The snow was getting heavier, and the charcoal fire in the shed was burning brightly. The wind blew in, and the grayish-white charcoal ash floated onto Ji Linchun's face.
There was no temperature, but she felt very hot. She thought that if there was more charcoal ash, like the snow, it would be better to bury herself.
She had no choice, she believed that Fu Xiaoguan could do it.
Life is ultimately worth cherishing. Even if its journey, like this charcoal fire, eventually turns to ash, becoming a monotonous gray, life has burned. Just like on this cold winter day, the blazing flames are its unique color. Just like the plum blossoms I used to visit so often in Yanzhi Tower, the blooming plum blossoms appear even more beautiful amidst the vast expanse of white.
Her gaze turned to the gate of Prince Hui's mansion, looking at the pile of heads like a small mountain, and wondered if people would feel cold after they died?
I thought that those heads were once living beings, but now they are cold and unconscious.
She withdrew her gaze, lowered her head, and was about to speak when Fu Xiaoguan waved his hand.
Ji Linchun's heart trembled again. Did he change his mind?
I think so. He had no idea how powerful his enemy was. If he didn't know, he might still be able to survive. But if he knew, it would cost him his own life.
Fu Xiaoguan waved his hand, and a person fell from the roof behind him. Ji Linchun then realized that Fu Xiaoguan had arranged all this in advance.
"Go buy some pens, ink, paper and inkstone." Fu Xiaoguan took out two taels of silver and threw it to the man. The man seemed stunned for a moment, then turned around and disappeared in the wind and snow.
Not long after, he came back again. Fu Xiaoguan spread out paper for Ji Linchun and said, "You can do the grinding of ink yourself. Just write whatever you want. Once you're done and I'm satisfied with it, I'll make sure you're safe."
Ji Linchun ground the ink and wrote silently. After Susu finished eating the candied haws, she opened the huge zither case, took out a seven-stringed zither, and placed it on the eight-immortals table.
Fu Xiaoguan watched curiously, waited for a long time, and asked blankly: "I thought you would play a song."
"You think too much!"
Su Su sat on the stool, shaking her long legs. "I've already told you that my piano is for killing people, and Hong Xiu Zhao's piano is for you to enjoy."
Fu Xiaoguan stretched his neck and took a closer look at the zither. There were two words "Raoliang" engraved on the head of the zither. This should be the name of the zither. Fu Xiaoguan knew nothing about this thing, so he became even more curious.
Could it be that this Su Su is the same as the six-fingered demon?
Thinking of Su Su holding such a piano and playing out murderous sound waves, that scene... Fu Xiaoguan couldn't help but look forward to it.
"Raoliang... Is this the divine harp Raoliang?" Yan Xiaolou suddenly stood up and came to Susu's side with a serious face, looking at the harp very seriously.
"It's not some magical harp at all. It's so heavy. The reason I haven't grown taller is that my master always makes me carry this thing on my back." Su Su complained quite a bit, but Yan Xiaolou's eyes became brighter and brighter.
"It's indeed the divine harp Raoliang, crafted by the master craftsman Zhu Xi of the previous dynasty. Look, there's his unique mark here—a small hammer. Oh my god, I actually saw the legendary Raoliang!"
Su Su looked at Yan Xiaolou and felt a little strange. Isn't it just a broken zither? Why is he so excited?
Broken Qin, this is what the master said. The master never said that this zither was called Raoliang, so in Susu's cognition, the name of this zither is Broken Qin.
Just when Yan Xiaolou was filled with surprise, the sound of slow horse hooves was heard in the wind and snow, neither fast nor slow, as if each step was at a certain point, as if there was some kind of rhythm.
Then Fu Xiaoguan saw a man, a horse and a spear - Huo Huaijin, the commander of the Dayu Imperial Guard.
Huo Huaijin stopped his horse and looked at the pavilion that stood out in the middle of the street. Then he glanced to both sides, dismounted, walked over, and sat down next to Fu Xiaoguan.
"I always thought my hobbies were unique, but now it seems yours aren't bad either."
"Watching a play requires an atmosphere, otherwise it always feels a little lacking."
Huo Huaijin grinned and gently thrust the spear in his hand into the bluestone pavement. The spear actually went in and stood upright beside him.
"Your Highness has great skills."
"Ah..." Huo Huaijin sighed, and casually took a bottle of Tianchun from the box next to him, opened it and took a sip: "If we talk about kung fu, I'm not even a fraction as good as the senior brother from the Taoist Academy."
Su Su suddenly turned her head and looked at Huo Huaijin with some provocation in her eyes, thinking, could it be that you are just as good as me?
At this moment, four more people came in the wind and snow in March Alley. They were the fifth prince Yu Wendao, the Minister of Justice Xi Xunmei, the Jinling prefect Ning Yuchun, and the other one was Yu Wenjun.
Fu Xiaoguan looked at Yu Wenjun and laughed, but Yu Wenjun glared at him, thinking that after not seeing him for a few days, this guy seemed to be living a comfortable life. He actually held a banquet in this snowy wind and had not even invited him.
Dong Shulan was not here either, and she felt a little relieved.
