I live in Beihai Jun Nanhai [Rebirth]

Shui Jing paused.

In the past few months, Xie Wuyi never took the initiative to find him. Even when he tried to talk to him in Shui Jing several times before, he was too busy to pay attention to him. Shui Jing really didn't expect him At this time, he suddenly called out to stop himself.

This "Master" was actually a little strange because I hadn't heard it for a long time.

In the short moment when he was stunned, Xie Wuyi had already opened the door and walked out, Shui Jing was a little uncertain about his intentions for a moment, turned around and said nonchalantly, "What's wrong?"

Xie Wuyi walked up to him and asked, "Master, can you go to the East Palace tomorrow night?"

Shui Jing wondered, "What are you going to do?"

Xie Wuyi said: "I have been busy with government affairs during this time, so I haven't been able to chat with Master, so I want to have a long talk with Master tomorrow night. I wonder if Master is free?"

Shui Jing was a little surprised, but quickly nodded and said, "Okay."

Xie Wuyi said: "Then I'll go back first."

After finishing speaking, he didn't say any more, he stepped forward to rub shoulders with Shui Jing, and walked towards the East Palace.

Shui Jing turned around and looked at his back, feeling a little dazed for a while.

Previously, he had almost confirmed that Wuyi was avoiding him intentionally or unintentionally, but now he suddenly invited him to have a talk tomorrow night, making Shui Jing a little uncertain about his attitude.

Regardless, this should probably be considered a good thing.

Shui Jing smiled and blinked, and decided not to think wildly, let nature take its course.

Although he wanted to let nature take its course, Shui Jing was inexplicably restless since the early morning on the second day, and he didn't know what he was being impetuous about, but he just felt that this day seemed to be longer than usual.

In the past, it was a bit interesting to see that Master Treasurer giving Yanque a lecture, but today he couldn't listen to half of it, he just felt that it was very noisy.

In the afternoon, Shui Jing looked out of the window at the sky from time to time while listening to Master Treasurer rambling, and saw that the sun seemed to have taken root in the mid-heaven, and it couldn't move half an inch for a long time, making people want to go up and push it Help it move westward.

After finally staying up until sunset and moonrise, Shui Jing reckoned that Xie Wuyi should have almost finished his work, so he set off for the East Palace.

As soon as he entered the East Palace, he saw Wuyi from a distance, standing with his hands behind his back in the courtyard in front of the hall, as if he had been waiting for a long time.

As soon as he saw that his views were not changed, the impetuousness in Shui Jing's heart disappeared in an instant, like a wrinkled paper soaked in warm water and quietly unfolded.

"Master."

Xie Wuyi came forward to meet him, accompanied Shui Jing into the hall, then turned sideways and said, "Master, wait here for a moment, I'll be back in a moment."

Although Shui Jing didn't know what he was going to do, he didn't ask too much, and nodded, "Okay."

After Xie Wu moved out, Shui Jing walked to the bird stand in front of the window and teased Bai Mao.

It is said that one side of water and soil supports one side of people, and it seems that the same is true for raising birds.

Haidongqing, who was born and raised in Baihe, is mostly fierce, while Baimao, who grew up in Yu State, is much gentler. He will only show a little bit of arrogance when the other party is not kind, and most of the time it is nothing more than a little arrogant compared to ordinary birds. some.

Baimao usually likes to play the trick of "hiding the paw" with people, but whenever someone stretches out his finger to touch its paw, it will jump to the side very quickly, and when you chase it aside, it will jump back to its original place, from left to right Right and then from right to left, never tired of it.

In the face of other people, Baimao is often the one who wins in the end. Its reaction is so fast that it will almost never be touched from the beginning to the end.

But every time it meets Shui Jing, it is not so majestic. It jumps fast, but Shui Jing's hands are faster. Back to the end, it is running around, its wings are almost falling down, and the bird frame It was also shaken, and the water spilled all over the ground, so it jumped like a chicken and a dog.

When it was "defeated" by Shui Jing for the first time, it was so angry that it flew around the room in circles, screaming wildly while flying, and Xie Wuyi laughed beside him until his body trembled, and finally said helplessly: "I see tomorrow It’s better to put a chain on it, otherwise I’m really worried that it will run away from home one day because of Master’s anger.”

Thinking of this, Shui Jing lowered his head and glanced at Baimao's two slender legs, at this moment, Xie Wuyi's footsteps came from the door, and he asked casually, "Didn't you say you were going to tie it to a chain? Why is it not tied?"

After asking, Shui Jing turned around, and saw that Wuyi held a lacquered wooden tray in his hand, on which were placed porcelain vases, cups and a pair of bowls and chopsticks, and the bowls were still steaming.

Shui Jing immediately forgot about the chain, and asked instead: "Have you eaten yet?"

