The snow fell overnight. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

In the early morning, the breeze is light, the snow is still not dispersed, and the Haohao clean posture spreads. Throughout the eyes, the dangerous mountains are like casting jade, the Quxi is like condensing liu, and the thousands of miles of mountains and rivers are completely unified, all wrapped in silver makeup.

Shang Cai, the snow is falling tightly.

The courtyard is quite quiet, only the snow butterfly pats the window and startles the curtain, and the woman wrapped in a vegetarian body comes to the corridor with a wooden plate. When he reached the stairs, he raised his wrist and wiped the fine sweat on his forehead, and then leaned over and listened carefully, but he felt that the room was safe, his eyes bent, and he knocked lightly on the door.

......After a few breaths, the door of the room opened lightly, and two pretty maidservants walked out, handing Wanfu to the plain-clothed woman.

The plain-clothed woman looked inside the curtain, stretched out her finger to her lips, and silenced the maid. The two maidservants bared their teeth, but they did not hear a sound, and they were as quiet as a painting.

"Sister Zhisu, Sister Zhisu......"

Just as the plain-clothed woman grabbed the hem of her skirt and was about to insert it into the room, a crisp call sounded behind her. Hearing the sound, the plain-clothed woman smiled, handed the wooden plate in her arms to the maidservant, turned around, and saw a little girl floating at the mouth of the moon cave, about four or five years old, not tied to the horn head, but combed with double earlobes and ringed buns, thin eyebrows like a crescent moon, Yao nose like a green onion, cherry lips half a little, delicate little face. The body is draped in a small red cloak, and the small body is quietly caged.

The little girl walks in the snow, and the plain snow and cherry red are delicate.

The plain-clothed woman squatted down, pulled the little girl into the eaves, gently patted the light snow on her body, and straightened the weeping cloud tassels on both sides of her cheeks, and then, half-embraced the little man with pink makeup, scraped her nose, and whispered: "Little lady, why don't you palm tung oil orange?" If you teach Langjun to see it, he will punish the lady for copying poems ten times. ”

"It's in the palm of your hand, A-Niang is holding the orange, and Qiyue doesn't need to be in the palm of your hand." The little girl's thin eyebrows furrowed, her mouth pursed, but her big black eyes quietly slipped away and turned to the outside of the moon cave.

Outside the Moon Cave, Yiren has a thin waist, holding an orange-yellow tung oil orange in his hand, smiling shallowly. When the plain-clothed woman saw it, her face was slightly red, and she raised her hands and owed her blessings to the woman outside the moon cave. The woman smiled quietly, returned the salute, and then turned the tung oil orange, lifted the skirt, and left silently.

"Ahem, ahem......" At this moment, a slight coughing sound came from the room.

"Ah, Lang Jun is awake." The woman named Zhisu looked slightly startled, and immediately took the little girl, opened the curtain of the Xiangfei concubine, and stepped into the room.

As soon as you enter the room, you will feel warm.

The little girl's eyes fluttered like butterflies, and she flew to the inner room with small green silk shoes, and said as she flew: "Father-in-law, father-in-law......" The voice was sweet, like a trickle.

"Qiyue ......" someone in the inner room responded, his voice was cold and slightly hoarse.

The little girl stepped fast, to turn the plum blossom snow screen, to the mouth of the middle room, did not bend over, the two little feet pouted each other, the green silk shoes pierced with the snow lotus were soft, the white little carrot socks stepped on the reed mat of the same color, happily ran through the study, straight into the inner room, rubbed to the wooden couch, pulled the hands of the person sitting on the edge of the bed, and said coquettishly: "Father-in-law, today's snow is thick, catch the snow rabbit." ”

"Snow Rabbit ......" The person next to the bed was stunned.

"Well, Snow Rabbit ......" the little girl nodded heavily, the tassels of her cheeks trembling slightly, and then, with her little face raised, looked at her father-in-law through the candle flame and the snow window. But seeing that the righteous father's face was slightly pale, his sword eyebrows were slightly wrinkled, and the phoenix eyes that were as bright as the sea in the past were also half-squinted, as if he was slowly falling into contemplation.

