The smell of nard is slightly stronger, which is more suitable for winter than the agarwood fragrance. The main room of Lengxiang Pavilion is bustling, and the Yinshuang charcoal is burning red and hot. Shen Yuan feels better and is huddled on the soft couch of his adoptive mother. , taking a few bites of fresh fruits from the south. The eldest maid, Shui Zhi, led several younger ones, who went in and out, dusting and cleaning, and worked all afternoon.
"The capital is good, but the winter is too cold and the weather is dry. After living here for so many years, I still think about my time in Qifeng."
After sending away the rough messenger girl, Shui Zhi finally had some free time. She sat with her master, patted her shoulders and joked. Mo Zhanyuan nodded and talked about how spring is like all the time in her hometown. Even if it snows in winter, it won't be long. The warm sun will also rise.
"I was still young at that time, so I don't remember much. Maybe my mother was too homesick and felt that everything was better than the capital." Shen Yuan joked, peeling a yellow tangerine in his hand and picking at the silk thread. It was clean, but I didn't like to eat it, so I handed it to the owner of the pavilion opposite.
"It's new from the south. It's very sweet. You really don't want to try it?" Mo Yuanyuan took it and handed half of it back. Shen Yuan waved his hand and said, "No, it's weird. The female doctor told me not to drink it at this time." So greedy." Mo Yuanyuan heard that it was reasonable, and the half of the fresh and sweet orange belonged to Shuizhi.
Shen Yuan looked carefully and saw that his adoptive mother, master and servants all looked tired. Unfortunately, on the first day of this month, the incident of Guanying happened. The lady of the pavilion was busy with cooking and could not go to the Changsheng Guan to offer incense. .Finally it’s the fifteenth day of the day, and the oiran of the Mo Shang Pavilion is still sleeping. The master of the Mo Shang Pavilion has already led the people, went out at the fourth watch, and came back in the dew.
Mo Yuan talked about what he had seen in the mountains: "Nothing else matters. This time, by chance, I met Taoist Lingxu. That year when you came to the mountain gate, he performed a ritual for you."
"Really?" Shen Yuan became somewhat interested, "I have always heard people say that this Taoist Lingxu has traveled all over the world and has been without a trace for many years... Hehe, I was just greedy for sleep, and I didn't want to miss the real person."
Those words were naturally based on what Dr. Gu said. Although the people in Cangwu are happy with the gods, the people in power are iron-fisted and do not believe in the destiny of gods and ghosts. The trend of practicing and enlightening the Tao cannot be said to be popular and is gradually declining.
It's just that the emperor knew how to weigh the pros and cons, and he defeated the barbarians thousands of years ago and killed all the Taoists. He was dignified and dignified enough so as not to cause a heated discussion. However, during their free time, the two of them talked privately, and Gu Jinchuan Zeng Hemai bluntly said that if things continue like this, don't talk about true gods first, and people like Taoist Lingxu who "have half a foot on the heavenly steps" will be rare in the world.
Shen Yuan just mentioned it casually, not wanting Mo Zhanyuan to think about it: "I heard someone say it? But that Mr. Gu Jinchuan?"
"Huh?" Shen Yuan subconsciously raised his eyes and saw the solemn look on the face of the master of Lengxiang Pavilion. Shen Yuan was stunned for a moment and said hesitantly: "Yes, Mr. Gu has superb medical skills and is also a master of Taoism. He I accepted my brother's favor and treated me. I only talked a few words occasionally. Madam, do you think there is anything wrong?"
Hearing this, Mo Zhanyuan's expression became much more relaxed, as if he was relieved: "Oh...it doesn't matter, it doesn't matter. I'm grateful for Mr. Sir's kindness and skill. I just never thought that he, a doctor, also believes in ghosts and gods."
Shuizhi stood up and refilled a pot of water, then took over the conversation and said with a smile: "My wife also said that she obviously wants to be strong and doesn't believe in fate at all, but now she still goes up the mountain to burn incense every month and worships with devotion every day. It can be seen that there is no difference between belief and disbelief. What are the absolutes?”
