Journey to Seek Past Reincarnations Chapter 8: The Begging Festival

When the banquet was over, the sky was already dark, and when I came back from Yu Ji, it was already dark. I entered the room and fell down on the tatami mat from exhaustion. My knees were almost swollen from sitting on my knees for so long today. I really don't know how they did it.

I lay down for a while, then sat up and rubbed my numb knee. After rubbing for a while, there was a slight knock on the door, "Who?" I asked.

"Sha Luo, it's me, the young prime minister."

"Well, wait a minute." I propped myself up on the ground and stood up, the heavy clothes made it difficult for me to move. As soon as the door was moved, I suddenly smelled a familiar breeze and slightly cool astringent fragrance, and I cried inwardly. Just as the door was about to close, a tall figure had already barged in.

With this fragrance, I don't need to look at me to know who is coming.

"Little prime minister!" My heart tightened for a while, and I yelled angrily outside the door, this damned little prime minister betrayed me. There was no sound outside the door. She must still think it is a very elegant thing.

I calmed down and said: "It's already so late, Mr. Gao Ming may have gone to the wrong place, right?"

Yuan Gaoming had already changed into a vine-purple straight shirt, looked at me with a half-smile, and said, "Shaluo, since you have said that you understand my heart, then let me relieve my lovesickness tonight." As soon as the words fell, he gently grabbed my hand. The fan in my hand fell to the ground with a snap.

"Crazy!" I cursed, stretched out my hand to push him away, and ran towards the door. But——I forgot the heavy burden on my body. As soon as he took a step, he grabbed his sleeve and dragged him back.

Okay, okay, I finally understand why women in the Heian Dynasty wear such cumbersome clothes, such heavy clothes will definitely affect their escape, just like prisoners in a prison with big iron **** tied to their feet, this man in the Heian Dynasty Just ruthless, I thought of such an effective bad trick because I was afraid that I would not be able to catch up with the MM. I used the vanity of the MM to love beauty, and used beautiful and noble clothes as bait, so that the MMs happily walked into the man's trap obediently. Let them do what they want.

Just as I was thinking wildly, I was already pushed down on the tatami by him. It was already difficult to stand up with such heavy clothes, let alone being held down by him. Now I am like a zongzi **** with five flowers.

"Yuan Gaoming, didn't you say to yourself that you want to break the cherry blossoms, but cherish the flowers for fear of breaking the branches'? Why did you change your mind now?" I whispered, and my heart gradually calmed down. I don't need to deal with him at all. Worry.

"Shaluo, don't you Tang people also have a Chinese poem, 'When a flower is ready to be broken, it must be broken, don't wait for the flower to fall and break the branch'?" He smiled gracefully and held my hand firmly.

This man is quite good at making excuses. But for some reason, this man didn't give me a sense of oppression. He didn't scare me from the bottom of my heart like César, but instead made me want to play tricks on him.

I laughed a few times and said, "Since this is the case, Sha Luo has nothing to say, please let Sha Luo change your clothes."

He seemed slightly surprised, then smiled happily and said, "Okay."

I continued to laugh dryly, and stretched out my hand to untie his straight clothes. As soon as I touched his straight clothes, I was stunned, not knowing how to untie such complicated men's clothes. Seeing my embarrassment, he couldn't help smiling, took my hand and kissed it lightly, "I don't know how to undress my delicate hands. Shaluo, you are so cute." Then, he took off my clothes skillfully by himself. Straight clothes, until the single clothes inside are left, his movements are really proficient, he must often do this kind of stealing.

"Shaluo..." He whispered, reaching out his hand to untie my clothes.

"Ah, ah sneeze." I sneezed suddenly.

"What's wrong, is it cold?" He stopped.

"Well, there seems to be a wind blowing in. I wonder if my lord can go and see if the door is closed tightly." I was chilled by my whining voice.

