One

The afternoon sun was a little tired, and the horses seemed to be a little lazy, walking unhurriedly on the bluestone street.

There weren't many pedestrians, just a sparse sparse hawker, and the occasional one passed by.

The willow trees on both sides of the road have shaded the sun, and occasionally they are falling pale yellow leaves.

Shen Qingluo didn't feel that she touched her abdomen.

Before I knew it, it was already May, and I could already feel a slight bulge.

Her heart ached.

Pregnant women from other families may be able to raise a fetus with a wide heart and a fat body, but she can't do it.

Her mother's family had such a collapse in the world, everything made her exhausted, and she had no time to take care of the fetus in her belly.

It seemed that no one could help her, except herself.

"Miss," Xiao Rong said faintly, "I know you don't worry about the Shen Mansion." ”

Shen Qingluo said calmly: "He has a point, I need to raise the fetus with peace of mind." Living in my mother's house, all things are troubled, which is really not good for the body. ”

"Miss," Xiao Rong stopped talking a little, "Xiao Rong feels that something is wrong with my uncle today." He doesn't seem to want you to stay in the Shen family, and he urges you to go back. It is said that if a mother is sick, her daughter should stay for a few more days. Otherwise, how can you afford to go back and forth like this? ”

Shen Qingluo glanced back at her: "Xiaorong, don't talk nonsense." He feels sorry for me and is willing to stay in the Shen family for me to take care of my mother, why don't you understand my uncle's heart. ”

Xiao Rong let out an "oh" and didn't dare to say more.

Shen Qingluo closed her eyes lonely.

Such a reason, if there is no other conjecture, should be the perfect excuse.

However, Lao Xing said something inexplicable, which made her feel like a stone was pressed in her heart.

Lao Xing said: "Miss, there is something that I think is very strange. ”

"What's the matter?" At that time, Shen Qingluo was writing a letter to Sun Dangjia, and Lao Xing was grinding on the side.

Just now, the old slave went to the master's study to get pen and ink, and suddenly heard movement inside. The old slave was startled, and as you know, the old man had just passed away. Lao Xing said cautiously.

Shen Qingluo stopped her pen and listened intently to him.

The old slave was bold enough to look through the window. Guess who? It's the aunt of the Nan family. Lao Xing stared at Shen Qingluo's eyes.

Shen Qingluo was stunned. Nagumo? What do you do in Daddy's study?

Lao Xing continued: "My uncle seems to be looking for something, opening every book, reading it carefully, and groping with his hands. ”

Shen Qingluo's heart was shocked.

"Lao Xing, don't tell anyone about this. My uncle may be looking for classics, you know, my uncle is preparing for the exam, and my father left a lot of classics that can't be bought outside. Shen Qingluo said calmly.

"Yes, yes, the eldest lady said yes. The old slave knew. Lao Xing nodded like pecking rice, and was convinced: "Uncle works so hard, he will definitely be able to win the champion in the future." ”

Champion?

Shen Qingluo had doubts in her heart.

Dad's study is full of pharmacopoeias, and Nagumo won't be interested, so what is he looking for?

She closed her eyes and imagined Nagumo in the study.

She couldn't give herself a satisfactory answer.

So, today, he stayed in the Shen Mansion to continue his search?

She suddenly remembered that that time, Han Shijing questioned her embezzlement of family property, and she invited a few neighbors to testify.

Where did he go?

Shen Qingluo's heart suddenly burned with a burning pain.

The closest relatives and loved ones are like husband and wife, and they are separated by people's hearts.

"Miss, in front of you is Dr. Xu's medical hall, don't you want to go and see it?" Xiao Rong suddenly twisted a little, and he actually looked shy.

Two

Through a layer of light yarn, Dr. Xu put two fingers on Shen Qingluo's wrist.

At that moment, Shen Qingluo was slightly nervous.

Dr. Xu's face was very serene, which made her feel a little calmer.

"How's Madame's sleep?" Dr. Xu asked.

"It's not too good." Shen Qingluo said in a low voice: "I can't sleep well at night, I always dream, and every time I wake up, I am sweating." ”

Dr. Xu continued to check the pulse: "The tocolytic medicine I prescribed to you was taken on time?" ”

"The little woman dare not or forget the instructions of the gentleman, and every ten days, she must use a pair." Shen Qingluo said.

