In the Qin Dynasty, Mingyue and his fleeting years lived up to the return of the common monarch

At the end of the first year of becoming the elder of Minister Mu, Shao Siming got up early in the morning and pushed open the door of the study as usual, and was shocked by the pile of heavy bamboo slips on the desk.

Kibe's disciple, who was usually in charge of serving her, was all smiles, pointing to the pile of bamboo slips, he enthusiastically introduced to his elders: In the first volume, a few words such as "Shoubi Nanshan" will be written for Donghuang Taiyi, the head of the Onmyo family. Congratulations, the second and third volumes will be sent to the Left and Right Dharma Protector Halls to pay New Year greetings to the Left and Right Dharma Protectors, and the next four volumes will be sent to the four elders of Gold, Water, Fire, and Earth to wish each other a New Year greeting.

While listening to his disciple's introduction with a headache, Shao Siming silently counted the number of bamboo slips on the table.After digging out the seven volumes of bamboo slips mentioned earlier, what is the rest of the thick stack of bamboo slips for?

Disciple Kibe handed over the ink-soaked brush with a flattering expression on his face: "I wonder if the elder can give the disciple the first scroll of bamboo slips to encourage the outstanding disciples of Kibe?"

The expressionless face behind Shao Siming's veil twitched a little at this moment.The two characters of calligraphy are really far away for her. In the five years since she entered the Yinyang family, her writing level has only stayed at the level of "literacy" and "able to write". She usually reads the bamboo slips presented by Kibe disciples to make a The simple instructions can barely be seen, if you take them out as a gift... It's not that Shao Siming is underestimating himself, it's really that this calligraphy handwriting is not handy.

But looking at the hopeful eyes of the disciple in front of him, Shao Si Ming really couldn't bear to refuse.In a hurry, Shao Siming reached out and took the exquisite stone basin on the table to stimulate his internal energy. The emerald green light lingered from his fingertips to the newly sprouted narcissus seedlings. After a while, the narcissus plant had opened its snow-white petals.

Disciple Kibe who didn't know why just thought that the elder was personally reminding him of his yin and yang skills, and was very pleasantly surprised when he received the narcissus flower that Shao Siming handed him. "The disciple must live up to the elder's expectations!"

After dismissing the grateful Kibe disciple with a wave of his hand, Shao Siming fell into deep thought as he looked at the dozens of scrolls of bamboo slips piled high in front of him.I don't know how the calligraphy of the other four elders is, but Shao Siming knows his own level well.That's all for the other four elders, no one can control the five on equal footing, and the right protector Luna has always been calm and probably wouldn't mind this kind of New Year's greetings in the same way.I'm afraid that His Excellency the Eastern Emperor will be speechless when he sees her handwritten congratulatory message, and that young law protector who has always had eyes higher than the top and stricter than others... If he sees the handwriting on the bamboo slips she sent for New Year's greetings... , I'm afraid I'm going to mock her to death.

...Strange, why is she afraid of being ridiculed by him?

While frowning, Da Si Ming leisurely held a roll of bamboo slips and pushed the door in. Seeing Shao Siming's appearance, he chuckled: "Are you worried?"

Shao Si Ming looked up at Da Si Ming, and turned his head to ignore her.

Da Si Ming leaned over and put the bamboo slips in his hand on Shao Si Ming's murder case, glanced at Shao Si Ming's raised eyebrows and said with a smile, "It's just writing a congratulatory message, but it's more laborious than asking you to kill someone."

Shao Siming stretched out his hand to take the bamboo slip brought by Da Si Ming, and his eyes lit up when he saw the words on it, as if he saw hope.

Da Siming turned a blind eye to Shao Siming's burning eyes, and raised his eyebrows with a half-smile: "The Ministry of Fire has as many bamboo slips as you do, and I don't have time to help you. However, if you are really worried, I can show you a way. "

Having said that, Da Si Ming paused.Shao Siming didn't know Xinghun's identity before he entered the Yinyang family, so naturally he didn't know that Xinghun was the only one among the current Yinyang family seniors who had learned calligraphy since childhood.

