Chapter 16 Chapter 4 The Chrysanthemum on the Left Arm

one There are not only delicacies from mountains and seas, but also the first-class champion red wine. Zai Si didn't touch his chopsticks, he just took a few sips of wine. Hua Manxue looked at him with the smiling marble, and there was also a smile in her voice. "I have heard for a long time that Zai Guolao is not only an amazing drinker, but also famous for his research on food," she said with a shallow smile, "I don't know that Zai Guolao will come today, so I can only improvise these rough tea and light wine. Don't be surprised by the elders of the country!" "The Drunken Willow Pavilion has three treasures, the beauty is one treasure, and the owner of the Flower Pavilion is even more precious." Zai Si said: "There is another treasure, which is the vegetables and wine in the Drunken Willow Pavilion." "The old man Praise."

"It's a pity that I came here today under the orders of the prince, otherwise I would have tasted the treasure of Zuiliu Pavilion." Zai Si said. "Following Lord Ren's order?" Hua Manxue asked, "I don't know why Mr. Zai Guo came here tonight?" "Hua Yuren." "Flower talker?" Hua Manxue asked, "Is she offending the prince?" "No." Zai Si said, "I just want to hear what you said about her last time." "Zai Lao doesn't believe what the women say?" "No." Zai Si smiled: "I just came to listen to the words of Pavilion Master Hua again, so that the prince can ask, so I can have something to say." The place where Hua Manxue entertained Zai Si was in her boudoir .

For a person like her, the room should have been furnished extremely luxuriously, but Zai Si found that her room was not only elegant, but also everything was placed in the most appropriate place, which was also the most pleasing to the eye. There is a faint lotus ink painting on the wall, a pot of lotus with a faint fragrance is placed on the coffee table beside the bed, and a pot of pollen brain fat from the "Baofentang" in the capital is placed on the dressing table. A white gauze is hung on the window, in the night wind, it looks like a fairy's skirt. The moonlight shines through the veil, and gently lands on Hua Manxue's face, and her gaze also gently lands on Zai Si's face.

"Twenty years ago, one day when I was on my way home, when I passed by Wen Xinya, I suddenly heard a baby crying." Hua Manxue said slowly: "When I got to Wen Xinya, I finally got together In the pile of flowers, I saw a child wrapped in a bloody scarf." "When I picked up the child, I realized that there was a piece of cloth stuffed in her chest. word." "What word?" "Please treat this girl well, there will be a successor..." Hua Manxue said, "It's just a few words." Zai Si thought for a while, and asked, "Is this cloth still there?"

"exist." Hua Manxue took out a strip of cloth that had turned yellow and had dry brown writing on it from a delicate small box. Zai Si took it over and took a look, the handwriting on it could be seen to be hastily written by a woman, it really said: "Please treat this woman well, there will be a successor." There must be more to come, it's just the person who left the words at that time I have no time to write any more. Zaisi pondered for a while, and then said: "Can I bring this cloth back?" "Yes." Hua Manxue nodded, and then said: "After I took this child home and washed it, I found a necklace with an eagle mark on her neck." "A necklace with an eagle mark?"

"Yes." Hua Manxue said, "I didn't know until later that this eagle is the symbol of Prince Fu." "Where is this necklace?" "exist." She took out a necklace from the exquisite locket, and the pendant of this necklace turned out to be an eagle. "You might as well take this necklace back," Hua Manxue said. "thanks." Zai Si put the cloth and necklace into his arms. "Later, I checked many times and found out that when I picked up the baby, a daughter of the king of Nanjun who was not born not long ago disappeared." Hua Manxue said: "From various verifications, I can guarantee that Huayu is the prince who disappeared back then. daughter." "Looks like it is." Zai Si seemed to be meditating again.

"Now I have figured out the words on the cloth strip. The person who left the words must have wanted to write it like this." Hua Manxue said: "Please treat this girl kindly, there will be good luck in the future." Zai Si nodded in agreement. "As long as the flower language person is indeed the prince's daughter, your benefits will definitely be indispensable." Zai Si said with a smile. "Don't dare." Hua Manxue said: "The daughter of the people only hopes that the father and daughter will be reunited as soon as possible, and she is already satisfied."

Walking out of Zui Liu Pavilion, standing on the long silent street, Zai Si looked up at the night stars in the sky. After about a cup of tea, Zai Si suddenly waved his hand into the darkness, and immediately a figure rushed out from the darkness, standing respectfully in front of Zai Si. "Prepare the horse, hurry up." Zai Si said coldly, "I want to go to Tattoo Li immediately." "Yes." Horse riding, Mercedes Benz. He passed through three small towns and one small town in a hurry. Arrive at "Triangle Village", a small village north of the town at dawn.

Sanjiao Village is a small village on the back of the mountain, so most of the villagers live on wood and animal skins. Dawn emerged from the east like a baby just waking up waving its hands. At the bottom of the only street in Sanjiao Village, there is an independent house. The people who live in this house have been relying on "tattoos" for generations, and their tattooing skills are the best in this industry. The master of this generation is Li Qicheng, but most people call him Shuaifu Li, or Tattoo Li. Zai Si ran all night, just to find him. Li Qicheng is sixty-seven years old this year and has not married yet.It seems that the secret tattoo techniques they have passed down for generations may be lost in his generation.

