[Seven Five] Sword Que Merry

"Master Zhan."

The peddler at the roadside stall handed over an umbrella and said with a smile, "It's snowing, why don't you use an umbrella, be careful not to freeze."

Only then did Zhan Zhao come back to his senses, but he didn't refuse, and took it with a smile.

"Thank you."

"you are welcome."

He opened his umbrella and walked along the street.

From Zhuquemen to Longjin Bridge, within a hundred steps there are teahouses and wine shops, which stay open all night and don't disperse until dawn.

Despite the snowflakes in the sky, the night market in Zhouqiao was still bustling and bustling. At this time, the stall selling hot meatballs was doing a brisk business. Due to the cold weather, many passers-by came to get a bowl of food while waiting for the snow to stop.

Suddenly, a carriage drove up from the street. The carriage was luxuriously decorated and the horses were all white. It could be seen that the person sitting in the carriage must be a person of great background.Pedestrians on the road hurriedly retreated to both sides, Zhan Zhao then also avoided.

"Is it the Mu family's carriage?" Someone beside him guessed, "I heard that their family received a threatening letter, and they seem to want to kill someone!"

Unexpectedly, it spread so quickly, Zhan Zhao was slightly surprised.

"This is at the feet of the emperor, who is so bold?"

"The emperor's feet are not peaceful." The man shook his head, "Speaking of which, there was a big case a few years ago, and it was still a case without a leader."

"I've heard that Master Bao broke it."

……

A group of people behind were already discussing, waiting for the chariot and horses to drive away, Zhan Zhao turned sideways and continued to patrol the street.

At the second watch, the night stalls on the street had already been taken away one after another, and the small policemen from Kaifeng Mansion rubbed their hands and ran over to change shifts.

"Master Zhan, have you been waiting for a long time?"

He said softly: "It's okay, it won't be long."

"That's good, knowing that you changed shifts with Wang Tou today, I brought a jug of hot wine." Trembling, he took out a small jug from his pocket and stuffed it into his hand, "Drink it on the way back. "

The hot wine gradually warmed the stiff palm, Zhan Zhao shook his hand a few times, with a smile in his eyes.

"Didn't you keep a pot for yourself?"

The catcher scratched his head and laughed twice.

Seeing this, he didn't say anything, just tightened his cloak and walked back holding the umbrella.

In the middle of the night, the wind and snow were even stronger than before, but Zhan Zhao didn't go back to Kaifeng Mansion immediately, instead, he took a long detour and walked into a secluded alley.

Coming out of the alley, not far away is a dead jujube tree, the bare branches are covered with white snow, the houses on both sides are no longer inhabited, and the surrounding area is abnormally quiet.

In front of him was the familiar courtyard door. He raised his hand to caress it, and then gently pushed it open.

There was a creaking sound, and the ground was covered with dead leaves and dust, mixed with thin snow, and looked very desolate.

Zhan Zhao put away the umbrella outside the door, and walked into the hall. In the main hall, there were broken tables and chairs, tea bowls and teapots were still there, and everything remained as it was before he left.

It's been a long time since I've been here, and it still looks like no one visits.He backed out of the door a little bit disappointed, and when he was about to leave, there was a soft sound from Nian Yi's room.

Zhan Zhao shook his hand, quickly turned around and rushed into the house.Even though the surrounding area was filled with darkness, his eyes had already adapted to it. After looking around for a week, there seemed to be something wriggling in the old quilt on the bed.

He frowned slightly, and walked up cautiously, when suddenly a small white head popped out from under the quilt, tilting his head and calling softly at him.

"Meow."

I don't know if it is familiar with his smell, but the white cat is not afraid of strangers, it jumped off the bed, went to his feet and rubbed it affectionately.

Zhan Zhao felt his heart was empty, and after a while he bent down to touch it, and said with a smile, "It's you."

Four years ago, the cat she liked to feed the most.

——"I gave them some food the day before yesterday, but I didn't expect to come here every day during this period...Look at this."

——"Like me?"

A white cat with blue pupils, it looks beautiful even at night.Zhan Zhao stretched out his hand to scratch its neck, and the latter narrowed his eyes in enjoyment, making cooing noises all over his body.

It is really similar to the appearance when I was in Wutai Mountain a long time ago...

With the soft fur on his fingertips and the warm touch, he couldn't help but say:

"Nianyi...is that you?"

The north wind blew the window open with a "swish", but the white cat still only squinted its eyes, obediently rubbing against his hand.

It's not her, that's right, how could it be her?

Zhan Zhao couldn't help laughing at himself, feeling that Cai's actions just now were too absurd.

As soon as Nian left, no one gave any more food. This cat is skinny and skinny. This year's winter is so cold, maybe it will not be able to survive living here?

When it arched over again, Zhan Zhao took the cat into his arms, picked it up carefully, and walked out the door slowly.

It was still windy and snowy outside.

In Yinsi Ghost Realm, the huge dormitory was empty, wine jugs were piled up from the door to the window, and two little ghosts under the bed were throwing dice and guessing. On the bed, Shi Yin was still wearing a spacious robe, sitting lazily. He sat down, took a sip of wine occasionally, and casually looked out the window with his chin resting on his hands.

No wonder she was so determined to leave at the beginning. In this ghost place, there is no sun, no mountains, no water, no scenery of any kind, and he finds it boring to pass the time.

"Hi, brothers, five chiefs!"

