I didn't expect you to be such an onmyoji.

Heian-kyo is never short of talking points. When the weather gradually turns cold and the splendor of hibiscus in Nijo-in slowly fades away, the legendary story of Ji Junyuan Dongshi is also replaced by other legends.

Yuan Dongshi added a grape-dyed Tang suit to the hanging. The laces of the Tang suit hung loosely on both sides, and he sat lazily on the pole of the corridor.The five-fold curtain hanging on the crossbar has been replaced by cooked silk instead of raw silk in summer, so you don't feel cold when you sit inside.

Ben-kun and Koshikibu were discussing the interesting things that happened in Beijing recently with several other women. They were all excited, but Yuan Dongshi didn't hear clearly. He put his hand on his forehead and fell asleep after a while, until Feeling someone tugging at the corner of her clothes, she woke up faintly, and saw Ziji sitting beside her, looking up at her: "Sister Dongshi, do you want to go and see?"

"Ah?" Yuan Dongshi rubbed his forehead and said, "What are you looking at?"

"In a few days, there will be a grand orchestral party in the palace, and all six courtiers and relatives can participate." Xiaoshibu said excitedly, "It is said that the dancers of Qinghai Bo in this grand event are our son and the head What about my lord?"

Qinghai wave dance was originally a gala music of the Tang Dynasty, and it was later introduced to Japan. At every grand event, two men with excellent looks will always be selected to dance Qinghai wave. The selection of these dancers is very particular. They were the two noble sons who were the most popular at that time.It can also be said that the dancers of Qinghai Bo represent the aesthetic vane of the noble ladies in Heian Jing.

Yuan Dongshi heard what Bianjun and Xiaoshibu said excitedly, went to see Ziji again, took the pastry that was placed on the stick, took a bite, and said: "No."

Zi Ji pouted, and said, "Sister Dongshi, don't you want to go and watch the young master dance Qinghai wave?"

Yuan Dongshi shook his head: "I don't want to."

She used to watch the video of Qinghai wave dance played by the teacher in Japanese culture class. After watching the first two episodes, she fell asleep. On the stage, he grabbed the two young people who were slowly dancing Qinghai wave, and cursed: "Guawa, you are making trouble, don't occupy my mother's space when doing yoga fights!"

……

In her eyes, Qinghai wave dance, which the nobles of Heian capital are flocking to, is no different from yoga.

Ziji was still trying to convince her, when she suddenly heard someone lift the curtain, the cooked silk was different from the raw silk, it would make a fluttering sound, Yuan Dongshi turned his head when he heard the noise, and happened to see someone who lifted the curtain and entered. Yuanguang, the rest of the women used cypress fans to lightly cover the lower part of the bridge of their noses.

Yuan Guang was still wearing the black belt that he had when he had an audience with the palace in the morning. As soon as he entered the room, he felt a bit of coolness. When I entered the palace for an audience, Imamaka asked about the legendary Miss Ji Jun Dongshi who lives in the Erjo Courtyard."

Yuan Dongshi mechanically turned his head to look at him, and said dumbly, "What's going on?"

Yuan Guang smiled and said: "When I went to visit the female imperial concubine of the Lijing Palace today, I happened to meet the female imperial concubine Meihu who was also there, so I asked the imperial concubine Meihu about her younger sister who was sick in bed this summer. He and Abe Seimei have subdued Qiao Ji and saved the four daughters. Qingming's name was known early on today, and he also said who the legendary Ji Jun is, and he can join hands with Qingming. Meihu's female wife told him the truth. "

Yuan Dongshi twitched the corner of his mouth: "True?"

"Mysterious female onmyoji, possesses extremely powerful power, is good at playing the Yaoqin, and has an excellent appearance." Yuan Guang smiled and said, "Your Majesty, the head lieutenant general, is still unforgettable to this day."

Yuan Dongshi: "..."

She said with some difficulty: "Are you sure... this is really true?"

