Chapter four hundred and eighty sixth meeting under the moon
The Taoist priest sitting there, originally with a calm expression, was forced to open his eyes when Master Zhang made such a fuss. He saw that his Taoist robe had been rubbed into a ball, and Master Zhang was lying on his lap, sobbing, like
A bereaved dog, wagging its tail and begging for mercy, immediately frowned.
"Senior brother, what are you doing?" Qing Ling looked at his senior brother angrily. "I saw my senior brother in Changzhou a few days ago. I thought that my senior brother had already achieved something. He was different from before. Now it seems that he has not."
Any progress."
Zhang Zhenren raised his head, wiped the tears from his face and stood up: "Junior brother went to Changzhou? Why didn't you come and talk to me when you saw me?"
Qingling immediately adjusted his robes, with a look of disgust on his face: "I am just wandering around, looking for my senior brother when I have nothing to do, so naturally I don't need to meet him."
Master Zhang mentioned the sad thing, and became more and more unable to restrain himself. He started talking incessantly: "In the past, when my junior sister was here, we three brothers were so good. Later, my junior sister eloped with someone. You said you would take care of me, but within half a year, you stopped."
He ran away without a trace, and now he is even more ruthless. He treats us as if we are strangers when we meet. Junior sister will definitely feel sad knowing that we are like this.
My life is really miserable, but it is better when my junior sister is here. She can always ask for help, and she still takes care of me when I am sick... You are twin brothers and sisters, why are your temperaments so different?"
He originally wanted to become a divine couple with his junior sister, but who would have thought that he would chase his junior sister away after such a chase.
Qing Ling couldn't help but frown when he heard this, and the expression on his face became even colder: "Senior brother, what do you want to see me for? If you just want to talk about this, I will leave now."
Master Zhang knew that this junior brother had a bad temper, so he begged as soon as he entered the door, hoping that the junior brother would be compassionate. Unexpectedly, after saying so much, the junior brother remained unmoved, as if he had become even more inhumane after years of separation.
As if.
Master Zhang said: "I really have something to ask my junior brother."
Qing Ling entered the room and picked up the package. Seeing his senior brother's appearance, he must have had nothing serious to say: "Senior brother, you don't have to look for me next time."
Zhang Zhenren was shocked and immediately caught up with him: "This is a life-saving event."
Qingling had already reached the entrance of the Taoist temple, and saw a young man coming towards him. The young man had a calm expression, clear eyes, and a bit of decisiveness and ability in his brows.
Song Chengxuan greeted him first: "Master Qingling."
Qingling immediately returned the gift.
Song Chengxuan said: "Zhenzhen Zhang asked around and found out that Zhenren is also near the capital. He has no intention of disturbing Zhenren Qingling's travels. I just have something to ask Zhenren for help."
Qingling knew that his senior brother was helping people in the southeast, and the person who could follow his senior brother here was at least someone he trusted very much.
Qingling looked at the Taoist temple: "Good people, please go inside and talk with me!"
Song Chengxuan and Qing Ling walked forward.
Master Zhang couldn't help but be surprised when he saw this scene. The young master just said a word and the junior brother stayed.
Junior brother seems to be pretty good to others, but he is particularly cold and harsh towards him.
Zhang Zhenren was stunned there for a long time before he straightened his Taoist robes and made himself look radiant again. He turned around and wanted to follow him into the Taoist temple, but as soon as he walked up the steps, the wooden door of the Taoist temple closed with a bang, making him solid.
Got a shut-in.
Master Zhang did not dare to make his junior brother angry again, so he could only stand at the door, missing his considerate little junior sister with resentment.
It would have been nice if it had been his junior brother who eloped with someone back then. In that case, he and his junior sister would not have been able to get married early, and the children would have been born all over the house. What a joke.
…
Qingling listened carefully to Song Chengxuan's words, and he finally knew why his senior brother came to find him.
Qing Ling said: "Each alchemist's method of refining alchemy is different. Subtle differences will lead to different pills, and the natural medicinal properties will also vary widely.
But now that we have found those pills, we have a basis, and we can figure out their toxicity by trying a few more times, but it will take a little more effort."
Song Chengxuan's eyes flashed with joy.
"This is not something that can be done in a day or two," Qing Ling said, "I need to make some arrangements and come back to you."
After Qingling finished speaking, he looked out the door: "There is no need for my senior brother to follow you. Although my skills are not as good as his, I don't cause trouble everywhere like him and I have the ability to protect myself."
The most important thing is that he doesn't want to listen to his senior brother nagging in his ears, and he has to recount the past every time. He was originally in a good mood, but he would always get angry when he met his senior brother. After meeting his senior brother last time, he
I couldn't help but kicked the sow in the pen.
To this day, he still feels extremely ashamed.
Qingling walked out, and Master Zhang immediately followed him.
Song Chengxuan watched his brothers go away, and soon Master Zhang came back alone.
In the sunshine, Master Zhang was stroking his beard with an elegant expression: "My junior brother has caused trouble for the young master. Junior brother said that he will go to the Anyi Marquis Mansion tomorrow."
Song Chengxuan nodded.
After Master Zhang finished speaking, he turned around. Song Chengxuan saw a footprint on Master Zhang's buttocks. The sky-blue monk's robe was flying, and the footprints were particularly clear.
…
It's getting dark.
The uncle who had great power in the government was suddenly put in jail. The entire Zhang family was raided by the court. The streets were filled with people from the yamen. The Zhang family's shops were searched one by one, and all the shopkeepers were sent to prison.
When he entered the prison to be interrogated, he thought that after half a day of tossing, the decree would come down and that the Queen Mother would never stand by and watch. However, he did not expect that the court had no intention of giving up. This made all the officials who had close contacts with the Zhang family feel uneasy.
The Zhang family has deep roots. It will take a lot of effort to pull out this big tree, but that is a matter for the emperor and the civil and military officials.
Xu Qinghuan ate and took a nap. He felt that he was in better spirits than ever before, so he ordered Yin Gui to bring an embroidery stand and carefully start wiring.
Her hair had just been washed. Xu Qinghuan did not let Yin Gui help her comb it up, but let it hang smoothly on her shoulders.
The room was very warm, the window was opened a crack, and the breeze blew in, blowing the small screen on the table.
Yin Gui came over with a lamp and persuaded in a low voice: "Miss, please do your embroidery at dawn, so as not to damage your eyes."
"It doesn't matter," Xu Qing said with a smile, "I'm not like you, who have to hold needles all day long."
Xu Qinghuan knew that Song Chengxuan was away busy with her illness, so she wanted to make a pair of boots for Song Chengxuan.
The moiré pattern on the upper of the boots is not that difficult to embroider, and she is confident that she can complete it.
There was a curl of green smoke from the incense, and everything seemed to be quiet, with only the sound of needle and thread passing through the cloth.
After embroidering for a while, Xu Qinghuan felt a little sore in her shoulders. She stood up and walked to the window, stretched out her hand and pushed the window completely open. Just as she was about to look out, she noticed a person slowly walking over.
That's Song Chengxuan.
Song Chengxuan had already arrived. He just walked into the yard and looked at the soft light in the house and the graceful figure under the lamp. He didn't want to disturb him for the moment, so he simply stopped and stood under the tree and watched quietly.
It was dark outside, but the room was very warm.
Finally, when she stood up and opened the window, he moved again.
Their eyes met, with a look of joy on her face, and all the chill in his body suddenly dissipated.