jinjiang is independent, and the pirate is rolling!

Yan Xiubai spent a lot of effort to persuade Yan Changsheng to replace the black paint, to be honest, he really didn't understand Cangyun's aesthetics, they were also wearing armor and military salaries, Tiance's military masters were red and silver armor, heroic and cool, and Cangyun was black like a crow, but there was a pinch of white hair on the top of his head.

The person who designed such a military uniform for Cangyun must have a grudge against them, or a deep hatred!

In the past, Yan Changsheng was always dressed like this, like a big crow, but now it has shrunk, it is just a little crow, and the little crow still has a soft spot for his outfit, and he will never take it off.

But for the New Year, of course, it should be more festive, looking like a filial piety in black, Yan Xiubai chased after him for an afternoon, and finally succeeded in taking the black off him.

This is also thanks to the fact that the other party has shrunk now, otherwise he would never have succeeded.

Yan Chang's face was red with anger, and he shivered in the howling north wind with only a single coat, and the long robe shrouded his head, wrapping him in it, and he could clearly smell the faint scent of ink coming from his clothes.

Yan Changsheng's face turned even redder, this time he was ashamed, of course, he would never admit it.

The clothes made for Yan Changsheng were sent a few days earlier, both the clothes were made of materials and workmanship, and they were made by Zhuang Ji, the most famous person in Haozhou Mansion, which was the shop of Master Zhuang's family, so no matter what the people in the prefect's mansion said, they confiscated the money, and even sent a few more sets of adult men's clothes, you don't have to think about it to know who it is for.

In the words of Master Zhuang, the prefect kept his treasure, if it wasn't for fear of affecting the reputation of the adult, it would not be an exaggeration to give a gift of thousands of dollars, and now it is just a few sets of clothes.

Yan Xiubai chose a big red dress for Yan Changsheng, it looked festive, Yan Changsheng's face turned dark, if it wasn't for the other party grabbing him, he almost ran away very unproductively, to be honest, he had never worn such a gorgeous dress in his life.

The red robe, red boots, and even the headband tied on his head were red, Yan Changsheng glanced at himself in the mirror, it was so dazzling, like a red lantern hanging at the door.

Yan Xiubai is very satisfied, for the New Year, of course, you have to wear a little festive, and such a gorgeous color is not inconsistent with Yan Changsheng at all, but the delicate facial features of the young man are more eye-catching.

"It's pretty good!" Yan Xiubai patted his head and exclaimed.

Yan Changsheng knew that he couldn't resist, but he was unwilling, and finally frowned and demanded that he must also wear red, not that he should be like a lantern alone, and the other party must also accompany him.

Yan Xiubai thought about it, but he didn't object, and agreed quite happily.

On the thirtieth day of the Chinese New Year's Eve, Yan Xiubai asked people to prepare a sumptuous Chinese New Year's Eve dinner, and then gave everyone a vacation, and there were only him and Yan Changsheng in the main hall.

He was dressed in a dark red brocade robe, but he didn't look demonic, but the peach blossom eyes lined with him were more amorous.

The sound of firecrackers outside could be heard clearly even from such a distance, and after eating, Yan Xiubai said, "Do you want to set off fireworks?" ”

Yan Changsheng's eyes lit up suddenly, and he nodded vigorously.

When he was about to go out, Yan Changsheng habitually picked up the sword and shield that he put aside, which made Yan Xiubai stop and his eyes fell on his hand.

Yan Changsheng looked at the sword and shield in his hand, and then at the other party's gradually frowning brows, his eyes were puzzled, "What's wrong?"

Yan Xiubai sighed and said, "Can you put down your shield knife first tonight, let's go to set off fireworks, not to go into battle to kill the enemy, so you don't need to take them with you anytime and anywhere." ”

Yan Changsheng pursed his lips, Cangyun Jun's sword and shield never left his body, and even when he was sleeping, their sword and shield had to be placed within reach, ensuring that they could fight at any time. He remembered that when he was a child, when he first entered Cangyun, Xue Shuai told him that the weapon in his hand was their closest partner and their life, and Cangyun, who had lost his sword and shield, was a toothless tiger, and there was no difference between it and a lamb to be slaughtered!

He had always remembered Xue Shuai's words, and he had always done so, but now there was someone who wanted him to put down the sword and shield in his hand.

Yan Changsheng subconsciously clenched his hands, a cold touch came, and when he looked up, he saw the other party's frowning brow.

He turned, put the sword and shield back in place, his hand empty, and then a hand a little bigger than him reached over and grabbed him, and the warm heat warmed his hand with it.

The fireworks are very beautiful, Yanmen Pass is a bitter cold place, Yan Changsheng grew up there since he was a child, and he has never seen such a beautiful scenery like a flower, and his eyes are round.

Yan Xiubai was a little amused, handed him the fire fold in his hand, and said, "You go and put one." ”

Yan Changsheng was naturally not timid, and when he touched it, when the fireworks exploded, he laughed, and the fireworks in the sky were reflected in his eyes, which looked extraordinarily bright.

Yan Xiubai looked at it, he was a little distracted, this was the first time he had seen him laugh so happily, not ridicule or sarcasm, but really laugh happily.

No matter how many fireworks there are in the mansion, they will be finished, seeing that he likes it, Yan Xiubai thought for a while and said: "I remember that there is a fireworks festival in the Haozhou Mansion tonight, I don't know if it has started, do you want to go and see it?"

Yan Changsheng shook his head, "I'm going to keep a vigil with you." ”

Yan Xiubai didn't expect him to say this, so he was slightly stunned and smiled: "It's up to you." ”

Chinese New Year's Eve is a vigil to welcome the arrival of the new year, Yan Xiubai is not very particular, he just didn't expect Yan Changsheng to care a lot about this.