"Father-in-law?" The little girl shook her father's hand and called out uneasily.

"Well, the rabbit, the smell of the snow is shocked, Yiren smiled lightly, holding the jade and the ......" The man lowered his head slightly, and his wandering gaze became thicker and thicker, as if he was staring at the little girl, but in fact, he slowly soaked in all directions, and his thin lips were hooked.

'The father-in-law is not yet in good health, and his words are still babbling, how can he catch a snow hare?' The little girl blinked, feeling slightly disappointed.

"Lang Jun, be careful of the wind and cold." Zhisu walked in with a tufted feather crane, silently draped it on the person's body, smoothed every wrinkle, and her fingers were as soft as a feather, as if she was afraid of hurting the person, and in a blink of an eye, she saw that the crane paper window was not covered, the window edge was white, and there was a layer of snow buried on the black ink-colored low case, her slender eyebrows wrinkled, called a maid, tilted her head and asked, "Where is Luo Yu?" ”

The maidservant shook her head and said, "I don't know." ”

"Alas......" Weaving sighed softly, stepped to the window, held the small toes, probed the slender waist, stretched out the clotted wrist, and wanted to close the window. As everyone knows, it happened to be in the strong wind, wrapped in the vast snow, and wantonly drilled inward, and suddenly pounced on her.

"You don't have to close it." A few petals of snowflakes around the cheeks of the window-closing man, flapping their wings and flying to the depths of the curtain, one dyed the little girl's eyebrows, and one happened to fall between the lips of the man, the man pursed his lips, the sword eyebrows were imperceptible, the starlight in the phoenix's eyes gradually gathered, reached out to wipe the snow between the little girl's eyebrows, patted the little girl's hand, and smiled slightly: "Today's snow is extremely prosperous, and there will be more rabbits in the forest. ”

"Really?" The little girl's eyes lit up, and then, leaning her little body in her father-in-law's arms, her pink face rubbing his hands, grinding back and forth.

The man's smile widened, and he tightened his shoulders.

Weaving Su eyebrows trembled, the window was half hidden, the rose curtain was pulled, the snow on the low case was wiped with his hand, and the hand was wiped on the skirt, the maid handed the hand stove over, reached out to take it, held the hot hand stove and covered it, and when the cold on the hand was gone, he walked to the candle case, knelt in the reed mat, picked up the delicate candle scissors, and cut the old core with the scissors, and then, tilted his head and looked at the Yan Ta Orchid incense burner, saw that there was a shallow dust in the inside, looked back at the two maids, sighed silently, unloaded the old ashes overnight, extinguished the residual incense, and rekindled the new incense, When the fragrance was as fragrant as Xu, he raised his face and smiled gently at the man: "Lang Jun, it has been a hundred days since you hurt your muscles and bones, and now your muscles have not gathered, and your bones have not been closed, so you must not ......"

"Don't worry, I'm done." The man waved his hand to interrupt Orisu's words, picked up Xiao Qiyue, stared at the red cloak on Xiao Qiyue's body, and didn't know what to think, nodded the tip of her nose, and laughed softly.

Xiao Qiyue's eyes blinked, and her little hands tightened her cloak.

"Alas......" Zhisu sighed secretly, and had to nod to the two maidservants, who immediately brought the hot water basin and placed all kinds of things on the table: a thirty-two-toothed green wood comb, a black jade rose trembling hairpin, a feather eaves and a red beam crown, a moonlight silk ribbon, and a slender moonlight robe, etc......

The three girls knelt beside the desk, silently busy, staggered between their hands, and from time to time they could hear the sound of the crown tassel touching lightly. The man put down Xiao Qiyue, who looked twisted, took her hand, silently walked to the window, opened the curtain, pushed open the window, and the snow wind blew on the face, which made people's hearts bloom inch by inch, staring at it, but seeing the enchanting demeanor and the brilliant jade butterfly.

"Lang Jun......" There was a light call behind him, and the women had already prepared their things. The man raised his eyebrows, chuckled, and sat down on the desk.

