In a blink of an eye, autumn and winter are coming.

Jiankang's winter is cold, wet and cold, as soon as the winter comes, it is rainy for several days, and the winter rain is continuous, but it is more difficult to endure than the cold winter and snowy nights in the north.

Sitting in the wooden house with a brazier around the quilt, Ye Ziyi looked at the eaves dripping rain outside the door, counting the crystal-like dripping eaves, and unconsciously felt a little sleepy.

Fortunately, the Yue family has an excellent background, so Ye Ziyi can only have a brazier to warm up in winter, without these, it is almost a torture to deal with the winter of Jiankang.

After planning and negotiating for a month, Ye Ziyi's business was negotiated, just in time for the rain and cooling in the past few days, her waist and legs were sore, and she naturally didn't bother to run out.

As soon as she thought of this problem on her body, Ye Ziyi was so depressed that she had no one to complain about, so she could only complain about that Gongzicheng again, tightened the quilt on her body, and continued to count the crystal-like raindrops on the eaves.

Suddenly, there was a hurried footsteps in the distance, although the footsteps were urgent, but with a kind of natural calmness, stepping on the stagnant water, with a special rhythm, Ye Ziyi couldn't help but slowly curl the corners of his lips.

"Ah Ye!"

Yue Ren's tall and thin figure flashed by the door, took off most of the cloth shoes on his feet and entered the house, he came to Ye Ziyi's side in three or two steps, squatting by the brazier and stretching out his hands to keep warm.

"Huh, brother, have you drunk?" Ye Ziyi stretched her neck and sniffed, frowning. "It's so light, it doesn't look like the smell of too much wine, where does the smell of wine come from?"

"Hehe, don't ask, hurry up and get dressed, I'll take you to a good place." Yue Ren said, pulled Ye Ziyi, saw that her clothes were thin, got up and took out a thin cotton coat and a fur gown from the lacquer cabinet in the house and put them on her body. "Hurry up, hurry up, it's too late, there's nowhere to go. ”

"Where are you going?" Ye Ziyi wanted to ask again, but she pulled Yue Ren to the door and helped her put on her shoes, and Yue Ren grabbed her arm and rushed out of the door.

I don't know when the rain stopped, the sun peeked out of the clouds, sprinkling a pale golden warm light, Ye Ziyi ran with Yue Ren, looking at his tall and thin back, his depressed mood also became happy, and he ran until his eyes turned black, and then pulled Yue Ren to slow down.

At the side door of the courtyard, there was already a carriage waiting outside, pulling Ye Ziyi into the car, Yue Ren excitedly urged the coachman to hurry, picked up a small jar on the car, and put it into the copper basin of warm wine on the small clay stove in the car, he was a little anxious, and immediately splashed a water stain, smiled awkwardly at Ye Ziyi, and the more people leaned up on the cushion, the corners of his mouth always had a smile.

There was no brazier in the carriage, and the small tandoor did not have much heat, and Ye Ziyi shrunk his limbs in the leather jacket to keep warm, which looked like a hairball.

Looking at the busy street market in the morning and the pedestrians piercing the edges, Ye Ziyi couldn't help but sigh at the favor of fate.

Looking at the passers-by outside who were still wearing sackcloth in the winter and were purple from the cold, she began to be glad that she had a master who loved her, and there were good brothers like Yue Renyong, if it weren't for them, maybe she didn't die in the hands of Gongzicheng now, or she might not know which corner of the wilderness she froze to death in.

With a gentle sigh, Ye Ziyi leaned against the wall of the car, squinting slightly and slowly raising the corners of his mouth.

Listening to people talk about books in the middle of the mountain, it is a winter gathering that is very respected by Confucian scholars in Liang State nowadays, and the Yue people finally got the opportunity, and the first thing that came to mind was Ye Ziyi.

The two were talking and chatting, and Ye Ziyi couldn't help but be curious about the grass house that was praised by the Yue people, and the more she listened to it, the more she felt that it was a legend, and she couldn't help but yearn for it.

The road was a little muddy, the carriage went out of the city gate steadily, towards a high mountain outside the city, swayed to the halfway up the mountainside, and saw that there were already more than ten or twenty oxen, horses and donkey carts parked on the mountainside, seeing this, Yue people hurriedly took Ye Ziyi out of the car, and followed a bluestone path into the mountain forest.

