Chapter 625 [Hanshi] Left behind in the north, hidden in peach blossoms [6k, please vote for me!]
"Meow~"
At the door of the bookstore, a lame civet cat seemed to be patting a small doll the size of a palm.
This "little doll" has arms and legs, can move, and can spray ink on its face.
The most important thing is that it also comes with a voice effect. Every time it pokes its paw, the "little doll" will immediately play a noisy voice.
Kind of curious and restless.
"Wait a minute, little Rongzi, don't move now. This monster from the Western Regions has a hostage in its hands. Let's not anger it. We have to be careful about the fight... Ouch! Be gentle and don't scratch your face, Brother Demon... Demon Fairy...
…Your Majesty the Demon Saint!”
The little ink spirit fell into the enemy's hands, and its mouth was not idle at all. It directed its own rescue from a distance. The library was filled with its screams that turned into begging for mercy. It changed its name three times in one second.
Breathtaking.
Ouyang Rong had a serious face, and when Li Guo'er saw him turning over books and drinking, he had no intention of moving at all.
Because there is a beautiful hostess with plum blossom makeup on her forehead in the bookstore, she actually does not dare to enter the door or cross the thunder pool. If the little Mo Jing ran fast just now and fell after crossing the threshold, it may have started by now.
Show off your power.
"Meow meow~"
Li Guo'er glanced at the "little black cat" meowing to please her at the door.
She picked up the flask, poured a glass of wine, raised the glass as if she was punishing herself, and asked Ouyang Rong with a half-smile:
"Ouyang Lianghan, why don't you break another leg of this bastard who made a mistake? He doesn't have a long memory and dares to bully the guests. He really deserves to be punished."
Ouyang Rong's face was expressionless.
At the door, on the floor.
Miaosi's chest was so painful from being stepped on that she was about to be stepped back to her original body, the little ink stick, and she was making babbling sounds.
Suddenly, she felt a lightness on her body.
Opening one of her eyes, she immediately saw that "Your Majesty the Demon Saint" who was originally as nimble as a demon and showed his teeth and claws was picked up by Xie Yatou with both hands and moved away from her.
Xie Lingjiang held his soft, hairy abdomen with both hands.
After the latter was picked up in the air, his legs swung weakly in the air, like rowing a boat, looking a little silly and harmless.
"Meow~"
Miao Si had tears in her eyes, but when she saw this scene, she was stunned.
She got up from the ground, patted the dust on her butt, and hurried into the library.
As the little Mo Jing ran, he looked back, his face a little dull.
After a while, she didn't forget to raise her head and looked suspiciously at the sky above everyone's heads, as if she was looking for a familiar scene.
At the door, Xie Lingjiang did not come in. He held his four legs and flew into the air. He had no power to fight back. He took a towel and wiped his furry "little black head".
Miao Si ran to Ouyang Rong's feet, and under Li Guo'er's curious gaze, she skillfully climbed onto his lap.
She raised her hand to poke his chin and said angrily with a straight face:
"Xiao Rongzi, where is your sword? Why don't you protect it?"
Ouyang Rong didn't even look at Miao Si. Before the little Mo Jing could speak again, Li Bao'er raised his sleeves and waved his hand towards the door:
"Thank you, sister, for bringing it in. I don't let it in on weekdays because I'm afraid it will mess up the study and shed cat hair. Now... anyway, the study has to be tidied up again, so it won't lose this little hair."
Xie Ling Jiang Qiao smiled and nodded, after wiping the ink on You Zhong's body, he carried it into the door.
When someone entered the house, it was like a tiger entering its cage. It calmed down and did not dare to bark any more.
However, facing Xie Lingjiang who was very close at hand, it turned around in Xie Lingjiang's arms, adjusted its posture, raised its two paws, and began to step on the breasts.
"Pa bang bang..."
When Miao Si, who was about to launch an attack to investigate Ouyang Rong and rescue him late, saw this, his face was startled.
Little Mo Jing lowered his head, touched his flat chest which was so painful from being stepped on just now, and then looked at Xie Lingjiang's diligent and familiar breast-stepping kind.
She suddenly realized: "So it's stepping on this."
Miao Si touched her chin with her hand and fell into thought:
"Is it possible that His Excellency the Demon Saint is harmless to humans and animals when it comes to those who can step on his breasts, but is vicious to those who cannot be stepped on? Well, that's so weird..."
While she was muttering, she glanced at Li Bao'er and Ouyang Rong's chest next to her.
Ouyang Rong:......
Li Guoer:......??
