Small Lingzhi

Lingzhi fell asleep until dawn, opened her black eyes sleepily, and stared right at the little servant.

The calming and comfortable incense lingers in the nostrils, probably because the veils behind the windows have been lifted, the wind blowing into the room is cool and gentle, and the aroma in the lungs makes people more lazy and drowsy.

Lingzhi moved her hands and feet wrapped in the silk quilt, her body was dry, and the silky and close-fitting underwear wrapped her skin softly.

He first squinted his eyes comfortably, and rubbed his cheeks against the silk quilt. After a long while, a thought flashed slowly through his mind.

The little servant couldn't fit his mouth with a smile: "Young master, have you slept well? It's been a long time since breakfast was delivered."

When Lingzhi touched her stomach, it was no longer as round as when she ate Yangchun noodles.

He clutched the silk quilt and sat up from the soft room. From the corner of his eye, he saw the spirited Ganoderma lucidum on the desk. Beside the Ganoderma lucidum, there were two exquisite and precious small flowerpots, and a small bundle...

Only then did Lingzhi realize in a daze that his plan to go back to Wuqing Mountain for the first time seemed to have failed.

The basin he used to hold the noodles is still there.

……

The little servant wiped Lingzhi with a wet face towel, Lingzhi closed her eyes, and cooperated with the other party's movements very well, obediently asked someone to wash her face.

The little servant was nimble, took care of Lingzhi to wash up, and brought a food box.

"The breakfast is too hot, but it's not hot, young master, try it."

Yesterday Lingzhi ate a large bowl of Yangchun noodles at the noodle shop. He was not hungry, so he picked up a piece of sliced ​​fruit, the juice was fresh and sweet, and after eating a few more pieces, he pushed it away.

This is a naive little habit.

He doesn't eat all the food at once. When he was living in Wuqing Mountain, he could store a lot of leaves and fruits in his pockets.

He ate in the Jingsiyuan, and he didn't say he didn't want to eat when he had enough, and he didn't make a sound to let the little servants stock up.

The slave waited for a long time before he figured out that the young master likes to be by his side and put something to eat where he can easily get it.

The little servant said: "Put it aside for now, and eat when you have an appetite."

Lingzhi's delicate and delicate eyebrows curved into a smile, and she didn't ask herself why she slept in the bedroom. She knew without guessing that he should be brought back by Xiao Yan.

In the afternoon, Lingzhi went to the backyard and walked around. The guards guarding the gate were still respectful to him, and he did not stop him from going out the back door.

So Lingzhi was not discouraged, and he still had a chance to leave Taishi Mansion and return to Wuqing Mountain again. As for the first failure...

As long as he has accumulated the experience of going out of the government, after all, it is his first time to come to a city as grand and prosperous as Yandu, so it is normal for him to have no experience.

Lingzhi planned to recuperate in the Jingsiyuan for two days before leaving, and this time he was extra careful and saved a little bit of silver as money.

The broken silver was placed in the purse and placed in the cabinet.

Lingzhi didn't know when the purse was placed in the cabinet, so he didn't dare to take more, even taking a little as money made him feel heavy, since it wasn't his own after all.

As for the flowerpot that he gave out for eating noodles and was sent back, Lingzhi was suddenly a little worried, would the people in Taishifu embarrass the old man of the noodle shop?

What Lingzhi doesn't know is that because of a small act of kindness by the old man of the noodle shop, his family will be well-clothed and well-fed in the future, and the future will be safe. This blessing may bless the next two or three generations.

Just like what the old uncle thought, giving some help to a meek, polite, beautiful and sensible person like Lingzhi is to accumulate blessings for himself.

Xiao Yan...

Although he has no neutral distinction between good and evil, he always pursues profit in his actions.

But when Lingzhi brought him by his side, he probably used up all of Xiao Ni's blessings. He was worried that he would do all the evil things in the eyes of the world, so that he would use up these blessings ahead of time. thoughts.

Xiao Yan went back to the mansion in the early morning, and there was some commotion in the Jingsi courtyard.

The guard stepped forward to send a message in a hurry, but Xiao Yan was silent and said, "Stay here first."

It turned out that the wild cat that gave birth to five kittens in the backyard that day suddenly came back today, and went straight to the direction of the Jingsiyuan.

The guards usually drive away the stray cats that wander into the mansion, because this cat has been taken care of by Ling Zhi for a few days, the guards can't make up their minds for a while.If he got the master at this moment, he would ignore the wild cat for the time being.

