Chaoyuan Road

Yang Jian smiled: "'One night, the aura comes out of Taixu, how about the incarnation?', this sentence is a word for'death'. 'Qiu Dan doesn't need a fire in the furnace, everything gets rid of his heart' is the word for'bald', which fits When you wake up it's..."

"Damn bald!" Cun Xin suddenly realized, she clapped her hands and wanted to say something, but was choked by saliva, and laughed so hard that she couldn't breathe.Seeing this, Yang Jian rushed to pour a cup of tea for her, but Longnu took it and poured it out along the window lattice.Seeing Yang Jian raising her eyebrows, Cun Xin hurriedly said: "This scholar can only write and write, but he doesn't know anything about tea ceremony. He ruined such a good silver silk snow bud." She used a water trick to wash the cup, and then The fan rolled over and the stove caught fire, and said at the other end: "You have been busy all this time, and you haven't had my tea for a long time. Since you are free today, and there are no irrelevant people around, don't rush away, I will make tea with you." You, otherwise you will be busy with paperwork and official duties when you go back."

Yang Jian shook his head and said, "I'd rather not be idle." Even though he said so, he didn't move his footsteps. When the dragon girl saw her, she was secretly happy, but said in her mouth, "That's right, when you are free, you are thinking wildly, and then drinking alone—— That kind of wine was originally the choice for reciting poems to the moon, but you took it to the window and wept and sighed, what a waste of nature." Her words were tinged with anger, but her expression was extremely naive, which made Yang Jian burst out laughing.

Cunxin makes tea in Yaochi on weekdays. First, wrap the tea cake with tissue paper, crush it with a silver hammer, then grind it into a fine powder with gold-painted tea, and then sieve it with tea seeds layer by layer. The powdered tea is mixed with water to make a paste.But Fan Xu's boat didn't have any tea mills, so he had to use a rough stone pestle and mortar, so Longnu had no choice but to smash the tea cakes with a pestle.She is not used to using force, after ten times of pounding, her hands are sore and her wrists are sore, Yang Jian saw it at a glance, and quickly took over to help her, and she was able to pound the tea powder finely and sieve it before handing it over to Cun Xin to clean it up.

The dragon girl slowly added boiling water to the celadon bowl, rolled up her wide sleeves trimmed with water and green, held the bowl with her left hand, and stirred it with a silver spoon in her right.The most important thing about making tea is that the hand is light and the spoon is heavy, and the fingers are twisted around the wrist. Yang Jian saw the silver spoon flying up and down in Cun Xin's white hand, stirring until the tea was very evenly mixed.She was still dissatisfied, and sighed: "If in Yaochi, the empress has a set of Yaobian Tianmu cups, using that tea fight will make you more energetic, and white tea will be the most eye-catching when you put it into a black cup. What is it called..." She couldn't think of how to describe it for a while, so she stopped her mouth angrily.

"Ice Floating Golden Core, Jade Broken White Bud? I've seen it once." Yang Jian said.He originally wanted to say "spring breeze with slender hands, like flowers and snow", but he didn't continue. He just took the teacup handed over by Cun Xin, took a sip, and praised sincerely: "Good tea! Drink it Like the bright moon on the chest, its sweetness like orchids..." When he wanted to say more, he only heard Cun Xin's exclamation, threw away the silver spoon and rushed to the window, calling out: "Sky Lantern!"

I don’t know when a few Kongming lanterns floated out of the window, high and low, floating in the dark night like ink-stained glass, like a few pearls on the long skirt of a nine-day fairy, shining brightly and dimly.Cun Xin was leaning against the window sill, the mercury-like moonlight shone on her side face, such a small forehead, eyelashes, bridge of nose, and lips as soft as petals seemed to have been sprinkled with a layer of icing sugar, giving off a faint gleam .She stared blankly until the sky lanterns rose higher and higher, and there was no trace of them. Then she turned around and smiled shyly at Yang Jian: "Don't laugh at me, I've been here for so long because I'm busy. The day is hard and the day is less. I saw this sky lantern today, and I suddenly remembered that when I was a child, my mother would take me and my third brother to the beach, and each of us had a Kongming lantern. I was very happy. I still remember that my mother was sitting by the sea On the boulder, I watched my third brother and I set up lanterns, and occasionally sang." Long Nu's almond eyes were slightly curved, like a crescent moon, and even the tip of her eyebrows was stained with a bright smile, and her red lips parted softly: " Chaoyuan Road, Chaoyuan Road, driving Yuhua Jun together. Ten rides carry the same color of flowers, and the world points to the auspicious clouds. Looking back at the sea, the light is new. When the spring breeze rises, the sea is full of flowers..."

Before the song was sung, countless Kongming lanterns burst into the sky, dotted with stars, as bright as the Antarctic aura, and together with the pearls, stars, jade and moon, covered the entire night sky.Now even Yang Jian was watching, the two followed each other to the deck outside the cabin, Cun Xin didn't care about the cold, and sat on the ground alone, just looking up to watch the lights.There were more and more lights gathered that day, and some of them went straight up to the blue clouds and merged into the boundless galaxy by the force of the lift, while some were blocked by the lights on the top, but they were on the verge of falling, lingering around the boat, as if they could pick one off by raising their hands.Yang Jian was in this warm and dim sea of ​​magnificent lights with Cunxin, and felt that everything was so illusory, yet clear and within reach.

Longnu's head had been raised for a long time, so it was unavoidably sore. When she stretched out her hand to rub it, she felt Yang Jian sitting cross-legged behind her, and said in a low voice, "Lean on me." Cun Xin smiled silently, and gently pressed her body against his. On the shoulders, it really felt a lot more comfortable, and the tiredness gradually spread, and unconsciously covered his lips with his hands, and yawned.She turned her head to look at Yang Jian, but saw that he was bewildered, staring at the sea of ​​lights as bright as a firefly, without saying a word.Long Nu's heart darkened, and she asked, "Are you thinking about Third Sister again?"

Yang Jian didn't answer, just nodded slightly, and heard Cun Xin sighed: "Third sister is under your wings now. If you really fail and be punished by your mother, it's not easy for you to intervene. In fact, you have been in trouble for thousands of years. Brothers and sisters, how can they be separated by such a twists and turns? If you were the one who was chased and killed by the scholar named Liu, Sanmei would definitely protect you without hesitation."

"Really?" Yang Jian murmured.

"Yes." The night was as cool as washing, and Longnu's eyes rolled, and thousands of floating lights were hidden in her dark pupils, full of gentle water, "She is your sister, you know it best, what do you think?" ?”

At this moment, the river water is clear, and the smoky blue mist condenses from the void, drifting back and forth with the breeze.Duckweed and algae floating in the water are intertwined and intertwined, illuminated by lights and moon shadows, making them as clear as amber.In fact, where there is no moon, where is there no light?It's just that both of them are close ministers of the emperor, so many people are waiting to see them and say a few words every day.They haven't experienced the tranquility and leisure like this moment for many years.The two quietly watched the Kongming lanterns gradually dissipating in the air, and were speechless for a while.I don't know how long it took, Yang Jian read softly: "Osmanthus, orchid paddle, hit the sky, look at the streamer, faint, look at the beauty..." He looked down at Cun Xin leaning on his shoulder, The dragon girl had already fallen into a deep sleep, her face was illuminated by the orange light, and she was as quiet as a baby.Yang Jian smiled helplessly, stretched out his hand silently, and quietly untied the hair wrapped around her earrings, without saying anything.