Chapter 35 Chapter 35 Three Dreams Integrate into One
After Jiang Wu woke up, he stared at the tassels hanging beside the bed and lost his mind.
Thinking of the three options that popped up in her previous dream, she didn't want to choose any of them.
Orange: You are a newly widowed woman and you are no longer content to spy on your neighbors.
Purple: A dark disciple who wants to hide his master X You are a sickly master haunted by evil spirits
Yellow: The twin half-brother who gradually turned evil after being bullied by his elder sister X likes to humiliate the twin half-brothers and treat them like dogs.
She was no longer as confused as she was the first and second time. She could guess that her choice must be related to the dream she would have next. However, Jiang Wu still didn't know why she had these strange and shameful dreams.
But she didn't plan to choose this time. Instead of having those shameful dreams, she might as well have a good sleep in her dreams.
After she closed her eyes and fell asleep, the three options lit up one after another, and a screen suddenly appeared on it, scrolling subtitles -
Since the host has not actively chosen, the fusion mode is now in progress.
"Madam, it's time for you to get up." The warm yellow lotus-patterned tent was opened, and Jiang Wu's eyes turned to meet Xie Ji's face, which had suddenly enlarged.
Her brain froze for a moment, then she scrambled out of bed and said, "Husband, wait a moment."
Xie Ji's ears blushed as he turned away awkwardly. His heart skipped a beat, and he coughed hoarsely as he said, "Take your time changing. There's no rush. I'll wait for you outside."
"No, I'll be fine soon."
Jiang Wu suddenly felt a chill on her chest and lowered her head slowly. She saw that the clothes she had worn neatly before going to bed had come loose at some point. If it weren't for the bellyband she wore when sleeping that was still firmly tied around her neck due to the tight straps, she would have been really going to be honest with him at this moment.
Jiang Wu, whose face turned visibly red, lowered her head, bit her lip and covered her chest with her hands, as if only this could slightly alleviate the previous shame.
Because of the awkwardness this morning, Jiang Wu didn't talk to him the whole way, but just walked forward on her own.
Even though he only had feelings for Shen Tingxue, it didn't mean she could accept being almost naked by a man.
When they arrived at the martial arts training ground, they found that someone had already arrived before them.
Jiang Wu initially thought it was Xie Yu or Gao Lang, but when he got closer he realized it was Shen Tingxue.
Today she wore a scarlet narrow-sleeved, waist-hu-dressed gown and a high ponytail. Unlike her usual cool and aloof look, she had a more heroic and neat beauty.
Shen Tingxue, who was riding back from a lap around the martial arts training ground, tightened the reins and stopped the horse in front of them, then dismounted with a swift movement, "Master, Master's Wife, you are here."
Jiang Wu nodded in response, "Princess."
Xie Ji frowned slightly, "Why are you here?"
"After I recovered from my illness, I thought I should exercise well to prevent my physical condition from being too poor and getting sick frequently." Shen Tingxue was one meter away from him when she spoke, as if they were a normal master and apprentice.
In the eyes of Jiang Wu, who had seen their pornographic pictures countless times, they must be performing for him, or they had not yet recovered from their last quarrel.
One is unwilling to admit his inner feelings, and the other is deliberately leaving him alone and forcing the other to admit his feelings.
Xie Ji did not object to this. "Your body is just fine. Exercise is important, but you also need to pay attention to the combination of work and rest."
"I know, Master, don't worry."
From then on, the master and disciple, who had a harmonious relationship in the past, no longer said much to each other. From afar, there was a sense of alienation between them.
"Run one lap first, then stand in a horse stance for a stick of incense. If you still have energy then I will teach you archery." Xie Ji wanted to ask her to run two laps, but then he remembered that she almost fainted with her face pale and lips purple when he only asked her to run half a lap more yesterday. He guessed that he would have to wait for a while.
Hearing that he was finally going to teach him archery, Jiang Wu suddenly felt that running a lap and then doing horse stance was not that difficult.
