Chapter 135 The skirt knife is given to the beloved (please vote for me!)
As expected, the high blood pressure scene where the pickled radish fell on the skirt material of the junior junior sister did not appear.
Mainly because my junior sister is too steady.
During a morning meal, Ouyang Rong felt a little regretful that he didn't have the same atmosphere as before.
What was the atmosphere like before?
It was an atmosphere of competition between the junior sister and him over the pickled radishes.
And today's junior sister is so ladylike and gentle.
Ouyang Rong felt a little uncomfortable eating.
But what else can I say besides lamenting that my junior sister has grown up?
The two of them arrived late. By the time they left the Zaozhaiyuan and walked towards the main hall of Donglin Temple, there were already a large number of pilgrims gathered in every side hall or incense burner in the temple.
Looking around, there are moving heads everywhere.
There are common people who burn incense and worship Buddha, there are crazy men and women who long for marriage, and there are also ladies of distinguished guests who wish to fulfill their wishes.
It was also the first time for Ouyang Rong to see such a lively Donglin Temple.
However, it can be seen from the accent that there are many visitors from out of town. Thanks to Longcheng County's rapid recovery from the flood, the number of visitors from out of town has quickly recovered.
Maybe it's because Xie Lingjiang is too dazzling, or maybe it's because today is a marriage temple fair, an alternative version, holding a hammer in your hand and seeing whoever is a nail.
Brother and sister Ouyang Rong and Xie Lingjiang walked side by side in the ancient and solemn palace, attracting the attention of many pilgrims in the crowd.
After all, who wouldn’t want to see more of a talented man, a beautiful woman, a talented man and a beautiful woman?
Ouyang Rong was fine, but from the corner of his eye he noticed that his junior sister's movements were a little awkward, so he immediately turned around and said thoughtfully:
"Let's go, change the way, don't take the main entrance."
Xie Lingjiang was stunned. Her senior brother, who was not taking the usual path, had already taken the lead to leave, so she had no choice but to follow him step by step.
Ouyang Rong took Xie Lingjiang along a side hall path with less traffic.
He had been recuperating in bed at Donglin Temple before, and it was not in vain. After all, it was the first place he saw when he opened his eyes, so he was inevitably curious to explore. He was quite familiar with the road to the temple.
"Junior sister, look at that pool. There is an old tortoise in it. It lies on the steps to bask in the sun every morning."
Ouyang Rong walked up and down, stopping somewhere from time to time and looking back with a smile:
"You know Xiufa, he is the little monk at the door just now. He feeds this bastard every day, but I am thinking that this old bastard may have eaten more food than him.
"But this pool seems to be called the Spirit Turtle Wishing Pond. I don't know if it's a wishing pond, but it can defraud many pilgrims of their coins during the holidays. This old bastard actually makes more than most of the monks in the temple."
Xie Lingjiang looked at the back of his senior brother who was striding in front and laughing.
Like a kite that has lost its string under the blue sky.
She looked up, longing, and unconsciously stood on tiptoes, trying to pull him back.
Xie Lingjiang suddenly asked:
"Big brother."
"Um?"
"Aren't you curious about the thing that your hand touched just now?"
Seeing Ouyang Rong turning his head in confusion, by the pool in the sunshine, the noble lady of the Xie family averted her eyes and looked away.
Ouyang Rong recalled the hard touch on the back of his hand when he was tying his skirt in the carriage.
He said calmly: "Can you tell me this?"
Xie Lingjiang snorted: "I can't say it, why should I mention it."
Aren't you afraid that you won't treat your senior brother as an outsider... Ouyang Rong complained in his heart and nodded seriously:
"Then... what exactly is it, and why is it placed under... my skirt?"
Although she took the initiative, Xie Lingjiang's face could not help but turn a little pink. She carefully looked around, turned around, and walked towards a deserted alley nearby.
Xie Lingjiang lowered his head and whispered softly: "Turn your back and stay outside."
Ouyang Rong was stunned.
But I did it anyway.
I couldn't help but mutter in my heart, is the junior sister trying to take out the thing under her skirt? But... what on earth is this thing? You can just take it out and show it to him?
