Empress Sanhua was full of doubts and looked at the Taoist again.
The Taoist looked to the other side——
Originally, there would be a lot of people gathering outside Hexian Tower even on a rainy day, either people who are good at playing the piano or people who love to liven things up. However, after the princess fell, Miss Wanjiang rarely played the piano in Hexian Tower and gathered below.
Naturally, there are fewer people who want to listen to the music, join in the fun, or want to get to know dignitaries.
Just less, not none.
Song You saw a somewhat familiar figure.
He is a young man wearing a green shirt. He has experienced more vicissitudes than in memory, but his face can still be distinguished——
When I came to Hexian Tower for the first time, I met the big demon upstairs. I came here not only because of his fame, but also because I was entrusted by others. However, when I was drinking downstairs, a man came to talk to me. Thanks to him, Song You knew about it.
He told him how to go up to the second floor, and in return, he gave him a drink. When he went upstairs, he looked at the umbrella for Song You.
He is a libertine who cheats on wine and tables.
He is also an obsessed person who loves the music of his life but cannot afford wine or the high expenses of Hexian Tower.
At this time, his face was full of sorrow.
Song You fell into recollection.
This one seems...
Your surname is Zhai?
The conversations among the dignitaries in Changjing around him continued.
"I just hope that so many of our old friends will come. I don't know if they are considered close friends, but they are also people who follow and admire me. Miss Wanjiang can show up once and let us see it."
"If Miss Wanjiang is really seriously ill, she should have a good rest. The weather is very cold, so she won't catch the wind and cold."
"That's true..."
"Huh? What does it smell like? It smells so good!"
"yes……"
Everyone turned around following the scent and looked at the Taoist.
When he lowered his eyes, he also saw the basket in his hand.
Faintly visible, it seems to be a chicken inside.
Everyone couldn't help but look at each other.
This man also admired Miss Wanjiang's piano skills. He heard that she was seriously ill, so he came to visit her?
Why mention a chicken with a strange smell?
Doesn't this person not know that Miss Wanjiang only loves fruits and vegetables in her life? She only needs fruits and vegetables every day to satisfy her hunger. She only needs morning dew and morning light to quench her thirst. She doesn't eat the fireworks of the world, and she doesn't eat meat or fish?
The young man named Zhai also looked over, but he seemed to have a deep memory and recognized this gentleman in just a moment.
"Eh? Brother Song?"
"Mr. Zhai, be polite."
"Brother Song, still remember me?"
"You lead the way for me with one step and look after my umbrella for me. How could I forget?"
"Brother Song, when...when did you join Taoism?"
"I am originally from a Taoist temple, but I didn't wear Taoist robes last time I came here."
"That's so! I didn't expect that Brother Song turned out to be a Taoist gentleman. I'm so disrespectful!" The man surnamed Zhai bowed and then asked, "Did Brother Song also hear that Miss Wanjiang was seriously ill and came to visit her?"
"Seriously ill?"
"Yes, God is jealous of talents." The man surnamed Zhai said with emotion, "I don't know what kind of disease I have. I heard that many miracle doctors have come but they can't treat it well. However, the miracle doctor Cai was not in Changjing before, and he kept delaying it. The night before
Miss Jiang occasionally still plays the piano for fun upstairs, but in recent days, she plays the piano less and less."
"Is Shisama also here to visit her?"
"I don't have the qualifications. I'm just bored and wandering here. Maybe I can hear Miss Wanjiang playing the piano once. In that case, I'll be satisfied."
"You are really obsessed with Qinle."
"well……"
The man surnamed Zhai couldn't help but sigh: "When I used to hear Miss Wanjiang's piano playing, I thought it was a magical time. Now that I don't have the piano to accompany me all day long, I realize how good that time was..."
Song You nodded after hearing this.
The little girl became more and more confused.
At this time, the man surnamed Zhai also sniffed, his eyes moved down, and he followed the scent to look at the basket in the Taoist's hand and the casserole wrapped in thick cloth in the little girl's arms. He was about to ask Song You why he brought a girl and why.
