183, picking chrysanthemum east fence (two)

Feng Miao looked at the old lady's few simple actions, and suddenly felt peaceful for no reason, even in the simple mountain temple meditation room, her every move was still dignified and calm, even if she was on top of the nine-fold palace, it was only so >

"May I ask what the old lady is called?" She bent down and asked politely.

"My mother's surname is Li." The old lady didn't look at Feng Miao, closed the courtyard door and left.

The surname Li is a very common surname in the north, not only the famous family of Longxi Li, but also many side branches with the same surname but different clans. Feng Miao called out to her, "Mrs. Li", and led her to the small courtyard where she lived.

Mrs. Li didn't speak all the way, just followed behind Feng Miao, keeping a distance of two or three steps. She wore a bamboo hat on her head, and a veil hung down from it. Different from the usual light white veil, the veil worn by Mrs. Li is very heavy and dyed dark, which makes people wonder how she walks with such a veil.

This Mrs. Li's clothes are also very strange, neither like the Han people with wide robes and big sleeves, nor like the Xianbei people with narrow sleeves and left sleeves, the material is the most ordinary and ordinary coarse linen, but according to the ancient rites recorded in the style of deep clothes, the top with four pieces of cloth, symbolizing the four seasons of the year, the bottom with twelve pieces of cloth, symbolizing a year and December, one piece is not much, one piece is not much. The clothes covered the whole body tightly, and even the wrists and neck were not exposed.

After all, it was rude to stare at the older person, Feng Miao only glanced at it and then concentrated on walking, and took Mrs. Li into her bedroom.

Mrs. Li sat down beside Honeysuckle, but she was not in a hurry to treat the illness and prescribe a prescription, but turned her head to Feng Miao and said, "You go to the kitchen to see, are there any leftover vegetables?" ”

Feng Miao was worried that Honeysuckle's injury would worsen, and she was originally very anxious, but since Mrs. Li said so, she went to the kitchen and came back and said truthfully, "There are no greens, only a piece of tender tofu." ”

"You go and get that piece of soft tofu, and then take a spoonful of sugar and bring it together." Mrs. Li still sat still, but lifted the robe that covered Honeysuckle's back.

Feng Miao thought that Mrs. Li lived alone, maybe she hadn't eaten dinner today, and felt that she was really pitiful when she was lonely, so she took tofu and sugar according to her words, and made her own decisions, adding an extra bowl of hot porridge. She put her things on the small wooden table and said to Mrs. Li, "Although the weather is hot now, eating cold tofu is still easy to hurt your stomach, so it is better to drink it with this bowl of hot porridge." ”

Mrs. Li turned her head, her gaze seemed to fall on Feng Miao's face through the heavy veil, and she paused for a moment before saying, "Good boy, thank you, but this tofu is not for eating." She asked Feng Miao to soak the tofu in cold water, then crush it and mix it with sugar, and then put the stirred tofu puree on the honeysuckle back.

"You have to work hard tonight, if these tofu purees get hot or dry, take them off and replace them with new ones, and apply them all night in a row, the tofu is cold, and it can also reduce fever. Tomorrow she will continue to apply this method, if the wound is festering, mix in a little rhubarb, and within three days, it should be fine. Mrs. Li's voice was still like a whining wind, but her tone was much kinder.

Feng Miaoyi took care of honeysuckle all night, changed the white sugar tofu paste three or four times, and when the day was about to dawn, the high fever of honeysuckle finally subsided.

Mrs. Li sat on a small stool by the window, motionless and did not speak. Seeing Feng Miao shake as she got up, she asked, "Who is she?" ”

"It's the maid I brought up the mountain." Feng Miao replied.

Mrs. Li asked this, and then she stopped talking, and seeing that Honeysuckle's injury had been healed, she got up and was about to leave.

Feng Miao was grateful to her, and remembered that she lived alone in a remote mountain house, so she hurriedly got up and kept her, "Madame is also alone when she goes back, it is better to stay here for lunch......" She saw that Mrs. Li was in a hurry, so she wanted to pull her sleeve. Unexpectedly, Mrs. Li seemed to be very disgusted by others touching her clothes, so she dodged and hid to the side.

The room was already narrow, and Mrs. Li was in a hurry to dodge, and the veil hooked on a raised wooden board on the door, and pulled out a large hole with a "hiss". Mrs. Li hurriedly reached out to pull it, but knocked the entire hat to the ground.

At this time, the sky was already bright, Feng Miao just saw Mrs. Li's face clearly, and was so shocked that she took two steps back, and couldn't hold back so that she didn't scream. Her whole face was covered with hideous and terrible scars, only one eye was intact, and those scars extended all the way to her neck, and it is conceivable that she should be like this on her body, so she would cover it tightly with her clothes.

Mrs. Li seemed to be very annoyed, let out a heavy exhalation in her mouth, and grabbed the door with her hand, but she could not go out because there was nothing to cover her face. She let out a furious cry, and with a wave of her hand, she swept everything on the table to the ground, and the contents of the makeup box were scattered all over the floor.

