The sky over Beijing is covered with thick clouds, and the sky is full of snowflakes like goose feathers, and when the wind blows, the snow will blind people's eyes, so that people can't see anything clearly, and the snowflakes and the cold wind will blow into the neck, and I feel the pain of the cold. The snow is falling more and more tightly, in just a few hours, only a piece of white is left between the heaven and the earth, the houses, trees, and streets are all covered in silver makeup, and the ordinary and lively Beijing city is a lot of cold and lonely, and it is difficult to see the traces of people on the road, and there is only a snowstorm and a piece of white as far as the eye can see. This snow connects the heaven and the earth, and the Shijia Mountain near the capital is also a piece of ice and snow, the pines and cypresses all over the mountain are frozen into an ice sculpture, and it is difficult to see its verdant color, and there are few people here.

Shijiashan is also called Shijiatai, located at the southern foot of Beacon Mountain, because the scenery is beautiful, the terrain is open, so the Tailing was built here, the native soldiers who guard the tomb on weekdays are still constantly patrolling in front of the mausoleum, but today a heavy snowfall, the soldiers also feel that the weather is cold and frozen, and gradually there is some carelessness, they can't help but hide in the house to keep warm, and Tailing is quiet as if sleeping in the past. But if the soldiers looked closely, they would see a man sitting in the snow in the snowy upper palace. He didn't know how long he had been sitting here, but he was covered with a thick layer of snow, and he looked like a snowman from afar. The man's beard and eyebrows were covered with snow, and he looked white, but though he sat on the snow, his body was still straight, as tall as a pine or cypress.

The man sat for a long time, and finally took out a wine jug from his arms, and said in a low voice to the mausoleum: "Today I wash my hands in a golden basin, and I will no longer be a fast catcher, and I will accompany Abi at home every day in the future, and I suddenly feel unspeakably uncomfortable, and I want to have a glass of wine with you, but unfortunately you and I are separated by yin and yang." Back then, you gave me a golden knife, and everyone called me a golden knife to catch fast, but unfortunately my body in the past two years is not as good as a day, and since then there is no golden knife to catch fast in the rivers and lakes, only an old man and a decay Ding Si. ”

It turned out that the person in front of the tomb was Ding Si, and the person buried in the tomb was Emperor Xiaozong Zhu Youji. On May 7, the eighteenth year of Hongzhi, Zhu Youzhu died in the Qianqing Palace, at the age of only 36, and was buried in Tailing on October 19, until now, 14 years have passed, and Ding Si is already 50 years old, he was very brave when he was young, often disregarded his body for catching thieves, and at this time he was injured, and then he was really helpless, so he was nagged by Guan Biyue to stop catching fast, he didn't want to retreat, but once or twice when he caught the Jiangyang thief, he was in danger, and was almost put to death by the other party, so he had to wash his hands in a golden basin, no longer serving as a catcher.

Ding Si said this, picked up the wine jug and sprinkled drops of wine in front of the tomb, and then raised his neck to "goo" and drank it, only to feel that the wine was mellow, and when he took a sip of wine, his body was already on fire, and his blood was boiling and his eyes were bright. He couldn't help but drink the pot of wine, took out a pot of wine from his arms, sprinkled the wine first, and then raised it up to drink it and said with a wry smile: "How weak is this drinking, how can you say that you will take the first step, you were in the prime of life, it was the time of high spirits, and seeing that the Ming Dynasty was also thriving, and the people's lives were getting better and better, how could you die young?" This god doesn't have long eyes. After speaking, he drank the wine in the jug, threw the jug far away with his hand, and shouted, "This wine is really uncomfortable to drink." ”

He drank two pots in a row, he was gradually drunk, and chattered to the mausoleum: "When I met you, you were also sixteen or seventeen years old, when you were stolen by the thief and stole the sachet with you, I accidentally bumped into this matter, and grabbed the thief casually, I didn't think that this sachet was a relic left to you by your mother, you can't thank me enough, but at that time we still had a dispute, your subordinates showed mercy to let the thief go, but I think you are a little ridiculous, at that time you said that the prosperous world is not to teach the people to be hungry again, and you can't force people to be traitors. I think you are very pedantic, and if we don't speculate, I'm leaving; The second time I unintentionally bumped into you is your mother's death day, you walked around the street alone, and invited me to drink when you met me, at that time I happened to be upset, I didn't expect to feel like a temper while chatting, you are not too roundabout people, at that time I didn't know that you were the prince of the Ming Dynasty, and I thought that you were at most the son of a powerful family, by chance, by chance. Ding Si talked about the past, and couldn't help but think of the things of the year, at that time both of them were seventeen or eighteen teenagers, one was determined to be the leader of the fast catching industry, and the other was determined to be a king who made great achievements. Thinking of that year, Ding Si couldn't help but have a smile on his face.

The snowflakes were still fluttering, falling on the already white earth. Ding Si actually took out a pot of wine from his bosom again, took a sip with great interest, and said loudly: "When Wei Xing was in turmoil, you only ascended to the throne, and at that time he was planning to blow you to pieces, but you were lucky and caught Wei Xing. In the year of your funeral, I was arresting the 'Saibei Twin Demons', and when I tried my best to capture the two of them and rush back to Beijing, I heard the news of your return to heaven halfway, alas, current affairs are unpredictable, current affairs are unpredictable......" He said that his voice turned low later, and there was infinite sadness and disappointment.

After a while, Ding Si unscrewed the wine jug again, drank a big sip of wine, and sighed slightly: "I still remember that year Zhang Hansheng was going to rebel, and the Shark Gang on Taoyuan Island in Quanzhou was unwilling to go to our Ming land to make trouble, and had the heart to surrender, so it was rumored in the capital that Zhang Hansheng was taken away by the demon Dao, and secretly stole the big seal when Wu Hai and I went to Quanzhou, in order to arouse my vigilance. At that time, we were all middle-aged, and you were so ambitious. You always regret that you couldn't meet the old heroes of Ji Wanshui, and now you should have fulfilled your wish, right? Alas, I have arrested countless criminals over the years, and I have known many heroes and heroes, and it is a pity that so many of them have left early. When he had finished speaking, he took another sip of wine.

At this time, the world was still cold, but Ding Si couldn't feel it at all, he squinted his eyes and looked at the sky, large snowflakes fell from the sky and fell on his face, he only felt that his face was cold, I don't know if the snowflakes turned into snow or tears seeped out of his eyes.

Ding Si sat in front of the mausoleum for a long time, and he didn't know how many words he said before he felt that the fire in his heart gradually cooled down, and he couldn't help sighing and said: "Your ambition has not been rewarded, and I am also a treasure knife, sooner or later we will meet one day, and then let's have a good drink." In the end, I didn't know what to remember, but I just shook my head and said, "The son you gave birth to is three or four points better than you, and it can be regarded as creation." ”

At this time, the sky has gradually darkened, but the snow light on the ground still reflects that the night is not as dark as usual, the wind blows the snow, blowing Ding Si's voice to pieces, only listening to the twilight hero's emotion, but I don't know what he is talking about.