However, when I think about the fact that my junior sister is a lady with incredible strength, she is not the kind of coy little daughter, so wearing a skirt today is unprecedented.
Ouyang Rong was relieved when he thought of this.
"Okay, you... turn around and come in."
Ouyang Rong hesitated for a moment, then turned his head slightly and found that his junior sister was still dressed neatly.
It's just that she was holding something in her arms, and at the same time, the originally knotted skirt underneath her body had been untied.
A bit meandering to the ground.
Seeing the figure of the senior brother at the entrance of the alley, hesitating and shrinking, he seemed to move in reluctantly.
Xie Lingjiang took a deep breath as the fabric where he restrained the rabbit suddenly undulated.
She curled her lips and sneered: "Eldest brother, can you even guard against a gentleman?"
"No, no." Ouyang Rong shook his head hurriedly: "What are your orders, junior sister?"
Xie Ling Jiang Ou supported the wall with her arms and looked up at the sky. She glanced at him secretly from the corner of her eye and said:
"I don't know how to tie that knot of yours. Could you please help me, Senior Brother?"
It turns out that this is the case, simple.
Ouyang Rong nodded, walked over, bent down and squatted, grabbed the hem of the skirt, and tied it skillfully.
At the same time, he babbled:
"Look, this is called a bow tie. It's tied like this...cross it from left to right and pull it hard...next time, you can do it yourself."
"Yeah, yeah."
Xie Lingjiang seemed to respond unconsciously.
Ouyang Rong didn't know whether she heard it or not.
However, I don't know whether it was because the junior sister stood tall and straight, or because she deliberately raised her legs in cooperation.
In addition to the unique fragrance under the junior sister's skirt, Ouyang Rong also caught a glimpse of the dazzling white skin from the corner of his eye.
It is a small smooth calf with a well-proportioned arc.
A certain senior brother's heart suddenly shook, but he suppressed it immediately.
Heartfelt sins.
The skirt is re-tied with a bow.
Ouyang Rong stood up and clapped his hands.
The next second, a knife that had been squeezed between Xie Lingjiang's broad chest for a long time was thrown towards him.
"This is……"
Ouyang Rong subconsciously reached out to catch it and blurted out his question:
"What's the purpose of hiding a knife under my skirt, little junior sister..."
Halfway through the question, he paused and realized that this was nonsense.
To hide a knife, of course it’s the person who wants the knife... right?
Ouyang Rong raised his eyes and glanced at Xie Lingjiang, who was silent and looked a little shy.
He was no longer surprised. When he was dressed as a man, his junior sister often wore a crown and a sword. The latter was a gentleman's weapon.
I am wearing a slender lady's dress today, and it is definitely not convenient to wear a sword around my waist.
It makes sense to hide a short knife on the leg under the skirt, but the junior sister is really good at hiding it.
However, this short sword... is quite exquisite and unique, and it looks very valuable at first glance.
Ouyang Rong lowered his head and looked at it curiously.
This short knife under the little junior sister's skirt,
The handle of the knife is made of white jade, which is white and delicate, clear and oily.
The scabbard is made of white sandalwood and embossed with floral patterns on brocade.
The white jade and white sandalwood are inlaid with gold patterns.
At first glance, you will feel that it is noble and auspicious, and it looks like an object from a royal family rather than an ordinary folk item.
Ouyang Rong looked a little surprised and played with the jade target white sandalwood knife in his hand.
I don’t know if it was kept close to me for a long time.
There is also a faint scent of a woman's unique virgin fragrance on the blade and scabbard.
Xie Lingjiang turned her face away, and Ouyang Rong could not see her expression.
"Senior brother, aren't you curious now?"
After a pause, his tone seemed to be urging casually:
"If you're not curious after reading it...then give it back to me."
Ouyang Rong thought for a while and couldn't help but said:
"Junior sister, wouldn't it be uncomfortable and troublesome to tie this thing to your leg?"
As expected, he likes to talk a lot and is nosy.
Xie Lingjiang seemed to have gradually understood the character of a certain senior brother.
