The sky became overcast again at dusk, and as soon as it became dark, snowflakes fell overwhelmingly.
The weather was cold in the Fifth Feng period, and snowflakes fell on the ground in layers, and soon they spread all over the ground.
No caravan travelers chose to travel in such a cold season. The wine shop in Fifth Feng was empty. The owner's family of four had prepared enough food for the winter. The cat was in the wine shop and rarely went out.
Two dim lights at the door of the restaurant were on all night long, and the dim light swayed in the blur of snow.
The owner of the shop, wrapped in a sheep's fur, filled the stable with enough grain and firewood, and then returned to the room with his hands clucking. A mist of white mist spewed out in front of him, and he was shivering from the cold: "Oh, what a day! it's too cold."
The woman took off the sheep fur from the owner's body, took a small broom to sweep away the floating snow, and whispered: "It's such a cold day, and the Chinese New Year is almost here, no one will come to stay, let's live in peace and quiet." Have a good New Year.”
The shop owner turned around and looked at the big kang. The heat on the big kang was very warm, and a son and a daughter were sleeping soundly. He thought for a moment and said, "When the snow stops in a few days, I will send you and the children back to Dunhuang. You haven't returned to your parents' home for a long time."
The woman paused her hands and said in surprise: "It's the new year, why do you think of letting us marry our parents' family? We are all dead, what should you do?"
The shop owner took a breath of hot air and rubbed his hands: "Why can't I celebrate the New Year alone?"
The woman shook her head: "No, you are hiding something from me."
The shop owner touched the woman's somewhat rough face and said, "Look, what are you thinking about? I just want you to celebrate the Chinese New Year with your father and mother. If you are worried, I will also go back on the first twenty-nine days." "
The woman felt relieved and nodded: "Okay, I'll pack my things when I get up early tomorrow morning."
The shop owner glanced at the endless falling snow outside, with no intention of stopping for a moment. The road was slippery in the snow, which was not a good time to rush. No matter how anxious he was, he couldn't take the risk at this time.
He nodded: "Okay, then pack it up slowly and bring more meat back to honor my father and mother."
The woman smiled brightly: "I know you are filial."
It was late at night, and the lights in the house were turned off. The woman and children were asleep, but the owner of the shop was tossing and turning like pancakes on the big kang, unable to fall asleep.
The snowflakes whirling from top to bottom suddenly changed direction and became messy. A figure flashed quickly outside the dark window.
The shop owner sat up alertly, tiptoed against the door, and listened to what was going on outside.
There were three long and two short knocks on the door, like a shadow of anxiety and fear, which instantly seized his mind.
He calmed down for a moment and suddenly opened the door.
A sharp dagger, radiating with cold light, was quickly placed on his neck. The expression on his face did not change, and he lowered his voice and said, "The children are asleep, don't wake them up."
The visitor was dressed in pitch black and braved the biting cold air. Seeing that there was no one else behind the shop owner, he put away his dagger and said in a loud voice: "Close the door and follow me."
The two people walked into the night and walked around to the low wall of the backyard. The shadows completely covered their figures.
The ground was covered with a deep layer of snow, but neither of them left any footprints along the way.
The visitor took out a small paper bag from his pocket and handed it to the shop owner: "Try to get it into Li Sheng's food."
The shop owner paused for a moment and then said: "Li Sheng is being held in the bunker of the fortress. I can't get close to him at all."
The visitor's expression turned cold: "The Holy Lord has strictly ordered that Li Sheng must be eliminated, no matter what method you use."
The shop owner showed hesitation: "I, there are all masters in the Fifth Beacon now, I, I can't do it."
The visitor sneered: "I think you have a wife and a child, so you think you are a clean person. Don't forget who gave you everything you have now. What was given to you back then can be taken back now."
The shop owner's face changed severely, and the fear that had been in his heart for many years was about to burst out again. He retracted his hands in his sleeves and held them tightly. He lowered his head and said, "Yes, I will obey the Holy Lord's decree."
The visitor calmed down and said calmly: "In three days, I will come to collect Li Sheng's body." He paused slightly and threatened: "If I don't see Li Sheng's body, then you will see You know what you are getting at."
The shop owner gritted his teeth, his eyes bursting with blood, and he managed to speak out the word "yes" calmly.
The visitor didn't say anything more, stepped on the adobe wall, and jumped over the top of the wall, so lightly that the snow on the top of the wall was not stained.
The shop owner stood in the shadows for a long time before sighing and turning back to his room.
As soon as he opened the door, he saw a woman sitting on the edge of the kang, staring at him with sleepy eyes.
The shop owner's heart skipped a beat and he was startled: "Why, I'm awake."
The woman said in a daze: "I'm thirsty. Get up and drink some water. What are you doing?"
The owner of the shop looked calm: "The snow was too heavy. I was afraid that the stable would collapse, so I went out to take a look."
The woman used a small broom to sweep away the snow on the shopkeeper's shoulders, and kept complaining: "You said you are a person who doesn't put on a coat when you go out, just wear a single shirt. Who will take care of you if you get frostbite?" Isn’t it still me? I don’t know how to feel sorry for others at all.”
