Before the beginning of winter, it was already snowing heavily, and the graceful woman in Tai'an City put on a white fox fur.

In this half a month, the capital city caused a sensation, and there were no mention of various rewards and promotions. The prince of Beiliang was brave enough to destroy the imperial road. The impeachment memorial of the censors flew like snow in the sky, and the stones were sinking into the sea. He never was criticized by the imperial pen. The Taoist temple real people in the city said that Xu Fengnian was relying on the silence of the power of the monster, and he would not be happy with the gods who raised their heads. He said it was a busy winter custom to thank God for thanking God. The people of the people of the city who believed it. In addition, there was also a grand event that caused a sensation in the capital. The Minister of War Lu Baijie and the foreign land rookie who had lost three battles and three times were competing for swords. The emperor personally allowed Lu Aiqing to take a leave for one day. Before the two sides climbed to the Eagle Platform to compete for swords, it happened that the snow was at the beginning. The Assistant of the Ministry of War Lu was dressed in a cold scholarly costume.

The sword-bearing Baxiu came here, worthy of the saying that a sword was full of fairy spirit. Some people in the capital who originally thought that this member of the Lu clan in Jiangnan was not qualified to serve as a powerful minister of the Ministry of War were impressed by Lu Baijie's elegant temperament who had not yet made the sword. Then the lazy swordsman came on stage and finally changed into a glamorous outfit. This guy first defeated the female sword servant of the Wu family's sword tomb, and then defeated Qi Jiajie, the master of swordsman in the capital, and defeated Bai Jiangshan, the swordsman in Dongyue Sword Chi, and had a reputation of being gentle. It is strange that this guy is not likable, especially not favored by women. However, after losing three consecutive games, he was extremely popular at the bottom of the market, and even many military soldiers and soldiers looked up at him.

When Wen Busheng slowly came on stage, among the people who were watching, there were people who were full of energy shouting loudly. Wen Busheng should win once this time. The down-and-out swordsman named Wen scolded him on the spot and said, "Go to go, your mother!" The people who watched the battle were all kinds of people. No matter how young women were young, they frowned and disliked them. However, the rough master cheered and shook the flag for him. This time, the sword competition was a good place to enjoy the snow and see the scenery. In addition, Lu Baijie had a prominent official status, and there were rumors that several princes would be in a light car.

Jian came quietly to the Eagle Platform, and Li Baishi, a beautiful woman with a more sensual and vocal style, came in person, so she was very popular compared to the previous three competitions, but everyone knew it. In fact, they were all curious and expecting the appearance of the Prince of Beiliang with a sword. After the court retreated that day, the sons of the vassal prince surnamed Xu only fought with the Imperial College. How could it be fun to promote the fight to the little people? They thought that this big fight would be entangled by the children of officials in the capital, and the evil people and dogs were fighting together.

Before fighting the sword, Xu Fengnian had already walked out of the Mawei Inn and was about to take a bus to the Eagle Platform to join in the harmless fun. But hesitated and returned to the backyard of the inn to warm up a pot of yellow wine. Xu Fengnian never forgot about it. He remembered who was the old scholar waiting for the rabbit outside the inn. He left Huishan and went to the riverside when the second sister Xu Weixiong took the dragon from Dili Lung Mountain, which had been closed for five hundred years.

Sha went to Shangyin Academy. This Southern Tang survivor named Liu Wenbao received a mixed but intricate comment from Xu Weixiong. When Mao recommended himself, he kept silent. Zhang Julu, Zhao Youling, Wang Xiong, Yuan, Guo, Hanlin and other powerful officials of the dynasty threatened to analyze major events in the temple with prime minister's power. Xu Fengnian didn't like the old scholar's words at that time and refused to stop, so he was turned away. Unexpectedly, after returning to his hometown, the old man quickly ran to the capital to block himself. The importance of fame and fortune can be seen.

As noon approached, the post-boy Ziliang and the little girl, walked into the yard with a few full-scale mahogany food boxes. It was almost winter. In addition to these two, there was a pot of tender ginger duck with fragrance. Xu Fengnian changed into casual clothes and sat under the eaves to enjoy the snow. Seeing the father and daughter deliver lunch, she walked to help the breathless pretty woman get a slightly hot food box. Ordinary people can't afford such expensive food boxes that are almost royal wood materials. Tong Ziliang also borrowed them from others. He must be able to match the identity of Prince Beiliang to be able to be content with his conscience. A graceful woman with a big and thick appearance was not as big as Tong Ziliang, who handed over it with a blushing face.

After the food box, his hands were wrapped around his back, and slightly wiped away the burning feeling of his fingertips. Since the prince's name, he always made fun of himself with Xiaonian, which made her feel embarrassed. The blue bird had already moved out of the table and stool and placed it under the eaves. Xu Fengnian smiled and called Tong Ziliang to have dinner with his childhood. Tong Ziliang never dared to wave his hand and waving his hand, but he still could not resist His prince's insistence. He had to sit down beyond the rules and sit upright on a bench with his daughter. Xu Fengnian's green bird Xuanyuan Qingfeng sat in one side, lifting the lid of the food box, and steaming hot. Tong Ziliang picked up the chopsticks and whispered: "Your Highness, a famous old scholar outside the inn is guarding under the tree."

"Come on, Xiaonian, I am a guest, your master will taste it first."

Xu Fengnian used chopsticks to tear open the stewed duck that was not ginger-flavored with the aroma of meat, picked up a piece and put it in the young woman's bowl, joked, and nodded to Tongzhaiyi and said, "I know that person's identity, so I don't need to pay attention to this place in the inn."

