Chapter 78 Qin and Wei, there is beauty

"The Qin and Wei rivers are just flowing. The man and the woman are holding reeds. The woman asks, "Come and see?" The man says, "Come and see!" Beyond the Wei River, there is indeed joy and happiness. The man and the woman are joking with each other, and give each other spoons of medicine.

The Qin and Wei rivers are clear and flowing. The men and women are crowded. The woman asked, "Let's go and see it?" The man said, "Come on, let's go and see it!" Beyond the Wei River, it is really joyful and fun. The man and the woman were about to play, and I gave him a spoon of medicine."

A clear and ethereal singing voice was floating on the Wei River, rippling with the gurgling water. A group of young girls were combing their long hair by the water, and the singing voice came from their mouths.

The girls were singing a folk song from the ancient land of Zheng. Hundreds of years ago, a man named Confucius compiled it into the Confucian classic "The Book of Songs", so this folk song got a new name "Zhinwei".

This poem describes young men and women in Zheng enjoying springtime on the banks of the Qin and Wei rivers on the Shangsi day of the third month. More than a hundred years ago, on the Shangsi day of the third month in Zheng, people would wash away their dirt in the east-flowing water, exorcise bad luck, and pray for happiness and peace. Young men and women would also take this opportunity to express their love to each other.

It is the Shangsi Day of March again. Young boys and girls from both sides of the Qinshui River, who are now Koreans, gather on both sides of the river, singing and dancing, looking for their ideal person. If there are people who are attracted to each other, the boy or girl will take the initiative to walk to the other side and give the other person a peony picked from the mountains and fields. If the other party accepts it, it will be the beginning of love.

The singing from both sides of the river floated along the breeze between the water and into the ears of a woman in purple. She stood under a row of river willows that had just sprouted new buds. In the spring breeze, the willow branches swayed and intertwined with her beautiful and mysterious long hair. Occasionally, her jade neck would glimpse, rippling with jade color, stirring the hearts of everyone who inadvertently set their eyes on this place. It was a bright color that amazed time.

"Beyond the Wei River, it is truly joyful and happy. The man and the woman are joking with each other and giving each other peonies. Caidie, do you have anyone you can give me peonies as a gift?" The purple-clothed woman held up a weak willow branch in her palm, murmuring as she looked at the girl beside her.

"I don't have anyone to give peonies to, but I know that sister will definitely receive the flowers. It's a pity that I don't know how many good boys will be obsessed with sister and heartbroken because of her." The girl called Caidie glanced at the woman in purple, and seemed to be looking forward to some story to happen.

"If that's the case, it would add a bit of sin, which is not good, not good." The purple-clothed woman shook her head and laughed.

She was indeed born beautiful, with her hair tied up in a bun, her eyes bright and clear, and her long purple hair and creamy skin complementing each other, which was truly the most moving color in the world. She just stood there, without a single movement, but in the breeze, her hair moved with the wind, and her clothes danced with the wind, which was a rare sight in the world.

Her reputation has long been well-known in Korea, but if people see her in person, they will find that the reputation is not enough to really describe her charm, because human words have their limits, and her beauty is beyond your cognition.

She is Zi Nu, the owner of the famous Zi Lan Xuan in Korea. This time she went out to meet a wine expert and add another trump card to the operation of Zi Lan Xuan.

"Sister, you should think carefully about how to refuse now. Look, someone is coming." Caidie smiled and stretched out her jade finger, pointing to the front. There, a young man was wading through the river, causing a commotion among the girls on the other side.

"How does Caidie know that he is coming for me and not you or anyone else?" Zi Nu looked in the direction Caidie pointed and saw the young man who had already walked to the shore.

He looked to be about eighteen or nineteen years old, tall, more than eight feet tall, and extremely handsome, especially his eyes, which were as graceful as a phoenix and his eyebrows as majestic as swords. Although he was not as noble as those beautiful young men in Xinzheng, he had a kind of heroic spirit and handsomeness that belonged to the mountains and rivers.

The eyes of the girls on the shore were shining, and some of them were twisting the flowers in their hands, looking eager to try, waiting for the young man to turn his gaze to them.

Unfortunately, the young man was so arrogant that even though there were so many young girls around him, he didn't even look at them and went straight towards the purple girl under the willow tree.

"Sister, people are coming towards you, please don't make them sad." Caidie looked at the scene in front of her and laughed out loud. She took light steps and retreated behind the willow tree, leaving only two glances looking at her sister leisurely. What kind of story will happen in a moment?

In the sight of Caidie, the young man came to Zinu and presented her with a bouquet of flowers made of wild grasses and peonies. The red and green colors complemented each other, making her sister look even more beautiful and charming.

But Sister Zi Nu just shook her head and said no with a gentle smile.

