The sky is dusty and jade, and the snow is like floating cotton,

Qin Ziyin glanced at the snow, glanced at the moon gate leading to the front yard, closed the window, sat back under the lamp with his hand in his long fur, and twisted the small needle inserted in his clothes,

There was a snort of horses in the front yard, she raised her head, her expression was slightly condensed, she put down the work in her hand, raised her eyes to look at the window, but her body did not move again,

After a short time, the heavy footsteps pressed the snow closer, and the cotton curtain was picked, and Chang Sihao drilled in.

Qin Ziyin hurriedly stepped forward to sweep his head and shoulders, took off the warm robe around him, led him to the stove to warm up, and brought water to stuff him with a cup of ginger tea, and kept greeting Han Nuan,

Chang Sihao's own qi and blood are full, although he has been galloping in the wind and snow for a long time, he does not feel cold, but he thinks about Jiang Wan's words all the way, his heart is restless, and he is also deaf to Qin Ziyin's greetings, he puts his two big hands on the brazier slightly, leans back on the chair, and thinks: "The south is so chaotic, if Caidan Dorje really kills, the two strands are combined into one, and it will inevitably be like a bamboo, I will not let go of the opportunity to take advantage of the fire to rob when I get the news, in this way, Da Ming is not going to lose the country,"

He thought about it, and suddenly felt that the room was quiet, lonely and murderous, and when he looked sideways, Qin Ziyin had already sat back under the lamp, walking with a needle and thread in his hand, sewing a small sleeve, and in the needlework basket next to him, there was a small coat with a slight rudimentary shape pressed by scissors, the fabric was bright red, which was somewhat similar to Qin Juexiang's old clothes,

If the little flower who grows up suffers a tragedy and becomes the same as Yin'er, will I treat her like a sound,

After a long silence, he called softly, "Yin'er,"

Qin Ziyin continued to sew, without looking up,

After looking at it for a while, Chang Sihao asked: "Do you remember the absolute sound," Qin Ziyin slanted coldly: "You are willing to talk now, but how can you remember to ask him again," Chang Sihao had his own thoughts, and he didn't realize the snub he had just given her, but he continued to ask along his thoughts: "In your heart, what kind of person is he," Qin Ziyin said: "He's very good," he kept talking and said: " He's very smart, he can do all kinds of tricks, and he also likes small animals, but everyone asks him to take care of him, and no one really cares about what he thinks, so he is very sad, and he often loses his temper, in fact, he is a very good child," Chang Sihao's voice trembled: "You remember all this," thinking that she might have recovered her memory, and suddenly there was some crampedness that she couldn't face it,

Qin Ziyin blinked, his expression confused: "Chun Tao is with me, always talking about some family things, she says it over and over again, I listen to it over and over again, and I can't figure out whether I remembered it later, or remembered what she said,"

"Hmm......"

Chang Sihao was stunned for a moment, his tight buttocks slowly relaxed again, and his waist leaned back on the back of the chair.

Qin Ziyin glanced at him a little strangely, as if he wanted to say something, hesitated, flattened his mouth, lowered his head, and the needle in his hand was cut one by one, and the line walked much faster.

The wind whistled outside the house, and the snowflakes hit the window paper from time to time, rattling,

I only heard Chang Sihao's voice hoarse, and said slowly: "If one day, the two of us turn against each other...... Qin Ziyin didn't want to pay attention to it anymore, but when he heard this voice hoarse like a sigh, he couldn't help but stop and raise his head, and looked at him again: "Opposite, are you and me?"

After waiting for a long time, Chang Sihao's unfocused gaze turned back from the window paper, looked over, shook his head and smiled faintly: "It's no one, it's night, don't stay up to the lights, just rest,"

Qin Ziyin looked at him for a long time, the fingertips holding the steel needle gradually turned white, and suddenly as if he had a determination, he resolutely said: "You have a woman outside,"

Chang Sihao was stunned and smiled: "How could it be ......" but seeing a glimmer of light, the pointer flew, Qin Ziyin copied the scissors and stood up suddenly, and aimed his backhand at her own slightly bulging lower abdomen,

Chang Sihao was shocked and said, "What are you doing?"

The steel needle "Duo" sounded softly, pecked into the frieze,

Qin said to himself: "The one who was sent to pick me up was actually your person, you...... You have someone else in Jingshi, so you don't want me anymore, don't you?"

