The vast Yuan Kingdom has different scenery from south to north, among which Anzhou, Hualiang County and Lingcheng are the most famous.

At the beginning of the snow this day and night, the mausoleum, which is not far from the imperial capital, ushered in a large number of so-called talents who appreciated the snow and chanted poetry, or praised the exquisite winter snow, or praised the plum blossoms in the snow Ling Han stood proudly, noisy and shouting, and even the private room on the top floor of the restaurant was not peaceful.

"I don't even know where the snow comes from, and I don't know what bullshit poetry is? Vassalage is elegant, the most vulgar! The caustic criticism came from the corner room, which immediately silenced the top floor of the restaurant.

Meilan bamboo chrysanthemum, spring, summer, autumn and winter, wind and snow and moon, this is the favorite theme of talented people who like to be full of style, how can it be refuted as a vassal elegance today? A few angry young men walked to the private room angrily, raised their hands to open the green bamboo door curtain, and before they could speak, they were shocked by the two people sitting in the private room.

The private room is small but very clean, and on either side of the long table full of tea sets sit an old man and a young man, the old man has white hair and a ruddy complexion, and has a fairy style; The young man on the opposite side was dressed in a moonlight embroidered phoenix robe that was more noble, his handsome face was like a delicate jade carving, his slightly raised thin lips made a wise arc, and his eyes were as light as flowing water and breeze, which instantly dwarfed a group of talented people who thought they were noble and elegant.

"Look at what? Aren't you afraid of sores in your eyes? Don't get out of here! The old man glared and shouted angrily, as if the old fairy had made a threat, and the people who came to reason were frightened into scattering with one sentence, and then turned to the young man with a cold snort, "Hmph, I don't know the height of the sky." There are more and more mediocre people in this world, and there are fewer and fewer smart people, and it is rare to see a person as amazing and brilliant as Chu Gongzi in a hundred years, but it is a pity that Chu Gongzi is not a person from my gentleman's building, and every time I think of it, it makes the old man sad. ”

Chu Ci pinched the purple sand cup and tasted tea indifferently, indifferent to the old man's appreciation and favor.

"I have invited Mr. Chu to the Junzi Building several times before, but Mr. Chu has refused, and this time the old man also asked Moqing to propose an exchange condition out of helplessness, and I hope that Mr. Chu will understand." The old man got up to renew the tea for Chu Ci, without the slightest shelf, and when he said it, there was a bit of deliberate intimacy to flatter.

"There is no need to explain, everyone takes what they need, and it is a matter of course." Chu Ci removed the teacup, and most of the tea poured by the old man was spilled on the table. Looking at the old man's embarrassed demeanor, Chu Ci sneered: "The name of the Junzi Mansion moves the world, and there are some capable people, even the famous Dingyuan Wang Shizi is a person in the Junzi Building." What is such a famous family looking for me? said that he wanted to make friends for a long time, but the landlord hid in the dark and didn't dare to see people, so he sent a straw bag to impostor, such hospitality, please forgive Chu for being difficult to accept and leave. ”

After that, Chu Ci didn't even wait, he got up and was about to go outside the private room.

The old man's face was flushed, and he rushed to the door in embarrassment to block Chu Ci's way: "Young Master Chu stays, please stay!" My landlord has no ill intentions, he just wants to...... I want to ......"

"I want to see if the 'Emperor's Talent' is as worthy of its reputation as it is rumored."

The loud male voice completed the old man's unfinished words, and only listened to the calm tone and strong confidence that the person who spoke was extraordinary.

Chu Ci stopped, holding the flute in one hand and behind him with the other, staring straight at the Qingzhu door curtain: "I invited people but refused to show up, I didn't expect that the owner of the Junzi Mansion was a person who didn't know how to be polite and self-righteous." In this case, Chu has nothing to say, the Tao is different, and it is okay not to drink this table of tea. ”

"How many people in the world dare to say that they are complicit with Gongzi Chu? Could it be that Chu Gongzi plans not to drink tea, talk and laugh with others for the rest of his life? I don't know when, the noise outside the private room suddenly dissipated, and only the unhurried man's clear voice remained, as if it was close at hand, just a curtain away.