Doctor Xu nodded: "That medicine can be stopped for the time being, and the old man will prescribe a few more pairs of tonic medicine to calm the mind and nourish the blood, one dose every three days, after taking five pairs in a row, the situation of night sweats will change." It's just that the lady should remember that medicine can only heal the body, not the heart, and everything must be thought of for the good, if you blindly worry about it, it will inevitably affect the development of the fetus. ”

Shen Qingluo nodded: "The little girl has been taught." ”

Doctor Xu smiled: "The fetus is very good, Madame can rest assured." ”

Shen Qingluo thanked: "There is Mr. Lao." ”

Doctor Xu let go of his hand and sighed with some emotion: "The old man also heard about the affairs of the house, and it is really regrettable that Master Shen passed away unfortunately, and I hope that Mrs. will mourn and change." ”

"Mr. Xie." Shen Qingluo got up and thanked her.

Xiao Rong took out a piece of silver from his purse and gently placed it on the table.

"Sir, please help me take a look." Xiao Rong's face turned red: "I'm not sure." ”

Shen Qingluo was stunned for a moment, and then understood.

Dr. Xu took the gauze and put it on Xiaorong's wrist as usual, and held it with his fingers, only for a moment, he already knew it in his chest.

Xiao Rong stared at Dr. Xu's face, and he didn't dare to breathe, for fear of messing up Mr. Xu's rules.

Doctor Xu let go of his hand and said with a smile: "Congratulations to this lady, you are indeed happy." ”

Xiao Rong got carried away: "Really? ”

Dr. Xu smiled: "It's true. ”

Shen Qingluo smiled and said, "Sir's words, can they still be fake?" ”

The master and servant thanked Dr. Xu and walked out of the hospital together.

Three

Shen Qingluo was full of emotion in her heart.

The years are really urging people to get old, and in just a few years, this young girl is also going to be a mother.

"In this way, our children will be companions in the future, and we will not be lonely with each other." Shen Qingluo said.

Xiao Rong pursed her lips and smiled: "Just like Xiao Rong and Miss." ”

Shen Qingluo's heart was hot, and she held Xiao Rong's hand: "With you by my side, I comfort a lot." ”

Xiao Rong didn't speak, just hugged Shen Qingluo tightly.

The carriage stopped at the corner of the street.

Suddenly, a dazzling light shot over, dazzling Shen Qingluo's eyes.

The light flashed, and Shen Qingluo found that it was next to the carriage, and at some point, there was an extra table.

Next to the table, there is a signboard: "Test the future, ask the good and the bad."

Behind the desk, there sat a man who was writing with his head down.

Shen Qingluo noticed that the person holding the pen was wearing a ring of unknown material, and the dazzling light came from a gemstone inlaid on the ring.

Shen Qingluo was in a trance in her heart.

That gem, just looking at the appearance, is exactly the same as Nanyun's herring stone, but the color and quality are not the same. This stone, with its green color, cold and cold light, and a kind of dusty jade, is no longer a stone in a simple sense, but has become a superb. The best is a treasure, unparalleled in the world.

Shen Qingluo has not seen a treasure, there is a priceless agarwood beside her, and what surprises her is that this stone makes her have a sense of intimacy from nature, and she is eager to have it. It's a feeling she's never had.

The explanation she gave to herself was that Nanyun had a piece and gave it to Qingluan, so, out of some idea, she also wanted to get a piece, and this piece was far more than that piece.

Shen Qingluo slowly and silently approached the man.

The man had jet-black hair, neatly combed, bound only by a wooden hairpin, simple and casual.

The man seemed to hear the footsteps, stood up, slowly, raised his head, and a pair of deep eyes met Shen Qingluo's eyes.

Shen Qingluo's heart was shocked.

For no reason, my heart throbbed.

Judging from his appearance, the man was about forty years old, with a well-rounded countenance, delicate and elegant, under his chin, with a few faint beards floating, and between his lips and teeth, he seemed to have an indifferent smile, that kind of smile, which seemed to be absent, like a cloud hidden in the sky, ethereal and distant.

