"Sister, sister!"
Zhongli Ruoshui put down his pen and looked up, and saw his sister Zhongli Ruohhua running in with two bunches of candied haws in hand.
She arched her eyebrows, took a bunch of candied haws from Zhongli Ruohua's hand, and took a small lick.
A touch of sweetness, a touch of coolness.
"What's wrong?"
"Tonight, the Confucian Temple in Lizhou City will hold a Lantern Festival Festival. Do we want to go and watch the excitement?"
Zhongli Ruoshui was slightly startled.
Literary meeting?
Yes, every year during festivals such as the Mid-Autumn Festival and Lantern Festival, cultural gatherings are held in many places in Ningguo.
In the past, I liked to go and read it, because many good poems were always born there inadvertently.
but now……
After Li Chenan's poems appeared, she suddenly found that she had no interest in this kind of writing.
It’s not that I look down on the world’s literati.
But Li Chenan's poems are indeed like a majestic mountain, which makes students all over the world look forward to it and sigh.
At least no one can surpass him yet.
After reading his poems and essays, it is difficult to appreciate other poems and essays.
It's like being used to eating delicacies from mountains and seas, but having a hard time swallowing simple meals.
"Sister won't go."
Zhong Liruohua licked the candied haws, tilted his head and thought, "Then I won't go either."
"Don't you like that kind of excitement?"
Zhong Liruo's little mouth pouted: "Without my brother-in-law on stage to recite poems and compose poems, the excitement would be very boring."
"correct,"
Zhongli Ruohua approached her sister and asked in great anticipation: "Do you know where your brother-in-law is?"
"Do you know when he can come to Lizhou?"
Zhongli Ruoshui rubbed his sister's head and took a bite of the candied haws, "I don't know yet."
She turned to look out the window at the white snow.
"He...it depends on when the Jiangnan matter will be resolved."
"But when he arrives in Lizhou, it will be the season of spring and flowers blooming."
Zhongli Ruohua was thoughtful, then he raised his little hand and counted, "Spring is warm and flowers are blooming... Peach blossoms bloom in March and April... This is only the fifteenth day of the first lunar month... Doesn't it take two or three months for him to arrive? ?”
"Absolutely. Why do you always care about him so much?"
Zhong Liruohua tilted his little head and thought carefully, "I want to compare with him how tall I am."
"...Is it different from me?"
"no the same!"
"Why?"
"Didn't my mother say it in her letter? If I could reach his shoulders, I would almost be able to marry him."
"..." Zhongli Ruoshui was speechless. She glared at her sister, "You are still young, go and practice martial arts. Don't think about whether you have it or not."
"Well, I'm going to practice martial arts right now."
Zhongli Ruoshui didn't expect that his sister would be so obedient today, so when he saw Zhongli Ruoshui taking it seriously, he turned around and walked out.
He also left a sentence——
"Grandpa Yuan said that all the masters from Shuzhou have gone to Jiangnan."
"I suspect they are not good for my brother-in-law!"
"I want to practice martial arts well and protect you and my brother-in-law in the future!"
When Zhongli Ruohua finished speaking, he had already arrived at the door.
She suddenly stopped and turned around, "Sister, I think instead of waiting here for my brother-in-law... we should wait until the end of February to go to Jiangnan. Maybe we can meet him on the road."
"how?"
"No!"
"Why? Wouldn't you be able to meet your lover earlier this way?"
"He came to Shuzhou for one more thing."
"What's the matter?"
"Take back the eldest son of the emperor!"
Zhong Liruohua pouted his lips and shrugged his shoulders, looking quite like a young adult:
"If you ask me, he will become the emperor directly!"
"Make you the queen and me the concubine... There won't be any conflicts between us sisters in the harem, right?"
"I won't get jealous with you. The worst I can do is let him stay in your palace for two more nights..."
"Didn't you say that everything will be happy with your family?"
"Let's give him a big empire and a big family!"
