young master in arms

The real name of Wan'an Temple is Xiangshi Temple. It was built in the Gengshen Year of Shaoxing in the Song Dynasty. It has always been full of incense.

People were walking towards the temple, but they all stopped.

Two people were climbing up the stairs, slowly coming from the city.

A person looks elegant and meticulous, but he can't help but look vicissitudes, his eyeballs are slightly swollen, and there is a faint black shadow under his slightly drooping eyelashes. If you look closely, there seems to be an imperceptible light in his downcast eyes, touching him. The girl in the eyes seemed to be melted by the sun, even though he was dressed simply, like a servant.

There was a person in front of him, wearing a silk sable collar cape, and a neck scarf covering his chin. He had a face with distinct features and angles, which was extremely handsome, but so unrestrained, with a head of black and thick hair. However, under a pair of sword-shaped eyebrows is a pair of slender peach blossom eyes, which will make people fall if they are not careful.With a straight nose and moderately thick lips with a dizzying smile, she looked a little pale at this moment.

He could hear the servant say: "Young master practices martial arts all day long, why is he still so weak?"

The young master said: "I don't know, I'm just afraid of the cold."

"Then quickly enter the temple and ask the abbot to light some fires."

"So good."

Wan'an Temple presiding officer Dao Yi looked benevolently, seeing Jin Shaoyan and Xiao Yushan walking in quickly, he clasped his hands together and said, "Amitabha, poor monk Dao Yi, I have seen Young Master Jin."

Jin Shaoyan was so cold that he didn't want to speak, Xiao Yushan hurriedly returned a salute for him: "Father Dao is very polite, my son is suffering from the cold weather, so I thought of this to get some warmth."

Dao Yi hurriedly sent someone to lead the two of them to the backyard, and the little novice walked in front with a smile on his face: "A few days ago, Master Jin donated a Buddha statue to be placed in Wan'an Temple after listening to the eminent monk's teaching, but the abbot was very happy."

He may have talked a lot, but he couldn't stop talking, Xiao Yushan remained silent, he looked at Jin Shaoyan shivering from the cold, frowned, and asked softly, "Is it cold?"

Jin Shaoyan's voice was trembling: "Cold." His lips were pale and bloodless, Xiao Yushan was surprised, how could the young master not stand the cold so much?He quickly hugged Jin Shaoyan, hesitated a bit, and ran to the backyard. Seeing Xiao Yushan's lightness kung fu was so good, the little novice widened his eyes: "What a handsome lightness kung fu."

When he arrived, Xiao Yushan had already lit a fire, Jin Shaoyan was a little dazed from the cold, he had already lost his mind to look at the snow, felt the warmth of the fire, and now he looked forward, as if he was about to jump into the fire.

Seeing his pity, Xiao Yushan took off his only overcoat and covered him, "It will be warm after a while."

Jin Shaoyan recovered a lot, and blamed himself: "It's all my fault. I promised to bring brother Shan to see the snow, but hid here to warm up." Neglecting it is also the coldest, as soon as he left the Jinfu, he felt cold soles and stiff neck, and could not control his shivering even after going to the temple.

Xiao Yushan smiled and said, "I've seen enough snow along the way."

He caught a glimpse of the little novice monk standing at the door, and smiled at him, "Thank you, little master."

The little novice wanted to say something, but he didn't dare, so he walked over and gently pulled Xiao Yushan's clothes: "Big brother, can you come to the next room to find me later?"

Xiao Yushan was taken aback.

The little novice was full of excitement: "I... I have something very important to tell my big brother."

Jin Shaoyan on the side smiled and said: "Could it be that you are Brother Shan's illegitimate child?" He couldn't help laughing again, Xiao Yushan slapped his forehead hard: "Could it be that I gave birth to you?"

The little novice was astonished.

Jin Shaoyan laughed dryly for a while: "Brother Shan can't take a joke like this."

Xiao Yushan said: "Yushan has only shared the bed with the young master in this life, if it wasn't for the two of us, it's hard to explain."

He got more serious, Jin Shaoyan smiled wryly and shook his head: "Do you still mind me going to sleep with you in your room?"

Xiao Yushan's expression was gloomy: "Yushan is a servant, and the young master is a noble man."

