bluestone

In November, Xishan City ushered in the first snow of the year.

At first, it was fine snowflakes, which fluttered down in the town, and then a gust of north wind blew, and the small snowflakes turned into heavy snow like goose feathers, flying all over the sky. Presumably, those snowflakes that have been accumulated for a year can finally fall recklessly , should be very happy!

Qingming looked at the snow outside the window and knew clearly that he would leave here soon.

The wind and snow for several days hastened the plum blossoms in the yard.

The snow is much smaller, but it is still falling, looking very leisurely, without the urgency of the first few days.

The clouds have not dispersed, and the sky still looks a little gloomy, making people lazy.

Qingming read in the room for a few days, but couldn't take it anymore, so he asked someone to bring a small stove and a kettle, and put them on the stone table under the plum tree.

Putting on a generous cloak, he sat alone at the stone table.

There is also a special taste in making tea and appreciating plum blossoms!

Han Tuo came to talk to Qing Ming as usual.

"Brother Qing, I'm here again... Excuse me..." The last three words were drowned on Han Tuo's lips.

White snow and red plums, black hair and white clothes, surrounded by water mist, like an immortal in the sky, magnificent, but also out of reach.

As soon as he stepped into the yard, he saw such an extremely pleasing scene, he couldn't help but stop, and stood at the door in a daze.

Hearing the sound, the man turned his head and smiled, "What are you doing there, why don't you come over and have a cup of tea to warm up!"

Han Tuo's heart trembled heavily, and a scene of deja vu suddenly flashed before his eyes, and it was so fleeting that he couldn't see who it was.

Although he didn't see it clearly, he knew that that person should be Qing Ming who had a relationship with him in the past. For some reason, he was very sure of this.

Without thinking too much, Han Tuo stepped forward and sat opposite him.

Qingming picked up the bubbling hot water pot and poured it into the prepared teapot. The green tea leaves rolled with the hot water, bursts of tea fragrance came out; Had a glass.

Han Tuoan watched his graceful and beautiful movements quietly, and never said a word.

"Why is it so quiet today?" Qing Ming put down the teapot, glanced at him, then picked up the teacup, sniffed lightly in front of his nose, enjoying the comfort very much.

"Young brother didn't tie his hair up today." Han Tuo said suddenly, the first sentence after meeting today.

"I've been a little lazy these days. I didn't want to go out, so I simply stopped combing my hair. If Brother Han thinks it's not dignified, I'll go back to the room and tie it up." He was about to get up.

"No need, this is not the Imperial Capital, there are not so many rules, and, like this..." It's very beautiful.

"And what?" Qing Ming raised his eyebrows.

Han Tuo smiled and shook his head, "It's nothing."

"Why did you stand at the door and not come in?" Qing Ming asked casually.

"It's the first time I saw young brother wearing white clothes. I'm not used to it, so I was shocked." Han Tuo picked up his teacup and blew.

"It's just that the cloak is white, and the clothes are still blue." Qingming stretched out his arms to show him the sleeves, "What do you think of me wearing white?"

"It suits you very well, but I also like you in blue."

"why?"

"When white is worn on you, it looks extravagant and overwhelming. There is a feeling of showing your sharpness, which is too sharp." What he didn't say was that white made him feel far away from you, and he was no longer the young boy he was familiar with. But another high-ranking stranger.

He hates this feeling.

"Really, I like blue too, it's as soft as water." It's just that he only wore blue clothes when he went out this time. Noble, spotless...Even if you stand in the sun, you can't catch the slightest bit of temperature.

"Actually, my father chose the name 'Qingming' and removed the 'water' on purpose." He suddenly mentioned his name.

Han Tuo didn't expect him to mention this matter suddenly, but he still asked, "Why?"

"Water is soft. Excessive is gentle. He didn't want me to be an indecisive person, so he removed the water in 'clear', and at the same time, he had to understand why it was removed. From this, he could get a clear and enlightened character."

"My father is really bothering my younger brother." Han Tuo couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

Qingming smiled silently, "Don't talk about me, let's talk about you."

"What can I say?" Han Tuo laughed at himself, "There are only me and the old man in my family. My parents didn't even have time to get their names, so they went one after another, so the old man took the name. In addition, I grew up in the military camp. Growing up. For me, the barracks was my real home."

Qingming was noncommittal.

He had heard of these back then.

In the last year of his stay in the imperial capital, his father specially invited Old General Han into the palace to teach him martial arts. In his spare time, the old general talked most about his precious grandson.

Although he is such a strict and unsmiling person, he always smiles happily when talking about his grandson, but no matter what, he can't hide the guilt in his eyes.

That was his guilt towards his children, for not being able to be with his grandson all the time and raising him personally, so the young child was left in the military camp and handed over to a group of big and three rough men to look after him.

