Heavy snow fell in the capital, heavy white was pressed on the tiled houses, and the official roads were even more sparsely populated. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The cold winter wind blew off a lot of snow on the trees, and the entire capital was immersed in the cold.

A rickety figure stood far away outside the city gate, the old man was wearing a simple black robe, his appearance was ordinary, the years had carved a knife mark on his face and he looked very old, his eyes were slightly squinted, and he looked into the distance from time to time.

It wasn't until an ant-sized figure appeared in the distance that the old man's hands behind him quietly put down.

I saw him tidy up his face and walk forward quickly.

The old man nodded to the young man who was leading the way on horseback, and patted off the snow on his body and came to the magnificent carriage.

Through the heavy curtain, his hoarse voice could be heard clearly.

"It's the eldest lady in the car? The old slave has been waiting here for a long time. ”

There was silence on the other side of the curtain for a while, and then a cold voice came out, "It's the old butler, right?" There is an old housekeeper who waits here for a long time regardless of the wind and snow. Now that the wind and snow are getting stronger, let's go home early. ”

The old man was relieved to hear the voice, and his black robe rattled by the cold wind.

……

The Shen Mansion in the capital is very magnificent, as the mansion of the Emperor of the Dynasty, it is naturally not lacking in luxury, there are two lifelike stone lions in front of the house, which adds a sense of majesty.

Shen Qiwu was wearing a fox fur coat and was supported by Huan'er to stand on the snow.

She raised her head, quietly looked at the golden word Shen Fu on the door plaque, and exhaled a breath of hot air.

What should come will always come.

"Let's go, it's time for someone to know we're back." Shen Qiwu lightly opened his lips, and the willow eyebrows like a crescent moon raised slightly.

As soon as I walked into the hall, I raised my eyes and met the second lady sitting there drinking hot tea. Speaking of this second lady, she is the continuation of Master Shen after the death of Shen Qiwu's mother-in-law, and she looks dignified and generous in her gestures, but the narrowness in her eyes can't deceive Shen Qiwu after all.

Shen Qiwu has not been very eye-to-eye with these two ladies since he first recovered from a serious illness, and he is secretly more energetic.

At this time, when I saw it, the second lady was quite good at pretending to be generous, and she was very hot when she saw Shen Qiwu, who had not been seen for a long time.

Holding Shen Qiwu's hand, he was shushing and asking for warmth and teaching, Shen Qiwu was a little impatient, smiled at her and withdrew his hand.

The second lady didn't feel embarrassed, and her fingers only trembled slightly when she picked up the teacup.

Shen Qiwu looked at it in his eyes and sneered in his heart. Although she is cold and doesn't like to fight with others, she is angry at this second lady who is inconsistent.

Not to mention how these two people are angry with each other, the old housekeeper of the Shen Mansion has been spreading all the way since he returned to the house. The news of the eldest lady's return to the house naturally reached the ears of Shen Fuguo and Mrs. Shen.

At this time, Shen Fuguo was meeting guests in the study, and when he heard the news of Shen Qiwu's return to his home, there was a smile hidden on his grim face.

"Kebin, you just have to do your best in this scientific expedition. There is an old man, and no one dares to get in the way. Shen Fuguo stroked his beard and said coldly.

Opposite stood a young man, dressed in a goose-yellow Confucian shirt, with a hairpin crown on his head, sword eyebrows, and a handsome appearance. There is a strong bookish atmosphere faintly visible in the gestures.

Chen Kebin arched his hand, heard the meaning of the expulsion in Shen Fuguo's words, and knew that it was time to say goodbye.

"Since there is something in the teacher's family, the student will retire first." Chen Kebin bowed his head and saluted, doing enough etiquette for the reader.

Shen Fuguo bowed slightly, and ordered someone to take Chen Kebin away.

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The atmosphere in the hall was very strange, Shen Qiwu was flipping through the scrolls in his hands, and the second lady was sitting on the side chattering.

When she was thirsty, she also asked Huan'er, who was standing on the side, to take tea for her.

Shen Fuguo came soon, he was wearing a coat and covered in snow.

A servant served him hot tea, and Shen Fuguo took a small sip of it, only to feel that his stomach was much warmer.

Shen Fuguo sat there without raising his eyes.

Shen Qiwu turned a deaf ear and just read quietly.

The second lady also closed her mouth in amusement.

"It's a tiring journey, and the saint will summon you in a few days. You go back to your room and rest first. Shen Fuguo didn't know how to speak, after all, there was an untouchable barrier between himself and his daughter.

Shen Fuguo sighed.

Shen Qiwu heard the words and closed the scroll.

Huan'er put on a fox fur for her.

The second lady wanted to speak and stopped.

The wind and snow outside were so strong that people couldn't open their eyes a little.

Shen Qiwu raised his head and stopped under the wind and snow.

"The moon has countless lovesickness,

I don't know where to go when I wake up from a dream.

Drunken steps have leisure,

Don't frown!

Wayfinding, wayfinding,

How much morning and dusk have passed. ”

Huan'er's little hands clapped happily and praised again and again.

Shen Qiwu pursed his lips and smiled, indescribably proud. Anyway, I am also a top liberal arts student, familiar with ancient poems, and it is still a piece of cake to memorize a small poem and express my mind directly.

The wind and snow are pleasant, but it's just a little sad after all.

Shen Qiwu shook his head, and he and Huan'er drifted away from each other while talking and laughing.

"Chen Gongzi, what's wrong with you?"

Chen Kebin came back to his senses and smiled silently.

On the other side of the wall is a touching woman.

On this side of the wall was a man who stopped to listen.

He didn't expect that there was such a beautiful woman in the Shen Mansion, and if he had the opportunity, he would definitely have a glimpse of her demeanor.

Chen Kebin followed the old housekeeper out of the Shen Mansion, and the wind and snow quickly drowned his footprints when he went.

Shen Qiwu's boudoir has not changed, and there is no dust after being away from home for a long time, and it seems that someone often cleans it.

Huan'er poured her a cup of hot tea, and seemed to be still reminiscing about the poems in the wind and snow just now.

"Miss, I didn't expect you to be so good at writing now, can you teach Huan'er?" Huan'er looked hopeful, fantasizing that she could also become a versatile beauty like Miss.

Shen Qiwu's face was hot, and the hot tea she drank in her mouth was squirted out by her. A little annoyed, she picked up the scroll and knocked on Huan'er's head.

"If you want to write poetry, then read more books and read good books."

"Is it that simple?" Huan'er didn't believe it.

"Well, it's that simple!" Shen Qiwu was categorical.

"Then Miss, you teach Huan'er to read, Huan'er is still illiterate." Huan'er poured her another cup of hot tea, her face full of courtesy.

"Poof"

Shen Qiwu thought to himself, can this tea be drunk well? A sip of tea sprayed on Huan'er's face.

Shen Qiwu couldn't hold back her laughter, Huan'er looked at her resentfully, and ran out to wipe her face.

"Sister?" A small face appeared at the door, and a little boy with pink carvings was looking at her prettyly.

Shen Qiwu beckoned to him and motioned for him to come over.

The little boy was a little shy, but he still ran over timidly, followed by the second lady's personal maid Bijun.

Shen Qiwu gently touched the little boy's head.

Bijun looked at Shen Qiwu a little nervously.

The little boy smiled happily.