No, gentlemen also guard against

Chapter 263

dusk.

The evening glow is fiery red.

The moon hides in the western sky.

Donglin Temple, Sanhui Temple.

Zhao Qingxiu gently pushed open the courtyard door and walked into the quiet courtyard.

Old Monster Sun came out of the ward, yawning, his white hair was quite messy.

"Girl, why did you come here? Where's the food? I'm starving to death, do you have any meat? Come on, drink! You have to take care of your stomach, so that you can spend a whole day helping this kid digest the tortoiseshell beetle."

"Yeah." Zhao Qingxiu obediently held a food box and handed it over.

In the courtyard, Old Monster Sun received the box with joy, opened a crack, smelled the aroma of wine and rice, walked away satisfied, and gave way to the room behind him.

Zhao Qingxiu stretched out her hand and opened her mouth, but stopped talking.

Old Monster Sun waved his hand, impatiently driving away:

"Go, go, wait, when he wakes up, the food will be cold, and the medicine is too powerful, and he will have to digest it for a while, then just throw two steamed buns by the bed and let him eat them in the middle of the night.

"Hiss, dumb girl, your cooking is really delicious, but it's a bit spicy. The poor Taoist is considered experienced. You can't order this local dish that is slightly spicy. These two words are more deceptive than quack Taoist priests."

"Huh, that's not right." Old Freak Sun, who was fully focused on the food box, came to his senses and turned around and muttered:
"Why do you bring him food, so you're not afraid of being tasted by him, guessing it's you? How will you leave then?
"No, no, I'm too poor to eat all these dishes, so I can't keep him."

Crane Cloak Qiu Laodao held delicious food and wine in his arms, with awe-inspiring righteousness.

The delicate and mute girl lowered her head, her little hands huddled in her skirt, pinching her cuffs habitually.

Standing in the courtyard in the evening sunset, she brushed the black hair hanging from her ears with her fingertips.

"You want to see with your own eyes how he looks when he wakes up? Do you not believe in poor medical skills or what?"

Old Freak Sun pouted:
"No, even pretending to be a cook is not enough. He has seen the two of us in the underground palace, so he must be suspicious."

He imitated with a strange voice: "How can a little mute who is no one wants in Tianji Nursing Home cook my hometown food? It's strange, really strange. Could it be my dumb lady?"

Seeing the mute girl in the middle of the courtyard suddenly squat down and hug her knees, her small body trembled.

Old Freak Sun immediately stopped talking, and waved his hand towards the ward behind him:

"Okay, you go in."

Under the setting sun, the old Taoist priest He Yuqiu held the food box in one hand and the wine pot in the other, raised his head and opened his mouth to catch the trickle of wine.

He smacked his mouth with a "tsk tsk tsk", walked away alone, and disappeared at the gate of the courtyard.

An old Taoist voice came faintly into the courtyard, which was very meaningful:
"Dumb girl, take a good look at him before it's dark.

"Well, one last look."

The venomous Old Man Sun left, and the Sanhui Temple returned to tranquility.

The dumb girl hugged her knees and stood up silently.

Walking to the mouth of the well, he fetched a bucket of cold water, lowered his head and scrubbed his hands stained with vegetable oil vigorously.

Wipe clean.

"Squeak", the sound of pushing the door sounded in the house in the setting sun at dusk.

Zhao Qingxiu stepped on the drunken sunset, and stopped in the sickbed of a handsome young man with short hair.

Glance back inside the house.

empty.

In front of the bed, the two lay down and sat down.

The mute girl said "ah" softly, and slowly stroked Ouyang Rong's thin and resolute face with her fingertips.

The movements were gentle, as if afraid of waking up his deep lucid dream.

Only she and Tan Lang were left.

Zhao Qingxiu suddenly remembered.

When they met Tan Lang for the first time, they also met like this:
Quiet evening, empty house, sick bed full of medicine smell,
And he who is unconscious...

At that time, her family was one of the poorest households in the village, and the only rich relative that the elders said was the cousin who married into the Ouyang family.

The Ouyang family is a large family in the village and town, with many members, and every generation has scholars who have obtained fame.

In fact, Tang Gu's life in Ouyang's was not very good. She was young and widowed, taking care of her only son, and Tan Lang was weak and sick.

However, Ouyang's family is a poor family, and the book farming is passed down to the family. The family has designated fertile land, and the output is exclusively for Tan Lang and other children to study, and there is also help for the widows in the family.

