In late November, in AD 318, Xiaohan entered the year and was fighting with fingers.

Mo Li was looking forward to snowing, because the young man said that he could go back to Huating when the first snow came. However, the winter in Jiangzuo came late, and even more so in the mountain city. Since the beginning of winter, it has been blocked with smoke and no signs of snowing.

Yesterday, a gust of wind suddenly came, blowing away the cold mist in the city. The sky was cleared by water. Mo Li stood under the eaves, looking at the wind in the forest with her hands on her eyebrows, quietly thinking: It’s time to snow.

The breeze all night was gently breeze on the window.

Mo Li tossed and turned around in the warm little nest, and had not been asleep for a night. Before dawn, she quietly got up and walked into the inner room. The little husband breathed steadily and slept soundly. She reached out to pinch the open corner of the quilt on her chest for the little husband, and put her hand into the quilt from the other end, touched the soup, which was warm, but it was a little warm, so she wanted to pull it out and exchange it.

So I felt something, and I started warming my hands, which was the little husband's feet.

Mo Li paused slightly, blinked her eyelashes twice, quietly withdrew her hand, and quickly glanced at the little husband. Perhaps it was not comfortable to sleep while lying down. The little husband squirmed his mouth twice, then turned over, hugged the soft big pillow on the right, leaned his head over, and leaned his cheeks tightly against the pillow. He took advantage of the two left and right to continue sleeping.

The little husband doesn’t like pottery pillows. He thinks the pottery pillow is too hard, so he would rather slept with soft pillows every day. Moreover, the little husband’s pillows are paired, because the little husband likes to hold one. Why does the little husband like to hug a pillow? Just like the green ivy likes to sleep in a cloth quilt... Mo Li used scissors to cut the lanterns of the three-legged golden crow lamp, and thought quietly with his head tilted.

When the lamp was no longer smoking, she slowly floated out of the inner room with a warm pot in her arms and glanced at the small wooden couch of the green ivy. She was still asleep, and she really hugged the quilt. She looked so weird. Lannu's wooden couch was next to the green ivy, with her hands pillowing on her face. She didn't know what she had dreamed about. Her long eyelashes trembled slightly, and her body was curled tightly, which looked very similar to the sleeping position of the big white cat.

Walk to the door silently and open a gap.

It's snowing?

It really snowed...

The snowflakes were soaking in the wind, vaguely in the pavilion and scattered in the pond. When they reached out, they were slightly cool and cool, and they melted as soon as they got in. Mo Li held the pot with his right arm in his arms, and his left hand stretched out toward the snowflakes, walking along the corner of the corridor without feeling cold at all. Because his heart was warm. When he changed the hot water, he saw that the green ivy and Lannu also rose up.

"Prince..."

In the yard, the green ivy was holding her skirt and erected among the snowflakes, like a peacock in the flower. Lannu stood on the corridor and smiled quietly. The little man also stood up, holding his arms to look at the wind and snow in front of him.

Mo Li quickly stepped forward, with a shallow body and a thousand blessings, wanting to tie the crown for the young man.

Liu Nong smiled and said, "No need. Don't go out today."

Luluo danced an unknown dance for a while, and there was a fine sweat on her forehead. She looked back and smiled and said, "Little Langjun, then... do we eat hot pot today? When we were in Huating, when the first snow came, Xiaolangjun would eat hot pot. The hot pot really spits out. Luluo likes hot pot the most. It doesn't need to pursed lipstick, and naturally cherry red.

Mo Li also likes to eat hot pot. Seeing Lan Nu’s face showing confusion, she smiled and said, “Lan Nu, hot pot is delicious.”

Lannu said seriously: "Oh."

Liu Nong stepped into the yard. He looked up at the snow, and rushed towards him. He turned around and smiled at the three beautiful maids, "Well... today, eat hot pot!"

"Miscellaneous..."

Luluo cheered and quickly slipped to the front yard to look for Laifu, where the hot pot was there.