The stray cat that jumped to the Jingsiyuan squatted outside the door, and Mimi blew a few times.

The little servant opened the door, and hurriedly called out to Lingzhi who was curled up inside.

"My lord, the cat, the cat is back, and they brought something with them!"

Take a closer look, ho, a big field mouse.

The vole's dark, plump body struggled weakly in the wild cat's mouth.

Lingzhi walked to the door, and the wild cat looked up to see him, wagged its tail, put the vole in its mouth at his feet, and raised its head to "meow".

When Lingzhi used herbs to treat injured animals in the mountains, he would receive their gratitude from them. The wild cat's move also repaid him.

He nodded slightly to the wild cat, and the wild cat raised its tail and rubbed against his leg, then quickly jumped up the high wall and left the mansion.

Lingzhi bent down and reached out to pick up the vole's tail, but the little servant hurriedly stopped him, and picked it up before Lingzhi picked up the vole.

"How do you want to deal with this field mouse?"

The field mouse had its neck bitten off by a cat, and was dying soon. Lingzhi asked the servants to take it and bury it.

The cat's repayment is insignificant to ordinary people. Xiao Yan stood on the tall building and watched the movement of Jingsiyuan with a soft expression.

All the insignificant things that happen, once they are related to Lingzhi, become lively, cute and pure for no reason.

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Lingzhi's plan to return to Wuqing Mountain is still in progress.

The guards in the mansion had no control over him, so on a sunny and breezy afternoon, Lingzhi took the Ganoderma lucidum in a box and a bit of broken silver as coils, put them into a small bundle and tied them up, Quietly leave through the gate of the backyard.

He doesn't look like someone who wants to travel far, as if he just goes out for a casual stroll.

After all, such a small and deflated bag can't be used by ordinary people to hold anything.

But there is only such a small amount of luggage belonging to Lingzhi, including the baggage and the box containing the Ganoderma lucidum.

It has been four days since Lingzhi walked out of the Grand Master's Mansion and walked down the street. Today he went out earlier than last time. When he raised his head, the golden crow was still hanging brightly in the sky. The day was clear and the wind was dry. Wearing a pair of ankle-short sandals, it was quite hot.

Lingzhi walked with her head buried, and the shadow that fell on the stone slab swayed with him.

Shaking and shaking, the speed of the shadow's movement slowed down.

As soon as Lingzhi walked to the corner, he found that he seemed to have picked a bad time to go out.

It was just after noon, and the sun was still at its hottest.

He stretched out his hand to wipe off the sweat dripping from his forehead along his eyelashes. The wind blowing on his cheeks made his face reddened. He continued to walk for a while, and his thin earlobes and neck were astonishingly red. .

too hot.

He has lived in Wuqing Mountain for such a long time, and the hottest season is not as hot as it is now.

Pedestrians usually don't pick this time to go out, and the street gradually becomes more lively, and the hawkers along the stalls are drinking herbal tea under their own stalls.

They saw a young, handsome young man with red lips and pink face standing at the street corner, wiping sweat with his sleeves.

Going out in the street under the strongest sun at noon is really a capable person, why didn't this young man call a carriage to see him off?

……

Occasionally, a girl passed by, and everyone held an umbrella.

Seeing this, the girl couldn't help making a sound, and kindly pointed out the way to Lingzhi.

The girl said in a crisp voice, "My lord, there is a Chen Ji umbrella shop in front, why don't you go and buy an umbrella to cover yourself from the sun."

Lingzhi realized that he was shy and introverted when dealing with strangers, but he still politely and docilely thanked the kind girl who showed the way.

The girl smiled and said, "It's a trivial matter, you can go there quickly, the boss hired a new painter today, and the new umbrellas he painted are very beautiful."

In the corner of the street, the man in the simple sedan chair was spotless, under the scorching sun, Xiao Yan looked cool and refreshing.

His gaze has never left this slender figure since Lingzhi left the mansion, and he almost didn't think about it, and when he reacted, he was already following him for a short distance.

The secret guard asked, "Do you want to give the young master an umbrella?"

Xiao Yan nodded: "Go ahead," said again, "Make things more beautiful and let the team in the west of the city prepare."

The dark guard snorted, like a shadow quickly drifting away in broad daylight.

Xiao Yan quietly looked at the young man who continued to walk along the street, his thoughts fluctuated.

Lingzhi seldom comes into contact with the outside world, except for the beasts and villagers on the mountain and down the mountain, she has been out for a while, and has never seen the bustling and lively outside world.

