As the curtain fell, Ye Mansion lit the lights early.
Ye Qing went out for half a month, and when he came back, he saw that the courtyards had been renovated and the regulations had been expanded. Now there were five courtyards in total, which gradually had a deep sea feel, and there were continuous plum trees planted in the corners.
, everyone calls it "Meiyuan".
Entering along the main road, there is a newly built archway with "Jieyuanfang" written on the stone plaque.
The cold air is biting, cold stars gradually appear in the sky, there is a layer of fog in the courtyard, the cold wind blows through the courtyard, and the last dead leaf detaches from the branches, swirls and floats by, and is caught by a delicate hand.
"It's been a long time since we've been here. In a while, the young master will be leaving..." As soon as he sighed melancholy, a female voice came out: "Sister, maybe I want to go with you?"
"We have traveled thousands of miles, and no matter how thorough the plan is, it is not enough. How can we add chaos?" Qianqian concealed her melancholy, threw out the dead leaves, and closed the window.
She was wearing a small blue silk jacket and underskirt. At this moment, she turned around under the lamp and said to the slim and charming girl in white fox fur robe in front of her: "Maybe Sister Zinan is willing to give up the ticket?"
Qianqian's little face still has some cute baby fat, but her skin is clear, her eyes have a faint aura, and her beauty is half-smiling. She has begun to have an appeal that transcends men and women, which makes Jiang Zinan look at her.
Damn, is this still the little maid from the past?
When he woke up, his face turned red, he quickly lowered his eyebrows and lowered his eyes, secretly sighing in his heart: "Fairy, you are the only one who says you don't want to give in, and you won't do it for the rest of your life..."
After the night of sending the soul back home, Jiang Zinan had this realization. Thinking of this, his face blushed even more, and he lowered his head in a disguised manner.
When Qianqian saw her state of mind, how could he not know who she was thinking about?
"Okay, I'm not really arguing with you..." Even though Qianqian was cheerful, she couldn't help but feel a complex sour emotion welling up after watching it. She had no intention of being funny and went straight to the inner room: "I really want to follow, but I don't want to do it for you.
The young master caused some trouble..."
"That's because my sister is getting more and more beautiful." Jiang Zinan said with a bit of envy and sourness.
He made a quick sound and glanced sideways with a half-smile. He was about to say something when he heard the voice inside: "What are you muttering about? Why don't you come in..."
The two women looked at each other, sighed secretly, and quickly entered the inner room. They saw a small upstairs, a copper lamp emitting a soft light, and Ye Qing sitting behind the desk, writing quickly, saying without looking up: "I'm still here
There are several crosses, please wait."
At this time, I saw that the bookshelf was full of books. There were scrolls here. I rolled them up and unfolded them for reading. There were hundreds of books piled on the bookshelf.
Qianqian casually pulled out a scroll and unfolded it five feet long and two feet wide. On it were the words of the young master.
"The chilling cicadas are mournful. It's late in the pavilion, and the showers are beginning to stop. There is no trace of drinking in the tents of the capital. I am nostalgic, and the orchid boat is urging me to go. Holding hands and looking at each other's tearful eyes, I am speechless and choked. Thinking about the journey, thousands of miles of smoke, the dusk is heavy and the sky is vast.
Passionate sentiments have been hurt by separation since ancient times, and it is even more embarrassing. Where can I wake up tonight in the neglected Qingqiu Festival? Willow bank, dawn wind and waning moon. After so many years, it should be a good time and beautiful scenery. Even if there are thousands of customs, who can I tell them? "
According to what the young master said, this word was too sad for autumn, but for Qianqian, the young master was leaving again in the blink of an eye, and this word really touched her heart.
However, among these hundreds of volumes, there are only three or five poems. Others include martial arts, the prince's strategies for several imperial examinations, and farming and animal raising techniques, embodying Ye Qing's essence in the past two years.
Although Qianqian didn't understand, Ye Zifan once entered the study and saw these hundreds of volumes. He was speechless and couldn't help himself. He thought that three or five volumes could be handed down to the world, but what about hundreds of volumes?
So she also knows how valuable it is.
Jiang Zinan looked at it carefully and saw that the young master was seventeenth in the New Year. He was wearing a thin black lacquer crown, a black robe, long sleeves, and a face like a bright moon. He was a little tired at this time, and it became more and more difficult to describe. Even if
Jiang Zinan didn't understand, and felt that the young master had merged into the world and could not be touched or guessed.
At this time, Ye Qing finally finished the questions, smiled tiredly, and said: "The Great Book of Changes is really extraordinary. These fifteen exercises of mine are only 10% of the essence."
But 10% is enough. Even though Ye Qing practiced Taoism in his previous life and had Baiyang's illustrations, and spent seven years thinking deeply about it, he still couldn't create a martial arts scripture in this month.
But if we take the material from Xiaowu Jing, secretly infiltrate it with Taoism, modify it, add or delete it, we already have this talent.
These fifteen methods are all taken from the Small Martial Arts Sutra, followed by the teachings of heaven, and integrated into martial arts to attack the enemy. There is no general flavor of martial arts in them.
It's a pity that Taoism is very strict, and if you use martial arts to enter Taoism, it's still not Taoism.
The defeat of the Great Yi Dynasty lies here
Ye Qing was a little regretful, but also very satisfied, and sighed again.
It was already mid-December, and we had to cross two states to get to the capital. The journey was long, and time was running out. If we had a few more days, we would have to lead people to the capital... In other words, it was time to leave again.
Ye Qing lingered for a long time, then smiled, pointed at a stack and said: "Qianqian, Zinan, these are the foundation volumes for the introduction to martial arts, as well as the four volumes of bow, archery, riding, and shield. These can be passed on to the clan."
