There is a girl with a fragrant heart, walking quietly in the east wing. Her eyebrows are like green feathers, her eyes are bright and clear... Her voice is as good as the white clouds, and her voice spreads to all directions. How wonderful is the virtue of Yingyuan, she is suitable to be matched with a marquis and a king.
——"Song of Erotica with Women"
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In October, it rained heavily for three days.
The Meiguan Ancient Road connecting the north and the south was flooded by rain, and was covered with thick fog and faint smoke.
The young man Yan Shisheng carried a wooden box on his back and held an oil-paper umbrella in his hand, walking on the muddy and rainy ancient road with one step deep and one step shallow.
The Lingnan region was a rugged and difficult place to travel in ancient times, and pedestrians had to rely on the Meiguan Ancient Road carved in Dayuling Mountain to get in and out. Yan Shisheng had no other way to go in and out to study except this ancient road.
The green fields were lush and green, and the rain was rustling. The originally smooth road ahead was blocked by several carriages. There were also large umbrellas to block the rain, and there were shadows of people. Yan Shisheng was stunned for a moment and couldn't help but walk closer to take a look.
It turned out that the front carriage among several carriages was stuck in a muddy pothole. Several servants in light and capable clothes surrounded the carriage and tried to push it out of the pothole.
This is not surprising.
Yan Shisheng's eyes were fixed on the carriage:
Next to the carriage, a pony was brought out from somewhere and placed on the side of the road.
A girl was sitting on a low horse with her knees bent, and a beautiful maid was standing behind her, holding an umbrella for her.
It was raining heavily, but it seemed to have nothing to do with the girl sitting on the pony.
She had a simple bun on her head, and her hair was decorated with golden hairpins and step-shaking ornaments. The step-shaking ornaments in her hair and the necklace around her neck swayed gently in the wind, setting off her bright red silk skirt that was trailing on the ground.
The long skirt drags on the ground, gorgeous and eye-catching.
The corners of her eyes were red, and there was a dot between her eyebrows. The woman's eyes were half closed, and she was waving a feather fan, as if she was leisurely enjoying the rain.
The trapped carriage, heavy rain, and desolate mountains and wilderness did not detract from her luxurious and elegant beauty.
Yan Shisheng felt that all he could see was her dazzling red dress.
The beautiful maid who was working hard to hold the umbrella saw the young man on his way here and staring at her daughter. She couldn't help but scold him, "You bold lunatic, why are you staring at my wife?"
The girl, who had her eyes closed leisurely, raised her face in this direction, with an air of laziness all over her body. When she opened her eyes, her gorgeous beauty instantly overwhelmed everyone.
Through the blurry rain curtain, she looked at the young man who suddenly appeared on the road.
She stared at the man:
The scholar carrying a wooden box and holding an umbrella was dressed in a round-necked white shirt and a cloth tied hair. His clothes were simple and crude. However, he had clear eyes and a handsome appearance. In the heavy rain, he looked like a god.
Although this man was very handsome, Mu Wanyao just waved his feather fan and thought absentmindedly: He is just a country bumpkin from the wilderness of Lingnan.
Yan Shisheng blushed after being scolded by the maid, and quickly bowed and apologized: "It is my fault that I disturbed you."
The girl sitting on the short horse is actually the youngest daughter of the current emperor, Princess Danyang. After her ex-husband passed away, Princess Danyang left the capital to recuperate.
Of course, the country boy didn't know this.
Mu Wanyao propped her feather fan against her chin, raised her eyes slightly, and looked at him with eyes as charming as hooks, but the look in her eyes was clear and cold.
She didn't say a word at all.
The maid holding the umbrella behind him looked more relaxed and said, "Since you know you have disturbed my wife, why don't you leave quickly?"
Yan Shisheng hesitated for a moment, but did not move.
He thought for a moment, bowed again, and said softly to the beautiful girl sitting on the pony, "Excuse me, madam, are you going to cross Dayu Ridge?"
Mu Wanyao still didn't say anything.
It was her maid who spoke up, "What does it have to do with you?"
Yan Shisheng didn't mind the other party's cold face and vigilance. He still said gently: "My home is in Shashui Town not far ahead. You can go there to rest after walking a little further."
The maid was a little stunned, not knowing how to answer, so she looked at her own daughter. Mu Wan looked at the white-shirted scholar and suddenly smiled, breaking the cold feeling on her.
She spoke, her voice as soft as sand: "The road ahead is long and desolate. My dear, do you want me to accompany you to your home?"
Mu Wanyao sighed softly, still sitting firmly on the pony, without changing her posture: "My dear, you saw that I was alone, had a luxury car, and seemed to be a powerful person. So you became greedy and wanted to be friends with me?"
The feather fan covered her face below her nose. She smiled, but her eyes suddenly turned cold, and she exuded a sharp aura: "Wild scholar, are you worthy?!"
Once these words were spoken, if an ordinary person was humiliated in this way in front of others, he would either be angry or ashamed and would turn around and leave.
Yan Shisheng was just stunned for a moment, his face stiffened for a moment, but he still said gently: "My lady, you have misunderstood me. I am not a bad person. Because of the Taoist priest Dayuling, the Meiguan Ancient Road may not reach the end from dawn to dusk. And my home is in Shashui Town not far ahead, which is just right for travelers to rest. I saw that my lady was tired from the journey and was trapped in the rain, so I thought that my lady could go and rest."
He lowered his head and said, "There are many families in Shashui Town, not just mine."
As soon as these words were spoken, Mu Wan raised his eyes and shook them.
She stared at him inquiringly: had she misunderstood him?
Isn't he a reckless person who is tempted by beauty?
