I'm really not an old sword

It seemed to be the same path he had taken before, but it wasn't the same path.

Because when it was getting dark, Lin Qingsu found a two-story building beside the official road, which was lonely on the side of the road like a tavern in a martial arts novel.

At the same time, a group of guards were discovered.

The carriage in the middle looked like it had just arrived here not long ago. When Lin Qingsu walked to the front of the hotel, an old woman had just led a noble woman out of the carriage.

The noblewoman looked young, about sixteen or seventeen years old. She was wearing a purple-red dress made of thin silk, with a lavender petticoat underneath. The train of her dress was very long. One hand was resting on the old woman's hand, while the other hand was lightly grasping the hem of her dress. Behind her were two maids who were responsible for holding up the hem of her dress.

Looking at the woman's face, Lin Qingsu widened her eyes in shock.

Is it such a coincidence?

The man who suddenly appeared had already been noticed by the guards. Although Lin Qingsu's clothes were rough and looked like those of a countryman, due to his obviously unusual demeanor and appearance, the guards did not dare to drive him away. They just stared at him vaguely to prevent him from suddenly attacking and hurting the people they were protecting.

The noble woman also saw Lin Qingsu after getting off the car.

Seeing him staring at her intently, and realizing that he was an exceptionally handsome man who suited her taste, the unmarried girl couldn't help but blush slightly and whispered softly to the old woman beside her.

Upon hearing this, the old woman looked at Lin Qingsu, her face immediately alert, and whispered a few words to a young girl who was accompanying her.

The maid walked up to Lin Qingsu, bowed slightly, and said, "Sir, my lady is asking who you are? Do you know her? And why are you staring at her?"

"Your young lady..."

Lin Qingsu hesitated for a moment, then asked as she looked at the back of the woman who had been hurriedly led into the door by the old woman.

"Is your name Murasaki Shikibu?"

The maid shook her head: "My lady's surname is not Zi, nor is it Zishi."

"My young lady's surname is Fujiwara, and her name is Noriko. She has come to the capital to arrange her marriage with the master."

Chapter 6 Murasaki Shikibu's Spring Thoughts (K)

The maid's tone was gentle, but it contained a hint of warning.

Lin Qingsu knew that she thought she was a frivolous playboy who had taken a fancy to her young lady and wanted to kidnap her.

Didn't care either.

After all, he was so handsome, so it was natural for him to be wary. What's more, the eldest daughter in her family was indeed very beautiful, especially with a scholarly air. Her figure was obviously very outrageous under the loose kimono. The contrast was so great that the child couldn't control himself at all.

The maid bluntly said, "I'm going there for marriage." She also mentioned that the person he was going to marry was the Fujiwara clan, who were currently in power and controlled the government, obviously trying to dissuade him from having such thoughts.

But she never expected that Lin Qingsu would become even more excited after hearing that Fujiharako was about to get married.

Okay, just kidding. Although Lin Qingsu was excited, and although Fujimoto's appearance was very much to his liking and she had a scholarly air that others didn't have, coupled with her vulgar figure that was almost as good as Minamoto no Raikou's, she was indeed very attractive, but Lin Qingsu was just thinking about it.

He had never heard of the name Fujiharako.

Although Minamoto no Raikou refused, he actually had the idea of "If she really wants it, it's not impossible." However, after confirming that she was not a Heroic Spirit, Lin Qingsu completely gave up even the last thought.

He will be leaving in a few days. If he is not a heroic spirit, then he will never meet her again in this life. If he insists on kidnapping her now, what will she do after he leaves?

In this fucked up era, what would happen to a beautiful noble lady without the protection of her family?

Besides, if you take in every girl you like, then if you go out to travel in modern times, you will have to take in at least dozens of girls, not to mention three thousand beauties in your harem.

Although the wild flowers are fragrant, the young Lin Qingsu is very self-aware and has already understood her limits. She decided early on to close her heart and lock away her love, becoming a self-disciplined young man of the new era.

"I see."

The young maid's expression finally eased slightly, and she said softly, "Sir, you would like to stay here too. Meeting is fate. Please leave your food and lodging tonight to us."

After hearing this, Lin Qingsu's last bit of dissatisfaction disappeared, saying, "Although I have my reasons, what does it mean that you are giving me such a glare for no reason?"

