The Taoist temple is called Qingsongguan, which is built along the mountain. Along the way, there are towering ancient trees on both sides of the mountain road, and the ground is covered with thick shade.
Although it is not as majestic as the Taoist temples seen in modern times, it is solemn and tidy, which makes people awe-inspiring.
As for quietness...
There were bursts of applause from behind the gate, and it was obvious that it had nothing to do with Qing Jing at this time.
"Is this place usually so lively?" Shen Ziqiao was taken to the square in front of the main palace by the younger brothers, and she saw a bamboo theater, where the Eight Immortals Crossing the Sea was performing an opera.
Both Zhaodi and Yinhua stared straight at the theater, unable to turn their eyes away. Hearing Shen Ziqiao's question, it took a moment to react, and hurriedly replied, "It's not like this usually, only these two days have been more lively."
"How many times can I watch operas a year?" Shen Ziqiao didn't care about their distractions, she just felt kind, and she was like this when she was a child.
"No one in the village can afford it, and there is no master who comes here often in the village, and there is no big show to watch." Yinhua said.
Looking at the village below the mountain, the only big family is the Shen family, but Biezhuang hasn't had a master to live in for a few years, so naturally no troupe was invited to sing.
Shen Ziqiao smiled and patted their heads, "Go to the theater, I'll take a walk around."
Zhaodi said in fear, "No, no, this servant will accompany you for a walk."
"I'm such a big man, can I still get lost? You go, after reading it in a while, wait for me at the gate." Shen Ziqiao said with a smile.
"Miss San..." The two little maids didn't dare to really leave Shen Ziqiao to go to the theater, and looked at her in a dilemma.
Shen Ziqiao went straight to the main hall and refused to let them follow.
Brother Zhao and Yinhua looked at each other, and looked at Shen Ziqiao's back timidly. They were sure that Miss San actually went up the mountain to take them to the theater.
Miss San is so nice!
They happily ran to the bottom of the theater, and the two little meatballs squatted in the corner happily watching Tieguai Li singing above.
Shen Ziqiao walked around the main hall of the Taoist temple, smelled a stick of fragrance, and found that although the Taoist temple does not look very spacious on the outside, the back hall is quite large.
Behind the main hall is the back hall, the dining hall and the side rooms. Of course, she will not go through them all boringly.
She came to the Xujing Pavilion where she could overlook the mountain, and she saw the orchard Zhaodi and the others said, and now it is almost the harvest season. From here, it can be seen that the trees in the orchard are full of fruits. A good harvest.
The air here is so good! At a glance, the surrounding green hills are planted with all kinds of trees, falling layer by layer, intermingling into forests, the mountain breeze is gradually refreshing, and the quiet mountain forest is relaxing and swaying in the wind, she thinks of her hometown.
When I lived in the country when I was a child, I also had this kind of scenery. Later, I moved to a big city and lived in a busy life every day. I have already forgotten the original state of mind of being free and unrestrained.
Unfortunately, there is no going back.
The corners of Shen Ziqiao's eyes were slightly wet. After traveling to this inexplicable place, she was worried that she would be cannon fodder in the next second. Let alone returning to reality, she might not even know how to die. She tried her best not to think about it, and faced it optimistically. , does not mean that she does not miss her hometown and family.
Really... I really want to browse the Internet and eat French fries and all kinds of unhealthy food.
Sometimes, various lifestyles that are considered unhealthy can be a blessing to some people.
In this strange environment, she can only go on bravely by herself, and no one can be strong for her.
"Why are you here?" An unpleasant question suddenly came from behind, interrupting Shen Ziqiao's recollection of the past. She turned her head and saw a middle-aged man wearing a dark blue crew-neck shirt. Staring at her vigilantly, she thought for a while before remembering who this man was.
It's the servant next to Qi Zheng, who seems to have heard Qi Zheng call him Uncle Qun.
Shen Ziqiao wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, and stared back at him fiercely, "What business do I have to do with you here?"
Uncle Qun looked down on Shen Ziqiao because she brazenly asked for credit last time and asked him for a thousand taels shamelessly, thinking that Shen Ziqiao appeared here because of Qi Zheng, so he immediately felt disgusted.
"Our young master doesn't owe you any more, so don't pester our young master anymore," Uncle Qun said.
Shen Ziqiao snorted, "Who cares about your young master?"
Uncle Qun thought that Shen Ziqiao looked down on Qi Zheng, misunderstood that Qi Zheng was a fool, and his old face flushed red with anger, "You...you are not worthy of our young master."
Qi Zheng did not tell the uncles that Shen Ziqiao already knew that he was pretending to be stupid.
"I'm not good enough for him?" Shen Ziqiao smiled suddenly, looking at the tall figure who appeared behind the group of uncles, "He's not smart enough, is it because I'm not good enough for him, or is he wishful thinking?"
"Ignorant child!" Uncle Qun snorted, "Anyway, you don't want to marry our young master."
Shen Ziqiao smiled slightly, "You beg me not to marry him."
Uncle Qun was furious, how dare he look down on his young master so much? Just about to scold, Qi Zheng's voice came, "Uncle Qun, what are you doing here?"
"Young master!" Uncle Qun restrained all his anger when he heard Qi Zheng's voice, and turned his head to talk to Qi Zheng in a gentle voice, "Why did you come out?"
Qi Zheng walked up to Uncle Qun and whispered something to him, but stared at Shen Ziqiao with deep eyes.
"But..." Uncle Qun frowned and stared at Shen Ziqiao, worried about leaving Qi Zheng here alone, that third lady of the Shen family is no ordinary lady!
"Go." Qi Zheng patted him on the shoulder, and walked towards the gazebo where Shen Ziqiao was.
Shen Ziqiao looked at him aggressively with her small chin raised, and found that her aura was completely shattered when he approached. Qi Zheng's aura was too strong...
He stood in front of her, looking down at her, his handsome face like a knife cut without a smile, his eyes were as deep as two deep pools, if he looked at her for a long time, he would accidentally drown in them.
"Don't bully Uncle Qun, he is an honest man." Qi Zheng said in a low voice, melodious and deep like a cello.
Shen Ziqiao raised her beautiful eyebrows, "I'm still a kind person, Young Master Qi, don't bully me."
"A kind person won't ask for one thousand taels." Qi Zheng said lightly.
"Stingy!" Shen Ziqiao despised him, the eldest young master of the Qi family still cared about that little money.
Qi Zheng stared at her fair face like creamy fat, "When you marry a wife, you should marry a virtuous man. Don't worry that Uncle Qun will beg you in the future."
What this means is that she is not virtuous enough to be a lady, and does not meet his criteria for marrying a wife at all. Uncle Qun doesn't need to ask her to marry him at all
Shen Ziqiao really wanted to sit on him to death!
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