The load is coming to an end, and winter is coming. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Shangcai clusters of snow are like velvet, and the south of the Yangtze River is like feathers.

A reed light boat swinging snow and water, Concubine Cao loves to hold the tung oil orange and stand at the head of the boat, the light snow wind is holding the red cloak, and the veil on her face is lightly, as if she wants to take a sneak look, what is Yiren. In his hand, he held a letter, the letter paper was snow-white, and the falling snow was incomparable, but it was not as good as Yiren's jade hand. The root and green onion fingers are slender and not like things, and the paper is three points clean, and the snow is five points clear.

Ge Fei stood on one side, looking at the letter in the little lady's hand, her eyes were bright, quiet and graceful.

Yan drunk held a small hand stove out of the canopy, glanced at the people under the two stirrups, raised her lips and smiled, handed the golden silk nanmu small hand stove to the little lady, and said: "Little lady, the wind is cold and the snow is thick, take it and cover it." As he spoke, he glanced at the letter in the little lady's hand, and said, "Little lady, isn't he going back to Jiangnan today?" Listening to Hu Yuyan, our Huating Liu family has added a little Langjun, a little lady, not much different from when he was young. Let's go to the water, and we can go back to Huating in three or five days, I really want to hurry up......"

After that, her face showed a look of anticipation, she had not returned to Huating for many years, and she had long thought about the peach forest and the full moon west building in Huating, and she also wanted to go back to see how beautiful Liu Nong, Lu Shuyao, and the children of Luluo were......

The snow on the river, the water melts, Yan is drunk and wants Huating, Concubine Cao loves her eyes on the Weilan River, her thin eyebrows are slightly cheeky, thinking about the things in the letter, for a long time, she handed the stirrup to Yan Zui, folded the letter paper in half into three, put it into her sleeve, took the small hand stove of golden silk nanmu, and said softly: "The boat of Huating, can it be prepared, and the outlying islands can be repaired?" ”

Ge Scarlet lowered his head slightly, and said softly: "Little lady, but relieved, in the past two years, although we have rarely gone to sea, however, Mr. Li every February, that is, he leads the hidden guards in the village to drive the boat into the outlying islands, and then carry the outlying island generals, go east to the islands, and return in half a year." Yes, don't talk about the boat and the island, everything is fine. ”

Concubine Cao Ai groped for the wisps on the small hand stove of golden silk nanmu, blinked her eyes, she was in Jiankang, no matter how big or small, Li Yue would be presented, she knew this matter from her heart, but what was it, her mind was attached to the letter, a thousand thoughts, but it became more and more uneasy, she asked knowingly, but in order to reduce the sorrow in her heart, she trembled slightly, and asked: "He, what else do you say?" ”

Hearing this, Ge Fei paused, and then, he quickly glanced at the little lady, saw the little lady's long eyelashes fluttering, and knew that the little lady was in a hurry, and she didn't dare to hide it, so she lowered her head and said: "Lang Junyan, if the road is not good, take the pole and float in the sea." If things are not harmonious, look at the little lady, bring the master mother, the young master mother, and the people of the clan, and take refuge in the sea for the time being. ”

"If the road is not good, take the pole and float on the ...... sea"

Cao Feiai's shoulders trembled sharply, her fingers holding the small hand stove tightened slightly, as if she had taken a breath, the silk scarf on her face was slightly wrinkled, and she asked lightly: "What do you want?" Why do you do that! If, if things are not harmonious, he, how is he good, can be thoughtful, can have care for himself......" his voice became more and more urgent, and his chest rose and fell shallowly.

Yan drunk has never seen the little lady so concerned, he jumped, and hurriedly held the little lady's arm, wanting to consol, but could not persuade him, the little lady and Ge Fei were talking very much, she seemed to understand whether she understood or not, only knew, it must have something to do with Huating Hou, so she gritted her teeth and said: "The little lady is not angry, wait, wait for her return, and reprimand her ......"

As everyone knows, it's good not to say anything, but Concubine Cao is even more angry when she says it, she glanced at Yan Zui obliquely, and immediately blocked Yan Drunk's words, and then squinted at Ge Fei and waited for an answer.

