Fox Song Xingshu

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Some Confucian scholars who are not astonishing and endlessly think that the word "support" in the Tang Dynasty poet Li He's "Promoting the Jade Dragon to Die for the King" is not a verb but a noun. Xue Zhong once met a Confucian scholar who said so, he He refuted the other party wantonly.

At that time Xue Zhong was young and frivolous, he had to argue for everything, if this happened to him now, he would laugh it off.

"Master, this is very valuable, why would you give it to someone else? It would be nice to give it to me." Xue Yin took Yu Tibei and complained.

"Your waist is too thick to use a belt. Even if you do use it, it's still a huge belt, which can't be matched by such a small carry." Xue Zhong explained.

Xue Yin snorted dissatisfiedly, even if he didn't need it, he could give it to his old women and friends, use it for their son or husband, or simply sell it for food.

But these thoughts can not let the master know.

He left the Furong Courtyard with the gift, wondering if he should sell it at the foot of the mountain, and then tell the master that it was given to Dai Lang?Anyway, Master is a face-saving person, so it is impossible to ask Dai Lang in person, all he needs to do is deal with Dai Lang.

Seeing Xue Yin leaving with a full face, Xue Zhong knew that most of his jade belt would not be delivered to Dai Lang.

But it doesn't matter, he went back to the room, wanted to tell Qu Xingshu that Xue Yin had left, and asked him to play with paper figurines, but he didn't expect that when he walked through Qu Xingshu's room, he found that there was no one in the room, and he was a little worried. Walking to the study room, I saw that Qu Xingshu had consciously sat on the floor and started playing.

Xue Zhong regained Gujing's expressionless expression, sat down on the desk slowly, calmed down, and began to copy Buddhist scriptures.

I don't know when, he got used to doing two things at once, while copying the scriptures, he secretly glanced at the young man sitting not far away.

This child really pleases him, the expressions of fear, innocence, and greed are clearly written on his face, which makes Xue Zhong understand the child's mood very well.

The estrangement, misunderstanding, and hostility between people are mostly caused by ignorance. Xue Zhong can see Qu Xingshu very clearly. He can tell that Qu Xingshu is hungry, thirsty, angry or happy at a glance. So he couldn't help but like to get along with Qu Xingshu.

Thinking about it, the speed of copying the scriptures accelerated. After studying the lower script for more than [-] years, I always wrote slowly and vigorously, stroke by stroke day and night, but now it suddenly turned into cursive script.

The pen is like a dragon and a snake, and the clouds are flowing, and in the end, there is a single stroke.

He has no intention of copying Buddhist scriptures.

I still have nostalgia for the mundane world?Can you still develop a feeling of enjoyment for ordinary life?He thought to himself, from this point of view, I am impure with the six faculties.

Since he was a teenager, he has written brilliantly and is well-known in Jiangdong. He is known as an inexhaustible talent.After failing the imperial examination, someone begged him to work as an aide in General Jianghuai's shogunate, but he heard that the general liked to humiliate people, so Xue Zhong had a strong self-esteem, so he didn't go.

With nowhere to go, he simply lived in seclusion in the market, studied Taoism, and made some achievements. Later, he joined the Huangquan Society, planned wars and rebellions, and stirred up the overall situation of the world through another form. At the same time, his cultivation did not stop.

In his life, he had two purposes, to study Taoism, and to help the prince regain the throne.

But now he realizes how ridiculous he is. Because of a little fox demon playing in the study, he is so restless that he can't even write. He doesn't have the peaceful and natural state of mind of a cultivator.

In the past, he refused to admit defeat and felt that the world was unfair to him and owed him a lot, but now he suddenly thought, is it because he is not qualified enough?If you are not firm in your will, you can't take on the big responsibility at all?

"Daozhang, what are you thinking?" Qu Xingshu's cool voice made him stop his wild thoughts.

Looking down, it turned out that the ink in the brush in his hand was dripping everywhere, and a stack of good rice paper was ruined.

"Thinking about something."

"Master Dao, you don't want to write, do you? Why not go out with me for a while." Qu Xingshu said sweetly in a coquettish tone.

Xue Zhong raised his eyes and looked at him. The young man's narrow and bright eyes were full of obsequiousness at all times. Perhaps it had become a habit. Xue Zhong had never been in love, marriage or anything like that, and had no experience. The breath teased by the young man's eyes was a little messy.

"What are you playing?" he blurted out. There are only farmlands and woods nearby, and there is no market. What's the fun here?

Hearing that he was interested, Qu Xingshu ran over, and whispered to Xue Zhong, "Let's go... how about stealing a chicken?"

. . .

Not long after, Xue Zhong, who was dressed in a Taoist robe with a straight face, followed the disheveled fox boy to a nearby chicken coop surrounded by a fence, next to a family.

Xue Zhong understood with a dark face. It turned out that the child's "stealing chicken" was literally stealing chickens raised by others, not another name for a game.

"If you want to eat, I can buy it for you." He said in a deep voice.

"No," Qu Xingshu drooled when he saw the lead rooster in the chicken coop that was bigger than a puppy.

