Hunting for the Southern Song Dynasty

"It's snowing. It's snowing again!" Tingting shouted outside the door.

My master Sixteen Niang and I drank each other without moving, the snow outside seemed to have nothing to do with us.

Sixteen Niang stared at me and said: "The officials from the North Gate used to come to my place to drink. As long as I set up the chopsticks and the wine glass, he would definitely come, but these days...he never came again. The wine glass and wine glass Chopsticks are not used either."

I dare to say that these chopsticks and wine glasses are for the officials of the North Gate, it seems that I am being affectionate again.However, Liu Niang let me use the chopsticks and wine glass now, is she implying something to me?

"Aren't you afraid that the officials from the North Gate will come and see me drinking with you, and blame you?"

"He won't come. He won't." Sixteen Niang kept shaking her head.Some women seem to despair when a man alienates him.

I stood up, walked over, took her hand, "I will accompany you!"

Instead of avoiding it, she just stared at me blankly, as if she had lost her soul.Could it be that she regards me as a senior official at the North Gate?When it comes to feelings, ladies also like to embellish one another. It seems that they are good for this one, but they are actually another one in their hearts.

"Liu Niang!" Yizhen suddenly barged in like a snowman and stomped her feet. I quickly let go of my hold on Liu Niang and went to get the pot, pretending to pour wine for Liu Niang.

"Hey, I'm drinking again." Yizhen said as if he didn't see anything, walked towards the door, turned around and shook the snow on the snow on the hood.

Sixteen Niang said: "It's so cold! You also sit down and have a drink!"

"How dare we be servants? You are drinking, I will go to the study first, and wait for Teacher Zhou to teach me how to write." Yizhen ran out quickly.

Sixteen Niang said: "Xiao Zhou, how is this wine?"

"Very, very good."

"This is Xiaolei going to get a drink. Although this Xiaolei is a bit ugly and lazy, but forcing her to run errands can do something."

"Well, if Sixteen Niang can tolerate her, we have nothing to say."

"It's not that I can tolerate it. Let's take a look again. If there is a suitable one, find a way to sell it. You can eat something and go as soon as possible. Don't let Yizhen wait for you."

I nod.Drain the wine and start eating.After wiping his mouth after eating, he went to the study to teach Yizhen how to write.

I watched Yizhen write for a while, and felt that her handwriting was very stylish, and it was really hard to talk nonsense, so I said: "Your handwriting is very good, just practice according to your own style, have you ever learned calligraphy before?" ah?"

Yizhen said: "My grandfather's handwriting is very good. I learned from him when I was young."

I said, "To be honest, my handwriting is inferior to yours."

"Where is there, Mr. Zhou's calligraphy has a sense of immortality that cannot be learned. Of course, I sincerely ask you for advice because of appreciation. Teacher, why don't we play a game and write poems on a piece of paper together."

"how to write?"

"It's actually simple. I write a sentence, and you write a sentence. But there is one thing, each sentence must come from a different poem, and you can't think about it for too long. Do you think it will work?"

"Okay. You write first."

Yizhen and I confronted poetry with pen and ink. In fact, when I was dumb, I once confronted Furong like this.

Yizhen wrote: There are beauties in the north,

I wrote: the mind cannot speak.

Three days into the kitchen,

Jade plate delicacies are worth tens of thousands of dollars.

The courtyard is a little deep,

The snow presses down on the plum shoots and the top of the wall deflects.

At this time, Sixteen Niang walked in.

"Write quickly, keep writing." I urged Yizhen.

Yizhen took a pen and said with a smile: "You lost!"

"How did I lose?"

"Which poem does "Snow pressing on the wall of plum shoots" come from? Which one wrote it?"

"Of course there is a source. How could I write it without a source? This poem is called "Yong Mei". As for who wrote it, there is no name, but many people in our village can recite this poem."

"Then you look behind your back?"

"Yongmei, Qionghua and broken jade are long in the sky, and the two mountains are the same color but there is no words. But when you see the ruts, you can't see people, and the snow presses on the plum blossoms and the wall is deflected."

Yizhen said: "It's passable, but it always feels like you made it up."

"Haha, you can't say that. There are many people who write poems, so naturally there are many poems written. It is inevitable that there will be many bad ones, but everyone in our village remembers this bad poem."

"Don't be old in your village, your eyes should be enlarged, okay?"

While we were talking, I suddenly felt a little neglected by Liu Niang, so I smiled at Liu Niang.

Yizhen might have sensed it too, and hurriedly said to Liu Niang: "Liu Niang, do you want to try to write?"

Sixteen Niang said: "I don't know these characters, and I can't write them either."

Yizhen said: "You can compare and draw."

Sixteen Niang took the pen in my hand and drew some characters that we didn't know.

Yizhen said: "Liu Niang, what do you read when you write this?"

Sixteen Niang smiled and shook her head.

The three of us scribbled and drew in the study, which was interesting.

Yizhen said, "I'm leaving."

I said, "I'll see you off."

Sixteen Niang said: "Let Tingting deliver it. Tingting..."

Ai Tingting responded and also ran in.

Sixteen Niangs said: "Take the lantern and send Yizhen off."

Tingting said: "It's snowing so hard outside! Why don't you go back and sleep with me."

Yizhen said: "How can I do that? It would be nice if I could have some free time. If I leave for a long time, the officials at the North Gate will be unhappy."

