Empty fantasy - The sixth time: a beautiful painting, three glasses of wine, the spring breeze

The poem says:

the silk has been ordered and the widow has been kept. All of them have broken Hanfang together,

the blue bridge pestle breaks the Iceman’s axe, and Wuxia cloud sells jade mirror frost.

After all, where is the fate of the crime? It is expected that treachery and intrigue are the gods.

Wu fan told Cui Yun’s words and said that she said with tears: “I didn’t dare to explain to master. On the one hand, she asked attentively, but it was difficult. On the other hand, I thought about it. The young lady’s heart was sick. Only the master was willing to draw and pay attention to the young lady. There was still hope for her. So I had to put the words of the young lady into the water. I asked her why. She was fond of painting and painting. As you know, she once said: everyone has his own ambition and can’t be strong. There are women who have tried martial arts to become married, women of literature and ink, and people who have made contracts by singing couplets. That is to say, the way of friends can be understood by couples. Today, painting is the first thing I like, poetry is After that, I think most of the people who are good at calligraphy are good at painting, but few are good at painting. In the spring of this year, I occasionally drew a hundred beautiful pictures of spring festival nights. The styles are different. Ninety nine paintings have been drawn. If you want to draw another one, you can’t think of one. The young lady said that who could be creative and draw another one to make up the number, so she could sing with it and ask for it. However, if you think about it carefully, you can only play with the ladies and hide them in the brocade box. If you can make it visible, you can’t make it visible. Then there is no perfect day for this painting. Therefore, Miss Wang longed for a dream, and eventually she had to copy this image. Unexpectedly, her spirit dissipated, and then she gradually became thin and thin. The source of this disease was called ninety-nine. I think there are lots of people in Shifu’s nunnery. If there are talented young people who are good at painting, please finish this painting. It’s very lucky to ask them to finish this painting. However, we can’t say that it was written by a monk. Cui Yun has no choice but to think highly of it. I always pray that the master will act according to the chance and pay attention to it everywhere, so that she will not feel regenerated To give, that is to say, the councillors will be able to protect themselves from theft. ”

He took the picture out of his sleeve, knelt down on his knees and gave it to him. He said, “if I take the painting away from me for the sake of paying attention to it, I will not be able to protect the life of the young lady and bear me a lot of hardships. If the mechanism leaks and leads to the seizure of the boudoir, Cuiyun’s crime is very serious. I hope master can forgive me. I listen to his sincere and sincere words, which is really admirable. But is it OK for you to tell me the story of the painting? ”

Hua Chun said with great joy: “this marriage has eight or nine points of hope. I’m good at painting. Kuang has painted ninety-nine paintings. If it’s difficult to draw this one, you can write with confidence.”

So he asked Wu fan’s sleeve for the scroll page. Wu fan quickly took it out and handed it to Huachun. On the page, there were five characters of the picture of beauty in spring night. After a careful play, it turned out that there was a seven unique poem on the picture. The meaning of the poem was consistent with this image. However, the meaning of the painting was consistent with the image. Hua Chun thought it was easy before he asked to see him. When he looked through it several times, he found that none of the ninety-nine pictures he had copied were not in the ninety-nine paintings. However, he could not help but turn over the ninety-nine paintings and concentrate on his determination to make a copy of this one. After all, it was difficult to make a single one by bending over the table, guessing, pacing and looking up Painting.

Since it was late in the winter, I was afraid that I would sleep in the nunnery and be bothered by nuns. So I took this painting and took a rest in the boat on the back bank. After a few stops, Wu fan came to ask, “why didn’t you stay on the boat tonight? Why didn’t you get off the boat? You can’t take this one. I’ll give it back to me. ”

Hua Chun said, “master, why should I be suspicious? I have a word to tell you.”

So he jumped on the bank and gently said to Wu fan, “I stayed in the nunnery because I was distracted by other things at night, so I stayed in the boat for a night. I thought about this painting tonight, and I would like to hand it to my master tomorrow.”

When Wu fan hears the words and goes away, Huachun still gets off the boat, and the boatman takes the whole night’s meal and sleeps soundly. Hua Chun, sitting alone in the cabin, thought to herself, “no wonder Miss Chi Jiao is so ill that she must feel sick for this painting. It seems that Miss man’s illness has never been cured, and my illness has since been discharged. If you can think about it, then I will be born and miss man will live. If you don’t think about it, Miss man will die and I will die. I and miss man will live together.”

