I didn't intend to be a Fairy

As soon as the heavy rain stopped, it became sunny that day.

The rainbow hung in the sky for a long time.

After that, there were several sunny days in a row, and it became hotter day by day. The sound of cicadas also came out unconsciously after the rain. At first, they were just scattered, and then they became one. In the midst of the noise, the whole Yangdu also became louder. Bathed in the bright sunshine, it already feels like summer.

Song You sat cross-legged under the eaves alone, the sound of cicadas made people feel even more peaceful. The sun was too strong, and he felt sleepy in the afternoon. The whole sun seemed to have become an empty city, and he was the only one sitting here alone.

The courtyard is no longer as desolate as it was at the beginning of last year——

Bullweed and cattail grow luxuriantly, sour eggplant grows along the wall, with small green or red lanterns, which look quite ornamental, and peppers grow in a row on the other side. At that time, a small patch of tiny flowers just bloomed, like stars, and some green onions were planted in the open space, with butterflies as big as fingernails flying among them.

Fortunately, Empress Sanhua went out to publish a book with her own manuscript. If she were still in the yard, I'm afraid not many people could escape.

Just when I thought of this, I heard a movement.

"Click..."

The wooden bolts of the wooden door fell off automatically.

Then there was a "squeak" sound and the courtyard door opened.

The little girl walked in with her robe on her arm.

The girl's face was still expressionless, but her eyes were very bright, her steps were brisk, her head shook slightly as she walked, and she seemed to be in a good mood.

Glancing strangely at the Taoist sitting under the eaves, she walked over with her robe on her arm.

"I'm back!"

"Is Sanhua Empress doing well?" The Taoist raised his eyes to look at her.

"Three Flowers Empress is going well!" the girl replied, "Congratulations to Sanhua Empress!"

"Congratulations to Empress Sanhua."

"That Liao said that Sanhua Empress wrote very well..."

"Thank you, Taoist priest."

"Well?"

The girl was stunned and turned her head to look at the Taoist priest.

After being stunned for a moment, he said: "Thank you, Taoist priest..."

"You're welcome."

"you you……"

"That Liao said that Empress Sanhua wrote very well." Song You was still sitting cross-legged under the eaves, like a master in spiritual practice. He looked up at the girl and said calmly, "Empress Sanhua continues to talk."

"That Liao said that Sanhua Empress was well written, very interesting, and very happy to read, so he agreed to help Sanhua Empress print it and sell it for money." The little girl said, lowered her head again, and put her hand in He took out three pieces of honeycomb silver from his robe and showed them to the Taoist priest. "I also gave the money to Empress Sanhua, saying I bought them from Empress Sanhua."

"Then did Sanhua Empress give them the elixir I gave them?"

"I gave it to them and they said thank you."

"knew."

Song You nodded lightly and sat still.

The little girl kept the money.

He had read the travel notes of Song You written by Empress Sanhua, and only read one page of the manuscript. Empress Sanhua specially selected one page for him to read, and she did not show him the rest.

Going to sea is the personal experience of Sanhua Empress. This personal experience is wonderful and interesting. It does not need to be embellished by imagination. As long as it is written down truthfully, it will be a good wonderful story. It's just that the same story will have different flavors when written by different people. It depends on both the ability and the suitability of the style.

From his point of view, Sanhua Empress is very well written, her writing style is childish, but she has a childlike charm.

In addition to childlike fun, there is another kind of strange fun.

Cats have different perspectives, concerns, and thoughts than humans. People often don't expect that she would write like this, that her focus would be on this, and that her thinking would be so jumpy.

Unfortunately, I only read that page.

But a good story is a good story. These days, most people don’t make money by publishing books.

In most cases, only a few famous literati are specially invited to write poems, lyrics and articles, and others will give them some "pen polish" as a token of their gratitude. Furthermore, few people make money from writing books. The author writes either for the purpose of spreading fame, passing on knowledge, ideals and ambitions, or simply for fun.

The members of the Liao family must have thought of Empress Sanhua's kindness, so they paid the writing fee.

They say they are buying manuscripts, but in fact the amount is the same as half of the money Sanhua Empress asked for last time to catch monsters and exorcise evil spirits. In fact, it is the other half.

Song You had already expected this, so he used a ray of the Beginning of Spring spiritual power from his early years to turn into an elixir, and asked the Sanhua Empress to take it over. He asked them to turn it into water and drink it to replenish the vitality and yang energy that had been absorbed by the golden toad. To make up for the retouching fee they specially gave to Sanhua Empress, I don’t owe them anything.

"Why doesn't Sanhua Empress want me to accompany Sanhua Empress?" The Taoist looked up at her, "Why doesn't she want me to see what Sanhua Empress writes?"

"Well……"

The little girl turned a deaf ear and only turned her head to look at the little butterfly flying in the pepper bushes not far away.

The expression and posture were exactly the same as those of ordinary cats pretending not to hear what people are saying.

"But since Sanhua Empress has published a book, if the book sells well and spreads around the world, even if I never come to Yangdu again, I will still be able to buy Sanhua Empress's book in Yidu."