Chu Ci didn't answer, his fingertips moved slightly, and the flute spun around between his white jade-like fingers.

"Young Master Chu, sit down, my landlord specially chose a good tea, and came thousands of miles away under the starry night, just to talk to Young Master Chu." The white-haired old man set up the tea set, took out a tea box from the wooden box in the corner, and as soon as the lid was opened, the room was full of fragrance.

"The snow and mud in the twilight mountains are only a few branches a year, which is indeed a rare and good tea." Chu Ci closed his eyes and sniffed, opened his eyes, and said calmly.

The curtain of the green bamboo door moved lightly, and someone opened the curtain and entered, stopping and standing in front of Chu Ci: "Then the prince of Chu is willing to stay in front of the good tea for a while and give the old man a chance to make amends?" ”

Compared with the old man who was pretending to be just now, the person in front of him is obviously less immortal, his bones are thin, his body is tall and long, his slightly serious face is not old, he looks like he is only in the age of destiny, but he exudes a cold and arrogant spirit from his bones.

"This is like what the owner of the gentleman's building should look like." Chu Ci raised his lips, as if his previous anger was pretended, and turned into an elegant smile in a blink of an eye, "People say that the gentleman Lou owner Shenlong sees the head but not the end, just now I saw this senior pretending to be the landlord and talking to the next, and I thought that the landlord refused to show up, which really disappointed Chu. ”

The white-haired old man hurriedly waved his hand: "Where is it, Junzilou has always been determined by talent, Gongzi Chu is the 'talent of the emperor' who was personally named by the first emperor, and his status is far above the old man, how dare he apologize to Gongzi Chu......"

"Yongfei, you go down first, the old man and Gongzi Chu have something to discuss." The owner of the Junzi Mansion waved his hand, and the white-haired old man said goodbye to Chu Ci and bowed out.

"Yongfei...... Could that old-timer just now be Du Yongfei, the 'holy hand painter' who was famous in Zhongzhou in the past? After Chu Ci received an affirmative reply from the eyes of the owner of the Junzi Building, he gasped deeply, "The world thought that the old man Du had unfortunately died in the fire in the palace, but he didn't expect that he had been hiding in the Junzi Building for so many years, and sure enough, the Junzi Building is a place where the Crouching Tiger and the Hidden Dragon are not to be underestimated." ”

The owner of the Junzi Mansion snorted, squinted his eyes and looked at Chu Ci: "The old man has appeared in person, does Master Chu still want to act like an ignorant young man?" How many people are there in the Junzi Building, who are good at what, these Chu Gongzi have long been clear, I'm afraid even the old man's name Chu Gongzi can be called, right? ”

Chu Ci propped up the table with his elbows, his finger bones lightly pressed against the corners of his forehead, and his lips opened indifferently: "Autumn is gone, autumn lord." ”

The snow is unique to Asakawa and is already three feet thick in the middle of winter, and the snowflakes piled up on the flat ground are more than a foot deep than the horse's legs, and the sound of snow breaking can be heard with every step of the horse's hooves.

"It's too cold, can you find a place to shelter from the snow?" In the angry wind, the shouting of the words and worries with all his strength was intermittent.

Wen Moqing, who was driving the horse, ignored it, but stopped the horse after walking a short distance, and led the horse's words and worries into a natural cave, and took a long breath and exhaled: "I have long said that it is the most troublesome to take a woman." ”

Yan Liwu jumped off the horse, stomped on his almost frozen legs and feet, and took the time to roll his eyes at Wen Moqing: "Even if I'm not cold, the horse can't stand it, right?" Do you think you're like a monster who doesn't know hot and cold? If you don't want you to go with me, let me go, and it just so happens that I don't want to go with people like you. ”

"Okay, then you can go back by yourself - the horse is mine, don't move."

