The sky is clear, the wind is smooth, the warmth in the sky, and the warm wind blowing from time to time tell the people of Chang'an that the most unbearable winter has quietly left. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

I don't know when there was no longer the howling of the north wind and the baptism of ice and snow.

I don't know when, when no one found out. The already frozen river quietly shattered, and the sound of spring gradually flowed above the ice.

I don't know when the leaves of the evergreen tree began to turn green gradually. The willow trees and sycamores that have long since withered are gradually carrying a little bit of tender green. After surviving a bitterly cold winter, the sparrows were rejuvenated, wandering over the branches of the trees, chirping and not listening. While many of the birds that have flown south to escape the cold have not yet returned, this is a true paradise for them.

At the end of the streets and alleys, there are gradually more noisy people, and the pedestrians in the market are no longer in a hurry, perhaps to nostalgia for the rare color of early spring, or to celebrate that the cold has gone away, in short, the pace of pedestrians has gradually slowed down, and there is a little poetry of loving spring, loving spring, and watching spring.

The plaque of Helan Mansion has been hung in the small alley of Changle Fang, and it must have just been cleaned by the servants. The gilded characters have been hanging for so long, and there is not the slightest dust, nor a drop of fading. Except for a few people who know about it, no one pays too much attention to this yard, and no one pays too much attention to the people in this yard.

"Crunch"

The not-so-heroic door opened, and after the two little guys in green clothes opened the door, they stood quietly at the door, waiting for their master, right?

Sure enough, several servants walked out of the mansion surrounded by a young man.

I haven't seen him for several years, and he is still dressed in white. It seems that there is no change in the slightest, clean and refreshing.

Look closer, and you'll see. Although the passage of time is silent, the traces on the young man's body are obviously abnormal.

I still remember that in the first year of Yonghui four years ago, this was still a little child. Now he is a young man who is about five feet tall. Both height and appearance have faded away from the immaturity of the year, although it is not mature, but it is this youthful energy that can make countless noblewomen and girls in Chang'an City fall and scream.

If you look closely, if that skin is seen by a twenty-eight girl, she will definitely scream with jealousy. Where is the skin that a young man should have, if it is said that the skin is like snow, it is indeed an exaggeration. But in terms of whiteness and tenderness, it is enough to be comparable to that of a baby. Compared to the girl, it is three points stronger.

The forehead is extremely smooth, and the long black hair is gently restrained behind him by a wooden hairpin commonly used by Taoist priests. Tang Dynasty men need to perform the crown salute before they can be crowned. Today's boy is only thirteen years old, so he just uses the simplest way to tie up his hair.

There is no shortage of maids next to the young man, but even if he accompanies him all the year round, he still wants to sneak a few glances from time to time to feast his eyes. Those eyes, standard peach blossom eyes, and slightly upturned corners of the eyes look very seductive. If this is born in a woman, it will inevitably be a foxy thing that will bring disaster to the country and the people. But being born in this man is just a three-point handsomeness. The tall bridge of the nose proves that he does not only have the blood of the Han people, but also the charm of the Hu people. The thin lips don't look mean, but they add a bit of softness, and they look a little weird.

There is no doubt that the young man who walked out of the gate of Helan's house, who was hugged by the servants, was naturally Helan Minzhi.

At this time, he had a smile on the corner of his mouth, and his eyes were slightly with a hint of enjoyment. Enjoying nothing else, it is the warm spring breeze blowing in the face as soon as the door is opened.

The fly in the ointment is that Helan Minzhi at this time has become handsome and handsome for some reason, but he is not masculine enough. On this finely carved face, there is involuntarily carrying a feminine atmosphere. It's weird to watch.

However, if you carefully observe his eyes, you can find that those peach blossom eyes are not lewd or frivolous. With a sense of calmness, calmness, and a lack of masculinity above the countenance.

The corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and a person who was already so old could naturally know that the maid next to him was constantly secretly looking at him. With three points of helplessness, over the years, Helan Minzhi has never had a day of intermittent martial arts with Ah Da. Moreover, the meditation and qi cultivation method he brought from later generations has produced miraculous effects, and he exercises every morning to nourish qi, so that he has a relatively weak sense of qi at a young age. This has already surprised Ah Da, you must know that he has been practicing with his master since he was very young, and it was not until the peak of his life that he felt qi for the first time. It wasn't until I was about thirty-five years old that I was able to really learn how to use qi. But then, the body gradually showed a downward trend.

Now, his little young master is only thirteen years old and has a sense of qi, and he must have an unlimited future in martial arts.

However, Helan Minzhi just wanted to yell at the sky: This is useless, right?

As a big man, he gradually grew like this, I'm really a little sorry for the ancestors, I'm sorry for the society, I'm sorry for the audience, okay? Which man doesn't want to be as masculine as possible, and which man doesn't want to walk with a tiger, showing his body, with three points of domineering. Who wants to beckon himself and lead countless heroes to bend their waists.

Although it is undeniable that it is indeed secretly happy to be looked at by these little girls with reverence and admiration every day, but after a long time, my heart is full of rejection.

Just then, a man led two tall horses outside the door. One of them is snow-white, and only four hooves are pure black. When you run, you can't say that you can compare thousands of miles to a horse that travels thousands of miles a day and eight hundred at night. It's no problem to travel four or five hundred miles long distances. This is a gift from the Hongnong Yang family, the priest of wine, when he was twelve years old. Since then, Helan Minzhi has had his own riding teacher, and like the younger generation of the Yang family, he began to receive the most traditional riding education from the aristocracy.

Helan Minzhi liked this horse very much, and gave it a name that sounded better than Ah Da Ah Er, and they don't know how many times.

stretched out his hand towards the horse, and then walked out of the door: "Feiyan, have you lost your temper recently?" ”

In his previous life, Helan Minzhi was very fond of riding, but he never had the opportunity to touch a horse for economic reasons, and the arrival of Feiyan fulfilled his long-standing dream. He vaguely remembered that there was a shape in Tang Sancai that has been passed down through the ages, that is, a thousand miles of horses galloping up, and the speed was too fast to step on the flying geese. Three legs lifted, one foot on the goose, its handsome and chic shape made countless people bend their waists.