"You all must start from the foundation of the martial arts scriptures, but the four volumes of bow, archery, riding, and shield are optional."
"You can all learn from this paper and teach it to Ye Jie, Jiang Chen, Zhou Feng, and Zhou Ling."
"Leave the first volume in the study for now, let's talk about it after I come back." Although this world is a world where Taoism manifests itself, and although it tries its best to adopt diligent and fast methods, even the middle volume will take three to five years to complete. The first volume
There is no rush to release it.
Just as he was talking, a maidservant's exclamation suddenly came from outside. Ye Qing was startled as to what had happened. He hurried a few steps to the front of the court, looked up, and immediately understood.
In mid-November, when the moon was full, the stars were hidden, and only a hole was missing in the moon, which was slowly expanding.
In the blink of an eye, the shadow became bigger and bigger, and the round moon was missing half of it, and the circle was still shrinking.
In a few breaths, the shadow covered most of the moon, and the night became darker. Finally, only a glimmer of light remained in the entire moon.
The sky was pitch black, Ye Qing stared blankly, his cheeks twitched twice rapidly, and he suddenly became confused.
Qianqian saw it at a glance and asked: "Sir, you look bad, are you tired?"
Ye Qing waved his hand and entered the inner room without saying a word. He only had one thought in his mind: "The total lunar eclipse is a sign of the coming catastrophe, but according to the memory of the past life, it should not happen until tomorrow in March."
"Three years later, there will be a total solar eclipse, and the catastrophe has officially arrived."
"Why is it five months ahead of schedule?"
Although it didn't snow, the cold was getting thicker day by day. Ye Sheng lit a charcoal fire in the house and was drinking wine. After a year, Sun Gua Tian was in charge, and his father Ye Zifan took care of him, and he was responsible for the reclamation work of Nanyu River.
, it was finally done.
Afterwards, he was rewarded based on his merits, and out of the 650 acres, 50 acres were allocated to him, which was considered the beginning of private industry. If he was serious about it, and if Ye Zifan still had an inheritance, he would be able to accumulate 300 acres.
However, I am afraid of comparison in everything. When I think about it, Ye Sheng muttered "Ye Qing", and there is hatred in his eyes.
Ye Sheng will never forget that during the Boy's Examination, he was the young master of the clan a few days ago, reading books, discussing poetry, and drinking wine with women. However, as soon as the results of the Boy's Examination came out, he fell into the dust.
Not to mention outsiders, even my own father would drink it and go away. From now on, he would face the loess crops and become a farmer.
From then on, Ye Qing rose to prominence, from being a child to a scholar, from a scholar to a scholar, and still the leader of a state, Duke Xie Yuangong. Even his father, Ye Zifan, gradually became more respectful, let alone himself, who really couldn't even speak.
Now Ye Qing is going to Beijing to take the imperial examination again. Thinking of this, Ye Sheng just feels a fire in his chest, which makes his whole body hurt. His eyes are suddenly filled with bloodshot eyes. This fire makes him drunk, and he suddenly feels drunk.
The brain is blurry.
I wanted to call the maid, but the rudeness made the maid look ugly and ugly. I felt like I had no appetite, so I struggled to get to the window and opened it.
It is said that drunk people are most afraid of the wind. When the cold wind blew, Ye Sheng immediately fainted and felt confused all over. At this moment, he heard someone shouting: "It's a lunar eclipse... It's a lunar eclipse, hurry up."
Hide indoors, this is very unlucky."
Ye Sheng couldn't think about it, there was a lunar eclipse?
Instead, he struggled to look up, and his eyes met the lunar eclipse. Suddenly he felt a flash of black light, and his whole body felt light. In the blink of an eye, he saw his body full of alcohol falling down, his breathing weak, his eyes
Close tightly.
"The soul has left the body, go back quickly." Ye Sheng was shocked. He still knew this basic common sense. The soul that has not been condensed and formed through cultivation can easily be blown away by the wind once it leaves the body.
But at this moment, thick red mist like blood quickly poured out from the surrounding area.
"Roar", there was a faint roar, and a ferocious face appeared. He just sucked at Ye Sheng, and a translucent white soul was pulled over.
Ye Sheng was so frightened that he couldn't move. He had no power to resist, and was sucked into his mouth by this face.
With a scream, the man nodded with satisfaction: "Very good resentment."
A red light flashed and disappeared into the body underground.
In the darkness, the body's consciousness gradually regained consciousness, and the next moment, it suddenly opened its eyes.
This is a small room, with a few side dishes and half a bottle of wine on the table. Up to now, there are no servants to visit, so the relationship must be very bad.
The somewhat dazed eyes on this body gradually became clear, and he suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed.
"Succeeded, captured this body."
The laughter suddenly stopped, and there was a gloomy and uncertain look on his face: "Damn it, the heavenly order is so powerful. Without permission, it can't even use Taoism."
The red light turned on his body, and the man exhaled again for a moment, showing a smile: "Fortunately, I still brought my talent and supernatural powers with me."
After thinking for a while, he suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed: "Hey, adults are adults. In response to this situation, we have taught us the truth about inversion and rebellion."
"As long as we act in the opposite direction, we can absorb a lot of karma and sins and transform them into strength to complete our mission. Once the disaster comes, we can bear the responsibility and be right.
The man's eyes were blood red, he analyzed the memory carefully, and sneered for a moment: "Is it Ye Qing who I hate the most? Is Qianqian the one I covet?"
"It's a pity that these are normal enemies and women, and they don't bring much power."