Alternative Jianghu Adventures

The first year of Yong'an, New Year's Eve.

In the first year of the empress's succession, the war is fading away, and everyone's interest is extremely high.

The new year should have a new atmosphere.So there are all kinds of hearsay.

I heard that on the day when the Empress ascended the throne, she did not amnesty the world according to the usual practice—all opponents of the regime under Lu Kun will be killed as soon as possible, so most of the prisoners in prisons are criminals. This order continues, People who had been bullied by those people took to the streets to cheer that day.

It is said that the Empress slaughtered a group of corrupt officials by means of thunder. Although she is young, her decisive image of slaughtering has been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people since she came to power.Suzheng governs the government, but rests with the people, and there are even rumors that the empress is calling a staff to formulate a set of new policies, the terms and details of which will benefit almost all types of work, and everyone has great expectations for it.

Most people don't care what the emperor is like, and whether he is a man or a woman is just a matter of conversation.For ordinary people, the standard for judging whether an emperor is good or bad is very simple. If he is good to me, he is a good monarch. As for his character and temperament, it is nothing more than gossip after dinner, and it cannot be taken seriously.

So rumors about the court were quickly replaced by things closely related to life.

I heard that Dr. Qiao in the capital closed his medical clinic, and the original shop sold food instead.

I heard that the newly opened Yunyuefang has the strongest wine and the most fragrant osmanthus cake in the whole capital.

I heard that Carpenter Cheng from the carpenter's shop next door started cultivating himself and raised flowers—the flowers are so wonderful that they shrink their last petals and never bloom.

At this time,

Inside the palace.

In the study, Yan Hua had just sent away a minister who advised "widely open the imperial examination, not limited to men and women", looked at the papers in front of him, sighed, and slowly looked away.

Really, all alone.

Yan Hua stared out of the window in a daze. On New Year's Eve, she didn't even have anyone to talk to, let alone Shou Sui.

When the empress ascends the throne, she has to quickly cultivate a group of forces that are completely loyal to her. At the same time, she must also pay attention to those people not to stare at all kinds of messy festivals and think about flattering. ...

ah!she!think!stop!Fake!

The young empress roared in her heart expressionlessly.

At this moment, a figure flashed past the window.

She hesitated to open the window, only to bump into a familiar figure.

"Master Lan...why are you here?" Yan Hua was a little surprised, seeing Lan Sang come in through the window carrying a food box, and asked curiously.

"Visiting the prison." Lan Sang put the food box on the desk, and said nonsense in a serious manner, "Hey, our masters finally decided to send you some food to comfort your empty and lonely heart after thinking about the poor little one who was locked up. .”

Yan Hua: "..."

What did she just say?Um?Lonely?No, let her be alone.

"Come, come, we all made desserts, eat them quickly! Come and guess who made them!" Lan Sang opened the food box with great interest, revealing the pastries inside and looking at Yan Hua.

Looking at it with 12 points of suspicion, Yan Hua chose the best-looking one without hesitation, "Master Yue must have made this, the rest of you..."

She frowned and looked at the remaining crooked melons and cracked dates, wondering if she could turn around and throw them out.

"Oh, why don't you eat it!" Lan Sang was still laughing.

Yan Hua unsuspectingly took a big mouthful, and was immediately crushed to death. He pouted a few times and stared at Lan Sang in horror.

"It's your master Yue who made it, but your master Yun kept throwing salt at the side during the process of making it. How about it, are you moved?" Lan Sang tried not to laugh too wildly.

"That lumpy one was made by Cheng Wangcai, a cheapskate. He couldn't bear to add more water...well, it was scooped up by your master Yun...and that one, the one with kelp in it, but Yu Ying The specially prepared coastal specialties were added in after I was tinkering, the taste must be great! Hurry up! Your other masters have said that I have to stare at you to eat all of them before thinking about it..."

Before Lan Sang finished speaking, Yan Hua's face was expressionless, "Can I refuse?"

"Hey, you listen to me first. We have unanimously decided that I will sneak you out of the palace after you finish eating." Lan Sang stretched out a finger, "It's rare that everyone gets together, so you Do you want to eat or not?"

Yan Hua was silent for a while, then raised his head and asked a serious question, "Who came up with this bad idea?"

"You, Master Yun!" Lan Sang immediately sold Xia Yun.

well.

