"Son, this king is really like a tiger with wings. If you can ascend to the supreme position in the future and unify the north, you will join hands with your son to share the world. Tuoba Qi said sincerely.

Jin Yanchen was not very moved.

Historically, when the monarch is in the dragon, especially when there is a group of tiger and wolf brothers competing with him, he likes to put his heart to heart with his subordinates and promise a future.

At that time, the affection was sincere, and I am afraid that even I believed it.

But who would dare to ask for this promise after the dragon leap?

Those who listen to it will not end well in the end.

In the past, Jin Yanchen might smile, even if he didn't have the same thing in his heart, he always had to express some gratitude on his face, but today he really didn't feel like this.

"The third prince, please make plans early," he stood up and took the black robe hanging on the wall, and said with a blank face, "I will take my leave first." ”

Tuoba Qi and Jin Yanchen came out together, looking at the majestic and sturdy figure walking on the long street of wind and snow, full of wind and sable and snow, there was an indescribable loneliness.

"What time is today?" He asked the servant behind him.

"Twenty-eight." Hu Cong replied.

***

The road out of the city was desolate, with few people on a clear day, not even a single jackdaw pecking.

On the low wall of a dilapidated courtyard sat a teenage girl, dressed in shabby cotton clothes, blowing a pottery on her cheeks, sometimes blowing, sometimes not.

The little girl took Xun in her hand and tossed around with it in frustration, muttering, "Is it broken?" ”

When I heard the sound of horses' hooves stepping on the snow, I raised my head and my eyes were a little straight.

"Are you an immortal who came down from the sky?" She asked the man who was about to walk by.

Jin Yanchen turned his head and glanced at her.

The little girl grinned at him, her eyebrows and eyes were flat, but she didn't want to have good-looking dimples.

"My Xun can't blow anymore, can you help me take a look?"

Jin Yanchen stood silently for a while, walked over, took the Xun handed by the little girl, and sat with her on the adobe wall.

The little girl hurriedly raised her sleeve and wiped the snow from the adobe bricks.

Naxun is indeed broken.

At that time, people had blown nine holes, this Xun only had six holes, and two holes were damaged, and one hole was pasted with pine resin, and it was really difficult to blow with the little girl's breath.

He raised his hand and folded a thin branch above his head, scraped off the dirt attached to the pottery, and took out a handkerchief to wipe it.

The little girl blinked and looked at it, and only felt that this person was so exquisite.

They don't use handkerchiefs here, and when they get dirty, they wipe them with burlap.

The handkerchief is really beautiful, soft and slippery, embroidered with a white pear blossom, and the fragrance of pear blossoms, cool and cool, making people suspect that it is the smell of snow.

Then she saw the man raise his hand, and Xun blew under his lips.

How could there be such a good-looking person - the hands are also beautiful, the mouth is also beautiful, Naxun has asked her to fiddle for a long time, old and broken, and now she is also beautiful.

The little girl was a little stunned for a moment.

The normal six-hole Xun can blow out seven scales, but now Jin Yanchen can barely blow five notes with this broken Tao Xun, and two are broken sounds.

Without the ups and downs and turns, the ancient tune seems to show its unique charm, simple and melancholy, blowing the wind and the snow, blowing out of the sky and the earth.

The little girl didn't know how to be happy, but she felt uncomfortable listening to it.

"What kind of tune is this? Strange and good. The little girl said, "It's just that it's uncomfortable to hear it, and I want to cry." ”

"Yanyan", Jin Yanchen said.

The northern kingdom was originally a nomadic people, moved the capital from Shengle to Pingcheng, and it was only a few decades of infiltration by the Central Plains culture.

The little girl asked excitedly, "Is it a swallow?" Two swallows? ”

And he said, "The swallows are back, and spring is coming." ”

She pressed the hole in her toe, tucked the straw back into the torn cotton, and complained, "It's a nuisance on a snowy day." ”

"It was the swallow that flew away." Jin Yanchen looked at the sky in the distance, this direction was facing south, but his eyes couldn't penetrate the thousands of miles of wind and snow, and he saw the "swallow" dressed in red in the distant Luoyang City.

“…… There won't be a return, and there won't be a spring. ”

"Huh? Do you care about the winter gods? The little girl hurriedly pushed him, "Then you go quickly." ”

She stopped suddenly.

She saw a tear in the eyes of the good-looking fairy, and she didn't know if Tiantai froze and didn't flow out.

Is it really strange that the gods only shed tears with one eye?

The little girl thought so and rubbed her eyes vigorously, probably to see if she could do it.

But she really doesn't like to cry, forget it.

"The swallows will come back." The little girl pointed to the clothesline stretched between the two elm trees in front of her, and said seriously, "I don't lie to you! Just on that rope, come together in the morning, open the door and see the swallows, and spring comes. ”

Jin Yanchen didn't brush off the kindness of the strange little girl, but she didn't speak either.

"I really don't lie to you!" The little lady said in frustration.

"Yanyan, it's a poem." Jin Yanchen said, "It's about an elder brother who sent his sister to get married. ”

"Isn't that a joy?" The little girl said, "My brother always said that I hated dead ghosts, ate a lot, and hoped that I would grow up and get married." ”

"When you get married, he'll regret it."

