I, Seimei, can't be an audiophile

Qing Miao brought home a nobleman, who scared the neighbors and her father into petrification!Her father hurriedly got up from the bed and kowtowed desperately, begging the nobleman to forgive his daughter's rudeness.

The neighbor's house is more thorough. After taking a look at it from a distance, it immediately closes the door and windows and pretends that it does not exist, for fear that something will be accidentally polluted.

It's no wonder they are like this, the upper class always have all kinds of considerations, sometimes accidentally say a wrong word, make a wrong move, it's a life-threatening business.

Now it is much better than before, and there are not a few civilians who were blocked and killed for this reason.

Therefore, before knowing the character and origin of the other party, it is the smartest way to hide in the shadows like a bug.

Although Qing Miao has social experience, she has never been away from the village head, let alone anyone in power above the village head, so naturally she has no idea about it.

Fortunately, the nobleman she brought back this time seemed to be a good person, and she repeatedly emphasized that she didn't want to be too red tape, as it would take too much time for him, and he just wanted to rest for a while.

Qing Miao's father was terrified, he had heard rumors that nobles stayed overnight and fell in love with folk women.

In the past, on the one hand, he was worried about his daughter's suffering, and on the other hand, he hoped that her daughter could escape poverty as in the story, so that she could ascend to heaven and live a good life.

Now that he really saw the real noble young master, he realized that the rumors were just a poor man's romance. Looking at such an existence that was completely like a heavenly being, how could he dare to have any disrespectful thoughts?

I just hope to serve carefully, and leave quickly after satisfying the other party. I don’t want to leave any gold or silver behind, and I don’t offend the other party.

"Don't be so nervous, you see, I'm just an ordinary person, no different from you."

Qing Miao felt that the sound in her ears was rustling and slightly itchy.Why can someone speak with such a voice, as if the voice itself has some kind of magic power.

I don't know if it was her psychological effect, but the nervous father really relaxed because of the other person's words, and Qing Miao began to feel a little nervous.

—— Strange, so strange, this is not my father's character.Who is this person, him?

Qingmiao couldn't help thinking of the otter monster story she had heard before, she became vigilant, and began to wonder where she had put the plow in the house.

The young man chatted casually with her father, and the honest father got a few words out of the family situation by the young man.

In addition, they only talked about some topics about farming. The young people listened with great interest and seemed to be very interested in it.

Qing Miao relaxes, it seems that even if this young man is very expensive, he may only be from a rich family, and a real nobleman will not be interested in farm work.

In this society, nobles are also divided into ranks.Businessmen are the lowest, mine owners and landowners with ancestral property are a little higher, rich people who have been bequeathed by their ancestors have more status, and officials and nobles are further up.

Come on, the highest is His Royal Highness the Emperor.For the common people, the nobles are the most dangerous. Many of them have noble blood, and accidentally making the nobles angry is tantamount to killing their lives in vain.

This kind of noble also regards farming and other production activities as the most humble job. As long as she confirms that the people she brings back are not such noble nobles, Qingmiao is already very lucky.

Her father obviously thought the same way, and after talking about farming, he relaxed a lot.

When talking about the things in the field and his daughter, this father is always proud. From time to time, he mentioned that he was not up to date and dragged down his daughter, otherwise the daughter would have found a good family.

"Okay, okay, father, don't disturb the distinguished guest, I'll take him to the next room."

Qing Miao interrupted her father and invited the guest to the next room.

"Your father loves you very much." The young man said suddenly.

Qing Miao was taken aback, and nodded with a smile: "Yes, I feel at ease with him here."

Most of the time, in families in this situation, those people will only complain, why don't I have a son?

Why are you not a boy but a girl?Why can't you marry a good man earlier so that I can get some benefits?

Her father always blamed himself for not being able to give her a better life, and hoped that she would be happy.For Qing Miao, her father's unreserved love is her greatest wealth.

"His legs are rheumatism caused by damp?"

Qing Miao sighed: "Yes, every time before it rains, or when it gets cold, he will be in pain. I have seen a doctor and said that there is no way to treat it. It is best to move to a dry and warm environment away from water."

Qing Miao didn't go on, but she wanted to know, how could farmers like them have such extravagant choices?

Their field is here, relying on this field, they don't have a particularly hard life. If they even abandon this field, most of them will die after being displaced.

"It's going to rain tonight, you take this piece of leather and let him put it under the bed to keep out the moisture."

Qing Miao was surprised: "How can this work?"

The young man said: "Just treat the remuneration I borrow from your family. To me, it's just a useless skin. To you, it can relieve your father's pain."

The other party's kindness was hard to come by, so Qing Miao had to thank her again and again and then took it with both hands. The leather was as golden as the color of a rice field, soft and smooth to the touch, and one couldn't help but imagine how beautiful the beast that should have this piece of skin is.

"What animal's fur is this?" Qing Miao couldn't help asking.

The youth smiled: "Otter."

otter?

Qingmiao feels that the frequency of the word otter that she has heard recently is too high.However, thinking that otters are animals in the water, and their fur can naturally insulate from moisture, she hurriedly sent the fur to her father as a cushion, and when she came back, she already had cut fruits in her hand.

Fruits are expensive and belong to luxury goods.There are not many kinds of young crops in the field, only a few are outside the family, and now they are willing to take it out, naturally they are grateful for the fur presented by the other party.

