The mountain behind the academy.

The second senior brother stood in front of the waterfall, listening to the sound of thunderous water in his ears, looking at the mist splashing like stars, without the slightest expression on his face, and after being silent for a long time, he said: "I heard that his building collapsed." ”

The senior brother stood beside him and sighed and said: "He came to Chang'an, it was a chance, don't envy such things." ”

The second senior brother raised his eyebrows slightly and said, "Senior brother, why should I envy him?"

Chang'an City, Yanming Lake.

On the dining table was a large earthen urn, in which was milky white haggis soup, and the verdant coriander was smoked by the heat of the mutton soup, and the fragrance suddenly spread throughout the house.

Ning Que took the chopsticks and used the chopsticks to crush the bean curd in the saucer, Sang Sang was recording garlic and mashing the mud next to him, and the big black horse was in the garden, watching the movement in the house through the threshold, his eyes were very wide, and his nostrils were extremely round, I don't know if he was curious or greedy for the meat offal in the pot.

"I heard that the small Taoist temple where Ye Su lives collapsed this afternoon. ”

After Ning Que paused for a moment, he couldn't help but laugh and said, "I heard...... After the second senior brother heard about this, he stood on the waterfall for a long time, and finally smashed his small courtyard. ”

Sang Sang raised her head and looked at him in confusion, she had been to the small courtyard on the mountain behind the academy, thinking that the quiet courtyard had actually become a ruin, she couldn't help but feel a little pity, and asked, "Why?"

Ning Que shook his head and said, "Guys like Second Senior Brother and Ye Su, who knows what they think?" I often think that when I cultivate to their realm, I will basically become crazy...... and the Taoist temple will collapse...... Ye Su seems to understand something, the second senior brother smashed his own small courtyard, and Dagen also wants to realize something?"

Although Sang Sang has officially started his cultivation now, he still can't understand the way of thinking of those great cultivators who know the fate realm, thinking that what the young master said is right, he is really a madman.

When the haggis soup gets colder, the meat is gone...... When the sauce on the plate is getting crumbling...... Ye Hongyu finally returned to the shore of Yanming Lake, Sang Sang went to pack his clothes, and Ning Que was the only one left in the house.

Ning Que watched her walk in the door and said, "Why did you come back so late?" By the way, although you don't pay the rent, shouldn't you do more housework?"

Ye Hongyu looked at the leftovers on the table, frowned and said, "You have a maid ring and a steward." ”

Ning Que said with a smile: "Then where is the happiness of letting the Taoist idiot wash the dishes and bring water for him? The Bright God Seat has worked in my shop...... You can learn the glorious tradition of Xiling Temple, and if this matter is going to spread in the future, it must be a good story of my Lao Ning family. ”

Ye Hongyu's eyebrows frowned more and more, and he sat down without saying a word.

Ning Que looked at her expression, guessed that she was in a bad mood at this time, but did not restrain herself, and continued: "Then again...... I thought your brother would at least treat you to a meal.

Ye Hongyu looked at him quietly and said, "It seems that you plan to live your small life in Chang'an City for a long time, but have you ever thought that this world cannot condone you like this." ”

Ning Que smiled slightly and said, "I am a Tang person, and I am a disciple on the second floor of the academy...... I can't imagine anyone who would be stupid enough to come and disturb my little day. ”

"What if you were the son of Hades?"

Ye Hongyu looked at him, his eyes as bright as Qiu Hu's eyes were full of mockery and coldness.

Ning Que was slightly stunned.

In that conversation the other day...... Ye Hongyu directly exposed the fact that he was enchanted, and then at this time she mentioned such a possible thing so lightly.

"I really don't know what you're talking about. ”

He said.

Ye Hongyu said: "If it is really as rumored...... You are the son of General Xuanwei of the Tang State back then, so you are the shadow of the night that the Bright God Throne saw in his eyes back then, and now there are probably few people who still remember that incident, but how do you think I can forget it?"

"Do you believe it?" Ning Que looked into her eyes and asked seriously.

Ye Hongyu shook his head after pondering for a while.

Ning Que's expression was slightly relaxed, and he said, "Why don't you believe it?"

Ye Hongyu said: "True Jue." ”

Ning Que cocked the thumb of his right hand and praised sincerely: "Intuition is the highest, come on, please eat haggis, I still have some hidden in the kitchen, just to honor you." ”

Ye Hongyu didn't smile, looked at him and said, "I don't believe it, it doesn't mean that the temple doesn't believe it...... My brother appeared in Chang'an City to pay attention to Xiahou's return to old age, but I believe that he actually came to see you.

Ning Que shook his head and said: "I inquired about something, Sang Sang also knew some secrets from Wei Guangming, since the Xiling Temple forcibly stopped this matter and imprisoned Wei Guangming for more than ten years, this means that Daomen does not believe in the story of the son of Hades." ”

"Even if the temple does not believe, it does not mean that the Buddha does not believe. ”

Ye Hongyu said.

Ning Que thought of the two dervishes he met on the streets of Chang'an in the early spring morning, the Dao Stone Master from the Hanging Temple in the Unknown Land, and remembered the conversation with the stone Buddha in the spiritual world, especially the very vague parts of the dialogue, and couldn't help frowning slightly and being silent.

"Don't talk about these boring things, let's eat miscellaneous first. ”

He looked at Ye Hongyu and smiled, and said, "Haggis must be eaten while it is hot." ”

Ye Hongyu frowned and said that now is not the winter solstice...... What kind of haggis soup to eat?"

