"Repeat it, seven days back and forth, and the heavens will do it."

Shen Yuan closed the page, his eyes a little sour. "Zhou Yi" is difficult to read, and it just so happens that Zhongyuan has arrived, and when I see this sentence, I stop, it's time to prepare for the sacrifice.

She was just willing to purify her mind, and she never worshipped under anyone's door, and she never had the idea of leaving home, so on such a day, she arranged sacrifices, went out and put out the lamps, and offered incense, candles, and fireworks, even if she did her best. There are countless people worshipping in the middle of the Yuan every year, but the deceased people, as well as the so-called heavenly immortals, can they really be used? She didn't know, and she didn't dare to think deeply.

The day before, she had sent Scarlet Moon to the street to buy some bamboo strips of lamp paper, incense and candles to offer fruits. In the middle of July, the local officials forgave their sins, and every household was ready to sacrifice and sprinkle the sweep, and the concept of immortality enshrined the Emperor of the Three Officials, and the incense was naturally extraordinarily prosperous. At dinner, Shui Zhi came to send a message, and the lady of the Taoist Pavilion wanted to go to Yufang Mountain to incense again, and asked the young lady if she would go with her, Shen Yuan said that she was not in good spirits and wanted to take a break, but she didn't respond.

Cheng is not sincere in the incense, her adoptive mother is used to going back and forth to worship, but she worships alone every year, and it is better not to disturb it easily.

In the middle of July, the ghost door was opened, and hundreds of ghosts returned home.

Mo Yu got up before dawn, took the big and small maids, prepared the fruit to go to the immortal view, and worshiped the local official. The Oiran of the Leng Xiang Pavilion did not snooze, got up early, ordered the scarlet moon to accompany him, and went to the back garden with the morning dew.

I don't know if it's because of the solar terms, the wind blows on my body in the morning and evening, it's too cold, Shen Yuan just pulled up the placket of his shirt and pursed his lips, but he couldn't see any expression. Scarlet Moon carried a bamboo basket containing a roll of red-sealed incense candles and fire folds, as well as a small Ruyi amphora copper incense burner. Shen Yuan didn't let the maid do anything, he set up the incense burner by himself, dismantled the red paper, and lit it with a fire. As if she had suddenly thought of something, she stared at the light of the incense candle for a moment, and waited for the smell of soot to reach the tip of her nose before she blinked and knelt down slowly.

She read it silently, and walked with incense in both hands for a long time, and she didn't lose her sincerity, and she also thought that she could get a safe and smooth from now on. She quickly recalled the years of her childhood, when she encountered disasters and misfortunes one after another, could it be that she also bore her sins, and this life is here to pay for it?

If so...... She is willing to sincerely repent, live here for the rest of her life, take hemp food, and repent every day, but beg never to suffer from displacement again.

The young lady's master always said that worship was a big deal, Scarlet Moon didn't dare to disturb, and waited silently for the incense stick to burn out, Shen Yuan was finally willing to stand up, and dipped a silk handkerchief in the corner of his eye. She hurriedly cleaned up the incense burner, and she didn't know why her girl was crying, probably on this day, every family misses the deceased, and the girl also misses her relatives.

The three incense sticks burned for a short time, and as soon as the red and bright sun rose, it was still quite hot outside. Shen Yuan's master and servant did not stay, they put away their things and went back, and in the upstairs room, Scarlet Cloud had already set up the meal, and smoked the wormwood leaves and peach branches to ward off evil spirits. Qifeng has the custom of eating dumplings in Zhongyuan, and it was also brought to the capital, crispy new silver sprouts, shallots, and shredded radish, mixed with chicken, fine powder, fried with oil and salt, cooked in a hot pan with oily skin, and fried with the stuffing until yellow and golden, and the index finger moved when I saw it.

"Ready, go out tonight to put on the lights, burn some more offerings, and when I take a nap, let's tie the river lantern together."

Shen Yuan cleaned his hands, took the chopsticks, slowly chewed the dough, and instructed the two maids to prepare early, and his tone was as flat as a whim. The arrival of the Midyear Festival did not cause anything special, and the room of the cold incense Oiran was always like this, no matter what happened in front of you, the atmosphere was warm and soft, peaceful and peaceful. The maid wrote it down, and without her need to give any more orders, she also found out the clothes to be changed at night and hung them up.

Oiran was a peaceful scene here, and even picked up the pipa and played it as usual, where did she think that even in this green building, there were people who took advantage of the sadness today and secretly wept - for example, the Sheng girl who had only been beautiful for a few days.

There are not many people who come to Leng Xiang Pavilion today, and Sheng Qiuxiao was raised to a new value, so he was able to steal his time, sent away the little maid around him, and hid in the room alone. She hadn't rubbed the powder, and she had slept restlessly the night before, and her face was very haggard, and there were mottled tear stains horizontally.

But if there is another way, who will be willing to commit to the dust. She will never forget that afternoon, the pavilion owner's wife was held by the big girl, and came to the Qin Pavilion with a strict gait, a pair of eyes full of low and shrewd halos, watching them dance, willow waist graceful, after a long time, Fang raised his hand, and the dance master on the side quickly stopped.

There were many girls in the room, all of whom were at a young age, as delicate as flowers, and the pavilion master's wife looked at Qiu Xiao and motioned to the housekeeper's mother to take her forward. She knelt down uneasily, and when she heard her lady tell her to look up, she saw a smile in the other party's eyes, and told her that she would have a bright future and become the envy of all the women in the court.

How she wished at that moment, she was still stupid and couldn't get on the stage. How could she be willing to be a red girl? But the lady of the pavilion master would not listen to her, only looked at her with a little pity, and told her not to be afraid, the number one lady in the Leng Xiang Pavilion has always had a head and face, and she will not be wronged.

The pavilion master's wife left, taking Sheng Qiuxiao's hope with her. That night she was seriously thinking about whether to run away or beg for death. Qiu Xiao is a person who has died once, and she regards the life she picked up half a bowl of noodle soup as a treasure, so she has never been able to make up her mind. Escape? Oh, isn't it the same in this world, where to flee to?

After that night, Sheng Qiuxiao wiped away her tears, went to get a basin of cold water, and washed her whole face thoroughly. She didn't dare to give it a go with fate, so she had to accept it and slowly figure it out. After many years in the Cold Fragrance Pavilion, she could also see that what the pavilion master said was not all false—then leave it at that, admit it.

The hours of nothing passed quickly, and the morning was still cold, but the afternoon was the hottest. Shen Yuan couldn't sleep, leaned on the head of the bed and played with the beads, and thought about it again as he worshipped at night.

"Why did the girl wake up?" Scarlet Moon came back from cooking the soup to cool off, and when she entered the door, she saw the master sitting, "It's hot in summer, why don't you rest for a while, there are slaves and maids in the work you prepare." ”

There is an openwork ice curtain hanging by the window, and the afternoon sunlight spills into the room, which is very light and soft. A few cat calls came faintly from the backyard, lazily making people laugh.

"No need, I'll be with you later." Shen Yuan rubbed the corners of his eyes, he didn't feel sleepy, he got up and carefully put away the scroll, and said to Scarlet Yue: "Madam went to the Immortal Temple to incense, I don't know when I will be able to come back." There won't be anyone today, so you can find a few people, take off the lights, and close the door. ”