Chapter 621 Yun Mengze made an exception and broke his virginity [Begging for monthly tickets at the end of the month!]
After the rain, the sky clears up.
The pear trees all over the mountain are as beautiful as if they have been washed away.
Some exquisite ancient-style buildings with cornice roofs were built along the mountain and spread up and down the mountain. They occupy an unknown amount of space.
The exquisite gardens, rockeries and ponds built along the mountain highlight the elegant taste of the owner here.
This place has an interesting name, Xuemu Villa.
This villa is hidden deep in the mountains and old forests. Those who come and go on weekdays are all people who have a close relationship with the owner of the villa. Ordinary people are not allowed to enter, and they will be politely asked out if they enter by mistake.
The owner of the villa is said to be a lady who was widowed at a young age. For a period of time, she was well-known in the world of Tiannan.
However, this widowed lady, together with Xuemu Villa, is very low-key.
However, the secular properties of Xuemu Villa are spread all over Jiangnan Road. Even if the owner is low-key, the reputation of the Villa is still quite high.
A layman watches the excitement, an expert watches the door.
A knowledgeable person who has been able to hang out in Tiannan Jianghu knows in his heart that there is no way that there will be no one on the underworld and white roads to stretch out his claws for such a big fat sheep.
But for so many years, I have been able to go through it steadily, quietly, and the years have been good... I have not been swallowed up by the big shots, so naturally I cannot be underestimated.
Either there is someone above this widowed lady, or there is someone above her.
You have to choose one of the two.
In the morning, the villa was quiet.
The sun falls on the pear branches covered with water drops, and the air is filled with the smell of spring soil.
There is a freshness after the rain in the empty mountains.
In the villa, at the top of the mountain, there are no luxurious mansions, only an elegant pavilion that is just right.
The name of the pavilion is "Chun Ting". The style is indeed elegant and has the style of the Spring and Autumn Period. It is hung with green and black satin curtains. This color has the style of ancient Wu and Yue and highlights the taste of the owner.
A tall orchid with blond hair reaching her waist was sitting cross-legged on a snow-white futon in the pavilion.
A sword scabbard lay across his lap.
The snow-white sword has been unsheathed.
In front of her was a large bucket of clear water filled with pear petals.
The courtyard was silent, with the faint sound of swords ringing.
Xuezhongzhu dipped a folded white cloth in water and wiped the snow-white sword, leaving the white petals on the sword.
She pressed her sword finger against the white cloth, and with each stroke, the sword let out a low groan.
This water is the morning dew rainwater, taken from the early spring pear trees all over the mountains and plains.
This is an excellent drink for those who practice breathing and breathing.
At the moment, this lady of Yunmeng is using her sword to wash her body.
Xue Zhongzhu's face was calm, his blue eyes were slightly lowered, and he was concentrating.
Outside the pavilion, there was the largest pear tree in the entire villa, which seemed to accompany her quietly.
One person, one sword, one pavilion and one tree.
The harsh mountain winds have avoided this mountain peak, leaving it quiet and empty.
boom--!
At this time, there was a soft sound outside the pavilion, like the sound of something falling on a branch.
At the same time, accompanied by the movement, a small piece of pear petals, which had been nourished by the spring rain and turned from snow white to light pink, slowly fell from the branches.
Like rain.
On the branch, there is a huge strange bird with three legs and four eyes, standing quietly on the branch.
It just fell from the sky.
It grabs a branch with two claws, and the extra claw holds a silk book tied with a red string.
Xuezhongzhu kept moving, lowering his head to wash his sword.
The three-legged strange bird suddenly turned its head and looked at a pool of water halfway up the mountain not far from the mountain.
From the Spring Pavilion on the mountain peak, you can directly overlook the scene beside the pool.
There is a rockery in the center of the pool, and there is a rare white sturgeon in the pool.
The paddlefish keeps circling around the oval pool, seemingly tireless.
On the bank of the pond, there was also a little lolita in a pink and white undershirt with horns tied in her horns. She was running with her short legs, chasing the white sturgeon and circling around the pond.
The little Loli held a rather long, straight pear branch in her hand and poked it into the water.
