Qie Shi Tian Xia Chapter 58: Fanwai 2: “Sorrowful” for Plain Husband and Wife-Breath of Wind

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By the way, Fengxi Hefengxi took the fifty carts of luggage and a group of subordinates along the way. One month later, he reached a certain mountain, and a day later, he reached a certain valley.

The valley is surrounded by mountains, and the valley is very open. The subordinates who arrived earlier had taken care of it. So when they arrived, there were lakes, streams, fields, land, flowers, trees, and The paradise of houses, homes...

"It's a good place for farming and studying." Feng Xi was so emotional at the time, and then discussed with the newly promoted husband-in-law, "When you get here, you don't need to deal with government affairs or fight. We can live for a while. The rural life of men ploughing and women weaving."

Feng Xi nodded happily, "Then we are like folk couples, and we will live the life of a male host and a female host."

That's how the couple decided.

The houses were built by the subordinates who came before. Now the two masters have arrived. Naturally, they have to build larger, better and more comfortable gardens according to their requirements, so the subordinates are busy giving them When the residence was built, the two couples temporarily lived in a house vacated by their subordinates, and began to live the life of men farming and women weaving.

The so-called male farming and female weaving, in simple terms, means that men farm outside to grow grains, vegetables and vegetables to ensure that the family can eat, while women cook, clean, and weave at home to ensure that hot meals are available. Eat, have clean houses to live in, and have clothes to wear.

So, during the day, Breath was led by a subordinate who knew how to cultivate, to dig fields, plant vegetables, and Feng Xi made a fire at home to cook, clean the house, and wash clothes.

Three days later, the fourth day was dusk.

Fengxi dragged his **** and walked home. When he reached the door, he saw Feng Xi sitting in front of the steps and rubbing his wrists waiting for him.

The couple looked at each other, then looked at each other, and then sighed together.

"Lang Jun." Feng Xi pinched her throat, "Poor the wind and sun, your face is withered."

The sound of "Langjun" made Fengxi tremble, and then he said with affectionate expression: "Qingqing, pitiful of the oily smoke, you are almost a yellow face."

With a "Qing Qing", Feng Xi shivered twice, no longer pinching her throat, but with a gentle expression: "Langjun, your hand...Oh, it's all blistering. How to write poems and play the flute."

Be gentle and considerate, and the abundance is free, and now tenderly holding his wife's hand, "Qingqing, your hand...oh, poor, it's all cocooned, how can you play the piano from now on? Draw it."

The two didn't seem to feel their "difficulties", they just "pained" each other, held hands and looked at each other, quite moved, and they almost reached the state of "speechless choking".

"Emotionally" looked at each other for a while, but Feng Xi was the first to lose out, "I don't think the days of male farming and female weaving are going to be easy, let's change it."

I couldn’t ask for abundance, looked around, and said: “We used to have too many things to do, and we always felt that we had no leisure. Now that we have lived in seclusion in this beautiful place, then we will live a leisurely and peaceful life. Got it."

So, the two gave up pastoral farming and changed to live leisurely.

For their work these few days, one of the subordinates quietly commented: The two masters were completely fed and supported, and had nothing to do, but they asked for trouble.

Living in leisure, as the name suggests, you don’t have to do anything all day, just live as you want.

The first day.

Feng Yi carried a fishing rod and went to the lake to fish, but when Master Feng saw the bait that his subordinate put on the hook-a twisted earthworm, he immediately threw the fishing rod with disgust and ordered , Fish is strictly prohibited on the dinner table in the future.

Feng Xi went to the mountains to wander around, wanting to see if there are any rare beasts. If you want to catch only the ones you want to raise or eat, but after a long time, let alone the rare ones, they are tigers, wolves, foxes, and leopards. I haven't seen half of the fierce ones, only a few gray-haired hares, pheasants and wild boars, and for this kind of little thing that is not at all challenging, the wind woman does not want to move her fingertips.

The next day.

Fengxi feels that he can do what he is good at-growing flowers. So he directed several subordinates to dig out a few flower fields, and moved the rare orchids brought in the yard from the pots to the flower fields, thinking that the valley must be full of orchids in the future. But when he went to the flower field the next day, he found that all the orchids he planted had no branches and leaves, and only a few rows of wild boar hoof prints were left in the field. Young Master Feng looked at the green and verdant field yesterday, but today there are only bare flower roots left, and his heart hurts like cutting flesh.