Sister, she is still so gentle! Even to a strange young man, it is the same. Poor man, you met the wrong person at the right time. Sister will probably become your lifelong regret, right? Caidie thought about it and couldn't help but feel a little sympathy for the young man's experience.

"Your flowers are beautiful, but I can't accept them." Zi Nu looked at the young man in front of her. She couldn't see much because of the distance just now, but now that the young man was standing in front of her, she could see more things.

This young man from the mountains actually has pretty good martial arts skills, which must be a different story.

As the young man looked disappointed, Zi Nu pulled out a piece of wild grass from the bouquet, turned it over with her fingers, and made a small bracelet: "This will be your gift."

"Thank you then." The young man looked at the woman in front of him with a confused and longing look in his eyes. Then he imitated the woman's actions and untied the bouquet. As his palms turned, he actually made a wreath.

"Please accept it, young lady. Thank you." The young man insisted, and then placed the wreath at her feet without caring whether Zi Nu refused or not.

"I won't accept it, so your thank you is too early." Zi Nu rejected cruelly. Although she was gentle, she was also cold. Gentleness was her nature, but coldness was the weapon she relied on to survive. "I'm not thanking you for accepting my gift, girl." The young man shook his head.

"What is that?" Zi Nu couldn't help but feel a little curious. This young man seemed a little strange.

"Thank you for decorating someone's dream." After the young man said this, he stepped back and left without any entanglement.

"Thank you for decorating someone's dream?" Zi Nu was slightly stunned. A breeze seemed to pass through the calm lake of her heart, causing ripples on the surface of the lake.

She seemed to understand: I like your beauty, so I gave you my gift. This is my dream. As for whether you accept it or not, it has nothing to do with me.

Dream? Zi Nu pondered, a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, and she leaned over to pick up the wreath.

"Colorful butterfly, it's beautiful, isn't it?" The woman in purple looked behind her, where a pretty face was looking around in confusion.

"Yes, yes." Caidie answered subconsciously.

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"Long time no see, Miss Zinu." Yang Chong turned and left without a trace of disappointment. Instead, he had a smile from the heart. The world once again became the world he was familiar with.

It has been a long time since he and Yan Lingji left Xiliu Village. During this time, Yang Chong has completely mastered the Nine Yin Scriptures. Whether it is the Nine Yin Divine Claw, the Heart-Destroying Palm, the White Python Whip, or the Golden Bell Cover, Yang Chong has practiced them to a state close to perfection. And his internal strength has reached a terrifying level under the combined power of the Nine Yin True Qi and the Power Absorption Technique. It can be said that the current Yang Chong has made a qualitative improvement compared to when he fought against the disciples of the Nong family more than a year ago. Now he has enough strength to fight against any of Luowang's top killers.

Walking on the road leading to Xinzheng along the river, Yang Chong looked at the city of Xinzheng which was vaguely visible in the distance. No matter how poor Han was among the seven countries, Xinzheng was still the royal city of Han, a city full of desires.

"Hey, stop dreaming." Yan Lingji stretched out her hand and waved it in front of Yang Chong, her face full of disgust.

What do you mean by thank you for decorating a person's dream? Pah, I'm so jealous, so jealous. Thinking about the affectionate character played by Yang Chong just now, Yan Lingji could not see a trace of beauty, let alone being moved. She even wanted to laugh. It was just lust. Thinking about it, Yan Lingji put the hand that was shaking in front of Yang Chong on his shoulder and took the opportunity to pretend to vomit.

"How many months has it been?" Yang Chong took Yan Lingji's arm and asked.

"You're only a few months old." Yan Lingji broke away from Yang Chong's embrace and said, "Tian Mi, let's go and let your master dream here by himself."

"Yeah." Tian Mi walked out from behind a tree by the roadside. During the past period of time, she had endured humiliation and endured hardships, but now she had adapted well to the role of a maid.

"Are you angry already?" Yang Chong took a few steps forward and followed Yan Lingji.

"Angry? Why should I be angry?" Yan Lingji asked back.

"The woman's name is Zi Nu, and she's the boss of Zi Lan Xuan. She's very important to my future plans. Now that I meet her, I can just say hello." Yang Chong explained.

"So you have to use yourself to recruit her?" Yan Lingji was not so easily convinced by Yang Chong.

"Ha, that's a good idea." Yang Chong pondered, seeming to be quite interested.

"You really think of yourself as a peerless beauty. Let me tell you, it's because I have no taste that I like you. No other woman would like you." Yan Lingji said unhappily.

"Am I that bad?"

"What do you say?"

Tian Mi pricked up her ears to listen to the bickering between Yang Chong and Yan Lingji, silently analyzing the situation in her mind. It would be a big challenge for her to defeat Yang Chong in front of Yan Lingji.

(End of this chapter)