Chapter 23 Ruojing’s people add fuel to the flames
Zhenguo General's Mansion.
"Miss, do you really want Miss Su Er to live with us?" Ah Shui asked Chu Shou quietly.
Chu Shou stopped and recalled solemnly: "The eleventh Ruojing in the Biography of Strange People on page 257 of Strange Stories is like this."
Ah Shui was confused: "Ruojing person?"
Chu Shou looked at Su Tiying who was walking in front and said: "Her pulse is stable, and she has no other symptoms except physical weakness. With my many years of experience, for such unclear explanations, most people have to refer to the Wu Clan
The ancient book on strange people written by ancestor Qian Jiyu, her situation is completely consistent with Ruojing people, I think Miss Su Er was probably taken away from her!"
After that, he continued walking behind Su Tiying, holding his chin and observing her.
Ah Shui looked at the two people's backs as they walked into the house with a stiff face, and shook his head helplessly.
"Page 257..."
Sanqian approached Ah Shui, took out a pamphlet from his arms, and read it attentively.
He said with a gruff surprise: "Wow, it really does exist!"
"But why are you looking so sad?"
Ah Shui looked at the "innocent" Sanqian, clenched his fist and hammered his heart, and said helplessly: "The Biography of Ancient Artifacts on Page 153 of Strange News, Black Iron Buddha Head, when the princess and Huiyuan visited the third level of Nanshan at night.
Have you forgotten about the Forbidden Forest? I almost made the old abbot of Fodu Temple angry to death. Now I have finally caught an example in the book. I don’t know how to mess with it... The young lady has just grown up.
Well...three thousand, my heart aches..."
Sanqian raised his eyebrows slightly, crossed his arms across his chest and said, "In my opinion, Miss Su Er is a bit weird...but it's good that the lady is happy, right?"
"Having said that, look at the situation Miss last night, what's the use of being happy without health..." Ah Shui felt melancholy and hugged the cloak tightly in his arms.
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"The Eleventh Person of Ruojing in the Legend of Strange People, there was a woman in the middle and south of the country. She was 18 years old. She was struck by lightning on a rainy night and was in a coma for three days. When she woke up, she could not speak. She was either mad, crazy or epileptic. She did not know how to recognize people.
, her temperament changed drastically, and she did not know the heaven and earth and did not recognize the ancestral hall. Qian Jiyu of the Wu clan went to the south, rang the bell and practiced it, and was judged as an evil spirit to seize the house. After that, this woman had clear six senses, unified Central and South China, established the country, and flourished.
He is truly a strange man who has fought in the vast Central Plains."
After Su Tiying finished reciting loudly, she put down the pamphlet, showed her face, and said in surprise: "Is there really a record?"
Chu Shou immediately slammed the table and asked, "Do you admit it?"
Su Tiying sat on the armchair and said humbly: "But I am indeed not her. This... I can't deny it. I just didn't expect that there is a precedent."
"According to what our ancestors said, as long as the evil spirits are driven out of your body, you will surely prosper and achieve great things in the future." Chu Shou touched his chin, thinking.
"Deportation? Then can I go home?"
Chu Shou was shocked and asked, "Do you still have a home?"
Su Tiying was speechless for a moment, and said helplessly: "Although I spent a night doing some psychological construction for myself yesterday, it is of course the best to go back..."
"But my character is too typical. I will definitely go through love and hate entanglements in life, but the ending is hard to say. I must be tortured, otherwise I will definitely not be able to go back..."
As she talked, she became excited again, pointing with her body upright, her eyes full of imaginative thoughts about the future, and then her face was full of sadness, as if she had just been lifted out of the river.
Chu Shou frowned and looked at the strange behavior of the person in front of him, and quickly comforted him: "Don't worry, I am the young master of the Wu clan. Although this book is the business of my ancestors, I can still find a way after studying it.
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Su Tiying thought in her mind that feudal superstition was unreliable, very unreliable, but...
"As long as you don't drive me away, give me something to eat, and let me sleep in the yard. As long as you don't let me go back to that home, I will definitely cooperate with you..."
Chu Shou nodded gently. Although the old man and the old man had always disliked each other, one believed in people and the other believed in gods, she was a complex. Things that humans could not solve were left to the Goddess. If Su Ti
Yingzhen was the punishment given to her by the Goddess for burning the temple, and she would not accept it. She must take it into her own hands!
So I told the old man at home that he was my friend and secretly studied countermeasures.
Qian Jiyu, the ancestor of the Wu clan, was a ruthless man. He traveled all over the country and wrote and published books along the way, recording everything he saw and heard.
His magic techniques were exquisite and profound, and his medical skills were excellent. Later, when he got old, he chose to take root in Youzhou. He personally founded the Wu Clan, and the essence of his thought and culture became a concrete existence in the torrent of time.