As she said that, the maid collected the orange peels on the table and threw them into the ashes to smoke. The room suddenly became filled with a hint of sour fruity aroma. When the sun was high, the kitchen stove was opened and smoke rose. Mo Yuanyuan left Shen Yuan in the room to have lunch, and the conversation about Mr. Gu was easily dismissed and was never mentioned again.
At noon, the weather was getting warmer, and people were more easily tired. Mo Zhanyuan didn't have a big appetite, so he only mixed it with the fragrant and mellow wild mushroom soup and ate half a bowl of rice. Shen Yuan accompanied him and gave a few words of advice, but didn't move too much. A few chopsticks.
"Auntie is indeed tired, so I won't disturb you. Sister Shuizhi, please remove the incense burner as well. It's smelly and I'm afraid you won't be able to sleep well."
After dinner, Mo Yuanyuan drank half a cup of Sour Plum Divine Comedy tea, rubbed his forehead and returned to the inner room, ready to rest. Shen Yuan did not stay long, whispered to the maid, and returned to his room.
She had just taken two steps when a round figure came over and hit Shen Yuan's ankle with such force that she almost fell. She took a closer look and saw that it was a tortoiseshell cat. She didn't know when it had slipped out. .
"Meow..." The cat didn't hide away when it bumped into someone, and called lazily to its owner. The little guy must have eaten enough, and its colorful fur was shiny and smooth. When Shen Yuan caught it, it was all real meat.
Other small animals tend to get sleepy in winter, and will huddle up in one place and take a nap once they are full and warm. This tortoiseshell cat is unique, lying in Shen Yuan's arms, with its furry fleshy paws clinging to the fabric of his arm, its round eyes He kept looking around, not resting for a moment.
"What's there to see?" Shen Yuan rubbed the cat's head and turned his eyes left and right. The small building was very quiet in the afternoon, and there was no one on the corridor.
It seems that Fei Yue and the two have spoiled the cat, Shen Yuan thought. She let go of her hand and let the cat jump off the ground quickly, entering the room ahead of herself.
Two personal maids served Shen Yuan to change and wash. The bed had long been warmed with Tangbaozi, and the quilt was soft and ironed. Several small and exquisite incense pendants were tied with red silk threads and hung on the bedside. The smell was refreshing and subtle, making people sleep well.
The maid took the cat away and retreated outside. Shen Yuan lay on his own, not feeling sleepy for the moment, thinking about some vague thoughts.
A small Lengxiang Pavilion, with bees and butterflies dancing around, green willows and red flowers, the people in the building are wearing rings, fat and thin, each with his own uniqueness. People outside may flock to it like a bird, or hate it like a pair of worn shoes, regardless of whether they like or dislike it, it Always here.
Except for the Lu family turmoil that year, for nearly ten years in the capital, no matter how turbulent the wind and rain outside were, the peace inside Lengxiang Pavilion remained as stable as Mount Tai. Shen Yuan was raised by his own brother who licked blood on the tip of a knife, and knew that peace was hard-won, and the so-called prosperous age Years are like the passing of time.
Just think of it as God's will... Just think of it as God's will. She buried herself in the quilt and remembered the Lantern Festival of a certain year, when the streets were filled with lights, fireworks were brilliant, and the sky was full of fireworks.
At that time, Xuecheng came to visit and brought her Guixingzhai's pine nut flesh bee cake, which was sweet, soft and sticky, and overflowing with the full and crisp fragrance of pine nuts. She was so bored that she drank half a cup of white tea with him, and then She asked him to take her out to have some fun.
The youngest daughter was already smart, and Mo Yuanyuan cared for her, but she couldn't bear the influence of her ears and eyes. She had already understood the ways of the world before she was a hairpin. At that time, the streets were bustling with people, and Li Xuecheng was afraid that she would get lost, so he held hands all the way for the first time and never let go. This chapter has been completed!