Mei Gongqing

It took Chen Zheng a full day to enter Doguan and record the dojo number on the list.

Originally, Chen Rong thought that the day would be very lively, but somehow, until all the dust settled, the whole West Mountain Road view, and there was no one to look at.

The sun sets west.

Chan Rong stood in the middle of the mountain, looking down the stack, somehow she had a sense of trance.

It is obviously the royal sealed Taoist aunt, but this vast view of the Taoist Taoist Patriarch, no one is arranged to come. It is still the voice of her servants that hears and enters her ears.

Seems like this homeless monastery is just a new place to live.

Chen Yong pondered for a while and laughed dumbly: Isn't this a good idea? Anyway, I just want some peace.

Think of it here, she turns back.

The West Mountain Road is very large, the house is full, at least there are one hundred and fifty and sixty rooms. Chen Rong chose and chose one of the safest east courtyards to settle down.

This time back to Jiankang, she brought only ten servants. The house she had just bought was guarded by two servants, and now there are only eight of them with her. Eight servants plus her, there are only nine. Nine people live in a view that can accommodate one hundred and fifty people. Listen to the birds and bugs. The sun has just set on the horizon, and there is a sound from the mountain forest behind them. It is truly lonely.

Chen Yong spent the night in a wolf howl.

Turn around, another half month has passed.

In the past half month, Xishan Road has become a deserted smoke, and not half of the outsiders have stepped on it. Sometimes the sand of the fallen leaves is heard, and when the servants turn their eyes, they often face each other, a pair of haunted green and dark green wolf eyes! Every now and then comes a shout and a rush to close the door.

Moreover, until now, the thousand acres of Liangtian belonging to the West Mountain Road view, I wonder if His Majesty has forgotten or somehow, nobody has mentioned it, let alone sent the deed or anything to Chen Yong.

As if she and her servants were completely isolated from the red dust by a force.

Spring is getting deeper.

On the branches around them, the shallow bud gradually opened up, a little light green and green in the heavens and the earth, in the mountains and woods.

After breakfast, Chen Jung walked out slowly.

Walking to the bluestone steps in front of Daoguan, Chen rong looked at the distant mountain forest, appealing for a breath and stretching a lazy waist.

“Girl.” She's used to it. By now, she still calls Chen Yong a girl. Chen Rong told him a few times. Ping Yung had responded at the time. He turned his eyes and forgot. There was nothing he could do. When no one was there, Chen Rong was called by her like this.

Ping shouted and ran over quickly. She came behind Chen Yong and saw her smile all over her face. She couldn't help but say: "Girl, the grain cloth in the garden, the diesel oil salt is not enough. ”

After a pause, she said softly: "The jewellery we have was rewarded that day when we were watching the ceremony. Now, do we have to quietly take out some more pockets? ”

Chen Rongyi looked back at Pingyi.

Flat frowned and muttered, “Neither did the slave think that the Taoist view would be clean like this, nothing at all. Girl, if you hadn't hidden your hand when you came, we'd be in trouble eating and dressing right now. ”

Chen Cheng also raised his eyebrows when he heard about it.

Half a dozen, she asked softly, "Hey, Tao Guan's memoir Jane, can you find it? ”

Ping nodded in unison and said: “I found it, I found it. ”

“Go, check it out. ”

“Yes.”

Look at this and see noon all the time. Looking flat at Chen Zheng, who threw these old and rotten Janes aside, he asked, "Girl, what's wrong? ”

“What's the matter? ”

Chen Yong smiled slowly and said softly: “Someone touched my hands and feet... Give me an empty shell. ”

He blinked and smiled. “What's the big deal? We can still feed ourselves anyway. ”

Chen Rong turned back.

After staring at her, she asked, "Girl? What do you expect me to do? ”

Chen Rong blinked and retracted his mind and said softly: “I was thinking, should we compare this kind of thing?” I really don't want to compare these to her. However, this West Mountain Road view, under construction is also famous. Needless to say, hosting royalty and nobility every year, offering the incense fireworks that Dao Jo needs every year, and so on, is a huge expense. Without a thousand acres of good ground bottoming, she has to pay for this kind of expense. She can't afford it.

She always thought that running away from home to be a Taoist aunt was just a quiet place to live, and that as for these mortal objects, as she knew, they would be handled by special people. It's only now that we realize that things in the world have never been so simple.