Ouyang Rong was speechless. He picked up a piece of pastry from the pastry plate on the table and dropped it on the carpet at his feet.
Youzhong, who was exercising in Xie Lingjiang's arms, broke away from her arms with a "swish", jumped up, and rushed to Ouyang Rong's feet.
I rolled my pink tongue and ate the pastry. After eating, I looked around and walked around Ouyang Rong's feet twice.
"Meow~"
He kind of stretched out his head, his kitten face kept rubbing Ouyang Rong's heels.
Ouyang Rong didn't take the cake, he bent down and reached out, touched the furry cat's head, and scratched its ears with two fingers.
"Gulu gulu..."
He kind of squinted his eyes and made a sound of enjoyment from his mouth.
As soon as Ouyang Rong moved his palm, like a mature woman being slapped on the butt, she turned over in a tacit understanding, with her feet in the air, exposing her softest belly to him.
Ouyang Rong kneaded it casually and seemed quite satisfied. He twisted another piece of pastry and threw it at his feet.
It's so cute that it turns over immediately and eats it up in one gulp.
"Meow~meow~"
I saw the "Monster Saint" I originally thought of surrendered at Xiao Rongzi's feet, and at the same time made a very coquettish and flattering meow.
Originally summing up the wonderful idea of breast-stepping rules in a serious manner, the little mouth opened wide and fell into a brief silence.
At this time, Xie Lingjiang walked back and sat next to Ouyang Rong.
Ouyang Rong gave the wonderful idea to Xie Lingjiang.
He went to send some people away.
Miao Si squeezed into Xie Lingjiang's arms, stood on her lap, and looked thoughtfully at the pastry plate in Ouyang Rong's hand.
She pushed aside the obstructive Xie's daughter, Shuoguo, and stood on tiptoes to grab the cakes on the plate.
With a "pop", Ouyang Rong slapped his unclean hand away.
"Xiao Rongzi, you..."
Miao Si rolled her eyes at Ouyang Rong.
She stood on Xie Lingjiang's knees, put one hand on her hips, and pointed to the ground with her head bent on cooking, and said:
"The most annoying one, bar none."
I kind of raised my head and took a look at Miao Si.
Miaosi immediately leaned back, retracted into Xie Lingjiang's arms, and explained: "It's about Xiao Rongzi."
Ouyang Rong touched it and continued to docilely lower his head to cook.
He nodded gently and said:
"Being arrogant at first and then being respectful later makes people laugh when they think about it."
"..."
Xie Lingjiang and Li Guoer looked at each other and smiled. They were two stunning little girls with completely different temperaments, each with their own unique smile.
"Why are you laughing? You are not allowed to laugh. You are not allowed to laugh at me. Xie Yatou. To the little Rongzi, we must share the same hatred of the enemy and the outside world. We must unite, unite, unite!"
Miao Si jumped up and hurriedly covered Xie Lingjiang's mouth. He did not forget to turn his head and shout to Li Bao'er who was smiling and sipping wine:
"Miss Li, you are the same. Don't laugh. You are not far away. If you are bullied by the little rong in the future, no one will help you. We must unite now. We can't let the little rong divide us.
Bullied and miserable..."
puff--!
Li Guo'er couldn't help but cover her chest and sprayed a mouthful of wine on Ouyang Rong's face.
Halfway through Miao Si's words, he suddenly found a red-sleeved hand reaching out and covering its mouth tightly.
But before she could struggle, another jade hand from a man's sleeve stretched out and covered the red-sleeved plain hand in front, as if there was an extra layer of insurance, and they pressed on her mouth.
It was Xie Lingjiang and Li Guoer, and the two girls reached out their hands almost simultaneously.
"Uh huh...huh?" Little Mo Jing opened her eyes wide.
"No nonsense." Xie Lingjiang said with a serious face.
"What nonsense are you talking about, little one?"
Li Guoer lectured with an expressionless face.
Then she turned her head almost silkily to Ouyang Rong, who had wide eyes and touched the water stains on his face, and said in a firm tone:
"I'm sorry, I couldn't help it. Ouyang Lianghan, could you please stop bringing in the idle people and make my princess's study look like a theater?"
Ouyang Rong was teasing the cat, and happened to have another piece of pastry in his hand, ready to be fed to Youzhong.
As a result, the little princess sprayed water on her face.
He froze on the spot, a little confused, touched his face with his hand, lowered his head and saw that it was turbid and yellowish sour water.
Well, warm rice wine is like this.
