Vol 2 Chapter 29: Mitama Geniso

The sky is bright, and it is new morning
After breakfast, Gu Yunxi and Qing'er left the Admiral's Mansion and wandered the street.
After getting up early, Gu Yunxi tried to make "Jiaozhuli" again. Blend a little salt and powder with well water to try to imitate the saltiness of pear rain. Regrettably, in the end, the butternut steamed out of the stove is like syrup, completely unformed.
Ever since, the experiment failed again.
Gu Yunxi was already upset, so he ordered Qinger to change into men's clothes and accompany her on the street for a relaxing stroll.
Every time I walked through a street, every time I passed a restaurant or tea house, Gu Yunxi would ask the shopkeeper whether there are pear rains to sell.
The people who heard it shook their heads frequently, and some people even looked strangely at Gu Yunxi's master and servant, and gave him weird eyes.
Pear rain, understood literally, is the spring rain sweet (dew) that falls from the sky during the blooming season of pear blossoms, but it is extremely precious and rare.
As the end of March is approaching, the pear trees are not blooming before Qingming. Even if a few days later, when the flowering period comes before and after Qingming, who can guarantee that in that short period of time, God will surely rain (dew)?
Therefore, Liyu's requirements are indispensable for the right time and place.
I have visited more than a dozen blocks unknowingly. The morning has passed, and the master and servant are so tired that it is convenient for a tea shed to rest on the side of the road.
Gu Yunxi was full of sorrow (color) and his eyes were dull, staring at the big bowl of tea on the table silently. There is a mess in my mind, thinking about it, but I can't open the shadow of Jiaozhuli.
The blended well water can't make a shaped cheese, but it can be replaced with ordinary well water, but the cheese produced does not taste right.
How is this good?
Qing'er saw it from the side, and couldn't help but chatter:
"Our girl is the truth. People say you want to do it yourself, so you have to do it yourself. How can't you ask Cheng Qianhu to find someone in the palace? The aunts in the Tosi kitchen make something unique and give it to him. Qinghaoren's gone. She also didn't see the sky following you behind. How did you know that the thing did not come from your hands?"
Gu Yunxi raised his eyes dullly, and saw Qing'er's straightforward and innocent energy across the table, and he felt that this girl was also cute.
Gu Yunxi suppressed the irritability, smiled gently, and patiently explained to her:
"I thought about this a long time ago. There is no one in our palace, but right now the East Factory is in danger, and countless eyes are all staring at us. Can the palace not be disturbed without disturbing the palace. After waiting, if I I have to make Yu Zhaoyi the unsimilar Jiaozhuli, so I have to trouble Yu Zhaoyi again. Let her bring a fine dish from the restaurant to Fu Danqing with her own name."
Qing'er blinked, her eyes (color) turned slightly, as if thoughtful, a little worried (exposed) on her round and white face.
"Girl, how can you be sure that we have a portrait, so we can definitely find someone with the same appearance as in the portrait? What if all three of them are broken by the bad guys? Aren't we busy working for a long time?"
This is not because Qinger thought too much. In fact, the same concerns always existed in Gu Yunxi's heart.
However, right now, there are not many Fanzi outside the East Factory who still have freedom of movement and lack of manpower. Although the method Gu Yunxi came up with was stupid, it was the best plan for those people.
Gu Yunxi smiled bitterly, took a bowl of hot tea, and then said:
"The girls in the Gongyuan are not only outstanding in their artistic skills, but they are a symbol of the best. Compared with their talents, the face is their capital. If you lose the picture, even if you have a strange skill, you are no longer worthwhile. Instead of trying to break them. Selling at a discount is better than directly (killing sha) and worry-free. Anyway, they all have a record of the case, and it is always troublesome. No one wants to get angry because of them."
Qinger understood clearly, nodded, looked at Gu Yunxi's condensed and graceful melon face, and smiled lightly:
"Indeed, seeing our girl is such a spirited figure, I know the women in the Gongyuan how much their looks are!"
