Peach concubine

In the early spring, it rained heavily.It has been more than half a month since the oolong incident on the street that day.

Jian Ruolin was probably really annoyed, when she saw Xiao Jingmo coming over the wall, she didn't raise her eyes, and directly ordered the fourth son to go to the yamen to report to the officials.

Xiao Sier took a pitiful look at his master, and then at that Mr. Xiao who was pulling two to five to eighty thousand just by standing, sneaking out from the side door like a thief.

Xiao Jingmo has never realized that he is an "uninvited guest", and being at ease in Jian Ruolin's small courtyard is like being in his own home.I don't want to just sit down and pour myself a cup of tea, and immediately spit it out after taking a gulp.Pointing to the teacup that he was used to drinking in the center of the table, he looked at the handsome man with a face of "so what if I made it", the bitterness in his mouth numb his entire mouth, but after Xiao Jingmo was stunned, he I think the beauty's look of anger is really touching.

After being kicked out of the house, Xiao Jingmo finally realized that the previous few times of climbing trees, over walls and entering houses, he actually relied on Mr. Jian's indulgence.

Since then, Mr. Xiao sent someone to pass a piece of peach blossom paper every day, and wrote the meaning of lovesickness and admiration carelessly.

The first time Jian Ruolin received the love poem on flower paper, her gentle and delicate face flushed from Xiao Jingmo's brazen behavior, and her brows, which looked like mountains far away, lowered and then frowned.

Xiao Si'er saw his son holding the delicate peach blossom paper with pink in plain white, his face alternated red and white several times, ten fingers like green onions, pinched the thin piece of paper and wanted to tear it into pieces, but they couldn't. I know why I still didn't do it in the end.He also saw Young Master crumpling the piece of paper into a ball, but when he raised his hand to throw it out, he held it quietly in his hand and thought for a moment, then unfolded it on the table, smoothed the creases carefully, and closed it. In the locker under the bookshelf.

Now, more than a dozen pieces of peach blossom letter paper have been stacked to a certain thickness, covering the bottom of the cabinet slightly.

Even every time Jian Ruolin opened the cabinet and threw a new peach blossom note in it, Xiao Si'er could smell a fresh and tranquil fragrance of peach blossom, which was exactly the same as his young master's.

Jian Ruolin sorted out the incense candle coins used for the sacrifice, and when she turned around, she saw the little bookboy who was in a trance, grinning slightly, not knowing what she was smirking at, and stretched out her hand to pat his head: "What are you thinking, it's time to go .”

The latter rubbed his aching head, pursed his mouth and followed Jian Ruolin with a basket in hand.

When Jian traveled lightly, Jian Ruolin did not arrange for a carriage in advance, only Xiao Si'er followed behind, holding an oil-paper umbrella for him, and walked up to the Peach Blossom Temple on the outskirts of the city.

Just after a continuous spring rain, the air is still moist at the moment.

The two rows of peach blossom trees are full of branches and leaves. It is the season of blooming, and the red petals of the trees are wet and blown away by the spring wind and drizzle, and fall all over the ground.Outsiders in Peach Blossom Temple are like knitters, walking in a hurry, stepping on the fallen flowers all over the ground, crushing them into mud.

The bluestone path in front of the Peach Blossom Temple was actually dyed a light crimson by the red flower juice.

When Jian Sheng was down and down, this Peach Blossom Temple, which was full of incense, was just a dilapidated temple hidden in the suburbs of the city.Legend has it that Jian Sheng stayed in the ruined temple at night and got the flower god to fall into a dream, and it was here.

However, the actual situation is that Jian Sheng is forced to make a living, and has no roof to cover, so he can only spend the night in a ruined temple in the suburbs of the mountain, living a miserable life.However, the peach blossoms planted all over the nunnery really gave Jian Sheng some initial inspiration for making incense.It was a coincidence that the first box of Shuheng glue was made, and gradually there were later famous incense makers and the proud rise of Liufang Pavilion.This narrow Peach Blossom Nunnery can be considered in detail.

When Jian Ruolin was a child, he heard from his father that the place where he and his mother met and made love was also in the Peach Blossom Nunnery in the four directions.So before Jian Sheng let go and went west, he wanted to be buried with his wife in the Peach Blossom Temple and under the Peach Blossom Tree.

The two brothers of the Jian family followed their father's last wish and buried their parents together.Since then, every year when the peach blossoms are in full bloom, they will come to the nunnery to worship and sweep as usual, and add some sesame oil money to the nunnery by the way.

In the middle of the nunnery, the golden Buddha statue with sculpted eyebrows and benevolent eyes sits on the lotus platform, with a solemn expression, containing a bit of compassion that breaks through the world of mortals.

There are a group of pious worshipers kneeling under the hall, clasping their hands and closing their eyes, whispering, they are all asking for themselves and others.