Gefei was also flustered in her heart, but Liu Nong did not tell her to say a word, seeing the little lady, her mind turned sharply, her eyes suddenly lit up, holding the tung oil stirrup, carrying the skirt, bending over Wanfu and said: "The little lady is not angry, don't worry, Lang Jun is now the general of Anxi, controlling the army in Yuzhou, even if it is not harmonious, he will definitely be able to retreat calmly!" ”

Concubine Cao said coldly: "Retreat? If he is in Yuzhou, no one in the world can help him! Once you plunge into the tide of anger, if you are a drop in the ocean, how can you easily retreat! Since childhood, he likes to walk alone, he likes to take risks since he was a child, and he never consults with others, as if he is calm and calm, but he is really a one-eyed horseman! In the long run, there will be no defeat! Ming's eyes were cold, and he became more and more annoyed, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise and fall.

"Little lady, ...... to be angry"

"Little lady, don't be angry, don't be angry......"

The words were as fierce as ice and snow, Ge Fei and Yan Drunk changed color together, Yan Zui trembled with the stirrup, Ge Fei "fluttered" and knelt on the bow of the boat.

The river is still flowing, the snow is slight, and the head of the boat has not heard a sound for a long time. Less leaning, Concubine Cao's long eyelashes were shallow, she closed her eyes, as if she had exhaled a breath, the silk scarf at the corner of her mouth was slightly rippling, and she said lightly: "It's strange, the broken lake tune into Wuxing must also have something to do with this matter!" Get up, it's over, Mo Nai! To return to Huating, that is, drive the boat to the shore, speak cautiously, don't surprise the mother! ”

"No."

Ge Fei and Yan drunk breathed a sigh of relief, Ge Fei slowly got up, Yan Zui's hand holding the tung oil stirrup trembled slightly, her mind was chaotic for a while, and she suddenly became clear, and couldn't help but look back at Jiankang in the snow. As everyone knows, more than ten boats behind him have bypassed Jiankang and flowed into Wushui.

Snow dominates the country and is wanton and enchanting.

Hexagonal snowflakes are crystal clear, dive lightly with the wind, shallow, in the silent and silent, entangled with laurel trees, sprinkle the layers of white roofs, at a glance, the scales of Jiankang Palace, just like the soft clouds layer after layer, Zhu Ting has been covered, the green clothes are dazzling, looking at the railing, the face of the autumn moon has not changed, but the color is slightly lighter.

The maid waits on the side, with red clusters of willows, guarding the dark green in the middle eye. Suddenly, the personal maid came to the corridor, glanced left and right, walked forward lightly, and blessed the little lady who looked at the snow by the railing, and said lightly: "Little lady, there are red plums on the side of the pavilion, and you can watch it around the corner, Mo Ruo ......"

Song Yi didn't look back, the corners of his mouth curled slightly, and he said softly: "Retreat, just stay in the snow, and later, His Royal Highness will return and enter this building." ”

"No." A group of maidservants went away.

The clouds and skirts of various colors were hidden, and the snow stayed for a while, and when he saw that there was no one left, he took out three letters and said softly: "Little lady, there is a letter." ”

Song Yi did not answer the letter, holding the vermilion column with both hands, leaning over slightly, his eyes were flying softly and softly, reaching out, catching a snowflake with his fingertips, placing it under his eyes and looking closely, the snow melted in his hands, the silk was immersed in the fingerprints, shallow and cool, Yiren's eyes wandered away from the snow melting, and his mind did not know where to fly with the snow, for a long time, he smiled lightly: "With the snow, the plum in the wall, the plum outside the wall, the plum is graceful in the wall, and the peony competes for color, if it is outside the wall, it is stored in the dark fragrance, scattered in the empty valley, and it is not lost for ten thousand years." ”

"What the little lady said is very true, although the plum inside the wall is beautiful, it is not as fragrant as the outside of the wall. Little lady, and read the letter. Xue Xue's heart was slightly sour and mournful, but she smiled slightly, and put the letter from Shangcai on the top, the one from Lanling in the middle, and the one from Yuzhang in the bottom.