Yan Hua stuffed a piece of weird-shaped pastry silently, squinting his eyes, his little head was already thinking about how to let Master Yue know the fact that Master Yun was stealing wine every day after that.

And Xia Yun, who was being talked about by Yan Hua, was clasping his hands together, making a wish on the Kongming Lantern that had just been put on it.

The two bright yellow Kongming lanterns quickly gathered in the dark sky like thousands of other lanterns, covering up the stars, as if to dispel the boundless darkness and illuminate the night as bright as day.

Countless New Year's blessings are entrusted in the sky at this moment, drifting farther and farther, until they pass through the layers of clouds, mountains, flowing water, today, and then see tomorrow.

On the first day of the new year, at the beginning of the new year, the sun and the moon illuminate, and people stand in the sky.

Tourists who claim to be successful in wishing are laughing and playing along the river in groups.

Even after experiencing such changes before, the common people still showed full enthusiasm to pray for the atmosphere of the coming year and everything goes well.

"Yue'er, why are you so fast?" Xia Yun opened his eyes and saw Qiao Anyue's smiling face, "What wish did you make for the New Year? Tell me!"

"It won't work if you say it." Qiao Anyue raised her eyebrows, "What about you?"

"Cut! Virtue! My wish - of course..." Xia Yun shrugged and nodded firmly, "Get well soon and drink!"

After returning home, through Qiao Anyue's meticulous daily conditioning, Xia Yun's recovery speed has been increasing day by day, and now he can even come out to jump from time to time.

"You are allowed to drink tonight." Qiao Anyue's mouth curled up, "We will make an exception for New Year's Eve."

Xia Yun cheered unbelievably on the spot, rushed up to hug Qiao Anyue and started jumping around, "Long live!!! Unlimited?"

"Unlimited."

There was another deafening cheer.

That night, after drinking for three rounds, Yu Ying and Lan Sang were frantically filling the new empress with wine, and there was bound to be a tendency to get her drunk. Pulling Qiao Anyue and sneaking up to the roof.

It's called watching fireworks.

"You said..." Xia Yun was a little drunk, and excitedly took out his abacus, and began to list Qiao Anyue's various crimes, "Did you secretly make pastries and eat them yourself? The little radish who gave the money!"

Xia Yun was heartbroken, "Prodigal son! Prodigal son! You will eat up the store sooner or later! I'll be a guest elder in Shenyuan Pavilion, young master or something... I really don't want to go back because of lack of money. I was caught by Shen Gongze as a coolie! Can I have some snacks? Save me some money!"

Qiao Anyue touched her nose guilty, and looked at the dark sky as if she didn't hear it.

Before Xia Yun came back, she had developed a habit of doing as much as possible to maintain her touch.After Xia Yun came back, she kept trying to maintain a "normal" image in front of her.

Xia Yun doesn't need to know what happened to her.

There are some things that don't need to be said out loud, such as people drinking water, knowing whether they are warm or not.

A row of wine jars was placed along the eaves, all of which were good wines collected by Qiao Anri in just a few days when he opened the medical clinic-it turned out that they were all cheaper than the current Xia Yun.

No matter how good Xia Yun's capacity for alcohol was, he couldn't hold back so much, and Xia Yun was lying unconscious on Qiao Anyue's lap before the hour came.

Qiao Anyue lowered her head and touched her right hand uncontrollably.

Even after such a long time, she would occasionally feel afraid for a while, afraid that this was a dream, afraid that Xia Yun would never come back after waking up from the dream, and she was afraid that the sentence "I didn't lie to you" was just a self-deceiving lie.

Fingers slid along Xia Yun's outline, and Qiao Anyue really slid across the reassuring eyebrows, eyes, high nose bridge, and those red lips.

"Xia Yun, are you drunk?" Qiao Anyue asked softly.

Unsurprisingly there was no answer.

So Qiao Anyue moved her hand away with confidence.

She greedily stared at every inch of Xia Yun's appearance, and an indescribable emotion prompted her to lower her head slowly.

...Since she is already drunk...let her...let her go for a while...

The moment her lips were attached, Qiao Anyue was shocked.

She stared at Xia Yun's suddenly opened eyes at a loss, and before she could move away to explain, Xia Yun wrapped her arms around her neck and continued to press down gently.

The clear aroma of wine wafted down Xia Yun's lips, and both hearts were beating nervously and violently. Qiao Anyue had never felt her heart beating so fast.

