Fragrance in the wind

In the twelfth lunar month of the same year, the snow fell for the first time, the moon was bright and clear, hanging high in the sky, and a few sky lanterns were floating in the dark blue night sky, flickering on and off.

On the bank of the river in the west of the village, the villagers are lighting sky lanterns to pay homage to the dead and pray for safety.

The few rare snowfalls not only brought benefits to drive away the plague, but also heralded a bumper harvest in the coming year. Shanyin County, which had suffered several times, finally saw new hope.Smiles reappeared on everyone's faces, which was quite different from the previous few months in Shanyin County, giving people a brand new feeling.

The little boy blew a few breaths on the torch in his hand, only to see that the scattered sparks quickly dimmed again, "Mother, mother." The boy called out dissatisfiedly, busy lighting another one The woman with the sky lantern, "Why can't the baby always blow it up?"

The woman said with a smile: "Wait for Xiaobao, when Grandma finishes ordering, Grandma will blow it to you."

"Okay!" The boy smacked his lips boredly.

At this moment, a man in purple came up behind the little boy, he bent down with a smile, spread his palms and said, "Can I let my brother blow it for you?"

"Brother Ziyi..." The boy nodded with a smile, and handed him the torch in his hand, his eyes full of anticipation.

Zizhou blew lightly and forcefully on Huozhezi, and the Huozhezi immediately rekindled. The boy clapped his hands happily, and his laughter was as sweet as a silver bell, "Brother Ziyi is so evil! I want to be a young man when I grow up A genius doctor who will benefit the common people just like Brother Ziyi."

Zizhou rubbed the boy's black hair, "Go and light the lamp!"

"Yeah!" The boy nodded.

Zizhou straightened his waist, quietly watching the scene of the boy turning around and running towards his mother, the dim light reflected his warm profile.

"Can praying with sky lanterns really work?" Yan Xing tilted his head, looking at the silent sky in wonder.

Zizhou lost his expression and looked up at the sky: "Leaving aside the issue of efficacy, I feel that it is a kind of beautiful sustenance and also a kind of faith."

Hearing this, Yan Xing lowered his head and thought for a long time, his eyes lit up suddenly, he ran to the boy, muttered for a long time, the boy agreed to give him a sky lantern, Yan Xing hugged the sky lantern excitedly The lamp turned and came to the river, lit it, folded hands together, and prayed devoutly.

Zi Zhou intentionally approached him quietly, only to hear Yan Xing say: "Pray to God, bless Yan Xing and Cang Qing to be together forever, never leave."

Zizhou smiled as expected, and when he was about to withdraw, he heard him say again: "Oh, and, also, let Zhou'er return to the side of the person who loves him, I really can't bear to see them suffering each other again. "

As soon as these words came out, he stopped his steps. It turned out that his pain was seen by others, but he just couldn't bear to expose it!

Raising his hand to touch the remaining smile on his cheek, he was already smiling very hard, even Yan Xing could see it, which showed how fake his smile was.

In a daze, Yan Xing had already turned around and found Zizhou, he laughed and passed vaguely, Zizhou also pretended that he didn't hear clearly.

Yan Xing took two altars of wine from his younger brother and called Zizhou to sit by the river together.

"We're going back to Mount Putuo tomorrow morning. I don't know when we will meet again. No one is allowed to leave until dawn tonight!" Yan Xing said while pouring two bowls of wine.

"Okay!" Zizhou took it with a smile, "But I'd better drink more, you are not in good health."

After the two drank three bowls in a row, they suddenly felt their ears warm up, and Zi Zhou couldn't help sighing: "What a strong wine!"

"Zhou'er..." Yan Xing suddenly said in a deep voice.

"En?" Zizhou stared sideways at him, only to hear Yan Xing continue: "This time, I suddenly found that you have changed a lot, calmer, and easier to approach. Instead, it warmed up."

Zi Zhou pondered for a while, Fang Hui: "People will grow up one day, become strong and independent, and learn how to get along with others. Don't be too extreme in everything. It's just too ignorant before."

