The strange woman who plays power: the fourth lady who plays power

When people on the street heard this, they all showed disbelief in their eyes.

"You really went?" one asked.

"So what if he really went?" Fu Yaxuan replied.

"Wow!" Everyone hissed and dispersed.

Fu Yaxuan caught the rough man in time and asked, "What's going on? If you don't explain clearly, you will never leave."

The thick man was tall and strong, but he looked so weak in front of Fu Yaxuan who was full of martial arts. He didn't struggle, but said in surprise: "Did you see anything last night?"

Fu Yaxuan asked back: "What should we see?"

"You must not know that Hu's mansion is haunted by ghosts. After Hu Yufei died, the ghost stayed in Hu's mansion. Everyone in the whole town knew about it. Mrs. Hu was possessed by a ghost, so she got a strange disease."

Fu Yaxuan froze for a moment, the thick man took the opportunity to break away from her hand, and ran away as if fleeing.

"Ghost? Are there really ghosts in the Hu Mansion?" Lu Qiuhong stared, regretting that she slept so soundly last night.

"Nonsense, nonsense. If there is a ghost, you can catch one and show me." Fu Yaxuan shouted irritably.

"If it's so easy to be caught by you, is it still a ghost?" Lu Qiuhong couldn't help laughing.

Cui Moyao thought hard, and began to feel that what Fu Yaxuan said last night made sense, he frowned and said, "Thinking about it now, I also feel that the Hu family is spooky."

Lu Qiuhong immediately shrunk her shoulders, said with trembling lips, "Stop talking, it's so scary, let's run away."

"You didn't believe me when I told you last night." Fu Yaxuan stared at Cui Moyao.

"I believe it now."

"Why do you believe it?"

"Because you said it, you said you saw a ghost last night, so I believe it."

Although his voice was not loud, the people around him heard it all and avoided them far away. When it comes to ghosts, no one is afraid.

Lu Qiuhong and Han Gaoqiqi's eyes widened, and they said in unison: "Did you see a ghost?"

Do some people really believe that there are ghosts in the world?

However, people in ancient times were quite superstitious. The later the period, the less people believed it, because the science became more and more advanced.

"I'm sleepwalking to hell." Fu Yaxuan said lightly, and walked forward angrily.

The other three also followed closely.

People in the whole street saw them and ran away from them.

"Ma'am, madam, have you really seen a ghost? What does a ghost look like? Is it a blue face and fangs?" Lu Qiuhong asked curiously.

"Ask again? Ask again and I'll catch you and send you to ghosts to eat." Fu Yaxuan said angrily.

Lu Qiuhong hurriedly shrank behind Han Gao, and said in horror: "I'm not as lucky as you, and I can't see unclean things."

……

This small town is called Meifeng Town. There are plum blossoms in spring and maple trees in autumn. The four seasons are like spring and picturesque, with good mountains, good water and good places.

Outside the bustling street, there is a beautiful Meifeng River, which flows slowly and is crystal clear. A flat boat is on the upper reaches of the river, and the clear and crisp wind chimes can be heard from a distance, adding a tone to the bustling sound.

Here is full of quaint amorous feelings and the atmosphere of the most primitive ancient town. The villagers have lived on farming for generations, and the children are running around by the stream, having a great time.

Sitting on the boat, they can scoop up a handful of clear water as long as they stretch out their hands. Being in the scene, their mood suddenly becomes brighter.

Now, Fu Yaxuan and the other four are sitting in a small boat, looking at the beautiful scenery on both sides of the river, forgetting all their troubles.

A painting hanging on the boat attracted Fu Yaxuan's attention. In the painting, white clouds floated in the air. A woman in white clothes stood proudly in the clouds. Her melancholy eyes made people feel like they were in a dream. wish to wake up.

That kind of melancholy temperament is as psychedelic as amethyst, as elegant as an orchid and as noble as a peony. No one can match her beautiful posture.

Does such a person really exist in the world?

The light purple background gives people an infinite romantic feeling, but the pure white brings people into a slightly sad and beautiful realm, where sadness and poignancy coexist.

Fu Yaxuan couldn't help caressing the person in the painting. He had to admit that the artist's painting skills were top-notch. He showed the face and expression of the painting so naturally, that beauty seemed to come out of the painting at any time.

The painting was signed, and with a few lines of elegant words, Fu Yaxuan lightly opened his vermilion lips, and read: "The fragrance of red lotus root is fragrant and the jade mushrooms are in autumn. Lightly untie the shirt, and go to the orchid boat alone. Send brocade books in the cloud? Goose word back At that time, the moon is full on the west building. Flowers drift by, water flows by itself, one kind of lovesickness, two places of worry. There is no way to get rid of this feeling, so I lower my brows, but come to my heart."

The middle-aged boatman smiled and said: "Girl, I think you must be a well-educated person."

"Have you read a little bit. Sir is also a reader?" Fu Yaxuan looked up and down at the boatman, and then looked at the boat. The color of the wooden boards showed that the boat was old. This is such a beautiful painting. It really shouldn't hang in such an ordinary place.

"Old man, I don't know a single word, but my younger brother is a nerd. Ten years of hard work, but he has achieved nothing." The boatman sighed and frowned.

"This painting must have been painted by your younger brother?" Fu Yaxuan asked.

"That's right. He's just a nerd. What's the use of reading a lot? He can't lift his shoulders or his hands." The boatman's tone seemed to look down on scholars.

Fu Yaxuan didn't like his tone, and retorted: "He can go to the No. [-] Scholar Examination and contribute to his family and the country."

"I've persuaded him, but he refused to go. Now he's teaching in a private school, and he's just fooling around with two meals. It's really useless."

"It's not bad to be a teacher, to train the next generation."

"Hey, my father and mother supported him to study in the hope that one day he would be able to take an official position and come back to honor his ancestors, but he ruined his future for a woman. Hey...he didn't even think about it. Miss, I am just a poor scholar, two people in completely different worlds... Hey, now that everyone is dead, I still refuse to let him go, when will my stupid brother stop wishful thinking..."

The boatman babbled on and on, Fu Yaxuan probably understood a little.

"Did your younger brother give up taking the No. [-] Scholar Examination because of this woman?" Fu Yaxuan asked.

The boatman nodded, and said while shaking his long pole lightly: "The woman in the painting is Hu Yufei, a daughter of a wealthy family in the city. In the past, everyone talked about this lady full of praise. She is kind-hearted. , gentle and beautiful, no one in this town wants to marry her, even people from other places come here admiringly."

Looking at the person in the painting, Lu Qiuhong felt sorry, and asked, "Didn't she die a year ago?"

"Yes, she is dead, and my younger brother also lives in a daze all day long. He is energetic when he returns to private school, and he looks like a dead person when he returns home. My elderly parents are half angry at him. An old life." Speaking of the sad part, there was a choke in the husband's words.

Fu Yaxuan stared at the river water, pondered: "He must love her badly."