Introduction: The story of the romance and romance

In Yuntai Mountain, in front of the Taohuawu, it is when the peach blossoms are in full bloom, and the peach blossoms are blooming brightly throughout the mountains.

Today is March 3rd, Daughter's Day.

It is truly "human faces and peaches are red in color". Now there is a group of Song Dynasty ladies in the peach blossoms. Seven or eight people are sitting around a few peach trees, passing cups to each other, and laughing softly.

"Daughter's Day" is the day when an unmarried woman in the Song Dynasty dates a lover. Of course, these six or seven women brought their male companions together. They sat leisurely in groups of three or three, while the male companions gathered around them to show their affection. Some were laughing and savoring fruits on their men's companions, some were intimate in helping them wipe sweat and handkerchiefs, and some were sitting together in pairs, just talking soft and sweet words.

What a picture of a lady playing in spring.

Among all the male companions, one of them was the most majestic guy with a chubby figure on his face, with Maitreya Buddha on his face, and he brought more than twenty family members, as well as six or seven military companions wearing Fanyang hats and military jackets. With these people in uniforms, the group of people held the entire Taolin openly, making it impossible for idle people to get close.

Amid the laughter, the drum sounded softly. Under the peach tree, a woman in goose yellow dress with her eyes, thin figure and a little cute and innocent, beat the drum with her thin arms one after another. With the drum sound, the women conveyed a silk flower in their hands. Every person who received the silk was like receiving charcoal, and quickly passed the silk flower in her hands to the next female companion.

But some people don't care. When the silk girl was passed on to a big-eyed girl with a plump figure, a round face, and even the back of her hands, she seemed unhurried. She first picked up the fresh girl charmingly, pretending to smell the non-existent fragrance, and then she smiled and handed it out at the urging of her companions.

The drum sound paused at this moment.

"Oh," the woman sitting under her shoulder quickly shrank her hands, with a cheerful smile on her face, pushed the male companion beside her, and said, "I don't touch this child, so you should do it - poetry is like I embroidering it to you. It's a small matter, I'm just about to listen to your masterpiece."

The girl holding a hua girl was covered with a tender green roe on her goose yellow spring shirt, and her face was full of charming smile, as tender as if she had cooked eggs for seven minutes. She twisted her body slightly, and the golden steps on her head trembled with the plumpness on her chest, which made people feel heart-beat. She even glanced at the girls: "I don't believe that on this Daughter Day, did you not find a few knives to catch the knife in advance when you were leaving, and wrote a few poems early in the sleeves in your arms? I haven't read them yet now, let's listen to your master's masterpiece."

Her slanted eyes are called "snatching eyes" by modern people, and it is a fascinating way, which makes the male companions beside them swallow their saliva.

The girl who was teased by her spat: "Oh, I don't play knives in front of Lu Ban's door, and I can't write poems in front of Li Bai's tomb. With you, the number one talented woman in Haizhou, sitting in the seat, I found ten sword-catching people a year in advance and made small words that I worked hard to make are not as vivid as your casual small sentences. I said, Suzhen, what are you waiting for? I haven't heard your new words for many days. Take them out quickly and let me wait for you to enjoy."

The girl called Suzhen put away the fresh hua. When the men serving the people next to him saw the argument settled, they immediately let out a fanatical cheer. The voice was a little hoarse, just like a fan who heard that the idol was about to speak. As everyone shouted, the little fat man with many companions as military men looked at the woman holding the hua with obsessive eyes, and said sweetly: "Sister Chu, I've been holding it in for several days, just waiting to listen to your wonderful words."

The girl named Hua is Chu, and her name is Chu Suzhen - in name she is Xiaopang's female companion.

Miss Chu giggled, her laughter was as crisp and gentle as a yellow oriole. Using such a voice, it was enough to be a singer: "In fact, no matter how many poems we write on March 3, no matter how many poems we write, they are not as good as Li Yian's poem "The wind is soft and the sun is thin and the spring is still early, and the shirt is suddenly in a good mood. When you sleep, you feel a little cold, and the plum temples are broken. Where is your hometown? I forgot unless you are drunk. When you are lying in water, the fragrance will fade, and the wine will not fade."

Under the peach tree, the red-eyed petals fall down, and the flowers are truly colorful.

In this anime atmosphere, a woman replied, "Why are you drunk now? I'm imitating a song like "I'm drunk and don't know the way back. I'm so happy that I'll go back to the boat late, and I accidentally entered the depths of the lotus hua. Fighting to cross, fighting to cross, shocking a line of gulls and herons."

"Let me think about it-" Miss Chu pondered: "It's a pleasing place that I can't make good poems, I'm sorry for the scenery like a painting..."