The lives of the cousin's family are still much better than hers, and they are decent.

As long as Zhao Qingxiu could remember, she knew that she was a money-loser in the mouths of her parents, and then she had a high fever. When she opened her eyes, she could only open her mouth with a silly "ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh" Dumb girl.

Zhao Qingxiu still remembers to this day that in that small shabby cottage, the atmosphere was silent and oppressive all the year round, the family of three ate in silence, and the dining table made the sound of creaking.

I remember the back view of my grandfather sitting on the threshold, smoking a dry pipe.

I remember that every time my father and mother looked at her, they always had frowning and worried eyes.

I still remember their occasional quarrels, the earthen pots and wooden stands that fell on the ground, etc., etc.

No matter how hard she devoted herself to embroidering female celebrities to subsidize the family, she looked up with hopeful faces, but she still couldn't see her father and mother showing their faces.

Until that day, the day that Zhao Qingxiu will never forget in his life.

My father's wrinkled and wrinkled face finally showed a smile, and he rubbed her crooked little head.

The cloth she wove that day was not exchanged for rice, but was cut into a new dress by her grandmother.

The mute girl changed her rags into new clothes and was sent to a courtyard with high walls.

Outside the house, there was the sound of chatting between the flattering father and mother and Zhao Tanggu who frowns reluctantly.

She who was forgotten in the outer room, just like today, walked into the inner room filled with the fragrance of medicine, alone.

I saw him sleeping on the sickbed.

The evening sun slanted on the side face, as if it was covered with a layer of golden light, clean, peaceful and beautiful.

Zhao Qingxiu has fallen in love with Tan Lang since the first time she met him.

do not know why.

The faces of my father and mother, who should have been clearly remembered, have long been vaguely forgotten, but the sight before the sick bed that day has been remembered for many, many years.

Later, without accident, Zhao Qingxiu became Ouyang's child bride.

She didn't blame her father and mother for 'selling' her, on the contrary, she was very happy for her father and mother at that time, and she was no longer a loser who ate rice for nothing.

At the same time, in front of Zhao Tanggu and Zhen Shi, the dumb girl Zhao Qingxiu couldn't help bowing her head, feeling inferior and guilty, and felt that she was not good enough for Tan Lang.

Her Tan Lang is a scholar who makes her extremely admired and envied.

Zhao Qingxiu is very content and cherishes the little husband in front of her very much, even though he often coughs on the sick bed and wakes up and faints from time to time.

She quietly stood by the sick bed, embroidered with a smile, and silently accompanied him.

Zhao Qingxiu will never forget the peaceful and beautiful days before the sick bed.

Later, Tan Lang woke up from time to time and found that she was dumb, so he didn't dislike her at all.

When she was awake, she fetched the "Book of Songs" and began to support her body, teaching her to write.

Three hundred and seven words.

Zhao Qingxiu clearly remembered that Tan Lang had taught her a total of [-] characters until the white ape appeared by the window.

From the first character, which is also her surname, "Zhao".

To the last word, the word "Qing" in "There is a beautiful person, as graceful as Qing Yang".

As for the later appearance of the restless white ape, which caused misunderstandings by her mother-in-law Zhao and aunt Zhen, Zhao Qingxiu and Ye Weilai have told the story of her being kicked out of the house in detail.

After being taken back to Yunmeng Jianze by the master who "just happened to" pass by, Zhao Qingxiu also looked back and fantasized again and again for countless days and nights.

If Tan Lang hadn't been seriously ill and comatose at that time, she tried her best to explain the truth of the white ape's stabbing to Tan Lang with the only [-] words in reserve, maybe she would not have been kicked out of the house by her mother-in-law and aunt.

But after thinking about it, Tan Lang and his mother-in-law and aunts would find it hard to believe such a bizarre thing even if it was explained.

In other words, even if she saw the white ape with her own eyes and believed it, but she was sitting in the deep room, as quiet as a virgin, but attracted a restless white ape, which stabbed the little husband.

It may be an ominous omen in the eyes of the conservative and closed-minded people in the countryside, so it may be a pig cage to welcome her...

In the words of Master later: This is fate.

Sometimes Zhao Qingxiu believed in fate, and sometimes she didn't want to.

