Sheng Nong Xue Su

The spring breeze is on the south bank of the Green River, but Wanmei Mountain Villa still has a solemn look. Although the outside of the villa is full of spring flowers, the inside of the villa is also full of greenery, but the green is cold, and the excitement does not linger in people's hearts at all.

Ximen Chuuxue sat under the cold green shade, wiping his sword intently, as if he only had this sword in his eyes and nothing else.

Suddenly, a cry of an eagle came from afar, and Wanmei Villa seemed to come alive all of a sudden. The closed windows opened with a "snap", and several heads stuck out of the window, looking at the sound of the eagle with joy. The boy who was dozing on the railing suddenly jumped up, eagerly watching the shadow passing high above the sky, and then ran to tell each other.

"Boss Fu, there's a letter from Young Master Sheng." A young man in Tsing Yi ran into the meeting hall, bluffing.

"Got it, got it, you brat." Uncle Fu calmly continued to make calculations, and said impatiently, "Go for what you should do, but you must never go to the main courtyard."

"Oh, let's go now." The young boy in Tsing Yi scratched the back of his head, and left happily.

When the young man in Tsing Yi disappeared, Uncle Fu raised his head and said, "It should be No. 20 Jiufeng..." Looking sideways at the sky outside the window, a loving smile floated on his face, Said: "Today is really the best weather in January." Then, he lowered his head and began to make calculations.

The eagle circled over the hospital, plunged down, and landed on the scabbard that Ximen Chuuxue stretched out.

Ximen Chuuxue picked up the meat prepared on the side and handed it over. After a while, a large plate of meat was drained. Ximen Chuuxue smiled lightly and said softly: "It really looks like its owner." Put the whole plate on the eagle On the stone table in front of him, he took out a roll of letter paper from the brass tube on its leg, spread it on the table and looked at it, the purpose was a chic and elegant running script.

Blowing snow like:

Is Wanmei Villa in full bloom?Is the flower wine buried last year already full of aroma?Unfortunately, I can't even smell it now.Why don't you send me a cup and let me smell it to see if it's more fragrant.

Well, I visited the imperial city a few days ago, and it was boring. However, the food was not bad, although it was a little cold, and I secretly heated it up. It's a pity that the delicious Dongpo elbow and golden jade He didn't dare to move, otherwise Xiaolan would find out that he would have no soup to drink.Haha, let me add, you will be the brother of Tanhua in the court in the future.

......

take care.

Take me to say hello to Faber.

Sho

Ximen Chuuxue folded the letter, pinned it on his waist, looked at the black eagle that was already full and was picking its feathers with its beak, reached out and touched its head, and said, "Are you still a brother?" Tied to the black eagle's brass pipe, with a slight flick of the scabbard, the black eagle soared into the sky and went away.

Ximen Chuuxue wiped his sword, got up and went to the study.

Ximen Chuuxue opened the drawer, and there were several boxes inside.Ximen Chuuxue opened one of the golden nanmu boxes. It was a neat stack of letter papers. He put the letter paper at his waist on top, and took out a piece of letter paper to read.

Blowing snow like:

The weather is coming into autumn, is the autumn chrysanthemum in Wanmei Villa?It's time for Fubuki to add clothes, internal strength is not everything.

I have gone to the south of the Yangtze River with Mr. Cao.The scenery in the south of the Yangtze River is really exquisite and graceful, even in autumn, it has a special taste.Flowing cups of water, secluded mountains and winding paths, empty valleys and orchids... However, there are also disadvantages, the scenery is too beautiful, and the husband is always full of poetry, knowing that I am not good at this, but every time he catches me write poetry.Regardless of whether poetry is good or bad, my husband can find all kinds of reasons to punish me for cooking. I seriously doubt that my husband is too greedy, so he only has a lot of poetry three times a day.Hehe, just kidding. (A picture of autumn scenery in the south of the Yangtze River is attached)

take care.

Say hello to Forbe.

Sho

Ximen Chuuxue's eyes were soft, as if he saw Ming Sheng's sad face writing poetry, his eyes were full of smiles.After looking at the framed picture of autumn scenery in the south of the Yangtze River hanging on the wall for a while: the flowing water is gurgling, the fishermen sing late, the lotus canopy is independent, the white walls and green tiles on the bank, the pavilions and pavilions are well arranged, and the blank space is inscribed with "the autumn heart and the fresh water look Green lotus. Purple water chestnut can also be picked, try to alleviate the year of sorrow. Under the uneven leaves, there are hundreds of streams before. The high harvest overflows the gullies, and the fragrance is beautiful in Guangchuan. Sing out the female song of Zhao, and dance into the strings of the south of the Yangtze River."

Ximen Chuuxue withdrew his gaze, put the letter back to its original place, and pulled out another two, which read in familiar characters:

Blowing snow like:

I'm really lucky to have arrived in southern Fujian when the cold winter came. It's much warmer here than in the north.Blowing snow should pay attention to keep warm, it is snowing in the north.

The customs in southern Fujian really opened my eyes. There are actually men who form contracts with men here, and even openly serve wine.My husband and I rushed to a small mountain village before sunset. We were tired and hungry at the time. We happened to see that all the villagers were going to a farmer for a bond-bonding banquet, so my husband and I had the cheek to go with us.

According to the villagers, the two men who formed the contract moved here three years ago. They have a very good relationship and have never blushed.During the banquet, I finally met the rightful owner. The two wore the same style of scarlet wedding gowns. One was handsome and cheerful, the other was delicate and elegant. They were really very happy.It doesn't matter who they were or where they came from.

