Haomai Xiansheng

Those who practice martial arts must be diligent and insist on the right way to hear the chicken and dance.For this reason, Fang Yitu raised big roosters in the garden of the Prime Minister's Mansion.Who made her wake up too much? If she was woken up by the maid in the morning, it would be better to be woken up by the sound of the maid pushing the door.

Although the sound of the morning bell in the city is always earlier than the crowing of the rooster, Fang Yitu just likes to hear the sound of the rooster crowing.This is her innocuous little hobby, and it is also an elegant thing to smell chickens and dance.

Now there are crowing roosters, egg-laying hens, phoenix-tailed roosters, and Yuanbao chickens in Xianquanzhuang. They are used for eating eggs and pulling tails, but most of them are fed to the lion spirit raised by Zhai Yaner.

Interesting to say, Lion King heard that Zhai Yaner and Fang Yitu had already started preparing for their wedding. Even though he knew that they were going to get married, he was still very sad. He was very depressed until midnight, so he went to the backyard Take a walk and have a snack.

Fang Yitu was sleeping soundly with Zhai Yan'er in his arms, just as a white belly appeared outside the window, it was still very early, when he was suddenly awakened by the crowing of cocks and dogs barking and lions roaring from somewhere.Di Yan'er lay on the side, hummed and didn't wake up, she gently covered Di Yan'er's ears, and lowered her voice: "Dao Dao, go and tell that little lion that he made Yan'er fall asleep because of his noise."

Dao Nu suddenly appeared beside the bed in black, gave a salute, and drifted away.After a moment, there was no sound at all.

The knife slave came back and said softly: "Master, the lion knocked all the chickens unconscious with the whirlwind, and he will eat them all."

Fang Yitu faced Di Yan'er who was lying on the inside, gently covered her ears, turned his head to look at the knife slave standing by the bed, and said, "Let him alone. Just hatch the remaining eggs." Yes. Daodao, you come and accompany Yan'er, don't let the sound wake her up. I'm going to practice Dao."

The knife slave's face was a bit complicated, he hesitated to speak, and finally couldn't help asking in a low voice: "Why doesn't the master use the soundproof restriction?"

Fang Yitu clicked his tongue, and said openly: "Tsk, I don't know how, I always thought it was useless, if I knew it was useful, I would have learned it."

The knife slave lowered his head and secretly pursed his lips, saying: "Young maidservant knows how to use it."

Fang Yitu was very happy, and got out of bed, revealing a tall, strong, slightly dark figure with clear texture, the most terrible thing was that she was only wearing a tube top and obscene pants, the knife slave turned her face but couldn't help peeking.She moved a few times, shook her shoulders and clenched her fists, then put on short brown trousers and pushed the door out, smiling: "Very good, use it."

Fang Yitu went out to practice his sword skills, walked back without blushing and breathless, hung the knife on the hanger, and prepared to go to bed and lie down for a while.

Di Yan'er lay gracefully on the pillow, looked at her with a smile, and said softly, "Zhi Gui, are you back?" Di Yan'er covered her back with a bright red silk quilt, and walked along the pink Looking at her face, her breasts were half exposed, and her hair fell down her neck, making her skin white and tender like jade.

"Well, I practiced the saber technique to move my muscles and bones." Fang Yitu thought for a while: "I haven't made any progress in my practice recently. After about ten years of marriage, I will go to retreat."

Zhai Yan'er's smile became more and more gentle and sweet: "Okay." Alas, the lord is so eager to retreat and thinks that it will not be good to retreat immediately after marriage, he is really considerate and careful.

Fang Yitu was sitting in the grand master's chair drinking sweet tea, while the sword slave stood aside and poured tea for her.Zhu Ying, Li Huier and Kawakami Yukiko came into the dormitory with gargling tea, washbasins and towels to wait for his wife to wash up. From time to time, the three of them looked enviously at the not-so-beautiful knife slave, and then circled around Zhai Yaner, who was not as good-looking as herself .

Dao Nu was refilling Fang Yitu's tea cup cup after cup while laughing secretly.She just didn't know why the master asked her to stay to pour tea, but now she knew a little bit, but she didn't understand.

