[Yu Huang] Changfeng

Farewell and Jingnianke (Chinese Valentine's Day Special)

(Almost all the members are haunted in the article, there is no timeline, it is just a candy-eating episode)

Silver candle autumn light cold screen, light Luo small fan fluttering firefly.

The sky is as cool as water at night, sit and watch the home of Morning Glory and Weaver Girl.

"Huang Shaotian!" Wei Chen yelled as soon as he pushed open the door. Huang Shaotian was secretly eating the melons and fruits that were placed on the table in the courtyard. He just took a bite of the watermelon and didn't have time to wipe his mouth. There were still a few watermelon seeds sticking to his mouth.

"How dare you steal it, you ate it up before it got dark!" Wei Chen turned around, picked up the broom and waved it to chase Huang Shaotian. Huang Shaotian saw that something was wrong, so he even used his unique weapon, and immediately kicked him off. Run, still muttering words:

"Boss Wei! What matters is what you eat, or the apprentice!" Huang Shaotian shouted as he ran, holding a piece of watermelon in his left hand and a peach in his right. "Tell me, tell me! Am I not as important as what I eat?"

"You're no match." Wei Chen swung his broom, threw it on his shoulder, and ran after Huang Shaotian.

"Help me, save me, save me—Senior Brother! Wenzhou!" Huang Shaotian saw that something was going wrong and hurriedly ran all the way to the gate with oil on his feet. He happened to catch up with Yu Wenzhou and Ye Xiu walking over with things in their hands. Huang Shaotian hurried Trying to squeeze behind Yu Wenzhou and find a shelter.

"Master—" Yu Wenzhou raised his hand to block the broom, coughing from choking.

Of course Wei Chen is not good at attacking Yu Wenzhou. He suspects that if he beats Yu Wenzhou up, he might meet Fang Shijing in the underworld. Fang Shijing knows that Wei Chen beat up his precious apprentice, and the two of them will have to stage a ghost world full of martial arts. Fang Shijing loves Yu Wenzhou very much, unlike Wei Chen, and Huang Shaotian are completely in the rhythm of "if you don't go to the house for three days, you have to go to the house after three days".

"Wenzhou is great!" Huang Shaotian took a bite of the watermelon, spat out the seeds, and stretched out his hand to give a compliment, but before he could recover, the peach in his right hand was snatched by Ye Xiu out of the blue.

"Ye—Xiu——" Huang Shaotian was angry, Ye Xiu slid sideways, Huang Shaotian jumped into the air, and then the pair of senior brothers also began to perform martial arts, Ye Xiu ran while eating peaches, Huang Shaotian ran while eating watermelon , and the two of them jumped up and down, climbing up the tree with light kung fu, turning over the desk table for a while, showing off their martial arts even to grab something.And Wei Chen was not willing to be lonely, and started chasing Huang Shaotian, swiping his broom and flying away in dust.

Yu Wenzhou was completely dumbfounded. The three masters and apprentices, young and old, are completely in the rhythm of acting!

"This is—" Lin Jiao saw such a scene as soon as he opened the door and came in.

It's not enough to describe it as chicken and dog jumping.Because these two animals are completely unable to create a difficult scene in Wei Chen's yard, where the cups and plates are messed up, dusty, messy, and messy.

Yu Wenzhou poked his face, digested the sluggish expression, turned around and smiled gently at Lin Jiao, "Come in, don't worry about the details."

Lu Wantang followed behind and poked the probe, thinking, is it really okay not to care about the details?Is there anything else to look at besides these things that don't matter?

The master-disciple trio finally ended up with Ye Xiu eating the peach and throwing the peach pit, hitting Huang Shaotian, and Huang Shaotian finishing eating the watermelon and throwing the watermelon rind, slipping and falling to Wei Chen, but Wei Chen was supported by Ye Xiu and was beaten up. Finish.Yu Wenzhou wiped off his sweat, thinking that if this fight continued for a while, it would feel like the annual emotional and ethical master-student turning against each other would be staged.