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And Chu Shou's childhood imagination was satisfied by these strange books handed down one after another. This ancestor was really the most amazing person in the world, and was completely the enlightenment of her life.
Su Tiying touched the ancient book. There were unknown words and symbols on it. She became interested and asked curiously: "Is this book handed down from within the Wu clan?"
Sanqian brought tea to her and answered with some pride: "Yes, Miss has published many books, which are now popular throughout Kyoto City. But it is so popular that sometimes storytellers have to learn from it when talking about ghosts and monsters.
Where’s the material?”
"But if the witch clan is banned, shouldn't this be a banned book? How can your country allow this kind of book to be circulated?"
"Ahem, cough, cough." When Chu Shou heard Su Tiying's question, he couldn't help but look embarrassed and said, "It's just some strange news, just for everyone's fun."
She sent these classics to Kyoto and asked Ah Shui Sanqian to print a lot of them and put them in the bookstore to buy books and make money. She was helping her ancestors to protect and benefit future generations...helping her ancestors to accumulate virtue.
This can't be blamed on her.
Besides, half of the money was given to the witch clan and half was used to make idols for her ancestors. She swore that she only took a little of the rest.
Su Tiying shook her head, feeling depressed. If it was really written by their ancestors, then these rumors are most likely true. The queen must have her own set of stories and methods. She is an ordinary little girl.
Ordinary people, how can they be so virtuous... Instead of believing in themselves, it is better to take refuge in this princess...
Su Tiying looked at Chu Shou, who was flipping through a thick book. The book seemed to be old. She frowned slightly, her eyelashes were neatly lowered, her eyes were bright, and she was serious.
After Sanqian delivered the tea, he suddenly remembered the greeting card sent by Yichunju this morning and said: "Oh! By the way, miss, Yichunju sent a message asking you to attend the gathering tomorrow night."
The greeting card was exquisite and elegant, with a faint fragrance, and it was written: Princess Ruchuan personally expresses her greetings.
"Gathering?" Chu Shou raised his head, his eyes were bright, his lips were curved, and he murmured: "The gathering is great, there are so many people."
Su Tiying was puzzled and asked: "Yaji? What is it?"
This may be the eighty-ninth question she has asked since waking up...
Sanqian smiled and replied: "Back to Miss Second, this is a old practice in Yichunju. Every ten days, an elegant gathering will be held for the literati in Kyoto to recite poems and write poems. However, each gathering will have a book.
Based on the theme, participants in the gathering need to dress up as characters in the book and discuss their feelings after reading the book."
Su Tiying nodded and thought to herself... Wow? This is not a theme party... Let's have some fun...
"The theme this time is the Anecdotal Records of Our Ancestors. It is divided into five volumes, which can be used as characters. The first is Heavenly Officials, the second is Biography of Strange People, and the third is Species of Hundred Demons..." Ashui paused, frowning a little.
She was sad and angry that Sanqian had agreed to put off these strenuous activities when going out and took them out again. Thinking about this, she asked tentatively: "Miss, do you still want to go? You fell into the water last night.
, you should take a good rest and recuperate.”
Chu Shou held up his pen, not knowing what he was drawing, and said by the way: "It is precisely because there was such a big commotion last night that I should come forward happily, otherwise how can I calm people's hearts."
After Chu Shou finished the painting, he put away his pen, picked up the paper, looked at it with satisfaction, and continued: "This move of Thirteenth Mother is exactly what I want. Besides, the title of this book is Records of Strange Stories. Who else in Kyoto is better than me?"
Do you know this book? It’s naturally at your fingertips.”
"Here, please leave me alone and go grab some medicinal materials for me. I have to hurry up and treat Miss Su Er."
When Su Tiying heard this, she hugged herself tightly in fear. She said that the weird things such as Achyranthes genus, golden cicada wings, and luminous sand were all for her own use. She said weakly: "I don't have it."
I'm sick...I'm really not sick, how about I be your maid number three?"
Chu Shou leaned back on the chair, raised his chin slightly, and raised his eyebrows. Looking at Su Tiying, he felt a sense of excitement like watching a prey, and sizzle came out of his eyes, "No, no matter what, you have to do it."
When you get married next month, if you are not ready after getting married and become the new princess, I will have no control over you."
"Marry? I haven't even had a boyfriend..." Su Tiying slumped on the chair weakly, looked up at the sky, her eyes were empty, and said: "It's better for me to marry a man I have never met.
Let me die."
"Hmm~" Chu Shou shook his head and denied: "Although the fourth prince has a disability in his legs, he is very tall and has a flexible mind. He is supported by the prince above and supported by the throne below. His mother and concubine eat fast with Concubine Jiahe.
Just recite the Buddha's name and enjoy yourself secretly!"