Haha, Fuxue, I wonder what the future "sister-in-law" will look like?Fubuki, what do you look like in wedding clothes?It's really exciting!

......

When Ximen Chuuxue saw this, she always felt a little weird, she didn't know where the problem was, so she just skipped over it, wondering what Sheng'er looked like wearing a phoenix coronet, and changed another letter paper:

Blowing snow like:

How's it going?Can there be a breakthrough in swordsmanship?Can the footwork and mentality I left behind be useful?You won't leave it on the shelf, then I will be very sad.When we meet again, don't lose to me.How about we also bet on "digging earthworms" this time?Haha, when it comes to this, I have to mention the two strange people I met on the road.One is called Lu Xiaofeng, if you see him, you will definitely recognize him.Because he has four eyebrows on his face, if you are not sure, just stab him with a sword, if he catches your sword with two fingers, then he is right.Just kidding.The other one is called Sikong Zhaixing. I don’t know what he looks like because his face always changes. I don’t know which one is the real one. However, his qinggong is very good, and his hands are very flexible. , Claiming to be "Sai Chushuai".When they met them, the two of them were doing somersaults wholeheartedly. In the end, Lu Xiaofeng turned 490 six somersaults, Sikong Zhaixing turned 480 three, so Sikong Zhaixing will dig 490 six earthworms in the next day.Haha, if only I had thought of this brilliant idea when I won against you before.I still can't imagine you digging up earthworms, that will definitely make us happy for a lifetime.

If Lu Xiaofeng and Sikong Zaixing are strange people, then Huamanlou is a strange person.It was raining heavily the day I met Huamanlou. Xiaolan and I happened to see that the Baihualou in Huamanlou was still open, so we went in to take shelter from the rain.Hua Manlou is really a very gentle person, worthy of "a gentleman is like jade, like a brick like a brick". Although he is blind, his love for life infects everyone who comes into contact with him.All this makes him more respected and admired...

Seeing this, Ximen Chuuxue paused for a while, complex colors flashed in his eyes, he stuffed the letter into the stack of letter papers, closed the box lid, closed the drawer and opened it again, and opened another box: A person, a wood-carved Akimoto mask (carved by Ming Sheng himself), a few oddly shaped pebbles...and other gadgets are neatly arranged on the red velvet cloth.Ximen Chuuxue played with the dough man for a while, then put it back, and closed the drawer after tidying it up.

Tanhua who is between 17 and [-] years old.A look of worry flashed across Ximen Chuuxue's eyes, and he couldn't help recalling the scene of Ming Sheng's farewell.

"Ximen, it's time for me to go." The light shone on Ming Sheng's body, lining Ming Sheng's plain clothes with warmth and warmth, and even his voice was softer than before.

Ximen Chuuxue looked up at Ming Sheng, knowing that he couldn't dissuade him, and said, "Your body..."

Ming Sheng smiled lightly, and picked up the light. The suddenly bright light was reflected in Ming Sheng's deep eyes, and Ming Sheng opened his lips: "It's stabilized, and there will be no major problems if you pay attention to it. After all, the body is a battle. capital."

The worry in Ximen Chuuxue's eyes did not diminish, and he said teasingly: "Can you resist not eating meat or drinking alcohol? Can you still drink medicine on time?"

Ming Sheng's face froze, and the aura of an outsider just now was swept away, and he said in a quiet tone: "Chuixue, you are getting less and less cute."

Ximen Chuuxue ignored his words, she was used to it anyway, and said without any rejection: "Take Xiaolan with you."

Ming Sheng sighed, and said: "That's not another housekeeper."

Ximen Chuuxue couldn't help but pat Ming Sheng on the head, and said, "What is 'again'?"

Ming Sheng sat upright, with a serious face, and said: "It's far away in the sky, but it's close in front of us. But, I like it very much. Hehe..."

When Ximen Chuuxue heard this, his eyes were full of smiles, and he said, "Well, I'm very happy."

"I'm leaving early tomorrow morning, so don't come see me off, it's really troublesome." Ming Sheng said with a deliberate look of disgust.

Ximen Chuuxue rubbed Ming Sheng's hair, said with a smile, "I don't know what to do."

Ming Sheng didn't dodge it, and said with a smile: "For the sake of your hands being pretty, I don't mind. I'm going to rest first." After finishing speaking, he pulled Ximen Chuuxue's hand, got up and straightened his clothes, sleeves, etc. , walked away chicly.

"Master, the account books for this spring are ready." Uncle Fu came in with a stack of account books, interrupting Ximen Chuuxue's meditation.

Ximen Chuuxue recovered, nodded, and said, "Leave it alone."

Uncle Fu put the account book on the shelf, turned around and said, "How is Young Master Sheng?"

Ximen Chuuxue frowned, and said, "He's a girl. He also told me to say hello to you."

"Haha, Young Master Sheng is really amazing." Uncle Fu laughed loudly, seeing Ximen Chuixue's eyes with worry, he said, "But how is Young Master Sheng?"

Ximen Chuuxue seemed to think of something, frowned, and said, "You Xiaolan doesn't think it's going to be too bad. Uncle Fu, you get ready, I'm going to... the capital to inspect the property."

Uncle Fu heard the words, a smile appeared on his face, and said: "I'll go get ready now. Haha, the capital is good, the capital is good." After speaking, he walked away briskly.