Cangshan Mountain is covered with snow, and life has never stopped.
Riding horses all the way, we finally arrived at the small town at about four o'clock in the afternoon. We originally thought it was an ordinary town, but we didn't expect that we entered the small town just after riding horses, which subverted Zhu Pingan's thoughts.
The streets are smooth stone roads, and the houses on both sides have blue bricks and black tiles, and the cornices are raised. The ancient style still exists. This town seems to have been infiltrated by long poems and ancient rhymes for thousands of years, and there is a sense of history. Jumping into the town, it's like
Stepping into a volume of poetry filled with the fragrance of ink.
The town is picturesque, but to Zhu Pingan, who has been driving all day in the snow and wind, it is not as attractive as a steaming bowl of noodle soup and a warm bed.
I dismounted and found an inn, paid for the room, and the innkeeper helped lead the black horse to the backyard, and then moved the things on the horse to the room.
"Brother, please bring me a bowl of mutton soup." Zhu Ping'an stopped the store clerk who was about to leave and asked the chef to make a bowl of hot mutton soup.
"A bowl of mutton soup costs ten cents. If you add pancakes, each pancake costs one penny." The waiter turned around and promised.
A bowl of mutton soup costs ten cents, which is about two cents more expensive than in my own town. This may be because it is a snowy day, or maybe because I am a foreigner.
"A bowl of mutton soup will be enough, no need for pancakes." Zhu Pingan took out ten cents from his sleeve and handed it to the shop assistant.
The waiter took the money, made a promise and went out. While Zhu Pingan was making the bed, the waiter walked in with a bowl of steaming mutton soup, put it on the table, and then left.
The hot, snow-white and sweet mutton soup is topped with green chopped green onions, and the haggis and mutton are tumbling in the bowl. It is steaming hot and full of aroma.
Zhu Ping'an couldn't wait to take out two pieces of cake baked by his mother Chen from his bag, broke them into pieces and put them into the steaming mutton soup, then put another piece into his mouth. In an instant, the fragrance melted into his whole body.
‘White as jade, a blend of water and fat, pure texture, fresh but not smelly, fragrant but not greasy, rotten but not sticky’
In the snowy winter, don't be too happy to have such a bowl of mutton soup and pancakes full of maternal love.
Traveling on a windy and snowy day, I felt cold and tired, especially after eating a full meal. The sleepiness was even more intense. So, Zhu Pingan simply took off his clothes and lay on the bed to sleep, not even thinking of taking a hot bath.
I forgot all about it, I was just too tired.
It is said that weak scholars are powerless. Haha, looking back now, this sentence is completely wrong. But as far as scholars who go to Beijing to take the exam are concerned, scholars from far away places have to travel for half a year to get there.
In the capital, he ate and slept in the open air, traveled through mountains and rivers, and traveled continuously for half a year. How could a scholar be able to do this if he was really weak?
Not long after, Zhu Pingan snored and fell asleep.
The Li family in Shanghe Village passed the Laba Festival. The red lanterns were still hanging high and the servants were doing their jobs in an orderly manner.
As evening approached, a sound of horses neighed from the door. Wang Xiaoer, who had gone to deliver a message to Zhu Pingan, also entered the house.
There are three fire pots burning in Miss Li's boudoir, and there is a basin in the corner to replenish water. Even in the cold winter with strong wind and heavy snow, the room is as warm and comfortable as spring.
Miss Li was sitting at the table and chair by the window. She was looking out the window thoughtfully, as if she was waiting for someone.
The tables and chairs carved from fine sandalwood are carefully engraved with different patterns, conveying the delicate and gentle feeling of daughter's family everywhere. There are several pieces of rice paper on the table carved from sandalwood, and an inkstone.
There were several writing brushes lying on the rice paper, and there was a poem written with delicate brushwork and the ink was still wet:
"When you enter my lovesickness gate, you will know that my lovesickness is painful. Long lovesickness makes you remember each other, but short lovesickness makes you infinite. I had known that it would be such a thorn in the side of people's hearts. Why would I not have known each other in the first place?"
