Volume 2 The Lights of Ten Thousand Homes Chapter 40 Leaning on the building to see the red makeup
Winter has not arrived, pears snow first, bullying snow. The most hated thing in the world is white hair, and the most beautiful thing is white flowers.
People walk in the painting, and people in the painting look up. Shangguan Chaoyu, who was wearing a white fur, didn't know how long he had been watching the sunset, until the corners of his eyes were sour, and a crystal teardrop fell.
"Mother-in-law, Li Long implemented new laws, reformed and changed lanes. It can be seen that he is a good emperor. You say I killed such a person, right?" Shangguan Chaoyu walked into the door, the bloody remnant sun fell on her shoulders, and her clothes were stained with a layer of scarlet blood.
"Mortals are mortals after all, Chaoyu! You entered the immortal gate, and since then you have been isolated from mortal dust, all kinds of mortal dust are just clouds and smoke, what is worth thinking about is right. The wrinkled old woman held on to a purple gold cane and said slightly.
"I just want revenge, even if I build the Great Dao, I will avenge my parents if I become a true immortal. ”
"You baby, you can't be the master if you are kind-hearted. Just let Shizun destroy this Great Qin for you, it's just a matter of waving your hand, what's so annoying. The old woman said lightly disapprovingly.
"It's just ......," Shangguan Chaoyu wanted to say and stopped.
"Are you worried, these ordinary people?" said the old woman coldly.
Shangguan Chaoyu was startled when he saw her face turn cold, and hurriedly said: "Master, the disciple just can't bear to let tens of millions of people suffer from the war and be displaced again. ”
When the old woman heard Shangguan Chaoyu say this, her eyes became even more fierce. "Chaoyu, don't you still understand? Hongchen is a shackle. These mortals, are they worthy of your help? They will not be grateful to you, the winner is king, and the loser is the loser. What's more, people's hearts will never be satisfied, come back to the Cloud Sect with me. The Great Dao is flawless, and it is the lifelong pursuit of our monks. ”
"Master, is the disciple wrong......" Shangguan Chaoyu had a weak temperament, and he didn't dare to contradict his master, so he was helpless and discouraged.
"When the master refines that spirit lamp, it is Li Long's death, and it is not far away. Good disciple, being a teacher will not harm you, if you want to be detached, you can be blissful in cultivation. The old woman glanced at Shangguan Chaoyu with a smile and walked away slowly.
Princess Changle stretched out her snow-white wrist and stared at a copper bell. Her wrist swayed, the bell sounded clearly, and she smiled picturesquely, a little obsessed.
Princess Changle Mansion, a secret room. In front of a wrinkled old woman was a paper lamp that emitted a faint mist, and countless changes in human faces could be faintly seen between the paper lamps, all of which were tinged with pain.
The old woman stared at the paper lamp silently, not seeing what she was thinking, but from time to time she urged the spell and threw out a ball of essence fire to enter. Suddenly, the old woman's face changed, and she hurriedly took out a jade slip that exuded black gas from the storage bag.
"Your Excellency, Messenger. ”
A black steaming shadow appeared out of thin air on the jade slip, and it gradually became clear, and a burly man appeared here. Seeing this, the old woman hurriedly clasped her fists, looking quite respectful.
The shadow man nodded slightly, motioning for her to get up.
"How's the preparation going?"
When the old woman heard this person ask, she seemed to have expected it, and hurriedly spoke: "I have been infiltrating the Cloud Sect for many years, and I have arranged a lot of dark chess...... It's just that in order to seize a wisp of luck in the human realm, these sects have sent disciples to the lower realm. As a result, progress is expected to be slower. ”
Hearing this, the dark shadow's face changed slightly. After a few inhales, the black shadow spoke, "Hmph, these monks are just dying. ”
After the black shadow finished speaking, his nose twisted slightly, as if he didn't feel good.
Seeing this, the old woman was already covered with cold sweat on her forehead. "Emissary, I still have an apprentice......
