Chapter 16 Chapter 16 Downhill
If Zimian recovers from her injuries and wants to go back to the capital, it's better for her to take care of them first.After thinking about it, Long Baiyue felt that it would be safer to contact He Lingyun. She wrote a letter to He Lingyun, out of caution, the content was very vague: He once broke his pipa because of lovesickness, and now lives in Xinzhou Shangqing Palace with his friends.It is midsummer in the capital, but the tea plants here are still blooming.I stand under the flower stand but have no intention of admiring the scenery, because I devote myself to cultivating Taoism and because of you.I can't help but write to you, wanting to inquire about your news in the capital. Signed: Master Songjiang Zhou. Long Baiyue felt that He Lingyun should be able to understand, after all, he was so impressed with her past in Songjiang.Even if such a love letter falls into the hands of an outsider, there will be no clues, right?She entrusted a little Taoist priest to post the letter for her, and estimated that the reply letter should arrive within two days, and she would go to the gate of Shangqing Palace every day to wait for news. Just after noon today, Long Baiyue finally received He Lingyun's letter, which made her smile with joy.She took the letter and prepared to go back to read it with Zi Mian, but the road was narrow and she ran into Cui Xu on the way. Long Baiyue hurriedly hid the letter in her sleeve and stared at him warily. Cuixu's cultivation progressed smoothly, with a proud face, but when he saw the hedgehog-like Long Baiyue, his face sank: "What kind of eyes are you looking at? Do you not like me?" "Since when have I ever been pleasing to your eyes?" Long Baiyue said with a stern face, also in a vicious voice. "You..." Cuixu widened his eyes and was about to go mad, but saw his apprentice running towards him, so he had to let Long Baiyue go temporarily. "Master..." the little boy was out of breath and said panting, "The ginseng over five hundred years old has been used by Uncle Zi Mian, and the remaining ginseng is less than five hundred years old. Do you want to use it?" Send it back to Master Zi Mian?" "Idiot, do you still have to ask me about this? What's the use of the broken grass roots that are less than five hundred years old?" Cuixu said bitterly, "Go to your master and ask, and also send some of the best poria cocos .” "Yes." Xiao Daotong ran away obediently. After Cuixu stared at Daotong and ran away, he turned around and saw Long Baiyue staring at him with a strange expression.His face flushed to the ears: "What are you looking at..." "I really don't understand you..." Long Baiyue tilted her head, squinting at him half-believingly, "You also care about Zi Mian?" "Nonsense," Cui Xu said angrily, "He is my junior brother, of course I care about him!" "Hehehe..." Long Baiyue sneered—who would believe this? "Believe it or not." Cuixu brushed her hair in embarrassment, and walked to Zimian's wing. Long Baiyue and Cuixu stopped by and simply followed him.After she saw through Cuixu's secret, she even changed her opinion of Cuixu a bit.Given that she has seen countless men, she still can't see through Cui Xu's thoughts at this time, so the oiran's job is in vain.She took two steps closer with a smirk: "Hey, once upon a time, I had a sister who sang a song, and a son booed her every day in the audience, but who knew that later, the son ransomed her body and married her. " "What mess?!" Cui Xu raised his sleeves to avoid her, as if seeing a ghost, "Singing music, redeeming yourself, what did you do before?" Long Baiyue was dumbfounded, only then did she realize that her status was lowly, and she made fun of it openly, who could stand it. "Forget it, I already knew that your fate is low." Cui Xu waved his hand, not wanting to tangle with her. He rushed forward with some headaches, but stopped when he approached Zimian's wing, bit his lip hesitantly, and turned to leave. "You won't go in?" Long Baiyue was surprised, didn't he just come to Zimian. "Forget it." There are too many, if Zi Mian suspects that he cares about him, wouldn't he be too shameless. "What's the matter with embarrassment, if you care about him, go in and have a look." "It's easy for you to say!" Cuixu turned back to stare at Long Baiyue angrily, "I was embarrassed back then, but after so many years, of course it will only become more and more embarrassing!" "How could I hate him?" In the end, Cuixu avoided him. He leaned