Zhu Ying is bright and charming, Li Huier is smart and cute, and Kawakami Yukiko is submissive and soft. These three women surpass Di Yaner a lot in terms of appearance and temperament. Although they are serving people now, it seems that their bearing is not much weaker than Di Yaner .Why did the master choose Zhai Yan'er, who is plain-looking and ordinary-looking, but shrewd and able to arrange all the big and small things properly as his wife?

Is it for years of sisterhood?Uh, I always feel that brotherhood is more realistic.

Fang Yitu watched Zhai Yan'er comb her hair, wash her face, wrap her waist, change her shoes, watched her spit out silently with a handkerchief after rinsing her mouth with strong tea, and watched her put on powder.Watch her use sweet-scented osmanthus oil on her temples, choose flowers to wear, watch her wear clothes, watch her wear a golden hairpin with gilt rolling water patterns, a small jade hairpin, a pair of gold rings around her ears, and a pair of gold rings on her hands. A pair of ring bead bracelets with Yin patterns and ten thousand characters, and two gold rings on the fingers.

Drinking the sweet tea with a sip in his mouth, he watched Di Yan'er step out with a breeze and gave orders, then turned back and sat beside him, and asked Dao Nu to pour a cup of tea and drink it slowly.

Di Yan'er is drinking sweet tea, which is sweet tea made from tea leaves, lotus seeds, Huoxiang, and licorice. It tastes weird and delicious, and it is Di Yan'er's favorite. I was free and drank half of the pot cup by cup.

Di Yan'er was holding a rabbit cup in her hand, looked at the brown color, and said with a smile: "My lord will go to heaven in a few days, and it will be the day of the Yaochi court meeting soon. If my lord doesn't go out to visit friends these days, I can just write the invitation card .”

Fang Yitu nodded, and said in a hoarse voice prepared: "That's natural. For a wedding, there must be an invitation card, and you can't just say it as an announcement." She suddenly sighed: "Hey, I'll do the math. At the very least, nearly a thousand sheets must be written, and there must be a beginning, signature, and content, and I must write it myself."

Zhai Yan'er took another sip of tea, couldn't help laughing and said, "It's okay to let the two uncles help you share some. I prepared flower paper, five-color calender paper, and porcelain green paper. The first two kinds of paper were rushed overnight. Six kinds were made, which are hibiscus color with square gold pattern, plain white with light pink peony, soft pink with white lotus flower, light yellow overprint with multicolored mandarin ducks, plain white with pomegranate flower, and golden cypress leaves. Gold characters can be written on porcelain blue paper Use it, if you don’t like it, you don’t have to use it, and the flower paper can also be made into another shape.”

Fang Yitu waved his hands indiscriminately: "It's enough to make me dizzy, I can use whichever you like, I don't care about flowers and plants."

Zhai Yan'er asked someone to serve several plates of snacks, porridge, and side dishes, and the two of them ate porridge and snacks facing each other.

Fang Yitu crunched and bit the pickled ginger: "How can our people even know how to make flower paper? I don't know if these rough guys can also make paper."

Zhai Yan'er smiled and said, "Is there a magic spell to help? I have asked them to make flower paper, and I will keep it for Zhigui to pass letters on to your friends. The brothers have studied it for a long time."

Fang Yitu nodded, and didn't think much about it. Lotus flowers, colorful mandarin ducks, pomegranate flowers, and cypress leaves are all suitable for wedding invitations.She wasn't very hungry, but the new rice was very fragrant. After drinking a bowl of porridge, she grabbed her younger brother and his husband, and the three of them went straight to the study.

Fang Yitu made a list of guests, and the three of them divided the paper into pieces to discuss the way of writing the invitation and the different inscriptions, then asked someone to bring the table, and fetched the best famous inkstone and ink brush from the treasury, and started Write fast.

Of course, Fang Yitu wrote the invitations for the immortal officials who were officials in the same dynasty, and she also wrote the invitations for the Sanxian real people she knew.But Taoism is not considered exquisite, and the invitations of most people who are not deep in practice and not high in status are written by Gui Daotai and Fang Niu.

Half an hour later, Fang Yitu put the pen on the table, shook his sore hands, looked at the dozen or so invitations on the table and sighed deeply: "When will I have to write this! I'm tired, you two continue to write , I will rest for a while."

