The noise and hustle and bustle of Pingyang City are different, and they are even different from the school palace, in Cai Yong's backyard, I am afraid that it is the true meaning of the word tranquility.

Originally, there were some trees in the courtyard, apparently some were transplanted later, planted around the small pavilion, high and low, staggered, just when the spring flowers bloomed, only to see the branches green and noisy, the peach blossoms were red, it was a good time of the year.

In the small pavilion in the forest, Cai Yan was stroking the qin, and the vocal music was like a little elf, gently jumping on the branches in the forest, fluttering, and jumping from the forest to Fei Qian's head and shoulders, shaking the corners of his clothes, laughing, and then going into the distance......

The peach blossoms in the forest, fragrant and red, fluttered slightly with the music, and a layer of petals fell on the steps of the small pavilion, as if dyeing the blue and black steps with a layer of pink luster. A few bee butterflies fluttered up and down among the branches and flowers, as if they were dancing to the sound of music.

The sound of the piano is clear, the singing voice is quiet, although there is no multi-channel and multi-soundtrack mode like the later generations, but it is clear and clear, just like a mountain stream winding through the forest, there is a sound of ding dong, everyone who hears it, will not feel irritable, only feel that the mood has been relaxed in an instant.

Fei Qian couldn't help but stop, stopped and listened quietly, a few peach blossom petals fell from the air and landed on Fei Qian's robe......

At the end of the song, the aftermath lingers.

Cai Yan in the pavilion slowly raised his head, got up and saluted, smiled slightly, and said, "Are you back?" ”

"Well, I'm back." Fei Qian gave up his hand.

Cai Yan flipped Rou Yi slightly, and motioned for Fei to sneak into the pavilion and sit down.

Getting closer, Fei Qian noticed that Cai Yan seemed to be slightly plumper compared to when he was in Chang'an, because the weather was still relatively cold, so Cai Yan wore a red fur, and on his cheeks like congealed cream, he reflected a rosy color like a peach blossom representing health.

"Fengshu, bring the tea set......" Cai Yan turned his head to the outside of the pavilion and said.

Behind the pavilion, a little maid suddenly answered, and then she used a thick kudzu cloth to cushion it, and carried a small red clay stove to the side of the pavilion, and then trotted again, and sat a copper kettle on the red clay stove, and then went to get the tea bucket, tea bowl and other things, just about to kneel on the table to cook tea, was stopped by Cai Yan.

"By the way, there are two volumes of books on the left side of the table in the study, you can go and get them......" Cai Yan said lightly to the little maid.

The little maid hesitated for a moment and said, "Oh...... Then this tea soup ......"

Cai Yan stretched out his hand and took the water spoon in the little girl's hand and said, "What's so difficult about this, I'll come." ”

"Oh......" The little maid looked at the copper kettle that closed the mouth, and estimated that the water in it might not boil so quickly, so she agreed, and went to the study to get the scroll.

Fei Qian watched Cai Yan put down the water spoon, then opened the tea bowl, took out a piece of tea cake, and couldn't help but say with some trepidation: "This...... How dare you bother Senior Sister Lao to cook tea......"

Cai Yan swept over with a pair of wonderful eyes and said, "Why, I can't drink the tea I cooked?" What do you like to add? ”

“…… Uh, green salt will do...... Why don't I make tea......" Fei Qian saw that Cai Yan was like this, so he was no longer polite, so he took the stone scoop and pestle from the tea, and took the small tea cake that Cai Yan handed over and baked it slightly on the stove, put it into the stone scoop, and gently grind it.

"How is Yin Mountain? If it's really a straight stopper, Guanghenan? Cai Yan asked while holding a small piece of silver charcoal with a carbon stool and putting it into the small stove, and then looked at the bubbling water in the copper kettle on the stove.

"Well, the pasture is abundant, it's really a good place to raise horses...... Fei Qian didn't look up, first pounded the tea cake into smaller pieces, and then ground these pieces into powder, of course, the more delicate the grinding, the better.