Suddenly, Miss Li's eyes lit up, and outside the window, the little maid with buns was holding her skirt and trotting towards the boudoir.
"Miss, Miss, Brother Wang is here."
A few seconds later, Baozi's little maid ran in panting, and as soon as she entered the door, she yelled and reported to her young lady.
"Come here, miss. I'm a little hungry. Go to the back kitchen and ask the cook to make me some tofu and crucian carp soup. The taste will be lighter today. I can't trust others. Well, before going to the back kitchen, I'll take Wang Xiao
Call me two."
Li Shu calmed down and calmly picked up the brush and continued writing the poems she had not finished, without even raising her head when she gave orders to the little maid Baozi.
"Well, I'll go right away." The little maid Baozi heard that the young lady said that she was the most trustworthy. Her little face turned red, she nodded in agreement, held up her skirt and trotted out.
After about five minutes, an old woman led Wang Xiaoer in. After the old woman came, she stood at the door. When Wang Xiaoer walked in, his head was always lowered, and he did not dare to look up at the lady.
He only looked at the tip of his toes for anything in the boudoir, and stopped after taking three steps.
"Wang Xiaoer, what was his reaction?"
After Wang Xiaoer and the old woman entered the door, Li Shu stopped writing and asked lightly, as if she was indifferent, but her ears were propped up.
"My uncle was a little surprised when he heard about the engagement." Wang Xiaoer lowered his head and replied.
Hearing this, Li Shu held a brush in her hand and unknowingly stained the rice paper with a large amount of ink.
"However, after the young general handed the marriage document to my uncle, my uncle read it once, nodded and put the marriage document away close to his body." Wang Xiaoer lowered his head and continued to answer.
Hearing Zhu Ping'an nod and put the marriage certificate away close to her body, Li Shu's eyebrows straightened. She didn't expect that idiot to put it away close to her body. She thought he would come back to break off the engagement if he got mad.
"Did he say anything?" Li Shu asked with interest.
Wang Xiaoer lowered his head and recounted the question and answer between him and Zhu Pingan to Li Shu intact.
After hearing this, Li Shu curled her lips. This idiot is not afraid of dying from exhaustion. He has a horse, so why is he in such a hurry!
"When I first met my uncle, he encountered a wild wolf." Wang Xiaoer paused and told Zhu Ping'an about his encounter with the wolf.
"Ah? How is he?"
Hearing this, Li Shu, who was originally calm and composed, suddenly pressed the brush on the paper, making a sound of surprise, and her pretty face was full of worry.
The next second after asking, Li Shu realized that she had overreacted. Besides, since Wang Xiaoer could report to herself like this here, the idiot must be fine.
"It's really unlucky that something happened just after we got engaged, and people still don't call me my wife."
So, Li Shu coughed, returned to her calm and calm look, and even found a step for herself.
"My uncle, nothing happened at all. Thanks to the young lady, she asked her younger brother to deliver the letter, so she arrived in time and stabbed the evil wolf to death with one shot." Wang Xiaoer put all the credit on Li Shu.
"oh."
Li Shu said lightly.
The room was quiet for a moment, Wang Xiaoer lowered his head and looked at his feet, and then heard his lady's instructions.
"Forget it, to save others from saying that I'm a tough guy, just don't go to my dad this time. Just pack up and go north. Well, since that man wants to travel thousands of miles, you can protect him in secret. If
If nothing happens, don't come forward. My father, I will tell you."
Li Shu crumpled the rice paper that was stained by ink into a mess and threw it into the paper basket aside, and gave an instruction casually.
"I'll go down and clean up right now." Wang Xiaoer bent down and responded, bending over and stepping back.
"Wait a minute, did you buy the medicine I asked you to buy?"
When Wang Xiaoer pushed to the door, he suddenly heard the eldest lady asking. (To be continued)