As she circled around the lake, the pear blossom branches scratched the water, making a splashing sound... as if she were really drawing circles on the water.
A paddlefish joins her.
The two guys were very happy.
I just don’t know who is learning from whom.
The three-legged strange bird on the top of the pear tree branch on the mountain peak reflected this scene in its eyes and tilted its head slightly.
The four eyes seemed to be subconsciously following the little Loli Zhajiao who was circling by the pool, turning up, down, left and right.
At a certain moment, as if she was stunned, the three-legged strange bird blinked rapidly, flapped its wings, and shook its head.
The tall Orchid who was washing her sword in the pavilion suddenly stood up and strode out of the pavilion without even having time to return her snow-white sword to its sheath.
Looking at her cold and pretty face, she has reached the limit of her patience.
"Sister."
A gentle female gentleman in white clothes suddenly came to the mountain peak, holding a scroll in her hand, and walked to the pavilion.
His body stood calmly between the candle in the snow and the pool below with people and fish swimming around.
"Hey, is there news from the fifth junior sister? The insect mother is here."
Yu Nianyuan smiled softly and pointed to the pear tree branch not far from the pavilion.
The candle is ignored in the snow.
"What is this girl doing?" Xuezhongzhu suddenly said, his tone impatient.
"Well, it seems like I'm protecting that front tooth."
"Guard? Front teeth?"
The candle in the snow said every word, trying hard to suppress the anger.
I probably never thought that Yunmeng, the unruly and domineering lady who oppressed all the men in the world, would be able to pronounce these words strung together in her mouth.
What a crime.
Yu Nianyuan, who was fluttering in white clothes, held a scroll to his lips and said in a helpless tone:
"Xiao Shu was mischievous yesterday afternoon and was thrown out of the door by Senior Sister. She accidentally knocked out a lower front tooth. She covered the tooth in her hand all night. She got up early in the morning and ran out without eating. She said
It is necessary to... put the lower front teeth at a high place, the higher the better, so that the back teeth can grow faster..."
When Yu Nianyuan hid the little Lolita to comfort her, he said through his teeth, "Don't worry, the master and the disciple don't blame the master anymore, and don't remember the overnight grudge." He didn't say it, and continued to sigh:
"This is the highest mountain where Senior Sister is washing her sword. Xiao Shu originally wanted to throw her front teeth here, but she seemed to be afraid of disturbing Senior Sister, so she didn't dare to come, so she left them at the mountain with the paddlefish halfway up the mountain.
It’s in the pond.”
Xue Zhongzhu took a deep breath and really didn't know what to say. He asked with a bit of gritted teeth:
"After you throw it away, why don't you get out."
Yu Nianyuan pressed the corners of his lips, tried to remain serious, and explained softly:
"Xiao Shu regretted losing her tooth. She didn't know who she heard it from. Well, it might have been her father. He said that fish have a very poor memory and forget it after a while... She was afraid that the white sturgeon named White Sturgeon would also forget it.
Friendship would not work if she swallowed her front teeth that were left at the bottom of the pond... So she thought of this method, taking the paddlefish in circles to stun the fish..."
Under Xue Zhongzhu's expressionless gaze, Yu Nianyuan's voice became smaller and smaller as he spoke.
It's hard to avoid feeling a little guilty after taking in a young female disciple with such a silly personality.
"Ahem, forget it, don't worry about this girl, let her go, and stop after she faints on her own."
Xue Zhongzhu reluctantly turned around and returned to the pavilion with Yu Nianyuan.
Xuezhongzhu waved casually, and a three-legged strange bird named "Chong Niang" flew over and handed the red string silk book into her hand.
As Yu Nianyuan watched, Xuezhongzhu lowered his eyes to read the secret letter for a while, then put it into his sleeves calmly.
"Tell me something." She said coolly without mentioning the letter.
Yu Nianyuan nodded, took out a piece of rice paper from his arms, and handed it over.
"This is?"
"The original text of "The Story of Peach Blossom Spring" was given to me by Mr. Wei on his own initiative."
