Chapter 539 The sad sound of the West Wing, the broken temple settles down
There is a moon in the east window, and the curtain is blown by the wind.
Cui Wan saw the black shadow clearly and his guarded look dropped a bit.
Immediately, he raised his hand and threw it, and the feather duster turned over several times and fell into a three-color bottle without any mistake, making a "thumping" sound.
Xiao Ping was still choked with sobs, but Cui Wan hurriedly moved around, walked around them, closed the window again, finally breathed a sigh of relief, and said to the person next to Xiao Ping: "Sister Xiaoman, why is it you? Now?
There are many Yuanfu eagle dogs in the mansion. If you come here rashly, I'm afraid it won't be easy to escape!"
After seeing each other for a few days, Xiao Man couldn't help but feel sad for the sixth lady of the Cui Mansion, who had a wide sash, thin skin, and an increasingly haggard appearance.
Hearing the concern in her words, my heart warmed up, and I immediately showed my face and said: "Although this sister Xiao Ping is a weak woman, she is loyal and courageous, and is willing to take big risks to tell the news about the changes in your house to Tan Yatou.
, it’s really touching!
That's why I left at night and sent her back to avoid being noticed by them, which would be detrimental to your mansion. Besides, I have been to Yingchuan Villa several times, and I have quite a lot of experience in how to deal with these clawed eagles and dogs.
whee!"
While talking, Xiao Man helped Xiao Ping remove her dirty dress and embroidered shoes and threw them aside. Cui Wan also loosened her hair, picked up the comb, mixed it with warm water, and was about to wash her hair.
Xiao Ping was flattered, and said in fear: "Sixth Miss, Sixth Miss! Don't be like this... You must not be like this! Xiao Ping is just a servant, if the master knows that Xiao Ping has messed up her status, he will definitely
Driven out of the mansion..."
Cui Wan stopped his hand and said with guilt: "If you hadn't conveyed the message for me, why would you be in such an embarrassing situation? Forget it! You are much more familiar with the furnishings in this room than I am. Go and freshen up early.
Take a rest and don't worry about me. I'll say a few words of respect to Sister Xiaoman."
Xiao Ping slept well, received the blessing gift, cut her socks, walked around the screen, and went outside.
Cui Wan then took Xiaoman's hands, sat down in front of the desk, and said with crystal eyes: "Sister Xiaoman! Wan'er is very grateful that you are willing to come here in person. To be honest, Wan'er asked Xiao Ping to go to Tan.
The junior sister sent this message because she actually wanted to use the power of Uncle Qin Shi and your sect to save me from this place.
After you and Uncle Qin Shi left my place that day, Wan'er asked the staff in the palace to go out and inquire. When they came, they found out that sister Xiaoman was not only a Zoroastrian protector, but also a saint, with an extraordinary status! But Wan'er and her sister were just the same person.
Due to the fate and the current situation, I was really desperate, so I came up with this method.
Wan'er is overjoyed to see her sister tonight. In order to get rid of the treacherous Xiang Yuan Zai, she shamelessly begs for help: I sincerely hope that my sister can act righteously and rescue Wan'er from this cage.
Go. In this life, Wan'er will only love Chong Lingzi. If we can't grow old together, I would rather die in a boudoir!"
As he said that, Cui Wan made a "boom" sound and knelt down in front of Xiao Man. Two rows of pearls and jade splashed down, soon wetting his front.
Xiaoman was stunned and didn't know what to do. His heart was filled with knots and mixed feelings:
She naturally knew that the reason Cui Wan was so resistant was all because of Young Master Yang. But looking at the situation today, Cui Wan's firmness in his feelings and determination in his mind were actually more important than hers. But she has always been limited to her status as a saint, and has always been
I didn't dare to have too many extravagant thoughts about Mr. Yang. Until my love grew and I couldn't restrain myself, I no longer looked forward and backward as before, but I just concealed it and showed some of my feelings, hoping that Mr. Yang would understand.
However, everything is unpredictable and it is difficult to go as expected. That trip to the Shendu Garden forced the holy aunt to leave the church and asked the miracle doctor Wang Bing to temporarily take over as the leader. As a result, within a few days, the situation in the church quietly began to rise.
