Chapter three hundred and fourth temptation stains
Chapter 304: Tempting stains
The long corridor twists and turns among the flowers and trees and pavilions, bypassing Xiaomei Mountain, and the water vapor fills the nose. This is the water that Liyuan Garden brings to Pang Gongchi. The long corridor crosses the water to form a bridge. Heavy rain falls on the surface of the pond, and countless people are knocked out by the raindrops.
The small puddles bloom and disappear. You can't see clearly in the dark night. You just imagine and listen. The small sound of rain falling on the water and the sound of beating on the lotus leaves converge into a dense natural sound——
Amidst the sound of water and rain, Zhang Yuan said: "Brother Xiuwei, please look at the ponds on both sides of the corridor. Lotus flowers will be in bloom for more than a month. When you pass by the corridor, you will see not only green lotuses but red lotuses."
Lei, the fragrance of lotus is even more refreshing. """
Xie Yuanding was a lively person. Hearing what Zhang Yuan said, he raised the lantern in his hand to one side. Wang Wei used the lantern to look out and saw white raindrops falling densely. The round lotus leaves were not green at this time, but
It is ink color, and ink freehand painting is what Wang Wei is good at. He thought to himself: "The ink lotus seen under this lamp is so beautiful, but when the lotus blooms, I won't still be here in Shanyin, right?" Thinking like this, his cheeks couldn't help but
Feeling hot in waves.
Xie Yuanding was a little surprised. Along the way, he only heard Master Jiezi introducing the garden scenery, but this thin scholar was silent. Who is this scholar? He ignored Master Jiezi so arrogantly. Master Jiezi was a famous scholar in Shaoxing. He
Who knew that Wang Wei's voice was so delicate that it would be revealed as soon as he spoke——
After Tianwen Terrace, there is Plum Blossom Zen. This is the place where Zhang Rulin collected Buddhist scriptures and meditated to meditate. Zhang Rulin built such a Zen room to follow the fashion. Influenced by the crazy Zen trend in the late Ming Dynasty, scholar-bureaucrats read Buddhist scriptures and made friends with monks as a custom.
As a monk, he is almost like Su Dongpo. In fact, Zhang Rulin is not very interested in Buddhism. He likes to read history books and phonology. After the Meihua Zen was built, he never stayed there for even a day——
The door of the meditation room was ajar, so Gardener Xie pushed the door open with a lantern and said: "The quiet room in the middle is locked, and no one dares to touch it. The two wing rooms can be occupied by people, but there are only a few short couches.
It was originally used for guests to take a nap when they were tired after visiting the garden, and there were no bedding."
Uncle Yao came in carrying a load and said, "It's good to have a couch. We'll bring our own bedding."
Uncle Yao's two loads of boxes and cages were quite large, and it seemed that he brought a lot of belongings with him.
Zhang Yuan, Wu Ling, and Xie Yuanding all looked at each other in a daze. Can Uncle Yao do magic tricks? He just brought all the household utensils with him. Although the two boxes and cages are big, how can they hold so many things!
Zhang Yuan smiled and said: "Very good, Xiu Wei is used to being on the road, and everything is well prepared." He said to Xie Yuanding: "Excuse me, Uncle Xie, please go back first. There is nothing going on here. You don't need to look after me. Let me
They can come and go freely."
Xie Yuanding put the lantern by the window and said to Wang Wei with his hands crossed: "I would like to teach this young master that if you want to get water, there is a Shuishi Spring at the back door of the Zen room."
Zhang Yuan asked Wu Ling to reward Xie Yuanding with two cents of silver, and Xie Yuanding returned to the thatched house happily.
The night was very quiet, only the endless pounding of rain could be heard. Uncle Yao and Xue Tong were placing utensils in the next room. Wu Ling said he would help and went to the next door. The little maid Huixiang stood by the door, a little at a loss, making the bed and folding the quilt.
It wasn't the right time. I didn't know what to do for a while. I thought to myself: "Weigu likes Xianggong Jiezi very much. Sister Xueyi also said the same. So, will Weigu keep Xianggong Jiezi here tonight? Then where can I sleep?"
