At the beginning of the morning, Jinxiu could only open his eyes, but the half-squinted eyes were still sleepy, but when he saw the white expanse outside the window, he even thought of the sudden change in the weather last night, and knew that it was snowing.

Jinxiu put on her boots, put on a fox fur, walked to the window, pushed open a crack, and saw snowflakes the size of goose feathers falling outside, and the cold wind mixed with snowflakes blew, making a whirring sound, and the listeners felt lonely and cold for no reason.

Jinxiu cleaned her face, turned out her clothes, and rearranged herself, which made her feel a little lighter.

These days, if Xiao Lingyun sleeps a little hard in the carriage, then it can almost be said that Jinxiu rarely closes his eyes, although he has slept for only a few hours today, but for Jinxiu, it is enough to relieve fatigue.

But when I saw that Jinxiu was washed and dressed up again, I couldn't help but smile when I looked in the mirror, but I saw the person in the mirror, with an ink-colored black robe, wide sleeves and a light brush, a high crown and jade belt, and a mask that needed to be covered.

Touching the soft whip wrapped around his waist, Jinxiu turned around and pushed the door open, and saw dozens of Jinwei standing quietly under the corridor, and occasionally, there was a person holding a broom to gently remove the snow, it was really gentle, so light that Jinxiu didn't hear any sound.

Seeing this, a flash of emotion flashed in Jinxiu's eyes, and he raised his hand as if he had found two sheepskin bladders in his sleeve pocket, and threw them to them and said loudly, "There is strong wine in the bag, it's cold, drink some to warm up..."

For the first two Jinwei raised their hands to take it, and then they smiled indifferently, and the Jinwei knelt down on one knee to thank Jinxiu, although Jinxiu did not like it, but still accepted it, raised his hand and exempted him, and saw that there was a clever opening to say

"The master is waiting for you in the main hall to dine in the marshal's courtyard, and I have sent a message, lord.... Jin Gongzi, you might as well go back to your room and wait, it's snowing outside, so as not to suffer the cold...."

Hearing this, although Jinxiu sighed at the delicate mind of this Jinwei, he still opened his mouth and asked, "It shouldn't be too early now, right, the marshal hasn't eaten yet?"

Without waiting for the Jinwei to answer, he saw Hua Wuyue and Wuxian striding from the courtyard gate side by side, and replied, "I slept late yesterday, and I didn't wake up early, I have already briefly told my uncle about the situations you encountered, and he sighed again and again, waiting for you to tell him a story.....

Hua Wuyue heard the words and said, "Yes, I miss your story, and I miss your craftsmanship...."

As he spoke, he bent his fox eyes and smiled seductively, "I said... Cough, Brother Jin, when you rest for two days, let's satisfy our appetites, really, when I see you, the saliva in this mouth can't help but secrete..."

As soon as his words fell, Wuwu's feet unceremoniously put a mark on Hua Wuyue's fresh clothes, and he suddenly became angry and said gloomily

"Speak carefully, don't use any words, Xiaojin... It's not for you to cook, even if you lose your tongue, you have to put up with it..."

After he finished speaking, he immediately smiled and watched the lively splendid stride away, leaving only Hua Wuyue's "Oops, Oops" pretended to be a howl.

If you ask Hua Wuyue if it hurts, he will definitely say that it hurts! But to say that it hurts to the extent that it is worth his wail, it is not enough. Therefore, seeing the two of them walking away, Hua Wuyue twisted her body and followed under the smiling farewell of the guards!

The former merry son, one day he will end up in such a situation, I don't know how many women in the imperial capital will be sad....

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The dining room is large, with four wide open doors facing a few red plum trees that are just open.

Along the way, Wuxian held the oil-paper umbrella handed over by Jinwei and held the splendid embroidery by his side, and the flower without an umbrella behind him was sour.

But I didn't want to, Bei Jinghong, who was standing in front of the dining room door with an umbrella, saw this, but praised it with a smile, "I just found out that Jin... 's stature is a lot taller..."

