Thick mist and clouds make the day long, and the auspicious brain disappears the golden beast. The festival is the Double Ninth Festival, with jade pillows and gauze kitchens, and the coolness comes through in the middle of the night.
After dusk when I drink wine in Dongli, there is a faint fragrance filling my sleeves. I can't help but feel the soul. The west wind blows behind the curtain, and people are thinner than yellow flowers.
——Li Qingzhao in "Drunken Flower Yin"
Two days later, Taoist Priest Qingxuan came to Dixintang again. Only Master Yuankong and Li Xuexuan were in the room.
Taoist Master Qingxuan looked at his daughter lovingly and said, "Xue'er, I haven't seen you in two years. You have grown into a big girl."
Li Xuexuan lowered his head and said nothing, making Taoist Qingxuan quite embarrassed.
Master Yuankong tried to smooth things over: "Xue'er, I haven't seen you for a long time, and you're a bit strange."
Taoist Master Qingxuan said quickly: "It doesn't matter, it's all my fault. In the past two years, I have been busy diagnosing and treating patients and preventing and treating plagues in various places, and I really don't care enough."
"Benevolent people are the best. Being close to relatives is the most important thing; being righteous is appropriate. Respecting the virtuous is the most important thing. Killing relatives and respecting the virtuous are all born of etiquette." Li Xuexuan said suddenly.
Taoist Priest Qingxuan was stunned for a moment, ashamed, and with joy on his face, he blurted out: "Son, daddy is sorry for you."
Li Xuexuan threw herself into her father's arms, tears streaming down her face.
Tears welled up in Taoist Priest Qingxuan's eyes and flowed down his cheeks drop by drop. Only children can make people forget the troubles in the world. At this moment, there was no Qingcheng leader in the room, only a father, looking at his daughter lovingly, on his knees
Cheng Huan.
This is exactly:
I have a beautiful girl in my family who is pretty and fair.
The small characters are Wan Su and the articulation is from Qing Dynasty.
The hair on the temples covers a wide forehead, and the ears are like jade.
The dressing table was made in the Ming Dynasty, and traces of black eyebrows were swept away.
The lips are thick with vermilion, and the yellow kiss is brilliant and red.
If the sweet words are even trivial, the anger will be clear.
If you hold a pen sharply and use a sharp tube, you will benefit from seal engraving.
Holding the book and cherishing the essence, reciting and practicing it are cherished.
His sister, named Huifang, has a charming face.
Wear light makeup and enjoy being beside the building, but forget about spinning in front of the mirror.
Lifting the goblet to imitate the omen of Beijing will make it easier to establish it.
Playing with the eyebrows and cheeks is both drama and opportunity.
Zhao Wu is calm and graceful, and his sleeves are extended like flying feathers.
Between the upper and lower string columns, literature and history are often folded.
Gu Xiao's screen book, if you see it, you have already pointed it out.
The painting is dark in the sun and the dust is dark, and the clear meaning is hidden.
Galloping through the garden, picking all the fruits alive.
The red flowers are decorated with purple stems, and the apple seeds are thrown out suddenly.
In the midst of the wind and rain, I suddenly saw hundreds of things.
Playing in the frost and snow, the weight of Qi often accumulates.
Pay attention to the food, sit upright and contemplate the dishes.
Han Mo Ji Ji Xian case, phase and number are separated from each other.
The movements are treacherous, and the clogs are suitable for walking.
Stop only to defend the throne and brag about the opposition.
The greasy white sleeves are stained by smoke.
Clothes and quilts are all heavy on the ground, and they are difficult to sink into the blue water.
Let the children do what they want, and be ashamed to be blamed by the elders.
When I caught a glimpse of him and his staff, I hid my tears and turned to the wall.
After seeing Xuexuan off, Taoist Priest Qingxuan and Master Yuankong were walking on the road. Taoist Master Qingxuan suddenly stopped and said seriously: "Master, I have an unkind favor."
Master Yuankong said: "Taoist Master, you and I are not outsiders, but it doesn't matter if you say it."
Taoist priest Qingxuan said: "I heard from Fu'er that Xue'er saved him when he was in Chengdu and was his savior. This time Xue'er and Fu'er passed the test and fought decisively at the top of Qingcheng, which is enough to prove the strength of these two people.
Fate is destined by nature. If we can get married, it will be a legend in the martial arts world. You and I regard them as our own children. As elders, how about we be the second-month elders together? "
Taoist Priest Qingxuan lost his wife because of a misunderstanding. Thinking about this, he often felt unhappy. When he said this, Master Yuankong knew his intention too early, shook his head and said: "I don't agree."
Taoist Priest Qingxuan said in astonishment: "What? Fu'er has a pure heart, innocence and sincerity, extremely high talent, and handsome appearance. He has also received great opportunities in Chengdu and Netherworld Valley. Even Mr. Jiang and the head of Tang of the Sichuan Gang are against Fu'er.
Ergao took a quick look and realized that although he was defeated by Xueer this time, given time..."
Master Yuankong said: "Taoist Master, Fu'er has great martial arts skills and profound blessings. I have also heard about Fu'er's character and handsome appearance. I also like him very much."