"I'll take a look." He smiled, got up immediately, walked to the door, leaned against the door, looked down and said, "Shaluo, the door is fine..." Before he could finish speaking, I had already recited the incantation, and I pointed at the door, and the door suddenly opened. He couldn't catch up, and fell directly out of the door, and the door immediately closed automatically.

"Shaluo!" He was obviously taken aback, "Quickly open the door, what's going on?"

"Master Gao Ming, are you okay? Oh, I can't open the door. I'm afraid it's a ghost. You'd better go back earlier." I leaned against the door and said with a smile.

"But, Shaluo, my clothes..." There was a hint of embarrassment in his voice.

I couldn't help laughing out loud, the first nobleman only came home in his underwear, if someone bumped into him, it would be too embarrassing.

"My lord, Shaluo really can't open the door." I said a few words in a pretentious manner.

"Shaluo, did you do it on purpose? Open the door quickly." There was a hint of anger in his voice.

I was very happy in my heart, and I still said in my mouth: "My lord, you should go back quickly, otherwise if someone bumps into you like this... I'm afraid..."

"Shaluo, you..." He seemed depressed, and after a while, there was no sound outside the door.

I finally laughed out loud, Yuan Gaoming, don't think that all the women in the world can be picked by you gentlemen at will, it will be embarrassing today.

Unfortunately, when the right minister slipped out of the palace, he ran into Lieutenant General Fujiwara who was patrolling the palace, and this lieutenant general Fujiwara had never been used to the right minister. So, the next day, the news that the right minister failed to steal the fragrance and left the palace in embarrassment only in underwear spread throughout the palace, and the poor first nobleman became the talk of everyone after dinner. Because of this matter, the right minister did not come to the hall for several days on the grounds of avoiding things.

As for the young prime minister, after agreeing to help me with everything for a whole month, I will no longer pursue her faults. I am also aware of the atmosphere in the palace, so I can't blame her entirely.

However, after this incident, the number of love letters I received dropped sharply. From the weird eyes others looked at me, I clearly felt that many people sympathized with the right minister, and obviously classified me as the one who didn't know what to do or what to do. In a category.

Oh, what kind of society is this.

Concubine Wen Che's belly is getting bigger and bigger every day. If there is no accident, she should give birth at the end of autumn. But it was still early summer, and it seemed that he would have to live here for a long time. I looked at the crystal on my wrist, I don't know when I can collect tears and save Asuka?

"Shaluo!" A joyful voice pulled me back from my reverie. I looked up, and there was a young man in a two-blue straight suit smiling at me, it was Kamo Baoxian! There was another person standing beside him, wearing pure white hunting clothes, with a light smile, and his incomparably elegant demeanor immediately stole the limelight of Baoxian.

"Qingming!" I was overjoyed and hurriedly stood up to greet them.

"Oh, Shaluo, you really made my brother sad by saying hello to Qingming first." Baoxian came over and knocked me on the head with a juniper fan very skillfully.

"I've called my brother countless times in my heart, but you didn't hear me." I rubbed my head and said.

"You still dare to talk back." Baoxian wanted to put on a vicious expression, but finally he loosened the corners of his mouth and laughed again.

"By the way, why are you here today?"

"Just now, I did a fortune-telling for Donggong, who is about to be born." Qingming answered next to her.

"Then, what's the result?" I couldn't help asking when I heard that it was related to Concubine Wenche's child.

"In the end, it doesn't seem to be your business." Baoxian smiled and changed the subject, "By the way, I heard about the right minister."

"Ah..." I smiled awkwardly.

"How dare you plan on my baby sister, don't worry, I will definitely summon a few drowning ghosts, hanged ghosts, and starving ghosts to scare him." The corner of Baoxian's mouth curled into a wicked smile.

"Ah, there's no need, brother, anyway, this time he's stealing money without losing money." I quickly waved my hand, Baoxian's move is really not an ordinary pervert.

Qingming smiled lightly at the side.

