drunk spring branch

After hearing Jingzhu's proposal, Grandma Douzi immediately objected.How can a majestic prince let others suffer and follow him up the mountain to pray for blessings?Every New Year's Eve, the royal family must have its own ceremony, how can...

But before Grandma Douzi could finish her sentence, she was choked back by Ming Xuanyu's word "good".Grandma smiled awkwardly, what exactly has Jing Zhu experienced during this time?I don't know if it's a blessing or a curse to get involved with the high-ranking prince.

"Up to the mountain... Well, do you know the way up the mountain? You haven't been there in these years. Either, or..."

Grandma's words began to falter.

Perhaps grandma intended to give up on the excuse that she was not familiar with the way up the mountain, but Douzi was still young and a kind child, so she liked this brother very much on weekdays.Hearing what grandma said, without thinking about it, she said, "It's okay, I'm familiar with it, I'll take brother Jingzhu there", and grandma was so angry that she squeezed her teacup hand even tighter.

The words have already been released, and Grandma Douzi will not and dare not hinder her mediation, so she has to acquiesce.Seeing Douzi sticking to Jingzhu and smiling happily, Maizi was not happy.

"I'm going too, I'm going too! Dad, take me with you!"

Maizi pursed her lips, grabbed Jingzhu's other arm and acted coquettishly.

At this moment, Maizi's words "daddy" instantly stirred up waves in the room.Douzi's smile froze on his face, and grandma coughed from the choking.Only Ming Xuanyu took a sip of tea calmly, with a half-smile.

"That, this... when is this, even... not, just that..."

Grandma Douzi has started to speak incoherently.

Realizing that he was misunderstood that he had caused a peach blossom debt, Jing Zhu quickly explained.Grandma felt relieved, and the corners of Dou Zi's stiff smirk also dropped.Only Ming Xuanyu remained calm, holding his teacup expressionlessly, and Maizi's little mouth pouted even higher.

So the two big and two young, after a short break, packed up briefly and set off for the mountain.

The mountains near the outskirts of the city are indeed a bit desolate, and few people care about them.There is an ancient temple on the mountain, and I don’t know which gods are enshrined. These people at the foot of the mountain will come to this temple on the mountain to burn incense and pray for blessings every festival.

Looking up, the sky is gray, and it seems that there will be a rain and snow coming.The earth is open, revealing the solid soil.The cold wind blows the dry branches along the way up the mountain, and the heavy makeup of the cold scene fades away. A thin layer of haze is chased by the wind and floats lazily in the air.

As if deliberately trying to be jealous, Maizi followed Jingzhu all the way, as soon as Douzi talked to Jingzhu and got closer and seemed more familiar, Maizi would hold onto Jingzhu's cuff tightly and call each other very affectionately.Jing Zhu felt so unwell that he almost vomited out the overnight meal.

Dou Zi is exceptionally well-behaved. He didn't lose his grace at all when he was jealous of Mai Zi and made funny faces with inexplicable disdain for him. He just smiled, gave way to Mai Zi, and continued to lead everyone in front.

Seeing this situation, the old father had mixed feelings in his eyes, wishing he could beat his chest and hold Douzi in his arms.

"Maizi, did you forget to give something..."

Jing Zhu rolled his eyes, and pushed the weed-like little head stuck to his arm.

"What? I don't know."

Maizi grasped the sackcloth backpack straps on both sides of his shoulders, curled his lips to play dumb, and whistled.

This kid is planning to take the two rattles his fairy father bought for himself.At first, I didn't quite understand why wheat would be so hostile to beans?

Thinking about it now, Maizi is such a young child, wandering alone, and finally someone is willing to take care of him with kindness, he must be afraid of being robbed of this support.

Thinking of this, Jing Zhu sighed faintly.

Fortunately, Douzi knew the way, and with his guidance, it didn't take long to go up the mountain.At first, Jing Zhu worried that a pampered prince like Ming Xuanyu would not be able to keep up, and climbing mountains would be difficult for him.Facts have proved that Ming Xuanyu's physical strength is very good. All the way from the foot of the mountain to the front of the temple, his face was not red and his heart was not beating, and he kept silently following behind him with a paralyzed face that seemed to have lost the expression function.

