The Yanmen of Zhousheng is like the old days without end of spring

Palace night banquet, drums and music chime, delicacies from mountains and seas, dancers swaying around.

The little emperor was very happy. After all, he was a child, and his nature was to be lively and active.The New Year's Eve banquet was regarded as the royal family's night banquet. Zhou Shengchen hadn't celebrated New Year's Eve in Zhongzhou for 20 years. The things in front of him were both familiar and unfamiliar.

"Uncle Huang," Liu Zizhen walked up to Zhou Shengchen with a wine glass in his hands, "I'm here to toast Uncle Huang."

"Your Majesty can't." Zhou Shengchen squatted down and said softly, "There is no reason for the emperor to toast his subjects."

"But you are my uncle, you are an elder, today is a family banquet, regardless of the monarch or his ministers." Liu Zizhen said, and gave the wine glass to Zhou Shengchen.

Zhou Shengchen had no choice but to take the wine glass and drink it down, "Thank you, Your Majesty."

Liu Zizhen waited for Zhou Shengchen to finish drinking, stretched out her arms and gently hugged Zhou Shengchen, leaned her small body against him, and whispered, "It would be great if every day was New Year's Eve..."

Zhou Shengchen felt deeply, and patted Liu Zizhen's little back, knowing that the child's grievances these days, as the emperor and the king, he can't treat himself as a child, he has to learn to deal with those obscure government affairs every day. With facial expressions and demeanor that show neither emotions nor emotions, you must always forget that you are a child, but you must always remember that you are the monarch of this country.

Only at this time, if today is a family feast, he is a child who can be relied on in the arms of an adult at will, just a child.

The New Year's Eve banquet was going to pass the time, but the emperor was young after all, and he dozed off as soon as the time passed, and was carried back to the bedroom by Chang Sunjie.

The moon was cold and the stars were shining, and suddenly there were numerous snowflakes in the sky. Kui Shiyi stood in front of the gate of Shigan Hall, listening quietly to the faint sound of drum music coming from afar.

She looked at the tree branches shaken by the wind, at the snow-covered garden lanterns, at the blue bricks coated with moonlight, and then saw the figure holding an umbrella climbing up the steps and appearing in front of her eyes .

Just like on that New Year's Eve many years ago, he held an umbrella like this, gradually appearing in her sight clearly, his eyebrows and contours emerged in the flying snowflakes. Surprised the years, warmed the time.

What I see in my eyes now is still the old face, it is still returning from the wind and snow, and it is still holding an umbrella to look at each other, but it seems that half a lifetime has passed, and we will never see each other for the first time.

Ji Shiyi was in a daze.

Until Zhou Shengchen walked in front of her and put the umbrella in his hand over her head, "What are you looking at?"

"Look at the snow." Hui Shiyi came back to his senses, looked up at him slightly, and said softly in his heart: "Look at you too."

"You always like to watch the snow fall, especially on the roof." Zhou Shengchen stood shoulder to shoulder with Mi Shiyi, watching the snow in the yard with her.

"I like snow, because in winter, Wang Jun will come back. I like to stand on the roof to watch the snow, because I want to stand higher and see farther, so that when Wang Jun's military flag appears, I can see it earlier. Come, I know Master is back."

Zhou Shengchen looked at Ji Shiyi, the woman's profile was as delicate and beautiful as a flower, she looked into the distance, her eyes were far away under the long eyelashes, the corner of her mouth was smiling, warm and satisfied.

It turned out that she didn't like watching the snow, she was just looking forward to his return.

Year after year in the palace, that little figure was always looking forward to him, standing on the attic to watch him leave, and standing on the roof waiting for his return.

"Wang Jun only has good news. Master will definitely come back." Ji Shiyi looked at Zhou Shengchen.

Zhou Shengchen saw himself in the water-like eyes of Yu Shiyi, and his life and two lives seemed like yesterday.