Wang Wei was also a little flustered. Just now in the dark, she took the initiative to hug Zhang Yuan. At this time, the red candle was put on the candlestick and the room was bright. There was no such ambiguous situation. Wang Wei secretly regretted her own Meng Lang. Could it be that she was going to be with Meng Lang tonight?
How is Zhang Yuanhuan? Although Zhang Yuan is the man she loves, but he is not what she wants to be so hasty and hasty as tonight, which makes her feel despicable——
The room was covered with Wan mats. The Wan mats were very exquisite, and the utensils of Xi Zhang were not inferior. Zhang Yuan leaned over and touched the Wan mats with his index finger of his right hand. His fingertips were stained with dust, and said: "This room has not been occupied for a long time. I still have to wait for a long time."
Just clean it up. (《》)”
The little maid Huixiang, who was leaning against the door in a daze, said hurriedly: "Little maid, come and wipe the mat." She called to the neighboring room: "Xue Tong, give me a lantern, and we will go to the back door to get water."
Zhang Yuan said: "Don't go now. It's raining so hard that all the lanterns were extinguished in a few strokes. Just put a wooden basin under the eaves to catch the rain."
Huixiang slapped her hand and said with a smile: "Huixiang is so stupid." She took the wooden basin and went to collect the water under the eaves.
Zhang Yuan looked at Wang Wei, who looked a little shy. The blue shirt on her body had become darker after being wet by the rain. This girl used to be beautiful in a bamboo crown cloth robe, but now she is wearing a Confucian shirt and men's clothing, and it is difficult to hide her beauty. So-called
This is how a beauty in the world is, right? He said with a smile: "Brother Xiu Wei secretly regrets that he was impulsive?"
Wang Wei's heart skipped a beat, and he thought to himself: "Does Zhang Jiezi have the ability to see into people's minds?" He said, "Is this the irony of Xianggong Jiezi? Xianggong Jiezi must have regretted it." When he said this, he stared at Zhang Yuan, observing his words and expressions.
, being considerate is a long-trained skill of Yangzhou Shouma——
Zhang Yuan smiled "hey" and frowned: "I regret a little bit-" Seeing Wang Wei's face change slightly, he slowly added a sentence: "I regret not hugging you more just now."
Wang Wei couldn't help but chuckle and said angrily: "Mr. Jiezi is making fun of people." Seeing Zhang Yuan cross-legged and sit down on the dusty Guanxi mat, he said hurriedly: "Don't sit down, it's dusty."
Zhang Yuan said: "It's no big deal if it's dusty. You can wash it off later. If you can wash it off, you won't be afraid of getting dirty. Otherwise, you won't be able to stand on your own feet and get things done."
Wang Wei has always been very tidy, but when she saw Zhang Yuan sitting down like this, she knelt down opposite Zhang Yuan, with her buttocks pressed against her heels, and with a cautious look, she chuckled and said, "Mr. Jie seems to be playing a game.
"He thought: "What can I do if I'm not afraid of getting dirty?"
Zhang Yuandao: "Don't be arrogant, tell the truth." Looking at Wang Wei, who was charming and shy under the candlelight, those two slender and beautiful hands were intertwined, and the nails that were carefully decorated were as bright as jade, and he reached out to hold Wang Wei's hand.
With a hand, Wang Wei gently pulled away and let him hold it, but his head lowered, with a blush on his cheeks——
Zhang Yuan asked softly: "Xiu Wei, what are your plans?"
Wang Wei really doesn't know what her plans are. Is she trapped in a cocoon by coming to Shanyin? She wants to have a free life of her own decision. She discussed this with Zhang Yuan on the ship to Jinling last year.
What is freedom? Zhang Yuan said that no one can force you to do something you don’t want to do, that is freedom. Later, she was threatened by the descendants of King Qi, and she realized that Zhang Yuan’s words were profound. She, a prostitute, had limited options, so she had to find someone who could cherish her.