"Master Xinghun's yin-yang skills may not be the highest, but his calligraphy skills are definitely second to none in the yin-yang family. The bamboo slips he sent were even praised by the Eastern Emperor." Da Si Ming observed the young man with interest. Si Ming's reaction, "Master Xinghun also taught me my calligraphy. But at that time, he just gave me a scroll of bamboo slips that he had written for me to copy, but if it was you... maybe my lord would teach you personally and help you Maybe even write it.”

Shao Siming was quite speechless, recently the entire Yin Yang family was shrouded in a joyful atmosphere, even the chief commander was not serious.

"You!" Da Si Ming looked at her with resentment, "Since you became an elder, you have failed to complete the mission of Your Excellency the Eastern Emperor several times, and you have never thought about why you are still safe and sound?"

His eyes trembled slightly, and Shao Si Ming finally raised his eyes to look at Da Si Ming.This is also a question she has always wondered about, but no one has mentioned it all the time, so she has to muddle through and only think that she is supercilious.

"Master Xinghun went down Lishan overnight, I don't know if he will return now. That's all I said, whether you go to see him or not is up to you."

Watching the back of Da Si Ming leaving gracefully, the corners of Shao Siming's eyes twitched slightly.Ever since Kibe's disciple won the top five titles because of Xinghun's initiative in the trial event a few months ago, her feelings for Xinghun have become more and more complicated.

After hesitating for a moment, Shao Siming still held a roll of bamboo slips and got up and went straight to the Zuo Dharma Hall.

Seeing that familiar figure enter the Eastern Emperor's Palace with his hands behind his back from a distance, Shao Siming's eyes fell on a black-clothed killer who had obviously been hit by a puppet technique behind the young man, and he stopped abruptly.Looking at the young man in the luxurious robe again, Shao Si Ming felt that somewhere in his heart softened a little bit.

The mission target that she had missed was brought back by Xinghun. What this means is obvious.

She knew what happened to all the Yin-Yang disciples before her who dared to trespass into the Zuo Dharma Hall without Xinghun's permission. She knew that no one had ever been able to freely enter and leave the Zuo Dharma Hall, which was tacitly forbidden by the Yin-Yang family, like her. She knew that before she became the elder of Mu, Xinghun didn't even bother to teach the disciples of Zuo Dharma Palace. She knew that behind Xinghun's arrogance and publicity was a heavy secret that she couldn't crack. Others are scheming when they are others, and bloodthirsty and ferocious when they are killing people.

But obviously, she still has a lot that she doesn't know.Just like today, if there was no deliberate reminder from Da Si Ming, if she hadn't suddenly decided to come to him for advice on how to master calligraphy quickly, she would still be kept in the dark and let him work hard to help her after the aftermath, and she almost died. I couldn't see that the youth's dharma protector was impeccable, and his brows concealed the excellent fatigue.

At the end of the new year, when the entire Yinyang family is busy, the young man who is aloof and entangled in trivial matters as the guardian of Zuo still spends a night without sleep secretly doing the task she failed to complete, just to save her from Dong Dong. Huang Taiyi's punishment.The entire Yin-Yang family's senior management knew that Lord Xinghun was only tolerant and caring towards her, and only pleaded for her to bow his head in front of the Eastern Emperor, but only kept her from her.

Shao Siming lowered his eyes, what kind of virtue and ability does she have to make the originally rebellious and talented young man defend everywhere?His kindness to her really made her fall into complete dependence on him.

"Are you waiting for me or are you in a daze?" A familiar voice interrupted her wild thoughts, and Xinghun had already come out of the East Emperor Hall and stood in front of her with his hands behind his back.

Shao Si Ming felt as if he was caught by someone, his hand holding the bamboo slips tightened slightly, and he was about to salute with lowered eyes.

"No." Xinghun waved his hand, his eyes fell on the bamboo slips in Shao Siming's hands and he asked knowingly, "What do you need from me?"

Shao Siming stood there in embarrassment, it might be too late for him to flee now.

Xinghun chuckled and turned around with his hands behind his back: "Let's go."