Daotai didn't feel tired at all, and Fang Niu just felt that it was easy, and the two of them were writing while discussing how to make the flower paper.

[The pomegranate flower is bright in color, but the alum smell on the paper is very light, it should have been ready for a while.If the paper is made out of heart, use alum to fix the color and then store it in stacks, the smell of alum will not scatter for a long time. 】

【Well, Daotai, you know a lot. 】

[Hahahahaha, I learned it when I was a child. I also specialized in these useless things, and even made them myself. Unfortunately, I didn’t have time to touch them later, and I haven’t done them for you.Lang Jun, how about I make some flower notes for you in the future? 】

【Okay, we both can use the same flower paper. 】

[How can that be done? Wouldn’t it be too monotonous to only have one style? I remember that there was an extremely exquisite notation in the previous dynasty, with landscapes and forests, broken branches, flowers and fruits, lions, phoenixes, insects and fish, birthday stars and eight immortals, and Zhong Dingwen. The layouts are different, but unfortunately they have been lost. Already, another day, let Sister ask if the fairy has it in his hand.If so, do everything for you. 】

One of these two people is the emperor, who spends his whole day reviewing memorials, and the other is the prime minister, who also gives instructions to documents all day long. Only Fang Yitu doesn't use handwriting very much, and he doesn't like to practice calligraphy, and he has the least stamina for writing.When she rested her crampy hand and walked back, the two of them were still talking and writing happily.

Fang Yitu wrote more than a dozen more sheets, and ran to the side to rest again.She casually took out the Guiguzi and spread it on the table, looked at it casually, rubbed her trembling right hand with her left hand, and then slowly turned the pages with her left hand.Well, after reading two pages of the book, I suddenly remembered something I had suspected for a long time.

An old man from her Qitian village once visited, chatted with her for a few days, mixed a few meals of bean rice, and finally gave her a book of Guiguzi.However, that Guiguzi book was different from the Guiguzi I bought outside, and the content had been added or subtracted, which seemed to be a bit more subtle than the Guiguzi learned by others.She can always win quarrels with others, it is because of that different Guiguzi.

What's going on here... Fang Yitu scratched his head, and said to himself: It seems that I heard that the ancestor Wang Chan of Guiguzi was also an immortal, and his Taoist name was Xuanweizi. Since he wrote the book, I should ask him.Maybe he can tell me which is better, someone else's book, or my unusual one.

After all, the difference between the two is not too big, and Fang Yitu doesn't specialize in political rhetoric, so when he saw that, he thought it was very good, powerful, and useful, but he still couldn't understand it.

In the afternoon, Zhai Yan'er came over and brought some snacks and fruits.

Di Yan'er leaned next to Fang Yitu, looking at the invitation written by her affectionately.Fang Niu looked at Daotai: [I have something to say to sister. 】

[Just say what you want, I won't stop you if you want to say anything. 】

【I want to talk to sister about this alone, sir, can you go out for a walk later. 】

[Okay, seeing that my sister is envious of staring at us for so many hours, I should be tired from writing and take a break. ] So Dao Tai waited until Di Yaner left, put down his pen and rubbed his hands, and said, "Sister took a few breaks by herself, but she didn't let us take a break. I'll go out for a walk, and write again when I come back."

Fang Yitu looked at the stack of invitations on his desk, and said rather ashamedly: "This shows how diligent your Majesty was in administration during his lifetime, you can really write about it."

Daotai shook his folding fan lightly, and walked out with a smile on his face.Go to Zhai Yan'er for good wood, engraved boards, and colored paper for flower paper.

Fang Niu and Fang Yitu sat opposite each other and ate oranges, he suddenly said: "Sister, I don't think you like Di Niang very much."

Fang Yitu was a little strange: "I like her very much. Brother, why do you say that?"

Fang Niu frowned hesitantly, and said calmly: "I mean, you didn't treat her as a wife. Is it because of Fang Luo?"

"No. After Fang Luo is over, I will cherish Zhai Yan'er who is infatuated with me even more, and will not neglect her because of Fang Luo."