"......" Cai Yan glanced at Fei Qian, who lowered his head to make tea, and then his red lips opened slightly, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he didn't say anything.

The little maid who took the book from the study took the book, held the book in her arms, and trotted back, and before she could breathe a sigh of relief, she was busy taking over all the work of cooking tea......

Cai Yan first handed one of the books to Fei Qian, and motioned for Fei Qian to take a look.

Fei Qian opened it and took a look, only to see that the beginning of one of the volumes was: "Heaven and earth are yellow, the universe is desolate, the sun and the moon are shining, and the sun and moon are shining." The day is white and the night is dark, the sun is bright and the moon is bright, the wind and snow are dancing, and the lightning and thunder are sounding. Clouds cause rain, dew and morning frost, rainbow glow, fog and hail. Spring is born and summer is long, autumn is harvested and winter is hidden, the season is in season, and the cold comes and the summer comes and goes......"

The handwriting is dignified and beautiful, but there is an atmosphere in the smallness, which is written by Cai Yan himself.

"This is ......" Fei Qian raised his head and glanced at Cai Yan in surprise. Fei Qian and Cai Yan only mentioned it once last time, but I didn't expect it to be completed so quickly, and the text in it is basically some natural phenomena or basic common sense that are often seen in daily life, and it is indeed a very suitable article for Mongolian studies.

"How can I enter the eyes of my junior brother?" Cai Yan tilted his chin slightly, revealing a small piece of delicate and white neck.

Fei Qian hurriedly arched his hand and said, "Senior sister is talented! Such a wonderful chapter, since the origin of the spread, Cai's Mengxue chapter, the merit is immeasurable! ”

"If my junior brother likes it, it's fine......" Cai Yan waved his hand slightly, indicating that he didn't care. Originally, I wrote this because Fei Qian mentioned it, and seeing that Fei Qian was happy, Cai Yan also smiled, and as for any other additional things, Cai Yan didn't care too much at all.

Looking at the other book in his hand, Cai Yan's smile gradually faded, and he hesitated for a moment, but still handed the other book in his hand to Fei Qian.

When Fei Qian took it, he thought it was another article written by Cai Yan, but when he opened it, it was actually Tai Shigong's "Biography of General Wei's Hussars......

Cai Yan gave me this, what does it mean?

"Seventeen, two out of Dingxiang, the whole army; Nineteenth, three expeditions to Hexi, open up territory; Twenty-one, command the three armies, crisscross the desert north......" Cai Yan stared at Fei Qian firmly with a pair of wonderful eyes, and said softly, "...... Two years later, however...... Brother, if you have time, you should read this article carefully......"

"Senior sister's meaning......" Fei Qian frowned slightly.

Cai Yan shook his head slightly, the steps on his head swayed a few times, obviously not wanting to elaborate on this topic immediately: "Ah, the tea is ready...... I will use this tea to congratulate my junior brother on the merit of recovering Yinshan......"

Seeing that Cai Yan was reluctant to talk at this time, although Fei Qian guessed something, he could only put it down for the time being, picked up the tea bowl with Cai Yan, and slowly sipped the tea soup.

The spring breeze gently pulled a few peach blossoms, played with them a few times, and then threw down the peach blossom petals, and looked for other things from afar, so the peach blossoms drifted obliquely into the pavilion and landed between Fei Qian and Cai Yan's mats.

After sitting for a while, Fei Qian said goodbye to Cai Yan, and just walked to the outside of the forest with two volumes of books, he heard the sound of the piano behind him, and then Cai Yan's graceful voice sounded softly:

“…… I'll let me do it, I'll drive my cow. I have set up and covered the clouds.

I am in vain, I am in charge, I am in my brigade. I have gathered, and Gaiyun has returned.

Su Su thanked him for his merit and summoned him to the camp. Fierce conscription, summon Bo Cheng.

The original is flat, and the spring is clear. Summoning the uncle is successful, and Wang Xin is rather ......"

Fei Qian's footsteps couldn't help but pause, and he suddenly felt that the book in his arms seemed even heavier......