Every day, he would tell some interesting stories about his grandson. Before leaving after each class, he would say to himself: "His Royal Highness, I am old. I don't know how long I can take care of that child. He will inherit my mantle and become a grandson. The sword in your hand defends the territory for you, but it is inevitable that you will not make mistakes. I only hope that in the future, you can look at the face of the minister and be tolerant to him. After a hundred years, I will also have an explanation for my son and daughter-in-law. Veteran, first Thank you, His Royal Highness."

Qingming doesn't remember how he answered, but now, he knows that even without the old general's confession, he will be tolerant of him based on the friendship these days.

He looked at the handsome and tall young man opposite, and promised in his heart.

Winter hunting is one of the favorite activities of adult men in Xishan City. It can not only keep fit, but also enrich the dining table at home. Let's celebrate together.

At this time of the year, Han Tuo would also take people to go hunting in the West Mountain with the city residents. A team of several people would compete to see which team hunted the most prey. The more they hunted, the richer the food that night would be.

December [-], at the foot of Xishan Mountain

Han Tuo, Qing Ming and Lao Wei Houzi rode horses and gathered together, ready to go hunting in the mountains.

"Boss, let me be on your team this year~" Monkey ran to Han Tuo first, showing a flattering smile.

"Fuck you, last time you were on the same team as the boss, why are you on the same team this time, boss, let me be on the same team as you this time!" Daniel refused to be outdone.

"You are jealous that the boss has a good relationship with me. Besides, who stipulated that they should be in the same team last time, so they can't be in the same team this time?" Monkey retorted immediately.

"Go, go, who is jealous of you! Besides, it can't always be you and the boss, boss, don't you think so?" Daniel pushed him away and asked courteously.

"Boss, I helped you last time, and I can help you this time too, so you should still choose me." The monkey rushed up again and introduced himself.

"Boss, I'm sure I can help you too. If you choose me, we can definitely break last year's record."

"Boss, choose me~"

"Choose me~"

"Stop." Han Tuo interrupted their quarrel, "Stop arguing, I won't take anyone with me this year."

"What? No one with you?"

"If you don't bring anyone, then you won't participate in the competition?"

Monkey and Daniel looked at their boss in surprise.

Han Tuo retreated to Qingming's side, put his arm on his shoulder, and said loudly, "This year, I will be on the same team as Qingming. The rest of you are free to divide into groups and choose the team leader. Let's start the game."

Qing Ming smiled and said nothing, obviously acquiescing.

"Boss, are you kidding me!"

"That's right, Boss, we know that you are very skilled in martial arts. Although Mr. Qing has some kung fu, even higher than us, that doesn't mean his archery skills are also good!"

"That's right, there are only two of you, and there are at least five of us in a team. No matter how you look at it, we have a better chance of winning!" Monkey and Daniel said in unison.

"If you don't try, how do you know it's impossible? Besides, every year, the team I lead wins the game. Even if it doesn't win this time, it's no big deal. On the contrary, you guys, I've let the water go like this. If you still If you don't win once, how can you face the other soldiers in the battalion?" Han Tuo mocked.

"Boss, you've already said that. I'll be sorry if I keep a hand. Today, Monkey, I'll give you a win. Keep your eyes open!" Monkey put down his words and led four people into the mountain.

"Boss, you don't have any other tricks, do you?" Daniel asked in a low voice, obviously more mature and not being driven away.

"What other tricks can I have, it's just the two of us, what other tricks do you think I can have?" Han Tuo looked at him meaningfully.

Daniu looked back and forth between him and Qingming in disbelief, but no matter how he looked, he couldn't see anything unusual, so he could only touch his head and walk away with a confused face.

The two most noisy people left, and the rest naturally went into the mountain quickly.

"Old Wei, I still have to trouble you to be the referee this time." Han Tuo cupped his hands.

"No trouble, no trouble," Lao Wei waved his hand, "You guys go, I'm still waiting to see how you can defeat the strong with the weak, and turn defeat into victory!"

"Master Qing must be the last move this time." Finally, Lao Wei took a deep look at Qing Ming and said in a low voice.

"Are you so sure that I won't hold you back?" Qingming asked casually as the two rode through the mountains and forests.

"Could it be that young brother can't shoot arrows?"

"Being good at it doesn't mean being good at it. If I just know how to do it, you won't be able to win today."

"Sure enough, you are good at archery." Han Tuo picked out the key points in his words keenly.

Qing Ming didn't intend to hide it at first, he picked up the bow and arrow hanging beside the saddle, nocked the arrow and drew the bow with a graceful and standard posture.

"Whoosh~"

The arrow is fired, and one arrow hits the hare in the snow.

really.

Han Tuo thought to himself.

"The victory this time depends on you, Young Brother~" Han Tuo said happily.

Qing Ming raised his eyebrows, with a half-smile, "I haven't promised to help you win the game yet."

"Ah, there's a mountain pheasant over there!" Han Tuo deliberately pretended not to hear, pointed ahead and shouted, and then rode his horse to chase after it.

Qingming looked at his back with deep eyes.