In the Cangzhou annals "Mingtai Chronicle", there is such a passage:

In the winter of the 32nd year of Mingtai, in the middle of December, on the winter solstice, the snow drifted in Cangzhou on the sixth day, the sun was clouded on the thirteenth, the snow covered thousands of miles, the snow accumulated more than two feet, the river froze, people lived in the house, and the beasts were in the hole

This is the coldest and longest winter in Cangzhou on record, and even some monks can't leave the house, let alone ordinary people?

This year, there was no trace of the plain white Luoshan Plain for more than ten days.

One day, dozens of people who suddenly appeared and walked slowly towards the imperial city against the wind and snow added a different kind of anger to the silent land.

There are forty of the top cavalry of the dynasty in the front and back, and the snow god cavalry guards, and three large carriages in the middle, which is all there is to this team.

The curtain of the carriage at the back was lifted by a girl in red, and she looked at the goose feather snow and the vast white world, and sighed, so beautiful.

After a moment, she shook her head and sighed, it would be even more beautiful if she could see pedestrians.

The coachman in the middle carriage was a middle-aged man, and the reddish-brown horse was idle, and he didn't seem to take the bad weather to heart, perhaps the coachman's liquor made it hot all over, so the weather could not help it.

After some distance, it felt cold, so the coachman gave it a sip of liquor and continued on its way.

There were four people sitting in the carriage, a young man in black, with dark eyes, writing a letter.

A gray-clothed young man was reading a book, with a pair of three-color heavy eyes revealing seriousness.

The little girl in the blue dress was eating candy, her two little feet were swaying happily, and she looked at the focused brother and big brother from time to time, and she also thought it was funny.

The old gentleman was always closing his eyes and recuperating, and seemed to be asleep again.

The young man with heavy eyes put down the book, looked at the young man in black, and asked, "What are you writing?"

The black-clothed young man happened to finish writing at this time, so he collected his pen and said: "The northernmost part of Luoshan Yuan is the imperial city, and Brother Wang said that tomorrow will come, write a letter to say goodbye to senior brother." ”

The next day, the first batch of teenagers recommended to study in Yingtianfu in the imperial city entered the imperial city with the gentleman who went south at the beginning of the year, and temporarily lived in Ruihua Lane, Chenghu near Yingtianfu, waiting for the beginning of spring in the next year, and carried out a three-year study in Yingtianfu.

Mr. took a boy in black and a little girl in a blue dress back to the library, which caused a heated discussion about Mr. accepting apprentices.

Mr. seems to have only two students in this life, one is Nangong Xu, the head of the border Nangong family who planted bamboo for ten years and entered the realm of holy light a hundred years ago, and the second is to nominate and write "Gathering learning is the sea, then the nine rivers are swallowed, and the hundred generations are respected; "His Royal Highness the Second Prince of the Apocalypse. 【】

Mr. and the students were all a generation of strange people, and suddenly some good people thought that those two children must be gifted prodigies.

In three days, it only took three days for this matter to spread all over the Confucian circle in Cangzhou, and even some great Confucians in the south heard about it.

Suddenly, there was another topic after the tea and dinner of the people in the imperial city, and the storyteller in the teahouse had another section where dozens of people braved the snow to enter the imperial city......

Of course, while these hot topics are going on, there are also many small things happening that enrich this wonderful world.

For example, a child with three-colored double pupils was taken by a groom to Lane 27 in the south of the Imperial City.

South 27 Lane Lane Mouth lives a family, one of thousands of ordinary people, the head of the household is a scholar, has been here for several years, by writing letters and couplets for a living, so the relationship with the neighborhood is not bad, according to the scholar said that his surname is Ye, everyone also followed those who read respectfully called him "Mr. Ye".

Mr. Ye is about 20 years old, with a beard at the corner of his mouth, a kind face, and a smile on his face, usually wearing a washed gray shirt with a book pinned to his waist, which he reads at his leisure.

On this day, Mr. Ye got up early and smashed the wheel with a hammer, and the sound was heard

Lin Yi, the neighbor's child who went out and got up to pee, heard the noise and asked, "Mr. Ye, what are you doing so early?"

"I didn't do anything, but I was frozen and wanted to boil some boiling water. Mr. Ye said, continuing to beat.

Lin Yi sighed, then shook his body, shivered, and ran back to sleep.

Mr. Ye knocked, and the door was suddenly pushed open, and a handsome man dressed gorgeously and wearing a robe walked in.

He ignored it and continued to bang on the wheel.

The man sighed in his hands, rubbed his hands, looked around at the simple and dilapidated yard, and then said, "You have lived here all these years?"

Mr. Ye continued to do his own thing, and said casually: "Although it is a little simple, didn't you say something before, 'Si is a humble room, but Wu Dexin'?

The man held his forehead, shook his head and smiled bitterly, without explanation, anyway, no one believed it for so many years.

He looked at Mr. Ye and said, "It's so thin, isn't it cold?"

"It's okay. Mr. Ye said, "In fact, it is not cold on a snowy day, and this kind of weather is afraid of rain, and freezing rain is the most uncomfortable." ”

The man walked over, looked at the roller, and said, "Why don't I help you?"

After that, he glanced at the wheels that had been frozen into ice lumps.

Mr. Ye wanted to stop it, but by this time, the ice had already turned into water.

He glared at the man, who pursed his lips and smiled, not arguing.

Mr. Ye ignored him, picked up the bucket next to him and hung it on the roller to draw water, but when he turned the roller, he found it extremely easy......

So, he glared at the man again and let go of his hand.

