Chapter 437 Dream: Some grass blows in the wind

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A wise man said: Nine times out of ten things in life are not going as planned, but when one or two of them go well, you will be very lucky.

Once the desire is satisfied, it often makes people feel comfortable physically and mentally, and feels extremely light, just like falling into a dream in the floating world.

Flowers in the mirror, moon in the water, mirage, even if you experience all the prosperity along the way, it will be empty in the end, and there will be no trace of waking up from the dream.

It's a pity that human nature is lazy. Things that are impossible to achieve in reality and people who are not reborn can do whatever they want in dreams. It is inevitable that they will be obsessed and unable to extricate themselves, and their minds will be trapped by it.

Things have been getting better recently, Mei Yuanchen returned to his hometown again, his heart was slightly relieved, and he fell asleep after returning to his old residence in Yuqiong Langyuan.

In the dream, there are some grasses that rise with the wind and become green when they meet the water.

"Brother Yuanchen, please don't cultivate this land. The grass here is long and the soil is moist, which is perfect for raising livestock." After a burst of dazzling light, Xia Chengyi walked to his right, took his arm holding the hoe, and said coquettishly, "You have promised me a long time ago that you want to leave some land for me to raise some chickens and ducks. Look, isn't it just right now?"

Mei Yuanchen seemed to have just escaped from the chaos, his mind was empty, and he was stunned for a moment. But when I saw the beautiful woman looking angry, with a faint smile on her eyebrows, it was so real, and definitely not like a dream.

Seeing that Mei Yuanchen didn't answer him, Xia Chengyi smiled slyly, raised her head to his ear, and asked softly: "Is it possible that you want to leave it to Sister Yun? If you leave it to her to grow medicine, I won't Come fight her."

From the look on her face, it seemed that the two of them had a close relationship.

Mei Yuanchen seemed to be in a fog and didn't know why, so he could only smile and said: "Yiyi, when did the poison in your body get rid of?"

At this moment, he was still immersed in the joy of the beauty's escape from danger, and he didn't want to pursue the long gap in his memory. I thought to myself, "The ripples are right in front of me. This is something that has never happened again. Thinking about what accident happened earlier, I actually forgot many important things."

"Ouch!" Mei Yuanchen was thinking secretly when a sudden pain came from his waist, causing him to exclaim unconsciously. It turned out that Xia Chengyi pinched a small piece of waist meat under his arm and twisted it hard.

"Hmph, you heartless charlatan, how could you forget it again? You and Sister Yun went to Dayu Peak in the Snow Country to search for century-old black ginseng, but you happened to encounter an avalanche. It was Sister Yun who fought hard to dig you out of the thick snow. It’s just that you have been buried for too long, you have suffered from the cold, and your brain is sometimes unclear. You can’t remember many things even if I tell you several times. Fortunately, Sister Yun said that she knows a mysterious acupuncture technique, and sooner or later you can do it. I will completely heal your injury." Xia Chengyi leaned on his shoulder and said softly, "You have been looking for medicine for more than half a year and no news has come. My brother couldn't wait any longer, so he sent King Xin to lead the white-clothed army to fight against the Jue people. We fought a battle and attacked all the way to the foot of Baishan Mountain. Knowing that he was outmatched, the Emperor of Jue State hurriedly sent people to sue for peace and sent him the antidote for the 'Dream Demon'. I took the antidote and woke up that night. Two months ago, you Sister Heyun came back from the Snow Country, and when she saw that I was cured of my poison, she brought me to Orange State. I told you this a few days ago."

Mei Yuanchen shook his head slightly, but still had no clue. He thought that he had been buried under the snow for a long time, and blood accumulated in his brain, destroying his past memories.

However, the beauty was saved and he returned to his hometown in Qingxi. It was considered that he was benevolent and was happy.

While the two were chatting, Yun Xiaoyang's voice came from behind. Mei Yuanchen turned around and saw her carrying a basket with a smile on her face.

... ...

One night of long dreams, three lifetimes of fun.

On the twelfth day of the first lunar month, the sky is clear and the air is bright, so it is appropriate to offer sacrifices, pray for blessings, wear hairpins, and do not avoid anything. It was a good day indeed.

"It's a pity it's a dream." Mei Yuanchen sat up and murmured.

It was still in this room, and he was still woken up by the "quarrelsome" birds on the window sill. If he could go back in time, he would like to go back to four years ago.

"Master, when you get up, come wash up and change clothes." A familiar female voice sounded outside the door.

