In the cold and quiet courtyard, under the cold and bright moonlight, there were two slender figures with straight postures standing beside the small white jade table. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The figure on the left is Yan Ziming, who is full of blue silk tied into a high ponytail with an azure hairband tied at the back of his head, wearing a thin azure gown, and the sleeve on his left arm is rolled up to his elbow, revealing a white and thin forearm, stepping on a pair of azure boots.

The figure on the right is a high bundle of black hair, the headdress of the hair is just a very simple silver hairpin, the shoulders are draped with a long one, which is about to be dragged to the ground, the edge of the clothes is finely and densely inlaid with a circle of fluffy white fox fur white cloak, the body is exposed to a strong sick breath, and there is a Lin Lanfeng that seems to exude a bitter smell of herbs.

The two of them stood at the white jade table face to face - Lin Lanfeng tilted his neck, looking at the round of disc and the moon in the sky, Yan Ziming quietly looked at Lin Lanfeng who was looking up at the moon, his face was dark and uncertain.

"I thought that Childe knew where the name of the third brother came from. Lin Lanfeng, who was looking at the disc and the moon in the sky, said this, and suddenly withdrew his gaze and looked at Yan Ziming, who was standing opposite him and posing as if he was listening carefully.

At this side, glancing at Lin Lanfeng, who hadn't talked about the topic for a long time, Yan Ziming silently raised his right hand, brushed the sleeve on his left arm that was rolled up to the elbow, brushed down the sleeve that he had picked up before, and then sat back on the white jade bench behind him.

Raising his head, his eyes looked at Lin Lanfeng coldly, Yan Ziming said in a quiet tone: "Although I was born in the palace, I am really tired of this way of speaking in a twisted way. ”

Say half a sentence and leave half a sentence, and the half sentence left behind makes people struggle to guess, this way of talking, Yan Ziming is really not an ordinary boredom, it is simply an abhorration!

He spoke in this way in the court, and it was because he had to use this way of talking—

If you speak outright unscrupulously in the court, you will only bring disaster to yourself, so in the court, if you want to live a long time, you can't say anything too bluntly.

But now it's not in the palace, it's outside, it's in Nanling County, Daliang Country, far away from the palace of the Red Ice Country! Yan Ziming felt that now that he was out of the palace, there was really no need for him to continue to use the way of conversation in the palace to disgust himself!

I have to say that Yan Ziming can still sit here so calmly now, listening to Lin Lanfeng go around the bend with him, completely for the sake of his junior brother Lin Xiaoyang's face.

After all, Lin Lanfeng is Lin Xiaoyang's second brother, if he can, Yan Ziming doesn't want to have any "disrespect" to Lin Xiaoyang's family.

Therefore, Yan Ziming spread out his disgust directly in front of Lin Lanfeng, and let Lin Lanfeng choose whether to continue to detour with him verbally, or directly explain what he wants to know in the most straightforward words.

On this side, hearing Yan Ziming's words similar to threats, Lin Lanfeng pursed his lips lightly, smiled at Yan Ziming, who was sitting on the white jade bench with a somewhat impatient face, and continued: "I heard my father say once that the name of the third brother was given to the third brother by your master. That's why he just asked......

And on that side, as soon as he heard Lin Lanfeng's words, Yan Ziming immediately frowned and retorted in a low voice: "How could it be?" When the master took the third junior brother up the mountain, the third junior brother was already five or six years old, could it be that the master had already ...... before that" The voice suddenly stopped, and the guess in Yan Ziming's heart was not said after all.

Under Yan Ziming's almost intently focused gaze, I saw Lin Lanfeng nodding slightly at Yan Ziming, and then, Lin Lanfeng took over Yan Ziming's unfinished words: "Although I was young at that time, I clearly remembered that before the third brother was born, no, to be precise, there was a mysterious guest at home not long after my mother was pregnant with the third brother.

The day the guest came, it was a sunny day, and he walked through the gate of the Lin family's main village, and he politely asked the porter to give his father first. Later, listening to the porter's description, the guest was wrapped in a light gray cloak, and under the hood of the huge cloak, it was tightly sealed, and no one could see his face. But judging by his size, he should be a man.