Xuezhongzhu sneered:
"Isn't it hidden?"
"Perhaps they saw the sincerity of our palace in distributing the Yunmeng Ling this time, so they relaxed and acquiesced in allowing us to find this Peach Blossom Spring. However, we are still hesitant about the painting and refused to reveal it."
Xuezhongzhu raised the corner of his mouth, took the rice paper, lowered his eyes and seemed to browse "Peach Blossom Spring" attentively, but he quickly put it away, not knowing whether he understood the ancient words on it, and replied:
"Well, it's interesting. Send it back to Yunmeng and give it to Xiaowu." She handed it back to Yu Nianyuan with a normal expression.
"Okay." Yu Nianyuan took a pen and paper, made a few elegant strokes on the rice paper, folded it again, and walked outside the pavilion, waving his plain sleeves.
The insect girl landed on her arm, and she tied the red rope around her feet again, and it rose into the sky.
"Let's look for it. We are more familiar with Yun Mengze. The literary works left by Tao Yuanming may point out the direction. Let Xiaowu and the others try it."
"Um."
"What else?"
Yu Nianyuan said softly:
"About Kuang Fu's army, over in the southwest, Mr. Li has received the latest letter, asking the eldest lady for something."
"speak."
"Gong Li hopes that this palace can help Kuang Fu's army, and Kuang Fu's army will be rewarded generously. In his letter, he also promised Mr. Wei that he can show us the picture of the Peach Blossom Spring if necessary."
Xuezhongzhu said calmly:
"Aren't we just helping them by obstructing the Buddha? We are disrupting Jiangzhou's rear and helping them draw some of the court's energy away. They still don't know how to be grateful? How else can we help?"
Yu Nianyuan sighed lightly and said:
"That Mr. Li said that he hopes that our Jianze can help further, just like...just like the Queen's Palace helped the royal families of several dynasties in the Southern Kingdom during the Northern and Southern Dynasties. I want this level of help."
The atmosphere in the pavilion suddenly became silent, and the air slowly became colder.
Yu Nianyuan saw a snow-white sword floating in the pavilion.
Outside the pavilion, there was a big pear tree with all its blossoms fallen.
"Heh." The blonde Hu Ji chuckled and walked away, sheathing her snow-white sword. Her back was tall.
"Li Zhengyan knows quite a lot. He also knows about the old events in the Southern Dynasties. Who told him? What kind of grandpa is he? Or is he the thoughtful person who gave them the Peach Blossom Spring?"
"I don't know, they suddenly mentioned this matter this morning. I was also surprised. Firstly, how dare they mention it? Secondly, how did they know about it? There should not be many people in the world who know about this matter. The Northern and Southern Dynasties were fighting. There are many things in it that cannot be included in the official history, especially after Sui Qian founded the country. Even if there are unofficial records, they will be destroyed by people who want to do it. The history of the Southern and Northern Dynasties compiled by the Zhou people will not be mentioned again..."
Xuezhongzhu sneered:
"They still have the nerve to mention the old affairs of the Southern Dynasty? We at the Nvjun Temple believed in ghosts at that time. Seeing the pity for those who fled south and north, they ended up holding a pile of mud that was difficult to climb up the wall, and leaked a lot of our special qi training in vain. The influence of martial arts on the secular world in the mountains is neither good nor bad.
"Looking at the entire Southern Dynasties, they are almost all useless. Except for a common man named Huan, a scholar named Xie, and a warrior named Liu, except for a little ability, the others are not worthy of reuse. The place in Jiankang City was popular among the Six Dynasties. The land was all for personal gain. It was first demolished by Da Sui, and then renamed by Da Gan Peach Picker. Now it is called Jinling, which is ridiculous... In the end, it backfired on Yunmeng...
"Now that Jiangnan Dao and Lingnan Dao are not taken seriously, aren't they all useless? Why does Yunmeng care about them? But Tiannan Jianghu is not as cowardly as them."
"That's what I said, but..."
Xue Zhongzhu interrupted: "Second Junior Sister is going to reply. She wants the special help from Nujundian. Ask them if they are worthy. If they don't want to improve, just ask Li Zhengyan. How much can he compare to those named Huan, Xie, and Liu?" One?