"Well, I don't want to hear more from you. Remember, what is your mission, and also, return to the cultivation realm as soon as possible, the smell here is really unpleasant. The black shadow disappeared after saying this, and the jade slip also became dim.
The old woman looked at the paper lamp coldly, not knowing what she was thinking.
There is also a secret pavilion in Princess Changle's mansion, and a man with a yin appearance is refining a rune with secret methods. There were countless texture spells carved on the talisman, and the aura was circulating on it, looking strange and inexplicable.
This man is none other than the Venerable Master Lingchou, since Zijuan entered Princess Changle's Mansion. He has been hibernating, waiting for an opportunity to move. He is bound to get the Jiuhua Immortal Sutra, and although Lin Ziyun is gone, he has left a breath on Lin Ziyun.
"Linghua mother-in-law, when I wait for the day I feather, I must make you look good. The Venerable Master of Lingchou stared at the talisman in front of him with a hideous expression, and said fiercely.
On both sides of the Huai River, the lights are intertwined, turning the water surface red and illuminating the long street. Water Street, Heavenly Street is like two long horses paved in Chang'an City.
Before winter, the autumn breeze was slight, and the charcoal seller had already come and leaned against the street corner.
The Fang market at night, since Li Long ascended the throne and became emperor, has become more open. There is no time limit, no commodity limit, and the transaction is more open.
Until the sunset faded, the moon was on the branches on the horizon, and some women were walking alone on the street. Vendors are rare at night, the cold air is steaming like a curled white dragon, and many of the noodle sellers and cooking stoves under the stalls are outsiders.
Some beauty-loving women, stepping on white velvet boots or kicking embroidered shoes, innocently and romantically shuttle through the brightly lit downtown area. Those who guess lanterns, acrobatics, fortune tellers, and those who put rouge silk are all old businesses in Qingle Street.
There were still some summer grasses on the side of the road that had not yet withered, with green crowns, trampled under the feet of children running with windmills, buried in the wind.
The night of Chang'an can drown people, and it can also bury the bones of heroes.
Probably the young and beautiful pretty lady and the handsome girl like to dress up as a man, shake a folding fan, and hang a jade pendant around their waists. Although he is not tall, he is more handsome than a flower, which makes the beauties on the street linger and tiptoe.
"Princess. ”
"Phew, how many times have I said that I am a son, not a princess. The handsome young master gently touched the head of the young man next to him with the paper fan in his hand, but he was not willing to really knock it.
"Slave, oh. I was wrong, Childe. ”
The handsome young man was satisfied when he heard this, straightened his chest and stomach, and walked away. The oily-haired and powder-faced young man next to him sighed slightly, and the handsome young man noticed that her demeanor was wrong. She angrily waited for the young man next to her to look at her, shrunk her bulging chest, and swaggered through the street with fireworks.
Chang'an, the ancient capital, has too many stories. Everyone who lives in Chang'an City also has the pride of being in the imperial dynasty.
Long Street, Ancient Pavilion, Old Capital, New City These are the symbols of Chang'an City. In any gentle water town, there are thousands of charming beauties, and there are also chivalrous warriors who go all over the world with swords. But everyone who comes to Chang'an wants to see how prosperous this imperial city and Taiping City are.
The young man with green silk had just finished listening to the storyteller tell the story of the strange man in the rivers and lakes and the heroine Chen Ru drinking Ma Tianya after listening to the storyteller's story of the strange man in the rivers and lakes and the heroine Chen Ru drinking Ma Tianya, rewarded a few broken silver, and beckoned the young man next to him to go out.
People look at the moon, and the moon is also looking at people. Standing under the tavern flag, she quietly moved her beautiful eyes.
The water of the Huai River is different, and the pretty boy scooped a handful of water and sprinkled it with sparkling water, dancing brightly.
People are looking at the river, but the river is thinking about the moon. The angry boy picked up the gravel and blew it away, and it bounced a few meters away.