"What are you laughing at?" I glared at Qingming, and suddenly realized that what I said just now was very wrong. If you can't steal a chicken, then you are not comparing yourself to a chicken.

"However..." Baoxian lowered his voice, "Is the rumor that you kicked the right minister out of the door true?"

"Heh, heh, it's true." I laughed twice.

"Shaluo is the only woman who dares to reject the right minister, haha, isn't it, Qingming?" He suddenly turned his head and asked Qingming. Qingming obviously didn't expect Baoxian to ask a question suddenly, he was taken aback for a moment, then suddenly smiled, and said, "Shaluo has always been bold, different from ordinary women."

Bao Xian looked at us, and said again: "I still have to take a step ahead, Qingming, you will hold the door for me tonight."

"Brother," I smiled wickedly, "I think my brother is going on a date with a lady whom he likes again."

"Oh hehehe, fortunately, none of the ladies I know dared to shut me out." He smiled evilly, turned and left.

"What?" I looked at his back and thought, "Is it true that obediently accepting fate when being violated is a good woman in a man's heart? A little resistance becomes disrespectful. What a strange theory, man, It's all the lower body..." I suddenly turned around and saw Qingming was still here, I hurriedly stopped talking, it's okay, it's okay, I haven't said anything more exaggerated, otherwise I will definitely be laughed at by him.

There was a hint of a smile on Qingming's lips, but he didn't say anything.

"Well, well, just think I'm talking crazy." I said embarrassingly.

Qingming continued to smile lightly, he suddenly lowered his head, a burst of fragrance from the frozen lake came to my face, I was a little dizzy in my head, I saw him getting closer and closer, and slowly stretched out his hand towards me. I feel a little nervous, he, what is he going to do? The moment I was hesitating whether to push him away, I suddenly heard his clear voice, "Shaluo, don't move, there are terrible insects on top of your head." My body froze, and I quickly obediently remained still. I saw that he had already retracted his hand and spread out his palm, but it was a leaf.

"Oh, I read it wrong." He smiled lightly, and that fox-like smile flashed in his eyes again.

"You're kidding me, Abe Seimei!" I said angrily, Abe Seimei, this kid, I now fully believe that he must have fox genes in his body.

"It's just a mistake." He still looked at me innocently.

"Ah, ma'am!" I saluted behind him, he was taken aback, and quickly turned around to salute, but when he raised his head, it was empty.

"Oh, I read it wrong, my eyes are dazzled." I copied his tricks, and I couldn't stop laughing to myself, it turned out that Qingming was quite easy to be fooled.

Qingming's eyes shone with a faint luster, and his smile hung on the corner of his mouth, like a cherry blossom in late spring.

"Shaluo, Shaluo!" The voice of the little prime minister calling me came from not far away.

"I'm going, Seimei. Let's talk next time." I smiled and said.

He nodded, turned and left, and after walking a few steps, he stopped suddenly and said in a low voice: "Shaluo, who shut the right minister out of the door," he paused, and said in a softer voice , "—very cute."

Looking at his back, I froze there, did I hear wrong, what did he just say? cute? Seimei can say that word, am I dreaming? How could words like that come out of his mouth?

Soon, more than a month passed before I knew it. Although the summer here is not as unbearable as it is in modern times, and I have changed into thinner summer clothes, the layers on my body still make me feel hot and unbearable, which is strange. What's more, those concubines and housewives don't seem to be afraid of the heat, and they may have gotten used to it. As soon as July comes, according to them, it will be autumn.

Since the last white powder grandma incident, I have gradually gained Yu Ji's trust. Sometimes, she would also ask me to go out of the palace to do some things for her, which were nothing more than small things related to her natal family.

From time to time, she will also ask me to send some things to Feixiangshe. In fact, after getting in touch with Concubine Wenche a few times, I think she is also a relatively simple type. For her, she is indeed something to be proud of, but she makes this emotion too obvious. If it is exposed, it will naturally cause other people's displeasure, and I usually hear a lot of dissatisfaction from other court ladies.

