Beautiful as a flower in the escape book [Unlimited Stream]

Fang Cangmo:

It happened to be winter when I followed my master to Dayou, the sky was full of snow, and the dry cold wind made my hands full of cracks, blood oozing out one by one, the master was unmoved and continued to urge me Help him pour the chamber pot.

I was born cheap, and my master gave me a bite to eat, and I have been following him until now.

The master said that the emperor of Dayou had been searching for immortals for several years, and we, master and apprentice, could just find a good job.

The master is a casual cultivator, who has no family or sect, and has completed Qi training. He is just a passer-by in the world of monasticism where the strong walk everywhere.

I followed him, and never learned any real spells. I got up early every day to clean up and then meditate and practice. The days were boring, but I was alive anyway.

If he can't be a big shot in the world of cultivation, the master wants to go to the world to enjoy the glory and wealth.The disciples of the famous schools have always disdained the mortal countries. Those places have thin spiritual energy, and cultivating Taoism is like sailing against the current. After staying in the mortal world for a long time, if the cultivation base does not advance, it will retreat. In addition, the mortal world is turbid, and immortals are different, which interferes with the rise and fall of the human race and easily causes Heaven has punished them, so even aspiring ascetics are not willing to come to the mortal world for a while, how can they not save the world of mortals!Why do you want to run to the world!

I am an abandoned child picked up by Master. When I was young, I made a living by stealing money in the market with other street children.

The master said that my talent is mediocre, and I think so, the master knows magic at least, and the most important use of the zhenqi I get from meditating every day is to warm up my body.

On the day we arrived at the Dayou Imperial Palace, the emperor came out to greet us in person, and it was logical that Master was honored as the national teacher.

Compared with the ordinary Taoist priests, no matter what the master said, he was a hundred times stronger than them.

I followed Master, but in just one day, I became the "Master Xiaofang" that the dignitaries desperately wanted to please.

The emperor built a star observatory, and Master and I made up a few prophecies every day and handed them to the emperor.I have only learned the superficial aspect of looking at each other, but it is enough to fool people.

One day, I met the emperor on behalf of my master, and I met Concubine Chu for the first time.

Holding a teacup, she slowly blew the floating tea leaves on it. She had a gentle and elegant appearance, and she was tall and distant in a white dress. When she saw me coming in, she just lowered her head and sipped, the mist drifting away, her eyebrows and eyes Dimly, she quietly listened to me talking to the emperor.

On the contrary, the emperor was enthusiastic and proactive. After listening to what I said, he said to Concubine Chu: "This little Taoist priest is the apprentice of Taoist Hemei."

I was wearing a bun and wearing a black and white Taoist uniform.He is not considered soft and beautiful, but the master said that it is convenient for boys to walk in the world, so he has been learning to speak in a male voice.

In this huge palace, Master and I are the guests of honor, so naturally no one would have the audacity to search our bodies.

Concubine Chu raised her eyes and glanced at me when she heard the sound, with a smile on her lips: "So this is Master Xiaofang."

Her voice was as cold as the cold spring water in the mountains. When she looked at me, the thoughtful thought in her eyes made my hair stand on end and my brows twitched.

"Concubine Chu has a headache for the past few days." The emperor said, "The national teacher said that you know acupuncture and moxibustion medicine, why don't you help Concubine Chu take a look."

I answered "yes", but because I didn't bring any equipment today, I decided to go to Concubine Chu's palace the next day to help her feel the pulse.

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Concubine Chu.

I went back and inquired about her life carefully, and found out that she was born in a family, she was the eldest daughter of a concubine, she was always noble, and she was already a famous talented woman in Dayou before she entered the palace.

What about a talented woman?

Isn't it still about marrying a wife, living in this eerie Sangong Sixth Courtyard, and sharing her husband with countless people.

……

When I saw her again, she had just come out of the shower, wearing only a thin undergarment that looked like a layer of gauze, her slender fingers curled up a strand of hair, and she smiled faintly. , and then go back to the room to change clothes.

There is a faint fragrance in her bedroom, and there are no servants left behind.

Fortunately, otherwise, if I walk here as a man, I'm afraid there will be some rumors.

I am uneasy here. When she came out, her eyebrows were drooping, her face was plain, without any makeup, and she seemed a little cold and indifferent.

I felt her pulse and gave her needles, trembling with fear.

For some reason, I was a little afraid of her. Sometimes she smiled and called me "Master Xiaofang", I didn't feel happy, but just scared. The shadow in her eyes was indifferent, as if she could see through me.

"Master Xiao Fang." Concubine Chu asked me, her voice was ethereal, like the lingering sound of a dusty guqin lightly plucked on the strings, gently listening, "Where are you from?"

"Qingzhao Country, Jinwu Village." I told her that there is a remote small town in the mortal world, far away from Dayou, where there is no harsh winter like Dayou, and every day is warm.

I come every three days, and she asks me some questions, and I tell her one by one.

