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Spring in the Northern Qi Dynasty will come a little later, but it will come after all. Not too far from the capital of the Northern Qi Dynasty to the capital, bypassing the desolate topaz-like West Mountain, and walking north for a few hours, they came to a green and secluded mountain environment. This mountain is not very tall, but the tall trees and low bushes on the mountain are densely packed, which is extraordinarily primitive and quiet, mixed with layers of light or dark green, very beautiful.
Just like the status of the Sword Hut in the hearts of swordsmen all over the world, this green mountain is also an inviolable and sacred place in the eyes of the people of the Northern Qi Dynasty or the ascetics who walk in the world. Because this nameless green mountain is where the Taoist gate of Northern Qi Tianyi is located, and the place where Kuhe, the national teacher, sits and cultivates.
Walking from the rugged mountain road to the quiet valley, you can vaguely see the place where Wansong gathers.
Thousands of pine trees have different shapes of pine needles and different roundness and width of the trees. Some pine needles are soft and hanging like hair, some pine needles are angry and hard, piercing the sky, and some pine needles are like thin round tubes, which are very interesting. It was early morning, and the morning dew was all over the plants in the mountains. Most of the dew moistened the pine needles and then fell to the ground. Only those pine trees with dense pine needles would store crystal dew in their branches and leaves, reflecting Morning light, as clear as a jewel.
Looking into the mountains following the glimmer of dew, one can see a group of buildings in the sky. These buildings inherit the traditional aesthetic style of the Great Wei and Northern Qi. , the cyan color is close to nature, standing in the sky and the earth, and the power is hidden in the beauty.
Although Tianyi Daomen doesn't accept as many disciples as the Jianlu in Dongyi City, Master Kuhe's cultivation here naturally attracts countless pilgrims to come to worship, stop every ten times, even if the national teacher accepts few disciples , but adult apprentices like Langtao always have to accept apprentices. Over the past few decades, the number of Taoists has gradually increased, and now there are more than a hundred people practicing and studying in the green mountains for many years.
In the hearts of these disciples, of course they hope that they can practice in the mountains for many years and go out to help the world, just like the fairy in their hearts.
Back in the Northern Qi Dynasty, the holy maiden Begonia blossomed in this mountain, and these pine trees had been cleaned and cultivated for an unknown number of years. Before Begonia Duoduo came out of the mountain, she was growing vegetables in a field outside those green and black buildings, and the vegetables she grew were sent to the school except for her daily consumption. To this day, there are still many disciples who are proud of having eaten vegetables grown by Haitang himself.
During this year, Haitang spends most of her time in the far south of the Qing Kingdom, staying with the eponymous Mr. Fan. This fact makes the people of Northern Qi very angry, especially the students in the Qingshan Mountains these days. In addition to the negative emotions such as jealousy and anger, what makes these students most unhappy is that it is difficult to see the girl in the floral dress in the field anymore. The heart will settle down.
Not long after Haitang left, another girl moved into the farm, and at the same time turned the vegetables in the farm into medicinal herbs that could be planted.
The status of this girl's family is very unusual, she is the new closed disciple of Patriarch Ku He, who took the place of Miss Haitang, she lived in Haitang's garden, harvested the rapeseed of Haitang... She, her, She is Fan Xian's sister.
The disciples of Qingxiu in the mountains were extremely shocked. They didn't understand why the patriarch went to Nanqing to accept female apprentices, and they didn't understand why he chose to accept Fan Xian's younger sister as an apprentice. Who was Fan Xian? That is Nanqing's leading young power minister.
However, things had already happened, and the disciples in the mountain had no way to change anything, so they had to learn to accept it. It took a long time to get used to Miss Fan's existence.
Southern Qing and Northern Qi are old enemies. Although they have been in an unprecedented friendly relationship for the past two years, the emotions rooted in people's hearts are hard to get rid of. Therefore, Fan Ruoruo's first life in Qingshan was not very smooth. Wherever she went, she was greeted with hostile eyes and whispers behind her back.