"Who said that haggis must be eaten on the winter solstice? Who said that you can't stab people without a gun?"

Ning Que's words seemed a little inexplicable, at least for Ye Hongyu, there were some hidden meanings that only he could understand.

After a moment of silence, he said, "And I don't necessarily have time on the day of the winter solstice. ”

Although Ye Hongyu was forced to leave Taoshan, as the chief secretary of the adjudication department, she still had her own source of information in Chang'an City, so when she heard Ning Que's words, her brows couldn't help but frown deeply again, and her eyes were gradually occupied by doubts and surprises.

On the day of the winter solstice, it is the day of Xiahou's return.

Time is passing and the autumn weather is fading.

There was a small Taoist temple in Chang'an City, and the enthusiastic neighbors helped the people in the temple to rebuild their houses, and then they knew that there was a warm-hearted person in the small Taoist temple who liked to wear plain cloth shirts, and no matter what happened to the neighbors, they would get the help of that person, and that person didn't seem to know what trouble was.

A small courtyard also collapsed on the mountain behind the academy, accompanied by the sound of the waterfall, the man sat in the pool with an ancient crown on his head and meditated for many days and nights, and a fat man followed behind the sixth senior brother, sighing and carrying earth, stone and wood and other things, asking the man to rebuild the small courtyard.

Ye Su, the heir of Zhishou Virtue, walked calmly and silently on the path of sanctification in the warm and secular market of Chang'an City, and Jun Mo, the second gentleman of the academy, was baptized by the wet mist in the lonely and deserted waterfall, his face became more and more indifferent, and his eyebrows became more and more straight.

General Xiahou, who returned from the border fortress, kept dragging on the rewards of the imperial court, and feasted constantly in the mansions of various princes, no one knew that in the middle of the night, he was still used to sitting in the back garden of his general's mansion, looking at the bare branches that had fallen yellow leaves, and watching the falling snowflakes silent.

Ning Que traveled back and forth between the mountain behind the academy and the shore of Yanming Lake, practicing calmly, occasionally fighting with Ye Hongyu, and more often in silence in the gradually fading lotus fields.

Chang'an City was silent, so it seemed calm. The people of the city were silent, so they were at peace. In the eyes of most people, this silence and calm will last at least until the end of the winter of the fifteenth year of the Apocalypse. Because no matter how you look at it, no one can break this peace.

The wind and snow have gone in autumn, and it is the day of the winter solstice.

On this day, General Xiahou will resign from the palace, and His Majesty the Emperor of the Tang Dynasty will reward him again for his merits and give him the glory of a family banquet, and then the Manchu Dynasty will send him away from Chang'an City.

On this day, the small Taoist temple was finally rebuilt, Ye Su combed his hair seriously, stood behind the thin Taoist man, like a cheesy acquaintance in a rural marriage, thanked the neighbors who seemed to participate in the ceremony, and then moved the chicken, duck, water and wine carried by the neighbors to the back kitchen.

On this day, the old library building in the back mountain of the academy was short in the east window, the third senior sister Yu Curtain smiled and told Tang Xiaotang something, the white mist was steaming in the iron room by the mirror lake, and the seventh senior sister was embroidering in the pavilion in the middle of the lake, as calm as usual, but in the blue pool under the waterfall, the shadow of the high crown like a laundry mallet could no longer be seen, and the senior brother was not in the back mountain, but went to Chang'an City as a guest.

Senior Brother walked up the stone steps, looked at Ye Su and said with a smile, "Congratulations." ”

Ye Su looked at the newly renovated Taoist temple behind him, as well as the rain eaves of the neighbors who had been repaired by him not far away, showed a sincere smile, and said, "Thank you for your ......."

The people in the courtyard by the Yanming Lake have also woken up.

Ning Que took a bath under Sangsang's service, changed into a brand new black hospital uniform, carefully tied his hair, put on a flat crown, and the whole person suddenly looked much more energetic.

Sang Sang also took a bath, then cut his hair short with scissors, combed a small pan very seriously, carefully rubbed the powder on the bronze mirror, and painted the thrush.

"It's beautiful. ”

Ning Que looked at the refreshing little girl in the mirror and said with a smile.

Sang Sang got up from the stool, turned around to arrange his hospital uniform for him, took off the thread on his shoulder, and said, "Today is our big day, no matter how serious you are, you should be serious." ”

Walking out of the bedroom, Ning Que snapped his fingers, summoned the big black horse who had been bored in the corner of the garden and gnawed on the plum all night, slapped the horse's buttocks lightly, and said, "Go back to the academy by yourself." ”

The big black horse tilted his head slightly, feeling a little puzzled, but after all, he was not a human being, and even if he had doubts, he couldn't say it, so he had to run out of the house and go out of the city along the long street.

Ye Hongyu is not a big dark horse.

She stood under the tree at the garden gate and looked at the newly dressed master and servant, suddenly stretched out her hand to the sky above the courtyard, and said calmly: "It will snow heavily today, and you still want to go out?"

There were dim clouds in the dark sky, and the clouds were as calm as mountains, and it seemed that snow could fall at any moment.

Ning Que looked up at the sky and said, "The rain can keep people, but the snow can't keep people." ”

(After holding it for a day, I couldn't write it, just when I was about to ask for leave, I thanked Lin Hai Tingtao and Butterfly Blue for their encouragement and cheering, and finally succeeded in overcoming myself, thank them, and thank you.) (To be continued)