The Snowy Path of the Heroic Blade Chapter 65: Appetite


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He Xinliang Chapter 65 Appetite

  

  The Fighting Swordsman in the Snow Author: Fenghuo Opera Princes

  

  [Update time]2013-10-3123:15:55[Word count]4046

  

  Shangyin Xuegong has a Meritorious Forest. Don’t look at it and don’t go. Only Mr. Jishang can enter. Xu Fengnian has studied the geographic maps of the Xuegong and he is very familiar with it. I thought that he would be blocked along the way. , But when he entered the forest of steles, the world was lonely and there was only flying snow, and his footprints left a series of small pits in the snow, which were immediately covered by continuous snow. Before, he went to the Lianhu Xiaolou where his second sister studied and sat for a while, but no one came forward to point out. Xu Fengnian walked into the forest of steles that record the merits of ancestors and sages. The steles vary in size. The inscriptions on the steles are mostly epitaphs, but the tombs are often not behind the steles. The steles are like an alternative history. Xue Gong Hou Shan. Xu Fengnian squatted down in front of an exceptionally slender stone stele, wiped away the snow with his sleeves. The epitaph on the stele had the charm of jade chopsticks before the Great Qin Dynasty. Xu Fengnian raised his head and looked at the rusty snow flakes, and picked a relatively majestic one next to him. Sitting on the stone stele with his back, I don’t know how long it took. I opened my eyes and saw a petite figure in a fur coat staggering over, holding a bamboo basket covered with cotton in his arm. To squat down, as if seeing a pair of black eyeballs hanging in the air, sitting on the ground with fright, Xu Fengnian stood up and shook his body covered with snow, with an apologetic expression, stretched out his hand to lift the horned girl who didn’t know each other. He thought that the little girl would walk straight over like this, but he never thought that she happened to stop in front of this stone monument, causing her to suffer a false alarm. The horned girl patted her chest and glared at the haunting white-headed enemy. Xu Fengnian asked about it. Only then did I know that no coincidence did not make a book. The little girl's surname is Ouyang and her ancestral home is Takioka. The inscription behind her is a memorial essay made by her father. Xu Weixiong sheds tears every time she reads it. Home letters are like short nagging and trivial words in a parent. They didn't feel anything at first, they just felt plain and plain, and they would be forgotten after reading them. Now and after the crown, after every change, I helped the little girl to wipe off the scurf and read the sacrificial text again, but the corners of her mouth were pursed, and she didn't dare to let the little girl see her face. She was still innocent and innocent years, her grandparents passed away, she was not born, she naturally did not feel too much personal pain, growing up in a school, and carefree, after she put down the basket, she thought about herself broken, Xu Fengnian Only then knew that today was her grandfather’s memorial day and that this place was indeed a tomb. It was just that her parents had traveled far, so she told her to come to the grave today, but an unexpected snowfall caused the little girl to suffer a lot. He scolded God countless times on the road. The little girl finally caught a guy who could talk and whispered to the tombstone: "Mr. Xu, who I admire most, once said that my father’s sacrificial essays are from the heart, and there is not a single word that deliberately beats the tomb. It is the best sacrificial essay. I don’t know much about this either. I just think that Dad’s writing is simple and calm, just like teaching and teaching with him, and always can’t tell the truth. I haven’t taught a few proud students in the academy for so many years. If it hadn’t been for everyone from Xu to say something nice for him, the family wouldn’t be able to unravel the pot a few years ago. The box my mother used to wear her dowry was getting empty. Chai, it won't work right now."

  

   Xu Fengnian smiled softly: "You are still a child."

  

  The horned girl surnamed Ouyang gave a blank look, "You sometimes have a poisonous mouth, just like eating a green snake, centipede, scorpion, and can make our academy master Qi Qiqiangyan, but also stupid. How can you talk to a woman like this, I see, you must have not been pleased with Sister Yu, did you?"

  

   Xu Fengnian squatting with his arms in his chest, smiling: "I ate the green snake centipede, you ate the crow?"

  

  The little girl is clever, raised her fist, pretending to be fierce and evil, "You are the crow's mouth!"

