Deadly Merry [Rebirth]

Do you hate her that much?

She shouldn't hate her so much.

should not.

After only two steps out of Ming Yi's room, Tu Jiu'er bumped into a half-acquaintance who was standing upright not far away.

"Are you okay?" She swallowed the choking in her throat, trying her best to sound normal.

Qionghua held her hands behind her back and slowly approached her. Although she was in the land of snow and snow, her voice was as warm and gentle as the spring breeze in March in Yangzhou: "San San, come with me. There are so many things in the world, why bother?" Trapped in this corner."

"I'm going to be stuck here." Tu Jiu'er couldn't help crying after he finished speaking.

"I met that thrush today, and she talked to me about your past." Qionghua sighed, and gently put her hands on Tu Jiu'er's shoulders, as if to comfort her, "Thousand taels of gold don't move, The emperor lowered his head and did not tilt his eyes, I don't understand how a person who is so free and easy, without any worries, would be willing to give up his freedom."

free?

Tu Jiuer sobbed, his eyes half full of despair.

She has known for a long time that after yearning for someone, she should stop trying for the so-called freedom.As long as she still cares about her, she will definitely have desires, and as long as she has desires, she will eventually surrender to it and be controlled by it.

This is all retribution.

"Forget it, let's not talk about today's matter." Seeing that Tu Jiu'er was in a bad mood, Qionghua could only press down on the topic, "I remember seeing a teahouse in the town at the foot of the mountain when I came here. I listened to Mr. Storyteller's story by the way, and it's not bad. I invite you to sit in that teahouse, how do you like it?"

"You, you invite me?" Tu Jiu'er twitched as he spoke.

"Yes, anything please."

"Then the daughter Hong from the Zuixian Tower next door can..."

"Ah."

“Signature Roast Chicken…”

"It's all right, let's go."

Qionghua took Tu Jiu'er's hand with a smile, and the ground changed, and there was a beautiful and elegant crane standing on the spot, with a little fox lying on its back limply crying to death.

Because Qionghua Xi always flew alone, and the speed was habitually unable to slow down, Tu Jiuer lay on her back, and his claws had to pluck Qionghua's feathers, the fox fur was almost torn off by the airflow.She was blown by the strong wind and rolled her eyes. As for the unstoppable tears just now, she didn't know where she was blown away.

Although the demon can use some tricks to get some money, but it is a trick after all, and things are not true. This kind of deceitful behavior has never been disdained by "famous families" like Tu Jiu'er.

The result of being so lofty that you don't bother to deceive people is that you are poor.

There is no way, she doesn't work, she doesn't earn much money, and the little vegetables planted in front of the wooden house are enough for her to eat, and there are not many surpluses to sell.The family is not involved in the world, and the brothers and sisters don't even know what money is. Based on their status in the demon world, they will burn incense if they come here without grabbing it. Don't expect to talk about money at all.

In the past, she relied on either the emperor or the powerful officials, and she never had to think about her pockets.But who told her to rely on Mingyi this time, how could Mingyi spend money on her, I guess the poor Taoist priests themselves don't have much money.

There is no fox way.

So this time when Qionghua made a move, it was the private seat on the second floor, with all kinds of cakes and dishes, wine cups and tea cups, but Tu Jiuer was amused for a while. While stuffing cakes into her mouth, she said vaguely: "Before when I came to listen to books, I could only sit in the crowd and order melon seeds and peanuts. At most, I sometimes sold my appearance to trick some wine and drink. This is the first time I sit here."

"Why, the dignified demon's daughter, short of money?" Qionghua sipped a cup of tea, "Don't spread it to the demon world and make them laugh their ass off."

"Dare to laugh, my elder brother will beat them up." Tu Jiu'er squeezed another piece of chicken, and cast his eyes on the old storyteller.

I saw the old man holding a sanxian in his arms, with a brush board tied on his right calf. When he was talking about the key point, he tapped his toe, and the brush board crackled, and the sanxian in his arms plucked twice, with a lively voice, which was much more fun than ordinary storytellers. up.

Tu Jiu'er pointed at the brush board and Qionghua coquettishly: "Auntie, do you know what is tied around his leg?"

Qionghua followed her with dignity: "Say it."

"That thing, three or four pieces of pear wood less than a foot long, smoked, dried and polished, with two holes, tied up with a fine hemp rope, similar to those in the hands of those allegro players. As soon as he lifted his foot, there Things rattled loudly, and when it comes to exciting things, just tap your feet a few times, which means that the people below should applaud and applaud."

Qionghua smiled, and continued her words: "It is best to choose a hundred-year-old tree for this apricot tree, cut it down, and peel off the bark layer by layer until only a thin heart is left. Make one piece for each tree. If four hundred-year-old trees are made out of four pieces of pear wood, and they will be made into boards, it will be nice to punch them out.”

Tu Jiu'er was startled and said, "Hey, how did you know?"

"I remember it was recorded in the book "Miscellaneous Folklore"." Qionghua curled her lips and took another sip of tea.

"Have you read it too?" Tu Jiu'er's face became excited, just like Boya saw that Ziqi was almost the same, "I like this book the most about folk customs. I don't want to throw it away when I move around a few times. Now It's still under my pillow."

"I can't tell, you also have this hobby." Qionghua smiled lightly, her voice as warm as water, "Looking at your face, I thought you would only seduce men."

