In Sharo's eyes, Abe Seimei seems to be no different from ordinary human beings, but with a cold personality, he rarely appears with his seniors and seems to always be alone. If you have to say that Qingming is different from others, it's just that his eyebrows and eyes are more beautiful than others, his eyes are clearer than others, and his posture is calmer than others. He seems to have a maturity that does not match his age, although he is indifferent to people and things, he is very measured; his hands and feet are very smart and he has a serious degree of cleanliness.
"Abe Seimei, you have been standing here for an hour, do you know that you are bored?" Shaluo, who had been in the tree for a long time, said to the boy under the tree while eating peony cake.
Qingming didn't look at her either, but said calmly, "Isn't it more boring for someone to sit on a tree for an hour?"
"What did you say?" Sha Luo swallowed the last bite of the peony cake, and couldn't help but feel a little annoyed. This strange kid always refuses to take advantage of his mouth.
He continued to memorize the yin and yang spells he learned today under the tree, ignoring her.
"Hey, you are talking." Sha Luo shook the branch, and the petals of the cherry blossoms fell like flying snow, sprinkled all over his body.
He glanced up at her, his eyes flicked over the branches, and the corner of his mouth slightly raised: "You'd better come down now."
"I can't come down!" Sha Luo pursed her lips and deliberately exerted force.
She only heard a "click", and the sound of the branch breaking was clearly heard in her ears, "Ah!!" Before she could yell out a second time, her whole body fell to the ground along with the broken branch. .
"It hurts..." She stood up, rubbed the painful part of her body, glared at Qingming, and said angrily, "Abe Seimei, you are dying!"
Seimei's midnight-black eyes flickered with ridicule. For some reason, this girl made him feel a little lighter.
"Didn't I remind you already?"
"What! You don't understand at all!"
"That's why you can't understand."
"It's because you can't explain clearly, okay!"
"Yeah?"
"Abe Seimei..."
Just as Shaluo was desperately trying to find something to say to fight back, an ice-blue figure appeared not far away.
"Oh, what's the matter?" Bao Xian hurried over.
"Brother, I..." She had just finished speaking, when she saw that Baoxian had already walked past her, bent down to pick up the broken cherry blossom, and said with a heartbroken face: "It's a pity, it's a pity..."
"Brother, I'm your sister... You don't even care about me." Sha Luo said through gritted teeth, what kind of brother is this... "Sha Luo, what's wrong with you?" on the ground.
"I fell from the tree." Shaluo looked at him wronged.
Looking at his disgraced younger sister, Baoxian suddenly wanted to laugh. Of course, he knew that if he laughed out loud now, the consequences would be serious, so he quickly stretched out his hand and pulled Shaluo up.
"Are you okay?"
"It's okay, it's all An's fault..." She looked up, and Abe Seimei had already left at some point.
"Brother, is Abe Seimei really the son of the white fox?" She asked curiously.
Bao Xian squinted his eyes, with an inscrutable smile on his lips, and said, "Then, do you think he looks like it?"
Sha Luo stared at Bao Xian, his eyes bent into a bright moon again: "I think-brother is more similar!"
"Idiot!" Baoxian smiled and hit her on the head with a juniper fan.
In Heian-kyo in spring, there is an atmosphere of elegance and peace everywhere.
He Mao Baoxian, who had just come out of Yinyang Liao in Da Nei Li, was sitting in his father's ox cart, heading home. Looking at the scenery outside, he let out a sigh of relief. In the past few days, Da Nayan's wife repeatedly wanted to call him to his home to inquire about his good and bad luck, but he managed to shirk this errand just now.
Onmyoliao was built in the era of Emperor Tenmu, and it belongs to the Ministry of Central Affairs. There is one Yinyang head, six onmyoji in charge of divination, one doctor of Onmyo who trains future onmyoji, and the calendar that teaches Lisheng to make calendars. Doctor, Doctor of Astronomy, and Doctor Leak who manages time. Further down, there are ordinary onmyojis and practicing onmyojis. Yinyangliao has to record the time, compile the calendar, and observe the astrology every day. The work is really like a mountain. And compared to other onmyojis, Baoxian will have some extra work. — That is, they are often summoned by those noble ladies and wives for divination and divination. Ordinarily, this kind of job is not available to onmyojis who have not yet shown their talents, but if it is the son of Yinyangtou, and he is a handsome guy who is so handsome that he is unique in a million, then it is another matter. You must know that the marriage system implemented by the nobles in this era is visiting marriage, which means that the wife does not live in the husband's house, but rides a bullock cart to the wife's or lover's house in the evening when the husband is a husband. When her husband is not around, it is quite normal for an aristocratic woman who is too idle to call the Onmyoji home to pass the time in the name of asking about good or bad luck.
"By the way, Baoxian, what do you think of Seimei?" Mr. Zhongxing's voice interrupted his thinking.
"Father, Qingming is indeed very smart, and he is faster than others in learning yin and yang, but his personality seems to be too cold." Baoxian smiled, he could see that the child was smart and precocious, and he had a special temperament beyond his age —Calm, unflappable; keen heart, indifferent eyes. He even thought that child was the only one among all He Maomen's disciples who had obtained the essentials of yin and yang except himself. The essence of the so-called yin and yang is to calmly and confidently examine all living beings from a distance that is neither too far nor too close, and regard them all as the same existence of the same origin of all things-the mantra. When the child raised his two fingers and chanted the incantation, everything in the world seemed to flow in a natural rhythm in the deep and melodious voice; the child seemed to know the meaning and power of each incantation, as if he knew how to do it naturally. Appropriate use of that string of mysterious and obscure notes.