Yan Xing heard the meaning of his words, and asked: "Can't you let go of your master's affairs?"

After a moment of silence, Zizhou said: "If I hadn't been so persistent, maybe none of them would have died!"

"Haven't you done enough in these years? You have saved so many lives, and your master will be relieved to see it in the sky. Some things should always be forgotten, otherwise how can you cherish the people in front of you? Seeing that Zizhou was silent, Yan Xing continued: "Where do you plan to go in the future?"

Looking at the trees in the distance standing silently under the snow, I couldn't help feeling dazed in my heart, and sighed: "Let's take one step at a time. I didn't think too much about it, but I still need to stay here for now."

When Yan Xing heard this, his starry eyes flickered, but he also knew that Zizhou's temperament would definitely not want to go home, so after thinking about it for a long time, he said: "If you feel tired, you must come back. Don't forget that you still have Mount Putuo. What about the group of brothers?"

During the conversation, the corner of his eyes glanced at Zizhou secretly, seeing the other party smiled brightly, as if agreeing, Yan Xing took the opportunity to ask again: "You and Ah Ning..."

Before Yan Xing finished asking, Zizhou interrupted in a low voice: "I have made up my mind, I will not touch her until I give my heart completely. I also told her yesterday that her illness has passed. After recovering, it is entirely up to her whether she wants to leave or stay."

"That's good!" Yan Xing muttered, took a deep breath, and let it out slowly. Zhou'er's heart was still there, so he was relieved.

The moonlight was cold, trembling like a grain of gravel, lightly hitting the bottom of his heart like a lake, rippling, reflecting finely fragmented memories of the past.Especially in this cold winter night, the obsession with the past has been aggravated.

The villagers all dispersed, only a solitude remained, and a few sky lanterns danced in the distance, gradually disappearing into the night sky.

His eyes traveled through time and space and landed on the other side of the unknown.I have to admit that he misses him a lot.Especially when he met Lan Zhengchu and found out that Yan Xing had a connection with him, his heart ached for days and nights without sleep.

In the few years since he left, it's not that he didn't blame himself. Why can't he be like Yan Xing, with a simple mind and only want to be with the person he loves? Why is it not good to be simple?But he couldn't pretend that nothing happened, bearing the lives of so many people with him.

When I was in a trance, I suddenly heard a faint reciting, "The wine is full of wine, the breasts are still open, and the temples are slightly frosty, so why not? I will draw the eagle bow like a full moon, look northwest, and shoot Sirius."

The two turned their heads at the same time, but they saw Lan Zhengchu standing by the riverside in a blue gown and white fox fur with his hands behind his back under the moonlight night. His black hair, which was neatly tied up in the daytime, was casually loose. He stood there The elegant and slender figure is just like the poem said: "The moon rises brightly, and the bright man looks like a man."

"Master Lan!" Yan Xing has a cheerful personality, and has already become familiar with the people here in Shanyin County for four months, "Come... come, have a few drinks with us."

Lan Zhengchu didn't refuse either, and walked slowly to the side of the two, saying, "I don't know how to drink."

"Master Lan actually doesn't know how to drink in officialdom."

"Drunkenness is a mistake, knowing how to drink saves a lot of trouble."

"Oh..." Seeing that Lan Zhengchu was just standing quietly, Yan Xing shouted enthusiastically: "Lord Lan, sit down, you won't be tired from standing all the time!"

Before Lan Zhengchu could speak, Zizhou said first, "Xing'er, don't make things difficult for Mr. Lan. Mr. Lan has always kept himself clean, so how could he be as sloppy as us?"

After Lan Zhengchu heard it, he gathered his clothes and sat down.

Yan Xing's already distracted eyes wandered over the two of them, and he consciously shut up and stopped talking, because no matter what the two of them said next, he couldn't get in his mouth.

Zizhou drank the wine in the bowl, and under the influence of the alcohol, he gradually let go of his nature, and pointedly said: "As far as I know, Mr. Lan is a civil servant!"