I was in a trance. Hearing the sound of chanting poetry on the shore, he blurred and said in surprise: “this is a remote and wild place. Why do people chant poems?”

Suspecting that it was a ghost or a God, he stepped out of the cabin door. Looking up, he saw that the river Geng star was shining, and the moonlight was not on, and there was no shadow on all sides. He was about to go back into the cabin. He heard a chant over there:

it is difficult to describe all kinds of shyness in the picture, and let his Mandarin tent be romantic.

After hearing this, Huachun suddenly woke up and realized: “yes, this picture can be completed. This is not a chant from the mortal world, but it must be inspired by the gods.”

Then he went to the nunnery tomorrow. He unfolded his hand and painted a picture of it. What do you think of this picture? A pair of embroidered shoes under the bed, a pair of beaded shoes standing on the side, and a maid squinting at the appearance of the hook shaking.

After Huachun painting, Da Yue said, “if it wasn’t for the instructions of the immortal’s poems, I would not have had this wonderful idea. Only this one can cover the ninety-nine images. It’s really a wonderful work of painting.” These four poems are inscribed at the end.

Wu fan happened to come to him and asked, “is this painting about Hua Xianggong enough?”

Huachun then woke up and said, “this painting is really helpful to God. You can see that there is no profanity in this painting. The chest is close to each other, and the arms are slightly hooked. It is also meaningful and romantic. When you take it to see Miss man today, you should be very happy and have a great spirit. Once you melt away your mind which is full of worries, you can get rid of it, but the beautiful thing is successful Then we can understand that every teacher has made a great impression on him. ”

Wu Fan said: “it doesn’t need to worry about it. The painting is finished. I’ll teach you how to cross the bridge and how to make a couple of Phoenix lovers. I’ll go tomorrow.”

When you arrive at the nunnery, you can only see the good news in the temple. In the afternoon, when Wu fan came back, he was sweating and panting. He said, “it’s not about the poor nuns that my husband and I are lucky.”

Hua Chun just got into his ear, but he was suddenly shocked. He thought that this was the realization. Because my heart was too hot, he tried this sentence to me. He said with a smile, “does master come to coax me again?”

Wu Fan said anxiously, “it’s not that I’m lying. My husband doesn’t know what’s wrong with him. The day before yesterday, councilor manwai and miss Pai eight said that hongluan is a high-looking girl, and it’s appropriate for her mother’s uncle to come to the mansion to hold the post. Yesterday, she was appointed to tie Hong, and sister Cuiyun didn’t know it until yesterday. So when I paid the painting the day before yesterday, I didn’t know. When I heard this letter, I had to hand it to Cuiyun I’ve come. ”

Hua Chun heard that he was still hesitant and questioned again and again. He was just filled with grief and anger. Fortunately, many nuns met for fun, and he was relieved to have a good night with Miss Dou. After half a month, he did not know what to do.

One day, ran read about Chi Jiao and thought that although her parents married Wang because they were happy to see her, Chi Jiao chose a talented person because she was interested in painting. The day before, she saw me continue painting. She may not miss her but love her. I’d better make me realize that she goes back to the whole family and try to find out how Chi Jiao’s heart is, or if there is still a return, I don’t know. Then he told Wu fan of this idea. Wu fan had no choice but to go back to his home.

At night, he returned to the nun with a smile and said, “I met Miss man in the outer room today. She was not lying in bed the day before yesterday. When I went in, I seemed to have a shy attitude. When I asked who had continued the painting, I announced it. She also described the character and beauty of my husband in detail. After hearing this, she just sighed After a long time of silence and lust, the poor nun was still hard to ask. So he had to say goodbye and had lunch with an Ren. Suddenly, the maid Cui Yun sneaked up to me and said, “Miss, if you want to burn incense in the nunnery in the future, please make the person who continues the painting stand up slowly.”. She asked why she had seen the painting. Although she had recovered from her illness, she said that although the painting was still there, the person who continued the painting could not help thinking about it. Therefore, when Hua Xianggong was in the nunnery and had a meeting with the young lady, she could take part in the power change or have the skill of Qu Quan. I’ll call it wonderful and come here as promised. ”

Spring surprise and joy mixed way: “green cloud road and fruit have this worry, not despair, but in the future need to see the scene, in order to plan good things.”

