When night fell, the north wind was blowing, and the courtyard was so deserted, it seemed that they had already fallen asleep, except for one room, where the light was still on. They slept on a bunk, and several people huddled together and fell asleep tightly under the covers. Only Shaobai hadn't fallen asleep yet, his eyes were round and he didn't know what he was thinking at this time. Shuqian's smiling face came into his mind from time to time, and appeared from time to time, making it difficult for people to fall asleep, those big eyes were like two lanterns, blinking and blinking like stars in the night sky, so dazzling and how could he forget? There is only silent concern in my heart. It was getting colder and colder, and the snow in the night sky was like goose feathers, falling on the houses, trees, and the ground turning into rain. See! A row of small feet was exposed, red from the cold. Shaobai sat up, got out of bed and sat in front of the long table, looked at the snow outside the window, picked up a brush and wrote a few big characters "Yu Shuqian" on a piece of white paper, behind him, some of his juniors and disciples sat up and rubbed their eyes.

"Senior brother, why haven't you fallen asleep yet?"

Shaobai immediately put it away and covered it with a piece of white paper, and said, "I can't sleep if I have something on my mind." ”

A junior brother got up and stepped forward, looked out the window, and said, "It's snowing." ”

"Oh, well," Shaobai replied casually, and the junior brother looked at the paper on the table and asked curiously, "What are you writing?" ”

"Kill the boredom in your spare time, write and draw casually."

"Show me," the junior brother was about to reach out and flip through the paper on the table. Shaobai immediately held it down and said, "I can't look at it." ”

"Look at you nervous, don't look at it, we all know what you're thinking, but no one wants to say it."

"Well," Shaobai didn't want to ask them how they knew, let alone want to know these things, so he kept his heart calm, and his face was still a little sad. The snow outside the window is getting heavier and heavier, and the treetops and the ground are getting heavier and heavier, this junior brother got up and went to bed after urinating at night, and Shaobai also got up and blew out the light and fell asleep.

It snowed heavily overnight, and by dawn the earth was silvery white. It snowed overnight, and the cold wind piled up at dawn. There was a thick layer of snow on the ground, and some of the treetops were crushed by the accumulation of snow. The winter wind is so dry that it hurts like an ice blade cutting through your skin. The door opened, and Qiu Hongru walked out of his room and looked at the snow scene outside the house, which was quite beautiful.

"Master, morning," Shaobai entered Qiu Hongru's room early in the morning to say hello.

"Early, I wonder if all your juniors and disciples have gotten up?"

"Up, they're practicing their voices."

"Well, okay," Qiu Hongru nodded with satisfaction.

Shaobai raised his head and looked at his father, who was wearing a dark red cotton robe and a black melon skin hat, so he asked, "Master, is this going out?" ”

"Yes, Mrs. He Yuan is invited."

At this time, Shaobai may be thinking, if he proposes to follow him to He Yuan, he can meet his longing Shuqian, this may be a good impression of him, this so-called good impression always has some indescribable feelings, which makes people feel numb, hoping to be able to accompany her and watch him laugh, so as to have a trace of peace in his heart, so he said: "Master, I think, I think, I, I," but at this time, he couldn't say it and didn't know what reason to ask his master to agree to go together, and sometimes there was a possible impulse.

Qiu Hongru looked at Shaobai and said, "Shaobai, what do you want to say to the teacher?" ”

Shaobai suddenly raised his head and said without thinking: "Master, let the apprentice go with you." ”

"It's good that you can also learn some principles of how to behave in the world."

When he was about to see Shuqian again, Shaobai couldn't hide the excitement in his heart and said, "Thank you, father." ”

"Let's go down and get ready to go," Shaobai returned to his room to change his clothes, stood in front of the mirror, and touched the long braid on the back of his head. Step out of this room, walk out of the opera garden, stand at the entrance of the street, and call a rickshaw. Master got into the car first, and Shaobai got into the car and sat next to him. After the master got into the car, he said, "He Yuan." ”

"Okay, sit down."

In the garden, Mrs. Tai and the ladies watched the snow scene in the garden. They sat in the pavilion, munching on melon seeds, and Mrs. Chen sat down close to Mrs. Yu to accompany them.

