Chapter 23 lost floor

The next day, when Ziyan woke up, Fu Chuanhong had been waiting for a long time, and when they met, he yelled: "Ah, last night was really weird. We were drinking vigorously, but the pot disappeared! It's so disappointing. Jiaojing originally wanted to call you , Later, when I ran out of wine, he actually treated me!" Zi Yan said: "Let him see a doctor, won't there be many problems?" Fu Chuanhong nodded again and again: "Yeah, Fangzi prescribed a bunch of them, as if he was suffering from a terminal illness. Fortunately, there is a ruin buried there, and the fortune teller told me that I was free from illness and disaster before forty! That's why I got rid of him."

Ziyan smiled and said, "Where is Yuhua?" "I looked for her early in the morning and heard from her junior sister that she has gone to take care of the spice warehouse in the Tibetan Fragrance Room. Except for you, everyone else has gone to the main building of Jitian Pavilion to meet Master Jian Jia. I specially waited for you to go there together." Zi Yan said embarrassedly: "I drank too much last night, and I slept through it." Fu Chuanhong asked Fu Chuanhong to wait a moment, went to wash and change clothes, and changed into a thin sandy blue silk yarn jacket, which faintly revealed the entanglement inside. Branch lotus pattern.Fu Chuanhong looked at it and said: "Every time I see you changing your clothes, I want to paint for you. You are always very beautiful."

Ziyan said: "If you really want to draw, I'll change your face to make sure you have different shapes." Fu Chuanhong laughed loudly, "I'll keep an eye on you when I have time, and keep on drawing to see if my pen is fast enough, or Your face changes a thousand times." Zi Yan thought for a while and said: "Forget it, I admit defeat, it takes too much time to make a face, but you draw much faster." The two talked and laughed, and arrived outside Jitian Pavilion.Jitian Pavilion has seven layers of double eaves and an octagonal spire soaring into the clouds. It is a place for entertaining guests and learning incense.The two of them entered the pavilion, but unexpectedly found that it was empty and there was no one there. A female disciple who was cleaning saw Fu Chuanhong and came up to her and said, "The master of the pavilion told me to tell you that she accompanied the two masters to choose spices in the Tibetan incense room. The two of them will go there when they arrive. The other three masters are very interested and lead their disciples to climb Mount Sapo. Master Jian Jia and the remaining two masters will drink tea at the Jingxiang Pavilion, which is not far to the east."

The two looked at each other and smiled, and guessed that the climbers were Yang Azi, Biyue and Danmei, Jianjia was accompanied by Ruins and Jiaojing, and as for the ones who were mixed with Xihua, they were undoubtedly Suye and Qingluan.Since it was the closest to the Jingxiang Pavilion, Fu Chuanhong insisted on paying a visit to Jianjia on the way first. Ziyan agreed, watched all kinds of fragrant flowers and beautiful trees along the way, and went outside the pavilion in an instant. "Drink some tea soup made from hawthorn, chrysanthemum, and silver flowers, or boil lotus leaves and plantains as water." Jiao Jing's loud voice spread faster than the wind, and Ziyan heard that he was prescribing a prescription again. I can't help but have the urge to run away.Beside the stone table in the pavilion, the bright mirror is dancing, a smooth bald head is bouncing up and down, Jian Jia has a slim back, and she is sitting upright listening to him.Fu Chuanhong stepped forward calmly, and pulled Ziyan to see Jianjia.

Neither of them thought that Jian Jia was dressed as a girl, so when they saw them, they beckoned and said, "Come on, Jiao Jing is teaching me how to be light-hearted, so come and listen to me too." One or two-year-old sister.The perfumer used spices all the year round, and Ziyan was so happy that she didn't think of her as an elder, and said: "I see the master's face is radiant, his body is light, and he has no worries about being fat. What's more, fat people are so empty, wet, and phlegm." , Master Jian Jia does not have such a strange appearance, so there is no need to listen to alarmist words."

The bright mirror earrings flicked, and he gave him a look of ferocity. Xu Zang clapped his hands and smiled and said, "Ziyan, you are wrong. Among women nowadays, which one is fatter? They are more proud of being thinner. Go ask Chuanhong. You know, those women in the harem all regard it as a pleasure to reduce their body and reduce food, don't they just want to be as light as a swallow?" Fu Chuanhong shook his head and said: "None of them are normal. If I hadn't dealt with official errands, I wouldn't bother to draw those women. The beauty of a person is well-proportioned. If you deliberately lose weight to be thin, you don't look like a person." After thinking about it, he said to Jian Jia, "In my case In my eyes, the master and Ling Gaotu are both first-class beauties, as long as the mood is cheerful every day, those external decorations can be saved." Ziyan smiled secretly when he heard him praise Xihua.

