[Hua Qiangu Ancient Sword] Give you a green jade hairpin

Shun Hua rinsed his mouth and said with a teasing smile, "Hey, what's the matter? Who dares to mess with our sister Ah Zhu?"

"Young master!" A'Zhu stomped her feet in embarrassment, her face flushed, and she said angrily again, "Hmph, young master, what's the matter with that rabbit demon coming to invite the city master today?"

Rabbit demon?

Shunhua was startled for a moment before realizing that she was talking about Yunya.

A'Zhu didn't wait for her to reply, and said angrily: "She made a table of rough food, and said something about repaying the kindness of the city lord. Humph! It's been five or six days since she came, so she won't repay it sooner or later. The young lord rose up, and she was going to have dinner with the city lord, so she came to repay it. I don’t know what to do with it. Could it be that she still wants to worship the city lord, and she can’t compete with the young lord?"

Shunhua couldn't stop laughing when she heard it. Seeing that she had finished speaking, she brought a cup of tea and handed it over: "I'm tired after listening to you talking so much. Come on, moisten your throat."

She didn't notice anything, Ruo Yunya had to cook to thank Wugou on the first day, and she was determined not to enter the kitchen until she had investigated her background.

A'Zhu said anxiously: "Young master!"

Shunhua had no choice but to say: "You think too much, it's just a coincidence. When Yunya saw the dishes on the table, she wanted to explain that Master left too hastily.

In other words, Master left so fast, what's the matter? "

Sure enough, A'Zhu was distracted by her, took a sip of tea, and said, "This subordinate also wanted to inquire about this matter. The city lord went back to Pixiang Palace and did nothing else, except eat that rough meal."

Shunhua frowned, and reprimanded: "What kind of rough food, a person who cultivates immortals, how can he be so generous?"

A'Zhu was startled, straightened her figure quickly, and said solemnly: "Thank you for your instruction, Young Master."

Looking at Shunhua's expression, seeing that she was not really angry, she laughed again, "I thought that the young master would reprimand my subordinates for being angry and wanting more food!"

Shunhua had no choice but to shake her head and scolded such a scoundrel, "What anger, what appetite? You are a Taoist, not a Buddhist. It's the right way."

A'Zhu lowered his head and thought for a while, and said: "This is the young master's way, right? The city master is usually very restrained and observant."

Shunhua explained to her: "That's 'restraining oneself and returning to ritual', the way of Confucianism is the way of the mortal world. Although immortals are detached from the mortal world, they are inevitably influenced by mortals. After all, there are still the most mortals in this world.

Your young master has never been rude in his daily life!Cultivating immortals is cultivating the mind.As for walking, it is better to go with the light and the dust.Too different, but high and low. "

"Oh." A'Zhu nodded, half understanding.

On the day of Mid-Autumn Festival, the sky is beautiful and the moon is as round as a mirror.

Ah Ning and Ah Zhi were ingenious, they did not hold a banquet in the mansion, but set up formations on the Peacock Lake outside the city, according to the distribution of hidden reefs in the water, and the tables, chairs and ornamental bonsai were all floating on the water.

The most wonderful thing is that as soon as a person steps on the water, the water where he lands is controlled by the formation and turns into an ice lotus to support the gravity.

Such ingenuity, even Wugou saw it, and was amazed.

Seeing that the master was happy, Shunhua smiled and asked Ah Zhu to toast the two of them, saying: "The two elder sisters can smile at the beauty of the ice, it should be a big deal."

A'Zhu took the bowl-sized jade cup with a smile, and really offered a big cup to the two of them.

In the eyes of outsiders, the City Lord's Mansion has only two masters, Wugou and Shunhua.It is not.

Most of the guards and maids in Liancheng are from Liancheng, and many of them are rescued from other places with miserable lives, and some are simply spirits in the mansion or in the city.

Spiritual forms are the least, and among them Wugou's guard Huang Quan and Shunhua's female officials A Zhi and A Ning are the most.Huang Quan turned out to be the transformation of a tiger raised in the mansion for ornamental purposes. A Ning and A Zhi were a lemon and a gardenia respectively.

But no matter what their backgrounds are, since the day they entered the City Lord's Mansion, they have practiced the ancestral dharma of Liancheng, so they are all disciples of Wugou and Shunhua. Apart from performing their duties on weekdays, the concept of superiority and inferiority is very weak.

Everyone treated the city lord and the young lord with respect, largely because of gratitude and respect, not because of their status.

So, this Mid-Autumn Festival banquet is still very lively.

Everyone has prepared a program, which is based on duties.

Ah Zhi held a crystal wide-mouth bottle and put it on Shunhua's table, and said with a smile: "Let's ask the young master to work hard and draw lots for everyone. Whichever group is drawn first will perform first. No matter Good or bad, right to add to the fun."

Wugou's normally icy face also softened, and he asked, "Why don't you come to me for this kind of thing?"

A Zhi said: "After the performance is over, everyone will ask the city lord to judge. If anyone wins the top three, please ask the city lord to give you whatever."

Wugou pointed at her and sighed: "You really are by A Jin's side. Let me do the offending people, and let A Jin sell it. In the end, it's me who spends the money. No, no, A Now that Jin has become the lottery, let's give out the prizes as well!"

Ah Zhi covered her lips and smiled: "I don't care about this, the city master discusses with the young master himself."

Under the urging of everyone, Shunhua reached out and pinched a lotus flower the size of a thumb.

A Ning stepped forward and poured some magic power at the lotus, and the lotus turned into a streamer, and a line of words appeared in the air: Siyibu Picking Mulberry Dance.

Everyone immediately looked at the place where the Department of Clothes was sitting.