Give someone a good reward after a beating. Although this is an old-fashioned method, it is practical.

"Then I'm sorry to trouble you."

Lin Qingsu really didn't have much money, so there was no need for her to fight for face.

The maid smiled and said, "Then please follow me."

So there aren’t so many pretentious things that get slapped in the face in reality.

Others can tell what kind of person you are by looking at your temperament and eyes. If someone confronts you and tries to show off, it only means that the guy who is pretending to be a pig but actually wants to be a tiger is born with a pair of unpleasant eyes and does not have the temperament of a strong person.

Although the old woman cautiously changed Fujimoto's original intention and asked the maid to question and threaten her slightly.

But that was only because her young lady was going to marry a man who could be her father and had several wives and concubines as his mistress, and Lin Qingsu had a good temperament and good looks, and looked like a real young man from a noble family, so she stepped forward to remind him not to make a mistake. Now that the misunderstanding was resolved, she naturally had to show goodwill in a hurry to avoid making him dissatisfied and making enemies for nothing.

......

When Lin Qingsu went in, Fujiharako was nowhere to be seen.

There were only some guards sitting in the lobby downstairs, waiting for meals and guarding the door.

Lin Qingsu politely declined the maid's offer to send the food to his room later, and stayed in the hall to sit with the guards, intentionally or unintentionally asking them about the news of Heian-kyō and the recent situation nearby.

“Is business so bad here?”

"Alas, ghosts have been causing trouble in recent years, especially around Mount Oe. The imperial court is completely unable to control it. Even Sensoji Temple, a favorite haunt of dignitaries, has not been resolved. Not only have I heard that it was razed to the ground a while ago, leaving no one alive or dead."

"The world is so chaotic these days, who dares to go out and about casually?"

"To be honest, I didn't expect this store owner to dare to open a store in this wilderness. I didn't expect the store owner to be so bold as to open a store here."

The guards glanced at each other and said with relief in their voices: "I thought we would have to leave overnight."

Lin Qingsu frowned when she heard that.

He really had some PTSD from the incident at Sensoji Temple, and it was really unsafe these days.

He always felt a little uneasy after hearing what the guards said.

But then he thought, "Why would this store open here if it's so dangerous and they're not making any money?" He didn't say it out loud. After all, having a place to stay before danger strikes is always a good thing.

And to be honest, with so many scapegoats, even if something really happened, it would be easy for him to escape.

After dinner, Lin Qingsu went upstairs.

Although they were very wary of Lin Qingsu, after resolving the misunderstanding, they still booked a good room on the second floor for Lin Qingsu - the guards all lived on the first floor.

After resting in the room for a while and digesting the food, Lin Qingsu went out to find the bathroom.

He hasn't taken a hot bath since he traveled through time. At most, he would wash his hair when passing by the lake. For Lin Qingsu, who took a hot bath every day, this was more painful than killing him.

However, just after he walked a few steps out of the door, the door on his side suddenly opened.

"Youzi."

The girl's cry stopped abruptly.

Lin Qingsu turned his head and saw the noble girl whom he had just glimpsed was standing in the room, looking at him in surprise.

"Hello."

Lin Qingsu smiled, not realizing how much damage her smile would do to an ancient noble lady who had not yet married and had rarely seen any other men except her father and brother.

Look at the Qi River, where green bamboos are like coffins. There is a gentleman, like gold, like tin, like a jade, like a jade. He is generous and generous, and he is dignified and dignified. He is good at playing and joking, and he is not cruel.

With her mouth slightly open, the girl suddenly had a line of poetry in her mind and she almost recited it out loud. When she came to her senses, her face flushed and she lowered her head in a hurry.

"H-hello."

Looking at Fujiharako's reaction, Lin Qingsu suddenly felt a little embarrassed. If she left, it would be impolite, but if she didn't leave, she would feel sorry for the meal and the room.

After thinking for a while, Lin Qingsu asked politely, "Are you looking for someone?"

Without saying anything, just help her find someone as a way of repaying her. Helping her find someone will not appear impolite and you can also keep a proper distance.

"Yes, I want to find my maid, Youko." Fujiharako whispered.