Gu Yunxi was startled by the praise of the little maid in disguise, and then blushed, slightly annoyed:
"Dead girl, the more out of shape!"
Qinger couldn't help laughing "Haha".
Gu Yunxi looked far away, his eyes became empty, and his emotional voice filled with melancholy:
"As long as there is perseverance and carefulness, I think, from the left, one of these three people will always be rescued! Only the witness can prove that the spring banquet has nothing to do with our governor. In this way, the East Factory can be as soon as possible. Lift the suffering of the siege of the Forbidden Army."
After listening to Qing'er, her expression suddenly changed, her eyes slightly lowered, showing a little sadness:
"I really hope to find those three people soon... It's been nearly 20 days, and there is no news from the guards, Xiao Shen... I won't see each other for a long time..."
Compared with Su Ri's voice, Qing'er's son's voice is not loud this time. When the second half of the sentence came, the tone (color) became more and more faint as smoke.
Gu Yunxi was only a small square table away from her, not too far, so he could hear her very clearly.
Immediately, Gu Yunxi's eyes widened, and his delicate facial features suddenly condensed an extremely unbelievable expression, and screamed in surprise.
"No way! Qing'er, you... are you looking at my brother Xiaoshen?! When did it happen?"
"Oh, girl, keep your voice down!"
Qinger was shy and innocent, with a flushed face, and she complained embarrassingly.
"..."
Gu Yunxi calmed down at this moment and looked around, and saw that the other tables in the tea shed were dumbfounded, staring directly at her and Qing'er, with different expressions on their faces, full of doubts, shocks and surprises. Solution of (color).
Gu Yunxi instantly realized that he and Qing'er were both women disguising themselves as men and going out. The two voices shouted just now, which is not difficult to make people doubt.
Gu Yunxi panicked and drank all the tea in the bowl, took out a few copper plates and threw them on the table, pulling up Qing'er and ran.
Waiting for those weird glances, the two of them recovered.
Gu Yunxi turned to look at Qing'er and thought:
These two pairs are pretty good! Myself and the Supervisor, my own maid and the close guard of the Supervisor.
So she smiled brilliantly:
"Alright, you can't stay with me forever. Wait
When you grow up in two years, I will talk to the governor and Uncle Cheng, and I will point you to Brother Xiao Shen. "
Qinger was silent, her face (color) flushed again, and she shyly lowered her head and stopped speaking.
There are more and more pedestrians on the road, bustling and crowding.
Gu Yunxi discovered at this moment that the street they were on was lined with shops, and there were obviously more retail stalls than the few streets they had just passed. No wonder it attracted a large number of tourists.
"Weird, what day is it today?"
"Girl, it's fifteen today, and the royal Taoist temple "Pengxianguan" is in front of it. Every year before Qingming, every fifteenth, the Taoist temple opens its gates to welcome pilgrims from all over the world. The national teacher Yu Xuanji will visit Taoist temple and open the altar."
When living in Gongyuan, Gu Yunxi almost lived a life of isolation and news. Today, little is known about what Qinger dictated. After listening to her, he was not very interested.
After a short walk, the two masters and servants followed the crowds wandering like a crucian carp, and they had already reached the boundary of Pengxianguan.
This place is worthy of being a royal Taoist temple!
Not even close to the main entrance, a few miles away, the Zhu Wall was towering tall and the glazed tiles were bright and yellow. Looking closely, each glazed tile has a flying dragon carved on the edge, majestic and lifelike. The carvings are exquisite to the winding dragon, and each small scale has clear texture. It is everywhere and it is different from other Taoist temples, and it is contaminated with the glory and style of the royal nobles.
Raising your head, looking over the shining glazed tile wall, you can see the exquisite buildings, standing solemnly and orderly. The towering old trees are lush and lush, rows and clusters, like emerald clouds, which are connected between the buildings and the halls, and become a full of vermilion, which is extremely eye-catching decoration.