He is always forced, but he can also make others empathize with him.
She immediately turned her head and said:
"Then what can I do? I want to protect my senior brother, but today I am bathing in incense and wearing a skirt. It is too troublesome to carry a sword on my waist, so I brought a sword."
Ouyang Rong didn't even think about it and said politely: "How about I help you get it?"
"Okay, it's a deal." Xie Lingjiang nodded immediately.
"..." Ouyang Rong.
Ouyang Rong couldn't help but take a few more glances at the young junior sister's cheerful tone without even thinking about it.
Why do I always feel like I'm waiting for him...
Ouyang Rong shook his head, without thinking much, and pinned this jade target white sandalwood knife, which he didn't know was priceless, to the sapphire blue belt around his waist.
A gentleman who wears a sword is certainly a humble gentleman.
But when a gentleman wears a sword, he is also handsome and handsome.
Seeing the stupid look of the senior brother who was serious about wearing a knife under her skirt, Xie Ling Jiang's eyelashes trembled, and his eyes were evasive like a deer.
Senior brother is so stupid.
I didn't even recognize the skirt knife used to press clothes in my daughter's boudoir.
However, if you think about it a little, it's normal.
Among the people of the Zhou Dynasty, this kind of skirt knife custom was quite rare, mainly because the poor people did not have the money to do this. If any knife can be used as a skirt knife, then a kitchen knife can also be used...
But Qi Wang, who has always flaunted Chinese clothing and pure Han style, has five surnames.
All the sons of the five surnames have uniforms and swords.
There are also girls with the fifth surname, but they are called skirt knives.
The skirt knife, as a private possession in a daughter's boudoir, also has the meaning of protecting her chastity.
Women's chastity is extremely valued not only among the five surnames and Qiwang who strictly abide by etiquette, but also among the Han family in the Han Dynasty.
Although the current Zhou Dynasty has experienced a hodgepodge of Han and Hu hybrids in the Southern and Northern Dynasties, the atmosphere is relatively open.
However, these ritual-like customs are still inherited by the aristocratic families represented by the five surnames and Qi Wang. This is one of the reasons why women with the five surnames are so noble in the "marriage market" of the Great Zhou Dynasty, not only because of their scarcity.
so.
The skirt knife is entrusted to others as a gift.
Of course... I only trust good people.
In addition, what Ouyang Rong didn't know was that Xie Lingjiang's skirt knife was somewhat different from that of women with the fifth surname.
In addition to being inlaid with gold and jade, the white jade handle is engraved with the words "Golden and Jade Good Marriage" in small characters, and the hostess's nickname is also engraved on the blade.
Caring for a knife is like caring for a jade, it can warm and nourish the spiritual charm.
Not to mention that it also involved Xie Lingjiang, the mistress of a seventh-level Qi practitioner.
Previously, she had found an original copy of the Southern Dynasties in the family secret room, and accidentally learned some lost art of raising utensils in the royal court of the Southern Dynasties.
During his spare time while studying in Wuyi Lane, the young Xie Lingjiang used it to warm up this skirt knife for nearly ten years.
So much so that the current energy of this jade-targeted white sandalwood sword has been vaguely linked to Xie Lingjiang's inner consciousness, and was locked by her from a distance.
The two have vaguely established a magical connection like a heart-to-heart connection, just like a bridge.
Xie Ling Jiang Neng mysteriously felt the aura of a certain lover on the other side of the skirt knife...
This is very strange. If I explain it to someone in detail, she will find it difficult to explain, so she will naturally remain silent.
However... Xie Lingjiang still underestimated someone's torment and... the sensitivity of her delicate body and heart.
Just left the back alley.
"Senior brother," Xie Lingjiang suddenly called.
Ouyang Rong turned around and found that her body seemed a little tense, so he asked curiously:
"Well, what's the matter?"
"Can you... no, don't keep touching the knife with your hand."
Xie Lingjiang bit her lip and paused to speak.
She used to be heroic and generous in front of others, holding her sword, but now she had no way to place her bare hands, and her fingers were unconsciously twisting the corners of her shorts.