Shen Tingxue's voice suddenly interrupted, "Master, we haven't had an archery competition for a long time. How about we have a competition while Master's wife is running?"
Xie Ji looked guilty, "Next time, I will teach your master's wife how to shoot arrows later."
If it were before, Shen Tingxue would have made a fuss long ago, but this time she just lowered her head dejectedly, like a child who had done something wrong, "Master, are you still unwilling to forgive me, even though I wasn't the one who did those things in the first place?"
"No, don't think too much. It's just that I promised your master's wife that I would teach her archery today. Let's wait for next time for our competition." Xie Ji knew very well that she was in there and was a victim like himself.
But in the eyes of others, the two of them had engaged in many intimate behaviors that crossed the line between master and apprentice.
It is reasonable for them to keep a certain distance from each other until she gets married.
Shen Tingxue, who didn't feel any pain even when her nails dug into her palms, raised her head and smiled bitterly, tears dripping down her cheeks. "Master, you told me not to think too much, but how can I not think too much? Ever since that incident, haven't you noticed that you've not only distanced yourself from me, but you've also wanted to avoid me?"
"I know it's hard for Master to treat me like before right now, but I don't ask for much. I just hope that Master won't avoid me all the time. Is this also something that's difficult for Master to do?"
"As long as you say yes, Master, Changle promises that he will never appear in front of you again."
Jiang Wu, who was about to go for a run, saw Shen Tingxue suddenly run away, and walked over with confusion, "Husband, what did you say to the princess? Why did she leave so suddenly?"
Xie Ji, with his long eyelashes drooping, twitched his lips and said nonchalantly, "Nothing, let's go for a run."
Jiang Wu felt that they must be up to something.
After Shen Tingxue left with a gloomy face, Qiaozhi, who was waiting outside the martial arts training ground, trotted over with a letter and whispered, "Princess, the prince sent someone to give you an invitation to Taibai Tower."
"Princess, do you want to attend the banquet? If not, I will send the messenger away now." Qiaozhi asked that question mainly because the invitation came from Prince Ji, and the princess would only choose to attend the invitation twice out of five times.
Ji Xiao came to the big white building early in the morning and was looking out the window eagerly. He was so nervous that his voice gurgled like the lid of a teapot when the steam lifted it up after the water boiled.
"Prince, the princess is here." Just as Changji finished speaking, a cold yet gentle female voice sounded at the same time.
"Ze Xiu, I heard you had something to ask me. Did something happen?"
"No, no, it's just that Taibai Tower has recently released some delicious new dishes, and I want you to try them too." After seeing her, Ji Xiao rubbed his hands together and didn't know where to put them. His face was as red as a freshly baked red date cake.
Shen Tingxue, with a worried look in her eyes, reached out her hand to touch his forehead, "Ze Xiu, are you feeling unwell? Otherwise, why is your face so red?"
"No, don't get me wrong, I'm really fine." Ji Xiao had Changji and Lang Gu whip him some time ago, but he still didn't have the weird feeling in his dream.
He thought of Shen Tingxue, you know, she is his sweetheart.
But how could he have the nerve to say such things? If he really said them, would he think he was possessed or sick?
Shen Tingxue bit her lip lightly and sighed slowly: "If you regard me as a friend, you shouldn't hide it from me, otherwise I will just think that you don't regard me as a friend at all."
"Why didn't I consider you a friend? I'm really fine, why would I lie to you?" Ji Xiao, not wanting to continue this topic, said worriedly, "Tingxue, I heard you were sick some time ago. I wanted to come see you, but that person wouldn't let me in to see you."
Treat him like a thief, I guess this is all he can do.
"Okay, I'm glad you're so thoughtful." Shen Tingxue, who withdrew her hand, was really worried about him. "If you can't trust others, why not let me help you?"
"Don't think you can't trust me just because I'm a woman. To be honest, I had some good luck during the time I was traveling." She said this with a hint of pride.