On the carpet at their feet, someone looked left and right at Ouyang Rong and Li Guo'er, seemingly curious.
"Meow~"
It jumped three times in a row, first jumped onto Ouyang Rong's lap, took the cake in his right hand, then jumped back to the ground, then jumped to the door, with a strong and vigorous posture, and ran away in a flash.
It's a pity that the wonderful ideas can't escape.
The four hands of Xie Lingjiang, Li Baoer, and the two women were covered tightly. This scene looked like two little girls fighting for a doll.
"Eldest brother, are you okay? Just rub it."
Xie Lingjiang quickly handed over a fragrant handkerchief, his pretty face full of concern.
After Li Guo'er apologized, he already had one hand in his arms. When he saw that Xie Lingjiang had taken out the white handkerchief from his sleeve, his expression did not change. He took out the handkerchief, wiped the corners of his mouth, and then aimed his eyes at Miao Si.
Xie Lingjiang was busy wiping away the water stains on his senior brother.
Li Guo'er took Miao Si from Xie Lingjiang's arms.
"Thank you, girl, huh huh..."
Before the little girl in Confucian attire could make a statement, she was directly blocked by Li Bao'er's handkerchief.
With a focused look on her face, Li Guo'er carefully stuffed all the handkerchiefs into Miao Si's tough mouth, leaving no space for her.
"I won't stay in front of Her Highness the Princess next time. This position will be punished."
Ouyang Rong complained while lowering his head to wipe his collar.
Li Guo'er didn't comment, just continued to cover the mouth of the sad little Mo Jing with her beautiful hands, and asked:
"Would you like Cai Shou to find some clothes for you?"
"It's okay, that's it." Ouyang Rong waved his hand: "Where were you talking about?"
"The whereabouts of [Han Shi]." Xie Lingjiang reminded.
Ouyang Rong nodded and said in deep thought:
"As far as I know, Tao Yuanming has a hidden identity, the legendary sword holder of [Han Shi]."
"Tao Yuanming?"
The two women looked at each other in surprise.
The struggling little Mo Jing calmed down and tilted her head slightly, but no one noticed her.
Xie Ling Jiang frowned, while Li Guo'er's eyebrows showed a thoughtful look, and she glanced at Ouyang Rong more.
Xie Lingjiang was curious: "Historical books say that in his later years, he did not give up for five buckets of rice and resigned from office and went into seclusion. Could it be that [Han Shi] was taken away from the world by him? He went into seclusion together. According to his character, it is possible."
Ouyang Rong suddenly said: "No, not necessarily."
"Why?" Xie Lingjiang was curious.
Li Baoer frowned and said nothing.
Ouyang Rong did not look at Li Guo'er and spoke concisely:
"Before he resigned, he left the [Han Shi] Sword Art at Donglin Temple. [Han Shi] may not necessarily take it with him, and if he is the legendary sword master of [Han Shi], his experiences that are not recorded in the history books must be twists and turns, very strange.
not simple.
"According to what was said at that time, [Hanshi] was related to the destiny of the dynasty. It was originally made by the Liu Song royal family. It is surprising that an outsider, Tao Yuanming, could become the legendary sword master. How could he be allowed to take [Hanshi] and the sword away again?
tactic.
"Since the [Hanshi] sword technique has been left behind, then the [Hanshi] may also have been left behind."
"Wait a minute. In chronological order, which one comes before Tao Yuanming's resignation and the Northern Expedition of the Northern Song Dynasty in the Southern Song Dynasty?"
Li Guo'er asked suddenly. He stood up at the same time and found a book from the pile of books on the side. He pulled it out and flipped through several pages.
She lowered her eyes to browse and spoke:
"After the Eastern Jin Dynasty came the Liu Song Dynasty, which was also the longest-lasting and largest dynasty among the Southern Dynasties. It lasted for four generations, went through ten emperors, and lived for fifty-nine years...
"Looking at the dates of his birth and death, Tao Yuanming was born in the Eastern Jin Dynasty. He was from a declining high family. His ancestors had someone who became a public official, but later the family declined, and he could barely be considered a humble person... Well, these books are full of old clichés.
"It is said that he was regarded as a famous scholar in the Eastern Jin Dynasty due to his noble reputation of recluse in his early years. Later he lived into the Liu Song Dynasty, and he should have witnessed the establishment of the new dynasty by Liu Jinu, Emperor Wuzong of the Song Dynasty.
"As Sister Xie said, since [Hanshi] was cast by Liu Jinu, then he should have become the sword master of [Hanshi] during the Liu Song Dynasty..."