Thinking of this, Chen Yong smiled and muttered: "And compared to this time, it is not possible, please ask His Majesty to go home and clean up. ”

Speaking of which, she cried out, “Sang-hoo. ”

Sang Xiaoxiao ran over and answered: "Girl? ”

Chen Yong glanced softly and said: “I will write a fold. I will see you later and go to the palace to see Your Majesty...” Speaking of which, she smiled slowly. "Why am I confused? What's the point of doing all this useless work? ”

Speaking to herself here, she turned to Shanxi. The voice was mentioned, and she said seriously: “Wait a minute, you will go back to the house with Ping Qian, take out five boxes of jewellery before anyone notices, then replace all five boxes of jewellery with firewood, oil and clothing and other daily usage requirements, remember, in exchange for enough for the first half of the year. ”

Chen Rong's smile slowly turned bright. She said softly: "After changing, you can make a bigger noise and walk two more streets. Well, tonight, you're going to lead us all on a couple of main roads, pick some big trees, cut all the bark, and engrave a few words. Well, it's engraved: shut down, shut down the dust. Then close all the doors of the main roads. ”

She turned around, her wide sleeves swayed, her waist twisted, she turned back, and the sound was far softer, "I'd like to see if those people could sit down! ”

The monk looked at each other for half a day and asked: "What does that mean, girl? ”

He shook his head flat.

After receiving the order, Sang quickly left with Ping.

By the time they returned, the sky was dark. Ten people were busy enough for two or three days to leave messages on the main trees everywhere, as Chen Yong had requested.

Day four.

On this day, the sun was shining high, in the mountains and woods, on the slopes, that little bit of light green, turned into a line, a line.

Before Chen Rong led the servants to Daoguan, she pretended to pray to Sanqing grandmaster. Then she turned to the servants and said, “Remember, when the time comes, close all the doors. This time, you'll shut it down with me. ”

"'Yes,' cried the servants. ”

In this mountain forest, the echo is loud, and this response, all over the place, is their cry.

And just then, a footsteps came, and he turned his eyes, and a very arrogant high drunk sounded, "Slowly! ”

Chen Rong and others glanced at each other at the same time.

See only the main stone steps leading up to the view of the passage, turning out ten tall guards.

These guards stepped out, stood on both sides of the stone steps, pulled their voices and shouted loudly: "Nine princesses have arrived...”

The Ninth Princess arrived?

Chen Yong slowly raised his eyebrows.

All of a sudden, her heart beat and a sentence burst out of her memory, '“The last time the Nine Princesses came to the house, Qilong placed her, and she was not as cautious as the girl. ” ’

Slowly, Chen Rong smiled.

She took a few steps with the servants and raised her hand to the guards. She said softly: "Hiroko welcomes the Nine Princesses. ”

A drumming sound came.

In the blink of an eye, a palace beauty slowly walked in a dozen palaces and guards. Behind them are twenty kabukies, either holding drums or holding flutes.

Forgiveness was so far apart, the beauty held her head straight up and looked towards Chen Yongwang.

Chen Yong, however, had a low eyebrow and a smile in the corner of his mouth. It seemed like he was looking back at her. He also seemed to have never looked at her superior posture.

Turning a blind eye, the beauty in the palace has reached only ten steps away from Chen Cheng.

After she stood still, she stared straight at Chen Rongfu, so half-hearted that the Nine Princesses turned to Chen Rongfu, "I have seen Aunt Hongyun Zixian. ”

After saying this, the nine princesses, who looked elegant and angry, smiled softly and covered their sleeves. “I have heard the fame of the fairy aunt for a long time. Today I can see that she is a rare beauty in the world. She is my father's favorite princess. I am afraid that no fairy is as touching as this. ”

She had a clean voice and a lovely smile, but she praised the beauty of a life away from home, which meant it was intriguing.

Chen Yong just pretended not to know. She smiled and was about to pay her respects. In front of the mountain lane, “Bang Bang Bang - bang -” came another drumming sound.

The drums, compared to the nine princesses just now, are a lot louder. Listening to that style, it seems like hundreds of geishas are playing at the same time.

Turning a blind eye, a huge team appeared in front of Chen Yong's eyes.

Before the team, it was an eight-handed public opinion, eight youngsters who looked clear, lifted a clean skin, five beautiful officials, and a beautiful teenager with beautiful autumnal waters on his tail. Come on. Come on.

If you look closer, the teenager is beautiful, but the face is so white, clearly due to the application of powder.

Behind them are the haunted maidens and guards, and behind them are fifty or sixty kabukies playing at full strength.

Far from close, the beautiful teenager looked up and saw the Nine Princesses at a glance. At the moment, his white finger rubbed a strand on his chest. “Nine sisters too? Yo, is this gorgeous lady in a gown just like Aunt Hongzi? ”

As he said, he looked at Chen Rong to the left and right, his eyes softened and his voice snapped, "It's beautiful, it's beautiful. Such a beautiful woman, no matter which husband gets it, will be considered a treasure. It's a shame to be crown. ”

When she heard such a laugh, Chen smiled slightly cold. In the eyes of the Nine Princesses, she frowned slightly and did not respond.

At this time, however, only in the eastern mountain forest, another drumming sound was heard.

Someone's here again!

At this time, whether the Nine Princesses or the beautiful teenager, all looked in the same direction as Chen Yong.

Behind Chen Yong, a servant muttered, “What's the matter today? The nobles come one after the other, and they all play drums. Really, don't even look at this place. It's so noisy.” (To be continued, please go to www.qidian.com for more chapters, support the author, and support authentic reading!)