Xiao Mo returned to the delicacies department and sent someone to deliver a portion of steamed dolphin and a portion of mutton stewed with radish to Princess Seventeen, along with a note.

The sky was overcast, and in the evening, it started to snow. Xiao Mo lay on the bed, tossing and turning all night, planning to go to Guanglu Temple tomorrow to find Wang Rong, Guang Luxun, to ask for some days off. Throughout the dynasties, the name of the imperial dining institution

neither belonging nor belonging

They are all the same. In the Jin Dynasty, the imperial catering institutions were all under the jurisdiction of Guanglu Temple. The chief official of Guanglu Temple, Guang Luxun, was Wang Rong. In the Jin Dynasty, ministers from wealthy families often held multiple positions. For example, Wang Rong was concurrently in charge of Guanglu Temple.

Lu Xun, Minister of the Ministry of Civil Affairs and many other positions.

Xiao Mo got up early, had finished dressing up, and put on a brand new white robe with a butterfly pattern. She opened the door, and before she could go out, there was a cold wind mixed with snowflakes from the roof that blew on her face and body.

My hair tightened, and I immediately went to put on another piece of clothes. Not only was my body cold, my heart was even colder.

Some worries: Is the heavy snow going to stop my trip? She went outside and looked at the sky. Fortunately, the sky was clear and the snow was no longer falling. She felt a little relieved. Although the snow had stopped, the northwest wind was stronger.

Yes, it snowed heavily last night, with a thick layer accumulated on the roof and the ground.

Xiao Mo came to Guanglu Temple and waited for a long time before Wang Rong arrived. Seeing Xiao Mo's dress, he asked strangely: "You are not preparing royal meals for the emperor in the delicacies department, why are you wearing this clothes again?"

Strange clothes come here?"

"I'm here to ask you for leave."

"Take leave? How many days? What are you going to do?"

"Go home."

"Go home? What are you kidding about? It's almost the end of the year, and there are constant banquets in the imperial court. It's the time when your officials, delicacies and other departments are busy. All the royal chefs are not allowed to ask for leave, let alone you, the delicacy order!"

Wang Rong flicked his sleeves, turned around and was about to leave, expressing his decisive position - no leave allowed. Xiao Mo took two steps forward and stood in front of him. Her fierceness came up: "No more banquets."

I'm busy, shouldn't I be allowed to ask for leave? Let me tell you, I'm giving you a lot of face by asking for leave. Whether you're right or not, I have to go home anyway."

When Wang Rong heard that Xiao Mo actually said such offensive words, he was furious and said: "You don't know how to commend yourself! A person like you who ignores the rules of the court and has no respect for his elders, how can he be worthy of such a delicacy? It's useless for me to promote you.

One game! I also tell you, if you want to ask for leave, you must stop doing this delicacy!"

"Huh huh huh." Xiao Mo snorted coldly, "If you don't want to do it, you won't do it. What's the big deal? Just tell the emperor today that you will exempt me from this delicacy! In short, I have to ask for my leave."

Seeing Xiao Mo's determination, Wang Rong lost his mind for a moment: Although Xiao Mo's delicacy order was recommended by himself, it was entirely in accordance with the emperor's wishes. If Xiao Mo's delicacy order was really to be dispensed with,

The emperor will definitely not agree; if Xiao Mo's leave is allowed, it will not work, it will break the rules.

Needless to say, the emperor would definitely be unhappy if Xiao Mo left the imperial banquet. It turns out that there are times when using official power to pressure people doesn’t work, so he slowly softened his tone and said, "If you insist on going home in a hurry now, what's the point?"

What's the matter? When you're done with this period of work, I'll give you a few more days off. Wouldn't that be better? "

"Of course I have my own matters, and I'm very urgent. As for what they are, I can't reveal them."

"The inconvenience of disclosing it means there is no legitimate reason. If there is no legitimate reason, I can't help it. It's not that I don't agree with your request for leave, but the emperor's royal banquet cannot be separated from you. If you don't believe me, go and ask in person. If your majesty agrees, I will naturally

Nothing to say."

"You should speak to the Emperor for me. He is receiving some envoy. I can't wait any longer and will leave immediately." After Xiao Mo finished speaking, he walked out the door.

"If the emperor takes the blame..." Wang Rong had just finished speaking when Xiao Mo had already disappeared.

Wang Rong shook his head angrily here. Xiao Mo had already run to his residence, packed his bags, and came to Shangshutai Mansion. She came to pick up the bay-red horse and sword stored here, and said goodbye to Shu Yan by the way. She pushed her gently.

Opening the door of Shu Yan's room, I saw that Shu Yan was not on duty today and was holding a writing brush.

, practicing calligraphy seriously. That tall and straight figure, handsome eyes, concentrated look, and free and easy posture made Xiao Mo stunned. This is the person she likes and the way she likes it. She even

I wavered in the idea of ​​going home—am I willing to leave him for so long?

"Xiao Mo!" After writing one word, Shu Yan saw him at the moment when he was relieved.

"Where is my bay-red horse and sword?" Xiao Mo went straight to the topic. She was afraid that she would not be able to make up her mind to leave after a long time!

"What are you doing with your horse? It's snowing heavily!"

"Go home."

"Go home? You were fine yesterday. I didn't hear you say you were going home. Why did you suddenly have to go home when you got up so early today?"

Seeing Shu Yan asking this, Xiao Mo felt happy in his heart: Every time I wanted to leave, he never stopped me, but today... "What, don't you want me to leave?"