I felt some weird and wonderful feedback.
The noble lady of the Xie family felt her face was a little hot. She tried her best not to look sideways and looked at Ouyang Rong seriously.
"Oh ok."
Ouyang Rong nodded, and his somewhat rough palm immediately put down the white jade handle of the skirt knife at his waist that was warm and smooth to the touch.
Just now, I felt it subconsciously. After all, it is a new object, just like a new toy. After Ouyang Rong got it, he felt novel and liked to touch it left and right, and study it subconsciously.
Ouyang Rong only said that the junior sister was afraid that he would break her baby, but he did not think that the junior sister was stingy.
Unexpectedly, after he turned around, Xie Lingjiang's upright expression suddenly fell, and he seemed to let out a long sigh of relief.
In fact, the feeling coming from that side was not too intense or special, but she just felt a little weird and shy in her heart.
Don’t stop teaching for outsiders.
Maybe it's because... the person holding the sword is too special in his heart.
This was also the first time that Xie Lingjiang's skirt knife fell into the hands of outsiders.
In addition, she can actively let her mind break the mysterious heart-to-heart connection.
But Xie Lingjiang didn't do that.
He glanced at the figure of his senior brother in front of him.
She paused for a moment, remembering the energy in him.
Xie Lingjiang closed his eyes slightly and started to use a certain magic formula that was included in the Secret Treasure Raising Technique.
Her mind wandered for a while.
Xie Lingjiang accurately locked onto the unique Qi of his senior brother, so that Qu Dao, who had planted a ray of thought in his heart, would remember it firmly.
Only in the hands of the senior brother himself can the skirt knife build a bridge with her mind, send feedback, and create a magical connection.
In addition, if anyone other than the senior brother gets the skirt knife, the skirt knife will not be able to bridge Xie Lingjiang's mind.
Let alone have the slightest impact.
The heart is like a flat lake, without any ripples.
Xie Ling Jiang is mainly just in case.
The skirt knife was given to the eldest brother. Although he carries it close to him, what if he is accidentally touched by other women close to the eldest brother, such as the white-haired maid, or Aunt Zhen and the others.
Xie Lingjiang has a strong psychological and physical mysophobia and doesn't like outsiders touching her things, except for a certain elm head that makes her hate her teeth.
And right now, her skirt knife is the only exception for him.
After cutting off all other feedback from Qu Dao except the senior brother.
Xie Lingjiang immediately opened his eyes, nodded with satisfaction, and continued to follow.
I secretly presented him with a skirt knife at the entrance of the alley.
Ouyang Rong took Xie Lingjiang, whose skirt had been re-knotted, back to the original route, bypassing the crowded Incense Burner Square through the path, and arrived near the main hall where incense was being burned lively.
It was still early at this time and the morning had just begun.
Ouyang Rong was not in a hurry to go to the Beitian Nursing Home. Unknowingly, he went to the temple fair for a while under the guidance of his junior sister.
The two of them were among the lively and chaotic crowd of pilgrims.
What Ouyang Rong, who was relaxed, and Xie Lingjiang, who was nervous and distracted, didn't realize was...
Not far behind them, an indifferent gaze quietly appeared from someone who didn't know when.
Indifferent eyes fell on the two of them like shadows.
Not long after, as if they realized that it was getting late, Ouyang Rong and Xie Lingjiang finally stopped joking and wandering, lined up together, and entered the main hall where they burned incense and asked for fortune-telling.
In the rear, the Jade Fairy, who was following her in disguise, could not help but frown and look around.
She followed Ouyang Rong and Xie Lingjiang around in a wide circle.
As a woman, she gradually noticed something interesting.
This Xie girl seems to like Ouyang Lianghan?
Even an outsider like her could almost see the twinkling eyes of this woman who glanced at her sweetheart from time to time.
Of course, this may also be due to the boring marriage temple fair around here. Many couples and lovers are in pairs. The Jade Fairy can smell the sour smell of love by just comparing them.
However, there seems to be someone between the two who doesn't know.
Falling flowers are intentional, flowing water is ruthless...
The jade fairy is thoughtful.
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