In the early morning of Xiu Muri, the eastern sky still showed a trace of fish belly, and the carriage of Zhefu had already left the east gate of Luoyang, crushing the snow on the official road, heading towards the northern mountains.

In the carriage, Cui Wenqing was sleep-deprived, and he continued to sleep alone on the wide soft collapse.

On the contrary, he was used to getting up early, and at this time he was no longer sleepy, sitting alone on the edge of the soft collapse, looking at the snow outside the window in a daze.

After more than an hour, the sky finally brightened, and Beibi Mountain was also clearly displayed in front of the eyes of Zhezhao and Cui Wenqing.

In the middle of winter in December, you can see a group of mountains undulating on the snow-capped land, looking at each other from afar, like a silver dragon lying on it.

Zhi Zhao instructed the coachman to wait at the bottom of the mountain, and together with Cui Wenqing, he carried the fragrant wax yellow paper, and walked towards the mountain with a familiar car.

The trail is rugged and difficult, and it is even more difficult after heavy snowfall.

Zhi Zhao's posture was light, but he didn't feel anything, but Cui Wenqing didn't go far before he was out of breath and out of breath from exhaustion.

"What a nuisance!" Zhi Zhaojiao laughed, took the things he was carrying from his hand, and said angrily: "Husband, it's better for you to go ahead." ”

Cui Wenqing saw that his wife was full of things in both hands, and he himself was empty-handed, so he was a little ashamed for a while, but then he thought about it, this is the so-called capable people work hard, and he was also relieved.

Along the way, the two talked and laughed constantly, and Zhezhao was obviously in a rare good mood, and there were frequent smiles on Jiaojing.

Halfway up the mountain, he stood still and slightly identified the direction, and then took Cui Wenqing around the mountainside and walked to a forest.

After not taking a few steps, Zhi Zhao suddenly stopped and said with a little surprise: "Huh? How can there be fireworks ahead? ”

Cui Wenqing looked up, and saw that there was a trace of green smoke in the woods going straight up to the southern sky, which looked indescribably obvious in the snowy world.

Seeing this, he said with a smile: "Maybe it's the woodcutter who chops wood and burns charcoal, what's so strange about this." ”

Zhi Zhao thought about it, so he was relieved, and continued to walk towards the forest, not far away, his vision gradually opened, and it could be seen that a tomb with very clean snow around it was leaning on the mountainside, and the stone horses and stone figurines were carved vividly, as if they had come to life.

"Someone's coming?" Seeing that the tomb was so clean, and the yellow paper that was still burning at the head of the tomb and was emitting green smoke, Zhezhao came to his senses and said to himself, "In such a cold weather, who will come to pay tribute to the fourth uncle?" The Yang family didn't say they were coming today! ”

As soon as the words fell, suddenly a figure walked out of the forest, wearing a long white dress, covered with a wind and snow cloak, covered with a wind and snow cloak hood, holding a long broom in his hand, and the stunning beauty was like the most beautiful stars in the sky.

"Well...... Teacher? Shocked, he couldn't help but stutter and almost bit his tongue.

Cui Wenqing was also stunned, but he didn't expect to meet Chen Ningmo here.

Chen Ningmo obviously didn't expect anyone else to come to pay tribute to Yang Huaijin, so he was stunned for a moment before he smiled faintly and asked softly, "Ah Zhao, why are you here?" ”

Zhi Zhao hurriedly stepped forward, and after saluting Chen Ningmo, he said solemnly: "Today's rest day, the student specially brought his husband to Beibi Mountain to pay tribute to the fourth uncle, but I didn't expect to meet the teacher here. ”

"You've got a heart." Chen Ningmo said the first sentence, and then his eyes fell on Cui Wenqing, who was standing not far away and was showing an embarrassing smile, as if he wanted to ease the relationship between the two, and said lightly, "It just so happens that you are a little tired, Wenqing, it is up to you to clear the snow for your fourth uncle." ”

Hearing that Chen Ningmo took the initiative to take care of herself, Cui Wenqing naturally felt happy, and hurriedly walked over when she heard the sound, took the broom from her hand, and hurriedly cleaned up.

Chen Ningmo and Zhi Zhao together placed the sacrifices properly, and lit the incense wax yellow paper, and when everything was busy, the master and apprentice all looked at the words on Yang Huaijin's tombstone.

I don't know how long it took before Chen Ningmo said softly: "Unconsciously, Huai Jin has been dead for seven years, and now when I think back to his voice, it seems like yesterday!" ”

Zhe Zhao bowed slightly, and said with regret: "It's a pity that I have negotiated with the Liao State for so long, and I haven't exchanged the body of the fourth uncle so far, and the tombstone is also the fourth uncle's clothed tomb, as a junior, I am really ashamed." ”

"It doesn't have to be like this." Chen Ningmo shook his hand, "Huai Jin, he died fighting for the country, although he died especially honorably, why worry about having nowhere to bury his loyal bones." ”

Cui Wenqing stopped sweeping the floor, nodded and interjected: "What the bachelor said is right, our fourth uncle is a real hero, it is why bury the bones, and life is full of green mountains!" ”

As soon as these words fell, Chen Ningmo and Zhi Zhao were shocked at the same time, and the former spoke approvingly: "Why should you bury your bones in a good sentence, life is full of green mountains." I didn't expect you to be able to make such a poem casually, and your knowledge has grown recently. ”

When Zhi Zhao heard his teacher praise Cui Wenqing's talent, he was naturally secretly happy, but he smiled modestly on his face: "Teacher, Wenqing's talent is also very ordinary, so don't praise him, lest he be satisfied." ”

Chen Ningmo said solemnly: "Good is good, bad is bad, I just talk about things, if Wen Qing does something wrong, I will criticize him mercilessly, and I will definitely not be merciful." After saying that, he glanced at Cui Wenqing, meaning something.

Cui Wenqing naturally understood Chen Ningmo's meaning, and couldn't help scratching his head in embarrassment, hehe smiled and didn't understand.

"By the way," Chen Ningmo remembered something and asked with a smile, "The poem Wen Qing wrote just now only has the last sentence, I don't know what the first sentence is?" Why don't you read it out and listen to it together? ”

Cui Wenqing had no choice but to make up nonsense temporarily: "Actually, when I left Fuzhou, I wanted to give it to my mother to chat as encouragement, but unfortunately I didn't send it out at that time, so I left." ”

"Huh? Given to me? Zhi Zhao smiled in surprise, and then became interested, and said, "Since this is the case, then the husband will read it out together." ”

Cui Wenqing nodded, and said with a gesture: "I am determined to go out of the countryside for my husband, and I vow not to return if I can't learn to be famous." Why bury bones, there are green mountains everywhere in life. ”

At the end of this remark, Zhi Zhao and Chen Ningmo were beautiful at the same time, and they obviously appreciated this poem very much.

Chen Ningmo smiled and said slightly: "Although Wen Qing's poem is slightly inferior to literary talent, it is better to have the confidence and courage to move forward bravely. ”

When Cui Wenqing heard this, he was immediately a little proud, can the poems made by great men be ordinary? It's hard not to praise you!

(End of chapter)