Thinking about it, it was the second time I met Maizi, and after a few tricks with the group of black-clothed men of unknown origin, I could tell at a glance that Ming Xuanyu had some skills.

The winding stone road extends to the front of the temple. The mountain temple is hidden in the deep mountains. The apricot-yellow courtyard wall and the blue-gray temple ridge, the small and exquisite temple highlights the towering ancient tree in the courtyard.Now in the winter season, against the various lifelike gods and Buddhas carved on the roof, it is more solemn, clean and solemn.

The temple is not big, and there are some incense.It's just that the mountains are remote, and there are not many people nearby, so it looks a bit desolate.On the way up the mountain, I met a few people who had just returned from burning incense. Jing Zhu didn't recognize them, so Douzi greeted them kindly and obediently.Those people saw that Ming Xuanyu was born a dignitary, they didn't dare to get close to him, they greeted politely and left in a hurry.

Before I knew it, it was getting late.The warm orange light at dusk is gently draped like a tulle, which inexplicably makes people feel quite peaceful.Jing Zhu took a deep breath, he didn't understand the matter of praying, he followed what Dou Zi said, and it was successfully completed.

He has never believed in gods and Buddhas, only in himself.The only reason for coming here is because if you don't come this year, Douzi will have to bring his elderly grandma, so it's better to bring Ming Xuanyu to experience the fireworks in the world.

Douzi performed a set of rituals skillfully and piously. In contrast, Maizi was like a charlatan, holding incense and swishing three times, knelt down and kowtowed three times, muttering After muttering something, he patted his knee and left.

Ming Xuanyu just took a look, stood aside in white clothes Shengxue, with sandalwood on his body, as if he was the god who should be worshiped.Standing beside him, Jing Zhu couldn't help sniffing the calming sandalwood scent more.

It's not too late now, but there was a sudden gust of wind, and the sky suddenly darkened, as if a mountain rain was about to come.When the group packed their bags and were about to set off, they realized that there was already a heavy snowfall outside the temple, and it was suddenly getting dark.

The wind is getting more and more urgent, and the mountains are covered with heavy snow.As soon as Maizi ran out of the temple gate, he ran back wrapped in clothes.

"It seems that we can only wait for the snow to be smaller. Douzi, there is an oil lamp in your package, right?"

Jing Zhu raised his eyes and looked outside the door, then turned around and asked.

"Yes! Brother Jing Zhu, there are candles and oil lamps here."

Douzi panicked, but managed to force a smile to respond.

"Don't worry everyone, Douzi knows the way, and we also have oil lamps. We will go home when the snow is a little lighter."

Jing Zhu smiled heartily, soothing people's hearts.

Maizi snorted, casually found a ball of straw by the door, and sat down.Douzi scratched his head in embarrassment, then continued to kneel in front of the Buddha, as if silently praying for the snow to stop soon.Ming Xuanyu moved his body, stood at the door and looked at the wind and snow in the distance, without any emotion on his face.

"I'm sorry, it's the first time I brought you here, and I encountered this kind of thing. Are you... hungry? The package of beans brought some dry food."

Jing Zhu approached with a smile.

"It's okay. I'm not hungry, Mr. Jing can ask the two children first."

Ming Xuanyu stretched out his fingers to catch a snowflake.

As soon as the snowflake touched the finger, it instantly melted into water droplets.Ming Xuanyu stared at the water droplets on his fingertips in a daze, wondering what he was thinking.Jing Zhu was still a little guilty, but he didn't know how to get closer to the iceberg, so he could only keep his eyes on him.

"Young Master Jing, I didn't blame you."

Sensing the burning gaze, Ming Xuanyu turned his head.

His long black jade-like hair was tied up high, and the ends of his hair were blown by the cold wind.The black cloak's delicate and elegant piping embroidery moves with the light and shadow inside and outside the temple, revealing the white clothes inside faintly, like Qiongzhi, like beautiful jade.The delicate and handsome face is even more stern in this wind and snow.

Jing Zhu was dazed, but it was Douzi who sneezed and pulled him back.So he scratched his head, looking for some firewood to start a fire.Picking up the wine gourd around his waist, he wanted to drink it all in one gulp, only to find that because Ming Xuanyu had banned alcohol for him considering his physical condition, the wine gourd had already run out of alcohol.