Chapter 895 Miaoyu: Did the poor nun say she was not happy?
Ningguo Mansion, Grand View Garden
Jia Heng accompanied a group of Jin Chai to have lunch. They went there and left Qichi Yuan on the pretext of having something to do. After thinking about it, they did not go to Xiaoxiao, but went to Huancui Temple.
It is the snow-covered courtyard, wrapped in silver, and the stone beads on the covered bridge are covered with a thin layer of snowflakes.
The flow of Qinfang River has slowed down a bit, and clusters of snowflakes have fallen on the tips of withered lotus stems in the stream.
Although the snow in the northwest is not as delicate and delicate as that in the south of the Yangtze River, the snow is as big as reed flowers, and the tops of the pavilions and pavilions are covered with snow, making it more and more majestic and beautiful.
Jia Heng walked quickly along the stone path shaded by green pines and cypresses towards the Cuicui Temple. A branch of red plum protruding from the white-gray green eaves wall was the kind of red mixed with a little orange, which was more beautiful than Huifang Garden.
There is something different about the red plum blossoms. The snowflakes fall on the core of the flower, adding a little more quiet beauty.
In the Cuicui Temple, the southwest window is supported by a bamboo pole. It is covered with snowflakes, and the biting cold wind is blocked by the glass window.
The purple clay pot on the small clay fermentation stove is steaming from the "gududu" spout. The aroma of tea fills the warm room with the heat, and the cursive script hanging on the wall reads "Zen"
, golden hook and iron stroke, freehand and unrestrained.
Miaoyu was wearing a plain Taoist robe with crane patterns, sitting on the Kang table, her bright eyes rising, looking out the window at the falling snowflakes. The pavilion with hooked eaves was covered with snowflakes, and the snow powder blew from the north, as white as crystal.
There was a lot of excitement.
Because Xing Xiuyan was called away by Mrs.
It’s just that I’ve read this Three Kingdoms version of the book once, and now that I’m reading it carefully, the feeling of missing each other as if I’ve seen the words wells up in my heart like a tide.
The maid Su'er entered the room and said in a joyful tone: "Girl, Uncle Heng is here."
Miaoyu put down the book in her hand and looked at Su'er following the sound. Her face was as white as jade, and her expression was as cold as the dawn of snow. She was happy at first and then surprised.
As he was speaking, he raised his eyes and saw Jia Heng coming in from the outside. His cold eyes were warm and the smile on his face was like the warm sun in winter. He said, "Master, I'm free."
When Jia Heng looked at the nun, he could naturally feel the loneliness and loneliness between her eyebrows, and his heart moved slightly.
It's true that I haven't come over to see Miaoyu in the past few days.
Miao Yu looked at her affectionately, and under her curved willow-leaf eyebrows, Shuyun Lengyue's eyebrows were filled with surprise. Then she snorted coldly, stood up, and walked towards the inner room.
Since Jia Heng returned from Jiangnan more than ten days ago to look for Miaoyu, something happened with Baoyu and Daiyu, and then he was too busy with all the affairs in the court, so he never came to look for Miaoyu again.
Jia Heng looked at the girl who looked like she was blooming with white snow and cold plum blossoms, and said: "Master, I am enjoying tea in the green stove, reading and admiring the snow. It is so elegant."
Miaoyu listened to the young man's voice, her heart was filled with embarrassment, but her jade-like face was like frost. She stood up, looked at the young man, and asked: "Uncle Heng, you have free time today. Why don't you come to this poor nun's thatched cottage?"
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"Well, I'm just passing by, how about I leave now?" Jia Heng, a well-informed and arrogant literary young woman, said jokingly because she was too straight.
Miaoyu said: "..."
This person will tease her.
Jia Heng quickly walked closer, took Miao Yu's plain hand, who was looking at him with anger, and hugged her in his arms. He looked down at the cold jade face and said warmly: "When I was in the capital camp, I thought about Cuicui'an.
The plum blossoms were in bloom, and Master Tai was leaning against the red plum trees, with the faint fragrance filling her sleeves. It must be so beautiful that she couldn't bear to take in it, so she came over to have a look."
Literary young women just like this tone.
A hint of embarrassment appeared on Miaoyu's crystal-clear face, and her bright eyes overflowing with charm and joy fixedly looked at the young man, her pink lips slightly parted, and she wanted to speak.
