Don't Forget Everything

On the fifth day of November, Wei Chuyue's birthday was the day of heavy snowfall.

As the saying goes, light snow seals the land, and heavy snow seals the river. The closer the new year is, the colder the weather will be.

It doesn’t snow often in Biancheng in winter. The day before Wei Chuyue and Guan Guan, it started to rain and snow. Not long after, the sky was full of snow, thousands of miles of ice, and thousands of miles of snow. come light.

The crowning ceremony is a major event in life, it is quite complicated, and the customs are slightly different in different places. According to the rules of the ancestors, Wei Chuyue's crowning ceremony is a big ceremony for adulthood, and it should be held for seven days. However, Wei Chuyue has no parents, grandparents, or brothers and sisters, and his name is not even in the genealogy. Here, there are no relatives and friends who need to be notified of the banquet, and no clan rulers who need to worship and sacrifice. The crown ceremony and him seem to be a joke, otherwise just treat it as nothing.

But Wei Lin refused, saying that ceremonies cannot be discarded. Song Yilin and Xia Yuan are also orphans. Their crown ceremonies are all handled by Wei Lin. But to save the past is simply outrageous.

The harmony on Wei Lin's face was broken by Wei Chuyue's anger. Wei Chuyue didn't dare to say anything, so he let Wei Lin do it.But no matter how much you do, it's a housework for Wuwangzhai to close its doors, so on this day, Wuwangzhai is rare to thank guests behind closed doors.

The new year is approaching, and the lanterns and festoons in Wuwangzhai are not obtrusive, and the Chaoyun Tower is even more prosperous and covered with red silk. who to marry.

Wei Chuyue was called up early in the morning before dawn, and was almost blinded by the silver-red robe in Wei Lin's hand. With a headache, he said, "Uncle Lin, this color is too bright."

"Your robes are pitch black, can you wear them? Try them on, they're newly made for you, so happy."

Wei Chuyue held his forehead, his face was tangled, this is too festive, if this piece of cloth was given to the broken rain and thin clouds, it would be as beautiful as a fairy, but Wei Chuyue must not wear it, after a long time with Wei Lin, Wei Lin compromised and gave Wei Chuyue another Bringing several new clothes: "It was originally prepared for you during the Chinese New Year, so you are not allowed to wear a suit of ink today."

In the end, Wei Chuyue chose a jade-colored robe, wearing it like a banished fairy in the sky, which was indistinguishable in the snow. Wei Lin felt that it was too cold, but he couldn't hold back Wei Chuyue.

No matter how the crown ceremony is simplified here in Wei Chuyue, the most important crowning and character selection cannot be omitted.

Wei Chuyue knelt in the quiet room of Chaoyun Tower. Before the auspicious hour, Wei Lin sighed and retreated silently, not wanting to be disturbed.

In this quiet room in Chao Yunlou, there is only one incense table with an empty spiritual tablet on it, and a futon in front of the table, nothing else.

When Han Muchuan came, Wei Lin had been standing on the porch waiting for a long time, the snow fell on Wei Lin in a gust of wind, almost freezing him into a snowball.

"Why are you standing outside?" Han Muchuan came quietly, startling Wei Lin.

"Young Master Han, you are here."

"The auspicious time is coming, let's go in." Han Muchuan reached out to take the jade crown that Wei Lin was holding.

Wei Lin nodded, thanked him, brushed off the snow on his body, and couldn't help shaking.

The two knocked on the door and entered. There was no brazier inside, and it was as cold as outside.

Han Muchuan frowned, he had never been in this room before, he never thought it would be empty, and there was no one else in the room except the three of them, not to mention the room, they were the only ones in Chao Yun Tower three people.

"Master, it's time." It's an auspicious time.

Wei Chuyue nodded.

Han Muchuan said to Wei Lin and Wei Chuyue, "I'll come."

Wei Lin was stunned for a moment, then glanced at Wei Chuyue, Wei Chuyue nodded slightly, and Wei Lin said, "I will be a teacher for one day and a father for the rest of my life. It is most appropriate for Mr. Han to crown the young master."

