Chapter 145 Bringing Poetry and Wine, Drunk Spring Breeze
The pond is like a mirror, turning the sky upside down.
In Cui Mansion's small pond, there are no waves. During the day, the clouds are sinking to the bottom of the water. The lotus leaves have just emerged, pricking the water surface a little, like the holy lotus growing in the fairy palace.
Outside a guest room, the maid delivering lunch knocked for a long time, but she still didn't open the door. She had to pick up the wooden box, turned around and left angrily. After walking five or six feet, she was called by a familiar voice: "Cai
Zhu! Wait a minute!" Looking back, it was Xiao Ping.
"Xiao Ping, what's the matter? The kitchen is busy, and I'm in a hurry to get back!" the maid named Caizhu said with a frown.
"Sister Caizhu, this lunch is for Young Master Yang, right? Why did you finish it so quickly?" Xiao Ping asked curiously.
"I haven't eaten at all! After knocking for a long time, there is no one in the room." Caizhu curled her lips and said.
"No one? Where can he go? Miss Six is still... um! I know Sister Caizhu, please go back quickly!" Xiao Ping muttered, almost spilling the beans, and hurriedly interrupted her conversation.
In the guest room, Yang Zhaoxi was still sitting on the couch, with mist steaming out from his neck, cheeks, and top of his head, like a fairy. The innate and acquired Qi in his body were like water in a stream, flowing endlessly. The sunlight coming in through the window hit him.
On the body, countless small crystal light spots are reflected, fleeting, seeping into the pores, coating the second energy with a layer of pale gold.
A clear and clear thought continues to swim around the body. The five-color mist gradually dissolves, and the three Dantians are like dragon whirls, breathing in the acquired energy. The internal organs are also vividly visible, some shrinking and swelling, and some twisting slightly.
They move, some jump lively...
This thought is like a bird flying over the wonderful scenery in front of you, just like traveling through famous mountains and rivers. Everything you see is majestic and majestic, and you can't help but linger over it.
This idea forgets time, self, body, and emotions... Immersed in the endless wandering, it does not feel boring, nor does it produce sadness or joy. It only feels that everything in the world is vast and small; it also feels that the past and present have also
There is no birth or death. Everything is only in a thought, invisible and shapeless, nothing more.
Who am I? It doesn’t matter…
Where do I come from? No way of knowing...
Where do I want to go? All living beings turn into dust, without any thoughts...
The mind wanders, walking and stopping, up and down in all directions, regardless of west or east...
I don't know how many years have passed, or just a few breaths, Yang Zhaoxi slowly opened his eyes, a faint white light shot out for a few feet, and quickly dissipated.
The feeling of endless vicissitudes of life welled up from my heart and filled my whole body. I suddenly felt that everything in the world was a body with various shapes, beautiful on the outside and empty in the middle, without any meaning. Advances and retreats, gains and losses, joy and anger, life and death, and all kinds of injustices
Mind, everything returns to nothingness.
Is this "the supreme forgetfulness of love"? Yang Zhaoxi dispersed the inner elixir technique, and his mind was still immersed in the mysterious and unattached perception. It was unclear whether it was nostalgia or loss. At this moment, there was only a faint sense of confusion.
Perhaps, this is the state of "sitting and forgetting" that has never been touched before!
The words in "Taomen Neidan Shuo" appeared in his mind again: Those who sit and forget, separate from the form and lose wisdom, forget both things and myself, the emptiness is extremely quiet, all things are the same, and are unrestrained. It is said that there is no one in the world, and there is no god and man.
Gong, the saint is nameless...
The sun's shadow was slanting to the west, and the orange light was thin, covering the guest room with a layer of golden color. Unknowingly, it was already dusk!
However, there was no feeling of hunger in the abdomen. Instead, due to the practice of practicing qi, he became full of energy, radiant and indescribably comfortable. Yang Zhaoxi stretched his body, put on his boots and went to bed, then put on the silk-covered
The window sash was opened, allowing the twilight to fully shine in.
I walked around the room in the warm twilight. I glanced aimlessly from the corner of my eye, and suddenly saw a set of spring clothes, a brocade bag and a lot of money on the table, so I sat down and looked through it.
stand up:
Spring clothes include plain scarves, flowered damask robes, large-sleeved undershirts, wide-mouthed trousers, high-head shoes, jade belts, etc., both inside and outside; the brocade bag contains a copper fish charm, with "Cui" engraved on the belly of the fish.
