Southern Song Dynasty, Hangzhou, streets, unitary time, there is snow.

The sky in the distance is white, but the sky near is hidden in the night with the white walls and tiles.

At this time, the street was very silent, and the passing cars and pedestrians were silent, and they quickened their pace, wanting to hurry home as soon as possible. Only the snowflakes falling from the sky made a secret and indescribable sound.

The children all hid under the eaves and played together, reaching out from time to time to catch one or two snowflakes, and then holding them in front of their partners, and when they opened them, the snowflakes had melted, and the children's hands were moistened and they were happy.

It seems that what they hold between the palms of their hands is not snowflakes, but happiness.

The falling snowflakes intoxicated Huang Rong, who was standing at the foot of the tavern steps and looking at the sky, until Yue Ziran put the fox fur on her and woke up.

"It's beautiful. Huang Rong said.

Yue Ziran let out a sigh of relief, reached out to catch a few snowflakes like a child, held them in front of Huang Rong, opened his palm and asked, "What do you guess this?"

Huang Rong blinked her smart eyes, didn't guess, but stared at the palm with a smile on her face.

After a few more snowflakes fell, Yue Ziran withdrew his palm and chuckled, "This is fate." In the vast world, I opened my palms at a certain moment, and they chose to fall into the palm of my hand to melt at this moment. In an instant, for each other, we all became special beings. ”

Yue Ziran stared at Huang Rong's eyes and chuckled: "Just like Nie Xiaoqian will meet Ning Caichen, Zhu Yingtai will meet Liang Shanbo, Bai Suzhen will meet Xu Xian, and Huang Rong will meet Yue Ziran." This is fate and cannot be changed. ”

Huang Rong smiled, although the snowflakes were so big that all the sounds had been drowned out, falling on his eyebrows like goose feathers, cutting off the eyes, Yue Ziran could still see the other party's smile.

"Okay," Yue Ziran reached out and slapped the snowflakes off Miss Huang's head, took her right hand, and walked up the stairs into the tavern. "It's time to eat. ”

The next day, Yue Ziran slept as usual until he had no sleep to sleep on, and then woke up. Opening the window, a gust of cold air came from the surface, making Yue Ziran shiver. The sky and the earth were snow-white, and only the bare tree trunks and the upturned eaves could still be seen. Although the weather was much brighter, it was still gloomy and did not clear up.

Yue Ziran went downstairs, Huang Rong was busy in the kitchen, Xiao Er was wiping the table, but the other figures were gone.

"What about the others?" Yue Ziran asked, reaching out to pick up the wine jug that someone had dropped on the table, shaking it, there was wine, and he was quite relieved in his heart, but the joy on his face had withered before it bloomed. Yue Ziran looked at Huang Rong from the kitchen, laughed dryly, handed the wine jug to Xiao Er, and pretended to naturally order it to be put away.

"I heard that someone was going to compete on the broken bridge, so they went to join in the fun. Xiaobai went to fetch water. Huang Rong handed a bowl of stewed soup to Yue Ziran and said at the same time.

Yue Ziran tasted it with a spoon, and immediately felt that the whole world was beautiful. This smell also attracted Qigong, who had just entered the door, and his old man quickened his pace, straddled opposite Yue Ziran, and said dissatisfiedly: "Stinky boy, what are you eating." Female doll, why are you carrying me behind my back to open a small stove for him. ”

Huang Rong knocked away his hand holding a spoon and stretched out to Yue Ziran's soup bowl, and said slightly: "Take it yourself, there are still some in the kitchen." Seeing Hong Qigong disappear into the door curtain in the blink of an eye, he still said uneasily: "Less serving, they are all medicinal foods made of precious medicinal herbs, and it will be a waste for you to eat." ”

"Qigong, who is competing in West Lake?" Yue Zi'an looked at the clean guest hall and asked suspiciously.

