The snow kept falling.

A horse-drawn carriage left the village of Golden Scales and gradually moved away along the rugged path.

Mo Hansheng sat in the carriage, lifted the curtain and looked back at the village where he had lived for many years, and his eyes gradually became smaller and more blurred.

He finally followed the people of Ning Mansion away.

Steward Feng did not force him to sign the deed of sale, but proposed a compromise method.

Mo Hansheng continued to catch fish for Ning Mansion, and a reward of one or two silver for a fish, the relationship between the two parties was just a transaction.

According to Steward Feng, because Jinlan Village was too far away from Hantan, it was arranged for Mo Hansheng to temporarily stay in Ning Mansion during this period.

The carriage bumped all the way, and after two hours finally arrived in the town of Hidden Dragon, stopping in front of a huge mansion of grandeur.

Looking up is a plaque made of golden silk nanmu, on which the dragon flies and the phoenix dances with the two big characters "Ningfu".

The red lantern hangs high, the vermilion lacquer gate is inlaid with eighteen huge copper nails, and two majestic tall stone lions stand on the left and right of the steps, which are lifelike and majestic.

The two majestic guards at the door glanced at the leading Steward Feng, and politely welcomed the three into the mansion.

As soon as you enter the door, there is a faint fragrance rushing towards you.

The cold outside the door hits people, but the warm breeze inside the door is drunk.

At a glance, the beautiful trees are verdant, the strange flowers are gorgeous, the rockeries between the pavilions and pavilions of various colors are lined up, and the green water is surrounded.

This Ning Mansion doesn't know what kind of magical means to use to create a spring-like scene in this winter mansion.

Steward Feng briefly explained a few words, and then left towards a courtyard alone.

Ning Da took Mo Hansheng to arrange a place to live.

Mo Hansheng occasionally looked around, quietly looking at many new things in the Ning Mansion that he had never seen before.

The two walked through several corridors and passed a courtyard.

Mo Hansheng inadvertently glanced to the left, only to see that in the center of the courtyard, a huge peach tree that was higher than the courtyard wall was actually blooming at this time.

Under the tree, an elegant figure held a long sword and danced lightly in the wind, and its posture was like a glimpse of a frightening sky.

Mo Hansheng couldn't help but stop.

The figure in the courtyard was the pink-clothed girl who was in a hurry that day, giving medicine and leaving.

The heroic spirit of the eyebrows is mixed with three points of softness, the apricot eyes are smart and quiet, the nose is delicate and delicate, and the pink lips are crystal and moist.

The flying snow and falling flowers are intertwined, reflecting the clouds on the horizon.

She stood under the tree, looking back and smiling, like a peach fairy.

Mo Hansheng watched quietly, stunned.

In a trance, the girl had already put away her sword and slowly walked closer.

She came on a peach petal.

She came with snow.

"It's you." The corners of her mouth curled slightly, and she smiled playfully at Mo Hansheng.

Mo Hansheng looked at her stupidly, but did not react, until Ning Da behind him pushed her, and then came back to his senses.

"Uh-huh."

The girl chuckled, leaned forward, and gradually approached Mo Hansheng.

The two of them were only three inches apart, and the girl spoke slowly, and the slightly damp heat turned into moisture, and a hazy curtain of fog rose between them.

"What do you think?" The sultry bell sounded softly in Mo Hansheng's ears.

Dreamless and faint, drunk before drinking, Mo Hansheng replied stupidly: "Good, good-looking." ”

The girl raised her eyebrows slightly, stretched out a finger and gently picked up Mo Hansheng's chin, and asked, "I'm asking you, how is this woman's swordsmanship?" ”

"Beautiful." Answering the question, Mo Hansheng seemed to have only one word left in his mind.

"Hmph, what a nerd." The girl in pink chuckled, shook her head, and turned to leave.

Ning Da also shook his head, not believing at all that the wild history and miscellaneous stories of the rich daughters in the book falling in love with the poor boys would come true in front of his eyes.

He patted Mo Hansheng on the shoulder and led him on.

The two of them walked to a small courtyard in the middle of the house at the back of the mansion.

There are rows of side houses in the courtyard, which are the residences of the people of the Ning Mansion.

Ning Da took out the key, opened the room that had been selected, and took the lead and walked in.

"Yesterday was in a hurry, I only had time to vacate this room, just tell me if there is anything missing." Ning Da picked up the teapot from a square table, poured a glass of water and handed it over.

Mo Hansheng took the water cup and sat down in a window chair.