Tell her about the scorching sun in Qingzhao Country, tell her about the endless wilderness, tell her about the strange stories of mountains and fields, and about the frivolous swordsmen in the monastic world;

Also tell her what I have eaten, the stew made of a pile of messy food on the roadside, the fudge that is so sweet that it can melt on the tip of the tongue, the roasted lamb chops in the grassland, a domineering smell, mixed with fishy and spicy The taste of the seasoning will make your mouth full, and there are fresh and crisp green bamboo shoots. A small section can burst out ample juice when biting between the teeth, and it will instantly overflow the mouth.

She listened carefully, and then asked some relevant detailed questions. When she heard that Master and I were robbed by robbers in the wild, she would even frown when she heard the danger, and let out a sigh of relief after the danger was saved.

Later, after I got along with her for a long time, the initial fear gradually subsided, and I just felt a little pity. If possible, I really wanted to take her out to have a look.

Most of the women in Dayou, or in other words, most of the women in the mortal world plan their lives as clearly as a well-cultivated official path, straight and clear. When they reach the age to marry, have children, have children, and have children... until they can no longer reproduce, there is no other possibility. .

Sometimes I watch her write, her hands are magnificent and beautiful in small letters, flat and smooth, like the life plan she showed me, there will be nothing out of the ordinary.

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Chu Li:

Recently, the national teacher is in the limelight, and my father sent a message asking me to find a way to get online with the national teacher as soon as possible, so that I can regain the favor.

The Chu family is no different than ten years ago, my father carefully planned to send me into the palace, but I have not been able to conceive, the family has urged me many times, and all kinds of methods have been used, but none of them have worked.

Sometimes when I think about it, the talent and fame I passed on when I was young has become a burden.

Now they talk about me, they don't talk about my articles and Fu, they only blame me for my lack of energy, soaked in words, but I can't even do my job as a woman.

When I first met Fang Cangmo, I was chatting with His Majesty.

When the little Taoist priest came in, there was snow falling on her bun, and the black and white Taoist uniform looked a bit loose on her body, with empty sleeves, she walked with her head held high, and bowed her head in a dignified salute.

I looked at her curiously.The little Taoist has red lips, white teeth, straight back, neither humble nor overbearing, quite a bit of youthful spirit.

I listened carefully to her words, remembering that when I was young I sneaked out and pretended to be a man, and I also acted in the same way, and observed her movements, and I had a faint guess in my heart.

She came to see me again, and I tested her again. Seeing her embarrassed and shy appearance, my heart softened for a moment, and I stopped persecuting her, but I already had the answer in my heart.

I have my plan, and I don't want to expose her, I hold her handle, but seeing her focus on giving me needles, I can't say the threatening words for a while.

I realized that she might be afraid of me, so I calmed down and chatted with her.

She is a very talkative person, maybe she has been in the dull palace for a long time, so she turned out the story of her experience and told me carefully. Can not have too willful.

I have never seen the breeze and moon and the quiet spring in the empty valley that she said with my own eyes. I only know that if I really obey her words and leave the palace, I will be caught and sold to the Liuxiang song hall by the gangsters on the road.

Leaving the palace?

How to leave?

Strict guards, cumbersome rules.

I am not a fairy, I live in a rich family, and I am much luckier than ordinary daughters, so I naturally have to take on the responsibility of supporting the family.

"What's your name?" She asked me with a smile, "Let me do a fortune-telling for you."

I hesitated and told her my boudoir nickname.

"Pear? The pear from Pear Blossom?"

"Farewell, farewell." I told her, feeling that the meaning was not good, so I stopped talking and stopped talking.

She looked at me carefully for a while, pinched her fingers and counted for a long time, and then her eyes lit up: "You are a wealthy man! The future is bright and everything goes well!"

I don't believe her fate.

I don't even believe in her master.If there really are immortals in the world, why make the world so unfair?

The observatory is just a place where the master and apprentice play tricks to trick His Majesty into being happy.

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The emotions of young people are always extraordinarily warm.

"Your Majesty has been resting in Concubine Li's Palace recently." She told me happily, this seemed to be a good thing for her, and the young man's open mouth was completely exposed after getting acquainted, "There is always a strange thing about him." taste."

The old Taoist made alchemy, and the elixir smelled strong and smelly, but it did have a miraculous effect on intercourse. His Majesty was a little addicted to it, and always took several pills beforehand.

She said I looked Qinggao, not easy to get close to.

how can that be possible?

His Majesty likes noble women, but it would be interesting to have such a woman in his palm, and it would only annoy him if he could not touch her.

Palace people are masters who follow the wind. The first palace is depressed, and the servants are tired and unwilling to do things, but the world is cold, so no wonder they are.

Now that His Majesty likes Concubine Li, my place is deserted, and she is the only one who walks around with her status as a national teacher and apprentice, and visits me in my palace from time to time.

"You don't like your Majesty coming to my palace?"

When she heard me asking her, her ears turned red, she lowered her head and said in a muffled voice for a while, "I tell you, don't tell others."

She looked around to make sure there was no one there, then she approached carefully, and put it next to her ear, her warm breath tickled her:

"I don't like His Majesty. He's dirty."

The author has something to say:

I haven't written ancient style for a long time, and I won't write anymore.