"In addition, you tell them that I want to see the Peach Blossom Spring. This is the prerequisite for everything. If you agree, we can start talking about other things!"
When she said this, she paused for a moment and waved her sleeves: "This is just the beginning of the conversation."
"Okay." Yu Nianyuan nodded, smiled and whispered: "Even if they agree to talk, they should know this great honor."
The candle in the snow was silent, standing proudly with its head held high and its lips tightly pursed.
Yunmeng Jianze's strength has actually been greatly reduced by their generation. There are almost no seniors from the previous generation in the palace. This is also a karmic backlash left by the Southern Dynasty.
Therefore, their generation is very special. None of the female monarchs, including Yue Chuzi, have grown up, and the position of Yuan Jun is vacant. Fortunately, Yue Chuzi returned to the throne early. It is similar to a secular dynasty where the prince is the foundation of the country.
, can calm people's hearts.
In the past, the Zhou court dared to build a giant Buddha in Jiangzhou? Oh, maybe they don’t know the power of the gods in China, right?
Yu Nianyuan suddenly said: "Wei Shaoqi seems to be ill."
"Oh." Xue Zhongzhu's reaction was dull.
Yu Nianyuan asked softly: "Do you want to bring the man named Sun from the prison to see a doctor?"
"You still mention that old guy surnamed Sun? I didn't kill him. I tolerated him to the maximum extent. I blinded him by 'picking my eyes' and encouraged him to break his virginity... and let him wander around? Should he be a regular person?
What about traveling?
"Besides, this Wei Shaoqi is not worthy. They have no chance of getting anything from our Yunmeng until we give him that picture."
"Okay." Yu Nianyuan looked as usual: "I just admire this person a little."
Xuezhongzhu suddenly asked:
"Xiao Qi, why don't you let me write a letter directly and ask her to come back? You still don't want to listen to me. After receiving the letter from the Xunyang Bald Donkey, why did Second Junior Sister beat around the bush so much?"
"Senior Sister, this time I made an exception and opened Meng Yuan, and issued so many Yun Meng Lings. After the Seventh Junior Sister sees the Yun Meng Ling, she will know our current situation. Knowing that Meng Yuan has been opened, what should she do...
...For so many years, you have stood in front of her in her place. It was you who went to Mengyuan, and you who asked Taogujian... Seventh Junior Sister is the one who knows your hard work best. Don’t rush her. Senior Sister is just too anxious. Last time in Long
So is the city."
Yu Nianyuan said softly:
"Among so many junior sisters, the seventh junior sister is actually the most sensible one. It's just because she was too sensible in the past, and her occasional ignorance is so conspicuous. The letter that the master asked the Fang sisters to send has roughly the same meaning. She
When talking about the world of mortals, you need to understand it yourself, Your Majesty the Virgin, and you cannot force it..."
Xue Zhongzhu had a cold face and remained silent for a moment: "Are you sure she is safe in the city?"
"Well, the letter said that after the collapse of the Buddha, the Seventh Junior Sister first hid in the Beitian Almshouse of Chengtian Temple and then moved out..." Yu Nianyuan hesitated to speak.
Xuezhongzhu took a deep breath:
"Little Junior Sister's eyes are also clear. Although... there is no need to worry about it for the time being, but in terms of cultivation, the consequences of losing one's body... have already been damaged... I finally took half a tortoise-shell beetle to offset some of it. If this time
In Xunyang City, if you come back after suffering some injuries...Second Junior Sister, you can take care of it yourself. Think about how we will explain to Master and Senior Yunmeng when we go down."
"I understand." Yu Nianyuan's eyes dimmed slightly, and after a while, he smiled gently:
"However, I have learned that the master's Zen method is quite powerful. Even the most persuasive Buddhist can't understand it, let alone the nagging of us senior sisters."
Candle in the Snow is noncommittal.
Mentioning the matter of the little junior sister, the atmosphere in the pavilion temporarily cooled down, except for the sound of the little loli playing in the water not far away, spinning diligently with tree branches...
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