Hui brought a chicken to visit Miss Wanjiang, and suddenly heard a noise coming from inside.
He immediately stretched his neck and looked over, and saw a pretty figure walking out from behind the lobby. Although she was pretty and cute, there was no expression on her face, and even a hint of sadness could be seen between her eyebrows. She walked in a lot of steps, among the dignitaries.
Amid the dignitary's questioning, he walked through the lobby with an apology, and when he reached the door, he looked at the Taoist and looked at the girl who looked up.
"Please come in, sir."
"Thank you."
The Taoist nodded, then nodded to the man he had met once before, and then followed her in.
"How is Miss Wanjiang doing?"
"Why do you need a gentleman?"
"Could it be that he's possessed by evil spirits?"
"If someone is not talented, there is an eminent monk in the house."
"..."
The maid walked sadly to the junction of the lobby and the inner courtyard, then stopped, turned around and said apologetically: "I'm sorry, sir, the master is really not in good health, maybe, maybe... I really can't come out to meet you, please invite all the celebrities.
Sorry, it's freezing cold and it's snowing outside. Don't get cold and go back and rest early."
In addition to being apologetic and sad, his tone was also mixed with a bit of sadness.
"Oh, Oumou won't bother you anymore!"
"Shang Mou has to stay here with Miss Wanjiang!"
"I just hope Miss Wanjiang takes care of herself..."
"Hope for a speedy recovery."
"I heard that Divine Doctor Cai has returned to Beijing and is conducting a free clinic at the foot of Beiqin Mountain outside the city. I have sent someone to invite him!"
"..."
Everyone has their own ideas and their voices are noisy.
However, the maid just turned her head and glanced at the middle-aged man with a complicated expression who said that she had sent people to the foot of Beiqin Mountain to ask for Divine Doctor Cai. Then she opened the curtain for Song You and invited him into the backyard.
Then she led him all the way upstairs.
As soon as she went up the stairs and turned a corner, the maid's expression suddenly changed. Her sorrow and sadness were swept away, and her whole temperament also changed. From quiet and well-behaved, like a fairy, she became smart and lively.
"I should have been waiting for you at the door when my husband came, but before he arrived at the door, it was just that my husband came by chance. My master and I were washing up. At that time, my husband had already reached the corner of the street. In a hurry, my master and I got dressed.
I took a while to put on my clothes and dry my hair, sir, please forgive me."
"It's us who should apologize for visiting us."
"The master is waiting upstairs."
The maid led him forward to the attic.
The layout of the upstairs is almost the same as in my memory. There are pillars but no walls on all sides. There are railings and gauze curtains. When you stand on the edge and lower your head, you can see the streets of Changjing. There is still wind at this time, blowing the white gauze curtains, which is just the Qingming Festival.
The drizzle turned into sleet and snow during this winter solstice, and the chill was deep.
All the desks and desks upstairs had been removed. After the princess's downfall, few people went upstairs to hear her music up close. Only the ebony desk in the middle remained.
The woman was wearing plain white clothes, sitting next to her, her clothes spread out on the ground, like a flower.
The entire second floor floor is clean and shiny. There is only this desk and one person. It is full of wind, but it does not feel empty, but it is just right.
"Sir, please sit down."
The maid said from behind.
The Taoist sat down on the other side of the table, opposite the woman, and placed the basket in his hand on the table.
The woman is sitting on her knees.
The Taoist sits cross-legged.
The basket is covered with a layer of white gauze to protect it from snow and dust.
The Taoist uncovered it and found that it was half a braised chicken.
Sanhua Empress noticed his movements, and came over and placed the casserole in her arms on the table, pulled off the insulation cloth, then leaned to the side and sat down next to the Taoist.
