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Outside the pavilion, goose feathers were snowing heavily, and copper charcoal basins were placed inside the pavilion to dispel a lot of chill.Sitting alone in the pavilion, Zhou Han watched the long-lost heavy snow, and couldn't help but think of the weather when he left the capital many years ago.

At that time, my father was still a minister, he was the son of a powerful family, and he was born with good luck.

In the 14th year of Kaiyou, the winter snow fell, and the snow was filled with the aroma of wintersweet. Zhou Han followed his uncle, who was ordered by the emperor, to ride a horse to Tanying Temple to fold flowers.The boy's eyebrows are curved, and his beauty is like a crown of jade, making the court sweepers forget that there is still snow all over the place.

It was also at that time that Zhou Shangshu was accused of participating in the old treason case, and he resigned from office and returned to the south with his family. After careful calculation, it has been four years since now.

Someone outside the pavilion was talking, Zhou Han withdrew his thoughts, and took a sip of the clear tea that was no longer hot. The tea roasted by orchids was light and sweet, drinking it like moonlight entering his throat.The water vapor outside the pavilion obscured the appearance of the visitor.

"Sueyue Haiyun Pavilion is just ahead, sir, please be careful of slippery ground." He vaguely saw the little Taoist nun talking and attracting a man in purple to come over.

"Back then, Zhang Daoling, the real person Zhengyi, traveled to Tai'aguan, and met a handsome and immortal gentleman at the Skytop. The two agreed to meet again in five years. Unexpectedly, five years later, a spirit dragged the real person Zhengyi and turned into Zhengyi With the appearance of a real person, he pretended to be a failure to cross the tribulation and deceived the cultivation of a gentleman of longevity." The little Taoist nun was chattering, and the man in purple quietly tilted his umbrella to shield her from the falling snow.

The little Taoist nun noticed that Xue Xiaoxia didn't know how to deal with it, so she stammered and thanked before continuing: "After the real Zhengyi came, he threw the sword behind him and swore to the gentleman of longevity, saying that if what happened the day before yesterday was done by him, he would definitely be called This sword cut itself in two. After the sword was thrown out, it was firmly inserted into the sword-throwing stele in the water in front of it. Immediately under the sword, a treasure spring gushed out hot water, which filled the giant pit on the skyscraper. It’s called Baoquan Guguan.” She stopped and pointed at the pavilion, “When we’re here, my lord can look at the mountains from the pavilion, and I’ll take my leave first.”

The man in purple handed over the umbrella and nodded, walking through the mist alone.He swept off the snow from his shoulders and raised his head. His eyes were bright and bright, and his eyes seemed to be full of autumn water reflecting the bright moon and silver stars.It should be that there was no one in the pavilion. The man in purple was stunned for a moment when he saw Zhou Han.

The high mountains in the distance are covered with snow and the dark clouds hang down, turning the sun dizzy into a round of clear light.A gust of cold wind blew with snow, blowing the water mist around the pavilion. The mist surged like anger and was torn apart by the wind.According to legend, the wind and mist flow on the twelfth floor of Yaotai, probably this is the scene.

The cold wind blew with water vapor that made people's bones ache. Zhou Han poured a cup of warm tea and handed it over, and the man in purple took it calmly.The two watched the snow for half an afternoon in silence, as if they were old friends who had been friends for many years, and they didn't feel bored at all.

The cup of tea was exhausted, Zhou Han finished packing the box and walked back, thinking of today's experience, he couldn't help but smile.The ancients have said, may the cup always be full, and may the seat not be empty.Zhou Han returned to his hometown with his father, and his family was in decline. He knew a little about the ups and downs of the officialdom and the uncertainty of life, so he didn't ask for the seat to be empty, but only for someone to be a confidant when there was someone in the seat.

It gets dark early in winter, and there is no one in the Taoist temple.Zhou Han has been visiting the ancient temple for a few days, so he closed the courtyard early.The charcoal in the house was about to crackle, and a few puffs of choking smoke came out. He added a few pieces of charcoal and opened the window, but saw the ice wheel in the sky, and the courtyard was full of strange trees covered with snow, so he deliberately went to the courtyard. take a look.

Coincidentally, the door of the courtyard suddenly rang.The knock on the door was neither fast nor slow, and it was conceivable that the person who came was a gentle gentleman.He walked over, and only saw a delicate lantern and flickering candles through the crack of the door.

Zhou Han opened the door, and outside the door stood a young man in purple clothes and a golden crown, handsome and handsome, holding a lantern in his white hands.The young master in purple saw him stunned for a moment, then smiled and said: "I'm taking the liberty. I have heard for a long time that the bone-red weeping plums in Baoquan ancient temple are in bloom. The scenery is wonderful. Today, I lost my way when I was wandering around after a small banquet. How dare you?" Ask your son."

"It's okay." Zhou Han said, "Go straight along this road, cross the Xiqu Hanbi Bridge, and the place with lights is Meilin."

"Thank you." The man looked at him with an unconcealable gentleness in his eyes, "I'm Qin Minzhi, the word is Rong Gu." Qin Min's eyebrows reflected the candlelight with warmth.

