Chapter 2945 Don’t ride the wind (12)

In Chapter 23 of A Dream of Red Mansions, Jia Yuanchun, the concubine of the Yuan Dynasty, has returned to the palace at this time. Jia Zheng is busy carving words on the millstone of the Grand View Garden. Jia Zhen is busy supervising the work. The "adults" are busy, so no one cares about Baoyu, so

The book boy Mingyan went outside and got some banned books.

The elders asked him to be literate in order to read the Four Books and Five Classics. Even Yuanchun was selected to be a female historian in the palace because of his virtuous and filial piety, not Feiyan. Hede was good at singing and dancing, and the poems he wrote were dignified, not like these miscellaneous books.

Charming and frivolous.

But Baoyu was with the girls in the Grand View Garden, and they didn't shy away from him when they were sitting or sleeping. They didn't understand Baoyu's troubles at all. When he saw the book Mingyan brought, he regarded it as a treasure. Although he was ignorant, he also knew that it was a bit too vulgar.

The books could not be brought into the yard and could only be read secretly when no one was around. Books such as "Huizhen Ji" were taken to the Qinfang Gate Bridge and read carefully on a stone under the peach blossoms.

This book tells the story of Zhang Sheng and Cui Yingying. Just when they saw the "array of falling reds", a gust of wind blew down most of the peach blossoms from the tree, and fell on Baoyu's book and body like rain.

Baoyu shook the flower off, but he was afraid that it would be trampled by his footsteps, so he had to pick up the petals, came to the edge of the pool, and poured it into the pool. The petals floated on the water and flowed out of the Qinfang Gate.

That scene reminded her of "Poetry on Red Leaves". Shangyang Palace faces Luoshui to the south and the Forbidden Garden to the north. It has beautiful scenery and countless maids. In the eyes of outsiders, it is a place like a fairyland on earth.

But this place is just one of the prisons where thousands of palace ladies live a miserable life. During the Kaiyuan and Tianbao years, the total number of palace ladies in various places exceeded 40,000, and they entered the palace at the age of sixteen until they turned into gray-haired women.

The old woman has never seen what Xuanzong looked like.

At that time, Emperor Ming of the Tang Dynasty only favored Yang Yuhuan, and the six palaces had no color, let alone the maids of Shangyang Palace. These maids wrote poems on the red leaves, letting them flow out of the palace walls with the flowing water like the peach blossoms.

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Once in the deep palace, spring never comes every year. I talk about a leaf and send it to my lover.

If someone picked it up and planned to reply, he would also find a red leaf and go to the upper reaches of the flowing water, so that it could flow into the palace wall along the water. It is not known which palace maid got it.

Baoyu was looking there when he heard someone talking. When he turned around, he saw Daiyu holding a flower hoe.

The Cui surname used to be one of the five surnames. Daiyu buried the flowers because she didn't want them to fly into ordinary people's homes like the "Wang Xietang Qianyan". Who knows whether that family's place was dirty and smelly, but instead ruined these flowers.

Baoyu was a flower protector and gave those flowers freedom, but he could not protect them either.

If the singing girl in Pipa is likened to duckweeds, then why don’t these flowers drift with the tide just like duckweeds?

The reason why Daiyu is not as popular as Baochai is because she is noble and a bit unworldly. She wants to come and leave cleanly. When she saw Baoyu reading a book, Baoyu hurriedly

He said that he was reading "The Doctrine of the Mean" and "The Great University". If it had been someone else, Baoyu, he might have generously shown it to him. Later, Daiyu saw through his trick, and Baoyu confessed honestly, and the two of them started reading the book together.

When Pomona came to the Potions classroom, Severus was sitting with his back to the door reading. She tiptoed over and covered his eyes with her hands.

"Don't read it!" she threatened. "You accepted other people's books and ended up reading them yourself?"

"Look carefully." He said coldly.

Pomona saw that the book in his hand was actually a magic book that was very profound at first glance, so she let go of her hand.

He put the book on the table, stood up, and looked down at her with a sense of oppression.

"What are you here for?"

"Why are you here?" Pomona said, her eyes looking everywhere. "Where are those magazines you searched for?"

"I burned it," he said.

"I don't believe it." Pomona said. She searched everywhere in the potions classroom, and finally found them next to the gargoyles washing experimental equipment. Next to them was a silver cauldron containing the still smoking magic potions.

medicine.