Liu Niang asked: "Is the official from the North Gate still at Meiniang's place tonight?"

Yizhen said: "Mei Niang has not been feeling well for the past two days. The officials have gone to Wu Niang's place early."

"Oh." Sixteen Niang turned and left the study.

Yizhen said: "Liu Niang, you don't have to worry, I guess he will definitely come to you in these two days."

Tingting said: "Liu Niang, let Xiao Zhou accompany me to send the gift, or I won't dare to come back alone."

Sixteen Niang said: "Okay. Go and come back quickly."

Sending Yizhen back, Tingting walked quickly in front, I walked very slowly, I listened carefully to the sound of stepping on the snow, it was very nice.

Of course, the wind blew my ears and my face hurt, so I kept rubbing my hands and face.

Tingting turned her head and urged me: "Can you hurry up, in such a cold day, you don't want to freeze?"

I ran a few times quickly, kicking up the snow on my feet.

Tingting said: "Let me ask you, didn't Zhang Jun's soldiers defeat Liu Thief and Jin soldiers? Why are we still surrounded by golden soldiers?"

I said, "Our place is special. In the past, our place was not a border area, but now, it is different, and it is a border area. Naturally, it will be chaotic."

"Then tell me, if the golden soldiers take down our county one day, will we die?"

"Not necessarily, you may be able to marry the officials of Jin Thief and Liu Thief as a wife with your beauty."

"Bah! Who do you think I am. They are coming, and I will fight them hard. I don't understand, you are so good at it, why don't you vote for Zhang Jun, Yue Fei, or Liu Guangshi, If you don't vote for Han Shizhong, why are you staying in this deep house?"

"Haha, you know a lot, you know all these people."

"I haven't seen it anyway. I keep hearing it from others, so I remember it. You haven't answered my question yet?"

"I don't know what will happen to me in the future. I'm just taking one step at a time. When I saw that Beimen's family was listed in Ruye County, I announced the list."

"I can tell, you like Sixteen Niangs, have you met Sixteen Niangs before?"

"Nothing."

"Then you just like Wu Niang."

"Not at all."

"Then let me ask you, do you like Jahani?"

"how come?"

"Why not? I have evidence."

"What evidence do you have?"

"Don't tell you!"

"We didn't do anything anyway."

When Tingting came under a tree, I kicked the tree, and the snow fell on Tingting's head. Tingting yelled "It's so cool!", and chased me.

I ran around the tree, and sometimes when she was close to the tree, I did the same thing, tried and tested.

Tingting turned her head and left, ignoring me.

I follow behind her.

She was also quick enough, holding a lantern in one hand, and stuffing snow into my neck with the other, I took the opportunity to grab her and hold her in my arms...

"Lantern!" Tingting pushed me away as she spoke, "Tell me what it means that willow leaves are like eyebrows and hibiscus flowers are like brocade?"

"Where did you see that?"

"What's more, it took you a long time to open the door that night. When I went to help Jahani dress up, I found a hairpin on her bed. Jahani said that the hairpin belonged to you. These two sentences were engraved on it. If you didn't do it What, how did this hairpin end up on her bed?"

"Where is this hairpin now?"

"Of course it's in my hand."

"Give me back my hairpin!"

"It's okay, you have to confess to me."

"Ok."

Tingting and I walked slowly, and I told her the story of me and Xiaoduo.In fact, when it comes to Xiaoduo, I feel a little heartbroken.So I try not to think about her as much as possible, including Cao Hua, including Mei Ling.

Back at Liuniang's small courtyard, Tingting and I stopped talking, and Xue Ye was silent.

I suddenly thought of Xiaolei in the shack, and said, "What should Xiaolei do in such a cold day?"

Tingting said: "Let's go. Let's go and have a look."

When we went to the shack, Xiaolei was nowhere to be seen.

Tingting said: "Oops, didn't he run away? I'll report to Sixteen Niang."

Arriving under Liu Niang's window, Tingting shouted: "Liu Niang, Xiao Lei is gone!"

"I asked her to sleep in your room, the three of you can squeeze together." Sixteen Niang said.

It seems that the sixteen mothers are indeed kind-hearted.

Sixteen Niang asked: "Why did you two come back?"

Tingting thought for a while, then lied and said, "We went to the palace painter and asked her to paint your portrait."

"I don't paint."

"Liu Niang is so beautiful, why don't you paint it? We have already agreed with the palace painter."

"Anyway, I don't draw!"

Tingting and I looked at each other and smiled, she was lighting up with a lantern...

I blocked the snow and cold wind from the door, and went back to the house alone.

The snow outside the window was still falling, I lay on the bed and meditated quietly, thinking that it would be very boring to hang around in such a day.Today I cleaned up Zheng Shuang'er again, drank wine with Sixteen Niang, and told Tingting about Xiaoduo's story, the days just flowed in the bits and pieces, more and more bits and pieces were out of control...

I haven't been here for many days, and I have met many people, many unfamiliar people, men, women, and when I really get to know these people one day, I might leave again...

This may be a kind of wandering...

Although my hometown is still in my heart, it is getting farther and farther away from me. Maybe it's not just because of Jin Bing... The so-called good men have ambitions everywhere, just to persuade us to work hard everywhere.

I tossed and turned and couldn't sleep again, listening to the snow for a while, thinking wildly for a while, in a daze I heard someone knocking on my window——

bang bang bang...