"Hmm... Cheng Lingxue hummed quietly, picked up the cup and was in a daze.

Jarvis rubbed his arms and walked in, and began to instruct the people at the door to move wine inside, and the three brothers and Qin Huaiyu hurriedly moved it together when they saw this.

"It's getting colder and colder every day. . . ." Jarvis muttered silently in his heart.

The pedestrians in Chang'an City were also in a hurry, wanting to return to their warm homes as soon as possible, why did the vendors tighten their clothes and complain about the ghost weather. Only those young bear children can happily get together in groups to have snowball fights or build snowmen, and their little faces are red from the cold but they are still having fun.

The diners of Towalou are stir-fried vegetables with fine wine, and then have a sip of hot and spicy soup when they are done, and drink the warmth of the whole person from the inside out.

"This chili pepper is such a good thing!" Feng Zhidai sighed after drinking the spicy soup in his hand.

After eating and drinking, I moved my warm body and walked to the teahouse opposite, a pot of hot tea, and a journey to the west, I couldn't have been more comfortable.

Zheng family compound

"Cui'er, add some charcoal." Zheng Qing'er tightened the clothes on her body, commanded the maid next to her, and then continued to look down at "Dream of Red Mansions" in her hand, and her heart also followed the ups and downs of the plot in the book, especially when she saw Daiyu's funeral flowers.

"At this time, there are still women like Lin Daiyu... Zheng Qing'er looked out the window and muttered, "Did he write this book... ”

Not only Zheng Qing'er, but now "Dream of Red Mansions" is highly sought after among women in Chang'an City, as long as there is a little money in hand, the basic person who can read and write has a copy, and it is called a fascination when he reads.

Especially those ladies who are waiting for the boudoir, when they see the driving passages in the book, they are even more emotional, but fortunately, there is no one else around, so they don't dare to continue reading.

"Where is my brother Baoyu?。。。 A group of idle ladies who had nothing to do muttered while holding "Dream of Red Mansions": "Did he write this book?。。。 ”

The tile building house is Wang Yin's industry, which is almost well known, so this "Dream of Red Mansions" must also be from Wang Yin's hand.

Wang Yin is so young, he is both a general and a county prince, coupled with his status as an immortal, he is also handsome, and he has already become the object of admiration and the best candidate for a mate among the countless eldest ladies in Chang'an City.

His appearance seems to be on par with Baoyu... This book must have been written by him...

Some people have also come to such strange conclusions, which shows that appearance is justice is not the patent of modern people~

Palace

"Your Majesty, have a bowl of hot soup." Empress Changsun walked in with a bowl of hot soup, put it on the table in front of Li Shimin, and tidied up the crooked cloak on his body.

Hearing this, Li Shimin put down the fold in his hand, moved his shoulders, picked up the soup on the table and took a sip: "Speaking of which, Wang Yin's chili pepper is really a good thing, and after a bite, the whole person warms up." ”

"It is indeed a great artifact to keep out the cold." Empress Changsun stood behind Li Shimin and helped him massage the stiff muscles in his neck.

"Now I can have a charcoal pot for warmth, and I can also have spicy soup to keep out the cold, but the people of Datang... Li Shimin sighed: "I don't know how many people will die this winter... ”

"It has always been like this, and Your Majesty doesn't have to blame himself too much." Empress Changsun said with relief: "Speaking of which, it is much better now, at least the people will be able to eat enough next year." ”

"Yes," Li Shimin took her hand: "It's all thanks to that Wang Yin, now I firmly believe that Wang Yin can come to Datang, it must be God's arrangement!" ”

"The sun never sets... Li Shimin looked outside the hall and muttered.

General's Palace

"This damn weather, click. Click... Brother Ba squatted on the bare branches, holding and munching on carrots and complaining.

"Smack!"

"! Who went out of their way to smash Brother Ba with snow?! Feeling that he was being attacked, Brother Ba immediately roared angrily, and then looked down: "Made! Cheng Chumo, is it your grandson again! You give me a wait... Big... Eldest brother... ”

"You're a rabbit and you're learning how to climb trees? Hurry up and get me down! Wang Yin patted the snow chips on his hands and said.

Made! For the sake of hair, a rabbit can climb trees! This is very unscientific!!

"Okay!" Brother Ba responded very doggedly, and then the four little short legs hugged the tree trunk and began to slide down, and when he was halfway through, he directly kicked the tree trunk and jumped steadily to the ground.

"It's okay to be less moths in the future." Wang Yin kicked it: "Learn to make a fortune, be honest." ”

Wangcai lay in front of the kennel that Wang Yin had made for him, lazily raised his eyes and glanced at Brother Ba, and then closed his eyes again.

In the evening, Wang San and the others returned to the General's Mansion after a day's work, and they were all stunned when they saw that the snow in the yard had been cleared. Originally, this was supposed to be their job, but now they were done by their own young master, which made them feel very derelict in their duties.

"Alright, let's eat." Wang Yin looked at their embarrassment and said.

"Cuizhu, what's wrong with you?" Wang Yin saw Cuizhu holding his stomach and looking uncomfortable, so he called him to his side and asked.

"Young Master... I'm fine... Cuizhu replied awkwardly.

"You have an upset stomach?" Wang Yin asked.

"Hmm... Cuizhu replied in a low voice with a red face.

Seeing this, Cheng Lingxue walked over to Cuizhu and whispered a few words, and Cuizhu nodded with a red face after listening.

"What's going on?" Wang Yin looked at Cheng Lingxue and asked.

"Brother Yin, don't ask about your daughter's family." Cheng Lingxue glanced at him and said.

"So it's my aunt." Wang Yin muttered, and then said to Cuizhu: "Drink more hot water, and you won't have dinner." ”

"Hmm... Cuizhu nodded with a red face and went down.

"Brother Yin, Aunt Cuizhu is here?" Cheng Lingxue asked curiously: "But didn't she say that she had no family when she bought it?" ”

"The eldest aunt didn't mean her aunt," Wang Yin glanced at her, "It's just a few days a month for you girls." ”

Cheng Lingxue was stunned for a moment, then blushed and stopped talking.

"Wow, Brother Yin, it's so warm in this house!" The Li brothers, who had eaten and drunk, were stunned as soon as they entered the villa hall.

"See, this is a switch, this is..." Wang Yin took the remote control of the air conditioner and demonstrated it to the two, and after teaching, he said to the two: "You also have a remote control like this in the house, and if you feel cold at night, turn it on." ”