Outside, the sky was getting gloomier and the cold wind seemed to have eased a lot.
On the wind-torn window paper, a piece of paper with broken bones and tendons was stuck to the window lattice, shivering in the wind.
In the room, the light became even dimmer.
The temperature has also dropped. Even though I am at home, I can't stop the bone-crushing cold, which makes me shiver.
In the brazier, the charcoal fire was burning brightly. The red flame illuminated the people sitting around and added a sense of warmth to the room.
To keep out the cold, and also to see Zhan Xiong off.
Lu Heng asked his servants to bring a pot of good wine, and he placed the pot on the small cauldron on the charcoal fire and roasted it at a medium temperature. The three of them sat around the brazier and chatted casually.
White steam emerged from the spout of the bronze wine pot, rising up and filling the surrounding air. The strong aroma of wine suddenly filled the entire room, making people feel intoxicated.
Lu Heng took off the futon from the chair and placed it on the ground. Then he sat on it cross-legged carelessly. Seeing how bold and unrestrained the young master was, the other two people no longer hesitated and sat down one after another.
Lu Heng held the fire tongs in his hand and stirred up the charcoal fire. The red firelight illuminated his angular face, and his calm aura was revealed inadvertently.
After stoking the fire, Lu Heng put the tongs aside. He clapped his hands and said calmly: "Are you all ready?"
Lu Heng looked calmly at the charcoal fire in the brazier and spoke lightly, as if talking to himself. But Zhan Xiong, who was sitting next to him, smiled and nodded after hearing the words.
"How's your Turkic language learning going?" Lu Heng turned his head, glanced at him, and asked lightly.
"There is basically no obstacle in talking to people!" Zhan Xiong said: "It's just that the brothers are not very familiar with some dialects!"
"You have to practice harder on the road. Don't let this problem ruin the whole thing!" Lu Heng's voice was still calm, and he said calmly after looking away.
"Well, I understand!" Zhan Xiong nodded and replied with a smile.
"Do you have any requirements?" Lu Heng thought for a moment and asked, "Yours and your brothers'!"
Zhan Xiong hesitated for a moment and finally shook his head.
"If you have anything to say, just say it!" Lu Heng reached out to untie the wine bottle, and a strong aroma of wine rushed towards him. After taking a deep breath, he closed the lid.
Zhan Xiong was silent for a moment, then turned his head and looked at Lu Heng: "After this battle, will the brothers be able to go home?"
Lu Heng was stunned for a moment. After a while, he laughed: "What, are you annoyed?"
Zhan Xiong smiled awkwardly and nodded: "Well, I'm a little tired. From the age of fifteen to the age of thirty-five this year, I have been fighting for twenty years, and I want to rest!"
Lu Heng smiled, looked at Zhan Xiong, and asked, "When will you marry Ruhua?"
A blush of embarrassment appeared on Zhan Xiong's bronze face. He smiled, coughed and said, "After this battle is over, I will go back and marry her!"
"Yeah!" Lu Heng nodded, then suddenly turned his head, looked at Zhan Xiong and frowned: "What if you go home and find out that Ruhua is married?"
Hearing this, Zhan Xiong was stunned for a moment, and then looked at Lu Heng with a resentful look: "Young Master!"
"Ha..." Lu Heng waved his hands quickly and said with a smile: "It's just a joke, why are you so serious!!"
There was silence in the room. There was only the crackling sound of the charcoal fire, but there was no red flame. Sitting in front of the brazier, the three of them were silent. They stared at the flames in the brazier in a daze.
"When you get married, I will be your witness!" Lu Heng smiled and said lightly.
"Witness?" Zhan Xiong looked at Lu Heng curiously, what did he mean?
"Well, I just want to find a person who is charming, has good moral character and is highly respected to witness your marriage and pray to God to bless you and grow old together!" Lu Heng said with a smile.
"It sounds like Yue Lao!" Zhan Xiong said with an ooh, nodded and smiled.
"Ha..., almost!" Lu Heng chuckled lightly and took out the wine pot. Agui quickly put the wine bowl on the ground. Lu Heng smiled, picked up the wine pot and filled the three wine bowls with it.
Full!
The strong aroma of wine immediately dissipated the bone-chilling chill around his body.
Lu Heng picked up a bowl and brought it to Zhan Xiong. After he took it, he also picked up a bowl of wine, looked at Zhan Xiong with burning eyes, and said in a deep voice: "Take care!"
Zhan Xiong took the wine bowl, looked at the excited military advisor in front of him, and nodded: "Yes, I know!"
The three of them touched each other and drank it all in one gulp.
Zhan Xiong filled the wine bowl again, then looked at Agui and said: "Brother Ximen, it's all up to you to keep the military advisor safe!"
Agui smiled, scratched his head, nodded and said, "Well, don't worry!"
The wind blew into the room, and the charcoal fire in the brazier swayed. The dark room became brighter.
A cold feeling fell on Zhan Xiong's neck.
Zhanxiong stretched out his hand and touched it, only to see a drop of water stain.
