Tread thousands of dust

On the ninth day of the first month of the 17th year of Yuanxu, the imperial city.

Mo Fengyi tugged on his shawl, looked at the sky full of snow, and felt that it would be better to stay in Tongzhou, Tongzhou is dry and cold, while the imperial city is damp and cold, Mo Fengyi felt that the snow brought a severe chill that penetrated straight into his bone marrow.

He jerked violently and sneezed.

Mo Feng looked coldly at Ling Ziming and the maidservants running wildly in front of him. He really didn't know what he liked about snow. So many people praised it, so many people looked forward to it.It's nothing more than a white color that doesn't have a warming color, and it can wet the clothes when it falls on the body, accompanied by a sharp and biting coldness, not even as hearty as the rain, soft and weak, ethereal and cold.

Inadvertently, it invaded the roof and garden by it, which is really annoying.

Ling Ziming shouted excitedly from the gazebo opposite: "Brother! Let's have a snowball fight together!"

Snowball fight?The kind that snow is about to fall on you?

Mo Fengyi directly shook his head, and took a step back calmly.

Ling Ziming stepped over from the other side of the yard reluctantly, hugged his arm and said: "Come with us, it has been snowing for several days, and it finally covered the yard! It's a pity if you don't play up!"

Mo Fengyi frowned and said: "Did it fall all night? We came back two days and it fell for two days, okay! I won't go, it's cold and wet, what's the fun?"

Ling Ziming pestered him coquettishly: "Brother, why are you so afraid of the cold, just come out and move with us!"

Mo Fengyi still shook his head in disgust: "What's the point of running wildly in the snow? Aren't you afraid of the wind and cold?"

"Hey, it's okay! If it's not possible, you can build a snowman with me!" Ling Ziming blinked his big eyes, Mo Fengyi almost agreed, but when he heard this, he shook his head suddenly.

Make a snowman?Like sticking your hand into the snow?

Hua Qianzi walked over from a distance in a white coat, and said with a light smile, "Zi Ming, just let him go, I still have something to say to Feng Yi."

Ling Ziming pursed his lips, and walked into the snow angrily.

Mo Fengyi rubbed his pulled arm, and said helplessly, "Thank you for coming."

Hua Qianzi went under the eaves to put away the umbrella and said, "The leader is awake."

Mo Fengyi said in surprise: "When?"

"Just now, so I came here to tell you." Hua Qianzi said, "But don't go there now, the leader is very tired now, and needs to rest for a while."

Mo Fengyi was about to lift his foot to leave, but stopped after hearing his words.

"Isn't it just the wind and cold? Why did you fall asleep all day?" He had no choice but to ask.

Hua Qianzi said lightly: "It's normal to have a fever, limbs are weak, and drowsiness is normal. Besides... the leader's health is not good. His cough... is a little worse than when we left the imperial city."

Mo Fengyi frowned: "Is it because of the cold weather in January?"

Hua Qianzi nodded and said: "The main reason is that I have been physically and mentally exhausted recently."

"Isn't Xiaoxiao going back to Hui Pavilion soon?" Mo Feng asked strangely, "Then it means that the imperial city is fine, and there should be nothing serious in the alliance, it's just some small sect trying to create chaos. "

Hua Qianzi replied: "Junior sister said that part of the turmoil has been basically suppressed by the leader, or maybe it is because the leader has let go of the anxiety in his heart..."

Mo Fengyi said: "You mean, he didn't hold on to the illness because he was relieved after solving these things?"

Hua Qianzi looked at Xue Jing and said, "And you're back, that's the most important thing, and he's really relieved."

Mo Fengyi paused for a moment, moved his Adam's apple and said, "Then there is no problem now?"

Hua Qianzi said in a deep voice: "The fever has subsided, but it needs to be observed for a few more days."

"Okay, I see." Mo Feng said in a different voice.

Hua Qianzi confessed to him: "Fengyi, you have been talking to the leader these few days, so stop arguing with him."

Mo Fengyi replied lazily: "What can I argue with him?"

Hua Qianzi was silent.

Mo Fengyi suddenly asked: "Hua'er, do you like snow?"