"There is very little snow in Chengdu, and this year is a good year for the snow."

"Well, Shaoqing said it well, what a good year," Mrs. Tai sat down, put her crutches aside, and said with a smile after hearing this.

"Thank you mother-in-law for the compliment, the slave family is flattered," Shaoqing at this time is so immodest, and finally got the praise of Mrs. Tai, of course she wants to show off in front of everyone.

"Look at you," at this time, Mrs. Tai was amused, and the people behind her were also happy. When I was young, one of the ladies said, "Among our sisters, the most talented is Qianyuan, so let her make a little poem for us." ”

Mrs. Chen postponed slightly: "Talent, I'm afraid that the talent of the slave family will not be able to ascend to the hall of elegance, and I dare not miss your Yaxing here." ”

"Qianyuan is too modest, so let her mother-in-law solve the problem."

Mrs. Tai looked at the snow scene outside the pavilion and said, "Let's take "snow" as the theme. ”

"Okay, the slave family only has to sacrifice ugliness, and please don't laugh at your sisters."

"A tree of cold plum and white jade, near the village road and the river bridge.

It should be close to the water splash first, and it is suspected that it has not been sold through spring snow. ”

Mrs. Chen then ordered this little poem to be praised by everyone.

Taigong stayed alone in the study, with a piece of paper on the desk, holding a brush and preparing to inscribe. At this moment, the housekeeper Gou Cai stepped forward and said, "Master, Mr. Qiu has arrived."

Finish. ”

Taigong raised his head and said, "Bring them in." ”

Gou Cai retreated, and after Gou Cai retreated, Taigong thought like a spring, wrote down a few big words of "Liyuan Spring", and then put down the brush in his hand, looking at these three words and thinking carefully.

"Good word," Taigong heard the words of someone behind him praising him, and turned around and said, "Mr. Qiu has arrived." "I don't know when Qiu Hongru entered his study? Maybe it was Yaxing, who didn't want to disturb him, silently stood behind him and watched carefully, and inadvertently let out amazing words of praise. Taigong looked Shaobai standing beside Qiu Hongru up and down, and said, "This is Ling Gongzi." ”

"He is the dog Shaobai below," Shaobai was very excited and a little nervous before entering He Yuan, I don't know why? After entering He Yuan, I was a little disappointed, I kept looking around, I was a little depressed, and I was a little absent-minded, maybe it was because I didn't see Yu Shuqian.

Qiu Hongru looked at Shaobai and said, "Shaobai, come and meet Taigong," after speaking, he pushed Shaobai with his hand. Shaobai looked at Hongru stupidly, and when he was young, he stepped forward and bowed, and said, "I am here to meet the princess." ”

"Well, please all sit down," said Taigong, sitting at the desk and looking at the two of them.

"Thank you for sitting," Hongru and Shaobai father and son sat aside.

"Ling Gongzi is really a talent, and his future is limitless," Taigong carefully looked at Shaobai who was sitting next to him, and felt that this person was dignified, so he speculated.

"Taigong, this is serious, our father and son are humble, and their fate should be like this, and they can't be changed."

After hearing this, Taigong sighed and said, "Alas! Do your best, each has a destiny," and then took out the "Zhao's Orphan" written by Guoan, and said: "The old man has a script here, I don't know how to write it, and I invite Mr. to come and take a look." ”

Qiu Hongru took the "Zhao Orphan" in the hands of the prince and looked at it carefully, and then said: "The details of the characters are properly grasped and proficient in history, politics, culture, and literary talent, I don't know who came from it?" ”

"It's the old man's grandson's clumsy work of national security."

"I heard that Taigong has two grandsons, the eldest young master is sixteen years old, and the second young master is fourteen years old."

After listening to this, Taigong was very satisfied and said: "Eighteen, the second is only sixteen." The Boss has just finished his crowning ceremony. ”

"Such a talent, I am very emotional when I look at it, and Taigong wants to live with this play."

"Exactly, I don't know what Mr. Qiu thinks?"

"Okay, very good, prepare as soon as you go back next time," said the father and son who stood up, saluted, and exited the study.