The dark sky scattered the catkins-like snow, which seemed to have a faint fragrance......

The snow floats leisurely, circling in the wind, chasing, when it comes, it is not clean, and when it falls, it is not shocked, but it renders the world into a white expanse.

A bright moon hangs above the middle sky, and Qiantang County at midnight has long been silent, except for the lame man who is still roaming the streets and alleys, shouting "The sky is dry, be careful of the fire candle", in this huge Qiantang County, I am afraid that only the young man with clear eyebrows has not slept peacefully.

He was like a stumbling disease, constantly staggering and whispering within a few steps, as if he had lost his soul, and he was like two people on weekdays.

Gentle and frugal, pure and kind, these eight words have already tortured the ruthless and vicious Bao Wenzheng to become thinner and thinner, and the pain is unspeakable......

This is different from the cautious words and deeds in the Shifting Flower Palace in the Embroidered Jade Valley, because the master of the Shifting Flower Palace can only observe words and colors after all, and it is also different from walking on thin ice in the world of Liaozhai, after all, the "demon wife and ghost concubine" cannot see people's hearts......

Deceive oneself as well as others!

Only by deceiving oneself can we deceive others, deceive Bai Suzhen, who can look at the past life, deceive the one who has practiced for nearly two thousand years, and deceive the Bai Suzhen who wants to repay the favor......

Unlike the flawless humility and courtesy of the Flower Shifting Palace, he just hid his arrogance in his heart and looked down on the crowd in the world with a condescending attitude, so that he didn't have to endure vulgarity......

is different from Ning Caichen's integrity and frugality, only because he lacks food and clothing in the bizarre world, and after meeting Nie Xiaoqian, he will "have no hesitation", knowing that he is a ghost and depends on life and death, just because it is a precarious world......

Snow?

The young man who fell into a slumber looked blankly at the vast world covered in silver outside the window, covering the withered plane trees and the green tiles on the roofs in the distance, as if he had hidden all the fireworks in the world.

It is so crystal clear, so pure and flawless, if it is lonely, I am afraid it is nothing more than it......

Gently pushed the doors and windows, and stood quietly in the courtyard in the wind and snow, allowing the biting chill to attack from the thin clothes, but sealing a few acupoints with his backhand, so that the true qi of "Ming Yugong" could only shrink into the dantian, and could not operate with the meridians around the body......

Bao Wen was standing quietly in the snow, letting the fluttering snowflakes fall on his hair and his hair buns, turning into ice water and falling on his body, and letting the wind and snow wash away all the sins of the past......

The silver candle autumn light is cold on the painting screen, the light Luo small fan flutters the fireflies, the night is as cool as water, and you can sit and watch the morning glory Vega.

This Du Mu's "Autumn Evening" slowly emerged from his heart, and the words passed by, and the young man who had stood quietly for a long time, with white hair and robes, changed his expression slightly, and slowly opened his eyes......

It was a pair of clear eyes, as clear as the water of the West Lake, and lingering with a gentle look, no longer the depth of the vicissitudes of life......

It was a smile like a warm spring breeze, like a weeping willow swaying in the wind, without the slightest far-fetchedness, and there was no grandeur in the past......

It was a gentle and thrifty young man, no different from ordinary people, the past was like a nightmare, and there was no concern after waking up, and there were no more ripples and hearts appearing......

He forgot what he shouldn't remember, Xu Xian Xu Hanwen, who didn't belong to this world, and he also remembered things that he should remember, at least he remembered that someone once called him Bao Wenzheng......

"Crape Myrtle Star ......"

At the same time, located in the former residence of the Shen family in Qiantang County, the fairy and graceful woman floated like an illusion, and she had already flashed through the door, looking up at the dim crape myrtle star above the sky, and she was anxious for a while......

"The crape myrtle star is dim, it can't be ......"

A thought that came to mind from the heart of the Tianchang Fairy was that the great change in his complexion was panic, just because if he could not welcome back the Emperor of the Zhongtian Arctic Ziwei, he would never return to the heavenly court.

"The winter is coming to an end, and the rain is ...... during the Qingming season During the Qingming Festival, the rain ......"