Near the red wall, there are occasionally a few branches of ancient trees, and the thin branches that are bent down by the new dense young leaves hang shamely on the glazed tiles. The breeze blows, the emerald (color) is mottled, and on the red wall and the adjacent clean road, a group of living shadows grows, constantly undulating with the rhythm of the leaves.
Seemingly fascinated by the whirling scenery, after a moment of walking, Qinger's sudden whim, grabbed Gu Yunxi's arm, her brows were flying, and her expression was delighted:
"Girl, let's also enter the Taoist temple to play!"
Gu Yunxi was so excited to see Qing'er, he didn't want to disappoint her. But at this moment, the Jiaozhuli in her head turned happily, and the flashing pictures made her headache.
Gu Yunxi's eyes darkened and shook his head:
"Farewell, let's go forward, there is still business to be done!"
"Good girl, please! Qing'er hasn't been on the street for a long time. Today is a rare fifteen. The market is lively, let's play for a while!"
Gu Yunxi saw that she was really pitiful, and after thinking about it, he nodded and agreed:
"Well, let's play for a while, and then go to the street in front to see if there are any other restaurants or tea houses."
"Good! Thank you girl!"
Qing'er's eyes shone with joy, like brilliant stars, shining constantly at Gu Yunxi.
Gu Yunxi sank his face and chattered:
"Say that you have been out many times, and you can't call me'Prince'..."
Before a sentence was over, the person was grabbed by the anxious Qing'er by his arm, turned to the right, and moved towards the outer door of Pengxianguan.
The heads are crowded and dense, and the back of the head is slowly swaying everywhere in the field of vision. Gu Yunxi can't fully understand the appearance of this imperial Taoist temple. He only feels that he is surrounded by green pines and verdant cypresses. , The whole body was blessed by a breath of solemnity.
Gu Yunxi walked slowly, feeling the unusual breath quietly, and said inwardly:
This breath that can make admirers come to watch and worship, and then awe in awe, is not only the Taoist atmosphere condensed by the devotion of many believers and the enlightenment of the practitioners, but also, it should be contaminated by it. The word "Royal" shows the majestic and magnificent atmosphere.
Patience (sexual xing), the two masters and servants followed the middle of the slowly moving crowd, moving step by step, and finally entered the main hall.
The main shrine is enshrined in the statues of the patriarchs of the Three Qing dynasties. All of them are charitable and peaceful, so that when the first benevolent men and women pay their respects, they feel a sense of reverence.
There is a long-striped nanmu incense case under the shrine, and a zbb is placed on the case. Since this person is the master of the dynasty, he should be someone next to the emperor.
Yu Xuanji's deep eyes fixed on Gu Yunxi, who looked embarrassed and shapeless, and opened his mouth, a sweet sound like a bell banging and jade:
"I don't know the son, can you still recognize the poor way?"
Gu Yunxi was awkward, unable to answer. She only felt that the voice of the person in front of her was familiar, whether she had seen it or where she had seen it, she had no impression at all.
Yu Xuanji bent her eyes, and if she smiled lightly, she casually reminded her:
"In the Baohe Hall of the Imperial Palace at the beginning of March, Pan Dao had a relationship with the son."
"!"
Gu Yunxi was surprised, and then he remembered that when the Spring Banquet had happened, he was under the control of Ming Lan in Baohe Hall. Later, a person raised his voice in time, asking the emperor to move to the Daolu, so as to save her from being punished twice.
Gu Yunxi woke up like a dream, only to blame himself for being too slow, and hurriedly bowed his hand to Yu Xuanji:
"Disrespect, disrespect! I am clumsy in the next, and have no intention of offending the national teacher, please forgive me."
Yu Xuanji waved her hand, smiling lightly:
"The son doesn't have to be like this. That day, the son was not afraid of rights and dangers, and loyal to defend the Lord's actions, which really admired Poor Dao. Although Poor Dao was not a regent, he had some personal relations with Dongchang Leng Governor. Time is near Qingming. , Daolu and Pengxianguan in the palace are busy, so it is inconvenient to visit the Admiral’s Mansion. I wonder how Lord Leng’s injury is now?"
