Shangxian Cultivation Handbook

The last day of March every year is the day of offering sacrifices, and Song Xun was sent to the Zhaixing Pavilion early on, followed by Mei Yu.

According to Song Xun's meaning, he originally hoped that Lu Hesheng would follow, but was severely stopped by Lu Hesheng.It's not that he doesn't want to go, the main reason is that the palace is very embarrassing for him.Song Xun also had a little temper at first, and Lu Hesheng didn't plan to bow his head at first, but after two days of not speaking, he became a little irritable.

In the end, it was naturally resolved perfectly with the flesh.

After all the work was over, Lu Hesheng hugged the quilt and thought to himself: raising a little lover is not as comfortable as raising a son. Not only do you have to serve him, but you also have to go to charity from time to time for a whole night.The more I think about it, the more I feel worthless.He pursed his lips and wanted to talk to Song Xun, but when he turned his head and saw Song Xun's smiling profile, he didn't know what to say for a while, so he closed his eyes and fell asleep.

When I woke up the next day, I blamed myself for being seduced by beauty!So, he talked about it for another day: Form is emptiness, and emptiness is form.

Mei Yu had never seen any sacrifices before, so naturally he didn't know what the priests would do.This is his first contact, everything is very curious.

"If you're bored, you can go out for a stroll." Song Xun spread out the paper, "I want to extract scriptures, so I may not have time to accompany you."

Mei Yu shook his head and smiled slightly: "Then I will grind the ink for the adults, and I will accompany the adults."

"Alright." Song Xun nodded, pointing to the futon beside him, "You can sit on the futon, won't your legs get sore from squatting?"

"Okay." Mei Yu dragged the futon, sat down cross-legged, and seriously polished Song Xun's ink.

Originally, sacrifices were very common for Song Xun who had to do them every year, but he didn't know that this year, he ran into trouble before the sacrifices started.

The matter mainly came from Tan Lan who just became a concubine this year.

On the second day of copying the scriptures, Song Xun couldn't sit still. After breakfast, he couldn't copy more than a few hundred words.After wandering around, he ran into Tan Lan who was also in the imperial garden.

From a distance, Song Xun saw Tan Lan. He thought that he had nothing to do with Tan Lan. Now that there was Mu Yangzhi in the middle, he didn't want to see Tan Lan even more.So, I twisted my waist and was about to leave.Who would have thought that Tan Lan would shout at the top of his voice, "Master Song!"

Song Xun gritted his teeth. To be honest, he sympathized with Tan Lan's experience but felt bad for Tan Lan's way of self-salvation.Yes, everyone has their own way of life, he is not qualified to comment.However, the facts are before our eyes, no one can blame anyone, everyone has their own bottom line.However, unfortunately, Tan Lan touched his bottom line.He didn't force Tan Lan to change, just don't meet each other, if you accidentally meet, turn around and leave, no one will be in the way.

It's a pity that Tan Lan didn't want to.

"Master Song is so unfamiliar, Tan Lan feels a little cold." Tan Lan held a round fan in his hand, and the corners of his lips were slightly drawn down, really looking sad.

Song Xun had watched Tan Lan's acting a lot, now that he watched it, he couldn't help curling his lips to mock: "Why? The concubine has only been a concubine for less than a month, and now it's a bit perfunctory to even act in a play?" He stretched out Pointing to the eyes with a finger, "Your eyes are full of joy." Then, he turned to look at Mei Yu standing behind him, "Eyes are everything to a person, right, Mei Yu?" Metaphor?"

Mei Yu froze for a moment, raised his brows slightly, and then smiled: "Your Excellency said so."

Tan Lan dug her fingernails into the tender flesh of her palm, raised her head, and smiled slightly: "Master Song's eyesight has improved." Then, he tilted his head, and his eyes met Mei Yu, "Is this your new favorite?"

She was talking purely to make Song Xun unhappy, but she didn't expect Mei Yu's face to be moved.A small expression is enough for her to see through.Tan Lan bit her lower lip, rubbed it hard twice, and only after the pain did she wake up a little bit.

"You can find a new benefactor, why can't I change someone to follow?" Song Xun deliberately satirized Tan Lan, "Don't say it, your new benefactor is really the biggest benefactor in the world. It's a pity..." He She clicked her tongue and sneered, "You just took advantage of someone else."

Tan Lan shook her fan, pursed her lips, and smiled slightly: "What about the cheapness of others? I'm the only one who can pick it up, isn't it?" As she spoke, she took the fan and gently slid it on her face twice. He lowered his eyes slightly, and his expression slowed down, "Speaking of which, why isn't Mr. Song interested? Mine, this face."

To be honest, Tan Lan looks very much like Lu Hesheng.Song Xun swallowed hard, sneered, with a ferocious expression: "It's fake, I don't like it."

Tan Lan laughed a few times, did not speak again, and concentrated on watching the chess game on the stone table.This was the endgame between her and Zhu Yi a few days ago, she saw it today, so she came to study it.

Song Xun's eyes are really good, and he can see what Tan Lan is looking at a few meters away, and then he sarcastically said, "It turns out that a person's hobbies can be so changeable? It's no wonder that he can make false claims with so many people."

It was just a sarcastic remark, but Tan Lan felt as if a big slap had been slapped on her face, and it hurt so hot that she wanted to jump up to refute.

It was a complete accident to meet Tan Lan, but it was another matter when Tan Lan found her.