The vigil of the two of them was very boring, Yan Changsheng was not a good person to chat with, and Yan Xiubai felt that he was about to fall asleep under the silence of the two phases.

So he decided to find something to do for himself.

"Tell me a story. He said.

Yan Changsheng was stunned for a moment, telling a story, what kind of story to tell?

"Whatever you want. Yan Xiubai yawned, "Otherwise, I'll be about to fall asleep." ”

Yan Changsheng's brows were about to kill the flies, and under the repeated urging of the other party, he finally held back a sentence: "Once upon a time there was a mountain"

"Poof—"

The sudden laughter made the sentence that he had finally held back stuck, and Yan Xiubai hurriedly apologized: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I didn't hold back for a while, you continue!"

Yan Changsheng's face turned red, and he suddenly had some itchy hands, but unfortunately the shield knife was not by his side.

He glared at him, and decided to continue for the sake of the other party's sincere apology.

"Once upon a time there was a mountain, and an old monk lived on the mountain, and one day the old monk went out and picked up a child and came back, and he named him Little Monk."

"Poof-ahem-ahem-"

Yan Xiu Baile was extremely sad and choked, he coughed a few times, wiped away his tears, and said, "Ahem, I'm fine, you continue." ”

Yan Changsheng can still talk about ghosts, he stood up suddenly, walked to a position farthest from Yan Xiubai, and sat down.

Directly indicates his current mood.

Yan Xiubai looked at him with a smile, his sleepiness was gone, he clapped his hands and smiled: "Xiaoyan, you are so coke, why did I find out that you were so interesting now" It was not at all the same as the fierce man in his previous life, it turned out that he was so cute when he was young.

Yan Changsheng was angry, he didn't know what was interesting about him, was that story? But when Xue Shuai told him this story, he listened very carefully, and in the end he was very sad, because the little monk died, he didn't like the other party's attitude of making fun of him, he didn't like it at all.

"Don't talk about it!" he refused to speak to him.

Seeing that he was really angry, Yan Xiubai was no longer sultry, although the other party was a milk leopard, but it was also a milk leopard with only minions, and it hurt to scratch people.

He beckoned to him, and when he saw that the other party ignored him, he said, "Okay, I'll tell you a story, can it be regarded as reparation?!"

Yan Changsheng's ears moved.

Yan Xiubai thought for a while, and chose a story that had been told to many junior sisters, as for why it was a junior sister and no junior brother, he said that every junior sister is a potential stock, a future beauty embryo, a bear child junior brother or something, or how far away it is.

He coughed lightly, and was about to speak, but was interrupted by Yan Changsheng.

"You wait!" the other seemed to hesitate for a moment, and then said, "I don't want to listen to the story, I want to listen to you play the piano, just like that night." ”

Yes, there are also orders. Yan Xiubai didn't object, so he went to get the piano.

He came back quickly, holding a guqin made of paulownia wood in his arms, which was not expensive, ten taels of silver a hand, a little more expensive than the previous one.

He tried to play a few notes first, and then said: "The sound quality is not good, and you can only buy this kind of silver for ten taels of silver, so you can just listen to it." ”

Although it is a promise, Yan Xiubai's skills have completely made up for the defects in the quality of the guqin itself.

Yan Changsheng gradually immersed himself in the sound of the piano, he didn't know anything about the rhythm, he didn't know what kind of music the other party played, and he didn't know how to describe the beauty of the piano, but his heart was completely calm because of this sound of the piano.

He thought about that night again, and the sudden sound of the piano made the fierce aura that he was about to uncontrollable slowly smooth down

Yan Changsheng likes the sound of the other party's piano, and he prefers the person who plays the piano, and he has never understood this more clearly than at this moment.

I don't know when the sound of firecrackers outside has stopped, and in the middle of the night in the cold winter, one of them plays the piano, and the other listens quietly, and the atmosphere can be called warm.

And at this moment, a piano suddenly closed in.

Yan Xiubai sighed, his subordinates paused slightly, but the sound of the piano outside did not stop, as if he was waiting for him, Yan Xiubai smiled slightly, and followed.

One of the two piano notes is raised, one is lowered, one is as turbulent as a rapid, and the other is as far away as a floating cloud.

At the end of the song, Yan Xiubai was extremely happy, he stood up, and laughed: "Your Excellency Xianle, please bow down, can you show up and see it?!"

A chuckle sounded, and a light blue figure floated in, "I haven't seen you for half a year, Lord Yan is fine." The man said.

Handsome appearance, smiling eyebrows and eyes, and the familiar tulip fragrance, who is not Chu Liuxiang.

For a prisoner of the imperial court, or a person who ran away from him, Yan Xiubai should take him to prison as soon as he sees him.

But now he only glanced at him, and then all attention was on the man behind him.

It was a monk, plainly dressed and white-socked, and the dust was spotless, as if the clouds were hanging down from the nine heavens.

When the man entered the house, under the light, Yan Xiubai was used to seeing all kinds of beauties, and he couldn't help but be amazed for a moment when he saw him clearly.

Handsome and dusty, with beautiful eyebrows and eyes, and a beautiful face like a girl, but his gentle expression and chic demeanor are definitely not what any woman will have.

The man was still holding the piano in his arms, smiling slightly, gentle and elegant.

"Today is just a trip at the invitation of Chu Xiangshuai, but I didn't expect to meet a bosom friend, which is a blessing without flowers. As he spoke, he glanced at the guqin beside Yan Xiubai, shook his head and sighed: "It's a pity that this qin is not worthy of Lord Yan's piano skills." ”