In a hurry, Feng Miao couldn't pack up her things, hurriedly took the hood she used on weekdays, handed it to Mrs. Li with both heads, and lowered her head without looking at her face, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to offend Madame, please Madame use this first, and let me sew the veil for Madame now." ”

Mrs. Li whined in her mouth and stared at her for a long time before she took the hood and covered her face, "If you had known that I was like this, you wouldn't have dared to spend the night in the same room with me, right?" She sneered again and again, as if she had great grief and unwillingness hidden in her heart.

Feng Miao picked up the hat from the ground, and while looking for needles and threads to mend it, she said, "The oleander flowers are beautiful, but the stems and leaves are poisonous. Coptis chinensis is not good-looking, and the taste is bitter, but it can clear heat and detoxify, which can be called a good medicine. Even flowers and plants can't be judged by their appearance, so how can a person's beauty and ugliness only look at their facial features? ”

She mended the veil on the hat and handed it to Mrs. Li, and did not deliberately look at her, but she did not deliberately dodge, just looked at the position of Mrs. Li's eyes like facing an ordinary person, and said with a smile, "If it weren't for Madame's rescue, I'm afraid my maid would have died here." When she can get up, I will tell her to pay a good visit to Madame Xie. ”

Inadvertently seeing someone else's hidden scar is the most embarrassing thing, and the more you explain that you don't care, the more unpleasant it becomes. The best thing to do is to treat her like everyone else as if nothing had happened.

Mrs. Li was silent for a moment, and finally her mood stabilized, and she took the hat from her hand and put it on. Turning around and just about to leave, Yu Guang caught a glimpse of the things scattered on the ground, and Mrs. Li's voice suddenly became stern again, pulling Feng Miao over and asking, "How can you have this?" ”

Feng Miao didn't expect Mrs. Li's strength to be so great, it hurt her wrists, there were too many things scattered on the ground, and she didn't know which one she was talking about for a while.

"Married as husband and wife, there is no doubt about love. Life should come back, death should be Sauvignon Blanc. Mrs. Li slowly read out these words, and Feng Miao looked at her feet, and the hollow silver ball containing the Yuehua incense was on the ground under her feet. These lines of poetry are engraved on silver balls.

"You...... How do you know this? It happened so suddenly, Feng Miao was stunned for a while.

"Tell me first, how did you have this?" Mrs. Li's voice became more and more poignant, and the strength in her hand gradually increased.

Mrs. Li must have something to do with this hollowed-out silver ball, and Feng Miao didn't hide it, "It was given to me by an aunt who took good care of me in the past, and I always carry it with me." ”

"The aunt you talked about...... How is she now? Mrs. Li still asked in hot pursuit.

Feng Miao remembered the teachings she had received in the past, although Aunt Wen Lan was strict, the truths she taught her were all right. Feeling sad in her heart, her eyes were a little red, she raised her other hand and wiped the corners of her eyes, and said, "I was gone a few years ago, and the aunt originally asked the Empress Dowager for her will to go out of the palace to retire, but the Empress Dowager's will has not yet arrived, so she ......"

Mrs. Li's hand suddenly let go, and she said to herself, "I was gone a few years ago...... Even she's gone, I'm still alive and can't die, that's why......" she said, walking out as if she had lost her soul.

Feng Miao couldn't understand her words, she only felt that her tone was sad and uncontrollable, and her back seemed more and more lonely.

Honeysuckle's injuries are getting better day by day, and Jing Xin was taught a lesson by Feng Miaolian in a threatening manner, which is much more restrained than before. A few times in the kitchen, the two of them happened to use the fire, and they didn't say anything, but they always found an excuse to leave first.

There has been an eerily calm in Heijo lately, and there is only one thing worth talking about privately. In the early years, the royal family had selected a feng shui treasure in Fangshan to build a mausoleum for the empress dowager after a hundred years.

The Empress Dowager is very old, and according to the rules, the mausoleum should indeed be built in advance, so as not to be caught off guard when something suddenly happens. It's just that this kind of routine construction has always been regulated by the Ministry of Rites, and then handed over to the superintendent designated by the emperor to be responsible for the construction. The mausoleum of the Empress Dowager began to be built seven or years ago, and the specifications used were all set by the Empress Dowager herself, so there should be no problems.

However, after the emperor returned from the inspection, he was furious, accusing the officials of supervising the construction of not being careful, and the mausoleum was too simple and narrow, and ordered the periphery of the mausoleum to be expanded from 30 steps to 60 steps long, and the king of Shiping, Tuoba Xian, was personally responsible for supervising the construction.

When Feng Miao heard these things, she always felt so far away from herself, as if she was listening to something that happened to an irrelevant person. She sometimes thinks of the child she didn't give birth to, and the bloodshot eyes that Takoba Hiroshi had had covered overnight.

Six days passed quickly, and the day when I agreed to leave with HD Huan arrived in a blink of an eye. In the evening of that day, someone came to Qingyan Temple and said that he would invite a few sisters-in-law to chant and pray for blessings. The man was very generous, and as soon as he entered the mountain gate, he first invited the six pillars of the most expensive incense and saluted in front of the Buddha.

Feng Miao knew that this was the person arranged by Gao Huan to attract the sisters-in-law to the front hall, so as to give her a chance to let her leave from the back mountain.

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