The sky was hazy, the frost was getting deeper and heavier, the fire was extinguished, and a long night was long, and a group of vehicles slowly passed on the pine plain. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 infoThe mule tamer lifted his footsteps, and the wind and waning moon caressed the feet of the walker's skirt and curtains, and continued to drift the sense of silence on the slopes of the kapok fields in winter.

The samurai next to him took off his simple black robe, revealing a lilac tie-dyed sleeve shirt, and on the small table in the carriage, there was a rectangular plain Changzhou small plate in the agarwood lock spring plate, covered with a blue sapper, and the samurai held my full moon scimitar in his hand, played with it, and handed it to me again, "It's not used to it, it's too cumbersome, the blade is too small, and there are too many ingenuity, so it's better to use the Tang knife to take advantage of it." ”

I took it with a smile, took the sapphire blue handkerchief in front of me and wiped it gently, looked at the edge that stretched inch by inch, and said to him, "The martial arts training methods are different, and the things that naturally take advantage of it are not the same." ”

As he spoke, he gently pressed the mechanism of the scimitar, and a white practice flew towards Yuki Heihachiro like a shuttle, and suddenly, his eyes turned into a crescent moon, and he and his beard were placed from the first quarter moon to the second quarter moon, as if he was angry and dodged.

"Thank you for not stealing the beauty of Yuki-kun." I took the handle hinge and sheathed it and hung it around my waist.

He was interested, a little angry according to the covenant, and a little curious, "I also like the art of Qimen Dunjia in my next life, can you let me take a closer look at it?" ”

I glanced at my mouth, pricked his eyes, and said, "No." It's better to hold things in your own hands, so feel at ease. ”

He arched his hand helplessly.

There is a faint light rain outside, the tea fairy and pear beauty in the pine green bamboo pattern cotton robe and haiku are walking outside, the wide Japanese robe is confused with the green of the pine forest behind them, the pine waves on the high number pass in front of you one after another, the branches of Yang Tong take advantage of the hills, the kapok spits the branches, everything is safe like a dream, the forest is impregnated, elegant and quiet like an outdoor paradise.

Only the fierce Tang knives with various decorations and plug lace on both sides, and the hideous cold light on them, can pull people back to reality.

After traveling for dozens of miles, Xiwu said again, "Bypassing the Songnan Mountain, we will rest and have lunch in the Suzaku Temple, and then ten miles to the city, it will be the residence of Mrs. Beizhengsho." The general is seriously ill and is busy arranging matters on Princess Omi's side, but the lady's place is the most appropriate. ”

I glanced at him with slanted eyes, and said disapprerovingly, "It's your lord who has passed by." Now that I am secretly hiding such a spy as Mrs. Beizheng Office, it means that Mrs. will regret that she will not cooperate with him anymore, and it will be difficult to collect it. ”

Xiwu straightened up and said, "The beautiful scenery of Songyuan, poetic and picturesque, don't talk about that, don't talk about that." ”

I didn't answer, I just looked out the window at the snow-white neck of the tea fairy, there was a kind of tenderness between the ups and downs, and I said in my heart, did I talk about it first? Are you really a water for me?

Seeing that I didn't speak, Xiwu seemed to feel that since he was receiving, he had to fulfill his duties, and suddenly said, "I haven't asked Mr. Jing why he is willing to show up this time." My father-in-law was also quite surprised. ”

As soon as I said this, I was even more helpless, and I had already slapped Huang Chun's guy countless times in my heart, if it weren't for what he said to imply that Luo Wei's top warrior with horns that I was the Jing Jinshui, if it weren't for the fact that he suddenly took out the token of the Xinyue secret spy at this time, so that I had to cooperate with his actions, how could I be involved in such a thing?

Thinking so in his heart, he had to play his role and said, "Since Prince Rui is willing to cooperate with General Tokugawa and conspire with each other's major affairs, it is natural that Jing Mou should show sincerity, but it is just that the scene of your hijacking, in order to avoid acting too true, killed and injured many innocent soldiers on both sides." ”

I looked at his appearance and description, thinking that this person must be a generation of nobles, and his upbringing is beyond the reach of ordinary Japanese warriors, and he can be sent to a secret place to receive me, many reasons are very clear, and one of the female forbearance to answer and talk, can be compared to the Xinyue girls, and each has its own martial arts, flexible and flexible, but respectful to it, and its identity is extraordinary.

"How can a person who has achieved great things read the verses like this? Prince Rui and General Pu also participated in this plan, so how can they blame my lord? Although it is true that there are more casualties than Mr. Jing's plan. "The evening fog waved his head again and again, and the forsythia-like mustache moved up and down, which made me suddenly feel like tearing my beard.