against an old pine tree and looked at Zimian's room from a distance. Well, he's a nice guy, and we all paid attention to him." "Then why not treat Zimian better?" "He ignored us, we men don't have the nerve to care about him like a sissy, of course we are playing tricks on him together," Cuixu curled his lips casually, "If he was willing to fight back then, we would have become one." Long Baiyue also knew Zi Mian's temperament, and then Cui Xu said: "But he is indifferent, tolerant, and avoids you, isn't he?" Cuixu looked at Long Baiyue tacitly: "So, we can only bully him even harder." The bullying back then was ignorant, but now the bullying has become like riding a tiger. No one is ashamed to change their attitude, and the stalemate and confrontation continue along with the inertia. Gradually, I almost forgot my true mood. "Thinking about it now, the reason why he is so forbearing is probably because he cares about his own life experience," Cuixu said a little annoyed, "He has low self-esteem, how could he fight us vigorously? How did we understand this when we were young?" Hearing this, Long Baiyue's expression turned serious: "Birth experience? You mean, about him being the emperor's son, or about him being the fox demon's son? Which one is true?" Cuixu pondered for a moment, glanced at Long Baiyue, and said, "The emperor's son, this rumor is very likely to be true." Long Baiyue's heart was beating wildly, and she asked dryly, "Are you sure?" The reason why the prime minister wanted to deal with Zi Mian was also because of his background. "Didn't you notice the difference between our dao names?" Cuixu frowned and said, "My name is Cuixu, and all my brothers and sisters are from the generation of Cui, but he is the only one whose master gave him the Daoism with his own surname." No." "It's true. I thought everyone likes to use purple and emerald when they start their dao names. Now that I think about it, only Zimian and Master Zixuan in the entire Shangqing Palace use purple characters." Long Baiyue nodded, " Master Zixuan did this to elevate Zimian to a higher level?" "Yes, this is the same as the rule in this dynasty when a son-in-law marries a princess. The father of the son-in-law has to change his name to raise his son's seniority in vain. Master did this to avoid the idea of being equal to the emperor in terms of seniority. " "So Zi Mian is really the prince?" Long Baiyue still murmured in disbelief, feeling a little dazed. "That's right, if he were the prince, what would he have now?" Cui Xu sneered, "Why did he change from a prince to a Taoist priest in a remote mountain? I think this is what he wants to know the most. His life experience is only known to the master, but the master has always kept it secret." "Why? Is Zi Mian's mother really a fox demon? That's why he can't get the title of prince?" "I don't know," Cuixu shrugged, "after getting along for so many years, I think he is an ordinary person. But he probably also wants to know his own life experience, so he chose Daoist in Daolu. Time, you have to fight with me." It was Zi Mian's first fight with him, but he never expected that Zi Mian would lose if he got serious. "You lost, right?" Long Baiyue mocked Cuixu with red lips and white teeth. "That's Master's favoritism!" Cuixu argued unwillingly, "I could have won the last round even if it was a draw, but Master's nonsense, what the hell kind of problem came up... actually made us compare ourselves!" Long Baiyue couldn't help but burst out laughing—how could Zimian lose in the competition? "In the end I lost, but because Zimian ate too much salt, he was bedridden for three days because of the discomfort afterwards." Cuixu thought of the past, and couldn't help but make a joke. Thinking of what Master Zixuan said to her before, Long Baiyue said meaningfully and a little mysteriously: "Reverend Zixuan is not necessarily partial to Zi Mian. Think about it, once Zi Mian becomes an official, the entire Shangqing Palace will be taken over by you." inherit." Cui Xu's eyes widened, and he stared at her in disbelief: "What nonsense are you talking about?" He doesn't need Zimian to let him, and he doesn't need his master to favor him, he always speaks with his own strength.Cuixu became angry, waved his sleeves, left Long Baiyue and left.Before walking a few steps, he turned back and said to Long Baiyue viciously: "Listen, what I'm telling you is not to ask you to show my favor to Zi Mian on my behalf. If you leak half of