Yu Wenzhou put away the sweet-scented osmanthus wine and various snacks he bought, and went to cook. Huang Shaotian was refused to join the Qixi reunion dinner production team because he was known as a flame killer, and could cause a fire if he encountered a fire. Lin Jiao claimed that his cooking skills were When he was at home, he learned from his famous father, Head Lin, and was ruthlessly classified as a group of people who were only allowed to watch and not do anything. Lu Wantang had no choice but to roll up his sleeves to cook and join hands with Yu Wenzhou.And Ye Xiu, because of Wei Chen's "Ghost knows why Ye Xiu likes the smell of smoke since he was a child", strongly recommended him to be the glorious fire-burning team.

"It's too hot..." Lu Wantang couldn't bear it anymore, picked up the pot and said to Ye Xiu.

"Is it big?" Ye Xiu raised his head innocently, and pulled a few more bellows, and the flames shot up high, scaring Yu Wenzhou.

"I'll do it myself." Lu Wantang looked at Ye Xiu with "Leave this kitchen alone" written in her eyes.

"You said it yourself." Ye Xiu clapped his hands and stood up, kicking a log into the stove. "Actually, I really want to do my best for this meal—"

"It's really not necessary." Lu Wantang's expression was extremely sincere.

"It's a pity—" Ye Xiu nodded, sighed regretfully, shook his head and left without hesitation.

Yu Wenzhou cut off the head of a chicken with a knife in his hand, "How did you get away? At least I can help you."

Lu Wantang thought about the flame that was half a person tall just now with lingering fear, and thought it was better to go. "If you don't go, it feels like you're going to die."

Yu Wenzhou was taken aback for a moment, then nodded, very much in agreement and with deep understanding, people who came out of this teacher's school are like this.

Yu Wenzhou is good at cooking the dishes of the Central Plains, and the sweet soup is a must, while Lu Wantang is better at the delicacies of southern Xinjiang, mostly salty and spicy. The two of them exchanged experiences while cooking, and it seemed like they would never meet again.

"Huang Shaotian likes to eat bamboo shoots in spring, but he can't even eat a mouthful of bamboo shoots."

"Linjiao doesn't eat leeks, if you find them, you have to take them out."

"Last time I made Hu spicy soup, Huang Shaotian didn't like it."

"This soup should—"

The two of them exchanged parenting experiences like parents, and at this time, the four of them in the room were doing something very elegant, that is, shooting.

Shooting is actually guessing.

"Hanshu? Dongfang Shuo Zhuan" once recorded "the first taste made all the masters to shoot the cover", and the next Yan Shigu commented: "Put all things under the cover, so that they can be shot secretly, so the cloud shoots the cover.

Huang Shaotian clenched his fists. He had already lost three times in a row. Lin Jiao looked like he had never read a book, but he was actually quite literate. It's okay, in the end, only he and Wei Chen are truly in the same line of ignorance, but Wei Chen has been lucky all the way today, guess what is accurate, Huang Shaotian is about to cry.

Can't lose anymore!For the glory of the Juggernaut!

I had no choice but to resort to a killer move.

Huang Shaotian stuffed a box of things into the basin he was holding.

There is no reason to say that there is any reason for shooting. For this group of people without divination skills, it is blind.How many small things can you take out with you, and you can guess in a few sentences with a polite description, and the chances of guessing are still very high.

But after two rounds, no one had guessed what Huang Shaotian was about.

"Are you playing with us?" Lin Jiao said inarticulately with chestnut candy in his mouth.

"Admit your mistakes now, and get everyone's forgiveness." Ye Xiu took a bite of peanut crisps, and the crumbs fell all over the table, and he blew them lightly, and the whole thing went in front of Huang Shaotian. "Tell me, have we already guessed it?"

"Hahahahahahaha!" Huang Shaotian raised his head and laughed loudly, "Just give up, you didn't guess right!"

Yu Wenzhou and Lu Wantang had finished setting up the meals, and they were still guessing around Huang Shaotian's things, Lin Jiao was about to go berserk and was about to blow Huang Shaotian's pot.

"If you can't figure it out, blame me!" Huang Shaotian stared.

"Wenzhou—" Ye Xiu scratched his neck and shouted.

"What?" Yu Wenzhou walked over with a plate of newly made steamed chestnut flour cake with sweet-scented osmanthus sugar in his hand and shared it with everyone. "What's wrong?"

