The little princess was torn, and the demon emperor patched her up

Chapter 18 Is this Dual Cultivation?

Xiao Baojing was unaware of the danger and even stretched himself.

She was sleepy, and the sound of her reading gradually became quieter.

She lay on the low table and fell asleep.

The dog shadow lowered his head and sniffed her scent.

Don't hate her smell.

He tried to swallow her, but a mountain breeze blew in, rustling the pages of the book in her hand.

——I hope Shang Bingjiu can pass the imperial examination and gain fame.

——I hope Shang Bingjiu can have enough food and warm clothes every day.

The girl's calligraphy was crooked and it was unknown when it was written.

There are actually people in this world who worry about whether he can have enough food and warm clothes.

Shang Bingjiu squatted beside the low table and sneered: "The handwriting is really ugly. The person is also stupid."

Although he looked so disgusted, he stretched out his fingertips and rubbed the two lines of words.

She was noisy and disturbing when she was awake, and even when she was asleep she would leave a few lines of words to bother his eyes.

Shang Bingjiu suddenly lost his appetite and didn't want to eat her anymore.

He took two steps towards the bed with his hands in his pockets. Still a little angry, he turned around, picked up the "Book of Songs" on the low table and swallowed it.

The fox eyes smiled warmly.

"I told you to read it."

The next day.

When Xiao Baojing woke up, he was already in the cage.

She opened a small gap.

There was a bustling market around, and the peddler actually brought her out!

The people were discussing the affairs of the county governor's office.

It was said that the county magistrate had committed many evil deeds, and even his mansion was burned down. Fortunately, the fire did not spread to the nearby streets, and the burning mansion and his body inexplicably ended up at the foot of Julu Mountain.

She wanted to listen a little longer, but the peddler did not stop. He carried his load through the town and continued along the official road listening to the sound of bells. He did not stop until night fell at the foot of a mountain.

The walnut carving transformed into the small banana-shaped courtyard that Xiao Baojing was familiar with.

While the peddler was out lighting the red lanterns under the eaves, Xiao Baojing asked Yaoyao curiously, "Where are we going?"

"Go to Yejing!"

Her eyes are curved into crescent shapes.

More and more buds grew on her body, and branches vaguely appeared on her burnt hands and feet. Her owner also bought her a new goose yellow half-sleeved skirt at the market.

"He went to Yejing to take the imperial examination?"

"He said he was going to beg for food."

Begging for food?

That should mean passing the imperial examination and getting a salary from the emperor.

Xiao Baojing was overjoyed.

I didn’t expect that her reading at night was so useful. She just read a few poems last night, and today the peddler went to Beijing to take the exam!
If she had studied a few more days, wouldn't the peddler have been able to directly become the top scorer in the imperial examination? !
It was good that he became the top scholar. Maybe she could meet the National Master Goubi at the Qionglin Banquet and ask him how he cultivated himself from a puppet to a human being, and then ask him why he wanted to swallow the sun.

So when Shang Bingjiu was sleeping at night, Xiao Baojing picked up a book again.

I can’t find the Book of Songs that I didn’t finish reading last night.

But it doesn’t matter, she still has "The Analects of Confucius".

"The Master said: 'To learn and to practise what one has learned from time to time is it not a pleasure? To have friends come from afar is it not a pleasure? To not be angry when people do not know one is not a gentleman?"

Business disease wine: ...

be sick.

Whose monster is reading in the middle of the night?

He got up, picked up his pillow, and went to sleep in the next room.

Xiao Baojing sat by the window holding a book, not daring to breathe.

Seeing that he didn't even look in my direction, I guessed that he probably didn't notice me and just wanted to change the sleeping environment. I felt slightly relieved.

She followed him to the next room and waited until Shang Bingjiu's breathing became even before she tiptoed into the house.

She knelt beside his pillow, opened the Analects again in the moonlight, and recited to him in a low voice: "Confucius said: Those who are good at speaking and making an ingratiating appearance are seldom kind! This sentence is also very important, and it will be tested!"

Business disease wine: ...

