The white-haired man sat on the threshold with a smile, so familiar yet so strange. Maybe everyone had thought about this scene before them, maybe everyone didn't dare to think about it, but on New Year's Eve, he really came back, returning home in the snow.
Qin Fang looked at Guiliu infatuatedly. Her son seemed to be stronger than the last time they met. Should this journey be called a test or a tribulation? But he really did it. From a voluptuous good-for-nothing prince to becoming the tenth great master in martial arts, people in the world no longer wanted to believe it, but they had to pinch their noses and admit that the greatest dude in the world, practiced martial arts. He has developed such an amazing skill that he can actually fight against the white-clothed boxing immortal and be in an invincible position.
Just like every time he returned home after being away from home for thousands of miles, Guiliu looked at his sister at the first sight. Even though she was calm at the moment, he still saw an unprecedented gaffe in her.
"Did you leave Jiannan Shaochun for me?" Guiliu smiled at her.
Gui Qing hesitated and said coldly: "Why should I keep it for you?"
Hu Meizi quietly tugged on her sleeve, and even Gui Qi thought it was his daughter who was showing off her temper again. Taozhi's face was slightly cold. Only Qin Fang and Gui Liu, one smiled softly and said nothing, and the other didn't know. His eyes were red.
One day, Qin Fang came to Gui Qing and said many heartfelt words. After Qin Fang left, she quietly turned back and saw her daughter sitting in the pavilion with her head buried deeply.
Some deep feelings are silent, moistening things silently, flowing unknowingly into the heart that coldly shuts out everything.
What is the most terrifying thing for Geiliu? It wasn't that she was almost beaten to death by a drunkard in Qingqian City, but it was because she was afraid of the Jiannan Shaochun she was protecting with her life, so she didn't take a sip. It was like the bracelet she had given away as a gift, after three years of hard work, was smashed to pieces by her.
Gui Liu looked at Gui Qi with a smile, "Dad, why do you feel like you've gained weight again?"
Then he suddenly realized, "I understand, it turns out that no one is competing with you for meat."
"That's just right, my son is back."
It was a very light word, but it hit Gei Qi's heart very hard. "Smelly boy." The man with gray hair lowered his head and rubbed his eyes, saying to himself: "Where can there be such a strong wind and sand..."
He slammed the table violently, causing scalding juice to splash out of the hot pot. Gui Qi shouted loudly: "What are you doing standing there in a daze? Hurry up and get to the table!"
Qin Fang suddenly frowned, her tone suddenly cold, "Where is Si Zhi?"
Guiliu leaned half of his body towards the door and said leisurely: "My mother is already angry, why don't you come in?"
Everyone present saw Guiliu staggering, as if... he was kicked?
Then a woman who beauties said was truly beautiful and fragrant appeared next to Gui Liu. She was dressed in snow-white just like Gui Liu. She was holding a round white cat on her chest, and her temperament was unconventional. Those charming and beautiful bright red eyes add a bit of enchantment.
She put the white cat down, and it was easy to see that she was nervous. However, as a woman from a wealthy family, she had a magnanimous manner and calmly blessed everyone.
Qin Fang took a long breath. Patting his chest, he said, "I scared my mother to death. She thought you and Sizhi had a fight, and then you came back to celebrate the New Year alone."
Guiliu blinked, why did he feel that what he said was a bit inappropriate?
Qin Fang seemed to be able to understand his thoughts, and smiled and said: "If that were the case, you wouldn't have to come back to celebrate the New Year."
Guiliu twitched at the corner of his mouth, it was a family where women were superior to men, but there was nothing that could be done about it. The only blame was that he had an unsatisfactory father. If his father's status was higher than his mother's, then the son would naturally be in a better position.
The round table was not big to begin with, but suddenly two more people squeezed in, making it a little crowded, but it gave it a more New Year feel.
Gui Liu had already spotted a piece of beef that was about to be cooked in the hot pot. As soon as he took the chopsticks from Qin Fang's hand, he was like fishing, so fast that Gui Qi couldn't react at all, and could only watch him. The beef that comes off the pot is stuffed into your mouth.
Guiliu swallowed it in one gulp and laughed loudly, "Serve the wine!"