Qigong walked out again with the soup bowl, shook his head when he heard the words, and said, "I don't know, maybe it's just a few dolls playing around." Xiao Er leaned over and said, "I heard that it was said that Xiao He, the holy hand scholar, and Yan San, the prodigal son, were going to compete on the broken bridge. ”

"Huh?" Yue Ziran stopped what he was doing and asked suspiciously, "These two names are quite familiar." ”

"Of course," Xiao Er sat down and said with a look on his face: "The shopkeeper, these two people are not ordinary people, they are both descendants of the heroes of Liangshan back then, that Yan San is the descendant of the prodigal son Yan Qing, and Xiao He is the scholar of the holy hand scholar Xiao Rang." In this Hangzhou city, these two people are very famous. ”

Yue Ziran realized, no wonder it was so familiar, it turned out that he had heard it a lot.

"These two people used to be friends," gossip is really human nature, and Mu Ne's Xiaoer is no exception, he continued: "But since getting acquainted with Mu Qingzhu on the Qingzhu painting boat, the two have been ashamed of each other because of their jealousy, and they each look down on each other. I heard that they competed this time, and if anyone loses, they can't entangle Mu Qingzhu anymore. ”

Yue Ziran nodded and asked casually, "Is their martial arts competition very exciting?" ”

"Of course," Xiao Er stood up and gestured as he spoke, "I haven't seen Yan San, but I heard that Mo Xiaoshuang, the notorious flower-picking swordsman in Jiaxing Mansion, was killed by him. ”

"Ahem. Yue Ziran was suddenly choked, "What did you say?" With the help of Miss Huang, who was holding back a smile, she gasped fiercely, and continued to ask, "Mo Xiaoshuang, master and apprentice, was he killed?"

Xiao Er didn't know why the shopkeeper was so excited, but he still explained honestly: "Yes, the entire Hangzhou City Teahouse and Wine Shop has spread all over the place. It is said that Yan San traveled back and forth for more than 200 miles in one day at that time, and fought a decisive battle with Mo Xiaoshuang's master and apprentice on the drunken immortal tower in Jiaxing Mansion. ”

Yue Ziran was speechless.

Qigong understood the reason, and laughed: "This Yan San is really powerful, he actually killed Mo Xiaoshuang's apprentices, interesting, interesting." What's so powerful about that Holy Hand Scholar Xiao He?"

Xiao Er sat down and said: "The Holy Hand Scholar Xiao He is so powerful, that I and Xiao San have seen with our own eyes, we were still living in Nantang Village at that time, and we didn't go to the store to be a buddy." That year, the Jin State sent an envoy to our Great Song Dynasty to urge the payment of the annual tribute, and the army was stationed next to Nantang Village when it marched until night. However, as soon as they entered the village that night, they met Xiao He, who was out on a trip, and he rushed into the golden soldiers with a sword in his hand and a woodcutter with an axe, and cut down a large area with a few swings. The golden soldier was immediately frightened and rushed to the camp. Xiao He chased after him, and the two of them broke into the Jin camp all the time, stirring up a world upside down, and the frightened Jin envoy ran to Hangzhou City overnight, if it wasn't for a woodcutter dragging down, maybe Xiao He Xiao Gongzi would ride a horse and chase into Hangzhou City overnight. Xiao Er's eyebrows fluttered when he spoke, and after he finished speaking, he was still a little unsatisfied, and he didn't have his usual wooden appearance at all.

Yue Ziran touched his nose, that Yan San was a person who fished for fame and reputation, but Xiao He made him a little unable to see it thoroughly, at least he dared to break into the gold camp single-handedly, which showed that he was not a general.

Seeing Xiao Er's yearning expression, Yue Ziran ordered: "You go and prepare some ingredients, and then bring some wine," when he said this, he deliberately glanced at Miss Huang, and saw that she did not say anything against it, so he continued: "We will go boating on the West Lake in a while, and by the way, let you see their wonderful competition." ”

"Okay. Xiao Er responded happily, walked out a few steps, and turned back: "Shopkeeper, this store?"

"Let Grandma take care of it for a while, and when there are many drinkers at noon, the junior and they will probably come back. Yue Ziran said and turned his head and asked Qigong: "Let's go to the West Lake to enjoy the snow in a while, do you want to go Qigong?"

Qigong wiped his mouth clean after drinking the medicinal food, and said angrily: "You two dolls are talking about love, let me do something." My beggars still have a lot of work to attend to. Yue Ziran touched his nose, and after Qigong went out, he muttered, "It's just a polite gesture, and I don't really want to take you there." ”

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