Chapter 014 – A Pot of Northern Liang Wine

Winter has not yet begun, there is already a goose feather snow, to Tai’an City, this elegant woman put on a white fox fur.

This small half a decade, the capital stirred more than, a variety of reward promotion, not to mention, there is the North Liang son of the bold destruction of the Royal Road, the impeachment of the Magistrate Zhang fly like snow in the sky, are sunk, not once by the Imperial Pen Zhu batch. The Taoist temple in the city said that Xu Fengyen is relying on the power of the fake yin and monster, will not be able to lift the head of the three feet of God’s pleasure, the words are conclusive, so that the people of the city wells and tiles are busy with the custom of mending the winter in order to thank God are convinced, in addition to this, there is also a sensational event in the capital, the Ministry of the Ministry of the Army, Lu Baijie, and the foreigners who have been defeated in three battles in the Eagle Terrace Sword Rivalry, the Prince of Heaven personally allowed the Secretary Lu to take a leave of absence for a day, both sides climbed to the Eagle Terrace! Than the sword before, just before the beginning of snowfall, a cold Confucian attire Lu Squire negative sword Baxiu floated to, worthy of a sword full of fairy gas said, some of the original feeling that this member of the Jiangnan Lu’s not qualified to serve as a minister of the Ministry of War in the capital, that day also have not yet out of the sword of Lu Baijie elegance, and then it is the hangdog swordsman on the stage, finally changed a less scruffy bright line, this guy first defeat! Wu family sword mound woman sword service, and then defeated the capital sword master Qi Jiajie, three defeated in the East Vietnam sword pool Bai Jiangshan, already has the name of Wen Busheng, strange to say, this guy looks not pleasing to the eye, especially not the women’s favor, but after three defeats in a row in a grimy face, in the bottom of the city is extremely popular, and even many soldiers and soldiers have a high regard.

When Wen Bousheng slowly on stage, the people on the sidelines, there are full of gas in the people yell Wen Bousheng this time should win once, surnamed Wen’s downtrodden swordsman cursed back on the spot, go to your mother! Watching the people of the three religions and nine streams, no matter how young or old the woman, most frowned disgust, but the coarse old masters are booming applause, waving flags and shouting for him. This time than the sword, according to the eagle platform is a good place to enjoy the snow and landscape, plus Lu Baijie has a prominent official status, there are rumors that several princes will be micro-suited light car quietly came to press the eagle platform, but also the sound and color of the double armor of the great beauty of the Li Baishi fanfare in person, so compared to the first three times to come to the crowd of people, but who all know, in fact, they were curious to look forward to the son of the Northern Liang wearing a sword to show up that day, that day will be the court! After the withdrawal of the dynasty, the surname Xu’s son of the feudal lords is only with the State Council fight, how can be addictive enough for the small people, thinking about this time to make a fuss will press the eagle platform, was the capital of the children of the officials and eunuchs entangled in the evil, the evil dog fight into a mess to be wonderful.

Xu Fengyen in the sword before, had already walked out of the lower Mawei stage hall, ready to take the car to press the eagle platform to make a harmless fun, only to see a poor to the extreme old Confucian squatting under the dragon’s claw acacia, anxious. Xu Fengnian was dumbfounded, hesitated, returned to the backyard of the post house, and let the green bird warm a pot of yellow wine. Xu Fengyen can’t forget, remember who the old scholar outside the post house is, when he left Huishan boat to the river, coinciding with the second sister Xu Weixiong from the closed mountain 500 years of the earth lung mountain with dragon sand to the Shangyin Palace of Learning, this is called Liu Wenbao of the Southern Tang Dynasty survivors get Xu Weixiong a miscellaneous but not refined comments, and when he tried to introduce himself to the mouth is Zhang Juluzhu Zhao Youling Wang Xionggui Yuan Guo Hanlin and other prominent ministers of the current dynasty, and threatened to use the power of the phase to analyze the temple. Begin to analyze the temple event, Xu Fengyen was not happy with the old scholar’s language is not shocking, gave him a closed door, did not expect this old man back to his roots and return to his hometown, on the legs and feet to come to the capital to block their own, the heavy heart of the merit and fame is evident.