Only a clear and hearty female voice came out: "It actually taught us to get the first place. Sisters, come on!" It was Suqin, a female officer from the clothing department.Following her order, a group of women's soldiers rushed out.

The stage used for the performance is also supported by formations. From the naked eye, it is a group of beauties in green dance clothes dancing on the water, accompanied by clear singing:

"Beauty and bewitching are free,

Picking mulberry crossroads.

The soft strips are flowing,

How are the fallen leaves..."

Shunhua took a closer look, but the one who sang was a handsome young man.She couldn't help but "huh" and wondered: "When did the clothing department find such a big treasure? Does he know how to embroider or weave?"

Wugou laughed and scolded: "Nonsense! It belongs to the guards, probably borrowed by Suqin."

Everyone around laughed.

After the dance, Suqin came forward to toast Wugou and Shunhua, and asked rather strangely: "Did we dance wrong just now? Why are you laughing?"

Shun Hua had a thick skin, and acted like a normal person: "No, the dance is very good."

Suqin said happily: "Really? Young Master, please give me a good ranking."

I have never seen someone who climbed so smoothly, Shunhua glanced at her, and said with a smile: "I can't make the decision, it's the master who has the final say."

Hearing this, Suqin looked up at Wugou expectantly.

Wugou said: "It's not entirely up to me to decide, there may be better ones later on."

Suqin went down disappointed.

Under the urging of everyone, Shunhua stretched out her hand and squeezed another one, but this time it was a begonia. She reached out and handed it to A Ning: "Begonia is known as the flower of Tangdi, who should I answer?"

When the result unfolded, the audience was in an uproar.

But I saw that line of words read: Ni Shunhua, sword dance.

Not to mention that Shunhua didn't expect to have her role, even Wugou was surprised, and couldn't help asking: "Is there still me?"

Ah Zhi just said she didn't know, and pushed Shunhua to the stage.

Shunhua looked left and right, broke two potted mango plants, removed the small forks and leaves, made them into two swords, looked back and smiled, and said to Wugou: "Just ask Master to play a general's order."

Wugou then ordered people to fetch the qin, burned incense and cleaned his hands, plucked the strings and played the music, and Shunhua danced along with the music.

In the past, Bai Letian once praised Gongsun Jianwu: the viewers are as depressed as the mountains, and the heaven and the earth are low for a long time.Comes like thunder and receives wrath, and goes like the six emperors soaring like dragons.

Today, when people watch Shunhua's sword dance, they feel that they are not giving up too much, which is amazing!

After dancing, Shunhua tossed the branch, walked briskly to Wugou's side, and asked, "Master, how is it?"

Wugou collected himself, avoided her star-like eyes without any trace, and praised: "It's really good."

This is too perfunctory!

Shunhua was waiting to ask, when suddenly there was a singing voice floating from a distance, sometimes distant and sometimes near, sometimes condensed into a line, sometimes swaying leisurely, but there was no sense of discontinuity at all:

"After Lonely Tianbao,

Garden Lu but Artemisia Li.

There are more than a hundred families in my family,

Chaos of all things.

Survivors have no news,

The dead are dust and mud..."

It was "No Home" by Du Gongbu.

Many of the disciples present had their families ruined and their families were destroyed by the war. At this time, they were bewildered by the lyrics and could not help crying.Even those who have lived in peace for half their lives are also touched by this song and feel sad for a while.

It was the Mid-Autumn Festival at this time, and a group of people were celebrating the members of the regiment. It is said that the singing was really unpleasant.

But Wugou transcended the world and didn't care about this, while Shunhua felt that this person sang really well and couldn't bear to interrupt.For the rest, only those in the form of trees and trees like A Ning and A Zhi were not affected.

The two of them have been busy for several days for this mid-autumn feast, and seeing that they are about to be disrupted by this person who appeared out of nowhere, they feel really irritating!

Ah Ning stood up "chuckle", gritted her teeth and said, "I want to see who this is?"

"Hey," Shunhua raised his hand to stop her, listened attentively, and sang:

"... Sutori loves Motoeda,

Anci and poor habitat.

Fang Chun's single lotus hoe,

At dusk, the fields are still being irrigated..."

Shunhua couldn't help feeling sad.

After being reincarnated for many years, it was the first time that she thought of her previous life: the imperial father died of regret and madness, and she ascended the throne early at the age of 17.But at that time, her luck was so bad that she was conscientious and did not dare to be negligent, but she was still battered...

And the singing continues:

"I'm not strong enough to give birth to me,

I'll be sour all my life..."

Shunhua's body flickered, and she fell into a ball of cold incense, but Wugou kept calling her out, and pulled her into his arms in desperation.

Shunhua woke up suddenly, and said in a daze, "Master, what's wrong?"

"It's nothing, nothing." Wugou sighed, hugged her tightly, closed his eyes to hide the panic in his eyes, he didn't know if he was answering her or comforting himself.

——Just now, Shunhua looked in a trance, as if his soul was about to escape.He had never seen Shunhua like this before!I just felt that if he didn't do something, he would really lose her.

Thirty miles away in an oasis, a handsome man in a dark undershirt stopped singing and said regretfully, "It's a pity, it's a pity! It's just that close! Ari, Ari, maybe it won't be until you and I meet period. But..."

He stretched out his hands to count for a while, and said with a smile: "God's will, you will come to my side sooner or later, and join me in the grand event!"

After saying that, he looked in the direction of Liancheng from a distance, and then turned into a stream of light and disappeared in place.

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By the way, does anyone still remember Ah Jin’s previous life, Ah Li?

Ari, Ari, cute Ari!Really want!