The word "Shi" can be used as a voucher to enter and leave Cui's house; large sums of money are tied with ropes and can be used for daily expenses.
After Yang Chao read it, he took off hundreds of pieces of money, which were always big, and put them into his purse, and put the rest in his baggage. He also put the fish charm on his waist, put away a set of spring clothes, and then stood up.
Get ready to go to the courtyard to get some fresh air.
There was a knock on the door again. Yang Zhaoxi opened it and saw that it was the young man in the embroidered robe from the morning.
He was seen holding a three-color Pisces in his left hand, holding two horn cups in his right hand, smiling brightly: "Young Master Yang! I am lucky enough to see a chivalrous man today. What a blessing! So I came here with a drink and wanted to confront the Young Master.
I wonder if I can have a drink?"
Yang Chaoxi clasped her fists and smiled: "What an honor! I wonder what you would call me?"
"Young student Cui Gong! He is Wan'er's fifth brother. He has always admired heroes. I have nothing to do today, so I came uninvited to make friends. Haha!" Cui Gong spoke freely and without the airs of a child of aristocratic family, which is quite right.
Yang Zhaoxi's spleen and stomach.
The two of them exchanged a few polite words and sat down at the table. Cui Gong did not hesitate, raised his hand to place the two horn cups, and took out a kudzu scarf from his arms and covered the mouth of the cup. Then he skillfully picked it up
The three-color Pisces pours out the dark red wine syrup and fills the horn cup. The whole set of movements is smooth and flowing. You can tell at a glance that you are a person who knows how to drink!
Cui Gong lifted up his scarf, held up a cup, and placed it in front of Yang Chaoxi. He picked up another cup and said, "The birds are crossing the Luoshui River in the evening, and the setting sun is all over the spring mountains. In this situation, let's do it first as a token of respect!"
Drink it with your head up.
Yang Chaoxi knew that it is best for Confucian scholars to accompany wine with poetry, so naturally he could not remain silent, so he also picked up the horn cup: "hold the wine to ride the rapid waves, and overturn the cup to climb the dangerous peaks. Good wine! Good poems! It's a great idea." After that,
He drank the wine in one gulp and tipped the horn cup upside down on the table, looking like a small mountain.
"Wonderful, wonderful!" Cui Gong said with a smile, put the wine glasses away, sifted the wine for the two of them again, then took another glass and drank it, "The smell of wine is both heroic and heroic, and the chivalrous style brings the evening breeze. In the past, I was Mangshan
The swordsman is now the cannibal of Cui Mansion."
Yang Chaoxi smiled bitterly in his heart: Are you still here? I am a martial artist, how can I have such a poetic talent? So he held the wine glass and stood frozen for a long time, speechless.
Cui Gong grabbed the handle and laughed: "Can't you chant? It's easy! You punish yourself with three cups, and we can start again!"
Yang Chaoxi raised his eyebrows: "Wait a minute, I have it! I am ashamed of my character, but my talent and love are better than the world. I used to be a guest under the lamp in the cold window, but now I am a person on the list of wild goose pagodas." After saying that, he drank a glass calmly.
The two looked at each other, laughed, and continued to drink. Unconsciously, the sky was getting dark, and the white candles on the three-color candlesticks were burning again, and then burned again... After a few more candles, a bottle full of wine was filled by the two of them.
Drink till not a drop is left.
Cui Gong's drinking power was low. When he was about to stand up, he felt that his head was dizzy and his feet were soft. He didn't know what time it was. He accidentally saw the fish charm on Yang Chaoxi's waist and couldn't help laughing: "Yang, Young Master Yang! My father is a talented person."
People...with this fish charm...can go shopping in Luoyang City at night!"
Yang Zhaoxi supported Cui Gong and replied with a smile: "Is that true? We might as well take advantage of the drunkenness and go out for a walk!"
Cui Gong rolled his eyes: "Why are you lying to me? Let's go out together now... Let's see which Wuhou dares to stop..."
The two of them put their arms around each other and staggered out of the guest room. Sure enough, they saw the personal book boy and the maid standing aside waiting. When they saw the drunk Cui Gong, they hurriedly stepped forward to support him. After hurriedly saluting Yang Chaoxi, they
He helped Cui Gong back to his room.
