Tong Fu felt that Tao Hongjing looked a little different today.

The clothes he wears today are not ordinary clothes and belts, lacquered sarong crowns, but plain cloth clothes, carrying a medicine basket behind him, dressed like a medicine picker.

"Mr. Tao also came to pick white peonies today?" Tong Fu suddenly thought about it.

Tao Hongjing frowned, "Xiao Shuiluo, what nonsense are you talking about?" ”

Tong Fu was stunned for a moment before he realized that the little water spirit was talking about himself, and he thought it was very interesting, and pointed behind him and said: "No, those many white peonies have attracted many medicine pickers today......

She turned around and froze, where did the white peony come from? Behind him was lush greenery, full of grass and trees, not even a small wildflower.

She patted her head, "Oh yes, Mr. Tao is a different ...... here."

Jin Youzi had already thought about coming, and bowed to the ground, "I've seen Mr. Tao!" ”

Tao Hongjing had also seen him earlier, and beckoned to Jin Youzi at this time, "It's still strange to look strange, come here, come closer, show me." ”

Tong Fu stopped Jin Youzi, "Mr. Tao, there's nothing strange about him, he was accidentally brought ......by me as an official of the imperial court."

"It's hard to say, it's hard to say, this doll is a little weird, who brought whom, it's really hard to say......" Tao Hongjing glared at Jin Youzi and didn't let go.

Jin Youzi couldn't help laughing, it seemed that this Mr. Tao was no older than most of his own, and he actually called himself a doll...... Besides, she defended herself like this...... Thinking of this, he walked in front of Tao Hongjing with a smile in his eyes.

Tao Hongjing looked at Jin Youzi carefully, reached out and touched his head, and then leaned behind his head and sniffed it...... It's like studying an herb, and it's very focused.

Tong Fu on the side couldn't cry or laugh, "Mr. Tao, you are really wrong, he is a person......"

"He's not human." Tao Hongjing suddenly stood up straight and neatly interrupted Tong Fu.

"Huh?!" Tong Fu and Jin Youzi once again spoke in unison.

Tao Hongjing fanned the wind with his sleeve, "This Maoshan Mountain, tsk, it's really a good place...... Oh, every now and then, a little soul pops up, a little vixen, a fairy, a little ghost, or something......"

"He's a vixen?!" Tong Fu trembled and pointed at Jin Youzi.

Tao Hongjing almost choked, "When did I say it...... What he is, I know a little bit about it, but I'm not sure ......."

"No matter what the late life is, the late life is to stay with Xiao Fu's appearance......" Jin Youzi was full of expression at the moment, and he was determined.

Tao Hongjing took out a piece of letterhead from his sleeve and raised it in front of the two of them, "Look clearly, what is this?" Bamboo and hemp paper, the most suitable material for book booking. ”

Then, he crumpled the paper and threw it into a stream beside him, "You," he pointed to Jin Youzi, "can you still use it?" ”

Jin Youzi leaned over and took out the paper, which was soaked in the water, and it was already rotten.

"You two, like this, can't be in one place."

Tong Fu smiled, "Mr. Tao's analogy is really interesting......

Tao Hongjing glanced at her coolly, "Laugh, there are times when you can't laugh." By the way, I advise you, don't come here casually in this Maoshan Mountain. And ah, that back lake, oh yes, you should have another name now. Don't just wander around, you might come across something......"

"That's good!" Jin Youzi's eyes suddenly lit up, "If you can see the 10,000-volume collection of books in Prince Liang's East Palace, this life will be in vain!" ”

"I'm not going to take you there......" Kirifu said disdainfully.

"No, no," Tao Hongjing interrupted her, "it depends on whether he is willing to take you there." But seriously, if you really go, you little water spirit, don't do anything with those scrolls. That's the most precious thing about Desch...... Otherwise...... Ahem, you can't say it, you can't say it, I've said too much today......"

After that, he turned around and left, and disappeared after a while.