A moment later, a bucket full of water flew out of the well and landed firmly on the ground.

Mr. Ye said angrily: "I can do it myself, I'm not allowed to interfere, don't use that body of cultivation to show off everywhere all day long, it's better to do more of your own things if you have that leisure." ”

As he spoke, he slowly entered the house carrying water.

The man followed behind and said, "Am I not just pretending in front of my brother, but in exchange for someone else...... How dare I?"

Mr. Ye gave him a blank look and said, "If you change someone else, you will directly lift the sword, right?"

The man was exposed, without any embarrassment and touching his head, just smiled slightly, and said, "The emperor who knows me...... Brother also. ”

"Come less, my surname is Ye, but it's not your Ye anymore. Mr. Ye entered the house, poured water into the tank, and said, "The house is not as good as yours, sit anywhere." ”

The man was silent, and sat casually on the bench in the corner.

Mr. Ye continued to fetch water, but there was a man there, he would not be tired, more than a dozen buckets of water before and after, Mr. Ye's weak body did not shed a drop of sweat.

So, Mr. Ye closed the door and yelled at the man: "Ye Sheng, you haven't seen me for three years and are still playing these tricks with me?"

There has always been an empty yard at the entrance of South Thirteenth Lane, but from today onwards, it is no longer empty, and a gray-clothed young man has moved in under the leadership of a man, just opposite Mr. Ye.

The young man looked at a middle-aged man standing at the mouth of the alley, holding a knife in his hand, and looked like Wang Zhi, so he looked at Wang Zhi and cast a questioning look.

Wang Zhi walked over and said, "What kind of wind blew you to me?"

The man said: "Your Highness thinks about that, so let's take a look, and then you really went to be a coachman for Mr. this year?"

"yes, it feels good to see the world outside. ”

The man nodded slightly, and did not speak again.

At this time, an angry roar came from the courtyard: "I haven't seen you for three years, and you still play these tricks with me?"

Zhao Xue was stunned, and then left with Wang Zhi.

He asked Wang Zhi: "Brother Wang, do you know?"

"Well, my brother, the personal bodyguard of some great man, and...... Apologists. ”

"Oh. ”

At the same time, somewhere in Ruihua Lane, Chenghu, a domesticated blue-eyed wild goose flew south with a letter.

It kept flying, and finally landed at a Hongyan post station somewhere in Cangshan.

The messenger of the post station hurriedly took down the letter on the feet of Hongyan, looked at the address, and handed it to the messenger who was specially responsible for sending it to the Yinshan area, and the messenger rode on a good horse and disappeared into the heavy snow in a moment.

......

A group of bandits robbed a team of rich and noble sons who had returned from Cangshan experience, and after receiving a large amount of wealth, they returned to the mountain with the joy of returning with a full load.

The bandit leader approached the white shadow a few feet before he noticed the man with his back to them.

Alone in this big snow flat, dressed luxuriously, and looking young, it can't be that the son of the family came out to walk the rivers and lakes, and then saw this group of bandits, and wanted to do chivalrous justice.

The leader smiled playfully and said, "Dare to block the master's way, looking for death, right?"

The man turned around, looked at him, and smiled.

That look was like looking at an idiot.

"Fuck you, it's you kid?" The bandit leader suddenly said, "You don't want to fucking live anymore, do you?

Strange to say, in recent days, I heard that there was an experienced county boy near Yinshan, and I don't know how the news got to the mountain.

Since the last encirclement and suppression in Yinshan, they have not tasted meat for many years, and they hide in the deep mountains and old forests all day long, and they almost eat grass.

Not to mention, there is really such a son, and it happened to be met by them, the girl was stunned, and when she saw them riding a horse and roaring, her legs were so weak that she trembled, and she held out the silver money and self-defense talisman on her body with both hands, and shouted one by one.

They don't even have the ** to kill, they have never seen such soft bones, so let's trust the blessing of the bosses of Yinshan can also call a sentence of Yinshan bandits, and you have to kill hard bones to kill people, otherwise you won't fall into the name of Yinshan.

And that boy brother is the slutty little bastard in front of him.

"Legs are not weak, damn Lao Tzu's knife only drinks the blood of hard bones, get out!" shouted the bandit leader.

The man took out a wooden sword, stuck it in the ground, and said, "It's hard to catch you fools, how can you let it go?" Originally, I wanted to see if there were any other bandits who came to eat black with you, after all, although there is a common boss, but the bottom is still not unified, but ......"

The man said angrily, "You fools are the ones who went down the mountain together. ”

"It's okay, it's going to be done!"

As he spoke, the man stretched out his hand as if to take his sword, but at this moment, the bandit leader quickly took out his big sword and slashed at the man.

With a loud bang, the big knife galloped away, and instantly disappeared into the snow, and the imaginary scene of the man being split in half by a knife did not appear.

He wondered to himself, who was this man? Did he not aim at it, or was it ...... The man was too fast?

He looked intently, and the man was standing there, casually, as if he had never moved, and yet ...... The wooden sword on the right hand side of the man before was firmly inserted on the left hand side.

In other words, this man moved to the other side of the wooden sword the moment he drew his sword, how could this be? He looked like he was only a teenager, but a teenager.

Thinking of this, the bandit leader swallowed his saliva and asked tentatively, "Who are you?"

The corners of the young man's mouth rose slightly, gently pulled out the wooden sword, and slowly spoke: "Lao Tzu called...... Yiyang!"

With that, the young man suddenly picked up his wooden sword and rushed towards him, jumped up in front of him, and raised his sword......