Everyone in the rivers and lakes praised that the son of Yue inherited the spirituality of mythology, knew it from birth, fought against the agile white ape, and awakened the peerless swordsmanship.

But only Zhao Qingxiu knew that when the white ape sneaked into the house, it seemed to attract the attention of the dumb girl who was as quiet as a virgin, when he grabbed the embroidery needle and stabbed Tan Lang stubbornly.

The timid Zhao Qingxiu was able to bravely pick up the embroidery needle and stab at the white ape.

Her whole heart is only for her husband Tanlang, not to learn some peerless swordsmanship.

This is... fate?

It's the same now, Tan Lang was found twice in Longcheng, he was seriously injured and unconscious.

Before the sickbed, the slanting sunset gradually receded and disappeared, unknowingly, the vision in the room was dim.

Zhao Qingxiu bent down to get closer, carefully scrutinized his sleeping face, and gently stroked with four fingers of her right palm.

Before it was dark, she wanted to firmly remember his face.

Because soon, her sky will be dark.

After a while, the infatuated dumb girl slowly lowered her gaze, turned her gaze back, turned and walked to the table, and put all the manuscripts in her sleeves of the communication with the senior sister, Xie Lingjiang and others these days.

Among the various words and sentences on these papers, there are also the [-] words that she memorized by heart.

It was written by Zhao Qingxiu in a daze when she was alone at Tanlang's bed late at night.

How much I want him to take a look at the characters she learned.

Zhao Qingxiu's gaze fell on the last word "Qing" on the paper in her hand.

The word "Zhao Qingxiu" was the name she took after returning to Yunmeng Jianze with Master.

Before that, they had been calling her "Xiu Niang".

On that day, I said goodbye to Tanlang forever, far away from the hometown where I lived for more than ten years, the master turned to ask his name.

Sitting on the muddy ground, she blankly wrote the word "Qing" with her index finger on the muddy ground beside her.

From then on, the world lost a child bride-in-law named Xiu Niang, and there was an extra virgin, Zhao Qingxiu.

Zhao Qingxiu's story is simple and simple.

Her relationship with Tan Lang is also simple.

It is so simple that there is only one Tanlang in her heart.

Clean out all traces of her from the house.

Zhao Qingxiu turned around slowly.

"Cough-cough-!"

At this time, a violent cough came from the direction of the bed.

Zhao Qingxiu's delicate body froze, and hurriedly hid in the shadows.

But immediately, as someone coughed louder on the sickbed, she bit her lip nervously in the shadows, and suddenly felt something was wrong.

Approaching the bedside again, seeing Ouyang Rong's pained expression clearly, Zhao Qingxiu's small face froze for a moment, then panicked.

"Water...water...water..."

The good news is that the young man on the sick bed finally spoke weakly. The bad news is that his face was flushed, his eyes were closed tightly, and he was gnashing his teeth to tear the skirt of his collar, as if he was unbearably hot.

"Ah, ah, ah!" Zhao Qingxiu turned around anxiously.

She first walked over to the table and poured a cup full of herbal tea to feed Ouyang Rong.

Seeing that his abnormal hot state still failed to alleviate the signs, the dumb girl hurried out and brought over an old Taoist priest in a crane cloak who was drinking and wiping his mouth.

"Why is it so urgent? Tell me clearly... Forget it, it's really hard to deal with a dumb person like you."

Old Monster Sun sighed, put his arms around his sleeves, and entered the door with ease.

Taking a stroll in the courtyard, he first glanced at the strange Ouyang Rong on the sickbed, then immediately changed to a frowning and serious expression, and took a breath:
"not good!
"Dumb girl, it may be that the medicinal property of the tortoise shell beetle is too strong, or it may be that in the prepared prescription, blood red flower and salvia miltiorrhiza are counteracted, which stimulates the exuberant qi and blood at the Guanyuan point in the abdomen."

"what?"

"Anyway, the situation is not good now."

"Ahhhh!"

"You ask what to do? Well, it's not difficult to do if it's easy, and it's not difficult to do it if it's difficult.

"In short, this child's qi and blood are dry and hot, and the yang energy in his body is too heavy, so he needs to reconcile the yin energy of the virgin."

Old Monster Sun didn't blush and his heart didn't beat, he said solemnly:

"Almost forgot, this kid lacked mental energy before, but the energy and blood in his body has been vigorous and undiminished. Right now, he was accidentally aroused by the sky thunder... What a crime."

