The dark clouds that covered the sky were surging and rolling, and it was only early afternoon, and the sky was as dark as evening. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info The sun had just revealed a little brilliance in the covering, and the downpour came in the wind.

June day, like a child's face, changes when it is said. In the morning, the sky was cloudless and clear, and in the afternoon it rained heavily.

Yang proudly and Xiao Dongzi were taking the snow lion to hide from the rain under the eaves, and the master and apprentice sighed as they looked at the heavy rain strung together like beads. It's nothing if the two of them have to go back in such a heavy rain, but isn't there a snow lion here?

The snow lion hissed at them, and Xiao Dongzi knew what it meant, which was to know that the mother was going to get up for a nap. The horse **** material should have gastroenteritis, and how can the grass be alive and tender? They also took advantage of this opportunity to take the snow lion to eat some tender grass.

Seeing that it was in a hurry, Xiao Dongzi repeatedly said that this horse was solid, and it was okay to get rained. But Yang was proud to think of the tall and muscular horse that he used to see when he was a child, and now it is almost a year old and only grows to a human waist. Shaking his head, such a small horse won't be cold when it rains, right?

Let's wait for the rain to stop, it's not a joke that the snow lion that His Majesty only got out of a few years has gonorrhea.

So Xiao Dongzi could only spread his hands, squatted under the porch and touched the hair on the top of his head to coax it and said, "The snow lion will wait a while, and we will go back when the rain stops." ”

Yang proudly saw that he talked more to the snow lion every day than anyone else, so he asked him with a smile: "Silly boy, does it understand?" ”

"Why don't you understand?" He was immediately unconvinced, and cited its usual spirituality to show that it must have understood his words.

And the boy teased him. Look at him in a hurry. Yang said proudly: "Yes, the master knows, knows." Although it was a little selfish to accept him at first, the child is really good, good-hearted, really hard-working, and smart.

"Poof!" Laughter came from behind him.

"What are you laughing at?" Xiao Dongzi stood up and asked the person behind him unhappily.

is a young man with a face as white as jade, with delicate eyebrows and eyes, and there seems to be brilliance flowing between his eyes. He was personable, and said with a warm smile: "I see that even Brother Yang has an apprentice, and he also asks the apprentice for mercy." ”

Brother Yang?

Does the master know such a beautiful person? Xiao Dongzi looked at the young man in front of him with a curious and defensive expression, the palace often said that Han Yan was a rare beautiful boy, presumably he could only be on par with him, right?

Yang smirked slightly, saying that he hadn't seen him for a long time. He also told Xiao Dongzi that this was his friend who worked together in the White Tiger Hall in the past, and asked him to call someone.

Master's friend? He didn't know that the master had any friends, but in fact, he knew too little about the master. Even the master is a dog supervisor listened to Sister Begonia talk about it, and he went to ask the master and got a lesson.

The master said that just serve the snow lion well, and it is enough to do your duty. Ask him what he was doing before? When he said this, he was very angry.

Xiao Dongzi didn't dare to ask again, he could see that the master was a little sad. Although the master accepted him to see that he was a mother, he promised the master not to think that he could support his shadow.

Utilization, it's all mutual.

What's more, as the days go by, people's hearts are also fleshy.

He still wants to know the master's past, not why, but just wants to know.

This was the first time the master had talked about the past, just when he thought that the master would catch up with old friends he hadn't seen for a long time. The master said goodbye to the young man with an indifferent expression, "The rain has stopped, our master and apprentice still have something to do, so let's go first." ”

The rain doesn't know when it stopped.

The dark clouds in the sky are like duckweed in a spring lake that blows and disperses, and the blue sky is like a wash. The sun was sprinkled in the courtyard unbridledly, and the young man didn't seem to hear the alienation in Yang's proud words, he smiled and said, "Long time no see, Brother Yang is leaving?" "It seems that I just saw the snow lion and stepped forward to touch it." This is the snow lion of the mother, it's so beautiful. ”

The snow lion tilted his head and snorted, indicating that he was unwilling. The young man's outstretched hand stopped there awkwardly, and Xiao Dongzi hurriedly explained to him that the snow lion was very arrogant and easily did not let strangers touch it.

"Little Dongzi!"

Xiao Dongzi heard his master's call, and when he looked up, he saw that the master had already left. He said sorry and hurriedly left with the snow lion.

He hurried to catch up with the master, and his heart beat a drum: why does the master seem to dislike this boy at all? Why do you become friends if you don't like it? And the young man's appearance obviously doesn't look like he has turned his face with the master.

He wanted to ask the master, but when he saw the master's gloomy face, he swallowed the words back.

Ah, he suddenly remembered that he didn't even know the name of the young man. In this way, I can't even ask the sisters of Begonia Magnolia.

Only then did he realize that the master didn't say his name when he introduced him?

There is a story, there must be a story, and it doesn't seem to be a good story yet.

Seeing the backs of the master and apprentice disappearing in the palace, Li Jicai withdrew his gaze and turned to walk. I don't know when the smile on his face is gone, replaced by pain and loneliness.

He walked for a while, and suddenly slammed his fist into the pillar. In the verandah, which was deserted, only the lush flowers and trees in the courtyard saw the young man's hideous expression.

There was a bright glint in his eyes, but it quickly darkened.

He straightened his clothes and laughed again. It seems that the person who just twisted his eyebrows and eyes was not him.

Xiao Dongzi made up all kinds of master stories along the way, could it be because the master was developed and didn't want to recognize old friends? Or is there anything that friend is sorry for the master in the past?