Yuan Guang blinked, and said: "Naturally. When Komasaka asked me today, I also said that Ms. Fuyuki not only saved the fourth daughter of the Fujiwara Naganogen family, but also saved her head from the hands of monsters at the risk of her own life." The daughter of the Lieutenant General. I am quite curious today, and asked me to bring you there at a grand event in a few days."

Minamoto Kakiki: "Tell me bro, you're lying to me."

"How could I deceive you." Yuan Guang said, "I heard that you are a master of piano skills, and I want to hear you play the piano."

Yuan Dongshi turned her head, she wanted to bang her head on the pole, could she deceive the public that she would not be able to play the piano because of her brain damage?

Every spring, when the cherry blossoms are in full bloom in the palace, there will be a cherry blossom festival. At that time, the blue sky is clear, the sun is shining, and the willow trees by the pool are still sprouting new buds. Cherry petals, talking and laughing at Yan Yanjian, are full of vitality of warm spring.

Now this feast is because the maple trees in the palace are full of red branches, and the nobles in Beijing love maple leaves as much as cherry blossoms, and this year's maple leaves are red earlier than in previous years. A grand party was held in the palace, with singing and dancing entertainment.The emperor also likes to be lively, so he gave an order to let Yale Liao prepare early.

And this grand event, more than six officials and their family members can participate, which makes all the noble ladies in Beijing overjoyed. A nobleman who heard about their looks and talents came to visit. Now that there is a grand gathering in the palace, they can not only compare with other ladies whose twelve single patterns are more beautiful, but also watch Qinghai Wave Dance, and see the most popular in Beijing. Your son's demeanor.

Therefore, from a long time ago, the topic of the noble ladies is no longer the legendary Ji Junyuan Dongshi, but what color and pattern of clothes they should wear on the day of the event. The clothes prepared by the girls, came back and said that the clothes prepared by Bichi from so-and-so’s house were exactly the same as the lady’s, and they must follow suit, and then a group of women started a new topic in their yard.

For this grand event, Yuan Dongshi refused.

On the one hand, she really didn't want to sit on such an occasion with her chest up and her head up for nearly a day. On the other hand, she felt that watching the handsome man Yuanguang and the head general doing yoga was really eye-catching.

However, on the day of the grand event, she was still grabbed by Ben-kun and Xiao Shibubu from under the quilt to dress up, seeing layers of clothes piled up on her body, until she struggled to climb onto the oxcart with the songfuqin in her arms, did she After reacting, she put on the legendary twelve singles.

Going out in a dozen sheets, she was devastated.

The ox cart set off from Ertiao Road, and after a short walk, it came to Gongcheng Gate, also known as Suzaku Gate. Ziji and Yuan Dongshi were in the same cart, and when they heard the attendants outside the car mentioned Suzaku Gate, they couldn't help being curious. , Open the curtain a little with a juniper fan, and look with your head.

Yuan Dongshi was listless under the heavy weight of the twelve bills, and had no intention of looking at the legendary exquisite and luxurious gate. He propped his forehead with his hands, and then listened to Zi Ji saying from the side: "It is said that the three Boya people are here This is how I got Ye Er's ghost flute after fighting with the ghost flute from Suzaku Gate."

Listening to what she said, Yuan Dongshi became more interested, and said: "There is a ghost of Zhuquemen in Zhuquemen, there are so many gates in Beijing, is there a ghost under every gate?"

Zi Ji blinked, and said, "I'm going to ask the adults in Yinyang Liao about this."

After the ox carts and chariots pass through the Suzaku Gate, you will see Tibetans in samurai attire standing on both sides. The tasseled crowns cast a shadow on their foreheads, and their eyes cannot be seen clearly. They wear Taidao at their waists. With a bow and arrow on his back, he looks extremely mighty.The front of the road is the Zichen Palace. Yuan Dongshi is far away, but you can still see the corners of his eyes flying up, and seeing his extraordinary momentum, even Zi Ji couldn't help holding his breath.On both sides of Suzaku Avenue, there are zigzagging corridors leading to the halls in the inner palace. At this time, most of the corridors are filled with palace people rushing past with trays in their hands. Shuttle inside, it seems to be more life.

