i have a sword fairy

Meng Zhengjun raised his hand, his movements were meticulous, he quietly looked at the Empress Dowager Dali for a while, nodded slightly, and left directly.

Nothing comforting.

She acted in accordance with the etiquette, and she said everything that should be said. According to the ceremony of enshrining Zen arranged by the son-in-law she caught a glimpse of during the day, he didn't even understand the most crucial ceremony. Want her to give high marks?

"Ah……"

The old-fashioned female gentleman shook her head and disappeared.

In the big tent after she left, the stunning woman behind the first curtain who was sobbing buried her head trembling for a while, crying softly...

"Woooo..."

After ten breaths, Dugu Chanyi suddenly stopped crying and threw away the wet handkerchief in her hand.

It fell lightly to the ground.

She stood up, looked in the direction of the door where Meng Zhengjun left, and said with a sneer:

"Oh, sure enough, 'Wang' is right. Confucianism is a hypocrite. You have to be vigilant at critical moments. It's not reliable at all..."

Dugu Chanyi narrowed her eyes and stared at the front for a while. After a while, she didn't know what she thought of, and she couldn't help but spit, "Hey, and that Zhao Ziyu too... What use are you men? You still have to rely on your sisters... ..."

Inside the big tent, there was another moment of silence.

The stunning woman stood pretty on the spot.

After a while, the crescent eyebrows that had washed off the makeup on the eyebrows frowned slightly.

She reached out and took out a snow-white fur coat and put it on, then turned and left the big tent...

Qianying disappeared into the night.

……

Chapter 5 and One

Sacrifice to the top of the moon mountain.

It was clearly in the middle of the night, and the night was dark and windy, but there were still many figures gathered near a cliff to the east tonight, as if they were carving some words on the cliff.

The work was in full swing.

Officials from the Ministry of Rites, craftsmen from the royal court, and the maids of the lunar moon who are the supervisors of the army, these figures come and go on the top of the Moon Festival from time to time.

It’s not lively.

However, most of them took their steps lightly, and some of them glanced at the center of the mountaintop from time to time, where there was a grand completed Temple of Heaven, and there was a figure of a Confucian scholar on the top...

Everyone's movements became more and more careful and meticulous.

At this time, ninety-nine percent of the preparations for the Fengchan ceremony arranged and designed by Mr. Zhao Xiao from the academy have been completed.

Only the cliff on the east side of the mountain top is left with the inscription of "Reporting to the Heaven" inscribed. This last place will be completed in the early morning of the near future.

However, the third shift not long ago could have ended on time.

However, an old monk who engraved the inscription made a mistake for a while, or he was slack for a while, saving his laziness, and a certain character did not faithfully copy the charm of a few strokes of a certain extremely rare character written by Mr. Zhao.

And this happened to be seen by Mr. Zhao Xiao who suddenly came to the top of the mountain in the middle of the night for unknown reasons...

So I had to erase the inscription and re-engraved it.

That Mr. Zhao Xiao couldn't tell whether he was in a specific mood, he just pointed his finger calmly, and after giving a soft command, he said seriously, "No matter how hard you work, my colleagues will accompany you."

Then he turned around and walked to the Temple of Heaven with few people in the distance, lifted his clothes, sat down on the bottom step of the Temple of Heaven, and waited quietly, as if facing the direction of the cliff on the east side. speak again...

Everyone on the top of the mountain worked overtime again.

However, no one complained, honestly.

At this time, the closest to the Temple of Heaven is a young girl who is looking at the age of the cardamom.

This little girl is slender and slender, wearing the fairy-like white gauze dress unique to the girl of the crescent moon, with fringed temples, her face is young, and there is still some baby fat on her face.

Lovely appearance.

But at this moment, he was standing guard with a sullen face and a serious face.

She obeyed the orders of the sisters and monitored the surroundings, and she didn't seem to think that standing guard in the cold autumn wind in the middle of the night was a hard job.

It should be a young girl who has just been promoted to the divorced daughter of the moon, with a white forehead, dotted with this red flower forehead sticker that seems to be carefully selected.

At this time, her slender and beautiful eyes were twisted up from time to time, and she was full of energy to look at the surrounding things carefully. When there was a little trouble, this little girl would stare at her...

But soon, this baby fat little girl also seemed to have discovered that her errands arranged by her sisters were indeed a bit unpopular and boring, on the edge, not an important job.