The big tree attracts the wind, and if you don't even understand this principle, it is really difficult to survive in this complicated palace.

"I don't know when it will start, but July has come. Du Yu crows on the mountain, and you will know that the years have invaded. In a few days, it will be the Qiqiao Festival." Qingliu, the female housekeeper of Lijing Palace, said softly.

"Yes, this year's celebration will definitely be very lively again. I wonder who will perform the Kalingpin this time?" The young prime minister said on the side.

My mind has already flown out of the lattice window. Gatherings of women like this are really boring, especially when they often talk with a few waka, it is a matter of brainstorming for me, if it is not for the little prime minister who pulls me, I will not come.

The Qiqiao Festival was originally the Qixi Festival in China, the day when the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl met. It turned out that this festival was spread from China to Japan before the Heian era. It seems that romance has no distinction between countries. Every year on the evening of Qixi Festival, the emperor invites all his ministers into the palace to mix incense and recite poems. The banquet lasts throughout the night.

"Well, whoever plays the role can't match the demeanor of the right minister, don't you, Shaluo?" I was suddenly called by Qingliu's name, and I quickly looked up at her. With a hint of teasing.

"Ah, yes," I replied twice. From what she said, it seemed like I hadn't seen Minister You for a long time. After that incident, he never looked for me again, and of course, he didn't have the daily love letter. That's all right, he's a little more straightforward than I imagined.

On the night of the Qiqiao Festival, the weather was unexpectedly cool, the sky was full of stars, and sometimes there was a cool breeze. The emperor seemed to be in good spirits too. I looked from a distance under the cover of the bat fan, and found the figure of He Mao Zhongxing on the side of the nobles. He was surrounded by Baoxian and Seimei. It seems that Mr. Zhongxing is really getting better and better. The more important it is, the clearer it is.

Qingming seemed to feel my gaze, and looked up to this side. I quickly waved my fan to greet him, and he slightly raised the corner of his mouth, and nodded to me.

When I greeted Qingming, I suddenly felt someone watching me, and when I turned my head, it was Yuan Gaoming. His eyes were a bit complicated, and I suddenly thought of his embarrassment that day, and couldn't help but find it funny again, so I quickly looked back.

After drinking for three rounds, the nobles chanted Waka and Chinese poems appropriate to the occasion. The emperor also wrote a poem with great enthusiasm, "After parting today, I crossed the Milky Way in an instant. Before crossing the Milky Way, there are already many wet marks on my sleeves." Everyone immediately exhausted their praises. After several ministers made a few songs, the ladies here are not to be outdone, especially on this special occasion, everyone hopes to show their talents in front of the emperor, so as to win the king's favor.

"There is an appointment with the same anxiety, and the love between the two stars is strong. We meet once a year, how can we not meet again." This song by You Ji immediately won the emperor's praise, "Ai Concubine is really talented." The emperor's There was a touch of tenderness in the voice.

"I don't dare to be a concubine." I saw a smile of anticipation on Yuji's lips, maybe the emperor will visit Honghui Palace again.

"My lord, my concubine also has a song." Concubine Wen Che's voice sounded delicately from one side. The smile on Yuki's face froze for a second, then returned to its original state. Concubine Wen Che, who was pregnant, participated in this banquet for the first time today. She half-covered her face and said softly, "There are people here today, and if you don't meet, you will be out of the group. Weaver Girl treats people for a long time, and I will treat you for a long time."

The emperor behind the curtain was silent for a while, and then repeated with a smile: "What a 'I will be with you forever'."

At that moment, a trace of jealousy flashed in You Ji's eyes, but she immediately smiled gently and said: "My sister's song is much better than my sister's."

The nobles naturally understood in their hearts, and immediately complimented Concubine Wen Che.

Concubine Wen Che smiled triumphantly. I don't deny that she is very smart, this waka is no better than Yuki's, but such a confession can touch the emperor's heart, especially in such an atmosphere. But, at the same time, she is stupid, completely stealing the limelight from Nakamiya Yuki, even a woman would be jealous.

