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

Not long after, all the distinguished guests came together. The Tang musicians from Yaleliao sat down and played the flute. Lieutenant General Fujiwara Junpei, with their backs facing each other, began to dance slowly to the music.

Yuan Dongshi has no interest in the matter of two men dancing yoga together. She leans on the twig and closes her eyes for a nap, and next to her ear is the gag music that she doesn't quite understand played by the flute and 筚篥, Ben-kun Sitting behind the bamboo curtains, the Xiaoshibu and Xiao Shibu peeped carefully at the scene outside the curtains through the gaps, and then broadcast live to Yuandong Persimmon and Ziji in several tents from time to time.

"The young master is familiar with the dance steps. I heard some women in the tents next to him lament that the young master is really a gift from heaven and man. The whole audience is inferior to him."

As soon as the Xiaoshibu finished speaking, he heard Mr. Bian say again: "The young lady next to me sent her maid out of the hall. The hibiscus outside the Qingliang Hall has not yet withered, so she must have asked the maid to pick a few blooming flowers and wanted to write a poem. , give it to the son."

Yuan Dongshi curled his lips: "You know this."

"That's not true." Bian Jun said.

While she was talking, someone suddenly walked slowly in front of the bamboo curtain, knelt down, and asked softly: "Excuse me, is this the account of Ms. Dongshi from Ertiaoyuan?"

Yuan Dongshi looked at Mr. Bian, Mr. Bian blinked, and replied: "Exactly, may I ask who you are?"

"This is Izumi-kun, the housewife of the Horikawa mansion, who was entrusted by the master to bring a letter and present it to Miss Dongshi." The woman outside the curtain said, and took a letter tied to a tree hibiscus branch from under the bamboo curtain. Handed over.

Gentoshi was still a little strange, and Koshikibu whispered in her ear: "The Horikawa residence is the residence of the Minister of the Taizheng, Kane-sama."

Fujiwara Kane?

Yuan Dongshi shook his head and said, "I have nothing to do with the Minister of the Taizheng."

"This letter was not written by Mr. Jianjia, but was entrusted by Mr. Daoist." The woman outside the curtain said.

Mr. Fujiwara?That's even more impossible.

Gentoshi received the letter and took the letter paper off the hibiscus flower branch. It was a piece of Nadeshiko-colored Mutsu paper, which was very harmonious with the color of the hibiscus branch that was still in its prime, and there was a hint of incense on the paper. , It was not intentionally infected, it is estimated that it was infected by people who have been carrying it on their bodies for a long time.

She opened the letter paper, and there was only a paragraph scribbled on it:

Going away and sending each other off are the same here.

Relatives and friends, strangers, meet each other before Banguan.

Gentoshi stared at the letter for a long time before realizing that this was a waka composed by Chanmaru, a well-known lute player in the Heian Dynasty. Later generations of Noh also have the ballad "Cammaru", which tells the story of Chanmaru and his sister meeting by chance in Aizaka.

Zi Ji thought it was the courtship letter from the nobleman, so she leaned over to read it, stared at it for a long time, and then said, "I don't understand."

Yuan Dongshi put down the letter paper, a little confused: "I don't understand either."

If it was written in Yuan Yeping's waka, she could barely use it as a courtship letter, but what's the point of writing Chanmaru's waka, could it be that she really has a younger brother whom she hasn't seen for thousands of years?

At this time, the gala music outside the curtain also stopped, and the two well-dressed aristocrats left the scene. The Emperor presents a song.

The female room outside the curtain, Mr. Izumi, asked Yuan Dongshi if he had any reply, and after getting a negative answer, he left. Yuan Dongshi put the letter paper aside, and was about to change his position to continue sleeping when he suddenly heard a clear voice from outside the curtain. Male voice: "I present a song "Red Leaf Stalking" to the Lord from Yuan Boya, the three imperial court officials of the next empress."

Yuan Dongshi glanced outside the curtain, and the Xiaoshibu became excited: "The three boys from Boya are playing flute music! Maybe they will use the flute named Ye Er!"

Yuan Dongshi is also interested. You must know that Boya is not only the incomprehensible sister-in-law in mobile games, and the overly honest Seimei partner in novels, but also the most famous ga musician in Japan. Dizi, later generations call it "the god of gala music".

