Willing to change Qingfeng to fight the rivers and lakes

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Do happy days always go too fast?Yang Jian only felt that the so-called passing of time and quicksand was actually a matter in front of him. From the first to the third year of junior high school, he really didn't realize the scene.In the past few days, it is rare for Chen Xiang Xiaoyu to return to Mount Hua to be clean. Every day, Yang Jian and Zhan Zhao have a drink together, listening to Zhan Zhao detailing those Jianghu affairs, and listening to Zhan Zhao talk about his parents and elder brothers, there is a little nostalgia and helplessness , It turns out that you can drink without food.When I was a little tipsy, I watched Zhan Zhao dance sword in front of the court with a little drunkenness, and when the weather was clear, I rode horses with Zhan Zhao and rode horses side by side in Kaifeng.

In the evening while holding candles, the topic of conversation was casual, Yang Jian didn't know when he had the patience to listen to a person talking about stories that he already knew for a long time all night.

Most of the time, Yang Jian just listened with a smile on his face, and he said very little. It seemed that as long as he quietly guarded Zhan Zhao and listened to him talk casually, it was enough.

It wasn't until parting on the fourth day of the lunar new year that Zhan Zhaofang rode back on his horse with a little apology, and said, "I've been making noise with my second brother for so long, but it's no wonder that my second brother hasn't gotten tired of it. I don't know why I talk so much in front of my second brother. Even if it spreads out, no one will believe it.”

Yang Jian stared at it with a smile as always, and said lightly: "Why do you need letters from others about the matter between you and me? You like to say that I am very happy in front of me if you have something to say, so how can you get bored?"

Zhan Zhao said reluctantly: "Although we are close to the second brother, but he is busy with official duties and rarely has leisure time. If the second brother has anything to do, just do it, don't have to wait for me."

Yang Jian said: "I have nothing else to do, and I'm not just waiting for you, so why should you feel guilty?"

Zhan Zhao's heart was slightly hot, and suddenly his smile bloomed, as bright as the sun in spring: "That's right, if I can't let go of being so fussy in front of my second brother, then how can I be worthy of being my second brother's bosom friend—let's just say goodbye !"

Yang Jian simply replied, "Okay." Watching Zhan Zhao gallop away, the dust was flying all the way.

Turning around, Yang Jian's lips curled into a trace of sarcasm, and he said calmly, "They're all here, why are you hiding?"

Xiaoyu stuck out half of her head behind the door, stuck out her tongue and said, "Uncle has good ears."

Yang Jian strode into the house and said with a smile, "I'm not ear-sounding, but nose-sounding. What good wine did you bring from Mount Hua? I could smell the strong aroma of the wine from three feet away!"

Xiaoyu closed the door casually, followed behind Yang Jian with a smile, and said, "Uncle guess."

Yang Jian didn't answer and said, "Of course the good wine is for me to drink. Don't I know when the wine enters my stomach? How can I spend such useless thoughts on guessing?"

Xiaoyu pouted and said, "Uncle won't let people watch the scene even once."

Yang Jian finally laughed and said, "Follow me, the excitement will never be less!"

But I didn't expect this excitement to wait until the Lantern Festival on the 15th day of the first lunar month.

It wasn't Zhan Zhao who was the first to come here looking for excitement, but the white mouse who went back to Xingkong Island for the Spring Festival early in the morning.

Early in the morning that morning, someone knocked on the copper ring of the house door. Yang Jian knew it would not be Zhan Zhao without even thinking about it. Since the fourth day of the Lunar New Year's Day, Yang Jian had only been to Kaifeng's mansion once and just happened to catch up with Zhan Zhao to accompany Bao. My lord entered the palace, chatted with Gongsun Ce who stayed behind in the mansion, played a few games of Go, and while absent-minded, he also won the Kaifeng mansion's think tank.