Jian Ruolin suddenly had this idea: such a lofty god and Buddha, sitting on the lotus platform and listening to the sufferings of all living beings, for thousands of years like a day, is noble but also boundless and lonely.

On the face, but calmly, followed the little master who led the way to the backyard of the nunnery.

Blooming peach trees, low tombs under the trees, luxuriant grass and swaying red flowers.

Jian Ruolin stepped forward, arranged the flower and candle offerings, knelt down and kowtowed upright, and called softly: "Father, mother." Then she said in a detailed sentence: "Ruolin is here." As if afraid It disturbed the people who died and slept forever.

A gust of wind blew, and the golden ghost paper in the basket was blown up, flying and dancing, reflecting the fallen flowers all over the garden, revealing a desolate beauty.

Jian Ruolin stretched out her hand to caress the sunken characters on the tombstone, stroke by stroke, passing lightly, her slender body seemed to be crumbling in the wind.

Her parents died early, and Jian Ruolin can still remember clearly about her parents, but there are really very few.

It seems that there is only such a low tomb with the tombstones engraved with bright red seal characters on all sides, and that's it.

Jian Ruolin picked up the remaining ghost papers in the basket and threw them into the flames one by one.

The beating flames flickered in the opened ink-colored pupils, and there was a sense of desolation for no reason.

He didn't know how long he knelt like this before he stood up unsteadily.It's a pity that I knelt for too long, and because of the cold spring, my legs and knees were already numb, and before I could stand still, the bends of my legs softened unbearably.In addition to my poor health, I stood up suddenly after kneeling for a long time, and my eyes were dizzy one after another.Darkness struck, and the world spun, and nothing could be seen.

Seeing that he was about to fall, unexpectedly, he fell into a warm and generous embrace.

The person who came wrapped him in a robe and hugged him tightly, even his hands fell into the palms of others, still couldn't see clearly in front of his eyes, only through the thin spring shirt, he could feel the warmth of each other's ironing.Familiar voices and anxious tones rang in my ears, like a cannonball: "I really don't know how to take care of myself, how cold is it? I don't know if it's raining? Kneeling for so long, do you still want this body?" ? It’s impossible to miss a moment!”

As soon as Jian Ruolin heard this tone, she knew who was holding him in her arms without any scruples.Wei Wei struggled, but the man refused to let go, kept berating him, and at the end he said through gritted teeth: "Where's your little book boy? Next time I see him, don't give him a good treatment."

After more than ten days, I didn't hang around annoyingly in front of my eyes, and I no longer pretended to be courteous and gentle, and I heard his very familiar tone at first glance, and I felt a little bit of nostalgia.What's more, Jian Ruolin's mind was softer than usual when paying homage to her parents today. Now that she knelt in the cold spring for a long time, she also began to yearn for the warmth in Xiao Jingmo's arms.

"It's none of his business, I told him to wait outside the nunnery."

For the first time, it was no longer Xiao Jingmo talking to himself, even though Jian Ruolin just answered casually, he couldn't stop secretly laughing for a while.

It's just that after the body that was slightly stiff from the cold slowly regained consciousness, Jian Ruolin finally insisted on pushing away the person who was entangled him.

The purple-black robe was pushed to her eyes, and there was still a faint residual warmth in her arms, but the person with the picturesque eyebrows was already a few steps away, facing each other with a full body of guard.Xiao Jingmo sighed twice, put on his outer robe, and moved casually, slovenly, with a lazy and casual smell all over his body.

"Why are you here?" Jian Ruolin seemed to meet this man wherever she went.

"I heard that the peach blossoms here are more beautiful than other places. The whole area is really beautiful. When I was curious, I came here to enjoy the flowers in spring." He continued with good intentions: "Since the last time we parted, I haven't seen each other for more than ten days. Xiao is very worried. I didn't expect to meet unexpectedly here. Isn't it just a destiny?"

Frowning silently, Jian Ruolin almost habitually wanted to raise her hands to rub the sour brows.

"Appreciate the flowers?" Jian Ruolin chuckled, and a bell rang in her ear, solemnly: "Why didn't you come to pray to God and worship Buddha, but Ruolin was wrong?"

"Why do you want to worship gods and Buddhas?" Xiao Jingmo laughed wildly: "If you want me to say that only ignorant ordinary people would do such a stupid thing."

"Birth, old age, sickness and death, or chasing fame and fortune, in this world, how can we not have what we want. But whoever has desires in his heart, who would not place them on gods and Buddhas... Mr. Xiao's remarks are a bit new. He actually compared the joys and sorrows of the world, They're all considered stupid."

"How can gods and Buddhas manage all the living beings in the world? If you want something, you should naturally fight for it yourself. What's the use of praying to gods and worshiping Buddhas?!" Jian Ruolin saw Xiao Jingmo's arrogance and arrogance for the first time, When he spoke, his words were powerful and powerful, but after seeing him cold and serious, he suddenly smiled: "If I ask the gods and Buddhas, let Ruolin hide me in my heart, if he really agrees, let me three pillars every day in the future It is all right to enshrine the fragrance to him."