Tong Fu was confused when he heard this, and before he could turn his mind, he heard Jin Youzi say excitedly: "Zhaoming! Prince Zhaoming! ”

She was startled, and quickly looked back at him, but she didn't seem to have lost her mind.

Jin Youzi grabbed Tong Whisk, "Deshi, Deshi is the prince of Zhaoming, Xiao Tong!" At that time, there were 30,000 volumes of books in the East Palace, and the collection of famous talents was a collection of literary flourishes, which had not been seen since the Jin and Song dynasties......"

Tong Fu suddenly thought of something else, and said in a lost voice: "Seventeen?!" What about seventeen? ”

Jin Youzi came back to his senses at this time, and the two of them hurriedly turned around to look around, but saw the white peony swaying in the mountains. In the peony bush, on the bluestone, there are seventeen pillows of flowers and sleeping.

By the time the two of them carried the sleeping Moseventeen into the carriage, it was getting late. The carriage was rolling around, but Jin Youzi and Tong Fu had their own thoughts.

The driver suddenly raised his head outside and asked, "Now that it's past time, I'm afraid it's too late to go back to the city." Go further on a stick of incense, there is an ancient post station, but you want to rest overnight? ”

"It's fine." Jin Youziyuan is also worried about the unsafe night road.

Tong Fu pondered his father's words and nodded indiscriminately.

When they arrived at the gate of the post station, the driver went in first to find the empty house, leaving Jin Youzi and the three of them to wait outside.

Seventeen was still unconscious, and as soon as Tong Fu and Jin Youzi got out of the carriage, they heard the sound of horses' hooves not far away.

In such a late night, there were still people who invested in the store, and the two of them looked up unconsciously.

A women's carriage staggered to the front, and even the darkness of the night could not hide the extreme luxury of the carriage. The four-cornered palace lamp is tall, and the tent car clothes are extremely beautiful.

Then I saw that the curtain of the car was lifted, and the two women came out with incense balls in their hands, and incense overflowed in all directions for a while.

Tong Fu tugged at Jin Youzi's sleeve, and said in a low voice: "Nowadays, the noble daughters of the Houmen and high-ranking families are dressed like this, it is very ...... Different. ”

As she spoke, another woman stepped down from the carriage, and only the palace lamp shone in a trance, and she couldn't hide the fragrance of the country.

However, in the year of the golden hairpin, the face is like a dawn, burning like a hibiscus, and the golden steps in the hair shake the tortoiseshell hairpin and the bright moon in the ears. The white dress on her body is like a cloud, which is wonderful......

Tong Fu looked stupid, "Don't be a fairy in the mountains......"

Jin Youzi's stumbling voice came from his ears, "Bai Xuan Dance...... The quality is as light as the clouds, the color is like silver, who will give the bequeath of love to the beauty...... Beaded sleeves fly ......"

Tong Fu turned his head to look at him with a look of despair, and snorted: "Your eyes are straight, don't fall out." ”

Jin Youzi leaned into her ear, "This one, I'm afraid that the noble daughter of the Qiliang family will dance in vain......"

Tong Fu didn't understand yet, but only heard a woman from Titianqiu say: "County Lord, Bai Xuan Dance has already danced so well, why do you still want to learn?" ”

The noble girl smiled, "Dancing at my father's birthday banquet is not allowed to be sloppy." ”

Another maid said: "The county lord was originally going to recite that Guan Shanyue, why did he change his mind?" ”

The noble girl motioned to her to whisper, "My father thinks I am singing, but I want to dance, and I will surprise my father." ”

With that, she walked away with her skirt and sang softly:

"Looking at Qingbo Road, white on the stage at night.

The moon contains laurel trees, and the shadows wander.

The cold sand rises in the wind, and the spring flowers bloom in the snow.

The night is long, who is the tailor? ”

Jin Youzi's face changed drastically, and he said in a trembling voice: "It's her...... It's ...... her."