Yan Shisheng also knew that it was unsafe for a strange woman to walk on this ancient road, and it was understandable that she misunderstood him. He patiently suggested: "Last month, a man was also walking on this road and was attacked by a wild wolf. Madam, please don't stay here any longer."
Yan Shisheng said again: "I still have to go to the academy, so I won't bother you anymore."
He bowed and said goodbye. Except for a glance at Mu Wan at the beginning, he kept his eyes down respectfully and didn't look at her even once since then.
Mu Wanyao looked at him coldly as he left.
She saw spots of mud on his sleeves.
The dirt and mud stained his white robe. The flaw in the white jade was a bit glaring.
There are mud spots on the clothes of such a beautiful young man, making people want to wipe off the mud and take out new clothes for him.
Moreover, there were many kinds of items in the carriage, and it was still possible to take out clothes suitable for a young man.
Mu Wanyao looked at the scholar indifferently as he left, her eyes fixed on the mud spots on his sleeves.
Such an eyesore.
But she didn't say anything else, just watched him gradually disappear on the vast ancient road.
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The rain rustles.
The servants were still pushing the carriage.
The maids stood upright, still holding umbrellas for the princess.
Mu Wan shook his head and asked suddenly, "Is Shashui Town ahead?"
The maid said ashamedly: "Lingnan is a remote place, and the geographical map is not very clear. I don't know what town is ahead."
Mu Wanyao said slowly, "Then let's hurry on and listen to that country bumpkin and stay in Shashui Town."
The maid was worried: "What if that scholar is deceiving us?"
The golden hairpin swayed lightly in Mu Wan's hair, and she smiled as she fanned herself: "I just want to see if he is really attracted by her beauty and wants to imitate those absurd ancient books to develop something, or if he is really kind-hearted and a rare fool."
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It took Yan Shisheng one hour to go to the academy and another hour to come back.
The heavy rain did not stop and it got dark early. At night, he returned to the village with a lantern and went to his home.
It was originally a normal itinerary, but today when I arrived outside the fence of my home gate, I saw groups of people waiting outside the yard from a distance, arguing with someone.
Yan Shisheng's face changed, thinking that something had happened at home, and he quickly quickened his pace.
When he arrived at the gate of his own courtyard, he saw that the lights were on and the courtyard was guarded by maids, servants, and guards, who were moving gold and silver into the house. His father and brothers were driven out of the courtyard, and the villagers gathered outside, pointing and talking. Those who wanted to go in were thrown out by the guards.
"Why are you doing this? This is my house, how can you just take it away?" Before Yan Shisheng arrived, he heard his third brother yelling.
The third son of the Yan family, Yan Musheng, had no other talents except for his great voice. When he opened his mouth, people within a radius of ten miles would hear his ears hurt.
The eldest son of the Yan family advised: "Third brother, forget it..."
Sanlang Yan Musheng wanted to make more noise, but when he turned around, he saw Yan Shisheng walking towards him quickly with an umbrella and a lantern.
Sanlang's loud voice resounded: "Second brother!"
Yan Shisheng's ears were startled by the shouting.
When the other members of the Yan family saw Yan Shisheng coming back, they all gathered around him.
Father Yan said with a bitter face: "I don't know what happened. They walked around the village, took a fancy to our house, and said they wanted to live here, so they drove us all out."
Dalang said in shame: "Those guards are too big and strong. I can't beat them."
San Lang shouted, "I tried to reason with them, but they wouldn't listen!"
The youngest sister asked anxiously, "Second brother, can we get our house back? Where will we live?"
The village chief squeezed out of the crowd and whispered, "Erlang, you're back! Let me tell you, this group of people looks very powerful, either rich or noble. You'd better suffer this loss in silence and don't cause any trouble..."
Saburo yelled, "This is our house!"
The village chief's ears were buzzing: "Erlang, please persuade your third brother not to yell at me. I'm already old..."
"Erlang..."
"Erlang..."
Everyone was talking at once, and everyone was talking to Yan Shisheng.
Yan Shisheng was not impatient at all, and comforted them one by one:
"I understand. Thank you for your advice, old man."
"It's going to be alright, Dad, Brother, Third Brother, Little Sister, don't worry, I'll go in and take a look at the situation."
"Don't panic. If you really can't find a place to stay, I will find a way. You won't be sleeping on the street tonight, so you can rest assured."
He answered each one of them calmly, and the chaotic crowd finally calmed down.
Yan Shisheng walked out of the crowd, walked towards the guard guarding the gate, bowed and saluted.
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Inside the house, maids were setting up the inner room with hanging curtains, while in the outer hall, gorgeous carpets were temporarily laid.
The four corners of the lichen are held down by golden unicorn incense burners. In the center, the beautiful Princess Danyang sits on a couch, sipping a sip of tea.
The maid came in and reported that Erlang had returned. He was not as noisy as the others and said he wanted to see the princess.
Mu Wanyao was a little impatient and snorted, but did not refuse.
After a while, Yan Shisheng walked in from outside the door and met Mu Wanyao's eyes.
He was stunned and blurted out: "It's you?!"
In the evening, he holds the teacup in one hand and supports his chin with the other.
She was also surprised to see him.
But the next moment, she smiled with her eyes curved.
Mu Wanyao said softly, "Are you regretting your lust for beauty or your reckless kindness?"
"You invited a wolf into your house, and the wolf has taken over your house, and you are not ready to give it up. I would like to ask if you regret your actions during the day?"
The incense in the house was wafting, and the fragrance was lingering in the air. Princess Danyang was in high spirits, openly bullying him, waiting for him to regret it.
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