He was wearing a clean black robe, with a loose waist tied with a cyan silk ribbon, and the wide sleeves of the robe revealed a white undershirt, which was also spotless.

In this world, there are few such elegant men, Shen Qingluo almost suspects, this is her own dream.

Looking up at the sky, the sun was shining and the sky was clear.

This Taoist is really right in front of you.

Mature but not aging, elegant but not weak, handsome but not ostentatious.

And what really shocked Shen Qingluo was another point.

This person, who can't say anything, is somewhat similar to Nagumo.

"Dao Chief," Shen Qingluo bowed slightly: "The little girl is polite." ”

The Taoist chief nodded slightly: "Female donor, what do you have to say?" His voice was deep and gentle, and his tone was slow and calm.

Shen Qingluo was speechless for a while.

yes, why?

"But the female benefactor wants to ask for divination?" The Taoist chief pointed to the stool next to him, "Please take a seat." ”

Shen Qingluo sat down and looked at the fluttering signboard: "Dao Chang is a word tester or a hexagram?" ”

The Taoist chief took a piece of white paper: "Poor Dao Word Measurement." ”

Shen Qingluo didn't think about it, and wrote a word casually.

The Taoist took the paper and looked at it for a long time.

Shen Qingluo had always refused to believe in the theory of ghosts and gods, but in the face of this immortal Dao Dao person, she did not dare to have the slightest disrespect.

"How?" She asked softly, her eyes falling irrepressibly on the ring on his hand.

The Taoist put down the paper, and the wide sleeves of his robe quickly covered his fingers.

Shen Qingluo's face turned red.

The Taoist chief didn't seem to notice the subtle changes in her, and he said calmly: "Female benefactor, everything you think in your heart is on this word. ”

Only then did Shen Qingluo notice that what she wrote turned out to be the word "treasure".

The Taoist said: "The donor asks about the future or the good luck?" ”

Shen Qingluo was stunned, and her heart was relieved.

It turned out that he was just a fortune diviner.

Unconsciously, she asked herself a question: So, in the beginning, what did you see him as doing?

She took out a piece of broken silver and gently placed it on the desk: "Ask for both." ”

The Taoist chief nodded: "This word, a little above the head, is the tip of the donor's heart, day and night suspense, restless sleep." Is there a lost population in the house? If there is, it must be a treasure. ”

Shen Qingluo stood up and shouted, "How do you know? Then he sat down slowly and said with a smile: "The whole city knows about this matter." The weak brother Bao'er has been missing for many days. ”

The Taoist chief did not refute, and continued: "Bao Gai is under his head, and he is a little around his waist. Is Madame pregnant? ”

Shen Qingluo didn't panic this time, she smiled and said, "The little woman came out of the Xu gynecology department just now, and the Taoist saw it with her own eyes. ”

The Taoist chief didn't raise his eyebrows: "What attracted the donor here was another treasure." ”

Shen Qingluo looked at him in surprise and didn't speak, she got up slowly and gave a deep salute: "The little woman is rude, don't blame the Taoist." Ask the Taoist chief, can I know the whereabouts of the younger brother? ”

The Taoist closed his eyes for a long time: "The secret of heaven must not be revealed." Don't worry, your brother and sister will meet one day, not now, only in four years. ”

Shen Qingluo's heart was hot, and she almost cried: "Really? ”

The Taoist chief ignored it and continued: "Brother Ling is fine, just some training, which is beneficial and harmless, but it is a female benefactor, and there will be disasters in the near future. You need to be careful. ”

Shen Qingluo heard that her brother was fine, and she was already happy in her heart, and she didn't take the rest of the words to heart, but just asked casually: "Can you avoid it?" ”

The Taoist chief opened his eyes, and there was a cold light: "Don't remember, around a year, don't be negligent. That's all there is to it, and I can't say it anymore. ”

Shen Qingluo was silent for a moment.

"Dao Chief, knowing what the little woman thinks in her heart, can you cut love? The little woman is willing to fall into the city and never be stingy. She finally said.

