It was summer, and the weather in Pingshou County was getting wet and hotter, and people began to change into thin shirts.

Cao Baijing opened the window and looked at the sky. The dark clouds were low, willow leaves were swaying, and fish spitting water on the lake. In early summer, it was changing as soon as it was said, and it was going to rain again.

She returned to the room and continued to make embroidery. She was skillful in needlework and thread, but she showed a hint of inspiration. The three-color patterns were simple, but they were not very complete.

A stack of ready-made clothes were folded on the desk, which was bright and shiny. This was a valuable Taoist garment and a must-have for the savages. The garment making and embroidery of men was rarely willing to be used by men, and there were relatively few female savages, so it seemed extremely precious.

"It will be completed tomorrow. This batch can be exchanged for you, and you can use it in the clan..." This is actually a kind of cultivation, called the five-color embroidery method of spiritual needles.

As long as a woman concentrates on embroidery, she can gradually increase her power. This is the safest and most authentic method and is also the most suitable for the ladies in the tribe, but this progress is also extremely slow.

She thought this way, and her eyes fell on the wall and read it out: "I didn't know the fragrance of silk in the Pengmen, and I wanted to ask the good media to hurt myself. Who loves the romantic and high-end style, and they share the same pity for the world's frugal makeup. She dares to praise the needles and not draw long eyebrows. She hates that she presses golden thread every year and makes wedding clothes for others.

"Hate" Cao Baijing pinched his sore fingers, and was amused and helpless: "It's said that he made up for the poem he owed, and he clearly mocked me. Is it amazing to be a Jinshi..."

At this time, she showed a girlish expression. Compared to the soft and gentle maid from the tribe, she was the truly typical northern girl. She was tall and long, wearing a green skirt, decent and generous, just like the ladies in the painting.

Although she knew it was a joke, this poem was a rare and beautiful word. It was very pleasing to the eye, and even a hint of mystery was faintly hidden. She hung it in the boudoir, and looked at it while resting, and then smiled and continued to work.

She has the qualifications of an artisan and is very young, but she has never really wanted to take this path. However, since Ye Qing passed the Tongsheng and the Juren, she suddenly gained enlightenment.

If you want to get close to him, you must practice the magician.

It is not difficult to practice a magician. There is a Taoist temple in the county who teaches the basic laws. She calmed down and continued to practice with the five-color embroidery method for two years. Not only did she gradually embroider the three-color spiritual clothes, but she also successfully entered the second-level magician.

"Bang--"

"Sister, something big happened." My younger brother Cao Mingliang rushed over. This thirteen and a half-year-old boy came in front of him mysteriously, looking like I have a secret, come and beg me.

This is another annoying boy... Cao Baijing was halfway through, but he had no choice but to stop: "So what's wrong?"

"I heard Ye Xiuxiu say that their family leader... Oh, now he is the clan elder, and he is urging the matchmaker to inquire about the daughter of the county's right-age age, Pingshui Lin family, Jinyang Li family..." Cao Mingliang held his finger and looked at his sister with malicious intentions. Seeing that she was still looking, he couldn't help but feel frustrated: "But there is no one in our family, sister, can you still sit still?"

Cao Baijing knocked on his forehead: "We are not the Junwang family."

"That's not what I said..." Cao Mingliang shouted, and when she saw her calm demeanor, she suddenly woke up: "Hey, sister, you're wrong, shouldn't you be very sad at this time?"

"Oh, you're just sad to see me?" Cao Baijing looked at his younger brother, and a bright red light appeared on his hand.

"I'm not here to care about Sister." Cao Mingliang called Qu, his eyes rolling, and he couldn't help asking: "Sister didn't like him very much before, so he always ran to him, and was just about to stay overnight... Uh, I didn't say anything."

Cao Baijing glared: "Children don't understand, don't talk nonsense. I'm going to ask for advice on practicing. Which eye does your eyes see the lingering and lingering.

"This is not obvious. When he is here, the whole person is different. My brother is not as good as my cousin." Cao Mingliang muttered, and seeing that she had no sad expression, he couldn't help but feel disappointed: "All fruit women are watery poplar flowers?"

"Hu" the wind rose up on the ground, and a dark shadow rolled out.

As the heavy object fell to the ground, "Ouch" screamed in pain, and shouted loudly: "You violent woman, beware of never getting married... I will come to take revenge one day."

"I'll talk when you can beat me." Cao Baijing snorted, and the red light in his hand dissipated, but listened to his father's angrily scolding: "How did you talk to your sister? It's not so big or small?"

"Uh, dad..." Cao Mingliang burst into tears, apologized unwillingly, and ran away in shame.

Cao Hufan came in and saw the girl staring at the window with her beautiful eyes dazed, as if she was looking into the distance through the curtain. When she heard the sound, she slowly turned around and felt a quiet and pleasant feeling of her eyebrows.

Her skin is better than snow, fair and delicate, and her eyes are the stars in the night sky. At this time, she was blessed and very moving. Cao Hufan sighed in her heart. The embroidery that has never been night or sunny for the past two years has increased the Taoist practice, and people are even more beautiful. But he saw the price of this, and hurt his heart, but he only did not know the situation just now, and coughed lightly: "Daughter doesn't have to be too polite."

As he said that, he gave her a stack of famous books: "These are some talented people who voted for famous posts, some of them have the fame of their children, and some of them have good character. I suppressed them for you some time ago. Now you can take a look... You are twenty years old during the Chinese New Year, and you are not young anymore."

Cao Bai took it silently without saying a word.

