Lin'an Never Night

Chapter 168 She, Descended to Earth (Fourth update, asking for monthly tickets)
The evening breeze of West Lake becomes gentle unconsciously, just like the night under the bright moonlight, dreamy and beautiful.

Shishi finally touched the rainbow that she had always dreamed of. The fairy who had come down to earth suddenly understood the benefits of returning to heaven.

The trembling hand touched the wine jug that was the same color as the moon, as if wanting to drink another glass of wine.

But when she touched the wine jug, it suddenly lost its support and rolled into the lake.

Carrying a tin pot, I visited the West Lake. The tin pot fell into the West Lake. What a pity!

A tin kettle, no trace left from then on, as if it had never existed.

In the early morning, when the sun rose again, a patch of green grass lying on the lakeside stubbornly held up its body and stretched out its emerald green branches.

The dew on the crushed leaves turned red, but that was not the color of sunlight.

The sunlight shines obliquely from afar, and at the end of the sunlight is a huge sun.

There are some white sails under the morning sun.

Those were the early rising fishermen, rowing their small boats, casting their nets diligently on the lake, striving for a new day's catch.

The sunlight shone on the lake surface closer to the white sail, and the waves sparkled like gems that were constantly shaken.

Water birds were playing again in the shallow waters of West Lake, among the jade-like lotus leaves. Occasionally, a fat fish would leap up from the lake, devour the petals of the lotus, and then dive back into the emerald green water, leaving behind ripples.

The breeze blows gently, carrying the freshness of the lake water and the fragrance of the grass and trees, flowing gently.

The trees by the lake swayed gently in the breeze, the leaves rustled, and the birds chirped happily at this time, as if telling each other the story of the night.

……

When daybreak came, Yang Yuan, who returned to the temple together, still felt as if in a dream.

He still didn't understand why something like that happened last night.

Do you regret it?
Of course not.

When Miss Shishi, who is like a fairy queen, is willing to transform into a demon girl, which man will not be conquered by her?

Yang Yuan is not such a pretentious person. What happened has happened. Being a responsible person, he is already thinking about how to resettle the people.

Li Shishi leaned lazily on his chest, her fingers gently drawing circles on his chest.

Her eyes and brows were relaxed, like a flower that had been blown by the spring breeze all night.

Last night, he walked all over the mountains and rivers, and for a moment, she almost thought she was going to die.

But...it really makes me want to die.

She chose to go to the lake last night, not because she had any special hobbies, nor because she was worried about being overheard by Chen Erniang.
The only reason she chose to stay by the lake was because she didn't like the bamboo couch in the monastery, which would squeak when she moved a little.

She is a little woman who lives a very delicate life and values ​​life experience the most.

Therefore, even though she was back in his abode and lying on his chest, she was not afraid at all.
She is a woman who dares to do and take responsibility.

"What are you thinking about, little rascal?"

Shishi asked him in a whisper, her voice so soft that it made people's hearts melt into candy.

Yang Yuan felt a little itchy in his chest and grabbed her soft hand: "I just feel... like I'm dreaming. Why would the Madam favor me?"

Li Shishi chuckled and said lazily, "I heard everything you said to Dan Niang at 'Shuiyunjian' that day. I thought about it carefully and felt that you were right. Shishi has never been attracted to anyone in her life, but since she is attracted to you, I naturally don't want to miss out."

"How can Madam know that you have fallen in love with me?"

Li Shishi grabbed his hand and pressed it against her chest, and she could hear a clear and strong heartbeat from inside.

"It told me!"

Li Shishi looked at Yang Yuan and said lovingly.

Yang Yuan pondered for a moment and said solemnly: "I don't think this necessarily means that you have fallen in love with me."

"How to say?"

"Once upon a time, there was a woman named Zhang Ailing. She said..."

Yang Yuan whispered something in her ear, causing her pretty face to turn red. She pinched and twisted her delicate jade fingers, and said in a heart-wrenching and coquettish voice: "You little rascal, you are talking nonsense again."

Yang Yuan made a bitter face and said, "Can you please stop saying small?"

"No, you little brat, do you still want to act like a senior to me?"

Others matured overnight, but she seemed to do the opposite and became innocent.

"I'm not young!"

"Little guy!" Li Shishi made a face at him.
"My brother is invincible!"

"Tsk, who can't blow the conch shell?"

As Shishi spoke, she gently tapped the back of his foot with her toes to tease him, with a seductive look in her eyes.

Yang Yuan could no longer bear it and decided to rise up in rebellion.

When Shishi saw this, she immediately begged for mercy and dared not play with fire again. The Yunluo Path had just been opened, so how could she tolerate anyone so reckless as to act recklessly?

Yang Yuan decided to quit while he was ahead and told her about his plan.

Women at this time are very sensitive and fragile, so he has to be careful.

"Shishi, right now, I can't find a place for you. You have to live outside for the time being..."

After only hearing half of the sentence, Li Shishi opened her eyes wide in surprise: "I have my own house in Renmeifang, why do I need you to move me in?"

Yang Yuan was stunned, and said hesitantly: "We...we are not..."