Chang Sihao was stunned for a moment, and when she understood that she had left Qi Zhonghua and a few others by her side, she knew that there was a misunderstanding in the future, thinking that she was sick and had a new love, so she sent someone to "falsely spread" Qin Juexiang's letter to harm her, but this matter involved Juexiang, and it was really difficult to explain for a while, so she hurriedly said: "Don't talk nonsense, quickly take the scissors away,"

"Don't come here," Qin Ziyin said sharply, "I only ask you, whether there is anything or not,"

Chang Sihao could hear that although her voice was strong, her heart was soft, and when she fell close to the next ghost step, she twisted her wrist with one hand, and pulled her into her arms.

The wind puffed up the window paper, the candle shadow flew, Qin Ziyin struggled twice, but he didn't struggle, and suddenly his body and mind were softened by a gentle "be careful child" in his ear, his fingertips loosened, and the scissors slipped off.

Two lines of tears suddenly flowed from her straight eyes: "Child, do you still know ...... child?"

Chang Sihao was afraid that he would hurt her, so his hand relaxed slightly, and said: "Yin'er, I was coaxed by that kiln sister to be confused for a while, I was wrong, I swear to you, I will never go to that place again, I will never see her again, okay,"

Qin Ziyin cried out loudly, and hit him with his head, hitting him with a "knock" and "knock" in his cavity.

Chang Sihao stood still, silently endured,

After hitting him more than a dozen times, Qin Ziyin was full of sadness and helplessness, and finally hit his head in his chest, stuck still, and said in tears: "If you dare to be negative again, you don't want to see me and the child again......" Ten fingers were closed between the words, and the clothes on Chang Sihao's back were wrinkled,

The lamp and candle turned her black hair brown and red blood, and in the overflowing luster, there was a warm and fragrant fragrance.

Chang Sihao lowered his head and sniffed deeply, did not speak, his arms were tightened, and he closed his eyelids with difficulty.

The next day, when the snow was clear and the sky was clear, Li Shuangji got up early in the morning to come over to serve, and when he saw his face gloomy, he said: "Master Chang, you have something to order, what is this boring?"

Chang Sihao thoughtfully: "It's something, it's just that you're too eye-catching, you can't use it," suddenly flashed a thought, and asked: "How are the four people under you," Li Shuangji said: "It's good, they all listen to me," Chang Sihao nodded: "Call,"

Not long after, Qi Zhonghua, Ni Honglei, Guo Qiang and Wu Zhiming came to the hall to greet Chang Sihao, and they had all changed into the new clothes of the Hou Mansion.

Chang Sihao saw that Qi Zhonghua's face injury had not healed, and he put some plaster gauze on it, and asked: "Is it better," Qi Zhonghua hurriedly lowered his head: "It's much better, the villain is cheap, and he doesn't dare to ask for comfort," Chang Sihao said: "I don't treat you as outsiders, and you don't want to see outsiders yourself,"

The four of them said yes again and again,

Chang Sihao's eyes swept around their faces, and a smile appeared on his face: "The people in this courtyard are all given by the emperor, and you have to leave two points of depth when you speak, and you must always leave three points of politeness when you use people, which can be regarded as a thank you to God, but in this way, you are not as open as your own family,"

Qi Zhonghua was ghostly, and when he heard that there was something else in his words, he hurriedly bowed: "Being able to follow Hou Ye, it is the blessing of the little ones, after all, the four of us are the old people of the Qin family, if Hou Ye has anything to do, just keep it safe and comfortable,"

"Okay,"

Chang Sihao was very satisfied, and asked Li Shuangji to pass the word to the door: If Manager Liu came, he didn't have to pass through, just let him in, and waved away the other three, summoned Qi Zhonghua closer, and said in his ear: "You go to the general altar of the Hundred Swords League immediately, let the people in his alliance pass the word to Jue Xiang, just say ......" The voice was lowered, Qi Zhonghua nodded again and again, turned around, the arrangement was completed, Chang Sihao came to the front hall with his face, hung up the curtain, sat by the charcoal brazier and looked at the snow in the courtyard, crossed his legs, and tasted Qin Ziyin's pumpkin porridge one by one,

After a while, sure enough, Liu Jinwu arrived early, and greeted him with a smile in the courtyard, Qin Ziyin gave up his seat with him, and brought another bowl of porridge, added a spoon, and said: "Uncle also tastes a cup," Liu Jinwu shook his head and smiled: "The little brother has eaten, and I don't dare to greet my sister-in-law," as he spoke, he swept away, only to see Chang Sihao's expressionless face, and his eyes were in the courtyard and only looked at the snow,

After eating all the porridge spoonful by spoonful, Chang Sihao said: "If you still have a spare appetite, just make it difficult, it's not easy for your sister-in-law to bring a trip,"

Qin Ziyin heard this, one hand gently stroked Wei Long's abdomen, his face was smiling, slightly red,

Liu Jinwu nodded and smiled: "Yes," I picked up the bowl and tasted it, but the porridge was a little cold.

