I know that this is a dream, but it is so real, I don't care about it, I don't think about it, I have tried very hard to get myself drunk, but my brain is still so disobedient.

The subordinate outside the door squeaked and pushed the door open, and walked over with a mink in his hand and said, "Master, this year's weather is colder than in previous years, remember to wear more clothes, don't freeze your body!" ”

"Clothes?" Feng Chun, who was sitting by the stove in a daze, muttered, not knowing what he was thinking, picked up the warm hot wine and staggered to take a sip, "Who asked you to send your clothes over!" ”

Clothes do not represent clothes, but care.

Eighteen years! Recently, I always heard the poor little girl grinning and calling her father in my dreams, and said that she wanted to save money to make new clothes for herself, although she didn't want to think about her, let alone see her, but when she heard these words, she still always trembled inexplicably, and a warm warmth floated in her heart.

The subordinate looked at the clothes in his hand, didn't know why Feng Chun asked like this, and replied: "No one called, it was sent by the little one himself!" Did it disturb the old man to think about things? ”

Feng Chun has never been a stern master, so the subordinates in the mansion are not much afraid, and they speak a lot more casually.

"Yes"

Feng Chun waved his hand, signaling him to put the skin down: "Come, come and drink with the master!" ”

This is not an uncommon thing, Feng Chun is addicted to alcohol, and the people in the mansion have basically drunk with him.

There is no Hou Ye's shelf, and there is no majesty of the master, just like meeting a friend.

The subordinate who served him had long been accustomed to it. He skillfully hung the leather in his hand on the shelf next to him, and walked to a boxy iron stove and sat down.

Speaking of this kind of stove. The entire Great Shun Dynasty is also an object that is unique only to Feng Chun. The design is very simple, boxy, with a fire bucket in the middle, which burns with coal, and the smoke from the burning of the coal is discharged to the outside of the house along the large iron pipe sticking out from it, and there is no special smell inside.

The temperature of the charcoal burning makes the whole room warm and very comfortable.

Such a good thing must be much better than a charcoal pot. However, the cost is a little high, not the average poor family can use it, Rao is so, even if it is a rich family, this thing also has a large market, if you do it and sell it, it will definitely make a lot of money.

The servant sat down across from him, skillfully picked up the warm wine in the middle basin and filled himself with a glass, and said, "Master." Do you want to go into the mountains to hunt tomorrow, it is snowing heavily today, and there will definitely be a lot of people going into the mountains to hunt tomorrow, should we also go and have a good time? ”

The wind outside was blowing and the windows creaked. Feng Chun subconsciously glanced back and said, "What does the capital look like now?" Compared to 18 years ago, how much has changed? ”

The conversation turned too fast. The subordinate froze slightly, and his heart became a little excited: "The master wants to go to the capital?" ”

"Hehe..."Feng Chun chuckled. It's the New Year, and you should always make a new outfit..."

The smile on the subordinate's face grew thicker and thicker. said: "The little one is going to prepare, the road will be closed due to heavy snow tonight, I asked the steward in the capital to clean up our house in the capital, since I went, I have to live well for a while, and then come back in the spring." ”

Feng Chun chuckled: "It's just to make a dress, where did it take so long..."

This subordinate was already so excited that he couldn't hold the wine glass, and said: "Since I went, there are many places in the capital that I still have to visit, don't worry, don't worry, the peach forest in the back mountain... Don't worry, the little ones will be taken care of. ”

"Hehe..."

Feng Chun chuckled again.

Clothes! Very warm words, so warm that this heart that has long been dead has begun to warm up a little.

Will she make a set of clothes for herself?

If she really did, how should she face her when she smiled and handed it to herself?

Wujie said that her embroidery is very good, better than the things in our Tianxiu Palace, will she make me a dress by herself?

Will the clothes she makes warm on her body, will she persuade herself to quit drinking, will she be coquettish in her arms like other children?

No, she's already a big girl, but I haven't hugged her once, she's grown up, what does she look like?

Jiang Hong said that she looked very similar to herself, and she recognized it at a glance when she saw it for the first time, and she didn't need any portrait at all.

Also, when we meet tomorrow, what should I give her a greeting gift, and what kind of things does she like?

It's cold, I should also make her a new outfit, but I don't know what size she wears.

Tomorrow is over, will you go into the palace to see her overnight?

Wouldn't this be bad, Jiang Hong said that the emperor looked at her very closely, and even he couldn't get in...

The servant didn't know when he had left, he was in a daze, looking at the oil lamp on the stove in a daze, laughing for a while, crying again for a while......

