The Daily Life Of Mei Furen Doting On Her Husband - Chapter 126

The women were stunned by her words. Wu Zhen continued slowly, “Find me a soft couch. I don’t like the pear tree. It smells bad. Also, light a burner of incense for me. Do you have any moon flower incense here?”

The woman asked stupidly, “Moon… moon flower incense?”

Wu Zhen waved her hand indifferently and said in a very talkative manner, “No? That’s fine, just something light and fragrant will do. And prepare some food for me, I’m hungry. Oh, by the way, no spicy food, no fried food, too greasy. Some steamed crystal meatballs, three flower corners, golden milk cakes and silver snow balls, deer fish jerky, etc., and finally bring me three jars of good wine.”

At this point, Wu Zhen glanced at her belly and remembered that she seemed to have a child in her belly, so she reluctantly changed her words and said, “Forget it, good wine… one jar is enough.”

The women were stunned by her instructions. Wu Zhen looked at them and said, “Are there any people here who can sing and dance? Anyone who can play an instrument? Call a few to help me out.”

“What are you standing there for? Go ahead.” She raised her eyebrows and snapped her fingers.

After a while, Wu Zhen sat comfortably on the white stone platform beside the lotus pond, which had been neatly covered with cushions by servants. A couch and table were placed on it, with a lot of food and drinks. A charming lady knelt at her feet and poured her wine, and several tall and graceful figures danced to the music not far away. Their thin skirts fluttered in the mountain breeze like fairies, and with the music and the lotus flowers in the pond, it was indeed a beautiful scene.

Wu Zhen tasted the wine and found that it was something she had never drunk before. She was immediately happier. She leaned on the cushions and enjoyed the singing and dancing while sipping the wine. She sighed with satisfaction and took a pair of chopsticks in one hand to beat the beat with the music. The singing and dancing of these monsters were different from those she often heard and watched in Chang’an. There were some good points. After returning, she could give some advice to the ladies she knew.

“Madam, would you like me to massage your legs?” A little monster exuding the fragrance of lotus came over and asked with a smile.

Wu Zhen hummed and accepted the courtesy with a smile. The little lotus fairy sat aside and massaged her legs. The little fairy who poured wine also raised the wine pot gently and said, “Madam, come, I will fill your glass with wine.”

Wu Zhen took a sip of wine, hummed a few tunes, and suddenly praised the monster playing the pipa, “Your pipa is really good.”

The monster stood up, bowed to her, and said, “Excuse me, Madam. I am the Pipa monster.”

So that was why she played so well. Wu Zhen looked at her and wanted to take her back to Chang’an. She believed that with a little training, she would become a great player.

Those dancers were really good, as good as the ladies in Chang’an’s Haichun and Wu Yu dance and music troupes.

“Madam, I can sing, how about I sing a song for you?”

“Okay, sing it for me.”

“Madam, I can also…”

Wu Zhen waved her hand, “Come one by one.”

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Mei Zhuyu’s eyes went dark, and he felt dizzy. He closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, he found that the place he was in was very familiar. He was surprised for a moment and realized that this was actually his former residence in Changxi Temple.

Then he noticed that his hands were tied behind his back. Mei Zhuyu sat up and broke the thick rope with his hands. Ignoring the rope, he walked towards the door with a frown. The door was locked. He pushed hard again, and the door made a click sound. Half of the door was directly opened by him. He put the door aside and walked out with a normal expression.

It was dark outside, and it was indeed Changxi Temple. But how did Madam come to Changxi Temple and end up tied up there? Mei Zhuyu wondered if something had happened and thought that Madam might have suffered, so he walked out with a worried look on his face.

He was very familiar with that place. Even though it was dark and the lights were sparse, he accurately avoided the uneven ground and the old, protruding, and peeling wall stones.

Two young Taoist priests were walking towards him. When they saw him coming out, they hurried over. As they got closer, they noticed Mei Zhuyu had a gloomy face and a frown. They subconsciously shrank their necks and shuddered.

“Junior-Uncle Master?”

Mei Zhuyu nodded at them, walked past them, and continued forward.

The two young Taoist priests looked at his tall and thin back as he walked away. One of them asked stupidly, “The Grand Master said that we should tie up the Junior Uncle. Now that he has broken free, should we still tie him up?”

Another young Taoist priest said with a bitter face, “I don’t dare to go. My brothers said that the beatings from my junior uncle hurt a lot, even more than those from my grandmaster.”

Junior Uncle Mei Zhuyu, who was very hard when he hit people, relied on his cold eyes and expression to pass unhindered to the door of his master, Taoist Siqing.

At that time, Taoist Siqing and several white-bearded disciples were discussing Mei Zhuyu’s matter. They heard Taoist Siqing say in a loud voice in the room, “That man’s nonsense can’t be believed. Let’s lock him up for two days first.”

One of the brothers said worriedly, “What if what he said is true and Brother Guyu is really in danger? What should we do? Why don’t we go and see for ourselves?”

Taoist Siqing laughed twice and said, “What are you afraid of? Disciple Guyu is so powerful that he won’t die easily. Let’s wait for two days and let him suffer a little. When he appears in the critical moment, won’t it highlight the bravery of his master? At that time…”

At that moment, the door creaked open, revealing the face of Mei Zhuyu outside. The spitting Taoist priest Siqing looked at the expressionless face of his little disciple. The familiar expression instantly made the proud words of Taoist priest Siqing stick in his throat.

The moment their eyes met, four words suddenly popped up in Taoist Siqing’s mind: My life is over!

Taoist Siqing was born a bandit. When he was young, he was known as a righteous bandit. Later, because this business was not easy to do, he became a Taoist priest. The Great Master of Changxi Temple, who was also the Master of Taoist Siqing, was a stern and cold Taoist. He wanted to change Taoist Siqing’s bandit nature, and it took him many years to make him look like a decent person.