Rebirth of the fairy in the painting

When An Xining came back, he had a wooden box about a foot long in his hand. It was made of agarwood, with dragons and phoenixes painted on it, and gold inlaid with jade. There is a thick layer of red flannel, which is soft and warm to the touch, and it is not ordinary.

"This is it?" Zihua took the wooden box and flipped through it, full of curiosity about what An Xining was using the box for, and the merchant was also attracted by the wooden box, leaning over Zihua's shoulder to look at it, his mouth parted. He made a small circle, obviously very surprised.

After receiving attention, An Xining said slowly: "In this box, there was a thousand-year-old Polygonum multiflorum tribute from the Western Regions, but in order to participate in the business, I deliberately moved the Polygonum multiflorum out and used it as a bed for the business."

As soon as Shenshang heard that it was for him, he immediately burst into a smile, took it from Zi Hua's hand, and hugged it in his arms, smiling so hard that his teeth could not see his eyes, and then he blinked and asked, "Brother Xining, what is this wooden box?" I'm so small and I'm so big, how can I sleep in?"

As he spoke, he put on a distressed look, his round bun face was wrinkled into a ball, Xiaopang was holding the box with his hands, tears were hanging on his eyes.

"Isn't that easy?" An Xining looked at him contemptuously, "Aren't you a ginseng essence? Just turn into a ginseng and sneak in."

The merchant looked at him gratefully: "Brother Xining, you are so smart." After he finished speaking, he suddenly changed, and after the red light flashed, there was a fat baby on the bed, and a fat ginseng was added. The beard is complete, with a few green leaves on top, and a bunch of red ginseng seeds are hidden among them. As soon as he turned into a prototype, An Xining felt that the whole room was surrounded by the strong fragrance of ginseng.

Taking a deep breath, An Xining said to Zihua, "I finally believe that ginseng has a thousand and five hundred years of cultivation. Look at this ginseng fragrance."

Zi Hua chuckled: "The strong aroma of his ginseng is not only because of his age, but also because of his pure mind and the closest way to the way of heaven, so he has such an effect. If I'm not wrong, it won't be long. He should go through the robbery."

"Crossing the catastrophe?" An Xining was taken aback, "Will he become a god after crossing the catastrophe?"

"Becoming a fairy is not so easy, there is still a long way to go before participating in business."

An Xining wanted to ask Zihua how he became a fairy, and whether he had gone through all kinds of hardships, but the topic of immortality has been a tacitly taboo topic since the two got married, so he didn't dare to ask for a while.

Regardless of the conversation between the two, the merchant moved his two ginseng whiskers and jumped into the wooden box. After rolling several times in the soft and thick fleece, he said excitedly: "Brother, brother, hurry up!" Close my lid, I'm going to bed."

An Xining closed the lid before Zihua, took the wooden box and put it in the Eight Treasures Pavilion next to the bed, and when he came back, he hugged Zihua and said, "This little ginseng spirit is really stupid. We closed the lid, and I wondered if he'd let me add more fire when I put him in the pot later."

"You think too much."

"By the way, Zihua, how is the Wei Zi plant in your backyard?"

As soon as the peony was mentioned, Zihua couldn't help but sigh. At that time, he and the princess were admiring the flowers in the imperial garden with the queen. An eunuch came to report that a local official had offered two peonies, and the emperor asked him to come and present them. Queen, there is no woman who does not love flowers, so the queen immediately ordered two peonies to be sent to the imperial garden.

The two peonies sent here are famous products among peonies, namely Yao Huang and Wei Zi. They are called "kings of flowers". It opened extremely brightly.

Yao Huang's corolla is in the shape of a golden ring, the flower color is light yellow, with purple spots at the bottom, the petals overlap and embrace each other, and the stamens in the center are densely clustered against the cup-shaped petals, which is very beautiful and magnificent.Wei Zi's corolla overlaps and towers, showing a rich purple color. The outer petals are wide and thick, and the inner petals are finely folded, with few stamens. The aroma is strong and intoxicating.

Although Zihua was a man, he admired the beautiful scenery very much. Seeing that he and the princess liked it, the queen rewarded them with these two peonies, and Wei Zi belonged to Zihua.

When Wei Zi was first acquired, Zihua took care of her so attentively that she was kept inside the house for fear of being suffocated, and outside for fear of freezing, so she ran to the backyard thirteen times a day, and it took a long time to run.In the first few days, he went there happily and returned happily, but after this situation lasted for seven or eight days, Zihua’s expression began to be different. Every time he went there full of hope, he ended up with a sad face When I came back, there was no other reason. I don't know if the gardener didn't take good care of the peony, or what, not only the color of the corolla faded, but even the flowers and leaves felt sluggish.

Zihua's mood during that time can be described as overcast. All the servants in the mansion were terrified, afraid of being implicated, especially those gardeners, who were afraid that Zhengjun would be unhappy and buried them all as flower fertilizer. After all, this is a tribute, and it was bestowed by the queen herself.

