Chapter 46 The Sound of Books

"You all go down." Xue Chongxun stood at the door and said to the servants who were lanterns beside him.

"Yes." Everyone bent down and saluted and responded in unison.

Xue Chongxun reached out and gently pushed open the carved wooden door. What he saw was a headlight stand with at least dozens of candles lit up to illuminate the room. The room was decorated in luxurious and exquisite manner, which made Xue Chongxun feel a little uncomfortable, because compared with the elegant and elegant arrangement in his mansion, this place looks like a boudoir. Is it also his own home in his mother's mansion?

He had never thought so before, but his mother moved him tonight and felt warm in his heart, as if the wanderer had returned to his hometown.

He lifted his robe, crossed the threshold, and walked into the room. There was a bead curtain hanging in the north, and there was a woman inside. The carved window curtain curtain, the bead curtain and the incense tripod, and there was a beauty inside. This scene made Xue Chongxun feel very happy and couldn't help but chant: "The beauty rolled up the bead curtain and sat deep in frown eyebrows. But when she saw the tears wet, she didn't know who she hated..."

This poem was written by Li Bai, but now Li Bai is only about ten years old and should not be able to write such poems. Xue Chongxun chanted it first with a bit of a spoof, but it would be no big problem if it was not spread.

When she opened the bead curtain, she saw the woman wearing a robe skirt. Her mother said she was called Cheng Ting. She stood there with her head down, but she was not crying like the poem. Her robe skirt was light-colored and covered her body tightly, but it was not as tempting as a semi-open silk skirt in the hall.

I don’t know if the clothes on her were too ordinary, but when Xue Chongxun saw her for the first time, he didn’t feel amazing, but when he looked at her a few more times, he soon found that the woman had a unique temperament. She was gentle and peaceful, just like the eldest sister next door I liked when I was a child, kind and gentle. When she saw her, Xue Chongxun couldn’t help but think of the bluestone alley in the town, the oil paper umbrella in the mist and rain, and other faint beautiful things.

"Raise your head and let me see." Xue Chongxun walked over and sat on the edge of the bed.

Cheng Ting had to raise her head, but she didn't look at Xue Chongxun. She looked elsewhere, not knowing whether she was shy, afraid, or disgusted. She had a goose-shaped face, just like her temperament, gentle and subtle.

Xue Chongxun had been in the door for a while, but he didn't hear her silence. This silence made him feel a little embarrassed. Even Pei Niang, the girl who was serving him, would chatter and say some nonsense at home... She just did it without saying anything? He suddenly felt a little bored.

Xue Chongxun was too lazy to pay attention to her. Although she was born in a good family from the Cheng family, the Cheng family has disappeared and left the power stage. What's the point of being noble?

He then took off his clothes and complained, "It's better to get a maid in and serve me."

"What's the difference between me and a maid?" Cheng Ting finally said something, hesitated for a moment, then walked up to her and stretched out her hand to untied Xue Chongxun's clothes.

Because she was lifting Xue Chongxun's belt, when Xue Chongxun raised her head, she happened to see her side face and ears. A few strands of hair fell off her fair ears, which looked particularly beautiful against her jade-like ears. Xue Chongxun smelled a faint fragrance that was floating from her.

He smiled and said, "I thought I had chosen a mute."

Cheng Ting stopped talking again and did her own thing silently. After serving Xue Chongxun to bed, she began to take off her outer shirt. At this moment, Xue Chongxun suddenly saw a large drop of crystal tears dripping from her big eyes, dripping onto her white naked shoulders that had just been exposed, and then disappeared... It was like a drop of water dripping into the lake and quickly turned into a color.

The smile on Xue Chongxun's face disappeared bit by bit and he said in a daze: "Why are you crying? Don't want to serve me?"

Cheng Ting smiled bitterly and choked and said, "I am willing, why don't I, it will be like this sooner or later. I am fortunately not too late..."

Xue Chongxun said, "Don't take it off, there is a bed opposite, so you can sleep there."

Cheng Ting looked at Xue Chongxun's black face with tears in her eyes and said, "Why, did I cry and influence my husband's elegance? Do you regret it?"

"What do I regret?" Xue Chongxun said casually.

Cheng Ting said: "There were so many beautiful women in the palace for you to choose from, and you must regret why you chose me."

Xue Chongxun shook his head and sighed: "You don't have to worry about these things. I won't sue you. OK... I'm not so tolerant of everyone. You remind me of a friend and I can't bear it for a moment. Go to bed and stop crying."

Cheng Ting seemed to be no longer sad after hearing this, and wiped away her tears with her sleeves. This action was very cute and cute. She was not a pretentious girl. She asked curiously: "Why did I remind my husband of that friend? Are there any similarities?"

Xue Chongxun happened to be in a better mood tonight and was more patient. He sat cross-legged on the bed and patted the edge of the bed: "Sit down, I'll tell you her story."

Cheng Ting was stunned for a moment. Realizing that Xue Chongxun was afraid to resist her, and there was nothing to worry about, she sat on the edge of the bed.

