Chapter 7: Distant Legends: Seventy-Five, Xanadu

The sunspot who was abandoned outside the strange ears was so angry that he kicked with his feet, beat with his palms, and pulled with his hands, and the strange ears did not move, as if it had never been so ordinary and quiet.

Besides, Ruoyun, after being violently swept into the strange ears that expanded into the thickness of a water pipe, rushed into the whirlpool like drifting in Dajue Mountain in Jiangxi the year before last. A lot of ash kept falling from her ears, so that she didn't dare to open her eyes at all, and her eyes just slipped down in black. It was about three to five minutes of decline, but she felt like a century. She was greeted by a swamp and a couple of long hooks that hooked her to the shore. After going ashore, she was much relieved. Because she saw that the little brother and his second son were covered in black mud, but they were ridiculously holding his broken kitchen knife full of gaps, and reclined under a willow tree unharmed, and the peach-red and willow-green girl next to him gathered in a large circle.

"Childe, did you also follow your brother to this peach blossom paradise as a guest? Haha, good, good! This place is full of warblers singing and dancing, and the spring is bright, which is better than our hard work in the Great Song Dynasty. I have heard for a long time that the Peach Blossom Garden is a paradise, the scenery is picturesque, and it has always only produced women, but it is a paradise for men from the outside world! Haha, it is a pity that I have not been able to enter the door for a long time, today you and I have a coincidence, and we can finally hug left and right, and enjoy the blessings of Qi people! ”

Ruoyun was confused. But she has always been very smart, but she still heard a strong hint in the words of the second son. First, it is called "Peach Blossom Spring"; second, there are only women here, similar to the appearance of the daughter country in "Journey to the West"; Third, he called himself a son, not a sister! You must know that the second son is a high-IQ teenager, and he will never call himself a man for no reason. Therefore, Ruoyun replied in accordance with his tone, "Brother Swallow, who said it wasn't? I have admired the fame here for a long time, and I yearn for it. Thank you brother for bringing Brother Qi here for a few days today, and it was enjoyable. The two looked at each other and laughed. Ruoyun clearly saw a look of approval mixed with worry in the eyes of the second son.

The two were clustered into a nearby courtyard. Ruoyun is the "Yiqing Pavilion", and a pond of water lilies in the courtyard is blooming with pink flowers. A few poles in the corner of the courtyard are repaired with bamboo, and one corner is alienated, and it is full of honeysuckle and hibiscus. In the middle is a delicate and elegant small building, with red columns and white walls and tiles, with a rich and graceful bearing. The maids who hooked her up did not directly bring her into the room, but led her into the side hall. At that moment, three pairs of maids each carrying a bucket of bath soup staggered into a corner of the screen painted with Gongbi landscapes, and then heard the sound of pouring water. The maids poured water, and they all came over and gathered her behind the screen without saying a word, and prepared to strip and wash her. She was afraid that she would be exposed in disguised as a man, so she hurriedly blocked them and bombarded them out, saying that she was shy when she was a child and never wanted women to serve. Seeing Ruoyun's insistence, the maids put their new clothes embroidered with gold and silver threads behind the screen, and then blessed them all together, and all of them retired. When they walked into the courtyard, Ruoyun dared to strip and bathe. Lying on her back in the large jujube wood bathtub, the large petals of peony, the small flowers of jasmine, and the purple-red rose petals floated on the lukewarm water, complementing her white and tender skin. It was then that she truly understood the luxury of the ancients. Usually take a bath to have so many maids to serve, next to the barrel is a white jade pot full of fine wine and a plate full of red cherries carved jasper pots, the color is gorgeous and elegant. Against the wall, there is a red sandalwood couch covered with a thick layer of Shu embroidered brocade. On the outside, it seems to be a screen of Gongbi landscapes, but inside is a beautiful picture of the Spring Palace by no one else. What is amazing is that although this painting is a picture of the Spring Palace, it has no obscene meaning. A small window, outside the window is a bunch of green and delightful banana leaves; A probe on a plantain leaf looks at the small magpie inside; In the house, in a finely carved sour jujube wood bathtub, there is a plump and white woman reclining, with blown-breakable skin, high-pull cloud temples with a bit of deliberate fluffiness, picturesque eyebrows, and Danfeng eyes raised at the corners of her eyes seem to be asleep. Behind her, a bee-waisted showman stood behind her and pinched her waist and back, her face full of warm spring. The woman has a pair of heavenly feet, one is warped on the edge of the basin to form a beautiful arc, and the other is hooked as if it is dotting water, or is about to splash forward, or naughtily splashes at the man behind her. Who knows, the artistic conception of this painting has changed, not only the affection between ordinary men and women, but also the warmth of the garden out of thin air.

Suddenly, she noticed that the picture was very similar to the scene she was in, so she guessed that the person in the picture might be the woman here.

At this moment, a green-clothed maid walked in, and Ruoyun, who was so frightened that she was thinking wildly, hurriedly drilled into the water, revealing only one face. The maid smiled and said, "Childe, Mrs. Banner asked the slave maid to come and wait for Childe to change clothes, please refuse." Ruoyun knew that it was not appropriate to refuse at this time, so he had to resort to delaying. Pretending not to wash it yet, he said that he was bothered to ask the girl to fetch a bucket of water again. The maid took the order and retreated.

When the maid stepped out of the threshold with her front feet, she jumped up with her hind feet, and before she could even wipe off the water droplets on her body, she put on the gorgeous clothes that the maids had put on the screen. While the belt was still buckled, the green-clothed maid walked in with two little maids carrying water. Seeing that she was dressed, her face was full of surprise, but she didn't say anything, but waved her hand and told the little maids to carry the water out again. Then she clapped her hands, and four maids rushed in from outside the house. These maids all held a red lantern in their hands that had not yet been lit, and they all lined up behind Ruoyun. This picture is quite familiar, just like the pomp and circumstance of the big families she saw in the TV series in the past, and later in the Song Dynasty, she also saw it in those big families in the capital. But the only thing that made her wonder was: although it was almost evening, the sunset was still shining red on the horizon, what were these deacons and maids carrying a lantern without candles?

The green-clothed maid seems to have a higher status than all the maids, and she must be a peaceful and first-class character in the dream of Red Mansions. She was already standing in front of Ruoyun, and said to her in a voice as soft as a cloud on the horizon, "Childe, please follow the slave maid." ”

At this time, Ruoyun can only obey orders. In her mind, this place was so beautiful and exquisite, and all the women were so gentle and lovely, no matter how much better than those monsters. At best, it's the story of the daughter's country, and I just want to keep myself and recruit a son-in-law.

The fate of the second son is also similar to Ruoyun. He didn't even suck away the rattan that he had stopped around his waist to cover his shame before, only relying on a thick black mud and a broken kitchen knife to cover his shame, and he inevitably shrank a little.