But the expected anger did not come, and when they were cheering for the kindness, generosity and courtesy of Zhengjun, they didn't know that the gentle and gentle Zhengjun in their minds had already tossed a lot, but it was not them who tossed, but their lord.

Zihua's personality is divided into two poles. He is always polite and calm in front of strangers, but he is arrogant and awkward in front of familiar people, and has a little temper. Therefore, Zihua, who is unhappy with Wei Zi's matter, can't When he took his anger out on others, he tossed An Xining in different ways.

Poor An Xining was implicated innocently. In the middle of the night, when he was sleeping soundly, he was slapped awake by Zihua. When he woke up with sleepy eyes and thought that something had happened to Zihua, he said with a sad face: "Tell me, why? I just can't keep that Wei Zi plant alive?"

An Xining almost knelt down for him, and called him back from Zhou Gong in the middle of the night, just to ask him why the flower died?After being woken up by him a few times like this, the Wei Zi plant did not die, he died first, and the cause of death was lack of sleep!

"In ancient times, there was a saying about the shameful flowers of the closed moon. I think Wei Zi died because he saw that Zihua was too beautiful to bloom in front of you."

Zi Hua laughed angrily at his answer, and slapped An Xining on the back, and most of the sleepy bugs who caused An Xining ran away, yelling: "You hit me again, you agreed not to hit me. "

"Who told you not to answer my question seriously."

An Xining was about to cry, he was not a gardener, how could he know why the peony died, all he knew was that he wanted to sleep very much now!

But Zihua didn't hear his voice, and sat alone on the bedside talking about the cause of death he guessed, and was especially willing to share it with An Xining, as soon as he noticed signs of drowsiness, he would wake him up immediately, and then continued His speculations and plans.

God knows that at that time An Xining would go to the study to study his little coloring book during the day, and at night he would be tortured by the quilt painting, so that the dark circles under his eyes would hang on his cheeks.The servants in the mansion talked a lot, they all said that Zheng Jun was too enthusiastic, he must have been pestering him all night, and it seemed that his prince was tired out of shape.

So the loyal little Yantai ordered the kitchen to change ways to supplement his prince, what deer whip and tiger whip took turns to fight, An Xining, who was eating straight, had a rising sun fire, his whole body was hot, and he almost saw the sub-picture that he couldn't eat Nosebleeds before, can't be more heartbroken.

Now that this Wei Zi plant was mentioned by An Xining again, Zi Hua's expression suddenly sank, and he threw himself on the bed and buried his head in the quilt, unwilling to face this cruel fact.

An Xining laughed and dug Zihua out of the pile of quilts, put his chin on the top of his hair and said, "Zihua, I have a way to bring your Wei Zi plant back to life."

"Really?" Zi Hua raised his head abruptly, An Xining kowtowed unexpectedly, grinning in pain, Zi Hua was also a little embarrassed, looking at him apologetically.

Seeing him like this, An Xining's anger dissipated completely, hugged him and "chirped" on his lips, Zihua didn't dare to hide, so he could only endure it like this, and then he muttered and asked : "What can you do to get rid of Wei Zi?"

An Xining pointed to Babao Pavilion with a ghostly smile: "Isn't there a thousand-year-old ginseng essence? I don't believe that Wei Zi can't survive if I pour it with ginseng soup every day."

Zi Hua turned cold all of a sudden: "An Xining, what are you thinking?"

An Xining knew that he had misunderstood, and hurriedly explained: "Am I that kind of person? What I said is to use ginseng soup, but there is another way, and it will definitely not hurt the ginseng business, no, it won't hurt him at all. Root ginseng."

Early the next morning, when Zi Hua opened the box of Agarwood, a red light shot out from the box, fell to the ground and turned into a white and fat little boy, and he stood there without speaking for a long time , rubbing his eyes with his hands, his cheeks were bulging, and he looked unhappy.

"What's wrong with Shangshang, didn't you sleep last night?" Zi Hua asked with concern.

"Hmm." The merchant nodded aggrievedly.

"But the box is so small, are you not used to sleeping?"

"No," Shangshang shook his head, "The inside of the box is very good, but when I was in the middle of sleep, there was a strange sound. It kept humming. It seemed that someone was crying, but it didn't seem like it. It rang for a long time. I can not sleep."

As soon as Canshang's words fell, Zihua's face was already swollen into a red egg. He tried his best to restrain himself so as not to beat An Xining up, and he said that he couldn't do it last night, that cheeky guy had to... had to , is simply shameless.

"An Xining!"

An Xining on the bed already knew that a catastrophe was imminent, so he didn't argue, and obediently lowered his head to bear Zihua's ensuing anger.

"Go to the study for me and copy the family rules a hundred times! Don't let anyone else write them for you, or I will let you stay alone at night!"

This punishment is simply too heavy, you must know that this pen is heavier than ten knives for King Ning, but the daughter-in-law is the biggest in the world, An Xining not only wants to accept the order, but also accepts it with tears of gratitude.