Knowing that someone was waiting in the side room, Mei Yuanchen stopped procrastinating and hurriedly put on his fur clothes and went out.

Wisteria was mixing the warm water in the silver plate, tilted her head and smiled and said: "Sir, come and test the water temperature, it's not suitable."

She is Xia Chengyi's personal maid. On weekdays, even Xia Chengxuan and Rui Xiaoling would not ask her to do things. At this moment, she was waiting outside Mei Yuanchen's house in advance, which was really rare.

"Ziteng, why bother you to do these things?" The two have known each other for four years. Although they are not friends, Mei Yuanchen has never regarded her as a servant. Seeing her coming to wash and wash herself like an ordinary servant, Mei Yuanchen felt in his heart Naturally there are some differences.

Today, the little girl is dressed in aqua blue clothes. She has a graceful figure, fair skin, and bright eyebrows. She is a complete beauty.

She has been in Prince Jaw's Mansion since she can remember. She started working as a companion and maid at the age of six. It can be said that she grew up with Xia Chengyi. It was precisely because of Xia Chengyi that she gradually fell in love with Mei Yuanchen, a young man from an aristocratic family.

"Young master is different from others. When I get into trouble and get scolded by the princess, he always comes to mediate and protect me. I want to learn how to read and write, but the gentlemen in the house refuse to teach me. The princess also thinks I am stupid and stupid, but he never blames me. Hu Man disturbed me; I was troubled, but my father paid no attention to anything, but the young master was willing to be patient and listen quietly. That time I helped the princess catch birds and injured my legs and feet, and the young master also gave me the ointment... . …”

"The princess teased the young master many times, but he never got angry; he never blamed the people in the house for making mistakes. Those evil people..." Thinking of what happened to Mei Yuanchen, Ziteng almost bit her countless times. Broken Silver Ya said, "Those evil people deserve to die!"

She hated the injustice of heaven, "How can you bear to take away everything from such a pure and kind person?"

According to the marriage customs of Dahua, the personal maids of wealthy women before they leave the court are mostly to be married off to the official family, and nine out of ten of them will be the bridegroom's housekeeper. It is common for people with good intentions to be taken as concubines.

After word spread about Xia Chengyi and Mei Yuanchen's in-laws, Xiao Nizi secretly rejoiced so many times. She was so willing to be able to stay with Xia and Mei for the rest of her life. She could only dream of it.

"Why can't I do it?" Zi Teng looked provocative and said with a sweet smile, "I serve the princess, and you are her future husband. If I don't do these things, who will do it?" Mei Yuanchen wanted to say more. "I can do it myself" or something like that, but before the words left his mouth, Ziteng said, "You forgot, the last time I was in a coma for more than a month, the princess and I took care of her personally."

On Guoshan Mountain, after Mei Yuanchen learned about the death of his parents, he screamed uncontrollably and tore off many veins in his body, leaving him in a coma for forty-six days. During this period, Xia Chengyi and Ziteng guarded him day and night, taking good care of him and giving him Change the dressing, cleanse the body, massage and massage, and cooperate with Yun Xiaoyang's treatment.

Speaking of this incident, Mei Yuanchen shut her mouth wisely and let her roll up the hot cotton towel and wipe it on her face and neck.

I don’t have to say anything more, but people have seen and touched everywhere in my life, so it would be pretentious to say more.

After washing, a guest came to visit outside the garden, but it was Rui Tuyan, Rui Yilin, uncle and nephew who arrived.

One of these two men was the Queen's uncle and the other was the Queen's younger brother. They didn't behave like powerful eunuchs. One of them took Mei Yuanchen to sit down in the living room. After a while, they chatted about their views on the current government situation and political affairs. Mei Yuanchen still has to comment on his opinion. Although they have not yet served in the court, they also know that once the time is right, they will be entrusted with important tasks by Xia Chengxuan, and they cannot delay learning the methods of administrative governance.

Rui Tuxian told them more than several times to learn from the son of the Mei family and get closer to him.

After finally discussing the current situation and politics, Rui Yilin asked Mei Yuanchen to detail the interesting things he had encountered while traveling in the world in recent months. While muttering, the three of them chatted for half an hour.

Finally, Ziteng was smart enough to deliver breakfast at the right time, and was able to "drive away" the uncle and nephew.

