Chapter 208 Chapter 44 Aphrodisiac Powder

"What a beautiful ancient poem." The woman blinked, and a series of broken beads rolled down her face. "If a gentleman with good conduct reads this poem to a woman he likes, it will easily lead to a good marriage. If a cunning fox reads this poem to a woman covetously, and that It's easy for a woman to have a sad story when she doesn't know the other is a fox." "How do you say that?" Xuan Po was puzzled, "How come one is a gentleman and the other is a fox?" "I'll tell you a story, do you want to listen?" The woman asked with blinking eyes.

Xuanpo said that at that time he was muttering in his heart, why both the Taoist priest and this woman like to tell stories to people? "What story?" Xuan Po didn't know if there was any hidden story behind this ancient poem, and he was not interested in listening to miscellaneous stories.He just wanted the woman to cut the long story short and tell him directly why that ancient poem could arouse her interest. He just wanted to know why the Gui Taoist would use this ancient poem to attract the attention of the nymphomaniac. "Don't you want to hear it?" The woman's tone deliberately revealed exaggerated disappointment, and then deliberately let out a long sigh, blowing it on the face of the selection woman, itching.

Xuan Po couldn't help but scratched her face and said, "You tell me. I'll just listen." That being said, his attention was still focused on the dust particles in the sunlight.But the woman was talking, and the selection woman's attention was involuntarily shifted to her story.Because the woman's story is so similar to Gui Taoist's, if one of them is a fabrication of the other, then the person who fabricated it is too powerful, and actually changed the main plot of the original story, and did it very well. In place, without anyone noticing. Xuan Po's eyes are focused on the dust particles, and her head is free from the woman's story.The woman is also focused on the jumping dust, but her mind is immersed in the unbearable memory.

That memory, like a book that has not been read for a long time, has been carefully covered with a thin layer of dust in the oblivion of time, and is hidden deep in the woman's mind.There are many things that people intentionally forget, and use a new life, new scenery, and new environment.But many years later, an accidental touch will pull out all the memories that he thought he had forgotten clearly and completely.The pain at that time was like a scar that had just healed suddenly being uncovered abruptly, making my whole body tremble with pain. A woman tells her story to the men around her with trembling lips and an extremely suppressed voice.The lady-in-law looked at the jumping dust, looked at it, and tears fell unconsciously, falling on her horizontal arms, chilly.

Afterwards, Xuan Po told me this sad story, this hurt love story, with the same mood as the woman at that time.I heard the same story as two twins, but they had very different feelings.After listening to it, I have to admire the shrewdness of Taoist Gui, he is smarter than a fox. The story is still the one told by Taoist Gui when he first appeared in the eyes of everyone, a love story of a rich lady and a poor scholar who fell in love at first sight.But the one who sneaked into Miss's bed that night was not a poor scholar who borrowed money. "Who is that? Who is so courageous?" I asked in surprise.

"A fox." Xuan Po said, gnashing her teeth. "A fox?" I was even more surprised.How could the fox get into the lady's quilt?How could the young lady let an animal that exudes a foxy smell sleep with her? "How could Miss Luofu sleep with a fox? Could it be that she couldn't tell the difference between a human and a fox?" Xuan Po smiled bitterly: "She really didn't make a clear distinction that night." I looked at the contorted smile of the chosen woman, and knew that he was not kidding me. "Of course, this fox did not enter the lady's room in the form of a fox, but pretended to be a poor scholar. When Miss Luofu was about to go to bed that night, she heard an impatient knock on the door. She opened the door , Seeing the poor scholar with his face full of sweat, he didn't raise his vigilance."

The rest of the story is simple.Lang has a lover and a concubine, and everything is logical. The next morning, when the lady woke up, the lover next to her had left at some time, but found a few fox furs on the bed sheet!Luo Fu vaguely remembered that when he opened the door last night, he smelled a little aroma that was not easy to cause alarm, similar to the aroma of cooked meat.At that time, she didn't pay much attention, she just thought that the delicious chef in the kitchen had started a small stove for him again.The cook often did this, but the lady's maid often talked about it, but she didn't bother to care about these trivial matters.What's more, when I saw a poor scholar visiting in the middle of the night, I was flustered and didn't have the mood to pay attention to these small things.