"Your Minister, why are you so quiet this year?" Yuan Gaoming, who had been smiling and watching other people composing poems, was told by the emperor, he had to put down his wine cup, glanced at the stars in the sky, and chanted: "I have been longing for so many years, Meet this night stand. The fog on the Milky Way will cover Mo Tianming for a long time."

"Okay, well done." The emperor obviously liked this song very much, and recited it again in a low voice.

Yuan Gaoming is quite talented, and his Waka also has some artistic conception. I couldn't help but look up, and I met his eyes. There was a strange look in his eyes, and he suddenly said again: "My lord, I have a merciless request. The concubine Shaluo of the empress of the middle palace is from Tang Dynasty, and she should know a lot of Chinese poetry, right? I wonder if I can do it tonight." Do you want to make a song?"

There was a buzzing in my head, and I glared at Yuan Gaoming, this man, like me, really still remembers hatred, so narrow-minded! "Oh? This proposal is acceptable, Shaluo. I only know that you are quite courageous, but I also want to see your Chinese poems." The emperor seemed to be interested.

I quickly glanced at You Ji, but I didn't expect her to give me an encouraging look. Maybe she doesn't like Concubine Wenche dominating the limelight. Just as I was about to refuse, Yuan Gaoming immediately said again: "The land of Tangtu is full of outstanding people, Shaluo won't let me think that's a misrepresentation, right?"

Damn it, I rolled my eyes at him, if our Tang soil is outstanding, where did you get the waka, where did you get the writing, I am afraid that we are still in the barbaric era. Just for this sentence, I have to be the first.

But, what poem should I read? I can't make Chinese poems by myself, and I can only steal one from the ancients. Who should I steal? The nobles at that time admired Bai Juyi's Chinese poems and were very familiar with Tang Dynasty poems. Why not use the Eastern Han Dynasty poems, I hope they have never heard of them. I cleared my throat and chanted:

Altair, a Han girl in Jiaojiao River.

The slender hands are drawn up, and the sticks are used.

I was in trouble all day long, crying like rain.

The Milky Way is clear and shallow, how much is it different?

The water is full of water, and the pulse is speechless.

There was silence underneath, it seemed that none of them had heard this poem before, Yuan Gaoming also repeated it in Chinese, then suddenly looked at me, smiled at me, and said simply: "Good poem, Gao Ming is ashamed of himself " I breathed a sigh of relief, I finally got away with it, and I glanced at Qingming, who was talking to Baoxian with his head turned and didn't know what to say, and he didn't look at me.

"I didn't expect Shaluo's Chinese poems to be so good. Come here and enjoy a glass of Shaluo Yuquan wine." I can't help being a little disappointed by the emperor's words, and it's stingy enough to give a glass of wine.

"Sha Luo, don't thank you yet. Yuquan Wine is a very rare wine." You Ji tilted her head and smiled. meaning.

I thanked you and drank the wine. The taste of the wine seemed to be nothing special, but it was a bit refreshing.

It was almost midnight, everyone's interest remained undiminished, and I wondered if it was because of the stamina of the wine just now.

When passing the corridor, I suddenly saw a shiny thing flying past my eyes, which turned out to be a firefly. I had never seen a real firefly before, so I became curious and followed it to the lake behind the palace. As soon as I got to the lake, I was fascinated by the beautiful scenery in front of me...

The shimmering lake is covered with lush water plants, and countless glowing fireflies are flying in the air, like countless stars falling into the world, exuding a thrilling beauty in the dark night.

I stretched out my hand, and a small firefly stopped in the palm of my hand, with a faint light shining from its tail, so cute.

"Shaluo..." A clear voice suddenly came from behind, carrying a scent of frozen lake.

"Seimei, how do you know I'm here?" I didn't look back because I knew who it was.