Xu Zong said: "Ah, you ruined Jiaojing's business, not to mention Ziyan's fortune in beauty prescriptions. But you are right, Master Jianjia is indeed a natural beauty, even if it is not pink enough Fat, just as glamorous and moving." Being praised by everyone, Jian Jia didn't have much joy, she frowned, and said in a serious manner: "You say I'm good-looking, but in these years, I haven't even come to propose marriage. Why can't I get married if I'm pretty? It’s because I don’t see outsiders in Jitian Pavilion. It’s a good time for you guys to come this time, Jiaojing, I’ll go to your Wugoufang to live for half a month, and then I’ll go to the blessed place where the stars are buried in the ruins, plus Yulanyu, Wushuang Pavilion, and Chenxiang Valley. If you live in the past, you must be able to play for the first half of the year. You must show me more, um, even if you arrange a blind date... If you don’t care about me, I will grow old and lonely in the future, and you will kill me!"

Zi Yan and Fu Chuanhong looked at each other, they were familiar with Jian Jia's temperament, and said with a smile: "I calculated earlier, you still have many years before you can be a star, now you might as well do whatever you want, in the future, multiple people will control you, even if you want to be happy." Jiao Jing also smiled and said: "If you want to marry, you might as well consider me, Wugoufang lacks a young lady..." Xu Zan and Jian Jia laughed together when they heard this, and ignored him. Zi Yan coughed, thinking that it would not be appropriate to listen to Jian Jia's private affairs, and Chen Xianggu was sideways with him, it would be difficult to help her find a good son-in-law no matter what, she said immediately: "Master, please let me take my leave first, 姽Hua has something to do with us, we'll come as soon as we go."

Walking out of the incense worshiping pavilion, the two were speechless all the way, and when they approached the incense storage room, they laughed at the same time.Unlike Fu Chuanhong's unexpected snicker, Ziyan was faintly worried that Jian Jia didn't want to stay in Jitian Pavilion, and Xihua might not be able to resign as the Pavilion Master.He secretly planned, and he didn't even hear Fu Chuanhong's exclamation just now. If there is a disciple, there must be a teacher. Seeing that the previous assumptions about Jian Jia were too normal and rigorous, Ziyan's heart moved. If she had stereotyped prejudices before changing her appearance, it would be difficult to grasp her charm.Fu Chuanhong sighed: "Fortunately, I didn't take the liberty to paint for Master Jian Jia, otherwise, if I write in a dignified and elegant place, I will be inferior."

Zi Yan said: "Before you paint, you don't talk to people?" Fu Chuanhong shook his head helplessly, "Painting ordinary people has this skill, if you are in the harem, how can you make fun of the concubines? Every once in a while, you have to go to the palace to suffer, I wish I could learn from you , Find a place with strange mountains and different waters to live in seclusion." "Who wants to live in seclusion?" He walked towards him with a loud voice, and Fu Chuanhong immediately stopped talking and looked him up and down. She never gets tired of looking at her face. Every time she sees her face for the first time, she is amazed by the brilliance in her eyes.Like the magical music between heaven and earth, Yanhua's eyes had the brilliance that attracted him the most, and when they met, they "clanked" to stir his heart.