It is the best result for a man to become a good man. Will Zhang Yuan cherish her? He should be so. This man has a rare attentiveness and mind, just like he just asked her to share an umbrella with Huixiang. If it were Mao Zhisheng or Wang Ruqian, maybe he would
Will take care of her, but Huixiang will definitely be ignored. She likes careful men, and only those who are careful can be broad--
Wang Wei slowly raised his head, his fine eyelashes flickered, and he stared at Zhang Yuan in front of him. His eyes seemed to be dripping with water. Note, these were not tears. Wang Wei spoke, and his voice was very soft and thin. Fortunately,
Zhang Yuan's hearing was strong enough to hear the girl say: "Then what did Mr. Jie think?"
Wang Wei's hand was very soft, as soft as boneless to hold, and very comfortable. Zhang Yuan gently kneaded Wang Wei's hand, looked directly into her eyes, and said: "I'm afraid if you reject me if I tell you, wouldn't it be embarrassing for me?"
.Temple”
Wang Wei's eyelashes flashed, her nose slightly twitched, and she said with a very cute look: "You are a big man, do you want me, a little girl, to speak first?" When he said this, the blush on his face deepened——
Zhang Yuan smiled and said: "That's right, then - Xiu Wei, I will welcome you to my house after I get married, okay?"
Zhang Yuan finally said this, and Wang Wei's heart was beating with joy. However, the word "after marriage" still made her feel grudged. She was worried that the old lady would not tolerate her and her life would be difficult. It would be better to be free in the old courtyard in Quzhong.
Rather than making a hasty decision, it is better to postpone it, hesitate for a moment, and say: "There is no need to rush, Mr. Jiezi should concentrate on preparing for the provincial examination, otherwise-"
Zhang Yuan said: "Otherwise, people will say that you are lustful and misunderstood."
Wang Wei smiled gracefully: "Exactly, this little girl can't bear this crime, so there's no need to worry. Anyway, I'm waiting for you -"
Zhang Yuan raised the back of Wang Wei's hand and kissed it. The girl's body trembled slightly, she looked very sensitive, her expression was filled with shyness and joy, and her heart was both light and heavy at the same time——
At this time, the little maid Huixiang came in with water and said "Ah": "Wei Gu, Mr. Zhang, why did you just sit down? This mat hasn't been wiped yet."
Wang Wei gently took his hand away from Zhang Yuan's palm and said, "I'm tired from running. Anyway, these clothes are wet and I need to change them." After saying that, he stood up so that Huixiang could wipe the mat.
Zhang Yuan also stood up and stood side by side with Wang Wei in front of the window watching the night rain. There were lush flowers and trees around the Plum Blossom Zen Room, and there was still a faint fragrance of flowers in the rain. Wang Wei said: "It seems that the rain will not stop for a while -" as soon as the words left his mouth
He felt something was wrong. Although he didn't look sideways, he knew that Zhang Yuan beside him was laughing, so he snorted and said, "Is Mr. Jie Zi so proud?"
Zhang Yuan said: "It's not a pride, it's a pity. If it hadn't rained, I could have stayed a little longer——"
Wang Wei was surprised and suddenly woke up and said, "Mr. Jiezi is doted on by his parents." Thinking of his parents, he sighed softly. Her father was Xuezheng from Suiyang Prefecture. If she hadn't died of illness on the way back home, where would she be?
When she goes to a brothel, she can marry into a gentry family, but then she is unlikely to meet Zhang Yuan. Alas, is this a blessing or a misfortune?
Zhang Yuan shook Wang Wei's hand without saying anything, and Xie Yuanding's voice came from far away:
"Master Jiezi, the person to pick you up from your mansion is here."
Wang was slightly relieved, but at the same time he felt lost.
The ones who came to pick up Zhang Yuan were Lai Fu and Mu Zhenzhen, who brought four umbrellas. Wang Wei held up the umbrella and sent Zhang Yuan out for plum blossom meditation. Lai Fu recognized the scholar as Wang Wei and opened his mouth in surprise. Wu Ling poked Zhang Yuan quietly.
