Chapter 65: The Best Time of the Year to Birthday

The more you go into winter, the more precious this sun always sees, and the warm sun has not been seen for a long time. Light gray clouds piled up on the sky like cotton, one after the other, blending together, and even the boundaries were not so distinct. Every now and then, a gust of wind blows, and the paper on the window lattice is blown to a "clattering" sound.

"Look at the wind blowing in this drawer, I'm afraid it's going to snow this day." Qingli was cleaning up the soft collapse, she glanced at the gray sky and said.

"The wind in the palace is not too big. If this drawer had been placed in the minion's hometown, the window would have been blown away by the hula. Xiao Guizi continued.

Zi Mo was taken aback when he heard this, "How strong is that wind?" The windows have been blown away, so when the snow comes, this man must not be frozen? ”

Xiao Guizi said with a smile, "Actually, it's mainly because the slave's family is poor, and this wooden house is not very strong." Whenever it was windy and rainy, the family was busy mending the roof and windows. But after being busy for a while, people don't feel very cold. Zi Mo's heart was gloomy when he heard this, and there was a little more sympathy in his eyes when he looked at Xiao Guizi.

Xiao Guizi didn't care much, he smiled "hehe" and continued, "Although it was cold when it snowed, when the snow accumulated, it would be warm. ”

"It's all nonsense, who doesn't know the saying 'snow doesn't get cold when it snows', you think I'm a three-year-old child!" Luping couldn't help but say. Han Yue and Liu Yuanzhi couldn't help but smile when they heard it.

"Sister Luping, you don't understand this." Xiao Guizi said, his eyebrows were full of pride, "The snow in the slave's hometown can accumulate to more than half a person's height, and when the snow stops, wrap yourself in cotton clothes, and then call three or five playmates, and throw yourself into the snow together." The snow was soft, like cotton. Snowball fights, snowballs, snowman building, and so on. After laughing and playing in the snow for a while, how could it not be harmonious? ”

Xiao Guizi's words immediately aroused the envy of everyone, "I have never seen such a thick snow." Huang Xing, who had not been in the Linhua Hall for a long time, said enviously, "The snow in this palace, if it can accumulate to the calves, I will be content." ”

Xiao Guizi said with great interest, "Little Lord, if it really accumulates snow in two days, can you not clear the snow first, let it accumulate, and then you and Sister Yue'er can have a snowball fight with the minions." ”

When Lu Ping heard this, she smacked him, "You little Guizi, are you embarrassed to let the little master play with you?" You're so bold. ”

Han Yue smiled, "I'm afraid it's not okay if the snow is not cleared, in case the holy car comes, we won't be able to eat and go around." However, it doesn't have to be swept up, the snow from the palace gate to the palace gate must be swept away, and the snow on both sides is according to what Xiao Guizi said, let it accumulate, and the right is to enjoy the scenery. ”

Liu Yuanzhi also said, "Although I don't have snowball fights, I can still build a snowman." ”

When Xiao Guizi, Lu Ping, Huang Xing and others heard this, they were immediately overjoyed. The palace maids and attendants serve their masters all year round, and they are very happy to have a good opportunity to have fun.

"By the way, Zi Mo, can you bring that parrot in?" Hanyue asked. The parrot was just given to Liu Yuanzhi by the emperor a few days ago, its coat is beautiful, blue, green and yellow, and it will say two auspicious words, and everyone in Linhua Hall likes to tease and tease it when they have nothing to do.

Zi Mo patted his head when he heard this, "Ah, the slave forgot about this." "Zi Mo had just scrubbed the parrot's cage before, and now he was hanging under the porch blowing the wind.

Han Yue looked at the increasingly gloomy sky, and said helplessly, "If this parrot hangs under the porch like this again, it will have to be blown bald by this wind!" "Zi Mo is like this, when he is busy with this matter, he will forget about it, and this nerves can't be changed.

When Lu Ping heard Han Yue's words, she couldn't help but imagine the scene of the parrot being blown bald in her mind, and finally couldn't help but laugh out loud.