——Why are these "ancient secret skills" always lost? Are humans too selfish?Refuse to pass it on? Or are humans too advanced?Progress to the point of disdain to learn these ancient secret techniques? Usually people with specialized skills have strange tempers, but Li Qicheng is an exception. He is not only easy-going, but also amiable, and there is still a naughty smile on his sixty-seven-year-old face. He is now facing Zai Si with this kind of smile. "Your name?" "Zaisi. Carrying people, thinking thinking." "Zai Si." Li Qicheng said: "Mr. Zai came to the humble house early in the morning. I don't know why?" "I heard that Master Li's tattoo skills are second to none."

"Don't dare." Li Qicheng showed that mischievous smile again: "It's just that others don't want to put in more effort. I'm a bit stupid, so I spent my whole life learning this stupid technology." This is the truth, everything It just depends on whether you are willing to work hard or not. "The word painstakingly is enough for people to learn for a long time." Zai Si said with a smile. "Mr. Zai is here today, do you want a tattoo?" "Then why come?" Before Zai Si could answer, Li Qicheng immediately smiled and said: "It's a pity that Mr. Zai came twenty years late." Li Qicheng shook his head: "Twenty years ago, I was already sealed." "Oh?" Zai Si Weiyang: "Master Li sealed the needle twenty years ago, and never tattooed anyone again?" Zai Si pondered for a while, and immediately said, "I didn't come here today to get a tattoo." "Why did you come then?" "It's to ask Master Li about something." "Please say." "Has Master Li ever tattooed babies or little girls?" Zai Si said slowly. "I started learning at the age of seven, and officially became a master at the age of fifteen. Up to twenty years ago, I have had tattoos for thirty-two years." Li Qicheng said lightly: "During this period, I did not have many body tattoos. Babies and children There are so many girls that I forget how many there are." "This baby or little girl, if Master Li has tattooed it, he will definitely remember it." "Why?" "Because the pattern that Master Li tattooed on her body is very special." Zai Si said, "It's so special that Master Li will remember it once he tattoos it." The mischievous smile on Li Qicheng's face suddenly disappeared, replaced by a sacred and noble smile, and his voice was full of pride. "Whoever comes to me for a tattoo, which pattern is not special." He said: "I have tattooed more than a thousand kinds of special patterns?" "I know that Master Li's tattoo patterns are all strange and strange." Zai Si said with a smile : "But this pattern must be the most special one that Master Li has ever tattooed." "Oh?" Li Qicheng was a little curious. "What pattern?" "Chrysanthemum." Zai Si said, "A chrysanthemum." "A chrysanthemum?" "Yes." Zai Si said, "Tattoo a chrysanthemum on the left arm of a baby or a little girl." "Chrysanthemum, chrysanthemum." Li Qicheng laughed suddenly, the laughter was full of mischievous meaning, he waited until the laughter gradually died down, and then said: "The chrysanthemum is not bad, this is indeed the most special pattern I have ever tattooed in my life." Li Qicheng said: " Its pattern is so ordinary that I don't want to tattoo it, but it is so ordinary that it creates a very special pattern for me." "I knew that if Master Li had tattooed it, he would definitely remember it." Said Zai Si : "I don't know if Master Li has ever tattooed this kind of pattern." Li Qicheng stopped smiling suddenly, he looked through the window and landed on a distant place in the east, his eyes suddenly showed a bewildered and sweet expression . His person seems to have sunk into the memory of time and space. Zai Si didn't bother him, just looked at him quietly. I don't know how long it took before I heard him murmur: "Anyone who comes to me for a tattoo with this pattern, I will definitely beat him out with a stick." Li Qicheng's voice seemed to be full of sweetness. "Only she, only she can ask me to get this pattern." "Who is she?" Zai Si was a little nervous. "Not only did I tattoo her, but it took three days to finish it." "Who is she?" Zai Si asked again—time. "I wanted to have more tattoos for a few more days, but it's a pity that this kind of pattern has reached the limit in three days." Li Qicheng's people were still intoxicated in the memory, Zai Si stared at him, and suddenly raised his right hand, and he didn't know what technique he used , with a wave on his face, Li Qicheng's people suddenly woke up. Although his person recovered, there was still a sweetness on his face. three Enough is enough, it is enough to know that there is such a woman who brought a baby girl to have a tattoo of chrysanthemums. What's more, this woman cruelly broke the tendon of Li Qicheng's left hand, but he still hasn't made him hate it, which shows that this woman must be very beautiful, so beautiful that no one can hate what she did. Hua Manxue is already very beautiful now, she must have been so beautiful twenty years ago, it would have been heartbreaking and heartbreaking! Satisfied with what he had gained from this trip, Zai Si left with a smile, but when he was about to walk out the door, Li Qicheng suddenly stopped him. "Slow down." Li Qicheng said, "There is one thing I almost forgot to tell you." "What is it?" "This matter may not be important to you, but I think it's better to tell you." "Thank you." Zai Si said: "What did you forget?" "The baby died an hour after getting the tattoo!" "What?" Zai Si asked hurriedly: "What did you say? Say it again!" "I said that the baby died an hour after the tattoo was done." Li Qicheng repeated. "died?" "yes." "Why did you die?" "How can a baby under six months stand this kind of torture?" Li Qicheng said, "Besides, the child's resistance is very weak, maybe it died of inflammation?" "The woman who brought the baby has No response?" "She just looked at the baby and smiled wryly." "that's it?" "Yes." Li Qicheng said: "But she said something." "What?" "She said: Maybe it's God's will!" "Just this sentence?" Zai Si pondered again, and after a while he asked, "Did she bring a baby to get you tattooed again?" "The left hand was cut off, so how can she tattoo someone else?" Li Qicheng smiled wryly.