On the first day of the third lunar month in the thirtieth year of Jiajing in the Ming Dynasty, Heming Mountain on the outskirts of Beijing.

Yang Jiqing stood on the mountain stone path leading to the mountainside Puzhao Nunnery, looking around: this is the most refreshing season of the year, the spring is bright, the warm sun is melting, the mountain flowers and tobacco are all over the mountain, as if every branch and every plant is poured into a vigorous life, the breeze blows, swaying with the wind, the rustling sound, enduring, like the grass and tree elves all over the mountain whispering, whimpering.

Yang Jiqing was intoxicated by this beautiful spring light, he breathed a sigh of relief, stretched out his arms, straightened his chest, raised his head, faced the spring breeze, closed his eyes, and felt the comfortable sunshine, breeze and the low and bright sound of the grass and trees.

He was a young man of white and pure Sven, with a square scarf on his head, a light green gown, a silver cloak on the outside, a thin body, a kind face, and he was seventeen years old, he came from a family of eunuchs, and his temperament was extremely modest and quiet.

The Puzhao Nunnery built on the mountainside of this mountain is the family temple of their Yang family, every spring, when the mountain flowers are in full bloom, the Yang family will come to worship the ancestors every three or five times, saying that it is worship, and the heart of playing and enjoying the scenery is heavier.

It's still early, there is no one else on the stone path in the mountains, and at noon, there will be more people who come to the mountain to burn incense and make wishes, Yang Jiqing doesn't like to push and shove in the crowd, squeezing around, early in the morning, he took the scholar Yang Chen and a servant to ride a horse to the bottom of the mountain, the horses were taken care of by the servants, and only Yang Chen was accompanied by one person, and the master and servant traveled to the mountains and rivers while playing, and marched to the mountainside Puzhaoan while playing.

Yang Chen didn't sleep enough in the morning, seeing that the master was "stretching his waist", he also yawned, and stretched his waist by the way, Ji Qing heard his yawn, and didn't open his eyes, just smiled and scolded: "I can't sleep enough to sleep so early, I really obey you, pulling you out is a bad scenery, I will enter the temple later, you go to find a grass to sleep and go back to sleep." ”

Yang Chen rubbed his eyes, so aggrieved: "Childe, it's not me who said you, come over at noon, tourists are weaving, beautiful women are like clouds, you want to see things and see things, you can see people if you want to see people, how fun, you just don't like to be lively, look at this early morning, you just drag me up, my soul is still on the big kang at home." ”

Yang Chen was about to yawn again, when he suddenly saw someone walking down the mountain, and said in surprise: "Childe, look, someone on the mountain has come down, who can get up earlier than us, it seems to be a woman, or two women, or two girls, Childe, look at it!" ”

Yang Jiqing hurriedly looked in the direction pointed by Yang Chen: Sure enough, there were two young women who slowly walked down the mountain, and looked carefully, the tall and slender figure, wearing a light green short jacket on the upper body, and a crescent white skirt on the lower body, the woman's legs and feet were obviously a little inflexible, as if she had just crossed her feet, one step at a time, one step at a time, one step at a time, the woman dressed as a girl next to her was hanging a wicker basket on one arm, holding the master, and reminding from time to time: "Miss beware." Miss, slow down. ”

Yang Jiqing thought that the girl had just broken her foot, so she hurriedly stepped forward, and asked before she came, "Is the girl injured when she goes up the mountain?" Need help? ”

The two women stopped and looked up at Yang Jiqing, Ji Qing saw the face of the lame woman, and couldn't help but be stunned, only to see that this tall woman not only has a graceful posture, but also has a beautiful and dignified face like a fairy concubine, with picturesque eyebrows and eyes like stars, if it weren't for the bright and dazzling sunshine around, it would really make people suspect that she was a god seen in a dream, her hair ornament is extremely simple, a plum blossom silver hairpin is inserted on the left side of the black and shiny hair bun, and a white pearl hairpin with a single crown on the right, with a pair hanging from her ears. The milky white magnolia flower pendant, the world often says that beauty is like jade, but Ji Qing is the first time to see a beauty whose skin looks like a beauty carved from mutton fat jade, and this beauty is as cool and cold as jade, looking up at him coldly, he lowered his head and said nothing. But the little girl next to her was innocent, and said to Ji Qing with a smile: "No need Childe, my young lady originally had an old injury on her foot, not caused by climbing the mountain today, Childe just rushed his own way, let's go down slowly." After speaking, the master and servant walked cautiously down the mountain.