"Ask him." Lin Jiao grabbed a piece of pastry and ate it, pointing to Huang Shaotian.

"I guess they can't figure it out." Huang Shaotian triumphantly opened his mouth to take the cake that Yu Wenzhou sent to his mouth, "Am I good?"

"Shall I guess?" Yu Wenzhou smiled.

"you guess!"

"Okay, I don't need to listen to what you said, but I can guess it, what should I do?"

"Everything is up to you!" Huang Shaotian was determined to win.

"That's good." Yu Wenzhou moved closer to Huang Shaotian's ear and said a few words, and Huang Shaotian fell off the chair with a bang.

"How did you know that!" Huang Shaotian became anxious, and held on to Yu Wenzhou. "Speak quickly."

"Guess." Yu Wenzhou picked up a piece of pastry and stuffed it into his mouth. "You can listen to me for everything you say. Let's honor it tonight and eat first."

"What the hell?" Ye Xiu was the quickest, taking advantage of Huang Shaotian and Yu Wenzhou whispering about you and me, he quickly lifted the basin and saw what Huang Shaotian had hidden.

At that moment, Ye Xiu felt that Huang Shaotian had completely humiliated the face of the entire division.

At that moment, Wei Chen felt very cold and tired, the cold leaves were falling, sprinkled all over his face, and his apprentice's rebellion broke his heart.

At that moment, a shameless person like Lin Jiao was shocked by Huang Shaotian's lower limit.

Lu Wantang came over, picked up the box of ointment on the table with a serious face, and asked Huang Shaotian very studiously, "Do you like to use this? Is it easy to use?"

Yu Wenzhou & Huang Shaotian: "..."

Lu Wantang didn't understand why he continued to look at it, and almost unscrewed the cover. He turned to look at Lin Jiao, "Where did you buy it? Why don't you try it another day?"

Lin Jiao: "..."

Ye Xiu rolled his eyes, looked at Wei Chen, and really wanted to cry with his master.

There is a river in Nanyang City, and if there is a river, there will naturally be a bridge.Qixi Festival is a very romantic and lively festival, and Nanyang City is no exception. Women pray for cleverness, while men pray to be with their loved ones.

The Xiangqiao Fair is a gathering that people come to participate in every year on the night of Qixi Festival.Huang Shaotian was really excited when he saw a fiery tree, silver flower, star bridge and iron chain from a distance. He has always been very fond of these colorful things in the Central Plains.

"What does Xiangqiao mean?" Lu Wantang didn't understand very well, so she turned her head and asked Lin Jiao.

"Hey, it's just like wrapping the head incense. See if you see it? The bridge is built and installed on the railing. When the time comes to burn incense, it means that the two stars burn across the bridge. We met happily, just like Cowherd and Weaver Girl." Lin Jiao was born into a wealthy family, and he still knows a lot about such things. When he was young, he often fooled around with Ye Xiu, and even deceived everyone from good families Girl, you really have a lot of experience, but you can't share this kind of experience with Lu Wantang. After sharing it, there will be another war in bed at night.

There are many people on the bridge, men and women, most of them are young people, some have a sweetheart, and they come to the bridge hand in hand with their sweetheart to pray, so that they can live a long life, and some are separated from their sweetheart by thousands of miles. Most of them send lovesickness to the bright moon, praying for a green mountain, never two towns, and of course there are countless boys and girls who have never had a sweetheart. They hope to reap beautiful love on this day, meet their sweetheart, and become a pair of mandarin ducks.

Yu Wenzhou just wandered off from the group and walked slowly, and he got separated from everyone in the blink of an eye. Just as he was about to call out to Huang Shaotian, a woman stopped him and asked him to help put up the lantern.

"Okay." Yu Wenzhou didn't refuse, anyway, Huang Shaotian had already disappeared in a flash, and he probably would spend the whole night having fun, and he didn't know he was back until night. ,

"Young master is not from the local area." The woman was charming but not charming, with a fresh and crisp temperament between her brows, she didn't recognize her birth, and she struck up a conversation smoothly, she seemed to be a quite courageous woman, not Waiting for the young lady of a small family.

