Chapter 484

337. Little Junior Sister's Little Inspection Expert

"Chen Jun Xie girl, how long are you going to whisper?"

"It's not whispering, it's discussing serious business."

"What serious business is there that this Immortal Aunt can't hear? Could it be that it's not suitable for the Immortal? It always feels so strange. The three of you are in one room, drinking warm wine...

"Hmm, actually, this Immortal Aunt can drink a little too. Dip my finger in and taste it. Little Meilu Xuan used to let me taste the wine of Dahuang, it was really exciting..."

"Immortal? Eldest Ru Shixiong said you are several hundred years old, said you are some old fairy..." Her voice was crisp and gentle: "No, you can't drink. Eldest Ru Shixiong said that once you drink, you easily hiccup, and then the spiritual ink will smell like wine."

"He is the most immoral, none other."

"Shh, someone is coming, pull your head back."

Prince Xunyang Prince's Mansion, Meiying Study, at the stairs of the Zhu Building.

Chen Jun Xie Chen Jun Xie Lingjiang learned from Eldest Ru Shixiong, cupped her hands in her sleeves, and pressed her palms against the small head of the little female Daoist in Confucian robes who was rubbing against her in her sleeves, rubbing it gently.

The noble lady of the Chen Jun Xie clan stood straight, carrying the little ink spirit in her sleeves, and walked down the stairs without looking sideways, passing a group of maidservants moving books in the courtyard.

The little maid with a bun face was directing the maidservants to place the books moved from outside in the designated positions.

"Eh, where is Miss Chen Jun Xie going?" Sister Caishou asked curiously.

As she spoke, her gaze moved slightly downward, she glanced, and then quickly returned to normal.

"Going back next door to get something." Chen Jun Xie Chen Jun Xie Lingjiang said softly: "Sister Guo'er asked you to rest after moving this batch of books and continue in the evening. Let everyone withdraw from the courtyard first."

"Alright."

"You go ahead."

Sister Caishou watched the graceful back of the elegant and clear Miss Chen Jun Xie disappear at the courtyard gate.

She looked down at her own toes, which were in full view, and sighed.

There was some envy in her eyes.

"Miss Chen Jun Xie's figure is really good, worthy of being a noble lady of the Chenjun Chen Jun Xie clan."

Young ladies from ordinary families, as long as they have some beauty, are good at dressing up, using outfits or makeup to highlight some advantages.

Those who are more exquisite and intelligent know how to tailor a set of clothes that fit their figure and use high-quality fabrics to deliberately highlight their figure.

These are all little tricks and little comparisons between young ladies.

But according to Sister Caishou's long observation, Miss Chen Jun Xie is different. Not only does she not highlight it, but it can also be seen that she is trying hard to hide this extra-large, no, extra-long feature.

For example, the chest-wrapping fabric is tighter, and she wears clothes of the same color, such as bright red, saying goodbye to layering, covering up the broad chest from a visual perspective.

It can be seen that she is really trying hard to hide it, but the nutrition is just excessive. Hmm, it seems to be very consistent with what the young lady often teases: the way of man is to damage the insufficient to supplement the surplus.

Especially since Miss Chen Jun Xie's speech is serious and crisp and pleasant to hear.

She has less of the reckless and impulsive temperament of the red dress she had when she first met in Dragon City, and has more of the unique charm of a woman.

However, some things are still preserved. For example, her eyebrows are still fierce and righteous, giving people a feeling of being inviolable.

So Sister Caishou and other maids are a bit respectful and afraid of this Miss Chen Jun Xie.

It's just that Miss Chen Jun Xie's figure really makes them unable to help but look more.

This sensory feeling is a bit contradictory. Clearly, she knows that Miss Chen Jun Xie is a very decent and serious young girl, a Great Xie Xiao Niangzi of the Bai Lu Dong Academy.

However, it always makes the maids in the courtyard can't help but think about what Miss Chen Jun Xie is like in private in front of Young Master Magistrate Ouyang, and whether she has the posture of a young daughter...

Chen Jun Xie Chen Jun Xie Lingjiang didn't know that Li Guo'er's personal maid was so prone to wild thoughts and loved reading little storybooks.

She walked back to the courtyard of Yilanxuan.

First, she found an excuse to send the maids in the courtyard away.

Except for close people like Li Guo'er and Yan Yan Liulang, it is better for the little ink spirit not to be seen by others.

