Who is not a monk

It's a pity that Chen Shu lives in the city. If he lived in the countryside or the outskirts of the city, he might take Qingqing, Xiaoxiao and Chen Banxia out to play by the moonlight.

Although he disdains stealing, he still has no psychological burden to pick a few leaves or pick a few shallots from others.

"The fifteenth day of the first lunar month..."

School starts on the [-]th of the first month.

Chen Shu took out the phone.

Chen Shu: Qingqing

Qingqing:?

Chen Shu: You can’t just return one symbol

Qingqing: What's the matter?

Chen Shu: Look out the window

After a few seconds.

Qingqing: I saw

Chen Shu: The moonlight is so beautiful tonight

Qingqing: OK

Chen Shu: You really are a fool

Qingqing: /smile

Qingqing: Has your... changed back?

Chen Shu: / angry

Qingqing: Huh?

Chen Shu: Don't mention it!

Qingqing: Don’t mention it outside

Chen Shu: You are not allowed to mention it at home!

Qingqing: no

Qingqing: And not at home

Chen Shu: Where is that?

Clear: online

Chen Shu: ...

Clear: /question mark

Chen Shu: I don’t care about you

Chen Shu: Is your truck in touch?

Qingqing: I made an appointment for an unmanned truck, it will be convenient for me to go to Beijing, and then you can come and help me move it

Chen Shu: I don't

Chen Shu: Unless you promise me not to mention

Qingqing: Are you going to start again?

Chen Shu: / with complex expressions

I don't know how long this stalk will be played by her.

Chen Shu looked out of the window again.

……

The bright moon hangs high.

The palace walls are deep.

There is a place in the palace that is brightly lit and very lively.

For hundreds of years, the royal family has been intentionally controlling the number of offspring, marrying later and having children later, giving birth to fewer children, but after several generations of branches, there are still many people.It is a rare scene for so many people to sit in a large hall, chatting and laughing loudly.

Sitting at the top is of course His Majesty the Emperor. Besides him, there is only one person alive in his generation, and he is his biological brother.

, is also a ninth-level practitioner.

If Chen Shu was there, he might be able to recognize that when the Yuanzhou square appeared abnormal, the ninth rank of the royal family had come to Yuanzhou.

To the next generation, the number of people is increasing.

The atmosphere in the main hall is far from restrained, but if you are far away, there will inevitably be some estrangement, distant relatives, age gap, and the constraints of royal etiquette, so it is impossible to be as comfortable as an ordinary family gathering.

The most at ease are the young juniors at the bottom.

For young people, they can all play together. They usually make appointments for dinner, go out to have fun, play black games in the game, and get acquainted quickly.

There are also common topics.

Chat about games, music, movies during the Spring Festival, study and life, practice...

Meng Yi's descendants are still very competitive. Except for the direct descendants who are strictly required and have high expectations, even the descendants of the side branches are often not weaker than others-either they are progressing smoothly in practice, or they have their own achievements in various walks of life.

Meng Chunqiu sat in the middle, and it was fine at first, but when they talked about career and practice, he couldn't get in the conversation, he just felt bored.

He simply pouted his chin and turned his head to admire the moon quietly.

This is the first full moon of the year, and it's perfect.

Therefore, it is called the Lantern Festival.

I heard from Brother Chen that during the Lantern Festival in the Xia Dynasty, people would eat a snack called Yuanxiao, which is said to be similar to glutinous rice balls...

Brother Chen is still interesting.

Meng Chunqiu's mood gradually flew away.

There were disturbances around him, but he didn't really want to hear them, and the more enjoyable the others were talking, the more it brought out his loneliness.

Just after drinking a few glasses of light wine, he suddenly felt a little urgent to urinate, so he got up straight to go out, quietly walked through the long corridor hung with lanterns, facing the moonlight, every step he took, the hustle and bustle of the hall was far away from him , The chill in the palace courtyard hit him, making him shiver involuntarily.

And in the hall, where young people gather—

After Meng Chunqiu left, a cousin soon lowered her voice and asked with concern: "Is Ziyang still obsessed with poetry?"

Someone replied: "Almost."

Immediately, another young uncle shook his head and sighed: "Ziyang is also extremely talented, it's a pity to waste time on these things... I'm not saying that liking poetry is bad, but poetry is a small way after all. It’s okay, don’t indulge.”

"Uncle Xiaotang is right. Even among the famous poets in ancient times, how many of them made their living purely from poetry? Ziyang really can't do that."

"What's more...then what...he doesn't seem to be talented in this..."

"It's really difficult to achieve anything."

"Hahaha, what are you talking about? I, Dayi, once established and protected the country with martial arts, we Meng Yi's descendants still want to have a talent for poetry?"