Han Yue said that she wanted to go out and bring the cage in, but she was stopped by Zi Mo as soon as she took two steps, "This matter was forgotten by the slave maid, and it should be done by the slave maid." As she spoke, she put down the broom in her hand and walked out quickly.

Seeing that Zi Mo was so active, Han Yue didn't stop her, so she simply picked up the broom that Zi Mo put down, ready to take over Zi Mo's work of cleaning the hall.

As soon as she swept it twice, Lu Ping snatched the broom from Han Yue's hand, "Sister Yue'er, I happen to be empty, so I'll leave the sweeping work to me." ”

Sweeping the floor in the hall, wiping the ashes, and performing their duties in an orderly manner, there is no place to intervene, Han Yue looked at everyone in the hall, and felt a little inexplicable in his heart for a while, "This one by one, what's wrong today?" Rushing to work? ”

When Liu Yuanzhi heard this, the corners of her mouth curved, she picked up the teacup and hid her smile behind her, and then pretended to be puzzled and said, "Maybe it's cold, they all want to move." ”

"By the way, Yue'er, the fragment of the 'Nine Alleys' I found in the library that day needs to be re-transcribed, and you come with me." Liu Yuanzhi said.

Although Hanyue is not good at guqin, she still knows about this "nine lanes". The "Ji's Four Alleys" made by Ji Kang of the Wei Dynasty of the Three Kingdoms and the "Cai's Five Alleys" made by Cai Yong of the Eastern Han Dynasty are collectively known as the "Nine Alleys", which are a group of famous qin songs.

"Ji's Four Alleys" is divided into "Changqing", "Short Qing", "Long Side" and "Short Side", which is taken from the snow, and the ambition of cleanliness and dust-freeness is like a cold pond with deep meaning, far-reaching meaning, and the festival is in ancient times. "Cai's Five Alleys" is made by Cai Yong, whose elegance is good, and he once entered Qingxi to visit Mr. Guigu. There are five songs in the mountain, and one song is the system and one lane. The east song of the mountain, taste the immortal amusement, so "You Spring". There is a stream in the south of the song, which is evergreen in winter and summer, so it is "green water". Zhongqu is the former residence of the Ghost Valley, deep and lonely, so it is "Secluded House". The north curve is overhanging, the apes and birds are gathered, and the feeling is sad, so it is called "sitting sorrow". Xiqu shrubs chant autumn, so the day "Autumn Thoughts".

Liu Yuanzhi stroked the remnants and sighed, "This 'four lanes' was made by Ji Kang, but later generations falsely thought that it was made by Cai Zhongyun, and later said that it was made by his daughter Wenji, which is really more and more outrageous." ”

"The world is based on false rumors, but fortunately there are remnants left in the world." As the cold moon spoke, the dove, which had been gray, landed lightly on the windowsill. Because in order to avoid people's eyes, it was this gray carrier pigeon that was used to transmit messages between Nangong Heng and Han Yue.

Hanyue took off a roll of paper tied to the pigeon's feet, only to see that it was written "Shen Shi three quarters, Guiyun Pavilion". Liu Yuanzhi also looked at it, "But what's the matter?" ”

This carrier pigeon has only come in handy for reporting so far, Nangong Heng has never used it to meet her, Han Yue's expression is also a little serious, she looked at the sky outside the window, "You'll know when you go." ”

At this hour, dinner has already begun to be prepared in the palace, and the weather is gloomy and cold, so there are very few people walking on the road. Han Yue gathered her clothes and hurried towards the Guiyun Pavilion by the Taiye Pool.

A layer of mist like smoke rises above the lake water of Taiye Pond, and the water vapor disperses in all directions, gradually spreading, and under the light of the sky, it is like a sea of clouds in Yaochi.

Nangong Heng, who was dressed in an indigo brocade robe and a silver-gray coat, was already in the Guiyun Pavilion, and at this moment he was looking at the lake with his hands in the distance. Hearing the sound of footsteps in his ears, Nangong Heng turned around.

It is not like the aqua green gauze in summer, and the palace maid's dress in winter is a darker stone blue fur-collared cotton coat. Xu was in a hurry, and there were two faint blush on Han Yue's white porcelain face, which looked a little moist and lovely against the backdrop of the pure white fur collar.