Gongsun Ce believed that his chess skills were not good enough and gave up. Yang Jian wanted to say goodbye, but was held back by him to talk about ancient pharmacopoeia for a long time.I have to say that this Mr. Gongsun is indeed knowledgeable and talented, and he really knows a lot.It's just that Yang Jian was not interested in what he was talking about. In the end, Yang Jian promised that he could give him the complete copy of "Shen Nong Pharmacopoeia", which has been lost now, so that he could get away.But I don't want to send it to my door again.

After returning home, he sent Chen Xiang to deliver the books, and made the child very embarrassed, because the "Shen Nong Pharmacopoeia" was left in the Zhenjun Temple, and it was not easy to walk around the heavenly court without leaking the news.Fortunately, Chen Xiang always lived up to the task entrusted to him, so he didn't let Yang Jian go back to Mount Hua.

Chen Xiang sent the books back and brought back Zhan Zhao's letters, as well as some exquisite snacks rewarded by the palace.

Dim sum Yang Jian doesn't care, but knowing that Zhan Zhao still misses him, he is always faintly happy.

Those fancy snacks were sent to Xiaoyu Chenxiang. After reading Zhan Zhao's letter, he said that during the Lantern Festival, he would invite him to go to Bianliang City to enjoy the lanterns.

Yang Jian drank hot tea slowly, calmly waiting for the arrival of the fifteenth day of the first lunar month.

Unexpectedly, a white mouse came first.

Chen Xiang opened the heavy door, looked at the handsome and luxurious young man dressed in white clothes like snow, frowned and asked in dissatisfaction: "You came to smash the door early in the morning, who are you?"

The weather is very cold, but the man in white is wearing a thin shirt, with delicate patterns embroidered with gold thread on the collar and cuffs. Although the clothes are thin, he has a rosy complexion and no chill. He asked, "Does Yang Jian live here?"

Chen Xiang said with a cold face: "Is my uncle's name called by anyone casually? I don't know you, and my uncle didn't say that I have a guest today. Please come back, my lord." After finishing speaking, he was about to close the door unceremoniously. .

The man in white hurriedly reached out his hand to stop him, and said: "Isn't the name just for people to call you? How come Yang Jian's place has changed so much! Have you become Yang Jian's master? How do you know that there are no guests here today? You go Ask, just say that Bai Yutang is here, if he doesn’t see me, he’ll just turn around and leave—tch, if Zhan Zhao didn’t ask me, I wouldn’t want to come to see him.”

Chen Xiang was angry, and just about to refuse, but heard Xiaoyu's clear and crisp voice behind him: "Don't mess with him, uncle let him in."

Chen Xiang opened the door sullenly, without saying a word.

Bai Yutang smiled triumphantly, turned around and took a jar of wine from the horse, and said, "Zhan Zhao brought good wine to Yang Jian, I'm just running errands, don't show me face."

Said swaggeringly walked in.

Chen Xiang shut the door forcefully.

Xiaoyu led the way with a smile, and said softly, "Fifth Master Bai, don't take offense. Uncle is a casual person who never restrains our juniors deliberately. If there is a lack of hospitality, please look forward to Haihan."

Bai Yutang laughed and said, "Little girl is so good at talking, I don't know the same as children——Yang Jian is your uncle?"

Xiaoyu said: "Yes, dear uncle."

Bai Yutang saw that the huge courtyard was empty and no one was talking, so he couldn't help but asked, "Could it be that you are the only ones living in such a big house?"

Xiaoyu lowered her head and looked cute, and said: "Yes, uncle is indifferent and quiet, and never likes to make trouble with strangers, so there are only three of us in the house."

Bai Yutang frowned and said, "Yang Jian can stay in such an unpopular place."

Xiaoyu's face remained unchanged, and he said angrily, "Fifth Bai is a little more polite. My uncle is not as easy-talking as I am. Even if the boy in the front hall heard it, he would jump up and argue with you."

Bai Yutang raised his eyebrows noncommittally, made a nonchalant expression, and followed Xia Xiaoyu to the west wing of the backyard.

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