The woman who was alone, the woman who was fairy, stood quietly for a long time in the face of the heavy snowfall, letting the cold wind and delicate body pass by, and when the bun was fluttering, the face of the Tianchang fairy of the Seven Immortal Pavilion also showed a decisive color.

On the one hand, it is eternal to fall into the dust, and it will not be allowed to return to heaven for eternity, and it will always suffer from the "five decays of heaven and man"; on the other hand, it is to "carry" the Zhongtian Arctic Ziwei Emperor to return to the Lingxiao Palace, the Jade Emperor's reward is not to say, with the protection of the Ziwei Emperor, who dares to be rude to the Tianchang Fairy above this heavenly court!

It is the fairy Chang'e who has always admired herself with the lonely fang in the Guanghan Palace, and when she dances at the peach party in the future, she must also take a look at her own face.

The wind and snow blew all night, and the whole world was covered in silver, all covered and covered by snow, and in the courtyard of the Shen family's former residence, this fairy and graceful woman in green also stood all night......

Day after day, in the cold and biting north wind, ushered in the night of Chinese New Year's Eve, ushered in this day of universal celebration, and the former Jingguo Duke Anshi once had a poem "Yuan Ri", which was widely spread and popular: the sound of firecrackers was removed from the year old, and the spring breeze sent warmth into Tusu. Thousands of households always replace the new peach with the old one.

In the crisp sound of firecrackers, in the midst of everyone's smiles, and the old man sighs that time is no longer there, and when he looks at the childish child running and frolicking and showing a kind smile......

In the year of Xinyou, the eleventh year of Shaoxing in the Southern Song Dynasty, with the sound of gongs and drums in the son, the firecrackers resounded through the streets and alleys again, and the quiet Qiantang County in the past was even more lively, the candles were not extinguished all night, and every household sat around or drank, or chatted about the interesting things of the past, stayed up all night, stayed up all night to keep vigil.

"Hanwen, you're not too young, but there is a girl you like......"

Xu Jiaorong looked at Xu Hanwen, who was clear-eyed and handsome, and said with embarrassment: "You are the owner of Qingyutang, you have to find a good woman who is well-informed and knowledgeable." ”

"Yes, I think the daughter of Yang Yuanwai's family is good, and I asked someone to give me a message a few days ago. ”

Li Gongfu raised his glass and drank a cup with his wife and brother Xu Xian, and then smashed his mouth, hearing Xu Jiaorong mention Xu Xian's marriage, he said.

"No way!"

Xu Jiaorong glanced at Li Gongfu, frowned, and said angrily: "I heard a few days ago that that girl is against which scholars in Lin'an Mansion are chanting poems, how can she enter my Xu family!"

Although the Xu family is not a scholarly family, it is also a family house that has been innocent for generations, and it is categorically impossible to allow such a woman to enter.

"People just chant poems against each other, don't they just respond to your sentence of knowledge?"

Li Gongfu was extremely puzzled, so he opened his mouth to refute, and blurted out.

"I just can't say no!"

Xu Jiaorong didn't give an inch, it was a matter of Hanwen's family affairs, and she couldn't be sloppy at all, in case there was a little difference, how to face her parents under Jiuquan.

"Sister, brother-in-law, tonight is a good day to stay up and keep the New Year, and it is the first day of the Xinyou year......"

"Xu Xian" saw that Xu Jiaorong and Li Gongfu were going to argue about this matter again, so he hurriedly dissuaded him, diverted the topic elsewhere, and said kindly: "Spring returns to the earth, and Vientiane is renewed ......"

"Sister and brother-in-law Han Wenjing have a cup, I wish you a hundred years of good together, and love to the ......"

This remark can't talk about "dripping water", nor can it talk about "tongue and lotus", and the intention to change the topic is even more obvious, but it is exactly in line with Xu Xian Xu Hanwen, the young man who occasionally gets the fragments of medical books, the pure, simple and honest plainness and the past.

This "Xu Xian" doesn't even remember what will happen during this year's Qingming Festival, but he wants to take advantage of the Qingming Festival and the western suburbs to pay tribute to his parents, go to the West Lake, to enjoy the world-famous West Lake, and it seems that there is a very important thing, maybe a very important person, related to the West Lake......

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