"Qin Jun, please go slowly. Please excuse the inconvenience." Zhou Han didn't give his name. He didn't wear much and felt a little cold. He just noticed that Qin Min was looking down at him without saying a word, and finally smiled. Added a sentence: "Zhou Han, whose name is Hanzhi. The snow is slippery, so please be careful, my lord."

"Then... there will be a later date." After Qin Minzhi finished speaking, he turned and left.

When Zhou Han closed the door, he vaguely saw a pair of lanterns passing by at the corner, and thought that Qin Minzhi would be sincere in being able to knock on the door and ask for directions.He thought about it, and suddenly felt that the name was somewhat familiar, and then realized that this was actually a colleague of his uncle, but he didn't know the official position.

After Zhou Shangshu resigned from office, he returned to his hometown, Meitang County, Hezhou, Chuanzuo.This time Zhou Han went north alone to study in the capital, so he had to stay at his uncle's house.

Tai'a Pass is close to the capital, and the mountains on both sides of the pass are steep, which is the first natural danger in the south of the capital.When visiting the mountains in Guanguan, the snow is thick at the end of winter, and the cold pines hang on the snow to form ice cores. The monks and Taoists often travel in the clouds and valleys of Cangshan Mountain to store the snow on the top of the pine, and use the old snow water to cook fragrant tea.Zhou Han traveled fast all the way, and at this time there was still plenty of time, and when it snowed heavily, it was convenient for Tai'aguan to stay for a few days, and when the snow cleared, he would leave for his uncle's residence in the capital.

Waking up early the next day, the sky was beautiful and the night was snowing. Zhou Han hired a chariot and hurried to the capital. The snow was slippery, and he arrived at his uncle's house in the evening.Zhou Yan was poor, and his mansion was not big. The two unpainted gates were closed, and it took a long time for someone to come after Zhou Han knocked.

The old butler who came to open the door poked his head out from behind the door with his hands in his hands. Seeing that Zhou Han had sung a song, he was very excited, and quickly stretched out his hand to open the door and asked someone to come and move things.

"Hey, you are here, master! The master said that the young master got to know Yuan early, because his grandmother and the old lady were sick and refused to leave the state. You are filial, the young master, and the old lady's illness will naturally be cured. And the young master Wenxiao is famous. Come to the capital to study, the master has already asked us to prepare! I saw the heavy snow for a few days, and the people were lazy. I guess the young master didn’t come here in the snow and didn’t let someone guard the door. My fault, my fault. Come in, come in, come in, master!"

"It doesn't matter, I'm dressed thickly. Zebo is still in good spirits, congratulations on getting rich in the new year. Uncle was also busy during the Chinese New Year worrying about the country, and couldn't go back. My mother asked me to bring some New Year's goods over. But the house is closed, and my uncle is not at home these days." Is it?" Zhou Han gave Ruibo a red envelope.

"Hey—Master Xie said auspiciously, the young master will make a fortune in the New Year! The young master quickly enter the house to talk, it is cold outside. It has been snowing heavily for the past few days, and the imperial court gave all the adults a holiday. The official Qin Daren invited the master and several adults to go to Tai'aguan I went to enjoy the snow, young master, you must have entered the city from Tai’a, it’s a pity that you didn’t meet the master.” Zui Bo repeatedly invited Zhou Han into the house, but his steps slipped when he stepped on the snow, Zhou Han hurriedly supported Zui Bo.

Seeing Zhou Han supporting him, Rui Bo raised his white eyebrows with joy, "But the master sent a letter back last night, saying that an errand that was supposed to leave in seven days was suddenly rushed, and he asked someone to take away the luggage at night. , the letter specifically said that I entrusted you to the master’s friend, Mr. Qin, and asked you to go directly to Mr. Qin’s mansion. I thought to myself, what’s the matter, the young master has to rest here for half a month, and when I get familiar with the capital, I will I will arrange a meeting gift for you, and then you can go there properly."

"Please, Zeb, worry about me." Zhou Han said with a smile when he saw Zeb's light footsteps, "I haven't seen Zeb for a year, and Zeb has a childish face, and his spirit has become more and more vigorous."

"Look, the young master can still speak. If the lady sees me, she will probably say that I am old again." Seeing that everyone moved all the things at the door into the house, Zebo waved his hand and prepared to close the door, "Okay, close the door." ..."

"Don't, don't close the door!" Someone shouted outside the door.Zhou Han looked over and saw a white-haired old man walking by leading a donkey, followed by his fat-faced little grandson holding a red plum in his arms half a foot behind.

A young man rushed over from the alley with a sharp turn, and shouted out of breath, "Housekeeper, my family is poor, almost ran to death...cough, just, I just sent it to the side of Huxiao Lake and just picked it!" The hanging frost and the tiger howling red, my lord... want us to send some to Mr. Zhou to try something new, and pick up little Zhou Lang by the way!"

Someone behind the young man drove over in a carriage, the carriage was covered with a thin layer of snow, the young man hurriedly got into the carriage and moved down the oranges that were still covered with frost.

Immediately, a young man in a blue brocade suit stepped down from the carriage. After standing still, he bowed his hands to Zhou Han and Rui Bo, sang to Zhou Han, and said, "Your highness, I am the steward of Qin Shilang's mansion." Yu, by the order of your lord, is here to pick up your son."

The author has something to say: Good luck with the opening, I wish every little dessert that comes in will have good luck~