"No." Yu Wenzhou walked with the woman to the place selling lanterns to choose lanterns. "I'm from Gusu."

"Gusu is very nice, poetic and picturesque, the smoke is locked in the south of the Yangtze River and the rain hits the stone forest, isn't it?" the woman said yearningly.

"Yes, but it's a little too dull. People with a personality like a girl can only admire Gusu, which is not suitable." Yu Wenzhou took the lantern, "What does the girl want to write?"

"My lord understands me." The woman nodded, "I'm more lively. Just write a good sentence from the predecessors in the Book of Songs——"

Yu Wenzhou nodded and picked up his pen.

The woman looked straight at Yu Wenzhou without blinking or avoiding her eyes, "Just write—tonight and any evening, to see this beloved man."

These words were blatant, and Yu Wenzhou's eyes flashed, and he didn't even look back, and wrote directly.

"It's not that you can't live in a city like Gusu because you love it." Yu Wenzhou bowed his head to write, and handed it to the woman. He blinked his eyes, "Sometimes, people who love to live are happy to stay there. Let's see who he's with."

The lantern seller sent a kit and a red ribbon to tie on an ancient tree in the west of the city to pray for blessings. Yu Wenzhou didn't refuse, and reached out to take it.

"Girl, I've never met you before, how lucky you are, the lanterns have been set off, so please help yourself." After speaking, he turned and walked away to look for Huang Shaotian.

There are quite a lot of lanterns by the river, Lin Jiao and Lu Wantang both set up six or seven, Lin Jiao has always been eccentric, but Lu Wantang is tolerant and tolerates him putting up all kinds of lanterns.This man in Linjiao is sick, and if he refuses to let go of the style of the lanterns sold there, he feels uncomfortable all over his body. This illness is vividly called "Young Master's Disease" by Lu Wantang. Master Lin is the real one. My young master, this illness has never been mild. Lu Wantang said that he has something to say about this. Where the two of them live, they don't know how many styles of everything they usually eat and wear. There are only teacups and teacups. As far as celadon, white porcelain and purple sand are all kinds, the most hateful thing is that Lin Jiao's memory is really good. Lu Wantang once secretly broke a teacup with ice cracks, which was hidden well, but was alive by Lin Jiao. Found.In this regard, Lin Jiao said that this is not easy. He checks his precious teacup every day.

After drinking some wine at dinner, Ye Xiu got a little head-on, leaned against a tree and fell asleep. This man had a drinking capacity comparable to Lu Wantang's. He was too shallow to look directly at. The lights lit up the night sky, colorful papers flew all over the city and landed on his head, but he didn't feel it.The majestic martial arts lord was greedy for a cup, so he casually dropped a tree on the side of the street. This matter should be recorded by the martial arts legend, so that it will last forever, and let future generations see what lord Ye is like Qing Qi's skeleton, really can't prepare for anything.

Wei Chen wandered around all the way, waiting for a girl from a certain family to say hello to him, whoever thought that no one would pay attention to him, he walked around the river twice, but there was not even anyone who was willing to talk to him.Wei Chen stroked his green stubble beard, and felt as if he knew why.Time is merciless, Wei Chen lamented.However, although he is wretched, he has a girlish heart, so he happily joined in the fun and bought a lantern to put it on. After looking around secretly, he found that no one was paying attention to him, so he wrote Fang Shijing three carefully. A word, pretending to be inadvertently thrown into the river, clapped his hands and left.He walked gracefully, but he couldn't help looking at his lantern into the river, and he circled back and forth to keep his lantern from sinking.

At this moment, Huang Shaotian is enjoying the treatment like a star, doing what he loves most in the crowd - talking.He was raised by Wei Chen and pitted by Ye Xiu since he was a child. He didn't know what the Jianghu was, but he had already traveled all over the world to cause harm to the world. He was young but experienced. He was the number one killer in the Jianghu. How could he tell the story? If it needs to be edited, he will talk about his own affairs, which is enough to scare everyone.Huang Shaotian picked up the teacup and drank it down, his Adam's apple rolled up and down with the sound of gurgling water, he felt that his life had found a direction, he decided, after he returned to Gusu, he told Yu Wenzhou that he must open a storytelling stall, Right next to the pharmacy, Yu Wenzhou can use the rejuvenating medicine to cure the disease, Huang Shaotian can explain it to others, and it is guaranteed that every talk will be accurate, he will definitely tell the dead to live and the living to die.