"What do you want to say?" Lan Zhengchu raised his eyebrows and looked at Ziyi.

"I'm just a little curious. I didn't expect that Mr. Lan, who is as temperamental as a lotus, is so passionate in his heart." Zi Zhou glanced at him and smiled charmingly.

Lan Zhengchu was taken aback, looked away hastily, and replied flatly, "My lord is drunk!"

Zizhou ignored him, and still said unhurriedly: "It can't help but make people suspect that Master Lan came here for the real reason. He can hold a bow like a full moon, look northwest, and shoot Sirius." Looking at the other party with interest, there was a touch of mockery in his tone: "Master Lan, you are not demoted here!"

Lan Zhengchu was silent for a moment, raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and replied with a smile: "My lord, I'm afraid I may have misunderstood the meaning. This poem written by Fang Yin is just a long-cherished wish of my life, not an allusion to the current situation."

"That's how it is. That lord's ambition makes me admire you."

Lan Zhengchu's eyes fell on the side face of the other party again. For some reason, there was an indescribable sense of familiarity, and he said lightly: "Why do you talk about admiration? Isn't what the young master is doing now is benefiting the people!"

"Benefiting the people?" Zizhou sighed faintly, and the mockery on his lips grew stronger, "It's such a great word, if it is used on me, it would be a pity! It's a pity!"

"How can you be so arrogant, young master?"

Zizhou paused slightly, and raised his voice: "In front of your lord, I am just a charlatan, and I can only belittle myself."

After saying that, Yan Xing giggled, out of breath, patted his thigh and said: "I said, what's the matter with you two, you haven't stopped since you sat down, the two old men are so funny Is it fun to play with your mouth?"

The two of them didn't look at each other, and neither of them spoke.

The wine tonight was a little strange, and I was drunk before I knew it. Yan Xing was no stranger to Zizhou's appearance, but for Lan Zhengchu, it was the first time that the purple clothes in front of him were just as good as before. The purple clothes that were blowing fire with the boy, this character of both good and evil is very similar to a person in memory, and they all love to wear purple, and suddenly feel that the name of the purple fox is not for nothing in the world.

Lan Zhengchu looked at those two drinking with gusto. He sat here dryly and felt awkward. If it were him before, he probably wouldn't even know how to sit, so he left with a few polite words. , Why do you not want to leave here today?

After thinking about it for a long time, he didn't seem to get an answer, so he automatically ignored the person in the middle, and asked Yan Xing casually: "I heard that you are leaving tomorrow?"

"En!" Yan Xing drooped his head, half-opened his eyes, raised the bowl and was about to put it to his mouth, but was snatched away by Zizhou, "...don't drink it, I'll drink it." drink up.

Seeing that the two of them had a very good relationship at the beginning, Lan Zheng was a little curious, so he asked, "How did you know each other?"

A pair of eyes half awake and half drunk, looked straight at Lan Zhengchu, Lan Zhengchu felt a little uncomfortable being looked at, but the other party slowly leaned over, breathed in his ear with the intention of probing, "Lan Zhengchu Does your lord want to spy on me? It is good for you and me to maintain the friendship of a gentleman..."

As he whispered, Lan Zhengchu's body froze for a moment, and under the gaze of those charming eyes, he unexpectedly froze.

"I'm his second senior brother..." Yan Xing patted his chest and proudly broke their deadlock, "He is the apprentice that the old man accepted when he was traveling in the clouds. Speaking of the old man, hum! My master has been standing by for him. Mount Putuo, just because he was afraid that he would not find his way home...Hmph! He even gave away the glazed gourd given to him by his master...Hmph!"

Lan Zhengchu didn't understand a word of what Yan Xing said, and couldn't help shaking his head. If they continued to drink like this, they would definitely die of drunkenness.He turned his head to greet the Putuo Mountain disciple who was sitting in the distance, and told him to drag Yan Xing back.