After a while, he was neatly dressed, with a green jade and zhuliang crown on his head, a moonlight arrow robe inside, a snow feather crane on the outside, a palm-wide jade belt wrapped around his waist, and black ink boots on his feet. Xing's heart opened, and his slightly pale cheeks were flushed with a light red. Weaving took a few steps back, tilted his head slightly, looked at him, and saw that his expression was radiant, and his heart was slightly certain. Xuan immediately ordered the maidservant to put down the food that had been prepared.

Two meat and two vegetables, a cup of thick soup, and an urn full of fine corn soup. The meat is orange and yellow in color, and it is a small deer breast and a yellow deer wedge, both of which are things that nourish the muscles and bones. Vegetarian, green as jade, a dish of cinnamon honey with courgette, a dish of sauce with houttuynia cordata, are all Lang Jun's favorite food.

Eating silently, sleeping silently, the person and Xiao Qiyue sat opposite each other and ate silently. After eating, Zhi Su saw that he had eaten an extra bowl of soup today, and his eyebrows and eyes were bent into moon buds, and then, his eyes turned and he walked outside, and when he went and returned, he came in with a cup of steaming soup.

When the man saw the boiling soup, his brows furrowed and his expression was strange.

Zhi Su pursed his lips and smiled, knelt in front of him, presented a fragrant wooden plate, and said softly: "Lang Jun, although the medicine is bitter, it is beneficial to the body, and you must not drink it." ”

"Alas......" the man sighed, his nose trembled twice, frowned, picked up the pottery cup, and drank it for a while. Xiao Qiyue beside him looked at him fixedly, her thin eyebrows were lightly raised, her small mouth was slightly open, her crystal slender nose was slender, and she twitched and twitched, and said in her heart: 'It's so bitter, it's so bitter, my father-in-law is so pitiful...... 'Thinking about it, she stuck out her tongue.

After a while, Zhisu took the pottery cup, and when he saw that there was not a drop left in it, he smiled. The man seemed to burp enough, and then, standing up, walked outside. Xiao Qiyue lowered her head and followed behind her dejectedly.

Entering the study, the man did not stop, Zhisu Liu frowned, and stopped talking. After that, the man walked to the outer room, pushed open the half-covered door, and stepped into the snowy sky. Outside, clusters of snow are clustered, wrapped around the cinnamon, and around the vermilion. Inside and outside the corridor, it seems to be spread with a thick layer of white velvet mats.

The man walked to the top of the stairs, leaned on the pillars and crossed his arms, looking up at the snow in the sky. Weaving Su walked to his side and handed him a small hand stove of golden silk nanmu, but he didn't answer, waved his hand, called the fiery red armor soldier who was waiting outside the moon cave, and ordered the armor soldier to set up the case in the corridor. Several soldiers looked extremely hesitant, but they didn't dare to disobey, so they had to carefully lift out the low case, adjacent to the edge of the steps.

When the maidservant laid out the reed mat, the corner of the man's mouth cracked, and he rubbed his left shoulder against the vast waterfall snow, and then put his fists on his chest, took a deep breath, and Xuan, his arm couldn't help but stiffen, and slowly bracket to the left and right. The women looked at him for a moment, and when they saw that he looked as usual, they even exhaled in unison.

If Si turned three times, the smile on the corner of the man's mouth became stronger, lifted the hem of his robe, sat down on the side of the low case, took out a book from his arms, put it on the case gently, and said with a smile: "Qiyue, let's copy the post." ”

"Copy ......" Xiao Qiyue suddenly froze, her thin eyebrows were twisted, and the corners of her mouth were slanted, but she had to obediently lift the corner of her skirt and blessed him, and then, sitting behind the case, picked up the fine pen on the Eroboros pen holder of Shuanglong, and swung it in the black ink inkstone, biting the snow tooth and fine shellfish, secretly slanting at the book, and silently starting the post.

Fine pen Yongjuan, handwriting graceful: "Bo collected the history of the group, got more than 20 ancient names, a total of one volume, has not been deleted, dare not submit." Copying the three posts, he is ashamed of his hatred and wants to waste his books. The cold is better to know the body for comfort......"