Hua Qianzi nodded: "I like it."

"why?"

"Pure white and flawless, warm and meltable."

"That's it?"

"Ah."

Hua Qianzi's face was sober, and Mo Fengyi always felt that if this person had not had black hair, he would never be seen by others standing in the snow with his body.

He suddenly felt a little puzzled, he could tell all its shortcomings when he hated something, but when he liked something, words were so scarce.

Hua Qianzi didn't ask Mo Fengyi why he didn't like Xue, because Hua Qianzi couldn't figure out why Mo Fengyi didn't like Xue.

So nothing to ask.

Mo Fengyi said again: "Then why do you think Zi Ming likes snow?"

"Because I've never seen it before." Hua Qianzi replied.

Mo Feng smiled strangely.

The two stood for a long time, then Ling Ziming ran under the eaves, panting heavily, and said, "Brother, I won! I have the least snow on my body!"

Mo Fengyi couldn't bear to tell her that someone else let her go, so he responded: "Yes, yes, you are the best, go back to your room and change your coat, you should be drenched in no time."

As he said that, he waved his hand and called ten servant girls in: "You all go back to your room too, it's quite cold outside, don't play around with her."

Those maidservants who were about the same age as Ling Ziming could blush even at a glance, and quickly saluted: "Thank you, young master, for your concern!"

Ling Ziming pouted dissatisfiedly: "Brother, you are the only one who is afraid of the cold!"

Mo Fengyi stared at her and said, "Go back to the room and warm up by the fire!"

Ling Ziming turned to ask with concern: "Brother Xiaohua, how is uncle?"

Hua Qianzi smiled lightly: "It's much better, don't worry."

Only then did Ling Ziming stick out his tongue at Mo Fengyi, and left contentedly.

After the mighty group of people left, Hua Qianzi spoke again: "After the chief's health is better, he will bid farewell to the emperor and return to Pan Xiaotai."

Mo Fengyi's smile faded away, looking at the empty yard, he suddenly felt that the lively scene just now was more pleasing to the eye, and asked in a daze, "Did my father tell you?"

Hua Qianzi nodded: "The lord just asked me to prepare, and he said that he will leave soon."

Mo Fengyi murmured: "So anxious..."

"Fengyi, I know you plan to stay, but at least you should spend time with the leader these days."

Mo Fengyi closed his eyes: "I'm in a mess right now, and I don't know what to do. Please let me be quiet for a while."

Hua Qianzi suddenly understood what he was thinking in his heart, and he turned around and left after answering.

Mo Fengyi walked to Wen Yanhuai's mansion, and just about to enter, he wanted to turn around and leave.

It's a pity that Xun Can saw him.

Mo Fengyi could only bite the bullet and smiled at Yu Zhi who was beside him, saying: "Hello, General Jiagui."

Yu Zhi nodded and said: "It's fine if you come, you still have a conscience, I haven't forgotten that Lao Wen still has a daughter."

She was as hot as ever.

Mo Fengyi walked into the front hall and asked hesitantly, "You...why are you here today?"

Yu Zhi asked him back: "You can come, but we can't?"

Mo Fengyi quickly waved his hand: "That's not what I meant!"

Xun Can said flatly, "I went to General Yu's residence yesterday, and we agreed to visit Wen Tinglan together today."

Mo Feng responded with a strange sound, and approached the cradle under Yuzhi's signal.

He took a closer look, and it was a little girl carved in pink and jade, with a radiant smile on her round, fair face.

Mo Fengyi's heart twitched violently, causing him to gasp in pain. At that moment, his eyes were flushed and his chest felt hot.

Mo Fengyi took out a silver bell from his bosom, shook it in front of Wen Tinglan, the voice was clear and sweet, the little girl smiled brightly, stretched out her chubby little hand to grab him, Mo Fengyi's heart would melt Yes, he carefully put the wind chime into Wen Tinglan's cradle.

Xun Can knew the wind chime, it was a one-year-old gift from Mo Fengyi to Wen Tinglan, and it was also something Wen Yanhuai kept close to his heart.He knew that Mo Fengyi had brought it back, and he also knew that he had wiped it countless times during his return to the city, and finally wiped away the blood.