Taking advantage of the time when Miss Chu was thinking, the female companions seized the time to whisper to her boyfriend.

At this time, the female envoys silently conveyed tea, fruits and vegetables. Against the backdrop of colorful petals, a female lady in the tree said casually: "I don't eat anymore, I don't eat anymore, I'm greedy for the scenery today, and I'm so full of eating too much... Ah, when it comes to Li Yian's poems, I forgot the sentence that Li Yian often shows off - 'People are thinner than yellow'.

Oh, nowadays, all the daughters regard thinness as beauty. I don’t know how to control myself at all today. When I go back, I’m afraid that my mother will be told that I can’t eat for several days… I’m going to die, Shi Yanei, why are you looking at Miss Chu drooling? It’s so pickled, wipe it quickly.”

A scholar present looked unhappy: "Shh, Miss Chu is thinking, just whisper."

At this moment, the light in the sky seemed to change for a while, and it was steep and dark. However, it took a short time to darken, less than a quarter of a second, so that everyone looked around strangely, but found nothing unusual...

The laughter continued, and a female companion's boyfriend responded with an obsessive look on his face: "That's it! Miss Chu's poem comes out. If it is spread to the world, today, those who are enjoying each other will inevitably be muttered... In fact, I still like Miss Chu's posture, which is called 'full and decent'."

"Go", the man's female companion was not angry, and she shouted: "Eat what is in the bowl and look at the pot. Miss Chu's fairy-like figure, there is something you can match..."

The woman who was talking stopped abruptly. She looked at Shi Yanei, and her expression seemed to be saying: Shi Yanei is even less worthy.

The male fan's words just now attracted the crazy nod of the men present. All the men looked intoxicated and looked at the contemplative Miss Chu with their eyes looking up at the idol, as if modern people were looking up at Aunt Qiong Yao, the romance novel master.

There were no romance novels and idol dramas in the Song Dynasty - and the small lyricist writers in the Song Dynasty were equivalent to the protagonists of idol dramas today.

In this era, famous people who write small poems encounter a fanatical worship.

While waiting silently, a young scholar unfolded his fan and suggested casually: "There is wine and tea, and the beauty is on his knees... and the sound of the piano will be more elegant. I will play the piano and help Miss Chu think."

Everyone responded with a loud bang: "Put your collar in the wind, peach petals, sitting alone in the sea to play the piano, chanting beautiful poems, and drinking scholars—it's really an elegant thing in the world. Come on, brother Huang, play a song of the moon in the West River for us."

As he was speaking, a smile appeared on Chu Suzhen's active face: "Wait, I have it-Su Yingchun, Xiaoxiaojiang Shangshu..."

The fat Shi Yanei heard a sentence and immediately shouted loudly: "What a poem, what a poem."

Chu Suzhen's expression immediately changed from contemplation to anger, and she roared at Shi Yanei: "I just said something, why are you interrupting me?"

Unfortunately, her anger was hung on a lively, dynamic, youthful and sunny face. It didn't make people feel angry at all, but instead added a kind of charm of slight anger and irritation. Shi Yanei suddenly felt that he was rewarded, and he was complacent: "A word is good, it's so beautiful."

It's so angry that you can't please people like this... Eat alone. Therefore, the male companion present was furious: "Shi Xiaopang, shut up, stay there, cheer after listening, okay?"

In the midst of the common hatred of the men, Shi Yanei smiled silly and touched his head: "I can't help it, Miss Chu, please continue... Do you want to have some tea first to moisten your throat? This is picturesque... Oh, if you don't like tea, then come some wine, Hu Shang's wine? Suzhou Tusu wine? Hangzhou lychees? Okay, I'll stay there, don't disturb you... I really don't want it, just say it directly, I thought you wanted it."

As Shi Yanei was pestering and beating, under the jealous eyes of his men's companions, Yanei, who got what he wanted, finally happily picked up a glass of fruit wine, trotted to Chu Suzhen, and served the wine glass with great sincerity. Chu Suzhen didn't go to pick up the wine glass, but just stood by Shi Yanei's hand, put his red lips up and drank the wine in the glass in one gulp. Shi Yanei's mouth couldn't close, so he took out a handkerchief with his back hand and said carefully: "There is a wine stain on his lips, I'll wipe it for you."

This action made Chu Suzhen feel too much, and she glared at Shi Yanei fiercely.

Shi Yanei was glaring, his body was half weak. He didn't feel that everyone's eyes were full of condemnation, it was jealousy. He smiled and put away his handkerchief, slacked off at everyone, and immediately retracted into the corner under Chu Suzhen's stare.

