"Gudu..."
The little girl held the bowl of rice wine, raised her head and took the last sip into her mouth. She did not swallow it, but wrapped it in her mouth. As a result, her little face bulged and her mouth became a small ball. It was red and moist because I just drank rice wine. And she was sitting on the floor with her back to the Taoist, her eyes moving around and her feet moving around. She no longer concentrated on eating, but became bored and dazed.
After looking at it for a while, I swallowed the rice wine.
I couldn't help but smash my mouth a few times.
The coarsely brewed glutinous rice soup was two different things from the rice wine sent by General Chen. It had no alcoholic taste, only a rich rice aroma, and was cold and sweet, which she liked very much.
Without hesitation, he took another bowl from the jar.
He didn't rush to drink it after serving it, so he just put it there, turned his head, and stared blankly at the Taoist priest who was talking to the woman.
But it soon became boring.
How could someone put aside such a delicious laosheng soup and not drink hard, such a delicious fish and mutton soup without drinking hard, and not eat mutton and chicken hard, but put most of their attention on talking?
Are adults always so boring?
Or does it happen occasionally?
The little girl's mind is particularly active.
"Miss Sanhua."
The maid's voice came from the front.
The maid seemed to have eaten and drank enough, and seemed not to be interested in the conversation between the Taoist and the master. She was looking at her with a smile: "Are you bored, Miss Sanhua? How about I come play with Miss Sanhua?"
"Sanhua Empress has her own tail."
"That's up to you."
The little girl was still sitting next to the Taoist, with her small body leaning against the Taoist's waist. She was in a daze, as if she was thinking about something, but also seemed not to be thinking about anything. She occasionally turned her head to look at the maid.
The whole person fell into a strange state.
"call……"
The cold wind blew, stirring the white gauze curtains.
The fluttering curtains caught her attention.
The little girl couldn't help turning her head and stared straight at the curtain. Then she turned around expressionlessly, and with a roar, she turned into a cat and started running around in the empty upstairs. She straightened up and grabbed the curtains, or He ran frantically from left to right like a nervous wreck, stopped for a while, stared at the air, and then ran frantically in the other direction.
Otherwise, he would just scratch like crazy at the pillar.
Or chasing the tail in circles, lying down holding the tail and biting it, or running to the edge of the second floor and walking on the railing.
After playing for a while, he ran back to the Taoist, got close to the two small bowls, licked a few mouthfuls of mutton soup, and a few mouthfuls of fermented glutinous rice soup. He made sure that all the rain and dew were soaked, and no one was left out. Repeat this.
When he was satisfied with his drink, he turned around and continued running around on the floor.
The Taoist still listened to the woman's detailed explanation.
"The most remarkable thing is undoubtedly the old willow tree that has survived from ancient times to the present. It has the power to penetrate the heavens and the earth. Looking at all the fairies and ghosts in the world, it is probably difficult to find anyone who is more powerful than him. But early in the north Many years ago during the war, there was no news about his old man. Now that the way of heaven has evolved so fast, maybe he has died long ago." Miss Wanjiang said, "The White Rhinoceros clan was implicated by the White Ox King. , it is estimated that they are facing a comprehensive investigation by the Heavenly Palace. I heard that the Dragon Dragon clan has also gone south. In order to survive forever, they are ready to imitate the Anqing Yanxian and seek the incense and divine way from the human world."
"What's your plan now?"
"Is the Taoist asking about us or the Yuezhou fox?"
"What's the difference?"
"If you ask us, you have to ask the Taoist first. Is it out of curiosity and concern among friends, or is it an inquiry out of humanity." The woman smiled, "If you ask the Yuezhou fox, we can't tell the Taoist."
"Forget it."
Song You didn't even think about it, and then smiled and said: "Have you ever seen the Yuezhou sacred bird under your feet?"
"I saw it once when I was a kid."
"Where did that come from?"
"There are many rumors about the divine bird. Some say it is an elf born and raised by the earth, some say it is the transformation of an ancient great power after his death, and some say it is just a vision of heaven and earth. The specifics are probably only known to those who happened to see the divine bird in the era when it was first born. Got it." The woman had an upright posture and said with a smile, "But when Wanjiang had the chance to see it, Wanjiang was just at the beginning of his spiritual wisdom. It was also a troubled time, but I felt that its grace was outstanding and its beauty surpassed all the suffering in the world. , and took away the obsession of countless innocent souls, I felt that it didn’t matter how it came from, and seeing its appearance was already a great blessing for Wanjiang.”
"rational."
The fire in the small earthenware stove was not very big, but after so long, the mutton soup was slowly boiling. The milky white soup base was bubbling and the heat was rising.
Song You took the pea tips and put them in. He only needed to boil them before picking them up and putting them into a bowl.
The tenderest pea tips became soft as soon as they were put into the pot. With the soup of mutton soup and the fragrance of the pea tips themselves, the Taoist was really satisfied after eating them. In a trance, he felt like he was on the mountain with his master and Heiyu. It feels like the Taoist priest is sitting in a Taoist temple cooking a hot pot in the cold winter.
Just when he raised his eyes for a moment, he saw a fox demon on the opposite side of the smoke.
The woman looked at him with a smile, as if asking him what was on his mind.
"Eat meat!"
At this moment, a small hand holding a piece of mutton stretched out and placed it in front of the Taoist.
Looking over her hand, she saw the stubborn face of Empress Sanhua.
It seemed that he couldn't bear to see him just eating grass.
"..."
The Taoist lowered his eyes and looked at the oily and wet hand, with dust still faintly visible, and then he politely pushed it away: "Ms. Sanhua, you can eat it yourself."