The Taoist chief smiled slightly, and there was no surprise: "Donor, do you know the origin of this herring stone?" ”

Shen Qingluo said: "I only know one and I don't know the other, and I want to hear the details." ”

The Taoist chief took off the ring from his sleeve, picked it up, and examined it into the sun: "Donor, please look, is there a faint blood light in this?" ”

Shen Qingluo squinted and looked at it: "Is it the red line?" ”

"It's bloodstains." There was no thought in the Dao Chief's voice.

"Herring stone, also known as black mackerel stone, comes from the body of the herring, its color is yellow, its shape is the heart, hard as stone, crystal clear, such as jade jade, can drive away evil spirits and avoid ghosts, suppress the shock and blessing, therefore, has always been regarded as the treasure of the world. However, the donor has wondered how it came to be? ”

Shen Qingluo was a little flustered and shook her head: "The little girl doesn't know. ”

The Taoist chief looked at her deeply: "Not every herring fish has this stone, only fish that have reached a certain level of age and weight can have it." Behind every herring stone, there is the life of a fish. Born in the throat, this stone was originally used to help crush hard objects such as snails and shrimps, and over time, it generally takes at least 70 years to gradually become as smooth as jade. Herring grows in deep water, feeds on shrimp and insects, is not easy to catch, fishermen catch it with a net, cut the head of the fish body connection part, cut down with an axe, can take out its stone. ”

Shen Qingluo was frightened when she heard this, and said in a trembling voice: "Can that fish still live?" As soon as the words came out, I suddenly felt stupid.

The Taoist chief smiled bitterly: "Are there any heartless people in this world?" ”

Shen Qingluo looked at the dazzling jade, feeling pity, and after a while, she said faintly: "Listening to what the Taoist chief said, the little woman feels that this thing has the pain of lore, which is unbearable. The Taoist Master is a monk and cultivator, why is he wearing this bloody thing? Aren't you afraid of staining the way? ”

Dao Chang stared at Shen Qingluo suddenly, as if he was looking for something, for a long time, and sighed: "It is precisely because of the red dust that the poor Dao has the fate to meet the donor." The poor road is here to remind that the donor has a calamity, and he cherishes himself. ”

Shen Qingluo slammed: "Nan'an Dao Chief!" ”

The Taoist chief was caught off guard and instinctively responded: "How do you know the poor Dao number?" Suddenly she sighed, "What a wise woman." ”

Shen Qingluo said slowly: "I am ashamed to see the dust and water in the past, and the red dust of mistakes has been wasted, so if people ask about this life, the green and the vast will see the smoke waves." ”

It was the letter of the head of Nan'an on the Zhongnan Mountain.

Shen Qingluo bowed down: "Please ask the immortal chief to point out the maze." ”

Nan'an whispered: "What does the donor want to know?" ”

Shen Qingluo's eyes were in a trance: "The little woman has been sick since she was a child, her father and mother do not give up, and she loves and cares for her, but there are all kinds of doubts, and no one can solve them." ”

Nan'an turned around: "When the clouds open, the fog will disperse." ”

Shen Qingluo grabbed his sleeve: "Dao Chief, the little woman is bent on asking for advice, Dao Chief, please speak clearly." Why, the Taoist in the Qingfeng Temple told me, don't you want me to go to Qujiangshui? Why, every night, a man walks into my dreams? What do you mean by your letter? Who is the deceased? ”

Nan'an Daoist gently flicked his sleeves and said softly, "Donor, you think too much." ”

Shen Qingluo's hand was empty and fell to the ground.

Nan'an is gone, even the table, the chair, the signboard, it's gone.

Xiao Rong cried and shouted, "Miss, you scared me to death." ”

Shen Qingluo looked at the street entrance stupidly. The carriage waited quietly, there.

Xiao Rong cried: "You passed out just now. ”

Shen Qingluo looked back behind her, and Dr. Xu stood aside with concern, breathing a sigh of relief: "Madam has finally woken up." ”

Shen Qingluo looked up at the sky.

The sun was shining brightly, without a hint of gloom.

Zhuang Shengxiao dreams of butterflies, whether it is a real illusion or not, it may not matter, just like the governor of Nan'an said: "When the clouds open, the fog will disperse." ”