He bent his peach blossom eyes and smiled with satisfaction, "I have grown up, I always feel that I haven't been gone for long, but I don't want to, goodbye, everyone has changed......"

Under the red plum tree, Bei Jinghong was wearing a white cloud brocade embroidered with acacia flowers, covered with a royal blue robe, and a black fox fur hood lined his white jade face, which was a little more immature.

Holding a white oil-paper umbrella between his slender fingers, decorated with a little red plum on it, he just stood like that, but it made people feel a little beautiful.

Jinbei Jinghong listened to the joy in his heart, couldn't help laughing, took the lead in the front, suppressed the smile, and then looked at the Jinxiu who followed behind him and said, "You, you, no matter how it changes, this mouth is as sweet as ever..."

Now that he sees that he has a sweetheart, Bei Jinghong sometimes goes into a trance, only to realize that he is already so old, although his face has not changed much, but his heart has long been vicissitudes.

At this moment, listening to Jinxiu say this, there is more joy in my heart that I have not seen for a long time. Wuxian followed reluctantly, and after helping Jinxiu settle a seat, he sat down beside her.

With such a look, Hua Wuyue and Bei Jinghong were amused in their hearts, and at the same time, they were also a little envious, Bei Jinghong waved his hand towards the door, and immediately a servant sent breakfast one by one, and Jinxiu just spoke

"No matter how it changes, brocade is still brocade, even if the years change, it is the same..."

These words made Bei Jinghong's heart move, but he felt that after everything was completed, wouldn't it be better to marry a daughter-in-law and go back to Qingniu Village to be neighbors with Wuwu?

Thinking about it this way, the more I think it is feasible, the curvature of the corners of my eyes is even more raised, and the more sparkling it becomes. Xiu pursed his lips and smiled, "Jin thinks that the years are particularly attached to the marshal, looking at it like this, it looks like a newly crowned son, I don't know how charming..."

Bei Jinghong listened to the joy in his heart, couldn't help laughing, walked in front of everyone, collected his mind, then suppressed the smile, looked at the Jinxiu who followed behind him and said, "You, you, no matter how it changes, this mouth is as sweet as ever..."

Now that he sees that he has a sweetheart, Bei Jinghong sometimes goes into a trance, only to realize that he is already so old, although his face has not changed much, but his heart has long been vicissitudes.

At this moment, listening to Jinxiu say this, there is more joy in my heart that I have not seen for a long time. Wuxian followed reluctantly, and after helping Jinxiu settle a seat, he sat down beside her.

With such a look, Hua Wuyue and Bei Jinghong were amused in their hearts, and at the same time, they were also a little envious, Bei Jinghong waved his hand towards the door, and immediately a servant sent breakfast one by one, and Jinxiu just spoke

"No matter how it changes, brocade is still brocade, even if the years change, it is the same..."

These words made Bei Jinghong's heart move, but he felt that after everything was completed, wouldn't it be better to marry a daughter-in-law and go back to Qingniu Village to be neighbors with Wuwu?

Thinking about it this way, the more I think it is feasible, the curvature of the corners of my eyes is even more raised, and the more sparkling it becomes.

Eating fish fillet porridge, listening to Jinxiu talk about what happened these days, the atmosphere on the table was a little dull, not long after Jinxiu's words fell, Bei Jinghong suddenly sounded something, looking at Jinxiudao

"The former prefect of Surabaya City you mentioned is called Xiao Zheng, and their family has found it in the mining pile..."

Not to mention that he is now an innocent uncle, or as a native of the Northern Regions, he really doesn't like this court now, and he is a traitor, taking bribes wantonly, and the officials below have followed him when they hear the news, and it is bad from the root, making the people feel bad.

But compared to these, he still has to stay in the border city at the moment, if it weren't for Jinxiu, I'm afraid that it will be difficult to stop at this moment, thinking that Bei Jinghong finally put down the dishes and chopsticks and said

"They are not in good condition, his son and his wife have been sick for a long time at the moment, but I don't know what it looks like, I have sent them to pick them up in a comfortable carriage, presumably, it will be there soon...."

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard the sound of small footsteps outside the dining room......