"It's all the bad reputation that gang of disciples gave me!" At this point, Tu Jiu'er was a little angry, and he bent his finger and tapped the table, "They are really interesting. Push it all to a woman. Isn’t this like a greedy person who likes to eat meat, eats it all the time, and eats too much until he is stuffed to death. People don’t say he is greedy, but complain that the meat is too delicious, isn’t it ridiculous?”

"You picked yourself clean."

"Could it be possible to punish me for the crime of being pregnant?" Tu Jiu'er frowned, touching his face, "If it's a crime to be born to seduce, then it's all on me."

"Oh." Qionghua looked at her with some amusement, not knowing what to say.

However, Tu Jiu'er is really a very cute child. Not long ago, he was crying like that because of grievances, and she could immediately cheer up by just grabbing something she was interested in.

It's just... I don't know whether she is really careless to let go of her happy appearance at the moment, or she is pretending to be energetic for everyone to see.

Qionghua propped her head up, no longer thinking about other things, just concentrate on listening to books with Tu Jiuer.Coincidentally, the person on the stage today is telling stories about the feudal lords in Fenghuo Opera.

"It is said that in the Western Zhou Dynasty, after the death of King Xuan of Zhou, his womb succeeded to the throne as King You of Zhou. At that time, a major earthquake occurred in the Guanzhong area where King Ji of the Zhou family was located, and years of drought caused the people to suffer from hunger and cold, exile, and social turmoil. Uneasy, the country's power is exhausted. People in the country are already in panic. At this time, a minister named Baoxuan tried to persuade King You, but instead of listening, King You of Zhou imprisoned Baoxuan... The Bao people did everything possible to rescue Baoxuan , they heard that King Zhou You is very beautiful and is ordering to recruit all beauties from all over the world to enter the palace, so there is such a person as Bao Si..."

"Although Baosi was born as beautiful as peaches and plums, she is as cold as frost. She has never smiled once since entering the palace. For this reason, King You even offered a reward. Who can make Baosi smile and reward you with a thousand taels of gold! At this time , a treacherous minister named Father Guo Shi thought up an idea for King Zhou You—to use the beacon tower to try.”

"By the way, the beacon towers have been set up everywhere from the capital to the border town fortresses, and more than [-] towers have been built near Lishan Mountain alone. When important events happen, the adjacent beacon towers are lit one after another, so that the news can be passed on to the princes. This week King You lit the fire without incident, the princes thought that Quan Rong was coming, and all of them rushed to rescue him... Seeing thousands of troops coming and going like a child's play, Bao Si couldn't help but smile..."

"...Let's talk about this Baosi, you really don't know how to be shameless! I don't know what I am, but I am just an object to save Baoxie, and I really hold myself up as a Bodhisattva..."

The old man is also afraid that he is too old to be clear-headed, so let's just tell the book, and in the middle of the story, he has to mix his own thoughts into it, patted the three strings and scolded a few words about the enchantress for harming people, and the beauty is a disaster.

Tu Jiu'er was not happy when he heard it, and happened to have just drank two jars of wine, so he was so angry that he took his chopsticks and knocked on the plate:

"Look, look, mortals are just ignorant, but they don't know that the Western Zhou Dynasty is rotten. No matter who makes this fire starter, it will be wiped out sooner or later. I am a majestic nine-tailed fox, and I don't fight with mortals... Hiccup." Tu Jiu Er hiccupped and patted her chest, "But I want to write a poem, no one can stop me!"

"Don't stop, you do it." Qionghua put her chin on the back of her raised hand and looked at Tu Jiu'er tenderly.

"The sky falls in the nine palaces, the beauty... should bring disaster to the country." Tu Jiu'er raised his chopsticks and pointed at the sky, smelling of alcohol, "Poor people who are idiots... uh, poor people who are idiots... idiots..."

Qionghua answered softly: "I still complain about a mistake."

"Okay! Good catch!" Tu Jiu'er laughed, "You really understand me."

"You'll get dizzy after two jars of wine, thanks to Tu Cang who added the word 'wine' to your name." Qionghua smiled helplessly.

"The wine in Zuixianlou is different. I don't drink ordinary wine... I can't take it anymore. I'll sleep for a while. Call me when I'm leaving." Tu Jiu'er waved his hand, fell headfirst on the table and began to cry Sleep soundly.

Qionghua's gaze swept across lightly, and a crane feather fur fell out of nowhere on Tu Jiuer's body.She took a piece of the little fox's favorite pastry just now, bit into her mouth in small bites, and continued to listen to the old man's spittle on the stage.

"Speaking of Zhou Youwang, in order to further please Baosi, and disregarded the rules of the old ancestors, he deposed Queen Shen and Prince Yijiu, made Baosi the queen, and Baosi's son Bofu as the prince, and ordered to abolish The title of the Queen’s father, the Marquis of Shen. The Marquis of Shen has heard it, and he can still get it? Immediately quit, and joined forces with the Marquis of Zeng and the soldiers of the Northwest Yi tribe to attack Haojing... After the dogs and soldiers swarmed into the city, only King Zhou You was left , Baosi, and their little prince, Bo Fu. However, under the subjugation of the country, how can there be an undefeated king? Next to the defeated king, how can there be an immortal concubine? The disaster of Xiao Qiang, the chaos of beauty, this person, how can he? Did you expect so much? In the end, you can only end up dead."