Chapter 21: Peach Blossoms Again
The man was in pain, whining and screaming, and stole a look from Yuwen Lin for help, "Lin, don't you care about your handmaid? ”
When Du Yinxuan heard this, she twisted it harder, Yuwenlin saw that she was calm and calm on the surface, but the small movements in her hands were so obvious.
Yu Wenlin frowned, and said unhappily: "You like to grab other men's hands so much?"
When Du Yinxuan heard this, he only felt inexplicable, but when he thought about it, it was a little sour, but when he saw the warbler Yanyan beside him, he didn't refuse, Du Yinxuan opened his mouth and said: "What's the matter, just allow the prince to touch the flowers and grass, and don't allow me to ......."
"Bang~" Yuwen got up from the case, and scared the two little women on the left and right, Du Yinxuan was silent, and if she continued to talk about it, it was possible to be scraped alive.
But the man in Tsing Yi was still stupid, and said: "Lin, when did the maid in your house be so unscrupulous and dare to talk back to you, it's time to discipline and discipline well." ”
Yuwen Lin had a gloomy face, and Sen Sen said: "Yes, such an ignorant maid, this king must discipline it well, the nine-hundred-step staircase leading to the Jiutang Temple has a lot of leaves, and you are responsible for cleaning it up." ”
Nine hundred!
Du Yinxuan almost choked, why is there such a long staircase in the palace? Why hasn't she seen it? Du Yinxuan is bitter, and the two unusually quiet women can hide their mouths and snicker.
"Nine hundred?!, prince, ...... you" Du Yinxuan pointed at Yu Wenlin, his breath was stuffed in his chest, his teeth itched with anger, it seemed that he lacked a lesson.
"Do you want to disobey?" Yu Wenlin threw over a knife eye, Du Yinxuan only felt that the hero would not suffer the loss in front of him, and he would definitely take revenge on Yu Wenlin for killing a thousand knives one day.
"Don't dare!"
Du Yinxuan shook off the hand of the man in Tsing Yi, and before leaving, she glanced at him and said with a smile: "Gongzi is the only man I have ever seen whose face is inversely proportional to his IQ. ”
The man in Tsing Yi had a black line on his face, and he only felt that this woman was not simple, and he dared to shout at him.
Du Yinxuan took Du Yinxuan out of the house, and Du Yinxuan knew that the Jiutang Temple was not in the palace, but in Wuling Mountain, Wuling Mountain, which is the famous Foshan of Jindu, under the jurisdiction of Yuwenlin, and usually cleaned, all of which were done by the monks in the temple.
At the foot of Wuling Mountain, the carriage stopped in front of the stairs up the mountain, and when he got out of the carriage, he saw the lush hundred-year-old trees, and a limestone staircase nearly eight feet wide climbed straight up the mountain, lined with trees in the shade of the ponds.
Du Yinxuan looked at the leaves on the stairs, fortunately, it was not difficult to clean up before the leaves were particularly serious.
However, Tokhtar pointed to the staircase with no end in sight and said, "Princess, as long as you go up from here, see the sweeping monk, and explain the reason to him, you can replace him, and your subordinates will go back to restore their lives first, and then pick up the princess after an hour." ”
"Good!"
"By the way, princess, there is a fork in the middle of this road, and the sweeping monk comes down from which side, the subordinates don't know, and the princess can only try her luck. ”
“......”
Yuwen Lin is too targeted, too much.
"Okay, you can go back. Du Yinxuan waved her hand and let her take off go back, it's good that she is not guarding by her side, she still has a helper!
Watching the detached carriage go away, a smile rose at the corner of Du Yinxuan's mouth, wondering where the person was, it was not easy!
The art of teleportation is a special spell of the witch clan, and what is not good to say is voyeurism.
Seeing the sweeping monk on the left, Du Yinxuan walked up along Jinti, the more she walked, the more her eyebrows were twisted, the trees on the mountainside were yellow, and the fallen leaves covered the stairs, wouldn't the top of the mountain be more serious.
The fallen leaves at the feet, some still have some green, as well as the green fragrance, the golden cinnamon in September, ten miles of fragrance, I don't know where the osmanthus is located, to the halfway up the mountainside, just like being in a piece of Guilin, the fragrance is fragrant.
Walking further up, Du Yinxuan complained bitterly in her heart, there was no wind on the top of the mountain, but it was cold, dry and cold. She saw the sweeper, who stooped down and swept the leaves of the stairs that had swallowed his feet into the forest on either side, the canopy almost bare.
Du Yinxuan forced a smile and shouted as she ran up, "Master, master!"
The sweeping monk looked up at the person and saluted: "The female donor is good!"
The eyes are so clear, like the blue sea and blue sky, and like the bright first quarter moon in the night sky, such a delicate face, a straight nose bridge, a perfect face shape, and delicate skin like beautiful porcelain, this is only 20 years old!
Is it because she was eighteen years old in her last life, and she didn't have a confidante yet, and she died without spending money with anyone, and she was destined to have a peach blossom catastrophe when she died?
Du Yinxuan stared at people in a daze, as if her soul had drifted into the clouds, and she bit her fingers inexplicably, and the little monk saw the shyness of a girl on her face, and coughed lightly, Du Yinxuan woke up like a dream, and looked at her movements, and suddenly blushed, so she wanted to find a hole to get into.
"Lord Jing asked me to clean the stairs. Du Yinxuan hurriedly got straight to the point and quickly covered up the embarrassment just now.