She held her breath, and was about to listen to Boya playing the flute, when she suddenly felt a gust of wind blowing up the curtains, she was stunned for a moment, and then heard the wind rushing in from outside the hall, the people outside the curtains were only slightly stunned. Shout out.

"Maple ghost! It's Maple ghost!"

"Protect the Lord!"

For a moment, the entire west chamber of Qingliang Hall fell into chaos. Yuan Dongshi protected Ziji and Bianjun and others behind him, and wanted to pull out the paper talisman from his arms. Suddenly, several bamboo curtains were pulled from the Opening the outside, Yuan Dongshi was stunned for a moment, and saw a man dressed in a black belt, a tasseled crown, and dressed as a samurai. He had a sword around his waist. At this time, the sword had been removed from him The scabbard was pulled out an inch, and the cold light pierced Yuan Dongshi slightly squinting his eyes.

She raised her hand to cover the light of the saber, and went to look at the samurai who broke into several tents, but she happened to be looking at him. The man was about [-] years old, very handsome, but she had seen Yuanguang a lot. Different from the fair-skinned nobleman of Ping'an Jing like him, his complexion is dark and only rough, his eyebrows are swept into his temples recklessly, and his eyes are sharp, like a falcon in hunting.

Before Yuan Dongshi could speak, the small Shibu behind her immediately reacted, picked up the juniper fan from the tree, spread the fan to cover Yuan Dongshi's face, and shouted: "Who are you, how can you be so rude? Broke into Miss Nijoyuan's accounts!"

The samurai looked at Xiao Shibu, and then moved his eyes to Yuan Dongshi, who was stared at by him inexplicably, and was about to speak, when he heard a low, juvenile voice: "Laikou, the wind has stopped, it's okay, Quickly apologize to Miss Dongshi."

Yuan Dongshi followed the sound, and from the corner of the curtain that the warrior raised, he saw a young man dressed in a belt standing behind him. He looks straight, and with his delicate and handsome face, it is extremely pleasing to the eye.

When the warrior heard this, Chaoyuan Dongshi lowered his head, and said in a deep voice: "The situation was urgent just now, and I accidentally offended Miss Dongshi, please forgive me."

His apology was formal, Yuan Dongshi waved his hand embarrassingly, and said with a dry smile, "No problem."

After the two left, Xiaoshibu took down the cypress fan covering Minamoto's face, and said, "The two people just now are Mr. Doozun and Mr. Raimitsu of the Horikawa residence."

Yuan Dongshi nodded, stuffed the paper talisman that was half out of his arms back, and patted the back of Zi Ji who was frightened just now.

After the wind stopped, the palace people quickly went forward to tidy up the scattered items in the hall, while the courtiers in the hall were discussing the strong wind that had just blown up for no reason, and the west chamber of Qingliang Hall was full of noise for a while.

Yuan Dongshi hugged Zi Ji in his arms and softly comforted him, then he heard a calm male voice outside the curtain: "Where is the constitutional protection?"

As soon as this person opened his mouth, the noise in the hall stopped immediately, but no one responded, and after a long time, a trembling voice replied: "Report to the Lord, Lord Baoxian... today I committed a taboo...at home ...can't go out."

The emperor was silent, and said again: "Where is Qingming?"

The trembling voice just now became even more trembling: "Lord Qingming... He also... violated the taboo today... At home..." His voice became smaller and smaller.

Yuan Dongshi couldn't help laughing when he heard that, the boss of Yinyang Liao skipped work every day, these onmyojis are also difficult to do.

The Emperor sighed, probably knowing the temper of those two guys, and said, "Boya..." He just called out Boya's name, then suddenly paused, and asked again, "Guang, didn't you say before that you put that Did the legendary Miss Ji Jun Dongshi also bring the banquet?"

The gloating smile on Yuan Dongshi's face froze instantly.

Yuan Guang outside the curtain replied: "Yes, I brought her here when I went out today."

Zi Ji tugged at Yuan Dongshi's sleeve, Yuan Dongshi tugged at the corner of her mouth, and said: "Report to the Lord, Dongshi is here."

Following the voice, the Emperor walked slowly to Yuan Dongshi's tents. Across the bamboo curtain, he thought for a while and said, "Today's banquet suddenly blew up a demonic wind, so I have to trouble Dongshi to investigate it."