But the problem lies in the vague fragrance.Although the young lady is not familiar with the Four Books and Five Classics, her family education is very strict, and she still knows a little about the principles of life. She knows that without a good matchmaker, one cannot sleep with a man. As soon as the aroma entered her nose, she forgot all these etiquettes. After the passion, Ms. Luo Fu suddenly woke up. She looked at the fox fur on the bed and knew that this matter was not just as simple as being out of morals and embarrassing.Panicked, she hurriedly found the maid to discuss it.But how could a little maid who had no status in this family help her?After the maid heard about it, she turned around and told the madam, and the madam immediately told the master.

The master is an expert in the business field. He has seen the world and knows that this matter is extraordinary.He guessed that it was the vixen who caused the trouble, but why didn't the vixen change into someone else's shape, but turned into a poor scholar? It turned out to be like this.Just like the story that Taoist Gui told before, the poor scholar came to Luo Fu's house to borrow money that day, but he bumped into Luo Fu when he entered the accounting room with the housekeeper.The scholar stood there blankly looking at the blushing Luo Fu, his mind wandering too far. In fact, when it comes to this point, Taoist Gui has a loophole, but some details are often ignored by everyone.When Taoist Gui was talking, he said that the scholar and the girl bumped into each other, and the broken silver was scattered all over the floor.But how can a scholar have money in his hand before he enters the accounting room?A liar tends to be too short on the details to give away the truth when he pays attention to the generality of his story.It's a pity that people were frightened by Taoist Gui's sudden appearance and his weird attire, so they didn't pay attention to these small loopholes.

Luo Fu was so embarrassed by the poor scholar.At that time, Luo Fu was still a little girl who knew nothing about the world, not as coquettish and dissolute as she is now.It is inevitable that a man who meets a stranger will feel shy.But the maid who was used to rough work didn't care what these little girls were thinking, and shouted loudly to the poor scholar: "Go in and get your money!" A scholar is also shy, but his shyness is different from Luo Fu's.The shyness of Luofu is the shyness of love, but the shyness of poor scholars is the shyness of economy and status, and the shyness of a toad who wants to eat swan meat.For a moment, the poor scholar thought of the simple and simple ancient society, the era when men and women expressed love with weeds, prey, and stones.But in today's society, men and women marry, but white horses, sedan chairs, gold, silver and jewelry are required.Therefore, Poor Xiucai remembered "Zhaonan·Yeyoudezhi" in the Book of Songs, and subconsciously recited this ancient poem softly.

On the surface, Luo Fu ignored this shabby poor scholar, but he remembered his appearance in his heart.At the same time, I also remember this song "Zhaonan·Yeyoudezhi". After the poor scholar borrowed money, he was very depressed and sat at home unhappy.In the evening, a friend came to visit.This friend has known Xiucai for two or three years.The poor scholar often discussed poetry and books with this friend, and they got along very well.But Poor Xiucai didn't know where he was from, and occasionally asked a few times, but the friend always evaded it. A poor scholar was originally alone, and he seldom interacted with each other on weekdays. It was rare to have someone to talk about, and he could also talk about poetry and books. On this lonely night, this friend brought a gourd of white liquor to drink with the poor scholar.Poor Xiucai just took advantage of wine to relieve his worries, and got drunk all of a sudden.When the scholar was drunk, he began to cry.The friend asked what happened to Xiucai. Xiu Cai spoke out his thoughts while crying.He fell in love with Miss Luo Fu at first sight, but suffered from the fact that he had no money, no fame, no status, and was out of reach. After the poor scholar finished speaking, he fell asleep, and the next day he continued to read and write as usual. But his friend kept the scholar's words in his heart.He took off the coat of the poor scholar, put him to sleep, and then put on the wrinkled clothes of the scholar.Taking advantage of the night, a friend of the scholar climbed into Luofu's house and knocked on Luofu's boudoir door.The moment Luo Fu opened the door, he gently shook off a special aphrodisiac powder, and a strange fragrance wafted in the room.Luo Fu smelled the fragrance, and suddenly became confused.