After a while, Song Yi read the letter from Cai, the corners of his mouth gathered a smile, re-read the letter of Lanling, the willow eyebrows frowned slightly, and then read the letter of Yuzhang, his pretty face was cold. The three letters were handed back to Xue, and Xue Xue answered the letter, put it into the depths of his arms, and asked softly: "Little lady, do you need to go back?" ”

Song Yi said: "We know each other, why do we need to go back?" His Royal Highness likes to eat plum blossom and nectar lotus, so you need to prepare more. ”

"Yes, little lady." Xue shuddered and lowered his brows.

The snow covers the long alley, as if paved with a layer of white brocade, and the car rolls on it, making a shallow and light sound, and scratches a line of deep marks. In front of the Jade Snow Rui Beast, the coachman lifted the curtain, Sima Shao walked out with a gloomy look, looked up at the flying flotsam, sighed lightly, and then, I didn't know what to think, the frowning brows slowly let go, rolled up his sleeves, put his back behind him, and strode into the deep courtyard.

The courtyard is deep, full of snow cages, through the vestibule, re-line atrium, turn to the rockery, stroll in the vermilion, suddenly raise your head, Yiren leans on the red building, red, white, green, three colors, a shallow smile, such as jade smoke.

The red man held the Zhu ladder, circled up, turned the corridor column, and saw Song Yiqiao leaning on the railing, the snow-white reed mat spread along the corridor, the black peach dwarf case was placed in it, and there were all kinds of food on the case, including Sima Shao's favorite plum blossom honey root.

Seeing this person, this scene, Sima Shao Meiyu fully displayed, secretly felt that the court was deceitful, fighting for fame and fortune for a while, the robe sat in the corridor seat, sandwiched a piece of white crimson lotus root, chewed lightly, crisp and delicious, couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, praised: "Very good, excellent, this winter snow, plum is also extraordinarily thick, the condensed honey with snow lotus, savor, willing to dive itself." Well, as I say, the winter snow presses the plum, but I don't know that the plum is better than the snow. ”

Song Yi smiled quietly, held the cup with his bare hands, poured it lightly to eight points, took a sip of himself, left his lips on the bowl, slowly presented it, and said softly: "Daoji, drink." ”

When the two were alone, Song Yi never called His Royal Highness, and always called Sima Shao's words, Sima Shao was very happy, and the soul of Zhenzhen was always different from others. Sima Shao smiled indifferently, took a sip of wine, and praised again: "This wine is cool and clear, different from the past." ”

Song Yi said with a smile: "When the snow rises, Song Yi buries the wine under the plum, soaks the soul of the plum, and the snow melts." Hence the glycol. As he spoke, he glanced at Sima Shao casually, and said with a light smile: "Although the wine is beautiful, it is difficult to solve the worries of Daoji, Daoji is about to enter the Red Mansion, why not let go of the temple and mundane things?" As he spoke, he gestured to the snow, and the snow knew his meaning, and entered, wanting to take the flute.

Sima Shao drank the cold wine, his face was slightly red, but the depression in his heart became more and more difficult to control, leaning on the railing, looking at Song Yi, who was as beautiful as a green demon, and said with a smile: "Today's mood is difficult to calm down, how can you hear the sound of heaven." ”

Song Yi smiled lightly, saw that the wine was exhausted, and poured the wine again.

The beauty was quiet, her heart was moving, Sima Shao was difficult to make wine, and sighed after the glass: "Today, my father is angry in the palace, refutes all the ministers of the humerus, angrily reprimands the general for not wanting to be subordinate, and appoints Wu Xing Zhou Za as the right general, and the Chen army enters the stone city with 5,000 troops, and all the military forces are built and healthy. The counties along the river were ordered to do their best to raise the county army and private songs, and the ministers and ministers watched silently without saying a word...... Alas......" sighed suddenly, his expression was not depressed, throughout the millennium, there has never been such a dynasty, making it difficult to get out of the capital, and the military power is attached to the hands of the family.

