The end of the year is approaching, and the north is full of goose feather snow.

The snow in the area of Zhongnan Mountain has stopped, but the mountain has long been white.

However, the golden dome of Chongyang Palace is still dazzling. The building is located on a very high and cold terrain, and all year round, wherever it falls, there is nothing but snow. Therefore, there are disciples who come to clean and repair every day, but it seems that this Chongyang Palace has been fresh for a long time. Standing at the foot of the mountain, looking from afar, it seems that real gold is hidden in the snow.

However, ordinary people's eyesight is limited, and they can hardly see such beautiful scenery.

At noon, puffs of smoke rose from the mountain, and because of the mountain wind, it was either mixed up or scattered into the sky.

In a pavilion at the foot of the mountain, there are several Confucian scholars in it, wearing robes, and a group of people outside the pavilion, wrapped in cotton clothes. Taking advantage of the clear sky, they took their domestic servants and went out to enjoy the snow and settled here.

These Confucian students, looking at the green smoke of the mountains, bluntly said that they were disappointed. One of them turned his head to look at a person sitting in the corner, and saw that the person was holding a brush in his hand, facing a blank piece of paper, and hesitated to himself.

Seeing this, the Confucian smiled and said: "Don't worry, the painter has eaten the food first, and when there is no smoke on the mountain, it is not too late to paint." Then he beckoned a few servants outside the pavilion, came in and took the brush from the painter's hand, put it in front of his mouth, and took turns to breathe at him.

After the painter got up, he bowed and said in a respectful tone: "Thank you, Wang...... Childe!" then stood aside, as if waiting for instructions.

The Confucian nodded slightly, then looked around and coughed twice.

For a moment, there was silence all around, and everyone looked at this Confucian with low eyebrows, as if he was the backbone of everyone.

Confucius smiled indifferently, and was not surprised: "Everyone eat first!"

Everyone said yes, and without saying a word, they immediately opened the boxes on the ground one after another, and took out stacks of flat boxes in the layers of wrapped cotton cloth. Then he took out pieces of wood from the box, aligned them with the grooves on them, and set up tables and stools, which were all in place.

This scene is dazzling and jaw-dropping, but that's not all. I saw that they put the flat boxes on the table again, and then opened the lid, and there was a plate of delicacies from the mountains and seas, which was steaming hot. Finally, take out the dishes, chopsticks, cups and saucers, and count more than a dozen jugs of wine, and form a circle on their respective tables.

After doing all this, they stood at the table, led by a seemingly manager, and sang in unison: "Please take the seat!"

"Well, it doesn't have to be that way. I'll find a place to sit down, so sit down. The prince smiled freely, his movements were not slow, and he was already sitting on the stool.

He looked around and was about to beckon everyone to sit down, when he suddenly saw a scholar in a moon-white robe sitting with his back to him, looking at the top of Zhongnan Mountain in the distance.

He felt a little strange in his heart, so he summoned the steward and asked him to interrogate him about what was going on with this person. Then, before the steward could turn around, the prince stopped him again, and got up and went on his own.

He walked up to the scholar and saw a masculine face with handsome facial features, and couldn't help but praise it in his heart.

I saw that the scholar was still looking at the top of the mountain, as if he had not come back to his senses. He smiled and asked, "This brother Tai is so good-looking, I don't know which Xixi in my mansion I don't recognize!"

The scholar turned his head, looked at the prince, and said with a smile: "Definitely." A passer-by, only. ”

"Oh, I see," he said strangely, seeing that the scholar was still looking at ......the mountains in the distance, "the mountains are covered with smoke now, what is there to see?"

"Do you know the stalactite?" the scholar thought for a moment, as if he had thought of something, and prompted.

Wang Gongzi pondered for a while, turned his head to look at Zhongnan Mountain, and then suddenly realized: "If you look carefully, the mountain in front of you is like a cluster of stalactites as white as jade! In this way, the ten thousand green smoke is a dark mountain spring that hangs down along the stone stalactites!

He immediately turned his head and asked the painter to draw the scene in front of him: "It's called the stalactite hanging waterfall picture!"

As soon as the words fell, everyone at the bottom showed a look of admiration, and praised Wang Gongzi's quick thinking, but everyone was not as good as him, and the flattering smile of this Wang Gongzi was opened.

In his complacency, he found that the man dressed as a scholar had already walked out of the pavilion at some point.

"Friend, please stay!, you should have a few drinks with you!" he hurriedly shouted to the scholar, and the people outside heard the sound and faintly surrounded the scholar.