He tugged at the quilt in annoyance. Seeing that he seemed to be about to wake up, Xiao Baojing quickly hid under the bed holding the Analects.

Shang Bingjiu got up, put on his shoes, went outside, got a ladder, and went to sleep on the roof.

Xiao Baojing followed him outside worriedly.

The peddler doesn't like reading. Not only does he not like reading at ordinary times, he even resists sleeping.

How is he going to pass the imperial examination if he continues like this?

She waited for a while, making sure Shang Bingjiu was asleep, then she carefully climbed up the ladder.

The moonlight is like flowing silver.

A young man in a Taoist robe and a flower in his hair was lying on the roof, supporting his chin with one hand. His closed fox eyes had a charming arc, and his long, dense eyelashes cast shadows on his cheeks. His face was originally cold in color, but his thin lips were as red as petals, and his bones and skin were extremely gorgeous and tender.

Xiao Baojing knelt down beside him.

Shang Bingjiu noticed that the girl was staring at him carefully.

After an unknown amount of time, the girl slowly bent down.

The rustling of her dress made a slight sound, and Shang Bingjiu could picture her in his mind with her head stretched out and her butt sticking out.

She was getting closer and closer to his cheek...

It was so close that Shang Bingjiu could clearly feel her slightly hot breath falling on his face.

A slightly sweet and sour orange blossom scent.

There are tens of millions of monsters in the world, some of which are as lustful as humans. They often wander between boudoirs or dilapidated temples, sucking the yin essence of women or the yang energy of men. This way of cultivation is simple, crude and makes progress rapidly. Many monsters and ghosts who want to take shortcuts like to practice this way.

Could it be that the puppets in his house are also...

The girl's lips gently touched his face.

Cool and soft, like the delicate petals of a newly opened flower.

Shang Bingjiu's Adam's apple rolled slightly.

This feeling is so strange.

Is this what dual cultivation is?

He didn't need to practice this way, but if she really wanted to -

Suddenly, I heard the soft, low voice of a young girl: "A year's plan starts with spring, and a day's plan starts with the morning. Shang Bingjiu, you should study hard!"

Business disease wine: ...

Xiao Baojing was like chanting a scripture and casting a spell: "Study, study, study, and become the top scholar, become the top scholar, become the top scholar..."

The devilish sound penetrates my ears.

The boy curled his lips.

The red thread wrapped around the fingertips moved slightly.

Xiao Baojing was muttering to himself when he slipped and rolled down from the roof!
"my waist!"

She held her waist and stood up. She didn't think it was caused by Shang Bingjiu. She just thought that her embroidered shoes were not non-slip enough.

She glanced at the ladder fearfully, fearing that her body would fall apart again, so she did not dare to climb up again. She just returned to the house holding the "Analects of Confucius" in embarrassment.

"Forget it. I'll read it through first and write notes for him on the complicated parts. It will be much easier for him to read then. If he can pass the imperial examination, his brother will rest in peace knowing this. It can be regarded as my way of repaying him for taking the trouble to bring me to Yejing."

She knelt behind the low table and picked up the brush.

——Only women and villains are difficult to raise. If you get close to them, they will be disrespectful; if you keep them away, they will complain.

Xiao Baojing wrote a note below:

Woman, the same as "ruzi", meaning you students.

You students should be careful about the limits when making friends with others. If you are too close, they will lose their humility, but if you are too distant, they will become resentful.

There has always been a lot of controversy about how to translate this sentence from "The Analects of Confucius".

But Xiao Baojing prefers her teacher's translation.

She finished writing the annotation and was about to turn the page when she saw that the ink on the paper suddenly changed.

All the words she wrote disappeared, and another line of words appeared instead:

——In this world, only women and villains are difficult to get along with. If you get close to them, they will become rude. If you distance yourself from them, they will become resentful.

Candlelight flickers.

Xiao Baojing rubbed his eyes in doubt.

Looking closely again, the words are still there, and the handwriting is as neat as if it were printed.

But this is not the annotation she wrote at all!
(End of this chapter)