After a long time, my thoughts didn't know how far I had drifted, and my mind had been thinking about her since she was very young, and I had been thinking about what she had grown up like.

Thoughts seem to be the sea that bursts the embankment, and when you don't think about it, the wind and waves are calm, but when you cross the high black wall in your heart, you will fall for thousands of miles, and you can no longer stop the car, and after thinking about the current time, you will continue to think about what kind of man she will marry, and whether there will be a large group of fat boys around her in the future to call her grandfather...

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I don't know how long it took to sink into it, and the full wine glass had evaporated and dried, and I forgot to drink it.

The man also had useless moments, when a soft ticking sound sounded in the room, only to find that his eyes were already full of tears, and he didn't know how many had fallen into this basin of warm wine on the stove.

It is a good thing to wipe your sleeves and shed tears, indicating that your heart is alive again.

Picking up the flask in the basin, he stretched out his head and poked above the basin, and his shadow appeared on the rippling water.

The hair is greasy, and the face is a little yellow, right. Beard, beard also seems to have not been repaired for a long time. Seeing her like this scares her, right?

Hey self-deprecation.

Bow your head and sniff in your armpits. Only to find out that there was a sour smell all over my body.

The five precepts are really, I always follow myself and don't know how to remind myself to repair the edges, no matter how I say that I am also a prince, how can I see people when I go out like this.

Clear your throat, you have to tell the people to prepare a big pot of hot water, and you will go to the capital tomorrow, so you have to take care of it.

Squeak.

Before the words that had just reached the throat were shouted, the subordinate who had just gone out pushed open the door with red eyes.

What's going on?

Feng Chun was a little dissatisfied, and this Wednesday was really true. I followed him at the age of sixteen, but I haven't indulged him too much over the years, even though I don't know the rules so much, I don't know how to knock on the door first when I want to come in.

Before Feng Chun could speak, Wednesday had tears in his eyes and said, "Master, water, water, do you want hot water?" ”

"You..." Feng Chun hurriedly brushed up his sleeves to wipe the tears on his face that had not yet dried, "How do you know that I want hot water!" ”

I don't know who opened the window. The open door was full of people on both sides, densely packed, all with red eyes and two clear tears on their faces. The tears that flowed out seemed to be the rushing Shunjiang.

"You..."Feng Chun was surprised, "being bullied?" ”

The people outside laughed again, tears still pouring down. But the smiling faces really looked a little inexplicable.

Wednesday turned around and shouted, "Hurry up and bring the barrel in." What are you doing stupidly? ”

"Yes, yes, yes... Here it comes..."

The little guy behind him said urgently.

The servant woman next to her began to cry loudly, and she couldn't stop crying: "Master... Master... Sir! ”

The courtyard outside was already full of people at some point. I don't know how long they had been standing, but the snow had already put a thick layer on their heads.

The maid in the house was more reserved, and after hearing the old servant crying, she cried loudly.

For a while, as if it was a contagious disease, everyone cried.

The cries of the courtyard could be heard far away in the snowy night, but there was a stirring joy evident in these heart-rending cries.

The leading servant woman picked up the maid next to her with one paw and cried and shouted: "Cry, cry, cry, you know crying, why don't you hurry up and prepare hot water..."

This shouted, and the people in the courtyard became a pot of porridge again.

"Hot water, hot water, hot water..."

The subordinates who couldn't find the direction didn't know how many doors, windows, beams and pillars they had broken.

Feng Chun looked at this qiē, and the snowflakes flying all over the sky couldn't chill his heart, but everyone's tears had already warmed his heart.

The dizzy subordinate didn't know who was lying in the snow and howled heartbreakingly: "Master Hou... Hou Ye is back..."

"Master Hou is back, back..."

The heavy snow blocked the previous cry, but it couldn't stop the whole house from shouting in unison this time, this is the voice of the heart, this is the excitement, and no one can stop the excitement and joy.

"I'm back..."

Feng Chun also shed tears and softly echoed.

It turned out that he had been away from home for too long, eighteen years, a full eighteen years, so many people who missed him had waited for eighteen years.

That's nice! It feels so good to be home!

"Bell... Clang... Bell..."

The bell in Tsz Yun Temple rang at this time, not one or two, but for a whole quarter of an hour, and I don't know how many beauties worth a thousand gold in one night of the Spring Festival were disturbed!

The bell rings in the middle of the night, maybe that's what it says.

The mountains are far away at dusk, and the white houses are poor in the cold weather. Chaimen heard the dog barking, and returned to the people on a snowy night. Yes, the night returns, Feng Chun returns with his heart, and in front of the gate of the Hou Mansion, there is also a tired and fallen healthy horse that has also brought back a person.