"Do you regret it?"

For a long, long time no one spoke.

The little girl, like an adult, was silent, looking a little sad: she also had her troubles.

The snow kept falling, and it kept falling, piling up on the shoulders of two people, one big and one small.

It seems that you can still hear the melancholy and desolate Xun song echoing:

Yan Yan Yu Fei, poor pond feathers.

The son is home, and he is sent far away.

Looking at the Buddha, weeping like rain.

Yan Yan is flying, and the jaw of the Jie.

The son of the son is far from returning.

Look at the Buddha and stand and weep.

Yanyan is flying, and the sound is on the bottom.

The son of Yu returned and was sent far away to the south.

Look forward to the Buddha and work hard for my heart.

……

It snowed heavily this winter. Heaven and earth are white, and heaven and earth are old.

***

The carriage and horse swayed into Hongli Lane, and Mu Dianke, who was sleeping soundly with a soft cushion, was woken up by Yu Yi in a whisper.

"Ah, is it there?" She sat up, asked in the same low voice, and subconsciously raised her sleeve to wipe the corners of her mouth.

I was drooling during my nap yesterday, and I was laughed at by Chang Qianfo for a long time, and I didn't say that I was like this because I dreamed of him. She has some taboos, for fear of losing her honor in front of others.

"Giggles-" Yao Zhen had already slipped out of the car door, and glanced back to laugh, "Little aunt is drooling from sleep." ”

Mu Dian couldn't cover her mouth too late.

Sure enough, Mu Ziyan's face turned dark.

Early in the morning, he went to Changjiabao to pick up Mu Dianke and returned to the door, and when he saw his own sister who he hadn't seen for a few days, he was shocked: the blue under his eyes that couldn't be covered by powder, raised his hands and raised his feet with a flattering look...... At that time, I wanted to go crazy and held back.

After all, the girl married into someone else's family, and she can't manage everything.

This time, he didn't care about it, and turned his head and glared at Chang Qianfo fiercely.

Chang Qianfo made him stare inexplicably, and when he understood it, he felt weak, and glanced at the second uncle who was walking side by side with some apprehension.

This newlywed Yan'er didn't react much.

The bottom of my heart is slightly relaxed.

If I have the opportunity, I would like to ask my second uncle separately and ask him how he dealt with his sixteen uncles when he was in Xiangxi Miao Village.

Wen Heng and Mu Yueting did not rush back to Yingchuan after attending the wedding banquet, and they were also there.

Except for Mu Zijian, who didn't come to anything, the brothers and sisters all got together, and they all got married, which was the most lively gathering.

"I saw Jiang Song." When there was no third person, Mu Ziyan said to Mu Dianke, "And Jiang Yi, she married Xie Zier, and said that she wanted to see you, but she was afraid of disturbing you - I refused for you." ”

Jiang Song and Xie Zier are both Jin Yanchen's young friends, and they are also familiar with her, when she was young, she called them Brother Jiang and Brother Xie.

That person is beautiful and kind, and the "Sister Yi" who smiles sweetly is Jiang Song's younger sister, every time she goes out to play, the boys are happy, Jiang Yi is taking care of her, and the cloth pocket always contains her favorite chestnuts and snacks.

"Hmm." She whispered.

Some people, hidden in the years, are only suitable for keeping in their hearts.

Jiang Yi will hesitate, presumably also thinks that it is better not to see than to see.

"The twenty miles of red makeup, was it given by Jin Yanchen?" Mu Ziyan said again.

Although there would be no one else except Jin Yanchen, he still wanted to confirm.

Mu Dianke nodded, "The list is in my hand." I thought about it, and when the spring begins, I will use the money to build a school, build a kindergarten, and adopt orphans who have no home and no parents like him - a thousand Buddhas don't care about me. ”

"Your stuff, what you do with it. But it was right to discuss it with my brother-in-law. Mu Ziyan patted Mu Dianke on the shoulder, "You married a good man, don't let him down." ”

Mu Dianke was stunned for a moment and said with a smile, "I must tell Qianfo this, you don't know how much he is afraid of you." ”

"Afraid of what I'm going to do, he's doing something wrong?" Mu Ziyan snorted, and became arrogant again.

To tell the truth, Jin Yanchen did this so much that even he felt heartbroken: the former fiancée, who was raised by her as a daughter-in-law since she was a child, was raised as a girl for more than ten years, and finally married out as a sister.

He asked himself if he couldn't do it.

But what surprised him even more was the open-mindedness that Chang Qianfo showed in this matter.

Changjiabao is not short of silver, Chang Qianfo received Jin Yanchen's dowry, and it is inevitable that he will have a reputation for greedy money, and will be pointed out and laughed at behind his back.

But he didn't care in the slightest.

This is the dignity of a victor in the face of a disappointed loser, and it is also the greatest respect and tolerance for Mu Dian.

- After all, it is the person she has relied on for many years, and she just wants to give her a gift that can express her heart on her wedding day.

Even if the love is broken, two or two days later, you must always say goodbye at the end!