Heiankyo love story

King Ma Cang Ye packed up all the utensils for breaking the curse in the house, and went out to report to Zhonggong.

Jiang Xuebian followed behind, silently updating her worldview.

Dingzi Zhonggong ordered Qing Shao Nayan to send a thank you gift, and sent King Macang Ye away. Jiang Xue hesitated for a moment, Dingzi Zhonggong saw through her hesitation, and said with a smile: "Go, sister Xue, replace me! Thank you Makura-sama. I feel much better."

"Well, leave it to me!"

Jiang Xue got the order from Sting Zi, and chased him out with peace of mind.

Dingzi Zhonggong watched the white-clothed onmyoji deliberately stop and wait, and then the two left side by side, couldn't help laughing, and said to someone hiding in the palace: "Sorry, I refuse to cooperate with you."

The blond woman jumped off the beam and said with a sneer, "You are just a middle palace in name only. If you cooperate with us, I can guarantee that you will control the harem."

"No, that's not what I want." Dingzi Zhonggong resolutely rejected the sweet temptation, "Please leave immediately, otherwise, I will call the Onmyoji to come."

"Hmph, stupid woman."

The high-nosed, deep-eyed ghost woman left such a mockery and disappeared without a trace.

Stingzi Nakamiya looked down at his hands.

She used to cling to power, thinking that she would not be able to survive without power, so it didn't matter if she sold her soul.

But now she doesn't think so anymore.

She wants more than power.

Compared with "the daughter of the Fujiwara family" and "Nakamiya", she has an identity that she wants to hold in her hands more.

"If I was kicked out of the Fujiwara family by His Royal Highness, would Sister Dingzi not recognize me as a younger sister? If Sister Dingzi is still willing to treat me as a younger sister, then even if my surname is not Fujiwara, it is just 'Jiang Xue', Sister Dingzi Would you like to see me again?"

Her sister once asked her that.

So, what about the other way around?

If she leaves the palace, abandons Fujiwara's surname, and cuts off the worldly entanglement, will her sister still want to see her again?

After solving the matter of being cursed in Dingzi Zhonggong, Jiang Xue felt a lot more relaxed, couldn't help stretching herself, and said happily: "This will be all right."

King Ma Cang Ye was not as optimistic as Jiang Xue, and hinted meaningfully: "It's just to stop the boiling."

"It's better to draw fire from the bottom of the pot than to stop the soup from boiling. It's true to treat the symptoms rather than the root cause—" Jiang Xue answered habitually, but suddenly stopped in the middle of speaking, turned her head to look at the young man beside her, and asked thoughtfully, "Ma Cang Are you deliberately using words and allusions from Han and Tang Dynasties just to accommodate me?"

Thinking about it carefully, it seems that when the two of them talked, Ma Cang Ye Wang never used those local allusions and sayings in Dongying that she was probably unfamiliar with. It is difficult for her to pick up topics, so she is very relaxed when getting along with King Ma Cangye, and she doesn't need to try her best to please him, lest she say something wrong, because she is too relaxed and comfortable, she will become more and more eager to talk to this The idea of ​​people becoming friends.

However, thinking about it the other way around, the way of getting along that is very comfortable for her, a "citizen of the Tang Dynasty", may not necessarily be the onmyoji in Ping'an Jing that feels comfortable and relaxed, right?

The influence of a country's culture on a person is deeply rooted in the bone marrow. Knowing and acting will show the imprint of culture everywhere.

For example, seeing the moon and thinking about the hometown, breaking a willow to give away people, this is a kind of cultural imprint that has become a habit, no one needs to teach it specially, people who grew up in China and Kyushu will understand these things by ear.

Culture is an invisible territory and a flowing blood.

Datang and Dongying have different historical deposits and cultural customs. Jiang Xue consciously finds it difficult to learn the unique culture of Dongying. Ma Cangye Wang does not feel uncomfortable when learning Chinese characters and studying classics from across the ocean. Is it tricky?

A person who was not born in Kyushu, China can recognize the indelible shadow of European style in her face. Even in Datang, not everyone can tell whose character she first learned.When she first wrote the greeting card, she still remembered to follow the habits of Dongying, deliberately adjust the word order structure, and avoid using too difficult and rarely used words. Later, because Ma Cang Yewang's reply was very in line with her original habits, the daily The same is true when talking, unconsciously, she forgot to "restrain".

Calligraphy is the thing that can best reflect the cultural heritage and personality. It is difficult to enter the room without being immersed in it for decades.

And this person... is just a weak crown year.

This is the so-called "genius", right?

With such a talent, he is able to be content with being ordinary, not deliberately showing off, not striving for fame and fortune, not being arrogant about his talents, and even his care for others is as undetectable as a breeze.

So tender... a genius.

It's unbelievable.

If you don't think about it carefully, maybe you really won't find it.

King Ma Cang Ye was slightly surprised when he heard this question, but he didn't answer immediately, just smiled without saying a word.

Jiang Xue came up with the answer after some thinking, and there was no need for King Ma Cang Ye to say anything. Anyway, if he answered "no", she would think that he was trying to deceive a fool, and she nodded and came to a conclusion on her own.

"Asakang-kun is such a gentle person... Speaking of which, it's really strange that Asakang-kun doesn't have many friends."

Geniuses are rare in the world, and "gentle geniuses" are even rarer. Who doesn't like to be friends with gentle geniuses?Generally speaking, such a person should have so many friends that he can count them in terms of cars.

King Ma Cang Ye laughed, and asked quite seriously: "What does Xue Ji think is a 'friend'?"

