Qizhou

Autumn in Chang'an is dry and short-lived. After a few gusts of autumn wind, the coolness hits my heart.

Although after rolling in the pile of sunset leaves, Ci Nian never showed his tail again, but as He Qizhou stayed at home longer and longer, he also reduced the frequency of going out to hang out.After all, he was the one who waited in the house for this person to come back. Waiting was not good, he knew it very well.

Just like in the hut at the foot of Zhuxi Mountain, the two of them got up in the morning and had breakfast to practice, while He Qizhou went to work in the palace, and entertained themselves at home after the New Year. Lie down and look at the stars.

The sky in Chang'an is wider, without the shelter of the foothills or the bamboo forest. If you look up naked, it seems that you can see more distant and brighter stars through the quiet night sky.Ci Nian occasionally falls asleep watching the stars, and wakes up in the house, no need to think about it, it must be that He Qizhou couldn't bear to wake him up, so he moved him into the house lightly.

It is still good to be young, and the world is peaceful.The colleagues of Qin Tianjian reported the good news in time, and received many rewards from the emperor.Just in time for him to go home in the evening, a group of colleagues insisted on dragging him to have a meal together to celebrate. He Qizhou only thought for a moment, and then gave Ye Huaiyu all the credit.When the supervisor was mentioned for no reason, he was carefully observing the pot of red coral bestowed by the emperor. As soon as he raised his head, he saw a large group of bastards surrounded by him, and when he took a closer look, He Qizhou, who had brought disaster to the east, With a wave of his hand, he disappeared without a trace.

On the way home, He Qizhou bumped into Xu Wenzhi who was on the same road, the two looked at each other and smiled, and they said hello in unison.

"How is the little boy?"

"How is Miss Fu Jin?"

The two were taken aback for a moment, and replied at the same time——

"Okay, I can eat and sleep."

"It's been cold recently, and girls have come less often. Most of the time, I went to look for her..."

Having said that, the two of them laughed again, exchanged some pleasantries and said that it was cold and put on more clothes, and then went home.The streets of Chang'an are still bustling, and the westerly wind picks up one after another. Pedestrians coming and going, all wrap their clothes tightly, lest the cold wind get into their sleeves.When he stepped into the gate of the courtyard, He Qizhou's eyes caught a tiny piece of whiteness.

It is so thin and tiny that it disappears when it falls on your fingertips.It swayed down and was blown wildly by the wind. He Qizhou saw it hovering under the eaves for a while, and finally fell to the ground and merged into the soil. Then he took a step back and looked up at the already purple sky.Countless tiny snowflakes are flying one after another, drifting wantonly with the cold wind.Chang'an finally snowed again.

When He Qizhou opened the door and entered the house, Ci Nian was excited by the sudden snowfall. He stood on the small table in the courtyard, straightened his body, and stretched his arms, trying to catch every falling snowflake.On the other side of the stone table, a young man in red, like him, also stretched out his hand, trying to catch the tiny coldness.

"Watch me catch... huh?" Ci Nian was full of confidence, he waved his hands, but missed them, he spread his hands, the snowflakes on his palms had already melted, and that little bit of coldness also turned into moist water vapor, hidden in the In his fine palm lines.It's no wonder that his hands are hot, and when snowflakes fall, they will inevitably turn into water vapor.Just when he was puzzled, Aman happily exclaimed: "Look at me, look at me!"

The snowflakes in Ah Man's palms had slowly piled up. Although it was only a thin layer, it was much better than the non-stop melting situation in Ci Nian.Ci Nian was puzzled: "Why can you catch me now, but I can't!"

When Aman was asked by him, he also fell into doubt: "This... I don't know either."

"Because Aman's hands don't have warmth." He Qizhou walked to the stone table, hugged the little fox standing on it, and pulled his thin coat for him, "Do you think gods won't catch cold?"

Ci Nian had no interest in catching a cold or not, all he wanted to do was look at the snow on Aman's hands, and when He Qizhou said that, he immediately leaned forward and grabbed Aman's hand.Sure enough, the moment he touched the snowflake, the thin layer of frost immediately melted, and without the snowflake, Aman's hand was still cold, without any warmth at all.

When he touched the palm of Ci Nian, Aman was stunned for a moment, then suddenly smiled and said: "Really, young master, your hand is very warm!"

He Qizhou explained: "He is a fox after all, and you are a tree. A tree has no blood, so it will naturally be colder."

These two guys who have become spirits actually need a human being to explain the mystery of the body temperature to them. The two little gods were taken aback for a moment, and then laughed together.Smiling, Aman lowered his head, looked at his hands, and said softly: "Then, human hands should also be warm. It feels good to be able to hold warm hands, and Fu Jin should feel happy."

When Ci Nian heard this, the smile on his face faded a bit. He naturally understood the meaning of the words, but he didn't know what to say to make Aman not so sad.The snow was getting bigger and bigger, the three of them stood in the snow, their hair was dyed white, He Qizhou said: "Let's go first to the house, and then stand here, after a while, there will be a snow tree, a snow fox, and I'm a snowman."

Ci Nian laughed very cooperatively, and dragged Aman into the house.The snow outside the house fell, and the courtyard was covered in a short while. The west wind changed to the north wind, and it was another year of winter.

Aman actually wanted to come with Fu Jin.But Fu Jin had already found his own happiness, so it was inconvenient for him to continue to follow her, disturbing their interest.Alone in the mountains, even the days are extraordinarily long, Aman doesn't know what to do, he can only find Ci Nian, and spend time with this little fox who is at home alone and panicking.