Chang Sihao looked at it in his eyes, pretended not to know, and asked, "The robe was sent to Danba Thornton,"

Liu Jinwu nodded: "I sent it last night, how dare the little brother delay what the emperor ordered," slowly put the cold porridge into his mouth one spoonful at a time,

Chang Sihao wiped the corners of his lips with a small towel, looked at him sideways and smiled: "Brother is quick to do things, no wonder the emperor likes it, being an elder brother is used to being idle in the rivers and lakes, and yesterday he was only busy with idle things, delaying the proclamation, this sin is not small,"

Liu Jinwu said: "It was so windy and snowy last night, even if there was a delay, it is not strange,"

Chang Sihao heard the meaning of his words, and said with a smile: "Well, the sun is shining today, and the weather is very good," he threw a small towel on the table, held up the soup can next to him and walked idly under the eaves, while watching his family come and go to clear the snow, while gurgling and rinsing his mouth, after a while, the corner of the door flashed in, a warm hat was tightly buttoned on the head, plaster, white cloth wrapped in the face, showing two eyes to the front hall, sweeping the person behind Chang Sihao, so he shrank forward, only slowly walked along the side corridor to the backyard,

Chang Sihao recognized that it was Qi Zhonghua, his eyes were paired, he nodded slightly, knowing that the matter had been done, he immediately walked down to the courtyard, marked a mouthful of water in the snowdrift, turned around and said: "The decree is not a trivial matter, don't rinse it cleanly, I'm afraid it will be disrespectful," Liu Jinwu put down the bowl and said with a smile: "The second brother is the Hou Ye, and he is a thousand years old, he is a golden mouth, how can he be so particular,"

Chang Sihao went back to the house and put the soup can in his hand, picked up a big brush and draped it on his body, and said with a smile: "Let's go,"

When he came to the general altar of the Hundred Swords Alliance, there was already a door to greet him, Chang Sihao stepped up the steps first, returned the salute, and said: "I'm here to find Jue Xiang something, please report it," the man looked over his shoulder, looked at Liu Jinwu, and smiled: "Ouch, it's really not a coincidence, Young Master Qin is not here," Chang Sihao muttered to himself: "Hey, I heard him say that he was going back to Shanxi for the New Year, but I didn't expect to leave," turned around and asked: "Jin Wu, what do you think of this," but the doorman smiled behind his back: " Chang Ye misunderstood, Young Master Qin followed Master Zheng Meng and them to the White Pagoda Temple, and they had only walked for less than two moments, "Chang Sihao's heart twisted, his nose wrinkled twice, and he didn't make a sound, Liu Jinwu smiled: "Let's just play, and go to the temple by the way, it doesn't matter,"

The White Pagoda Temple is located in the west of Xiyuan, Liu Jinwu is a frequent visitor here, naturally familiar with the road, a still hip-hop, Chang Sihao followed behind him with a dignified face, walked a journey, across three or four streets, far away you can see a few clusters of cornices in front of you hugging a white tower, the tower body is white as jade, crystal hanging snow, the sun shines on the colorful neon, the whole tower is tall and strong, like a big spinning top upside down, the shape is different, step to the mountain gate to enter, you see a lot of horses tied to the stone fence on the east and west sides, many men in strong clothes hug on the middle stone road, there are clusters of monks and Confucian people in it, etc., it seems to be crowded, but they are in groups of each other, keep a certain distance,

There are knowing the guest monks to give in attentively, the two of them mixed in the crowd through the hall into the hospital, the eyes suddenly opened, only to see two large prayer flags with more than three zhang in front of them, the body of the banner is wrapped in yak skin layer by layer, the top of the prayer flag is horizontally pulled rope, it is hung with colorful wind horse flags, and the flags are printed with spells, The scriptures and the pattern of the sacred bird, in the breeze fluttering and shaking, behind the flag door a large hall red lacquer blue tile, solemn and majestic, the double layer of Sumeru in front of the hall is not very high, a piece of convex shape pokes out forward, connected by steps, forming a small platform, the snow in the courtyard has been swept away, revealing the ground paved by square stones, unusually flat,