Mo Li turned around and brought out a moon-colored cloak cloak. Liu Nong took the cloak and draped it on his shoulders in the wind and snow. This was a crane cloak, with a pair of sleeveless collars and crane feathers surrounded by crane feathers in the corners. In winter, Liu Nong didn't like thick jackets, so Yang Shaoliu made a few cloaks for him. This cloak is easy to wear, just tied around his neck, and it is extremely resistant to wind and snow. Yang Shaoliu himself also has it, but it is a red cloak of the snow fox.

Mo Li handed over another golden nanmu small hand stove, lowered her head and said softly: "Little Langjun, it's snowing..."

Liu Nong pinched the small hand stove, puzzled.

Mo Li's head drooped lower and muttered, "It's snowing, Huating's snow must be more beautiful..."

"oh……"

Liu Nong tightened his collar tightly, looked at Mo Li, whose head was almost buried in his chest, and smiled and said, "I will go back in two days."

"Really?" Mo Li blurted out.

"Um."

Liu Nong responded with a smile. The assessments the day before yesterday have passed, and when the results are released, the Kuaiji Academy will be off. Yesterday, Xie Xu and him had a review of the assessment content, and it is probably the third grade at the highest time. After all, Xie Xu is a teacher in the museum, so why wouldn't he help his disciples? This evaluation will be included in the recommendation book, which will be of great help to the positive reviews of the big, small and formal grades in the coming year.

Xie Li returned to Shanyin in early November. Sima Rui only adopted the three strategies he advised in Jiankang. As for the policy of establishing the army, it was put on hold separately. Such a result was not expected by Liu Nong. Sima Rui naturally wanted to retain power, but he had to worry about Wang Dun, how could he dare to build the army at this time. However, after Xie Li returned to Shanyin, he praised Xie Yi and Xie Shang in the military camp for a long time. It seemed careless, but in fact it had a profound meaning.

What is the purpose? Liu Nong doesn’t need to think about it carefully, but for Liu Nong, Shanyin is about to finish his studies and get a lot of money. So he returned to Huating after the first snow.

At this time, Lai Fu and Luluo came to the yard.

"Little Langjun, can we go to the pavilion?" Luluo held the hot pot and pointed to the pavilion by the pond, and asked with a smile.

Liu Nong smiled and said, "Okay!" It must be very interesting to eat hot pot in the open air storm.

The group came to the pavilion, Laifu placed a short table, and Luluo placed the hot pot on the table. This was a hot pot with a stack of hot pot, which was cast by Huating craftsmen's workshop in the style of Liu Nong's painting. Firewood was grown at the bottom and smoke was heated through a straight tube in the middle.

Green ivy dragged out a few dry firewood branches from Moli's wooden couch, and Shi Laifu chopped it into small pieces with a heavy sword, then fired it off and started to make a fire. Seeing that the fire was not big, she was about to extinguish it, so she quickly took the cooking tube and pouted her mouth and blew it hard. After a while, the hot pot was spitting out, but she dyed the cat's face and wiped it even worse with her hand, which made Lan Nu giggle.

Lan Nu helped Mo Li serve the dishes. In the winter, there were very few tender vegetables, but there were also huge lettuce, bitter vegetable, and Chinese toon buds. Lai Fu went around the kitchen and took a few plates of thin slices of mutton when he came out.

Luluo smiled and said, "Brother Laifu's sword skills have increased. This year's sheep's jelly is cut so thin."

"Hehe..." Lai Fu shook his left hand pressed the sword, touched his head with his right hand, and smiled silly on his face.

Mo Li put plates of wild vegetables on the table, green, white, green, and each made different, soaked in ice water. She looked very tender. She clapped her hands with satisfaction, frowned and wondered if there was any missing. Suddenly she remembered something, her eyebrows and eyes widened, and she walked into the room with small steps. She held a small sachet when she came out. She took a handful of sachets, took out a handful of things from it, pulled them into her fist, and shook them in front of Lan Nu. She asked, "Lan Nu, do you know what this is?"

Lannu shook his head and said, "Lannu doesn't know."

Mo Li smiled and said, "You smell it."

"oh……"

Lan Nu cooperated to get closer, sniffed, then his nose wrinkled slightly, and hesitated: "Zhu, Zhuyu?"

"Yes, it's dogwood!" Luluo leaned over a small flowery face and interrupted.