Yang Zhaoxi turned around and closed the door. The wine redness on his face quickly faded as his body was spinning. He recalled the random conversation they had just had while drinking, but he learned a lot about Cui Mansion from Cui Gong's mouth.
For example, Cui Gong was born to Cui Luo's beloved concubine and was actually the son of a concubine, while Cui Wan was born to Cui Mansion's mistress and was the legitimate daughter.
Fortunately, in Cui Mansion, there is not much difference between concubine and concubine. All support in the mansion must be obtained based on talent, learning and endowment. Therefore, talent can last for several generations.
"He is a good scholar and has a good temperament. He is an interesting friend and worth making friends with." Yang Zhaoxi murmured with a smile, and couldn't help but recall what happened since coming down the mountain:
Counting the time, it was only a few days before Senior Sister Luo Rou was buried, but the things behind the scenes that he wanted to investigate were making slow progress. He was wasted in Cui Mansion for two more days, which was really wrong!
Thinking of this, I couldn't help but feel a little guilty. I decided to get up tomorrow morning and go see Zhang Wuhou again to see if I could get anything else from interrogating the murderer. Then I would take the fish charm awarded by Cui Mansion and go to Tongyuan Canal.
Try to explore the dredged area of the Xiecheng Canal to see how extensive the Cui Mansion's fish charms are and whether you can find anything strange.
Having made up his mind, Yang returned to the couch morning and evening, sat down and practiced the exercises without stopping.
Early the next morning, the eastern sky bloomed with rays of light, and thousands of households in Luo City were covered with a layer of gold.
After Yang Zhaoxi breathed in the purple air from the east, he slowly let out a breath of turbid air and felt even more refreshed. Then he stepped on his high-heeled shoes and walked towards the door - a maid had already brought breakfast to him outside the door.
With my current cultivation level, I can live without food for a short time, but how can I live up to the delicacies of the world?
Yang Zhaoxi unbolted the door bolt, opened the door and saw that it was Xiao Ping who carried the wooden box and delivered the morning meal.
"Yang Shaoxia! I came to look for you yesterday, but you were not in the house. I had to take the opportunity to come here today." Xiao Ping said with a smile, a pair of shallow pear dimples appeared.
"Girl, what do you want me to teach you?" Yang Zhaoxi said smoothly as she opened the wooden box, took the food in her hands and smelled it.
Xiao Ping chuckled: "My sixth lady asked me to pass on an 'oral message': after you guys left yesterday, she made a bet with the head of the family. The head of the house will send you an errand in the near future. If you complete it well, the miss will naturally be with you."
Rong Yan; if you are not useful enough and fail to do your job, the master of the house will kick you out."
Yang Chaoxi smiled bitterly and said: "I, who did I offend? Can I not accept this job?"
Xiao Ping suddenly put her hands behind her back and imitated Cui Luo's demeanor and said: "Eat my grain and do my things. If you want to gain a foothold in Cui Mansion, you must show your achievements!"
Yang Zhaoxi clasped her fists and said, "When I first entered your house, Mr. Yang will never take easy matters or shirk the hard ones. So your sixth lady sent you here to say this?"
"Of course not!" Xiao Ping shook her head and retorted seriously, "Miss said, if the errand is simple, you should do it easily! If the errand is extremely difficult or even extremely dangerous, you should still put your own safety first.
.As for the errands, Miss will find someone to do it for you."
"Then thank you Miss Sixth! But why doesn't she come here in person?" Yang Zhaoxi asked casually as she started to stuff food into her mouth.
"Miss..." Xiao Ping felt a little sad, "Miss was grounded by the head of the family. It was said that she had sent a birthday note to Yuan Xiang's Mansion. She would not be let out until she got a reply... That's why Miss sent me to deliver the message."
"Ah? What Yuan Xiang? What's the birthday card?" Yang Zhaoxi said in shock. He stopped stuffing the sesame cake in his mouth. The large bowl of sesame porridge in front of him was steaming in vain.
"Didn't Miss mention it to you? The birthday sticker is a name sticker with the birth date of the lady written on it. Before the marriage, it is given to the man's family to show the fortune teller whether the horoscopes match. Yuan Xiang is Yuan Zai, the Prime Minister of the DPRK, and the third son of his family.