Due to the changes, the attitude of some religious protectors and missionaries toward her as a saint has obviously become less admiring and more perfunctory. Her situation in the religion has gone from bad to worse, and recently, she has almost become nothing more than a mere name.
In addition, I tied up my hands and feet that night, half-heartedly, and secretly performed the Zhougong ceremony with Young Master Yang. It was quite sweet at the time. Later, I was tricked into a religion by Li Shaochen, and I was almost teased. Looking back on my previous actions, I was embarrassed and frightened, but I was filled with bitterness.
Taste. She knew that she was not destined to be with Mr. Yang, but she still wanted to fly into the flames and insist on forcing her. If it weren't for Shou Gongsha still being there, I'm afraid she would have been burned to a charred skeleton by the church...
Thoughts flashed through her mind, and she couldn't help but feel a bit envious of Cui Wan. Xiaoman quickly helped her up and said with a bitter look on her face: "Wan'er, please don't be like this! You and I are actually the same generation, and Xiaoman was born a few days earlier than you.
It’s only a few months, just call me by my Chinese name... As for taking action, since Xiaoman is here, he will naturally not stay out of it!
It's just that... all matters in the religion are managed and decided by the leader Wang, Tianji, Diwei, Yaori, Shenhuo and other protectors. Xiaoman's words are really insignificant, I'm afraid I will disappoint you. But in this case, I will return to the religion
I will definitely talk to Tan Xiangchu in detail, and I don’t think he will stand idly by."
When Cui Wan heard this, the enthusiasm that had just risen in her heart immediately cooled down. Although Xiaoman was willing to take action, she was alone. How could she fight against the powerful and cunning Yuan Zai? If she were not careful, she might still be able to do it.
Fold yourself in...
So Cui Wan Yingying bowed again and said sadly: "It's Wan'er who is abrupt. It's hard for my sister to do this... That Yuan Zai covered the sky with one hand in the court, and the eagles and dogs he drove were all imperial guards. It's really not appropriate to hit stones with eggs... If you are a small child,
Sister Man really takes pity on Wan'er, so I'll trouble you to find Chong Lingzi and pass a message on my behalf... I'm afraid Wan'er's sword-fighting agreement with him will be difficult to fulfill..."
Before he could say anything, he finally couldn't hold it in any longer, so he covered his face and began to cry.
Looking at Cui Wan's sad look, Xiaoman felt conflicted. He wanted to try his best to help her and escape the Yuan family's forced marriage, but he didn't want Yang Zhaoxi to get involved with her again.
Her delicate lips opened several times, but she didn't know what to say. She could only reach out and stroke her shoulders and back, and nodded heavily.
Then he raised the curtain, opened the window sash, and disappeared into the dark blue night with a slight jump.
The ice is cool and the mist is cool, and the aroma of Yage tea is fragrant.
On the third floor of the Dongli Tea House, in the Tingyun Pavilion, Li Changyuan, Gongsun Xuantong, Yu Chiyuan, Tong Chunxi and other Taoist friends sat together at a table, cooking tea and discussing Taoism, and each seemed to be at ease with it.
After several cups of tea, Li Changyuan's face became solemn, he raised his eyes and said seriously: "Fellow Taoists, Chang Yuan really doesn't dare to disobey the sage's instructions! I ask all of you Taoists to do your best to help me with what I have just entrusted to you! My disciple
Although Chong Lingzi is only at the age of dancing as an elephant, he has profound Taoist skills and outstanding talents. He is also eager for public justice and has a pure nature. This is the only hope for the old Taoist to break the situation this time.
Although His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is not in charge of this year's 'Shendu Martial Arts Conference', and it is inconvenient for Chang Yuan to show up. But with all the Taoist friends working together to help, it is certain that the plans of Yuan Zai, Wang Jin and his ilk will be difficult to succeed!"
After saying this, Li Changyuan actually stood up and bowed respectfully to his fellow Taoists.
Gongsun Xuantong immediately raised his hands and returned the salute and said: "Fellow Taoist Changyuan, there is no need to worry! Chong Lingzi is my disciple of Shangqingguan. Since he was ordered by his master to go up to the stage to fight to seize the water sword, I, Shangqingguan, will definitely use up all the best."