First, there was the pungent smell of residual wine, and then, the long-lost sense of taste came back at this moment. Qiao Anyue couldn't help closing her eyes, and the taste in her mouth amplified little by little, and then spread throughout her internal organs.

Spicy, clear, followed by a faint plum aroma.

The breaths are intertwined with each other, and the soft touch makes her subconsciously nibble, until the fragrance of the plums slowly dissipates, leaving only the long-lasting sweetness.

His face was burning hot.

It seemed as if a century had passed before Xia Yun gently let Qiao Anyue go.

"...Are you drunk?" Xia Yun's eyes were sober, and he even had a teasing smile, but Qiao Anyue couldn't express his anger.

The brain seems to be starting to be drugged with alcohol.

Qiao Anyue only felt that the firecrackers that bloomed from time to time seemed very far away, and her whole body was as hot as a fire.

"Yeah." She couldn't breathe.

"Is Zuichungui good to drink?" Xia Yun said the name of the wine.

"Hmm." Qiao Anyue blinked.

"Then... do you still want to drink?" Xia Yun continued to ask.

There was silence between the two.

After a long time, when Xia Yun thought she would not be able to get an answer, she saw Qiao Anyue nodded slowly.

With a smile, he invaded again.

After such a long time, the two have only learned one thing.

Don't wait any longer.

Don't go around like Cheng Zhehelian for so many years, just do whatever you want.

It has never been so easy to live today. Since you never know what will happen in the future, it is better to live in the present. As for tomorrow, let it be a flood!

Zui Chungui was knocked over on the roof by this action, and Gululu rolled down the slope to the ground, smashing into pieces with a loud noise.

Between the intertwined lips and teeth, I vaguely heard a muffled "hmm".

The hour is just around the corner, and the firecrackers that have been prepared by the upper reaches of the head are thumping!

"Don't... go back." Feeling the belt around her waist loosen, Qiao Anyue immediately grabbed it back, and blurted out a few words from between her lips and teeth.

"Wait, wait, wait, don't touch that." Xia Yun felt that the injury that hadn't healed was about to open again, and took a deep breath, "Let me slowly..."

Not to be outdone, the two got up and jumped off the roof, entangled in this way, and returned to the house amidst the cheers of congratulating the New Year on the street.

On the road, I accidentally ran into Yan Hua who came out to take a breath. The little girl was still dizzy and still hadn't sobered up, so she subconsciously asked, "Master, where are you going?"

"Shou Sui." Xia Yun only felt a headache for a while, but Qiao Anyue calmed down her expression in an instant and replied solemnly.

So the gossip that the two were going back to the house to "watch the year" alone spread throughout the lobby in an instant.

Outside the house, the fireworks are in full bloom, and everything that happened within a year has become the "old talk" of last year. In any case, what should have passed has passed, but the rest of the people are still alive. As long as they live, there will be infinite possibilities future and possibility.

In a daze, Qiao Anyue remembered the question Xia Yun asked her before:

——What wish did you make in the New Year?Tell me chant!

——I wish... to have you for the rest of my life, nothing but joy, no sorrow and no fear.

The End.

The author has something to say: Postscript Concise version:

1. No car, forget it

2. I've been really busy recently, so I'm going to add more episodes :)

2. The new article "Students and Scumbags" will be published at the latest on New Year's Eve, if you are interested, you can collect it first (Weibo will tell you the specific day, um)

3. Thank you, see here.

4. The last small theater:

Lan Sang held Er Gouzi's paw: Seeing this, why don't you leave a paw print before leaving?

Yu Ying: People who don't accept columns, come and fight.

(Honest man) First day of junior high school: ...Hurry up and click on the upper right corner, before there is time.

He Lianqiu (sigh): Baicao Valley is gone, and I can't save the one who was stabbed to death in front.

Cheng Zhe: Robbery!I still have a wife and kids!

Yuan Hua: Prostitutes, kill them.

Qiao Anyue (takes out sugar and sprinkles it on the auditorium and remains silent): [High-cold people can't collapse]

Xia Yun (with the knife resting on the author's neck): ...Damn it!My handwriting is so ugly, why do I have to write a long review!Dad doesn't write!