Shizi's footsteps slowed slightly, and he said without looking back: "I have always been idle, but I am not happy to have anything to do with King Jin." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, the people around him looked at each other in surprise.

It's just that before the prince called King Jin could reply, there was a strong man at the bottom, who stopped in front of the scholar: "Since you know that it is the noble prince, you are asked to stay, how can you still ......?"

Before he finished speaking, the scholar had already walked up to him, and with a flick of his hand, he seemed to have a thousand powers, and pushed him away.

This strong man, Chu Yi felt a strong attack, and in surprise, he intended to resist, so he stopped his conversation and stood stiff and upright. Unexpectedly, he was like a doll, and when he was gently pushed, he couldn't stand the force, staggered back a few steps, almost stepped on the air, and almost fell to the ground.

He was still there, his face flushed, and he was sullen in his chest, and the others had already rushed up to him when they saw this, and they couldn't stop shouting, and they made a gesture to take down the sergeant.

At this moment, a loud shout suddenly came from behind everyone: "All stand down! No rudeness!"

When everyone heard this, they hurriedly retreated to both sides and made way for the scholars.

Seeing this, Shizi smiled and said, "It's just extravagant and wasteful to come out to play, and engage in such a big battle!" However, it is quite polite to talk and do things. Come and don't be rude, I advise you, now hurry up and pack up, and go home as soon as possible! After a while, the mountain will be closed by heavy snow, and if you don't leave, you can only go up the mountain. Isn't it embarrassing for someone from the Kingdom of Jin to meet someone who is really real?"

When the words fell, everyone was silent, and even the Golden King was dumbfounded and couldn't make a sound.

They are all eunuchs, and they have naturally seen the world, so they will not be frightened by the words of the scholar who seems to be crazy. It's just that they just listened to Shizi and saw his distant back, and he slowly went to the sky.

Someone came to his senses, rubbed his eyes, and then slapped himself. As a result, he couldn't help but squat down, covering his mouth, and hissing in pain.

......

Halfway through noon, the sky in the area of Chang'an City is still bright.

In the streets and alleys, at the door of each house, there are bright red posters. In a few days, it will be Chinese New Year's Eve. The small workshops in the city were closed, and most of the stalls in the bazaar were removed. Only on both sides of the main road, some of the big shops are still open to welcome customers.

At this time, in an alley, there was a house with its door still open. Through the thick cotton curtains, the aroma of mutton came out from inside.

On a table by the window in the house, Yun Tian was holding a big bowl in one hand and pulling chopsticks in the other, snoring and eating a bowl of steaming mutton steamed buns. There was a slick jug on the table except for a jug of wine, which he had just taken from the banquet of the Golden Prince.

He didn't eat for a while, and as soon as he tilted his head, he saw the bottom of the bowl, then put down the bowl and chopsticks, lifted the wine jug again, and poured it into his mouth. Seeing that a line of wine did not enter Yuntian's mouth, he closed his mouth again, and his cheeks agitated left and right, and he swallowed it in one gulp.

"Hah!" Yun Tian let out a sigh of relief and said heartily, "The wine is clear, just right to clean up the mess!"

"Well, it's more like a cow chewing a peony, not elegant. There was a hunchbacked old man with a red nose sitting beside him, who was slowly breaking the pancake in his hand, and said with a smile.

"Haha! I'm a rough person, just eat and drink happily, why do you pay so much attention?" Yun Tian smiled and said, "Thank you to the old man, please help me break the cake, and toast you with the wine!" As he spoke, he picked up the wine jug and stretched out his hand to hand it to the old man.

The old man was not polite, he smiled, took out a small wine glass from his arms, rubbed it twice, and then freed up a hand and took the wine jug handed by Yuntian.

He tilted the body of the pot slowly, only to see a thin thread of wine coming out of the mouth of the pot, which was firmly caught by the wine glass. Seeing that the wine was about to pass the rim of the cup, the old man collected it in time, straightened the body of the pot, and the wine surface rippled at the mouth of the cup without overflowing.

The old man turned his head and put the wine jug firmly on the table, and did not spill any wine in the glass during the whole process.

"Good!" Yun Tian couldn't help but exclaim.

The old man smiled to himself, slowly sipped the wine in the cup, took half a cup of less, put down the glass again, sighed, and the wrinkles between his eyebrows seemed to stretch a little.

Yun Tian laughed and said, "Boss, look!" As he spoke, he raised the bowl and leaned towards his uncle.

"Got it, you wait. The old man took the bowl as he spoke, and with the wine glass in his other hand, he turned around and went to the back kitchen.

"More meat!"

"Don't worry! I won't drink your glass of wine for nothing! Hahaha!"