The light of the candle lit for reading cast dim shadows of the two people on the wall. The wind lantern under the eaves made a rustling sound.

Yuan Wu turned his head away and put his arm around the boy's shoulders: "Come on, kid, follow your brother out."

My own hands...

Lin Zikui realized later that he had touched the second girl's body!

The sage book in his mind came to life, as if facing a formidable enemy: "I, I didn't mean it, Second Miss, I just fell asleep, confused, I don't know what I did."

Lin Zikui was shocked and frightened, and hurriedly turned over to get up, but he pressed a hand on her body.

Xiao Fu's voice suddenly became hoarse, and he said, "Why are you twisting? Don't move."

There was something wrong with the second girl's tone. Lin Zikui stiffened all over: "I'm sorry..."

Only when I was so close could I truly feel Xiao Fu's strong physique, his warm breath, and his strong arms... It was a very awkward touch.

He thought, if he was not sure that the second girl was a girl, he would have doubted whether the second girl was actually the second young master?

Lin Zikui closed his eyes in shame, not knowing where to put his hands and feet: "Can I...get up now?"

Xiao Fu uttered a nasal "hmm", his thick and long black eyelashes covering his deep eyes.

Lin Zikui didn't dare to touch him. He rolled over and got up from the ground, his movements were awkward and his expression was embarrassed.

Xiao Fu's arms felt empty, as if he had lost something, and he was a little unhappy.

He didn't want to let Lin Zikui get up, but if he kept holding her, no matter how stupid Lin Zikui was, he would notice the movements of his part and realize that he was a man.

Seeing Xiao Fu closing his eyes and breathing heavily, Lin Zikui stood aside and spoke carefully: "Second Miss, are you okay?"

“Not very good.”

"But, I just hurt you accidentally?"

"You touched me here." Xiao Fu half-raised himself, resting his elbows on the ground, tapping his chest with one hand, and looking up at him with his chin up, "What do you say I should do?"

Lin Zikui's pupils dilated, recalling the plump and elastic touch just now. The sage books in his head kept whipping his heart. He took a half step back, and finally fell to the ground, uttering an incoherent apology: "I... didn't mean it, Second Miss, I'm not a human! Tomorrow, I will go to the Xiao Mansion in person to apologize!"

"Why are you going to the Xiao Mansion to plead guilty?"

"I……"

Before Lin Zikui finished speaking, Xiao Fu smiled and said, "Shouldn't you apologize to me?"

Lin Zikui bit her lip and went from sitting to kneeling: "I... Second Miss, punish me, hit me, I, I will never resist!"

His hair was messy, his expression was self-blaming, and even his eyes were red.

Xiao Fu's heart was itching.

"Lin Lang..." He reached out his hand, and his palm just touched the top of Lin Zikui's head, then naturally fell down along the soft hair, and his fingertips touched his ear.

Lin Zikui buried his head and dared not say a word. In the stagnant atmosphere, he strangely felt a sticky sense of danger.

Second girl... do you want to slap yourself?

He closed his eyes.

Xiao Fu's fingers stayed on his earlobes and rubbed them a few times. Lin Zikui said nothing, but the trembling feeling still made him clench his fingers. He felt that his palms were very large and his fingers were calloused. A moment of confusion came over him. Has the second girl been practicing martial arts since she was a child?

However, at this moment, he was not as thoughtful as usual. He was dizzy and did not think clearly. Then, Xiao Fu's voice appeared beside his burning ears: "Tell me, how should I punish you?"

"Whatever... the second lady likes it."

Xiao Fu walked over to look at him, and said to him, "I just brought you a rabbit fur coat. You must remember to wear it and you can't give it back to me."

"......Eh?" The expected slap did not come, but when he heard these words, Lin Zikui half opened his eyes hesitantly and met Xiao Fu's hooked peach blossom eyes.

His heart skipped a beat and he closed his eyes helplessly.

Xiao Fu gently rubbed his head: "I will punish you, dress nicely to see me, don't be so shabby, I don't like it."

"Well..." Lin Zikui didn't expect this kind of punishment. He raised his eyes and said, "Second Miss, you won't hit me."

"Do you think I'm willing to give it up?"

Lin Zikui said nothing, his face flushed.

He is thin-skinned and gets red easily these days.

Xiao Fu's hand dropped: "Should you pull me up now?"

Lin Zikui finally reacted: "I, I should get up..." He stood up first, then wrapped his hands with his sleeves, and then pulled Xiao Fu.