The corners of the little monk's eyes moved slightly, and he couldn't believe her words, Du Yinxuan laughed and said, "Little monk, I talked back to King Jing and was punished." ”
The little monk suddenly realized, but Du Yinxuan's title changed really quickly, and he called two "masters" just now.
Du Yinxuan took the opportunity to hurriedly say: "Little monk, I'll just sweep it, you go and rest!"
"Amitabha, donor, let's come on!"
The little monk said, leisurely sweeping the fallen leaves, Du Yinxuan followed behind, and followed in the same direction.
Looking at the pleasing face of the little monk, there was a faint smile on his face.
"Donor, if you are fine, go down the mountain!"
After all, the little monk couldn't stand Du Yinxuan's stupid gaze, Du Yinxuan smiled and said, "I have something, I'm here to clean, but if you don't let me clean, then I won't leave, I'll wait here for you to finish sweeping." ”
“...... Female donor, it's cold on the mountain, let's go down the mountain!" The little monk continued to persuade, and Du Yinxuan continued to say shamelessly, "It's not cold, it's not cold at all." ”
The little monk ...... helpless, sighed, and swept the floor silently, until Du Yinxuan asked, "Little monk, why did you become a monk when you are so young?"
"The little monk grew up in the Jiutang Temple since he was a child. ”
"Then why don't you go and chant the Buddha and come here to clean up?"
"If the master has something to do today, the little monk will come to replace him. ”
"Oh, that's it!"
Du Yinxuan chatted with the little monk without a ride, knowing that he was the only twenty-year-old monk on the mountain, and she didn't do anything until the little monk finished cleaning.
At the foot of the mountain, Du Yinxuan had no reason to stay by the little monk's side, and watched the little monk walk up the stairs alone, and still felt a sense of loneliness in her heart.
At the beginning, she was very talented, and the elders of the clan said that she couldn't play with ordinary children, from childhood to adulthood, she cultivated and lived alone, and so did the little monk.
"What's wrong with Yu Wenlin lately? It's definitely a corporal punishment maniac, so torturous and excessive. ”
"Niangniang, have you done anything to make the prince unhappy again?"
"How can I have it, it's obvious that he recruited bees and butterflies by himself, and he still doesn't let me say it. ”
The two girls sneered and laughed secretly, Du Yinxuan pursed her lips, heard a very light footstep behind her, and slowly walked towards them, Du Yinxuan looked back and saw that it was the man in Tsing Yi!
Yin Xuan said impatiently: "It's you again!"
As soon as the two girls heard Du Yinxuan's words, they hurriedly turned around, and when they saw that it was Yu Wenlin's friend, they said in unison: "I've seen Moyun Gongzi." ”
Mo Yun motioned for the two of them to be polite, but his eyes were looking at Du Yinxuan, "Your little maid's temper is quite stubborn, you have been talking about this for a long time." ”
"I want you to take care of it, it's not you who hurt it!" Du Yinxuan immediately scolded back, Mo Yun wanted to say something more, but the expressions of the two girls were very shocked, and they said suspiciously: "Maid, Mo Yun Gongzi, this is our princess Niangniang." ”
"Poof, princess, is she the princess who is newly married?" Mo Yun was shocked as if he had seen a new world, and continued: "No wonder when I first saw it, I thought it was a pity that this delicate face was only a maid, and no wonder you dared to shout with Lin...... Alas, it's a pity, Lin still doesn't know how to pity the fragrance and cherish the jade, and he doesn't know the blessing in the blessing!"
Du Yinxuan shouted loudly with a straight face: "Is Moyun Gongzi finished?"
"Almost. ”
"When you're done, then hurry up and walk away, you've cleaned up to the three of us!"
After that, Du Yinxuan lifted the broom and chased Mo Yun, Mo Yun smiled brighter, and made a gesture of invitation very elegantly, "Princess, please." ”
Du Yinxuan was deflated, carried a broom, and swept the fallen leaves.
But after a while, I heard Mo Yun sigh softly, "Tut-tut, such a beautiful woman who has captivated the country and the city is definitely no worse than Princess Wensang." ”
Du Yinxuan keenly noticed the four words of Princess Wensang, and turned around and asked, "Are Yu Wenlin and Princess Wensang very related?"
Mo Yun glanced at her, and did not shy away from it, smiled, and said seriously: "That's called fate!"
"Fate?" Du Yinxuan muttered softly, as if it was not something to be happy about.
"It doesn't seem that Khan Zhaoguo and Huiyue have much contact, right?" Du Yinxuan said tentatively, Bai Su pulled the corner of Du Yinxuan's clothes, it stands to reason that she should not casually mention things related to state relations.
Du Yinxuan responded to Bai Su's reminder with a smile and said, "It's okay!"
Mo Yun smiled lightly, "You don't know about Lin, so, after sweeping the stairs, I will invite my son to have a meal and talk to you." ”
Du Yinxuan was silent for a while, squinting, doubting Mo Yun's motives, and jokingly: "I have to think about whether you deliberately cheated me out of money." ”
"Hahaha~" Mo Yun raised his head and laughed, "Interesting, then this son will invite you three women to have a meal." ”
Bai Su and Zi Ning showed surprised expressions, Yu Wenlin's two most intimate and considerate friends, one Feng Yu and one Mo Yun, Mo Yun looked like a child, but in fact, he was more incomprehensible than Feng Yu.