Jiang Qing

It was a blessing to meet old friends again.It's just that the mood of the two of them is not as good as before, and they tried their best to talk, but they finally fell silent.

Thinking of the purpose of her coming here, Mei Shao said: "Your Majesty asked me to come because I want you to count it as a good day that is approaching."

"The marriage of Jing and Princess Chang will be brought forward?" Qingxuan recalled it after being surprised, and said with a smile: "It's convenient for me to live here, but I'm afraid the Ministry of Rites may not have time to organize it."

The royal wedding process is the most cumbersome, at least it takes two or three months to prepare. In such a hurry, even if Zhou Mao, Minister of the Ministry of Rites, got angry, he might not be able to bear the "emperor's favor" that fell from the sky.

"Are you still afraid that he will scold you behind your back?" Mei Shao thought of Zhou Mao's nonsense about "ranking seats" in the final test of the martial arts competition, and asked a little closer: "I think he can't wait to confess you, but Have you really counted the seats of Jing and the princess in the final martial arts competition?"

Qingxuan himself forgot that there was such a stubble, and he was stunned for a moment before he realized: "That's what I said casually, it's a happy event, and the auspicious number of pairing is always right. This matter also needs to be divination, The copper coins in my hand will consume a lot in a year."

When it comes to divination, Qingxuan asked by the way: "This time you go north, you must pass through Jianzhou. Have you met Abbot Xiaoci? Is he all right?"

"His spirit looks better than mine, and he even made a fortune teller for me, saying something and nothing." Mei Shao answered casually, but it caught Qingxuan's attention.

"Master Xiaoci gave you a divination?" He glanced at Mei Shao's face, and asked tentatively: "Is it because the result of the divination is not good? Do you want me to do the math for you? Buddhism and Taoism do divination There are still some differences.”

Seeing that he was about to get the copper coins for fortune-telling, Mei Shao hurriedly stopped him, and said teasingly: "I believe that the divination techniques of the two Buddhist and Taoist schools are different, but you are a half-assed person who originally worshiped at the gate of Qianfo Temple." , and later turned into a Taoist priest, your hexagram is not as well-founded as the dice I rolled casually."

"You copied all my details." Qingxuan didn't force it when he saw this, "It would be great if the master was here, and I can let him show you. When it comes to divination, I heard that the witch clan that has long since perished is the one." The masters who do not predict the prophets can know the changes in the world with one hexagram, and the good and bad of people on the other hand. It is a pity that they have not left some classics for our future generations to look up to. However, if their predictive ability is really attainable by extraordinary people, how could they? It attracted the fear of the emperor, and ended up being overthrown. If the Wu Clan were still there, their status today would be comparable to that of the Fudi Pavilion."

Qingxuan stayed in this imperial city for a few years, and dealt with princes and nobles again, so I don't know where I heard these secrets.Saying it through his mouth can make people believe it.

It was just a few words of idle chat, but Mei Shao frowned slightly: "Where did you hear this? Didn't the Wu tribe fall apart when they fought with Emperor Mu De when the Li Kingdom was founded?"

In the official history of the Li Kingdom, there are very few descriptions of the Wu tribe. It is only known that this tribe was born in the southwestern part of the Li Kingdom. The tribe is very good at medicine and divination.When Emperor Mu De conquered the world, He Fudi Pavilion, as his right-hand man, made great contributions to the founding of the Li Kingdom, but the population of the Wu tribe was not strong, and their lifespan was short, and they were too worn out during the battle. When the Li Kingdom was founded, Not one out of ten survives, gradually withering away.

If it weren't for Taoist warlocks like Qingxuan, few people would delve into the traces they left behind.

"Some time ago, I was invited to be a dojo in the palace. I lived in the Library Pavilion for a few days, and found a book "Pingzhou Ji". It's not lying." Qingxuan took a pair of scissors and trimmed the pear blossoms in the vase without even raising his head, "When I figure it out, I'll try it with you."

"I don't believe in these things." Mei Shao added, "I don't believe in man's destiny, or ghosts and gods. I only believe in what I see with my own eyes."

"Then you have to be careful." Qingxuan said, "There is only black and white in your eyes, and everything you see is not black and white."

Mei Shao didn't care about his witty words, picked up a pear flower that was pruned by Qingxuan, and pointed it out: "The people from the Xuantian League asked me where I asked for you, maybe you have already arrived outside the door, you You should still think about how to meet your master."

He got up and approached Qingxuan, pointed the pear blossom branch in his hand again, and said softly: "There is also the one inside, you are a Taoist, suffering from inside and outside, six senses are not clean."

Glancing at Qingxuan's calm face, Mei Shao didn't wait any longer, and shook his pear branch with his back to him: "You are really not suitable for learning how to cook tea. See you next time and treat me differently."

When Mei Shao walked away, Qing Xuanyun's light and breezy expression gradually cooled down. He was still repairing the neat branches in the bottle, but he didn't know where his mind was drifting, until a crisp voice came from the house. came:

"National teacher! He finally left? I'm going to suffocate to death in the room."

Qingxuan looked up and saw a girl leaning against the door frame, holding a book in her hand, complaining.

He stood up and saluted: "It's Xiaodao's fault for keeping the princess waiting for so long."

"Why are you so cautious?" Jing Ning walked in front of him, pushed him back on the stool, sat opposite him, poured a cup of tea and took a sip.