But at this moment, those warm breaths that made people blush came to his face, and his delicate body trembled, and was suddenly annihilated in the turbulent waves.
For a long time, Jia Heng looked at the beautiful girl, stretched out his hand to gently caress Miaoyu's cheek, stroked a strand of hair to her ear, and said warmly: "I have been burying my head in the past few days and haven't come home yet.
, I just happened to come to Cuicui Temple to make tea and snow together."
Miaoyu's cheeks, as beautiful as icebergs and snow lotuses, were as red as floating red clouds, and her watery eyes under her willow eyebrows seemed to reflect the young man's pure face. She asked softly: "What are you busy with in the capital camp these days?"
Jia Heng said: "To train the troops, I wrote a new training outline for the soldiers to practice."
As he spoke, he took Miaoyu's slender hand and sat on the kang table beside him. He looked at the Three Kingdoms novel on it and asked curiously: "Is this the third Three Kingdoms novel I wrote?"
Miaoyu said warmly: "If you have nothing to do, just look through it. The third chapter of your book, The Great Situation of the World, seems to be about the Battle of Chibi, but the rest of it has not been written yet."
Compared to when she was worried about being seen by Jia Heng and had to hide the book under the quilt, Miaoyu is undoubtedly much calmer now.
"The Battle of Chibi was the beginning of the third phase of the world. I will write slowly later." Jia Heng took hold of Miaoyu's plain hands, which were slender and soft, not as soft as those of little chubby girls like Baoqin and Baochai, but slender and soft.
They are like onion tubes, and they can't help but interlock their fingers.
"Are you still used to living here?" Jia Heng asked with concern.
Miaoyu's heart was filled with sweetness by the young man's clasped fingers. She raised her cold jade face and said softly: "It's quite nice here. It's quiet and quiet. Although it's newly built, it's not much better than the ancient temple."
He obviously put his heart into it. This was a residence specially built for her.
Jia Heng took Miaoyu's hand and made him sit on his lap. He put his arm around Miaoyu's waist and brought it close to her ear. The faint fragrance seeped out from her hair and said softly: "As long as you like it.
I told you at the beginning that this place is suitable for you to live, and no one else is."
Listening to the gentle words in her ears, Miaoyu felt a little shy for a moment, but the sweetness in her delicate and picturesque eyebrows could not be concealed.
Jia Heng said with emotion: "Master, the red plum blossoms in that courtyard are inferior to the plum blossoms in Huifang Garden. I really want to stay here for a few days."
Hearing this, Miaoyu was about to say that it would be okay to stay here for two days, but when the words came to her lips, she couldn't help but snorted coldly, with a bit of sarcasm in her bright eyes, and said: "Aren't you afraid of what people outside will say?
You, even monks, will not be spared."
Jia Heng hugged Miaoyu and said with a smile: "I am using myself as a raft to cross the sea of misery when Master is out of trouble. What can others say?"
Miaoyu's eyebrows were filled with shame and anger, and she said: "I'm talking about it again."
However, a thought inevitably occurred in her heart, maybe he was indeed going through the sea of suffering that she had experienced.
Jia Heng turned the girl's shoulder, looked at the snowy jade face, and said, "Miaoyu."
Miaoyu looked at those bright eyes and was startled for a moment, then she saw the young man approaching again. She quickly lowered her eyes. Immediately, she felt her lips soften, and then a sullen and oppressive breath came over her, familiar and kind.
Miaoyu reached out and touched Jia Heng's shoulder. For a moment, her mind was far away and she didn't know where to go.
Jia Heng's breath was cool and cool, and the strands of breath were like the cold fragrance of white plums. The subtle fragrance floated and slowly moistened the bottom of his heart.
Among so many people, he actually still likes to be intimate with Miaoyu, not only because of his status as a talented woman, but also because of his arrogant and poetic aura, which is difficult for others to compare with.
Her temperament is as beautiful as an orchid, and her talent is as fragrant as an immortal.
Thinking of this, the Tianshan plum-breakers from the Eight Tribes of the Heavenly Dragon walked back and forth in the forest, sea and snowfield.
Miaoyu's delicate body trembled slightly, her nose hummed repeatedly, and she could only let the young man grow thin.
After a while, Jia Heng looked at the girl with a slight mouth and rosy cheeks, and said softly: "Miaoyu, in a few days, I may have to go south. I should tell you about this in advance."
"You...didn't you just come back?" Miaoyu asked in surprise, her beautiful eyes already moist under her eyebrows.