Now that he came out to walk around, Xiao Yan brought the things that he could see to let him look at them a few more times, and wanted to bring these beautiful things to Lingzhi.

Maybe... He fell in love with Yandu, which is different from the mundane scenery of Wuqing Mountain, just by looking at it, and would he like to stay?

Lingzhi walked to the Chen Ji umbrella shop that the girl mentioned, her red and dry lips were slightly parted, and she was a little dazed.

Is the umbrella shop as it is in front of him... It's different from what he imagined.

The paper umbrellas painted by the new artist are bright and eye-catching, like blooming flowers, colorful and competing for beauty.

The owner of the umbrella shop actually filled half the street with oil-paper umbrellas from his shop. Lingzhi stood in the shadows, looking up at the brightly colored umbrellas hanging on both sides and overhead, dazzled.

So gorgeous and beautiful...

When the manager of the umbrella shop saw the young man in green clothes, he smiled from ear to ear, and hurriedly stepped forward to entertain him.

"Young master, do you need an umbrella? The umbrellas in our store are the best and the most durable. You can go and have a look? Pick the one you like and give it to you at a cheap price..."

Lingzhi hugged the little bundle in her arms tightly, and nodded.

He smiled with crooked eyebrows, and when he smiled, the expression on his face was even brighter than the colorful paper umbrellas.

"I want to buy an umbrella."

His heart was beating a little hard, and he whispered with emotion: "Are all the umbrellas on this street belonged to the shopkeeper?"

The shopkeeper of the umbrella shop nodded: "Of course, there are still some in the store. If you can't see enough, you can go in and pick."

Lingzhi was almost dizzy looking at the umbrella, so she immediately stopped the shopkeeper's kindness.

"No, no, I'll just pick one at random, thank you shopkeeper."

Lingzhi said to pick one at will, but he walked on the street looking around, but couldn't make up his mind to pick one from among them.

Each umbrella is very beautiful, and the artist's painting skills are really good. In addition, the material and workmanship of each umbrella are exquisite and exquisite. Lingzhi liked this one at the first moment, and liked the other one at the next moment.

……

He only has one pair of hands, and he has to carry a small bundle, so he can't hold too many umbrellas.

Lingzhi really couldn't choose, it was difficult to choose, finally stood at the same place, and softly discussed with the shopkeeper: "I close my eyes, count to five silently in my heart, whichever direction my fingers turn, I can just pick that umbrella?"

The shopkeeper of the umbrella shop smiled and said, "Yes, you are still smart!"

Lingzhi, who was praised, blushed with a smile, thinking that the people in Yandu City are really nice.

The old man at the noodle stall is a friendly person, the girl who guides him is kind-hearted, and the shopkeeper of the umbrella shop in front of him is also a kind-hearted and kind-hearted person.

He closed his eyelashes, waved his fingers in the air, and counted to five silently, Lingzhi opened his eyes and looked, the shopkeeper followed his fingertips and smiled happily.

The shopkeeper enthusiastically said: "The red umbrella is beautiful."

The oil-paper umbrella is painted with big red peonies one after another, and the peonies are blooming in clusters of delicate and luxurious. Looking at it from a distance, it looks like clusters of red peonies growing on the umbrella.

The shopkeeper handed the red peony umbrella to Lingzhi, without saying how much he would charge, Lingzhi handed over a piece of silver, and the shopkeeper watched the boy leave with a smile on his face.

Lingzhi was dressed in light clothes that were dyed freshly. He had many blue clothes, each with a different shade.

The outfit I wore out today inexplicably set off the red peony on the umbrella.

He is slender, standing under the umbrella like the rhizome of a peony flower, and when walking around with the umbrella open, he looks like a moving peony flower from a distance.Red is eye-catching, green is cute.

Pedestrians on the street couldn't help but stop and stare, Lingzhi looked at them, staring straight at you with a pair of pure and clear eyes, making those who looked at him embarrassed to look at him again.

Xiao Yan lifted the corner of the curtain, looked at the tender green back under the red peony umbrella, a smile appeared in his eyes, and the face that had faded all the way could not help but laugh at this moment.

Lingzhi walked out of the first street, changed direction, crossed an alley, and entered a very spacious and tidy street.

The loud sound of gongs and drums pierced my ears, Lingzhi looked curiously in the direction of the source of the sound, hesitated, and walked over with an umbrella.

There was a big signboard in front of him, it was a troupe performing on the street.

People from the theater troupe were attracting tourists to watch the performance. When they saw the young master with the red umbrella and green clothes, they enthusiastically stepped forward and led him to the seat under the stage.