Especially not letting the female officials of the Supervisory Court outside know.

Seeing that people had left, Miaosi couldn't help it in her sleeves and began to drill out.

"Chen Jun Xie girl, it's so strange, it's really so strange. The three of you are in one room. The more I think about it, the stranger it gets. Mainly because you, Chen Jun Xie girl, are too simple and can't play against little Little Rongzi who likes to make trouble. That beautiful little princess surnamed Li is also the same, her eyes always like to look at you two, and I don't know what she is hiding in her heart. I always feel that she is not a little white rabbit. You must also be careful."

She poked out a small head and gave detailed instructions.

"Where is it strange?"

Chen Jun Xie Chen Jun Xie Lingjiang shook her head:

"We are really going to talk about serious business. If you, a little thing, were added, that would be strange."

"How is this Immortal Aunt strange? Do I not look like someone who talks about serious business?"

Chen Jun Xie Chen Jun Xie Lingjiang's plain hands were spread flat in front of her abdomen. Miaosi stood on her hand, raised her small head, but found that she couldn't see Chen Jun Xie Chen Jun Xie Lingjiang's face, as her vision was blocked.

At this moment, the sun was right in the middle of the sky. The little ink spirit only felt a shadow blocking the top of her head, preventing the sunlight from coming down, and it was even more airtight.

It happened to be a good place for shade.

Miaosi didn't expect this either, and her small face couldn't help but be slightly stunned.

Above, Chen Jun Xie Chen Jun Xie Lingjiang, whose expression could not be seen clearly, seemed to shake her head.

"We are flipping through books to talk about some things from the Northern and Southern Dynasties. You won't be interested."

"Northern and Southern Dynasties? This Immortal Aunt is familiar with it, but I really have no interest. How can it be as good as a peaceful era? It's just you guys who are full and idle, recalling the chaos of war... By the way, Chen Jun Xie girl, this Immortal Aunt has seen quite a few people from your old Chen Jun Xie family. Why do I feel that you Jiangzuo noble families all like to raise geese."

Miaosi giggled, and after finishing, she turned around and leaned into Chen Jun Xie Chen Jun Xie Lingjiang's arms, using the back of her head to cushion herself against something, wanting to change to a comfortable posture.

However, because she was too short, not only did she not cushion herself, but her small head was also pressed down.

Suddenly, she felt a heavy pressure that she shouldn't have to bear at this age.

She arched her back and looked up, clicking her tongue in wonder: "However, this Immortal Aunt didn't see it before. Your old Chen Jun Xie family's nutrition is so good, and there is this kind of good fertility..."

"What are you saying, no nonsense."

Miaosi was halfway through her exclamation when she was tapped on the small head by Chen Jun Xie Chen Jun Xie Lingjiang.

She turned her head and waved her fists:

"It is true. It's hard to say in terms of literary talent, but Chen Jun Xie girl, in terms of... in terms of fertility, you are definitely at the forefront of so many Chen Jun Xie clan women. Maybe in the future, like a Chen Jun Xie clan woman who was famous for her poetry a hundred years ago, you will leave your name in history... Hmm, don't cover this Immortal Aunt's mouth..."

Chen Jun Xie Chen Jun Xie Lingjiang didn't look angry on her face, and said gently:

"Eldest Ru Shixiong is right. Sometimes I really should tear your mouth."

She covered the petite body of the little female Daoist in Confucian robes with both hands, placed her on the table, bent down, brought her pretty face close, and gave detailed instructions in a low voice:

"Alright, stay in my courtyard properly. I asked someone to bring a few white geese from the Jingyi Pavilion. They are in cages. I will have them sent over later, but don't pull out a ground of goose feathers again later."

"No, I have to take it out on them. Hehe, if only the merit was deducted from little Little Rongzi, if there really is merit in the world."

Chen Jun Xie Chen Jun Xie Lingjiang shook her head with a smile and touched her small head.

She turned around, ready to walk away.

"Cough cough, did Chen Jun Xie girl forget something?"

Miaosi cleared her throat and asked with a straight face.

Chen Jun Xie Chen Jun Xie Lingjiang didn't stop her movements. Looking at the direction, it turned out not to be walking out of the courtyard gate.

She walked back to the room, and after a while, brought out three long lacquer boxes stacked together, returned to the stone table, and placed them in front of Miaosi.

