The wound on the side of the face is now slowly getting better, and it has scarred, and in some places, the scar has fallen off. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info Mrs. Hou Ye of Hanfu likes flowers, she likes all kinds of flowers and plants, trees, in this way, Hanhou Mansion is one of the best courtyards in the entire Chu country, and the design is the most exquisite.

It's just that Mrs. Hanfu has a kind of flower that she doesn't like the most and doesn't want to touch it at all, but she still plants it everywhere, and she plants a lot of it every year, and then gives it away.

In the Chu State, the real flower of kaolin is the flower planted and sent out by the Marquis of Hanfu, but this flower, other people also want to plant it, but they don't have the ability to grow it.

This kaolin flower is unique, and it is a flower that only the Marquis of Hanfu can grow.

When she was in her trance, a servant from outside walked in, knelt in front of her, and said in a trembling voice: "Mrs. Hou, all the people who attended today's wedding between Sikong Houfu and Her Royal Highness the Princess are dead, Master Hou, and they haven't come back yet." ”

"Boom-" A thunderclap sounded in the ears of the Marquis of the Han Mansion, and she sat down so limply, "Sikong Marquis Mansion, why, it turned out to be Sikong Marquis Mansion, why did Sikong Marquis Mansion do such a thing." Why did Sikong Houfu kill him? ”

Mrs. Han Mansion Marquis hurriedly went to tidy up her clothes and got into a carriage and rushed to Sikong Marquis's Mansion. On the way, many people asked Mrs. Hou of Hanfu not to go over, because that place is now a place of slaughter, and Madame went to die, didn't she go to die?

However, she insisted on leaving, and no one could stop her.

When the carriage was on the way, in her mind, she had a thing that happened eighteen years ago, or when, and she didn't know at all, and she couldn't say it clearly.

In short, a long, long time ago, she owed Sikong Houfu two lives.

Now, the Sikong Hou Mansion has taken revenge, it is really revenge.

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Twenty years ago.

The beginning of summer is the April Festival. The ancients interpreted Xia as "fake", how to understand this "fake" word? Zhuangzi said that the living are born by pretending. Born in a pretense, it was originally illusory, which is what the "Book of Songs" said "false destiny". Therefore, summer is to indulge all things and let them grow, so that they can grow arrogantly and recklessly, and the purpose of making them grow is for the purging of autumn, and the purging will have a harvest. Such cruel laws of nature.

The ancients said that the beginning of summer began to blow the "Qingming wind", the Qingming wind is the southeast wind, is the Qinghe wind, Bai Juyi poem: "Qinghe April (referring to the lunar calendar) at the beginning, the trees are in bloom." The wind is fresh and the leaves are shadowy, and the birds love the remnants of the flowers and branches". The southeast wind is also called "lavender", lavender is a kind of vanilla, this lavender is mild, not scorching. The days are hot, the south wind blows, the ancients called the south wind "Kaifeng", "the Kaifeng comes because of the time, and the back and forth open my placket", the triumphant Kai has a premise of overcoming the summer heat.

After the beginning of summer, it was followed by the arrival of Xiaoman.

Xiaoman is in April, and everything is "small and full". At this time, the wheat gas is not yet ripe, and the wheat gas is the aroma of the wheat, "the warm wind on a sunny day produces wheat gas, and the green shade and grass are better than flowers". The small is full of yang energy, which is forced by the extreme yang energy, the yang energy is extreme, the fire is vigorous, and the object pole must be reversed, and the yin energy begins to sprout. Therefore, the "things come to this, and they rise at the end" of the Xiaoman solar term refers to the beginning of the transformation of the relationship between yin and yang - all things travel to the west, yin rises, and all things can mature.

There is a poem that reads: Light smoke drifts thin. Yinghua Xie, Qinghe courtyard. The trees are shaded and green, and the leaves are dense. The scenery of wheat and autumn, the summer clouds suddenly change the peaks, leaning on the silhouette. The wave is warm and the silver pond is rising, and the green fish jumps. I want to worry about it, King Chen is the day, and the tender moss is in the pavilion.?? The sky is high, the golden day is eternal, the light of Chu Xie turns (hu#), the placket, the wave turns the green curtain. Meeting friends with texts, sinking Li floating melons, and forbearance and light promises. The annex is idle, avoiding the heat and steaming, and it is necessary to be in the river. But the honor is divided with the front, the song and dance are gorgeous, and the joy is full.

Similarly, such poems can only be written by the literati of Dayan, and ordinary literati cannot write such poems at all.

Later, it was the Marquis of Hanfu who first fell in love with flowers and plants, then fell in love with Dayan's poems describing flowers and plants, and finally, she fell in love with the country of Dayan.

She once went to Dayan one day and saw a completely different scenery from the Gobi of Chu State.

Dayan is a very good country, and the people here have lived their lives in books, poems, and even the four seasons, and have made very beautiful explanations.

The ancients used the twelve laws of ancient music to correspond to the qi of December, and the eight winds born from the eight trigrams corresponded to the twelve laws: Gen (g-n) is the wind, from the law of Da Lu and Tai Tuan; The earthquake is the wind of Mingshu, from the law of the bell; Xun (xun) is the Qingming wind, from the law of Gu wash and Zhonglu; Separation is the scenery, from the law of Rui (rui) Bin; Kun is a cool breeze, from the law of Lin Zhong and Yi Ze; It is converted into a chānghé wind, from the law of Nanlu; Dry is not thoughtful, never shooting, the law of the bell; Kan is wide Mo wind, from the law of Huang Zhong.

Mrs. Marquis of Hanfu, who had just arrived in Dayan, faced with such a Dayan, and followed by a completely different Dayan from the Chu State, the whole person became dizzy as soon as she stepped into the land here, and the whole person, no matter what she saw, felt that it was extremely novel, and no matter who she met, she felt that this person was living in poetry.

Yes, it was such a dizzy Mrs. Han Mansion who was stunned by a pack of medicine, and then was sent to a brothel.

When she first entered, Mrs. Hou Ye of the Han Mansion asked in a daze, "What are you doing here?" ”

A middle-aged woman dressed very brightly, her gestures were all styles she had never seen, the middle-aged woman looked up and down at Mrs. Marquis of Hanfu, and said, "What will you do?" ”

"I can read. I can ride a horse, I can eat, I can beat people......" The unsuspecting Marquis of Han Mansion said everything she could, in exchange for only shaking her head.

"What books do you like to read?" The middle-aged woman seized the only place where she could get along with the gentleness.

"I read a lot of books, and I like to read the poems I write." Mrs. Han Mansion was still stupid and said.

"Like to read poetry?" The middle-aged woman said, stretched out her hand to pick up the chin of the Marquis of the Han Mansion, looked over, and saw a face with distinct facial features that was different from Da Yan, revealing an exotic style.

"Yes, I like poetry very much, I like to read poetry very much, and it is because of poetry that I am here." Mrs. Marquis of Hanfu said stupidly that she came to Dayan, and only dizzy and stupid remained.

"In this case, I'll teach you poetry, and you will work for me and call me mother, okay?" (To be continued.) )