As soon as the carriage passed by Suzaku Temple, the scenery in front of the hall suddenly changed from the season.

In the beautiful garden of the six courtyards, the beautiful trees are verdant, the spring festival is beautiful, the cherry blossoms are beautiful, the willows are goose yellow, and the two arched cypress gates are not high, but they are smiling with the title. What's even more strange is that the Kashiwagi Guardian Governor led a group of samurai to take off their cotton robes, tie shorts and shorts, and bow in a team with a group of small monks in the courtyard who were bound with leggings.

The first one looked quite like the green-armored bull-horned warrior who knocked me unconscious that day, and at this time, he looked quite young and beautiful, and his posture was beautiful and dignified. On the verdant lawn in front of the courtyard, he struggled to circle, gallop and raid, but he did not boast of his personal foot strength and ability, and he had the temperament of a general who arranged the troops.

I walked forward with Xiwu, but I saw that he was wearing a dress with a snow-green face and a red background, and the corners of the sleeves of the robe were tied up at random, revealing half of the well-proportioned white muscular calves.

"Sakamoto-kun, Yamazaki-kun" Yuki waved his hand to them from behind, and everyone on both sides of the Keju stood up when they heard the sound, only the Kashiwagi Guardian took the opportunity to score the last goal in his untidy official robe, and then gave up.

The young and delicate horned samurai who was called Sakamoto-kun saw the people here, and suddenly felt a little shy, and quickly let go of the corners of his robe, and the layers of clothes inside were thick and faint, like ink smudged out of the five sheep brocade.

He took a pair of Jeju soap boots from the attendant next to him, replaced the Keju boots, and did not wear ordinary clogs, so he walked towards this side with his head held high.

I looked along his gaze, and saw the white jade face and tall swan neck of the tea fairy emitting a lustrous rhyme like a colorful heart in his gaze, and the slight rain and thick frost reflected a meaning like a magpie bridge fairy in their eyes.

"If the relationship between the two is long, how can it be in the twilight dynasty," this is probably the most sincere portrayal of all soldiers and wives.

When he walked in with the Kashiwagi Guardian and the others, it seemed that he had also discovered me, and a look of pride and flying appeared on his face that only the subtle party could distinguish.

I couldn't help but feel a little depressed in my heart, thinking about my martial arts, but they couldn't compare to the young samurai in front of me, who was not older than me, so I couldn't help but think of spiritual victory.

Secretly counted all my subtle talents, repulsion of spy achievements, sailors luring the enemy, surprise attack rescue, calligraphy and painting skills, never forgetting many talents, and compared the tea fairy maid and Qin Qing behind me, thinking that Qin Qing is not inferior in tea art polishing and food carving, and martial arts are above this woman, so I instantly got an inexplicable victory of "even if I can't beat you, my daughter-in-law can beat your daughter-in-law, and we are versatile".

The general of the evening fog was not moved by the eyes of me and Sakamoto, Sakamoto and the tea fairy, and several people who came and went many times, but kept laughing and talking with the Kashiwagi Guardian about the time and the lunch.

A group of people walked along the courtyard of the West Wing through the forest platform of the middle hall, and then moved to a set of quadrangle courtyards like owls, in which a long table with a wide fan, a green table on the spiritual platform, and a lot of futons made of gray squirrels and mink fur were spread out in the courtyard.

After a short time, everyone was already lined up from the east to the south according to their respective identities, and the general of the evening fog pulled me into one of the positions, and the two of them picked up the futon and sat down.

The first place in the southeast is Prince Hotaru of Suzaku Temple, who was born short and thin, but his skeleton is strange, and his body is full of the dignified posture of a samurai's free cultivation.

Seeing him waving his hand, the Kashiwagi Guardian clapped his hands three times.

Immediately, a group of all kinds of painted tie-dyeing, long-haired and white-hatted temple dancers and shrine maidens Rakhime twisted their waists and held various food boxes of colorful embroidery and carving, lined up in a circle, and spread out for everyone to distribute vegetables for everyone.

After opening the overlapping and delicate heart-saving plum carved agarwood three-layer food box in front of me, I almost laughed out loud.

Among the beautiful layers of food boxes, there are no ordinary Tsubaki cakes, chestnut cakes, saury dried fish, and Japanese fish roe sushi, each of which is placed on the plate of the kiln official carved with purple moire, such as a large stack of scallion oil flatbread in the Jun kiln dishes carved with fine enamel and cloisonné paintings, and in the fragrant wood box of the imperial mofuku, which makes people laugh.