my words, let Zi Mian You know, I’ll make you look thirty years older—this is a unique method, and even my master won’t be able to save you.” "Don't worry, I won't say anything!" Facing Cuixu's threat, Long Baiyue gave in completely, covering her face and whining endlessly. When Cuixu walked away, Long Baiyue took out the letterhead in his sleeve, feeling a bit embarrassed.Now that she understands the situation, she feels that it would hurt their feelings if they leave Shangqing Palace immediately.She walked into Zi Mian's wing with some melancholy, and went all the way to the inner bedroom, and saw Zi Mian half leaning on the bed reading a book. "It's so bothering you just after your injury has recovered?" Long Baiyue struck up a conversation without anything to say. Zi Mian raised her head, looked at her lightly, and didn't speak. Their relationship has grown colder since he woke up.Long Baiyue bit her lips in embarrassment, but she still lifted up the envelope in her hand, forced a smile to break the silence: "I wrote to He Lingyun, and he replied, let's see what he wrote." Long Baiyue opened the letterhead and wanted to read it to Zi Mian, who knew that the first sentence was: "Your love letter is really bad, don't pester me anymore..." She got stuck and couldn't read it... Forget it, let's start from the second sentence. "Of course, as a good man responsible for my feelings, I will not ignore your pain..." Well, this sentence was also skipped, Long Baiyue silently glanced at the third sentence: "The county magistrate of Guixi County in Xinzhou is my friend, who happens to be your old acquaintance, I have already arranged, you can go to him if you need anything." Him. The days in the capital are peaceful, and I will concentrate on making progress, so you don't have to worry about it." Long Baiyue understood what He Lingyun meant, she raised her head and saw that Zi Mian was still waiting for her to read the letter, so she relayed the main idea of the letter: "He Lingyun said, if we go down the mountain, we can go to Guixi county magistrate , That’s his friend, he’s made arrangements. The capital doesn’t seem to be a big problem, it should be safer for us to go back.” Zi Mian nodded, and said calmly: "It should go back earlier." Zi Mian's indifference made Long Baiyue purse her lips lightly, her eyes dodged timidly, and when she landed on the ginseng placed on the table beside the bed, she suddenly said, "Zi Mian, do you know who gave this ginseng?" here?" Zi Mian frowned: "Do you still need to think about it, it must be what Master meant." "Reverend Zixuan doesn't come very often," Long Baiyue hinted, "delivering meals, decocting medicine, and cleaning are all done by those little Taoist boys. Whose apprentices are they? It seems to be that Cuixu's apprentice, right?" ?” "Master thinks highly of Cuixu, isn't Cuixu doing all the affairs of the Shangqing Palace?" Zi Mian casually continued to turn over the book without thinking about what Long Baiyue said. Long Baiyue had already hinted at this point, and if she said more, she was afraid that she would be thirty years old—forget it. At the end of this summer there will be a five-star celestial phenomenon, and Zi Mian must return to the capital before this day arrives.Long Baiyue had heard from the prime minister that the emperor had arranged for Zi Mian to cast a spell on King Yan in the north with the method of Zhu You, but she had completely forgotten about it, and now she just thought that Zi Mian was in a hurry to return to the capital to be an official. In Master Zixuan's wing, Zi Mian said goodbye to her master.Master Zixuan looked at his disciple's indifferent but stubborn expression, and sighed: "Zi Mian, do you still remember why I gave you this Dao name?" "I remember, it means 'Purple Qi's eternal sleep'." Zi Mian replied respectfully with her head lowered. "Yes, you have nine or five nobles, I will not hide this from you. But you must also understand that your special status is destined to give you some things that you should not get." Master Zixuan reminded him again. "Tu'er understands." Zi Mian pursed her thin lips tightly, and even though her expression was unwilling, she suppressed it for a moment, "No matter what kind of difficulties I encounter, I will definitely back down——I know that I have a special status and I am not worthy to go Competing for fame and fortune, so I will not fight, but, I want to meet..." Zi Mian paused, unable to continue speaking, her