"Then why, there are always strange things between you two, as if you are trying to fulfill your responsibilities, not from the heart." Fang Niu felt in his heart that what he said was inappropriate, but his parents died and he had no relatives. It can only be said by oneself.

He still felt embarrassed, and explained: "I'm worried about Sister. Di Niang is infatuated, but there are many people who are infatuated with you, Sister. I'm afraid that Sister will not like her that much, and there will be a group of beauties, and the house will be uneasy in the future .”

"I tried my best to fulfill my responsibilities, isn't that enough? I tried my best not to disappoint her heart, respected her and loved her, and she tried her best to make me fall in love with her, and I already liked her very much. Life, the more the better, the better the relationship. Come deeper."

Fang Yitu smiled slightly, with a hint of bitterness and vicissitudes.She sighed softly, leaned on the back of the chair, and said in a hoarse voice: "At our age, at this age, at this position, is it necessary to talk about love? Di Niang and I are not you and Daotai , although we are all congenial and have been together since we were young, but we are congenial, and you are congenial."

Her face was somewhat helpless and exhausted. After hiding her heroic and cheerful look, Fang Niu was shocked to find that there were traces of time on her face.Not old, but deep, quiet, weather-beaten traces.Fang Yitu's eyes are still black and bright, and her skin is still a little dark. Her masculine appearance has not changed for many years. That appearance is mixed with her majestic but bold temperament. When you look closely, there is a kind of ecstasy. The charm of fans.

Fang Yitu is like a real man, or in other words, she has the soul of a man but lives in a woman's body.But this body does not affect her martial arts, nor does it affect her heroic and righteous character, resolute and straightforward temperament.

"Sister, you are not sincere, will it be inconvenient in the future?"

Fang Yitu said confidently, "I'm not Fang Luo. Neither is Di Niang."

"I mean you were just brothers before. Di Niang had a crush on you because she wasn't close enough to you. The one who was really close to you was Fang Luo. You only knew Di Niang's ability and character. The two of you are in... In the battlefield, in life, in the court... there is a meticulous fit, but staying together is different from the past. Daotai and I are also in the relationship of a superior and a subordinate, but if we are not lovers, many things are different. There are many things that are different. The change of identity, the responsibility and requirements are also different, sister, have you thought about it?"

"No."

"Sister, you'd better think about it, or you will be very tired. At the beginning, Daotai and I didn't think about anything. He looked at me when he was the emperor, and faced him when I was a courtier. Uneasy and worried in my heart. Not only the relationship between the monarch and his ministers, but also many things that should be said or should not be said, should be done or not done, should be concealed or not, and what attitude should be used when discussing things in private are very distressing. Sometimes it is even embarrassing, the gap between a lover and a monarch is too great."

"I was able to die for Fang Luo back then, and now I can die for Di Niang. At that time, I was able to entrust Fang Luo with confidence, and now I can also entrust Di Niang with confidence."

Fang Yitu seemed to be a little distressed, but suddenly became enlightened, and said in a slightly hoarse voice: "Brother, you are right, I really should think about it, many things are indeed different. Now that she is a wife, she can't just give orders like before. Nothing to discuss."

She always felt that getting along with Zhai Yan'er was a little awkward. It turned out that she still treated her as a housekeeper, but she showed tenderness and affection to the housekeeper to his wife. No wonder.

The author has something to say: Rabbit Haozhan is super beautiful!The more expensive the more beautiful, the more beautiful the more expensive!The same is true for Mingyan Baomo!The more expensive the better!

I have an ink stick that I bought for ten yuan, and there are gold characters on it, "gold does not change". Although the quality is very poor and rough, it is very special to put it next to my ten yuan square inkstone!

Flower paper, five-color calendered paper, porcelain blue paper—I will buy "Jian Pu" when my boyfriend becomes a rich man!The six kinds of paper I wrote are super beautiful!

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Diarrhea the day before yesterday...

Yesterday I had a life-and-death struggle with the cockroaches at home. I was so afraid of bugs that I didn’t dare to kill them. I had to use a transparent plastic cup to hold it, then scooped up the cup with a hard board, and opened the window to throw the cockroaches out.

Unknowingly, it has been broken for two days... Kneeling