  

   Xu Fengnian smiled and narrowed his eyes. At this moment, his eyes appeared to be narrow and spiritual. The entire handsome face was filled with warmth. It is hard to imagine that this was the feminine and aggressive Beiliang number one dude. Public practice is the best way to experience a person's eyesight and deeds. When others sharpen their heads and want to jump into the official dyeing vat, Xu Fengnian has already watched bizarre good shows in the vat. Although the claw girl next to her behaves like a heroine, like a child king, her clothes are thin, and the loose clothes she wears at this time are even more dilapidated. The family is obviously not comparable to her peers on the shore of Buddha Palm, and another five years later. In six years, the children have learned about the power of those soft knives in the world, and I am afraid that they will be bullied by their playmates who had no guesses at the beginning. Although the Shangyin Academy has been a sacred place for learning since ancient times, since a hundred schools of thought are contending, there must be disputes. For example, military strategists are especially prosperous during the Spring and Autumn Chaos. Xiongcai snatched it away, but at that time, this wave of blind looting was really missed by several countries. For example, today, the scene of the scholar saving the country is no longer the grand occasion of the year. Mr. Jishang and Jixia students are mostly dormant, inevitably entangled with firewood, rice, oil, salt and fly camping doggou. Liu Wenbao recommends more than a dozen people. , It’s just a waste of time.

  

   The horned girl raised the basket and asked: "Will you follow me?"

  

  Xu Fengnian shook his head, "I'm leaving the school."

  

   She wrinkled and had a pair of delicate eyebrows in the shape of willow leaves. She looked down at the bamboo basket. Poor children were in charge of the house early. The ancestors' food in the basket should not be wasted, but she has a small appetite. Although it is not easy to go bad in winter, after all The meal is warm, and the taste is spoiled. Of course, the main reason is that she feels that it is really boring to walk the two miles alone, and it is better to have a talking companion on the return journey than to be alone. Xu Fengnian smiled, "If you don't mind if I eat for nothing, I will go with you."

  

General    horned girl snapped his fingers gracefully, still the playful mantra: "It's time."

  

   Returning from the wind and snow, the horned girl stepped on a pair of pretty brocade boots with good texture weaving on her feet. But if we didn’t change it for many years, the satin silk was worn out to withstand wind and rain, and she walked from home to this morality. Lin, is almost saturated, the little girl was upset that she hurried to cook, she forgot to change her shoes when she went out, distressed and blamed herself, but thinking of the upcoming Chinese New Year, her mother promised to buy her a new pair of shoes in the first month, she was a little expectant. . Xu Fengnian took the bamboo basket and let her walk behind her. She suddenly found a big living person in the forest of steles. The little girl was very interested, and she did not have any shallow taboos. When she reported herself to her family, she said something about Chen. The old story of Sesame Rotten Millet. She said that her grandfather was a great writer in the old North Han with two-sleeved breeze. He made beautiful articles, but on the eve of the end of the country, he was dismissed after saying a few words of justice to a general surnamed Xu in the temple. , He almost beheaded, and went to the academy to teach Wangba Yili, but was also excluded. Her father took over the family's learning mantle and was also an apprentice. The little girl is not afraid to expose her shortcomings. Xu Fengnian and her went to the two-entry small courtyard where they lived with several Jishang gentlemen. Most of the other Xuegong Jiqun's window papers also showed a sense of celebration, except that there was only one set in front of her house. When the grapes stand in the winter, there is no greenery, only the vines and branches are left, which is even more bleak. The little girl is quiet and happy. It is estimated that following the temperament of her parents, she raised her head and smiled when she walked through the grapes: Okay, take off two or three skewers and set aside an hour in the Buddha Palm Lake. They are so delicious that the peaches in the sky are incomparable. They recruit mosquitoes at night. I'm not happy."

  

Two rooms in   , a small stove room was opened in the narrow corridor outside. The horned girl changed her boots, set up the stove, put the soaked boots on the side of the stove, and then went to uncover the pot of warm food and let Xu Fengnian Conveniently, he took a small bench and sat at the door. From the corner of his eye, he could see the little girl's "boudoir" corner, small tables and cabinets, simple and clean.

  

   The sky is getting dark, but the snow is shining. It is a bit brighter than usual. The other houses in the yard have their doors closed to block the wind and snow. Xu Fengnian squeaked, opened the door, and ran out of the previous one. The young boy who was thrown over by the horns by the lake has red lips and white teeth. When he grows up, he will probably be a handsome and elegant scholar. The little boy does not hold any grudges. He thought about eating, so he ran to the door to find the childhood sweetheart. Even if you don't speak, or even risk being beaten by her, just look at it. But when the child saw the stranger who had annoyed Master Qi in the pavilion, he was a little timid, standing at the door, frustrated. A middle-aged man who was holding an ancient scroll quietly came to the door somehow, followed his son’s sight and saw Xu Fengnian sitting on a small bench. He thought about it, and after holding the book with one hand, he crossed the threshold and approached Ouyang. The door of the house smiled and said: "Xiao Muyu, are guests here?"

  

  While the gentleman spoke politely, he smiled and nodded with Xu Fengnian. Xu Fengnian also stood up and said without losing his courtesy: "I have seen Mr. Jigami."