"No, why wouldn't I trust you? It's just that there's really nothing wrong with my body. I'm as strong as a bull." After being interrupted by her, Ji Xiao didn't want to ask her for help anymore, let alone speak.
After finishing his meal and returning to the carriage, Ji Xiao did not rush back. Instead, he asked Changji to drive the carriage around to the Prime Minister's residence. He looked outside the door for a long time, and finally left with gritted teeth.
After returning to the Anyang Palace, Ji Bao, who had been cleaning the toilet for several days, came over with a smile on his face. "My Lord, the Taoist priests and monks you asked me to find are here. They are waiting for you in the courtyard."
Ji Xiao, his jaw tightened, took off the purse hanging from his waist and threw it to him, "Thank you for your hard work. Divide the money between you two."
Ji Bao smiled so hard that his teeth were visible, "It's not hard for me to work for the prince."
"But why did the prince suddenly call so many Taoists and monks?" Changji wanted to slap himself twice after he said this. How could he forget that the prince asked them to whip him a few days ago? He must have been possessed by evil spirits, and now he is asking Taoists and monks to exorcise the evil spirits.
Ji Xiao didn't answer, but just gave him a cold look, warning him to shut up.
As for why he was looking for the Taoist priest and the monk, it was naturally to find out why he was acting as Jiang Wu's dog in his dream. Even if he had to act as a dog, it should have been Jiang Wu who was acting as his dog.
He is the prince of Anyang, a young general from a military family. How could he treat a woman like a dog?
"Ah ...
Jiang Wu, who was feeling listless, suddenly sneezed several times in a row. Just as she was about to stop, she sneezed a few more times. If she didn't know that she was in good health, she would have thought she had caught a cold.
Aunt Cui, who was in charge of the class, couldn't hide her worry and asked, "Madam, are you feeling unwell? Why don't you let the doctor come and see you first?"
"No need, I'm fine. My nose just itched and I sneezed twice." Jiang Wu followed Nanny Cui to the main entrance and saw a carriage parked at the foot of the steps.
Matron Cui explained, "I think Madam has already mastered the simplest algorithm. Instead of just discussing it on paper, I'd rather choose a shop for Madam to practice on."
After hearing that he would be given a shop, Jiang Wu's eyes lit up instantly, "I wonder what kind of shop it will be for me?"
She knew that the Xie family owned gold and jade shops, tailor shops, and several large restaurants. Even if they gave her any one of them, she would be able to spend the rest of her life counting money and sleeping among piles of money.
Aunt Cui remained mysterious about this: "Well, you'll know when Madam arrives."
Soon, the carriage passed through the bustling downtown, through the busy streets and alleys, and finally stopped steadily in an alley with few people around.
Until the carriage stopped, Jiang Wu was still deceiving herself by saying that she must have come to the wrong place. It was not until Mother Cui got off the carriage and asked her to get off that her fantasy was completely shattered.
"Why does this shop look so shabby?" It was completely different from the shop Jiang Wu had imagined, one that made a fortune and was magnificent. The disappointment in her heart suddenly fell from heaven to earth.
"This shop was originally a pharmacy. Since there hadn't been a doctor there for a long time, and it was located in a rather remote area, it fell into disrepair over time." Madam Cui explained, hiding her embarrassment. "Madam, are you wondering, since you want to practice, why doesn't your master give you a shop with a prosperous life?"
In fact, it was not just the lady who was curious. When Aunt Cui learned that the master wanted to give this shop to the lady for training, she was also surprised.
You have to know that the Prime Minister's businesses cover food, clothing, housing and transportation. Some businesses are booming while others are not so popular, but it is rare to see such a shabby shop.
"Um."
Aunt Cui could only repeat what her husband had said to her before: "It's not difficult to restore a prosperous shop to its former glory. The difficult thing is to bring a shop back to life."