Su Tiying lay on the desk beside her and murmured: "If you say so, it's really quite good."
"In your current situation, marrying the fourth prince is a sacred command, but it is still a relief. It would be miserable to stay in the jackal's den of the Su family for the rest of your life, unable to control yourself..."
"I see that you are quite open-minded, but why do you wilt when it comes to your own affairs?"
"My business?" Chu Shou squinted his eyes and asked, "My business?" Why did she look very clear on her face... She pretended not to understand and asked: "What can happen to me?"
When Su Tiying heard this, she couldn't help but raise the corners of her mouth. Eating melons can make people forget their pain for a short time, especially some love melons. She stood up and took a few steps forward and said: "You were in a mood last night and you didn't know where to start."
Two bottles of wine were conjured up somewhere, and they insisted on drinking with me. I was not a good drinker, so I got drunk after a few sips. In the middle of the night, I pulled me and talked all night long..."
She looked at Chu Shou's confused and gradually changing face, and asked doubtfully: "You won't... be broken, right?"
Chu Shou picked up the yellow talisman drawn on the table and patted Su Tiying's forehead, "Ahem, what a fragment, I don't understand what you are saying..."
Drinking makes things worse. Drinking makes things worse... Chu Shou does have a bad drinking capacity. She gets drunk easily. When she is drunk, she talks too much. She will let out all the things that have accumulated in her heart. Drinking makes things worse...
Su Tiying thought about her promise to Chu Shou to ask her accomplices to cooperate with her in exchange for food, clothing, housing and transportation. She raised her hand and put it down again, but...the easy and obvious handle was right in front of her. How could she wait until she didn't hold the handle?
She pulled off the yellow talisman, showed a sinister smile, and said: "Hmm, huh, huh, everyone in Kyoto knows this... This is what you said yourself. You need to be as detailed as possible. I
People have good memories."
When Chu Shou heard this, he was like, good guy, all these years he has been the only one scheming against others, and no one has been able to scheming against her. But then he thought about it, who can be blamed... Drinking is really delaying things.
"Tell me, what are the conditions?" Chu Shou asked with a fierce smile.
"Then again, don't let me go back to the Su family. I really don't know how to deal with them... I at most know some theory. In practice, I really can't understand it for a while..." Su Tiying said
He lowered his eyes, his head filled with worries.
Chu Shou pursed his lips, thinking that he was also a member of the theory that had not yet been put into practice. He patted her on the shoulder and said sincerely: "I will naturally do what I promised you, but this exorcism thing can't be done."
We can’t delay, what if you really go home?”
She said it with seriousness. Su Tiying lowered her head and looked at the yellow talisman in her hand, swallowed and said weakly: "Generally speaking, this thing is more useful if you drink the water after it has been burned to ashes..."
Chu Shou was at a loss and thought to himself: Really? What kind of heresy is this? Our ancestors have marked many talismans and annotations, but they have never mentioned this.
Su Tiying was feeling sad when she suddenly glanced sideways at the greeting card on the table. She turned her eyes and came up with a plan to make the little princess trust her more. It definitely struck a chord: "I remember you said that you and I have been together for three years.
He didn't say goodbye in person before, so he missed your confession. You invite him to the gathering this time. By then, all the atmosphere at the gathering will be in place. Isn't it a good opportunity to reorganize the language!"
Chu Shou took the greeting card and said half-believingly, "Is it possible?"
Three years ago, that day happened to be Chu Shou's birthday. Song Yanqing quietly left Hanyuan and went to the back mountain to help Chu Shou find the magnolia handle that she had thought about day and night for a thousand years. It had been one day and one night, and he promised to find it.
Chu Shou rushed back at noon on the day of his birthday, and Chu Shou also made careful preparations in Hanyuan.
Song Yanqing didn't know when her birthday was, so she took it upon herself to ask him to celebrate birthdays with her in the future and share the happiness of the same day. When he didn't come home, she waited all day.
Unfortunately, in the end, Chu Shou could only blame himself for not living up to expectations. He accidentally fell ill and did not wake up enough to wait until two days later to see him return to Hanyuan with a scarred mangolia handle.
Song Yanqing, in order to repay the kindness of the owner of the 48th floor, Mu, had to take over the 48th floor when the sun was setting and Xishan was in turmoil.
So he left while she was lingering on the hospital bed in a coma. What was heartbreaking was that the two of them didn't even say goodbye.
When we saw each other again, three full years had passed. In the past three years, the stems of the iron-planted magnolias had bloomed, and the seeds she had picked up from the flowers outside the cold garden after waking up were also worn around her neck and put down.
The place closest to the heart.
But she only saw that things and people have changed. If she continued to be brave as she was in Hanyuan three years ago, would he still be the same person in Hanyuan?