He looked around, spread his hands, and sighed in vain: "The poor Taoist is a Taoist doctor, not an old bustard. It's late at night, where can I find a virgin for him? What's more, there is an extra deal, which requires extra money."

After hearing this, Zhao Qingxiu, who was originally full of anxiety, opened her pink lips slightly.

At this moment, she noticed that an unscrupulous doctor next to her was looking at her vaguely from the corner of her eye.

Immediately, her cheeks were extremely hot.

But he turned his head to see the hot young man who was wringing his clothes.

Zhao Qingxiu was at a loss again.

Old Monster Sun turned his eyes away as if nothing had happened, and sighed:
"Hey, you Yue girls seem to have a rule that you can't marry for life, otherwise you will be punished. Forget it, the rule is the biggest. If you don't vent your anger on him, you will be cold, then...

"Pindao, let's call that handsome Confucian woman surnamed Xie. She seems to care about this kid, and she is perfect. She is probably willing to grit her teeth and suffer a big loss."

Old Freak Sun turned his head and was about to leave, but just as he took a step, his sleeve was tightly grasped by a small hand with only four fingers.

"Uh, dumb girl, what are you doing? Let go quickly, it's too late."

She shook her head vigorously, not letting go.

Old Monster Sun suppressed the corner of his mouth, frowning in thought: "Then what do you mean..."

The mute girl's clear eyes directly reflected the sick young man.

For a moment, I thought about the beauty of an adult, but my heart was inexplicably empty, as if I wanted to lose everything completely.

This is... her Tan Lang.

Old Monster Sun nodded, and said to himself:

"Oh, the original meaning is, come here... You young people really can't let go of your face."

Zhao Qingxiu's pretty face "brushed" and turned red, she was so ashamed that she wished she could find a hole in the ground and go in, never to come out again.

But Crane Cloak Qiu has already made a decision for her:
"Not being allowed to marry for life doesn't mean you can't lose your virginity for life, right?

"It's quite flexible, okay, I'll prescribe some medicine for you later, to cover up one or two things, but don't let your senior sister know, fortunately there is a gynecologist here.

"That's all right, Pindao goes outside to guard, stay away, and think about how to save him here."

Old Monster Sun went out.

Zhao Qingxiu burned her face and buried her chest, quickly closed the gates of the courtyard and the house, took off the sword on her back, stood in front of the gate with the sword, and set up a guard.

She turned around, and there were only two people left in the room.

Looking at the familiar empty and quiet house, the familiar Tan Lang's bed,

Zhao Qingxiu's small face suddenly recovered a little calm.

There was relief in her eyes, shyness, and joy.

It's fate.

This world-famous Yue virgin has a surprisingly thin and beautiful collarbone. You only need to untie your waist and slightly shrink your shoulders, and a double-breasted Wu skirt will slide off completely, just like peeling a lychee.

Suddenly, a scene even more beautiful than the white moonlight appeared in the back room.

I don't know anything, I can only fumble around awkwardly, and the scenery becomes more and more shy.

……

Old Monster Sun walked out of the house and stayed away from Sanhuiyuan.

While drinking, shaking his head:
"Silly girl, since you like him so much, why don't you do anything.

"Got to ask for something.

"Poverty can be considered the beauty of adults, hey, no, why do you feel that in this kind of thing, women will suffer more, and dumb girls will suffer again?"

The old Taoist immediately shook his head and muttered:
"That's not right, don't you brat advertise yourself as a gentleman, and be famous all over the world as a gentleman? Hypocrisy! Don't think about being alone and setting up a memorial archway for a gentleman.

"Hey, every time righteousness slaughters more dogs, most of them are scholars who are ungrateful."

……

I don't know how long ago.

On a sick bed.

The young magistrate closed his eyes and slept peacefully.

The dumb girl was clumsy, with tooth marks on her thin neck, and her small face was dazed, as if her mind was wandering away.

"Hmm... babble..."

The dumb woman covered her neck injury with her hands, her eyes were all focused on the white wall in front of her.

The wall is empty, she is full, the wall is hard, she is soft, the wall is white, but she is pink, the reflection in her eyes is up and down, the wall is moving.

She smiled.

At this moment, she finally had everything he had.

　Alright, I finished writing the picture I've always wanted to paint, just for this bowl of vinegar, I made a meal of dumplings... (hugs head)

　　
　
(End of this chapter)