Chapter 50 is written if there is a land **** (3,000 characters for reading and tickets)

  In the garden.

  Xia Shumin blushed from being teased by her maid, and had to use jokes to hide her inner shyness.

   These days, she has been thinking about Mr. Chen on Earth all day long, and she has opened the poetry book dozens of times a day.

  But every time, the poetry book is filled with the frustrating [please wait patiently].

  The longer she waited, the more she blamed herself:

  In the beginning, you shouldn’t have made a decision, but you should have discussed with Mr. Chen before inviting him to come down to earth.

   Otherwise, there will be no news of Mr. Chen.

   Could it be that one day in the sky and one year on earth?

  If that's the case, wouldn't it be more than ten years before her red line of marriage...

  She lost her appetite due to her wild thoughts, and she either sat in a daze under the gazebo with her cheeks propped up all day, or went to Hongye Mountain to visit the scenery, holding a poem book in her hand and staring at it.

   It was easy for the two personal maids to see something wrong.

  The three masters and servants fought and threatened to please.

  In the end, Xia Shumin still couldn't hold them back, fearing that they would inform her mother again, so she had no choice but to describe Mr. Chen as a character in the novel she was about to write, and she was feeling sad about Mr. Chen's "encounter" in the book.

   It's like wiping away tears for sister Daiyu a few years ago.

   "This is not the same. Sister Daiyu is sister Daiyu, and Mr. Chen is Mr. Chen. Can this woman and man be the same?"

  The lively and mischievous Cui Zhu gestured to the Cowherd and Weaver Girl with two slender index fingers, and said with a giggle: "I see, the lady is... oh oh~"

  She was covered by the shamed Xia Shumin.

  But her two tender white fingers were still touching each other, as if hinting at the tryst between the young lady and Mr. Chen, which made her young lady even more shy, pinching her cheeks with two small hands and rubbing them back and forth.

"Miss!"

  The elder sister of the twins, Luzhu, suddenly thought of something, and subconsciously looked at the two of them: "If the young lady gets married, Cuizhu and I will also marry together, to warm my uncle's bed, right?"

"…ah?"

  Xia Shumin didn't realize it for a while.

  Cui Zhu, whose face was pinched by her, suddenly rushed towards her sister, "Go warm you, go warm Mr. Chen who is too illusory, sister shameless shameless shameless ~!"

   "You are the one who is shameless~"

  The three master and servant were fighting again.

  In the boudoir at night, some things that are inconvenient to say during the day can now be said.

for example.

   Cuizhu covered her mouth with her small hand, and asked the young lady secretly, is that Mr. Chen who made her think of tea and food, is he handsome?

   Of course she didn't want to ask Mr. Chen in the book.

   It was a certain man who might make the young lady's heart spring up—although Cuizhu couldn't find the man's trace at all, she was obviously the young lady's personal servant girl, who followed the young lady all day long, and even slept in the young lady's back room.

  When the master and servant said these words, they were overheard by Lu Rui outside the garden.

  She stopped, wanting to hear what her daughter had to say.

   "He is a fairy from the illusory realm, can he not be handsome?"

  Xia Shumin pretended to be calm, but her heart was already pounding.

  Because she knows that Mr. Chen is not Jia Baoyu, he is a real fairy in the fairyland of the earth. Not long ago, he gave her a map to open her eyes to see the whole world.

  In the past few days, she has repeatedly read the map in the poetry book [Chat Records] many times.

  The more you look at it, the more amazing it becomes.

It turns out that there is such a big place beyond the country of Zhao. The western region is the holy Rome, and the south of Shenluo is a larger continent. Although the names of the countries on the map do not match what she knows, and Shenluo is somehow gone, but she Still watching with gusto.

   When she found an island in the ocean, she couldn't help but wonder if there was a magical country on it, similar to the daughter country.

  Perhaps all kinds of rare and strange beasts recorded in the ancient book "Shan Hai Jing" lived in these places.

  Of course, because Mr. Chen's map is not very accurate, Xia Shumin thinks that there may be more islands, maybe the ocean extends out to be a piece of fragmented land, the debris splashed down after Pangu created the world, and so on.

  Hey, when will Mr. Chen come?

   "Miss, miss!"

   Cuizhu sat down next to her, her face flushed, and she asked in a low voice, "What does that 'Mr. Chen' look like? I promise my sister that I won't tell my wife~"

  No matter how softly she spoke, the lady outside the garden could hear her clearly.

   "Same as Jia Baoyu."

  Xia Shumin said perfunctorily.

   "Huh?!"

Luzhu was very surprised, "Miss, don't you hate people like Jia Baoyu the most? She said that although he is smart and good-looking and wins the favor of girls, he dares not act or be a man. He is petty and full of fat. It will definitely be dirty in the future.”

   Baoyu hates married women.

  But Xia Shumin's evaluation of him will become the same as those married women he hates.

  Xia Shumin blushed, and said hastily: "I mean, Mr. Chen and Baoyu are both immortal figures, but Mr. Chen is not a descendant, but a real immortal."

   "Then what does he look like?" Cui Zhu asked again.

   "He... the beauty of the sky and the charm of the moon, the jade tree facing the wind~, the dragon and the phoenix~."

  Outside the garden, Lu Rui, who heard her daughter use three words in a row, sank to the bottom of the valley, wishing to immediately find out that Mr. Chen who looked better than Pan An and made her daughter's heart flutter!

