White Snake Demonstration Walk

Chapter 179 Meeting relatives, snowball fight

There was an unconcealable surprise in Wu Siming's voice. He looked straight at Qiao Chen'an in front of him. It would be a lie if he said he was not shocked. Although he was far away in Lin'an, the capital city, because of Wang Lizhi's relationship, he had also heard Talk about what happened in Hangzhou a few months ago.

The struggle among young scholars in these academies can also be regarded as a small microcosm of the struggle above the court in the future.

With the passage of time, many details of that competition were also passed on from word to mouth, until they reached the ears of the Minister of Rites not long ago.

The poems and essays written by the scholars on the competition also fell on his desk.

Wu Siming didn't think he could find another scholar who could write such palindromic poems in Hangzhou City, so he concluded almost instantly that the young man in front of him was the original author of the poems on the table.

And only he can make another poem with the same exquisiteness!
But he had some doubts in his heart. He knew that Qiao Chen'an was Wang Lizhi's student, but he had never had any friendship with Wang Lizhi and had different political views. , not to mention submitting a famous post, isn't this equivalent to slapping your teacher in the face?
Many thoughts passed through his mind, but his complexion did not change at all, only Qiao Chenan said with a smile: "Your servant's guess is right, these two poems are all written by me."

Although Wu Siming knew this earlier, he was still a little surprised to hear him admit it in person, and at the same time felt a little envious of Wang Lizhi in his heart. How could such a good student be born as a student of that fellow?

Assuming a gesture of invitation, Qiao Chenan entered the guest seat, and a servant brought tea. Wu Siming was obviously a very efficient and capable person, and said straight to the point: "Tell me, why do you go to Lin'an City to find the old man? You won't be afraid of being caught when you turn around." Your teacher heard and punished you heavily?"

Qiao Chenan said with a light smile: "The junior came to see the lord, naturally there is something important to do. Besides, my teacher is not an ignorant person, even if he knew that I came to your house, as long as he explained the reason, how could he punish me?"

Wu Siming snorted and said, "Tell me, what do you want from me?"

Qiao Chen'an smiled slightly, but did not answer his question, but said: "I wonder if my lord can believe that there are ghosts and gods in this world?"

After Wu Siming heard his words, he immediately shouted: "Your speech is strange, you and I are both people who have read the words of sages, how can you believe these absurd things?"

After finishing speaking, I found that Qiao Chen'an was still looking at me with a faint smile on his face. I had expected you to say that a long time ago, and his face was slightly unnatural, so he snorted coldly.

Qiao Chenan said: "Since my lord believes it, it will be much easier to talk about it." After a slight pause, he said: "May I ask if your lord has visited the Hangzhou mansion a few years ago?"

Wu Siming said: "That's right." When he received the imperial edict and visited the three continents, he had indeed been to Hangzhou Mansion. This matter was not a secret, and many people knew about it, so he was not at all surprised when he heard Qiao Chen'an's words.

Qiao Chen'an continued: "My lord passed by Qiantang later, but unfortunately encountered thieves and scattered all the money to save the lives of the entire group, but only your lord, your daughter was taken away by the thieves..."

"enough!"

An angry shout interrupted Qiao Chen'an's words, Wu Siming's face was as gloomy as water, his eyes looked a little cold and deep, he stared coldly at Qiao Chen'an in front of him, and said in a bad tone: "Did you come here specifically to bring up this matter to disgust the old man? ! If so, you can leave now!"

That incident back then was the pain of his life. Since then, he lost his only daughter, and heaven and man will always be separated. This incident has long been deeply buried in his memory. He thought he would never think of it again, but How can there be no reason not to be angry when people expose their scars mercilessly today?
Wu Qiuyue saw that her father and Qiao Chen'an were quite incompatible, and her pretty face turned pale. One of these two people is her favorite father, and the other is her favorite husband-in-law. The unhealable contradiction, how should she deal with herself at that time?
Qiao Chen'an's face remained unchanged, turning a blind eye to Wu Siming's unfriendly expression, and continued: "If you want to drive me away, you can, I'm afraid you'll never see your daughter again in this life..." As he spoke, he got up and walked out .

Wu Siming yelled: "Go away..." Just halfway through the word "go", his face suddenly changed, and he said in a louder voice, "What did you say, tell me clearly before you go!" From the seat Standing up, he took two quick steps forward, grabbed Qiao Chenan's shoulders regardless of etiquette, and fixed his eyes on him.