After a long time waiting in the hall, I saw the young lady of the man family coming in from far away. The old woman and the maid of Cuiyun were there the day before yesterday. In the cloister, Miss man also tilts her Phoenix eyes to see Huachun. Then Hua Chun escapes into the back hall and instructs Wu fan to do so and so. When she sits down in her bedroom, she hears the sound of laughter outside. She knows that Wu fan leads the Chi Jiao into the room. She sees that Wu fan and Jiao make the girl come together, but the old woman is not included.

Hua Chun got up and bowed, “the day before yesterday, I found that the lady’s exquisite painting brush is really exquisite and six techniques. She taught four painters and was good at portraying, but she also spread the spirit of rain. She started to open the box and was afraid to take advantage of the wind. However, the painting style was only ninety-nine, and one of them was missing. The young lady was so worried that she became ill. She wanted to continue to work in order to relieve her depression I still stop writing on the day. It’s the night that there is a poetic meaning given by the immortal. Therefore, I can understand this situation. Miss, don’t take this painting as an idle thought. ”

The Chi Jiao’s cheeks were flushed, and the warbler voice whispered: “I am not impressed with the kindness of your family, but I hate life as thin as clouds. The silk has been set, and this body can’t be a king.”

Hua Chun said: “in ancient times, there have been many fortunes and adventures. Jia used to see the curtain, and then from his spouse. Cui Ying tried to wait for the moon to renew the alliance. The affairs of talented scholars and beautiful women are not only firmly bound by the etiquette and law, but also constrained by them. I hope you can think about it again.”

When Chi Jiao hears the speech, she is silent. She realizes that she is afraid of the arrival of the old woman. Hua Chun comes out of the room and walks to Huiyuan’s room. There are two Jin Ping Mei books on Huiyuan’s Wuwu table. Hua Chun asked falsely, “what Scripture is master looking at?”

Huiyuan said with a smile: “the Scriptures look at him very much. What I read is a Book of leisure and fun.”

Hua Chun then sat down next to her and played with her. A piece of paper appeared in the book with a poem on it. Hua Chun thought that it must be a love word given by someone, so he read a poem and said:

one of them is

thinking that it is a lot of talent to miss this body, so she may not be true that she is a girl of twelve peaks.

He often accompanies Buddha before he repents, and he has no dust when he is out of the dust state,

there is no need to repeat romantic sentences. He sits on a futon every day to shed tears.

Secondly, worship frequency in front of the altar of the great masters, who is the dripping water of the poplar branch?

the dust of the new cassock will not leak out when the dust is applied in the sky.

A little Dharma lamp today, I’ve been dreaming for a hundred years, and now I’ve been in a muddle, and I haven’t been able to live in the future.

After writing slang sentence sense to Wu Fan Shi man also, Jiao Cao.

Hua Chun said: “these two poems were originally presented to master WuFan. Unexpectedly, Miss Chi Jiao is good at both painting and poetry. You can see the sadness and sigh in the poems. You can see that there are various reasons and consequences in the poems. The words are full of enlightenment. They are the most outstanding talents in the boudoir. However, when they are presented to all, Wu Fan Shi can not know himself.”

With a good grasp, still read a book, see the strong feelings, do not feel the turbulence of lust, embrace to Huiyuan way: “empty copy its God, how proud of its thing.”

Huiyuan had already been in love with her. She put her hand around Huachun’s neck and kissed her mouth. Ying said with a smile, “the husband is not ready to join hands. Let’s get out of the thief’s hole and play in my peach blossom hole for a while.”

After that, Huiyuan got up and closed the door, two hugged each other, kissing lips and tongue, whizzing, you touched me, I touched you, both undressed, crowded into the curtain for a romantic time, really is:

The Golden Vase must be fun and strong, romantic and colorful words are passionate,

the talented person vowed to be a flower climbing hand and enjoy themselves in the clouds and rain.

