The sun has passed halfway up the mountain, and half of it is exposed outside, staining the sky with bright red clouds.
Tianzhu Peak is towering, and the temperature gets cooler as you go up. The heavy snow that fell at the end of the year has not completely melted even after five or six days on the top of the mountain. Now, with the clusters of sunset glow lining the sky, it is even more... It's intoxicating.
"Sister, if you could see this scene, you would probably have to recite to me the rhyme I wrote when I went to the Lake Pavilion in the Black Mountains near Beijing to watch the snow." He suddenly said in the middle of the night, "I can't believe it. The snow scene in the south is also so eye-catching.”
"It's not common to see snow in the south. This year is also strange. It's snowing so heavily, so the scenery must be good." Ye Xiayou raised her head, looking like she was enjoying herself even though she couldn't see. Her dull eyes were looking at her in front of her. The scenery that should be in the memory.
"It's still far worse than in the north." Ye Sangeng said, "The snow over there is heavy and fast, and it's been a long time since it snowed here. I wonder if there will be any wonderful people who go to Heishan Lake Pavilion to cook wine in the snow this year. .”
Ye Xiayou didn't answer any more, causing Ye Sangen to look up at her.
Ye Xiayou spoke in a lonely tone, and suddenly said in a direction she didn't even know: "The Lantern Festival lanterns in Beijing this year should be no worse than in previous years."
Ye San, who knew his sister's thoughts, couldn't help but feel dumb.
"Third watch, I miss home again."
After being away from the world for three years and then reentering the world, it was extremely exciting to think about the situation that the two siblings had gone around for more than half a month along the way.
At first, it was just to ask for an explanation for the young man in Lixia City who had no father, no mother, and finally no aunt. Later, he just wanted to go home and have a look.
Once a person has a goal, the most comfortable thing is to keep going.
It’s just that homesickness is the most intense, the most timid, and even more impatient.
The problem that the two siblings had been deliberately avoiding was finally raised with a tacit understanding at this time.
"Actually, thinking about it, I'm being pretentious. Aren't we just going home? Why are we talking so much?"
But it was Ye Xiayou who expressed relief.
Midnight was stunned for a moment, and then said: "As soon as this matter is over, I will find a fast horse. It can take as long as half a month or as little as ten days. I will be home soon."
When the conversation arrived, the two siblings started chatting about their daily routine.
Ye Xie said: "Did you say that dad went up the mountain? Why did you say that I was still there to accompany him before? Now he is alone, which is quite pitiful."
In fact, Ye Sangen, who had some extreme thoughts in his heart, curled his lips and said: "As long as you have wine, will he be pitiful?"
Naturally hearing the imperceptible complaint in his younger brother's tone, Ye Xiayou raised his hand and flicked his head, pretending to scold: "If you continue talking nonsense, you will be kicked out of the house."
She didn't take her sister's joking scolding seriously at all. Ye Sangen also fell into deep thought and said, "Do you think my dad's head is muddled by alcohol? The old man wanted to pass the position to dad, even if it wasn't hereditary. He is a substitute, but after all, he is a man who can gain a lot of success in the world. If he had agreed, what happened before would not be the same as what is happening now."
Ye Xiayou leaned over and had another headache. She laughed and cursed: "I think you are confused. Whatever comes to mind is what you think. Do you think that big family should be so easy to get along with?" Then she sighed and she He added, "I'm afraid no one can guess what Dad is thinking except our mother. Just what Dad said, 'Just leave a pot of wine in this life, drunken the world, drunken the world, drunk forever' can make the old man pass the throne to He stopped thinking, I don’t think there is anyone here. We don’t understand, but since the old man who can’t bear to be disrespectful in his eyes can understand, it means that the father is right. With the old man’s temperament, if the father said something wrong, he would have been beaten long ago. Woke up."
Seemingly thinking of something interesting, Ye San Geng asked: "Who do you think would win in a fight between the old man and dad?" After asking, he suddenly thought of the scene where two father and son, both over a hundred years old together, started fighting, and he I couldn't help but laugh first.