"Xiao Jingmo, can't you speak normally?!" The corners of Jian Ruolin's mouth twitched slightly, and she turned away from him in anger.

Xiao Jingmo approached him with a playful smile, and took his hand regardless: "Follow me to a place."

The two big men held hands, which was very strange no matter how you looked at it.Jian Ruolin wanted to break free unhappily, but was held even tighter by that person. In shame, she only asked: "Where are you going?" After she finished speaking, she became even more embarrassed. What she wanted to say should be "let go", But when it was exported, it turned into the two-character question by some strange coincidence.

Fortunately, Xiao Jingmo didn't joke anymore, and replied: "We're all in Peach Blossom Temple, so it would be a pity if we don't go to divination about the marriage."

In the Peach Blossom Temple, where the incense is at its peak, apart from the beautiful scene of the peach blossoms looking like clouds after they are in full bloom, the old man with white hair who visits the divination booth and sits at the door to divination marriage is also one of the factors that attracts a steady stream of pilgrims.

In the city, any son who has a girl in Huaichun who misses her love will come back to this nunnery to make a divination and ask for a half-life marriage.

It's just... the current situation is really a bit weird. Jian Ruolin was pulled over by Xiao Jingmo and pressed down on the futon in front of the Buddha statue. Two big men, mixed in with the young couples asking for a lottery in twos and threes, seemed to be an eyesore.But Jian Ruolin wanted to stand up several times, but Xiao Jingmo pushed him back again, and the next moment a lottery was pushed into his hand.

Jian Ruolin looked down for a while, and finally knelt upright, shaking the stick in her hand sincerely.

A slender bamboo stick fell to the ground with his movements, and Jian Ruolin reached out to pick it up. Before she could take a closer look, Xiao Jingmo pulled it up again and strode towards the place where the stick was unwrapped.

"Don't you believe in gods and Buddhas?"

"Just for fun."

Having said that, I have arrived at the signing office.

It was an old man who unwrapped the lottery. His hair was already white, but his face was flushed and full of energy. He stared at Jian Ruolin's face for a long time as soon as he came up.

Even though the other party was an old man over sixty years old, Jian Ruolin was a little embarrassed by him.

After a long time, the old man said in surprise, as if he was not sure, "Young master, this is, unexpectedly, the appearance of 'face with peach blossom'."

Jian Ruolin was stunned for a moment, but Xiao Jingmo had already laughed: "Your face is full of peach blossoms... I can't tell that Ruolin also has this kind of beauty, and I think she must be very popular with women in the future."

Jian Ruolin raised her head and stared at him fiercely.

"My son's words are wrong." The old man hastily corrected: "Peach blossoms are born on the face, because this young master has a close relationship with peach blossoms all his life. Birth, old age, sickness and death, separation of love and hatred, and even honor, disgrace and wealth, will be entangled with peach blossoms all his life. "

Xiao Jingmo laughed out loud again: "It's not really a 'fate'."

Jian Ruolin glared at him again, Young Master Xiao finally stopped talking, and turned to look elsewhere.

"Young master, show me the signature."

Jian Ruolin handed over the bamboo stick that had just been shaken out. On it were four petite scripts, on which were written four lines of poems: I value love and righteousness in my life, and my emotions are entangled.

The meaning of the word is also simple and not difficult. I only heard the old man say: "Young master values ​​love and righteousness, but there are bound to be many twists and turns on the road of love. The so-called 'longzi', I ask you, you were born in the Year of the Dragon?"

Jian Ruolin nodded, and the old man continued: "That's it, 'Dragon Son' refers to yourself. Wealth is in the sky, and you are lucky. The son is full of talents, born a bit better than others, and treats people with kindness and gentleness. , is a word of "expensive". Xiangyun Jiutian, of course. As for the last sentence, it is about the marriage of the son. "Hongluan" is a bird of affection, and a person born in the year of the dragon. Prosperous, there must be a good marriage. 'Qiantao' refers to peach blossoms, and it means that the son will be married with peaches when the peach blossoms are in full bloom, which coincides with a good relationship in this life."

After finishing talking, he frowned slightly and said: "It's just that this signature still contains some signs of rebellion. If the young master wants to achieve a good relationship, I'm afraid there will be some twists and turns."

Jian Ruolin listened quietly, with a pair of bright eyes shining brightly, she didn't know what she was thinking.

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The signature or something is from Uncle Baidu, with a little tampering, don't be too serious.

Although the progress is still very slow and the taste is still very bland, the plot planning and chapter outline have been written. I love this story, and I must try my best to finish it~(≥▽≤)/~啦啦