  

   This statement is quite satisfactory. The good thing is that there is nothing wrong with it. The government and the public laughed and said that they were sweeping and messing around in the academy. Outside, they can be honored as Mr. The horned girl nicknamed Little Muyu poked her head out of the stove and smiled and said, "Good Uncle Qin."

  

   With a few polite greetings, the gentleman surnamed Qin turned and left, and the noise was a little louder when the door closed. The horned girl hummed: "This guy is almost Qi Shence's queen's helper. He gives each other poems every three and five points. There is a bit of knowledge, and there is not the slightest bit of vigor. These years, he has earned a lot of brushstrokes. , I ran to my house in two days and said that I would move away. I said that the distance is not as good as the neighbors, how unwilling to be, but every time I talk about it, I will say that living in a private house is not far from Wang Dajijiu, hey , Is to show off his solid family background to my parents."

  

   Xu Fengnian took the rice bowl, chewed slowly, raised his head and smiled with the little girl who was standing and eating: "I want to see others well."

  

   The little girl rolled her eyes and said: "You have more principles."

  

   Xu Fengnian took a sudden turn, and said with a smirk: "However, in addition to parting and giving friends, apart from parting and giving friends, the literati poosers and brothel prostitutes do the most. I don’t know that you, Uncle Qin, and Da Young Master Qi Who is it."

  

   The horned girl blushed, but her eyes were full of sincere joy, and she smiled, ""You really hurt. "

  

   After eating the meal, the little girl patted her round belly and burped a lot. Xu Fengnian took the table and chopsticks and was about to go to the kitchen room. She looked at the shocked expression of the gods and ghosts and held the bowl with both hands. Xu Fengnian, who held the chopsticks, smiled and said: "A gentleman is only a good cook, do you think I look like it?"

  

  The little girl said with a deep pain: "Sister Yu met you, it's really unsatisfactory to meet people."

  

  Xu Fengnian smiled and said: "Yes."

  

   After washing the dishes and chopsticks slowly, Xu Fengnian used her sleeve as a rag to dry her hands. The little girl sat on the edge of the fire with her cheek in a daze. Xu Fengnian was still sitting on the small bench, and the little girl glanced at the door outside. Feixue was dense, and he sighed helplessly: "If it doesn't snow, I can count the stars at night. I can count more than a thousand, isn't it amazing?"

  

  Xu Fengnian smiled and nodded: "Awesome."

  

   horned girl curled her lips and said: "I'm not sincere."

  

   Xu Fengnian followed her and looked out the door. They were silent for a long time. After a long time, they said softly: "When I was young, I heard adults say that the starry sky at night is a big lantern full of fireflies."

  

   The little girl chuckled and said: "When I see fireflies in summer, I see one firefly and kill one."

  

  Xu Fengnian glanced at the smirking horned girl, "Unlucky for anyone who marries you in the future."

  

   The little girl put her cheek on her cheeks, hurting the spring and sad autumn and said: "Who said it wasn't."

  

   In the evening, an old man with a clean sack walked slowly into the hospital, with a blue jersey, hemp shoes, and a suet jade pendant hanging from his waist. Thousands of people in the Academy, Yang Jiaer has never forgotten ~ IndoMTL.com~ I still don't recognize this grandfather, Xu Fengnian knows, a big smelly chess basket who thinks he is a top national player, he was killed with Xu Xiao on the top of Qingliang Mountain. Well-matched, good at regretting chess, Xu Fengnian watched the game like a fight. However, this old man was the second sister's master, and was the first person in the world to be well-versed in the struggle for hegemony.

  

  In the side of the horned girl, the old man sat down carelessly and asked brazenly: "Little girl, do you have any more food?"

  

   Although the little girl is pungent, her family education is actually very strict, she stood up and smiled: "Old gentleman, I have it in my house."

  

   Xu Fengnian stretched out his hand and quietly snatched the jade pendant from the waist of the old man who had almost become the wine of the Shangyin Academy. Money."

  

   The old man's face was as usual, smiling and nodding, and did not give the little girl a chance to refuse, "If I don't accept it, I won't eat it."

  

   The little girl shook her head vigorously, and said solemnly: "Can we all be so tacky?"

  

   Xu Fengnian and Wang Jijiu looked at each other and smiled. Xu Fengnian did not return the jade pendant to the wine. The latter waited for the little girl to go to the stove to make a meal, and calmly asked: "I have six hundred people, North Liang dare to eat?" /

  

  Xu Fengnian thought for a while, "There are only those who starve to death. I haven't heard of anyone who will die."

  

   The old man shook his head and said solemnly: "It may not be."

  

  Xu Fengnian smiled and said: "These people will be able to reach Beiliang in the end. Are there any half of the people who will talk about it? You can't survive Beiliang."

  

   The old gentleman gave a hum, nodded and said: "That's true too."


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