The girl asked while walking down the stone steps along the terrace.

The stone bowl on the terrace is said to condense the moonlight into dew every day on Gengshen, and a bowl of snow and incense ash is now accumulated.

The maid was carrying the scriptures. Every time the young lady spent money to invite the scriptures, she threw them away and had never read them. But the maid's mother was in charge of the general's house and was a good person to recite the Buddha's name. Every time the maid got a scripture, she took it to her mother. She thought to herself that this scripture would make her happy for ten days and half a month, and followed the young lady, and had some thoughts and replied, "I heard that a man lived in."

"when?"

"It seems like half a month ago. Speaking of which, there are still many bricks and tiles left in the garden, which are from our mansion."

"Is he a magical power?"

As they said that, the two of them came to the carriage. The groom lowered the pedals beside the shaft. The girl rubbed the white horse's mane and walked into the car.

"I don't know this, I just heard that it was from the Qing Tombs in Lizhou."

"Lizhou? That's far away." The girl got into the carriage, brushed away the snowflakes on her sleeves, and only brushed a few pieces, and the snow was melted by the warmth in the car.

"Miss, don't get frozen." The maid entered the carriage, put a purple silk cloak on the girl, and then turned around and said to the groom, "Let's go!"

The groom put away the pedal, shaking the reins and driving the horse, and the clouds and wind talismans appeared on the wall of the wheel hub.

The oil-blocked car left Daxiangguo Temple, and there was almost no vibration in the car.

The rumors about the owner of the abandoned garden passed through the girl's ears, leaving no trace. She grew up in Yujing City and had heard of countless rumors.

The oil-blocked car passed the silk shop in the east of the temple, drove up the Yunqiao, passed the Binxiang Pavilion on the Feilou, and turned south.

The girl lifted the curtain and looked west.

There is a courtyard house to the west of Xiangguo Temple, with a Shaozhu courtyard. The monk said that the word Shaozhu means that the word Shaohua and the red faces are empty. However, the people in the market said that there was a monk in the courtyard that often ate roast pork, so the courtyard house was originally called the roast pork courtyard. Because it sounded indecent, it was later changed, and it was first changed to roast pork and then Shaozhu.

There is a Longyou Soup in the royal soup restaurant west of the pork garden. Longyou Soup Supervisor said that the true dragon emperor went to this pool to bathe, which is called Longyou. However, the people in the city said that one day the saint took a bath in the pool, which was very warm. He fell asleep in the pool in a casual mood. When he was half asleep and half awake, he suddenly felt the water flowing in the pool. When he opened his eyes, he was a big white dragon lying in the water, so the soup pool was called Longyou Soup. In addition, an ancient well in Yinxian Lane west of the soup hall was also called Loongyang Well by the people, saying that an old dragon was buried in the well.

This kind of strange legend was born in the conversations of the people in the tea shops in Yujing City. There are many stories every day, and the same thing can also be spread.

The girl looked west again, looking far away from the west gate of Yujing City. The gateside Lingguang Bridge and the entrance of the Zichen Lane are the residences of the two giant tribes Mengzhu Tang clan and Guling Chen clan.

Before the Dayong Dynasty, the world was chaotic. In just four hundred years, nine dynasties were changed. At that time, these two prominent families had a prosperous power and had a strong power. Even if the dynasties changed, the ministers of the two surnames remained high, claiming to be "the rise and fall of the nine dynasties, but the affairs of the Tang Dynasty's doorstep". Now, although these two prominent families are not as powerful as they were, they are also lush. In the Tang Garden, there is a Xinyuan, and the "Xinyuan's Elegant Collection" in the "Three Elegant Collections" of Dayong comes from here.

"Who did Prince Tang hire this time?" she asked.

"Most of them are the juniors who are going to enter Qianyuan Academy recently, Yuanhun of Lingqiu, Zhao Jingyuan of Zhuanyu, Xie Ningzhi of Junzhu..."

The maid said seven or eight names.

The girl thought something.

"When the Tang Dynasty prince consort invited famous scholars to celebrate the festival in Xinyuan, Li Chengzhou painted the "Xinyuan Elegant Collection Pictures", and Yang Yuanzhang also wrote the "Xinyuan Elegant Collection Pictures". The Xinyuan Elegant Collection has become one of the three major collections and is famous for painting. This time, no one among the people invited by the Tang Dynasty prince consort, seems to be good at painting."

"The little lady has been successful in learning painting from Mr. Xu, and then she will also draw a collection of elegant pictures, which will shock the four seats." The maid smiled and felt a little proud.

"I'm still far from it."

The carriage crossed the bridge, the wind and snow and the city wall were blocked by the flying building. The girl lowered the curtains and had stars on her eyelashes.

"Now Master Jiuxiang has won the pen. Mr. Xu and General Jinwu Guard are the only remaining divine painters in the world. The young lady is Mr. Xu's disciple, so there is no need to be so humble."

"Even Mr. Xu often says that one mountain is even higher than another." The girl smiled, paused for a while, and sighed: "Mr. Jinxia came back from Liuzhao and had the idea of ​​closing the pen."

"Why?" The maid opened her eyes wide.

"Mr.'s talent in painting is rare in a century. He should be a leading figure in the painting world. Unfortunately, he was in the same dynasty as the Painting Saint. Mr. traveled to Liuzhao for several years and failed to go further. He seemed a little discouraged."

The girl's sigh was buried in the sound of horse's hooves and wheels.

...

The oil-walled car entered the mansion from the wide open side door, passing through the numerous pavilions like arrow towers.

Since the Fengchenwei's lord has gone west, there have been fewer figures in the jade capital with red clothes and golden armor.

The girl pulled off the purple silk cloak, and after dinner, the sky gradually darkened and the snow had stopped. The military flag tiles of General Fengchen's mansion were still lush, but they seemed a little empty and extremely quiet. A few roars sounded outside the wall. When she turned around, she saw that there were cloud bridges flying in the darkness, and the sunset was swallowed by the heavy tower, leaving half of the blood in the sky.

She suddenly remembered the news she heard outside the Xiang Temple, and the abandoned garden. When she was young, she often went to the abandoned garden to play, and still vaguely remembered some things. She called her maid and took the lantern to Shengxiang Tower.

Shengxiang Tower is located west of the General's Mansion, higher than many flying buildings in Guangzhaifang. She climbed to the top of the stairs, pushed open the west window, and looked down.

The small garden of one and a half acres is covered in the twilight, and several new houses are added.

Seeing this abandoned garden, she remembered that she had climbed into the wall when she was young. When she heard about her father's battles, she went to the abandoned garden, built buildings with bricks and tiles, built cities, caught insects and ants, and arranged troops. She also heard that the magic sword in a sword tomb was born, and the sword energy soared into the sky, so she buried the wooden sword she had cut into the garden. When it broke through the ground, she forgot where it was buried. She once saw the chess pieces in the abandoned pavilion, and she used her fingers to pick them up for a few days, but she couldn't hold them down. Once, she was scolded by her father and ran away angry. Dozens of Fengchen Guards searched several buildings and finally invited her from the old locust tree in the abandoned garden.

She had long forgotten about this abandoned garden, but now the abandoned garden has changed its appearance, but it has brought back memories.

The weeds in the garden are gone, and the grass and wood ash are all over the ground.

Under the wooden shed, the black donkey's head reached into the feeding trough.

The white cat chased the crow and rushed from the east kitchen to the main house.

As the night became darker, a woman in red walked into the East Kitchen, and another sick man with a blue-faced face came out with a bucket.

The night fog is everywhere in the garden, and some other figures appear and disappear from time to time.
Chapter completed!