Han Muchuan untied Wei Chuyue's hair, tied it up again for him, held a jade crown and bestowed it on him: "Auspicious month and day, it is Shen Erfu, respect for Er Weiyi, Shu Shende. My sister will live forever, and will receive Hu Fu forever. "

Wei Chuyue bowed to Han Muchuan.

Han Muchuan asked Wei Lin: "Is there a word?"

"Yes. Su Xun."

Wei Chuyue chuckled lightly, and said, "Uncle Lin, thank you Uncle for me."

Han Muchuan heard from Wei Chuyue that he still has an uncle, but he hasn't seen him for many years, maybe he will never see him again.

Wei Chuyue's crowning ceremony is as simple as that, adding crowns, choosing characters, even the ceremony of meeting the emperor can be omitted, and now it is cheaper for Han Muchuan.

On a snowy day, Wei Chuyue was not in high spirits and didn't want to go out to play with other people in Wuwangzhai. Even Wei Lin was driven away by him, only Han Muchuan couldn't be driven away.

"Do you drink?"

"It's not even noon yet." Is it too early for a drink?

"Even at night, you still don't drink." Wei Chuyue ignored Han Muchuan, warmed two pots of wine by himself, and handed Han Muchuan a bowl of ginger and jujube soup, "Go to the cold."

Wei Chuyue sat on the bed with a leather jacket pulled over his knees to cover him. He wasn't afraid of the cold, but he was lazy, and he was still warm and comfortable in the winter.

"How did you come?"

Wei Chuyue has many masters, but only Han Muchuan knows his birth date. His many masters only teach him one skill, one method and one unique knowledge. How much he can learn depends on Wei Chuyue's own ability. They don't really want to accept him as an apprentice, so Many masters, except for Han Muchuan, there are very few other letters.

Han Muchuan would come to celebrate Wei Chuyue's birthday every year, and Wei Chuyue still couldn't help asking "Why are you here?" every year.

"The northwest is too cold." Han Muchuan's excuse sounded ridiculous. It's approaching the winter solstice, where is it not cold, and Biancheng is also snowing heavily, so it is not warm.

Han Muchuan took out a brocade box, which was a birthday present for Wei Chuyue.

Wei Chuyue opened it and saw that there was a jade hairpin and a pair of jade pendants, both of which were of high-quality white jade. Elegant.

Wei Chuyue pressed the corner of his mouth to suppress his smile, and whispered, "It matches my jade crown very well."

Han Muchuan reached out to take the jade hairpin, walked around to Wei Chuyue's side, and really replaced it for him.

Wei Chuyue pursed his lips, couldn't hold back his smile, and simply changed the jade pendant around his waist, which really matched his jade-colored robe.

"I wanted to carve a pair of unicorns for you, but the jade craftsman said that my clumsy hands would damage this fine jade, but I just refused to teach you, so I had to change to this simple style." Han Muchuan was not satisfied at first, but now Seeing that Wei Chuyue was wearing Lingxiu Junyi, he stopped being angry.

"You made it for me with your own hands?" Wei Chuyue rubbed the jade pendant for a while, the gloom in his heart was swept away, the joy couldn't be hidden, and he immediately laughed, "How dare someone say you are stupid, that jade craftsman is good!" Daring."

Wei Chuyue used to drink to relieve his worries, but now he is happy.

Han Muchuan pressed Wei Chuyue's hand holding the wine cup, took the wine cup from his hand, and put it aside: "Have you practiced sword today?"

Wei Chuyue curled his lips: "Let's avoid me today? New clothes, Uncle Lin must be unhappy if they are ruined."

Every year on his birthday, Wei Chuyue looked forward to Han Muchuan's coming, but was also afraid that he would bring him gifts when he came, and force him to practice swords and tricks.

The other masters only teach once, and Wei Chuyue doesn't care how much he can learn. Only Han Muchuan seems to want to make it difficult for Wei Chuyue.

"Then go change."