"So what?" Li Shishi got up, gathered up her scattered Taoist robes, sat down in front of the dressing table, and began to comb her hair as if nothing had happened: "What I did was just to avoid regretting it in my life. But I'm so old now, can I still stay by your side?"

Yang Yuan sat up, listened to her old-fashioned words, and looked at her true face in the mirror.

The girl in the mirror had transformed into a young girl of about twenty-four or twenty-five overnight.

"I don't need you to take care of me. I don't live in your house, and I don't want you to spend money on me. But..."

Li Shishi twisted her slender waist and turned her face again. The charm between her eyebrows and eyes was amazingly charming:
"When I want you to accompany me, you have to come!"

……

On August 15th, this energetic day, Yang Yuan finally packed his bags and reported to the Privy Council.

He went there alone.

The evidence that Zhao Qu fabricated for him was obtained through the channels of hawkish officials who secretly supported Zhao Yuan.

Of course, it is not convenient for Zhao Qu or Fei Tianlu to show up.

The Privy Council was heavily guarded. It was Yang Yuan's first time there, and he did not have a Privy Council badge. The soldiers guarding the gate did not recognize him, so they checked him extra carefully.

In the gatehouse, he was first searched, and then his certificate and transfer order were checked.

After everything was confirmed to be correct, a soldier from the Privy Council took him to the signing room of Qin Hui, the Privy Councilor.

Qin Hui, 37 years old, is in the prime of his life, but his eldest son is now the top scholar in the imperial examination.

Qin Hui was a Jinshi in the 12th year of Shaoxing. He started as a secretary, then a junior secretary, then a minister of the Ministry of Rites, then a direct scholar, then a Hanlin scholar...

It can be said that he has always followed the civil service route.

In fact, there were many civil servants who were skilled in martial arts or proficient in military tactics, but Qin Hui had never dabbled in either of these.

He is a pure man of letters.

When Yang Yuan first saw this person, his first impression was that he was a scholar who spent all day researching among piles of old papers.

However, Yang Yuan certainly would not be paralyzed by his appearance.

Having been trained by Qin Hui for so many years, it is impossible for him to be a pure nerd.

However, he obviously does not have the ability to stand on his own. Some things require talent.

If Qin Hui had not supported him from behind, with his talent, he would never have been able to sit in the position of Privy Councilor.

"Yang Yuan?"

"The humble position is here."

"sit down."

"There is no place for me to sit in front of the general."

Qin Xi glanced at him calmly for a moment and said, "This envoy has seen your armor history."

Qin Xi pointed at the thick pile of files in front of him.

"You were sent to the Kingdom of Jin in the 13th year of Shaoxing."

"Yes!"

"I was transferred to the Privy Council in the eighteenth year of Shaoxing. By then, you had been in the North for five years."

Qin Hui looked at Yang Yuan and praised him: "You have made many contributions to the Northern Kingdom over the years!"

Yang Yuan bowed and said, "You are too kind, Grand Commandant. I am only lurking behind enemy lines to gather information. To kill the enemy on the battlefield, I still have to rely on the Grand Commandant's planning and the dedication of the officers and soldiers of the Great Song Dynasty."

Qin Hui picked up a cup of tea indifferently, moved the tea leaves, blew gently, and took a sip.

Yang Yuan saw it and raised his eyebrows slightly. Is it brewed fried tea?

Is this method of brewing tea so popular so quickly?
Even Qin Hui has switched to brewing tea to drink clear tea?

Yang Yuan suddenly felt annoyed. Damn it, I still made a mistake!

Since I have determined that this way of drinking Qingming will quickly become popular, stir-fried tea, Kung Fu tea sets and so on...

I should have chartered a tea mountain at that time!

It’s a loss, it’s a loss, this is such a huge profit!
Businessmen have the most sensitive noses. If I make plans now, I'm afraid it will be too late!
……

When Yang Yuan left his villa in Gushan and went to report to the Privy Council, Li Shishi also left with him on the same boat.

However, after landing, Li Shishi took a carriage, but did not go to Renmeifang. Instead, as soon as Yang Yuan left, she changed to a fast horse carriage and headed straight for Shifeng Mountain.

For the past half month, she has been accompanying Yang Yuan in Gushan, and she doesn't know whether the business of her tea garden and teaware workshop has been slow.

Among the mountains beside West Lake, there is a Lion Peak Mountain with lush forests, tea plantations everywhere are verdant and lush, nine streams and eighteen ravines meander through it, with gurgling water and lingering clouds and mist.

Li Shishi took Chen Erniang and, accompanied by the head manager of the tea workshop and the head steward of the tea garden, strolled through the mountains. They saw village girls carrying tea baskets on their shoulders, walking through the garden picking tea. Everything was in an orderly manner.

Shishi took off "Qianlu" and nodded slightly.

The chief manager and chief deacon she found were very responsible and capable people.

She hadn't paid any attention to what was happening here for more than half a month, and everything was going on as usual.

As Qingming quickly occupied the market, her profits were growing almost every day as she took the lead.

Of course, this is because a new tea has just become the mainstream of the market. Once the entire market stabilizes, it will not be possible to have such a terrifying growth rate.

But the profit base at that time was so large that the daily income was probably an astonishing figure.

(End of this chapter)