Ye Xiayou seemed to be imagining the scene where his father and the old man would fight. He smiled and said: "You, you, if my father hits you, will you fight back? What are you thinking about in your head every day?"
In the middle of the night, he laughed twice and said, "Isn't it okay to just have fun?"
"Well, I don't know if dad and the old man made any move that night." Ye Xiayou suddenly said, having started to reminisce, "The two of them were more stubborn than the other."
"Okay, okay, what are you thinking about?" Ye Sangeng interrupted, "Didn't the girl in the courtyard send a message saying that dad was fine?"
"Those girls just fooled you. How can I let them know if there is really something wrong with dad?" As he spoke, Ye Xiayou sighed and said gloomily: "At midnight, I really miss dad."
Ye Sangeng smiled bitterly and stopped talking.
Apart from my deceased mother, the only person closest to me in this world is my father.
Thinking of the man who was drunk all day long, I felt a little uncomfortable in the middle of the night.
Ye Mingeng has been estranged from his father since he was a child. At first, all he knew about his father was that he remembered that this slovenly man whom he called father had nothing to do all day, holding a wine gourd in his arms and being drunk from morning to night.
It wasn't until his mother passed away that he finally understood how powerful this man who was once called a drunkard was.
Drinking can make you stand out. How many people in the world can do that?
He didn't know how his father met his mother before, nor did he know how his father persuaded the self-respecting old man in the family to propose marriage at the Ming Dao Tomb, which was feared by swordsmen all over the world.
After he became wiser, he heard his family mention it, saying that Ming Daofen married his daughter outside the family and asked his uncle to go through an eighteen-hanging sword formation. For hundreds of years, only his father had dared to enter, and naturally he was the only one to come out.
When I was young at that time, I didn’t understand what it was about the Ming Dao Tomb that could make swordsmen all over the world dream about it but also be afraid of it. I also didn’t understand how powerful this sword formation that was rumored to be able to kill immortals was.
After reading all the books in the library, it was only in the middle of the night that I realized how dangerous it was that my father was able to marry his mother with the help of the celestial realm.
He even didn't understand how his mother, the problem that confused him when he was a child, fell in love with such a man who accomplished nothing and was addicted to alcohol.
Even if she understood things like love and love, Ye Sangen still felt that with her mother's ability, she could find a man a hundred times better than her father with her eyes closed.
I'm afraid only his mother knew this question, but before he was curious enough to ask this question, his mother was killed and died in his arms.
I only heard about how powerful my father was in the middle of the night from family members' gossips and jokes after dinner. It was then that I really understood what it was like to drink and get into the limelight.
At nightfall, he went to the Forbidden City in the capital to hear the announcement. Fifty dead men from the Bai family in the south of the Yangtze River took advantage of the rainy night to rush into the Ye family. Relying on the spies who had been planted in the Ye family a long time ago, they successfully entered the inner courtyard. Before the elite guards of the Ye family could react, , injuring dozens of people and killing nine people in a desperate manner.
Because it was raining, she went to deliver an umbrella to her father who was drinking outside. Unfortunately, her mother was stabbed in both sides with a sword.
No one would believe that the woman who had no strength or even a decent resistance would be the one who carried out the funeral. No one would believe that the woman who went out even though it was raining could be the daughter-in-law of the night, let alone anyone. I believe that the woman who is still hiding her face with an umbrella is the daughter-in-law who is supposed to be the next head of the Ye family.
So after the masked man succeeded, he was hacked to death by the frightened Ye family guards with random swords.
In the middle of the night, I had just sent my mother away before even having a cup of tea when I heard that there was an assassin in the house. I and my sister rushed out of the small courtyard and walked through the corridor. They saw a group of government officials standing in the rain, and they couldn't even see the corpse on the ground. After looking at the corpse in its original state, I also saw my mother leaning against the wall and coughing blood.
When the drunk staggered into the inner courtyard carrying the gourd, all he seemed to see was the woman in his arms who spit out blood from time to time.
At first, some light rain stopped completely, and then there was thunder and lightning, and the wind suddenly started.
Ye San clearly heard someone exclaiming "invading the room".