Ji Qing and Yang Chen were stunned, watching the two women leave slowly, Yang Chen also murmured: "Son, get up so early, it's worth it to see such a beautiful girl, if you told me earlier, I could have gotten up earlier, but it's a pity that such a beautiful girl is a lame ......."

Yang Jiqing was preoccupied with the lame young girl, and he didn't hear a word of Yang Chen's words.

Dong'er asked the girl Xiaohe as she walked, "Are these two still looking at us?" ”

Xiaohe glanced back and replied: "Yes, Miss, really, we have been here so early, I thought we could deliver the package to Mrs. before there were people on the road, these two people are really uneducated, seeing others walking hard, they are still staring hard, just like they have never seen people with bad legs and feet." Oh, Miss, you go slowly. ”

Dong'er has many years of slight bone disease on her feet, if she walks slowly, she can be found when she walks fast and up and down the mountain, for fear of being found out and laughed, she easily does not go out, and on the fifteenth day of the first month of each month, she sends a degree to her mother who practices in Puzhao Nunnery, she and Xiaohe are early to get up and leave early, go early and return early, avoid a group of good men and women, pilgrims and tourists. Unexpectedly, today's accident, met the opposite sex of the same age, it is the age of twenty-eight, the age of the beautiful mind, being stared at like this, the heart is ashamed and angry, anxious to get out of the vision of the two teenagers, unconsciously speed up, who knows that the pace is panicked, one foot in the air, the master and servant two screamed, you pull me to drag, both jumped on the ground, Dong'er fell on the side of the road, Xiaohe is almost half of his body pressed on the young lady, the wicker basket on Xiaohe's arm fell on the stone steps, even fell and rolled, and ran out a few feet away.

Ji Qing and Yang Chen witnessed the two girls falling to the ground, the two hurriedly ran over to help, Ji Qing helped Xiaohe help Dong'er, and Yang Chen went to pick up the wicker basket. This fall is not serious, Dong'er except for a little pain in his palm and body, nothing else is serious, Xiaohe is busy patting and tidying up the dirty and wrinkled clothes for Dong'er, and Dong'er is annoyed to sort out the scattered hair.

Ji Qing bowed down and begged sincerely: "Girl, it will take some time to go down the mountain road, why don't I send a house slave down the mountain to hire a sedan chair for the girl to send the girl home." ”

Dong'er glanced up at him, but still didn't speak, Xiaohe was straightforward, and reprimanded Yang Jiqing: "No need, you go your way, let's walk our way slowly, we don't interfere with each other, if someone accidentally falls, do you have to watch from the beginning to the end to be satisfied?" ”

Yang Jiqing didn't have the heart to watch others get angry at all, so he didn't know why the little girl was angry for no reason, so he could only secretly go to see Dong'er to see if Dong'er was angry.

Dong'er saw that the nerd didn't notice his mistake at all, so he simply didn't speak, turned around, turned his back to Yang Jiqing, faced the mountains and flowers and weeds on the side of the road, and ordered: "Xiaohe, it's still early anyway, we are not in a hurry to go home, let's sit here and rest for a while." ”

While speaking, Yang Chen had already picked up the basket and returned it to Xiaohe, Xiaohe said thank you to Yang Chen awkwardly, Dong'er pointed to a cluster of yellow mountain chrysanthemums not far away and asked Xiaohe to pick them for her, ignoring Yang Jiqing beside her as air.

Yang Jiqing felt that he was not favored by the lame girl in front of him at all, so he had to apologize and say goodbye respectfully: "Fang Cai was rude, abrupt the girl, and asked the girl to forgive her sins, the girl must be more careful when she goes down the mountain later, let's go up the mountain first." ”

Dong'er let out a "hmm" and still didn't look at him. When Ji Qing's master and servant walked away, no one was staring at them anymore, and the two little girls continued to hurry.

Yang Jiqing thought as he walked: "There are also temples and nunnery in the city, why does this girl have to work hard to climb the mountain to come to my incense courtyard to incense regardless of the inconvenience of her legs and feet?" Could it be that she has a relationship with my family temple? ”