In 320 A.D., December 29, it was early spring and the snow was at the end. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Winter is over and spring is coming, and the last snow.

The snow is sprinkled one after another, and the broken lake holds the skirt in one hand and the stirrup in the other, walking along the corridor of the word "song", the corridor is smooth and clean, and the projection is whisked.

Walk through the middle building, slowly run in the east building, float out of the west building in broken steps, wait until the corner of the ridge wall where the eaves do not reach, and stretch out your hand to explore the snow. Crystal snowflakes, slightly cold to the tentacles, immersed in the palm prints. Immediately, he opened the tung oil stirrup in his hand and walked silently into the depths of the snow.

The feelings of the Yi people are like plain, and the drop moon is a broken lake. The back is slender, the shoulders are like knives, the lilac bandeau skirt is quietly draining, and the roses are pierced inside, and the boiling water swings down the body. The small silk shoes are blue and powdered, and they are also pierced with roses, and when the petals flutter, they step on a line of footprints, small, shallow, and slightly lonely.

In previous years, every time she passed by this place, she would look back at the footprints behind her from time to time. But today, as if she had forgotten, she came to the arrow chop step by step, standing alone in a familiar position, looking at the manor.

As for the snow, it is falling tightly.

Inside and outside the courtyard, a piece of wanton exaltation, just like the paw of the big white cat, stepping on the east and west, stepping on it as white. The fields are dyed into cloud brocade, as if spreading white reed mats, the tall waterwheel is solidified, hanging with floating clouds, and the old village is hidden under the snow-capped mountain, silent.

The clear stream does not flow again, and the green bamboo has a new look.

I still remember the old years, the mist was like a veil, and when the swallows flew, they both. Today, the snow is like a butterfly, the flowers are gone, and it is independent.

Xiao Langjun used to say that when he rises, he can flap his wings into the blue sky, and when he is happy, he has been homesick...... Broken lakes are also broken lakes, so far, Xiao Langjun has been Langjun, don't call it wrong...... Lang Jun has the world in his heart, but his foundation is rooted in the south of the Yangtze River, and the broken lake is also a broken lake, what can you do to make Lang Jun value it so much...... Broken lake, snow scenery like fog scene, if you climb a height, Xing may make people happy......

Thinking, thinking, his eyes flickered, he took a step forward, holding the arrow and chopping his mouth, as if he wanted to climb up.

"Steward, no!!"

Seeing this scene, he was startled, pressed the knife, stepped forward quickly, and said in a deep voice: "Chief steward, the snow is thick, the wall is slippery, don't climb it." ”

"Hmm...... It doesn't matter, I just want to take a closer look at the old village. ”

Broken Lake paused, slowly turned around with the tung oil stirrup in his hand, smiled quietly, his eyes were soft and cordial, but it seemed to be separated by obstacles and green mountains, obviously he was in front of him, but he could not be profane.

The white-robed collar subconsciously took a few steps back, not daring to look at it squarely, but secretly worried, and lowered his head and said: "If the chief steward wants to take a look at the old village workshop, why not drive there?" ”

"That's it!"

The broken lake shrank and was a little farther away from the arrow.

A cadre's expression suddenly relaxed, thousands of people up and down the Huating Liu family, who didn't know that the big steward was smart and practiced, and the main six villages were well organized, and now the prosperity of the Huating Liu family, since Xiao Langjun and the little lady work hard, but never break the lake, don't climb the wall on a whim, if you stumble, the consequences are unimaginable.

The white-robed curled collar raised his eyes secretly, carefully debated the look of the chief steward, put his mind at ease, and hummed: "The chief steward appreciates the snow, I am inconvenient to disturb, and I will leave." After that, he pressed the waist knife, closed his head heavily, and led the guards to continue to patrol the courtyard wall, but quietly left one person, making a look.

As if he hadn't seen it, the broken lake trembled his eyes and called, "Wait! When the leader of the song respectfully turned around, he smiled and said: "The weather is cold and the snow is heavy, and the sentry is still very hard, so you need to start a fire more, and each person will enjoy three cups of wine, and then drink after warming." ”

"No!"

Qu Ling's expression was overjoyed, and he walked away quickly, but halfway through, he shook his head and said secretly: "Why is the chief steward so aware of this, and who is it similar to?' Frowning and thinking deeply, suddenly, it suddenly dawned on him, and he couldn't help but crack his mouth, and said with a smile: "In the past, Xiao Langjun also said that it was almost word for word. ”

The snow is gradually slanting, falling in love with the corners of the skirt, the broken lake tightens the stirrups in his hands, the hour is still early, the whole manor has not yet woken up, the master mother gets up late, Lang Jun and the young master mother must sleep peacefully, and the guests are drunk all night...... Well, who is that? His eyes froze, and he leaned over slightly, waiting to distinguish the two people in the snow forest, and the corners of his mouth bent, which was blessing and ingenuity.