The snow lion didn't know about the many twists and turns in his heart, if it weren't for the reins in Xiao Dongzi's hand, he would have run back with a burst of green smoke earlier. It was very dissatisfied with Xiao Dongzi's distraction, and turned back to him and screamed at him as if accusatory.

Xiao Dongzi told it to urge him and forgot to continue thinking, touched its neck, and said, "It's almost there, I'll let go of the reins for you when I go back, lest you always think I'm in the way." ”

The snow lion nodded in satisfaction and continued walking.

Xiao Dongzi hugged its neck and asked it: "Snow Lion, serve you every day, can't you be polite to me?" The snow lion turned his head and sprayed hot air on his face, telling him to let go of it quickly.

When you see the old people, you will inevitably think of the old things, and it is obvious that Yang Deyi's memories are not so good. Once upon a time, he saw that the apprentice was childish and innocent, and he always looked at it with a smile. But this time he was trapped in his own world as if he wasn't looking. The hand in the robe clenched and loosened, clenched again.

When he arrived at the Jiaofang Palace, Yulan greeted him and said with a smile: "Niangniang is still worried that you will make the rain pour, but it's okay." He said to Yang proudly: "It's just right to come back, Niangniang is about to find someone to pass the word, you go to Changle Palace to say that the lord Weng has dinner in Weiyang Palace today. ”

In mid-May, the king and his wife of Jiangdu had entered the palace, although the couple repeatedly resigned for Liu Zhengchen to marry from the palace, and even bought the house in Chang'an, saying that they could not break the rules. But the mother insisted that her granddaughter marry from home, how can it be considered a bad rule? He also said that there had been no happy events in the palace for several years.

The Empress Dowager also stayed hard, and in the end, the king and his wife of Jiangdu had to respectfully live in Changle Palace. Liu Zhengchen is about to get married in June, and the whole palace is busy.

Yang came back to his senses proudly, knowing that Liu Zhengchen had come to Jiaofang Hall again, so he answered and walked out.

The liberated snow lion had already trotted all the way to the inner hall, and Gillian was talking to Liu Zhengchen, and the two of them seemed to be talking happily.

It stepped forward and was touched by its owner, and then lay down on its own cushion. Where there is a host, it is very reassuring. It listened to the laughter of its owner and soon fell asleep.

It was woken up, or kicked awake.

It felt in a daze that someone was kicking its back, and laughed and said that it was not a war horse after all, and there was no war horse vigilance. It's small, but it's annoying. And insult its Mag, who is it? It opened its eyes unhappily, only to find that it was another owner.

It leaped to its feet and gathered around him.

Liu Che smiled and touched it, touching it from head to tail like a dog. The snow lion was overjoyed and asked for something to eat. Liu Che was just about to ask Xiao Dongzi to give it soybeans and peas or something, but Gillian, who had been smiling and watching, shook her head and asked Xiao Dongzi to take it down. "Don't give it any more to eat, it's going to be hard to digest at night."

turned around and said Liu Che: "Don't get used to it, get used to it, it's harmful to it." ”

Isn't that really talking about yourself?

Liu Che looked at Gillian with a righteous face, smiled and nodded to indicate that he understood. Then he asked her, "How?" How's it going today? ”

Liu Zhengchen is getting married, and Jiaojiao is very reluctant. Yesterday, I made an appointment to have dinner with Liu Zhengchen today, but he couldn't let go of Liu Zhengchen. He responded, turned his head and thought that he was obviously married in Chang'an, why was he reluctant to do so?

Liu Fei, the king of Jiangdu, is a rare capable and practical person among the brothers, and he has always had complicated feelings for him. But I still like this niece Liu Zhengchen who is in a mess with Jiaojiao, and Jiaojiao rarely has friends.

Because of this, he pretended not to see her little bit of caution.

After all, it's cold in high places.

After all, after a long time, you will understand that a widow is really a widow.

Jiaojiao can have someone to talk to, he is very happy.

"Of course it's good, whoever eats my hot pot will say it's okay." The Empress Dowager and the Empress Dowager and the Pavilion Tao all said that it was okay, and the craftsmen in the palace were rushing to catch up with the new hot pot.

"Isn't it called antique soup?" He put his arms around her with a smile.

Oh yes.

Because of the "coo" sound made when the food is put into the boiling water, the Empress Dowager has already opened the Chrysostom and called it antique soup.

I wonder if it will be called hot pot in the future?

Gillian, who was not only happy to promote development, but also worried about messing up history, fell into thinking at once. It wasn't until Liu Che didn't know when to untie her clothes that she came back to her senses.

Well, although Gillian has changed a lot of history.

Like her own fate, she is written in history as a virtuous queen, a favored queen, and a beautiful woman. It is a legend that is envied by women, and it is a beautiful woman in the city that talented people compete to sing.

Like Ning Cheng, a cool official who withdrew from the stage of history, like Wei Zifu who no longer achieves the myth of Weiyang, like Guan Tao who was buried in the same coffin with his husband, and like Liu Zhengchen who got good fruits......

But there are still many things that have not changed, such as the rise of Wei Qing, a generation of famous generals, and the comprehensive counterattack of the Han against the Xiongnu. Although hot pot accelerated the development process, it was always only popular among the court nobility. By the time he arrived in the Three Kingdoms, he was forgotten because of the war. Later, it did not reappear until the Song Dynasty, and it was re-prevailing in the court in the Qing Dynasty. It was not until the end of the Qing Dynasty that it was transmitted to the people and flew into the homes of ordinary people. (To be continued.) )