Xiao Fu did not continue teasing him. This scholar, who was as pure and honest as a lotus, really had no evil thoughts at all. He was simple and innocent.

Xiao Fu pulled him up and stood up straight: "Lin Lang, it's so late, I should leave too."

Lin Zikui asked Mo Liu to send him off, but Xiao Fu refused: "I have guards." He waved his hand, put on a black fox cloak, turned around and smiled at Lin Zikui.

After Xiao Fu and his guards left with lanterns in the night, Lin Zikui heard Mo Liu say, "Ah! Sir, this was specially sent by the second lady, who said it was for you."

Lin Zikui looked down and saw a wooden box. Mo Liu had already squatted down to open it. Then he saw a fine silver sable fur coat inside. The darkly embroidered silver thread and thick sable fur looked luxurious under the candlelight.

Lin Zikui couldn't see clearly: "Is this, rabbit fur?"

"Wow..." Mo Liu was stunned, "This doesn't look like rabbit fur, it feels more like sable fur, sir! Look!" Even if he had never worn it, he had seen it in Jinling. He was not a country bumpkin who didn't know the value of things.

Lin Zikui's first reaction was: "No, I have to return such a valuable item to the second girl!"

However, he remembered the punishment Xiao Fu had just given him.

He wanted to dress nicely to meet him.

But Lin Zikui came here to review his books, so he didn't even bring two sets of clothes with him. He had been wearing this cloak for three years.

Mo Liu took out a piece of golden paper from the box and said, "Sir, there are words on it! It was written by the second young lady."

"Let me take a look!" Lin Zikui stretched out his hand, put his face close to the candlelight, and looked closely. This was an ugly handwriting. In the eyes of Lin Zikui, a scholar who had been copying calligraphy from masters since childhood, the handwriting was not really good-looking. The content was very simple, it said:

[Lin Lang, you must wear this rabbit fur coat for me to see tomorrow.

Zhao Ling. ]

The first line of characters is hard to read, but the two characters in the signature must be written frequently, and the handwriting is much smoother and more beautiful.

"Zhao Ling."

Lin Zikui lowered his eyes and murmured, "Second Miss, is this your maiden name..."

He carefully put the golden paper away, tucked it between the book and put it in the box.

The next morning, Lin Zikui put on a cloak to meet Xiao Fu. The cloak was a bit big, and it was unusually warm on his body, and he even felt a little sweaty.

When Lin Zikui arrived at the East Guest Hall, he learned that he had not yet woken up. Yuan Wu said, "Unfortunately, my master likes to sleep in. I'm afraid he will not wake up until noon today. It's not even 7 o'clock yet, Master Lin, how about coming back later?"

Lin Zikui thanked him and asked, "Would it be convenient for me to ask you what the second young lady likes to eat?"

Mo Liu on the side took out a bag of silver and stuffed it over very naturally.

Yuan Wu glanced at it and didn't answer it, saying, "My master doesn't like to eat."

For a person without a sense of taste, everything he eats tastes the same. Many times, Xiao Fu even forgets to eat. So even though Xiao Fu had been practicing martial arts since he was young, his limbs were slender and well-proportioned, and his stature was not as burly as his two brothers.

Mo Liu thought he was aloof and didn't want the money, so he had to take it back silently.

He answered like this, and Lin Zikui was embarrassed for a moment and didn't know what to ask next. Then he heard Yuan Wu said: "My master has no other hobbies, he likes to play."

Lin Zikui subconsciously asked: "What are we playing?"

"Something that can make him happy and feel happy."

"For example..." Lin Zikui thought for a moment, "climbing mountains? Reciting poems? Playing chess? Reading books?"

When talking about chess, Jinzun, who was sitting alone playing with chess pieces, glanced at him.

Yuan Wu shook his head: "Mr. Lin, I'll tell you the truth, my master likes drinking the most."

Wine doesn't have any special taste. It has a strong aroma that can wash away all the sorrow. After drinking it, the belly is filled with heat and the chest is filled with a stirring feeling. Xiao Fu couldn't taste anything on his tongue, so he could only feel the sensation that other foods could not bring, and use his other five senses to make up for this shortcoming.

"Wine..."

The second girl is indeed not an ordinary woman.

Lin Zikui thanked him and said politely, "I'll make a note of that. Thank you, brother."

Chen Yuanwu: "My last name is Chen."

"Thank you, Brother Chen. I'll come back after noon." Brother Chen didn't want any money, so Lin Zikui gave him a bag of pear candy and said, "Give it to the kids."