Laifu's current name is Liu Yin, the word Huaixin, which is given by Xiao Langjun, and everyone in the village knows that Liu Yin likes ingenuity, but the little sister does not like Liu Yin. When spring comes, the little sister will be two out of ten, the main mother has not mentioned, and the mother also pretends to be unknown, if you don't marry again, who is allowed? Isn't it like a broken lake, never marrying for life......

"Poof......

Suddenly, Broken Lake's body trembled, and he smiled lightly, his eyes bent like a crescent moon. It turned out to be in the forest, Liu Yin seemed to want to hold ingenuity, but let ingenuity step on it. Then, he glared at him fiercely, turned around and ran. Liu Yin pulled his legs and wanted to chase after him, but as everyone knows, a snowball flew in, impartial, and smashed it.

"Broken Lake?!"

When he rushed to the courtyard, he suddenly saw the broken lake on the high wall, raised his eyebrows, raised his face, squinted his eyes, and stared at this sister who was exactly the same as himself.

"Little sister, what a stupid ......"

Broken Lake shook his head, shrank back, slowly, and then entered, and saw that the ingenuity had gone, and secretly thought: Yan drunk once said that after the wedding, the little lady will discuss with Xiao Langjun and will brush his wife with Luo Huan at night. Yanhua will also marry Hu Yu and Xue Ji, and the housemother also intends to marry Brother Jian. Well, at this point, the big maid is gone, and you need to make up for it. There are still Liuyan and Lannu, each of whom is in charge of a village, and they need to be discussed in detail another day to find out. After two days, he summoned the stewards of each village to meet the young master's mother. The little lady is in charge of business, and the young master mother will enter the Huating Pavilion and should be in charge of the village......

At this time, the snow goose walked straight through the corridor to the prism wall, and when it got closer, Wan Fu said: "The big steward, Xiao Langjun is up, and the young master's mother is still resting." ”

Hearing this, the broken lake was in a mess, and he walked to the cloister with the stirrup in his hand, and ordered: "Are you ready for breakfast?" Courgette needs more companions, and the young housewife likes to eat fine porridge and three soups, and it must not be too greasy. Xiao Langjun will definitely not practice swords today, he must be able to practice calligraphy, who is the servant? ”

Xue Yan said: "It has been prepared for a long time, and there has never been a shortage." After the wedding, it was a new night within three days, so the maids brought by the young master's mother were not put to bed, and the maids invited Miao Ge to go, and they knew that Miao Ge, Miao Ge ...... "and bit his mouth: "Miao Ge has not gone, and the comb has arrived." ”

"Ridiculous!"

Broken Lake frowned, thought for a while, and said coldly: "Later, when I see the master's mother, I will worship the young master's mother, and invite Miao Ge to my room." After thinking about it again, he sighed: "That's it, you can't do it, but you have to ask for it." This is the responsibility of the broken lake, and it should have been prepared for a long time. ”

Xue Yan bit her lip and said timidly: "The big steward, Miao Ge, Miao Ge seems to be very afraid of seeing Xiao Langjun." There were a few times when the servant happened to be in the dark, peeking at Xiao Langjun. ”

"Huh?"

After a pause, he collected the tung oil stirrup, handed it to the snow goose, and said lightly: "Xiao Langjun has a word, don't talk about where you come from, but you can't be suspicious of it." The cause of chaos is suspicious, but it must not be guarded against, in the future, if there is a vision, and it is given to me, it is not allowed to discuss privately. ”

"Yes." The snow goose holds the stirrup and owes it.

At this time, Yingge came from the courtyard, dragged her skirt up the ladder, and said to Wanfu in the broken lake: "The chief steward, the distinguished guests in the east chamber have risen, and several distinguished guests have come to the guest room of Ji. Seeing that the snow is beautiful, Ji Guike intends to go out of the village with his friends, enter the peach forest, and break the pool to fish for snow. There are still young masters and mothers who respect their fathers. ”

Yesterday, Lu Wan wanted to leave, but was retained by Ji Zhan.

Broken Lake was slightly stunned, his eyes blinked, and he said: "Well, I ordered someone to go to Tanting to clear the snow quickly, prepare all kinds of food and wine, and prepare more for sobering and scalding, and warm it in the pot." Then, don't serve near and protect from afar. Idle people, etc., don't get close! ”

"No!"

Yingge took the order and left.

The broken lake will walk to the entrance of the west building, and he will see his mother Xu coming in a hurry.

Xu hesitated: "Chief steward, there is something ......"

"Mother!"

Broken Lake blushed and sneered, but tears rolled in his eyes.

Alas......

Xu's expression changed, looking at the daughter of the flower and the moon, and sighed secretly, since the broken lake has been a big steward, the father is not kissed, the mother is not loved, but unconsciously alienated a lot for the family, at the moment, a pain in the heart, courage, caress the daughter's hand, and said softly: "My son, mother, mother loves you, not weaker than your sister......"