The shop owner touched the woman's hand, hugged her and got into the warm bed together, hiding all his thoughts, and said with a smile: "Okay, I was wrong, go to sleep quickly."
After an unknown amount of time, the shop owner suddenly opened his eyes and looked down at the sleeping woman in his arms. He stared at the simple walls with wide eyes. He couldn't sleep.
He touched the woman's smooth back. This life was so good, he hadn't had enough.
Although he looked honest and dull, his heart was very clear.
He joined the sect early and knew a lot. As a hidden thorn that would not be easily activated, he knew too many secrets that were inconsistent with his identity. It was only a matter of time before he was silenced.
But he was unwilling to do so. The good life of having children and a daughter had just begun, how could it be ruined just like that?
He closed his eyes and made a plan.
Early the next morning, it was just dawn and the snow that had been falling all night had stopped.
The snow on the ground was up to the ankles. The branches of the withered poplar trees were broken by the snow, and the dark broken branches fell all over the ground.
There are few people in Fengsui, and there are not even half a footprint on the large tracts of snow. It is a clean white expanse without any variegation. When the sun falls on it, the silver light on the snow sparkles. It is spectacular at first glance. People marvel.
It also snows in Chang'an City, and sometimes it snows very heavily, filling the sky with snow for many days in a row, but it is not so fascinating and beautiful.
There are many people in the city, and the ground is warm. The snow melts quickly when it falls on the ground. It is rare to accumulate a thin layer. The rotten leaves, soil and snow are mixed with people, horses and carts. It has been dirty for a long time and cannot be seen.
Xie Mengxia ran a few crazy laps in the snow, rolled a few times, shouted a few times, and did not forget to wave to Leng Linjiang: "Yungui, come on, let's have a snowball fight and build a snowman, just like That’s what we did when we were kids.”
Leng Linjiang was almost going crazy. He ran wildly in the snow. When he fell, he was covered in snow without patting him. Instead, he rolled up snowballs and threw them at Xie Mengxia. While doing so, he shouted to Yao Yao: "Ah Yao, come on, come on. It is not a sin to bully His Highness the King of Han at this time."
Yao Yao stood under the old tree with his hands folded and looked at her with a smile. She did not move.
"Why don't you go?" A faint smiling voice suddenly came from behind her, her shoulders sank, and a cloak that still contained body heat hugged her.
Yao Yao didn't look back, smiled, and exhaled a faint white mist: "It's too cold, I don't want to move."
Han Changmu didn't know what he was thinking of, and suddenly asked Xie Mengxia loudly: "When His Highness was young, would it snow so heavily in Chang'an City?"
Xie Mengxia was so excited to play that he was sweating all over his head and body, and a faint white mist rose up. He laughed heartily and wantonly: "Of course, there are too many people in the palace, which is not fun. There are few adults in Yeting. Snow is just like this.”
Han Changmu lowered his head and pulled away Yao Yao's raised hand. It was only today that he noticed that the traces of frostbite on his hands were old and new.
He rubbed his hands in his palms and breathed in the hot air: "Is it very cold in Yeting?"
Yao Yao seemed to have a desire for revenge, and raised his eyelids: "There is no fire kang in the Yeting. I have to wear all my clothes when I sleep at night. When I wake up in the morning, my eyelashes are covered with frost. There is no hot water in the Yeting, so it is clean." Wash your clothes with your hands, but the water has frozen your bones. You have to kneel when someone asks you to do so in Ye Ting. No matter what is in front of you, the ice particles dig into your flesh and your legs are no longer yours. The steamed buns and porridge in Ye Ting , the soup cakes are all covered with ice, and the lining of the coat is filled with reed flowers and straw." She paused, her eyes slightly twitching, and slowly looked at Han Changmu: "The prince has never tried to walk through ice and snow barefoot. "
Han Changmu felt heartbroken when he heard this, and asked in a trembling voice: "So, you tried your best to leave Yeting, so you went to the Beiya Forbidden Army."
Yao Yao looked at each other steadily and said stiffly: "Being beaten to death is better than being tortured to death."
Han Changmu immediately hugged Yao Yao into his arms.
He understood her, understood all her stubbornness and coldness, and understood her stubbornness in refusing to settle for the next best thing.
The world was very quiet. Xie Mengxia and Leng Linjiang had stopped going crazy long ago and were hiding under another old tree with a crooked neck to watch the excitement.
This is a once-in-a-lifetime excitement. After returning to Beijing, they have first-hand gossip information. It feels like, tsk tsk tsk, no fool would not read it.
"Ah Yao, Ah Yao, you can eat the red fruit or not." Xu Xiangli roared at an inappropriate time, breaking the silence. When he saw Han Changmu and Yao Yao hugging each other, he was not surprised, nor was he embarrassed after ruining the atmosphere. , still shouting carelessly: "Ah Yao, do you want to eat the red fruit?"
Han Changmu quickly let go of Yao Yao. Seeing the malicious smiles on Xie Mengxia and Leng Linjiang's faces, he pursed his lips and asked, "The red fruit is frozen and snowy. This is a rare thing. Where did it come from?"
Xu Xiangli smiled and said: "Zhu Rong sent someone to deliver it. He said it was bought from Fangpan City when changing defense."