Ouyang Rong, Xie Lingjiang saw Li Bao'er's index finger smeared with red cardamom pointing on the page of the book, sliding it slowly, and his jade lips opened slightly:
"Found it. Judging from the time, the Yuanjia Northern Expedition was launched by the third emperor of the Southern Song Dynasty, long after Tao Yuanming resigned and went into seclusion... Therefore, it should have nothing to do with him.
"According to Sister Xie's family history, the Southern Song Dynasty had the [Hanshi] and even had mature methods to use it, so they dared to launch the Yuanjia Northern Expedition, although they all failed later..."
Li Guo'er nodded and affirmed to the two of them:
"Everything is correct. Ouyang Lianghan, you are right. Before Tao Yuanming resigned and retired to hermitage, he must have left [Hanshi] behind."
Ouyang Rong nodded lightly.
Xie Lingjiang shook his head: "It has been so many years, who knows where I have gone..."
"Uh huh..." The little Mo Jing in Li Guo'er's hand suddenly started to struggle.
The three of them looked away.
Her eyes were pitiful.
I wasn't prepared to pay attention to it, but Miao Si looked very anxious.
Ouyang Rong casually took out the drool-stained handkerchief from her hand and said seriously: "You go out to play and stop arguing..."
Who would have thought that Miaoxi's words would attract the attention of three people:
"Are you looking for [Hanshi]? I think I have seen him before."
Ouyang Rong immediately asked: "Where have you seen it?"
"Well, didn't you mention something about Yuanjia's Northern Expedition just now? The year name of Yuanjia is a bit familiar. I don't know if you are talking about that time. I hated remembering almanacs the most. Anyway, I remember that there was a follower named Ren.
At that time, we were in a family of a southern dynasty with the royal family name Liu. It should be the Southern Dynasty and Song Dynasty you are talking about. At that time, it was fighting with the Northern Wei Dynasty. Those northern barbarians were really bullying people. The north belonged to others, so let them fight
What's wrong when I go back? I don't know how to be gentle, courteous, thrifty, and a barbarian is a barbarian.
"Anyway, the last time I saw [Han Shi] was at that time. It must be him without a doubt. The azure Changhong Sword Qi is exactly the same. Even I know it when it turns into gray, but..."
"But what?" Xie Lingjiang pressed.
"But it seems to have changed. When the follower returned to the tent at night, I heard him say with a serious face that the imperial master had escorted a scroll from the palace, and the general took them to greet them personally. It should be [Hanshi]
.
"Actually, I didn't believe what he said at first. It's not like I've never seen [Hanshi] before. The last time I saw it, it wasn't a scroll. But later, I saw [Hanshi]'s sword energy rising on the battlefield. Did you think about it?
Wrong, maybe it’s hidden in that scroll.”
"Hidden in the scroll?" Li Guo'er was curious: "Why is it so unnecessary?"
"have no idea."
Miao Si pointed her chin with her finger and thought:
"Maybe it's been remade, but there's one thing to say. It's not as good-looking as before. What's the point of turning it into a scroll? It was so beautiful before. It likes to hang upside down on other people's heads. It's the same color as the southern sky.
"But I really can't say for sure. Let me tell you, there were a large number of sissies among the Jiankang nobles at that time. They were either wearing women's clothes, smeared with rouge and gouache, and some were running around naked and taking elixirs. Anyway, they were just dancing around with demons. Their bad aesthetics
, I am not surprised at all by what I did. Maybe I just think the round scroll looks better, which is a pity for [Han Shi].
"Tsk tsk, you are called Han Shi, but you fell into the hands of a wealthy family, princes and generals. The more you shout, the less you lack."
"Then when was the last time you saw [Han Shi], which you said was the most beautiful time?" Ouyang Rong asked keenly.
Miao Si looked at him, confused and muttered:
"I forgot, the follower during the Yuanjia period was the first time I met her after she woke up from a nap. I have forgotten a lot of things before falling asleep. Well, I need to drink more ink and think about it carefully."
Ouyang Rong suddenly said: "You said before that there is a hiltless tripod sword. Except that it has no hilt, it is the same as a normal sword...is it it?"
"Hey, you have a good memory." Miao Si muttered in surprise, then changed his face quickly, with clear eyes full of wisdom, and said in a confused tone: "Have I ever said this before? I don't remember."
Ouyang Rong asked again: "What does that scroll look like?"
"I don't know. Only my follower has seen it. I heard from him that there is an article describing a land full of peach blossoms..."