Seeing this situation, Yuzhi said: "She seems to like this kind of thing with sound very much. When I gave her the bell before, she didn't let go."

Mo Fengyi smiled, got up and asked: "General Yu, I heard that you entered the palace and asked to play, and wanted to adopt Wen Tinglan, did the emperor agree?"

Yuzhi sighed, sat down and said, "Even if you don't mention it today, I will talk to you."

"Why, didn't the emperor agree?" Mo Feng asked strangely, he felt that Yuzhi was already the best candidate, otherwise who else could he raise?

Yuzhi said: "Long before you returned to the city, it seems that it hasn't been Chinese New Year...the imperial city has already received the news of Wen Yanhuai's death. At that time, I immediately entered the palace and told the emperor that I wanted to adopt his daughter. But the emperor did not express his attitude, and then I mentioned it twice, that is, yesterday...the emperor directly told me that Wen Tinglan was to be raised by Kun Yi."

Mo Feng was surprised and said: "Kun Yi? Kun Tongyao's father?"

Yu Zhi nodded: "I don't know why, I thought at first that even if Wen Tinglan wasn't handed over to me, she should be handed over to Princess Liyao... Hiss... This court is qualified to raise her There are quite a lot of people here, so it shouldn't be Kun Yi's turn..."

Mo Feng said differently: "I thought that if the emperor didn't entrust Wen Tinglan to you, he would also want to bring Wen Tinglan into the palace to be raised."

Yu Zhi smiled and shook her head: "You think everyone is Xun Can, how many martyrs' children are as lucky as him. Xun Can is eligible to enter the palace to raise with the prince, because his father saved the emperor , died in battle, secondly because the Xun family has made great contributions to the country and society for generations, and their status is prominent and valuable; thirdly, Xun Can had already made his debut at that time, and he knew a thousand characters at the age of three, which was valuable for cultivation. These conditions, Wen Tinglan doesn't have it."

Mo Feng asked worriedly: "So you already guessed that it is impossible for the emperor to take Wen Tinglan into the palace?"

"That's right, not everyone can enter the imperial palace. There are countless sons of martyrs in Beiyi, but only Xun Can has this honor." Yuzhi said, "That's why I asked the emperor over and over again, It's a pity that someone took the lead."

Xun Can said, "Your Excellency Kun is the Chancellor of the court. It should be very good to be adopted by him."

Yu Zhi shook her head and raised her voice and said: "Don't Mo Fengyi know that you don't know? Kun Yi has only been a prime minister for a few years? How long has he been in the imperial city? He doesn't like to associate with our other courtiers on weekdays. , who knows what kind of heart he is? Will he be kind to Wen Yanhuai's daughter?"

Mo Feng asked strangely: "Then how is the friendship between Master Kun and General Wen? Are they familiar?"

Yuzhi frowned and said, "I don't think they know each other."

Xun Can shook his head and said, "It's because they are unfamiliar that Master Kun was able to raise Wen Tinglan, and General Yu was very worried."

Yuzhi said helplessly: "Even if I'm worried, it won't help. This is the emperor's decision. On the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, a decree will be issued, and Wen Tinglan will move to the prime minister's residence."

Mo Fengyi wondered: "Is there no one in the Wen family who can support Wen Tinglan? No relatives?"

Yuzhi sneered and said: "How else can you say that Wen Yanhuai is a lonely family? You are young and don't know this, but I know a lot about his past. His family members died when they were in Fengzhou. Extinct, he was the only one left, and he had to join the army to save his life. After so many years, even if there are lost relatives, they would not be able to recognize him, and even when his family was put into the coffin, only a few of our friends participated."

Mo Fengyi felt frustrated, and asked again: "Then how did he get to this position? Not everyone can be a general of the Yingteng Army."