Cao Husan had a headache, afraid that she was already in love and could not extricate herself, and did not dare to stimulate her too much. She stood there and was just in a daze. After pondering for a long time, she finally said: "Daughter, I understand your thoughts. But the Ye family was fine before, or Ye Qing came back from the Beijing exam, and his father could still say hello with his old face. Now that he has passed the Jinshi of these two rankings, he is the second-class official. We really can't stand it. Not to mention my family, even the county guards are not worthy, or only the lady of the governor's family and the lady of the Gongqing family are suitable."

"How could he fail the exam?" Cao Baijing burst out laughing, looking at the letters on the wall, with a faint look: "I am only seventeen years old and have such a Taoist profession. The Taoist sect will not reject such talents."

"It's fine if you understand, it's fine if you understand." Cao Hufan breathed a sigh of relief. Seeing his daughter staring at the words and seeing the content of the poem clearly, his heart suddenly became tight.

When she saw her thinking about it, she said seriously: "But, I am not a delusion, it's just... it's just that we have made an agreement."

Cao Husan thought to himself that there was a two-faced agreement, so he probably stopped counting at this time and nodded: "It's okay, you'll finish it."

"On the eve of my departure in Beijing last year, I ran away privately and asked if I didn't want my wife to be a concubine. He said it was too sudden and too unexpected, and I had to think about it..."

Cao Baijing's eyes were slackened. When she remembered that she asked, Ye Qing was stunned. She smiled: "But the next day, he agreed before leaving... He said that he would not say anything, but as long as he came back, he would give me an explanation this year. You know, he is the one who promises.

"I'm..." Cao Hufan was stunned when he heard this, and his mind was buzzing and couldn't turn.

"My daughter told you, don't expect too much." Cao Baijing smiled: "I am not an ordinary daughter's home. I understand it at a very young age, especially when I checked the talent of a magician, I was sent to Yunshuimen by my family to train the magician and would be even more unlikely to have an ordinary marriage."

"To put it bluntly, it is not a fairy sect or a county with deep foundation. Where can the ordinary family recruit magicians? How can they let them go?"

Cao Baijing looked at the red light in his palm and smiled faintly: "If nothing unexpected happens, he will be recruiting someone to change his surname and marry into a family. In the future, I will inevitably have the status of a clan elder at home. No matter who is the clan leader, I must respect me. This is the treatment I received from my strength and also a compensation for my marriage sacrifice."

"For the family, the key is that I can't marry and stay in the clan. In my marriage, who is the husband is the least important thing... Especially after I was promoted to a second-level magician, I only had the embroidered Taoist clothes, and I could get an income of 1,000 acres every year, and it was even more impossible for the clan to let go.

"I'm not a complaint. My family is already very generous to my daughter. I live a good life and can go out freely. How can other people's daughters have this freedom?

"I'm even grateful for the right to choose, not to mention that my Taoism is cultivated by a lot of money at home... This is the fate of the wise man."

Saying such cruel words, the girl's expression was calm and her eyes were gentle.

Seeing such an expression, Cao Husan wanted to say something, but couldn't say anything.

After returning from studying abroad, his wife had already passed away. Because of his talent in magic, his daughter was fostered in Yunshuimen since she was a child. She couldn't even recognize herself when she came back. When she thought of it, she felt sad and guilty, so she let her daughter go. At this time, she felt even more sad, but she was unable to change at all.

Cao Baijing flipped the name of the book and sneered: "It's these people who have changed their surnames and voluntarily joined their parents. Such a corrupt body is really disgusting. Father, what can they bring? They can only be rice insects. The tribe also needs to spend money to support them and make a scene."

"Even if you have some skills, you are afraid of losing the master, the clan will not give them a chance. I am a second-level magician and may be promoted in the future. My husband is his own family. No matter how wise he is, the old lady is afraid that she can't sit still."

After hearing this, Cao Hufan shivered and said softly: "Daughter, daughter... some things cannot be said... don't say this, okay?"

"Okay, I won't say it, I just stay at home. How much difference is there in the title of wives and concubines? The Ye family has been a Jinshi, so they don't want to be greedy for the profits brought by me, a second-level magician."

"The two families are only a dozen miles away, and they will arrive when they have something to call. They can even pretend that the couple is not in harmony. They will return to their parents' home for seven or eight months a year - and the clan can always use the light of the second-level man."

"So if I go to be Ye Qing's concubine, the interests of the clan will not be damaged. Of course, it's hard to say other families."

Cao Hufan's face turned red and his expression was complicated. He could not deny this. For his daughter, the way to marry a good family is gone, and she doesn't have much decent status as a wife who is married to a Mizhu.

He was silent for a while and looked stern: "No, just marry, it's not good. If you dare to make trouble like this, our two families will be completely lost."

Cao Baijing knew that his father had agreed and smiled sweetly: "Just kidding, I didn't talk about feelings in the past, but I was his cousin, and all the etiquette and law were all in place. The more he married the wife, the more he wanted to follow the rules, the more he wanted to give me a clear courtesy. As for the small actions in private, can I, a magician, still be bullied by a woman?"

Cao Hufan was silent for a moment, and suddenly shed tears: "Daughter, I'm sorry for you. Just do whatever you want."

As he said that, he turned around and left, his figure was desolate.

Cao Bai looked at him out silently and smiled bitterly: "I'm sorry, father, I actually hide a lot from you... The immortal sect is as deep as the sea. A female sect like me, as long as she is not amazing and charming, she is trained by the master and becomes an inner disciple, she will basically betray her own spirit and flesh in the end. How could I beg her such humiliation?"
Chapter completed!