Miaosi couldn't wait to push open the sliding lid of the top lacquer box with both hands, and a faint ink fragrance, similar to a summer pine forest, floated in the air in front of the table.

Inside the box lay a piece of elegant ink, pitch-black like a crow's feather, long and rectangular, with an oval top, simple and without patterns.

There were two cursive characters faintly engraved on it: Lan She.

It looked like there were three such ink sticks in total.

"Heh."

Miaosi plunged into the box. I don't know if she had any supernatural powers, but the thick ink on the ink sticks didn't stain her clothes at all. Instead, there were faint, endless ink-colored thin lines, like virtual shadows, emerging from the ink sticks and sinking into the skin of the little ink spirit, which was as exquisite as white porcelain under her Confucian robes.

Some sank into her white Confucian robes and Daoist crown, and the white Confucian robes and Daoist crown, which originally tended to be plain and looked unremarkable, became increasingly "clear," and like the fine hairs on her white porcelain skin, became visible in every detail.

This state is similar to the growth of grass and trees in early spring under fast-forward, becoming increasingly robust and healthy.

The ink-colored silk threads like virtual shadow aura emerged from the ink sticks and drilled into Miaosi's body like earthworms. I don't know if it was an illusion, but the ink sticks seemed to gradually shrink by a circle.

"Lan She, Wu Jue, Song Shi... Not bad, not bad. It still has to be your Chenjun Chen Jun Xie clan. There are even such handed-down famous family elegant inks of this level. Delicious, delicious, it's really well-fired."

The little ink spirit was so happy she almost jumped up, opening the three lacquer boxes one by one, counting her treasures.

"And at a glance, it's been kept on the shelf, full of bookish fragrance... Was it treasured for a long time in a study left by some ancestor of your Chenjun Chen Jun Xie clan, or in your clan's secret treasury?"

Chen Jun Xie Chen Jun Xie Lingjiang nodded and said softly: "I asked Aunt to take it from Wu Yi Lane. It is said that a clan uncle who loves making ink was reluctant to part with it."

"Of course he was reluctant. Except for Chen Jun Xie girl and your aunt, your Chenjun Chen Jun Xie clan used to be very stingy. Last time when I lived in your Wu Yi Lane, this Immortal Aunt was brave and resourceful, but I didn't sneak into your family's secret treasury. You hide it really deep."

Chen Jun Xie Chen Jun Xie Lingjiang was helpless: "Eldest Ru Shixiong is right. Little Miao, your hands and feet are indeed a bit unclean, and you love stealing things."

"Who said that? What is called stealing?"

The little ink spirit with a heavy sense of theft was turning her back to Chen Jun Xie Chen Jun Xie Lingjiang, eating ink in the lacquer box, and turned around when she heard this.

Miaosi stiffened her neck and said:

"It's because the follower is useless that this Immortal Aunt has to come out and hunt by herself. That follower back then was the most useless, none other. Hmm, Little Meilu Xuan is better than that follower, at least Little Meilu Xuan would occasionally bring back some scraps from the Hanlei Ink Studio for this Immortal Aunt, although I still wasn't full... Hiccup."

She hiccuped, covered her mouth, and then muttered in a muffled voice:

"But Little Meilu Xuan also wasn't full, she didn't deliberately starve this Immortal Aunt. This is called sharing blessings and sharing difficulties. Little Meilu Xuan is so good. It would be even better if she didn't go back to practice Dao with the bull-noses of the Maoshan Shangqing Sect."

"Yes, it's a pity that Little Meilu Xuan is not here."

Chen Jun Xie Chen Jun Xie Lingjiang's tone was not without regret, and she said softly:

"Tell me what you want to eat, and I will get it for you. Don't steal things again."

"Not stealing, it's hunting, hunting! This is called foraging for yourself, understand, Chen Jun Xie girl?"

Chen Jun Xie Chen Jun Xie Lingjiang tilted her head slightly: "The cycle of heaven, don't be hunted by others."

"How is that possible."

Miaosi didn't care, and waved her small hands:

"Even the big white geese are not this Immortal Aunt's opponent. As for others, my follower just needs to make a slight move. My combination with the follower is generally invincible. Unless there is an enemy from the sky, otherwise it's all slaughter. The current little Little Rongzi has some potential.