Fu Chuanhong couldn't help but stare, Ziyan knew that he would be a goose when he saw Yuhua, and replied on his behalf: "A certain person is talking nonsense, if you travel around with me, he will immediately give up the idea of ​​living in seclusion and say indefinite." At this time, a group of male and female disciples followed Yanhua to the outside of the room, and Suye and Qingluan each held spices in their hands.Fu Chuanhong sniffed the provocative fragrance, couldn't help being envious, and said to Xihua: "What kind of incense are they asking for, I want it too." Xiehua pointed to the closed door of the Tibetan incense room, raised his eyebrows and said: "It's not difficult to get incense, first get it Go in. There are twenty-five disciples behind me, and five of them each have a key that can open the door together. If you want to go in, find these people.” Fu Chuanhong took a look around and saw that the beautiful men and women perfumers with similar clothes and faces were all waiting for him as if watching a good show.Ziyan asked: "Is it counted in me?" Yanhua said: "You can help him if you want." Ziyan smiled, bowed to her, walked to Suye, and whispered something.Su Ye smiled and patted his hand, and Yan Hua muttered: "You are not allowed to cheat." Su Ye raised both hands, indicating nothing. Fu Chuanhong pulled Ziyan over, and the two whispered, while Yanhua and Qingluan looked curiously.No matter how good the eyesight of these two people is, after all, they cannot communicate with spirits, and they are determined not to see who is carrying the key.After discussing for a while, Fu Chuanhong and Zi Yan actually laughed and glanced at the twenty-five disciples with a smile on their face.All the disciples were full of suspense. Seeing the artist approaching leisurely alone, he greeted everyone with a smile. All the disciples clapped their hands in a panic. After greeting everyone, Fu Chuanhong walked up to Yuhua, took out five keys, and said, "This is what you want, right?" , I wondered when Fu Chuanhong learned to be empty-handed and stole the key without showing a trace. Fu Chuanhong clasped his hands together, put away the key, turned his head and asked Ziyan, "Can you see clearly?" Zi Yan smiled and said: "I can't understand it very well." She walked up to the five people who had hidden keys and pointed them out one by one.Seeing the key in Fu Chuanhong's hand, these people immediately touched their pockets to confirm whether the key had been stolen.Fu Chuanhong said to Yuhua: "Here, now you can ask for incense." Spreading his hands, there are five leaves. Suye looked away nonchalantly, as if it had nothing to do with it.Yanhua said: "I was deceived by you again!" Fu Chuanhong didn't know what she meant, and quickly waved his hands to defend: "I have no intention of lying to you! It's your fragrance, we must ask for it." Zi Yan Dao: "If you count us cheating, I have nothing to say." I want to make things difficult, but I want to see more changes in the brows and eyes, one, two, but my heart will be confused, I don't know which one is more serious.You can't pay more attention to it, Suye's eyes are like needles, if you rub it a little, it will pierce into your heart.Not wanting to let people know, but pretending not to care, Yanhua said lightly: "You guys are smart, come in with me!" Qingluan said: "We'll go back to see Master Jianjia, so we won't accompany you." Suye was noncommittal, and when Qingluan walked out of the house alone, he nodded slightly to everyone, and then drifted away. Ziyan and Fu Chuanhong followed Yuhua into a spacious room in the Tibetan Fragrance Room.Looking up, the beams and trees are unattainable, magnificent and majestic.The Tibetan incense shelf inside is three feet high and more than ten feet wide. Dense spice names.Tibetan incense sticks with different lengths and widths.Ziyan strolled in, her fragrance was like a shy lady covering her face, calm and calm.He felt very strange, and heard him say: "Many houses in Jitian Pavilion are built with fragrant wood, and the whole body is full of fragrance. Only the Tibetan fragrance room is made of fragrant wood. If you don't open these lattices, you can't smell the fragrance at all." This is especially the case in the quiet room where the incense is refined, it must be isolated from the smell, so as not to mix the wrong spices." Fu Chuanhong opened a square with his hands, and thus entered a Fragrant Mountain.The feet are floating, as if filled with clouds, people are smoked into light smoke, mixed with fragrance, dancing in the air, fluttering, winding around the column like red silk, like a dragon, or a radish, thinking To ascend to heaven.There was a fire in my heart, and it was roasting alive, and finally a strand of silk remained, falling weakly to the dust.Life is over, desires are endless, and there is another gust of wind, silk like long sleeves, flinging out exquisitely.Thinking about looking forward to the brilliance, leisurely and contented, with a light cough over there, the soul suddenly returned to the body. Fu Chuanhong stared blankly at Yuhua, "Oh!" Knowing that he was ambushed by the incense, his limbs were as comfortable as drunk, and he quickly closed the drawer. Yan Hua asked, "What kind of fragrance do you want?" Ziyan counted them a little, and there are thousands of grids. It is believed that Jitian Pavilion has collected them carefully for many years, and what Yanhua taught him in the past was only one percent.Knowing what he was thinking, Yanhua pointed at the Duobaoge opposite the incense stand, on which