"What did you just say? You mean my daughter is not dead yet?!" Wu Siming's face was full of tension.

Qiao Chenan said: "Of course she is already dead. After your daughter was taken away that year, the group of thieves wanted to insult her innocence, so she hanged herself to keep her virginity."

Wu Siming's face turned red suddenly, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Are you playing tricks on the old man? Since my daughter is no longer alive, why talk about seeing her again?!"

Qiao Chenan looked at him without any timidity, and said with a smile: "This is going to return to the first question I just said. There are ghosts and gods in this world. Reincarnated, but turned into a ghost."

"Bullshit!"

Wu Siming reprimanded subconsciously, but soon after he stopped speaking, his eyes flickered, and his face showed a thoughtful expression. After a long time, he raised his head, looked at Qiao Chen'an and said, "What you said is true?" point.

Qiao Chen'an only smiled slightly, Wu Siming swallowed, let go of the palm of his shoulder, and said: "How do you know these things, since you said my daughter has become a ghost, where is she now?"

Qiao Chenan said: "Look!"

Running mana, the clouds under his feet immediately formed out of thin air, and the more they gathered, the thicker he was lifted up in an instant, suspended in the midair of the hall, he raised his hand and pointed forward, and a golden streamer turned into a long rainbow. The large pillar in the hall trembled rapidly, and sawdust fell like rain one after another, and finally pierced into the pillar with a clang sound, leaving only half of the sword body buzzing and trembling.

The word "Qiuyue" was left on the pillar of the temple.

Wu Siming's face was horrified, and he took two steps back subconsciously. Although he often heard people say that there are immortals who practice supernatural powers and profound methods in this world, he has always listened to them as stories, but he did not expect to see a real one today. Taoist of the Xian family, how can he not be surprised?

After being surprised, his face was full of nervousness, and he asked eagerly, "Where's my daughter?" This was the question he was most concerned about.

Qiao Chen'an put away his Taoism, followed the clouds and fell, pointed to the air in front of him, and said, "It's right in front of you!"

Wu Siming's body shook when he heard the words, and he stared blankly at the air in front of him. Since his daughter is a ghost, he can't see it with his naked eyes.

With trembling hands, he raised them slowly and stretched forward, as if he wanted to touch his daughter's cheeks. Before he knew it, his eyes were flushed, and this senior official showed a rare tenderness.

Wu Qiuyue had already cried into tears, and also reached forward, but passed through her father's palm.

Hell in the daylight is just falsehood.

……

After this incident, Wu Siming's attitude towards Qiao Chen'an was obviously much better, and he re-arranged a table of food and drinks for entertainment. Wu Qiuyue's tears couldn't stop falling down for some etiquette, almost in a string.

Qiao Chen'an had no choice but to stroke her palm to comfort her, and stayed in Wu's residence that night. He originally wanted to leave the next day, but Wu Qiuyue hadn't come home for many years, even if she couldn't really meet her parents at this moment, as long as she could see more The first glance was good, but my heart softened, and I lived in Wu's house for five days.

When returning, Wu Siming personally sent him out of the door regardless of his identity, saying: "If you have any difficulties in the future, you can come to this old man. If this old man can help you, I will definitely not refuse."

After saying that, he turned his head, looked at the air under the oil-paper umbrella in his hand, sighed sadly, and said, "Xiaoyue, my parents are no longer around, I have to learn to take good care of myself..." Finally sighed, Qianyan Wanyu can't express the feeling of missing her in my heart.

Watching Qiao Chen'an ride the clouds to the sky, Wu Siming stood outside the mansion gate and stared at the sky in a daze. Qiao Chen'an's figure seemed to appear in his eyes again. I'm afraid he will be inseparable from this person in the future!

Qiao Chen'an went out of the range of Lin'an, and suddenly felt a strange feeling in his heart. Looking back, two divine lights shot out from his eyes, like lightning and fire. There is a huge dragon shadow hovering and dancing, bursts of dragon energy fill the sky, and go straight to the sky.

This is the luck of a country.

Although his teacher, Wang Lizhi, was in Lin'an City, Qiao Chen'an thought twice but did not go to visit. Apart from the time issue, if he just came to the door like this, it would inevitably make him suspicious. With his teacher's shrewdness, lying is a It's absolutely not going to work. In this case, it's better not to visit and wait for the next opportunity.

As a ghost, Wu Qiuyue can only see ghosts in the daytime except those who have achieved Taoism, and mortals can only see ghosts at night. He has never shown himself in front of his parents.Every night, only after the two of them fell asleep did they stand beside the bed and weep silently and miss silently.

