Ye Saiying is thinner than before, and her thick sword eyebrows are more conspicuous. When she saw Hu Xianxian's suspicious appearance, her eyebrows straightened up, and the momentum scared Hu Xianxian into laughing.

Hu Xianxian smiled and said, "Don't be angry, I think that Concubine Duan Tian gave me something for no reason, and I deserve it." ”

Ye Saiying stuffed the box to Hu Xianxian and left, "Entrusted by people, loyal to people." I'm just sending something, and if you feel ashamed, give it back to her yourself. ”

Hu Xianxian ran forward to stop her, "Saiying, you wait." Thank you. Which, you ...... Do you still have gold leaves? ”

Ye Saiying glanced at her with disdain, "No." Monks do not store personal wealth. ”

"Oh, oh. Then you walk slowly...... Slow down ......"

Ye Saiying took two steps and turned his head, and said in a deep voice: "If you really need money, you can go to Mohu on March 28." Shui Miaoxu said that a puja would be held that day to give alms to the people. There will also be a poetry competition, and those who write well can receive a hundred taels of silver. ”

Hu Xianxian was stunned, "Mohu? What kind of puja is held? What kind of poetry competition will the method committee hold? ”

Ye Saiying explained impatiently and helplessly: "The festival is to celebrate the ascension of a spirit fish into a dragon in Mohu, which is a rare auspicious thing, so Concubine Duan Tian specially came to the meeting." She came to Qionglian Palace today to prepare for the puja. As for the poetry competition, such a festival must have the literati to recite poems and compose, so that they can be recited. ”

Hu Xianxian's mouth opened wide when he heard this, but he couldn't say anything. When Ye Saiying walked away, she entered the door with the box in her hand.

Erfat asked her, "Who is looking for you?" What's in the box? ”

Hu Xianxian smiled and raised his hand, "It's a baby." Didn't I just say that if you cure someone, you will be rich? Look, isn't this just delivered? As she spoke, she shook the box in front of Er Fat, and before he could see it, she entered the house.

Hu Xianxian was in the hut, closed the door, and turned the wooden box over and over again. She really couldn't think of what Duan Mengrou would give her, this Duan Mengrou knew how Mo Jinmian died, how could she hold a dragon ascension ceremony?

Finally, she opened the box directly. She thought that it would be easy for Duan Mengrou to kill her, and there was no need to engage in any conspiracy.

As soon as the box opened, there was a net inside, a bright and colorful blue ink net, a foggy net!

Hu Xianxian stroked the net, closed the lid of the box, and said in his heart: What a baby. They all gave me these priceless treasures, but I didn't have any money to eat quickly. I didn't expect that the thirteen major artifacts have already obtained three of them, and they are all given to me by others, so the remaining ten artifacts will be so easy to obtain?

Hu Xianxian recuperated at home for half a month, she didn't go out, and she rarely spoke. But she is relieved to see her parents herself, and her parents are relieved to see her every day.

On March 28, she set off for Mohu. She was very curious about what the purpose of Duan Mengrou's method would be.

The scenery of Mohu Lake in late spring is very beautiful, and in recent days, many people have come here to watch the ceremony because they heard that Duan Tianfei will meet. Some guests from afar moor their boats in the lake and enjoy the view while waiting for the puja to begin.

Hu Xianxian was walking alone on the shore, and she saw a large tomb next to a small hill, and a large stone tablet stood in front of the tomb. The stele reads: The place where the bones of the golden dragon in Mohu are located.

Hu Xianxian shook his head and sighed.

A young man in a lotus white robe next to him smiled and said, "Why is Miss Hu sighing? ”

Hu Xianxian was slightly surprised, "Do you recognize me?" ”

The man said, "Miss Hu forgot? I'm Ruan Shaolun. That year, when I went to Beijing to take the exam, I also lived in your store. ”

"Oh, Gongzi Ruan."

Ruan Shaolun smiled, "Miss Hu hasn't said why she sighed?" ”

Hu Xianxian said: "Since this Mohu Golden Dragon has turned into a dragon, why do you leave a tomb?" The words on this tomb are very well written, how can a person who can write such vigorous and majestic words be willing to carve a tombstone for others? ”

Ruan Shaolun said: "Miss Hu thinks a lot, but I didn't think of these problems. My sister often says that you are a person who can only kill and chop indiscriminately, but in fact, you are quite thoughtful. ”

"Dare to ask who Ling Mei is?"

"My sister Dao name Ruan Wenyue is Qiao Yuanjun's second disciple."

