On the day Fu Yannian returned home, it was already midwinter weather, and the backyard of Fu Yannian gradually froze, and a layer of light frost surfaced. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Although it already means snowing, a group of little Lolitas running around in the yard with brooms, shovels, and rolling pins have baked the whole courtyard extremely warm.

Because the old general Qin didn't come today, the courtyard has almost become a world where one person has the final say. Since she grew up, Jinping and Cuimo also chose a little Lori girl for her to accompany and serve her.

So when Fu Yannian came back today, he saw this strange scene.

Four little guys are standing underground, three little guys are stacked on top, four little Lori girls are holding brooms next to them, guarding majestically, and a small guy with a general corner is sneakily letting go at the gate of the courtyard.

And Youyou leaned into her little body, stretched out and let the little girl carry her to the top of the bamboo forest to dig out the bird's nest.

's cute little appearance actually made Fu Yannian play for a minute.

Time suddenly went back to a few years ago, at that time, Qin Qing was also here, driving Fu Er, to prune and relax on the top of the old tall tree, at that time, her stomach was full of seclusion.

When Fu Yannian thought of this, he felt a numb sourness of pain in his heart, and he had the urge to cry.

But he still held back his father's majesty, and he was afraid that the loud voice would scare those little guys, and a bad one would make Youyou miss something, so he just smiled at Youyou in an ordinary tone:

"If you want to catch birds, it's cheapest in winter, why use such a stupid method, let Daddy teach you, Youyou, you come down first."

After saying a word, those little guys hurriedly handed down Youyou one by one as if they had been amnestied, and they also rolled down numbly, kneeling on the ground for a while.

Fu Yannian didn't say anything, just waved his hand and let everyone disperse. Then he picked up his clothes, pouted his ass and dug a small hole in the ground in the backyard, and after digging, he threw a little rice grain and minced meat into it, and then gently and quietly took Xiaoying to hide behind a cypress tree.

Little Lori flickered with two big eyes, and her cherry-like little red lips were gently lying on the ears of her father Fu Yannian, as if she was afraid that the birds would hear it, and said, "Daddy, will there really be birds to eat?" ”

Fu Yannian has been away from home for a long time, and he doesn't know if there are as many birds and birds in Pengcheng as there are in his hometown back then, but it is not good to sweep his daughter's interest, so two big hands raised his daughter on his shoulders, and his shaking calves were on his shoulders.

"It's not fun to play with these birds at home, so Daddy will take you out to play." He looked up and smiled at the little girl with the apple face on his shoulder.

Yu Yu was about to nod. Jinping followed up and said: "Master, this weather seems to be about to snow, the weather is not good, in case the weather changes, trapped outside, it is not good, why don't you make some preparations, we will roast and eat meat in the backyard, okay?" ”

This time, without waiting for Fu Yannian's reaction, Youyou hurriedly clapped his little hands and said with a smile: "Okay, yes, roast fire, roast hot meat Ha~~~"

Fu Yannian saw that his daughter was happy, so he didn't say anything, just called the little guy next to him, and whispered a few words.

Fu Yannian took advantage of his daughter's absence, and ran around the yard looking for birds, caught one by one, and then planted the birds head down one by one, and planted them into the small trap he had just dug in front of his daughter.

Thanks to Jinping's heart, he washed his hands and changed his clothes for Youyou, etc., and it took more than an hour to leave enough time for Fu Yannian to prepare.

When Youyou was wearing a two-color red arrow sleeve with flowers and butterflies, and a honey-colored brocade jacket with hairy flowers, and a small big coat on the outside, when he took it out again, Fu Yannian had already stuffed the birds and birds.

Xiao Youyou ran around in the yard happily, lifted a silly bird, and smiled heartily, that adoring gaze really moved his father Fu Yannian.

Cuimo took the bound birds, went to the kitchen to clean up, and strung them one by one onto wooden sticks.

The fire was rising in the backyard, and the light snow was drifting, simmering with the aroma of warm wine.

The fire coaxed the chickens, ducks, birds, and finches to emerge one by one droplets of water, and then fainted droplets of oil, and the snow-white and delicate flesh gradually turned brown.

Fu Yannian took a sip of warm wine, turned around the wooden dismantling again, tore off some legs of a few small finches roasted on it, and put them in the small blue and white porcelain dishes that Cuimo had arranged. Then he skewered the bread from the plate and put it on the fire to bake.

Jinping sprinkled some cumin pepper seasoning powder, tested the temperature with Ruyu's fingers, and then tore off a little bit and fed it to the quiet around him.

Youyou smashed her small mouth, but her eyes stared directly at the warm wine beside Fu Yannian.

Fu Yannian was begged for by the cute little eyes that she was looking forward to, so he handed it over and told her that he was only allowed to lick and drink a little.

Youyou nodded, took the pipa-shaped wine skin bag with both hands, stretched out her little tongue, and licked it carefully. Immediately began to make fancy grimaces to express the general unpleasant feeling of being cheated by his father.

While grimacing, he continued to nibble his little mouth straight onto Jinping's hand and sprinkled with seasoning chicken legs.