Mo Li spread his hands out. The cherry red dogwood fruit and the tender white palms shine together, which is very eye-catching. He took out a white silk squid, placed the dogwood fruit in it, carefully placed it on the corner of the desk, and then smiled softly at Lai Fu.

Lai Fu immediately knew his intentions, frowned, pulled out the heavy sword from his waist, and gestured at the dogwood fruit on the table. Then he held the back of the sword and smashed it for a while. After a while, the dogwood fruit on the table turned into dogwood powder.

Lannuqi said: "Why smash it with a sword?"

Green radish said: "It's edible."

Lannu is even more strange. Dogwood is common in wild, but it is used to make dogwood sacs and match it on your arms. I have never heard of it being eaten. I blinked my light blue eyes and said in confusion: "Can I really eat it?"

"sure!"

Seeing that Lan Nu didn't believe it, Luluo stretched out a finger to the cornel powder on the silk squid, slowly retracted, and stuffed it into her mouth bit by bit. In an instant, she widened her eyes and said, "Oh, it's so delicious!" Then, she shouted in a coquettish voice to the little husband who was holding a book at the corner of the Pavilion, "Little husband, cornels can be eaten, right?"

Liu Nong replied: "Yes..."

Slowly.

A strong fragrance surrounded the pavilion. Liu Nong put down the book and saw clusters of sparks crackling. The lamb was rolling in the hot pot, the side dishes were placed on all sides, and the brightly colored seasoning plate was placed beside the table, while the bamboo leaves were warmer than in the cup, and it was emitting a strong mellow fragrance. He lifted the robe, knelt on the mat, and smiled at everyone, "Sit down." He said to Mo Li again: "Dao Qu and Yinwei each enjoy half a pot of money, and a pot of wine."

Mo Li smiled and said, "Yes, little husband."

Luluo washed her face and saw that Lan Nu seemed a little cramped, so she whispered in her ear: "Sit down, the little husband said, when you eat hot pot in winter, everyone needs to sit together."

Tuantuan...

Lan Nu sat down carefully and glanced at the beautiful husband diagonally opposite him. He picked up a piece of fat mutton in the pot with chopsticks, then swung it in a small plate and stuffed it into his mouth. As soon as the sword eyebrows were flying, hissing sounds. Lan Nu thought to himself: Huating Liu is really unique, and Huating Meihe is the same...

When Liu Nong moved the chopsticks, everyone fell down the chopsticks. Even Tang Lixiao loved the hot pot very much. He picked up a large piece and almost ran into Lai Fu's chopsticks. When the incident happened, the snow was flying outside the pavilion and the joy inside the pavilion was filled with joy.

After the meal, everyone cleaned up the mess. Liu Nong's face turned slightly red and his mood was very smooth. He ordered Lai Fu to set up a desk outside the pavilion, wanting to draw a picture of "The Picture of the Winter Snow Soaking House". Liu Nong was about to pick up his pen, but the white robe came to report quickly, and the county magistrate Ji invited him.

Put on a cloak to welcome the snow until Jizhan Mansion.

Ji Zhan seemed to be unable to withstand the cold. He was wrapped in thick fur and holding a warm stove in his arms, and he still trembled slightly. Since Ji's death, this strong county magistrate seemed to have grown much older, with wrinkles on his forehead, which could be caught by mosquitoes.

After sitting for a while, Liu Nong made an excuse to go out and ordered a maid to present a brazier. The fire was so powerful that it drove the cold air in the room and was empty. Ji Zhan looked down and said with a smile: "The veteran is old. In the past years, I would definitely practice swords in the snow, but now I can only hold the warm stove and feel the cold."

Ji Zhan's pulse was cut off, and it was a heart-warming thing, not a body-warming thing. Liu Nong smiled and said, "Win Lianpo can still eat a dou of rice and ten kilograms of meat. The reason is that he is all about his family and country! The county magistrate is in its prime, so how can he grow old?"

"What a purpose is for your family and country!" Ji Zhan sat up straight, looking at the wind and snow outdoors, and his voice was deep: "I'm asking you to say goodbye to you today! Tomorrow, the veteran will set off and go to Jiankang!" As he said that, he stroked the silver beard on his chest, straightened his waist even more. Then he saw the beautiful husband but smiled and laughed, "Aren't you shocked?"