Come out, help from the side, and help him get rid of more powerful enemies!"
Tong Chunxi, the son of Yuan Yi, also held up his hands and said: "Chong Lingzi and our Linji Temple have a long history. Last time, he killed the tiger monster and avenged the blood of Shui Xizi Luo Rou. For kindness and righteousness, we, Linji Temple, will all be grateful."
Please help!"
Wei Chiyuan, the master of Hongdao Temple, stroked his silver beard and looked solemnly: "Friend Changyuan, you can rest assured. After the old Taoist returns to visit, he must find ways to stabilize the angel Liu Zhongyi. Lest he rush back to Chang'an and ruin our plan
!When the dust of the 'Shendu Martial Arts Conference' settles down, no matter whose hand the sword falls into, the old Taoist will send someone to write a letter to let you know."
When Li Changyuan heard this, he picked up the tea cup and faced several people from a distance. Seeing this, all the fellow Taoists also picked up the tea cup, used tea as wine, and drank with them.
In the elegant house, the sound of talking and laughing soon came again.
The grass grows long in the northern suburbs and blocks the roads.
The owner of the Rouge Valley in the Eastern Wu Dynasty, Hua Nongying, led a group of women with warblers and swallows to gaze at the remote place. They walked through the fields and crossed the ditches, and the further they walked, the more desolate they became.
At first, the group of girls were chattering, talking and laughing, and even picked wild flowers from the grass nests, wove them into garlands, and put them on their pink necks. However, after walking for several miles, the group of girls looked around and saw no human beings in sight, and fear gradually grew in their hearts.
They all stopped talking.
The scorching sun was tilted to the west, hanging halfway in the sky, obscured by passing clouds, but the heat remained unabated.
The group of girls walked in a meandering way. Only when they were thirsty and disgusted did they see a lonely temple not far away, hiding among a few tall and thin trees.
Passing through the tree canopy and being illuminated by the flaming light, it actually felt like a bit of a blur.
Hua Nongying was not afraid of the scorching heat. She turned around and shouted: "Go faster! There is the ruined temple in front of you. When you get there, you can rest and eat some dry food. Before it gets dark, you have to fetch some water and dig.
Make a pit stove, cut some wormwood, and settle in early.
We only have to endure it for two days, and we should rush to Longmen Mountain in the south of the city to participate in the 'Shendu Martial Arts Conference'. In the past few days, we must pay close attention to practicing and regulating our breathing and replenishing our energy. We must not fall down on the 'Sifang Platform'
Rouge Valley’s reputation!”
Hearing this, the group of girls said yes one after another. They immediately braved the scorching sun, braced themselves, supported each other, and hurried towards the ruined temple.
After a while, the heads of various departments, "sighing winter, lamenting spring, crying summer, lamenting autumn", stood in front of the ruined temple.
Looking up and taking a closer look, I saw that the cornices were slightly broken, many black tiles were missing, the lime walls had turned yellow, and even the painted pillars in front of the temple showed a gray wooden background. The door and window grilles were full of
Some of the dark patches were covered with cobwebs, like a different kind of window screen.
Seeing this dilapidated situation, Hua Nongying sighed secretly in her heart: If he hadn't attacked in anger today, destroyed many items in Dongli Tea House, and was blackmailed by the unfathomable tea shop owner to steal most of the gold and silver, how could he have lost his money?
Reduced to this stage? It seems that what Master said is right. My competitive and sharp-edged temperament really needs to be changed.
After turning her mind around, Hua Nongying spoke again: "Hua Manqi, lead four disciples to patrol around this ruined temple to see if there are any traces of bandits or wild beasts. Hua Jieyu, lead us
The two disciples took their water bags and iron woks and went to find streams nearby to fetch water for cooking.
Hua Ranchen, you lead a disciple to cut some mugwort, weave it into moxa sticks, and put them in front of the temple to dry. If there are many mosquitoes at night, you can light them to drive them away. Hua Xiaochi, you and the other disciples follow me into the temple and clean them.
After some arrangements, we will stay here starting tonight..."
As soon as the order was given, the girls all obeyed and immediately dispersed.