Fortunately, this girl's family doesn't care about these at all, and she has a cold temperament, so she won't notice other people's attitudes. After so many months, Tianyi's disciples discovered that this little senior aunt was actually colder than others like them, so they couldn't help but feel a little bored.
In fact, Fan Ruoruo is very satisfied with her study life in Northern Qi. The smiles on her face are much more than those in the capital, but the people of Northern Qi don't understand this. She has the nickname Bingshan Talented Lady.
Fan Ruoruo's happiness comes from a relaxed environment and a tense life. Master Ku He only taught her some basic Tianyi methods and gave her a few volumes of scriptures, but she didn't care much about her. She spent the rest of her time studying with her second senior brother. Medical skills, this is also one of the purposes of her trip to Northern Qi. On weekdays, she used the medical skills she learned to diagnose and treat the poor people at the bottom of the mountain, and lived a fulfilling life.
The second brother's surname is Mu and his name is Peng. The names that Ku He gave to his apprentices are very interesting. Wolf peach, crabapple, wood canopy, and white ginseng are all the names of plants. People live up to their names, and wolf peach is just like the literal feeling. Showing murderous looks and sharp edges, Haitang stands gently and firmly in the wind and rain,
Mu Peng is a traditional Chinese medicine, one can imagine what Ruoruo, the second senior brother who is over forty years old, is best at.
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Fan Ruoruo picked up the leaves, took the dew from the pine leaves by the yard, tilted his head slightly and poured the water into the drip bottle, curious, why dew was used in the prescription
She carried the bottle out of the courtyard gate and walked up the stone steps to the mountain, preparing for daily study. Along the way, some young Tianyi disciples could be seen. Seeing the girl holding the bottle, these disciples stood sideways and saluted the girl.
On the one hand, it was because she was the little sister of these people no matter what they said, and after a few months, Tianyi disciples knew that although Miss Fan's temperament was cold, she was really kind-hearted and did not pretend to be hypocritical. Fan Xian, who had a gentle face and a vicious heart, was much better. In particular, this Miss Fan Mansion has been going down the mountain to see a doctor for the people for several months, which makes these younger disciples deeply respect her virtue.
Fan Ruoruo nodded slightly in return, with no expression on her face.
When she climbed up the long stone steps, stood on the top of the mountain, stopped, looked at the lush green forest below, suddenly stretched herself, and let out a loud cry, two lumps floated on her face. Blush after exercise, a little excited.
She was congenitally undernourished since she was a child. Although she was recuperated by her brother for a period of time, she has not fundamentally improved. During the season in Kyoto, her face was always pale. Today, she has a healthy blush on her face. I want to see that after living in Beiqi for more than a year, her health is much better.
The constitution depends on the heart, and the main thing is the relaxed mood.
"You don't need to attend boring poetry gatherings, you don't need to gossip with the women in the palaces of princes, you don't need to hide behind a screen to watch men like those sisters, you don't need to be a female celebrity every day..."
Fan Ruoruo stared blankly at the mountain under the stone steps, with a happy smile on his face, "This kind of life is what I want, thank you, brother."
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In addition to Tianyi's mental practice, the mountain also teaches scripture justice, basically using the tutorials that Zhuang Mohan personally revised back then. Fan Ruoruo finished his one-hour practice, came to the living room of the second senior brother Mu Peng, saluted respectfully, and then asked a few difficult questions about medical skills, asking the second senior brother for advice.
After a few words, Mu Peng suddenly saw the reassuring expression in the girl's eyes, and said with a smile, "Master Xiao Fan wrote again?"
Fan Ruoruo nodded with a smile and said, "Although I haven't come yet, but counting the days, it should be here."
Mu Peng scratched his somewhat disheveled hair, and said with a smile: "If you are so happy, you must have a very good relationship with your brother and sister. If so, why don't you stay in Nanqing? Junior sister, although Northern Qi is good, it is a foreign country after all."
