Bright flowers bloomed on the side of the desert, which was the first snow that had just fallen in Chang'an this year.

Chang'an, it's snowing......

Quietly, silently quiet......

A snowflake floated on the corner of Chang'an's lacquer-red eaves, and after touching it, it melted instantly, faded off the snow-white clothes, and turned into a drizzle, dripping down the tiles from the corners of the eaves.

In the capital of Chang'an, people who came and went began to change into clothes to resist the wind and cold, but coincidentally, outside the scholarly pavilion in the distance, there was a young man wearing brocade clothes, but wrapped in old cloth clothes, lively and enthusiastic young man played in the snow here.

"Sister, look! It's snowing, it's snowing!"

Xu Zijian shouted excitedly at the white snowflakes falling from the sky, this was the second time he had seen snow, the first time, it was when he had just met Yu Cheng.

Today's scenery in Chang'an is indeed extraordinarily rare.

"It's snowing...... Zijian ......"

After Xu Yue'er heard this, she said in a deep and delicate voice, when the change of seasons came, was there no warning?

Since Brother Yu Cheng canonized the champion Yuanlang, has it been so long since he personally conquered Mobei?

yes, in the blink of an eye, it's been so long.

"Zijian, it's cold outside, don't stay in the snow for too long!"

Xu Yue'er was concerned and worried, her younger brother is no longer young, and he is still so playful.

In the past, he had to be caught and beaten severely, but now that he has grown up, he will follow his temperament, and people will grow up in an instant.

It's just that I didn't expect that my stupid brother would be deeply fascinated by this snow scene in front of him.

"Got it! Sister! I'm not a child, my body is very hard!"

Xu Zijian doesn't care about this, he is very happy today, he finally caught up with a snow, and he is not allowed to splash and roll, he will not be happy.

Coincidentally, the first snow of Chang'an, falling on the tip of the plum blossoms, embellished with a piece of pink white, white with pink, pink exposed in the snow white, like a girl's cheeks at the beginning of love, white and tender, delicate, a look at the past, all the scenery of the grand occasion.

Xu Yue'er reminded Xu Zijian a few words, and after seeing this, she didn't listen, so she began to clean up the herbs in the medicine hall to avoid the herbs being affected by moisture and affecting the medicinal properties.

It's really strange to think about the weather, it's always up to you to make decisions on your will, and it's always when you first start doing it, and it comes out against you.

"Yue'er, where has Zijian gone?" Seeing this, Xu Yao asked.

"He's rolling in the snow." Xu Yue'er hates the response that iron does not make steel.

"It's okay, let him be, it's the happiness he's found over the years, it's been a long time since your father left, I haven't seen a smile on Zijian's face." Xu Yao thought about it and didn't say anything, a child's nature is to be playful, and to stop a child's nature is nothing more than to erase his hobby cultivation.

Of course, for Xu Yao, the naughty child still needs the necessary means to restrain his temper.

"Mother...... "Mother's " Xu Yue'er pondered for a moment and continued, "I want to go and see my father's tombstone...... Today's pharmacy ...... Why don't you pause for a day?"

"Hmm...... Okay, pack up and go check it out."

"Good!"

After the words fell, Xu Yue'er took care of the only remaining things, cleaned up and dressed up, and by the way called Xu Zijian, who was playing in the snow, Xu Zijian was very respectful and serious about this matter, but he didn't expect Sister A to deliberately take out such a day.

Xu Yao took the two children and set off.

In fact, the distance is not too far, just a few miles away from Chang'an.

In less than a while, we arrived at the outskirts of Chang'an.

It's ......

Xu Yue'er looked at the weeds on the tombstone, the soil was covered with snow, there was a layer of ash next to the sand and stones, and the deep and clear handwriting also faded with the traces of wind and frost, seeing here

, Xu Yue'er's heart is inevitably a little entangled.

Xu Yue'er immediately swept away the dust on the tombstone, Xu Zijian also began to remove the weeds next to him, and Xu Yao brought some things and began to put them away.

「……」

Xu Yue'er didn't speak, she looked at the handwriting on the tombstone blankly, a little stunned.

"Father, what kind of person is he?"

Xu Yue'er said silently.

"Our father was a hero. Even though he didn't appear in my childhood, I vaguely remember that he was a hero." Xu Zijian looked at Sister A calmly and replied seriously.

「……」

"Zijian is right, your father is a great hero, his life is glorious, his death is wonderful, and this life is not in vain, dazzling." Xu Yaoying and continued to preach:

"What kind of person is defined as a hero, I think you should already have the answer in your hearts."

Xu Yue'er looked at the snow on the tombstone, gently brushed it away, and silently said in her heart:

"yes...... Who will remember the pedestrians who passed by in those years? What kind of people will be remembered?"

Xu Yue'er didn't know these unknown answers.

The cold wind blowing towards Chang'an City was wanton, so that the three of them unconsciously wrapped themselves in clothes.

The wind and snow gradually became heavier, and the three of them said goodbye to this dust and returned to the capital of Chang'an.

The plum blossoms washed by the snow are more pink and tender, blooming on the branches, and the fragrance of the brewery comes from the green willow trees.

Xu Zijian seemed to have an answer in his heart, but he refused to open it, he was hesitating about something.

"I don't know how the battle is going when Master is in Mobei."

Xu Zijian looked at the snow silver tassel spear in his hand, and the will in his heart became clearer.

What you want, what you want to become, what kind of person you are?

Guard?

Carry?

Liability?

Or is it home?

These factors surround Xu Zijian's mind, and it is important to strive for what kind of person to become, and the important thing is that this person is still a capital person.

Maybe that would not be in vain what my father had said to me.

"Those who set up great things in ancient times not only have supernatural talents, but also have perseverance!"

With the snow-white and pink sky, no one will perceive the turbulent crisis in Chang'an.

During the period when Yu Cheng left, Xu Zijian taught himself a set of marksmanship.

It's kind of an improvement.

Xu Zijian thought about it seriously, this is the journey he has to experience.

It's just that everyone's path is different, Sister A's path is to be a doctor, Master's path is to become a general, and my path is to become the strongest general of the younger generation.

These are the paths you have to choose.

It is precisely because of these that each talent in Datang has a clear division of labor and performs his own duties.

Maybe the road ahead will be difficult, but those are the ones I have to go through.

"Be brave, Xu Zijian."