Zhu Chenjian

The opening chapter of the new book "The Story of Jingyuan" has been updated. During the Tianxi period of the Northern Song Dynasty, in Hongde Ancient Nunnery, the soul of later generations fell on Shi Fengwei, a seven-year-old concubine in the Hou Mansion. Others said that her destiny was set and she was born to be a blade at the mercy of others. Trapped within the high walls of the capital, she has seen through all the difficulties of etiquette in the deep house. She is unwilling to follow the crowd and just wants to hold her destiny in her own hands. The writing style is realistic with Song rhyme, taking the route of slow and hot group portraits, the romance scenes are light, and the writing is not mindless and refreshing. Friends who prefer a sober and independent heroine with a Song Dynasty background can read it. "The seventeenth year of Tianxi, the third day after the spring equinox. The mountain wind is a measured guest. When it blew past the mottled mountain gate of Hongde Temple, it deliberately avoided the broken-horned stone lion and only gently lifted the faded flag; when it passed by the green tiles of Nian Sheng'an, only a few pieces of old moss and ash were shaken off, and it did not even disturb the newly built swallow's nest under the eaves. The willow eyes have just opened, and the begonias have burned into clouds. The crimson petals flew down in the wind, passing by the half-tilted banners, and finally stopped on the unopened window lattice. The envelope had no words and no words, just a faint pink fingerprint, which seemed to be some kind of silent invitation. "

Summary of treasure hunting clues in "Wangyue" (for readers' checking only) Chapter 1 Corresponding verse: How about Dai Zongfu? Qi Lu is still young Excerpt from the original text: Fengwei silently opened the old book beside his pillow. The title page is handwritten by my aunt, the ink is slightly smeared, and the words are like engraved words: "My daughter Fengwei, please don't swallow your humiliation." In the blank space of the sky, there is another line of small characters in light ink, which is an idle pen left by a scholar of the previous dynasty: Daizong Qilu is still young. Chapter 2: The published text is not embedded, and the missing sentences are arranged to be filled in Chapter 8 Chapter 3 Corresponding verse: Yin and Yang cut off the dusk (The original text is embedded in the paragraph) Once entering the court, there is a dispute, light and dark are divided, Yin and Yang cut off the dusk, and the good and evil in people's hearts only happen in a blink of an eye. Chapter 4 Corresponding verses: Zeng Yun is born from breasts (the artistic conception is pre-embedded, no direct verses) Excerpt from the original text: She unfolded a scroll of the "Bronze Man Acupuncture Illustration" with yellowed edges. The sunlight penetrated the branches and leaves, and the layers of tree shadows fell between the pages. The layers of clouds came and went, and suddenly she felt the energy in her chest surge. Chapter 5 Corresponding verse: Jue Canthus brings in the returning bird (four characters intercepted and buried) Intercepted from the original text: His eyes are sharp, Jue Canthus penetrates into the smallest detail, and no trace of a flying bird can escape the scrutiny of his eyes. Chapter 6 Corresponding verse: Will be the best at the top (the whole sentence is embedded in the mood) Original text: The depression in her chest was swept away, and the young man's spirit suddenly rose. At this moment, she just wanted to stand firm, be the best at the top, and no longer huddle in the small space of forbearance and concession. Chapter 7 Corresponding verse: Seeing all the mountains and small mountains at a glance (the whole sentence is embedded in the mood) Intercepted from the original text: After this fall, her vision suddenly broadened, she could see all the small mountains and small mountains at a glance, and she no longer refused to be trapped in the old dream of blindly giving in. Chapter 8 Fill in the missing sentence: Good Fortune Zhongxiu (four-character interception: Good Fortune Zhongxiu) Intercept from the original text: Mrs. Liu smiled lightly, still as indifferent as the moonlight covering the snow: "Half of my life, I have been fragrant, and the fragrance can best illuminate people's hearts. Your girl is blessed with good fortune Zhongxiu, and her aura is self-generated. She is by no means an ordinary boudoir girl." Chapter 10: Only the artistic conception of the chapter "Looking at the Mountain" is hidden, without the original text of the poem Excerpt from the original text: Holding this volume is holding an invisible ruler. It can not only measure the warmth and warmth of people in the world, but also examine one's own choices of advancement and retreat. One day, when you climb the mountain and look far away, your vision will expand. Attachment: Du Fu's complete poem "Wang Yue" (original text of the standard answer) How is Dai Zongfu? Qilu is still young. The clock of good fortune is beautiful, and the yin and yang are separated by the dusk. Zeng Yun is born in the chest, and the returning bird enters the canthus. When you reach the top of the mountain, you can see all the mountains and small mountains at a glance. [Extra Small Theater·Fragrant Crane Holding Cloud Record] In the Sutra Collection Pavilion of Hongde Temple at midnight, the corners of the eaves are cold, and the moonlight shines obliquely on the feet of the bronze crane. The green smoke in the furnace suddenly trembled, the crane's beak slowly opened, and the voice was clear and warm, like newly roasted pine nuts gently colliding in a porcelain jar. Xianghe shook the fragrant dew condensed on the tips of his wings and spoke slowly: I say, little girl, you were so respectful when you knelt on the futon that my neck almost bent into a big question mark. This pot of "Bodhicitta" you offer is no ordinary incense. Agarwood is for the bones, sandalwood is for the veins, benzoin is for the spirit, tulip is for the heart. In the past, when Mrs. Liu put on this fragrance, she even breathed very lightly, fearing that the turbid air would ruin the tranquility. The crane's neck turned slightly, and the smoke swirled, turning into a curved question mark. Have you ever noticed? After the Queen Mother smelled the incense, her fingers twirling the beads remained motionless for a long time. The moment Zheng Baishi took the incense box, his sleeves slipped down, and an old scar on his wrist was revealed. It echoed the finger marks left on the day you received the hand, just like an old encounter in the wind and snow. It lowered its beak, the smoke was thick, and whispered in a lowered voice: To be honest, you are lying down to beg for mercy, but your spine is stronger than my bronze crane legs. You offer the incense calmly and feel calm and stable. Don't argue about right or wrong, just pray for the safety of your family. The words are concise and candid, which is far better than many court reports. It's not the fragrance that elevates you, it's your own character that refines the muscles and bones of the herbs and spices. The crane's wings suddenly spread out, and the green smoke rose into the sky, condensed into four short poems: The crane does not hold the elixir in its mouth to carry the clear air, the furnace does not carry things to carry the stars. At the age of nine, the fire of fame was burned away, A wisp of it rose to become a door-knocking hand. The clouds and smoke slowly dissipated, and Tonghe slowly closed his eyes, slowly leaving a sentence: When you burn my incense in the future, remember to prepare a cup of warm tea. Even if I am a psychic and talk too much, I still need to moisten my throat.