The sky was full of snowflakes, and Shao Siming forced himself to take his attention away from the boy in front of him to observe the snow.Every time when she was in a mess of emotions in front of him, this trick would work to calm her heart down again quickly.

The Zuo Dharma Hall is deserted and few flowers are planted, and it is difficult to see colors other than green in the courtyard no matter in spring or summer.Perhaps plum blossoms are an exception, Master Xinghun seems to like these plum trees very much.Shao Siming put his hand on a wintersweet bud, and after a burst of emerald green internal energy lingered, the bud fully bloomed, and a faint fragrance wafted in the air.

Xinghun looked at her silently: "Do you like to freeze outside?"

Shao Si Ming immediately fell into embarrassment again, and in a hurry, Xing Hun slipped into the study step by step.

Xinghun was slightly stunned, looked at Shao Siming's back, and then at the wintersweet flower that she had urged to bloom just now with the yin and yang technique, the corner of his mouth curved slightly.

The charcoal fire in the study room was in full swing, Xing Hun took off his cloak and sat down slowly in front of the desk, he reached out his hand to Shao Si Ming naturally: "Bring it here, what did you write for me?"

Shao Siming deeply felt that it was a mistake for her to come here today. It was too reckless for her to come to him with a scroll of bamboo slips like this. No one would guess that she did not come to pay New Year's greetings but came to ask for advice with a scroll of bamboo slips. How to make calligraphy fast.

Seeing Shao Si Ming standing still, Xing Hun just thought she was thin-skinned, the smile deepened at the corner of her mouth, hooked her fingers and wrapped the scroll of bamboo slips in Shao Si Ming's hand with internal force and took it into her hands.

Opening the bamboo slips, Xinghun was about to sneer casually, when his eyes fell on the empty bamboo slips, his face was distorted: "You use this to give me New Year's greetings, do you want to tell me that the world's fame is gone and everything is nothing?"

Shao Si Ming shook his head in embarrassment.

Xinghun looked at her, touched her bare chin, and finally guessed a little bit, but he was very annoyed at her boring nature of relying on others to guess.

Throwing Shao Si Ming's bamboo slips aside, Xing Hun spread out a roll of silk cloth and dipped a brush in ink to write a book. His movements were as skillful as flowing clouds and flowing water, and the graceful and elegant handwriting flowed out from the pen, making Shao Si Ming stare straight at the side Ashamed of myself.

Not long after, the congratulatory speech to Donghuang had been written, Xinghun raised his eyes and looked at Shao Siming who was still standing still and jokingly said: "What are you waiting for? You want to run errands for me to give this to Donghuang ?"

Shao Siming gritted his teeth, raised his hand and left a line of writing in the air: "Please help me, sir."

"Help you for what?" Xinghun raised his eyebrows, but he still picked up the blank bamboo slips again and spread them out, pointing to his side, "Come here."

Shao Si Ming slowly moved over and knelt down, the distance was too close, she could even smell the faint fragrance of tea on his body.

Xinghun didn't seem to notice the problem of the distance, and handed the pen in his hand to Shao Siming: "Write two words and let me see."

Shao Si Ming bit the bullet and took the pen, because the hand holding the pen was trembling slightly because of nervousness.After barely writing a few words, Shao Si Ming couldn't help turning his head to see Xinghun's expression.

Xinghun stared at the wet ink with a complicated expression, he finally understood why Shao Siming came to him.If someone said to him again that "writing is like a person", he would definitely send people who believe in these four words to see Po Meng for reincarnation.

Squeezing the space between his brows, Xinghun felt that it would be more efficient for him to write for her than to teach less.When the church is less commanding, I'm afraid his desire to rest early will be in vain again.

"Come on!"

"My lord." Wu Yang came in in response, lowered his head to study whether the puppet had cleaned the study room today, and never dared to look up at the room.

"Go and get all the bamboo slips from Elder Shao Si Ming's study."

"Yes." Wu Yang stepped back quickly after hearing the order.

Only then did Xinghun turn his head to look at Shao Siming: "I can help you with everything else, but do you want me to write the bamboo slips you gave me?"