Xie Wuyi bent down and gently placed the tray on the table, straightened up and said, "What did Master ask me just now?"

"Oh," Shui Jing was dragged back to the previous topic, pointing to Bai Mao and said, "Didn't you say that you were afraid that it would run away from home, so you wanted to tie it to a chain?"

Xie Wuyi glanced at the white hair and said, "If it really wants to go, what's the point of me keeping it? Just let it go."

Shui Jing raised her eyebrows and nodded, her gaze fell back to the tray, only then did she see clearly that the bowl was filled with noodles, on top lay a yellow egg, and there were a few emerald green vegetables in the soup.

Although Shui Jing doesn't need to eat, he has seen all kinds of meals for thousands of years. This bowl of noodles looks refreshing, but the noodles are uneven in thickness, and they don't seem to be made by the imperial chef in the palace.

Seeing him staring at the bowl of noodles, Xie Wuyi said in a timely manner, "It's my first time making it, and it seems that I didn't do it very well."

"You made it yourself?" Shui Jing asked unexpectedly.

Xie Wuyi nodded.

Shui Jing smiled incomprehensibly: "What do you want to eat? Just tell the dining room, and you still need to do it yourself?"

Xie Wuyi was silent for a moment, and said, "This is for Master."

"Me?" Shui Jing was a little surprised.

He clearly remembered that he had told Xie Wuyi that he didn't need to eat when he was out at sea, so he shouldn't have been ignorant, why would he suddenly serve him a bowl of noodles for no reason?

Seeing his blank face, Xie Wuyi said, "It seems that Master doesn't know what night it is."

Shui Jing blinked inexplicably, he knew that today is the fifth day of the new year, but is there anything special about the fifth day of the day?

Fortunately, Xie Wuyi had already seen that he was confused, and explained: "Today is Lichun. I heard from the national teacher that Master's birthday is Lichun."

Shui Jing was slightly taken aback.

The word "birthday" is really unfamiliar to him, and he doesn't even remember when and why he mentioned it to Shijiu, and he has never paid special attention to this date in the past 1000 years.

Now after listening to Jie Wuyi's explanation, and looking at the noodles again, Shui Jing immediately reacted: "So this bowl is... birthday noodles?"

"Well," Xie Wuyi nodded, looked at the bowl of noodles and said, "Master, do you want to try it? Although it doesn't look good, the taste should be passable."

How could Shui Jing care about the taste of the noodles, just because of this kind of intention, let alone a bowl of noodles, even if it was something that was at the bottom of the pot, he would probably be able to eat it without changing his face.

He walked to the table and sat down, picked up the chopsticks and said with a smile: "Since you made it yourself, you must eat it."

As he spoke, he picked up a piece of noodles with his chopsticks, lifted it up, and suddenly found that the noodles were extremely long, as if they had no end.

Xie Wuyi sat across from him, seeing that he raised his chopsticks above his head, he couldn't help reminding: "Master, this is a whole chopstick, it might be inconvenient to eat all of them."

"Oh? Is that so?" Shui Jing was amazed, and then asked in confusion, "Why is it so long?"

Xie Wuyi said: "Since it is longevity noodles, it naturally means 'longevity'."

Only then did Shui Jing know why the thickness of the dough was uneven. It was not easy to knead the dough into a whole piece and keep it unbroken. The royal chef is comparable.

However, after hearing Jie Wuyi's explanation, Shui Jing didn't know what to say. He looked at that side, blinked and said: "Although this side is a whole stick, you can't swallow it from the beginning to the end when you eat it." If it goes down, won’t it still be broken?”

Xie Wuyi was speechless for a while, and after Shui Jing asked, he also found that the question was a bit of a suspicion of finding fault, so he hurriedly said, "It's okay, it's okay, I just eat it all, and it will be reunited in my belly even if it is broken."

After finishing speaking, he immediately put his head down and took a sip. After chewing twice, he found that this noodle was not only quite strong, but also tasted unexpectedly good.

Xie Wuyi stared at him and said, "How?"

Shui Jing swallowed, nodded and praised: "Excellent, excellent."

Xie Wuyi seemed slightly relieved, got up and fetched a flat wooden box from the bookshelf beside him.

The shape of the wooden box is special, inexplicably reminding Shui Jing of the one that stored the score of "Question Return Date", he couldn't help wondering: "This is it?"

Xie Wuyi stretched out his hand and pushed the wooden box in front of his eyes, and said: "When I was a teacher, the master said that you must close your eyes for the ceremony. I was clever and used the music score of the master to fool me, and the master never cared about me. Now this birthday gift is made by myself, I don't know if it will suit Master's vision."

Shui Jing didn't expect that he prepared a gift, he was a bit surprised, and when he heard that he made it himself, he felt a little anticipation, put down the chopsticks, and opened the wooden box.