"Seven coincidences—"

"you drink!"

"Brothers are good, Si Xi Cai—"

"666 Ah!"

"you drink!"

"I drink as long as I drink... come again!"

……

With a bang, someone accidentally bumped into the wine bottles on the ground, as if they hadn't expected so many, and almost knocked them down.

"Oh, the fifth one is here." The second kid threw the dice and ran forward.

The fifth little ghost was a tall, lean man who stood tremblingly from the pile of wine jugs, afraid of the ashes on his body.

The second kid asked him expectantly, "How is it?"

"What else can I do?" He spread his hands and shrugged, "It's all gone, where can I find the reincarnation, even if there is, someone from the ghost messenger has come to inform me."

Hearing this, the two little ghosts bowed their heads and sighed.

"Boss." The five little ghosts greeted inwardly, "I'm going to leave first if I have nothing to do."

Shi Yin didn't even look at him, but lazily waved his sleeves while holding the jug, signaling that he could get out.

The second little ghost pouted sadly, sat down on the ground, and said sadly:

"Did Nian Yi really disappear? It's been four years, why can't I find her..."

"Shhh—" the three little devils kept winking at him.

The flagon stopped on his lips for a while, and he was silent for a long time, then turned to look at the oiled paper umbrella on the desk, and then continued to drink as normal.

"It's been four years..."

In the dark night, the carriage drove all the way to Yujie, and finally stopped outside the corner gate on the west side of the Minister's Mansion.The women who had been waiting for a long time closed the curtains and respectfully asked the people inside to get out of the car.

"Eldest Miss, Second Miss, Master and Madam have been waiting for a long time."

There were two small sedan chairs parked on the opposite side, and five or six hooded servants were waiting beside them, just as they saw two petite figures coming out of the car.

Walking in front was a brightly dressed woman with jade-like skin and picturesque eyebrows, who would brush her temple hair from time to time.The person following behind had slender eyebrows, demure and elegant, and no waves could be seen in their eyes.

Get on the sedan chair, go straight to the courtyard of the main house, a few girls by the door looked up and said happily:

"The two ladies are here!"

"Master, madam, the lady is here!"

The husband and wife who were drinking tea in the warm pavilion were overjoyed when they heard the words, Lin immediately put the cup away:

"Really? My Qing'er is back?"

"Mother, Qing'er is here." The woman outside the room laughed before she came in, "Father and mother are really stingy, you are having tea at home, but you make me and my sister travel so long."

"What are you talking about?" Mu Xian reprimanded with a smile, "Could it be that your mother and I flew over from Jiangnan?"

Mu Xian had worked in Jiangnan before and had lived in Jiangnan for a long time. This time, because he was promoted in Beijing, he brought his wife and children to the capital.

"Mother." Mu Qing almost ran into her arms, buried her head and said coquettishly, "Qing'er misses her mother."

"Stupid girl, let mother see... after driving for half a month, she has lost a lot of weight." Lin wiped the dust off her face pityingly.

At this time, Mu Ci, who was following behind her, bowed and saluted unhurriedly.

"Father, mother."

Mu Xian's smile remained undiminished, and he beckoned her to sit down: "Little Ci, come here...you sit down too, and drink a cup of hot tea to warm up your body."

"Thank you, father." She sat down beside her as she said, and lowered her head to pick up the teacup.

Mu Qing glanced back from the corner of her eye, and said with a smile: "Daddy is so biased, why didn't you ask me to have tea?"

"You eat it too, you eat it too." Mu Xian nodded her nose, "Little girl, how old is she and your sister is jealous."

"I don't have any." She sat down beside Mu Ci with a smile, deliberately brought an empty teacup, and poured the tea herself, the teapot was held high, as if she would pour water to the side if there was nothing there on the person.

Mu Ci quietly watched her movements, and when her wrist was slightly off, he casually hooked the table leg with his foot.

The hot tea dripped down the back of her hand.

"Wow—" Mu Qing threw down the teacup, covered her red left hand and glared angrily at her, "You!"

"Sister, you should be careful when pouring tea." Mu Ci still held the teacup, but his tone seemed to be kind, "If you raise the teapot too high, it will burn you."

Seeing that she was scalded by the hot tea, Mrs. Lin hurried over, "Are you burnt? Let me take a look!"

Mu Qing pursed her lips with tears in her eyes, "Mother! It's...it's her!"

"What happened?" Mu Xian frowned and leaned over to look at her injury.

Mu Qing hurriedly complained: "Father, it was Sister Ci who touched me..."

"I'm afraid my sister's eyes are blurred." Mu Ci put down the cup, "I'm drinking tea, how can I touch you?"

"It's true." Mu Xian also defended her, "Just now, Xiaoci has been holding the teacup, how could he meet you?"

"But……"

"Okay, okay." She still wanted to argue, but Mu Xian saw that the back of her hand was fine and didn't want to make a big fuss, "I'll ask my mother to apply ice on it later. Be careful next time."

"father!"

Mu Xian comforted him with a smile: "You two are tired after a day's driving, so go back to your room to rest."

Mu Qing bit her lower lip unwillingly, gave Mu Ci a hard look, and reluctantly responded:

"understood."

The author has something to say: GN tidbits:

Zhan Zhao (affectionately): "Nian Yi...is that you?"

White Cat: ...== Damn mentally retarded.

Cough cough cough...

This is a transitional chapter full of profound meaning! !

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