The wine in the cup, the wine is imprinted, the cherry lips are slightly contained, and the red is half gone. Song Yi's eyes stared at the face in the wine, the cinnabar in the center of his eyebrows frowned slightly, and he chuckled: "Perhaps, in the coming spring, the snow will melt!" ”

The snow melts, the soul melts into the water, in the stone city, the tree planted by Zhu Tao in the past no longer exists, only one side of the quiet pool is sheng, the snow becomes water, the pond side, the declining willows weeping snow silk, the green reed mat is spread randomly, the short case is wrong, Zhou Za and Liu Kui have seven or eight points of alcohol.

Yan Ji is charming, better than the snow scene, grab the wine cup, take a sip slowly, drink fragrant cheeks shallowly, and then, with affection in her eyes, twist the waist of the water snake, hang on the shoulders of Lao Langjun, cherry lips are shallowly soaked, soft lips are touched, cloves are secretly spit, and the wine is like a trickle.

"Ha, haha......"

Zhou Zafu scattered, disorganized, holding Yan Ji's cheeks with both hands, secretly holding a small lilac, so that he could grind for a while, and then, the mood was high, pushed Yan Ji, held the wine jug, stood up crookedly, wandered under the snow and the pool, and then, threw the wine jug, lay in the snow with his chest and abdomen open, teased the silver beard, took the snow hair thrown by Yan Ji, waved it slowly, and sang loudly: "Born less than 100 years old, often with a thousand years of worries; The days are short and the nights are long, so why not travel with candles! For the sake of pleasure and time, how can you stay in Laiz? Fools cherish their money, but they scorn it for the Hereafter! Dalian is in Dalian, and today's moon is hanging upside down, the world is entangled in things, what is it in vain? ”

Hearing this, Liu Kui smiled coldly, struggled to get up from the Yan Ji pile, and slowly waved towards the Lying Snow Immortal: "Brother Xuanji, just remember today's joy, why worry about the future?" Day after day, that is, if the day and night rotate, my heart is broad, swimming in the sky, the world has its own vulgar annoyances, and you and me, what to do? ”

The world has its own laity annoyance, Sima Rui is the son of heaven, but he thinks that he is a layman, if it is not for the wind and clouds, the five horses cross the river and turn into a dragon, and his person is still an idle nobleman, indulging in wine and arguing, singing and dancing. However, the time is also fateful, with the full support of the Wang family, the restoration of the society in Jiangdong, and now, the Wang family wants to overthrow, with white hair and sideburns!

At this moment, looking at the emaciated figure in the bronze mirror, Sima Rui's eyes were deep, his lips trembled slightly, and he secretly felt that there was a black shadow in the mirror, and he couldn't help but stretch out his hand, wanting to brush away the black shadow in the mirror, but the tentacles were cold, and his whole body trembled.

Shi Jieyu knelt on the side of the dragon case, silently studying the ink, this matter was originally a matter of the palace maid, but she knew that Sima Rui liked her wrist very much, Hao Jie Ruoyu, when she slowly turned, she had her own dark fragrance and sleeves. Unbeknownst to him, Sima Rui didn't glance at her wrist today, and only focused on the person in the mirror.

After a while, Sima Rui looked back, walked to the back of the case and sat down, wanting to put pen to paper, but his heart was chaotic, repeated several times, but not a word. The more I think about it, the more angry I feel, the more angry I feel that the pen in my hand weighs like a thousand catties, gradually, the thin hand bowl can't help trembling, and I can no longer hold the pen.

A group of plums, Ji Zhan stands under the plum, leans up the high crown, stares at the snow melt plum, the fragrance comes with the wind, drills into the nose, deeply entangles the soul, makes people feel light up and down, and can't help but chant: "Thousands of miles of rivers and mountains are a snow system, the sorrow inside and outside the river is thick, the iron armor is uncomfortable, but the plum is folded and the spring breeze is ......"

"In the ice and snow forest, I don't mix with the peach and plum fragrant dust, and suddenly the fragrance of the night is scattered."

The shallow snow dyed the moon cave, and the sound of Lang Lang was admitted to the hospital, and after a while, Xi Jianda stepped inside...... (To be continued.) )