Liu Nong smiled and said, "The county magistrate hides the valley in his chest, and it is like a hidden dragon hiding the abyss. He should be aware of his family and country. Therefore, the county magistrate goes to Jiankang, and Liu Nong is not surprised!" After a moment, he bowed and said, "It's just that the wind and snow are very strong, why don't the county magistrate stay for two days?"

Ji Zhan did not reply to him, but instead stood up with his short desk and smiled and said, "Let me follow me!"

Walking in the wind and snow, Ji Zhan's waist was extremely erect and his figure was indeed a majestic, just as tall as Liu Nong. The two came to the courtyard where military power was often used. Ji Zhan pushed the door and pointed to the sand table and a large stack of books. Then he swept through the various decorations in the room with his finger rings and said with a smile: "All things in the room will be given to you!"

"This, Liu Nong is ashamed of accepting it!" Liu Nong bowed and refused to give it to him. The sand table in this room was Ji Zhan's hard work. How could he bear it without success? What's more, there were all kinds of armor and sword blades hanging in the room. Although most of them were old and some were even broken, how could he not guess that these things were Ji Zhan's past, and a veteran soldier had half his life in this.

Ji Zhan caressed a cold armor with cracks and said in a deep voice: "In the first year of Yongjia, I wore this armor to fight Chen Min in the wild, and almost died, and it depends on it." He pointed to another armor and said: "In the fifth year of Yongjia, I wore this armor to fight Hua Yi, the governor of Jiangdong, and took the head of General Zhou Fu, the general of Zhendong..."

"In the sixth year of Yongjia, I held this sword and fought against Beihu Shihu and Jidu..."

"Ten years of Yongjia, bloody battle with Liu Hu..."

"In the 11th year of Yongjia, I took this armor and followed my king's troops to Luoyang to fight Liu Hu again..."

Ji Zhan slowly pointed to one piece of armor after another, then looked at Liu Nong deeply and said with a smile: "I originally wished to wait a hundred years later, and the armored soldiers returned to the land, just like an old farmer in the mountains. However, the mountain tomb is green but there is no way for future generations to sweep. Zhan Bao, after I die, I still ask the gift to meet the age of the year, and use a pot of tea and a cup of turbid wine to respect the elderly, can you?" After a meal, he said: "Don't refuse, you and I are still friends who have forgotten their age."

Liu Nong raised his head and stared at the old man in front of him. He saw white beards floating, but his old look was already revealed. Although he knew that he had a few years left, he was touched by a vast ocean in his heart. He did not refuse and bowed and said, "I wish I don't dare to be the county magistrate!"

"Ha ha……"

Ji Zhan laughed loudly, his expression suddenly relaxed, and he stepped to the door, pointed to the outdoor wind and snow, and said in a long voice: "Jiang said that the wind and snow are getting strong, but if it weren't for the rapid and snowy snow, why should the veteran general stop the horse?" Speaking of this, he paused a little, turned around and smiled, "But there is something that the veteran general would say to you, so don't regret it!" Before Liu Nong answered, he said: "Elderly general, you can't recommend you again!"

Liu Nong smiled and said, "Whether the county magistrate wants to recommend it or not, it is all Liu Nong's blessing!"

"oh?"

Ji Zhan bent his lips and looked at the beautiful husband leisurely. But when he saw Liu Nong smiling slightly, he still had a light wind. He knew in his heart that he must have guessed it, so he stopped hiding it and said, "Since I have arrived in Jiankang, I don't need to recommend you anymore, because I have been the right servant of the Shangshu, but you must not be lazy." The last half of the sentence was stern, and he looked like an elder's demeanor.

"Liu Nong, don't dare." Liu Nong bowed a long time.

When Ji Zhan arrived in Jiankang, he was not only the Right Pushe of Shangshu, but also had a position as the general of the commander and the general of the guards. He was also the chief officer and the regular attendant of the cavalry, who led the matter of the land submitted by Xie Qi. At the critical time, Sima Rui could not believe in Liu Wei and Diao Xie, for fear that the two of them would not know how to divide the rain and then burn the hidden fire. Therefore, he had to order the veteran who was old and steadily took action.

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Chapter completed!