Tsz Yun Mountain is two hundred miles away from the capital, it is not far away, but it is not very close, that is, two hours of fast horses.

The tall strong man pushed open the gate of his house, and the scene in the yard shocked him unusually much, at this time it was already past the hour, and it stands to reason that he should have turned off the lights and rested, but when he walked through the gate, he found that not only did none of the people in the house rest, but they were all sweeping the snow in the yard with brooms.

Turning the front yard and walking through the garden, he finally saw the housekeeper in the backyard, and he hurriedly asked, "Uncle Zhou, why don't you sleep at night?" But get up and sweep the snow, look at the weather, can you finish sweeping? ”

Wednesday smiled hehe: "Young master, aren't you in the capital?" How did you come back! ”

"Bell..."

As he was talking, the bell on Ciyun Mountain began to ring for the second time, and Feng Yong frowned: "What's wrong tonight, the fifth uncle is also crazy, what bell is ringing in the middle of the night..."

Wednesday smiled and said, "Happy... Hey... Happy..."

"Happy!"

Feng Yong followed him suspiciously, ignoring the madman who filled the courtyard, and passed through the two arches and went directly towards Feng Chun's bedroom.

The time seemed to be just as scheduled, and just as Feng Yong walked to the door of Feng Chun's bedroom, the door creaked open.

A voice came from inside: "Is Yong'er here?" ”

"Daddy!" Feng Yong said in a low voice, "The child received Liu Zhang's letter, and it was a bit important to think about it, so he rushed back overnight. ”

"Oh!" Feng Chun, who was still standing in front of the bronze mirror looking at himself, turned around, "What's the matter so anxious!" ”

When he turned around, he could see Feng Yong's eyes vibrate, only to see Feng Chun wearing a lilac leather shawl, wearing a vertical crown of hair inlaid with treasure purple on his head, wearing blue satin and white-soled barrel boots, his face was like an official knife and a little yellowish, his eyes were like dark night, but they were extremely clear, and his straight back seemed to contain incomparably tenacious strength.

The melancholy in the depths of the eyebrows and eyes seems to be the vast water in the autumn of the river! The horse's hooves trampled on the autumn night, and the sword reflected Xiao Suo's cold and lonely light. The war burned out the bones, and the soldiers approached the city.

Yes, it is an incomparably handsome, but it is written with vicissitudes of life, it is a pair of eyes written with perseverance and full of hope, and his posture is a picture of the vigor of a lonely peak standing proudly in the mountains.

Therefore, even Feng Yong was stunned, at this moment, he finally understood why the whole house was clearing the snow in the middle of the night, and also understood why the bell of Ciyun Temple was ringing endlessly.

"How..."Seeing Feng Yong stunned, Feng Chun subconsciously looked at himself, "Don't you know your father?" ”

Feng Yong came back to his senses and said excitedly: "Dad, you look so good today!" ”

"Haha..."

After receiving his son's praise, Feng Chun was naturally overjoyed, and then said: "Don't forget the business, talk about the matter first!" ”

Feng Yong respectfully handed the letter that Liu Zhang had given him to Feng Chun.

Feng Chun looked at it seriously for a long time, his face was very calm, and he couldn't tell whether he was happy or angry, but seeing Feng Chun's serious appearance, Feng Yong knew that Feng Chun still cared about her, the legendary sister.

If he doesn't care, why would he read the text for so long?

If he didn't care, why would he think so seriously about what was hidden in this letter.

The door was closed, and the two of them found a chair and sat down.

After a while, Feng Chun spoke: "She asked me for help four months ago? ”

She naturally said Qiao Yue, because at that time, it happened to be the time when Qiao Yue encountered great difficulties, and it was also the time when she came to the capital, and he finally rushed to go, but it was still a step late.

Feng Yong nodded: "It's a pity, Princess Pingyang broke into our Tianxiu Palace, and the distress letter sent by my sister at that time, we don't know what to write now."

But this matter seems to be a little complicated, Princess Pingyang represents the queen, that is to say, the matter of her sister, even the harem has already noticed her! ”

(ps: Originally, this chapter should be very touching.,Anyway, Aunt Dao was so moved when she wrote it.,But when I finished writing and read it again, I found that I didn't have that feeling at all.,Or because of the lack of pen power!) Come on, Aunt Dao, I hope that I can really express what I want to express in the future. By the way, if someone sees this, it means that there are still people who like Daogu's book, so please ask friends who like it to help Daogu recommend and promote it, thank you, please subscribe again! To subscribe, seek motivation~) (To be continued......)