The little novice could no longer understand. He felt that it would be awkward to stay any longer, so he retreated quietly. When he got outside, he was worried that his elder brother would not come to him, so he paced back and forth anxiously at the door.

The firewood was burning vigorously, and the whole room was warmed up.

Jin Shaoyan took off Xiao Yushan's overcoat, sighed, and wanted to put it on for him, but Xiao Yushan refused: "Yushan comes by himself."

Somewhat disappointed, Jin Shaoyan stretched out his hand. Looking at the exuberant fire in front of him, Jin Shaoyan remembered some old things.

"Master!" He heard the housekeeper exclaim.

"Tu'er!" was his mother crying.

"Quick, make a fire!" was his father's fretfulness.

In the winter of that year, there was also a lot of snow.

"It was so cold that year." He sighed in his heart, but a smile appeared on his face again.

Pushing open the door, I saw the little monk sitting on the bed and chanting sutras.

Xiao Yushan said: "What did little master ask me to do?"

When the little novice saw Xiao Yushan, he immediately stopped his homework and jumped out of bed: "Just now I saw that big brother's lightness kung fu is very good, so I want him to teach me."

Xiao Yushan showed a smile, he walked over and touched the little monk's round face: "Want to learn lightness kung fu?"

"I want!"

"I only have one request."

The little novice nodded his head: "Even if there are 1 requirements, I can do it."

Xiao Yushan said: "I have a letter here, take it to Wupoling and give it to a man named Wen Tianxiang." He took out a letter and handed it to the little monk: "When you come back, I will teach you lightness kung fu .”

"It's so simple?" The little novice couldn't believe it. Wu Po Ridge was not far away, and it took less than three days to go back and forth. Thinking that he would be able to learn martial arts in three days, he shouted excitedly. Xiao Yushan held him down: " Only you know about this."

The little novice understood, he nodded vigorously, as if he could learn Xiao Yushan's lightness kung fu by nodding.

At this time, the door of the little novice was pushed open, and Jin Shaoyan's handsome face appeared: "Brother Shan, it's getting late, shall we go back?"

Xiao Yushan pinched the little monk's face: "Big Brother is leaving."

The little monk was a little bit reluctant: "Big brother goodbye."

"What did the little monk tell you just now?" On the way back home, Jin Shaoyan raised the curtain of the carriage and asked Xiao Yushan who was driving the carriage.

Xiao Yushan said: "He said the young master is really handsome and wants to be your wife."

Jin Shaoyan almost jumped out of the car: "What do you say?"

"I said try it."

Thinking of the little novice's expression just now, Jin Shaoyan cried and said, "Brother Shan won't let you play with me like this."

Xiao Yushan let out a long laugh, whipped his horsewhip vigorously, the horse whipped harder, Jin Shaoyan almost lost his footing, and flew out of the car, Xiao Yushan said: "Master, let's go to the suburbs to see, maybe we can meet the Second Young Master and Miss He. "

Jin Shaoyan was originally afraid of the cold and timid, but Xiao Yushan intentionally did so, somewhat arousing his childhood fun, so he took off his cloak, got out of the car, grabbed the whip from Xiao Yushan's hand, and said, "Brother Shan, drive the horse." If it’s too slow, let me show you a hand.”

It seems that Mongolian men are born with the ability to control cattle and horses, and horses are surprisingly obedient.

Jin Shaoyan swung his whip fast, not without complacency: "Brother Shan, are you convinced?" The carriage ran extremely fast, leaving Jin Shaoyan's hearty laughter in the winter snowflakes, dispelling the disgusting cold.

This fear of the cold has accompanied him for six full years.

six years ago.

When the steward found him in the thick snow and ice, he had lost consciousness.

After waking up again, the mother hugged him with tears streaming down her face.

"Who buried you in the snow?"

"I buried it myself."

"Could it be that you are crazy?"

"The boy is not crazy, the boy just wants to experience the feeling of being buried in the snow."

"What's wrong with you?"

He doesn't tell anyone, it's just for one person.

He finally had the same pain as him, even if it had tortured him for years.

He is happy.

The carriage galloped, and the people on the carriage shouted: "Then the daughter of the He family is really as fat as a drum?"

Another person said: "It's not just like a barrel, it's like a basin."