"Xianchang rest assured, the superintendent is in good condition, and in about ten days, he will be able to walk around."
Gu Yunxi's answer was generous.
"That's the best..."
Yu Xuanji nodded happily, and then turned around:
"Today I was fortunate enough to have a question in the view of the son, and I came to help one or two. I don't know the son, do you mind signing the hexagram to the poor road for viewing?"
"……it is good……"
Gu Yunxi was slightly hesitant, and still presented the hexagrams with both hands to Yu Xuanji.
I want to come to the Ribaohe Temple to have him secretly help. This person's face is cool and there is no evil, so he shouldn't be a dangerous person.
Yu Xuanji lowered his sight and looked at the subject of the signature:
"Nuwa Refining Stone"
Raising the corner of his eyebrows lightly, he turned over the hexagrams and silently read the unsigned words on the back:
"The needle was lost in a ship in the past, but now it is still looking for it in the sea. If the original needle is found, it will take time and effort."
Gu Yunxi focused on Yu Xuanji's white face. Seeing him being silent for a long time, his delicate pink (thin bao) lips embraced an arc of estranged laughter, and he couldn't help but feel helpless, and asked timidly:
"Dare to ask Xianchang, what's the answer to this sign?"
Yu Xuanji finally raised his head, his eyes fixed on the uneasy Gu Yunxi, describing the cunning question:
"My son, are you really asking about marriage?"
"Exactly!"
"This is a sign, a big omen!"
Obviously it was just winning the lottery.
"This... how could this..."
Gu Yunxi didn't know that he had been coaxed by him, and his face (color) was pale immediately, and his eager and aggrieved little expression fell in the eyes of others, and he had a coquettish posture that was unclear.
Qing'er raised her eyebrows, and her shrewd and sharp eyes approached Yu Xuanji, shouting:
"You Taoist priest, don't talk about it!"
Yu Xuanji sneered, his look (color) was slightly ridiculous:
"Practitioners do not slander. This sign says'find a needle in a haystack, a sign of hard work,' and the sign is exactly'Nuwa's stone'.
Nüwa gods, exhausted their soul refinement, replenishing the sky stone and harming themselves. If you want fame and fortune, it’s better to say, but the son asks about the marriage of a pair of people, and the hexagram is like, the lighter is divided between the two, while the more serious..."
"How?!" Gu Yunxi was so nervous that his pupils suddenly shrank, and asked urgently.
Yu Xuanji walked a few steps straight, leaning slightly, his young, handsome but insensitive face was only away from Gu Yunxi's frightened and sad face.
The eyes opened wide, and the bright eyes seemed to reach the depths of her body and mind in an instant, and see through her soul.
The unvoiced tone was solemn and severe, and Yu Xuanji said each word clearly and thoroughly:
"Among the two, one of them died, dying!"
Gu Yunxi was so shocked that his fingers trembled, "　　" stepped back two steps, dripping with cold sweat, like a shower of violent waves. It was obviously extremely difficult to accept this result.
"No... how could this..."
She raised her hand anxiously, wiped her sweaty forehead on the back of her hand. The red rope on his wrist moved slightly, and the two delicate golden beans slammed into each other, which firmly affected Yu Xuanji's sight.
The cold dim light passed through the deep eyes, he smiled lightly and asked:
"I don't know which celebrity girl the son is fancy, why is he so anxious?"
Qing'er rolled him hard and grabbed her girl:
"Let's go, don't stay in this ghost place anymore, then go to find Liyu!"
Behind him, Yu Xuanji's eyes flashed with a hint of light, and suddenly asked loudly:
"The son is looking for the sweetness (dew) of the sky during the pear blossom season? There is this thing in the poor Taoist temple."
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