Leyendo los restos (Wen Guan) - Capítulo 111

“Take me back to Taishan Mansion.” Ayin slapped Jianzi on the table.

Opposite is Li Shiyi, who is packing up his books. Just turning over several ancient books, he turned his eyes on her.

Ayin’s mouth curled, and a rare look of weakness appeared again. It has been more than a month since Arrow returned to Taishan Mansion to handle official duties. Seeing that Li Shiyi and Song Shiji were both returned to Shanghai, she did not hear from her, and she did not even say hello.

I only went out to listen to the play today. It was about the story of the champion man seeking fame and forgotten his wife. She has that palace flower hat, and that beautiful lady. Where can I still remember Wang Baochuan who has been in the cold kiln for eighteen years?

The sadness in Ayin’s eyes was tossed to pieces, and the chin that was moved and moved was also wrapped up in grievances.

Li Shiyi put aside inexplicably, and only said to her: “Living people can’t enter the underworld.”

Ayin blocked her words: “He pensado en ello, extract my soul, put it in your divine order, and return it in a day or two. This will definitely cover people’s eyes.”

The two idioms in a row have not been used wrongly, which shows that I am really anxious.

Before Li Shiyi could respond, she bit her mouth and stabbed another sentence: “señor, the man with great magical powers, bring a little devil into Mount Tai. Is it possible that the man is not able to do it? Que no, this man is doing nothing. Si puedes, but you don’t want it, my green plum and you are also in vain.”

Very reasonable, Canción 19 asintió.

Li Shiyi glanced at Song Nineteen, took out the Shen Tu Ling, and tapped his ring finger on it, knocking out the youngest Tu Yao who looked like a lamp god. The youngest Tu was sitting cross-legged, still looking sleepy, e inmediatamente dijo: “Qué ocurre?”

Ah Yin stepped forward and pushed him on his shoulder: “Squeeze.”

It is March in Yangchun, when the grass grows with willows and green leaves, the embankment is rippling in the spring breeze, just like this beautiful flower newly added to Taishan Mansion, the waist and legs are full of smoke, which is a beautiful scenery in the south of the Yangtze River.

Ayin never thought that Taishan Mansion would look like this, and even the four seasons are the same as in the world. Seventy-five Yin divisions, largo y pequeño, are like scattered provinces and towns, distributed along the yellow springs, and the misty yellow springs seem to be winding. The giant snake, the belly of the snake is wrapped in the center of life and death. There are very few people who live and die, and the street buildings should be Song-style. Except for a few pedestrians by accident, the rest is the lonely horse that Song XIX once disliked.

Ah Yin entered the Department of Life and Death, as if he had entered the Forty-Nine City for the first time. Look here and there, it’s very fresh. Li Shiyi’s clothes became a snow-white long skirt with a collar, his black hair was half closed, and his usual tall face was still paralyzed, but Ah Yin looked at him with a certain style.

Li Shiyi didn’t go to his own temple, but just took Ah Yin to the Futi Temple. She had been away from Taishan Mansion for a long time, and the original courtyard was left in the cold. Now her subordinates are performing their duties. She has not many public cases, so she simply moved to the Futi Temple and lived with Aro.

Ah Yin finally saw A Luo, with a long braid on her side, her black long skirt wrapped around her rugged waist, and she was immersed in writing. She in the underworld returned to the fading blood color of the world, like a thousand-year-old mural refilled with cinnabar, the simplicity and the beauty of the house are just right, and the whole body is glowing with transparent light.

Ayin looked at her, how she liked it, as if she took out a piece of invaluable porcelain from the mound, she held it carefully, swept away the dust that had passed through the years, and found that it was more beautiful than she had imagined.

If she saw the favorite antique, she could still admire the exquisite craftsmanship of the predecessors, but when she looked at the favorite Aro, she didn’t know who to praise.

Arrow first smelled the familiar warm fragrance, su nariz se movió, y luego miró hacia arriba.

Ayin grabbed a handful of buttons on the side of the cheongsam and twisted his shoulders back and forth, feeling that the style of the peony was not fashionable enough.

Arrow smiled at her tweak, y desapareció en un instante. Arrow lowered his head and nodded to the empty chair in front of him: “Siéntate.”

It’s often said that Xiaobie wins newlyweds, but Ah Luo is always so unhurried. The etiquette is first affection, so A Yin’s predictions have no way. He can’t put his arms around her neck in an ambiguous and affectionate way, Tight thoughts wrapped around her smooth calf.

Through the incense, Arrow read the official documents, while talking to A Yin in a low voice, his voice rustling, like a young silkworm devouring the mulberry leaves in Ah Yin’s brain.

Ayin felt that she could no longer be tempted by her proximity, and because of her many official duties, she simply had to withdraw.

A Luo agreed, and Ling Wu Qian led her around. Yin dijo, “Voy ahora” and was about to turn around, but was stopped by A Luo in deliberately lost eyes. Arrow reached out to her, squeezed her cool finger, rubbed her fingers back and forth three times before letting go, and then he said in a warm voice: “Desacelerar.”

Ah Yin responded softly, and even the ending sound was very crisp.

After leaving the Futi Temple, Ah Yin became alive, and put A Luo on her face by scratching the palm of her hand.

She tied the silk on the buttons of the cheongsam, summoned the youngest Tu Yao who was passing by, y le pregunte, “Hay algo mal?”

Tu Laoyao looked up at her, saw her chin raised three points, and her eyes looked a little funny, so she asked her, “Qué ocurre?”

Seeing him idle, Ah Yin pulled him aside and discussed with him in a low voice: “Yo te pregunto, where is there a shop for making cakes in Taishan Mansion? If the color is better, you will prepare it for me.