Her family will never need to bear the pain, and she wants to show the best of herself!Rather than a separation between heaven and man like this.

After returning to Hangzhou, Wu Qiuyue talked less than before, but spent more time on cultivation than before. For all this, Qiao Chen'an just watched and didn't intervene, probably because she understood her situation. A heart that desperately wants to see its loved ones!

Time is the most fleeting, no one can grasp it, even its shadow can't be seen, the days go by, ordinary or extraordinary, the sun rises and sets every day, the moon arrives as scheduled every night, scattered With a cold brilliance, it tells its own story, whether you listen to it or not, it is there.

The grass and trees are getting yellower, the lake water is getting cooler, and people are getting more clothes.

It wasn't until the first snow fell this winter that the streets and alleys were covered with a layer of silver, and the whole world became covered in silver, that Qiao Chen'an suddenly realized that the Chinese New Year was coming soon.

This will be his first time in this world... No matter how many new years he has, it's fine if it's not the first one anyway, what does it matter, he is just Qiao Chen'an now.

Looking up at the snow-white mountains and rivers in the distance, bright white traces were outlined under the sky, suddenly I felt the whistling wind in my ears, and then a piece of white snow exploded thousands of flowers on my head, full of coolness .

There was a giggling sound.

Qiao Chenan tasted the smell of snowflakes on his lower lip. It was cool and faint. He couldn't tell what it was like. Looking at Xiaoqian who was not far away, he said with a smile, "Okay! How dare you sneak attack your husband-in-law!"

He bent down and grabbed a handful of snowflakes, rubbed them into a big snowball, and while running, threw the snowball in his hand towards Xiaoqian.

Xiaoqian screamed and dodged, but she still couldn't dodge. The snowball seemed to have eyes, and hit Xiaoqian's body with a bang, causing her to scream, and Xiaoqian fought back even more violently.

Wu Qiuyue watched from afar, with a smile on her face, a snowball hit her face suddenly, leaving patches of snow-white crystals, which made her somewhat pale skin rosy. Shyly said: "Xiaoqian!"

What greeted her was Qiao Chenan's bigger snowball.

"Sir, you!"

"Ah! Sister Qiuyue, you left me!"

"Xiaoqian, continue!"

"..."

So even Wu Qiuyue, who has always been quiet, joined the snowball fight. There were bursts of laughter and screams in the courtyard, and the snowballs flew like rain and scattered like flowers. The whole courtyard was in a mess, and so did the three Messy.

In the end, he lay exhausted in the middle of the snowdrift, regardless of the coldness of the snow, Qiao Chen settled in the middle, his body stretched out in large characters, panting heavily with a smile, Wu Qiuyue and Xiaoqian on both sides were pillowing his arms, snuggling up against his In his arms, his body was covered with large patches of snow, his hair was loose, and his face was full of tired and happy smiles.

At the feet of the three, there are three snowmen made of fallen snow. They have round bellies and short and fat bodies. They look very cute and naive. The one in the center is the tallest, while the ones on the left and right sides are slightly smaller and more "slender" .

Qiao Chenan pointed at the three snowmen and laughed loudly: "Look, sir, how is my craftsmanship? This is me, this is Qiuyue, and this is Xiaoqian!" He stared at his masterpiece with satisfaction.

Xiaoqian said with a look of disgust: "It's ugly, it's ugly, I'm not so fat! Neither do you, Mr. Xiang!"

Wu Qiuyue also said softly: "It's kind of ugly..."

After hearing what the two said, Qiao Chen'an's self-confidence was severely hit, and he said with a dry smile, "How is it possible? Is it really so ugly?"

Xiaoqian and Wu Qiuyue nodded seriously.

Qiao Chenan was dejected.

A white fox dexterously ran up to the top of the snowman "Qiao Chen'an" in the middle, and said, "Brother Qiao Qiao, what about me? Why is there no me?"

Qiao Chenan casually picked up a round snowball on the ground, threw a pestle to his side, found another smaller one, pressed it, and said, "Here, this is you!"

The little fox suddenly showed a humanized expression of disgust, and said, "You bully children!"

Qiao Chenan withdrew his arm, stood up from the ground, and yelled "ha, ha" in his mouth, smashed his work, and said with a smile: "Okay, it's fair now, everyone has become a snowdrift!"

Suddenly there was laughter in the courtyard.

Laughter.

(End of this chapter)