Seeing that all the people did not raise their chopsticks, I also followed the customs, but when I heard a new bell of the gods in the courtyard, everyone pointed to their hearts and recited another sentence, and then they each said to the food in the bowl, "I'm going to start." Then they raised their hands and took their food.

I poured a glass of bayberry sake in a glass cup into my bowl, took a sip, and felt that the wine did not taste very good, so I poured it myself.

Seeing that I liked this thing, General Xiwu said to me as if he had seen a confidant, "The samurai in the lord's family don't like to drink this brew, but I think the flavor is very good, it turns out that Mr. Jing and I are the same kind, disrespectful and disrespectful." ”

I pursed my lips and said nothing, only smiled and raised my glass to drink. After the group had eaten, they were all settled.

I boarded the car with General Yuki again and talked to each other.

I saw that it was the middle of winter, but the cherry blossoms were blooming in the Suzaku Temple, so I asked Yukimi, "But is the volcanic hot spring water here to promote the flowers and trees?" ”

Yuki pinched his beard and said brightly, "Yes, it was the idea created by General Ishida's wife." In this way, you can still see the cherry blossoms falling like hail snow on the end of spring, and take the mood of the wind falling in the evening and the red realm. ”

"I've also heard that today's general Luo Wei and the emperor's poetry are opposed, I remember that it seems to be a poem because the emperor is enjoying the cherry blossoms, the general asked Guan Bai to go to the discussion, but he couldn't bear to disturb Yaxing, so he quit and got the poem from the emperor, so he sang and composed it." I was still looking out the window, but my hand was pressed against the saber at my waist. Pretend to be relaxed and talk to the sunset fog.

After a short time, they entered the city, although the city gate is slightly shorter than the Xinyue Xijing a few feet, but it is three points thicker than the bricks of the outer city and the inner city of the Xinyue Xijing, and the pheasant moat and the guard post on it are also guarded.

When the evening fog reached the west gate, he took out the token, and the carriage retinue passed through the outer city in turn, and stepped on the city road paved with large bluestone slabs and bricks.

Turning to the side hall of the west corner gate of the North Government Office, there was already a row of five sword-wielding warriors and two maidservants in the courtyard to answer outside the Yi Gate. Among them, the backyard is a race, lined up in two shifts, one is a bow and crossbow, and the other is a firebolt, and when the evening fog saw this, he immediately said to me excitedly, "You are now dressed as an ordinary servant, if you go to the race, you may be able to get some color." ”

I couldn't help shaking my head and didn't speak, but I said in my heart, "Is your lord afraid that the world doesn't know, or does he want to test the accuracy of the Beiming general," and secretly had his own plans.

But I heard him applaud loudly, and shouted to the leader of the fire gun, "The bearded general-"

"General Sunset, you're back, and you've worked hard all the way." The bearded warrior who was called the bearded black general rolled up his sleeves and waved his hand, "Wait a minute, you can take Sakamoto?" ”

"No, there is another errand." Yuki laughed aloud from the side.

As he spoke, he led me along the verandah to the entrance of the rockery.

After passing the entrance, a golden light and shadow suddenly floated past his feet and swept in the direction of the piano sound. When I looked closely, it was a small yellow tabby kitten, with big eyes that were very pleasing and dripping.

"It was the copper kettle lady who took it from the third princess and gave it to her lady, it's beautiful," Xiwu said later. Tea fairy and Rimi should be in the same person, and they followed behind with bated breath. From time to time, the cat swept through the corners of everyone's robes, rolling and playing for a while, hugging his legs for a while, and running to the carved window lattice on the side of the wing room to lie sideways, basking in the sun, occasionally "meowing" a few times, soft and glutinous, very well-behaved.

"Mr. is now in the courtyard of the West Wing, stay in front of me to make arrangements, and then wait for Mrs. Beizheng to summon at the right time." Xiwu said politely.

I looked at the setting sun on the horizon, and the Tang music and the sound of the wind and waves from the east echoed the singing.

The grass and flowers that grow in a limited area in the courtyard are full of vitality and decorate the outside of the wings. Different from the graceful and luxurious Xinyue ancient meaning, its paving green and stacked brocade, graceful and graceful, all with a kind of graceful and agile beauty and elegance.

The courtyard of the new mountain lily, which resembles a fairy in red, is raised twice in a small circle, and the leaf stems curl upwards from the ground.

The rare inverted root grass, the alpine chrysanthemum like a golden earring, the small and delicate long white gentian, and the black mandala flower that is said to be offered for the birthday of the lady, the pine hair cui, etc., are all a kind of posture of lying down with a short body, with perseverance and tenacious vitality, weaving a splendid wind river.