Chu Qiao led the horse, wearing a thick cloak made of mink, and walked through the streets of the town.

Raise your eyes to see the lanterns high, the street side of the small business stalls noisy constantly, rows of lantern riddles, go up to the onlookers to guess the riddle people are also endless, many people are carrying all kinds of lanterns in their hands, illuminate the whole road is very bright, but also set off the joy of the people of Yanbei to celebrate the rebirth after the catastrophe.

She walked to the stall selling lanterns, and when she saw the rabbit lanterns on the table, her expression was slightly shocked, and she remembered the night when she enjoyed the Yuan Lantern Festival with Yu Wenyue that year.

On the lantern stall, the rabbit lamp is cute and interesting, the enthusiastic proprietress shouted, he picked it up and handed it to her with cold noodles, and he was unwilling to joke that she didn't know it.

Looking back at the rabbit lantern in front of him, it was very exquisite, the same as the lantern at that time, the whole body was snow-white, a pair of eyes were red, Chu Qiao stretched out his finger and lightly tapped it on the rabbit's mouth, and a small pink tongue suddenly stretched out, which was so cute that the corners of her mouth couldn't help but rise, and her mood was inexplicably much happier.

People come and go on the street, husbands are holding their wives, wives are holding children, and children with lantern riddles are eating deliciously.

On this festive day, they walked out of the house and came out into the lively street, smiling and enjoying this rare moment of peace.

The night breeze blew, and the whole street faintly floated the fragrance of wine, like the fragrant smell of the cold plum blossoming, she looked for the fragrance of the wine for a long time, the fragrance of the wine became stronger and stronger, and the fresh and elegant fragrance was more obvious.

Chu Qiaoxun walked to the outside of a small courtyard with a grass hut and earthen walls, and asked aloud by the door, "Is there anyone?" ”

"When does the night and the moon come?

I'll stop and ask for a glass today.

People can't get the moon when they climb it.

The moon travels with people. ”

I only heard a poem about drinking and asking the moon, and the sound was like drunkenness.

"Little girl, but you are looking for the fragrance of wine and come to beg for wine?"

"Sir, don't be surprised, the wine is fragrant, refreshing, come here, and hope to ask Mr. for a cup of this special aroma of wine." Chu Qiao replied respectfully.

"Haha, it seems that the little girl's nose listens to the spirit, and it is rare for someone to come on a happy day, please come in."

Chu Qiao pushed the door in, only to see an elderly uncle sitting next to a table made of stone in the small courtyard of the four directions, and after a closer look, she found that this uncle was not simple, it seemed like he was going to be blown down by a gust of wind, but his actual internal strength was extraordinary.

"I took the liberty to disturb Mr. drinking, and I hope Mr. will forgive me." Chu Qiao said lightly.

"The girl's ability to smell wine is good, and among the many aromas of wine, you can find it here, which can be seen in general. Why don't you sit down and drink this cold plum wine with me? The middle-aged man sitting at the table looked at Chu Qiao and stretched out his left hand to lead Chu Qiao into his seat.

Chu Qiao slowly walked to the stone table, paying attention to the movements around him, sat with his skirt up, looked at the middle-aged man sitting opposite, and looked at it.

Long hair loosely tied behind him, slightly drunken eyes, Goyle's straight nose, a blue robe of medium fabric, and a silver wine glass in his hand, which was nothing special, like a wine glass in a tavern.

After Chu Qiao took a seat, the middle-aged man put another wine glass on the table in front of her, opened another unopened wine jar on the table, and poured it into each other's wine glasses.

"Girl, please," said the middle-aged man.

Chu Qiao looked at the wine glass, stretched out his hand from his cloak, held the silver wine glass, put it under his nose and smelled it, and the aroma of wine with the fragrance of cold plum immediately wafted into his nose.

"Girl, is this the wine you are looking for?" The middle-aged man asked.

"Sir, this wine is exactly what I was looking for." Chu Qiao smelled the wine in his hand, drank it all, closed his eyes and savored the taste, and then said indifferently.

"Haha, the girl is really refreshing, aren't you afraid that I will poison you in this wine or in the glass? Just drink it so refreshingly. The middle-aged man laughed.

"Mr. said with a smile, Mr. This wine is a treasure in the wine, such as Mr. This cherishes wine, people who love wine, how can they poison it in this, and besides, it is easy to die in this world, and it is even more difficult to live than to ascend to the sky."

"Your girl is also a sad person, this Chinese New Year alone goes out, and you are not afraid of meeting bad people, I haven't met a girl as bold as you for many years. It reminds me of an old man. The middle-aged man drank his wine, but his thoughts seemed to return to the time when they met.

Chu Qiao looked at the middle-aged man who was immersed in thoughts on the other side, picked up the wine jar and poured another glass into his silver cup, which was still fragrant.

At this time, a crescent moon had already hung high in the sky, and the two of them had their own thoughts, drinking glass after glass.

"It's not early, and I'm almost done drinking, girl, my cold plum wine, I have a lot of stamina. You still have to go home the same way, and if you are greedy for a cup, it may hinder your safety, see that I have a relationship with the girl, and the girl also loves this wine very much, and the girl will take away the remaining half of the jar of wine. The middle-aged man looked at Chu Qiao and was slightly drunk, and advised.

