Chasing the Immortal Road

What does Chapter 4 really mean?
In March of Yangchun, everything is new, willows are green and flowers are red, and the entire capital of Jiguo is a scene of prosperity.

Zhenbei General’s Mansion is also full of spring, with gurgling water among the rockery pavilions, fresh and green willow leaves, early birds singing to their heart’s content, and hundreds of flowers competing to bloom... This beautiful scenery is often intoxicating, but it is not Everyone's mood can echo this image of vitality.

The morning light is slightly dew, in the Begonia Courtyard on the west side of the General's Mansion.

"Miss, get up quickly!"

A slightly urging voice seemed to come from the distant sky, and the bowl that had just been brought to his mouth cracked inch by inch again, turning into powder and scattering into the air.Yun Qingluo rubbed her eyes, patted her drowsy head irritably, opened her eyes and stared blankly at the top of the tent.

Does it have any special meaning?
In the past few days, she has had the same dream repeatedly: she is drifting in the chaos, everything around her seems to be separated by a layer of gray mist, and she can't see it clearly. In the end, she will take it from a skinny hand. A bowl with a few small gaps on the edge, but every time, when she was about to drink the cloudy soup in the bowl, she would wake up instantly!Sometimes I was woken up by the thunder in the rainy night, sometimes I was pulled back by the soft cry of Luer in the morning, and sometimes... I was not even disturbed by any outside world.In short, the soup just couldn't enter my mouth.

It is said to be a dream, but it is not a dream. To be precise, it is the memory before my reincarnation, the bowl of Mengpo soup that was spilled.Maybe it's been seven years since I lived in peace, God is not used to it, first the words I overheard five days ago, and then the dusty past was suddenly torn apart, and even the uneasiness at that time also crept into my heart .

Why?Why have I always been preoccupied by this inexplicable anxiety recently?Will there be any bad consequences for not drinking that bowl of soup?But it wasn't that she wanted to escape, who knew that Huangquan's security measures were so inadequate...and she suffered such unexpected disasters.

"Miss? Miss?" Lu'er saw her young lady was staring at the ceiling in a daze again, her face fluctuating, she raised her hand and waved in front of her eyes.

"Miss, don't be in a daze, no matter how late you are, you should be late!" Lu'er urgently urged.

She and Mrs. Zhang watched the young lady grow up, but after the young lady was four years old, Mrs. Zhang left the mansion, and then a maid Xiaoyun came to serve the young lady with her, but Xiaoyun had something to do at home these days and asked for leave. go home.Now Miss is surrounded by her personal servant girl and a few rough servant girls.

She is seven years older than the young lady, but although the young lady has a bit of a weird temper, she has acted rationally and treated others peacefully since she was a child, which always gave her the illusion that she was much older than herself.And the young lady has always been smart, hard-working and studious, even the unsmiling teacher in the school couldn't help but praise her many times!But since five days ago, for some reason, after waking up, the young lady would always be in a daze for a while, with a sad face from time to time, asking her if she had any troubles, she would not say anything, and told herself not to tell Madam, even being late for school Twice.

"Phew! It's another day full of energy!" Yun Qingluo said angrily after scratching her hair and stretching her waist.

Seeing her like this, Lu'er felt a little helpless, Miss, your despair is almost overflowing!

"Get up, get up! Study and study!" After saying that, she scrambled out of bed, life had to go on, no matter what the consequences were, the soldiers came to cover her up.

After some washing, Yun Qingluo sat in front of the dressing table, and Lu'er helped her comb her hair in a bun. The girl in the bronze mirror had a beautiful melon-seeded face, her skin was as fair as porcelain, her eyebrows were slightly heroic, and her nose was straight. Vermilion lips and white teeth, the most outstanding thing is the clear and clear apricot eyes under the thick and curly eyelashes, flowing with aura, shining like stars.She blinked, and the girl in the mirror blinked too, very agile.

quiet nice!Regardless of what that space riot will bring to her, compared to her previous life, she now has a family who loves her, a comfortable and beautiful childhood, and a better appearance. Isn't this what she was praying for before.But, thinking of family members, Yunlou...

"Ugh!"

"What's wrong with Miss? Why are you sighing for no reason?" Lu'er couldn't help asking when she saw that the lady who was still admiring her beauty just now sighed again.

"It's nothing, let's continue."

After combing her hair in a bun, Yun Qingluo wore a lavender skirt, and after finishing the breakfast brought by the kitchen, she started walking to the school amidst Lu'er's urging.