What Ye San was more concerned about was not the pain on his cheek caused by the heavy rain, nor his father's breakthrough in cultivation, but what he cared about was that the wine gourd that had never left his father's hand fell to the ground.
The mother didn't say much before she died. Instead, she told him to take good care of her sister in the middle of the night. She didn't even say a few words to her man.
The man squatted very far away and did not move forward, letting his son and daughter hug his woman and cry.
It seems that just squatting like this, being able to look at the woman he has never tired of looking at in his life is the only luxury left.
After hearing his mother's last words, holding the hands that could no longer be lifted, Ye San even more thoughtlessly blamed his father who only knew how to drink. If it weren't for his own mother, why would she go out in the rain to meet him? Join these desperate people?
On the third night of the night, I felt that the rain was coming faster, and it was hitting the roof with pitter-patter. Before I could hear my father's words clearly, I saw my father pick up the wine bottle, turn around and stumble out.
The funeral was held three days later. The father, who had aged three days, carried a wine pot in his right hand and eighteen human heads in his left hand and went home drunk in front of his mother's grave.
Since then, my father has been staying in front of my mother's grave without paying attention to worldly affairs. It wasn't until nightfall three years ago that this man happened to go up the mountain and go home from his mother's grave.
Before seeing anyone else, his voice was heard from the courtyard of the main hall from the door of the Ye family mansion, like thunder rolling from the sky, "Ye Xiayou, do you agree or not?"
Although it is doubtful, it is unquestionable.
Ye Xiayou just pursed her lips and said nothing. She was more than a hundred meters away and before she even blinked, she saw the man arriving in the main hall.
The man stopped asking Ye Haoyou, took another sip of wine, looked at Ye Sangeng, who was said by everyone in the Ye family to be the most understanding of his mother's concerns, and asked with a breath of wine: "Tell me, will your mother be alive?" Will you agree?"
Ye Zangeng, who had his hand on the wooden box behind his sister, shook his head and said firmly, "Absolutely not."
The man looked at the majestic old man sitting on the right side of the main hall, who was one person below ten thousand people in the world, and said: "According to the rules of the Ye family, anyone who disobeys the owner of the family will be kicked out of the house with thirty sticks. A son does not teach his father. Otherwise, I'll take the sixty instead." As he spoke, he took another sip of wine, pushed Ye San Geng and Ye Xie You out of the main hall without even walking, then turned back and closed the door, leaving only one door open, with his back facing In the main hall, he cursed: "Get out!"
Ye San remembered more clearly that the moment he took his sister out of the Ye family mansion, the wind suddenly started blowing, and there was really thunder rolling in the sky.
In the middle of the night, I suddenly felt that my sister and I had a mother who loved us very much, and a father who was not good at words and treated my siblings even worse. This life was quite worthwhile.
Ye Sangen said: "I really want to know how dad has been doing these past few years."
Following his younger brother's tone just now, Ye Xiayou smiled and said, "As long as dad has wine, he must be living a good life."
Midnight laughed loudly and did not comment on her sister's words.
In the middle of the night, I suddenly remembered that halfway up the winding mountain, in the bamboo forest full of steel knives, there was a white-haired man who had been guarding it for seven years.
This is what lasts forever until death.
In the middle of the night, she kept her mouth shut, but my sister, on the other hand, kept silent for a moment, and then suddenly chanted:
“Not only the mist and rain in the south of the Yangtze River,
The girl holds an umbrella on the lake embankment and meanders in the old place.
If you offend Mr. Wang and Sun, you will splash a pool of ink.
But I don’t know, I’m waiting for the northern woman,
Brocade hat, mink fur and small cotton coat, count the snow-capped branches outside the pavilion.
There are three feet of white heads in the distant mountains, and the sound of boats breaking through the water is loud and fast.
When I write again, I will travel three thousand miles of winter snow. "
In the middle of the night, he looked up at his sister on the horse and said with a smile: "Three years is more than three thousand miles away."
Ye Hao smiled and said: "Then wait until I pick up the pen and let Dongxue Liu match it for a period of time."
Ye Sangen echoed and laughed: "Who dares to exile for a period of time?"
[Kneel down and ask for collection recommendations and other tickets. 】