Near noon, catching the stage child Ziliang and the youngest daughter of childhood with a few full portion of the mahogany food box stepped into the courtyard, almost winter, the capital this piece of the fashionable stewed lamb and dumplings, in addition to these two kinds of there is a pot of tender ginger and overflowing with the aroma of the duck, Xu Fengyen changed into a plainclothes, sitting under the eaves of the house to enjoy the snow, see the father and daughter two people to send lunch, went to help the panting woman to take a slightly boiling hot food box, the unusual home Can’t afford to use this kind of nearly imperial wood material expensive food box, Tong Ziliang is also borrowed from someone, always have to set off the identity of the son of Beiliang in order to rest his conscience. The appearance is not like Tong Ziliang that the five big and three thick elegant woman red face after handing over the food box, hands twisted twisted behind the back, slightly wiped away the burning feeling of the fingertips. Ever since His Highness knew her name, he always made fun of herself with Xiaonian, which always made her blush. Green bird has moved out tables and stools resting on the eaves, Xu Fengyen smiled and greeted Tong Ziliang and childhood to dine together, Tong Ziliang million dare not, waving his hand to push, still can not defeat His Highness the son of the world’s insistence, only to overstep the rules of sitting down, with his daughter sitting squarely on a bench, Xu Fengyen green bird Xuanyuan Qingfeng each sitting on one side, lifted the lid of the food box, steaming hot, Tong Ziliang picked up the chopsticks before, a small voice to report that: “Your Highness, outside the post house there is a famous old Confucian scholar guarding under the tree.”

“Come on, Xiaonian, I’m a guest, your master will taste it first.”

Xu Fengnian took his chopsticks and tore open the stewed duck whose ginger flavor did not mask the meat’s aroma, picked up a piece and put it into the young woman’s bowl first, snickered, then nodded to Tong Zi Liang and said, “I know that person’s identity, don’t pay attention to this side of the post house.”

Tong Ziliang nodded, see the side of the daughter timid red face did not dare to move chopsticks, but also some smile, the reason why often bring her to this courtyard, no heart, just simply want to let their own children to see more see the great general’s firstborn son, it is strange to say, a few older siblings before childhood, came to the courtyard once after the, do not dare to or do not want to come, which makes the child Ziliang to the home is angry and dropped the chopsticks, but the children Growing up, it is no longer a child father a glare a training can be obedient, since the youngest daughter is not afraid, Tong Ziliang happy not too late, naturally happy to set up the opportunity, as for the daughter of that point of love and admiration, Tong Ziliang a rough, even if you look in the eyes know in the heart, but also don’t know how to go to break, just as His Highness in the lower Mawei live not for a long time, the years a long time, but also the yard of this snow in general. No need to sweep, will melt away on its own.

After eating a sumptuous lunch, Tong Ziliang got up and left, instructing his daughter to slowly clean up the dishes, Xu Fengyen looked at the old acacia in the courtyard quickly spread a layer of snow mat, turned his head to the green bird and said: “Take a bag of silver money, throw it to Liu Wenbao outside the courtyard, don’t say anything.”

Qing bird nodded, went back to the house and filled a small bag of broken silver, gently out of the courtyard. Xuanyuan Qingfeng looked at the food still left on the table and asked, “The kindness of a meal can be more of a gift than a bag of silver. Is this how you buy people’s hearts? Isn’t it clumsy?”

Xu Fengnian shook his head with a smile and said, “Raising a scholar in a powerful warlord is just like a flamboyant celebrity coaching a young servant girl or taming a hawk and horse, it’s the same thing, you have to wear down the arrogance first, but you can’t wear down the backbone as well. I can not be wide open to anyone, always have to know these guys for glory and wealth, in the end there are a few pounds of arrogance there are a few two bones. That Liu Wenbao if fall down silver angry and go, before leaving not forget to scold me a few words do not know the goods, that is the arrogance of far heavier backbone, this kind of pedantic scholar, deserved his life no way to make a name for himself. But if he accepted the silver money, groveling, begging the green bird to see me one side, put words to say how much real talent he has, I really do not care. Beiliang does not need to be embroidered articles singing the praises of the generation, in that barren land, the dead book life is not long, and cunning readers in Beiliang is not beneficial. Let’s bet, this Liu Wenbao is what kind of behavior? A small gamble, a hundred taels of gold, how about it?”