"Where has she gone?"

"Maybe he went to the bathroom?"

Fujihara's voice was so small that you had to listen carefully: "They went to prepare hot water for me, but usually the nanny would leave Youzi outside, but for some reason today..."

As Fujimoto spoke, she couldn't help but secretly look up and glance at Lin Qingsu.

Fujiharako has always been puzzled about the poem describing Ji Kang in Shishuo Xinyu. She wondered if she would really think of such a man when she saw him. From childhood to adulthood, apart from her father and brother, the only men she had seen were men in their forties who had a very good relationship with her father. She had always yearned for but did not understand those beautiful poems describing men. Now, she suddenly realized.

Perhaps the legendary Ji Kang is just like the man in front of him.

The sound is solemn and clear, and the voice is bright and clear.

"that..."

Seeing that he was about to leave, Fujiharako couldn't help but speak.

"what happened?"

"I, that, but..." Fujimoto hesitated for a long time, her little head almost hanging down to her chest, her earlobes as white as jade and ivory dyed pink: "I..."

Lin Qingsu couldn't bear to watch any longer: "But do you have something to ask me?"

“Yes, yes…”

Fujimoto nodded nervously, not daring to look up to let the other person see her face.

It must be very popular.

"I, I think..." After hesitating for a while, Fujiharako finally asked in a low voice, looking like she was about to cry, "Where are you from? I, I see that you have an extraordinary demeanor. I guess you must be from a noble family. Why are you dressed like this?"

Lin Qingsu then told Fujiharako the excuse she made at Minamoto no Raikou's place.

"I see."

Lin Qingsu's tone was gentle, and Fujiharako also relaxed a little.

When the temperature of her face dropped a little, she dared to look up slowly, but when she saw the pair of eyes looking straight at her, her face felt hot again. She lowered her head hurriedly and felt a little flustered.

"My dear, you are so pitiful."

"right."

Lin Qingsu sighed in sympathy. Not only did she have a heartless old goblin at home, but she also had a simulator that cheated people without paying for their lives.

What kind of sin did he commit in his previous life?

A period of silence followed. Lin Qingsu was immersed in her "tragic" past and couldn't extricate herself, while Fujiharako was so embarrassed that she didn't know what to do. She had almost never communicated with any man other than her father and brother, let alone such a handsome man. For a moment, she felt her heart was beating fast and anxious.

I wanted to start a conversation, but my mind was blank and I didn't know what to say. I was so anxious that I almost cried.

After recovering a little, Fujiharako whispered, "Sir, can you write Chinese characters?"

Lin Qingsu said with a smile: "I am Han Chinese, of course I can write Chinese characters."

"Then can you teach me, sir?"

Japanese people in the Heian period were proud of being able to write Chinese characters.

Although Fujimoto mastered many Chinese characters under her father's guidance, her mastery was only superficial. Although she was considered excellent among the literati of the dynasty, she always felt that her understanding of Chinese characters was still not enough. She always felt that the writing of some characters was very awkward, and some characters could not be translated.

Now that she heard that Lin Qingsu could actually write Chinese characters, the girl's desire for knowledge instantly overwhelmed her shyness, and she looked at him with admiration and longing.

Lin Qingsu was confused.

I can write Chinese characters, but they are postmodern Chinese characters. How can I write Tang Dynasty Chinese characters?

It's so funny, I've never even seen it.

Seeing that Lin Qingsu was hesitant to answer, Qu Teng Yuanzi thought that she was unwilling and her expression darkened.

"I'm sorry, I was abrupt."

"Not really." Hearing the girl's sad tone, Lin Qingsu subconsciously comforted her: "It's just that I..."

Damn, Lin Qingsu, ah Lin Qingsu, don’t you want to be a good man who keeps himself clean?!

Lin Qingsu quickly stopped using the central air conditioner and changed the subject, "I heard the young lady is getting married soon?"

It would have been better if she hadn't said it. As soon as she said it, Lin Qingsu noticed that Fujihara's shoulder moved slightly.

Her head was lowered and her expression could not be seen, but the girl's hands were clasped together under her intricate wide sleeves, her hair hung down, and she remained silent for a long time.

"I'm sorry for disturbing you, sir."