Inside the wooden box lay a thick booklet, which at first glance was similar to those stored by Shui Jing in Four Seasons Mountain. On it was written four characters in gold ink: A Thousand Scenes of Yujing.

Shui Jing's eyes lit up, he took it out of the box, flipped through it briefly, and found that it was actually a picture book, every page in it was a picture, there were seascapes, landscapes, streets, and alleys. Small farm yard.

These paintings are not only landscapes and still lifes, but also people.

The fishermen casting nets when the sun rises on the sea, the woodcutters chopping firewood in the morning mist in the mountains, the vendors in the streets and alleys in the night market, the old man sifting chaff and drying vegetables in the courtyard, these moments that can be seen everywhere are captured by Xie Wuyi. It was printed in the heart, and now it is vivid on the paper.

Among them, Shui Jing also saw many very familiar scenery, such as Wangming Tower in the sunset, Gufan Island under the starry sky, Furen Gorge under Anyu Mountain, the rockery in the Imperial Garden, the swing in front of Yanque House, The Salt Office in the southwest of Yudu...

Shui Jing was fascinated for a while, and Xie Wuyi couldn't hear Xie Wuyi's soft calls, until Xie Wuyi stretched out his hand and shook it in front of his eyes, then he raised his head in a daze and said, "Huh?"

Xie Wuyi said: "Master, why don't you take a look at the title page?"

Shui Jing was startled, closed the album and opened the first page, only to find that there was a small poem written on the title page:

The mist envelops the cold water, and the morning light sends the clouds back.

The green mountains melt the snow, and the birds come against the wind.

These few sentences describe the scene of winter going to spring and snow melting and birds returning, which is also the meaning of Lichun.

only……

Shui Jing asked strangely, "Why not use Yu Wen?"

The four characters "Thousand Scenery of Yu State" on the cover of this album are clearly in Yu Wen, but the poem on the title page is in Da Luan characters, which makes Shui Jing a little puzzled.

Xie Wuyi said: "I heard from the national teacher that the master is not proficient in Yu Wen."

Shui Jing was stunned for a moment, and was surprised that Shijiu would talk so nonsense, but suddenly remembered that he had confirmed to him the writing of the two lines of Yu Wen when he was engraving Gu Jian, probably... that's when he came up with such a Come to a conclusion.

Thinking of this, Shui Jing no longer entangled in the matter of words, and silently recited the little poem twice in his heart, raised his head and said with a smile: "You can go up to the court, go down to the kitchen, dance with a sword, and wield a pen and ink. There is nothing in this world. Is there anything else you don't know?"

Xie Wuyi lowered his eyes and smiled lightly, and said, "Master is absurd."

In the past six months, Xie Wuyi rarely showed a smile on his face, even if the corners of his mouth were bent occasionally, it always made people feel that there was a bit of fatigue and heaviness hidden in that smile.

As it is now.

Shui Jing quietly looked at his drooping long eyelashes, a trace of sourness suddenly leaked out of his heart, but before he could taste the emotion in detail, Jie Wuyi raised his eyes, reached out and took the porcelain bottle on the tray and put two Filling up the empty cups, he picked up one of the cups and said, "Today is Master's birthday, I would like to respect Master for a cup. I hope Master will be happy in everything."

After speaking, he raised his head and poured the whole glass of wine into his throat neatly.

Ever since he was unintentionally provoked by Shijiu with a glass of wine and "spit the truth after drinking", Shui Jing has always been indifferent to wine, but today Xie Wuyi's cup is for birthday, Shui Jing does not want to brush his mind, or Reaching out to pick up the cup, he glanced down at the sake in the cup, closed his eyes, put it to his mouth, and drank it with his head raised.

The pungentness burned from the throat all the way to the abdomen like a raging fire, Shui Jing couldn't help frowning slightly.

Xie Wuyi watched him drink up the wine, watched his tightly closed eyes and slightly frowning brows, the hand holding the cup slowly tightened, and then loosened little by little.

When Shui Jing opened his eyes, he was greeted by a pair of deep eyes staring at him without blinking. There seemed to be waves and dark tides in those eyes.

Shui Jing was pierced by this gaze for no reason, but before he could get to the bottom of it, he already felt the heat of the wine welling up from his stomach, and then spread throughout his body, slowly covering Shui Jing's limbs, neck, and even the top of his head .

Shui Jing felt a little dizzy, and couldn't help raising his hand to support his forehead with his elbow on the table, his mind gradually became chaotic, and a thin layer of mist seemed to fill his eyes.

He squinted his eyes and turned his head to look around. It seemed that everything he could see was shaking, and when shaking, double images appeared.

He couldn't remember if he closed his eyes, but he felt like he had an extremely long dream after that.

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Xie Wuyi will give you a toast on my behalf, and wish my treasured angels a Merry Christmas^_^