Chapter 386

One hundred and thirty-nine, Swallows in front of the Wang and Chen Jun Xie halls in the old days

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"Did you eat a sesame-coated pancake this morning?"

In the carriage that had been quiet for a long time, a soft, glutinous voice from the woman sounded, sweet enough to make the man's legs go weak.

"How did you know?"

"It tastes all like pancake."

"Mmm, that makes sense. Then junior sister must have eaten pickled radishes this morning."

"No!" She refuted immediately, anxious: "I was on an empty stomach and ate several candies in advance, so there's no pickled radish taste. That was what I ate yesterday; it's been a whole night."

Having tricked the truth out of her, Magistrate Ouyang Rong blinked his eyes:

"So that means junior sister had long anticipated this, so you prepared specifically? Then why did junior sister bring so many people along? Mmm, did you not expect them to be going the same way when you left the house? No wonder, I thought junior sister was doing it on purpose this morning, but looking at it now, you actually ate candy specifically to wait for me..."

"Nonsense, I wasn't waiting for you." Chen Jun Xie Chen Jun Xie Lingjiang hurriedly denied: "I... why would I prepare in advance? I just wanted to eat candy, senior brother, don't be so full of yourself."

Magistrate Ouyang Rong lowered his head to look; her eyes were dodging like a little deer.

He smiled and suddenly said:

"Actually, when you bit me yesterday, there wasn't any other taste. Junior sister doesn't need to be so anxious."

Chen Jun Xie Chen Jun Xie Lingjiang bit her lip, and after a while, her voice was small and resentful: "You didn't even ask what flavor the candy was."

"No matter the flavor, none are as sweet as you."

She turned her gaze away, feeling sweet inside, but said with her mouth: "You only know how to coax me... Mmm."

The noble lady of the Chen Jun Xie clan was blocked again, her eyes widening slightly...

"Wait."

She suddenly leaned back to break away, wiping the long, silver thread between them with the back of her hand.

"What's wrong?" Magistrate Ouyang Rong took the opportunity to catch his breath and asked curiously.

Chen Jun Xie Chen Jun Xie Lingjiang's lips looked swollen and red. She bent down to pick up the fox-fur shawl at her feet, and then the delicate body shrinking in his arms lifted her head. Her moth-like eyebrows were curved, and her exquisite, petite nose bumped against Magistrate Ouyang Rong's nose.

Nose to nose, she wrapped the fox-fur shawl from behind Magistrate Ouyang Rong's head, and finally wound the ends of the snow-white shawl to the back of her own head, tying them in a knot.

Thus, the two embracing each other had their heads "buried" in the snow-white fox fur, merging once again.

Magistrate Ouyang Rong couldn't help but smile.

How is junior sister like a child...

"Mmm, you're not allowed to laugh!" She scolded him.

Seeming to notice the twitching corner of Magistrate Ouyang Rong's mouth, the words she spat out while busy were somewhat slurred.

Magistrate Ouyang Rong smiled silently.

"Mmm..."

Chen Jun Xie Chen Jun Xie Lingjiang suddenly felt that the vermilion rouge on her lips today had been applied in vain.

"Hiss, why are you biting again? Junior sister, are you a tiger?"

A moment later, Magistrate Ouyang Rong's helpless voice sounded in the carriage, accompanied by the sound of him sucking in cold air.

"I suddenly hate you." Breaking away, she lay panting on his chest, Chen Jun Xie Chen Jun Xie Lingjiang hummed twice: "Can't I? Hmm?"

"Cough, cough, you can, as long as you're happy."

She poked his nose and lips with a slender finger, squinting and saying: "I'll see if it's still dry or parched."

Magistrate Ouyang Rong looked at the two little tiger teeth revealed beneath the red, swollen lips of the junior sister in his arms, feeling that women were truly sharp-toothed. He blinked:

"I won't dare again, it says 'spare me, heroine'."

"Smooth-tongued."

"You discovered that too; you're quite observant."

"Say that again?"

Chen Jun Xie Chen Jun Xie Lingjiang tugged at the fox-fur shawl wrapped around his head, like a fine hook pulling back a fish.

Magistrate Ouyang Rong hurriedly leaned back, barely dodging the two little tiger teeth showing off their power.

After playing around for a while, Magistrate Ouyang Rong finally subdued the junior sister again. After a round of sweet whispers in her ear, he finally made her a bit more obedient, letting her lie honestly in his arms, though a slender finger began drawing circles on his chest.