   "Miss, you are so perfunctory. He is too ordinary. He doesn't look like a fairy at all... Since he is a fairy, isn't he even inferior to Zhao Sanhen?"

"certainly."

  Xia Shumin took out a pen and paper, pretending that Mr. Chen was really a character in her novel, and said while writing: "Mr. Chen is a fairy, and the fairyland on land is naturally far inferior to him...

  When he came down to earth, the gate of heaven was wide open, with auspicious clouds thousands of miles away, golden lotuses gushing from the ground, dragons singing and phoenixes singing, the emperor was terrified.

  Mr. Chen does not eat mortal grains and miscellaneous grains, drinks the dew of magnolia in the morning, and eats the fallen flowers of autumn chrysanthemum in the evening.

  God and man, floating like a fairy, riding the clouds, riding a flying dragon, with a flying bird made of black iron at the waist, and holding a magic phone made of thunder, it can be seen thousands of miles away..."

  After talking nonsense, Xia Shumin finally shocked the two maids so that they would be obedient and dare not ask.

   "Why is the magic weapon created by Thunder called a mobile phone?"

  Lu Rui walked into the garden with a helpless smile, frightening the three master and servant to pack up their things in a hurry, with embarrassment on their faces.

"Mother!"

  Xia Shumin stood up to meet her, put her arms around her arm, with a small face full of resentment: "Why do you rely on your martial arts skills to eavesdrop on your daughter's whispers?"

   "Is that a whisper?"

  Lu Rui nodded her daughter's forehead fondly and reproachfully, "What do you want to write again? Tell me, how much money you want, and I'll give it to you, lest you cause trouble again."

   "What's wrong?"

  Xia Shumin blinked.

  Her twin maids looked at each other and decided not to tell Miss Lu about the immortals.

   "Listen to what you said just now, Mr. Chen from the Earth, you are right." Lu Rui half-jokingly said, "Does my daughter want to find a husband when she grows up?"

   "Daughters don't want it!"

  Xia Shumin blurted out, and a vague figure of a man appeared in his mind, "Unless he is—"

   "Yes? Who?"

   "Woo~"

  Xia Shumin bit her thin lips, shook her head, and refused to speak.

  How could Lu Rui not see it?

  Her daughter may not have fallen in love with a certain man yet, but the girl's mind has sprouted. After all, it is already 28 years old, and it is the time when she is most curious about this matter.

  Is it time for her to find someone for her daughter?

   But Lu Rui really didn't know what kind of person to find her.

  Her daughter, Lan Zhihui, is beautiful and delicate, and has been reading poetry and books since she was a child. Even the number one scholar is far inferior to her in writing poems, novels, and gorgeous rhetorical articles.

   It’s just that Xia Shumin doesn’t take part in the imperial examinations, and doesn’t study those imperial examination essays.

   Not only that, but her daughter Shumin also has her own views on everything in the world, and all kinds of things in the court, at home and abroad. When she speaks out, it often makes people dumbfounded, but when she thinks about it carefully, she finds it quite reasonable.

  With such an outstanding daughter who is somewhat out of tune with the world, Lu Rui really can't think of any man in the world who is worthy of her.

   Does it really have to be a fairy from the sky?

  …

  What Lu Rui didn't know was.

  Not long after she left after chatting with her daughter for half an hour, a celestial gate surrounded by auspicious clouds and condensed divine light slowly unfolded like a scroll, appearing in Xia Shumin's study.

  Under the stunned eyes of Xia Shumin and the two twin maidservants, the fairy gate slowly opened, and a figure appeared.

  In an instant, the sound of dragons and phoenixes resounded across thousands of miles.

  The five-clawed real dragon is looming in the clouds, and the colorful phoenix soars in the sky.

  In the extreme north and the extreme south, icebergs rise thousands of miles away, but the surrounding sea water remains motionless, as if this frozen land has existed there for thousands of years.

  In the imperial palace, Lu Heng, the emperor of the Zhao Kingdom, was in the imperial study. Hearing the commotion outside the palace, he frowned slightly. Just as he was about to order, a **** came in panicked and knelt down to report:

   "Your Majesty, Your Majesty, there are warriors from the rivers and lakes who have opened the gate of heaven and achieved a fairyland on land!"

"What?!"

  Lu Heng's pupils shrank suddenly, he dropped the memorial, and walked quickly towards the door, and immediately heard the faint sound of dragons chant and phoenixes that seemed to come down from the fairy world.

  This is the voice of the real dragon, like the emperor descending, all the people submit.

  Lu Heng stared at the sky.

  Why didn't the real dragon kneel down to him?

  Why didn't the real dragon come to please him? !

  Buried Jianfeng.

  The sound of dragon chant came, thousands of swords inserted on the peak trembled together, and the sword **** stood on the top of the mountain, looking into the sky.

  Tian Dao Hui.

  Tianjue Dao Chu Nantian's face was changing, he watched the wind and clouds in the sky, and after a long while, he spoke slowly, and ordered: "Stop all the actions of this association, and wait until I go to Yongkang County to see what happened!"

  Ask Xiangu, an old man sitting in front of a chessboard playing chess with others, twisting a chess piece in his hand, staring absently at the auspicious clouds in the sky.

  In the twenty-second year of Qiande, in June, at the second quarter of Haishi, a warrior opened the gate of heaven, and achieved...a fairyland on land.

  The world is shocked.

   Vibration at home and abroad.

  The Western Regions, Shinra, Washima, and Tianzhu all saw the change in the eastern sky, and were amazed for a while.

   These two plots are coherent and posted together.

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