Except for Yu Wendao who had a vague guess, the rest were all bewildered. They just thought that Fu Xiaoguan was a scholar by nature after all. He was holding a banquet outside his enemy's house and drinking in the wind and snow to publicize his victory, but it was just the nature of a young man.
"How is Prince Hui?" asked Fu Xiaoguan.
"What can I do? I vomited blood after being scolded by you too much, and then I fainted and was taken to the palace. You better be careful, my boy. I heard that the Queen Mother is very angry."
There was no food to be served, so Fu Xiaoguan poured everyone a glass of wine. Ning Yuchun picked up the glass and drank it all in one gulp. He then said, "The imperial decree has come from the palace. This case will be heard by the Dali Temple after Prince Hui recovers. He won't...die. At most, he will be expelled from the capital and returned to his fiefdom."
"Yeah." Fu Xiaoguan nodded, not surprised by this possible outcome.
Not long after, eight carriages arrived at Sifanglou, bringing with them twelve steaming dishes.
Su Su didn't put her piano away, but just carried it on her back. It looked a little weird, but she didn't care.
Yu Wenjun would occasionally glance at Yan Xiaolou, a dark thought in his mind: How could this little girl be with Fu Xiaoguan? Could it be that Shulan hadn't kept an eye on him?
They are all the three beauties in Shangjing. Now the relationship between Yu Wenyun, Dong Shulan and Fu Xiaoguan is almost settled. Could it be that the Yan family... also has ideas about Fu Xiaoguan?
No, I have to ask Dong Shulan after this matter is settled.
Fu Xiaoguan raised his glass with a smile on his face: "Let's have a glass of opening wine first, there will be a big show waiting for everyone to enjoy."
After drinking some strong liquor and adding four heaters, the coldness was reduced and the atmosphere gradually became warmer.
"What are you doing again?" Ning Yuchun had a bad feeling in his heart.
"Haha, no, there will be some bandits on the other side later. Don't be afraid, His Royal Highness is here, and there is Miss Susu."
Xi Xunmei's face flushed red after a glass of wine. He looked at Fu Xiaoguan and said, "Are you saying... there are still bandits in Prince Hui's mansion?"
"Minister Xi, don't forget that Prince Hui sent bandits to smash my house last night! They'll be out soon, and if they're not careful... they might catch a big fish!"
Are you going to add another charge to Prince Comet?
"I'm not inviting you here to bear witness, but to watch a show. Come on, it's freezing cold out here, so the food will get cold fast. Everyone, eat your fill first, then watch it slowly."
Xi Xunmei looked at Fu Xiaoguan meaningfully. This kid is very cunning, so he has to be careful.
Everyone started eating, except Ji Linchun who was still writing.
Ning Yuchun found it strange. Did he have to record every meal he had?
"this……?"
"Oh, don't worry about her. If you do something wrong, you have to write a profound self-reflection."
So that woman is a servant of the Fu Mansion?
Ning Yuchun did not ask any more questions, and no one mentioned the matter of Prince Hui's Mansion anymore. Instead, they drank and chatted casually.
"At the grand court meeting tomorrow, I suspect His Majesty will bring up the Cold Food Festival in the Wu Dynasty. Old Shangguan Wenxiu said he submitted a petition years ago. With you as the leader, His Majesty will likely agree. Next, you'll need to prepare candidates. One hundred students is easy enough. Even a hundred students from the Imperial Academy would be top-notch if they were sent to the Wu Dynasty. But I want to tell you... you'll need to bring plenty of escorts!"
Xi Xunmei said earnestly.
The more I look at this guy, the more he looks like Xu Yunqing. Well... no matter what, I have to help him order.
Fu Xiaoguan also nodded cautiously, and suddenly asked, "I heard that you also pursued my mother back then?"
Xi Xunmei's face suddenly turned red, but fortunately his face was already red after drinking, so there was no sign of anything unusual.
"There were so many people pursuing your mother back then!"
"Does my mother not like my father?"
Xi Xunmei was stunned for a few breaths, then smiled calmly: "Since it's already in the past, let's not delve into it anymore. Just drink!"
Fu Xiaoguan didn't dwell on this question, he just asked casually. Everyone was drinking and having a great time when Su Su suddenly hugged the zither to her chest, and Huo Huaijin's right hand fell on his spear.
"Look, the show's starting!"
The gate of Prince Hui's mansion opened with a bang, and a strong man rushed out with a long sword. Before the ten guards at the door could draw their swords, he had already rushed over with the sword in his hand.
Su Su's hand fell on a string. Huo Huaijin glanced at Su Su, loosened his hand holding the gun, grabbed the cup on the table, picked it up and drank a glass.
“Zheng…!”
Just as the strong man took a step forward and was about to chop down with the knife in both hands in the air, Susu plucked a string of the zither.
No sound waves.
But Fu Xiaoguan clearly saw that with the sound of clang, the snowflakes falling outside the pavilion actually broke into two!
It was as if an invisible sword was sweeping across, and all the snowflakes that encountered the invisible sword on that plane were broken in half.
In fact, it happened in an instant. A ball of blood flew in the air, and the body of the bandit was cut in half!
His two halves fell from the sky, and the red snowflakes were still dancing in the air, like petals of delicate plum blossoms.
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