Jia Heng's voice was unclear and he said: "Isn't this another official business trip? The imperial court is in a branch in Jiangnan, but I should be able to come back once before the year."
"Don't make trouble, tell me about Jiangnan and the court." Miaoyu pressed Jia Heng's shoulder and said tremblingly, adjusting the loose monk's robe.
Jia Heng said warmly: "Well, well, I just have free time today, so I can talk to you. It's very cold here. It'll be warmer in the inner compartment."
With that said, he took Miaoyu's hand and walked around a screen, opened the bead curtain and headed towards the inner room. He took off his shoes and socks and pulled Miaoyu to lie down on it.
"I'm feeling a little sleepy, so let's lie on the bed and talk." Jia Heng said warmly.
Miaoyu also took off her shoes and clothes and got on the bed. The two of them were covered with quilts and sat side by side.
Miaoyu raised her cold face and asked, "Are you going to Jinling again to deal with the Jiangnan branch?"
Jia Heng put his arms around Miaoyu's shoulders and said softly: "Jiangnan Province was too big before, so the imperial court divided Anhui and Jiangsu provinces. This is actually the imperial court's tendency to divide Jiangnan. Now the southern scholars are too powerful in the court.
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After that, he briefly talked about the recent situation in the DPRK.
Miaoyu is his woman, and he should talk to Miaoyu.
Under Miaoyu's curved eyebrows, her bright eyes were as bright as stars. She looked at the young man without moving and said, "Is this your plan?"
"How do you know?" Jia Heng looked at Miaoyu with gentle eyes.
In fact, Miaoyu is very smart and comes from a family of officials, so she may not be unaware of these court affairs.
Miaoyu's curved eyelashes lowered, she pursed her pink lips and said, "I guessed it."
Of course she knew that her lover was a man of rare talent and unparalleled strategy.
Jia Heng gently pinched the beauty's smooth and round chin, raised her face, looked into her crystal clear eyes, and said with a smile: "Master really knows me."
"You...um~" Miaoyu was feeling ashamed and annoyed by Jia Heng's "frivolous" behavior. She was about to reprimand him, but before she could say anything, the young man came over again.
Does this person like kissing her so much?
Miao Yufang felt an unspeakable shyness in her heart, but she did not refuse. The two of them had not seen each other for many days.
After a while, Jia Heng said warmly: "Master Tai, after the war next year, you can follow me to Jiangnan. We will move the graves of the two elders to their original places and let them be witnesses."
Jinyang, Zhen Qing and Zhen Xue will at least give birth to their children in Jinling. Then he will go to Jinling to take care of them. He will take Miaoyu to Suzhou Mansion without delay.
When Miaoyu heard this, her delicate body trembled slightly. She stared at the young man, and a warm current surged deep in her heart.
He kept everything about her parents in mind.
"Yes." Miaoyu responded softly and said, "Be careful when you go south this time."
Jia Heng responded, and while talking, he was tired of Miaoyu for a while, and whispered in his ear: "Miaoyu, I haven't served you for a long time, I will help you eliminate the disaster again."
Miaoyu: "..."
Are you doing that to eliminate disaster?
However, despite being shy, she was also a little moved. This was to make her no longer have worries.
"This...it's still daytime." Miaoyu looked at the young man who had already made a move and said angrily.
Jia Heng looked at Miaoyu and said, "It's okay, isn't it going to be dark now?"
After saying that, he lowered the golden hook of the curtain and said to Su Su outside: "Su Su, the Cuicui Temple is closed today to thank guests."
Miaoyu: "..."
She turned around, her cheeks flushed from embarrassment, and her face became more and more beautiful, and looked at the young man. Her heart was full of embarrassment, and she said in a low voice: "Don't... don't be ridiculous."
"I miss you, Master." Jia Heng whispered in Miaoyu's ear.
Miaoyu's delicate body suddenly softened, and she could no longer think of rejecting her.
She actually missed...him a little bit.
At this moment, Su Su, the maid outside, tiptoed into the side room and looked at the curtain that had been lowered. Her young face was as red as rouge, and the hot water kettle on the stove was steaming.
After a while, Miaoyu's head was raised, a strand of hair on her temples hung down her face, her delicate body was trembling slightly, her cheeks were as red as clouds, her bright eyes were filled with mist, she looked at the Fuhu boy, and gently supported Jia
Heng's shoulders.