were countless incense vessels, simple and elegant, exquisitely crafted. Different incense, with different utensils, like a hero and a beauty meeting each other. Seeing the two people staring at each other obsessively, Yan Hua casually pulled out a shelf, took a piece of incense, and brought a hollow three-color glazed incense burner from the shelf, and lit the incense. The aroma of sweet pine and turmeric slowly dissipates, as if seeing a young girl wearing brocade and stepping on lotus flowers.It was approaching, smiling like a picture, and the fresh breath of cardamom and cloves warmed people's faces.Waiting to reach out, wanting to grab her fluttering and agile clothes corner, Tianmu and Diye stand in front of him coldly like serious elders.The obsessive admiration turned into staring at the distance, like stars staying together forever, even if you lose this life, you will never leave. Zi Yan and Fu Chuanhong sat cross-legged without knowing it, facing the incense burner and meditating for a long time.Until the incense burned to ashes and the dream ceased, the two of them kept thinking: what kind of incense do they want? "It's rare to come to Jitian Pavilion, what kind of incense do you most want, I will help you to match it." But what the heart thinks is often unclear.Fu Chuanhong said: "I don't ask for any special incense, I just want to burn incense and paint in the future, so that I can think of today." Yan Hua glared at him, the idiot seemed to be pointing something, but she didn't want to think about it.Floating life is like a dream, today is past, how could it be saved by a stick of incense.Let's take it as an exam question for the time being, Jihua frowned and concentrated, and fell into deep thought when facing the incense burner. Fu Chuanhong whispered: "It's hard to match?" Zi Yan looked at Yu Hua's bright and beautiful face, she was a bird flying happily in the forest, coming and going without any ties.But if there is no concern in people's hearts, it is ruthless and boring. It is better to let him add fuel to the flames, make the incense burn faster, and smile: "But it is not difficult. Take the spices she carries and mix them with the spices in your residence, so that you will be safe in the future." When you smell it, you will think of today. If you don’t think it’s enough, add the fragrance just now, and you’ll be safe.” Fu Chuanhong's eyes lit up, and he said happily, "Exactly! It's so simple, I didn't expect it." She was indecisive, it was already annoying enough, and someone stepped in to add to the chaos.Yan Hua said angrily: "Nonsense, what kind of matching method is this, I don't know it. Don't play tricks, you can get what I give you, don't pick and choose. If you are always taking advantage of it, don't think I will spend time practicing it. Fragrance." After speaking, without looking at the two of them, he opened the grid, grabbed two flavors of incense and put them in his arms, and when he came back, one of them lost one. Ziyan got it in her hand, but didn't dare to put it away, seeing her look a little hesitant for a long time, Fang said: "Could it be the sweat medicine?" Yanhua smiled treacherously, Ziyan seemed to see Suye taking out the "unspeakable" again, so she made up her mind never to use this fragrance on herself.Fu Chuanhong didn't know whether he was going to die or not, so he was overjoyed to hold the incense sticks and put them away carefully. After giving away the incense, Yanhua sent the two of them out of the room.When she came to the door, she glanced at the grids on both sides complicatedly. From the chaos and ignorance to the current report of the root of everything, this is what she misses the most.She should take good care of this place on behalf of her master, but she wants to go out and see the world until she has the confidence to refine a furnace of incense that surpasses her master. Not just to surpass you, Master.Yan Hua closed the door. In order to get out of the shackles of thousands of flavors and spices here, to see the more distant world and wonderful scenery. In the afternoon of the same day, after finishing her meal, she went to the Tibetan incense room to refine new incense.With Fu Chuanhong's eyesight, he naturally sensed that something was wrong, and asked Zi Yan the whole story.After listening to it, I knew it was tricky, and her responsibilities should not be shirked, but if you are a friend, you should help her. Why does he only know how to draw?Drawing vegetation, trees, mountains and rocks, drawing clouds and water pavilions, can't match a frown and a smile in the world, and it's useless.A stroke of paint is just a side-effect of self-cultivation and self-cultivation. When you see other people's troubles, you can't help them, and you can't bear the slightest burden.He could neither see through nor help her if she let her worry. Fu Chuanhong looked lonely, and the more he thought about it, the more sad he became, and sighed: "I'm not Suye, nothing will change." Zi Yan said: "It depends on human effort. It's just that Master Jian Jia's test is really not easy." The two thought about it Jian Jia's temperament is suddenly as big as a bucket, and treasures are easy to find, but some people will never get the perfect husband. Fu Chuanhong frowned and said, "Could it be true that we must help Master Jian Jia find a good husband in exchange for his freedom?" Zi Yan said: "If Jian Jia marries a good husband, he will not stay in Jitian Pavilion. Husband, I can’t get away more and more.” Fu Chuanhong said with a bitter face, “It’s the first time I’ve