Traveling to the ancient harem

Huang Ye settled down in the master's courtyard. She lived alone in a small wing room. Although the furniture in the room was simple, the quilt on the bed was very thick. It seemed that Lian Zhen did not do things perfunctorily. Hongdou wanted to live in the same room with her, but the wing room could not fit two beds, so she had to share a bed with Lingyu. Lingyu was a gentle girl who took care of them like a sister. In short, Huang Ye was very satisfied.

This satisfaction was gone after one day. The master arranged classes for them. They started climbing the back mountain without eating in the morning. They could only eat breakfast after coming down from the top of the mountain. After eating, they practiced martial arts with the master. After lunch, they took a short rest. In the afternoon, they started learning music, chess, calligraphy and painting. After dinner, they practiced eyesight and hidden weapons at night. Two people practiced together. In the words of the master, it didn't matter whether they were herding one sheep or two sheep. It was just the cultural class in the afternoon. It was up to Hongdou whether she wanted to learn or not. She wouldn't be forced.

At daybreak, the master called the two people up. On the first day, the master accompanied them to climb the mountain. When they reached the top, they were exhausted and hungry. But they couldn't rest. The temperature on the top of the mountain was extremely low. If they stood for a while, they would freeze into popsicles. The two people climbed down the stone steps weakly and slowly. When they returned to the yard, they didn't even want to move a finger.

But they had to move, they were so hungry that they each ate three big steamed buns, and then they felt alive again. At first, the master was merciful and let them adapt. After they adapted, they started to do horse stance after breakfast every day. Hongdou was fine, as she had been like this before. Huang Ye suffered a lot. She cried several times, but seeing that the master did not soften his heart, she had no hope. This also aroused her unyielding nature. It was just martial arts training. As long as she didn't die, she would practice to death.

As winter turns to spring, the yellow leaves and red beans try hard to climb up the mountain. The steps are just right for adults, but they are also a big challenge for two seven-year-old children.

Huang Ye pushed his sweaty hair back and looked up at the top of the mountain. He was not even halfway up.

"Hongdou, I'm hungry." Huang Ye looked at Hongdou pitifully.

Hongdou looked around furtively, making sure no one was watching, and took out a small oil-paper bag from her bosom. Inside was half a steamed bun. They had been steamed buns for dinner yesterday, and she hid it secretly: "Miss, eat quickly, don't let anyone find out."

"Who would have the time to come and discover this so early in the morning? Hongdou, I'm not saying anything bad about you, but you're looking so sneaky and disgusting." Huang Ye criticized Hongdou.

"That's not necessarily true. White Lotus is a possibility." After hearing Huang Ye say that Lian Zhen is a white lotus once, Hongdou became curious and asked Huang Ye what the meaning of white lotus was. People secretly called Lian Zhen a white lotus.

Huang Ye felt that what she said was right. Bai Lianhua had been displeased with the two of them for a long time. Whenever she met them, she would frown and find fault with them, saying that they had no manners. The two of them hated her.

"You eat too." Huang Ye gave her half. Hong Dou shook her head: "I'm not hungry, you eat it."

"Here." Huang Ye forced it into her hands. They were all the same, so how could she not be hungry?

"Have you seen the peach blossoms on that tree? Remember to pick some when you go back and give them to Master and Second Master to put in a vase. The two Masters will definitely like them." Huang Ye said happily.

Hongdou rolled her eyes silently in her heart. Her young lady was so shameless. Master Jingzhen hadn't agreed to accept her as a disciple yet, but the young lady had made a unilateral decision. She would run to the master's yard every day when she had time. She felt so tired for the young lady.

"Second Master, Second Master." Hearing the noisy voice, Jingzhen knew that the little girl had come again. She was sorting medicinal herbs in the room and habitually did not respond.

"Second Master, look at the peach blossoms I picked for you. They are so beautiful, and there are dewdrops on them." Huang Ye also knew that Second Master would ignore her, but she didn't care. She was thick-skinned anyway: "Where is the vase? Hongdou, go find a vase to put the flowers in. Second Master will be in a good mood all day when he sees them." Huang Ye looked at her Second Master in a servile manner, her eyes sparkling.

Jingzhen looked at Huang Ye with complicated eyes. This thin little person, wearing a gray-blue monk's robe, blinked his eyes and was so servile that he almost wagged his tail at her. Is this still the quiet and polite girl he met at the beginning?

"Second Master, you shouldn't stay in this yard every day. Now the mountain flowers are in full bloom, and the scenery is the best. You should go out and take a look. Look at these peach blossoms, they are so beautiful."

"There is no vase." Jingzhen paused and said slowly.

"Hongdou, go back and look in Master's yard. I remember there are several in the living room. You have to choose the best-looking one. Only the best-looking one is worthy of my second master." Huang Ye was even more proud. The second master spoke. Perfect.

Hongdou responded and ran out. Huang Ye looked at the herbs in the room and ran over to name them one by one. She had a good memory and kept asking when she saw something she didn't know. Jingzhen saw how much she liked these herbs, so she told her one by one. Anyway, she was just teaching her to recognize herbs, not medical skills, so it didn't count as violating the rules of the Poison Medicine Valley.