"Oh, let me tell you, life is short, let alone in this age, he can do whatever he likes, and it's not something that hurts nature, just let him do it. No matter how my royal family can protect him, he can live a life of prosperity and wealth without any worries. Don't hit him."

"Yes Yes Yes……"

"Let's talk behind our backs..."

Listening to everyone talking one by one, although I know that everyone is on good terms and they all have good intentions, but the man sitting in the center listened quietly, but he still couldn't help but feel a little uncomfortable, so he said:

"The last time I swiped Moments, when the first snow fell in Yujing, I saw him post a post with a pretty good poem, did you get it?"

"Got it, the poem is not bad, but it definitely wasn't written by him."

"That's impossible to say."

"Huh? Did he really write it?"

"Anyway, I searched on the Internet, but I didn't find it." The man in the middle looked indifferent, "You can also search for it."

"Thinking about it this way, I don't seem to have seen these two lines of poetry before, how did you read them?"

"It should be the celestial beings who got drunk and smashed the white clouds."

"This sentence is great!" A young girl who was only in her teens immediately praised, "Although I am not good at Chinese, I can still hear it very well!"

"One more sentence is fine."

"How do you say it?"

"Suddenly like a spring breeze overnight, thousands of pear trees bloom."

"I searched the Internet..."

"Hey, I can't find it!"

"This poem is good! Ziyang is amazing!"

"If he had been born in ancient times, with just these two lines of poems, I'm afraid Ziyang would be famous forever, and we... are all the dust of history."

"yes……"

When Meng Chunqiu came back from the month of appreciation, everyone had already talked about another topic. He found that the eyes of his little cousins ​​and younger cousins ​​had changed, and there was a little more admiration for some inexplicable reason. There was also a thick-skinned Uncle Xiaotang came over and said that he would ask him to go hiking some other day, if he was interested in poetry

Just write it out, imitating the ancients and adding his name to the name of the poem.

Meng Chunqiu looked bewildered.

But this feeling is quite enjoyable...

……

The eighteenth day of the first lunar month, in the morning.

Chen Shu came to Ning Qing's house and saw that she was pruning the roses all over the yard.

Many roses are in bloom, and they bloom beautifully, but she cuts them off mercilessly, and the hands are very heavy, and the leaves have to be picked clean. After pruning, only a small bare branch is left .

"Why cut it?"

"Yujing is too cold, and it will start to warm up next month." Ning Qing replied without turning her head, while still moving her hands, "If you let it go to Yujing with Ye Zi, it may get frostbite. Now it is equivalent to winter shearing. And if the crown is not too large, it is inconvenient to transport."

"Is the cut so heavy?" Chen Shu asked curiously, "Are the leaves also removed?"

"In this way, it can go dormant in the past. After Yujing warms up, it will grow again, and the newly grown branches will be more active and bloom more."

"So complicated."

"I'm very patient."

Ning Qing paused while speaking, then turned his head and glanced at him lightly, and added: "I'm only so patient with flowers, because I'm good at handling them."

Chen Shu always felt that she was expressing something cryptically, and his expression suddenly felt as uncomfortable as eating a fly.

"Ah, you are so annoying."

"Those who are close to Zhu are red."

"..."

"If you have nothing to do, help me clean up the branches and leaves that have been cut from the ground. I put a cardboard box next to it and threw it in there. Remember to take it with you when you leave. Put it in the garbage outside the yard. next to the barrel."

"..."

Chen Shu silently followed suit.

But he didn't go to get the broom, but first rummaged through the branches and leaves, picked up some beautiful cut flowers, put them aside, then waved his five fingers at the branches and leaves on the ground, and rolled up the remaining branches and leaves side.

Ning Qing looked back at him and said nothing.

Spiritual practice has more tricks than other systems, and even life is much more convenient.

This is also the advantage of spiritual practice.

Practitioners of other systems can also learn these miscellaneous little spells, and there is no sectarianism in this era.But practitioners of other systems spend their time and energy elsewhere, and their study of the principles of magic is far less in-depth than spiritual practice.It is very fast to learn a small spell in spiritual practice, and practitioners of other systems may spend several times or even dozens of times the time of spiritual practice.It’s okay to just learn a few subjects. If you learn a lot, you may find that your original practice system has been abandoned when you wake up. On the contrary, you have a good understanding of the principles of magic. Congratulations, you have become a spiritual practice.

Now the major systems and even their subdivision systems are basically like this——

As a sword cultivator, you can learn small spiritual spells, and as a spiritual cultivator, you can also learn basic sword skills, but the advanced methods of each system require a lot of early accumulation. Learn the basics.

But everyone has only 24 hours in a day.

Chen Shu completed the cleaning task assigned to him by Ning Qing, delivered it successfully, and received a reward of "good job".