Jiang Xue was taken aback by the question, wondering if she said something wrong?

She thought for a while, citing scriptures to strengthen herself.

"Kong Yingda Shu's "Yi" said: Friends of the same family, comrades are friends. Classmates, even the same family and hometown, are natural friends who unite for benefit. Like-minded people can become friends. Because the word "friend" is often used together in later generations, the meaning is less. Distinguish, as far as I am concerned, like-minded, like-minded people are friends."

King Ma Cang Ye raised his eyebrows and smiled: "In this way, it is a great honor to be introduced as a friend by Xue Ji."

There is no way that friends suddenly use the self-proclaimed "underneath", not to mention that the previous conversations have been normal, and this sudden change, no one knows that it is intentional.

Jiang Xue knew it was a joke as soon as she heard it, and she couldn't laugh or cry immediately.

"When I didn't ask, Ma Cang-kun's habit of teasing people as soon as he got familiar with it is really no different from that old fox."

shit!

She said the word "old fox" in front of people!

Terrible -!

Is it too late to say "Lord Seimei" now?

Speaking too fast, Jiang Xue covered her mouth and hoped that King Ma Cangye didn't hear her slip of the tongue.

It's a pity that Jiang Xue's expectations like this are impossible. Even if King Ma Cang Ye didn't pay attention before, it is impossible to not know after hearing her voice.

King Macang Ye looked at Jiang Xue with a smile, and asked pretendingly puzzled, "What is the old fox's explanation?"

"..."

Cold sweat broke out on Jiang Xue's back instantly.

Ah, how to explain this...

After much deliberation, it seems that there is no allusion that can be used to fool the past.

It seems that the only way left is to stick to the end.

Jiang Xue couldn't admit that she called Abe Seimei an "old fox" in front of Asakang Ye Wang, so she could only bite the bullet and forcefully explain: "This is... um... a friend of mine in the past, although It is sixty years old, but it often behaves as naughty as a child, like a fox becoming a spirit, so it is called... er... Can Ma Cang-kun forget this word?"

Ma Cangye Wang heard that Jiang Xue actually described the Great Onmyoji Abe Qingming as a fox who became a spirit. If he hadn't taken care of his image, he would have laughed so hard.

Some people in Heianjing have already speculated about Abe Seimei's lineage. The term "White Fox" has been around for a long time, but no one has dared to say it openly for many years, let alone "Old Fox" who doesn't even have an honorific call.

However, the reason for this explanation is not entirely a lie, is it?

Forgotten friendship...?

King Macang Ye smiled, and stopped embarrassing Jiang Xue. He changed the topic and said, "Since she met the Wraith at Luocheng Gate, Xue Ji seems to be suffering from injuries. It has been a long time since she went out to look for the Son of the Dragon God." .”

"Uh..." Jiang Xue nodded helplessly, and said sadly, "In retrospect, it's true."

First, Luo Chengmen's shoulder was injured and he lay down for more than half a month, and then he lay unconscious for another ten days at the blessing feast.

And, speaking of injuries, she still has a bandage on her right hand.

"Am I guilty of Tai Sui? I'm so unlucky."

King Ma Cang Ye suppressed a smile and replied: "If Xue Ji is worried about whether she will be a lucky star, you may wish to write me the horoscope of her birthday, and I will help you look."

Jiang Xue didn't expect her casual complaint to get such a professional answer, and she was in a bad mood.

"This... this doesn't matter..."

"Even if it's not for this reason, if you want to calculate things and taboos, you still need the birth date."

Ma Cang Ye Wang paused, and said with some doubts, "Has Xue Ji never seen Wu Ji and Fang Ji?"

"..." Jiang Xue coughed a few times, and silently looked away.

King Ma Cang Ye nodded understandingly, and said with a smile: "It seems that I have never noticed it, so it's no wonder that something bad happened."

The smile at the end of the sentence is too strong, it sounds like gloating.

Jiang Xue was so startled that she immediately turned her head to look at King Ma Cang Ye.

"Your tone... doesn't sound right?"

"Oh? Did I say something wrong?" Ma Cang Ye Wang said with a smile, "I kindly want to help you read the horoscope."

Jiang Xue stared at Ma Cang Ye Wang for a few seconds and saw that the other party's expression was flawless, so she had no choice but to bow down.

She wanted to revise her evaluation of this man, a gentle genius with a dark heart and a thick face.

"...I can't remember the horoscope for a while, so I will write it to you later."

Can't remember the birthday horoscope?

Either you don't know it, or you will remember it firmly, how can you know your horoscope but can't remember it for a while?

King Ma Cangye was puzzled, but he smiled and said nothing.

Jiang Xue calculated the time. Since she started "looking for the Son of God" in Beijing, two months have passed in a hurry, and it seems that time is coming.

"The god son of Bailong... will appear in Beijing soon."

Hearing what Jiang Xue said with certainty, King Ma Cang Ye asked, "Is this what Xue Ji got from watching the stars?"

Jiang Xue recalled that Fujihime had said before that King Makang Ye asked in a letter to the Star Clan whether the alien who was about to appear was the Son of the Dragon God, and Fujiji replied yes, and immediately expressed admiration for the genuine "stargazing" skills of these two people .

As for herself...

Jiang Xuexin made a joke.

"No, this is the 'future' I dreamed about."

That's right, the whole world is like a dream, and the established destiny in the dream begins with the arrival of the White Dragon God Son.

King Ma Cang Ye frowned slightly, as if realizing something.