Looking at the mountains and rivers

At that time, Fang Ming was sweeping snow in the courtyard. He suffered from the cold all night, his fingers were stiff, and it took him a long time to rub snow on his joints to warm them up.He looked at a bare peach tree in the corner, and prayed in his heart that it would produce buds and buds soon, because when the peach blossoms bloomed, it meant that the cold winter had really passed.

There was a sound from the door, but it was Wei Changxuan who came out at a leisurely pace. He was wearing a coat and looked like he was about to go out.

Wei Changxuan opened his mouth and said to him: "You are here to serve the young master well today, if you have nothing to do, don't leave casually, do you understand?"

Fang Ming nodded quickly.

"By the way, he has injuries. Don't let him come out to blow the air. I'll go out for a while and I'll be back later."

Fang Ming responded repeatedly, he opened his mouth, and just wanted to say that there are many people from Zuo Xiaowei outside, and he probably won't let people out of the house casually.Unexpectedly, Wei Changxuan didn't walk out of the courtyard at all, he climbed onto the courtyard wall in two or three strokes, then jumped out, and then disappeared.

The east and west squares of Jian'an City are both prosperous places. Among them, the west square has many shops and vendors, which is more lively than the east square.Wei Changxuan came here early in the morning, and saw that the streets were lined with shops, which had already opened up one after another. Although it was not yet the time of day, there were already pedestrians coming and going, which was very noisy.

It had been more than a year since he had set foot here, so Wei Changxuan's visit this time was not for wandering, but for another purpose.He thought, if he allowed the people from Prince Mu's Mansion to abuse Yang Yan like this, it would not be a solution, not to mention that the life of lack of food and clothing is difficult, I am afraid that his current injuries will not be healed.What's more, Yang Yan had just arrived at the age of curly hair, he was born with deficiencies, and being treated so harshly at this time, he must be weaker in the future, and maybe there will be some root cause of illness.

After careful consideration, he suddenly realized that the problem in front of him was a lack of money. Wei Changxuan himself had never had any expenses, and he was indifferent to money and property. It was only now that he realized the distress of not having money.He thought that the only person who is willing to help out is his adoptive father, but he is unwilling to speak to his adoptive father easily. After all, his adoptive father did not want him to be involved in the muddy waters of the Mu Palace. To persuade him to leave the palace.Besides, since he joined the Imperial Army, he has made up his mind that he will take good care of his adoptive father in the future, and let him enjoy the happiness of his old age. Now that the support has not been fulfilled, he asks the old man for money. Wei Changxuan absolutely refuses. of.

In this world, if you want to get money quickly, you can not only cheat or cheat, but you can also go to the casino to try your luck and gamble.There are many gambling shops in Xifang, almost all over the place, but Wei Changxuan has no intention of going in, firstly because he simply can't afford to gamble, and secondly because this is not his strong point at all.He has another advantage, which he can barely use to make a living.

The border of Xifang is close to the bank of the moat. There are many willow trees planted on the bank. This business is called "sheliu".

Shooting willows was originally just an ordinary game. A willow branch was selected for everyone to shoot, and then the best shooter was judged.Later, people were not satisfied with just shooting willow branches, but used pots or other utensils, or even living things, as arrow targets.The show of shooting willows is very popular in Dazhao, because most of today's celebrities are not weak scholars, but both civil and military.

It's still early now, these stalls selling willows are far less lively than those selling food and cakes, there are only a few people here and there.

Wei Changxuan took a quick look, and saw a willow shooting stand in front of which hung a red background and black lettering on it, which read "Piercing Yang with a hundred steps, and one arrow is worth a thousand gold". With some momentum, he walked over to the stall.

The stall owner saw the young man's expensive clothes and handsome appearance, so he thought he was the son of a rich family, and hurriedly stepped forward to laugh with him: "Young master, he looks like he has practiced martial arts, do you want to try some arrows? My bows are not ordinary bows, they are all homemade, with rubbed leather on the outside, so they are easy to draw and don't rub your hands." He paused, and then said, "It's still a lot of money if you shoot Tonghou. "

Hou is the archery target. If the archery target is made of bear skin, it is Xiong Hou. There are also Tiger Hou, Leopard Hou, etc. Wei Changxuan looked in the direction he pointed, and saw the treetops not far away. There is a copper coin tied with a red string on the top, which must be the copper coin mentioned by the stall owner.

"I don't know what's the prize if I hit it?"

The stall owner smiled: "My family is no better than others. I use all useless utensils to make lottery heads. The nearest copper marquis is ten coins if you hit it, and there are nine after that. Look at my signboard. Hit the copper coin a hundred paces away, the bounty is ten guan, I wonder if you are interested in giving it a try?"