Wen Moqing untied the felt and spread it on the ground, so that he could sit down peacefully, and he didn't pay attention to the words and worries that he was about to leave. Yan Liwu lingered at the mouth of the cave for a long time, and once again confirmed that Wen Moqing was not the kind of person who knew how to pity the fragrance and cherish the jade, and immediately approached the felt and sat down.

"Why do you have to go this way? There are other ways to get to Anju, isn't there? He curled up and hugged his knees, muttering and complaining.

"This road is the closest and we have to rush to Anju before the last clue disappears." Wen Moqing stretched her waist, turned out the fire fold from the brocade bag on her waist, and her tone was a little casual, "But I didn't expect the wind and snow to be so big in advance, it seems that I can't go today, let's wait here until the snow is lighter." ”

Yan Liwu frowned: "No food, no drink, no bed and no mattress, do you want to die of thirst, starvation, sleepiness and freezing to death?" ”

Wen Moqing tilted his head, stared at Yan Liwu strangely for a long time, and then shook his head indifferently: "I'm not cold." ”

glaring back fiercely, Yan Liwu pulled up half of the felt cover and lay down on his body.

It is said that practicing kung fu to a certain level can not be invaded by cold and heat, Yan Liwu doesn't know if this is true, and I don't know if Wen Moqing's martial arts are high to that level, but along the way, she really didn't find that Wen Moqing had a time to cry cold, and she didn't even shiver.

He is not cold, so naturally he doesn't care what happens to her.

Yan Liwu was a little angry, closed his eyes and turned his back to Wen Moqing and tried to fall asleep, but the ubiquitous cold invaded the internal organs, and the more he lay down, the more he felt chilled.

"Get up, bake the fire before you sleep." Suddenly there was a heavy slap on the back, and Yan Li's sorrowful voice quickly got up, regardless of the slight pain in his back, he looked expectantly as Wen Moqing picked up a large handful of dead leaves and lit a fire, and the warmth immediately came to his face.

Wen Moqing is used to walking outside, and the tools for sleeping in the open are very complete, Yan Liwu has seen a few times and learned a little, he went around looking for leaves, and she made a fire to make the fire burn more vigorously.

"I'll go see if there's any prey to fight, you stay honest."

After lighting the fire, Wen Moqing took out a dagger from the horse's back pocket and pinned it to his waist, and was about to brave the wind and snow to go out, but was stopped by Yan Li: "The snow is so big, do you go out to find death?" Obviously there is still dry food, what kind of prey do you go out to find?? ”

Wen Moqing frowned, as if she was a little impatient: "Don't you like to eat dry food, how many bites have you eaten in the past two days?" If I continue like this, I will starve myself to death before being ambushed, and I will be held responsible. ”

If you say well, the taste will change when it reaches Wen Moqing's mouth, looking at the wind and snow outside that covers her vision, she swallowed her anger and didn't want to worry about him, so she took out dry food and bit it down: "Who said I don't like to eat dry food?" I didn't have an appetite for the first two days. You just stay in the cave and don't go out, in case a jackal or tiger or leopard breaks in, you can still resist it for a while. ”

"And then you took the opportunity to run for your life?" Wen Moqing raised her eyebrows, pondered for a moment and nodded, "It's okay, let you suffer more hardships and exercise, so that you don't have to make Miss Jiao's illness at every turn." ”

It has become a habit for two people to choke on each other, and sometimes blame him for being indifferent and ruthless, and sometimes he is moved by his unexpected considerate behavior.

The fire in the empty cave swayed, casting two lonely shadows on the huge stone wall, and the body slowly regained its warmth, and in the gradual sleepiness, he suddenly heard a whispered question in his ear.

"Why did you go with Wu Nian at that time and refuse to leave me a word?"