"You child, I didn't expect you to be a diligent person." Xue Zhong was speechless.

He was curious about Qu Xingshu's past. Fox demons generally relied on pleasing rich families, being wives and concubines, and living a life without worrying about food and clothing while sucking money.Seeing that Qu Xingshu was wearing silk and satin when he came, he should have lived that kind of life in the past.

However, ordinary fox demons are very lazy, and they are used to living a comfortable life, so there is no one who likes to sneak around like Qu Xingshu.

Xue Zhong watched as Qu Xingshu rolled up his trouser legs, exposing his tender ankles and calves, climbed over the fence, and approached the chickens on tiptoe. Several chickens clucked twice and flapped their wings away from him.

He also didn't intend to start with these small chickens. He fixed his eyes on the largest rooster on the other side of the flock, bowed his waist and lowered his head, and knelt on the ground and walked forward on his knees, looking like he was hunting. wildcat.

Xue Zhong looked at him and held his breath, for fear that he would startle the chickens and cause trouble for Qu Xingshu.

The big rooster has a bunch of tumors on its comb, and its claws are thick, long, and sharp. Qu Xingshu looked at it from a distance and thought it was easy to deal with, but when he got closer, he realized that it was just a little monster.

He became frightened, swallowed his saliva, and wanted to forget it, what if he was scratched to death by it!Or scratching half to death, how shameful it is to spread the reputation that you can't even beat chickens.

But Xue Zhong stood outside the chicken pen with his hands behind his back, with a stern expression, as if looking forward to it, Qu Xingshu didn't want to let him down, the Taoist priest treated him very well.

He gritted his teeth, closed his eyes and jumped at the big rooster. Xue Zhong watched the child rush forward, thinking happily that he would be able to catch it with a certain probability, but he frowned, and the big cock jumped up instead of running away. , spread its wings like a giant eagle, and clawed at Qu Xingshu's face with its two long claws.

This claw will probably leave a terrible scar on the child's face.

He didn't bring a fly whisk or a sword in his arms, so he pulled out his hairpin at the very moment and threw it at the big rooster vigorously. The hairpin hit the heart, and when the big rooster exerted force, the chicken blood spurted out, and immediately lost its strength, and threw it at the big rooster. Then he threw himself to the ground, was grabbed by Qu Xingshu's wings, and lifted up.

"Taoist! Look." He was very happy, and smiled at Xue Zhong, his handsome face with red lips and white teeth reflected the sun, very beautiful.

Xue Zhong's long blond hair fluttered messily on his shoulders, like a fairy, but he looked at him worriedly with a terrified expression.

Qu Xingshu had never seen such an expression on the Taoist priest's face. He felt that he had gotten into trouble again, and the joy of catching the big rooster just now disappeared. Touch his forehead.

The boy's forehead was plump and clean, and Xue Zhong brushed some messy hair aside one by one, his eyes were loving, Qu Xingshu knew that Xue Zhong also looked at Xue Yin with the same eyes, but they were not so enthusiastic.

Daoist Priest's hands were cold, it was so hot tomorrow. .

However, he seems to like me. .Treat me like Xue Yin!

Qu Xingshu smiled at him, his eyes narrowed into a line, and the two dimples on his face looked very cute.

Chapter 6 Xiao Qingling

That day, Shen Xi was beaten up with a bruised nose and a swollen face, and someone took away his purse, and the token of the Xuanniao Club was worth a little money because it was made of copper, so he didn't know who took it away, and the sword was the same.

When he got up from the ground, he tried to open his swollen eyeballs and looked at himself. Fortunately, what he was wearing today was not the school uniform of Xuanniao Society, with the name on it in gold thread.

Liuli appeared behind him at some unknown time.

"What's wrong with you?" He was wet all over, and touched the shoulder of the short boy Shen Xi.

Seeing Uncle Liuli, Shen Xi rushed into his arms, and told him the ins and outs of seeing the fox demon, chasing the fox demon, and being beaten by the crowd.

With a black face, Liu Li hugged Shen Xi horizontally, and slowly walked back to the residence.

Both of them changed back to the school uniform of Xuanniao Club, and they sat together depressed and speechless until a carrier pigeon flew in through the window and landed on Liuli's shoulder during dinner.

There was a small letter tube tied to his leg, and Liuli took it out and read it.

"Uncle, what's the matter?" Shen Xi asked.

Liuli pressed the note, looked at him and said, "The national teacher asked us to go back."

"Ah?" Shen Xi opened his eyes wide, unwilling to say: "Why go back! Don't chase after the fox demon?"

He was beaten for nothing.

Liuli nodded, and pushed the letter to Shenxi.

The letter stated that Li Changsheng, a demon in the middle of Sichuan, had caused chaos, and Han Xuanchu and Jiang Fengyue in Xuanniao Society were missing. They were only asked to go back to the capital and prepare to attack Li Changsheng.

There are three bungalows in a small courtyard in the mountains. The outside looks like a latrine, but the inside is luxuriously decorated, covered with white tiger skins, burning with ever-burning lamps, smelling the precious dragon birthday incense, and the wind is blowing outside the door.