When he saw the young man hanging on the second girl that day, he was not very happy. Later, when he got closer and found that it was just a child, his mood improved.

Tomorrow, Lin Zikui has an appointment to go to Qingxin Pavilion to meet Taoist Lingyuan's uncle, Taoist Lingbo, but Taoist Lingyuan said that his uncle likes to eat chicken legs. Although chickens were raised in the Taoist temple, they were not easy to sell. Lin Zikui heard from the Taoist priest that there was a family in the back mountain who raised dozens of chickens, so he first changed out of his rare rabbit fur coat and then took Mo Liu to the back mountain.

The two of them walked for half an hour before they finally reached the destination. Lin Zikui was so tired that he was panting. He had some money left from selling the inkstone that Brother Tang had given him. He went to a house and bought two chickens and a basket of eggs. He then asked the chicken farmer, "Uncle, is there anyone making wine in this Sixteen Caves Mountain?"

The old man was already 75 years old. He was delighted when he heard this: "I have some homemade plum wine here! Do you want some, young man?"

"Plum wine?"

"Come! Try it!" The old man turned around and went into the house, warmly invited him in, and filled a glass for Lin Zikui. Lin Zikui had never drunk alcohol before, so he tried to lick it, it was bitter and spicy, and he couldn't help but coughing.

"Drink it, drink it, this is good wine!"

Lin Zikui couldn't wipe his face, so he took another sip and still coughed. The old man said, "Slow down, slow down!"

Lin Zikui coughed and praised the taste. The old man smiled happily and handed a full cup to Mo Liu. Lin Zikui shook his head: "He is young and can't drink it."

Mo Liu was greedy and said, "Sir..."

Lin Zikui had no choice but to agree: "Then you can only drink one sip."

Mo Liu drank a glass, and like Lin Zikui, he squatted down and choked painfully. The old man laughed happily and asked Lin Zikui: "Scholar, do you like this wine?"

Lin Zikui didn’t understand, and didn’t know whether it tasted bad or good. Why not take it back and ask someone?

He nodded and said he liked it, so the old man filled a bottle for him: "Here, you don't know how to drink? If you think it's good, come and ask me for it! If you want to give good wine to others, go down the Sixteen Caves Mountain. There is a Peach Blossom Village. There is a kind of peach blossom wine in the village. The dignitaries in Jinling all like it. The taste...tsk tsk, it's priceless!"

"Peach Blossom Village? Peach Blossom Wine?"

Lin Zikui took note of it. He carried a basket of eggs, two chickens, and a bottle of wine, walked for half an hour, and returned to Xingzhiguan.

"Master Lingbo likes to eat chicken legs. Here are two chickens with four legs. Two legs are for Master Lingbo. Mo Liu, you eat one and leave one..."

Lin Zikui thought of giving it to the second girl, so he made some chicken soup and sent it to her.

Just after noon, Mo Liu fell down and fell asleep wrapped in the quilt, with a faint smell of alcohol on his face and snoring sounds from his nose.

He was young and could not hold his liquor well, so the effect of the wine took effect on him faster than on Lin Zikui.

Lin Zikui put the stew pot into the bamboo tray and brought it to the east guest hall: "Brother Chen, this is the freshly cooked old hen soup. Is the second young lady ready to get up now?"

Chen Yuanwu took over: "Just woke up, shall I go and report it?"

Lin Zikui waved his hand: "No, that's not necessary."

Chen Yuanwu glanced at him and said, "Why don't you wear the cloak given by your master?"

"That rabbit fur coat is expensive. I was in the kitchen just now and I took it off for fear of getting it dirty." He was covered in wood ash and had killed a chicken. He felt dirty and embarrassed to meet the second young lady. Besides, the second young lady also said that if you are dressed ugly, don't come. So Lin Zikui gave him the chicken soup and said goodbye quickly: "Brother Chen, I'm leaving first."

Seeing him running away again, Yuan Wu shook his head: "This scholar Lin..."

He lowered his head and smelled the chicken soup: "It smells so good. I didn't expect that he, a scholar, could cook?"

However, Lord Xiao was not able to taste anything. He drank a bowl of soup, picked up the chicken thigh and asked, "What do you think this soup tastes like?"

Yuan Wu couldn't describe it, and said, "My Lord, it tastes like chicken soup."

"Sweet? Sour? Bitter? Spicy?"

Yuan Wu: "Neither, it just smells good. The chicken is good."

Xiao Fu couldn't imagine it. He could just barely smell a fragrance in his nose, but when he drank it, it was just plain water.