After a short period of time, Huachun went out of the room and walked to the hall. He saw Wu fan send Miss man in and said to Hua Chunyun, “things have been harmonious. Just now Cuiyun told me to go to the city with you tomorrow. I will go to her house first. In the evening, you have to wait at the back door. At dusk, people will come out and lead you in. You can walk to the lady’s boudoir. Why worry about the lack of balcony road.” Huachun can’t help but form eyebrows and eyelashes at this time.

The night is silent, and tomorrow, I will go to the holiday season, and then think to myself, “if I go with Wu fan, I will not be able to observe it. If she comes to man’s house first and then I enter the city, then I will not know the back door of man’s house.”

It’s better to dress up as a nun and go to the full house with Wu fan. If you can’t go back to the nunnery, you can stay overnight for a night. Then you can sneak into the embroidered boudoir at night, and you’ll save yourself a lot of twists and turns. The trick has been settled. When Wu fan goes into the room and takes off his clothes, Huachun takes off his riding boots, wears a wonderful new scarf on his head, a semi new red sandalwood cassock on his body, a Chinese ink Zen skirt around his waist, and a pair of four knot square head monk’s shoes on his feet. Wu Fan said: “if you want to borrow a bed with you, it’s early. You should enter the city after noon.”

So after a long delay in the nunnery, huachunxiu made a picture of ten beauties, and then he walked slowly out of the gate with Wu fan. Along the way, but there are few villages with few people and smoke. The wind is blowing in the wild village, and the branches are withering and the leaves are falling. This is the scene of promoting winter. About five or six li, he has entered the city, turned several streets and alleys to the head of the whole family. He walked into it. Hua Chun raised his eyes and opened his eyes carefully. Although he did not wait for the gentry’s family, he had a rich family atmosphere.

When he came to the back hall, he met with an Ren and asked, “this master, I have never met before. Is he not new to the nunnery?”

Wu fan should say, “it is.”

Then he asked, “why is it too late to enter the city today?”

Wu Fan said: “because I was in Master Zhang’s house in Zishi street in the morning, I was detained by the adults for lunch and chatted for a long time. So I wanted to go back to the nunnery. Because the young lady went to the nunnery yesterday, I don’t know if I could sleep well last night? I am very concerned about it, so I come in to greet you

Man an replied that he was grateful to master Yu, so he left to realize that Huachun stayed at home and did not spend much time eating overnight. He had already handed in Chu Gu. An Ren ordered her to sleep in the balcony outside the young lady’s room. Hua Chun was overjoyed at his words. The maid moved the lamp to the upstairs. Wu fan entered the room and chatted with the young lady. Huachun only sat down in the wing room. There are two shops in the room. The pillows and quilts are complete. Although they are not brocade and satin, they are also exquisite and lovely.

Shaoqing, WuFan came in to take off her clothes and go to bed. They were making a show. Seeing the maid Cuiyun enter the room with a smile, she threw her eyes out and raised her hands. Huachun followed Cuiyun into the room. Chi Jiao was at the edge of the bed, and her skirt had been untied. She only wore a small jacket in the color of Yang Fei, with a piece of gold inlaid on the big red satin trousers. She was taking off the pair of embroidered shoes like Hongling, which Hua Chun saw The scene, not aware of all her soul and soul, approached her. Chi Jiaoding recognized it carefully and said, “who dares to dress up and enter my boudoir at night?”

Huachun knelt down on his knees and said, “Xiaosheng was in the Xianglian nunnery yesterday. He once met with the young lady. Don’t you know each other? Miss Wan Wang feels pity for this painting tonight. I really hope to have a good relationship with Miss Wan Wang. I hope I can have a good relationship with her. I don’t know how to quench my thirst even though I have no relationship with Pingshui. I can’t help but Miss Wang’s thirst. If Miss wanwang abandons her mind, I’ll miss you without a bottom. I can’t help but go to the boundless spring road. How can I bear this? ”

After listening to his words, Chi Jiao felt the fragrance and tears from his heart and said, “I didn’t mean to visit my wife. I wanted to visit my wife in the painting the day before yesterday. Now you have a good pen and ink, and you are really my wife’s lover. Since you can’t finish the painting of beauty, you will be my benefactor, but your parents will be This is the dream of going to the high Tang Dynasty with you regardless of humiliation tonight. However, if you can’t serve the dustpan all your life, if you’re old with you, you’ll have a good night’s happiness, and I’m afraid you won’t take it. ”