"Today is the winter solstice, so I cooked two dishes. They must be of a taste that you can't eat outside. I made so many dishes that Sanhua Empress and I couldn't finish them. I thought I had to come to visit you, so I took advantage of this season to come. I hope
I didn’t disturb you two, and I hope you don’t mind it.” Song You said to them.
"Don't dare, don't dare." the woman said.
"The Taoist priest came just in time and brought just the right things. If the master is really sick, he has been suffering from waterlogging for ten years and needs meat to satisfy his hunger," the maid said.
"Did you eat the mice that Sanhua Empress gave you last month?" the little girl couldn't help but ask.
"..."
"..."
Fox and Tails were silent.
The little girl was still staring straight at them, without blinking, and she felt that if you don't answer, you can't answer my curiosity. But as the silence between the two became longer and longer, Empress Sanhua seemed to feel that something was wrong.
It got serious, and his expression became serious.
"The mice sent by Empress Sanhua are fat and big, and the master and I like them very much." The maid said with a smile, "Especially the master, he likes them very much."
"..."
The woman was silent and looked calm, like a goddess.
"Then have you eaten?"
Sanhua Empress immediately asked.
"..."
The maid was speechless for a moment.
The woman lowered her eyelids and stared at the table.
This is not a problem for Empress Sanhua——
A crooked little face soon appeared in her sight, with clear eyes, looking up at her stubbornly.
"Miss Sanhua, don't do this. It's very rude." The Taoist reached out and patted her shoulder, pulled her back to sit upright, and continued to look at the woman, "I heard that you are seriously ill?"
"It's just an excuse." Miss Wanjiang said.
"It's just a lie," the maid said.
"Although we are here to make use of the people downstairs, we are forced by kindness and have no choice. In fact, although some of the people downstairs admire Wan Jiang's appearance, most of them are attracted by the music of the piano. These people
There are many talented people who can pass down poems, and there are also celebrities with brilliant literary talent and elegance. There are also Changjing Qingliu who do not join in the same trend with others. Although Wanjiang takes advantage of them, most of their admiration for Wanjiang cannot be faked.
." Miss Wan Jiang said, "It's just that Wan Jiang was a fake. Now that the princess is no longer there, Wan Jiang has to leave Changjing to find freedom. We must say goodbye eventually."
"Master also thought about leaving the capital and going somewhere far away, but later it turned out that this road is not very good, it is better to die." The maid was rarely solemn, but after finishing speaking, she couldn't bear it.
Zhu grinned and said, "It just so happens that if he died so early, it might be better spread among your human books."
"Is this the last kindness to the gentlemen downstairs?" Song You asked.
"You can do whatever you want, the Taoist priest."
"When did Miss Jiang 'pass away' that night?"
"Just in the near future."
"I planned to wait a few more days, but the miracle doctor Cai recently returned to Beijing. Someone went to ask for the miracle doctor. We have to die before the miracle doctor arrives." The maid said, "I heard that the miracle doctor has the ability to heal the gods, and we are not sure that we can hide it.
Better than his old man."
"I was very curious last time. What's going on if I don't touch meat and only eat fruits and vegetables?" Song You asked again.
Sanhua Empress also stared at them curiously.
"For people like Wan Jiang, who is good at playing the piano, they would naturally prefer to see Wan Jiang as a woman with a simple temperament and aloof from the world." Miss Wan Jiang said, "So they catered to them."
"What's more, there are discerning people in Changjing. Although we hide our abilities, sometimes monsters can hide from the gods' sharp eyes, but they will also show their feet in other places." The maid added with a smile to the master, "At this time, we
It's better to say that we are rabbits than to say that we are foxes. It's all the fault of those who wrote books blindly. In recent years, our clan's reputation has become worse and worse. I'm afraid not many people remember that foxes are auspicious animals.
"
"I see."
Song You nodded after listening.
The last time Miss Wan Jiang came to visit with her maid, after leaving, the neighboring heroine who also worked for Princess Changping came and said that she smelled a familiar smell, but she was confused because she came from the rabbit spirit Song You.