A lady from an official family has embroidered shoes, does not thread needles in her boudoir, does not touch cotton or plant mulberries, why do she love flowery clothes...
A group of little kids sang children's songs in unison and skipped past the Cherry Blossom Pavilion by the Xuanwu Lake.
In the twelfth lunar month, the fireworks are easy to get cold and the flowers are gone, while the cold plums are waiting for the snow to fall.
At the base of the Imperial City, there is the Dutong Mansion, the residence of Lin Qingshan, the commander-in-chief of the Imperial Guard.
Mother Lin was shouting and directing the servants to carry various household items for the winter to the woodshed.
Outside the majestic red gate, dozens of carriages were lined up. The housekeeper led a few very shrewd sergeants. They didn't talk much, and they kept looking around with sharp eyes, paying close attention.
surrounding environment to prevent unexpected events.
Outside the mansion, as the New Year is approaching, every household in Qinhuai is decorated with lanterns, fireworks and firecrackers are flying all over the sky, and adults and children are beaming with joy.
...
Some people are happy, while others are sad. The world is difficult and the government is very difficult. Do not believe in bad things or good things!!!!!!
In the deep boudoir, one cold night, the moon passes, and the clear autumn passes, thousands of flowers wither and thousands of trees become solemn.
Under the walls of the Ming Dynasty, in a quiet and peaceful courtyard, Miss Yuyan suddenly screamed, sat up from the white jade bed inside the golden mosquito net, and then held her head in both hands and howled inexplicably.
started to cry.
Under the sweet-scented osmanthus tree in the yard, Shui Mo, who was taking a nap, heard something was wrong and immediately jumped up and rushed in with a quick stride.
"What's wrong? What's wrong? Miss, what's wrong with you? Who bullied you? Tell me and I'll beat him up." Shui Mo shouted loudly.
Inside Jinyu Liangyuan Jia Zhenfang under the moonlight in Jinling, the eldest daughter of the Lin family did not look like a beautiful girl at all. She was still crying loudly, causing the neighbors to rush to watch the fun.
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The Ming Dynasty, at the feet of the Emperor, is Jinling City.
Lin Qingshan and his royal guards were patrolling on top of the Xuanwu Gate Tower. Suddenly, he became dizzy. With a thud, he fell upside down and fell directly from the tower. He was frothing at the mouth and disappeared without knowing where he was.
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In the capital city, the eldest daughter of the Lin family has a bad temper. Her heartbeat is racing. She is so anxious that she is restless on the bed with a pink gold mosquito net. She is trying hard to regulate her impetuous blood and energy. She looks at her nose, nose and heart...
!
Yes, in the nightmare, the old man said that looking at the nose and the heart can exorcise evil spirits!
"Hey!... In other people's homes, it's just a one-night-long dream without a trace, but here it's better: a night of nightmares and ghosts on the bed, and the frightening monsters are so crazy!... Hey."
The eldest daughter of the Lin family looked at the sad-looking little girl outside the pink mosquito net on the bed and lamented to herself.
"Miss! I... I'll ask a Taoist priest to help catch demons! Okay? I heard that there is an expert from Maoshan. Everyone calls him Maoshan Old Man. He is very good at catching ghosts and exorcising them! The young man next door
Yazai even told me about it a few days ago."
Shui Mo tentatively and cautiously spoke to his mistress.
"Do you believe what Young Yazai said? A guy who talks nonsense all day long is not reliable at all. He knows how to ascend as soon as he sees the sky! ... He is a cultivator... You should avoid getting involved with this kind of person in the future.
It's not reliable at all." The eldest lady of the Lin family said to her servant with an unhappy look on her face.
"No way! You see that the sky is full of ghosts and ghosts during your lunch break, so why don't you invite him to do a ritual? Maybe it will be really useful? I'll invite him, okay?"
The little servant's clothes are ragged, but elegant and tight.
He spoke quietly to his mistress.
"Hey!... I spent five grand to buy it! You know how to give me some bad ideas all day long. Didn't the old Taoist priest from Beiji Pavilion I invited last time say that he would be fine if he put an ax next to the bed?
?It's not that it's useless, it's true that it's getting worse. I used to have nightmares at night, but now it's better. Sleeping in in broad daylight is a damn thing. Do you still believe that kind of deceptive nonsense? You love it
Please just please, I won’t miss it this time anyway.”
The eldest daughter of the Lin family, Nian Fang Doukou, although she comes from a martial arts family and has been practicing martial arts since she was a child, riding horses and archery, and looks a bit rough, but her temper is very gentle, and she is not particularly harsh on her servants!