Even if she only borrowed it for one night, she would be grateful to Dade, let alone giving it to her for nothing, making her feel like she was favored by God Inari.

Reminiscent of God Inari, apart from the fact that she had prayed to God Inari before, it was also because... this noble son felt too mysterious to her.

Even if he is a good person, he is too good to be true.He also said that it will rain tonight, how does he know that it will rain?Could it be that she was bewitched by the fox, and after he left, the fur turned into tree bark?

Thinking of such a scene, Qing Miao couldn't help but chuckled.

"What are you thinking about?"

Mr. White Fox was interested in her sudden chuckle, Qing Miao hurriedly brought fruit, shook his head and said there was nothing.

"The things you gave me are too expensive, if there is anything I need to do, please tell me."

Reminiscent of your son's interest in farming, Qing Miao suspects that your son has other purposes for staying in their house.

Maybe it's a merchant who collects grain, or a child of an official's family related to agriculture?She couldn't help guessing in her heart.When asked about farming knowledge, her father taught her a lot.

Mr. White Fox showed a cunning and slightly wicked smile: "There are some things you can help me with. Let's do it later. It's not appropriate now."

Qing Miao: "..."

The white fox asked again: "What you believe in here is not the Inari God, but the mountain god? I saw the mountain god temple when I came here."

Qing Miao was also very emotional about this: "Yes, what we worship is the mountain god. Maybe it's because our ancestors lived in the mountains, even when they went to farm at the foot of the mountain, they still believed in the mountain god."

The white fox asked: "I saw the enshrining in the mountain god temple. Your mountain god is a goat with tusks? Is it fused with the image of a wild boar? The mountain god used to be a wild boar?"

Qingmiao smiled dryly: "Sorry, I don't know much about this. If you're interested, I'll take you to ask the village head tomorrow. The village head is usually responsible for hosting mountain god sacrificial activities. He knows more."

Young Master White Fox nodded, and asked some more about the sacrifices of the local mountain gods.Now Qing Miao was completely relieved, she felt that this young man might be that kind.

Well, it is said that scholars are the kind of people who specialize in the study of various kinds of knowledge.Such people generally work for the country and the emperor, and are most worthy of respect.

After learning that there will be a sacrifice to the mountain god in the near future, Mr. Baihu said that he also wanted to participate, so Qing Miao had no choice but to push on the village chief again.

Young Master White Fox asked: "What about the content of the sacrificial activities? You have participated in it, so you should have an impression. What will be sacrificed to the gods in the specific sacrificial ceremony? Is it a harvest crop, or something else?

I am most interested here. If it is Inari God, it is usually the crops produced in the field, but if you believe in mountain gods, you should usually sacrifice the prey in the mountains to the mountain gods. Will you go hunting specifically? "

Qingmiao shook his head: "It's usually the crops in the field, and a young unmarried woman is selected as the witch to worship the mountain god. After being a witch once, you can't get married within a year, but the witch can share the harvest in the village. .”

The price of hiring this woman as a priestess together with the villagers is that she cannot get married for a year.This is an acceptable price for most people.

For the first time, Mr. White Fox restrained his smile: "I see, it sounds like a form-changing divine marriage."

"God marriage?"

It was the first time Qing Miao heard such a statement, and felt a little curious.

"Sometimes aliens also need the breath of human beings, not because of reproductive considerations, but because of the need for human spiritual energy."

Mr. White Fox explained, "Of course, I don't deny that there are also heterogeneous marriages. But when it comes to divine marriages, it is conventionally a long-term spiritual power supply relationship.

Basically, after the marriage of the gods, the human side is unlikely to get married again, otherwise it will cause aura confusion and trigger a series of unfavorable chain reactions.There's something weird about the time of year. "

Qingmiao didn't pay attention to this problem before, she just thought that the chosen witches were just offering sacrifices.

Young Master White Fox asked, "What else do you know?"

Qing Miao recalled that in addition to offering sacrifices, she also had to stay at the shrine for three days, in order to welcome the gods and send them off—— being reminded like this, she also felt that the content of the sacrifice was very strange.

"What happened to the witches who participated in the sacrifice?"

Qing Miao recalled: "Some stayed at the shrine to serve the mountain gods and rarely saw outsiders. Some left the village with food and money after the sacrifice. If they had money, everyone wanted to live in a bigger city."

Moreover, being rich is equivalent to having a dowry, and it is easier to find a partner in other places.

"There are still witches left, will they still find new witches to preside over the sacrifice?"

"Exactly. I heard it was a ritual requirement."

"Have you seen them since?"

Qing Miao recalled that she had seen, a sister she knew, once participated in the mountain god sacrifice as a witch.

Once, when I was delivering food to the village chief’s house, I saw the elder sister discussing something with the village chief. The two sides had a fierce dispute, and finally the elder sister ran away crying.

She never saw the older sister again.

——In the mountain god sacrifice, what happened?

Qing Miao also began to doubt this question.She felt that the small village, which had always made her feel familiar and safe, seemed to be full of monsters and ghosts, ready to devour everyone at any time.

It began to rain lightly outside, and the cold and humidity came together, making her shiver.

"Do you feel cold? Come closer, it will definitely be cold if you are so far away."

Young Master White Fox faced the brazier and greeted her.

The previous tension and fear quickly dissipated together with the cold, and Qing Miao walked in a little bit, and it really became much warmer.

So warm, she thought.

Let's go to the village head tomorrow to have a look together, if the rain stops.