"Young master, do you want to watch the performance? Today the troupe sings two performances in a row. If you have free time, why don't you sit down and drink tea and listen to it?"

Lingzhi hadn't made up his mind yet, after all he was going out of the city to return to Wuqing Mountain, when he was invited to drink tea on the chair, he was dazed, as if he had forgotten one thing.

There were herbal tea melon seeds and snacks on the table, Lingzhi touched the cup, licked her dry lips, and took a sip.

The tea was sweet, with a clear aftertaste in the throat, so he took another sip, and when the cup of tea was bottomed out, Lingzhi poured another cup by himself.

Lingzhi has never heard of opera, the tune chosen by the opera troupe today is brisk and clear to the mouth.

Although he didn't know how to appreciate it, he listened to it silently for a while, and then he was inspired to follow suit with the performers in the seats around him, and they all followed suit and applauded.

Lingzhi's applause was a little low at first, but when she heard it cheerfully, she became more emotional, and when she relaxed, she became more courageous.

After the two scenes ended, the sun shifted by more than half.

Lingzhi regained her senses from the cheers of the performers, and remembered that she had to go out of the city.

He thought to himself that he seemed to be walking too slowly, and he should buy a horse with money, but he couldn't ride a horse, so he should hire another carriage, and finally find a coachman to take him away.

Lingzhi stopped and walked, asked passers-by on the street, and learned that he was going to the post station by hiring a carriage.

He turned a corner and was about to walk towards the post station, when a carriage that was approaching stopped in front of him.

The curtain of the car was lifted, revealing the gentle face of a doctor in white.

Mei Ruobai was surprised: "Lingzhi?"

Lingzhi held the small burden tightly with one hand: "Ah... Doctor Mei."

Mei Ruobai didn't see any attendants following Lingzhi, so she asked, "You left the house alone, what happened?"

Having not seen Lingzhi for several days, Mei Ruobai saw that his face was a little nervous, but his complexion was good.

And the other party seems to have a burden in his arms?

Mei Ruobai frowned slightly, Lingzhi had something to hide, why did the man from the Grand Master's Mansion let Lingzhi wander around Yancheng alone?

He had been in contact with Lingzhi for a while, and he knew that Lingzhi seldom went out, so what if he was deceived.

Mei Ruobai waited patiently.

Lingzhi held the oil-paper umbrella of Red Peony and bowed his head. He wanted to tell Mei Ruobai that he was going to the post station to take a carriage back to Wuqing Mountain, but Mei Ruobai said, "I'm going to the Anping Hou Mansion in the west of the city for a visit. If it's inconvenient for you to travel, I'll drop you off on the way."

Lingzhi hesitated a little, Mei Ruobai patted the vacant seat on one side: "It's hot outside, come in and sit for a while."

Mei Ruobai always treated Lingzhi very well, so Lingzhi didn't hesitate for a moment, got into the carriage in Meiyuan and followed Mei Ruobai to Yanfu for a visit.

It seems that the plan to return to Wuqing Mountain will be delayed again.

Lingzhi's thoughts were wandering, Dr. Mei was a good friend he made after he came out, he could go back to the mountains slowly, then leave Yandu City tomorrow.

……

In the other corner, the people in the sedan chair were silent, their good mood today was a little gloomy because Mei Ruobai took Lingzhi away halfway.

The secret guard asked cautiously: "Master, do you want to follow the young master's carriage?"

Xiao Yan said: "Yes."

The dark guard nodded, and said again: "I heard they said that they would go to the Anping Marquis Mansion for a doctor's visit."

The dark guard's martial arts are extremely high, his hearing is extraordinary, and he still has the ability to listen to whispers.

Xiao Yan said softly, "Then drop by and visit Marquis Anping."

Anpinghou always avoids his master whenever he can, like a mouse meeting a tiger.Most of the officials and ministers of the Manchu Dynasty belonged to the Xiao faction, the smaller half stubbornly guarded He Xiang, and the other half reluctantly insisted on a "neutral" attitude.

Xiao Yan treats this group of "neutral" factions, and will tease them when he is in the mood.

The dark guard wiped off the cold sweat that oozed from the hot summer day, and said in his heart that the master is so jealous, I hope that Anping Hou will not be frightened when he sees the master.

The author says:

thank you all!

At the beginning of this stage, I want Lingzhi to experience the beauty and liveliness of the world. I haven’t seen the outside world for so long. Let Lingzhi look at the world slowly and let Gong chase him well. Karma again slowly.