Xiao Qiyue turned her wrist and swung the ink, and her little lips still groaned softly, and after a while, sweat appeared on her jade forehead, and the tip of the pen trembled slightly. When the man saw this, his sword eyebrows furrowed, and his lips became thinner and thinner. Xiao Qiyue was already timid, and the corner of his eyes had been slipping around him, seeing that he didn't like it, his heart was pounding, one was not paying attention, the tip of the pen slipped suddenly, and in an instant, he saw an ink line soaring, pulling the scroll all over the paper horizontally, just like a sword in the middle.

"Smack." With a crisp sound, the thin pen in her hand fell, and the black ink splashed everywhere, just like a little cloud.

"Puff ......", "Hee-hee......" The women covered their mouths and snickered.

"Father-in-law......" Xiao Qiyue blinked her eyes, her mouth skimmed around, and she wanted to cry.

"Alas, Qiyue, when you are writing, you need to concentrate and have no distractions." The man sighed, picked up the pen, walked behind Xiao Qiyue, sat down slowly, half-hugged Xiao Qiyue, held her hand, closed the small hand with the big hand, and pulled the fine pen with the small hand.

At the moment, Zhi Su held back a smile, rolled the black and white paper with his hands, and replaced the new paper.

Two pretty maids sat on one side, secretly gesturing with strange hand styles, they were betting on how many volumes Jiang Xiaoniang would book, one guessed two volumes, and the other gambled half a volume.

Xiao Qiyue was half-embraced by her father-in-law, hand-in-hand teaching, and secretly felt that her father-in-law's chest was like a warm wall, both wide and warm, and a heart was swinging, but she was slowly quieting down, her eyes gradually became clearer, and she was like a god when she turned her wrist and waved, and she was ready for a post in a moment.

The fine snow is slight, and the pen rustles.

The snow fluttered lightly, sometimes flying around the corridor, wrapped around the green crown jade with a red cloak, weaving the ink strip, glancing at the person from time to time, with a shallow smile on the side of the mouth, the two maid goddesses were quiet, looking down on both sides, obviously forgetting the gambling contract.

Such a scene is extraordinarily quiet and peaceful.

"Gege ......"

"Don't escape, don't escape, Luo Yu don't escape......"

"Alas, you Luo Heiwa, you actually attacked a certain family......"

"Lu Rou, intercept her, intercept her......"

"Squeak, squeak......"

Suddenly, there was a burst of cheerful laughter from outside the courtyard, and then, two small gray dots scurried out of the snow blanket, sliding quickly, like two gray lines. After a while, one of them stopped under the snow laurel, and Xuan immediately saw the thing squeak, and the two short legs kicked violently, jumped on the laurel tree, and shook off the snow canopy. The other one went on a rampage, "whoosh" up the snow steps, and circled around the pillars, and the big little eyes of Madou turned, holding a nut, and the person stood up and moved to Xiao Qiyue step by step.

"You, the ...... of Runan County" Xiao Qiyue's eyebrows twitched, her mouth opened widely, her hand couldn't help but tremble, and the tip of the pen slipped again.

"Alas, that's it!" The man's sword eyebrows furrowed, and then he turned sharply, glanced at the little Yiwei who was called 'Runan County Prince', pursed his lips, and then, curled his fingers, and flicked lightly at the door of the little Yiwei's head.

"Squeak, squeak......" Little Iweih was so stunned that he fled.

"Gege ......"

"Hee-hee-hee-hee-hee......"

In an instant, there was a smile in the courtyard.

The man took the silk scarf, wiped all the dirty ink in his palm, stood up in laughter, eyebrows, and in a blink of an eye, he saw a red shadow floating into the courtyard, obliquely glanced at him, smiled lightly, and then, holding the skirt, on the courtyard flying velvet, skillfully swirling, the ink argued with the white snow, and the red shoes stepped on the jade velvet, just like a hundred flowers withered, only the plum was still red, extremely coquettish.

"Jackba, Jihala Queba......" (To be continued.) )