And that day, my father should have gone out to run errands, and it was a very anxious thing. However, after the guest came to visit, my father changed his itinerary and stayed at home to entertain the guests. From this point of view, it can be speculated that the visitor's visit should be unexpected by my father, but the identity of the guest made my father pay special attention to it. ”

Under the cold and bright moonlight, Yan Ziming, who was sitting on the white jade bench at the white jade table, looked at Lin Lanfeng quietly, quietly listened to Lin Lanfeng's gentle voice, and said the words of the light breeze.

And on the other side, Lin Lanfeng, who was standing at the white jade table, seemed to have fallen into a memory, and as he spoke, he raised his head again and looked at the disc-like bright moon in the sky, and his gentle voice seemed to be integrated into the bone marrow, and he slowly said word by word: "I still remember that the guest who suddenly came to visit stayed in the study with his father for a long time, and before entering the study, his father gave an order that no one should step into his father's courtyard without his permission.

Therefore, until the guest later left the Lin family's main estate, no one in the huge Lin family knew the identity of the mysterious guest except for his father. And as soon as the mysterious guest left, the father announced the name of the third brother. At that time, my father said that he named his third brother 'Xiao Yang', Xiao Ran's Xiao, Sunshine's Yang, Xiao Yang.

Lin Xiaoyang, this name is a boy's name when I hear it, but at that time, my mother had just conceived her third brother, and she was still seven or eight months away from giving birth. Even the doctors who came to the house to check the pulse of the mother bluntly said that the mother was pregnant for a short time, and not only could not distinguish between men and women, but also could not distinguish how many fetuses were in the mother's womb. But......

At that time, the father of the family set the name of the third brother, and said conclusively that the mother was born in this womb, it must be a boy, and it will be an extremely healthy boy, and the name is the word 'Xiaoyang', which has never changed. At that time, no one in the Lin family took his father's words to heart, and he only liked men and women.

However, eight months later, the mother gave birth to an extremely healthy baby boy, and even the doctors present at the time said in unison that the third brother's body was the healthiest of all the newborn babies they had seen before. So, the name of the third brother is taken from the word 'Xiao Yang' announced by his father a few months ago. ”

Speaking of this, Lin Lanfeng slowly lowered his head and looked at Yan Ziming, who was sitting at the white jade table.

This bowed his head, Lin Lanfeng found that Yan Ziming had rested his elbow on the white jade table beside him at some point, leaning on the edge of the white jade table obliquely, and also cocked Erlang's legs, putting on a posture of hanging children, but Yan Ziming's expression was calm, and a pair of narrow Danfeng eyes had a somewhat serious look.

Looking at Yan Ziming, who was so cynical, Lin Lanfeng didn't say anything, only pursed his lips, showed a gentle smile at Yan Ziming, and then continued to use his gentle and gentle voice to continue: "Coincidentally, not long after the third brother was born, I happened to hear my father reciting words to the newborn third brother.

In addition, because my father only recited it orally at that time, he did not hear the content of the poem clearly. Later, on my father's desk, I saw a long poem transcribed on the proclamation. After reading it carefully, I realized that the long poem was the poem that my father had recited to his third brother before.

Because there was no nomination for that long poem, and there was no one to mention the poem, I was curious for a while, so I searched through all the ancient poetry collections at home, and finally was surprised to find that there was no long poem without nomination in more than 100 poetry collections at home. Not only can you not read the source, but even the author can't read it. ”

At this point, Lin Lanfeng paused his voice, and after glancing deeply at Yan Ziming, Lin Lanfeng slowly whispered: "Yan Dan is a good cultivator, and he aims to repay the strong victory." Recruit centurions, and get Jingqing in the twilight of the year. The gentleman died as a confidant, and he lifted his sword out of Yanjing. Su Jiming Guangmo generously sent me off. The male hair refers to the dangerous crown, and rushes to the long tassels. Drinking and drinking on the water, four columns of heroes. gradually departed from the tragedy, and Song Yi sang loudly. Xiao Xiao mourned the passing of the wind, and the cold waves were born. Shang Yin was even more runny, and Yu played a strong man who was shocked. I know that I will not return, and I will have a name for the future. When to board the car, fly into the Qin Court. It is more than 10,000 miles and more than 1,000 cities. The picture is poor, and the lord is in a daze. It's a pity that the swordsmanship is sparse, and the miraculous feats are not accomplished! Although his person has died, there are thousands of more than a thousand feelings. ”

The voice was soft, and after reading this long poem sentence by sentence, Lin Lanfeng lowered his eyes slightly, as if he was reminiscing about the righteousness and arrogance described in this long poem.