"Master said that he would give Madam one thousand taels of silver as start-up capital. If the shop becomes profitable, all the profits will belong to Madam. If there are any losses, it will be Master's."
Jiang Wu knew this deal was a sure win, but...
She looked up at the shabby shop again. Did she really have the ability to revive it? What should she sell then?
Xie Ji had noticed she was looking worried ever since she came back, so he walked over and asked, "Did you encounter any problems? Why are you so unhappy?"
Jiang Wu, who was writing and drawing on paper with a brush, didn't even raise his head. He just frowned and sighed sadly, "I'm thinking about how to revive this shop."
She has been thinking about it for a long time since she came back, but still has no clue.
Selling food?
At the foot of Chang'an, there is a gathering of delicacies from all corners of the world. In addition to various snacks, there are also restaurants opened by imperial chefs from the palace as competitors.
Selling clothes?
The rich and powerful would have their embroiderers come to their homes to make custom-made garments, or go to reputable shops. Since she had neither an embroiderer nor any patterns, how could she compete with others?
Should we build an inn?
But what Chang'an City lacks the least is inns and houses in good locations, and her yard is not big and can't accommodate more than a few people.
Apart from these three, Jiang Wu really couldn't think of what else to sell. Perhaps it was related to the environment she grew up in, which also limited her thinking to a certain extent, making her unable to see other business opportunities besides food, clothing, housing and transportation.
"The shop is right there. If you can't figure it out now, think about it slowly. You'll figure it out eventually."
Jiang Wu put down her brush and supported her cheeks with both hands. A lump of flesh seemed to be about to fall out. After glancing at him, she called out muffledly, "Husband."
"Um?"
"Let me ask you, if it were you, what would you choose to sell?"
Xie Ji, who was tidying up the table for her, said with a smile: "Madam, are you trying to trick me?"
Although she wanted to do so, how could she admit it? She snorted coldly: "Forget it if you don't tell me, you are so stingy. I will think of it myself. I can always think of it."
"It's not that I don't want to tell you, I just hope you can be more thoughtful and not limit your vision to food, clothing, housing and transportation." Xie Ji paused, "Although Chang'an is large, it also has many business opportunities."
"I don't want to listen. I'm sleepy and I want to go to bed."
"Wash your face before going to bed." Xie Ji reached out and touched her cheek that was stained with ink. The moment he touched it, he could feel how soft the skin under his fingertips was, like a ball of cotton.
But softer than cotton.
As he rubbed her with his two fingers, he seemed to be able to smell the light peach blossom fragrance that was unique to her.
After Jiang Wu fell asleep with the quilt covering her head, Song Jin in the pigeon house also took off his outer shirt and used it as a quilt, and then fell asleep as well.
It was still a cold winter in the dream, but the difference was that he was no longer trapped in that room, and there was no woman sleeping on the couch.
"Why are you so slow? If you don't hurry up you'll be late."
Song Jin, who was walking slowly, was pushed by someone behind him and fell to the ground in an instant.
The person who pushed him down didn't expect him to be so frail. "Why are you like a sickly person? You can't even stand steadily."
Song Jin got up from the ground without saying anything, but stared straight at the young man who looked similar to him.
He looked so much like himself that there was even a bright red teardrop mole under his left eyelid, as if he was looking in the mirror.
Song Shi scratched his face in surprise, "Brother, why are you looking at me? If you don't go to class, the teacher will be here soon."
Song Jin didn't say anything, but let the young man who looked similar to him and claimed to be his younger brother pull him forward, while he was observing everything around him.
Pavilions, terraces and lush vegetation.
It doesn't look like the courtyard of an ordinary wealthy family, but more like a school.
Song Shi, who had pulled him to sit down, took advantage of the fact that the teacher hadn't arrived and leaned close to his ear and whispered, "Brother, why are you acting so strangely today?"
"Could it be that you sneaked into the teacher's room again last night without telling me and she found out?"