Magistrate Ouyang Rong laughed, feeling he was almost becoming a koala.

Chen Jun Xie Chen Jun Xie Lingjiang's slender, resilient waist, which was being caressed, suddenly straightened. She lifted her beautiful, flushed face and used her fingertips to stroke Magistrate Ouyang Rong's lips, which had been bitten raw yesterday, asking in a low voice:

"Does it hurt?"

Magistrate Ouyang Rong shook his head, thought for a moment, and then deliberately played the victim: "It's just hard to explain. When I got home last night, Aunt and Ye Weilai and the others asked about it."

She tilted her head and giggled: "Then what did you say?"

"I said I had internal heat."

"Hmph, big liar..."

"How is it a lie? Isn't it just being inflamed by your teasing?"

"You always speak without shame. What kind of skill is it to take advantage of me? Hmph."

"Junior sister hasn't taken less advantage of me, has she?"

"You're not allowed to be glib!"

Magistrate Ouyang Rong was pinched on the nose by the glaring young lady while trying to hold back his laughter, his speech becoming muffled, completely under her control.

However, he also had a countermeasure, one he had newly developed over the past two days.

A moment later, a pair of large hands became restless again, flowing upward, dutifully patrolling the well-stocked children's cafeteria.

Chen Jun Xie Chen Jun Xie Lingjiang instantly went quiet, burying her small face deep in his chest, motionless, with only the occasional moan she couldn't suppress escaping.

This proper, arrogant, yet shy and clumsy appearance of a punching bag made Magistrate Ouyang Rong couldn't help but hug her tighter with both arms.

He took a deep breath.

When feelings reach their peak, they naturally become intense; when intentions reach their peak, how can one bear to let go?

Recently, when being intimate with her, he always found it hard to control himself.

Their intimate relationship was advancing by leaps and bounds.

From the initial hand-in-hand running in the heavy rain after the birthday banquet,

to the passionate embrace, heart-to-heart, at the entrance of the monk's temple,

to the clumsy biting of today.

It didn't even matter what the occasion was.

Magistrate Ouyang Rong had finally climbed this highest mountain he had ever seen in his life.

Plucking two high-mountain flowers.

Chen Jun Xie Chen Jun Xie Lingjiang's face, buried in Magistrate Ouyang Rong's chest, was somewhat dazed and lost in thought.

Especially after being newly developed to climb a certain place to get a panoramic view of all the mountains.

She couldn't help but hug his back tightly with both arms, her flushed face resting on his shoulder, speechless.

Senior brother was becoming more and more wicked, always pushing for an inch and then a foot, advancing a little further.

Yet he mastered the scale precisely, not making one feel disgusted.

Advancing step by step, making progress every day, making it hard to refuse.

It was just that she didn't know why men were all obsessed with that place.

Isn't, isn't that something infants and children love?

Or was it that hers was special, which was why he was so strangely obsessed.

The noble lady of the Chen Jun Xie clan had a flushed face and dared not meet his gaze.

Deep in her heart, she felt both shy and anxious, yet sweet. Instead of feeling any resistance, she felt some strange sensations.

In the carriage that was queuing like a turtle, Magistrate Ouyang Rong suddenly withdrew his hand from the soft beauty's embrace.

"Let's go! I'm not waiting anymore."

He picked up the fox-fur shawl and draped it over Chen Jun Xie Chen Jun Xie Lingjiang again, his movements meticulous. A moment later, he turned and got off the horse.

Chen Jun Xie Chen Jun Xie Lingjiang's face was flushed, her hazy, blurred eyes looking at his decisive departing back with some surprise.

Magistrate Ouyang Rong stuck his head out of the curtain and gave a few instructions to the Chen Jun Xie family steward, who then obeyed and went to fetch Dongmei.

Magistrate Ouyang Rong got off the carriage, mounted Dongmei, refused other horses, and reached his hand into the carriage, inviting the junior sister who was lowering her head and tidying her clothes in a panic:

"Get down."

Chen Jun Xie Chen Jun Xie Lingjiang was shy, but Magistrate Ouyang Rong didn't give her time to react. He entered the carriage himself, picked her up by the waist, left the carriage, and placed her on Dongmei's back in front of everyone.

Under the junior sister's wide-eyed gaze, he smiled lightly, mounted the horse alone, and carried her out of the city.

"Hold on tight, don't let go."

The two rode one horse together, galloping all the way to the place where the maple leaves in the mountain forest were the most fiery red.