"Brother Mei has always been joking like this, don't take it to heart, I just think your tea is delicious." Jing Ning smiled at Yan Yan, his sparkling eyes bent into two crescent moons,

"When I was young, he liked to tease me, but because he often brought new gadgets from outside, this princess forgave him."

The girl in front of her chattered non-stop, causing the sparrows on the maple tree to fly far away, Qingxuan didn't interrupt her, and let her talk.

Jing Ning talked for a long time, seeing Qingxuan staring at those pear blossoms in a daze, he felt novelty: "Isn't there only maple trees in Luofengzhai? Where did your pear blossoms come from? They grow really good, even better than the ones in the palace. Be nice."

"Pick it casually." Qingxuan came back to his senses, and responded with a slight smile, "The princess mainly likes it, so I can take it away later."

"You are naked in Luofengzhai, I'd better leave it to you." Jing Ning curled his lips in disgust, took out the book he had been protecting in his arms, and pushed it in front of Qingxuan, his eyes were full of expectation: " This is what I saw on your desk. Is it the sword manual you learned when you were traveling in the rivers and lakes? I want to learn too!"

The footer of the sword manual is slightly curled, and one can tell that the master often reads it.

In fact, every move and style in this sword manual has been firmly engraved in Qingxuan's mind. He is just used to flipping through it in the dead of night before falling asleep, just like the evening class he did every day when he was still in the Xuantian Union. Same.

It really made Mei Shao's words right, her own way of cultivation is indeed impure.Qingxuan secretly sighed in his heart.

"I haven't touched the sword for a long time, I have long forgotten it. The princess really wants to learn. You can ask His Majesty to appoint a martial artist for you. The swordsmanship must be better than mine." Qingxuan refused without hesitation.

Although Princess Jingning's temperament is jumpy, some princesses usually have a temper, but she is not unruly and willful. Seeing Qingxuan's refusal, she just hangs her head, lacks interest, and shuts down the conversation box. gone.

After all, she is still young and has a childlike heart. She was a little disappointed that she didn't achieve her wish for a while.This is not the first time that Zhao Jingning has suffered in Luofengzhai, even her own brother Zhao Zhen doesn't understand that someone who loves to talk and laugh like her royal sister likes to run to Luofengzhai twice a day , After being deflated, I came back to be a little sulky, and I didn't miss the chance to run in the sunshine.Qingxuan always abided by the etiquette when treating her, even Zhao Zhen couldn't find any faults, and he was reluctant to punish Jingning, so he had to turn a blind eye.

Seeing her sudden loss of mood, Qingxuan did not appease her. After seeing off Princess Jingning, seeing that the sun was still early, he simply read the sword manual again in the sunlight.

Just as he was reading the last page and preparing to close the book, he stretched out a hand from behind to hold down the book, which frightened Qingxuan firmly. When he looked back, the old and disrespectful face was facing his smiling face. .

"The master is not here, and the apprentice does not understand the Taoism, so he even peeked at the sword manual." The old Taoist Wuwu grabbed the book and flipped through it randomly, and asked, "Is this the sword technique of the Xuantian Union? Is it the one that is not passed on?" Plant it?"

Hearing his voice, he knew that he was thinking about this book. Qingxuan was a little helpless: "This was drawn in the year I was traveling. It is a mixture of swordsmanship from many schools. It is not a unique method, at most it can be regarded as a quick success."

"I think if you don't think about it halfway, maybe you can really become a master of swordsmanship." The old Daoist Wuwu said a rare serious word, and after hitting his apprentice's heart, he said, "It's just this His painting skills are not good, not as good as that of the Li family. His pictures of beauties are really good, and they are full of emotion and charm. A painting can be sold for a thousand taels in the market! Those chariots and horses in Dushi are still very rich. People still need to have money to live in the world. If your master hadn't given up his old face and taken up this royal job, we two masters and apprentices would have never known it. Where to drink the northwest wind!"

Listening to this unreliable master comparing his painting skills with Li An's beauty, Qingxuan is sure that if Li An is willing, Wuwu can do it now Pidiandian went up to recruit disciples.If those people who believed in Taoism saw his greedy yellow and white face, maybe everyone in the world would switch to Buddhism.

"However, the beauty of spring can't be bought with money." Wu Wo held up the vase and praised with satisfaction, "I picked it at the Bai Mansion on the way. Something happened to Bai Bingchen, and the mansion is in chaos, and no one is watching it." Then, I will secretly..."

Qingxuan really didn't want to hear the details of "picking flowers", so he interrupted Wuwu's words, and looked at him with a half-smile: "Master, you're going around and around, talking about Li An and Bai Bingchen, and asking me to talk about it." Send a message to Mei Shao. These three people are involved in recent events in Pingdu, where is your ulterior motive?"

After hearing this, Wu Wo became happy instead, with a deeper smile in his eyes, and made a gesture of silence, Qingxuan stopped asking, and the master and apprentice just sat quietly and looked at the buds on the maple tree.

All the maple trees in Luofengzhai huddled and protruded new buds, and the few trees at the door were no exception.

Xue Xiu seemed to have stood at the door for a long time, and even a few new leaves fell from his shoulders, but he didn't realize it.

From a distance, he could see the tall, cloud-covered young leaves of maple trees dancing intermittent green waves in the wind.

After being silent for a while, like an ordinary believer, he bowed his hands towards the door, took a deep look, turned and left.

There is a black sign on the stone steps at the door, which is out of place on the light-colored bluestone, waiting for people to discover it.