Feng Xi didn’t go wandering around in the mountains, thinking that she had been a princess, a general, a queen, a woman-woman and even occasionally a beggar and a rogue, but she had never been a lady, so she stayed behind closed doors. Looking for a needle and thread, I wanted to embroider a mandarin duck playing in the water, and turned his head to shake Young Master Feng's face to show her virtuous and good virtue. However, the ten fingers are full of blood holes, and there is only a tangled thread on the veil. After watching her eyes that can see the crawling route of the ants ten feet away, she could not see that it is a ball. What, as for the Mandarin Duck... The Wind Girl thought it was better to go to the lake.

The third day...

In the early morning, Mr. Feng and Feng Shou stood in front of the door, looking around, and then staring at each other.

After a long while, Master Feng asked, "How are you going to spend today?" Why should she do as well, he will follow.

The female heroine asked, "How are you going to live?" I really didn't want to do it, so let's follow him.

Silence.

Finally, the two sighed.

"These leisure days are not going well anymore." Young Master Feng pressed his eyebrows, "We might as well change another one."

The female heroine deeply agrees, "Then what kind of life did you say?"

Young Master Feng looked at the female heroine.

The female heroine looked at Master Feng.

Looking at it, a thought flashed in his mind, so he sighed, "This half of my life is almost over, but from the time I met until now, you have been mocking me most of the time, or just a word I didn’t agree to fight with me, and now I finally got married, and there are few soft words, let alone raise the eyebrows, Qin Se is in charge."

After listening to some words, the female heroine blinked her eyes and understood, "When the morning rises, Langjun thrushes his eyebrows, and the red sleeves add fragrance at night?"

Young Master Feng smiled and nodded, "Yes."

Feng Lang threw eyebrows, the wind added fragrance... Imagine this is a beautiful and loving scenery.

The first day.

Get up early in the morning. After Fengxi washes her hair, she sits in front of the dressing table and combs her hair. Breath consciously walks over and threw her eyebrows for his wife. It's just—he glanced around in front of the dressing table and asked: "Where is Shi Dai? Where is the eyebrow pencil?"

Feng Xi's hand combing her hair stopped, her eyes swept around the dressing table, and then she was very guilty.

Don't say that there is no Shidai for thrush on the dressing table, there is no rouge gouache, just a few hairpin rings.

Abundant breath is speechless, I want to vomit, "You are still not a woman", but looking at his beloved wife's handsome face, he smiles like a spring breeze again, "There is a saying that clear water comes out of lotus, Qingqing doesn't need those mediocre fats Vulgar fans to modify."

At night, the red sleeves are naturally sweetened.

Feng Xi decided to paint the valley where he currently lives, so Feng Xi pours tea and grinds ink for him. Young Master Feng paints the painting earnestly. When he feels that the inkstone is out of ink and the teacup is empty, he looks up and sees that the girl is gone Fell asleep on the case.

The next day.

In view of the lack of the necessary tools for thrush yesterday, Feng Yi first obtained Shi Dai and eyebrow pencils from a female subordinate, so after Feng Xi had combed his hair, he walked over and picked up the eyebrows. Dip the pen, Shi Dai, and when he raised his head to draw, he stopped looking at his wife's eyebrows.

"What's the matter?" Fengxi has questions this time around.

Feng Xi stared for a long while, then sighed, turned his wife's head to the mirror, "How do I paint?"

In the bright mirror body, the face of Feng Xi is reflected, and on the smooth forehead, the two eyebrows are long and straight, and the black eyebrows are pretty. It is unnecessary to draw it.

In the evening, Fengxi continued the painting that was not finished yesterday. Because I accidentally fell asleep yesterday, Fengxi took a scroll book in her hand today to drive away the sleepy bugs. Just--

Young Master Feng looked at the female heroine who was fascinated by reading before the case and reminded: "I'm done drinking tea, add a cup."

The female heroine was lying on the couch with her legs up. When she heard this, she stretched out her hand and handed it over, "Pour me a cup too."

……

After staying in Yanaka for a month, one day, the two climbed up the mountain.

Feng Xi looked into the distance and said: "Let's go out of the mountain."

Fengxi raised his head and looked at the blue sky, "Yes."

It's a dragon, it's about to swim in the sea.

It's a phoenix, and it's about to fly on the nine heavens.