Xie Wei raised his eyes and smiled, "It's not for breeding, this fox is coming." ”

When she returned to Hutai, Yi Shen informed her that Yingfu gave birth to two little foxes and had been released back to Hengshan.

Xie Anxiety thought that Yingfu was a wild thing after all, and he would have to say goodbye in the future, so it was not bad to leave unconsciously like this.

I don't want to be in the spring of the next year, Yingfu returned to Fox Terrace, and when I met, I almost fell down again, and this excitement was really daunting.

Only then did he realize that Yingfu left before to raise the young fox, so after a year, it followed its original smell and found it back.

Yingfu is a wild fox, and it doesn't need to be raised artificially, but it is only taught how to avoid the opportunities of hunters, how to escape from hunting dogs, and it is still allowed to be stocked in the mountains and wilderness on weekdays.

Jian Ji also came to Xiaozhu in Dongting to look for her before, and Ying Chao happened to be not by Xie Wei's side at that time, so she didn't see the fiery red fox that the drama company often mentions until today.

Yi Shen seemed to have just led Jian Ji over, and after seeing the two of them talking, he turned around and didn't know where he went.

Relieve your worries and walk slowly, perhaps because of the over-service of dansha, I have been short of energy recently, and I feel very difficult to walk like this.

But she was dressed in white, and her robe swept up with the wind, although she walked slowly, the beauty was that her posture was elegant, and her wind bones were excellent, but she covered up a little sickness.

"Jian Ji came just in time, the day before yesterday there was a heavy rain, and the tea trees sprouted new leaves." With a slight smile on the corner of his lips, he moved down the narrow wooden corridor to the edge of the waterhole made of natural stones, and lowered his eyes to look for fresh leaves.

Jian Ji leaned on the long case, her slender fingers slowly and hurriedly plucked the extremely tight silk strings, and pieced together a song "Taoyao".

"The peach is dying, scorching its beauty...... The son is home, and it is appropriate for his family to ......"

Xie Wei quickly twisted the fresh leaf buds into his hands, and at the same time chanted softly with the scattered piano sound, and the corners of his eyes were unconsciously dyed with a trace of lonely color.

This song of "Tao Yao" should be played by the daughter of the Qing clan anywhere, right?

But what does this beautiful song that seems to bloom with 3,000 flowers have to do with her?

She clearly knew that Dansha could not be taken for a long time, and she naturally did not believe that Dansha could make people immortal, and she even understood what the consequences would be if she continued to take it, but in order to suppress the growth of her body more gently, she could only do so.

This should have been a year that was scorching and open like a peach blossom, but she pinched off the buds in advance......

Gently pinched a handful of green leaves into the palm of her hand, closed her eyes to relieve her worries, and slowly breathed a sigh of relief, she was thinking too much.

Now that it has been decided, in order to achieve the goal, death is not avoided, what is such a little cruelty?

Xie Xie suddenly carried a wheat-colored clay pot and leaned over to draw water from the pool soaked in peach blossoms.

Jian Ji saw that on the stone by the pool, he gently carved the two words "Qianchun" with a sharp thing, and there were small characters on the side, the brushstrokes were like mosquito feet, thin and indistinguishable, and it was vaguely engraved with "A peach blossom source, a thousand springs across the water".

I don't know what it means.

In addition to direct chewing, the tea leaves of this era are directly boiled with water, regardless of fresh tea or dry tea, just like boiling medicinal soup.

In a year or two, she has long been accustomed to this method, although the color of the tea soup boiled in boiling water is not green and lovely, but the fragrance of plants and trees is very strong, and you can taste the vitality of life in the mouth.

She was still too far away from Lu Yu's time, and she was too lazy to deliberately change anything.

The sound of the piano in Jian Ji's hand did not stop, and turned to the second and third stacks, and the tunes he learned when he was a child were now familiar, and he no longer needed to look at the strings and pinch the syllables, so he was determined to watch the tea for relief.

The girl in white sat on the wooden verandah with her back to her, her neck bowed gracefully, and her head turned to look at the flames under the clay pot.

Afraid of flames, the fire fox stood far away under the porch, its flame-like eyes reflecting the dancing flames, and just looked at the back of its master as if it were calm.

Jian Ji turned her eyes, and her eyes were locked on the bamboo slip that she had just written on the long case.

"In the eighteenth year of the reign of King Qin, Zhao Wu Anjun Li Mu died, Qin attacked Zhao, and surrounded Handan."

"In the nineteenth year, the king of Chu You died, and the son still succeeded to the throne.

"In the twentieth year, Prince Dan of Yan made Jing Qing enter Qin, assassinated the King of Qin, Qin Zhen was angry, cut down Yan, the tomb of King Lishan of Qin was raised, and the medical book "Neijing" ......" The text behind it is not finished, but there is no follow-up.

"Twenty-one years, Qin attacked Yandu, got Prince Dan, and turned to attack Chu."

"In the twenty-second year, Qin poured Wang Ben into the Great Liang, Wei Po, and Changping Jun opposed Qin in Huainan."

"Twenty-three years, Qin and Chu fought, and Xiang Yan died." Xie Wei carved a strange symbol on the back of the text.

"Twenty-four years, Qin broke Chu, captured the king of Chu, released Xirong, and Changping Jun was established as the king of Jing, died in battle, and Chu died."

"Twenty-five years, Qin extinguished Yan, Qin extinguished the generation."

……

The more Jian Ji looked, the more silent she became, this is the battle that has happened in the past few years recorded by Xie Wei.

She has lived in seclusion in Hutai with the ink artist over the years, and all she sees is the green landscape, which inevitably leaves behind the spirit of gathering the crowd at the beginning.

Solving worries is different, although she is in the mountains and rivers, her demeanor is elegant, and her unpredictable heart always remembers the wind and snow in Qindi that year.

Most of these events that she recorded in detail were the same as what she said when she said goodbye to the drama company in Qindi.

Whenever she thinks about it, Kenji always feels curious for no reason.

There is nothing remarkable about the fulfillment of prophecy in this era, because there are so many people who say it, and there are so many people who say it, and there are so many things that it is not surprising that there will always be a few sentences that will just collide with reality.

But the solution ...... Who can be like this girl, every word that she says softly and skillfully has become a reality?

"Kenhime." Xie Wei held up the clay pot with a piece of plain cloth, poured the boiled tea into the small bowl, and the rising mist covered her, dyeing her slightly hoarse voice with steam, "Can Jian Ji go to visit the old department?" ”

Kenji smiled, her old subordinates...... Or rather, it's her old department.

At the beginning, after Sima Shang took an elite group to intercept and kill Guo Kai halfway, he also divided his belongings, and then some people settled in Bohai with Sima Shang.

The rest, some of them were Jian Ji's original subordinates, and some were Zhao Di's divisions, who followed Jian Ji to Chu for thousands of miles.

With so many people, it is naturally not good for them to go to the quiet place of Hutai together.

At the initiative of Xie Wei, most of the young people joined the Moshi, and the rest followed her to the Dongting area, where hundreds of people returned to the fields, and even built a small village, which was only a few miles away from the small building hidden in the depths of the peach blossoms.

"Naturally, you can look at it." Kenhime nodded.