A long, long time.
Jia Heng took the handkerchief and wiped it, and said softly: "These days, I have been thinking about my teacher day and night. It turns out that my teacher is the same..."
As he spoke, he whispered a few words into Miaoyu's ear.
There was a hint of anger between Miaoyu's cold brows and eyes, and she said, "Don't make fun of people indiscriminately."
Jia Heng put his arms around Miaoyu's slender shoulders and said quietly: "Master, my trip to the south of the Yangtze River has caused countless murders, and the souls of those who were killed by the gun are unknown to the world. Otherwise, Master's tongue will bloom like a lotus flower, and he will chant sutras and help him to be saved."
Shall I eliminate the trouble?"
Miaoyu: "???"
What do you mean? You also have trouble? No...
Jia Heng leaned close to Miaoyu's ear, and then guided her smooth and slender hand.
Miaoyu immediately withdrew as if she was electrocuted, her cheeks flushed with shame, she couldn't help but spat, and cursed: "You, you dirty brat."
Jia Heng joked in Miaoyu's ear: "Master Tai is raking her down now. I don't know who it was just now..."
What follows is a bit unclear.
Miaoyu's beautiful cheeks were already as hot as fire. She punched Jiaheng feebly, but a thought could not help but surge up in her heart.
If she talks about a filthy place, why has he ever disliked her?
Even if she is like the nuns in those erotic novels who please others, well, no, after all, this is her duty.
Jia Heng sighed and said, "Master Tai is not happy, so forget it."
When Miaoyu heard this, she felt both angry and funny. She snorted lightly and said coldly: "Did the poor nun say you are not happy?"
Well, then she will show great kindness today, serve the devil with her body, and bloom the lotus flower with her tongue. It's hard for him to miss her like this.
Thinking like this, Miaoyu didn't say much and got into bed.
However, Shi Tai obviously has no talent for this.
Jia Heng frowned and could only talk about the important issues in a low voice.
After a long time, Jia Heng's brows furrowed and relaxed, then he pulled Miaoyu over, looked at the girl with cheeks as red as rouge, and said, "Master, it's almost done."
Miaoyu's eyebrows were full of anger, her bright eyes were as bright as water, and her cheeks were flushed.
Jia Heng took Miaoyu's hand, stared at the beauty, and said softly: "Miaoyu."
Miaoyu's crystal clear eyes met those smart eyebrows, and her heart rippled, clearly catching the heart-stopping heat deep in her eyes.
He wants to be with her...
That's right, she and he have already had a life-and-death bond, and they are inseparable from each other.
Although I had thought about this day for a long time, when it finally arrived, I was still a little overwhelmed. At this moment, the mentality of a secular woman finally defeated the carefreeness of a foreigner.
Jia Heng said warmly: "Miaoyu, I will go south in a few days, and I don't know how long it will take to come back."
Miaoyu was twenty-nine years old, several years older than Daiyu. In this era when marriage was relatively early, she probably even had children, so there was no need to suppress her love when it was intense.
Miaoyu's cheeks were slightly red, and she said "Hmm" in a voice as loud as a mosquito's fly. She pursed her glossy lips, closed her eyes, and mustered up her courage. She was about to approach him, but Jia Heng let her go.
When he was confused, he saw that the young man had already taken his hand and said, "Master, please recite the sutra."
Miao Yufang suddenly felt panic in her heart. As she lingered there, her mind wavered. She stared at the young man and said in a trembling voice: "Jia Heng, you...you must be nicer to me in the future."
At the end of the story, my bright eyes were as full as water, seeing obsession and confusion,
She is his person in life and his ghost in death.
Jia Heng's face was stunned for a moment, and he stared at Miaoyu, seeming to see the treasure in those bright eyes. He smiled softly and whispered: "I treat Miaoyu like a treasure."
He really likes Miaoyu's temperament. In addition to Miaoyu's fate that makes him unhappy, there is also White Tiger Steamed Bun... which is simply a flawless jade gifted to him by God.
Miaoyu's heart trembled slightly as she listened to the young man calling her name with sincerity. Her eyelashes dropped with a trace of panic. Then her mouth opened slightly, her eyebrows furrowed, and she let out a snort from her nose.
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In the winter of the 15th year of Chongping, in the courtyard with the three-character plaque inscribed on the title of "Guancui'an", under the eaves of the wet green wall in the southwest corner, several plum blossoms bloomed proudly against the frost and snow, and the biting wind blew in.