The school is located in the bamboo forest on the northwest side of the mansion, not too far from the Begonia Courtyard where she lives, and it takes about a quarter of an hour to walk there.

As soon as he entered the school, he saw an old man in blue-grey robes with half-white beard and hair standing on the podium with a ruler in his hand, with a solemn expression. He was the master of the mansion.

"Hi, master!" Yun Qingluo respectfully stepped forward and saluted.

"Well, it's still on time today." The master glanced at her and said slowly.

"Did you bring the homework assigned yesterday?"

"Go back to Master, I've brought it, please make a comment and correct me!" He said as he took out the rice paper full of italics and put it on the table.

"Well, the pen is strong and smooth, not bad, not bad!" The master stroked his gray beard, nodded in satisfaction, and his eyes showed praise.Although this girl tended to get distracted in the past few days and was late twice, but not only did she not miss her homework, she even finished it so well!This time's diligence and savvy are comparable to her elder brother Yunlou's, but it's a pity that she is a woman and cannot be an official, alas!

Seeing his master nodding in praise, Yun Qingluo shook his head helplessly as if thinking of something again, knowing that he felt sorry for himself again.It doesn't matter to her, if she can't become an official, she doesn't take the exam for fame. She doesn't have too much ambition, just learn what she should learn and do what she can do.

It's just that at this moment, she still can't imagine that she will do her best in the near future, just to pursue a misty world.

"Let's start today's lecture!" The master accepted the homework and continued.

"It was mentioned yesterday that quietness is used to cultivate one's morality, and frugality is used to cultivate virtue..."

The master was speaking on the stage, and Yun Qingluo sat and listened, raising his eyes from time to time and nodding to show that he was listening carefully.

There is no way, this kind of one-on-one teaching, the teacher is still a strict old pedant, who can make a difference?Who dares to desert!

The master's surname is Wang, who used to be a lecturer at the Imperial Academy. After retiring from old age and returning home, Yun Xiao invited him to Fuzhong to teach his four-year-old son.Originally, after Yunlou was ten years old, he didn't have to come to the school every day. If he encountered problems in his studies, he could go to his master to answer them.But later they adopted Yun Qingluo, and the master continued to teach her. Yunlou was afraid that the four-year-old would be alone in the school, so he stayed with her for another year.It's just that this year... Yunlou is 13 years old, and his illness has become more frequent.

Regarding Yunlou's illness, she only found out after eavesdropping on the conversation between her mother and Dr. Xia five days ago. It became stiff and numb, my chest throbbed and my fingers trembled violently.

Heart disease, it is equivalent to the congenital heart disease known in the previous life. If in the era of the previous life, there is still a chance to have a heart transplant to fight for a chance of life, but in such a place, how can the General Ren's mansion mobilize people and search for famous doctors in the world? , the final result is still the same as the imperial doctor's sentence at the time of birth: this child will not live to be 16 years old at most!

This matter did not spread in the capital, and no one in the mansion knew about it except for a few masters, the people who took care of Yunlou and the manor doctor.In the past six years, Yun Qingluo always thought that Yunlou was just generally weak, and they told her so, and his clinical symptoms were not as obvious as those described in the previous life textbooks, so he didn't explore it himself.

However, even if she knew the truth now, what could she do?what can she doI can't even find the acupuncture points of traditional Chinese medicine, and I don't even have the secret formula of traditional Chinese medicine. There are so many masters of Chinese medicine in this world who are powerless... If only there were such elixir in the mythology and drama.

Elixir... elixir... By the way, gods... elixir... cultivating immortals!build--
"crack, clap, clap"

Yun Qingluo suddenly came back to his senses, stood up immediately, and apologized to the master who was slapping the table with a ruler: "Master, I'm sorry!"

Still distracted...

"Oh!" After a long time, Mrs. Wang sighed.

"Wipe your tears, I see you are restless today, let's come here today, don't go to school in the afternoon, copy the content taught today ten times!"

tears?Yun Qingluo, who came back to his senses, felt a little bit of bitterness at the corner of his mouth, and his face was also wet. After wiping it, he had burst into tears before he knew it.

"Yes, Master."

Returning to the room at noon, Yun Qingluo began to copy the article taught today. Although she lost her mind during class, she still knew the general scope and not much content.Writing with a brush is indeed more time-consuming than the carbon pen used in the previous life, but not only have the characters been written over the years, but the hand speed has also improved a lot, and the copying can be completed as soon as the last hour arrives.

"Lu'er, get ready, let's go to the second brother's place."

It is estimated that Yunlou should have finished his nap at this time.

(End of this chapter)