"However, I need to give him some pointers. He is always a bit uninitiated. However, considering Chen Jun Xie girl is so virtuous and thoughtful, let's give him a chance to be a follower. My follower can save lives at critical moments."

"Save whose life?"

"Of course, this Immortal Aunt saving him." Miaosi rolled her eyes at Chen Jun Xie Chen Jun Xie Lingjiang.

Looking at the little ink spirit who was standing with her hands on her hips and loved to shout big words, Chen Jun Xie Chen Jun Xie Lingjiang was a bit puzzled about how she survived.

What if she encounters a tough opponent? Should she use her stiff mouth to touch it?

"So full, the fullest, none other."

Miaosi touched her bulging little belly, lay in the lacquer box to bask in the sun, and sighed.

Chen Jun Xie Chen Jun Xie Lingjiang walked over, poured her a bowl of clear spring water, placed it on the table, and said softly at the same time:

"Then I'll go first. Eldest Ru Shixiong and Sister Guo'er are still waiting for me. You wait for the geese here."

"Go, go, go back quickly. They are a lone man and a lone woman in one room. On weekdays, they are also sneaky. According to this Immortal Aunt, Chen Jun Xie girl, you can only go to see them at noon in the future. Other time periods won't work."

"Why is this?" Chen Jun Xie Chen Jun Xie Lingjiang was curious.

"Because something will happen sooner or later." The little ink spirit looked serious.

Chen Jun Xie Chen Jun Xie Lingjiang's tone was helpless:

"Alright, you play first. After eating good ink this time, you must listen to Eldest Ru Shixiong when you go back, and help him produce more spiritual ink. He seems to need it very much recently..."

"You are the one who needs it the most."

Miaosi interrupted and shook her head.

"You are a Grade 6 sage, Chen Jun Xie girl. Spiritual ink can well assist your Qi-refining technique, but you are good, letting this Immortal Aunt give all the spiritual ink to the stinky man."

Chen Jun Xie Chen Jun Xie Lingjiang was calm and said gently: "You must listen to him, understand?"

"I won't, I won't." Miaosi stood proudly: "He hasn't reached Grade 7 yet, and I don't know what he needs spiritual ink for. It seems he is secretly doing something. I don't know what bad things he is holding back. Fortunately, there is your bribe, Chen Jun Xie girl, otherwise this Immortal Aunt will definitely defeat little Little Rongzi's conspiracy."

Chen Jun Xie Chen Jun Xie Lingjiang touched Miaosi's head, patiently and softly:

"Eldest Ru Shixiong has his reasons for doing this. You cooperate well. If you are really hungry later, you can endure it and come to me to eat some good ink. Don't worry, I will tell Eldest Ru Shixiong to bring you over."

"Why is there a feeling of having an affair? It's a pity that you have a man, Chen Jun Xie girl." Miaosi turned over, supported her chin with both hands, and asked her outside the box with curiosity:

"However, why does Chen Jun Xie girl secretly bring it to this Immortal Aunt and not tell little Little Rongzi?"

Speaking of this, the little ink spirit curled her lips:

"Humph, the Hanlei ink sticks he brings back every time to claim credit and bargain can only be considered rations, especially after eating more of the good things you brought, Chen Jun Xie girl. Hehe, this Immortal Aunt feels that a lot of spiritual ink has been brewed, not bad, not bad."

"That's good." Chen Jun Xie Chen Jun Xie Lingjiang smiled sweetly.

Miaosi suddenly said:

"Miss Chen Jun Xie, don't be self-moved. If you are good to him, you have to say it. It's not that you want to ask for an account, but you can't pay for nothing, understand? You have to... have to sign an IOU. In the words of human men and women, that is signing a marriage contract, otherwise, the big pig's trotters will take it for granted."

Chen Jun Xie Chen Jun Xie Lingjiang seemed to lower her head and think for a while, but in the end, she didn't speak, silently tidied up the stone table, and turned around to leave.

"By the way, I forgot to report little Little Rongzi's recent performance to Chen Jun Xie girl."

Miaosi watched her back and suddenly tilted her head and spoke.

Not far away, Chen Jun Xie Chen Jun Xie Lingjiang's back stopped, and she didn't speak, as if waiting for her to continue.