After hearing what the little beggar who bought it from the market for a few big bucks said, he frowned slightly. Although he was not convinced, he did not reject it!
After hearing what the mistress said, the little beggar smiled happily, spread his legs and rushed out of the door, running towards Maoshan Taoist Temple like flying.
There are willow trees on the outskirts of the village beside the moat, and beyond the village there is endless green grassland.
In a field with abundant water and grass, a child was carrying a basket on his back and driving a big green cow toward the deepest part of the water and grass.
"Uh! Shui Mo, where are you going? It's already past noon, why are you running out of the city in such a hurry? Your little master doesn't have to wait for you anymore? Be careful if you turn around and she'll pinch you."
The boy herding the cow looked at Shui Mo running all the way, laughed and called him.
"Young Yazai! What a coincidence, what a coincidence! Please help me go to Maoshan quickly to invite the old man from Maoshan. My little mistress has had a nightmare again, and this time it's very powerful. She even saw a ghost in broad daylight.
Here!" Shui Mo braked suddenly and called out to the cowherd boy loudly.
"Oh! Is that so? But, Shui Mo, I have to go herd the cows! And I haven't found any pig vegetables yet! My mother will definitely beat me later. You'd better go alone, I can't accompany you.
You."
The boy named Nianyazai tapped the basket on his back with the sickle in his hand, and said helplessly to the little beggar named Shui Mo.
"I don't know the road! I've never been to Maoshan even once! You go and ask him for help, and I'll mow the grass for you later. Isn't that okay? Hurry, hurry!"
As Xiao Shuimo spoke, he ran up and pulled the basket on Young Yazai's back.
"Hey! I've been so unlucky for eight lifetimes, how come I've met a friend like you! I've always asked me for this and that place, and I haven't seen you do anything good for my brothers! They've all entered the Jinyiwei University.
I went to the commander's family compound, and I didn't even give my brothers any errands to do, so I just wanted to bother them."
Young Yazai reluctantly picked up the ink and said.
"Isn't this easy to say? I'll talk to our eldest lady later and ask her to tell Aunt Ling that she can give you a job in the jade shop, and the safekeeping will work. Come with me quickly!"
Shui Mo finally pulled the basket off Nanyazai's back and started to pull him away.
"No! What should I do with my cow? If it is stolen by a thief, wouldn't it be the end of it? No, no, no."
The young Yazai retracted desperately, trying to break away from Shui Mo's pull.
"Hey! Wouldn't it be nice to tie it to a willow tree? Let's run faster. We can get it back before the sun goes down. Wouldn't it be nice to hold it again then? Come with me! Save people.
One life is worth building a seven-level pagoda!"
Shui Mo begged the young Yazai bitterly and said.
"Hey! It's not just once or twice that your lady has ghosts on her bed. I haven't seen anything happen to her! She has invited so many monks and Taoists to drive away the ghosts. There are Taoist charms and axes under the pillow.
, what else can we do! Let me tell you, brother, let’s not rush for a while, I will accompany you early tomorrow morning. You might as well go back and spend time with her now! This is better than anything else."
Young Ya Zai and Shui Mo talked about the truth.
While the two children were quarreling, an old Taoist priest happened to be babbling from the southeast, singing Taoist slogans, and walking quickly towards where the two were from a distance.
"Stop the quarrel, stop the quarrel! Well, isn't that the old man from Maoshan? The one wearing a straw hat on his head and holding a yellow bamboo cane in his hand is walking towards us quickly."
Young Yazai put down the sickle in his hand, laughed and said to Shui Mo.
"Ah! God has eyes, Bodhisattva bless you! Young sprout, call him quickly."
Shui Mo exclaimed happily.
"Ouch! It's not easy to see young Yazai here. I said Yazai, where can't you let your cows go? Is it necessary to run so far? The little beggar next to you, why are you here too?
?Didn’t you get bought back by the eldest lady of the Lin family?"
The old Taoist priest from Maoshan greeted Nanyazai and Shui Mo with a smile.
"Ah...! The old gentleman knows the little beggar! Just in time, we also said that we were going to Maoshan Taoist Temple to invite him. It's such a coincidence that you, old man, came here. I borrowed your old steps to walk to our Aunt Yueluan's jade dealer.
Come on, please help save a little girl! I’m very grateful to you little beggar when you’re done! I wonder if the old gentleman can change scenery and go to a place with white jade aura?”
Shui Mo politely saluted the old man from Maoshan and spoke to him in a reasonable and measured manner.