I just asked for five coins and asked for a roster, the top three will be given two copies, and the rest will be one copy. Ten cuidado, and don’t miss it. “

Tu Yaoyao looked at the roster that Ah Yin handed over and blinked his mung bean eyes: “Qué estás haciendo?”

Ah Yin didn’t answer, but asked him persuasively: “Mírame, now when you arrive at Taishan Mansion, what should you call me?”

“Ayin.” Tu’s youngest voice was like Hong Zhong.

Seeing Ah Yin wanted to sing at him, he quickly changed: “Grandma Yin.”

Ayin took a deep breath, glared at him like a fool, estirado **** over the three words “Fu Ti Dian”, and then raised an eyebrow.

Youngest Tu understood: “Yan Wang’s daughter-in-law… Señora.”

Ah Yin’s eyes curled, biting her lower lip to make her laugh, but she didn’t respond generously. She only rubbed the silk, turned her face to the side, and turned it back after a while. There were still three points in her words. : “You are also a sensible one, y eso es. I came here so easily, naturally I want to know more about it, and to say hello to her subordinates, it’s all considered to be acquaintance.”

“Oh!” Tu’s youngest member dragged the ending sound very long, as if rolling several raw eggs.

Ayin cleared his throat and hurried him: “Don’t hurry.”

Futi Temple has never been so lively before. The five-money master, who has always spoken little, summoned the people to the front hall in embarrassment. He saw a girl in a red cheongsam twisted in the hall, and Master Shentu standing in front of the monarch beside him. , The girl said hello one by one very kindly, and said that there were a few tables of banquets in the yard and a few tables of mahjong. Everyone was happy and happy.

The ghost officials under the five coins were still thinking about what they wanted to celebrate when they were sitting on the card table.

The ghost officials looked at each other, took a sip of wine and looked at the girl, secretly exchanged glances and touched another card. After pushing and pulling like this for a few times, seeing Lord Wu Qian had no other instructions, he just threw a piece of Wubing, and then I put my heart in my stomach and rubbed the mahjong.

Seeing the joy, Ayin was happy, his waist swayed with the winding river, and you came and went with the fragrant wind. Al poco tiempo, he went to the banquet to greet another jar of aging, y despues de un rato, he leaned on the table to point the country.

Tu Yaoyao wrinkled his face and looked at her at the entrance of the courtyard, his eyes hurt as he was shaken by the flying butterflies.

It took about half an hour before I saw Ayin twisted his hand over, picked him up in his eyes, and walked out of the Futi Temple gracefully.

Walking to the street with his shoulders on his shoulders, the noise of the noise gradually disappeared, and Ah Yin collapsed his back, helped a sore back, rubbed his stiff face, and turned his mouth back and forth before asking the youngest Tu Yao: ” cómo?”

“How about what?”

“Does it look like the wife of the army master?” The wives of the high-ranking officials and dignitaries win people’s hearts, as if they are all so long-sleeved and good at dancing.

The youngest Tu Yao couldn’t remember what the wife of the army master looked like, but he looked at Ah Yin, who was sour in the teeth, and felt that it was a bit too late.

But naturally he did not dare to say.

After greeting her colleagues, my grandmother remembered another worry. I don’t know if Ah Luo returned to Taishan Mansion for more than a month, but it wasn’t the pretty myrtle who served the book. Si es así, then this month will become a year. , Looks anxious. She grabbed the silk backhand and backhanded, and only asked Tu Laoyao to find her and look at her. There was a stance in which the lady of the house could catch Hu Meizi. The youngest Tu Yao had a complicated expression, leading her straight to the Naihe Bridge, looking at the clusters of blooming myrtle underneath, and pointed his hand: “Aquí.”

Un Yin estaba atónito.: “Qué quieres decir?”

Tu Laoyao pulled her down and said, “I don’t know which plant it is. It should be a new one. I don’t know if I can talk or not.”

Ayin was wondering, but listened to the small, trembling leaves on the other end, calling her: “Girl Ayin.”

The second monk Ayin Zhang was puzzled, and he drew the tender leaves, as if he couldn’t resist any fiddle, and asked the youngest Tu Yao from his side, “Why is it like this?”

Tu Laoyao sat down on the open space and talked to her about the cause.

The aggressive Madam Ayin drooped her chin and her eyes became weak. The silk was twisted and twisted, and she was speechless for a while. It took a while before she reached out her hand to plan the soil next to it, and piled up the fine rhizomes of Atao. , As if to warm her up.

She sighed while adding soil, y susurró suavemente: “You are actually a love and righteous person.”

Pensó, y dijo, “But it’s not that I can’t tolerate people. It stands to reason that if I follow the old ritual, I enter the door and become a wife, and accept you as a younger sister, No importa.”

Youngest Tu was shocked and stared at her. A Yin rolled his eyes and said softly to A Tao: “But A Luo is different. I didn’t marry her, but I really have her in my heart. Por lo tanto, I can only help you.”

To say that two hearts are happy is also a fortunate one, and cruelty is also cruel.

Myrtle clicked a branch, muy lindo. Ayin feels even more guilty, racking his brains to think of a way, y dijo: “You probably know that I am very close to the emperor. When you become a human, I beg her to pinch a good one and give it to you. , Do you like it or not?”

Myrtle leaves trembled and remained speechless for a while, and Tu’s youngest member also stubbed his throat, and was speechless for a while.

“Lo se en mi corazon, don’t say it to others.” Ayin clapped the remains of his hands.

Tu Laoyao glanced at the flower bones supporting his ears in the garden, and sighed secretly.

Just about to pull her up, she heard a soft call from the bank of Naihe Bridge.

“Quién está ahí?”