"Humph, I knew you cared about this the most, Chen Jun Xie girl, but you were too embarrassed to ask. Are you afraid of looking like you are supervising him? You clearly think so, but you refuse to admit it. You are really saying one thing and meaning another. If you hold on like this, you will suffer a big loss, especially when you meet the most immoral little Little Rongzi." She said with hatred for iron not becoming steel.

Chen Jun Xie Chen Jun Xie Lingjiang looked back and glared at her.

Miaosi shrank her head and turned to be serious:

"Don't worry, little Little Rongzi has been very honest at home recently. He goes out early and returns late every day. Although he sometimes comes back late at night and eats dinner outside, he has never stayed overnight outside. Looking at his grave face every time he comes back, he should be busy with official business and came back after working overtime.

"He didn't bring any messy women home either. That fairy with a debt-collecting face from the Supervisory Court didn't come again.

"Little Little Rongzi has been performing well recently, except for being a bit doggy. Occasionally, I find him getting up at night, and he is secretly shrinking in the study to hold back bad things. I don't know who is so unlucky to be missed by him..."

After finishing, Miaosi patted her chest and said: "Anyway, don't worry, with this Immortal Aunt here, bad women will definitely not be able to enter. I will definitely help you watch him, Chen Jun Xie girl."

After Miaosi finished speaking, Chen Jun Xie Chen Jun Xie Lingjiang pursed her lips and turned her head, as if she hadn't heard it. She reminded her with a normal expression:

"Don't run around, wait for Eldest Ru Shixiong and me to come back."

"Oh oh, go, go, see what they are doing upstairs."

Miaosi waved goodbye.

After Chen Jun Xie Chen Jun Xie Lingjiang left.

She ate elegant ink happily for a while alone.

The courtyard was empty and silent.

A moment later, a maid entered and brought a few cages of big geese.

With a "whoosh," after someone walked in, the figure of the little female Daoist in Confucian robes on the table had disappeared. In the lacquer box that lost the elegant ink, there was another identical ink stick.

The maids didn't pay attention to the ink stick in the lacquer box. After placing the goose cages, they left one after another. In the lacquer box, the "ink stick" moved slightly, and in the next breath, it was about to change back and start riding the geese and pulling feathers.

Just at this moment.

"Meow."

On the wall of Meiying Study, a white lightning bolt darted down, running "whoosh whoosh," as if entering an uninhabited land.

On the table, with a "clatter," the lacquer box vibrated.

Miaosi raised her head in a daze and saw a furry paw resting on the edge of the box.

"You... what are you doing?"

The little cat head poked out, looked at the "talking ink stick," and tilted its head in doubt.

"The big geese are this Immortal Aunt's!" Miaosi immediately shouted vigilantly.

There is a kind of: Meow?

"Why are you peeking at this Princess?"

"I am not looking at Your Highness, I am flipping through a book."

"You better be flipping through a book."

"However, if Your Highness doesn't look at me, how do you know I looked at Your Highness."

"Peripheral vision felt it."

"I am also peripheral vision."

"Are you sure it's peripheral vision?"

"Peripheral vision."

On the third floor of the Zhu Building, in a study full of new books, Li Guo'er and Magistrate Ouyang Rong stared at each other for a while.

Magistrate Ouyang Rong thought for a while and pointed to the table:

"These poems and songs sent to Your Highness, shouldn't Your Highness read them a few more times?"

"I won't read them. They are obviously written by you perfunctorily. They are meaningless. They are all about jade plates, round gods, etc., messy."

Magistrate Ouyang Rong sighed.

Li Guo'er walked to the table, where there was a small fire stove, warming clear wine.

She lowered her eyes and poured a glass of wine, drank it alone, couldn't see the expression on her face, and her tone was cold:

"Recently, you have been sending them too frequently. Young Master Magistrate Ouyang, keep it a little. Offering courtesy for no reason, there won't be another hairpin for this Princess to wear, right? You are really too informal..."

Before Magistrate Ouyang Rong could speak, a light footstep came from the stairs, and someone approached.

"What informal, what hairpin, Eldest Ru Shixiong, Sister Guo'er, what are you two talking about?"

Chen Jun Xie Chen Jun Xie Lingjiang walked into the study with a stack of hardcover ancient books and asked curiously.

The atmosphere was quiet, and no one answered.

Chen Jun Xie Chen Jun Xie Lingjiang looked left and right, only to see one warming wine and the other flipping through books, both without looking sideways.