Wei Chuyue could only take off the jade pendant that had just been hung up, put it back in the brocade box and put it away, and changed his clothes.

On the second day when he met Han Muchuan, he forced Wei Chuyue to learn swordsmanship, not only to teach, but also to teach him everything, not only the swordsmanship, but also the inner strength and mentality.

Wei Chuyue couldn't believe it at all, so he asked why.He was just a boy who suddenly emerged from the river. He had never met Han Muchuan before. Han Muchuan didn't ask a single word about his origin and identity. If you have a good foundation, you must teach.There is no need for teacher apprenticeship ceremony, and there is no need for Wei Chuyue to be a teacher formally. How can there be such a good thing in the world?It's like a pie in the sky.

Hearing Wei Chuyue's question, Han Muchuan thought about it seriously, and didn't speak for a while.

Wei Chuyue thought he was going to say: "You are lucky, kid. You have a lucky life. If you meet a good man on your way, thank you for your kindness."

And Han Muchuan only said: "Ordinary etiquette doesn't matter, I beg you to help me, and all sword skills are my thanks."

Han Muchuan changed "force" Wei Chuyue to learn swordsmanship into "begging" Wei Chuyue to learn swordsmanship, and Wei Chuyue himself almost believed it.However, in Han Muchuan's eyes, there is no difference between these two words, as long as Wei Chuyue learns swordsmanship and performs tricks with himself, it doesn't matter, he doesn't even ask what "Ayue"'s surname is.

Not surprisingly, Wei Chuyue lost again and lay motionless in the snow.

Han Muchuan retracted the sword, walked to him, and pulled him up: "The sword just now shouldn't be retracted, although it is more dangerous, the situation can be reversed if the sword is not retracted."

Wei Chuyue laughed and patted the snow on his body: "It's cold, my hands are a little stiff, I don't want to withdraw the sword."

Han Muchuan couldn't tell that Wei Chuyue was talking nonsense again, the sword intent was intentional, and it couldn't be deceiving.

Wei Chuyue went into the back room to change his clothes, combed his messy hair again, but stopped while raising his hand, he wanted Han Muchuan to put a crown on him, just like in the morning.

Wei Chuyue looked at the jade hairpin lying in front of him, his thoughts were in a mess. Since when did he realize that his thoughts on Han Muchuan had changed?

At first, he wanted to learn Han Muchuan's sword skills, but when he was able to leave later, he felt that Han Muchuan was a good cover and even the best bodyguard in the world.

Why didn't Han Muchuan drive him away?He even took him back to the northwest, and brought him back to Jiuque Hall.He obviously didn't know anything, but he never doubted Wei Chuyue.

Wei Chuyue thought that Jiuquetang was a rumor in the world, it was Xinmi, and it was a place that should not be known to outsiders, but Han Muchuan said that no one wanted to come because of the cold.

Wei Chuyue had never seen such a stupid person.He learned the kung fu of Jiu Que Tang, and he never even called his master.Han Muchuan was willing to take him home without asking about his life experience.

"What if I sell Jiuque Hall?"

"It shouldn't be worth much."

"If I have an enemy, what if I come to hunt them down?"

"Are you looking for your own death?"

Wei Chu laughed non-stop.

Except for talking about swords, Han Muchuan rarely talked, but he was willing to listen to what Wei Chuyue said, even if it was nonsense all night and all day, he would listen.

Han Muchuan is obviously not stupid, he always said that the sword intent is the heart, he can see through Wei Chuyue's sword, and he can also see through Wei Chuyue's emotions, but he never asked.

"Han Muchuan, my name is Wei Chuyue, my parents were killed, and the person who killed them was my father's elder brother."

"Ah Yue wants revenge?"

"I want to live a lazy life."

Wei Chuyue thought to himself, Han Muchuan must teach him a lesson, don't be lazy in sword practice.

But he didn't want Han Muchuan to just say: "Okay."

"Han Muchuan, the fifth day of November is my birthday."

"I remember."

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"Han Muchuan, what is it that I am in your heart?"

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I kind of miss Erha, let him come back in the next chapter!