"Young Master, they've gotta go back. You have some breakfast and will leave the house soon. It's cold on the top of Guoshan Mountain. You go early and go back early." The first two times he returned to the capital, Mei Yuanchen went to Zhenwu Temple the next day. , Zi Teng knows that he respects his teacher, and if the two people from the Rui family hadn't dragged him along, he would have gone up the mountain long ago.

Mei Yuanchen raised his eyebrows and looked at her, wondering: "Hey, how did you know I was going to Guoshan today?"

Ziteng just smiled and didn't reply.

Seeing her smiling and saying nothing, Mei Yuanchen didn't ask any more questions. He just thought to himself that he never knew that this girl's thoughts were so delicate.

The capital's terrain is flat and the wind is unimpeded, so it is quite cold in winter. Guoshan is one of the few raised terrains in the capital, and it is subject to stronger winds than other places, so it is naturally extremely cold. However, Mei Yuanchen's time to practice internal skills was very short, and his attainments were among the best in the world, so he was no longer afraid of the cold mountain wind that eroded his body.

There was no one on the path, so he didn't have any worries and climbed up the twenty-three steps with diagonal steps.

"It is not difficult to defeat the first nineteen of the twenty-three steps of Dou Zhuan and Slant Step. I have been able to master it after two years of practice. Unexpectedly, the fourth step of reaching the ultimate level is complicated, and I can only master the first step in more than a year. "

It would take an ordinary person an hour or two to climb the thousands of stairs. However, Mei Yuanchen's peerless light skill had already reached the "enchantment realm" and reached the top of the Immortal Peak in less than a cup of tea.

Just as he entered the temple gate, he saw his master, Taoist Qingxuan, dancing wildly with his sword in the dojo. He was using Zhenwu Temple's Zhenwu Swordsmanship - Zhenwu Sword Technique. Zhan Ming, Zhan Wei and other hundreds of old and young Taoist priests formed a large circle, and they all looked into the circle with their eyes wide open. Qingxuan has a lazy temperament and does not often teach Taoist martial arts to his disciples. It seems that there have been few opportunities to broadcast martial arts skills in the past 20 to 30 years.

Mei Yuanchen got together and watched carefully.

"Catch the sword."

Just when he was about to take a look, he saw his master suddenly throwing his sword towards him, apparently wanting to show off.

Mei Yuanchen didn't have time to think about it, he jumped out of the crowd and leaned over to grab the hilt of the sword, using the Zhenwu swordsmanship he had learned all over again.

The long sword in his hand sometimes looked like a horned dragon, sometimes like an electric snake. The light and shadow intertwined with each other and made continuous sound. The sword's radiance shone continuously. Its power was not much inferior to Qingxuan's, and he won warm applause from his fellow disciples.

Zhan Ming and Zhan Wei looked at each other and thought: "My junior martial arts has improved so quickly. If he could have achieved his current level of cultivation at Ruozhou Martial Arts School, how could Shi Yinheng get any advantage?"

In the path of martial arts, great success relies on four things: one is talent, the other is diligence, the third is the way of mastering, and the fourth is understanding of battle, none of which can be missing.

In terms of talent, his qualifications are so high that even the first person in the world, Qing Xuan, was amazed.

The entire Mei family was almost completely slaughtered, and the blood feud was hidden in his heart, so he could not be said to be industrious in his daily practice.

I learned from Qingxuan and taught him all my skills. Who can match the excellence of his teaching skills?

The only thing that everyone in martial arts lacks is "war enlightenment".

After all calculations, Mei Yuanchen had only experienced six or seven battles. Although each of them was thrilling, the difference was that they were few and far between. However, after going through the battles at Hongshi Bay and Street Corner, his fighting skills improved a lot, and he achieved this improvement through his martial arts.

Seeing Mei Yuanchen finish using all 3,864 moves of the Zhenwu Sword Technique, hundreds of Taoist priests on the field had unfinished expressions on their faces.

"Uncle Master, it's okay if his swordsmanship is at this level. I didn't expect that my junior brother, who is less than twenty years old, seems to have already mastered the essence of Zhenwu swordsmanship. It's... it's really amazing!" Zhan Jue, who has silver hair and white beard, The old Taoist priest smacked his lips and sighed as he looked at Qingxuan and Mei Yuanchen leaving the scene.

Talent is a natural chasm, manpower cannot violate it. Mei Yuanchen's current level of martial arts may be difficult for them to reach in their lifetime.

An old man and a young man walked out of the crowd and went straight to Qingxuan's courtyard.

As soon as Mei Yuanchen sat down, he heard his master ask: "What do you think of this trip?"