Yuan Dongshi got out of the car, and under the guidance of the palace servants, went from the Corridor to the West Wing of Qingliang Hall, where the event was held.

The Qingliang Hall has white tiles and white walls, a very typical Tang-style building. Now the maple trees in the hall are all red and full of branches, and they look extraordinarily beautiful against the blue sky with only a few wisps of thin clouds floating behind the eaves.Yuan Dongshi walked on the corridor, looked at the red maple trees in the courtyard, and heard the palace man leading the way say: "This year's maple trees are red earlier than in previous years, especially the ones in Qingliang Palace."

Yuandong Persimmon nodded, although autumn has already entered, but now the maple leaves are indeed turning red earlier.

She took Ziji's hand and went up to several tents, and sat down leaning on the zizi. Bian Jun followed after holding the qin, and the bamboo curtains in front of her fell down immediately, and the people in several tents could only look out through the bamboo curtains. sober.

At this time, there are many people outside the tent, most of them are the noble ladies who came to participate in the grand event, most of them are wearing brightly colored twelve singles, Yuan Dongshi looked a little dazzled through the bamboo curtain, so he lowered his head and held up She took a sip from the teacup on the twig, at this moment, she suddenly heard a commotion outside the bamboo curtain, and several women exclaimed in low voices: "Wow? Is that the Daoist Master!"

Daoist?

Yuan Dongshi squinted to look outside, but outside the bamboo curtain, there were still women's twelve single suits passing by, and he couldn't see anything else.

And the women who stood a few tents away were still saying: "Although Master Daoist is only 16 years old, he is also very handsome. Maybe in a few years, we will be able to see his dancing posture of Qing Haibo at the Sakura Festival!"

Yuan Dongshi put the tea bowl on the teacup, turned to ask Mr. Bian, and said, "Apart from your son, do all the noble ladies in Ping'an Jing have other dream lovers?"

Mr. Bian shook his sleeves and poured tea for Yuan Dongshi and Zi Ji, and said: "What they are talking about should be the fifth son of the Taizheng Minister and Master of the Family, Master Daoist." She thought for a while, and said, " It is said that he is only 16 years old after autumn, but he is extremely handsome, not inferior to the son back then."

Gentoshi nodded, the son of the Grand Minister Fujiwara Kane, it seems that he is indeed the Fujiwara Michijo who developed the Fujiwara clan to its peak.

She was about to ask something more, when suddenly she heard a woman from a few tents say: "Who is that behind Master Daoist? Although he looks a bit vicious, he is also extremely handsome?"

Yuan Dongshi also thought, how can ferocity be connected with handsomeness, and then heard another woman say: "He, after Genji Saga, came from the riverside, it is said that he is an extremely powerful warrior, not even ghosts. Dare to get close, I am currently working under the master of the Kanjia family, and it should be to protect the master of Taoism, and the name seems to be... Yuan Laiguang?"

Minamoto Raikou?

Yuan Dongshi was stunned for a moment, but heard another female room say: "It is said that Miss Dongshi, who was named Zao Jingzhong a while ago, is also the descendant of Genji Saga. Does it have anything to do with this Raikou-sama?"

"One is a powerful onmyoji, the other is a powerful samurai, and they can kill monsters. And that Miss Dongshi traveled thousands of miles from Gele Mountain and came to Kyoto to find relatives."

"Will it be..."

"Could it be the long-lost brother and sister?!"

Yuan Dongshi: "..."

Zi Ji looked up at Yuan Dongshi: "Sister Dongshi, is that Yuan Laiguang really your long-lost brother?"

Yuanfuyu Persimmon: "Not really."

However, a few accounts are still going on--

"This Laiguang-sama looks to be in his 20s, but we have never seen that Miss Dongshi. What if he is only in his teens?"

"Could it be..."

"Will it be..."

"Could it be the father and daughter who have been separated for many years?"

……

Yuan Dongshi: "..."

Ziji continued to look up at Yuan Dongshi: "Sister Dongshi, that Yuan Laiguang..."

"Not at all." Yuan Dongshi had no expression on his face, but actually felt like crying in his heart.