Although Mu Peng's status is definitely not as high as that old poisoner in the Overwatch Council, no matter whether he is a big man who practices medicine or uses poison, his hair seems to be a little messy, and his daily life is a little messy, so things like dressing up are naturally unnoticed.
Fan Ruoruo responded with a smile, "It doesn't matter where you are, my brother said that in life, you always need to make some sacrifices for what you want."
Mu Peng asked in surprise: "Oh? What is your goal, Junior Sister?"
"Save people." Fan Ruoruo replied calmly.
"It's that simple?"
"Yes."
"Hmm..." Mu Peng pondered for a moment and said, "Healers are parents, but before you came to Northern Qi, you only attended the Nanchao Imperial Hospital for a period of time. Why do you have such great wishes?"
"Senior Brother, it's not the reason for wishing, but what you want." Fan Ruoruo said calmly without thinking, "Brother once said a word, how should one live one's life? The first thing is to make oneself feel at ease... Healing diseases and saving lives It makes me happy, so I choose that."
How should a person spend his life? Mu Peng frowned slightly, sighed, and didn't speak any more, but he was thinking in his heart, what kind of person is that boy from the Fan family who can make Junior Sister Haitang's size so chaotic
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It was not nearly dusk, and Fan Ruoruo walked down the stone steps with the empty drip bottle in her arms, and returned to her small courtyard, carefully tending the medicinal materials in the garden. Then she walked back to the quiet room and began to prepare paper and pens. The furnishings in the room did not change at all, because she knew that this was the former residence of Miss Haitang after all, and it had a different meaning to the Northern Qi people.
A letter was quietly placed on the table, Fan Ruoruo's eyes flashed with joy, she hurriedly opened the letter paper, and carefully looked at the familiar handwriting on the paper, while reading the letter, her expression was constantly changing. Constantly changing, sometimes tense, sometimes joyful, and sometimes... slightly sad.
The letter was sent by Fan Xian. He used a lot of energy to send his sister to Beiqi Tianyi. The two brothers and sisters are far apart, and it is quite inconvenient to communicate with each other. They miss each other in their own places. So after Ruoruo settled down, Fan Xian immediately restarted a monthly letter from home.
When she was a child, Ruoruo returned to Kyoto from Danzhou when she was very young. Ever since Ruoruo knew how to read and write, Fan Xian began to correspond with her. Relying on the well-developed postal routes in Qing Kingdom, the brothers and sisters sent letters between Kyoto and Danzhou rain or shine. It continued uninterrupted until Fan Xian entered the capital in the fourth year of Qingli.
I don't know how many years I wrote the letter.
I don't know how much affection between the brother and sister is contained in these letters.
In the letter, they talked about the red building, talked about house affairs, and exchanged stories about the scenery and figures of the two places. And it was through these letters that Fan Xian became one of his younger sister's spiritual teachers. Fan Ruoruo was influenced by the contents of these letters since he was a child. Most people are different.
She is still filial to her parents, loves her brothers, and gets along very well with the sisters in the boudoir, but there are many differences in her heart. A relatively independent personality and yearning for freedom are so incompatible with this world. But without living out of this world.
It is precisely because of this contradiction that when she was in the capital, she became a self-serving and polite, indifferent iceberg girl. Only later in front of Fan Xian did she dare to reveal her sincerity. So going to a foreign country and living a poor life, this kind of horrible life in the eyes of the noble lady, made her very happy and happy.
The beginning of all this is the letter, the letter between Fan Xian and her.
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Fan Ruoruo stared at the letter paper in a daze, and after a long time sighed lightly, her eyes were moist. Those battles in the imperial court in Kyoto are still far away from her, and she also believes in the abilities of her father and brother, so she doesn't care about the dangers written in the letter. Only this time Fan Xian mentioned Hongcheng in the letter.