Hu Xianxian suddenly remembered, "Your sister is Ah Yue?" Alas, I did hurt her recklessly......"

Ruan Shaolun waved his hand, "Qiao Yuanjun has already told me about her injury that time, and I can't blame you all." Our family used to be an official eunuch's family, but later the family fell into the middle of the road, and my sister still couldn't change the temper of the eldest lady. ”

Hu Xianxian saw that there was some sadness on his face, so he asked, "Ruan Gongzi is also here to play?" Why do you look a little sad between your eyebrows? ”

Ruan Shaolun smiled bitterly: "Don't hide it from Miss Hu, I came to participate in the poetry competition, and I came to participate in the poetry competition for the one hundred taels of silver." My sister is talented and intelligent, and she can be regarded as having a landing with Qiao Yuanjun, and she has been wandering around since I fell off the list, selling literature for a living. ”

Hu Xianxian sighed a few words, and said that today's open science and technology are not necessarily talents.

Ruan Shaolun nodded, "Well, do you know who wrote the words on this tablet?" It's Ma Shuo. “

He introduced that they rushed to the exam together that year, and several of them failed the list. Ma Shuo was embarrassed to return to Jingchun County, so he helped with the inscription and inscription of a distant relative in Majia Village, Lingzhou, and now he is famous. Du Zhen still stayed in the capital, and he was helping people keep accounts while preparing for the re-examination. A few of their friends back then, but Ye Zan was the best.

Hu Xianxian asked him, "Ye Zan? is Ye Guanying's cousin, the one who revealed Du Wanzhi's whereabouts and received the reward? ”

Ruan Shaolun replied: "Yes, he used the reward money to open a winery. Although it is not as well-known as the Jade Liquor Distillery, it is also a thriving business. ”

Hu Xianxian sighed twice, not knowing what to say.

Ruan Shaolun was very interested: "Why didn't Miss Hu come with Cheng Daochang?" That time I saw him playing chess in Qionglian Palace, he heard that there was an urgent matter and hurried away, I wrote down the endgame, and I want to continue playing with him......"

Hu Xianxian really didn't know what was going on, even though he was far away from Cheng Haofeng, he would still hear people mention him everywhere. She was a little annoyed by his ubiquitous shadow, and she couldn't hear what Ruan Shaolun was saying.

Suddenly, he heard a few gongs, and Ruan Shaolun said that the poetry competition had begun, and he took Hu Xianxian to participate in it.

Hu Xianxian studied when he was young, but he could only recognize words, and he didn't know anything about poetry. It's just that the pen, ink, paper, and inkstone are all in front of her, and she can't refuse.

Picking up the pen, she thought, the title of this essay is to write poems related to the ink lake, so let's write directly about her feelings about the ink lake at this moment.

Hu Xianxian waved his pen and did it in one go:

The smoke is misty, and the painting is leisurely. The drizzle is dashing, and the rain is like drunken spring. Qingrun Tianxia Shaohua is good, how many couples laugh hand in hand.

The waterfront is warm, and the mandarin ducks snuggle up and the sand gulls jump. The Champs are abundant, and the pear blossoms are elegant and delicate. The beautiful scenery hides the dragon Jiao, who knows the legend of his life.

The willow embankment is green, and the bones are buried in the green grass. The lake is full of ink, and the blood-stained land is falling. The soul returns to the netherworld and the grievances disappear, and the heart is ethereal and free.

When she stopped, she walked to the lake and looked at the boats in the lake. She was thinking: Mo Jinmian herself didn't expect that after his death, Duan Mengrou would do something to make the people think that he was a flying dragon and celebrate him, right? Since then, he has become the respected Mohu Golden Dragon in the world.

Sometimes, what you gain and what you lose is really not determined by your own heart.

It's just that what kind of life attitude you choose will have what kind of life, and there is no need to complain.

When listening to Er Pang say those words, Hu Xianxian really resented God for being unfair and playing tricks on fate.

After seeing Ruan Shaolun, listening to him talk about the experiences of several people back then, she felt that in fact, fate has always been in control of herself.

Just like walking, choosing a rugged mountain road can be bumpy, but it will also have different scenery and unexpected adventures. Choose a flat road, maybe the road will be smooth, or it may be a dead end while walking. No matter what the result is, it is the path you choose.

Hu Xianxian let go of the calculation of gains and losses in his heart, and the complicated thoughts in his mind became clear. She decided to go to Ling Mountain again, she had something she wanted to ask Ling Ruofeng.