Chapter 7 The owner of Yushu Building
Yushu Tower is on the east side of Mirror Lake.
The moon is also in the east at this time. The man standing on the west side went to see it, and saw only a small shadow.
Small indeed. Compared with the other buildings of Fuyuan Garden, this Yushu Building is a small piece of bi, growing in the moonlight, as if sinking into the water, reaching out to fish, it sinks to the bottom, and when it withdraws its hand, it floats again, and floats out a corner or a line, which makes life a lot of reverie.
The difference between Yushu Tower is not in its shape, but in the people it contains, all of whom are Taoists.
There are children in decline in the eunuchs, and there are also cultivators, and there are quite a few.
Originally, the initiation of the Tao had nothing to do with women, but there were also some heretical sects that chose women to practice left-hand arts.
If you can't practice, then you will deal with it, and you will be taken in by Yushulou, and you will recuperate and find another job.
There is one more difference - in its landlord.
The water building, the Nishang Building, the Wushan Building, and the Qinhuai Building, each of which is owned by a talented woman, and the jade tree is led by a man.
He called it the smoke of the cold hearth.
This is a little-known name, except for the owner of the water play, who can call out his surname in the world, he has already made a pinch of loess. The people next to him have always replaced him with "Yushu Mansion Master".
The word "Yushu" is quite in line with his temperament and physiognomy, people have been calling for a long time, and no one even cares what his original surname is, as if his name is there, just called "Yushu Mansion Master".
On this day, he climbed to the eaves tile to admire the moon.
Looking at the west, a big and white moon ring, in front of a person and a building; the person and the building became a shadow, sticking to the moon, but it has a bit of the meaning of the toad palace.
If another tree grows next to it, which person passes by, and unconsciously looks at it, he may take the cold stove smoke as Chang'e on the moon.
A lonely shadow, I can't see it really, and I can't get close, if it does, I can't stand the cold—
Therefore, I can only look at it from afar, not much more, not less anything, just one person, one tree, one palace.
The maid gave him tea.
And the maid went under the eaves of the house, and looked up at him, to have a matter with him.
And when he heard this, he did not pay much attention, but he knew a little that a new man was coming, so he ordered him to be taken to the side room.
Then he fell asleep, perhaps because the wind was a little colder, and the fragrance was a little thicker, and he forgot the hour as soon as he took a nap.
When he woke up again, he remembered that someone was waiting, so he took a few steps to get there, pushed the door in, and found that it was empty.
A cold sweat broke out in the smoke of the cold stove.
As early as a month ago, Yushu Tower became the planning center of Lin'an Xuanju, and outsiders were not allowed to enter and leave at will. Today, because of the negligence of his Yushu landlord, he didn't pay close attention to the two unknown flies, if the secret of Xuanju was exposed, and he would be held accountable, the entire Fuyuan would be held accountable for this.
At the moment, he didn't dare to think about it anymore, and with a flick of his sleeves, he hurriedly searched for it.
Passing through the Xingyun Pavilion, the empty courtyard, the moonlight of a tree, there was no one; passing through the flowing water, a dozen maids, talking and laughing, eating peaches, did not arouse suspicion;
Qingqing's earnest, whispering voice.
He immediately pressed the limelight, and fell outside the room where the voice came, and listened patiently twice.
"How can it be—it's empty?"
"It should be all hidden, after all, it's an assessment, and it's also a little confidential. Let's go, this way—it's cheating. ”
"No—if there is really any exam question for women the day after tomorrow, I have to think of a way in advance, and I must not wait for death like that. Alas—you say, wouldn't it be, some secret passage—"
Hearing this, the smoke of the cold stove is no longer hidden.
With a wave of his sleeves, he crackled open all three doors of the room. The moonlight crashed into the house, and he saw clearly the people inside, and it was really a man and a woman, covered with veils, and the appearance of thieves and thieves.
When the two thieves saw him, they were shocked, and before they could make any movements, the cold stove smoke shook itself, and after a few dodges, they came to the male thief, and struck out with one palm, right in the chest.
However, the palm was soft, and there was no trace of strength, only a cold breath, which instantly submerged into the other party's internal organs, stained with the hot blood inside, and the cold was even worse, and the skin seeped out of the fingers, freezing the male thief's chest inside and out.
After receiving this palm, the male thief couldn't move. The cold stove snorted, and turned to the female thief.
The female thief was a lot of elves, Ben was still stunned, and seeing that his accomplice was frustrated, he immediately shouted: "The landlord spares his life—I have come to seek refuge with you—"
This is actually a very common sentence. Many people who are dying will shout such a sentence. After listening to it too much, I got tired of the smoke from the cold stove.
On this night, however, he stopped his palm. Not only that, but he was stunned.
I was stunned for a long time.
The palm just now didn't seem to hit the male thief's chest, but hit him in the face, freezing the flesh on his face and the blood under the flesh inch by inch, leaving only one eye, and it was still hot.
It's too much like this voice.
Holding back tears, the cold stove smoke stretched out his other hand and unveiled the person in front of him.
Uncovered—no.
Naturally, it shouldn't be. He just had an old illness, thinking of the person in front of him to another person.
The other person, named Xi Yujing, had been the wife of a cold stove for six years.
In the year of Gengzi, the wife went to cross the river with the evacuated victims, and the boat was slapped by the waves, and no one around rescued her, and finally her body sank to the bottom of the sea. That was eleven years ago.