Shao Siming looked up at the ceiling, why did Xinghun point out the most embarrassing places for her every time?

Xinghun helplessly picked up the bamboo slips and threw them aside in disgust, then pulled a piece of silk cloth and spread it in front of him.

Shao Si Ming, who was thinking about how to blur the question, suddenly felt that the hand holding the pen was covered by another warm hand.

Xinghun coughed lightly to cover up his unnaturalness: "Look carefully."

Shao Siming glanced silently, Master Zuo Dharma looked as usual, but his fair skin betrayed him, why are the roots of his ears so red?

Xinghun held Shao Siming's hand and moved the brush slowly, and her lazy voice rang in her ears: "Letting you learn calligraphy is not only embarrassing you, but also embarrassing me."

Shao Si Ming's face was instantly redder than Xing Hun's ears.

"In this case, let's learn a word." Xinghun took back the hand that was holding Shao Siming, and tapped the words on the silk cloth, "When will it be written, and then copy it to the New Year bamboo slips for me."

Shao Siming stared at the words on the cloth in a daze. She thought that even if Xing Hun didn't let her copy the congratulatory message she had just written for the Eastern Emperor, she would at least let her learn to write "Congratulations on the New Year" and other blessings, but What does the word "Ro" mean?

Both left and right couldn't figure out what Xinghun was thinking, so Shao Siming obediently began to copy it.It has to be said that the Yin Yang family is really hierarchical, the five elders only have bamboo slips to use, but the left and right guardian halls have more than enough silk cloth.Shao Siming looked at the fine silk cloth and was a little bit hesitant to do it, but he looked up at Xinghun's playful eyes, and he still had to write.

After Wu Yang tremblingly brought Kibe's dozens of volumes of bamboo slips and placed them beside the Xinghun case to salute and leave, Xinghun then withdrew his gaze from looking at Shao Siming, picked up a pen from the shelf again and dipped it in ink He began to write a congratulatory message for Shao Siming.

To write so many congratulatory speeches without being able to repeat them, this is not a difficult task for Xinghun, who has been eloquent since childhood.It's just that Xinghun has spent a lot of thought on how best to write the handwriting.At the end of the new year last year, both the Eastern Emperor Moon God and the other four elders could recognize his handwriting. If he wrote his handwriting without making some changes, it would definitely reveal his secrets.

The faint tea fragrance from the young man beside him lingered on the tip of Shao Siming's nose. The distance was so close that Shao Siming couldn't concentrate, but he didn't dare to look at him.It wasn't until the entire piece of silk was covered with the word "Luo" that Shao Si Ming secretly turned his head to look at the kneeling Xinghun who was writing a congratulatory message for her.

It's not the first time to see him serious, but Shao Si Ming is still deeply attracted by him every time.

The desk case is so big, even if Xinghun didn't pay attention deliberately, he would have seen Shao Siming staring at him in a daze from the corner of his eye.The corners of his mouth were slightly raised, Xing Hun rarely exposed the girl next to him, and quickly finished writing the last scroll of bamboo slips with a brush in his hand.

Putting down the brush, Xinghun raised his eyebrows and looked at Shao Siming at the side: "Have you practiced?"

Shao Si Ming came back to his senses, only to realize that the ink dripping from the brush in his hand had already blurred the silk cloth in front of him into a large ink stain.

Xinghun pretended not to see it, stretched out his hand and pulled another piece of silk: "write."

Shao Siming took a deep breath, picked up the pen and dipped in the ink again.

As early as when he saw the handwriting on the piece of silk that Shao Siming practiced, Xinghun knew that his teaching seemed to have no effect, and after Shao Siming wrote it, he did not surprise him.

"Is it because my teaching level is too poor, or is your comprehension too poor?" Xinghun looked at the Luo character and sighed helplessly.

Shao Siming was hesitant, so Lord Guardian Zuo was expressing his dissatisfaction?

Xinghun got up and called Wuyang to ask him to move the written bamboo slips back to Mube, then looked at Shao Siming: "You also go back and prepare for the dinner."