Chu Suzhen took a breath and continued to recite her poem: "Well, 'The cherry blossoms on the Xiaoxiao River are spring, making a lot of sorrow. Half a pole of sunset, two rows of new geese, and a small boat.

Xichun is afraid that you will go first, so I will wait until I am drunk. Tonight, in my heart in the Ming Dynasty, the next day..."

When Chu Suzhen said the last sentence, she paused and asked curiously: "What voice is so miserable and loud?"

Shi Yanei shouted loudly: "What a poem, a good poem."

Chu Suzhen stood up angrily: "The last sentence is not a poem, it is a question - what am I asking you?"

Shi Yanei immediately responded: "Ask...ah, it's easy to ask, it's easy to ask."

With a "puff", the people present burst into laughter, and they laughed tilted and rolled around the ground.

Shi Yanei asked blankly: "Ci? There are two last words in Ci. Hurry up, Sister Chu, I will finish those two words soon. I asked someone to copy them and post them on the wall of the temple. It was like a story of 'Bishalong'."

It is said that in the Tang Dynasty, a young student went to Beijing to take the exam and lived in a temple. The monks in the temple didn't like this poor student who was eating and drinking for free. They deliberately started the meal and rang the meal bell, so that the poor student missed the meal. The poor student then wrote poems angrily on the temple wall, but after he became an official, he returned to the temple for many years and found that the monk in the temple carefully covered the poems he wrote with a green sarong, and photographed those poems that were blown by the wind and rain...

Shi Yanei is complaining.

There is also a Taoist temple in Taohuawu.

Originally, Shi Yanei thought he could rely on his father's power to be a judge in the Wuwei Army, and the Taoist nuns in Taohua Temple did not flatter and welcome them together, but unexpectedly, they had a cold face: Taohua Temple used the excuse that the houses were rented out, and now there was no free house, so they refused to move into the temple.

In front of his girlfriend who was trying to please him, Shi Yanei felt so embarrassed that he was so unwilling to give Shi Yanei a face. He was very annoyed, and the consequences... the consequences did not seem to be serious.

Taohuaguan said that they rented all the houses to scholars who were preparing to take the autumn examination, and there was no spare house. Although Shi Yanei was arrogant and his father was very powerful - equivalent to the role of the supervisory director of the prefectural committee, who dared to offend the candidates these days?

Once those candidates pass the state examination and then go to Beijing to participate in the provincial examination, who knows whether one or two future prime ministers who jumped into the dragon gate will be able to emerge among them.

Therefore, even in front of his girlfriend, Taohuaguan’s Taoist nun was very disrespectful, and Shi Yanei could only bring a large group of people to the back slope of Taohuaguan obediently, and found a free grassland in this Taohua forest to spend the wonderful time of Daughter’s Day.

Fortunately, Taohua Temple did not dare to offend the six or seven yamen in this corps. They sent a female nun to serve him and diligently presented the wine brewed in the Taoist temple, which made Shi Yanei feel a little breath. But his tone was still not smooth, and Shi Yanei wanted to break into the temple and conduct a graffiti that was passed down to later generations.

A spring outing poem written by Miss Chu Suzhen, the most talented girl in Haizhou, is like a pig slaughter with a butcher knife, and is just right.

Look, you group of fresh graduates who occupy the Taoist temple, are you as talented as my girlfriend?

When you see the poem written by my girlfriend, do you still dare to say that you are literate in front of me?

I couldn't even know the words, and I dared to come to the city to take the exam, and I occupied the temple with a swagger. I made Shi Yanei, so I could only sit on the hillside with my girlfriend in shame - how big a mistake did you, a group of uninformed birdmen, make, do you know?

The female nun sent to serve her in Taohuaguan was named Miaotai. This beautiful and beautiful nun in her early twenties had been sitting lazily. When she heard Shi Yanei's clamor, she just smiled warmly and replied weakly: "I have prepared my pen and ink for Yanei. I wonder which wall in the temple?"

Shi Yanei shrank his neck.

This Miaotai is Shi Yanei, who dares not provoke a partner.

Before Miaotai became a monk, she was also a treasure girl from an official family. However, she was weak since childhood and her biological mother died early. So, her father, who was an official in the local area, sent her to the Taoist temple to cultivate her body and cultivate her nature. Several years later, Miaotai's father's term was over and she was about to leave the local area, but Miaotai was unwilling to return to her hometown with her father, so her father used his power to buy a certificate of becoming a monk; so Miaotai was considered a formal monk in Taohua Temple.