"I can feel it." He said in a low voice, walked over, looked at the firefly in my hand, smiled faintly, and said, "Shaluo likes this?"

"Well, it's so beautiful, it's the first time I've seen so many fireflies!" I let the firefly fly away. "By the way," I looked at him, "How about my Chinese poem just now?" I know that Qingming's Chinese is very good, including Baoxian and Zhongxing, because what they read is Zhouyi Fengshui, five elements and eight trigrams. Original work in Chinese.

"Poetry? What poetry?" A fox-like smile flashed in his eyes again.

"Abe Seimei, don't act stupid in front of me, hum." I stared at him with the eyes of "I've seen through you a long time ago". Those who are not familiar with him would never have guessed that Qingming, who is usually so cold, actually has a cunning side.

"It's full of water, and the pulse is speechless." He smiled again, and murmured in a low voice, "Poems are good poems, but I'm afraid there are other people who make them."

"Oh—" I blinked my eyes a few times and laughed a few times, "Qingming really understands me. Hehe."

"How is the Qiqiao Festival in Tang Tu?" he asked.

"Valentine's Day, of course, is to spend the holiday romantically with your lover." I replied casually.

"Valentine's Day?"

"Well, it's also called Valentine's Day in our country. It's a festival for men and women to express their hearts and give gifts to each other. This festival is generally only celebrated with people you like."

He looked at the lake quietly, smiling like the wind.

"Look, Seimei, there are more fireflies here." I took a step forward, but my body swayed slightly because of the residual alcohol.

"That Yuquan wine has quite a lot of stamina." I smiled and said.

"Sit down first." He gestured for me to sit down by the stone by the lake.

The stone is slippery, cool, and flat, and Seimei is sitting beside me, with the cool wind blowing in my face, making me feel very comfortable. I suddenly remembered a nursery rhyme from a long time ago, and I couldn't help humming softly, "Fireflies, fireflies, red, like little lanterns. Fireflies, fireflies, sparkling, seem to fly little stars."

He smiled slightly.

"What are you laughing at, isn't it nice?"

"Shaluo, have you ever spent Qiqiao Festival with someone else before?" He looked at me, his black crystal eyes sparkling like fireflies.

I shook my head and asked naturally, "Where is Qingming?"

He hesitated for a moment, "Does it count as senior brother?"

I burst out laughing, "Qingming, you are so cute."

As we chatted, my head became heavy, and drunkenness mixed with drowsiness gradually hit me. I leaned on Qingming's shoulder in a daze and closed my eyes.

"Sara?" he whispered.

"I'm so sleepy, don't move." I said casually, my consciousness gradually blurred.

After an unknown amount of time, I woke up suddenly. When I opened my eyes, I found myself leaning on Qingming's shoulder, and our hands were also pulled together at some point. Immediately, most of the drowsiness went away. This, I didn't take the initiative to pull it out after drinking, right? As soon as I moved my hand, Seimei let it go immediately.

Looking at how fast he played, could it be that I took the initiative to hold his hand?

"Are you awake?" He smiled lightly.

"Well, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I fell asleep like this. Is your shoulder okay? I, I didn't mean it. It must be the wine just now..." I quickly explained, Qingming would not think that I was taking advantage of it He is cheap.

"It's okay." Looking at his tone and expression, he seemed to be in a good mood, so I felt relieved.

"No, I can't hold it anymore, Qingming, I'm going back to my room to sleep, you should go back too, the banquet should be over." I stood up.

"Shaluo..." he whispered.

"What?"

"Shaluo, you..." His familiar fox smile flashed again, "Did you dream of something delicious while you were sleeping?"

"What?" I looked at him puzzled, my eyes suddenly passed over his shoulder, and a dark trace came into my eyes. My mind is blank, that, that, it can't be—my saliva...

"Ahh!" My face felt hot, and I quickly turned around and left. Seimei's chuckle came clearly from behind.

It's over, this is a big embarrassment!