"Poetry, it's a good poem......" When Lin Lanfeng was silent, he sat at the white jade table, resting his elbows on the white jade table beside him, leaning on the side of the white jade table, crossing Erlang's legs, and posing like a hanger, Yan Ziming praised it so sincerely. However, as soon as the words turned, he heard Yan Ziming ask in such a tone, "But what does this have to do with our master?"

was interrupted by Yan Ziming's thoughts of recollection, Lin Lanfeng was not annoyed, only replied with a slight smile from Yan Ziming, and his voice was still gentle and gentle: "Childe, don't worry, the cause of this matter is more complicated, so I need to talk about it slowly." ”

I have to say that Yan Ziming was very dissatisfied with Lin Lanfeng's fluttering "come slowly", but ......

Why did Lin Lanfeng, who he asked first, believe Lin Xiaoyang, and Lin Lanfeng is now ...... It seems to be explaining the reason to him from the beginning, so ......

For Lin Lanfeng's procrastination, Yan Ziming endured it!

On that side, after telling Yan Ziming that he needed to "come slowly", Lin Lanfeng didn't care whether Yan Ziming was willing to listen to him "come slowly", Lin Lanfeng had already continued to say it to himself: "Although my father is not valued by my father, the gentleman who first taught me to learn Chinese characters is my father. It can be said that although he didn't know many words because he was young, he knew his father's handwriting the most.

My father's handwriting is vigorous and powerful, like a dragon and a phoenix, but the long poem transcribed on the proclamation, although the handwriting is also a dragon and a phoenix, it does not have half a point of vigor and strength, so it has a sense of rigidity and softness.

Therefore, although he was still young at the time, when he first saw this poem, he immediately recognized that the handwriting that wrote this poem was not from his father's hand.

Except for listening to my father recite it once, I had never seen or heard this long poem from it before, so I was very curious about who wrote such a poem.

So, I copied this long poem and took it to the school to ask the master, but all the masters said that they had never heard of a poet who had written such a long poem.

Several masters unanimously denied it, so they became more curious and wanted to know the origin of this long poem. However, I searched through all the ancient poetry collections at home, and even searched through the poetry collections sold on the market, but I never found the source and author of this poem. ”

As soon as the words stopped, Lin Lanfeng looked at Yan Ziming intently, word by word, and asked Yan Ziming extremely seriously: "Son, if it were you, how would you stay?"

On this side, Yan Zi, who was sitting at the white jade table with Erlang's legs crossed, was silent for a moment when he heard this, and then replied clearly: "Ask the owner of this poem, that is, your father." ”

Since you can't find the answer, it's definitely a wise choice to ask the person who originally owned the poem.

And on that side, Lin Lanfeng not only did not deny the answer given by Yan Ziming, but also nodded very seriously, although his voice was still gentle and gentle, but with unparalleled seriousness: "Yes, I went to consult my father in the last place." And back then, Zaixia's father told Zaixia-

This poem was left by a guest who came to the house. And that guest is the mysterious guest who suddenly visited Lin's house shortly after his mother became pregnant with her third brother and asked her father to temporarily change his itinerary.

Moreover, I learned from my father that after the guest entered the study with my father, he did not say anything else, but took the lead in transcribing this long poem. Then, the guest pointed to the two sentences in the poem, 'Xiao Xiao mourns the death of the wind, and the surging cold waves are born', and gave the third brother the name of 'Xiao Yang'.

At that time, because of curiosity, I asked my father about the identity of the mysterious guest, but my father did not tell me, but this was expected by Xia.

At that time, my father only said that the guest was an extremely distinguished guest, and if he had the opportunity to meet that distinguished guest in the next day, he must treat him with courtesy, and he must not be disrespectful. (To be continued.) )