Because today is New Year's Eve, every family has a reunion dinner, so all the maids who should go home go home. This is the first of its kind in the Dajing Dynasty. Unknowingly, there was no wine on the table, except for the jar of Jiannan Shaochun that Gui Qing drank alone. Qin Fang stood up and said, "I'll get the wine."
"There's half a jar left, so you don't need to drink so much wine at noon."
The person who said this was none other than Gui Qing, who had been drinking all day long.
Under Gui Liu's surprised gaze, Gui Qing pushed Jian Nan Shaochun in front of him.
Knowing that his younger sister always drank heavily with her head raised, Gei Liu was flattered and joked: "Don't you dislike me?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Guiqing handed him another cup.
"Of course I dislike you, but you can't dislike me."
Gui Liu was stunned, but Gui Qing had already taken the initiative to get up and pour him wine.
The two drank half a jar of Jiannan Shaochun together.
Just as a gust of cold wind blew through the curtains, Gui Liu immediately lowered his head and rubbed his red eyes, whispering softly: "There is sand in my eyes..."
Since the beginning of spring in the 16th year of Yongshuang, this New Year's Eve ushered in a long-awaited light snowfall.
The light snow fell quietly, and the capital was quietly dyed white. After the reunion dinner, there were still several hours before the New Year's Eve dinner and the banquet of the ministers in the evening. Qin Fang left Wang Sizhi and Qingxue to clean up the dishes, while Gui Liu returned to the palace with her three maids, rubbing her bulging belly. Went to enjoy the snow.
Walking on the bluestone road where the light snow has melted, holding a peach branch in her left hand and a golden gardenia in her right hand, Gui Liu, with the help of some wine, whispered: "There are clouds thousands of miles away, and there is dusk snow on thousands of mountains, who are the shadows going to?"
Taozhi smiled and said softly: "When a goose hunter catches a goose, he kills it. The one that escapes from the net screams in grief and cannot go away, so he throws himself to the ground and dies. Asking what love is in the world, it teaches you the promise of life and death. .”
Guiliu let her slender jade hands reach into the lapel of his clothes and said to himself: "Back then, I walked a long way to Longzhou alone. I met a wild goose catcher on the beach there. It's a bit funny to say it, but... He taught me how to sing the words.”
Recalling the past, Guiliu's eyes were in a trance, and he whispered softly: "In those days, I missed home, but I didn't dare to miss home. Only when I read this poem every day can my heart calm down. So many years have passed, and I remember that I was still there Longzhou brothel heard the singer sing this song, not just about her skill, but the story for the listener."
Taozhi asked with a smile: "What story?"
Guiliu didn't smile, and flicked her eyebrows hard with his fingers. His tone was a little cold, "I still ask the same question even though I know it. If you die in Frost Flower City at that time, I will definitely forget you completely. I will definitely do it. Life and death depend on each other." , go to hell.”
Jin Zhi looked careless, and Gui Liu suddenly pinched her waist hard, "She didn't say anything about you, right? You should also listen carefully to what I said to Taozhi. If you let me, the master, worry about you again, , I will punish you severely."
Taozhi's invading hands never rested, and she touched Geiliu's warm and powerful chest. As one of the world's best murderous warriors, she was very familiar with the flow of breath. After quietly touching a certain place, she narrowed her eyes and pressed slightly hard. .
Guiliu's body stiffened immediately, and then he felt that his legs were weak. Fortunately, Jin Zhi held him up and did not fall down.
"Although Your Highness has the luck of Confucianism, Buddhism and Taoism, his body is as brittle as tissue paper. The servant just pressed it lightly. If you encounter those masters who are good at assassination in the future, Your Highness should be careful."
Guiliu stood firm and said seriously: "How to temper your body?"
Taozhi thought for a while, then suddenly leaned close to Guiliu's ear and whispered softly: "I know a method of dual cultivation. If Your Highness is interested, why not..."
Jin Zhi pulled the peach branch away and said with a sneer: "The fox's tail is going to rise to the sky. Let's collect the smell."
Taozhi was not annoyed and smiled sweetly, "Ah, sister Jin Zhi is jealous. Your Highness, why don't you try to calm her down?"