After squinting at Laifu's waist, Laifu closed his face——
Wang Wei walked side by side with Zhang Yuan and said softly: "Tomorrow is the Han Society meeting. It would be better if it doesn't rain."
Zhang Yuandao: "This little rain can't dampen the enthusiasm of my colleagues in the Han Society. The mountains covered with umbrellas are also a sight to behold."
Wang Wei asked: "Which mountain?"
Zhang Yuan pointed in the air to the north: "If you look this way tomorrow morning, you can see it."
Wang Wei said happily: "Is it Longshan?"
Zhang Yuan asked curiously: "Xiu Wei also knows about Longshan?"
Wang Wei smiled and did not answer, thinking: "Can Zhang Jiezi, who has never forgotten his ears, also forget things? Last year in the boat, I read your "Longshan Snow" and heard Zhang Zongzi and Zhang Yanke talk about the scenic spots in Shanyin.
I know Sanyin very well."
In front of the gate of Liyuan Garden, Zhang Yuan said: "Xiuwei, have a good rest. You can play in the garden tomorrow, and I'll come see you the day after." He nodded, held an umbrella, and met Mu Zhenzhen, Wuling and Laifu.
He walked towards the palace in the city, walked a few feet, and asked Laifu to come here tomorrow to ask Uncle Yao what he still needs. He first sent some Shaoxing white rice, sesame oil, vegetables, and charcoal——
Laifu agreed repeatedly.
Wang Wei stood in front of the Liyuan Garden, watching Zhang Yuan and his four people gradually walk away. The spring was cold, the night breeze was cool, and the rain lines reflected by the lanterns became more dense. Wang Wei smiled at the corner of her mouth. She had very good eyesight and was very far away.
Zhang Yuan could still make out the stain on the lower buttocks of Zhang Yuan's jade-colored blouse. Zhang Yuan's clothes were soaked by the rain, and he sat on the dusty banquet, and a large stain was found——
For some reason, Wang Wei, who was usually very clean, felt that the stain was particularly pleasant, which made her laugh out loud. She thought: "Zhang Jiezi, even if you betray me one day, I will no longer like you, but
I also like the stain on your butt—"
Thinking like this, Wang Wei really laughed out loud. Feeling that he was really ridiculous, he softly "spit" and thought to himself: "Why did you think that Zhang Jiezi would betray me? Wang Xiuwei, you are really good at it."
You are thinking wildly, you must be so happy that you are dizzy."
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It rained intermittently all night, and the sound of rain stopped at dawn. Wang Wei woke up early, and the sunlight filtered through the window lattice. He saw that Huixiang who was sleeping beside was still sleeping soundly, so he quietly got up, changed into a Confucian shirt, and
I combed my hair into a bun and put on a headscarf, and went around to the back door of the Plum Blossom Zen Room. As soon as I opened the door, I was greeted by the scent of flowers. Mountain orchids, poppies, and newly bloomed peonies were all colorful in the morning light, so beautiful -
Wang Wei thought to himself: "The Liyuan Garden of Zhang family in Shanyin is really well-deserved. Mr. Zhang Suzhi is very good at enjoying himself, but Jiezi is still frugal. Well, Jiezi is a Zhang in the east. Zhang in the east is poor and Zhang in the west is rich, but it seems that Jiezi is not poor either-"
Wang Wei found Shushi Spring, which was a clear canal flowing from Xiaomei Mountain. Wang Wei lifted up his robe and squatted down, taking a handful of spring water into his mouth. The water quality was quite good, and it was good for making tea. While he was gargling,
I heard the bell ringing slowly. It was the morning bell of Shanyin City. It also sounded eighteen times fast and eighteen times slowly, a total of one hundred and eight times——
Wang Wei listened quietly. She had heard the bells of Jinling and Hangzhou. The rhythms of the bells in different towns were different. When she realized the subtle differences, she felt an inexplicable joy in her heart. She thought: "I have heard the bells of the mountains."
The evening bell and morning bell in Yin City mean that I have been in Shanyin for a whole day."