This time, the piece of meat torn off the chicken leg seemed to be a little hot, and he quickly threw the meat into his mouth, inhaling the cool air while facing the slowly falling snowflakes.

That cute appearance made everyone laugh.

Everyone chewed, Cui Mo suddenly seemed to think of something, a little gloomy, but he couldn't help but say: "If Miss is still here, I must be the one who loves to act like this, but unfortunately, this disappearance, I don't know whether I live or die, but I pity Xiao Youyou and General Fu-"

Before she could say anything, Jinping was already busy stuffing a chicken leg into her mouth.

Cui Mo swallowed the chicken legs, shouted heartburn, and drank a lot of wine in a panic before it calmed down.

Jinping looked at Cui Mo while eating: "You Nizi, you haven't moved the matouqin for a long time recently, so on a snowy day, it's good for you to take the piano out and play it for us for a while." ”

Cui Mo wiped his hands with a handkerchief, and said with a light smile: "I'm just roasting comfortably, and you want me to give birth to some stories, it's just that, if I don't play and sing well, don't blame me for the sound of the piano so that you can't eat meat in March." ”

As he spoke, he bowed his hand slightly to Fu Yannian, and led a small servant to arrange it himself.

Not long after, the sky was greeted by the moonlight and the falling snowflakes, and the horse-head qin came one after another, as if some kind of telling, there were many more open-minded years in addition to the gloomy grievances.

Turning and chanting, the ups and downs of the melody make people feel like they are in the boundless grassland, the little girl with braids, the faint fragrance of flowers and grass, you can think about anything, you can think about anything, you can think about anything, transparent and pure, long and simple. Suddenly the tone is shifted, more and more deep and rough, and the passionate long tune carries a long singing voice, the minor key of the pentatonic scale, each with a wide range, dragging a long tail note.

Cui Mo came out with the piano in his arms, playing and singing, and sat down against the fire. The roaring firelight was warm and bright, and her beautiful face was very moving.

Fu Yannian looked at the horse-head piano in her hand, the head, the stem, the strings, the horse, the strings, the bow, and the frame of the piano case are all made of one-color red pine wood, the materials are very particular, the back of the piano case is covered with sheepskin, and the leather surface is painted with painted ethnic patterns. The headstock is a square column shape that bends slightly forward, and the shape is carved like the head of a galloping horse, with the string grooves open at the back, and many of them have grooved covers, and the two strings on both sides are boxwood material.

The whole front is flat and the back is round, the front is a string fingerboard, the upper end is provided with a mountain pass, and the lower end is loaded into the through hole of the upper and lower frame plates of the piano case. In the center of the leather surface is a wooden bridge-shaped piano horse. Two horsetail strings are opened, and the two strings are composed of 40 (inner strings) and 60 (outer strings) respectively with about long ponytails, and the two ends are tied with filament strings, the upper end is wrapped around the pin, and the lower end is tied to the tail post at the bottom of the piano. The bow is made of rattan or wood, and the ends are tied with a horsetail as bow hair.

Cuimo pushes and pulls the bow with his right hand, and changes all kinds of complex fingering techniques with his left hand, kneading, playing, plucking, and slipping, the technique is light and skillful, and the flowing sound of the piano tells a story that is far away. Suddenly, a low position is placed on the string, the tip of the index finger and middle finger is lightly tapped on the top string, the bow handle is clamped with the tiger's mouth, the index finger and middle finger are placed on the bow shaft, the ring finger and the little finger control the bow hair, the long bow, the half bow, the short bow, the jumping bow, the continuous bow, the pause bow, the bow, the broken bow, the bow shake is very free, the trembling fingers, the portamento, the double tone, the plucked string, the kneading and the overtones are also not a problem.

Fu Yannian felt that chasing this tune, as if his heart had opened up a lot, but Youyou had already begun to yawn, Jinping saw this, and was about to take Youyou back to the house, but Fu Yannian waved his hand, took Youyou, hugged his daughter's small body in his arms, felt the warmth and happiness, and walked to the inner bedroom step by step.

……

It was another sleepless night in Fang Juncheng's dormitory.

The imperial doctor went back and forth to ask questions about the pulse and perform needles, and people came and went.

Huang Chun's side is made of two bronze gilt and hollowed out plum blossom pattern four-legged smokers, with enough agarwood and slowly emitting heat.

In front of the eldest princess, there are two cloisonné enamel lamps of white sarongs, and there are people standing next to the four rosewood frame plum blossom standing lamps on both sides, and there are nine large Changxin Palace lamps on the roof, and the whole dormitory is like day.

The palace maids stood quietly, and Concubine Pu burned incense on the side to mourn. All the gods and Buddhas were invited to the hall in a nondescript manner, and the compassionate and pious appearance of Concubine Pu Niangniang was also quite moving.

Prince Ning took the potion, sat down next to the couch in person, and used a spoon to send the potion, and tested the temperature to his lips, and then slowly handed the potion, which was still unconscious, to the upper lip of the master.

The silence in the dormitory could only be heard the sound of the wicks of the candles cracking and the crisp burning of silver charcoal in the plum blossom smoker.

The snow outside gradually drifted bigger, and in the second half of the night, pieces of goose feathers floated down and floated down.