Chang Sihao looked at the prayer flags and was full of people, some with swords, some with swords, and thought: "It's not the first day of the new year, and it's not the fifteenth, how can so many people gather, and it's not a good man and a woman,"

Liu Jinwu accompanied him to look east and west behind the crowd, occasionally saw the familiar lamas in the temple and said hello, before chatting in detail, he listened to the bell ringing, the courtyard was quiet, the main hall door was open, a team of white-clothed lamas and gray-clothed monks lined up in a double column and came out side by side, the herringbone was divided into two points, scattered under the eaves, the presiding officer of the White Pagoda Temple, Xiaochi Shangshang and Danba Santon, were on the left, Zheng Mengzhu and Qin Juexiang were on the right, accompanied by a short and fat white-bearded monk walked out,

The white-bearded monk's head is as big as a fight, his smiling eyes are like a fascination, he is dressed in a big red robe, stepping on yellow cloth monk shoes, twisting a string of plain beads between his abdomen with one hand, slowly stepping down a heavy step, standing on a small platform, although his body is not high, he looks serious and old, with a twelve-point style, and the other four people are lined up in a slight arc on both sides of him, respectively, giving him half a position,

The Master of Koike bowed slightly to the white-bearded monk, paced half a step forward, and smiled at the group of heroes in the courtyard and said: "There is no Buddha in the south, and the light of all the swords is expected to descend at the same time, and the temple is small, and the hospitality is not good for a while, please forgive me,"

The group of heroes replied, "It's easy to say," "The people of Xiaochi don't have to be polite," said a young man in the crowd: "I heard that the abbot of Shaolin Temple, the Venerable Master of Xiaoshan, is coming to Beijing, and I can't wait to be happy.

This aunt is delicate, her voice is soft, and she is shy and cowardly when she speaks, which provokes a few idle laughs.

The white-bearded monk was not in a hurry, and replied loudly: "The old man was invited by his junior brother to come to Beijing, originally to communicate with the secret and promote the Dharma, but there is no difference between the three teachings, the three teachings are one family, and I have heard for a long time that the real people of the Red Sun have profound morality and mystical principles, and if the old man has leisure during his stay in Beijing, he must come to the door to seek advice," these words were quiet and peaceful, so that the audience was solemn and the evil spirit disappeared,

The Dao Gu blushed and shook her hand: "Yes, I'm sorry, I said it wrong just now, my master's Dao number is red, and I missed my mouth for a while, and I hope that the Venerable Master will forgive my sins," and then retreated to the crowd,

There was a commotion among the heroes, and someone said: "What do I say, why haven't I heard that there is such a person in Baiyun Temple," "That's it, that's it," "It's probably teaching, not a person in the martial arts," and some said: "Hey, the name of Rihong Zhenren, I don't seem to have heard of it, my master's name is wrong, how can it be true," Since this Dao Gu said the wrong name, what Xiaoshan said for a long time to hear his name, naturally it is a vain politeness, and the monks don't speak, this is obviously a big **,

Liu Jinwu was familiar with the voice of the Dao Gu, but she could only see a back behind the crowd, and when she turned around, she saw a side face, and she was stunned: "Isn't this Feng Eryuan, she is out of business alone, why did she come here and become a Dao Gu,"

Chang Sihao recognized Feng Eryuan at this moment, and he was also stunned, his eyes swept to the stage, and Qin Juexiang was smug with a smile on his face.

The fat on the face of the person on the hill trembled, a little ugly, and then looked for that aunt, has been trapped in the crowd and can't see, at this time, there are other monks in Chongfu Temple, Zhihua Temple and other places have come out to pay tribute, followed by the Bagua Gate, Taiji Gate, Kunlun, Diancang, Qingcheng and other leaders stationed in Beijing, as well as the family members of the Beijing Division, the owner of the martial arts hall, etc., all came to greet and greet, Xiaoshan answered one by one, and finally covered the past,

Seeing that the ceremony was over, Xiaoshan said: "It's cold, it's inconvenient to speak, junior brother, it's better to invite all the swords to the teahouse to taste tea to the fire,"

Koikegami nodded, looked into the crowd, and was about to speak, when someone shouted, "Wait a minute,"