Staring back and forth to be honest is a bit too much of a fuss.

So at a certain moment, the baby fat girl who was closest to the Temple of Heaven seemed to mutter something in her mouth, and then nodded her head quietly, like a fledgling kind little fox, convincing herself that she was not stealing the chicken, but just taking the chicken back for delivery. As a friend, I will never drool and do unrighteous things to my good friend...

It's just that this little girl doesn't know that she has to find an excuse for a long time to stand guard and paddle.

Not far behind her, on a certain step of the Temple of Heaven, there was a young Confucian scholar squinting at her, and I don't know when it started...

At this moment, the little girl glanced at the sisters who were far away from her, then raised her head and rolled her eyes, and first made a crescent moon respectfully to the bright moon on the top of the mountain.

"Two points to the bright moon, come and go..."

The voice is thin and soft, with some immature childish voice.

Afterwards, the baby fat little girl quietly put her hands together, closed her eyes and made a wish towards the bright moon above, calling out crisply:

"Moon and moon, the moon that lives in the sky... bless grandma to have a bad memory, bless sister to be more stingy, even smaller than soybeans, bless the dog at home to be more impatient, the more anxious the better..."

A certain young Confucian scholar who was thinking about the problem and listening in boredly could not help but twitch the corners of his mouth, what kind of prodigal wishes do you fucking want?

However, before he could continue complaining, he heard the thin voice of the baby fat girl who was on guard again.

Her childish voice is serious and serious:

"Moon, moon, the sisters of Le Fangsi all said that this mountaintop is the closest place to you, oh, I finally caught you, I just have such a simple wish, if you can't satisfy it, I see you now Not in this world? Bah, what a shame, when I go up with my mother and sisters, I think you are ugly..."

Having trouble sleeping tonight, Zhao Rong went up the mountain in a daze. Sitting on the bottom step of the Temple of Heaven, he couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth slightly. How did you choose the person...

However, before he could laugh at this silly little girl for a long time, the little girl's tone suddenly dropped:

"The wish is really not much, moon moon, you should be able to realize it, can you give me a quick word, what's the point of talking about it, count me... count me please... grandma is so old, My relatives are only me and sister, now that I am gone, if grandma's memory is worse, just forget about me."

"And Sister, you must still be angry with me, blame me for being willful, and ran out without knowing the heights of the world, then...be more angry, so that you won't miss me, a yellow-haired girl..."

"Actually, I'm not self-willed. Sister, I listened to my grandma. Grandma said that people can be poor, but they can't be without ambition. The same is true for repaying kindness. The empress and sisters saved our family. Of course they are noble people and noble fairies. There is no shortage of these charity, but we can't take their help to the poor for granted, just kowtow to thank..."

Under the moonlight, this fat little girl with unknown name and origin folded her hands on her chest, closed her eyes and raised her head, facing the bright moon, whispering.

"By the way, there is also Gouzi, who can't beat a fart with eight sticks. It's too cowardly. When the village bully came, it didn't know how to bite people like me."

"Hey, I don't expect it to bite people in this life. When you are running for your life, don't be so stupid and run fast. Don't be like last time, scolding it to go away, but being interrupted by bad guys If you lose your leg, you can only whine...I heard Xuechan Fengyi say something recently, if you are in a hurry, you will jump over the wall, um, you can jump as high as the wall, escape should not be a problem..."

Behind the fat little girl who made the wish, the young Confucian scholar didn't know when he got up, the smile on his face slowly disappeared, and he turned his head to look at the little girl's back.

He rested his chin on his hand and listened calmly.

At this time, Zhao Rong temporarily put aside his worries about the abnormal operation of a certain old-fashioned woman, and he took a slight breath when he heard the new operation of "Dog Jijuaoqiang".

The young Confucian scholar rubbed his face, thought about it seriously, and suddenly said:

"Hey, your dog can jump so high, the rest of his legs will probably be broken."

He nodded and analyzed Bo with a firm tone.

The atmosphere around the Temple of Heaven suddenly became quiet...

The baby fat little girl: "...???"

Chapter 5 wins the ten-year fight

Sacrifice to the top of the moon mountain.

Compared with the brightly lit and bustling sky on the east cliff, the area near the Temple of Heaven is a bit deserted.