Just thinking about Yu Wenzhou, Yu Wenzhou came from afar under the moonlight, wearing a moon-white gown with a section of red silk wrapped around his wrist, and waved to Huang Shaotian with a smile.

"Don't talk about it, let's talk about it another day." Huang Shaotian waved his hand with everyone, "It's over, it's over, I'll tell you the story of the number one killer in Jianghu next time—"

"Why are you going? Which girl called you?" Someone in the crowd joked.

Huang Shaotian pursed his lips amusedly, then turned around and replied, "The one from my family called me!" After speaking, he ran towards Yu Wenzhou happily.

"What is this?" Huang Shaotian tugged at Yu Wenzhou's wrist, "Where did it come from?"

"Each person who sells lanterns will give one away." Yu Wenzhou raised his wrist, "Let's go, I'll take you to set off the lanterns."

"Then I want this too!" Huang Shaotian pointed to the piece of red silk. "It's like getting married with Baitang, and I want to get married too!"

"If you are willing to wear a bride's clothes," Yu Wenzhou gestured and couldn't help laughing. "There's nothing I can't do."

Huang Shaotian's body trembled when he heard it, and he thought about the red hijab on his head, and immediately felt shuddering. "Let's go put the lanterns! Go now! Immediately!"

It was late at night, and there was more drumming.The number of people by the river gradually decreased, and the lantern sellers were about to close their stalls. With a wave of his hand, Huang Shaotian bought all the remaining lanterns in one go.

Like Huang Shaotian, Lin Jiao was also guarding a bunch of lanterns.The sick young master and Huang Shaotian gathered together, facing the whole floor of lanterns, showed a gratified smile like a local tyrant, and then began to light the lamps with candles.

Lu Wantang stood facing the river in a daze, Yu Wenzhou was bored, so he had no choice but to join the daze team, while Lin Jiao and Huang Shaotian happily wrote and lit the lamp.

"This, this," Huang Shaotian pointed to the lotus river lantern in Lin Jiao's hand, "Write this way, I'll go, why are your handwriting so ugly!"

Lin Jiao: "..."

"It's not ugliness," Lin Jiao argued, "it's artistic conception, it's the only way to pursue the perfection of calligraphy, you don't understand, it's actually a special kind of font—"

Huang Shaotian rolled his eyes, "Why are you talking so much?"

Huang Shaotian said I talk too much!Huang Shaotian said I talk too much!Huang Shaotian said I talk too much! ! !Lin Jiao felt that for the rest of his life, there was really no need to live.

"Your handwriting looks good?" Lin Jiao poked his head to look at Huang Shaotian, ready to ridicule him.

Who would have thought that Huang Shaotian's handwriting is really beautiful.

Wei Chen's handwriting used to be unattractive, or unreadable, but Fang Shijing would never tolerate this kind of thing happening. Wei Chen finally practiced a good handwriting alive, and passed it smoothly and successfully to Huang Shaotian, Huang Shaotian's handwriting In fact, writing regular script is really uneven, but when writing in cursive, it has a quack air, which is uniquely unrestrained and elegant.He is writing the names of everyone he knows and misses, and put them on the river one by one.

"Write one for Boss Wei." Huang Shaotian picked up the biggest lantern, "Boss Wei is healthy and long-lived! No, long live Boss Wei!"

Wei Chen, who was far away on the other side of the river, sneezed.

"Give this to my senior brother!" Huang Shaotian picked up a pen and wrote Ye Xiu, "My senior brother is handsome and powerful. He is the leader of the martial arts alliance. I hope my senior brother can find someone he likes soon!"

Ye Xiu leaned against the tree and fell asleep, dreaming about when he and Huang Shaotian were fighting in the master's school when they were young.

"This is for you." Huang Shaotian held a lantern, carefully lit it, and moved closer to Lin Jiao, "Well, I wish you... I wish you..."

"What do you wish me?" Lin Jiao stared.