"Yes."

Broken Lake's heart was both sour and sweet, sad than happy, extremely complicated, immediately stabilized his mind, and said softly: "Mother, what happened?" ”

Xu frowned and said, "The green pothos Xiaojun was exposed a few days ago, and his body was even more lazy. However, the ceremony cannot be abolished, and it is reasonable to go to meet the young master later, but do you need to bring the little young master? ”

Shahu groaned for a while, and said softly: "According to the ceremony, the young master mother and Xiao Langjun have to enter the middle building and meet the master mother." The mother and the little young master will be welcomed to the middle building, and when the young master mother has seen the main mother, the daughter will order someone to inform the mother, and then let the green pothos Xiaojun enter the east building to meet. Don't worry, don't worry, the matter between the pothos Xiaojun and the little young master, the young master's mother has already known, the young master's mother is an elegant and noble girl, and there is no suspicion! ”

"Hmmm......"

Xu Shi's eyebrows twitched, and then, after figuring out the trick, he said with a smile: "Excellent, excellent, my son's method is wonderful, so that it can save Xiao Langjun a lot of embarrassment, and also make the little young master and the young master happy." I'm going to take care of the little young master, and I'm sure to dress up the little young master beautifully......"

"Poof......

Xue Yan smiled and said happily: "The little young master is already carved with pink jade, even if he doesn't dress up, he will definitely be able to please the young master's mother." ”

"Naughty girl, is it possible for you and me to discuss the little young master?" Xu Le scolded the snow goose and left with a smile.

Broken Lake's eyes swept towards the small courtyard in the snow, smiled softly, and said in her heart: "The young master mother is graceful and luxurious, elegant and simple, and she is not jealous, she is really an excellent match for Xiao Langjun." Suddenly, his eyes froze, and he saw a black and white figure slipping away from the corner of the corridor, frowning, and called: "Miao Ge, wait a while!" ”

Slightly.

Miao Ge turned out from the corner of the corridor, his bright eyes were slow, looking forward to the brilliance, holding his hand on his waist, and a shallow blessing: "The big steward, what is the matter with calling Miao Ge?" ”

Broken Lake smiled: "The maids brought by the young master's mother still don't know Xiao Langjun's habits and tastes, later, I told my sister that although Xiao Langjun will not live in Huating for a long time, the people who serve are indispensable, from now on, my sister will serve in the East Building, what is it?" ”

"Yes, Steward."

Miao Ge did not hesitate at all, responded in a shallow voice, and then said again: "It's just that the master mother needs someone to serve her." The chief steward, why don't you inform the young master's maid of Xiao Langjun's habits? ”

"Hmmm......"

Broken Lake smiled, shook his head as if he suddenly realized, and said with a smile: "Ranye, I've been too busy lately, and Broken Lake is actually disabled, fortunately my sister reminded me, presumably the main mother will get up, and my sister will go." ”

"No."

The black and white slender figure flashed away, Shahu pursed his lips, and said in his heart: "Miao Ge, it is indeed a suspicious ......" and seeing that the hour was not early, the figures in the courtyard gradually came and went, and it was estimated that Xiao Langjun was about to finish the crown, so he put his hand on his waist, took small steps, and thought about it while walking.

"Broken Lake ......"

Will go out of the West Building, there is a call behind him, and when he turns around, Yang Shaoliu brings Yan drunk, night breeze, and leather scarf, and he comes with all the money. The snowflakes are flying, and the little lady Yang who is leading the step forward is still tied with a silk scarf, combing a women's bun, and obliquely inserting a Liluan step sway, wearing a red cloak, with a bunch of bowls of begonias embedded in her left shoulder, and her face is very small.

Shahu lost his eyes, tightened the hand on his waist, and couldn't help but sigh: "If you talk about color and style, who can compare to Little Lady Yang?" Well, yesterday's young housewife is similar. He owed Wanfu and said softly: "Broken Lake, I've seen the little lady." ”

"No need to be polite."

Yang Shaoliu responded lightly, stepped lightly, walked to the middle building, and said as he walked: "I enter the middle building, I don't need to be visited, and I don't need all kinds of vulgar etiquette." ”

"No." Shattered Lake bent its mouth.

Yang Shaoliu floated through the corridor, paused at the entrance of the corridor of the middle building, suddenly looked back, and said lightly: "What you said in the past, you don't take it to heart." Huating Liu's got you, and my brother had you, which was really a blessing from heaven. After a pause, the silk scarf was warped: "Even if what you said made Shaoliu unhappy." ”

"Little lady! Broken Lake ......"

Broken Lake whispered, and he was about to bow down with the hem of his skirt, but he saw that Yang Shaoliu had already turned away.

Leaning less, the chief steward's thin eyebrows trembled twice, his expression replied, his eyes became more and more determined, and he walked towards the east building. (To be continued.) )