Author: ...Forget it, the child can't control it when he grows up, let's do what he loves :)

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Next is the chattering version:

1.这篇文总算完结了，从4月15日到10月19号,6个月，应该算是正儿八经完成的第一个篇文吧。其实这文在最先开始觉得最多30w……万万没想到写了这么久。

2. In fact, this article is a certain brain hole of a play within a play that I wrote a bg article, but I was suddenly addicted to it, and then I suddenly fell into the bg and came to open the hole... So I would like to thank everyone who left a comment and collected it.Because it's not you, this article is true!Maybe it's a pit!So to storm thanks!Otherwise, it would be very painful to have a bunch of unwritten brain holes in my mind!Yes, my bg has been completely cheated by me... It's nowhere in sight to pick it up.

3. Originally, I just had a brain hole for the beginning and the end, and I didn’t think about any complicated plots at all, but I wrote so much without knowing it, and I found out that I love the attribute of sugar in the knife or the knife in the sugar. up.

4. Thinking about it carefully, the brain holes I have been opening up are actually the brain holes of the big cold frequency...

5. And I have always been determined to write short stories that can warm people's hearts! (funny)

6. I originally wanted to write the next book about healing the planet on the 13th. That brain hole was opened before the bg that was cheated (yes, the bg that was cheated by me was written on impulse after I cheated on the 13th), But as you can see I am a very hotheaded person, so I moved back again and again.

7. Then this will be a story that is more powerful than this plot [I think], the story flow is too brain-intensive, so I decided to open a lighter article to make a transition, so I have time to think about the outline.

8. So the next book is an expanded version of "Students and Scumbags" in the brainstorming story. Of course, the setting will be slightly changed, probably... no cruelty? (Well, although I didn't want to abuse it when I first wrote this article), campus articles, short stories, you should be able to read them casually as adjustments, and accept them if you are interested.

9. Xia Qiao's story can be said to have just begun, because now they are two completely complete people together, and what happens after that is their own business, whether they go out wandering around the world or fight every day, It doesn't matter to me whether the small workshop is broken down and robbed.

10. Oh and there.Congratulations for giving Helian to grandma, because I didn’t plan to live when the only character in the team first came out. The idea of ​​her and Cheng Zhe’s story at the beginning was "the ends of the earth", "non-existent" and "hard work". What you ask for is in vain in the end."

But the creation of the characters is indeed out of my control, and then I let it be. Maybe your comments have affected my subconscious, and slowly the characters will grow and redeem themselves.

11. Now that I have said this, let me say a few more words.

11.1

Regarding Xia Qiao, my original intention of opening the pit was really just to write a story about climbing the wall orz (including but not limited to Dengtuzi* eldest lady, little thief* lady, tomboy* crying bag... Later, I finally finalized the second story inexplicably. setting), and I don’t know how those weird tags were added;

11.2

Regarding the first day of junior high school and Qiao Anri, I first wanted to write it as love, but later I felt that the relationship between these two has nothing to do with love, but more about family affection and obsession;

11.3

The usual state is sitting in front of the computer, typing a string of words like sleepwalking, the shortest is a few lines, the most fascinating state is unconsciously typing all night (not even drinking coffee! No brushing! It’s really a breath! It feels like staying up late to watch dramas! No, because I have to concentrate on writing so it’s higher than brushing dramas) (yes, my last map basically ended like this), and then wash Roll your face off to class :)

11.4

The data in this article can be said to be very scumbag (friends persuaded me to cut the outline and finish it in the second volume 23333), but I can’t help but have fun writing it! (How can it end if the knife is not finished!)

And I really like every pro and villain character in it. I hope that you who accompanied me here will also have a good time watching and like them as much as I do.

12. For various reasons, I once wanted to set the theme of this article as "what you want" and "unnecessary"...the scope covers every aspect of everyone, and what you want is not what you want.

13. Fortunately, it was rescued (laughs). Although it is only a little bit, it can be regarded as a compromise between the author and the characters.

14. I don’t really like writing side stories. Everything that should be explained is explained in the main text. Once I write a side story, I’m afraid it will be another long story.So except for one Helian who I really want to write, please comment on the rest, and write when you have time.

15. But I especially like writing ooc fan works... so you may often see guest appearances of this group of people in my other articles 23333

16. Out of personal bad taste, I am curious whether you are the Moon Cloud Party or the Cloud Moon Party (leave me alone, I am in different teams at different time periods)

Ok.

There is as much nonsense as ever.

But that's about it.

Goodbye to the rivers and lakes.