Hiroshi...
Fan Ruoruo wiped away the teardrops from the corners of his eyes, and the image of that gentle prince emerged in his mind. He is going to the west to fight the barbarians, will he get hurt? Will you come back
Prince Jing's Mansion and Fan's Mansion are family friends, and Fan Ruoruo grew up with Li Hongcheng since she was a child. She knows that although Li Hongcheng has great ambitions, he is an extremely good person by nature. I'm crazy about myself too. This time, Hongcheng asked himself to leave the capital, on the one hand, he wanted to get rid of the strife among the princes in the capital, but she knew that this was not a kind of self-exile after she hurt him.
But Fan Ruoruo just couldn't accept Hongcheng, yes, her exquisite heart, which had been infected by Fan Xian, was stronger than Fan Xian himself now... couldn't accept the attitude towards men and women in this world.
Isn't this a ridiculous and funny thing
Of course, even without those romantic tents on the boat, even if Hongcheng is a perfect person, Fan Ruoruo still can't accept living with that man all his life.
Just like a certain story Fan Xian told in his letter back then.
That's all good and good, but... I just don't like it.
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"What story did he write to make you cry?" A lazy and clear voice came from the door, "Your brother is really hateful in some ways."
Fan Ruoruo was startled, looked up and saw Miss Haitang standing at the door in a thin flowered dress, stood up quickly, and said, "So it was the senior sister who sent the letter, I thought it was someone sent by Master Wang."
Haitang tucked her hands in her clothes, walked in shufflingly, and said, "Wang Qinian is not coming back, and Fan Xian didn't say that? Deng Ziyue is in Shangjing now, you should have seen him."
Fan Ruoruo nodded.
Haitang smiled and said, "I'm really curious about the content of this letter. It actually made you, who is always calm, cry."
Fan Ruoruo pinched the letter paper with her fingers, lowered her head and said, "Senior sister, please don't make fun of me, brother...you're still as wordy as before."
Haitang sighed and said: "I have a deep understanding of this."
Fan Ruoruo tilted her head slightly, and asked doubtfully, "Senior sister is not in the capital, why did you go back to the mountain?"
Of course, Haitang went back to the mountain to deliver letters to his sister for Fan Xian. She looked at Fan Ruoruo and said with a smile: "The master received a letter from the second senior brother, thinking that you can go out of the mountain, let me accompany you to the capital."
"Go to the capital?" Fan Ruoruo said awkwardly, "But there are still many things I haven't learned."
"It's just that someone wants to see you, so please let me take you there." Haitang said: "You like life in the mountains, and you will come back when the time comes."
"Senior sister, don't you like life in the mountains?" Fan Ruoruo said with a smile, "I didn't dare to move this room. I'll keep it. We'll live together when the time comes."
Hearing this, Haitang fell into silence. The girl sighed after a long time, and said helplessly, "I just want to come back, so it's not a matter of a year or two."
Fan Ruoruo knew what Senior Sister Haitang and her brother were secretly doing. Originally, Fan Xian was acting as a bridge between them. The relationship between her and Haitang had always been good, and she spoke more casually, but every time she thought of her sister-in-law Lin Waner who was far away in Qingguo... Fan Ruoruo Always deliberately keeping a distance from Haitang, this may be the daughter's careful thinking.
She suddenly thought of what she said earlier, and asked curiously: "In Shangjing...who wants to see me?"
"Your Majesty." A smile appeared on the corner of Haitang's lips, thinking that his Majesty's mind was as difficult to guess as Fan Xian's.
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In Shangjing City, which is not far from the Qingshan Mountain where the Tianyi Daomen is located, in that black and green mixed, unique and beautiful Qingmei Imperial Palace in the world, His Majesty the Emperor of Northern Qi, the master of the north, is sitting slumped on a low couch, his pair of Her big feet were covered with tabby socks, and her body was swaying in the arms of a beauty in palace attire.
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