Jian An Kee

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Note 1: Before the Han Dynasty, the Shangsi Festival was set as Si Day in the first ten days of March, and later it was fixed on the third day of the third lunar month.The custom of spring bathing in Shangsi originated in the Zhou Dynasty. "The Analects of Confucius": "Those who are in late spring, spring clothes are ready, five or six people who are crowned, six or seven boys, bathing in Yi, dancing in the wind, singing and returning" is the situation at that time.In addition, Du Fu wrote a poem, "The weather is fresh on March [-]rd, and there are many beautiful people by the water in Chang'an... The beautiful concubine of the country is heavy with clouds, and the thin snow shirt of the thin student is light."

"Ah, the guest doesn't know, Mr. Xue is very stubborn. Last year, General Sun insisted on surrendering to Cao Cao. Later, General Sun got annoyed and demoted him to the south of the city as a poor man."

I snorted: "I'm over my own strength. Don't talk about it, my soy milk is cold. Lai Yan, you probably don't know that this soy milk can grow skin, improve color, fill bone marrow, increase strength, nourish deficiency and be able to eat." The effect of it? Try it quickly."

After hearing what I said, the aunt said happily: "Is Xiao Niangyu wrong? I don't understand what Xiao Niangyu said, but it must be good. Er, this soy milk is indeed nourishing."

I was stunned and thought to myself: So even an old lady knows that I am a woman disguised as a man, so next time I will not go shopping as a man pretending to be a man like in TV dramas.

After several nights of drinking thick soy milk to fill my belly, seeing Laiyan drink up his bowl, I got up and left the morning market contentedly, and Mr. Xue was still there.

I clasped my fists at him: "It's hard for my lord to serve the people wholeheartedly (although it's for me, who is suspected of being a 'troublemaker'), I think it will surely make a fortune in the future, and I will marry my wife and son."

Presumably, he had heard a lot of sarcasm and sarcasm a long time ago, and when he heard the words, he said indifferently: "Thank you. Xue Mou is dedicated to serving the people, so he doesn't seek to be a wife and shade."

"Where are you talking, does Brother Xue feel that there is an irreconcilable contradiction between being successful and serving the people wholeheartedly?"

He frowned when he heard the words, I laughed a few times, said goodbye and slipped away.

There is a small hill more than ten miles away from the south city gate, and magnolia flowers are planted all over the slope, but it is unknown that it was written by a rich family many years ago.

Standing on the hillside, I sighed, and asked Laiyan beside me: "Is the magnolia flowers all over the mountain full of the feeling of 'curly rocks, green trees and round, and fragrant flowers in abundance'?"

Lai Yan was probably not suitable for such a topic after all, so he replied: "The job is humble and vulgar, and it is inconvenient to talk about the matter of enjoying the wind and moon."

I snorted and continued in displeasure: "Does the Patriarch order you to send me to Kuaiji in a few days?"

"Yes."

"Then," I looked down the hillside, "that is to say, no matter what happens, you will send me to Kuaiji?"

He was silent for a while, then replied: "Yes."

"Very good, very good." I clapped my hands and laughed, unscrupulously passing through the ranks of ladies and wives at the foot of the mountain enjoying the flowers, which caused a burst of exclamation and complaints, and inevitably a few people with bad eyesight cast winking eyes over me.

Lai Yan had no choice but to follow behind, I just walked quickly, when I arrived at a remote place, he probably panicked, used his kung fu to catch up with me, knelt down and said: "There are many insects, leopards and mosquitoes in the mountain, please take care of your body, miss." , don’t go any further.”

I stopped and smiled at him: "I didn't expect to be able to outrun you, Ayan, but it is still possible to outsmart you. I wonder if you have heard of maple flower?"

He swayed.I knelt down to keep my eyes level with him: "This maple flower, the place where I lived when I was a child called her Datura, just a little bit of her juice can numb people's limbs and make them fall asleep. When you wake up , Remember to report back to Uncle, saying that I have something to go out, and I will be back in a few days."

I stared at him carefully, and saw his eyeballs rolled up, and his body was so weak that he couldn't restrain himself from falling to the side.After waiting for a while, after confirming that he was completely lethargic, I dragged him to lie down under the magnolia tree.

I tried to lick the mandala powder before, and my whole face was numb for a long time, I couldn't say a word, and my saliva was drooling.Thinking about it, the anesthetics exchanged by these four or five South Pearls would not be much worse.

It was sold to me by a profiteer with a goatee at the bank of Gantang Lake during the Shangsi Festival this year (Note 1).He said that the medicine was colorless, tasteless and soluble in water, and it was very popular during the Shangsi Festival.

Quietly asked the price, it turned out to be half a catty of gold!I stared in horror at the old orange-peeled face of the profiteer for a long time, resisting the urge to let the city officials arrest him and put him in jail, I went back to the jewelry box to dismantle the two bracelets, and went to buy them in a secret manner with pearls in my pocket.

The profiteer affectionately stroked the chubby Nanzhu for a while, and finally gave me a small package of the finished product.According to the uncle who sells mandala powder, this product works for at least one hour, and it can also guarantee the health of the person who takes it.In the end, he also wished me success in finding the person I like, cough...