Wei Changxuan was stunned for a moment. He looked up and saw that the red rope could be vaguely seen swaying on the trees along the street. The front one was still a hundred paces away. Those with weak eyesight could hardly even see it. It's hard to see that little copper coin.

The stall owner continued to bewitch him, saying: "My lord, don't look at this little Tong Hou, it's actually easy to shoot." He said this as if he was in a loss-making business, but in fact the nearest copper plate is very ingeniously hung. Eighty-nine can hit it.Young masters who come to him to shoot willow competitions often hit the mark with one blow, and they can't hold back their joy and want to shoot down the few coppers behind them one by one, but they don't go so smoothly anymore, and they often waste hundreds of arrows It can only shoot a few pieces.Although he only needs five cents for an arrow here, he often attracts customers to spend several pennies. This way, the business is naturally smooth.

Wei Changxuan pondered for a moment, picked up a hard ebony bow from the stall, and picked up another arrow in his hand. The weight of the arrow was very light, and it was a little flimsy because there was no arrowhead at the end. After all, there were many people in the market. In the past, if you shot someone and hurt someone, it would end badly.

The stall owner persuaded with a smile: "Young master, that bow is strong, do you want to change it to a smaller one?"

Wei Changxuan shook his head. He touched the arrow feathers on the tails of the arrows, put on his bow and took a glance at the treetops. The feathered arrows flew out almost without a sound, and instantly penetrated the square hole in the center of the copper plate. It shot down.

The stall owner smiled and clapped his hands: "Young master is good at archery!" The arrow was obviously within his expectations, so although he was surprised, he didn't take it seriously.

Wei Changxuan frowned slightly, as if he was very dissatisfied with his arrow.He weighed those arrows again, and said in a low voice: "Boss, your arrows are too light, give me some with arrowheads instead."

The boss suddenly suppressed his smile, and said in a very embarrassed way: "This one with the arrow... What if it hurts someone?"

Wei Changxuan smiled lightly: "I'm the one who hurt someone, it has nothing to do with you."

He has an excellent appearance, and his smile is like a spring breeze blowing on his face, so the boss couldn't help but take the arrow for him again.

With this pair of bows and arrows in his hands, he finally regained the feeling of being in the army.Scattered people gathered around, most of them came to see this handsome young man.Wei Changxuan put on the bow again, his gaze was like a torch looking forward, and when the bow was pulled away, it was like a full moon.Everyone held their breaths and waited for his arrow to shoot out, but the arrow flew out like the wind, and few people could see it clearly. Only when the arrow hit the ground did someone exclaim: "Three, three."

The boss changed his expression slightly, the second arrow actually pierced through the Tonghou on the three trees in a row, this young man is by no means an ordinary young master.

In a blink of an eye, the arrow was picked up by the troublemaker, and everyone was amazed at the three copper plates on the shaft, and the boy who didn't know where he came from had picked up the arrow again and continued to shoot forward.As soon as he shot this arrow, he picked up three more arrows between his fingers and chased them away in a row, each arrow piercing the wind with a sound.

"Good Lianzhu arrow!" Someone cheered loudly.

But an old man in the crowd shook his head coldly: "This is not Lianzhu arrow, but Shenlian. This kind of ancient archery is no longer recognized by many people today."

Everyone didn't care whether it was Lianzhu or Shenlian, they saw that none of the four arrows missed, and they also shot down the four copper plates one after another, which was almost a magical skill, they couldn't help applauding and applauding.

"Okay, my master's arrow skills are as good as gods, today's villain is really an eye-opener," the stall owner's face was a little crying, a little laughing, and he sucked in air like a toothache, "The last one, you still have it. Do you want to shoot again? The sharpshooters of the past often missed when they were exhausted, which ruined the reputation of never hitting the target."

He had guessed in his heart that this kid was deliberately showing off, and wanted to persuade him to stop as soon as he was good, and stop in time.

Wei Changxuan only asked: "Is the last lottery prize ten guan coins?"

The stall owner was slightly taken aback, and nodded: "However, no one has ever shot that one in these years."

Wei Changxuan was startled, lowered his eyes and said, "That's right, your bow is not strong enough, you can't shoot a hundred paces away."

The stall owner's face flushed immediately, and he hurriedly said, "Young master, if your skills are not good, don't rely on my bad bow and arrow."

"You take down that bow and give it to me." Wei Changxuan pointed to the hard iron tire bow hanging above his head.

"This... This is the iron bow that my ancestors wore when they conquered the world with Emperor Taizong. How can I take it off easily!" The stall owner scolded, "Besides, this bow is impossible for ordinary people to pull. It’s unavoidable to know the heights of the sky and the depths of the earth.”