"It's boring," Xiao Fu put down the bowl and stretched himself, "I'd better go find Lin Lang to play with."

And Lin Zikui had already come out of the state of Xingzhiguan at this time.

Just now he met Taoist Lingyuan and learned that he was going down the mountain. Lin Zikui asked him, "Taoist, do you know where Taohua Village is?"

"It's not far from the foot of the mountain. The peach blossom wine from Taohua Village is famous far and wide."

Lin Zikui's eyes lit up: "I'm going to Taohua Village! Taoist Lingyuan, can I go with you?"

"Let's go, let's go. I know your eyesight is not good. Come with me and I will show you the way..."

It was noon and the sun was shining brightly. Lingyuan wore a bamboo hat and carried a water bag. Lin Zikui still wore his old cloak. The two of them walked down the mountain slowly. Lingyuan said, "By the way, Mr. Lin, Uncle Lingbo told you to bring a chicken leg to him tomorrow. He also participated in the imperial examination a few years ago. He said that if you don't understand anything, you can ask him. Just give him a chicken leg to eat."

Lin Zikui nodded: "I have already bought the chicken legs and cooked them. I am going to buy peach wine now."

"Mr. Lin likes to drink?"

"I was giving it to you..." He paused, then added, "I drank it."

"I guess so. I can smell the alcohol on you. Your face is still red. Did you just drink?"

Lin Zikui had no choice but to nod shyly and admit that he was an alcoholic.

After all, Taoist Master Lingyuan had been in Xingzhiguan for so many years, so the path he found was much closer. When he was almost at the foot of the mountain, Lingyuan pointed to a road on the right and said, "Go down this road and you will reach Taohua Village. It's winter now, and the peach blossoms are not in bloom. Oh, right, Mr. Lin, do you recognize peach trees?"

Lin Zikui nodded: "Yes, I recognize it. My home is in Huainan, and I have peach trees at home."

"Then it's easy to recognize. When you see the peach tree, just keep walking along the path, and then you'll see people's houses. Every household has the peach wine you want. You can try them all, but don't eat too much. I'm afraid you'll get dizzy!"

Lin Zikui thanked him.

Before Lingyuan said goodbye to him, he thought of something else: "Mr. Lin, you have an eye disease, and your servant is not here, how are you going to get back later?"

Lin Zikui said, "I left a letter for Mo Liu. When he wakes up, he will come to Taohua Village to find me. I have sprinkled white lime all along the way. He just needs to follow the path."

"You're a good servant, very smart. Okay, I'll go first then." After Lingyuan left, Lin Zikui picked up a wooden branch to use as a walking stick. He was not completely unable to see clearly, but since he could not distinguish between humans and animals within ten meters, he was easily tripped by stones and branches. Lin Zikui walked slowly, and soon he successfully found Taohua Village.

In the Xingzhi Temple, Xiao Fu saw that there seemed to be no one in the Xixin Hall and the door was open, so he walked in.

There was no one on the bed. Lin Zikui was not there, but his servant was there. Yuan Wu took a look and said, "This kid seems drunk."

Xiao Fu found a note on the table and picked it up to have a look.

He raised his eyebrows slightly: "How could a blind man like him go down the mountain to buy wine?"

Yuan Wu recalled: "Early this morning, Master Lin wanted to bribe me and asked me about your preferences and what you like to eat. I said you don't like to eat, but like to drink."

After hearing this, Xiao Fu's lips curled up. It turned out that the young scholar went to buy wine for him.

He turned his head: "So you accepted his bribe?"

Yuan Wu said sternly: "Of course I will confiscate it! I am following the Marquis, why would I need that little bit of silver?"

Xiao Fu: "Remember to collect it next time. He has no money and can't buy good wine. Next time, won't he have to make wine for me himself?"

“…”

Yuan Wu speculated, "Then, Lord, shall I go to this village and bring back Mr. Lin?"

"Who asked you to go? Doesn't this Marquis know to go by yourself?" Xiao Fu put the paper back in its place and walked out of the Xingzhi Temple. Yuan Wu saw the white lime powder left on the way down the mountain and heard his own Marquis say happily: "My Lin Lang was thoughtful and left a mark for me to find."

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In Taoism, "Sixteen Caves" refers to Wuyi Mountain, and "Xingzhi Temple" uses the "Zhizhi Temple" in Wuyi Mountain as its prototype. In the Southern Song Dynasty, Zhu Xi was sent to be the director of a Taoist temple near here. Because he was too happy, he lived to be 70 years old...