"Ningfu is a wealthy family, and the family rules are strict, so don't run around when you have nothing to do on weekdays. In particular, the ancestral hall in the backyard is a forbidden place in the house, and it is strictly forbidden for anyone to enter without the permission of the uncle, you must remember this......" Ning Da coughed lightly and cleared his throat, telling Mo Hansheng a lot of many and extremely strict rules.

But although Mo Hansheng was in the house at the moment, his soul had already flown out of the window, and he was still wandering under the lingering peach tree, where was he listening to what he said.

Ning Da talked to himself for more than a quarter of an hour, and after explaining a few more words, he left in a hurry.

Mo Hansheng sat quietly at the window for a while, and then he came back to his senses a little.

He glanced up and down the room, the white walls were seamless, and the red tiles covered the roof, so he didn't have to worry about leaking rain and air.

The house should be fully furnished, there is a wooden bed for one person to sleep in, although the furnishings are simple, fortunately, the space is also spacious, compared to the six people in the house squeezed into three broken earth houses are much better.

There are still some dust and wood chips left on the ground and the corners of the walls, which should have been vacated not long ago, and they have not yet had time to clean up.

Mo Hansheng glanced around, got up and walked to the corner, ready to clean the house.

As soon as he picked up the broomstick, there was movement below, and a fist-sized yellow shadow burst out of the corner and slipped into a hole in the wall that was half-exposed and half-hidden behind the closet.

Mo Hansheng was stunned for a moment, but there was no big reaction.

He has been poor since he was a child, and he has seen a lot of rats and cockroaches for a long time, but he didn't expect that there would be rats in a big family like Ningfu.

This room was originally quite new, there was nothing too dirty, and Mo Hansheng looked tidy after a simple cleaning.

He put down the broom and washed the handle, then opened a black baggage.

It was brought from home when I went out, and the contents were very simple, just a change of clothes and a few coarse cakes.

Mo Hansheng took a coarse cake, sat back in front of the window, and began to nibble on the white water.

As soon as he took a few bites, he heard a slight "squeak" and turned his head to look.

I saw a round yellow head poking out of the hole in the wall behind the wardrobe.

On the yellow head, two small eyes like black beans were shining, and they were looking at themselves curiously, and when they met their eyes, they immediately retracted their heads into the hole.

Mo Hansheng thought about it, tore off half of the coarse cake, poured another glass of water and walked to the corner, and put the water and cake at the entrance of the hole.

He knocked lightly on the wall twice and said, "It seems that you and I have been going to be neighbors for a while, so let's take it as a welcome gift for the first meeting." ”

With that, he got up and returned to his seat.

After a while, the yellow head came out of the hole again, and its smart eyes hit the food and Mo Hansheng back and forth, and then retracted into the hole.

After repeating this action several times, the rat finally began to nibble on the coarse bread on the ground, still looking up from time to time in the process, looking very cautious.

Seeing this, Mo Hansheng just smiled and quietly looked out the window.

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In a corridor not far from the remote courtyard, Steward Feng was stopping to listen to the snow, and there was a beautifully crafted bamboo birdcage hanging in front of him.

There is a square hole in the center of the birdcage, but there is no cage door, and it cannot be locked without a door.

There was a light and pleasant cry from the cage, and Steward Feng held the thin strip, teasing a few times from time to time, and a canary with bright wings jumped back and forth on the wooden frame.

There was a slight sound of footsteps, and Ning Da came to the cloister and stood aside.

"Scheduled?" Steward Feng was feeding into the cage and did not turn his head back.

"Yes."

Ning Da bowed his head and responded, "I have arranged a separate room for him according to your instructions." ”

Steward Feng didn't say anything when he heard this, and stretched out a hand to the birdcage.

The canary blinked, and jumped obediently onto the soft, slender hand.

Steward Feng waved his long arm slightly, and the canary on the back of his hand flew into the sky lightly, flying happily above the courtyard.

He turned to Ning Da and said, "Do you know why I didn't lock the birdcage?" ”

Ning Da lowered his head and smiled: "How can the villain guess the mind of the manager?" ”

"A bird is born with wings, and it naturally yearns to fly, but the cage door can lock its body but not its heart. It doesn't matter how long you keep it, it will fly away without hesitation at the first opportunity. Steward Feng turned his head to look in the direction of the lower residence.

Ning smiled, not knowing how to answer.

"But if you put a shackle on its heart, it will fly back wherever it flies." Steward Feng blew a whistle in his mouth, stretched out his hand, and the canary circled twice in mid-air and swooped down, landing firmly on his hand.

"The steward is insightful."

"Go do something for me, and don't let anyone know."

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