Xue Chongxun thought and said, "Her name is Meng Xiaoyu, she is a brothel singer..." He asked how Meng Xiaoyu helped Xiao Heng get the Jinshi exam, how infatuated, how she waited hard, but what she had been waiting for was a glass of poisonous wine.

After the story was finished, both of them sat on the bed and were silent for a long time. Finally, Xue Chongxun broke the silence and shook his head and said, "Xiaoyu is so stupid, even more stupid than Du Shiniang."

Cheng Ting lowered her head and asked in a low voice: "Who is Du Shiniang? Is she also a singing girl? The man is so romantic and unruly."

Du Shiniang is indeed a singing girl... But Xue Chongxun seemed to be unable to know her. He couldn't explain it, so he smiled and said, "I remembered a song about Du Shiniang. I taught you, and you sang it to me."

... "At the night under the lonely lamp, I was sitting alone in the cabin. I was in the cabin, and I was waiting for my husband. Suddenly, someone called Du Shiniang outside the window. I held my hand and looked around. Why didn't I see my husband... My husband, are you so bored? If you are so bored, tell me, Ten Niang, I will relieve your sorrows; My husband, do you miss your parents; If you miss your parents, tell me, Ten Niang, I will go back to your hometown with you..."

While singing, Cheng Ting actually burst into tears. The woman was indeed made of water. After singing the song, she suddenly threw herself on Xue Chongxun's shoulder and burst into tears. She wriggled and made Xue Chongxun's white underwear wet, and it was cold to touch her skin.

Xue Chongxun patted her shoulder gently and comforted her: "Okay, okay, crying so sadly is just a song."

Cheng Ting choked and said, "Is Du Shiniang real in this song?"

Xue Chongxun pondered and said, "I haven't seen it with my own eyes. Others say it's true, and I haven't seen it before... Okay, we don't know her, so don't care. I'm a little tired, go to bed, you sleep on the bed opposite."

Cheng Ting let go of Xue Chongxun. Seeing that his clothes were wet with her cry, her face suddenly turned red, she stood up and said, "I'll get a piece of clothes and change it to the husband."

When she lowered her head and took off Xue Chongxun's underwear, Xue Chongxun's nose almost touched her hair, and she immediately smelled a scent of spice. He had always mistakenly thought it was feminine.

At this time, Cheng Ting saw the gauze on Xue Chongxun's chest, and hurriedly raised her head and said, "Isn't it okay?" Xue Chongxun shook her head: "I was shot by someone and almost lost my life, but now it's okay." Her fingers gently slid over Xue Chongxun's strong chest muscles, and her face turned red again.

During dinner, Xue Chongxun drank a lot of wine. At this time, his eyelids were fighting. He really didn't have much thought when he was tired. After changing clothes, he pulled the quilt and covered his head and fell asleep. Within a stick of incense, he snored softly and didn't care about Cheng Ting's actions.

Cheng Ting looked at the bed opposite Xue Chongxun just now, then looked back at Xue Chongxun's quiet face. He was sleeping soundly, but she was not sleepy at all.

As she looked at it, she couldn't help but stretch out her hand and gently placed it on Xue Chongxun's face. His face was a little dark, but his two sword eyebrows were fluttering and heroic, his nose was high, and his lips were thick. The more Cheng Ting looked at it, he felt that this man was becoming more and more pleasing to him.

...Cheng Ting herself didn't know how she fell asleep. When she woke up, she found that she was covered with a quilt but she didn't take off her clothes. She was lying on the bed with her. She hurriedly got up and found that the bed was Xue Chongxun's bed, and he was gone. Cheng Ting felt sad. She didn't know what was going on. It was just a man she had met for the first time, and she would not be able to meet again in the future. The status was too disparity.

Unexpectedly, at this moment, a magnificent sound of reading suddenly came from outside the door: "Duke Xiao of Qin took the solid foundation of the Wuhan, and he was in the land of Yongzhou. The king and his ministers held their guards to see the Zhou chamber. They swept the world, covered the world, encompassed the four seas, and swallowed the eight wildernesses. At that time..."

Isn't this Xue Lang's voice? Before he left, Cheng Ting hurriedly found a comb, sat in front of the bronze mirror, combing her messy black hair. After sorting out her posture, she walked out the door and saw Xue Chongxun standing on a stone bridge on a stream, reading aloud.

After a while, after reading the Qin Lun, he put down the book, walked a few steps with his hands behind his back, sometimes tilting his head to sigh, sometimes tilting his head to ponder, not knowing what he was thinking.

Cheng Ting walked slowly over and said softly behind him: "The land of Guanzhong is like the head of a divine dragon, the ridge of China. According to Guanzhong, Guanzhong, Hedong, and Henan, the powerful soldiers in his hands, can control the world, so the capital of our Tang Dynasty is located in Chang'an, with the land of the Qin people as the foundation."

After hearing this, Xue Chongxun turned around, looked at her in surprise, and couldn't help but say, "I've got some insight... Ah, I almost forgot that you are from the Cheng family, haha."

"The knowledge of the husband makes the husband laugh." Cheng Ting lowered her head and asked, "Are you hungry?"

"You said that, you're so hungry. Let's have a meal first." Xue Chongxun smiled.
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