As the hour approached, the sound of fireworks gradually stopped, and the snow became heavier and heavier, and soon the outside was white, but the red lanterns on the porches of each house became more and more conspicuous, and the plain and white were a little brighter.

After Lu Zheng and Lu Wen separated, they went directly back to their courtyard, but they did not stop, but went to the study to read the military book.

However, I said that I was reading the military book, but I didn't turn a page for a long time, so I obviously didn't read it.

Siqi had already been sent by him to rest, and he was the only one in the room at this moment, and he had been sitting for a long time, probably unable to sit down, when he suddenly got up from his chair, and then paused for a moment, and then walked quickly towards the door.

When he opened the door, the wind and snow were blowing on his face, but he didn't feel cold, but felt much more sober.

Then he turned around and went out, closed the door, and strode out.

He walked urgently, as if something was of the utmost importance that had to be done.

......

Half an hour later, Lu Zheng stood outside the courtyard wall of the Gu family.

At this moment, the heart seems to have settled down, and there is no longer the feeling that I have not done anything and cannot settle down.

At the same time, in another place not far from him, An Sheng, who was already asleep, suddenly turned over and sat up.

Qinghui, who was sleeping outside, heard the movement, put on her clothes, rubbed her eyes and walked in, and saw An Sheng sitting on the bed in a daze, and hurriedly asked, "Miss, what's wrong with you, are you dreaming?" ”

Not turning off the lights on Chinese New Year's Eve is a custom handed down by the older generation, and every family in Beijing is like this, and the Gu family is naturally the same.

Therefore, the candle flame here in Ansheng tonight has not been extinguished, so Qinghui came over directly, and there is no need to go to the lamp.

"I'm fine," An Sheng shook his head and said Qinghui, "You go to sleep, don't worry about me." ”

So saying, he got out of bed.

Qinghui was frightened by her, thinking that she was sleeping, so she hurriedly came to stop her, and couldn't stop calling out in her mouth: "Miss, Miss, wake up quickly!" ”

"I didn't sleep in a daze," An Sheng knew that Qinghui must have misunderstood, so he explained, but the action of putting on his shoes did not stop.

Qinghui was even more puzzled.

Since you haven't slept and stared, what is this going to do?

"Miss, it's snowing outside, just tell the slave what you want to do, and the slave will do it."

An Sheng had already put on his shoes, and when he heard this, he only asked Qinghui: "What time is it?" ”

Qinghui thought for a moment and replied, "It should be the time of the child, it's the New Year." ”

"Yes...... An Sheng muttered to himself, and then said to Qinghui, "Bring my cloak, you go to sleep with yours, I'll go sit by the window for a while, you don't have to worry about me." ”

Qinghui Xin said that it was snowing again on this big night, what did you suddenly do by the window, enjoy the snow?

However, he obediently went to get the cloak over, but he refused to listen to An Sheng's self-sleep, but made up his mind to accompany An Sheng.

I always felt that something was wrong with Miss, and she had to look at Miss.

With such an idea, Qinghui refused to go to sleep by herself no matter what Ansheng said, not to say that she was no longer sleepy, and wanted to talk to Ansheng, Ansheng was helpless, so he had to follow her in the end.

The master and servant came to the window, and Qinghui half-propped up the window, and a strong north wind immediately blew in with snowflakes.

An Sheng and Qinghui were defenseless, and they were blown all over their faces, and they were a little stunned.

Immediately came back to his senses, An Sheng couldn't help but feel embarrassed, and quickly asked Qinghui to put down the window again.

At this time, she also felt that she was a little abnormal, she didn't sleep in the middle of the night, ran up and opened the window to blow the north wind, but she was really panicked!

I feel that normal people generally can't do this kind of thing......

Qinghui caught a glimpse of An Sheng's embarrassed face, and had the intention to save some face for her young lady, so she said, "Miss, have you seen it, it's really big under the snow." ”

Qinghui's mind is good, but it's a little bit can't speak, and it belongs to the kind that doesn't open which pot to mention.

An Sheng: "...... "I don't need to see your young lady, I just know that the snow is falling a lot."

Qinghui: "......, "Oh, why do you seem to have said the wrong thing......

The master and servant were chatting awkwardly, when suddenly, a few wisps of flute seemed to come from the whining north wind outside.

The sound is not too loud, and it is sometimes high and sometimes low, and it is clear that the environment in which the player is in a situation does not seem to be stable.

An Sheng listened intently for a while, and suddenly his heart moved, his eyes lit up, and he hurriedly ordered Qinghui: "Go and get my piano!" ”

"Huh?" Qinghui thought she had heard it wrong, and it wasn't until An Sheng urged her again that she knew she had heard it correctly, so she hurried to fetch An Sheng's lyre.

Although I don't know why Miss suddenly had the heart to play the piano, and it's the middle of the night now, it's rare for Miss to be interested, even in the middle of the night, and it's okay to play.

Miss Piano Skills are superb, and it is a pleasure to be able to listen to Miss play the piano!

Qinghui adhered to the best idea of my young lady, and put the piano in front of An Sheng.

Then, seeing that An Sheng didn't wait to tune the strings, he played it directly.

Suddenly, the melodious sound of the piano poured out from under An Sheng's fingers, and when I listened carefully, it was in response to the sound of the flute outside.

But suddenly, the sound of the flute outside became louder.

"Miss, there's someone playing the flute outside!" Only then did Qinghui hear the sound of the flute outside.

An Sheng smiled without saying a word, concentrating on playing the piano.

After a while, most of the people in Yusheng Curie were noisy by the sound of her piano.

Huitong has been sleeping with Zheng's mother these days, and when she heard the sound of the piano, she got up from the bed, rubbed her eyes in a daze, and saw Zheng's mother walking towards her in her clothes.

"Mother Zheng...... There is a sound of the piano...... "Huitong squinted and looked at Zheng's mother, obviously not fully awake.

Mother Zheng came to the bed and patted Huitong soothingly, "Yes, Miss is playing the piano, brother, lie down quickly, take care of the cold." ”

Huitong has not changed his name yet, but it is not appropriate for Zheng's mother to call him by his legal name, so they all call him brother, just wait for the name to be changed, and the name will be added to the front.

"Senior sister's piano is really good, and the master can also play the piano." Huitong obediently lay back into the bed, but his tone was a little sad.

Mother Zheng couldn't help but feel sour when she heard this, then smiled and patted Huitong a few times, and said in a reminiscing tone: "Miss is the piano that she learned from the master." ”

"Really?" Huitong seemed to know about this for the first time, so she was very surprised, "Why didn't the master teach me, am I too stupid?" ”

"How can my brother be stupid, I have never seen a smarter child than my brother, my brother is a boy, and the path he will take with Miss will be different in the future, so the master didn't teach his brother to learn the piano."

In fact, Zheng's mother doesn't know what the specific reason is, but she is just a relief to Huitong.

However, Huitong was simple, and when he heard the words, he believed it without doubt, "I see." ”