floating snow

Recalling the fleeting years, I recalled that I was young at that time, but it was a pity that I never made a fuss at night, waving far away.

Unbearable to play with, just at this time with unkempt hair, why not stand up with the game and lean beside you?

It's rare.

Of course, it's over.

There are lush forests and bamboos at the foot of the mountain, and there are intertwined roots outside the mountain. Behind the ravine is Woniu Xitian. When you leave Chongshan, you can see the grass growing and the willows flying along the dike.

There is an ox cart that does not move, is fat and strong, and keeps mooing, and two horns stand proudly on top of the head.The plow and hoe abandoned the field ridge, the old man with yellow hair prostrated himself on the side of the cow and smiled lightly.

Shi Yanwen clung to Sizhi Wutong closely, but he didn't dare to get close to the old scalper.

Sizhi Wutong smiled, and pulled him towards the old man's house. Shi Yanwen's face turned pale, so he had no choice but to hold his hand and follow along.The old man who farmed cattle also saw them. The two dolls were much better-looking than the children in the peasants' house, and they were well dressed. People liked them when they saw them.

"Little baby, which family are you from? How did you come here?"

Sizhi Wutong dragged Shi Yanwen behind him, his face was about to burst into laughter, "We are new here, we came out of the city to play, and got lost. Grandpa, you accepted your business, are you going back? Can you show us the way?"

"It's almost noon," the old man put on his clothes, wiped the sweat from his face with the coarse cloth, and held the plow share on his shoulders with his rough and dry hands. Go home and finish eating so that you can plow the few acres of land left.”

"is it far?"

"It's not far, it's in Guozili, it's very close to the city, and there's an apple tree at the door."

"Apple tree?" Sizhi Wutong tugged at Shi Yanwen's hand, then turned to ask him, "Shall we go with the old man?"

Shi Yanwen looked at the old scalper. The old scalper had ears like cattail leaves and a rope in its nose. It didn't look like an animal that hurt people.He looked at Sizhi Wutong again, his eyes were shining brightly, full of innocence and expectation, Shi Yanwen couldn't bear to refuse, no matter what, he was brought out by others.

"……it is good."

Shi Yanwen's eyes were the same as those of the young master in the town when he saw the old cow for the first time. He was curious and frightened. It said a few words, he understood, and let you sit on it."

"Sit on it?" Shi Yanwen stared blankly, looking at the ridge, "Will it be crushed?"

"Pfft," Sizhi Wutong couldn't help pinching his face, "How much do you weigh? We may not be able to crush it together."

Shi Yanwen bit her lower lip dissatisfied.

Seeing that they were eager to try, the old man threw the thing over his shoulder and patted the back of the cow, "Do you want to sit? If you don't, the old man will hurry away."

Shi Yanwen thought for a while, smiled at Sizhi Wutong, looked at the old man, and said in unison, "Sit!"

Holding the hemp rope, the old man put on a straw hat and said with a smile, "Then let's go, the old man is very hungry."

Sizhi Wutong took the old man's hand and shook it twice, "Grandpa is so kind, if you want to tell Grandpa Niu to walk slowly."

"Okay, okay, let's walk slowly." The old man smiled.

The two turned onto the ox's back. The field ridge was not big, but the old ox walked very steadily, bowing his head every step, and mooing from time to time.

Shi Yanwen sat in front, wanting to reach out to touch the horn, but worried that it would slip, so he could only touch the bowed back again and again in a daze.

When approaching Guo Wai, Sizhi Wutong suddenly hugged his waist, and Shi Yanwen turned around, "What's wrong?"

Sizhi Wutong was taller than him, his chin brushed against his ear, and he pointed to the bull's head. Only Shi Yanwen could hear his crisp voice, "The bull's horns are cold, feel them."

"how do you know?"

"I saw it in the book."

"What book?"

"Hmm... the medicine book, written by a certain celebrity, "Shen Nong's Medical Genealogy""

"Can I see it?"

"Of course, I'll show you when I go back..."

……

When they arrived at the city gate, the old man picked two apples for them. Shi Yanwen thought for a while, put the medicinal jade pendant that Qu Shitu gave him to repel bugs into the old man's arms, pulled Sizhi Wutong and ran away.

Sizhi Wutong asked while running, "Why are we running?"

Shi Yanwen blushed slightly, "It's windy and cool."