clenched palms were slightly sweating. He wants to meet his biological parents.No matter how contradictory and absurd the blood in his body is, he is grateful to be able to come into this world.As long as he can meet and say something, it is enough to fulfill his long-standing wish.However, since entering the capital, he tried every means to get close to the palace, but with little success. He had seen his father, but he was always aloof, and his eyes were the same as those of other officials, without any concealment.This made Zi Mian feel a little inexplicably lost.As for his mother, he couldn't get any information about it. Whether she really existed in the deep harem was still a mystery. In the past few years, he has almost always wandered in place, and what he has learned most is all kinds of methods of criticism.Maybe, maybe a little more work, and things will move forward. Master Zixuan looked at Zimian's slightly fluctuating eyes, saw through his thoughts, and couldn't help sighing again: "Zimian, maybe I shouldn't have allowed you to go down the mountain...but, alas, everything is destiny." "Thank you, Master." Zi Mian bowed her head respectfully. "Well, when you go back to the capital to do things, just remember my teachings—Ziqi sleeps forever, don't fight or seek." Master Zixuan nodded, suddenly remembered something, and told him, "Also, if you are in a hurry to return to the capital, I will I won't stop you, but don't forcefully cast spells along the way, your body hasn't fully recovered, if you risk your life, I won't be able to save you." "Disciple would like to follow Master's instruction." Zi Mian smiled shyly. "Why don't you let me use the land shrinking technique to send you back to the capital?" Master Zixuan was still unwilling after thinking about it. "Going back quietly is afraid that people will take advantage of it again," Zi Mian smiled, "I might as well go down the mountain this time to the Guixi County Government and let the officials send escorts. Some people have to be wary, right?" Master Zixuan nodded, and stroked his long beard: "That's quite thoughtful. I know the current magistrate of Guixi County—a young and promising official. He is an upright official without favoritism. He is known as the jade-faced Yama." The Xiaodao boys from Shangqing Palace packed some luggage for Zi Mian and Long Baiyue.As a world-renowned Taoist temple, although the facade of the Shangqing Palace is supernatural and not terrestrial, it is actually very rich in incense and wealth - a thick stack of silver notes was given to Long Baiyue for money, and she was so excited that she almost passed out . In the early morning of the next day, Long Baiyue followed Zimian down the mountain. The two wandered down along the winding stone steps of the mountain road.Long Baiyue suddenly stopped and looked back, and saw Cui Xu standing outside the gate of Shangqing Palace not far away, looking at them.He stood at the top of the stone steps, and was accompanied by the woman who began to practice Yin and Yang with him a few days ago—now a Layman Qinglian. The woman was dressed in a Taoist robe, her complexion was as warm as jade, her brows were kind and her eyes were kind, and there was a faint sense of immortality in her expression.Looking at her ethereal and refined appearance, even Long Baiyue couldn't figure out which one is better, the world of mortals or Taoism. Seeing Long Baiyue stop, Zi Mian followed her and turned around to look back, and saw senior brother Cui Xu frowning at him, he couldn't help frowning too. Frowning to frowning, Cuixu, who felt bored, waved his sleeves, and turned back to Shangqing Palace resentfully. Seeing her senior brother leave, Zi Mian turned around and continued down the mountain: "Let's go." "Actually..." Long Baiyue struggled a bit, alas, if you get old, you get old, "I think your senior brother cares about you." Zi Mian glared at Long Baiyue as if seeing a ghost: "Thank you, the prime minister still cares about me." "Don't you know how to predict and calculate, have you ever calculated whether Cui Xu is hostile to you?" Long Baiyue looked at the expression on Zi Mian's face that was almost exactly the same as Cui Xu's, and asked him. "No," Zi Mian was stunned for a moment, "I'm used to getting along like this, so what do you do if you look forward to it?" "Habit" is really a terrible thing.Long Baiyue rolled her eyes helplessly, and obediently followed Zi Mian down the mountain.All the way without words.