Li Zisheng was really bored by himself, taking advantage of his grandmother's inattention, he ran directly to the back mountain where he often went, at this time due to the snow, the back mountain was covered in silver, and the mountain road had already been cleaned by the firewood pickers, so the road was not slippery, it was very stable, while enjoying the beautiful scenery of the snow, while looking at the surrounding scene, Li Zisheng, who had been depressed for a long time, also breathed a long sigh of relief, very refreshing.

On the top of the mountain, the sun has already risen, and under the reflection of the snow, there is a faint white light flashing around, which is very beautiful.

Li Zisheng strolled on the back mountain, breathing in the fresh air after the snow, although the light of the early sun was dazzling, it was more meaningful, and the boredom that Li Zisheng was holding in his heart was also relieved.

"Looking at Tianshui Village on this back mountain, it really has a unique flavor." Li Zisheng was happy in his heart at this time, he had been in this prosperous Tang Dynasty for some years, and after the New Year's Festival, he was about to enter school.

"There is no trace of silver sand for thousands of miles, and the village is idle when the dog barks."

"Crunch, crunch." The sound of walking on the snow also directly attracted Li Zisheng's attention.

"Phew. What is going on with these ancient people, how are they always willing to make trouble, I came to the mountains early in the morning to blow the wind, and there were people who came, and the way they came was the same, first quietly, and then they said a poem, and deliberately revealed themselves. Alas, it's no wonder who calls themselves too charming. Li Zisheng finished stinking in his heart, and turned around to see who it was.

"Little boy, hello, just now I heard the little boy reciting poems very beautiful, I didn't expect the little boy to be a chapter at a young age, the little woman admired and admired." I saw a girl who looked very beautiful and a little Lori who was about the same age as herself, looking at herself intently.

Naturally, it was Qingli's girl who spoke, Qingli girl was holding a three-foot Qingfeng sword in her hand, and Lori who followed behind did not refuse to give birth, standing behind with a very calm look, and she was generous.

"Thank you for the compliment, I don't know why the two girls are here?" Li Zisheng didn't care about his seven-year-old age at all, and he also pretended to be a mature cliché.

"Haha, I didn't expect that the little boy was not very old, and he was so vigilant that he was very alert, and he suddenly saw that we were outsiders." Miss Qingli sneered twice. Lori, who was standing behind, was still silent.

"I'm afraid this girl is a fool." Li Zisheng was very speechless in his heart, he was not blind, in this peasant land, he was dressed so extravagantly, brocade hat and mink fur, as long as he was not stupid, he knew that he was from other places, and the jewelry on his body alone was not something that ordinary landlords could wear.

But Li Zisheng is not easy to complain directly. I had to bow down slightly and say that I didn't dare.

"Little boy, in the poem you recited just now, this dog barking is really a wonderful pen. Why don't you give me another poem for the newly obtained three-foot Qingfeng sword, and the little woman is here to thank the little son. "Qingli woman has a very bold temperament.

"My name is Li Zisheng, just call me Li Zisheng, you don't have to call me Xiaogongzi Xiaogongzi, it's uncomfortable to listen to and it's hard to scream."

"Little boy, no, Zisheng is really happy, my name is Zhang Shufeng, this is my cousin Zhang Shuling, what about the poem I just said?" Li Zisheng saw them one by one, and then put his eyes on Zhang Shufeng again.

"Why don't you show off your martial arts?"

Li Zisheng knew that these two people must be some kind of dignitaries, just this dress is not bad, and the temperament does not seem to have both the restraint of a scholar and the grandeur of a general, and the combination of these two points is enough to prove that the origin of these two people is absolutely extremely high. At least it's not comparable to my current self.

"Okay, little brother is refreshing!"

Qingli woman Zhang Shufeng did not delay her efforts at all, and in an instant, a white shadow, a three-foot cold iron sword was waved directly in Zhang Shufeng's hand, and there was a large place on the top of the mountain behind, and the snow was thicker around, but it gradually flew with Zhang Shufeng's sword shadow.

Zhang Shu Feng danced extremely fast, and snowflakes flew everywhere. In the wind and snow, a beautiful woman danced the sword, which is really a very wonderful thing, but it is strange that the ancients loved to watch the sword dance. Li Zisheng thought evilly in his heart, and the corners of his mouth unconsciously showed a smile.

"I don't know if Childe has a plan in mind?" Zhang Shuling, who had not spoken, didn't know when he came to Li Zisheng's side.

"A good sentence is made by nature, and a clever hand can get it. No, watching Miss Zhang's sword dance is magnificent and smooth, so there are some gains. Li Zisheng didn't look back at Zhang Shuling, so naturally he didn't notice the change in Zhang Shuling's eyes when Li Zisheng finished speaking.

Hearing Li Zisheng's dazzling eyes, Zhang Shuling, who had always been calm, suddenly had countless looks in his eyes at this time, and Li Zisheng, who was watching the sword dance intently, also had a wave in his heart.

"Here, you take it." Li Zisheng gave Zhang Shuling the hand warmer sleeve given by his grandmother in his hand, ran directly to the side, and laboriously broke a small wooden stick on the tree. Write the snow on one side.

A dance of swords moves in all directions, and the dragon and the phoenix are difficult to collect. Three thousand drunken flowers, a sword frost and countless states.

The drum horn reveals that the sky is cold, and the wind is turbulent. An has to watch the lady's dance, who envies the marquis of Wanhu at that time.

At this time, Zhang Shufeng had already died down, and his eyes were fixed on Li Zisheng's dragon flying phoenix dance.

On the snow, Li Zisheng wrote hard, and wrote poems on the snow, this is the first time Li Zisheng came to write in this prosperous Tang Dynasty, although the words are a little crooked, but it can not hide the appreciation of Zhang Shu and Feng Wujian in the poems.

Every time Li Zisheng wrote a sentence, there was a trace of brilliance in the eyes of the two, and when Li Zisheng finished writing who envied the marquis of Wanhu back then, the eyes of the two looking at Li Zisheng had completely changed.

It was too unexpected, I really didn't expect it.

Zhang Shufeng was also happy to see the hunting, watching the seven-year-old child enjoy the snow scene in the depths of the mountain snow, originally meant to tease, but he didn't expect that this seven-year-old child would surprise him very much. Although this word is not very mature, the literary brilliance revealed in this poem is definitely not inferior to those sons and brothers in Guozixue.

Zhang Shuling already had some appreciation for Li Zisheng in his heart, and after Li Zisheng finished writing these poems, his appreciation for Li Zisheng also rose in a straight line, and Zhang Shuling also really saw what a real prodigy was.

At the moment when Zhang Shuling's eyes returned to calm, Li Zisheng actually saw that above Zhang Shuling's head, there was luck that had not been seen for a long time.

"The breath of the clouds, the breath of the clouds."