"Brother Qin, are you as ruthless as this Huai River, rushing to the sea and never returning. The boy bowed his head and muttered.
"Childe, do you want to see that person?" The warped-tongued maid secretly glanced at Shangguan Chaoyu.
"Xiaohong, who told you to talk nonsense. Hmph, I don't think about him. "Shangguan Chaoyu can't hide his beauty even if he dresses up as a man, and his shy cheeks are better looking and tender than the new moon.
"Childe, I do know where the little prince of Pingyang is, but it's just ......"
"It's just something, you say. Shangguan Chaoyu hurriedly said.
Xiaohong saw the master's panicked appearance and secretly laughed. Seeing Shangguan Chaoyu glaring at her, Xiaohong stopped laughing and whispered a few words in her ear. Shangguan Chaoyu was quiet at the beginning, and then the roots of his ears were red with shame.
"Little red um, hum ......"
"Childe, what are you afraid of, the two of us are now handsome sons. Seeing that Shangguan Chaoyu was embarrassed, Xiaohong pulled up her sleeves, turned around, and turned around in front of Shangguan Chaoyu.
Drunk in the Red Mansion, Zhao Qin casually peeled an orange and stuffed it into his mouth. He was leisurely watching a group of singers dancing "Please Heavenly Immortals" written by the most famous genius of the dynasty, when he suddenly sneezed, and Zhao Qin couldn't help but scold: "Who is cursing Lao Tzu behind his back? ”
Wei Cheng poured him a glass of wine, grapes and wine, flowers and candles under the moon, and beautiful women singing and dancing, which made people drunk and dreamed of death. I'm afraid that Qin Mingyue, who wrote "Please Heavenly Immortals", saw the appearance of the little prince, and she didn't want to read the heavenly immortals, she just wanted to be a gentleman.
"Brother Qin, Qin Jinghuan, that bastard is a birthday star, and he has a long life, and he has eaten a brute bull bump, but I'm afraid that if I don't die, I will become a fool. You tell me who is scolding you behind your back, and Lao Tzu will go and skin him. The fat brother beside Zhao Qin burped, wiped away the greasy mouth and said.
Zhao Qin sneered at what he said. This Jing Huan Shizi was okay with him on a bench before, but he was crushed by the fat man's body and fell into a coma on the spot.
"You're going to have nothing to fucking lose weight in the future, eat some vegetables. Zhao Qin pulled the chicken leg that the fat man pinched in his hand and stuffed a cucumber into his mouth.
The fat guy took a big bite into his stomach, only to find out that it was a cucumber, and he only felt that his mouth was full of taste. He's a meat-eater, otherwise he wouldn't have grown so fat. pinched half of the cucumber and was about to throw it away, seeing that Zhao Qin was glaring at him coldly, he reluctantly took a bite slowly.
Wei Cheng next to him, seeing that the evildoer on weekdays was so honest in front of Zhao Qin, a big villain, he pursed his lips and snickered. When the fat brother saw her smiling, he didn't feel good in his heart, he looked at Zhao Qin peeled an orange and stuffed it into his mouth, but he was thinking about how Zhao Qin ate these grasses on weekdays.
Gao Lingxi, who was the most dull on weekdays, couldn't help but jokingly say: "Brother Qin, where did you get this cucumber......?
Zhao Qin was drinking tea, and almost sprayed a mouthful of water on the fat man's face, and he kicked Gao Lingxi with his foot.
Several people were bored playing together, and the fat man took a fancy to a plump lady, wiped a mouthful of oil, and almost wiped it on Zhao Qin's robe with his dirty hands. Zhao Qin kicked him away, and the fat man went to the woman with great interest to talk about life ideals and eighteen martial arts.
Gao Lingxi's family education was strict, and he had a curfew, and after staying for a while, he was also driven away by Zhao Qin. There was only one Zhao Dongchen who was here to squeeze his eyebrows with Zhao Qin, and Zhao Qin knew what he meant, so he threw a bag of silver to him. This person is a good gambler, and Zhao Qin inevitably borrowed some silver taels from him. Although he borrowed it, he didn't ask for it.