Shao Si Ming also got up and bowed to salute, he hesitated and raised his hand to leave four emerald green handwriting: "Thank you, my lord."

"Thank me for what?" Xinghun joked.

Shao Siming lowered his eyes, thanked him for always bowing his head in front of Donghuang to plead for her, thanked him for always protecting her in missions, thanked him for always silently helping her solve big and small troubles but never asked for anything in return, thanked him She has always believed in her so much... But she couldn't say these words no matter what.

Shao Siming once seriously thought about why Ye Xinghun let her go when he first met, and why he only trusted her who was the latest acquaintance among all living beings in the Yin Yang family.Because they are about the same age, because she has the weakest foundation and does not pose a threat to him, and because she never opens her mouth to be indifferent to everything, so she won't betray him?Shao Si Ming thought of countless reasons, but he was unwilling to believe any of them.Many times she wanted to ask Xing Hun, but every time she looked into his deep eyes, she dismissed the idea.She was probably cowardly, because she was afraid of getting an answer she didn't want, and would rather keep this question buried deep in her heart.

Xinghun was just a joke that came out of his mouth, and he never wanted to get any answer from Shao Siming's mouth.Xing Hun, who hadn't slept all night and was deeply tired, didn't have the time to guess what Shao Si Ming was thinking about, so he walked out of the door with his hands behind his back and headed straight to the bedroom.

Shao Si Ming watched Xing Hun's back silently, feeling extremely guilty in his heart.He is also very tired for always taking care of her aftermath...

As night fell, Da Si Ming once again stepped into the study room of Minister Mu's courtyard: "Didn't you let Master Xinghun write all the bamboo slips for you?"

Shao Si Ming silently put down the brush, and with a guilty conscience turned the bamboo slips full of "Luo" upside down, then looked up at Da Si Ming.

"Don't be nervous, it's just because I know you well and know that you can't write those sentences, so I guess it's Master Xinghun's handwriting." Da Siming comforted, "My lord changed a font, His Excellency Donghuang and the others shouldn't be able to read it." come out."

Shao Si Ming 囧, how many good lines did Xing Hun use to make Da Si Ming, who also knew nothing about piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, see that this is not at her level?

"What New Year's greeting message did you write to Lord Xinghun?" Da Siming looked at Young Siming and asked curiously, "Don't tell me that you even asked him to write the bamboo slips for New Year's greetings to Master Xinghun?"

Shao Siming suddenly became nervous, and subconsciously glanced at the upside-down bamboo slips on the table.

Da Si Ming, who had been paying attention to her eyes, immediately realized that it was unusual, and grabbed the bamboo slip: "This is what you want to give to your lord? What is it written on?"

Shao Si Ming couldn't stop him in time, he watched Da Si Ming open the scroll of bamboo slips, sighed silently and lowered his head.

"Luo?" Da Si Ming was startled, then returned the bamboo slips to her with a meaningful smile.

"What do you mean?" Shao Si Ming quickly raised his hand and asked.

Da Si Ming looked at her in surprise: "You don't know? Then why did you give the word Sir?"

Shao Si Ming murmured for a long time before slowly raising his hand to write: "Your Excellency only taught me this word."

Da Si Ming paused when he heard the words, and said slowly: "This is the name of your lord."

After finishing speaking, seeing Shao Si Ming's dazed look, he smiled softly: "Let's go, after the dinner, you have a lot of time to ask your lord in person."

The Yin-Yang family's New Year's dinner was very rich and lively, from the first emperor of the East to Wuling Xuantong and the chief disciples of the Left and Right Dharma Protector Halls, all of them were absent. This is probably the only day that the Yin-Yang family will temporarily put aside all their grievances and have dinner together throughout the year.It's just that Shao Si Ming was absent-minded from the beginning to the end.Looking at the delicious food on the table, she kept thinking about the tiredness on the brows of Xinghun when he came out of the East Emperor Hall during the day, and about the faint tea that lingered on her nose when Xinghun took her hand and wrote the word "Luo". Xiang, thinking of the phrase "This is the name of the adult" that Da Si Ming told her.