Sanhua Empress has small hands, so she doesn't disobey him and can push him away easily.
However, in just a moment, the hand that had just been pushed away stretched out again.
"Eat meat!"
The little girl stared at him with a determined expression.
"..."
The Taoist looked helpless.
The woman opposite looked at him calmly, while the maid behind her smiled, as if she wanted to see his joke.
"Ms. Sanhua has obviously learned to use chopsticks long ago, and she has superb skills in using chopsticks. Why do you have to grab meat with your hands today?" the Taoist asked helplessly.
"There are a few more hands than chopsticks."
"It makes sense." The maid opposite agreed, "And the hands are more flexible."
"You still have to use chopsticks."
"OK."
Sanhua Empress answered simply, and instantly switched the meat from her right hand to her left hand, picked up the chopsticks, took it from her hand and handed it to the Taoist again.
"Eat meat!"
"Ms. Sanhua has a lot of dust on her hands..."
"It's just dust!"
"Miss Sanhua is right, it's just dust. How can we be born between heaven and earth without getting a little bit of dust?" The maid thought deeply. "Before we became spirits, we all ate meat on the ground. Sometimes the meat was still wet." If you roll around in the mud, why don't you still eat it?"
"..."
The Taoist was not in a hurry, picked up the chopsticks, walked around the pot and picked up a few pieces of mutton: "I can pick it up myself."
Sanhua Empress was stunned when she saw this.
After all, she just couldn't bear to see her Taoist priest eating grass instead of meat. She didn't have to let the Taoist priest eat what she had. After a moment of hesitation, she took back the meat on the chopsticks. Just when she wanted to eat it herself, she saw something from the corner of her eye. Sitting across from him was a smiling fox tail, his expression condensed, and he handed over the meat.
"you eat!"
"..."
The smile on the maid's face suddenly froze.
With a squeak, the meat fell into her bowl.
The little girl sat upright and looked at her.
After an unknown amount of time, the leftovers on the table had been removed, leaving only fruits and rice wine. The maid brought the guqin for the master.
Black wood guqin, gold silk cloud pattern.
"I heard that this piano was used by gods thousands of years ago?" Song You lowered his head and looked at the piano.
"The rumors are true, this piano has indeed been passed down for thousands of years." Miss Wanjiang said, "It is the piano of the guqin master of the Yu Dynasty, and it was used by the music saint who the Yue family worshiped. After the music saint died, This Qin was once collected by the court of the Yu Dynasty. However, after the Yu Dynasty was overthrown, the imperial capital fell, and the imperial palace was destroyed, the Qin was lost among the people. At that time, there happened to be an ancestor who was hanging around in the world, and he was quite famous, so he admired him. A man went through great hardships to get this piano, and took risks to travel thousands of miles to give it to him as a gift."
“What a great camaraderie.”
"Yes." Miss Wan Jiang said, "I heard that at that time, people would die for the sake of honor and sacrifice their lives for the sake of friendship. For demons, the world is changing so fast."
“You can learn a lot with just one step.”
"Is the Taoist saying that Wan Jiang is old?"
"His Majesty knows it's not the case."
"It's just a joke."
The woman smiled at him and then said: "Today I talked with the Taoist Priest. I no longer had any scruples and put aside many pretense. It was really fun, just like that time when I was boating on the river. Wan Jiang was already interested, so he asked the Taoist Priest for his permission to stay late. Jiang played a piece of music on the zither for the Taoist priest to encourage the wine."
"All ears."
"..."
The woman smiled at him and lowered her head.
The fingers are delicate and white, not in a hurry. He presses the strings with his left hand and hooks them with his right hand. As soon as the first note comes out, at a close distance, it seems to have lingered in people's hearts.
The Taoist listened quietly.
Rain and snow were flying outside the window, and the north wind was howling. Occasionally, I could hear the noise downstairs. Unknowingly, the wind seemed to have stopped, the curtains upstairs were lowered, and the people downstairs became quiet.
The sound of the piano sounded again in Hexian Tower.
The art of playing the piano connects the mind, and the sound of the piano naturally enters the heart. Even people who don't like music can have pictures in their minds. If you love vocal music on weekdays, you will be even more mesmerized. It is a physical and mental pleasure from the inside out.
People were so absorbed in listening that even when the music of the piano stopped and the Taoist walked out of the house with the little girl, few people noticed.
By the time they reacted, the sound of the piano had stopped for a long time.
I don't know who started to whisper the first sentence, and everyone immediately lowered their heads to discuss.
"Miss Wanjiang is playing the piano again?"
"Could it be that that gentleman has medical skills?"
"It can't be..."
"Don't talk nonsense! The sound of the piano is smooth and sweet, without any trace of sadness and old age. It only sounds pleasant, like seeing three spring lights. How could it be what you think?"
"This makes sense. Miss Wanjiang must have been cured of her illness and is in a happy mood, so she played this song."
"..."
A servant from Hexian Tower came out and respectfully invited the few people standing at the door who loved gin and wine but could not afford the high expenses in the house. The women who had not played the harp for a long time still came to guard it every day, and invited them into the lobby. All the dignitaries and dignitaries in the palace sat together, and they brought the best wine from Hexian Tower and invited everyone to drink together. Then the sound of the piano sounded again upstairs.
At this time, the Taoist had walked half the street.
Attracted by the sound of the piano, he firmly held the hand of Sanhua Empress who had become dishonest, and stopped and looked back.
I don't know how many people gathered there on the street.
I’m afraid only Taoists know about it at this time——
After today, there will no longer be Wan Jiang in Changjing who is a master of musical instruments.
(End of chapter)
