Xin Yi flipped out a volume of calendar days (Note 1), studied ink and picked up a pen, ticked a few small circles on the day, and his eyes opened with a faint loneliness: "It's been two days...... His reply hadn't arrived yet...... Don't you understand the meaning of my white note...... Still, I don't know how to reply to my ......"

The spring breeze is squirming, and the peach petals are squirming. Except for a nest of swallows chirping under the eaves, there was no answer.

The wolf froze on Xin Yi's fingertips, and the ink clicked down, leaving a cloud of ink flowers on the calendar, just like a desolation, like a shadow that invaded the woman's pupils.

“… Childe, you are unparalleled in chess, but I am an ordinary man... I'm sorry... I'm afraid I can't afford to wait..."Xin Yi lost his mind in a daze, his whole body was weak, and the wolf fell to the ground with a pestle, and the ink splashed everywhere.

A drop of ink splashed right on the foot of the man's robe who came into the room.

"Miss Xin, what's going on?" The man put something on the ground with a loud noise, and looked at Xin Yi in a daze worriedly, his brows furrowed suddenly.

Xin Yi's eyes flashed, his consciousness was pulled back, and when he saw clearly the person who came and what he brought back, he couldn't help but be stunned: "Lord Jin, what are you doing with these peach blossoms?"

It turned out that Li Jingting went and returned. The wind and dust, the brocade boots are stained with mud, and the slightly messy green silk carries the breath of March grass, as if it has just been washed in the forest.

When he first came in, he held a large handful of folded peach blossoms in his arms, and now they are placed on the ground, and the peach branches are horizontally oblique, or they are blooming or dripping, and the dew drops are about to fall, and the fragrance of crimson peaches fills the whole room.

Li Jingting smiled, his eyebrows and eyes clean: "This is the peach blossom in Dongshantou, blooming just right." This king folded for you, that is, to bring you the spring color of this mountain. ”

For the king to fold the peach blossoms, the peach is dying, to give you a mountain of spring, March in the world.

"A mountain is beautiful...... But why?" Xin Yi was slightly wary after briefly indulging in the fragrance of Peach.

Li Jingting still smiled lightly, and said lightly: "This king said that this king is determined to be in the country." But the first place under the country must be Miss Xin. This king only made the girl unhappy, and now he only thinks of this stupid way to atone for his sins. ”

Xin Yi's swallowtail-like eyelashes fluttered, and he became more and more confused: "What does Jiangshan have to do with peach blossoms?"

Li Jingting's smile became thicker, the sea at the bottom of his eyes was faint, glowing with phosphorescent waves, he no longer had the cold face of the old iron tree on weekdays, but he was like a child, in front of his beloved, he spoke with flattery.

"Under the country, it must be a girl... This king will hold these 800 miles of rivers and mountains, and then, the girl will smile like a flower all her life... Although this king can't do it now, now, slightly, in the fief of this king's Golden Wing Pavilion...... This king can give you a mountain full of spring, may the girl smile again......"

Xin Yi's pupils shrank.

Li Jingting paused, picked up a plum blossom with his own hands, and put it on the table in front of Xin Yi.

"The Golden Wing Pavilion covers an area of 100 acres, containing more than 10 peaks, all of which are the domain of this king... Not only the East Mountain, but also the West Mountain, the Southeast Mountain, etc., are also different from the spring mountains, and the purple and red... Miss Xin, you wait, you wait!"

Li Jingting dropped a few words, and before Xin Yi came to his senses, he hurriedly turned around and left, and the door clattered, and he didn't have time to cover it.

Comes and goes like the wind. Except for the peach branches and fragrant flowers all over the ground, Xin Yi was stunned for a long time before he figured out what had just happened.

Chang'an, known as the thousand-year-old iron tree, is the prince of Jin, who actually smiled at the mouth, and then brought her a mountain of spring, and also had the posture of picking up the spring of several nearby peaks.

"This Jin King...... Where did you learn to flamboy......" Xin Yi frowned, but in his heart, he didn't even notice it, and a trace of joy surged up.

The spring breeze blew over Xin Yi's little face, the willows were not cold, and the small fluff of the two eyes was stretched, Xin Yi shook his head, ready to return his mind to the calendar, but he was startled by a bang.

"Miss Xin!

With a familiar voice, Li Jingting broke into the door again, this time, he held a roll of banana leaves in his hand, the huge leaves were rolled into an arc, and there was a vein of clear water in the leaves.