Another way of saying this is: "Hey! Come and eat."
The tip of the needle is facing the wheat awn, the rose flow is caught in it, and there are sharp eyes on both sides.
"Presumptuous! What are you fighting for?"
Guiliu fell back and lay directly in the snow, picked up a piece of dead grass and chewed it in his mouth, and said leisurely: "Taozhi, will your song and dance be included in the banquet of the ministers tonight?"
Taozhi lay beside him very casually and said hum.
Seeing that Jin Zhi didn't want to lie down, Gui Liu grabbed her sleeve and forced her to plop down next to him.
"That's very good. Let them open their eyes. What does it mean to be the leader of the three thousand dancers in the Jiaofang Division? The title of the best dancer in the world must be the maid next to my master."
"Jin Zhi, in a few days Jiangnan Gold Thread Manufacturing Bureau will send over half-made clothes. I can't trust their sewing skills, so I'll leave the embroidery of the python robe to you. Time is still tight. You can do it in the next few days. Let’s get started.”
Jin Zhi hummed and said softly: "I would like to ask if your Highness has any important arrangements."
Guiliu hesitated for a moment, but still did not intend to hide it, and said softly: "After the New Year, there is a high possibility that I will go to the Dafeng Dynasty. I may leave on the fifteenth day of the first lunar month. The national master and my mother planned a game of chess for me. There are many things over there that need to be solved by me as the crown prince myself."
Taozhi was speechless, his eyes red.
Jin Zhi was silent for a long time, and couldn't help but whisper: "So it's your Majesty's and your Majesty's wishes?"
"If you want to ascend the throne and claim the title of emperor, this trip to Dafeng is a must." Guiliu looked blankly at the snowy sky and said softly: "I have no ambition to expand the territory and leave a name in history, nor do I have any ambitions for that dragon chair. I'm not interested. I don't want to know who the emperors of the past dynasties are or what their relationship is with me. Whenever I go to the ancestral temple, I can't tell you the tablets of several emperors. My father introduces them to me over and over again, and I pay tribute to each one. Xiang knelt down and worshiped. Besides being a god, the second most boring thing in the world is to be an emperor. Look at how tired my father is every day. If he could be nourished and pure, he wouldn’t be such a common man now. His hair was still wet when I left. He is not completely white. He has only been home for a few months and his head is already completely white. I am the only boy in my family. If I don’t sit on that dragon chair, my father will have to be restrained in that position until he dies of old age, so I Who will do it if I don't do it? Is it possible to hand over the country that generations of ancestors have worked hard to build to people with other surnames? If I can come back alive during my trip to the Dafeng Dynasty, I will definitely ascend the throne and proclaim the emperor before the age of thirty. That Then my father will be able to rest and be with my mother every day. My father has suffered more hardships than I have ever eaten. As a son, there is no reason not to share the burden for him."
Seeing that the two girls were in a low mood, Guiliu said with a smile: "Okay, let's not talk about these troublesome things during the Chinese New Year. It's still early in the evening. I'll call Qingxue later and let's go out for a walk in the city together?"
Taozhi and Jin Zhi snorted at the same time, but their moods were still not high.
The journey to the Dafeng Dynasty is long and dangerous. When will we return?
Guiliu sat cross-legged, a cold wind blew by, and the snow fell on the trees like plum blossoms.
"Jin Zhi, please leave the spare mourning clothes in front of my bed tomorrow."
Gui Liu closed his eyes, his mind as clear as the bottom of a stream. He slowly hummed a song, and his sadness poured out from the deep pool in his heart and became more and more intense.
"Don't come here in the middle of spring, when your eyes are tender and your heart is broken, and the fallen plum blossoms are as chaotic as snow, and you are still full even if you brush them."
The most compassionate and righteous thing about immortals is that they allow people to preserve their souls after death so that they can be reincarnated. After the Taoist companions of the Immortal monks pass away, they often come to the secular dynasty to look for their Taoist companions in this life. Some are together again, and some can only stop and watch from a distance, silently accompanying her from life to life.
But no matter what, as long as we can see each other again, that would be the best.
But she was different. Her soul burned away bit by bit and completely disappeared from this world.
Tomorrow I will visit the grave and offer wine at the door.