Chen Jun Xie Chen Jun Xie Lingjiang hugged his waist tightly. Beneath her black, satin-like hair dancing in the gale, her face was flushed red, and her eyes were as clear as stars.

The autumn sky was high and the air crisp, the mountains were covered in red, and the forest was dyed in layers.

Magistrate Ouyang Rong looked around, suddenly feeling that the maple forest red leaves covering the mountains and plains were like they were dyed with crimson blood. He couldn't help but think of the things he had experienced since waking up in the Pure Land Underground Palace, and couldn't help but let out a long whistle in the mountain forest.

Chen Jun Xie Chen Jun Xie Lingjiang couldn't help but smile and patted his back: "Silly."

Magistrate Ouyang Rong continued to laugh loudly, laughing and reciting:

"The apes and humans bid farewell. After only a few stones have been ground, in the time of a child... The flames turn in the bronze and iron furnace, asking when it can be guessed? It's only a few thousand cold and hot years... It's hard to meet a smile in the human world, bending the moon-like bows on the battlefield. Flowing everywhere, the blood on the suburbs."

Reciting to this point, he suddenly clutched his chest and laughed, becoming more and more unable to stop. Chen Jun Xie Chen Jun Xie Lingjiang was stunned, only hearing him finish laughing and wipe his tears, whispering to himself:

"After reading the article, my head is full of snow, but I only remember the spots, a few lines of traces... The sacred deeds of the Five Emperors and Three Sovereigns deceived the boundless passersby... How many romantic figures are there? After the fame of Dao Zhi and Zhuang Chu Qiao, Chen Wang rose up and waved his yellow axe... The song is not yet finished, the east is white."

After speaking, the young man in the fox-white fur galloping on horseback laughed heartily for a long time, and finally said loudly:

"Wanting to speak but stopping, wanting to speak but stopping, yet saying the autumn is cool and good!"

Seeming to feel the joy of the male and female owners on his back, Dongmei opened his hooves and galloped, trying to prove that he didn't just know how to eat.

He was indeed worthy of being a blood-sweating horse, truly as fast as a whirlwind, running faster and faster.

And so, in the eyes of the pedestrians on the road admiring the maples, a flash of a jujube-red horse shadow carrying a figure in white and a figure in red flashed past the official road in an instant.

Chen Jun Xie Chen Jun Xie Lingjiang hugged her senior brother's waist tightly, the autumn wind blowing her sideburns into a mess, fluttering in the wind. She tried hard to turn her head in the wind, looking at her senior brother who was happily "babbling" in the autumn wind with dazed, clear eyes.

She liked his occasional detached and unexpected style of doing things.

She liked his unconstrained and bold style.

She also loved the strange and stunning fragments of poetry that occasionally popped out of his mouth on weekdays.

Although Chen Jun Xie Chen Jun Xie Lingjiang didn't know what her senior brother was frowning about or whispering in self-mockery when he was alone.

But this mysterious, profound, martyr-like temperament made Chen Jun Xie Chen Jun Xie Lingjiang, who had been following rules and reading books properly since she was a child, very fascinated, as if she were attracted by the abyss after staring into it and jumped down.

There were many pedestrians admiring the maple forest on the road out of the city for the autumn excursion. Magistrate Ouyang Rong and Chen Jun Xie Chen Jun Xie Lingjiang deliberately avoided the crowded places and ran into the deep forest.

Half an hour later, Dongmei arrived in a quiet and uninhabited mountain valley deep in the maple forest.

Magistrate Ouyang Rong suddenly flipped off the horse, jumped up, and plucked a fiery red maple leaf from the tree branch by the roadside. He turned back, his face focused, and inserted it diagonally into Chen Jun Xie Chen Jun Xie Lingjiang's black hair.

Wearing a fiery red maple leaf on the sideburns was exactly the "Start of Autumn makeup" popular among the noble ladies of the Great Zhou after autumn began.

Magistrate Ouyang Rong looked at it carefully and nodded with satisfaction.

The beauty's vermilion lips were redder than the maple leaves.

The frost-covered leaves are redder than the flowers of the second month.

Chen Jun Xie Chen Jun Xie Lingjiang tilted her head, stroked the red leaf, lowered her head shyly, and smiled sweetly.

Magistrate Ouyang Rong gently stroked her beautiful face and suddenly asked solemnly:

"How does junior sister think a book-flipper should break through the realm?"

