Chapter 5 Clearing the Source
Deep in the lush turquoise bamboo forest, a small pavilion is hidden.
The pavilion is supported by eight vermilion lacquered log pillars, surmounted by a roof paved with dark gray tiles.
From a distance, there is a sense of historical precipitation.
When I walked in, I could see that on the pillar, many places had fallen off the paint, showing a sense of vicissitudes.
In the pavilion, a boxy mahogany tea table was solemnly placed, with several preserved fruits, snacks, and dark brown ceramic tea sets on the table.
Two figures dressed in classical costumes looked at each other across the table.
Lin Zhengyang was sitting precariously, but his eyes kept lingering on the girl in purple clothes in front of him.
She combed her hair and pretended to be mature, but she still couldn't hide the sense of youthfulness.
Especially in the atmosphere of heavy makeup, which is popular nowadays, it is still plain.
For him, who is accustomed to seeing the white powder on the face of the aristocratic minister, who is so thick that he can't see it, and falls down when he speaks, it is like drinking cold well water on dog days, and he is rarely interested.
It seemed that he was embarrassed to look at him, and the girl's neck and ears climbed up to the red glow.
However, when the girl saw this kind of battle for the first time, she didn't know what to say.
It's just that my heart is worried, like sitting on pins and needles.
Even when she saw a dessert that was difficult to taste in the past, she didn't move a bit.
"You ······"
After a long time, she was finally in a hurry.
This can be regarded as a blind date.
If you don't do anything and just go back, you'll be scolded.
"When are you going to see it?"
Half complaining, half ashamed, the girl lowered her head:
"Tell me a little bit······· The tea is already cold. ”
"Noko's words are a gentle person, I like it very much."
Lin Zhengyang drank his share of cold tea.
"Huh?"
The girl blinked in disbelief and looked at him.
"Do you really see anything about the sudden compliment or something?"
Lin Zhengyang chuckled, put down the tea bowl, and seemed to answer seriously:
"Nuozi's words, don't enter the palace, don't be a female official next to the queen, I think, maybe you can avoid some slander."
Of course, what Lin Zhengyang didn't say was that if this was the case, she would not be Qingyuan Nuozi.
Qing Shao Nayan.
Later generations did not know his real name, but because there was a lot of discrimination against women in ancient Japan, his name was not recorded.
Just because her ancestors had a few words, her descendants respectfully called her Qing Shaoyan.
She was a rare talented woman in the Heian period.
She was a female official next to the queen, and because she had a good relationship with the queen, she entered the palace.
Not surprisingly, her life will be very unhappy, her two marriages will be failures, the evening scene will be very bleak, and she will even be implicated by her brother and involved in political turmoil.
'Alternate World, ·······'
Even if it's an alternate world, there is a context to be found.
Qingyuan Nuozi's fate is not unexpected, but it is still like this.
"Can you really see my future?"
Not surprisingly, the girl found it interesting.
She's such a curious woman.
"Can Onmyoji see through what happens in the future?"
“······· But no. ”
Lin Zhengyang's face froze, and he suddenly unfolded the folding fan he was carrying and slapped it a few times.
Bizarrely, the temperature in the pavilion immediately cooled a little.
Kiyogen Noko blinked.
"It's really interesting, is this also the skill of the Onmyoji?"
"Yes."
Lin Zhengyang was somewhat moved by compassion.
When I first saw her, I didn't expect to be arranged to go on a blind date······ Obviously, he is only twelve years old.
The Qingyuan family is not a big noble, but a middle nobleman, and his father, brother and grandfather are not of high rank, but they are the twelfth grandson of the emperor in the family.
Therefore, it can be regarded as one of the good marriage partners.
Among the women of the right age, he took a fancy to her at a glance.
Not for anything else, just because she is the most familiar.
Between the eyebrows and eyes, it is really ······ It's like a little sorrow·······
Lin Zhengyang's state of mind was slightly rippling.
Even though he knew it was two people, he was still nervous.
It's just that relying on years of concentration and ritual practice, he barely keeps the clouds light and the wind is light.
In addition, seeing the girl's cramped performance, he gradually relaxed.
People are like this, when they see that the other party is more nervous than themselves, they are not nervous.
Looking closely, Qingyuan Nuozi is about twelve or thirteen years old, and she looks a little similar to the older gray plain mourning.
Between the eyebrows and eyes, there are some similarities, but not much.
More, perhaps the kind of breath unique to intellectual women, or temperament.
It's not the same world after all·······
Kiyogen Noko is lively, gentle, and curious about anything new.
In fact, she is still a twelve-year-old girl.
Honestly, it's cute.
If you are complimented, you will be happy.
Joy, curiosity, are all written on the face, and it is surprisingly easy to understand.
It's a kid after all.
"You haven't answered yet?"
"Do you see through my future?"
The girl's voice pulled him back to reality.
"Onmyoji can see mysterious things, including monsters, ghosts and gods, as well as spiritual power and qi, but he can't see through the future."
He smiled.
The girl seemed to be amazed by his smile, and was stunned, then blushed and lowered her head.
Lin Zhengyang grew up with his mother, and he has a very neutral beauty.
The long silky hair poured down behind her back like a waterfall, the snow-white skin like porcelain, and the beautiful facial features, just laughing, giving the girl opposite the feeling of a heroic sister, but there is a gentle and elegant bookish atmosphere.
In short, it's a very complicated feeling.
In the eyes of men, he is just a more feminine man, so that he will not be mistaken for gender.
In the eyes of the woman, he looks like a heroic woman, and her neutral beauty will be magnified.
Soaking in the library all year round, reading books, unconsciously cultivating a kind of bookish atmosphere.
"The means generally used to travel through the future are divination, or asking the gods, or the art of matching people on the other side of the Celestial Empire, but unfortunately these are a little inaccurate, and no one can tell the future."
"But, you're different."
"With all due respect, you have a spell wrapped around you, if you can't remove it as soon as possible, it may hinder the future, your marriage is not going well, and the evening is bleak, this is an extremely vicious curse!"
Lin Zhengyang put his fingers together, waved his sword fingers, and silently prayed a few words, passing in front of her eyes.
The girl was surprised to find that there seemed to be a little more purple-gray "cotton thread" on her body, like a spider web, sticking to her body.
She tried to catch it with her hands, but she pounced.
Lin Zhengyang smiled knowingly.
It's really big-hearted, and at this time I want to play, and I'm really still a child.
"This spell, it is the spell of the witch of the Western Kingdom, it is not for you, but for the entire Qingyuan family, looking at this strength, it seems that it is not only in recent years, at least it has lasted for several generations, the strength is already very weak, roughly, it will end in your generation, and it will disappear in your next generation at the latest."
"You can go back and ask the elders in the family, maybe you will find out."
"Ah, excuse me······ I'll tell you as soon as possible! ”
The girl bowed in a panic, then ran quickly and jumped into the carriage that had come and gone.
The carriage sped along, and then a muffled "thump" was heard.
"Oops!"
It seemed that the carriage was moving too fast, and the girl kowtowed.
I guess it's tearful again
Thinking of this, Lin Zhengyang also found it very interesting.