"What is this?" Pomona asked, pointing to the silver cauldron. She rarely saw Snape use it to make potions.

"Veritaserum." He said with a stiff face.

Pomona stuck out her tongue and looked at the crucible. There were seven invisible feathers floating in the crimson liquid.

"These are the feathers of a soundless bird, I guess." Pomona said, "But I remember that they need to be heated and stirred."

"What on earth are you going to do?" he said coldly.

Pomona felt a little unhappy and randomly found a book from the collected books.

This is actually a women's magazine, which talks about how to wear clothes, but these photos have another interpretation in the eyes of adolescent boys.

She flipped through it for a while, and finally found "Each Issue of Divination", which talked about the "monthly fortune" of each constellation, but that was several months ago.

"Is there anything you particularly like, Severus?" Pomona asked, looking at the magazine. "Don't you feel anything when you see these photos?"

He was so angry that he snatched the magazine away.

"Hey~" she complained.

"It's time for you to go." He said expressionlessly.

"Why?"

"I'm not good at making friends." He said coldly and walked away carrying the cauldron containing the truth serum.

"It's not the first day I've met you." She followed him and said, "I think you are a good friend."

He placed the Veritaserum on the table with a thud and kept staring at it.

"What are you doing?" Pomona asked.

"Observe." He said silently.

"You're going to keep staring at it until it turns dark purple?" Pomona asked.

He didn't speak.

Although she felt bored, Pomona still found a place to sit and wait with him.

Of course, it would be better if he could return the magazine to her and she could read it while waiting.

She was so bored that she waited for two or three minutes, and then she thought that she could also watch the color change of the potion. It was forming a purple-red color similar to Tyrian purple, which was very obvious under the support of the silver crucible.

"You are blocking my light." Severus said coldly.

Pomona sat down again and looked at the bottles and jars containing terrifying potion ingredients.

"Is the Invisible Beast tincture really brewed by the Invisible Beast?" Pomona asked.

"Tsk." He threatened, as if to tell her not to speak.

"Give me the magazine and I won't bother you anymore," she said in a bad temper.

Then he threw the crumpled magazine back to her.

Pomona looked at the models who suddenly had a lot of wrinkles and felt a little shocked.

"How old are you Severus?" Pomona asked.

"I gave you the magazine." He said coldly, looking at the crucible.

"I'm over 30!" Pomona yelled.

He was stunned for a moment and turned his gaze to her, his expression as surprised as hers.

"How old do you think you are?" Severus asked.

She felt that not long ago she was wearing school uniform and wandering around the castle at night.

"Oh, Merlin." she said excitedly, "I'm actually so old!"

"I don't think you need to worry. You have returned to your original self and you look less than 20 years old." Severus said.

She didn't feel too happy, and Li Wei looked very young.

But she didn't want to live in isolation like him, getting old inexplicably without even having a single relationship, just like the maids in the palace walls.

Then she burst into tears.

She cried so sadly, but he still ignored her and focused on the pot of potion.

From a certain perspective, he is as "dumb" as those boys who are passionate about Quidditch.

So she "relied on her own" and pushed him twice.

"What?" he asked angrily.

"Hug me!" Pomona said with a cry.

But he didn't intend to pay attention to her, and looked down at the crucible again.

What should we do at this time? Turn the blame on him? Or leave on our own?

She was so spineless that she leaned over and put her head on his shoulder. This time he didn't refuse.

Then they stood in this awkward posture for a while, until he felt that the color of the liquid was correct, so he took the feathers of the Silent Bird out of it and washed them with clean water.

The blue feathers turned white, as if the blue paint had been bleached.

She still didn't understand what he was doing. At this time, he had already put the boiled veritaserum on the shelf of mature potions.

"After one lunar cycle, it will become transparent." Severus said at this time, "I am studying the difference between the beginning of the full moon and the beginning of the new moon."

"Because of this, you didn't go to dinner?" Pomona asked. "Do you want to follow me to the kitchen, or just eat here?"

"Is this why you came here to ask me this?" he asked again, his tone less aggressive than before.

"I want the resurrection agent and the regeneration agent. Toots sells them too expensively. How about you decipher his secret formula?" Pomona said, "You know, Carter hooked up with Mrs. Pince in order to find this formula."
To be continued...