Chapter 22: The Peach Mirror
Duckweed thought for a moment, frowned and asked, "The woman you mentioned is married now, can I know her name?"
Zhang Xianzhen nodded helplessly, and there seemed to be endless sadness in her eyes: "Her name is Taojing, she was married ten years ago, married a minor official in Bianjing, and her family moved away." ”
"There's always been a strong scent in your room, did she make it?"
Zhang Xianzhen first nodded, then shook her head and said, "I don't know, I have long lost news of her over the years, but from time to time I will receive these incense that are exactly the same as her original taste." He smiled a little embarrassedly: "Maybe she secretly sent it, I was happy when I first received it." But then, I couldn't find anyone to deliver the spices. It's as if these incense sticks out of thin air. ”
"Oh?" duckweed smiled, picked up another piece of white jade and said, "Many of the jewelry on this table were given later, or ten years ago?"
"Ten years ago. When Jing'er left, she came to me crying, but I couldn't take her away. Hey, it's all because I didn't have the ability at the time, I'm afraid that she will suffer with me. Jing'er was very sad and knew that it was irretrievable, so she gave me the things she loved in her life. ”
"I see. Duckweed sighed and continued, "Why don't you hide them in the cupboard, but put them out?
"I don't want to let myself forget about her, not for a moment. These things are with me as much as she is with me. ”
Duckweed said: "It's really infatuated." Does Zhang Gongzi know what Taojing's favorite thing was before?"
Zhang Xianzhen thought about it seriously before replying: "What she loves the most is the bronze mirror." When I visited the Lantern Festival, I gave it to her, and she liked it very much. ”
"Can you take a look? ”
Zhang Xianzhen smiled embarrassedly, turned around and walked to the bed, and took out a very simple and delicate bronze mirror from under the pillow.
Xiaowa couldn't help but exclaim: "This bronze mirror is so beautiful." ”
"Yes, the mirror took a fancy to the bronze mirror at a glance. I saved up for a long time to buy it, but if I could see a beautiful woman again, I would like to save it for as long as I wanted. Zhang Xianzhen said very seriously, her eyes full of nostalgia.
Duckweed took the mirror and muttered, "Mirror, mirror." Zhang Gongzi lets it accompany you every day and sleeps with you, no wonder. ”
"Lady, do you think there is something wrong with this mirror?" asked Zhang Xianzhen puzzled.
Duckweed smiled and didn't speak, Xiaowa was a little anxious and said, "Sister, could it be that the woman in the dream is... ”
Duckweed coughed a few times, Zhang Xianzhen's face changed slightly, and he hurriedly said: "Hey, I dreamed of a woman last night holding this bronze mirror in her hand. I didn't want to talk to Childe, but now I have to say it. I think all the things that Childe has encountered these days can be glimpsed in this bronze mirror. It's just that,"
"Just what?" Zhang Xianzhen asked hurriedly.
Duckweed smiled helplessly, "It's just that you may encounter some ghost powers, I'm afraid that Zhang Gongzi will be afraid." ”
Zhang Xianzhen understood very well, bowed down and said: "Since I came to find the lady, I can guess that there will be these things." It's just one thing, this thing is an old thing, it's very important to me, and I hope the lady won't break it. ”
"It's nature. Duckweed smiled and said, "Hey." Let's meet her in the mirror. ”
After that, duckweed pinched a spell. The three of them were dizzy, as if they were infinitely sleepy. But in the blink of an eye, the three of them were already in the mirror.
"Why is it still Zhang Gongzi's bedroom in the mirror?" the little baby held the little brain melon and expressed her doubts.
I saw that in this bronze mirror, there was still Zhang Xianzhen's bedroom, the same bed, the same layout, and the same strange fragrance.
On the same table as just now, there are a lot of girls, and the fat powder and jewelry are not quite the same as just now, and they all look new.
Duckweed looked at the empty room, covered her mouth and smiled: "It seems that the master is not there." We'll have to wait. ”
Zhang Xianzhen's face was very ugly at this time, looking at the world in the mirror, her brows furrowed more and more.
In the mirror, it was only the size of a square inch, and beyond the bedroom was an ethereal fog. Duckweed smiled and asked Zhang Xianzhen: "Zhang Gongzi really didn't have any strange dreams?"
Zhang Xianzhen's face became more and more ugly, and she didn't answer yet, but she heard a creak outside the door, and a woman with willowy eyebrows was carrying several bags of things at this time and was coming in from outside the door. She saw the three people in the room, their eyebrows frowning slightly, and the things in their hands were not held steady, and they all fell to the ground.
It fell to the ground with a bang, but it was all rouge gouache.
"The master is here," laughed duckweed, "and it seems that we are not very welcome." ”
"Who are you?" the woman asked, frowning and asking Zhang Xianzhen a little hesitantly: "Lang Jun, you, why did you bring a strange woman back?"
"Lang Jun?" Zhang Xianzhen sneered, his face became extremely bad, and his whole person seemed to become depressed, muttering, "How can I be your Lang Jun? ”
The woman hurriedly stepped forward, her face full of panic and disbelief. She was a little helpless, tears were already filling her eyes, and it seemed that she was about to cry in the next second. The woman said very aggrievedly: "How can Lang Jun say such nonsense, I have been married to you for seven years, and I have been getting along every day all these years, has Lang Jun forgotten?"
Zhang Xianzhen's eyes became gentle, and he was silent for a few minutes, but his voice became trembling: "Have you married me for seven years? Have you had a dream for seven years?" He looked up and smiled, the smile was very sad, "These seven years are just a dream." I can still tell where reality is and where is void, hey, it's all because I'm too obsessed. I thought that I could dream of mirrors every day because God had mercy on me. So over the years, I have been guarding these things left by the mirror every day, thinking that such a life, even if I don't marry in my life, is happy. But I didn't expect that,"
"It's not like that," the woman's tears dripped on her clothes, and she cried and said, "Lang Jun, over the years, I have been with you, does Lang Jun just treat me as her?"
Duckweed sighed again: "If you want to prevent Zhang Gongzi from treating you as a peach mirror, why do you have to cultivate into her appearance." ”
"I've only seen her as a woman, so naturally I can only cultivate to her appearance. Besides, I'm a bronze mirror myself, shouldn't I be called Jing'er?" the woman who called herself Jing'er retorted, and then turned her head to look at Zhang Xianzhen with tearful eyes.
Duckweed smiled: "Since Sister Jing'er thinks so, according to you, you and Zhang Gongzi have been married for seven years, why do you have to steal Zhang Gongzi's money recently?"