Yuan Jineng doesn't have a real wife yet, so he naturally wants to marry a woman from the right family..." Xiao Ping spoke eloquently and quickly explained the reasons clearly.
"Wan'er... are you getting married?" Yang Chaoxi said in a dry voice, as if struck by lightning.
It's not that it's hard to let go. After all, although I've known Cui Wan for a long time, the time I spent together was only a few days. I just couldn't help but think of Guan Lin'er's marriage, and the sadness in my heart couldn't be suppressed anymore: Could it be that
Do I have a fate with the woman I know well?
Yang Zhaoxi was thinking like this, his expression was dull, and a small piece of sesame cake in his hand fell into the sesame porridge, but he didn't even notice it.
Xiao Ping saw this and smiled secretly in her heart: Miss Bingxue is indeed smart. With just such a sentence, she can find out whether Yang Shaoxia's intentions are genuine or not. It seems that Miss Yang is quite important in his heart!
Xiao Ping watched him stay for a few seconds, and felt unbearable, and then smiled and said: "It's not a sure thing. There are several wealthy families who sent the name cards to Yuan Xiang's mansion, so the young lady may not be able to be chosen."
Only then did Yang Chaoxi come back to her senses. She cupped her hands and said, "I've lost my composure. If there is a chance, please take me to see Wan'er. I must ask her face to face."
Xiao Ping nodded in agreement. Seeing that he had finished eating, she put away the wooden box with the utensils, bowed and left.
In the deep courtyard, the female relatives of the mansion all live in the last two courtyards. Although the prosperous dynasty was civilized, the defense of men and women was also very important.
In the backyard of Cui Mansion, in a room in the west wing, Cui Wan was painting his eyebrows, applying powder, combing his hair, and putting on a high bun. At this time, if he looked closely at the figure in the bronze mirror, there was something unspeakable.
Bright and beautiful.
"Alas! My daughter's makeup is really cumbersome. It's better to tie her hair in a bun. Besides, I'm not showing it to that person today." Cui Wan sighed.
Today is the Shangsi Festival, and my mother and the rest of the family are going for an outing in the eastern suburbs together, and they will also hold a "skirt banquet" as usual. If it were in previous years, I would have been the most dazzling one - not only good at poetry and writing, but also good at martial arts.
Even if she collides with women from other wealthy families and competes openly and secretly, she will never be at a disadvantage.
It's just that I have a lot of things on my mind this year. When I think about fighting flowers, fighting grass, fighting poems, guessing riddles... my thoughts are confused. It seems that the excitement belongs to others, and I am just a spectator who feels sorry for myself.
"Miss, the morning meal has been delivered. The 'news' was also told to him. Guess what?" Xiao Ping suddenly came from outside, her voice was light and lively.
"Say it! Speak it! You stinky maid, how dare you betray me in front of me!" Cui Wan laughed and cursed.
"That Young Master Yang, when he heard that the young lady was getting married, he was stunned! It was like a piece of wood. I poked it with my sword a few times, but I didn't even know it hurt!" Xiao Ping covered her mouth and laughed.
"Where did you get the sword? Stop talking nonsense! Didn't he say anything after hearing this?" Cui Wan rolled his eyes and smiled again.
Xiao Ping then gradually stopped laughing and coughed a few times before saying: "He! He said, 'Sister Xiao Ping, could you please take me to see Wan'er again, I would be very grateful'. What a fool! If our lady really
What can you do if you get married and look at each other more or less? In my opinion, Yang Shaoxia is a martial arts expert and he directly kidnapped the young lady and locked her up for life. Wouldn't it be more straightforward..."
Before she finished speaking, Cui Wan had already waved her soft jade hand over and said angrily: "Smelly maid! Let me tear your mouth open! Tell you to talk nonsense again!"
Xiao Ping laughed and dodged while pretending to beg for mercy, saying to herself: "Hee hee! He also told me... If I share a tent with you, the passionate young lady, how could I be willing to do it... Geez! How could I let you fold the quilt and make the bed! Giggle gig...
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Cui Wan was so angry that he rushed towards Xiao Ping, pushed her down on the couch, and put his hands into her armpits and ribs, causing bursts of sweet laughter.
Just like this, the master and the maid started laughing and playing in the boudoir, and they stopped for a long time.