Chen Jun Xie Chen Jun Xie Lingjiang realized and immediately said: "Naturally, by flipping through ten thousand volumes of books and then traveling ten thousand miles."

"Then what book knowledge is junior sister lacking?"

Chen Jun Xie Chen Jun Xie Lingjiang furrowed her brows and thought carefully:

"I am familiar with the classics. Looking at it now, I might be lacking in poetry and lyrics. Senior brother is quick-witted and deep in poetic wisdom. Can you teach me some? Just like that poem just now."

Magistrate Ouyang Rong lowered his eyes: "Did junior sister understand that 'He Xin Lang' just now?"

"I don't fully understand it, but I feel it's exceptionally heavy. Why don't you recite it again, senior brother?"

Magistrate Ouyang Rong shook his head: "Poetry and lyrics are minor paths. I won't teach them. If you want to learn, learn the Great Path."

"Great Path? What does senior brother think is the Great Path?" Her beautiful face returned to a serious expression, her tone hopeful: "Please teach me, senior brother."

Her five fingers tightly clasped his hanging palm.

Magistrate Ouyang Rong was silent for a while, took the beauty's soft hand, rubbed the warm and smooth back of her hand with his fingertips, was quiet for a while, leaned his face against the back of her hand, and whispered:

"I'll give you another poem, and by the way, tell you some things that you will never read in ten thousand volumes of sage books."

"Things you can't read... what are they?"

Magistrate Ouyang Rong didn't speak. He returned to the horse, took some simple paper and pens from the cloth bag carried on the horse's back, caught a dancing red leaf in the air, placed it on the horse's back, and quickly wrote several lines of ink characters on the red leaf with a pen.

Magistrate Ouyang Rong held the red leaf between two fingers and handed it to Chen Jun Xie Chen Jun Xie Lingjiang with a smile.

Chen Jun Xie Chen Jun Xie Lingjiang, the noble lady of the Chen Jun Xie clan wearing the Start of Autumn makeup, took it curiously, looked at the fresh ink on the red leaf, and read softly:

"By the side of the Vermilion Bird Bridge, the wild grass flowers; at the mouth of the Black-Clothed Lane, the sunset slants... In the old days, Wang and Chen Jun Xie... Swallows in front of the Wang and Chen Jun Xie halls in the old days, fly into the homes of ordinary people."

Chen Jun Xie Chen Jun Xie Lingjiang's voice paused slowly.

The air between the two fell into silence.

The jujube-red horse nearby was burying its head and stealing grass, and the autumn wind blew through the red leaves covering the forest.

Only the "rustling" sound of red leaves remained between heaven and earth.

Magistrate Ouyang Rong raised his hand and carefully and attentively tidied the fiery red frost-covered leaf inserted diagonally on her sideburns. His face was calm:

"This is the Great Path. I think that as a book-flipper, the page that junior sister truly needs to flip open is this one. This is also the knowledge that sage books will never tell you."

Seeing the smile on the noble lady of the Chen Jun Xie clan's face freeze slightly, she murmured and chewed: "Swallows in front of the Wang and Chen Jun Xie halls in the old days... Wang and Chen Jun Xie in the old days..."

"Has junior sister always felt that your family is a high-ranking clan of nine generations, and this six-hundred-year-old lintel extending across the left of the river can continue to exist, or that it can remain glorious for a long time, and other Guanlong high-ranking clans and the Five Surnames and Seven Clans are the same? Or, even if Wang and Chen Jun Xie are gone, there will always be new gatekeeper clans to replace them? For example, if I climb high, there will be some new Jiang Nan nobles like the Southern Long Magistrate Ouyang clan in the future?"

The cheap son-in-law of the Chenjun Chen Jun Xie clan, one of the Five Surnames and Seven Clans of the Great Zhou, asked and answered himself, shaking his head gently:

"Junior sister, everything that history gives as a gift has actually been secretly marked with a price. A certain page of history has actually been written conspicuously... These gatekeeper clans, who don't even put the new imperial examination in their eyes and arrogantly recruit poor scholars, have at most only the time of the Great Gan and Great Zhou dynasties left, like this fiery red sunset in late autumn, which is the last brilliant glory.

"After that batch of princes from the Pre-Qin period turned into piles of white bones, this batch of gatekeeper clans that have risen for nearly a thousand years will also inevitably perish."

Chen Jun Xie Chen Jun Xie Lingjiang looked at the sweetheart in front of her, whose words were calm but exceptionally resonant, with a dazed expression.

(End of Chapter)