"I've already told you to be careful. The teacher is obviously suspicious of us. Haven't you seen that he has become much colder towards us two brothers recently?" He said at the end with a hint of anger in his voice.
I'm not angry that he did such a morally corrupt thing, but I'm angry that I didn't take him with me.
Even though Song Jin knew it was just a dream, he still extracted a lot of key points from his words, and his words and expressions conveyed the impression that he had some unspeakable secret about that teacher.
Thinking of this possibility, Song Jin broke out in a cold sweat and felt that this dream was absurd and ridiculous.
Soon, as everyone in the school arrived, the teacher who was supposed to teach finally arrived.
And that teacher was none other than Jiang Wu!
Jiang Wu didn't expect that after opening her eyes, she would see herself standing in the classroom teaching. She looked at the book in her hand and felt that the words in it were as big as beans, and her forehead felt weak.
No, it’s okay for her to have a good dream. Why should she teach? What’s the difference between this and directly misleading students?
Fortunately, the class ended quickly. Jiang Wu was worried that they would come to ask him questions, so he picked up the books on the table and turned to leave.
"Master, wait a minute."
Before Jiang Wu could run far, a voice seemed to nail her to the spot, forcing her to turn around.
As her eyelashes trembled, what suddenly caught her eyes was Song Jinye's enlarged face, and the three options that appeared in her dream yesterday came to her mind.
But she remembered that she didn't make a choice at all?
What is the situation now?
When Song Shi smiled, a pair of shallow dimples appeared. "Master, I don't quite understand what you just said about the years being tender and fragrant. Could you please explain it to me again?"
Jiang Wu had no idea what that meant, and when he met his eyes full of curiosity, he felt guilty. "Sorry, I'm not feeling well today."
"I see, Master is not feeling well. Let me help you to rest."
Jiang Wu, who always thought he had hidden meaning in his words, was about to say no when he stepped forward with a smile and held her hand, "Master, if you really feel uncomfortable, you can lean on me."
"No, I can walk by myself." Jiang Wu didn't know if it was her illusion, but she could feel his hand always touching her waist.
Song Jin also watched them leave with a heavy look in his eyes, without saying anything to stop them or appearing.
Instead, I wondered why I had this dream.
Jiang Wu was helped back to the outside of the courtyard where he lived. For some reason, he felt relieved. "I'm going in to rest. You go back first."
"No, I won't feel at ease until I see the Master go into the room and go to sleep." The young man showed an aggrieved expression, "The Master must hate me."
Jiang Wu's lips moved, "No, I just need to rest. You can go back first."
This time, without waiting for him to say anything, Jiang Wu ran back into the room and closed the door. After making sure that the footsteps outside the door had gone away, she breathed a sigh of relief and walked to the bed.
Just as I was about to lie down, a pair of hands as cold as poisonous snakes reached out from under the bed and grabbed my ankles.
A chill rose from the soles of Jiang Wu's feet, and his hair stood on end. He lowered his head and looked at Song Jin, who also had a smiling face.
"Master, I told you that I won't feel at ease until I see you resting in bed with my own eyes."
"Master, I have a question to ask you. Could you please open the door?" At this time, the sound of Song Jinye knocking on the door came from outside the door.
Song Jin suddenly woke up from his dream. While his mind was still in chaos, the bell for getting up began to ring, reminding them that the exam for the next day would soon begin.
Ji Xiao should have been happy after sleeping soundly all night, but his face was as sour as a stone in the toilet. Then he looked at the peach wood sword amulet on his pillow, the talisman paper on the head of the bed, and the bowl of talisman water he drank yesterday.
Could it be that she was afraid and didn't dare to enter his dream?
Ji Xiao thought about it, then tore them all apart with a grimace.
Then he closed his eyes again and covered himself with the quilt. Not long after he fell asleep, his eyes suddenly opened.
No, it’s daylight now. I guess we can only wait until it gets dark tonight.
Jiang Wanwan, if you enter my dream tonight, you will be dead!
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