At noon on the third day, Tan Lan personally visited the door, saying that he was to appease the priest.

Song Xun wanted to die when he heard the report from his servants.Why is this person so unwilling to give up, insisting on pestering him to disgust him?Obviously they hate each other, but they want to hate each other in this way, is it interesting?

"No." Song Xun waved his hand, "My lord wants to copy the scriptures, no one can disturb you."

As a result, Tan Lan was blocked outside the door.

Mei Yu glanced at the door, his pupils were deep.

Tan Lan, who was rejected, turned pale, shook the brocade box in her hand, turned around and prepared to leave.Turning around and looking up again, it was a coincidence that he saw Mu Yangzhi and Mu Yanzhi carrying a big bag.

Mu Yanzhi was taken aback at first, then he subconsciously went to look at Mu Yangzhi, and when he saw the stupid Mu Yangzhi, he slapped his forehead, regretting bringing his younger brother to the palace.

This morning Mu Yangzhi got up very early, in order to pester Mu Yanzhi who had left the early court to take him to the palace to meet Song Xun.He originally said that he wanted to bring some delicious food to Song Xun, but he would visit him secretly in the past, so he wanted to go this year as a matter of course.

Mu Yanzhi naturally has scruples, after all, Tan Lan is in the palace, and he has no guarantee that he will run into Tan Lan.However, he really couldn't stand Mu Yangzhi's tormenting, so he had to take Mu Yangzhi to Zhaixing Pavilion.

The journey was safe and sound, and Mu Yanzhi even felt extremely lucky today.Unexpectedly, surprises are often behind.Well, this is scare!

Seeing Tan Lan again, Mu Yangzhi trembled a little and couldn't speak clearly.So, I didn't speak at all, just watched.

Tan Lan's face that was originally pale because of being rejected outside became even paler after seeing Mu Yang, and her small body was so thin that it could be blown down by a gust of wind.

The person who I thought I would never see in this life suddenly appeared in front of my eyes. What kind of mood is this?

"Xu, long time no see." Mu Yangzhi coughed and cleared his throat, "You lost weight."

Tan Lan pinched the flesh on her wrist and smiled: "No, I'm getting fat. You see, they have grown some flesh."

Mu Yangzhi took a closer look, and there was indeed some flesh: "Haha, haha, it's good to have some flesh, it looks good."

"..." Tan Lan laughed halfway, and found that the corners of her mouth were stiff, "It's nothing, Tan Lan stepped back first."

"En?" Mu Yangzhi was stunned for a moment, seeing Tan Lan who was about to leave, he subconsciously grabbed her wrist, "Don't go!"

"Presumptuous." With a 'slap', Mu Yangzhi's hand was slapped off by the maid next to Tan Lan, "A concubine's hand, is it something ordinary people like you can touch?!"

Mu Yangzhi covered the back of his hand that was beaten, and was stunned for a moment: "Tan... Your Majesty, I wish you all the best."

This is probably the only thing Mu Yangzhi can do.

More than a month ago, Tan Lan was just a small number one in a folk brothel, and was even indifferent because of her age.Pushing forward, more than ten years ago, Tan Lan was just a child from a poor family in a small dilapidated village in the countryside, an unfortunate child, a child who could not even see the future...

Today, she is a high-ranking concubine, who is untouchable by ordinary people.

Tan Lan leaned on the window, looking at the New Year scene outside the window, she was deeply touched, and then she only felt sad.This is life, when there is no money, no status, no identity, anyone can beat her and everyone is her adult; after all this, even the unbearable past will only make people feel distressed and comforted, once Her adult has surrendered at her feet, and her life and death depend only on her mood.

No wonder the people around are trying to become the emperor with all their brains, look, she is just a little concubine with such great power, if she becomes the emperor...

Tan Lan felt a little cold all over, she touched her face, suddenly she was a little afraid of herself.

Money, power, these so-called ultimates made her lose herself.

Mu Yangzhi's heart was empty, but he still pretended to be calm, and smiled at his elder brother: "Brother, am I really worthless?"

Mu Yanzhi shook his head, stretched out his hand and patted Mu Yangzhi's shoulder: "Compared to your elder brother and me, you did a good job." He regrets it now, since Zhao Xianyi disappeared, he wants to find out more than anyone else. Zhao Xianyi.He wanted to ask again, did she still like him?He wanted to see again what his little girl looked like.

It's strange to say that he has never even looked carefully at Zhao Xianyi's eyebrows and eyes. Zhao Xianyi's impression in his memory is that of a fan when he was a child. How can he remember it after so many years?As his wife, Zhao Xianyi, he couldn't remember what she looked like.

Isn't it exquisite?Isn't it cute?

It's his fault too, for all these years, Lu Qinghe has been in his mind and heart.When Zhao Xianyi left, he panicked and realized that he didn't even know what his wife looked like.

There are such people in this world who sigh desperately for what they can't get, and desperately want to get back what they lose.

Deserve it.

"Brother..." Mu Yangzhi could hear the discomfort in Mu Yanzhi's heart, and he didn't dare to say anything more, so he could only yell softly.

The Mu family gave birth to four children, and the most promising one was the eldest son Mu Yanzhi. Unfortunately, his career improved but his love life was in a mess.And Mu Yangzhi is the youngest son held in the palm of Mr. Mu's hands. He can't do well in his career or love, and he makes troubles in the family.

Sinful!