"Wen Yanhuai has been in the army for 30 years... At the beginning, he was a small soldier in the Yingteng Army, but who dared him to fight hard. In less than five years, he became a young army commander, equal to me. Later I heard that he took the initiative to ask for a transfer, and went to his wife's hometown to guard the pass, oh...it is Luoyang Pass in Fengzhou. This guard lasted for 20 years, and many troubles were quelled. Later, the emperor really didn't want to bury the talent, so he sent him again After being transferred back to the imperial city, he took over my position." Yuzhi said, "I don't really know him much, but I know better than others. They have been living together as husband and wife all these years. They're all quite dull, and they just focus on doing things on weekdays, even if they come to the imperial city, they don't meet many people, let alone make friends with anyone."

Mo Fengyi couldn't imagine his life, after all, he just heard a story, but he still tried his best to know more about this person who died for him.

Seeing him pondering, Yu Zhi paused for a moment and then said: "I remember that when Wen Yanhuai was still in the imperial city, I often talked about you, saying that you will become a great weapon in the future, you must cultivate well, and you are not allowed Rob."

As she spoke, she seemed to be thinking about the scene at that time, but she actually laughed.

Mo Fengyi also smiled bitterly: "He also said before that we will be together during Chinese New Year this year."

"It's a pity that he didn't wait, and you didn't come back." Yuzhi sighed, "Because you didn't come back in time, the emperor even canceled the palace banquet."

Mo Fengyi curled his lips and said: "It's because of us that the emperor canceled the palace banquet, it's obviously because the empress is sick..."

Yu Zhi interrupted him with a wave of her hand: "It's better not to hold a palace banquet, so as not to have to enter the palace to greet people I don't know. Anyway, the imperial city will be closed before the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, so you should take advantage of this time to rest. There is time for you to be busy."

Xun Can looked up at the person opposite, Mo Fengyi nodded silently.

Yu Zhi sighed: "It seems that we will only have time to visit her in the future."

She reached into the cradle and lightly touched Wen Tinglan's little face, the little girl smiled happily.

"I hope they will treat this girl well."

After Xun Can went out, he called Mo Fengyi to stop.

"Why are you avoiding me recently?"

Mo Fengyi turned his head stiffly, he didn't know how to face this person again.

He forced a smile: "No..."

"Really?" Xun Can also smiled dangerously, "We said before that we should have a good chat after returning to the imperial city, right?"

"Uh... okay, now?" Mo Fengyi resisted all over, but he knew he couldn't hide.

Xun Can turned around in silence, and Mo Fengyi quickly followed him.

Liuyun Pavilion.

Xun Can still poured him good tea as usual.

Mo Fengyi didn't taste anything at all, he hesitated and asked: "Don't you want to talk? What are you going to talk about?"

Xun Can looked cold, and said lightly: "I just asked, why are you avoiding me?"

Mo Fengyi smiled and said: "I didn't. It's not like you don't know that my father is sick. He was busy when he came back..."

"I didn't say that after returning to the imperial city, how many words did you talk to me on the way back?" Xun Can looked directly at him, giving him no room to dodge.

Mo Fengyi didn't answer him for a while, and Xun Can said again: "I originally thought that you were restless at that time, so it's okay not to talk about it. But now that you've come back, I will talk about it sooner or later."

Mo Fengyi bit his lower lip, took a deep breath, raised his eyes quietly, then looked down at the cup again.

"You say it."

Xun Can said directly: "Is it because I replaced Zi Ming for you? Or..."

"Xun Can." Mo Fengyi called out to him, "It has nothing to do with you, it's my problem."

Xun Can asked again: "Is that because you failed to save General Wen and Lord Yuan?"

Mo Feng smiled wryly: "It's not that I couldn't save them, but that I got them involved."

Xun Can asked, "So it's because of them?"

Mo Fengyi said coldly: "Don't ask, what do I think, don't you know?"

"But that's different from what you told me on your own initiative." Xun Can's eyes moved slightly, "In the end you don't want to be honest with me either."

Mo Feng asked blankly: "What do you think is honesty? I'll tell you everything, is it honesty?"

Xun Can lowered his head and said in a deep voice: "I know what you think, you just think that all this happened because of you, and if you don't come to the imperial city, these things will not happen, right?"

Mo Fengyi remained silent.

"Forget it, you don't want to talk about it, so I won't ask."

Xun Can stood up neatly.

"I go first."

Mo Fengyi stared at the fragrant tea in front of him.