Tong Ziliang nodded, and saw that his daughter beside her was timid and blushed and did not dare to move her chopsticks, and she also smiled. The reason why she often brought her to this yard was not scheming, but she just wanted her children to see the eldest son of the general. It was strange that the older brothers and sisters in the past childhood did not dare or did not want to come after they came to the yard once. This made Tong Ziliang get angry and thrown the dishes and chopsticks when she got home, but her children grew up,

It is no longer the way my father could be obedient when he was a child. Since the youngest daughter was not afraid, Tong Ziliang was too happy to be happy, so he naturally had the opportunity to match her. As for her daughter's love for the first time, Tong Ziliang was a rough man, even if he saw it in his eyes and knew it in his heart, he didn't know how to tell it. He just thought that His Highness could not live in Mawei for a long time. As he grew older, he was just like the heavy snow in the yard. He didn't need to clean it, so he melted himself.

After having a sumptuous lunch, Tong Ziliang got up and left, and told his daughter to clean up the dishes slowly. Xu Fengnian looked at the old locust in the yard and quickly laid a layer of snow mats, turned to the blue bird and said, "Take a bag of silver and throw it to Liu Wenbao outside the yard, don't say anything."

Qingbird nodded, returned to the house to pack a small bag of broken silver, and was gently discharged from the hospital. Xuanyuan Qingfeng looked at the food left on the table and asked, "A meal is more favorable than a bag of silver. Are you just buying people's hearts like this? Isn't it a little clumsy?"

Xu Fengnian smiled and shook his head and said, "The rich family raises men, just like a romantic celebrity who trains a young maid, or trains a horse. It's the same. You have to wear off your arrogance first, but you can't wear off your backbone. I can't open up all the ways to everyone, and you have to know how many pounds of pride and how many backbone these guys who work hard for glory and wealth have. If Liu Wenbao leaves angrily and doesn't forget to scold me before leaving, that's what kind of pride is, and this kind of pride is far more important than backbone.

A pedantic scholar deserves that he will never be able to make a name for himself in his life. But if he accepts money, bows down, begs the blue bird to see me, and speaks about how many real talents and knowledge he has, I really don’t care. Beiliang does not need a beautiful article and praises. On that barren land, he will not live long, and cunning scholars are useless in Beiliang. Let’s take a gamble and see what kind of behavior this Liu Wenbao is? A small gambling is happy, how about a hundred taels of gold?"

When my childhood, who had his ears raised up, heard a hundred taels of gold, he opened his mouth wide and was so surprised that he couldn't speak.

Xuanyuan Qingfeng sneered, "Okay, I bet that this old corrupt scholar would not take over the 'food from lament' at all, ignore it, and continue to wither in the snow."

Xu Fengnian shook his head and said, "Then I bet he took the money and then continue to wait for me to change my mind."

The blue bird quickly returned and said softly: "Liu Wenbao accepted the money and said he would go back to fill his stomach and buy a warm sable fur, and then wait for the young master. Before leaving, he asked me if there was any leftovers in the inn. If there was, he would just save a lot of money."

I covered my mouth and smiled in childhood.

Xuanyuan Qingfeng said, "This old man is so shameless. Birds of a feather flock together with you. In the future, 80% of them will have a great conversation."

Xu Fengnian laughed and said, "Even if we didn't lose or win or not, let's bet another game? The bet will bet on how many days will Liu Wenbao wait? Of course, the premise is that I ignored him before this."

Xuanyuan Qingfeng said calmly: "Then I have to know first that you will know how many days you stay in the capital."

Without waiting for Xu Fengnian to answer, she said confidently: "I bet that old man, you stay in Beijing for a few days, and he will wait for a few days."

Xu Fengnian stood up, stretched out his palm to catch Qinliang Xuehua, "I hope I lost. Two hundred taels of gold will be exchanged for a true scholar, Beiliang will not lose."

Xu Fengnian stood under the eaves and reached out to catch the snow. Before he knew it, he received a handful of snow.

The woman, who was also a "Little New Year", was staring blankly and was stunned. When he turned around and looked at him for asking, she still had no idea.

Xuanyuan Qingfeng chose a rattan chair to lie down, shaking, holding his forehead to watch the snow.

Xu Fengnian reached out and waved her hand in front of the gentle woman, with a warm face. She finally came back to her senses, ashamed to want to get into the snow. Xu Fengnian knew that she was thin-skinned, which was completely different from the one lying on the recliner beside her, and repeated it: "I heard that you learned the piano, lend me one time?"

She bit her lip and nodded, "I'll help the young master to get the piano."

Xu Fengnian smiled and said, "It's okay to walk slowly."

Although the woman nodded vigorously, she still turned around and ran away, obviously treating it as windy in her ears and snow in her temples.

Xuanyuan Qingfeng pulled the corner of his mouth and slowly spit out the words, "I'm infatuated."

The woman ran quickly with the piano, and her fingers were still trembling when she picked off the cloth. Xu Fengnian thanked her and took the new piano that was not very valuable. She touched her sleeves and hovered over to make the piano platform.

Xu Fengnian closed his eyes and his arms were hanging in the air, and he was not in a hurry to play the piano.

There are millions of households in Northern Liang, and how many of them are covered with iron clothes and dry bones?

Listen to who is beating the beauty drum, and see who is the slaughter of the world.

The sky is full of stars, who can sleep?

When Xu Fengnian bowed his head, his eyes were red and his lips trembled slightly in unknown ways.

One hand suddenly rings the strings.

knock!

A brilliant and spiritual song of Beiliang Town.

The sound of the piano in the snow is like the horse's hooves of the Northern Liang Iron Cavalry as thunder.
Chapter completed!