Hua Chun said: “no, if you don’t plan for life, but just want to have a good night’s pleasure, you don’t care about life-long, and you just want to insult your ears. If you don’t care about life-long, you can’t reconcile the Qin and Jin Dynasties any more. If you cross the blue bridge tonight, you’ll have to spend a thousand dollars and hundreds of plans to plan for ten thousand yuan After a lifetime, it’s a lifelong commitment. In fact, it’s exciting to follow it overnight. It’s tortuous. I haven’t thought about you. ”

When Chi Jiao heard her voice, she did not say anything. The green cloud was watching her face. She blew out the silver lamp and pulled the door back. So Huachun held Chi Jiao in her arms. Her lips were close to each other. She laughed and spat out the tip of her tongue. She rubbed her chest, loosened her buttons, and took off her satin trousers. Chi Jiao half pushed herself into the curtain, and lowered the yuan curtain gently. Hua Chun laughed at Chi Jiao: “son and neighbor at this time, just like you and your neighbor The hundredth portrait is no different. Only a maid is waiting around. I don’t know when I’ll have to have a good time with you every night. If you copy the ninety-nine pictures, you can see that the talented people and beauties enjoy all the romantic things, and they are not ridiculed by the beauties in the painting. ”

Chi Jiao also has no words to answer, meaning to allow its Luan to topple, rain overturned clouds. It is: fragrant sandalwood mouth, chicken tongue, sweat wet chest, Phoenix cream, dripping flower heart, little red flow on the bottom.

The flower spring sees the appearance, has a kind of cherishing jade and pitiful fragrance means, three more things, respective sleep. In the morning, when the maid wakes up, Chi Jiao puts on her clothes. She looks into the mirror, and Huachun looks at it carefully. She is so beautiful that she is envious of all the shapes on the screen. She has a pity for the shadow in the mirror.

After a meal, Wu fan will return to the nunnery with Huachun. Chi Jiao orders Cuiyun to tell an Ren: “please go ahead, master WuFan. The master wants him to go around for several days and ask him for some pictures.”

Hua Chun was deeply moved when he heard that he was deeply moved, so he went out of the room and dived to WuFan and said, “although I am here to delay, you once said that there will be a gap to plan after the month is over. I come to the conclusion that the time is near. If you have any plan, you will write to me.”

Wu Fan said, “you don’t have to write. You have to go to the nunnery three days later, but you can’t do anything if you miss the date.”

At that time, when Huachun stayed at home, he carefully wrote the poems and postscripts about the landscape figures in Chi Jiaoxin’s paintings, so it’s unnecessary to say that he would be entertained at the end of the night. One day, I saw a pair of Chi Jiao’s sleeping shoes beside the embroidered bed’s Mandarin pillow. I felt that the fragrance was very attractive and the sharp weave was lovely. Chi Jiaoyun said: “the embroidered pillow and Mandarin quilt are particularly good, and the bridal chamber is running on the sleeping shoes. Have you ever broken the Wushan road and never come to Luoshui.

In the middle of the night, the spring breeze cures the dream, and a warm jade penetrates the Lang Huai,

in the dark, the fragrance is charming and drunk, and the red lotus is called a baby.

Chi Jiao smiles after listening to it, and does not bother to narrate.

After three days, Hua Chun hesitated and said, “if I go back to the nunnery today, I will not give up this love. If I don’t want to go, I will realize that the date can’t be missed. I have to go to the nunnery and see what she does.”

Because of taking out the beauty picture to give to Chi Jiao, he wanted to leave for nunnery. Chi Jiao said, “why does Lang Jun no longer live for a few days? I don’t know when I’ll see you again. If you go, my husband chooses a husband. What will happen?”

Hua Chun said, “you have nothing to worry about. If you go to the capital, if you lose your heart in chunguan, you will return here immediately. If you are lucky enough to serve a banquet in the apricot forest, you will have to leave to go out of the capital. You should not worry about the inferiors. You will turn back to your bowels at night and you will hurt your body.”