"The slave has seen the prince." The cold moon saluted. Since the last incident was broken by Ruan Mingting, she has not met Nangong Heng. Now, Nangong Heng is standing in front of her like this, and her heart can't help but skip a beat.

For emotional matters, Cold Moon has always been a little dull. In fact, she has never dared to face this matter directly, whether it is for herself, Nangong Heng, or for the other people around them, Han Yue always has too many concerns, and these concerns make her dare not open her heart.

Han Yue froze and asked, "I don't know what the prince ordered to find a slave and maid?" ”

Nangong Heng didn't answer, he took out a sandalwood locket, "Here you go." ”

Han Yue looked at Nangong Heng suspiciously, but it was the ghost who reached out and took it, "This is?" ”

"It's a birthday gift for you." Nangong Heng said, coughing lightly, he usually talked eloquently, and he rarely seemed a little uncomfortable.

Birthday gifts? When Han Yue heard this, she was stunned. She secretly counted the days, only to know that today was indeed her birthday. At this moment, Han Yue's heart was full of mixed feelings, and that kind of emotion and tremor were speechless. She looked at the wooden box in her hand, her eyes couldn't help but moisten a little, and it took a while to say, "Thank you." ”

Hanyue opened it and saw a necklace in the delicate sandalwood box, and the gems on the pendant had a light blue halo, as if the first sunny and hazy moonlight after the rain in March, it was clearly so warm and beautiful, but it could hit the heart, "It's beautiful." The corners of Hanyue's mouth curled, and a tear fell from her eyes involuntarily.

Nangong Heng looked at her like this, and his heart ached faintly, and he couldn't help but reach out to wipe away the tears for Hanyue, and his movements were as gentle as the soft spring breeze.

Snowflakes suddenly rose in the sky, and they were scattered one after another. The water vapor on the surface of the lake seems to be thicker, like smoke, obscuring the surrounding landscape. The edge of the pond is so quiet that you can hear the sound of snow falling.

"Yue'er, but what's the matter?" As soon as Hanyue returned to Linhua Palace, she was pulled into the second room by Liu Yuanzhi.

Hanyue shook her head slightly, "It's okay, he called me just to give me something." Han Yue said, giving the sandalwood locket to Liu Yuanzhi.

Liu Yuanzhi opened it and looked at it, and suddenly couldn't take her eyes off, "This chain is so beautiful!" She couldn't help but exclaim, "It's as white as snow on the mountain, like the moon among the clouds, and you are very compatible with the moon." After a moment, he added, "What a good eye." ”

Han Yue stared at Liu Yuanzhi and suddenly asked, "Today is my birthday, so you ordered them not to let me do things, didn't you?" ”

Liu Yuanzhi saw that her mind was seen through, and hurriedly smiled, "You know everything?" ”

"I don't remember that today was my birthday." Han Yue said, glancing at the sandalwood box, Liu Yuanzhi immediately understood, "I really have a heart." ”

Liu Yuanzhi said and pulled Han Yue and walked out, "Come on, come on, they, but I've prepared a birthday banquet for you." ”

Han Yue walked out and took a look, only to see a warm pot on the table, surrounded by all kinds of dishes, although it was not a good and exquisite dish, but these were the best foods that Zi Mo and the others could prepare. Zi Mo pulled Han Yue to sit down, and Huang Xing served a bowl of longevity noodles in front of her. "Birthday Jile!" Everyone said in unison.

"I wish Sister Yue'er, blessings are like the East China Sea, and longevity is better than Nanshan." Xiao Guizi said with a grin.

When everyone heard this, they couldn't help laughing, "Your sister is seventy or eighty years old, you should say that there is today every year, and there is a present day every year!" Luping said.

Then a crowd of people entered the table giggling. Tonight, the emperor has turned over the brand of Yang Yunu, and he will not come to this Linhua Palace, Liu Yuanzhi is easy-going and easy-going, so everyone will use this excuse to make trouble. Everyone in front of him was full of smiles, and when Han Yue looked at it, he felt warm in his heart.