Chu Qiao looked up at the sky, it was indeed not early, he slowly got up and said to the middle-aged man, clasping his fists and saying, "Mr. is kind, I understand it." Chu Qiao thanked Mr. for the wine, and in the future, we are drinking wine. ”

After she finished speaking, she picked up half a jar of cold plum wine and a rabbit lantern bought on the street, and slowly walked out of the small courtyard.

When he whistled, he heard the sound of horses' hooves not far away, from far to near, from fast to slow.

The middle-aged man got up and watched Chu Qiao walk out of the small courtyard, turn over on the horse's back, and leave in the dust.

"Chu Qiao, it turns out that she is Chu Qiao."

At this time, looking at the middle-aged man, the drunkenness in his eyes was gone, with a faint smile on his face and joy after the surprise, and he thought in his heart: I finally met, I thought of many kinds of encounters, but I didn't expect it to be such an encounter. Luohe, fate is really wonderful sometimes, and when you are not prepared, it quietly appears.

The cold wind blew through the treetops and blew past the middle-aged man's face, the coolness was unabated, but at this moment he felt a warmth that he had never felt before.

"The wind is blowing," the middle-aged man said lightly, turned around and walked into the thatched house.

"This year is really the happiest in more than ten years. Feng Yi, what do you say? As soon as he finished speaking, a shadowy figure appeared outside the grass hut.

"Yes, the master can have a happy year this year. Are you going to go back tomorrow? Feng Yi said respectfully.

"Stay a few more days. Wait for the wind to pass before leaving. The middle-aged man said lightly.

"No, go down and arrange" After speaking, the wind disappeared in a flash, coming and going silently, as if it had never appeared.

Chu Qiao rode a horse and ran towards the Yan Wangfu at a uniform speed, the cold wind blew at night, she felt the cold on the horseback, and the wine was also sober, looking at the wine jar that was getting closer and closer to the Yan Wangfu, and the wine jar in her arms couldn't help but tighten.

The guards guarding the gate heard the sound of horses' hooves in the distance, and held up lighted torches to make a better view.

The sound of horses' hooves got closer and closer, Chu Qiao rode his horse to the gate of the mansion and stopped, only to hear the guard guarding the door say: "It's Miss Chu who is back, it's Miss Chu who is back, go and tell Your Majesty." ”

"Well, I'll report it, you're so good to serve." Seeing that it was Chu Qiao, one of the guards quickly turned around and ran towards the mansion gate.

"Miss Chu, you came back so late, Your Majesty is worried about you, and I sent someone to the gate of the mansion to inquire many times, but I didn't hear the news of the girl's return." The guards guarding the gate hurried up to lead the horses.

"yes, got it." He turned over and got off his horse, took the lanterns and the wine jar and walked into the door.

When passing by Yan Xun's room, he saw that there was still candlelight flickering inside, so he couldn't stop and walked straight to his bedroom.

Yan Xun heard the guard reply that Chu Qiao had returned to the house, and through the window of the dormitory, he also saw the figure walking by, but he didn't stop, his face was lonely, like a thick fog, lingering, he didn't want to let go, he walked out of the door and walked towards her bedroom.

He walked to the door and knocked on the door, and asked in a faint worried tone, "Achu, are you here?" ”

"Yes, is there something wrong?" Chu Qiao said lightly.

"Can I come in and sit?" Yan Xun said weakly in a somewhat hoarse voice.

"Come in, I just brought back half a jar of wine from the street." She got up and opened the door, turned and walked back to the round table.

Yan Xun pushed the door in, looked at the small jar of wine on the round table in the room, smelled the smell of wine in the room, and frowned a little.

"Achu, did you go out for a drink?" Yan Xun had a calm face, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he looked at the people in the room with a little anger.

"Tonight, I went to the streets when I had nothing to do in the house." She sat on her skirt and replied indifferently.

"You know that your body has not fully recovered, how can you abuse yourself like this." Yan Xun's slightly hoarse voice was filled with anger and helplessness.

"Your Majesty, General Ajing ordered me to bring the delicacies." Suddenly, the voice of a squire came from the door.

"Come in." Yan Xun shouted with some anger.

The slave at the door responded cautiously.

Looking at the delicacies on the round table, there are braised pork, roast duck, steamed fresh fish, stir-fried vegetarian bamboo shoots, etc., which occupies the round table to the fullest.

"Go get two wine glasses, I'm going to drink with Yan Xun." She said with a slightly red face after drinking.

The slave looked at Yan Xun and waited for his order.

"Achu, you've already drunk a lot just now, and you can't drink anymore." Yan Xun looked at her, and his eyes were about to overflow with anger.

"You're either going to stay and drink with me, or you're going to leave on your own. Didn't we live like this at this time in Chang'an before? Looking at the dishes on the table, they are still the dishes I loved to eat in those years, but now I look at them, but they don't have the taste of the dishes back then.

Yan Xun looked at her, very helpless, and didn't want to lose this opportunity to have a meal together, so she could only compromise: "Go and get two wine glasses." ”