This is embarrassment, Sizhi Wutong blinked his eyes, held his hand instead, and walked left and right in the flow of people entering the city.The businessman on the side of the road saw these two good-looking young men running around in the crowded city gate, and quickly stopped them, "Hey, kids! There are many people here, run slowly, don't fall."

When he roared, passers-by all looked over.

"Hey, which family's child looks so good-looking, why don't you see the adults around?"

"Little baby, why did you run in such a hurry and got chased by a dog for stealing an apple?"

"Hahaha……"

"Hey, those two dolls are very well dressed."

"I'm afraid he is a new student recruited by Confucianism?"

The Confucian school is rich and has a lot of industries. Every year when recruiting students, there is always an endless stream of students.There are money and rice in the beams that are carried to school, accompanied by servants, and clothes and utensils are lined up for several streets. These are middle- and lower-level wealthy businessmen or families.If you are more mean, you can bring someone, and the Confucianism School also provides opportunities for work-study.Those in the middle and upper categories directly buy real estate nearby, and there is no shortage of servants and maids, for the purpose of studying.

Excluding these, there are quite a few people watching the excitement.

For example, there are many children of Shi Yanwen and Sizhi Wutong. They dress well and look good. Once they stop there, they will be regarded as children from rich families. They may also be children in elementary school. Everyone makes way for them.

Looking at the scene, Shi Yanwen always felt that this would cause trouble to others, but Sizhi Wutong took him by the hand and went directly to the end of the trouble - the chief officer of admissions.

When the chief officer saw them, especially Sizhi Wutong, his eyes widened, "Why are you?"

Sizhi Wutong blinked his right eye, and asked several questions in succession, "I brought Yanwen out to play, are all the seniors there? Is Kong Ji's seat full? Can you give us two?"

The chief officer laughed when he heard this, looked at Shi Yanwen, and didn't ask any more questions. He just led them in, attracting people's attention all the way, "You are going, who dare not give you a share? The master is resting, so I don't want to disturb you. Yes, but I'm busy, and the position is taken care of by the person in charge inside, I'll take you to see him, just say hello."

Shi Yanwen was a little nervous, Sizhi Wutong leaned into his ear to comfort him, "Don't be afraid, it's fun here."

Shi Yanwen hummed, although there were many people coming and going, no one rushed into them, they all nodded to the chief officer, looked at the two children following him in surprise, and tacitly didn't ask any more questions.

After passing the third entrance and the third hospital, the chief officer stopped leading the way, and another girl led them away.

Shi Yanwen's hand had unconsciously hugged Sizhi Wutong's arm, his eyes moved over the strange-shaped rockery, the speed became slower and slower as he walked in, and Shi Yanwen finally stopped when he entered the last room.

Sizhi Wutong looked at him, a little puzzled.Shi Yanwen pursed her lips, her immature face blushed again, she tugged at his sleeves, and there seemed to be stars twinkling in her pure blue eyes.Sizhi Wutong was silent for a moment, covered his heart, his movements were exactly the same as Yuan Wuxiang's, "What's wrong?"

Shi Yanwen looked at the maid who had stopped, but was still a little worried, so she simply reached out and hugged his neck and pulled him down, tiptoeing slightly, and said something softly.

At such a close distance, Sizhi Wutong didn't hear him, he blinked, and his smile widened involuntarily, "I didn't hear clearly, please say it again."

Shi Yanwen looked at him strangely, leaned closer and said again.

"……Say it again?"

"Yanwen is hungry."

……

"You heard it, liar!"

"Oh, don't be angry, it doesn't look good when you are angry."

Shi Yanwen pursed her mouth, her small face showed a look of resentment, and even her eyes were full of grievances. She pushed him away, turned her head and rushed into the room, "I don't want to show you the good things!"

The maid silently shook her shoulders.

Satisfied, Sizhi Wutong stepped in leisurely, "Big sister, where is the housekeeper?"

The maid pointed in the opposite direction to where Shi Yanwen was running, "That's the third wing."

"Wing room... By the way, big sister, can you prepare some pastries for me? It's easy to carry."

Shi Yanwen barged in, but the room was too big and the screens were heavy, so the noise from the far street could not be heard.Tassels are hung everywhere, clouds are scattered all over, inkstone pen holders, tripods for storing books, bergamot jade melons, exquisitely carved, it is easy to dazzle people's eyes, and it is easy to get lost.

There are refreshments on the table.

Shi Yanwen hesitated for a moment, went up and grabbed a handful and put it in his small pocket to fill the gap of the apple. This action was considered rude, Shi Yanwen couldn't help but looked around guiltily, but fortunately there was no one there.

