Auxiliary Women's Strategy: A Virtuous Wife Helps the King to Rule the World

What did Su Nan see? He saw a "Siheyuan."

Yes, that's right, it's the courtyard house of modern-day Kyoto. At the end of the passage, a rift in time and space, ripped apart by a mysterious force, suddenly unfolds before you, a vast expanse of heaven and earth, like a secluded fairyland. A gigantic hexagram shimmers with a dreamlike, soft, hazy glow, as if a mysterious force from the depths of the universe is quietly surging. And above this hexagram, a courtyard house, like a dazzling pearl, quietly exudes an ancient and solemn aura.

Su Nan flew down, trembling, his trembling form as if shaken by the sudden wonder, yet also drawn by an invisible force. Arriving at the courtyard, the two heavy vermilion wooden doors resembled pages of history, serene and solemn. The bronze animal-faced door knockers inlaid on the doors, worn by time, shone with a rich, warm luster, as if telling stories of the past. That luster, like ancient jade, was restrained and profound, and every ray of light reflected seemed to carry the sedimentation of time. Above the door, a large plaque hung high, its wood grain clearly visible, like the fingerprint of time, recording the vicissitudes of this courtyard. Inscribed on it in a vigorous, flamboyant script was the courtyard's elegant name, each stroke imbued with a profound cultural heritage, like a masterpiece painstakingly crafted by a master calligrapher, each stroke revealing praise and admiration for the courtyard.

A pair of majestic stone lions stand proudly on either side of the gate. With their heads held high and their chests puffed out, their towering figures seem to assert their majesty and inviolability. Their piercing gazes seem to penetrate everything in the world, whether conspiracies in the dark or lies in the light. Their hair is meticulously carved, each strand standing upright, like a blade of grass swaying in the spring breeze, brimming with the strength and majesty of life. The stone pedestals beneath them are meticulously carved, adorned with intricate auspicious motifs, including ruyi, ganoderma lucidum, and auspicious clouds. Every detail showcases the artisans' exquisite craftsmanship and meticulous attention to detail. The flowing lines of the motifs flow effortlessly, like a river of art flowing across the stone pedestals, a testament to the mastery and exquisite craftsmanship of the craftsmen.

Gently pushing open the gate, a bluestone-paved corridor greets you. Each piece of bluestone is uniform in size, seemingly carefully selected and measured, then polished to a smooth, flat surface. Like mirrors, it reflects the surrounding scenery. The joints are seamless, with virtually no gaps visible, as if the bluestone were originally a single piece, skillfully stitched together by nature. Neatly arranged on either side of the corridor are several meticulously trimmed bonsai pots. Some are ancient, robust pines, their needles as fine as needles, each a work of art meticulously crafted by nature; others are vibrant azaleas, their blossoms blooming like a riot of color, their vibrant colors akin to the sunset reflected on their branches. Each pot displays a unique charm, some as majestic as a pine tree, others as delicate as a flower, adding a vibrant and dynamic atmosphere to this ancient courtyard, like notes dancing on this tranquil land, playing the melody of life.

Walking through the corridor, one arrives at the first courtyard of the quadrangle. This courtyard is spacious and open, like a vast universe, capable of accommodating all the prosperity and vicissitudes of the world. The blue bricks on the ground are laid in a regular and orderly manner, each brick like a loyal guard, steadfast in its post. The moss between the bricks is like the brushstrokes of time, writing the traces of time. The moss is like the lines of history, recording the rise and fall of this courtyard. Flanking the courtyard are a row of side rooms on each side, their doors and windows are made of high-quality wood, the wood grain clear and beautiful, like a unique painting bestowed by nature. They are carved with exquisite patterns. On the doors and windows on the east side, lifelike flowers and birds are playing with each other, and the colorful feathers and delicate flowers complement each other, like a vivid spring painting. Every bird seems to be singing on the branch, and every flower seems to be dancing in the breeze; the doors and windows on the west side are engraved with ancient myths and legends, and scenes such as Pangu creating the world and Nuwa repairing the sky are vividly depicted on them, making people immersed in that mysterious ancient world, as if they can hear the loud noise when Pangu created the world, and see the colorful stones used by Nuwa to repair the sky shining in the sky.

Facing the main gate stands a majestic screen wall constructed of fine blue bricks. The bricks are solid yet delicate, each bearing the weight of time. Radiant glazed tiles shimmer above the screen wall, reflecting a dazzling radiance in the sunlight, like stars falling from the sky, dazzling the eye. In the center of the screen wall, a massive character for "Fu" (meaning "blessing") is executed with vigorous and powerful strokes, as if a master calligrapher unleashes his ambitions. Surrounding it are auspicious motifs, such as cranes symbolizing longevity, peonies representing wealth, and mandarin ducks symbolizing harmony. Each design embodies the owner's earnest hope and deepest wishes for a better life. The flowing lines and vibrant colors of these motifs seem to tell a beautiful story, captivating and captivating.