Back to the place where the horse was tethered alone, I thought about it: my horse is indeed not able to run hundreds of kilometers with me.So I unhooked Laiyan's nasty horse, and gently stroked its jaw: "Hey, buddy, I'll leave it all to you this time."

I can't do such a thing as starry night and double journey, not to mention that bandits are rampant in the territory of Eastern Wu at this time, and the horse that came to Yan is not a good horse, and it has been more than ten days since it meandered to the territory of Jingzhou.

Although Jingzhou has experienced this war, it is the capital of Chu after all, and it has recovered a lot in the past two months.Entering the city from the south gate, the streets and alleys are neat and orderly. Although there are few pedestrians, it is better to have nothing at all.

Night visits and other activities are extremely popular in martial arts novels. Fortunately, I only went to the state government mansion, and Mr. Kong Ming rarely made a fuss about security and defense. I have never met a guy who can get close to Mr. Zhang without being noticed.

After nightfall, I went straight to the Yamen of Jingzhou Mansion to investigate. Seeing that the inspections in the mansion were not very strict, I hoped to find a gap to sneak in.But all my painstaking efforts were in vain. After an hour of squatting, my husband quietly appeared in the corridor.

He turned his head and looked at me, who was unkempt on the beam, and said calmly, "Why don't you come down, even the grasshoppers in the garden are starting to watch your clumsiness."

I walked down the pillar to the ground in a low voice: "Mr. is well."

"Come in and talk." He flicked his sleeve robe, motioning for me to follow.

The yard is huge, and I followed my husband three times before arriving at his house.The house was very messy, with open bamboo slips and silk silks scattered around, all of which were written in tadpole scriptures that I didn't recognize. It seems that the husband is studying his strange art of dunjia again. No wonder there is no one inside or outside the yard.

"Sir," I called out out of breath, glancing at his face from the corner of my eye.

Today, sir, he is dressed in a Taoist robe with a bamboo crown, and his complexion is not very good.

"How many times have you made your own decisions?" Mr. folded his sleeves and sat down, and I hurriedly picked up a cup of tea that was brewed on the table at an unknown time and offered it: "You drink tea."

"You really shouldn't be here in Jingzhou City...it's too eye-catching..."

"I'm sorry! I, I just want to ask you, please go and see him." I defended anxiously.

He suddenly asked: "Is he not in good health?"

Hearing his words, I immediately felt a sore nose: "He claimed that there were minor injuries to the outside world, and I thought it was true; but, but... I saw it with my own eyes a few days ago, and it was not like that at all! Sir, he wanted to talk to Cao Ren He must have suffered serious arrow wounds in that battle."

"So?" Mr. Gujing spoke calmly as he skimmed off the tea foam.

In a hurry, I stepped forward and knelt in front of him: "Sir, please go and see him quickly, you are the only one in the world who can save him."

"Zhou Guanglan." He put down the teacup, tapped the table with his index finger, "You are so ignorant, what do you want me to do with you?"

I deeply applauded: "Please punish me, sir. I have no complaints. But please save him."

"impossible."

I just felt angry: "He is no longer the fearless Du Minghan. If the wound is infected and inflamed, his illness will only get worse! Have you forgotten!"

"I'm the same as him," the gentleman bent down to pick up a stack of silk books on the ground, flipped through them with his head down, and said in a bewildered tone, "Guanglan, I'm the same as him, how could I forget..."

I saw him with a calm attitude all the time, slowly slumped down, prostrated himself on the ground, and murmured: "I can't accept losing him..."

"Remember your resolution?" he asked.

I grabbed the collar tightly: "Sir, I am willing to pay any price myself instead of losing him."

"That's one of the costs you can't even imagine." He remained calm.

I raised my head suddenly: "Sir, is there no other way? As long as there is a little possibility, we..."

"Who hasn't died, silly boy." He stretched out his hand and gently lifted the long hair on my forehead, "You have known his fate for a long time; you know mine too; we don't know yours, but One day we'll go somewhere."

I couldn't bear it anymore, and cried softly: "You are stupid, you can risk your life for the sake of responsibility! I don't agree...I don't agree, I don't allow you to do this."

I walked up to my husband on my knees: "I beg you, sir, please save him, he is my most important person, sir..."

"Silly boy." He just repeated in a low voice, and refused to let go.

"Go and see him, I beg you. I don't want him to die." I was so dizzy from crying, my mind was confused, I blurted out: "Sir, I love him, don't you love him? Please Please..."

His hand on my shoulder trembled slightly, he paused for a long time, and then said softly: "Yes, I love him, but I won't go now."

I stopped my tears suddenly, and my husband said that he "won't go now" instead of "won't go", at least there was still room for turning around.I bowed deeply to my husband: "It's my fault, please send me this time, and punish me some other day. Me, I should go back quickly now."

"Good boy," his smile didn't reach his eyes, "how could I punish you."

I randomly pulled out a handkerchief to wipe away my tears, and sniffed.

"The only thing I can do now is to ask you to take care of me." Mr.'s voice was clearly as warm and warm as the spring breeze in April, but I could hear deep sadness in it.

I thought of my oath and determination, and felt that it happened in a very distant time and space.The oath cannot be changed, even if I swear to the uncertain moon.What's more, I swear with my own blood?