"I hope your handwriting will become more and more beautiful!" Huang Shaotian said. "You really don't want to learn from me? I'll teach you, and you won't need money to learn how to write with me, so that what you write in the future will be words instead of a bunch of unknown things. Trust me? Come, come? Learn it, learn it, learn it, learn it, learn it, learn it, learn it—”

The verbal attack was too strong... Lin Jiao stood up with his forehead supported, "Lu Wantang, I'm a little dizzy."

Lu Wantang raised her hand and touched his forehead, quite concerned, "What's wrong with you?"

"This is for you." Huang Shaotian continued to write, "Lu Wantang, ignore him, he was just attacked by my internal force. What do you wish? I just hope you are all right."

Huang Shaotian held the lantern in his hands, and gently put it into the water, the water rippled and spread out in circles, the lantern swayed and drifted all the way to a distant place.

"Wenzhou, come." Huang Shaotian squeezed his eyes and signaled Yu Wenzhou to come over.

"You finally remembered me?" Yu Wenzhou teased him, sitting side by side on the shore.

Nanyang City is safe and quiet at the moment, laughter echoes in the distance, and turns into the distant breath of life in the background, the night sky is deep and dotted with stars, they are thinking in the bottom of their hearts at the same time: I am so lucky that I can still stand here side by side.

All wishes are answered and all blessings are delivered.

"Ours." Huang Shaotian wrote Yu Wenzhou's name with a pen, and Yu Wenzhou wrote Huang Shaotian's name with a pen. The lanterns were swaying, just like the others, but they still felt a different kind of joy.

It doesn't matter what, as long as there is you.

Since Lin Jiao and Huang Shaotian almost bought half of the lantern owner's lanterns, they returned to the small courtyard with a lot of kits and red silk.

"Come on, come on, we also have a tree." Huang Shaotian threw things on the table with a clatter, patted the trunk of the crabapple tree in the yard, and even picked it up to touch the leaves, "After you finish writing and hang it on it, your wishes will come true." !"

Wei Chen yawned and walked past Huang Shaotian, and slapped Huang Shaotian on the head, "Don't go to sleep! Play!"

"Come, come, Boss Wei, you can write too!" Huang Shaotian cheerfully handed over the kit and red silk, Wei Chen waved his hand in disgust, and finally stuffed it in his pocket, yawning and going into the room to sleep went.

Ye Xiu slept well enough to not be sleepy at all, but he was still a little drunk. Huang Shaotian stuffed it for him, and he then, swaying, walked into the house to drink the hangover soup that he had made.

The remaining two couples were still full of interest, especially Huang Shaotian, he couldn't write ten or eight, but Yu Wenzhou stopped it in time.

"You are too greedy, too much will not work."

In fact, it might not work.Of course Yu Wenzhou and Huang Shaotian's minds are as clear as a mirror, but people often don't want to be too sober. If they don't believe in anything and don't expect anything, what's the point of living.

They are determined, but they also look forward to it.

The night wind was blowing, and the osmanthus was fragrant in the early morning. They finally sat together under the grape trellis as they had hoped and promised back then. They could hear each other's heartbeat and breathing, smell the faint sweetness of the grapes, and see the stars. The sky is empty, the Big Dipper is dry, everything is real and beautiful.

The crabapple flowers have withered a long time ago. At this time, the fruit was picked on the tree, and Kazuki's red ribbon was tied. Inside each kit, there was a wish hidden, which was the wish they most desired and yearned for in their hearts. .

Wei Chen's one hangs on the top of a tree, and it says "this life is over, let's hold hands in the future", the one in Linjiao hangs obliquely on a begonia, and it says "don't regret, don't realize", Lu Wan Tang's hangs next to it, and it says "Ren Zhixin Zhi".

Ye Xiu's is at the top, and it says "The sea is clear and the rivers are clean, the rivers and lakes are peaceful". The one written by Huang Shaotian is bold and elegant, with eight large characters, and it is exactly "the swordsman points with his heart to defend the righteous way".

This heart, this feeling, the world, mountains and rivers, the sun, the moon and the stars, can prove it.

On the seventh day of July, in Nanyang.

Title poem: Parting and Jingnianke, from Xu Ning's "Qixi"