Wei Changxuan smiled before he could speak, when someone in the crowd shouted: "Old Zhang, your ancestor was obviously a pig butcher, when did he go to fight the world again, don't brag, give the bow to that little boy!" Brother, let him show us a hand!"

After saying this, there were voices of agreement from all around, and the stall owner was urged by everyone, so he had no choice but to take the bow and hand it to Wei Changxuan.

As soon as Wei Changxuan took the bow, he felt it was extremely heavy. He simply took off his cloak, tied up his cuffs, and then slowly drew the bow away.When the bowstring was drawn, all the muscles in his body were tensed just like the bow. When the arrow was fired, the sound of the arrow sounded like a dragon's roar. But the arrow went straight through the Tonghou, which had never been shot down before.

There was a thunderous uproar for a while, everyone wanted to know the boy's background, but Wei Changxuan just smiled shyly and refused to answer.He took the lottery from the boss, then got into the crowd and ran away in a hurry.

When the sky was getting dark at night, Wei Changxuan climbed into the corner yard along the big tree outside the wall.I saw Yang Yan sitting under the eaves, staring blankly at the front, as if he heard the movement on the wall, he raised his head slightly, and said softly, "Wei Changxuan?"

"Why did you come and sit outside? Didn't I tell Fang Ming not to let you out?" Wei Changxuan said a little unhappy.

Yang Yan tilted her head: "I'm too bored in the room, just come out for a while, don't be angry."

Wei Changxuan took a breath again: "I'm not angry, by the way, where is Fang Ming?"

"He went to the kitchen to get dinner." Yang Yan said softly, he was holding something in his hand and was cooing.

Wei Changxuan looked up strangely, but it was a little gray pigeon, with its head lowered, eating rice grains in Yang Yan's palm.

"Where did this little thing come from?"

"I don't know where it came from. I took some leftovers and put it in my palm, and it flew into my palm." Yang Yan curled up the corner of his mouth, smiling a little happily.

Wei Changxuan saw the yellowing of the rice grains, so he knew that the food delivered today was probably hard to swallow, so he hurriedly took off the package tied on his back: "Yexi, guess what I went out to get?" return?"

Yang Yan shook his head: "What?"

"Come on, open your mouth." Wei Changxuan said with a smile.

Although Yang Yan didn't understand what it meant, she still opened her mouth as she said, and then something soft and sweet was stuffed into her mouth.

"Osmanthus lotus root cake, I bought it from a dim sum shop in the south of the Yangtze River. It has just been steamed, is it still warm?"

Yang Yan nodded repeatedly while chewing.

"There are still rice noodles and meat here, don't eat those things from the kitchen in the future." After Wei Changxuan finished speaking, he said, "Look, I also bought dozens of catties of charcoal, although it's not what you usually use. Waiting for charcoal, but at least it can be used for heating, let’s save some, enough for a month.”

Yang Yan slowly stopped chewing, and said softly, "Wei Changxuan, where did you get the money to buy these?"

Wei Changxuan didn't hide anything from him, so he told about today's willow shooting to win the lottery.

After hearing this, Yang Yan's face changed from solemn to surprised, and then a little funny: "No wonder you heard that the third brother and the others were going to shoot arrows, and you showed disdain in your speech. It turns out that you have the ability to pass through Yang with a hundred steps."

Wei Changxuan rubbed the back of his neck in embarrassment: "It's just a daily archery game with others, who knows it will come in handy."

After Yang Yan finished laughing, she felt a little melancholy again, and felt that Wei Changxuan went to shoot willows on the street in order to support himself, as if he had lost his identity.He whispered: "Don't go there in the future, there are some things in my house, you can pawn them for some money."

"That can't be done. I know that although those things are in your house, they are clearly remembered in the account of the mansion. If you take them to the pawn shop at random, you will definitely have trouble in the future. Even if you have some personal things, they are probably your father. Let’s reward you earlier, don’t take it.” Wei Changxuan said in a relaxed tone, “Anyway, I have endless energy, and it’s a costless business, so there’s nothing to worry about.” After finishing speaking, he was He was about to laugh a few times, but the laughter was cut off in his throat. He pulled the hard bow too hard just now, and his chest was always hurting, so he coughed quickly to cover it up.

Yang Yan frowned slightly, but didn't say much, she was concentrating on what she was thinking.

"However, I still hope that this kind of life won't last too long." Wei Changxuan sat down beside him, and sighed as he brushed the broken snow off his shoulders.

The pigeon in Yang Yan's hand slammed into his palm unexpectedly, he let go of his hand in surprise, and the pigeon flapped its wings and flew away. He listened to the sound of the flapping wings fade away, and said softly : "It shouldn't be too long."