Spring returns to the earth, under the illumination of the scorching sun, the snow inside and outside Bianliang City gradually melts, turning into clear cold water, or dissolving in the streams and rivers, or blending into the thick earth.

I don't know where the news spread, the song written by Chu Zhen began to spread in Bianliang City, and all of a sudden, the singers and dancers of the Qin Tower of the Chu Pavilion, the young girls in the streets and alleys, and the young people who intend to court, began to chant and ask what the love in the world is, and the true religion promises life and death.

After a few months of silence, the name of Chu Zhen was known again, and even some pedantic Confucian scholars with stubborn thoughts were also amazed by this poem, thinking that it was a metaphor for people, which was quite ancient, and those scholars who were romantic and uninhibited by nature were even more praised and widely recited.

In the small courtyard of the West House of Chu Mansion, the melting snow condensed into water droplets, slowly dripping down the eaves, moistening the lawn in the small courtyard, and a few trees with a few fragments left seemed to feel the coming of spring, pulling out a few wisps of tender green buds and leaves from the bare branches, showing a scene of infinite vitality.

"Quality, let's try on this dress." Pushing the door open, Mrs. Hui smiled brightly, and carefully held a carefully sewn brocade jacket in her slender hands.

"Mother, when the weather warms up, don't sew so many clothes for me." Putting down the pen in his hand, Chu Zhen hurriedly got up and saluted.

"Quality, the spring is cold, it is colder than when it snows, so you must pay attention to keeping warm." Mrs. Hui smiled and picked up the jacket and circled around Chu Qian, compared it for a while, and said with satisfaction: "Qian'er has grown taller again, fortunately, my mother has expected it, and when she sewed clothes, she relaxed the size a little." ”

Looking at the Yushu in the wind, standing tall and graceful, and thinking of Chu Qian's performance in recent months, Mrs. Hui's heart was beautiful, and the gentle smile on her face was as bright as a flower.

"Mother, thank you for your hard work." With the help of Mrs. Hui, Chu Zhen tried on the jacket, only to feel the warm current of his body and mind, looking at the little red spots on Mrs. Hui's white fingers, Chu Zhen was inexplicably touched in his heart, and said softly: "Don't sew clothes for Qian'er in the future." ”

"I accidentally pricked a few needles and applied some medicine, and it was cured in a few days." Sensing Chu Qian's gaze, Mrs. Hui subconsciously hid her hand behind her, and smiled softly: "If you don't sew clothes, what are you wearing?" What to do if you get cold? ”

"You can let the tailor do it." Chu Zhen said casually and helped Mrs. Hui to sit down.

"Is the quality disgusted with the clothes made by my mother?" Mrs. Hui pretended to be displeased and said, and when she sat down, her slender hand was still pulling at the wrinkles of the clothes on Chu Zhen's body.

"How dare you, I just don't want you to work so hard." Chu Zhen said with a flattering smile: "Besides, the clothes made by tailors are always a little fettering, where can they be compared with their mothers." ”

"I love to hear that." Mrs. Hui nodded with satisfaction, and suddenly her beautiful eyes looked forward to it, and she said with a smile: "Of course, if Qian'er gets married, then someone will naturally sew the clothes, so there is no need for my mother to worry about it." ”

Chu Zhen naturally understood what it meant, and when he heard the words, he just laughed with him, deliberately pretending to be confused.

"Qian'er, the daughter of Lord Li of the Salt and Iron Division, I have seen it a few times ago, her appearance is delicate and beautiful, and she is proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, embroidery, and female red, I specially went to Xiangguo Temple to ask, and the eight characters of your birthday are very ...... you." Zhi'er Mo Ruomu, Jiao Rou glanced at Chu Qian, and Mrs. Hui said with a smile on the corner of her mouth, her expression seemed to be a little excited.

"Mother, the lady who matches me on her birthday in the world is as good as a sea of stars, and there are at least thousands of people in the entire Bianliang City." Chu Zhen smiled and said, "Could it be that they are all destined for Qian'er?" ”

"You kid, how can you talk nonsense." Mrs. Hui sneered, looked around, and didn't find any idle people, so she whispered: "If you have the ability to marry back, my mother doesn't mind." ”

"Mother, you really dare to think about it." Chu Zhen was speechless for a moment, even if he had this heart, he could do it, but he couldn't afford it, I am afraid that in the world, except for the emperor who lives deep in the palace, no one should be able to accomplish this great feat.

"Look at your beauty, this is obviously impossible." Stretched out a delicate jade and pointed at Chu Zhi's forehead, Mrs. Hui secretly pondered, feeling that Chu Zhen's temperament was the same as his father's, and they were all wind seeds.

"Heaven and earth are proof, and Qian'er has never had this thought." Chu Zhen said with a bright smile, obviously insincere, as a normal man, how could he not have this thought.

"Don't interrupt." Mrs. Hui said angrily, suddenly came to her senses, and continued the topic just now: "The lady of the Li family may be younger, the same age as Jue'er, if you don't like it, you can give it to Jue'er, but the lady of the Zheng family's family in the commercial tax case is the same age as you, and she is ......." ”

"Mother, I remember, a few days ago, I asked my uncle to do some things, but I don't know if it was done, I'll go and take a look." Suddenly, Chu Zhen slapped his forehead, exclaimed, and suddenly got up and walked outside.

"Remember to come back sooner." Mrs. Hui exclaimed lightly, looking at the figure of Chu Zhen leaving in a hurry, a smile bloomed between her soft lips, who let this kid pretend not to sleep and not go to New Year's greetings, how can it be done without being scared, and then Mrs. Hui's thoughts also fluttered, now that she is sixteen, she is becoming more and more promising, and it is time to find a family affair for him, the little lady of the Li family and the little lady of the Zheng family ......, they all seem to be good, or marry them back? This seemed inappropriate, and for a moment, Mrs. Hui's thoughts fell into contradictions.

Under the sound of the servant's greeting and sending, Chu Zhen stepped out of the house and went down the steps, the refreshing cold wind was slow, but Chu Zhen did not feel the slightest coldness, touched the clothes on his body, Chu Zhen smiled slightly, and cautiously walked in the direction of Daxiangguo Temple.

Although the middle-aged taste of Bianliang City has passed, but the joy still exists, the peach charms hanging in front of each household have not yet been picked off, and the sound of firecrackers can be heard from the streets and alleys from time to time.

Following the rolling flow of people, Chu Zhi slowly came to the vicinity of Daxiangguo Temple, the amazing heat wave came to his face, in this cold weather, Chu Zhi also felt a little hot, avoiding the sales of several market vendors, Chu Zhi walked to the front of the small sweet water alley, looked at the fork of the two alleys, hesitated for a moment, and then chose one of them to go briskly.

Slowly came to the familiar and exquisite courtyard, as if he was afraid that the road did not fall, Chu Zhi walked very carefully, it can be described as one step at a time, when passing by the low wall of the front yard, Chu Zhi couldn't help but turn his head and look in, only to see a slender figure jumping into his eyes, silk hair fluttering, all kinds of style, a girl's shyness appeared on the weak delicate face, a long skirt was as white as snow, wrapped in a slender body, the cold wind swept by, it looked extraordinarily weak and couldn't help the wind, and it was lovely.