Passing the screen wall, we enter the second courtyard, the main courtyard and the heart of the quadrangle. The main room, facing south, is tall and spacious, with flying eaves and brackets, exuding a majestic presence. The eaves resemble a roc spreading its wings, imbued with power and dynamism; the brackets resemble delicate building blocks, stacked layer upon layer in a staggered arrangement. The doors and windows of the main room are crafted from carefully selected, high-quality wood and painted vermilion, weathered by the elements yet retaining its vibrant color. This vibrant red resembles a burning flame, imbued with the passion and vitality of life. The window lattices are engraved with intricate and exquisite patterns, including entwined lotus, ruyi patterns, and swastika patterns, each with breathtaking detail. Each pattern is like a fine work of art, inviting one to touch and experience the exquisite craftsmanship and profound cultural connotations.

Flanking the main room are the east and west side rooms, closely connected to the main house, forming a harmonious and unified whole. The doors and windows of the side rooms are equally exquisitely decorated, small and unique. These small doors and windows resemble a shy girl, hesitant to speak, imbued with a subtle beauty. The east and west side rooms stand opposite each other, echoing the main room. The architectural style of the side rooms is similar to that of the main room, but slightly smaller in scale, and they appear exquisitely refined. The carvings on the doors and windows, primarily small floral designs and lively auspicious animals, imbue the room with the charm of life. The delicate flowers seem to sway gently in the breeze, while the auspicious animals appear to be playful and playful, evoking a sense of the beauty and warmth of life.

In the center of the courtyard lies a stone pond. Round in shape, its walls are clad in bluestone, the stone's natural, rustic texture akin to a masterpiece of nature. The clear water brims with life, like a vast mirror, reflecting the sky and the surrounding scenery. A few emerald green lotus leaves emerge from the water, like open green umbrellas, shielding the fish from the sun. Among the leaves, a few goldfish swim leisurely, their scales shimmering in the sunlight: red like flames, yellow like golden threads, white like snowflakes. Four stone benches and a stone table surround the pool. The benches are smooth and round, like jade polished by time; the table's surface is as smooth as a mirror, offering a place for leisure, to relax, sip tea, play chess, and enjoy a moment of tranquility. This tranquil moment is like a beautiful poem, enchanting and forsaking the world's worries and bustle.

Passing through the main courtyard, the third courtyard is typically the backyard, offering a quieter and more private atmosphere than the first two. The backyard is home to a row of annexed rooms, simple and practical in style, used for storing sundries or as servants' quarters. The doors and windows of these rooms are simple yet durable, like a simple laborer quietly dedicating himself to the task.

The walls of the entire quadrangle courtyard are tall and thick, constructed of blue bricks, giving it a sense of stability and security. Like a staunch guardian, they guard the courtyard's tranquility and peace. The walls are covered with neatly arranged blue tiles, their ridges and edging carved with simple patterns. Rainwater flows down the grooves, creating a crisp sound that sounds like a natural symphony, adding a touch of vitality and energy to the courtyard. Lush ivy occasionally covers the walls, its emerald green leaves swaying in the breeze, adding a soft touch of green to the solemn architecture, imbuing it with a natural vitality and energy. The ivy leaves, like green clouds, drift along the walls, bringing a breath of spring to this ancient building.

The roofs of the courtyards are arranged in a staggered pattern, and the ridges are carved with a variety of auspicious beasts, including majestic kylins, phoenixes with wings spread, and lions with heads held high. Each of these beasts is vivid and shimmering in the sunlight, ready to leap out and guard this piece of heaven and earth. These auspicious beasts are so exquisitely carved that they seem to be brought to life, imbued with mysterious power and majesty.

This courtyard, with its quaint exterior and exquisite interior, embodies the unique charm and profound wisdom of traditional Chinese architecture in every detail, like a frozen chapter of history, waiting to be savored and interpreted. Every brick, tile, door, window, and carving acts as a narrator of history, sharing stories of the past and the legacy of culture.

An artificial sun hangs above the courtyard, illuminating the entire courtyard.

Su Nan forgot what he was here for. He looked left and right blankly, and had long forgotten about the devil.

At this time, a voice reached Su Nan's ears: "Shocking?"

Su Nan was startled, her body shaking in panic. She raised her eyes hastily and was shocked again, but she recovered after a moment of distraction: "It is indeed shocking...Excuse me, where is the Demon Lord? I came to deliver the Blood God Pill to him."

"That's me." The man said, leisurely taking a sip of the tea in his hand.

How did Su Nan know it was tea?

The demon was holding a purple clay teapot.

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