encountered such a troublesome thing, and it’s even more difficult than rescuing Mrs. Xiang at the Tenth Master’s Meeting, alas, woman!” The two were young at heart and didn't know how to deal with it. They were relatively dumbfounded and sat for a long time.Fu Chuanhong said slowly: "Tell me, will Suye have a solution?" Zi Yan said: "Their spiritual masters are not allowed to marry, how can they understand the secular affairs of men and women? It's useless to ask." Fu Chuanhong thought about it, Qingluan was the daughter's family who had not left the pavilion, and Xu Zan and Jiaojing were not married, so it seemed that he could only ask the three elders, Yang Azi, Biyue, and Danmei, but rashly asking each other was not enough. Personal privacy is also very inappropriate.Now all ten masters are there, but they can't find a proper way. Fu Chuanhong is at a loss, thinking with a wry smile, who says they can do anything. After sitting bored for a while, Fu Chuanhong spread out his brush and ink to paint, his worries could not be dispelled, and he could only express his feelings with the help of mountains and rivers.A few strokes of ink stained the area, and the hut in front of me was the wine shop by the Peng River when I first met Yanhua and Ziyan.When Fu Chuanhong drew here, his eyes gradually brightened, and he said to Ziyan: "I have no ability, and I don't know the world. The only thing I am good at is painting. Wait for me to paint a few paintings. If I can make her forget the ordinary sorrow and joy a little bit , pouring out the block in my heart, I have done my best." Ziyan knew that Fu Chuanhong would paint carefully, so she said goodbye to him and went back to her room.The afternoon sun was just right, illuminating the entire courtyard brightly, and even the gray-white rockery gained strength, propping up its rugged torso and standing upward.He stopped, faced the sun and closed his eyes, the sun shot his eyelids red, he was like a chess piece, happened to be standing in the off-position of the gossip formation in Jitian Pavilion.The anode generates heat, and the heat is a fire, and the heart fire is hard to extinguish, so you can't see where it came from. Zi Yan stood quietly in the courtyard for a moment, until she lost her mind and started to walk again.Passing by outside Qingluan's room, looking in through the window, she is embroidering stitch by stitch.He thought sideways, lost his mind for a while, and was seen by Qingluan, who welcomed him in. In Qingluan's hand was a jewelry box embroidered with gold thread.The brand-new box shone brightly, and a flying bird swept across the surface of the mirror-like lake.Ziyan suddenly felt something, and asked: "Send it to Yuhua?" Qingluan nodded, "I see that she likes my box, I will make another one for her, come to Jitian Pavilion for a few days, and always show it." "Well, you bother. Aren't you and Suye accompanying Master Jian Jia?" "Master Jian Jia invited the three of them to study the art of retaining the face. I don't like to hear it, so I came back first. This is your strength as a disguiser. If you rush, they will definitely listen." Ziyan smiled and said: "Oh, there is a woman who doesn't like Zhuyanshu?" Qingluan continued to embroider the wings of flying birds, and said casually: "I don't want to pretend to be young all my life. When I get old, I will be kind and kind, isn't it pretty? Instead of caring about the beauty, why don't you leave more embroidery handed down from generation to generation? After a hundred years, who will remember it?" Who." Ambition begets achievement.Are you afraid that your eyes will be lost and your mind will be confused?I am still me.The nature of freedom is difficult to move with the wind, when the smoke is cold and the fragrance disappears, you can see a pure heart in the mist. Zi Yan smiled: "Ah, everything is as you think, our Master Yi Rong has no business." Qingluan said: "Your face-changing is not just a trick to make people look ugly, don't they make people ugly, special, and weird? Don't worry, there are many people in the world who need this skill, and you won't starve to death." Ziyan thought about her words carefully, liking her own appearance, not everyone can do it, Qingluan knows this at a young age, so she can indeed be a side-to-side master. "You're right. It's just that everyone is greedy, and I don't even want to lose your business." After Ziyan laughed, she bowed solemnly, "In three years, my master's daughter will come to Wenxiufang to pay homage to you." As a teacher, please give me more advice then." Qingluan stopped her work and said, "Are you serious?" Ziyan said: "She has loved weaving and embroidery since she was a child, and she wanted to make a living by it, please make it happen." Qingluan said: "It is not difficult to learn a skill, and it is not difficult to enter the room. The difficulty is to break through the predecessors. She did not inherit Master Chen Xiang. I don’t know the disguise technique, but I want to learn weaving and embroidery, if I’m really talented and hardworking, I’ll teach you everything I can, and I’ll never hide anything.” Zi Yan said happily: "I thanked her for her." After thanking Qingluan, he walked along the long corridor, and a corner of the Tibetan incense room was hidden among the trees.Yuhua, what kind of incense can you think of refining?That stick of incense will speak with all my heart and ambition, so that one person can understand another person. It's really hard. Thinking of Fu Chuanhong and Qingluan, Ziyan felt that he should do something for Yuhua.