"Grandma will be happy when she is in heaven. I guess the peach blossoms on the Peach Blossom Mountain will bloom more beautifully!"
Zhongli Ruoshui was slightly startled and glared at his sister:
"What have you been reading lately? Don't think about it!"
"What kind of nonsense is this? Didn't he marry a third sister during Taizu's time?"
"Don't bully me for not understanding!"
"As a sister, you can't be so selfish!"
"They say good things don't go to outsiders... My brother-in-law is so powerful, do you still want to have him all to yourself?"
Zhongli Ruohua glared at Zhongli Ruoshui without showing any signs of weakness, "Then Miss Xiao is not necessarily a fuel-efficient lamp!"
"What a fire, Miss Xiao may come from behind!"
"you……!"
Zhong Liruohua made a face and ran away.
Zhongli Ruoshui sighed slightly and sat in front of the window again.
Looking at the snow outside the window and biting the candied haws, I suddenly felt a little sour.
For a moment, she smiled.
There was a hint of sadness in that smile.
Lifting the pen and putting it down on the paper——
There is dust in the eyes and the world is narrow,
There is nothing in my heart and my bed is wide!
It would be good if that Miss Xiao could accompany Chen An for the rest of her life.
…
…
Li Chenan, who was missed by Zhongli Ruoshui, was still in Zhouyuan at this moment.
Still in the courtyard of the main courtyard.
The snow remains.
It's just that there was a bonfire lit in the patio.
A huge pot hung above the bonfire.
Hot smoke was coming out of the pot, and the scent of dog meat spread in the wind.
The lid of the coffin has not yet been lifted.
The cocoon on Yan Jidao's body became more brilliant and shrunk a lot.
For a moment, there seemed to be a crisp sound of "pop", and the dazzling cocoon suddenly broke.
But it didn't dissipate.
Instead, they all entered Yan Jidao's body.
He opened his eyes.
The fatigue on his face has disappeared.
He shrugged his nose and stood up from the ground, but did not go to the bonfire.
He came to the coffin, squatted next to Xiaoqin, and gently picked up Xiaoqin from the snow.
"The ground is too cold, which is not good for your health."
He carried Xiaoqin to the bonfire, placed Xiaoqin on a chair, and said very softly:
"Don't worry, Xiaojian will be fine."
Xiaoqin wiped the tears on her face, looked at Yan Ji and said:
"Master...brother, he...is he really going to be fine?"
Yan Jidao nodded, rubbed Xiaoqin's head, and smiled slightly:
"Of course, because the young man who saved Xiaojian has unparalleled medical skills!"
This sentence seemed to give Xiaoqin a great relief, and her beautiful eyes suddenly lit up:
"Master, what's that boy's name?"
"His name is Xiao Wu, and he is an orphan like you, but he lives a very serious life...I mean his attitude towards life is very serious."
"He was also disabled...he was deaf-mute, but he never gave up on himself, let alone his love for life."
"When he comes out later, you will know when you see his eyes."
"In the future...Master hopes that you and Xiao Jian can be like Xiao Wu."
"Your revenge has been avenged. There is still a long way to go in the future."
Xiaoqin lowered her head and whispered with extremely low self-esteem: "But, but I don't have the legs to walk."
Yan Jidao looked at Xiaoqin with eyes full of love.
In Li Chenan's eyes, he saw the pain and helplessness hidden deep in the love.
Even if he is a great master, he cannot give Xiaoqin a pair of legs that can walk freely.
So he also looked at Xiaoqin, thought for a moment and said:
"No!"
"If your heart has wings, you can control the wind thousands of miles away; if your dreams are boundless, why should you be afraid of the stars and the sea?"
"You have your brother Xiaojian, and us."
"Your brother Xiaojian and us are your legs!"
"As long as you think about it, the flowers of the four seasons will bloom for you!"
Xiaoqin's eyes suddenly lit up.
She turned around and saw the plum tree in the corner.
The snow is still heavy.
The plum blossoms are blooming like fire.