Shu Yan was asked such a ghostly question by Xiao Mo. Thinking of the rumors that people outside had said about the two of them in the past, Shu Yan blushed and her heart skipped a beat. She said in embarrassment: "You have been away from home for so long. It's time to go back and take a look, so as not to worry about your parents."

The family is worried. Confucius once said, 'Parents are

, If you don’t travel far, you must travel well. What’s more, it’s the Chinese New Year. No matter how wandering outside, wanderers always have to go home during the Chinese New Year. It’s just a matter of filial piety. It’s just that you go home once, and you have traveled thousands of miles to catch up with such a person.

Heavy snow—you should wait a few days until the snow melts before leaving."

He was still so confused. Not only did he not stop me from leaving, but he also gave me a lot of reasons why I had to leave...

Speaking of his parents and family, little Merton felt ashamed. He often went out for three months or five months, depending on his mood, and never cared about how they worried about him. This time, it was almost a year after he left home.

Yeah... Thinking of this, she felt sour in her heart, and she became more determined to go home.

"When the snow melts, I'm afraid the New Year will be over."

Somehow, seeing that Xiao Mo was really leaving, Shu Yan felt really reluctant to leave, which was different from the parting time when he just moved into Shangshu Terrace Mansion.

"Thousands of miles away, facing wind and snow, I'm worried about you..."

"What's there to worry about? My bay horse and I have never experienced any environment? Besides, the snow scene you see is just what you see in front of you. Is it snowing all the way for two thousand miles? As I speak, I have already run away

We have traveled dozens of miles, please give me my sword."

Shu Yan brought the bay-red horse over and handed him the pair of swords: "Be careful on the road. Go early and come back early."

Xiao Mo got on the horse, took two steps, then turned around and said, "You just said 'worry about me'. Why are you worried about me? Safety on the road? Or are you afraid that I will leave and never come back?"

"How could you never come back? Your body has suffered such damage, where else can you go if you don't come back here? As the saying goes, your body is taught by your parents, and if you make such a decision privately, you cannot continue the family line.

, I'm worried about how you will explain it to your parents when you go back this time."

Xiao Mo smiled after hearing this. Even now, she can't reveal the truth. Shu Yan didn't know why Xiao Mo went to the palace to make delicacies, and he didn't know why he went back this time. He thought that Xiao Mo had always said

The wind is like the rain, and it is possible to make any strange and bizarre decisions suddenly, let alone such a common sense thing as going home. He has no idea that Xiao Mo decided to go home to his grandparents because of his casual words.

Learn to make wine.

"Of course I will come back!" Xiao Mo took out one of the swords and handed it to Shu Yan, "I will keep one of these swords for self-defense, and I will give this one to you. You can use it twice when you are bored. Also,

, you have to remember, 'I can't sleep if I don't speak, but I sneeze if I want to speak'. These are the two lines from the Book of Songs that you taught me. If I didn't sneeze, I wouldn't spare you when I came back;

And you, be prepared to sneeze often! Haha."

Before the laughter stopped, the red horse in white clothes galloped away and disappeared in the vast white snow in an instant.

…

The years passed by, and in a blink of an eye, the remaining winter was over, and early spring came again. The heavy snow that worried Shu Yan had long since melted away. But the sadness in Shu Yan's heart did not melt with the snow. Instead, with time,

The gathering of people became more and more intense. It was fine during the day, as I was busy with affairs and had no time to think about it. But at night, when I returned to my residence, this kind of melancholy came to my mind.

Loneliness arouses thoughts, and the bright moon adds to the melancholy. Today is the sun, Shu Yan cooks a simple meal by himself, and when he sits down to eat, he thinks of Xiao Mo. The kitchen is full of his shadow - the one who is calculating carefully.

I will do my best for him every night

The figure preparing an exquisite dinner. He is not a person who pursues delicious food or enjoyment, but he does eat more than usual for the dinner cooked by Xiao Mo. This is undeniable. Partly because of his excellent cooking skills, and more because of

The joy of two people getting along.

He went to the toilet and habitually turned over the signs and went in. When he came out and saw the signs on the wall, he thought of Xiao Mo again. The "ridiculous" act of going to the toilet and turning over the signs has now become a habit.

It was Xiao Mo and himself. Thinking of this, he couldn't help but want to laugh, laugh at the unlucky Ye Chong, laugh at the words on the sign he wrote, and laugh at how Xiao Mo had such an idea.

I picked up the book and sat in front of the lamp. I didn't read a few lines, but I felt a little absent-minded. Through the flickering light, it seemed that Xiao Mo was still sitting opposite, or quietly watching himself reading, or

I asked myself to teach him to read the Book of Songs: "Guan Guan Jujiu,

In the River Island. A graceful lady, a gentleman likes to talk." "I can't sleep when I don't want to talk, but I sneeze when I want to talk", "Who is thinking about it, the beauty from the West. That beauty is here, and the people from the West are here", "Peach's Yaoyao,

Poems such as "Sparkling flowers. When the son returns home, he will be suitable for his family" and so on.

"I also want to learn the poems that Sister Zhixin has learned." This is what Xiao Mo once said. Shu Yan once said that he asked Xiao Mo to call Zhi Xin sister-in-law, but Xiao Mo didn't listen. Shu Yan didn't know

Why, every time when Zhixin is mentioned, Xiao Mo's reaction will be abnormal, either inexplicably excited or inexplicably sentimental. Sometimes he will lose his temper inexplicably, and even the flute he plays will become more sad.
Chapter completed!