The two read books together, and occasionally draw pictures. Although Aman can only write his own name, the pictures are decent.Tired of painting, Ci Nian introduced his rouge to him. He tried it with autumn and winter maple leaves, but found that the red made from dried flowers was the most dazzling.Aman listened carefully, and occasionally tried to make it, but no matter how beautiful the rouge he made, he didn't know who to give it to, so he had to leave it on the desk of Ci Nian, and wait for the little fox to use it on a whim. Dress yourself up.

"It seems like it's time to celebrate the New Year again." He Qizhou finished making tea, looked at the snow outside the house, and said, "You've got all your plans...you've been in Chang'an for a year."

Ci Nian concentrated on eating snacks. After hearing this, he replied: "It's just a short year, and there are so many years to come. What is a year!"

He Qizhou sighed: "If you don't be so playful and achieve a positive result as soon as possible, I can save a lot of trouble."

Ci Nian snorted: "I'm not playful, it's what you said, it takes chance to achieve success, so I just haven't got the chance, when my chance comes, I will definitely become the world's unparalleled Fox Immortal, sweeping Liuhe, annexing the world shortage!"

He Qizhou smiled and said: "When you sweep Liuhe, no chicken in the world will survive to become a sperm."

There were laughter and laughter in the room, and Aman's original gloom dissipated with the hot tea in his hand.He looked at the two people at the table who were bickering with each other, and suddenly said: "The Chinese New Year you mentioned...can you bring me with you?"

For so many years in the mountains, he only occasionally saw villagers who came to collect firewood. When they talked about the New Year, their faces were also full of joy.Aman asked Fu Jin what Chinese New Year is. Fu Jin, who has never celebrated Chinese New Year, also looked curious. They once took advantage of the New Year's Eve to sneak out of the villager's house on the mountain side, listening to the joyous laughter inside the house , sniffing the aroma of food overflowing between cups and cups.

Although the years in the mountains are so long, he has never personally experienced the New Year since the day he transformed into a spirit.But since that day, Fu Jin has been thinking about Chinese New Year.She said that during the New Year, the world will be reunited, so the New Year is a good day, and she also hopes that one day, she can spend the New Year with the predestined people in the world.Aman kept this wish in her heart, but she was never able to help her realize it.

"If you can bring me...you can call Mr. Xu and Fu Jin together, okay?" Aman said with a smile, "She has always wanted to have a lively new year..."

That's the end of the story, and it's hard to persuade him to say goodbye to the year. He made the box of rouge back then, and he urged Aman to give it to him. Now Aman is always smiling... there is no need to say anything else said.Ci Nian patted his chest, feeling that his determination was not enough, he patted He Qizhou's chest again, bang bang bang a few times, this mortal Master He almost coughed up the tea he just drank.

"I will definitely invite Master Xu and Fu Jin for you!" After thinking about it, he said, "There is also General Qin! We also want to come together, we will celebrate the New Year together, and set off firecrackers in a lively manner, so that you too Be happy!"

Aman held the cup, his face was reddened by the steam, he hesitated for a long time, and finally said gratefully: "Thank you."

The winter solstice dumpling banquet was held as scheduled. This time there was no disturbance, and everything was peaceful and peaceful.No matter how busy the Ministry of Rites is, there will always be a day when the curtain will come to an end.Xu Shilang has become Xu Shangshu, and he is indeed worthy of the status of Shangshu.All the New Year's ceremonies are beautifully arranged, which makes Meng Yincheng, who is used to procrastination, not used to it.But now that the matter is done well, the rewards should still be rewarded. This year's festival, everyone in the Ministry of Rites has gained a lot of glory by relying on Xu Wenzhi, who is the new official.

On the night of New Year's Eve, a group of people responded to the invitation, and each brought a few dishes to He's residence.In addition to those who agreed, there is also Ye Jianzheng of Qin Tianjian, He Qizhou has always respected and loved this master, how can he let him spend the New Year at home alone?The He Mansion, which has not been lively for a long time, finally ushered in another year of Spring Festival amidst the decorations and laughter.

Ci Nian doesn't like to drink, so he simply boiled a big pot of tea, and you can have a cup of tea, but you can enjoy yourself.The reed chicken that has been raised for a year has finally come to an end, and it has become a delicacy that is hard to fly with its wings on the table, slowly spreading the table.Qin Ge didn't know how to cook, but at least he bought a few signature dishes from the teahouse to make up for it. Xu Wenzhi didn't know what to cook, so he simply invited the old butler to help prepare the New Year's Eve dinner together.

When it was getting dark, this table of New Year's Eve dinner was finally prepared in a hurry and laughing.

This kind of joy made Aman's heart warm. He stood in the yard, looked at the lantern-hanging Resignation, and then looked at Qin Ge who was standing beside him directing. His eyes turned around, and then turned to Fu Jin. .His Miss Yulan was unusually dressed in a red dress and a velvet-trimmed cloak, and she was discussing with Xu Wenzhi how to write and paste the Spring Festival couplets.

He almost forgot that she could write, and her handwriting was beautiful and excellent.

Xu Wenzhi saw that she had picked up the pen to write the first couplet, so he picked up the pen and wrote the second couplet. Both of their characters were very correct, but they were not in the same style at all.

"Why don't you put the couplets first?" Fu Jin said, "I'll write a horizontal comment when I'm done with work..."

"Let me go and paste it!" Aman smiled and went forward, holding up the two couplets, "It looks good and suitable, I will paste it on this door, the young master and Mr. He must like it too!"

Before the two of them could answer, he picked up the paste, called the New Year's Eve who had just hung up the lanterns, and invited him to paste the Spring Festival couplets together.

Fu Jin will definitely be very happy.If you can have a lively New Year, you should still be with the people you like.Ah Man thought.

This wish, he finally helped her come true.