Childhood who had his ears pricked up on the side opened his mouth wide in surprise when he heard one hundred taels of gold, unable to speak.

Xuanyuan Qingfeng laughed coldly, “Fine, I bet that this old rotten scholar won’t even take that ‘food handed out in contempt’, ignore it and continue to wait in the snow.”

Xu Fenian shook his head, “Then I bet he takes over the silver and then continues to wait for me to come back to him.”

The green bird returned with quick steps and said softly, “Liu Wenbao accepted the silver money and said that he would first go back to fill up his stomach and buy a warm sable fur, then come back to wait for Gongzi. Before he left, he also asked me if there were any leftovers in the post house, if there were, he just saved a sum of money.”

Childhood hid a smile.

Xuanyuan Qingfeng tsked, “This old man’s hard skin is fine, with you things are similar to each other, in the future, 80% will talk to each other.”

Xu Fengnian laughed, “Even if neither of us lost or won. Let’s bet again next? Let’s add another hundred taels to the bet, and bet on how many days this Liu Wenbao can wait. Of course the premise is that I ignore him before this.”

Xuanyuan Qingfeng said flatly, “Then I have to know how many days you will know to stay in the capital first.”

Without waiting for Xu Fenian to reply, she chestily said, “I bet that if you stay in the capital for a few days, old man, he will wait for a few days.”

Xu Fengyen stood up and stretched out his palm to catch the refreshing snowflakes, “I hope I lose. Two hundred taels of gold for a true scholar, Northern Liang is not a loss.”

Xu Fengyen stood under the eaves and stretched out his hand to catch the snow, unknowingly catching a handful of snow.

The woman who was also known as “Xiao Nian” was mesmerized and lost in thought, and when he turned around and looked at himself, she was still unaware of it.

Xuanyuan Qingfeng chose a rattan chair to recline, swaying, holding his forehead and watching the snow.

Xu Fengyen reached out and waved his hand in front of the gentle woman’s eyes, a face of warmth, she finally returned to the soul back to God, so ashamed that she could not wait to drill into the snow, Xu Fengyen knew that she was thin-skinned, with the side of the recliner lying on the chair that is very different, repeated: “I heard that you learn the qin, lending me a time?”

She bit her lip and nodded, “I will help you to fetch the qin.”

Xu Fengnian smiled warmly, “It doesn’t matter if you walk slower.”

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

Xuanyuan Qingfeng pulled the corner of his mouth, slowly spit out two words, “obsessed.”

The woman holding the piano ran in a hurry, remove the wrap when still trembling fingers, Xu Fengyen a thank you, received this is not how valuable new qin, a wipe of the sleeve, twelve flying swords hovering to do the piano stage.

Xu Fengyen closed his eyes, arm suspended in the air, not in a hurry to stroke the zither.

Northern Liang jagged millions of households, how many of them iron clothes wrapped withered bones?

Try to listen to who is playing the drum of beauty, try to see who is the Yangmai human butcher.

Stars and dices fill the sky, who sleeps also?

When Xu Fengnian lowered his head, his eyes reddened and his lips trembled unnoticed.

One hand violently struck the strings of the zither.

Knock!

A brilliant Northern Liang Zhen Ling Song.

The sound of the zither in the snow, such as the hooves of the Northern Liang iron horsemen like thunder.

Lower Mawei stage pavilion under the dragon’s claw acacia, squatting an old Confucian, take silver money from the pawnshop to buy a piece of hair off the old sable fur, is stuffed in the mouth with meat buns, heard the sound of the zither, slowly stop wolf swallowing, leaning against the cold old acacia tree, closed his eyes, whispered: “to a pot of green ants how good it is.”