What Wang Jun had promised her before, Wang Jun only had good news, and King Nanchen did it, but Zhou Shengchen never came back, and he would never wait for his little eleven.

Mei Shiyi saw that look of pain in Zhou Shengchen's eyes again, what was he thinking, what was he sad about.

"I will definitely come back." Zhou Shengchen repeated what Shiyi said, answering both her and himself.

"Master, let's drink some hot tea first." Mei Shiyi pulled Zhou Shengchen's sleeves, pulled him into the room and sat down, the tea was cooked just right, it seemed that she was still boiling the water, and replaced it when it got cold. as usual.

"On New Year's Eve, I couldn't accompany your aunt to watch the new year. Can the third lady blame you?" Zhou Shengchen took a sip of hot tea, and belatedly remembered that he had lost his temper in the mansion today and agreed to her to come to the palace. Shou Sui in middle school.

"No, A Niang said that Master left Beijing when he was young, and he hasn't celebrated New Year's Eve in Zhongzhou for many years. Today, brothers and sisters need to celebrate with the soldiers in the barracks. Master should also be accompanied by family members from the palace." Hui Shiyi replied with a smile. At that time, she was anxious to ask San Niangzi, but she didn't expect that A Niang would agree so happily.

Hearing this, Zhou Shengchen lowered his head and smiled.

"What is Master laughing at?" Ji Shiyi was puzzled.

"It's nothing, pour the pepper wine, it's rare tonight, drink a few more glasses."

When Shi Yi heard the words, he took out the pepper wine, "It's been prepared a long time ago, and I'm just waiting for Master. Tomorrow is the first day of the Lunar New Year, does Master have something urgent to deal with?"

Zhou Shengchen thought for a while, "It's nothing important, do you have something to do?"

"I don't have any disciples. Since Master has nothing to do tomorrow, why don't you get drunk and come home tonight." Ji Shiyi smiled slyly.

"Are you trying to pour me wine?" Zhou Shengchen raised his eyebrows slightly.

"Disciple dare not." Mo Shiyi said dare not, thinking that the last time he was drunk in the army, he didn't know what he was talking nonsense. Over the years, he was the only one who was drunk but never saw the master drunk. what kind.

"I've already drank a lot at His Majesty's place. You are suspected of taking advantage of others."

"Didn't Master say that I have a good capacity for alcohol? Old Sang Luo has not been able to get Master drunk, so a few glasses of pepper wine are naturally not a problem."

"Okay," Zhou Shengchen smiled dotingly, "Today, listen to Eleven."

One plan and several, two cups of dendrobium, three tours and five flavors, the shadows form a pair.

Another jug ​​of wine was drained, and Shiyi propped his chin to look at Zhou Shengchen, the master was not drunk yet, the wine was gone.

"I sent someone to fetch the wine."

Hui Shiyi stood up and was about to give orders to the court lady, but Zhou Shengchen gently held his wrist. His palm was warm and dry, and it stuck to her skin. Her delicate skin could feel the bruises from the years of holding weapons in his palm. Rough and thin calluses.

"I'll take you to find wine." Zhou Shengchen reached out to take Ji Shiyi's cloak, put it on her body with his own hands, put the hood on again, checked carefully, then took Ji Shiyi's hand, and walked out of Shiqin temple.

Mi Shiyi followed Zhou Shengchen all the way. She didn't know where she came from, and she didn't know where she was. She just stared blankly at Zhou Shengchen's shoulders and his tight firmly holding her hand.

His fingers wrapped around the back of her hand, and his palms pressed tightly together.

Ji Shiyi felt that his palms were sweating, and the blood all over his body couldn't be calmed by the joy.

"arrive."

Zhou Shengchen's voice awakened the sleepwalking Ji Shiyi, she looked around, it seemed to be behind the rockery in the corner of the imperial garden.

Zhou Shengchen had already squatted down and started digging the soil on the ground. The soil was frozen hard in winter, but he didn't have much trouble digging, and soon saw the mud sealing the wine jar.