"This... poor Taoist is rushing to Jinyiwei to save people's lives! Do you two little kids know? The commander-in-chief of Jinyiwei fell from the city wall and fell on his back! Now he is lying in the Jinyiwei Yamen.
, they sent a life-saving signal to the old Taoist!" Before his little friend Nian Yazai could speak, the old Taoist was very embarrassed and spoke to Shui Mo regretfully.
"Master, why don't you save the adults first, and then take care of the children? You don't know, this is a family!" Young Yazai laughed, and put the child Shui Mo wanted to ask him to see a doctor with the commander of Jinyiwei.
The old man Maoshan also told the relationship.
"Oh!... Infinite Heavenly Lord, let's do it this way! Little brother, come with me." The old man from Maoshan said kindly to Shui Mo, nodding and lowering his eyebrows.
"I'll go too, master. Take me to see the majesty and majesty of the Jin Yiwei." The young Yazai begged the old man of Maoshan while driving the buffalo home.
"You two take the cows home first. I will wait for you two little brothers on the trestle beside the Qinhuai River outside the south city gate. We will enter the city before the sun sets." After finishing speaking, the old man from Maoshan hurried along the
He rushed over to the trestle outside the South City Gate.
Shui Mo got the answer of the old man from Maoshan, and took Nanyazai with him to send the old buffalo home. He drove a wooden stake on the grass outside Nanyazai's yard, and added the old man's long rope to the petunia's rope.
Then he was tied to the wooden stake, and then he and Shui Mo happily trotted towards the moat outside the capital.
As the New Year is approaching, there are not many people on the willow embankment outside the moat. A small pavilion is empty. Wang Xiaoer, who usually sells large bowls of tea, is not here today. He must have gone to buy new year goods.
When Shui Mo and Miao Yazai arrived at the small pavilion under Liuxia, Old Man Maoshan had been waiting for a long time.
"We're all here, let's cross the river." The old man from Maoshan plucked a willow branch that hung down into the river, blew a few breaths of fairy air into his mouth, then threw it into the river and said, "Pardon!"
The originally slim and slender willow tree turned into a light boat, swinging freely on the river under the small pavilion.
"Come up quickly!" Old Man Maoshan shouted to Shui Mo and Nanya Zai, and took the lead to jump onto the boat.
"This... won't it sink? It's obviously just a branch!" Shui Mo was struggling to move. He said to the old man Maoshan uneasily and timidly.
"Forget about the earth under your feet, and try to think about it. You are standing in a vast ocean, just like a small boat, and you can't get on it? Give it a try, maybe it will work." The old man from Maoshan said to Shui Mo patiently with a smile.
"Yeah! Give it a try. I didn't dare to get on the old master's boat for the first time! Later, I used this method to get up. When I got to the city and landed, I saw the willow branches in the water. I was almost scared to death.
Here!" said the young Yazai, and with a slight jump, he had already jumped onto the boat.
"Hey! Anyway, if I die, I shouldn't be afraid if my good brother and old gentleman are with me!" Shui Mo closed his eyes and jumped up with a plop.
My legs feel cold, and it seems like water has soaked my pants!
"Uh! Old sir, is your boat leaking?" Shui Mo asked with his eyes closed.
"Hey hey hey! Shui Mo, please open your eyes and take a look. Is this little wooden boat of friendship between us, master and apprentice, okay?" Young Yazai said to Shui Mo with a smirk.
When Shui Mo opened his eyes to look, the boat had already reached the middle of the river. Old Man Maoshan and Young Yazi were standing steadily on the bow of the boat, facing the wind, looking very cool.
Seeing this posture, and thinking about what Niaoyazai had just said, Shui Mo guessed that his posture on boarding the boat must be unsightly.
I looked down and realized... I was riding a big log and sliding in the water!
Shui Mo wanted to lift his legs out of the water and walk in the wind like the old man from Maoshan and the young Yazai, but he just moved a little bit and his whole body was no longer calm.
The wood swayed and almost knocked him off his feet!
"I went... I almost fell." Shui Mo lay on the wood, looking at the four feet of Maoshan old man and young Yazai, and the wood constantly hitting the sparkling water waves, and said to himself with a pale face.
He sighed to himself and said.
The water is doing its own thing under the wood, but the ink clings to this life-saving straw-like wood. For the first time in my life, I feel that this moat is as amazing as the rolling water of the Yangtze River flowing eastward!
Grandma! Why can young sprouts stand on wood without any problems? I can do it too, so I have to believe in myself.
Shui Mo thought like this and started a new attempt to stand.
"Plop!" With a sound, he fell into the water without any surprise!