The Villain Has Blackened Again

Mencius took two sips and put the teacup back on the table, sighing helplessly, I have really suffocated you these days, so I'll let you go.

Thank you Master, Master is so nice!

The teacup Meng Ziyi had just put back on the table was picked up by him again, and the thin lips that lightly held the edge of the teacup rose slightly.

As the shop assistant said, it didn't take long for the storyteller to reappear in the center of the teahouse. He stood on a wooden table with a wooden table on it and a wake-up wood on the table.

The old man folded his fists at everyone, I just told a story about selling women for glory, and now I will tell you about some anecdotes in Jinxiang City. I think many outsiders in the audience have heard of it. The Chrysanthemum Prince Election and Chrysanthemum Appreciation Conference in Jinxiangcheng in two days...

Nanxun listened with relish.

In order to make her hear more clearly, Meng Ziyi held her scabbard waist and erected her.

Jinxiangcheng is famous for its chrysanthemums. It is said that this chrysanthemum boy election and chrysanthemum viewing meeting have existed for hundreds of years and are an old tradition. The Chrysanthemum Appreciation Conference is held by several local families. On the day, various chrysanthemums will be displayed for people to enjoy, and there will be activities such as viewing chrysanthemums and writing poems. If you do well, you can get a lot of silver.

As for the election of the chrysanthemum son, it is said that it was because someone dreamed of the chrysanthemum fairy. The chrysanthemum fairy is very fond of talented people, and she is willing to choose a young talent to drink tea and discuss poetry with.

Later, there was the Chrysanthemum boy election. Slowly, the election of the chrysanthemum boy and the chrysanthemum appreciation conference were combined. In addition to the ordinary chrysanthemum viewers, a special poetry and lyric evaluation was set up in the chrysanthemum appreciation conference. Young master, however, literary talent is not everything, you have to be handsome, otherwise how can you be worthy of the title of this chrysanthemum son?

That is the person who wants to meet the chrysanthemum fairy. If she is ugly but ugly, the chrysanthemum fairy will not show up.

Appreciate chrysanthemums during the day, write poems, and choose chrysanthemums. At night, the chrysanthemums will go to the chrysanthemum platform surrounded by chrysanthemums alone.

On the chrysanthemum high platform, cakes and tea have been prepared, and a soft couch is placed next to it for the chrysanthemum boy to rest.

...It is said that many years ago, there was a prince who visited this place privately in a micro-clothing. He became very prosperous and wrote several poems. In addition, the prince was young and handsome, and he was elected as the chrysanthemum boy of that year. This prince heard about the chrysanthemum fairy. I just thought it was absurd, but it didn't break the old rules handed down from Jinxiang City, so I climbed the chrysanthemum high platform, and guess what?

The storyteller Lao Wu said that he suddenly knocked on the Xingmu on the table, and the tea-drinking officials didn't even bother to drink the tea, and waited for the next sentence.

Meng Ziyi felt amused when he noticed the scabbard in his hand pushing forward.

Does it sound so good? He felt that what Xiao Hualing told him was more vivid.

After the storyteller Lao Wu succeeded in attracting attention, he continued: At first, the handsome prince didn't believe in any chrysanthemum fairy, so he drank a cup of tea, and when he looked up, there was a woman in yellow sitting across from him. That woman's skin is snow-matched, flawless, beautiful and refined, she is truly a goddess! The lord was fascinated by the sight, and then the lord and the chrysanthemum fairy sipped tea and discussed poems, admired the moon and flowers, and spent a whole night of spring supper together. .

Everyone has their own opinions on what this night of spring supper means. It could be drinking tea, discussing poetry, admiring the moon and spending the night, or it could be... doing something else.

If you can really spend the spring night with the gods, tsk, this life will be worth it.

No wonder so many people want to be in front of the chrysanthemum boy.

Nan Xun swept around the teahouse, there were quite a few young sons, some shook their heads and laughed when they heard this, but they obviously didn't believe it, while others were half-believing and eager to try.

After the story was told, the tea in the cup was cold, and Meng Ziyi paid the money and left the teahouse with the little demon who was still unfinished.

Master, I originally wanted you to participate in the Chrysanthemum Young Master election, but after hearing this story, I don't want to.

Why? Mencius asked.

Because I want to have a spring breeze with Fairy Chrysanthemum, I don't want Master to have a spring breeze with others.

Meng Ziyi suddenly felt teasing, and asked with a light smile, If there really is a chrysanthemum fairy, why not?

Why? Is it because Fairy Chrysanthemum is beautiful?

Mencius Yi nodded solemnly, Yes.

Nan Xun wasn't angry, and his voice raised his voice proudly, Then what if I tell the master that I am more beautiful than a fairy? Would the master be willing to take the spring breeze with me?

Meng Ziyi's brows twitched, and he suddenly felt that he was teasing too much, especially Xiao Hualing's smug and solemn tone, which made him feel a little... at a loss for a while, and a strange feeling ran through his heart.

I was just joking, there are differences between human beings and fairies, and there are also differences between human beings and monsters. Mencius said sternly, correcting the mistake just now.

Nan Xun asked: Master, I know that there are differences between human beings and fairies, and there are differences between human beings and monsters, but does this affect the spring breeze once? It's not that we want to spend the rest of our lives together.

Mencius:  …

He took a breath and explained seriously: Aren't you full of poetry and books? Then you should know the three obediences and four virtues of women, and, I told you before to love yourself, you took my words off your ears?

Nan Xun said puzzled: Master, I didn't disobey Master's words, I just... Does what I said have anything to do with this? Of course, I know the three obediences and four virtues of women. Husband and husband die and obey the son, and the four virtues refer to women's virtue, women's words, women's appearance, and women's merit. But Master, I don't have a father, so I can only seek marriage by myself.

Meng Ziyi pursed his thin lips, his face was stern, and he spoke earnestly and earnestly: Xun Xun, women should be from the beginning to the end, and don't say anything about the spring breeze in the future. After a short pause, he added: I can't even think about it.

Nan Xun thought about it for a while, and suddenly asked, Does the master want me to be a biological child like a mortal?

She lowered her voice, But, would anyone want to marry me? I'm not a human being, people can't marry me, I will never pretend to be a mortal to let a mortal marry me, and the master also said that there are differences between human and monster. As for monsters, The monsters don't pay attention to what they are from the beginning, they have spent a few times with the male beast in the estrus period before they have changed their shape.

Master, you say, where can I find such a good man?

Meng Ziyi's expression changed a few times, and in the end there was only silence.

Nan Xun pretended to smile lightly, Since I know it's impossible to get the kind of happiness I want, is it wrong to find someone to spring for a spring breeze? Maybe I've tried it once and it's fine, so I really don't think about those feelings. In the future, you can concentrate on your cultivation. If you are lucky, you may become an immortal in a thousand years.

At that time, was the master still there?