Taking out the wine jar, patting the Kaifeng mud, a clear aroma of aged wine hits the face.

"Smells so good." Gu Shiyi praised.

"No wine glass." Zhou Shengchen felt a little embarrassed, and just forgot in a hurry.

"What does that matter?" Ji Shiyi held Zhou Shengchen's hand, lifted the wine jar slightly, and took a sip from the mouth of the jar, "This is how Fourth Senior Sister drinks."

Zhou Shengchen couldn't help but smile, "If the third lady knows that you have been in the palace for so many years, and you have heard and seen all these things, I am afraid that you will regret it and shouldn't send you to Xizhou."

"Today, it's too late to say these things, but I think going to Xizhou is the most correct thing my uncle has ever arranged." Hui Shiyi smiled.

Zhou Shengchen looked at Wu Shiyi's bright smile, and remembered what Mi Sanniang said, she couldn't help herself for many years, and even the places she liked to go were arranged by Cui Guang early on. Fortunately, it was Xizhou. At the beginning, he didn't ask himself to accept her as his apprentice, but someone else?Did she not even have the joy of the past ten years?

"Shi Yi, from now on, you don't need to listen to anyone's arrangements for what you want to do and where you want to go, as long as you want, just do it."

There was a flash of surprise in Ji Shiyi's eyes, and then a light of joy burst out, "Really?"

Zhou Shengchen nodded.

"No one will restrain you anymore, and will no longer be a bargaining chip in the game of trade-offs. You are just you, Eleven of Nanchen Palace."

"It's just... the eleventh of Nanchen Palace..." Ji Shiyi murmured in disbelief, "My aunt...she agreed?"

He never married in his life, but stayed in Xizhou forever, compiling classics and history.

She mentioned it to A Niang again today, but A Niang didn't answer, but Zhou Shengchen said that now, could it be A Niang who agreed?

Zhou Shengchen nodded.

The two sat on the hillside of the rockery, looking at the looming moon.

Ji Shiyi was still immersed in the joy of being able to stay in Xizhou for a long time, Zhou Shengchen casually leaned aside, his gaze was always on Ji Shiyi's face, and the wine jar at hand was empty.

"I'm going back home tomorrow, so I'd better ask Auntie personally, otherwise I won't feel at ease." Haomeng was afraid of waking up, and Mo Shiyi felt that he might not be happy too early.

Zhou Shengchen chuckled in his ear.

"Master, don't laugh at me." Ji Shiyi sighed, "Once a person asks for something, he will become concerned about gains and losses. Once his wishes come true, he will worry about gains and losses even more. People like Master who are forced by His Majesty to grant rewards have nothing to ask for." People who don't understand it will not understand."

"How do you know I have nothing to ask for?"

Zhou Shengchen's clean voice was very gentle, and it seemed to be hoarse and confiding that he had never heard before being sent to his ears by the cool wind on a snowy night.

Hui Shiyi turned his head to look, he was looking at her with a pair of eyes, firm and hot, affectionate and strong.Her heart suddenly hung in the air, beating wildly for no reason.

This look seemed familiar. On that rainy night outside Xizhou City, he stood by the river and told her that he was not a hero, and there were things he wanted to do but couldn't.

However, they are not the same, and she can't tell exactly where they are different.

"Master...what do you want?" Ji Shiyi was immersed in Zhou Shengchen's eyes, unwilling to move away even a little bit.

Zhou Shengchen suddenly moved, he leaned over and lowered his head...

A soft kiss with a touch of coolness fell on the smooth forehead of Mei Shiyi.

"Unique time, for what I want."

The author has something to say:

Power outage today

There is no electricity until after nine o'clock in the evening

send it up

It's past twelve o'clock

Zhou Sheng is the same person as before, it is the slowest one I have written since I wrote the article

Really choose every word carefully

I'm afraid there is a little ooc

I love Zhou Shengchen so much 555555555