Chapter 89 Time has already been written
It snowed.
The red walls of the imperial palace in the capital turned white.
The entire palace was covered with a snow-white roof, which made it look particularly white.
A minister reported that it was a good year with abundant snow. It had not snowed for three years. This snowfall was a good omen.
It happened to be the birthday of Crown Prince Han.
His Majesty wanted to celebrate the birthday of Crown Prince Han in person.
Crown Prince Han was favored by everyone in the capital. He
was more respected than the crown prince at that time. If you
offend the crown prince, he will be magnanimous and will not do anything to you. If you
offend the crown prince, he will not be magnanimous and will torture you to death.
The emperor just laughed it off, thinking that his nephew was straightforward and lovely.
Crown Prince Han's wife was unlucky and died three years after marriage.
The emperor intended to choose another princess for the crown prince Han.
On this day, all the ladies of high rank in the court brought their children of marriageable age to the palace.
The palace banquet
lasted until midnight. There was singing and dancing.
The wine flowed.
The emperor was drunk and held the younger concubine in his arms, directing the play on the stage.
The soldier with the urgent document was stopped outside the palace.
Jingzhou Prefecture was broken!
In a small room in the palace, a young eunuch who was beaten to death walked out in the snow.
He stumbled and stumbled. He
bumped into the gorgeous stage.
He tore off a red dress, his face was whiter than snow, he sang, his voice was plaintive and weeping, like a cuckoo crying blood, the emperor suddenly stepped down from the stage, staggered and picked up the little eunuch.
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After the snow.
The sky is clear.
The sun has not let us down, and we must not let the sun down. (Note 1)
Jiang Mianmian got up early and dressed very thickly.
A Niang said that it was colder after the snow than before the snow.
She dressed Jiang Mianmian like a real ball.
She counted that she was wearing about eight pieces of clothes, and there were two layers of small robes outside.
The snow in the yard was so thick, it really felt like a thick quilt.
After putting on her clothes, Jiang Mianmian ran wildly to the yard.
Her legs stumbled, and after a slight pause, she fell unbalanced on the snow.
It didn't hurt at all.
She struggled to hold up her ball-like self with her hands, and tried to prop up her legs. She stuck out her little butt to cheer herself up, then climbed up and continued to stumble forward. There
was another thud.
She fell to the ground.
Jiang Mianmian was tired and didn't want to crawl anymore. Her face couldn't touch the ground. She was wearing too round clothes, like a little turtle, with her belly pressed against the ground and her limbs dangling.
"Puchi." Laughter came from outside the yard.
Jiang Mianmian looked up with great effort.
A little boy was standing at the door. He was wearing a small cloak, with shiny armor
on his knees and chest, and holding a small sword in his hand. Next to him stood a strong and expressionless man, and a thin gentleman in a long robe with two small mustaches on his face.
It was the little boy who laughed at her.
The little boy had very white teeth and looked very nice when he smiled.
Toothbrushes at that time were not very useful, and it was rare to have such white teeth.
Jiang Mianmian was tired of looking up, so she put her head down again.
Another laugh came from the door.
"Mr. Jiang, Mr. Jiang, a guest has arrived." The three followed Xiao Wu and shouted loudly.
Jiang Mianmian looked at the little ants running around at the door. The people in this village were not as vigilant as her little ants. When they shouted, she would be taken away.
Everyone at the gate of the yard saw that the baby who fell to the ground was particularly cute.
At this time, a white horse was seen in the snow, opening its mouth and biting the baby's back.
The strong man beside the young boy almost wanted to chop the horse.
But the horse opened its mouth and just bit the baby's clothes and dragged her up.
Seeing that she sat firmly, he loosened his teeth.
Standing in front of the baby, he was like a majestic guard.
Jiang Mianmian sat on the snow, looking at the little boy who laughed at her. She stared at the little brat with a serious expression.
Jiang Changtian walked out and picked up Mianmian who was sitting on the snow.
The people standing at the door were all calm, including the child, who had a natural attitude of superiority.
It was okay to visit and see an exquisite baby, although it was a bit surprising.
After all, it was just a baby.
But when they saw the long-haired young man in a gray robe, they were stunned.
"A green shirt and a wet silk belt, a handsome man is like a flying dragon!"
The young man's green robe was still stained with powder, as if he was cooking.
He came out and picked up the baby first, patted the baby gently, then touched the baby's face, hands and feet, and then looked at them.
The young man smiled before he spoke, and he looked like a very gentle and kind man.
"I didn't know that there were distinguished guests coming. I couldn't greet you from afar. Please come in."
Several people pushed the door and came in, stepping on the white snow in the yard.
Jiang Changtian didn't care at all and led them to the guest room.
It was very simple, with a table and a few cushions, and two layers of wooden shelves nailed to the wall. On one layer of wooden shelves were several books, and on another layer were a row of upside-down bamboo cups. There
were no paintings on the walls. There
were no decorative vases in the room.
There was not even a flower branch.
But sitting here, you can see the two trees at the door.
One tree only has branches, and one tree still has leaves, which are now covered with white snow.
"Sit down, my humble abode is simple, please don't be too formal." Jiang Changtian was speaking.
Qin Luoxia had already come over with two bamboo-woven pottery jars. There were pottery jars inside, and a bamboo basket was woven outside to prevent scalding.
Charcoal was placed in the pottery jars.
This is equivalent to a charcoal basin, used for heating.
She came over with the pottery jars, nodded to the visitor a little nervously, as a greeting.
The small room was slightly warmer with two pottery jars.
"Thank you, sister Xia, can you help bring another pot of tea?" Jiang Changtian said.
Qin Luoxia looked at Mianmian in his arms and asked, "Husband, do you want me to take the baby away?"
The man with a mustache saw the nimble woman carrying things in and thought she was a maid.
She was a very heroic country girl, but with Mr. Jiang's appearance, it was reasonable for his maid to be special.
But he didn't expect that the woman was actually his wife.
"No, Mianmian is very obedient, I can hold her, you go and prepare more food." Jiang Changtian said gently.
Jiang Mianmian felt that her father's eyes were squinting... Something must have happened between the two of them that she didn't know, hehe.
Qin Luoxia left shyly and quickly brought a large pot of water.
She quickly boiled the bamboo tube, then poured water into the bamboo tube, and placed the pot on the pottery pot to maintain the water temperature.
She did things very quickly, and before everyone could think of a word, the hot water had been served.
Jiang Mianmian also had a cup.
She said sweetly, "Thank you, mother." The little
mustache said, "Thank you, ma'am."
The little boy followed and shouted, "Thank you, ma'am."
Qin Luoxia blushed when she was called "ma'am" twice, but she still responded generously.
Everyone could see that she was embarrassed, but everyone could feel that she was an extremely good and gentle woman.
The iron tower man stood outside the house, the young boy and Mr. Huzi sat inside, and Jiang Mianmian and her father also sat inside.
Qin Luoxia came out and handed the iron tower man a glass of water and said, "Brother, you also have a drink to warm yourself up."
The iron tower man shook his head and refused.
Qin Luoxia didn't insist much, but when she handed him the water, she looked at his weapons. They were two big swords, very sharp and heavy, and they looked like good swords.
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(Note 1: Mr. Shen Congwen said a very good sentence, I feel it can be used here. Because today is very special.)
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