Passing around the sunflower leaves and plantains, there seemed to be some noise inside, Shi Yanwen listened carefully, and the sound disappeared again, he touched his wrist, and called softly, "Is anyone there? Yanwen is bothering you."

No one got back to him.

He walked in again, ready to rest at the screen, but unexpectedly the screen retracted to the side automatically.There is nothing behind the screen, just a small cubicle, behind the gauze curtain is a slump, and there is a person on the recliner, who seems to be asleep.

Shi Yanwen looked back, Sizhi Wutong hadn't followed him, he touched his wrist again, took small steps to the front of the man, and stared at him curiously.

With so many jewels on her body, won't she panic?

The man seemed to be in a deep sleep. Shi Yanwen took a candy from his small pocket and put it in his mouth. The sweet taste of the candy mixed with the strange fragrance in the air. Shi Yanwen took a deep breath and simply lay down on his stomach.

The man had dimples on his face, Shi Yanwen rubbed his face, inexplicably frustrated, the flesh on his face was bulging, it was not good-looking at all.

This person is good-looking.

Thinking of this, Shi Yanwen couldn't help but wanted to poke those two dimples, but he was afraid of waking him up, so he lingered for a long time before stretching his fingers over...

bumped into.

"Ah!" Shi Yanwen let out a small exclamation, retracted her fingers and pinched her, her heartbeat suddenly accelerated, she stood up on the spot and jumped twice, ignoring the candy in her small pocket falling on the ground, and then squatted back before collapsing.

He still wanted to touch it, but the man moved suddenly, Shi Yanwen thought he had woken up, and collapsed to hide in fright.After hiding for a while, there was no response, and when I crawled out, I found that the man had just turned over.

Shi Yanwen breathed a sigh of relief, bravely climbed up the cave, and took a closer look at the man's clothes. Apart from the dimples, the man also had pretty lavender hair, which was slippery to the touch, like water.

While he was touching, the man suddenly turned around again, Shi Yanwen was caught off guard for a moment, his whole weight was on the man, and he froze and dared not move.

When he found that the man was still awake, Sizhi Wutong had already found here.

"Yanwen?"

Sizhi Wutong called him outside, Shi Yanwen slid off the man in panic, and left without turning his head.

"Here I am! Where have you been?"

"Go and say hello to the manager, and bring you some food by the way...Who gave you these fruits?"

"Just... um... take whatever you want."

"Oh."

"Oh what?"

"That's right."

"No!"

"Wow, so overbearing?"

The voice faded away, and the person lying on the couch turned over again, picked up a peanut beside the bed, and called softly, "Feng'er."

The girl in pink came out from behind the partition, covered her mouth and snickered, "Master, you scared that child."

The man glanced at her and couldn't help laughing, "Tomorrow, I'll give some of the things in the fruit plate outside to Fufucheng according to the portion, and just say... that's all, there is no need to say anything."

"Master, you are going to tease people again."

"Yeah, I'm here to protect those who are in a difficult situation, so I'm doing my best."

Sizhi Wutong took Shi Yanwen to the front seat in the middle row of the viewing platform, where the view was the best, the place where the parade must pass, but it was a bit crowded.Shi Yanwen had to huddle with him, with no gaps between hands and feet. With such a solemn ceremony, although it would not be too loud and crowded, some people would bump into others unconsciously.Sizhi Wutong naturally considered these things, but Shi Yanwen was a little puzzled by his solution.

"If I hold you, no one will squeeze you."

Shi Yanwen tilted her head, "But you can squeeze me."

Sizhi Wutong looked at him, a little embarrassed, "Otherwise, let's go to the housekeeper and trouble him again?"

"Trouble?" Shi Yanwen felt that these two words were like needles, piercing his sensitive nerves, and shrank into Sizhi Wutong's arms, "Forget it, this is fine."

"Yes, I also think this is very good." Sizhi Wutong hugged him tightly.

Confucian Sacrifice is the ceremony for the opening of the Confucian school. It is to pay homage to the ancestors of Buddhism. It has the meaning of admonishing future generations to respect the teacher and cherish the memory of Confucius. Dali is a Confucian canon.The Confucian Confucian world’s Confucian offerings are somewhat different. Many unnecessary red tapes have been discarded, but the necessary rituals have been increased. The most interesting thing is the addition of “Douwen”. The rules are similar to the selection of martial arts leaders by warriors.

