Chapter 26 Is she your wife?
"The rain is so heavy."
Shang Bingjiu carried a basket of goods and stepped into a ruined temple in the garden. There were already people inside taking shelter from the rain.
The young man was eight feet tall with sword-shaped eyebrows and starry eyes. He put his hands in his sleeves, smiled and nodded at Shang Bing's wine, lamenting the heavy rain in midsummer.
Shang Bingjiu put down the basket of goods and smiled with fox eyes: "Yes, the rain is really heavy."
"I'm afraid the rain won't stop for a while." The young man watched curiously as Shang Bingjiu took out the Xiao Baojing from the cage. "I, Xiao Qian, do you know your name? Who is this?"
"My name is Shang Bingjiu, and this is my beloved wife."
Shang Bingjiu spread a layer of brocade cloth on the cage, then put Xiao Baojing on it and sat down.
Before going out this morning, he redressed Xiao Baojing.
The girl's thick satin-like blue silk was braided into two loose braids. Her hair was decorated with many hibiscus flowers and jade beads. She wore a cardamom purple narrow sleeves with a bright yellow floral skirt and a red and green persimmon on her shoulders. The color is brocade, the eyebrows are green and the skin is as white as snow, very bright and lively.
The bright yellow round-necked robe he was wearing was also newly cut, revealing a bit of the snow-white collar and sleeves inside. The snow-white fox face mask hanging around his waist outlined the ends of his eyes with pink paint. He stood there with his sleeves covered, She has a pointed mandible, a charming figure and a youthful look.
Xiao Qian couldn't help but praise: "You two are such a perfect couple! It's just that the younger brother and sister look dull, don't they look like locals?"
Xiao Baojing: This man is also blind.
In the clear sky, how could you not see that she was just a puppet?
She is a puppet, so of course she is not a local!
Xiao Qian stared at Xiao Baojing, and suddenly took a few steps closer to take a closer look: "Why do I look at it, my brother and sister look familiar?"
Shang Bingjiu raised his wide sleeves with a half-smile and covered them in front of Xiao Baojing.
As if protecting food.
Xiao Qian came back to his senses, coughed awkwardly, and explained with a blushing face: "Brother, don't get me wrong, I just took a look, I have no other meaning. Xiao is only 21 years old, and he has a wife and children at home..."
His words are dense.
Shang Bingjiu yawned, rolled up his sleeves and looked at the rain curtain outside the ruined temple.
Xiao Qian seemed to have not spoken to anyone for a long time, and kept talking: "Where do you come from, little brother, and where are you going? I came from the north, but when I got here, I forgot where I was going. I plan to wait I decided to leave when I remembered my destination, so I took a nap here
"But when I woke up in the morning, I still couldn't remember where I planned to go. What's even weirder is that I only stayed here for a day or two, and somehow there was only half a piece of bread left in my bag, but I clearly remembered that I had brought it with me Five or six days of dry food... There is no one else in this ruined temple. Little brother, please analyze it for me. Did rats steal my dry food? "
Shang Bingjiu seemed offended by his previous behavior of looking at Xiao Baojing, but still ignored him.
Xiao Baojing took advantage of the two of them standing in front of the temple to watch the rain, and quietly looked at the ruined temple.
The statue of the god enshrined in the temple has collapsed, and the head is missing. It can be vaguely seen that it is a young man wearing Taoist robes.
She remembered the ruined temple near the Sheriff's Mansion, which seemed to be dedicated to the same person.
The rain pattered.
The rain didn't stop until dusk, and the moist rain and mist filled the ruined temple, making everything outside so wet that it was hard to see clearly.
A young man wearing green shorts suddenly came in from outside, smiled and bowed to Shang Bingjiu and Xiao Qian: "My lady is getting married tonight. Please come to the back garden at 3:00 and enjoy the wine."
Xiao Baojing: There are still people living in this dilapidated garden?
However, she heard that there were many down-and-out gentry in ancient times who lost all their property but only retained their ancestral property. Maybe this Loquat Garden was the one.
Xiao Qian said happily: "Although this little brother and I have never met the lady, thanks to the lady's care, we have received shelter from the rain in your house, which is a great favor. Please also tell the lady that we will definitely attend her wedding banquet." ”
The boy looked at Shang Bingjiu again.
Shang Bingjiu didn't comment, just smiled with his wide sleeves folded.
At three o'clock in the morning, it was completely dark. Xiao Qian tidied his clothes, grabbed Shang Bing's wine, and went to the banquet happily.
Xiao Baojing was not idle either.
She took out the Analects of Confucius from her bag: "Ji Zhengyan, are you still alive?"
Ji Zhengyan turned into blue smoke and floated out of the book.
After this period of cultivation, his complexion has returned to normal, and the small fish lantern crown on his bun emits warm light.
He bowed deeply to Xiao Baojing and said: "Miss Xiao took all the trouble to take me back to my hometown. I am very grateful. I also asked Miss Xiao to take me to Yuhua Lane in the east of the city to find a girl named Yunniang."
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After a pause, an imperceptible shyness appeared on his cheeks, and even the root of his eyelashes turned red under the candle: "Yun Niang is very recognizable. She is twenty-eight years old, fair and graceful, and likes to wear green skirts. I made an agreement with her , when we meet again, I will give her a flower.”
Xiao Baojing put on the Analects of Confucius and left the ruined temple: "Is she your wife?"
Ji Zhengyan followed her step by step, and said in a joyful tone: "Not yet married. Yun Niang and I have known each other since childhood, and I made an agreement with her that when I become a Jinshi in high school, she will be given three matchmaking jobs and six jobs, a phoenix crown and a harem, and an eight-carriage sedan chair. The scenery passes by. ”
The new moon is clear and clear, and the loquat garden is deep and winding.
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The loquat leaves on the branches are green and slender, surrounded by clusters of small green and yellow fruits. These loquats will mature in a few days.
Xiao Baojing wandered in the garden for a while before finding his way out.
When she was about to step out of the loquat garden, she suddenly stopped.
Behind her, a tree of loquats swayed gently in the night wind, casting ghostly shadows over each other.
She was suddenly confused: "What am I going to do...?"
The well-dressed scholar stood behind her, looking around blankly, and then rolled his sleeves angrily: "How can I go out at my daughter's house at midnight? Miss Xiao is really disgraceful!"
Xiao Baojing returned to the ruined temple.
Shang Bingjiu and Xiao Qian had not returned from drinking, and the temple was deserted.
She looked at the candlelight on the confession and suddenly said: "Ji Zhengyan, I remembered what we were going to do. You asked me to take you to Rongcheng, and asked me to take you to see Yun Niang in Yuhua Lane. You He said that Yun Niang was your unmarried wife, and that she was in her twenties, fair and beautiful, and liked to wear green skirts. "
"Yes!" Ji Zhengyan slapped his thigh fiercely, "Miss Xiao, let's go see Yun Niang quickly!"
Xiao Baojing did not move.
Something is wrong.
There is something wrong with this abandoned and dilapidated garden.
She is young and has a good mind, so how can she be so forgetful that she forgets what she was going to do when she walked to the door.
What's more, even if she forgets, Ji Zhengyan shouldn't forget.
She recalled what Xiao Qian said during the day:
——I only stayed here for a day or two, but somehow there was only half a piece of bread left in my bag, but I clearly remembered that I had brought five or six days of dry food.
Maybe it wasn't the rats that stole his dry food.
He had finished eating it himself, but he had forgotten.
He forgot that he stayed in this garden for more than a day or two!
(End of chapter)