"His father, Mr. Abe, is my good friend. As his senior brother, you should take care of him more." Zhongxing paused, and then said, "This child will become a great weapon in the future."
"There's one more child that's giving me a headache." Baoxian kept smiling, "Shaluo alone is already too much for me."
Zhong Xing smiled slightly, and said, "Sha Luo will have to perform the coming-of-age ceremony in a few years, right?"
"Yeah, in a few years this younger sister will cause headaches for others." Baoxian laughed, and began to sympathize with his future brother-in-law.
"However, Sha Luo's temperament... Baoxian, do you think I indulged her too much?" A look of worry flashed across Mr. Zhongxing's face.
Bao Xian looked out of the window, his deep eyes penetrated the falling cherry blossoms, and said in a low voice: "Isn't Sha Luo who is so free and easy the cutest? Let's talk about those etiquettes after the coming-of-age ceremony is over."
Lord Zhongxing looked at Baoxian, smiled and nodded.
"Baoxian, I heard that you recently got very close to the daughter-in-law of Nayan in peace?"
"Oh hehehe, my lord father, where did you hear that?"
"In addition, it seems that you and Liuli, the maid in the palace..."
"Oh hehehe, today's weather is really nice."
"Baoxian, don't use this trick every time."
"Oh... heh... heh... heh..."
When the last cherry blossoms in the garden withered, the early summer breeze came quietly, and the relationship between Sharo, the daughter of the Kamo family, and the strange boy Abe Seimei did not improve at all. What made Sharo depressed was that she never took advantage of Seimei. After the upper hand, I really can't see that he who is usually taciturn still has such a sharp side.
However, if you don't bicker with him for a day, it seems to be quite boring.
It hasn't rained these days and the weather has become extra muggy. Sha Luo, who was most afraid of the scorching heat on weekdays, couldn't hold back for a long time. Taking advantage of the night, he sneaked out of the room, wanting to go to the yard to breathe.
By the lotus pond, Shaluo saw that familiar figure. Under the watery moonlight, Abe Seimei was staring at a slightly yellowed piece of paper in his hand, as if caught in some memory. On a summer night, the cool and dry wind passed over his cheeks, blowing every inch of his hair. There was nothing like a smile on his fair face, and only a melancholy and sad atmosphere permeated every corner of the courtyard. corner.
Sha Luo walked over lightly, and as soon as he got behind him, he immediately put away the paper vigilantly. But she still vaguely saw a line of words, Tongziwan, my son, mother has something to say, so I have to say... Tongziwan? who is it
"Qingming, are you reading the love letter?" She sat down beside him, not missing any chance to make fun of him.
Qingming stared at the lake, and suddenly said slowly, "That's natural, because it was the letter my mother left me when I was five years old."
"The letter your mother left you? But isn't your mother a white fox..." Sha Luo asked in surprise.
Qingming turned his head and glanced at her, but didn't speak.
"I, I'm just curious about what Qingming's mother is like..." Sha Luo didn't know what was going on, and suddenly lost interest in teasing him, and explained instead.
"If I hadn't been scared to cry because I saw my mother's true form, my mother would not have left me." He said in a low voice, looking up to a far away place. The moonlight was cold and cracked the ground, and the light shone in his eyes, so lonely.
Sha Luo stared into his eyes, a strange feeling suddenly surged in his heart, as if there was an urge to comfort him.
"Qingming was only five years old at that time, how can I blame you. Brother Baoxian said that a man and a woman will get married if they like each other. I think Qingming's father and mother also got married in this way. Just thinking about it, you will feel You are very happy, right?"
Qingming turned her head slowly, with rare gentleness in her eyes: "Shaluo, do you really think so? Even though I am the son of a white fox, do you think I am happy?"
"Well, I think so." Sha Luo said in a low voice, "My mother passed away shortly after I was born. I have never seen my mother, but I always feel very happy because I know they are We got married because we like each other, and we have me. As long as I think like this, I will be happy."
Qingming slightly raised his eyebrows, this little girl seemed to be stronger than he imagined.
"Anyway, you understand what I mean, don't you?" Sha Luo laughed.
"Understood." The corners of his mouth rose slightly, evoking a faint smile, as if the lotus flower was slowly blooming in the sunlight.
"Qingming looks pretty when she smiles." Sha Luo suddenly blurted out.
"It's getting late, and it's time for me to go back to my room." Qingming suppressed her smile.
"Qingming, that name is very cute." Sha Luo glanced at him.
"What?"
"Dongzimaru... ah." She suddenly remembered Qingming's nickname she saw just now, and smiled, how could she let go of such a good opportunity to make fun of him.
"..."
"Good night, Doshimaru."
"Shaluo, don't call me by that name..."
"Got it, Doshimaru."
"Shaluo... did you hear it?" Qingming's calm face began to twitch slightly.
"I heard you, boy..." Hey, why can't she make a sound? Shaluo rubbed his throat and stared at Qingming. He must have used some kind of yin and yang technique.
Sure enough, a fox-like smile flashed across Qingming's lips.
"Shaluo, when you return to your room, you will naturally be able to speak, but remember, you can't call me by that name again." He turned around and left after speaking.
Sharo looked at his back angrily, Abe Seimei, this weird kid! How cunning to use this trick, it really is the son of the white fox, with half of the fox's blood flowing in his body. wait and see...