"Thawing spring water. This is the thawed stream of the West Mountain, the king looked at the water as clear as clear, his heart was happy, and he felt that if he talked about the spring of the West Mountain, it should be this water. So, I brought you a handful of spring water. Before Xin Yi frowned, Li Jingting took the initiative to explain.

"The peach blossoms are the spring color of the East Mountain, so this stream is the spring color of the West Mountain?" Xin Yi answered thoughtfully.

"Not bad. Spring in the West Mountains. Li Jingting responded, while carefully putting the banana leaves on the flower stand, letting the spring water ripple in the sun, white water and green leaves, like glass.

Xin Yi bit his lower lip, hesitated for a while, and finally muttered a sentence: "Lord Jin has been having a nightmare recently, people are getting more and more stupid." ”

Li Jingting smiled, didn't say much, he carefully adjusted the banana leaves, not letting the spring water flow out, and looked cautious, as if he was treating a treasure.

Xin Yi was silent. glanced at Li Jingting slightly, and secretly looked at Li Jingting, who was red, sweat on his forehead, and a jade python brocade robe stained with a lot of grass foam and flower branches, as if he was going from one mountain to another, and his steps were in a hurry.

"In such a short period of time, several miles of mountain roads, just for a pinch of spring water, don't you take a break halfway?" Xin Yi blurted out, but as soon as the words fell, he realized that something was wrong, and hurriedly added, "The prince is expensive, if he is tired and falls down halfway, the folk girl can't afford to be disrespectful." ”

The corners of Li Jingting's lips curled, and he automatically skipped the second half of the woman's sentence, wiped the corners of his forehead, and said with a smile: "Spring is fresh, time is not waiting for me." This king just wants to hurry up, hurry up, and bring the spring reflected in the king's eyes at this moment back to your eyes. So what's the point if you don't stop? Miss Xin, there are still a few peaks in my Golden Wing Tower, you wait!"

Li Jingting dropped a few words again, and the figure disappeared outside the door, leaving Xin Yi to sit alone in the room, looking at the peach branches all over the ground and the spring water in the leaves, stunned for some reason.

Sure enough, in less than half an hour, the identical male voice sounded again, "Miss Xin, look!"

With a gust of spring breeze coming into the room, Li Jingting ran in in the dust, holding a few stones in his hand, the moss on the stones was green, and there were a few snails sticking to them.

Xin Yi couldn't hold his face back, and laughed out loud: "This time it's a stone? Which mountain is spring, how many stupid stones!"

"How to stay in stone, this is spring moss. Green moss in spring. Li Jingting solemnly put the stone on the table, and the smile on his face was not like a joke.

Xin Yi raised his eyebrows, thoughtfully: "Chunlin urged the lock smoke to be thick, and the bamboo courtyard Shazhai path is small." Who loves the flavor of falling flowers, Mochou Door Lane is lined with residual red (Note 2). Li Youzhong once endowed with the rhyme of spring moss, but he didn't expect that the prince who was determined to be in the country would also understand the samadhi. ”

Li Jingting smiled. wiped the beads of sweat on his forehead, his tired black and red face, and especially showed the big white teeth that he showed when he smiled: "Beishan Spring Moss." It is the spring color of the North Mountain for the girl. ”

Vassalage elegance. The oil rape has a slippery mouth. Xin Yi wanted to spit out a few words, but when he reached his throat, he swallowed them back, and after a while, he avoided his gaze, and unconsciously asked, "Nanshan, and Nanshan." Nanshan is in spring, why should it be?"

From not caring at the beginning, to putting it in the bottom of my heart. The woman's simple question, like peach blossoms all over the ground, spring water, three or two spring mosses, suddenly bloomed a touch of spring in Li Jingting's heart.

Li Jingting smiled even more happily. Beads of sweat were rolling, and a line of white teeth was as clean as a child.

"Nanshan, yes, and Nanshan! Miss Xin is waiting!" Li Jingting was so tired that his pace slowed down, but his interest was getting higher and higher, and he turned around and disappeared.

exegesis

1. Calendar days: In the Tang Dynasty and before, the calendar (called the calendar day) used in people's daily life was issued by the central government. According to the records of Volume 10 of the Six Classics of the Tang Dynasty, the duties of the Taishi Bureau's official Taishi Ling are to "observe astronomy and check the number of calendars", and the more specific responsible persons are the two "priests" under the Taishi Bureau, whose duty is to "control the country's calendar and make calendars to be issued in the world".

2. Chunlin urged to lock the smoke and thick sentences: the poem "Spring Moss" written by Li Zhong, a poet of the Southern Tang Dynasty of the fifth generation.