The red plum blossoms covered with snowflakes seemed to be overwhelmed. With the sound of Kacha, the red plum blossoms fell piece by piece and landed on the white snow. The red plum blossoms were dazzling and bright.
In the distance, the red eaves and green roofs and the pavilions and pavilions with flying eaves are shadowy in the snow, and they are beautiful and tall.
I don't know when, above the vast and sublime sky, the dark night shrouded down like a curtain. The lanterns of Ning and Rong Mansion were illuminated, and the houses in the Grand View Garden were lit up sporadically.
The north wind circulates in the courtyard corridor, making bursts of whining sounds as it blows over the eaves. The lanterns under the corridor eaves rush or slowly, scattering large or small clouds on the railings and jade steps.
light and shadow.
A lit lantern was hung on both sides of the plaque in the Congcui Temple. The maid Su Su, with a red face, walked under the slippery and muddy eaves with one foot high and one foot low, returning to the courtyard. The candles on the high table had already been
Candles shed tears.
The orange light cast Su Su's petite figure on the screen, and the little girl glanced at the warm spring-like interior.
Suddenly, from within the curtain of the inner compartment, Jia Heng whispered: "It seems to be dark outside. Are you hungry?"
Miaoyu rested her head in Jia Heng's arms. Her cheeks, as white as snow, were already densely covered with a rose-red halo. From her neck to her collarbone, she was shining brightly.
The beauty pressed her cheek against her hot chest. On the cold winter night, the curtains felt so warm that it even made people sweat. The curled hair on the temples was covered with sweat. Her originally arrogant and cold voice sounded
With a touch of tenderness and tenderness: "You're not very hungry, you...are you leaving?"
In this moment of close embrace, no matter how cold and aloof they are, they can't hide their reluctance to leave.
Jia Heng caressed the beautiful woman's snow-white and round shoulders, kissed Miaoyu's fragrant and tender skin on her cheek, and said softly: "I'm not going anywhere tonight, I'm just staying with our master."
Miaoyu's attachment to him undoubtedly deepened.
And he seems to find that some people like Miaoyu more and more.
It can only be said that the leopard's head was set on fire in the fodder yard. This White Tiger Festival hall has no regrets. I still remember the very skillful description in the "Water Margin" I read... The snow was falling hard.
The illustrations of the leopard's head carrying a flower gun hanging from a gourd and climbing Liangshan on a snowy night are even more lifelike.
Miaoyu's cheeks were red with embarrassment, and her voice, which was as cold as melting ice and snow in the past, was already sweet and sweet, and she said, "Who wants you to accompany me? Just go and do your business."
Who is his master's wife?
Jia Heng chuckled lightly and said, "Miaoyu, can I come over and stay with you every day from now on?"
When Miaoyu heard this, she was happy at first, then her face changed slightly, and she said in shock: "Then I...I am really the trouble."
When she reads those Buddhist scriptures and is obsessed with women and hurts her own nature, then she is really harming him.
Jia Heng chuckled and whispered: "Then what should I do if I miss you? Master."
In fact, he was just joking. His determination has been tested for a long time. Not everyone can face Chai Dai and Dayu can control the floods and not enter the house three times.
Especially after meeting Mopan and Xueer, plus Xianning and Chanyue, his willpower was exercised to a certain extent.
Miaoyu said angrily: "That can't happen every day..."
As he spoke, his voice became thinner, and just now she discovered that he was obsessed with her appearance. Although he pitied her as a new bride, after getting into a better state, she wished she could...
Jia Heng thought for a while and said seriously: "Then three to five days?"
Miaoyu: "..."
When he reacted, he was joking at himself, and couldn't help pinching Jia Heng, but in the end he couldn't bear to use force, so he pretended to be angry and said: "The big man is a first-class Wuhou, and he is usually very majestic. Who would have thought that he would be such a rogue?"
"Then what should we do?" Jia Heng smiled softly, reached out and patted Miaoyu, and in the jade woman's brows of shame and confusion, he said warmly: "Okay, let's not talk about it anymore, get up and eat, I'm a little nervous now.
I’m hungry, I’ll talk to you about business later.”
Miao Yu softly said "Hmm", but just got up and didn't hold up her arms. She frowned and suddenly felt that her delicate body was as soft as silkworm. She opened the quilt and saw that she felt a little sad and sweet at the same time.