The two lingered and held hands, with tears streaming in their eyes. They were worried about the desolation but the rain and dew. They were hard-working on the road, and could not tell the wild shop to be full of wind and frost, and they were bound to cherish themselves. The Manchu women frequently hold hands to ask about the date of their return, and the husband of the surname Hua meets after his pulse is set. This kind of parting scene can not be described in the painting. Huachun had no choice but to return to the room for a long time, and then left Chi Jiao. She went out to thank an Ren and went all the way to Xianglian nunnery. Close to the gate of the nunnery, there is a faint drum, a bell, a cymbal, and a strange way: “what kind of Taoist temple is it today? Do you have to do the Dharma?”

When he arrived at the nunnery, he saw that there was No. 1 boat moored by the bank. There was a ginger yellow flag on the pole, and there were four characters in the main hall of the official department. When Huachun saw the banner, he was very puzzled. He walked into the nunnery and saw that all the nuns were in the hall, praying and chanting. There was a young beauty in the temple who worshipped Pu Tuan. Hua Chun saw her in plain clothes Before looking at the scene, I realized that this was no one else. She must be my sweetheart Dou Ruixiang. When she got close to her, she was sure to be. Secretly want to understand the words of the day before yesterday, the original plan out of this, see Wu fan is not in the hall, so quickly to the kitchen to find.

Wu fan is arranging vegetarian dishes with the Buddha. When she is finished, he goes to Yunfang and says, “although she is in the nunnery today, she is no better than Miss Chi Jiao. She can be provoked by bittern, and you will be able to settle down?”

Wu Fan said: “because she repented her husband, she worshipped Liang emperor in the nunnery for three days. After three days, Fang went home and said that she would stay in the poor nun’s room because of many inconveniences. She drank wine at night and poured her into bed. Then she put her husband into the room. She took off Luo skirt with her and slowly loosened the embroidery belt to achieve Luan friendship, The first taste of the jade liquor has been enchanted for a time. The ice and snow in yaochi lake has turned into rain clouds in Wuxia gorge. As the poor nun said the day before yesterday, he had to cheat on the situation, but he could still do it. ”

The design of the two men has been decided. Huachun steps out of the hall and is next to the nuns. Her mouth is indistinct. If she recites the classic appearance, this pair of pretty eyes is destined to be on Ruixiang. If she describes her behavior, she is not like a girl who cherishes spring. She is charming and charming. It is not long before it is late, and the temple lights up to shine brilliantly.

Until the end of the ceremony, she was led to Yunfang’s room. Only Wu fan and Huachun were drinking with each other. Wu fan poured a cup of wine, and then filled it with Ruixiang. Ruixiang said, “I have never used wine. Please use one.”

WuFan is forced to drink it again. Huachun refuses to drink more. She suddenly remembers the drunken pill presented by the Taoist priest. She takes it out of her body and pours it into the pot. Ruixiang refuses to drink it. Hua Chun insists on drinking because of her strong persuasion: “this wine is very mild, not as violent as new wine. You can drink more cups.”

Ruixiang was forced to drink half a cup of wine, and fell down on the bed. The two maids were also intoxicated with wine. WuFan helped them to sleep elsewhere. Huachun closed the door, pulled up the curtain, and quickly undressed with her. The white pines on her arms were like snow lotus roots, and the white fragrant oil and oil emulsion on her chest was like jade. She could feel them tightly Saima garden is greasy and greasy. She takes off her skirt and trousers, but she sees that her navel is small. There is no hair shadow under the navel. It is plump and plump. It is like steamed bread with white flour. The garden is protruding, and one of the seams is tightly closed. Her white legs look like a flawless jade. Her body is bright under the candlelight.

At this time, Hua Chun’s soul was fascinated and could not stop looking at it. She took a finger to her wonderful place and dug it. She moved her middle finger into it. When she saw that the slit was a little open, she fell over and licked the tip of her tongue on it, which made the vulva wet. It was not clear that Yin water was saliva. Huachun gently stepped on her body and pulled the head of the chicken, which was as hard as iron, to the female, and pulled it in. Ruixiang suddenly shudders and suddenly her eyes open. Then you scream. It turns out that Ruixiang doesn’t drink much. After being drunk, she only feels a dull pain in her abdomen, and you’er just wakes up.

I don’t know what I’m going to do after I’m surprised. Please look at it next time.