Suo Jinling

Lan Jingming sat on the threshold in the middle of the night, returned to the bedroom at twilight, threw the quilt into Chen Jing's arms, closed his eyes and was in a daze. Muttered twice: "Are you leaving?"

Chen Jing was bowing his head and fastening the belt of his robe, while Lan Jingming was sitting cross-legged on the couch, yawning with disheveled clothes, his shoulders and back were exposed, half-length black hair fell on his neck, and gently swept across his neck.

"Yes, big brother wants me to go to the martial arts arena in the morning and practice a few times with him to see how I can do it." Chen Jing thumped his shoulders, his muscles and bones creaking, "Really, I wake up later than me on weekdays. I don’t even know my last name when I’m busy, I think of me now, it must be because I haven’t returned for a few days, and I’m looking for a reason to blame my teacher.”

"Then what should I do?" Lan Jingming's eyes were hazy, his head slumped to his neck, "How about I go with you?"

"Sleep well, your eyes are dark." Chen Jing took two steps forward to lift off the quilt, rubbed the boy inside, and wrapped him in two layers of quilt, "Take a rest, let them prepare meals when they get hungry in the morning, I'll go back."

There was still Chen Jing Yuwen in the quilt. Lan Jingming wanted to get up, but he seemed to be caught by something, and he couldn't move. When he was in Beiyi, he slept in the wind, and the tent was cold all day long. Sitting with her knees hugged until dawn, the quilt under her eyes was warm, and a new mattress was changed in the middle of the night. Lan Jingming fell into a gentle country, half dreaming, half awake, and sleeping until dawn, then staggered up and washed in the copper basin. Turn your face and look at yourself in the mirror.

Well, her complexion has improved a lot, her hair is disheveled, and there is still mud on her side cheeks. It's time to find a place to bathe and cleanse|body.

I don't know when Ah Jing will come back, so I went to look for him rashly... It's always a bit abrupt.

He went back and folded the quilt, walked around the room a few times, looked here and there, and found it strange everywhere. The beds, tables and chairs here are all made of solid wood, each of which is carefully carved, and there is a burst of fragrance. A paper tube with a few scrolls inside, and a pen, ink, paper and inkstone on the square table. The ink stains are dark and mottled on the paper. There are many ink marks from practice on the paper posts. Lan Jingming can learn Daliang mandarin like a cat and tiger, When it landed on the paper, he was confused. He only felt that the font was vigorous and powerful, with flying dragons and phoenixes, and the strokes and strokes were quite imposing, which attracted him to look and look again and again, and he was reluctant to put it down for a long time.

There are still many new posts at the bottom, Lan Jingming looked around, licked the dry skin on his lips, dipped some ink in it like a thief, and left a little on it.

The wooden rod in his palm was thin and hard, slippery from the palm of sweat, he imitated the appearance in the copybook, and traced it out stroke by stroke, at first he still had some strength, but then his finger bones became unstable, and he traced it in a messy, horizontal stroke. With a slap in the west, the new post was ruined.

He put down the thin stick, picked up his masterpiece, shook it twice in the air, and then took out the original post to look at. Compared with the two sides, he disliked smashing his own, tore it into pieces and threw it into the wastebasket.

There were a lot of waste manuscripts left in the wastebasket, and it wasn't awkward to pour the scraps into it.

There were people walking outside, and the rustling of fallen leaves. Everyone must have woken up. Lan Jingming didn't know what to do, but it didn't make sense to just lie down in the bedroom all the time.

He put on his clothes, folded the quilt, stepped forward to the door, and opened a small crack.

Unexpectedly... there was already someone waiting for him outside.

Four girls in pink skirts stood at the door, each holding sweat towels, incense bowls and young leaves, and walked towards him with a smile: "You are awake, Madam ordered us to invite you to take a bath in Yueqing Pool, please come with us." stop."

Yueqing Pool... bathing?

He really wanted to take a bath, but he was wearing a woman's long skirt, and he was accompanied by four beautiful girls beside him... Lan Jingming felt uncomfortable all over, and racked his brains to get out.

It's just that Ah Jing left early, his elder brother wouldn't call him on weekdays, but today...

and many more.

The eldest brother deliberately called Ah Jing away, and Ah Jing's sister-in-law came to call him away, presumably because she had something to say, if she insisted on refusing... it would make people suspicious.

Taking a bath may be just an excuse, Ajing's sister-in-law... Xu has something to say to him.

"The water in Yueqing Pool is clear and transparent. It gushes out from the mountain stream and valley. It is naturally warm and nourishing. People are not allowed to enter it on weekdays." Rejected."

At this point, Lan Jingming didn't refuse anymore, he could only imitate their appearance and be a blessing, bowing his neck obediently and following behind.

The bottom of the girl's skirt is narrow, and the skirt is long and thin. Lan Jingming has grown all the way up to now, and it is the first time she wears a long skirt, and she can run freely outside with Ah Jing. The head can't take care of the buttocks, and it will fall if it staggers.

"Be careful," a girl stopped and hurried over to help him, "I'll help you go."

Her gaze moved downstream, landed on Lan Jingming's back, moved back to Lan Jingming's face, and said with a clear smile: "It's like this the first time, after a few days of rest, I feel comfortable."

What, what's the first time?

Lan Jingming blinked his eyes, looked at her and then at himself, and when he realized it was like a thunderbolt, one head swelled into two big ones: "It's not like that..."

In the eyes of the servant girl, this young master's concubine has a fair face, gentle and pleasant, and her shy and timid appearance is really flattering.

There are concubines and servants in the room, if the young master can calm down, the master and wife will feel at ease a lot.

With this in mind, she refused to let go, half-supported and half-supported, and led Lan Jingming forward. Lan Jingming felt awkward at first, but then all her thoughts were devoted to how to respond to A Jing's sister-in-law, and she didn't care about anything else , He was sure that bathing was just an excuse, but the girls really took him around many mansions, past pavilions, through a thatched cottage full of medicinal smell, turned a small road, and approached the pond shrouded in white mist.

The vegetation here is lush and the flowers are fragrant, and the mountains in the distance are stacked, and the warm wind brings the fragrance of flowers, which is refreshing.The water in the pool is crystal clear and contains a faint medicinal smell. It really is a treasure of geomantic omen, which makes people linger and forget to return for a long time.

Lan Jingming stared blankly, standing there intently, as if fascinated, when he came to his senses, several girls had already put the cloth towel and incense bowl on the stone, untied their ribbons and exposed their fragrant shoulders, and surrounded him one after another.

"What... are you going to do?" Lan Jingming staggered back in a hurry, stepped on a slippery rock, and almost fell into the pool, "Why undress?"

The maidservants looked at each other, not knowing why the young master and concubine reacted so violently, so they couldn't help covering their lips and smiling: "Madam ordered me to wait for you to take a bath, so naturally we will do our best."