"Don't buy it!"

"You'll see eventually."

"Don't look."

"Could it be that Empress Sanhua wrote a lot about me in the book, so she's so afraid of me seeing it?"

"!"

The little girl suddenly became alert.

This man is so awesome!

"You guessed it right?"

"..."

The little girl continued to look at him warily.

"It seems so."

"..."

The little girl looked around for a moment, put the money back into the bag, said to herself that it would be enough for us to use for a long time, and then said that she wanted to put it back into the quilt bag. Then she didn't look at the Taoist and just took care of herself. He put on his robe and walked back to the bedroom.

The footsteps were soft and getting farther and farther away.

"..."

Song You shook his head, smiled slightly, and said without looking back: "In that case, Miss Sanhua, please pack your things and we will leave tomorrow."

The sound was as loud as usual.

"Know it……"

A response came from far behind.

Song You sat for a while longer, then got up and went back to pack things with Empress Sanhua.

I don't have many things to pack. Anyway, I'm used to wandering around the world. I'm already very skilled at packing things, and it won't take long to put them all away. However, Ye Xinrong's ancestral home and the original belongings in his home had to be cleaned up and put away in the easiest way to store them.

Sanhua Empress also picked all the sour eggplants, washed and dried them, and put them in the small pot she usually carried.

The peppers were blooming, but Song You ignored them.

The sour eggplant vines were not pulled out either.

Ye Xinrong should come back within this year. When he comes back, he may be able to see the sour eggplants and peppers in the courtyard. These two crops have not yet spread to the Yangzhou area. The crops grown in the courtyard are often nourished by the swallow's wood spirit method, and have strong vitality. After absorbing enough spiritual energy, it was regarded as a thank you gift left by Song You.

However, the bullwhip and cattails were all cleared away to prevent them from growing into weeds and growing everywhere.

The next morning the group had packed up.

Song You stood at the door with a stick, and the maroon horse behind him carried a bulging quilt, on which were hung the Sanhua Empress's robe, lanterns, fishing poles and bamboo hats. It looked quite big, but in fact it was not heavy.

Behind him is the calico cat, which is facing the door but turns to look behind him. The swallow is standing on the roof of the courtyard gate.

"Let's go."

Song You said something and came out with his staff.

The bay-red horses and calico cats all followed him. One stepped out of the gate in silence, while the other jumped over the threshold and looked back frequently.

"Squeak."

The courtyard door is closed.

Song You locked it, held the key, and raised his hand, the swallow flew over, took the key, and flew back to the yard.

Then there was the sound of the stone bench being moved.

"Puff puff..."

The swallow quickly flew out.

It was neither early nor late at this time, and the sunlight was slanting down, crossing the tile roof in front, leaving a slanting light on the white wall. The fog was thick all night, making the bluestone a little moist and slightly darker in color.

The alley is clean, but when you step out of the alley, you will immediately reach the lively Yangducheng Street.

Song You took the horse forward and walked along the river.

Walking through the Qingshi Street, I greeted the familiar tea house owners, the neighbors I knew, and the Li family and Liao family I met by chance, walked across the painted stone bridge, and stepped on the Bliss Bricks.

The Taoist stopped on the bridge and watched for a while the boats passing by on the river below. The green waves were flowing in the water and the wicker branches were swaying. The young man in white stood on the bow of the boat waving a fan and enjoying the scenery on both sides of the river. The graceful pipa girl held the lute behind her and played a gentle tune. Not to mention anything else, this picture alone is absolutely beautiful.

What a peaceful and prosperous time.

Several fishermen under the bridge had already known Song You. When they saw him leading a horse, carrying large and small bags, and holding the fishing rod commonly used by Empress Sanhua, as if he was about to go away, they couldn't help but crane their necks. They also wanted to say hello and say goodbye to the girl who often made them ashamed, but they didn't see any girl.

When everyone was confused, a small figure jumped from the bottom, jumped onto the stone bridge railing, stretched its neck and stared at them.

Plush and beautiful, with three-flowered fur.

Just like the three-color clothes.

The Taoist stood at the head of the bridge and held hands with them.

The cat also raised its paw and waved.

The breeze blows the plum willows, and it is the time to leave in April.

The cat turned around and jumped down.

The Taoist also took steps forward.

Walk off the bridge and slowly walk out of the city.

The Lei Gong Temple has been built, and the smoke is like clouds.

The God of Leibu must be a little busy during this period, but it is not in vain. There are many things to do, and there is also a lot of incense. The more things are done, the more pious the incense is.

It almost equals a booming business.

Zhou Lei Gong should thank himself.

Song You was thinking this, but he kept walking and looking around.

The pot-bellied official on the left is sitting in a sedan chair, holding a tray in one hand and holding snacks in the other, eating carefully. The coolie worker on the right is bare-chested and skinny, sweating profusely while carrying a sack. His back is covered in red and black ulcers, whether from the sun or the sack.

There are richly dressed young men running and playing on the street, and there are also half-clothed children huddled in silence on the street corners.

The Taoist wandered through the streets.

What a peaceful and prosperous time.