Yuan Dongshi: "..."

She is dumb, can she say no?

Facing the boss, of course he couldn't refuse.

When Yuanfuyu boarded the ox cart back to Erjoin, he sighed deeply.

She lifted up the corner of the car curtain with a cypress fan, turned her head, and looked at the magnificent Suzaku Gate. She felt extremely sad. She put down the curtain and gently rubbed her forehead with her hands. Ji Ze pulled her sleeves and said, "Sister Dongshi, even the lord asked for help from you. You are so powerful. After you find out why this wind blows, you will become even more famous." !"

Yuan Dongshi looked at Zi Ji who was extremely excited, and said sadly: "I don't want to be more famous at all."

In front of more than six courtiers and family members in the hall, Yuan Dongshi refused in his heart to accept this hot potato.

She was thinking about how to get rid of this matter, but suddenly heard a voice from a distance outside the carriage: "Miss Dongshi! Miss Dongshi, please stay!"

The servant pulling the ox cart heard the sound and pulled the ox to a stop. Yuan Dongshi lightly opened a corner of the curtain with a cypress fan, and saw a young servant in Iwai's brown hunting clothes running forward, with his head bowed towards him. A letter was handed over to the car, saying: "This is a gift from my master to Miss Dongshi."

Yuan Dongshi's forehead twitched again, and he spread the juniper fan out of the car, the servant placed the folded letter paper on the fan, saluted Yuan Dongshi again, and trotted back.

Yuan Dongshi retracted the fan, picked up the letter on the fan, and received two letters in one day, which is quite strange.The last time I wrote about my brother meeting my sister, is it going to write about my brother meeting my sister this time?

The letter paper of this letter is different from the previous one, it is gorgeous red plum-colored Mutsu paper, with a strong fragrance on the paper, as if it has been seriously infected by someone before.Yuan Dongshi pinched the corner of the letter paper with his thumb and index finger, kept it away from his nose, and frowned, thinking that this scent was so strong that it almost murdered other people's sense of smell, even if he was writing about brother seeing his sister, it must be a German orthopedic.

Ziji asked curiously, "Sister Dongshi, won't you take it apart and have a look?"

Yuan Dongshi opened the letter paper with disgust on his face. This time, there was no brother meeting his sister, nor brother meeting his sister. Instead, there were a few lines written in a very chic style: lovesickness has long since faded into deep pools.

Ji Jun's beautiful image is still lingering in Zai Xia's heart, and she has learned Tang Guoqin music a few days ago. Tonight, I will invite Ji Jun to come here on the moon, and talk with candles.

Fujiwara Junpei.

Yuan Dongshi: "..."

Zi Ji's eyes widened: "Wow, this time it's really a courtship letter. The chief lieutenant general is coming to visit you at night today, sister Dongshi."

Yuan Dongshi put the letter aside with a stern face: "Oh."

"Sister Dongshi looking forward to it?"

Yuan Dongshi said: "Promise me, Zi Ji, please tell Wei Guang to close the door."

After returning to the house, Yuan Dongshi specially told the demon luthier that if a strange man breaks into her yard, he must change into his awakened appearance to scare the stranger.

The demon luthier stroked the qin, glanced at her, the tune in his hand changed, the candlelight fluttered, and the sound of crows sounded, Yuan Dongshi covered his ears with his hands and shouted: "Papa Qin, you are the most beautiful! You are still as beautiful as a fairy when you are awakened! "

Yuan Dongshi felt like facing an enemy that night, holding the spell in her arms and guarding in front of the curtain. When Fujiwara Junpei came into her room, she would look at him like a lantern ghost and let him know what it was. It was a real talk at night by candlelight, but when she accidentally fell asleep and woke up the next day, the head lieutenant general still hadn't come.

And she didn't know that on this day, the gossip in Ping'an Jing changed to a new topic.

When Lieutenant General Fujiwara Junpei was out at night, he ran into a stunning woman on Suzaku Avenue, and he volunteered to send her home. As a result, after dawn, he and his entourage who went out together were found under the Rashomon.

Several men were unconscious, their clothes were stripped off, all their belongings were taken away, even the ox cart disappeared.

Everyone was saying: "Could it be that there is some chivalrous woman who can't get used to Lieutenant General's romantic behavior and came to punish him?"