Unlike most Taoist nuns who travel around the streets and rely on spreading right and wrong to deceive wealthy families, Miaotai's father bought a manor outside Haizhou City for his daughter, 100 acres of land, and then donated it to the temple with a large sum of money. He did not want anything else, but only wanted his daughter to live in the temple without having to make a living. Miaotai had these reliances and always came alone in the temple, with a few old nuns around him serving him, and two maids left by his father were with him. He usually did not participate in the mundane affairs in the temple, and he looked lonely and admiring.

But because of this, Miaotai is also loved by some self-proclaimed noble officials and women.

When these officials came to the temple to burn incense and practice rituals, they liked the tranquility of Miaotai courtyard the most, and also liked the official style revealed by Miaotai's diet and living. They often asked the host to live in Miaotai courtyard and were personally received by Miaotai... Of course, Miaotai was lonely and was willing to agree to the request of the observer and relive the past life in his interactions with the official women.

Therefore, although Miaotai did not go out to visit her often, she had close ties with the officials and relatives of Quanhaizhou City. Of course, it was precisely because Miaotai came forward to receive her that Shi Yanei did not dare to act wildly in Taohua Temple... Offending the nun in front of her was equivalent to offending the female relatives of Quanhaizhou City. It was very terrifying to say that women were gossiping.

Shi Yanei turned to Miss Chu depressedly, who glared at Shi Yanei and said disapprovingly: "You actually know the story of Bishalong... Wait, let's calm down, as if... another voice came?"

Indeed, the sound came again, which was an extremely high decibel scream, faintly, as if yelling "ghost" or something.

Immediately afterwards, deep in the Taohua forest, behind the temple wall of Taohua Temple, a faint sound came from the sound of a quick running, and a faint sound of a dying breath, or a wild beast moaning.

Miaotai looked at the red temple wall hidden deep in the peach forest, estimated the location in his heart, and still explained in that lazy and disapproving tone: "There is a lotus courtyard, and there is a pond in the courtyard. Therefore, the scenery in summer is particularly good. But in winter, the lotus leaves are withered and the yard looks dilapidated and cold. So it was always vacant in winter. It was rented out a few days ago and rented it to an old customer.

This old scholar has taken the exam more than ten times, and every time he comes to Fucheng, he lives in Hehua Academy. The old scholar is in his forties and has pale hair. However, he seems to be very grand. He brings six or seven family members and seven or eight maids every time. His family members are driving carriages to deliver things and ask about their well-being... Maybe, this is the old scholar teaching a lesson for the female envoy. He is used to it often."

As Miaotai spoke, the movements in the depths of the peach forest temporarily subsided. But when Miaotai said this, two or three loud shouts suddenly came from the place where the sound just now... as if saying "Don't mess with me" or something.

The loud shouts were all from the man's voice, and the voice was filled with indescribable anger, fear, despair, and indescribable ferocity - this was not like teaching a lesson to the female envoy.

With these loud shouts, a huge iron artifact collided, and the sound seemed to have a thunderous sound in the clear sky. There was no warning before, but the sound was loud enough that the woman sitting in the peach forest could not hold her cup. Most of the yamen were panicked, jumped up and leaned against the peach tree and tried to calm down, trembling.

In a panic, Chu Suzhen asked in surprise: "What's the sound? The whole ground is swaying... Oh, what's wrong?"

Accompanied by the loud noise, a few shrill screams came from the depths of the peach forest. Then, all the sounds calmed down, the world was dead silent, and time seemed to have stopped, so that it took no time for the people present to wake up by the screams coming from the deeper the peach forest.

These two screams were made by women, but the sound was just high and suddenly it seemed to be cut off by a sharp blade, and the scream stopped abruptly...

So, there was only the sound of wind, a rustling sound, the sound of upper teeth touching lower teeth, the sound of clothes shaking, and leaves. The sound of huahua could not bear the trembling and falling.

In the peach forest, men and women rolled all over the ground, and many women hugged their male companions tightly, unable to speak in fear. There were also women who had fainted...

Of course, overall, there are more men among the people who fainted, only two women fainted, while half of the men who fainted: four.

Among the men, Shi Yanei was standing. When the sound was heard, he jumped up like lightning, pulled Chu Suzhen behind him to cover him, and then his body was straightened up, looking up at the temple wall deep in the peach forest.

Among Shi Yanei's servants, there were six or seven Wuwei military soldiers sent by his father for personal gain. When these people heard the sound, they had already protected Shi Yanei tightly. Six or seven military soldiers had already drawn their swords in their hands. One of the military soldiers whispered: "Yane, let's retreat first. There are many young ladies and maids in the wilderness. Let's retreat to a safe place first, and then call everyone to check."

At this time, Chu Suzhen held Shi Yanei's hand tightly, looking very dependent.
To be continued...