Wei Cheng lay behind Zhao Qin like a cat, and his fingers made of water gently pinched his shoulders.
"That Jing Huan was smashed by me this time, although he didn't dare to provoke me, he couldn't help but blame you. When I turn around, I will tell the people in the palace to come and pick you up, and you will move to live in the palace. Although I have no name for you, I will not treat you lightly as a concubine. ”
Hearing this, Wei Cheng's hands trembled slightly. The eyelashes of the star curtain slowly close, as if I was afraid that tears would overflow if I couldn't help it.
Zhao Qin noticed her abnormality, stretched out his hands to remove her jade finger from his shoulders and put it in his hand, and gently pressed it against his forehead.
Wei Cheng couldn't help but look stupid, and suddenly wanted to be for this man for the rest of his life, even if he was like a green lantern in front of the Buddha, there was nothing to be afraid of for 10,000 years.
"I, Zhao Qin's woman, not only want her body to belong to me, but also her heart to belong to me. Weicheng, things in the world are almost unsatisfactory nine times out of ten, but liking someone must not be wrong. Zhao Qin said softly.
Wei Cheng knew that people like Zhao Qin would not love only one person. And she fell in love with such a man, but she was afraid that there would be a lot of pain in the future, which she realized after seeing too many men. But in the face of the gentle man in front of her, she couldn't say no matter what. Perhaps, if you love someone deeply, most of the time you can't open your mouth.
She was silent, and Zhao Qin rubbed the corners of her eyes. His eyes fell on the long strands of hair that Wei Cheng sprinkled on his clothes, and he also knew that it was easy to weave a dream, but he really couldn't give too much.
Recently, he likes to be a vegetarian, and the slaves know the master's heart, and they always bring some fruits and vegetables when they go out. Zhao Qin tore off the white peel on the orange and fed it to Wei Cheng gently.
"Sour?"
"A bit salty. Wei Cheng smiled and wiped away the tears from his face.
"I'll give you a thump on your legs. She squatted down like a little white rabbit leaning at Zhao Qin's feet.
Zhao Qin had a dream in a daze, it should be that Weicheng's massage kung fu was too powerful, he let go of his worries and had been squinting for half an hour.
When he woke up from his dream, he saw a mountain of meat in front of him.
Zhao Qin angrily threw an apple and threw it on the fat brother. When the fat brother returned from shooting, he was in a good mood, and he didn't taboo his mouth, so he directly bit off half of the apple.
"What's the matter? fuck, I can't tell why, I disturbed Lao Tzu's dream to see that I don't skin you. ”
"Brother Qin, it's a fun thing, but it's not as fun as a big thing. The fat man Cui Xinwu said with a cheap smile.
"What's the matter?" Zhao Qin squeezed his eyebrows, knowing that this kid didn't have any good water in his stomach.
"Downstairs, have you forgotten about the Oiran tonight?" Cui Xinwu said with a grin, not forgetting to swallow the other half of the apple into his stomach in one bite.
"Then don't go quickly, your mother didn't tell Lao Tzu earlier. Zhao Qin scolded.
"Didn't I think you knew? I went over there and didn't find you, so I came looking for you. ”
"Lao Tzu really forgot, go, go. Zhao Qin was about to pull Wei Cheng, but found that Wei Cheng's big watery eyes were glancing at him.
"Are you jealous? or do you want to control me, can I tell you, men's affairs, women can't control it, you know?" Zhao Qin grinned.
Wei Cheng smiled lightly, and his demeanor was even more than ever. "No, Mother Wang said that I should also participate. ”
Cui Xinwu looked at the two with a wicked smile on his face, causing Zhao Qin to lose a roll of his eyes.
Zhao Qin didn't want Wei Cheng to show his face, but he wasn't the kind of person who was stingy and pedantic. He smiled, gently shook Wei Cheng's hands, and spilled the broken hair between her eyebrows for her.