The path is on the gentle slope of the sunny side, the sunlight is cast through the dry branches, reflecting the dappled light and shadow on the bluestone platform, stepping on the fallen leaves, the crisp cracking sound is very clear in the ears, it is really a good quiet place.

The path twisted and turned, and after a while, the two of them came out of the forest, and in a clearing between the woodlands, several mud-walled grass-roofed huts slowly appeared in a field of plums, and the smoke curled up, and the plum fragrance bursted, which could really be said to be a paradise.

Bypassing the plum blossom forest, the Yue people took Ye Ziyi to a small bamboo fence courtyard, pushed open the courtyard gate made of bamboo pieces, only to see the red stove in the courtyard is elevated, the meat is fragrant, there are actually two big grills, there are a few men are roasting the whole wild boar, the golden grease drips onto the charcoal from time to time, sizzling green smoke, but the taste is extraordinarily fragrant.

Smelling the tempting aroma, Ye Ziyi swallowed her saliva, the sky is pitiful, she has been hungry for a long time, and her favorite thing is barbecue, and now when she sees such two big grills, the yellow and oily pork, she almost can't control it.

"Oops, it's finally too late, and I missed the Qianmei Meeting. Yue Ren stomped his feet and pulled Ye Ziyi into the hut quickly.

There were more than 30 people sitting in the room, and there were only about 20 couches, and the Yue people pulled Ye Ziyi to the only empty seat by the door and sat down, only then did they breathe a sigh of relief, and put the wine jar in their hands on the small table with a smile.

Ye Ziyi was very puzzled, glanced around at the other people in the room, and saw that there were wine jugs on several of them, and she didn't understand.

The people in the house talked and laughed and judged current affairs, more than 30 people talked together, it was very lively, not long after, two children entered the house, each table was given a plate of pork, and after the meat was divided, they stood on both sides of the main seat, at this time, a limping white-haired old man came in from outside the hut, the old man staggered to the main seat, sat down in clothes, and the people below immediately quieted down.

"Today, all the gentlemen are here, there is wine and meat, and listen to the old man say a paragraph, the king of Weishui Wen will hire Ziya. The old man spoke, and began to speak slowly.

The aroma of wine and meat, coupled with the old man's vivid narration, unconsciously, Ye Ziyi was attracted by the old man's jokes, and when she was fascinated by it, she felt that it was dark around her, and when she looked back, it was a man in black wearing a hood, this person didn't ask, just sat next to her, leaning on the door frame and listening to the book.

Ye Ziyi glanced at him, and saw that it was a slender little brother in cloth, but he was not so disgusted, and after a while, he attracted the attention of the old man who told the story.

Speaking of the sunset in the west, the sky was full of colors, the old man dismissed everyone, Ye Ziyi followed Yue Ren to get up, seeing that the little brother in black still maintained his original posture and didn't move, she couldn't help but step forward and patted his arm. "Hey, it's over, get up. ”

Seeing that this person didn't move, Ye Ziyi wanted to call again, but pulled Yue Ren out of the door.

"What's wrong?" Ye Ziyi walked a few steps, stopped and pulled Yue Daodao. "What are you doing in such a hurry?"

"Ah Ye, you are acting too recklessly, don't collide with that nobleman. Yue Ren said it, and patted Ye Ziyi's backsliding. "Fortunately, that noble man is good-natured and has not sinned against you, so go away. ”

"Noble?" Ye Ziyi looked back at the wooden house and pouted. "Alas, I really don't want to go back, this old man said it so well, I don't even want to leave. ”

"Hugh is talking nonsense! Hurry up and go!" Yue Ren saw that Ye Ziyi was more and more open-mouthed, and hurriedly pulled her back and forth in a hurry.

The old man in the house saw that everyone had gone, and looked at the man in black at the door with a smile. "Zizhan, can't you come yet?"

The man in black stood up, his slender and tall figure covered the glow of the door, he slowly walked to the old man, and took a deep look, his clear voice was like a heavenly sound.

"Mr. Zhou. ”