The last bell was still ringing far and wide over Shanyin City. Wang Wei turned around and looked north by the small canal, and saw a line of green and white mountain shadows in the clear blue sky. This must be Longshan. The shape of the mountain does not look like a dragon, but instead
Like a giant lion running to the bank of Panggong Pool and suddenly stopping to drink -
Wang Wei murmured: "It's sunny today. Chief Zhang is a lucky person. Although the mountain of umbrellas is also a good story, there are always many inconveniences. It's better now. I can't miss this grand event today. Let's see
Let’s see what Jiezi Xianggong will say to his colleagues in the Han Society?”
Wang Wei returned to the Zen room and saw that Uncle Yao, Xue Tong and Huixiang were all up. They were all awakened by the morning bell. Wang Wei said: "Xue Tong, follow me to Longshan. Uncle Yao and Huixiang don't need to go."
Uncle Yao said: "Wei Gu has eaten the porridge before going."
Wang Wei said: "No, just go to the mountain and buy some food." He went into the room and took out a bamboo fan made by Liu Yutai, and took Xue Tong out of the Zen room and towards the door.
The gardener surnamed Xie was talking to his son. When he saw Wang Wei and his master and servant approaching, he quickly crossed his hands and saluted. Wang Wei nodded with a smile, and went out of the Liyuan gate with Xue Tong. Gardener Xie didn't look at it last night.
The King of Qing looked slightly more handsome, and then he realized that he was actually such a young scholar who was more charming than a woman. He suddenly realized: "No wonder Master Jiezi is so flattering to this scholar. Hehe, if I had known that the young men in Xizhang are so masculine, Master Jiezi is also
After studying, tsk tsk, the rich young master has a strange idea and likes men!"
Xie Yuanding shook his head and swept the floor.
…
Then Wang Wei took Xue Tong to find the stone steps on Longshan Mountain and climbed up. At this time, the sky was just dawning. The mountains in the city were quiet and silent.
After shooting a projectile, a bird with black and white feathers fluttered its wings and flew out. It startled a group of birds and shot up into the sky. Xue Tong jumped over to pick up the bird and said happily: "This big tit is delicious."
.”
Wang Wei said angrily: "You are not allowed to hunt birds. We are staying in the garden of the great uncle of Xianggong clan of Jiezi. It is a Buddhist temple. Do you have the nerve to pluck the feathers and stew the birds to eat?"
Xue Tong reluctantly put the big tit on the stone steps and muttered: "What a pity, I don't know who got the advantage!" He followed Wang Wei up the mountain and asked: "Wei Gu, can we eat fish and meat?
?”
Wang Wei said: "Hey, you have been thinking about eating all day long. We are not monks or nuns, so why can't we eat fish?"
Xue Tong said "Oh" and felt relieved. He turned to look at the dead bird on the side of the mountain road below, hoping that the bird would flutter away and not give others an advantage -
Wang Wei said: "Xue Tong, you are hungry, right? Let's go to the Chenghuang Temple in the middle of the mountain to buy some food from the old temple."
Xue Tongqi asked: "Aunt Wei has been here?"
Wang Wei smiled proudly, shook his head and said, "Isn't this the first time for everyone here?"
Xue Tong raised his neck and looked up, but did not see any City God's Temple, and said: "Then how did Wei Gu know that there is a City God's Temple in the middle of the mountain - I know, it was Mr. Jie who told you, didn't he?"
Wang smiled but did not answer, thinking: "I wonder if the old temple Zhu in 'Longshan Snow' is still alive?"
As soon as the mountain road turned, a Chenghuang Temple suddenly stood on the mountainside. An old Taoist, leaning on crutches, directed two incense Taoist priests in front of the temple to place several tables and list various fruits and foods. He was planning to make a small fortune through the Han Society gathering. See you.
When Wang Wei's master and servant approached, the white-haired old temple Zhu Manmanzhu said with a smile on his face: "Young Master came very early, please buy some fruit and food. Thousands of people will come up the mountain later, and I'm afraid they won't be able to buy it."
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