There is no comparison of piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, only debates, no expensive rewards, only false fame.

But this false name is more useful than any reward for the newly enrolled students.

Previously, those who played on the field were just looking at the flowers on horseback, and they were not allowed to scrutinize them. After three or five rounds, the astonishing words gradually came out. On such a grand occasion, it is natural to say as little fallacy as possible.

Shi Yanwen listened with gusto, and would laugh out loud when he heard something funny, it was a child's laugh, soft and sweet.Sizhi Wutong watched it with relish, and when Shi Yanwen laughed, he also laughed, and when Shi Yanwen couldn't understand, he would explain it to him, but this was rarely the case.

Six-year-old Shi Yanwen's knowledge is not ordinary.

After the fight was over, Shi Yanwen had forgotten most of his restraint, and mixed in the parade with Sizhi Wutong and took a shortcut to the street.

There are countless elegant collections of lantern riddles by literati, and Shi Yanwen is dazzled by the sight of Sizhi Wutong's arms.

Seeing that he was interested, Sizhi Wutong asked, "Do you want a lantern?"

Shi Yanwen nodded, then shook her head, "It's not easy to get riddles."

"It doesn't matter," Sizhi Wutong looked around, spotted a cloud-patterned lantern, and led Shi Yanwen over, looking at the riddle, "Only Lu Yang can be a horse, type a word."

After hearing this, Shi Yanwen's eyes lit up, and he blurted out, "Peel!"

"Huh? That's right!" The scholar next to him clapped his hands together, "Little doll is quite smart."

Shi Yanwen touched his nose, Sizhi Wutong pinched his face lightly, "That's smart!"

Taking the lamp, Sizhi Wutong came to another place and read slowly, "Sit and watch the Eighteen Lords, and look up at the ashes. It's also a word."

Shi Yanwen was looking at the lantern, and when she heard this sentence, she tilted her head, "Is it loose?"

"correct."

"This one is a bit long, and it hits plants. 'The dragon is stabbing the winter, the scales are opening the sun canopy, the sun is rising, and the interior is exquisite.'"

"Hmm... grapes?"

"Smart, look at the next one."

After midnight, two unicorns flew from Fudo City.

"So many lanterns?" Qu Shitu looked at Yuan Wuxiang speechlessly, "Are they all brought back by Qilin?"

Yuan Wuxiang stalls, "It is said that there is still half a street."

"...Where are they?"

"Sizhi Wutong said that Shi Yanwen was tired and went to the Confucianism School to rest for a while. He probably came back tomorrow. He should have recovered."

The world of Confucianism?

Su Zhenzhen lay down next to Shi Yanwen, with a satisfied smile on the corner of the child's mouth, this day was finally not in vain, and it was an unexpected surprise.

Unfortunately, only one day, fortunately only one day.

The Fudong City was too depressing, which made Shi Yanwen's mood not very stable. After leaving the Fudong City, he was too alienated from strange places, and finally relaxed at night.That soft voice was like a cat's paw, no wonder Yuan Wuxiang couldn't help teasing him.

"I don't know if you will remember when you wake up..."

It's best to remember, it's okay not to remember, Su Zhenzhen closed his eyes, childhood, teenager, youth, they all walked once.

He is waiting for the next journey of life, like the old man with yellow hair, old age.

Hand in hand to grow old.

……

"So many lanterns? Who sent them?"

Qu Shitu smiled and said nothing, he also said this sentence last night.

"A child, a very good and powerful child," Su Zhenzhen handed him a cloud pattern lamp, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, like a spring breeze, "I like him very much."

"Really?" Shi Yanwen looked at him strangely, "You smile a little strangely."

Su really pinched his face, "Why? Do you want an apple?"

Shi Yanwen was stunned, "...huh?"

Before he could react, Hao Yueguang came over from the door again, "Senior! The Confucian dragon head sent a lot of... cakes."

"Cakes?" Qu Shitu was puzzled, "Did the person who came say anything?"

"No... but the maid who came here asked Senior Shi Yanwen if he had anything he particularly liked, and if so," he looked at Su Zhenzhen, "I'll send you a separate copy next time."

Shi Yanwen: "..."

Su Zhenzhen: "..."

The atmosphere is a little dull.

Su Zhenzhen was silent for a while, then smiled brightly, "Don't dare to bother Longshou, Yanwen doesn't like sweet things."

Everyone: "..."