After the dinner was over, the first thing Shao Si Ming did was to go straight to Zuo Dharma Hall, while Da Si Ming just looked at her back and shook his head and sighed silently.

Flying snowflakes have already covered the branches of the plum tree in the courtyard. Under the hazy moonlight, the young man in a brocade robe seems to have expected her to come. Standing under the plum tree with his hands behind his back, he quietly watched her use yin and yang techniques to give birth during the day. The snow-white plum blossom.

"Tage is originally a gardener, and the summer is hot and the winter is snowy." Xinghun turned around and said leisurely, "What do you want to ask this time?"

Shao Siming quietly landed in front of Xinghun, seeing the young man smiling, suddenly he didn't want to ask any more questions.In such peaceful days, she really didn't want to cause Xinghun's painful memories of the past because of her questioning.

Looking at her, Xinghun chuckled lightly: "You're already stupid, so you don't have to pretend to be stupid in front of me. Come with me."

Shao Siming was completely immune to Xinghun's daily ridicule towards her, and looked at Xinghun suspiciously, what did he want to do?

Taking Shao Siming into the study again, Xing Hun clicked on the table and said: "Sit."

Shao Si Ming's scalp felt numb when he picked up the pen. Could this boss still force her to write his name?

Xinghun sat beside her as in the morning, spread out a new piece of silk cloth, held her hand again and began to brush.

Xinghun chuckled lightly: "Although your New Year's gift makes me very dissatisfied, as your boss, it seems that I should give you a little gift."

Shao Siming tried his best to ignore the warmth from the back of his hand and the scent of tea on Xinghun's body, and stared at the ink marks slowly left on the paper—Happy New Year.

Shao Si Ming's heart trembled and he turned his head to look, Xing Hun had already let go of her hand, got up and came to the window and stood with his back to her.

"Would you be happy if you could completely forget the past and forget the pain?"

Shao Siming was stunned for a long while before he realized that Xinghun was asking her.

"New peach and old talisman, bid farewell to the old and welcome the new." Xinghun's tone could not detect any emotion, "If it is really possible to forget the past, what would the world be like."

Shao Siming got up and walked to stand beside Xinghun silently. Since she was not good at words, she had no choice but to use actions to accompany him.No matter what he has experienced before, with her now, there will be no empty people behind him.

Xinghun turned his head to look at Shao Siming, and chuckled lightly.On such a beautiful night, it really shouldn't have contagious his emotions to the innocent Shao Siming.

Looking up at the snowflakes flying in the sky, the faint plum fragrance mixed with the biting winter wind blows towards my face.Xinghun and Shao Siming stood side by side in front of the window, the corners of their mouths curled into a shallow arc.

Ruixue heralds a prosperous year, I hope that in the future he can take revenge with his own hands to comfort the souls of the people in the sky, hope that in the future he can take back his original name and return to his original home in a fair and just manner, and also hope that he can... take her away from Yinyang's house.

postscript:

After the end of the new year, a legend began to circulate in the Onmyo Family——the new Minister Kibe’s Shao Siming was stunningly talented but low-key and terrifying. The New Year's Bamboo Slips that the elders handed to His Excellency Donghuang showed profound calligraphy skills, which made His Excellency Donghuang, who has always known the secrets of heaven, look at him with admiration.

Of course, the real situation is actually like this...

After receiving the bamboo slips, Donghuang Taiyi stared at the handwriting on the bamboo slips with a face of deep thought (?) and asked Luna: "What experience did Shao Siming have before entering Lishan?"

Moon God secretly rolled his eyes, don't you know more about these talents than I do, Your Excellency the Eastern Emperor?

However, Luna still put on a show, and also stared at the bamboo slip presented to her by Shao Siming and thought hard: "It seems that...he has no experience of being able to read and write."

"Could it be that she has not only practiced yin and yang arts in recent years, but also secretly improved her cultural accomplishment?" Donghuang felt emotional, "However, why do I feel that this handwriting seems familiar?"

Moon God picked up the rather perfunctory and formal silk cloth sent from the Left Dharma Hall and carefully looked at the handwriting of Xinghun on it: "This subordinate also thinks so..."