Taoist Master Qingxuan said dissatisfied: "Why is that? But because Xue'er has great talent, do you want her to inherit the incense of Emei?"
Master Yuankong shook his head and said: "You misunderstood. Although Xue'er has a lot of wisdom, she is the most likely person in Emei in the past hundred years to understand her mind and realize Buddhahood. But I regard her as my biological daughter and cannot bear to let her live in her prime.
As long as the green lantern accompanies the Buddha, she will live alone in the future. She should love vigorously, and she should be cared for and loved by others. Only in this way can she live up to her youth and her youth."
Taoist Priest Qingxuan said in confusion: "Master Tai, why did you stop me?"
Master Yuankong stared at Taoist Master Qingxuan for a long time and sighed: "Our lives have been delayed by the orders of our parents and the words of matchmakers. Do you still want to delay your daughter and apprentice?"
Taoist Priest Qingxuan said: "This..."
Master Yuankong said: "I am not against it. I just hope that they can make their own decisions about their marriage. As elders, we should not interfere and let nature take its course. If there is a fate and a match made in heaven, of course I will be happy for them."
After hearing this, Taoist Priest Qingxuan was overjoyed, bowed deeply to the ground, and said, "That's very good! Ah Ling, thank you for your permission. I am really grateful."
Master Yuankong smiled faintly and said: "I didn't agree. What I mean is that whether it succeeds or not depends on your disciple's fortune."
Taoist Priest Qingxuan pondered: "But you will return to Emei in a few days. How can you let them understand each other's feelings in such a short period of time?"
Master Yuankong smiled and said: "I don't think you are someone who has been here before. I really don't know why His Highness fell in love with you back then? I have an idea... Do you think this is good?"
After hearing this, Taoist Priest Qingxuan stroked his long beard and said with a smile: "That's very good!"
After the two left, a corner of their clothes was exposed behind a rock not far away, and they were silent in thought.
...........
A round of setting sun made the clouds on Qingcheng Mountain transform into the last brilliance of the day. Bai Fu was restless and walked around Qingxue Pavilion, where the Emei female disciples were stationed. Several Emei girls walked past him quickly and looked back furtively.
He then started chasing and fighting, bursting into bursts of laughter like silver bells, which made Bai Fu feel embarrassed.
"Senior Brother Fu, why are you here?" Yang Yichan was passing by, saw Bai Fu, and quickly stepped forward to say hello.
"Junior sister Yang, you came just in time. Master asked me to invite the junior sisters from Emei to attend the celebration dinner tonight. I can't go to Qingyu Pavilion, can you give me a message?" Bai Fu looked at Yang Yichan and said,
Overjoyed.
"No problem, which junior sister from Emei is it?" Yang Yichan had a smile on her lips, admiring Bai Fu's embarrassment on her pretty face.
"Oh...um...it's Junior Sister Xuexuan..." Bai Fu hesitated, hesitating to speak.
Yang Yichan was stunned and scolded: "She hurt you so badly, why should you care about her?"
Bai Fu said: "It's no wonder she was killed. You saw the situation at that time. At the final decisive moment, the arrow was on the bowstring, and there was a life-and-death struggle. No one could hold back, and accidental injuries were inevitable. She didn't mean it."
"Okay, I'll help you!" Yang Yichan gritted her silver teeth.
"Also, help me bring this thing to her. Master said that today is also Junior Sister Xuexuan's birthday." After Bai Fu finished speaking, he handed the items at hand to Yang Yichan.
"Water and Fire Prison Dragon Sword!" Yichan looked at it and was confused. "Brother, this pair of swords is a relic left to you by your parents!"
"Didn't I cut off her beloved sword and give her a better sword as compensation? Well...this is also what Master meant." Bai Fu suddenly didn't know how to explain to Yichan.
"Okay, I will definitely bring it!" Yang Yichan took a deep look at Bai Fu, her heart aching, took the dagger, and ran towards Qingyu Pavilion without looking back.
"Junior sister Yang! Alas..." Bai Fu looked at Yang Yichan's flying figure, and felt all kinds of emotions in his heart.
After a long time, Yang Yichan came from Qingyu Pavilion.
Bai Fu stepped forward and looked into each other's eyes. Yang Yichan didn't answer and stopped only when he walked far away from Qingyu Pavilion.
"Junior sister Xuexuan said she is not feeling well today and will not attend tonight's dinner." Yang Yichan relayed calmly. "Senior brother, she accepts your offer, but the Water, Fire and Dragon Sword, she said, is too valuable. She can't
Accept this. This bottle of gold healing medicine is unique to Emei. I gave it to my senior brother in the hope that it will help him heal his wounds." After that, he handed the Water and Fire Prisoner Dragon Sword and a porcelain bottle to Bai Fu.
"This is good, this is good..." Bai Fu stared blankly at these two things and murmured to himself. After a long time, Bai Fu managed to squeeze out a smile. "Thank you, junior sister!" After that, he staggered down the peak.
.
Yang Yichan looked at Bai Fu's lonely back, her heart ached, and a line of clear tears fell down, splashing down her clothes...
Neither of them noticed that on the Qingyu Pavilion in the distance, a bead curtain was gently lowered, accompanied by a sigh...