"A land full of peach blossoms?" Ouyang Rong suddenly fell silent.
"Did you tell me what the article was?" Xie Lingjiang asked.
After hearing the words, Miao Si was quiet for a while, and under the gaze of the three people, she lowered her eyes and murmured:
"Well, I asked about it, and my servant said that it was left by Mr. Tao."
"Tao Qian?" Li Guo'er blurted out.
"Who else could he be?" Miao Si crossed his arms and groaned, "Didn't you already know just now that he is the master of the mysterious sword of [Han Shi]?"
Li Bao'er's face looked thoughtful.
Ouyang Rong's expression became a little strange.
Xie Lingjiang asked: "What happened next, where did [Han Shi] go?"
Miao Si looked at her: "Then? Then we lost. Is it possible that we can still win?"
The three of them were speechless.
"As for where they went." Miaosi waved her hand: "Well, I forgot it was Yuanjia for a few years. Anyway, it was a war again, which affected my favorite food..."
As she murmured, she reached out to the pastry plate on the table and looked at the pastry that could subdue "His Majesty the Demon Saint" from the corner of her eyes.
Ouyang Rong directly brought the pastry plate in front of her and said seriously:
"Okay, stop talking nonsense and talk about business."
"whee."
Miaosi's little face was smiling broadly. She was sitting by the plate, playing a game with the cakes crushed into pieces with both hands, and said casually:
"One day I came back in a hurry and said that I wanted to change my tactics... In fact, I just couldn't beat him and ran away. The follower took me on a night ride. On the way back to Jiankang, I woke up and listened to him chatting with his companions. He seemed to be very worried.
Looking anxious, they vaguely heard that the scroll fell into the hands of the Northern Wei army and was taken back to the north of the river.
"Well, this Southern Dynasty and Song Dynasty are so cowardly. They took the initiative to go to the North and lost all their belongings. I know this. In fact, I already knew their virtues from my previous servant. When it comes to disappointing people, this Southern Dynasty never disappoints people.
ah……"
Miaosi shook his head.
"You can compare with Xiao Rongzi, but you are too stupid..."
"Okay, don't say any more."
Ouyang Rong stuffed a piece of pastry into its mouth, turned his head, and looked at each other with his junior sister, Li Guo'er.
"Fell into the hands of the Northern Wei Dynasty?"
Unexpectedly, but within reason, the three of them were surprised for a moment, and then gradually digested it.
Ouyang Rong's eyes were slightly dazed, and he didn't know what he was thinking.
Later, after leaving Bao'er, Xie Lingjiang asked some more questions, talking about other periods of worshiping Buddhism in the Southern and Northern Dynasties, and analyzing Yunmeng's motives... However, Ouyang Rong was a little distracted and didn't answer much.
In the evening, as the sky turned dark, the three of them ended their warm wine conversation in the library and left one after another.
Before walking out of the hospital, Ouyang Rong suddenly asked Miao Si, who was looking back reluctantly: "You just said it was the last time you saw [Han Shi], where did you see it before?"
Miao Si didn't even look back, but she was talking about irrelevant topics:
"This time I lost to the Demon Saint. It was not a crime of war. I saw the big white geese for the first time at the follower's house. I also regretted losing. I was chased by the big white geese. Later I worked out a way to deal with them. Hehe,
Isn’t it time to pinch it with your hands? Pluck all the goose feathers!”
It waved the pastry wrapped in a handkerchief, full of fighting spirit:
"Little Rong, let's wait and see. I'll see if I can take down the big demon without plucking all its fur. It's true that the hair is a bit too much and it would be too troublesome to scald it with boiling water. I'd better let it be my mount, hehe."
Ignoring Ouyang Rong's question, Miao Si tilted his head and asked curiously:
"By the way, Xiao Rongzi, it's called Youzhong, isn't it? Well, it has such a domineering name. It can compare with this fairy girl, and she can be her rival..."
Ouyang Rong frowned and stared at the smug little Mo Jing.
In the end, the big one and the small one were speechless all the way...
Branches above the moon.
Ouyang Rong returned to the Huaiye Lane mansion, refused to eat, and quickly returned to Yinbingzhai's study.
Send your wonderful thoughts to bed.
He returned to his desk and took out a silk scroll again, which was the original manuscript of "The Story of Peach Blossom Spring". It was a collection of calligraphy treasures from the former Northern Wei Dynasty royal family and now the Jing Zhaoyuan family.
Ouyang Rong's eyes moved down and fell on the scroll and silk book as the carrier of the article.
His brows gradually furrowed...
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