Just after someone suddenly gave a friendly reminder, the air suddenly fell silent, and then...

The fat little girl with her back to Zhao Rong pouted her small face again, looking left and right very seriously to monitor the surrounding movement, her slender and beautiful eyes were twisted up from time to time, as if she was in full swing , looking at the surrounding things carefully, if there is a slight disturbance, the little girl will stare at it...

She looks like an excellent little girl who is dedicated to her duties.

Everything seemed to be back to normal, as if nothing had happened.

What?You said you just saw the girl in the paddling club die?

Who is 'Just'?Sorry, don't know.

Why should people be innocent?

The baby fat little girl stood guard with her back facing the young Confucian scholar, looking very serious, trying to pass the test by being cute.

However, the awkward and weird atmosphere on the court remained.

Zhao Rong who was sitting on the steps felt embarrassed for her.

"I think, the moon is already very busy, so let's not worry about some things. It's man-made."

He laughed.

Under the moonlight, the young Confucian scholar smiled like a wind, and with his hand on his knee, he pointed to the bright moon above his head.

It's a pity that the baby fat and small girl didn't answer either.

Still facing him.

As if he didn't hear it, he pretended to stand guard intently.

Even if Zhao Rong was killed, she would not look back.

Zhao Rong blinked, looking at the slender back of this funny little girl.

Although she couldn't see her expression at this time, the skin on the back of her slender neck was blushing, extending from the base of her ears all the way up...

He really reckoned that the little girl must be gnashing her teeth in her heart and spitting him to death.

A bad scholar who eavesdrops on other girls' whispers?

Zhao Rong smiled dumbly, shook his head, and stopped teasing this thin-skinned girl.

However, after a while.

When the atmosphere was no longer as embarrassing as before, Zhao Rong thought for a while, then turned to the nearest little girl and said softly:

"By the way, can I ask a little question about your Lefang Division, um, just curious."

The air was quiet for a moment.

The back of the baby fat girl Li Nu didn't move at all, but under Zhao Rong's focused gaze, at a certain moment, her little head seemed to tap slightly.

The little girl also seemed to be aware of the important status of the young Confucian scholar behind her at this time. She was one of the most valued people in the court of Dali at the moment, and the guest of honor of her empress dowager.

"Thank you girl." Zhao Rong didn't think too much, nodded and said:

"During the days when I came down from Dali, I often saw you Xianyue Li girls perform a weird string ceremony, and often chanted a sentence..."

He paused, and said lightly: "Two points to the bright moon, leaving and returning... This sentence should be correct. May I ask what is the meaning of these?"

Looking from behind, the baby fat little girl seemed to tilt her head slightly after hearing the words.

After a while, there was a small voice:

"I... I don't understand too well... The Crescent Moon Ceremony seems to be a popular etiquette among the ancestors long before we left the ground. It seems to be used to worship the bright moon at first. Only some high-ranking female priests can do it. Performing this sacrament symbolizes the purity of mind and body like the moonlight, a pure white virgin, and serving the bright moon for life."

"However, this ceremony was gradually lost later, and the empress dowager established the Music Square Division, and re-advocated this ceremony in the department, and set the rules. When the Dasi music is down, all of us who are separated from the string music must remember the string music ceremony. .”

She paused, seemed to think about it, and added:

"It is said that performing the string music ceremony in the world can be sensed and watched by the goddesses in the Nine Heavens Cold Palace, especially on nights with clear moonlight... and being able to perform this ceremony, among the ancestors of the Li clan, It is a symbol of noble and pure status, ordinary divorced women can perform this ceremony without permission, otherwise they will be regarded as defiled... This is exclusive to some special divorced women among the ancestors."

Zhao Rong listened thoughtfully.

At this moment, the baby fat little girl seemed to be in a better mood, and said in a cheerful tone:

"That's why our Orchestra Division has inherited the rituals of the ancestors and followed the ancient tradition. Apart from requiring the virgins of string music to be pure and flawless in body and mind, our Orchestra Division is very strict in the selection of maids of string music."

"Only a handful of Lidi's best and most handsome Li women are eligible to join. The ceremonial costumes all have a set of detailed and perfect procedures, which are noble and mysterious. Well, for example... just like me, that's it."

Speaking of this, the little girl couldn't help but leaned back, and she was short of putting her hands on her hips.