I turned my head and took a look. I saw pieces of white snowflakes falling in from the cracks in the door and window.
Ha, it’s snowing!
Zhan Xiong looked at the snowflakes flying into the house and couldn't help but smile.
The snow in Turks should be even heavier!
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Thousands of miles of yellow clouds and white sun, and the north wind blows the geese and snow.
The heavy snow was flying and falling. Standing at the highest point of the Baoding Mansion Office, looking around, I saw that the entire earth-yellow Baoding Mansion was shrouded in this heavy snow.
Although it is not as graceful as the south of the Yangtze River, it adds a desolation. It belongs to the desolation of the north.
The snow was falling heavily, and the low attic was looming.
"The scenery of the North, thousands of miles of ice, thousands of miles of snow! Looking inside and outside the Great Wall, there is nothing but vastness. The rivers are surging up and down, silver snakes are dancing on the mountains, and wax figures are galloping. I want to compete with the sky! The sun is clear, and the red makeup is plain.
Hua, extremely enchanting!"
There was no wind, and the heavy snow fell quietly. After a while, the entire Baoding Prefecture turned into a blanket of silver, like a glacier world.
The surroundings of the pavilion are also covered with white snow. Occasionally, you can see the overwhelmed withered grass in the snow, still tenaciously supporting the falling snowflakes above.
Standing in this pavilion, looking around, there is a vast white world everywhere. A slight cold wind blows, and the snowflakes it brings hit the face, which is cool and makes people feel silent.
Standing in the pavilion, Lu Heng, wearing a thick leather coat, glanced at Baoding Mansion shrouded in heavy snow, took a deep breath of the cold air, and chanted lightly.
Beside him, Agui was wearing a sheepskin waistcoat turned out, with snowflakes standing on the corners of his eyebrows, and his expression was cold, resembling a barbarian.
Well, ever since Zhan Xiong raised his hand and called him "Ximen Chuixue" yesterday, Agui has been immersed in the peerless swordsman that Lu Heng said, and he hasn't woken up yet.
Chubby Wen Zhang was squatting behind him, stirring the small stove. Hearing these two sentences recited by the scholar standing next to the pavilion, his eyes lit up.
After savoring it carefully, I feel that it is extraordinary.
Although it is only a qiao, it is enough to reflect this person's broad mind and courage.
Now that the army is about to set off, it is said that it has snowed so heavily. I should have been very anxious, but instead of being anxious, the Imperial Master remained so leisurely and comfortable. While talking and laughing, the demeanor of the Imperial Master was revealed inadvertently.
, swaying out.
"What a great literary talent and courage!"
He squatted on the ground, fiddled with the charcoal article, raised his dark hand, and wiped his face. Looking at the Imperial Master standing by the pavilion, he licked his lips and secretly praised in his heart.
At some point, the wind started blowing.
The whistling wind, carrying snow particles, blew into the neck, making people shiver.
Snowflakes were flying across the sky, and the whole world suddenly became a blur.
The cold wind blew, and Lu Heng couldn't help but shiver.
I couldn't help but feel funny when I thought about how just now I was reciting poems coquettishly. Counting the time, I have been here for more than two years. My life experience in the past two years has made me one of these rotten scholars. Such.
On a very cold day, I am still here reciting poems and writing poems. It really corresponds to the sentence, as long as the wind is flowing, it will not care about the cold current.
Turning his head, he glanced at Agui, who was still immersed in the sword god's style. When he saw him, his body was covered with snowflakes, and even the corners of his eyebrows were covered with frost. Lu Heng was stunned for a long time and laughed dumbly.
It turns out that the coquettish one didn’t know it was him!
Seeing Agui's head turned to the sky, Lu Heng groped his chin and couldn't help but praise in his heart: There is a saying that there is a mountain as high as a mountain. Coquettishness has its own strong hands. The ancients can't afford to be honest with me!
After sighing in admiration, Lu Heng turned around and saw Chubby Wen still squatting there, fiddling with the small stove. Lu Heng couldn't help frowning and asked angrily: "Master Wen, can you do it?
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Wen Wen raised his head, smiled, nodded and said, "Don't worry, sir, I'll look for you right away!"
This was already the tenth time Lu Heng heard this this morning.
Wen Zhang has been lighting this stove for an hour, but up to now it is still lifeless, with not a single spark visible.
Seeing the charcoal look on the article's face, Lu Heng smiled and shook his head. He waved his hand and said, "Forget it, stop messing with it! I guess you won't be able to light it tomorrow!"
Turn around and take a look at the streets of Baoding outside the government office. Under the heavy snow, the barren Baoding Prefecture has accumulated the accumulation of history. It is solemn and desolate.
Although the wind has picked up and the temperature has dropped, there are still six or seven-year-old children on the street, braving the cold wind and playing in front of their houses making snowmen.
The voice of laughter and joy sounded particularly crisp in the wind and snow.
"Let's go for a walk!" Lu Heng shook the snowflakes off his body, breathed into the palm of his hand, turned around and walked towards the steps under the pavilion.
After taking a step forward, he found Agui still standing there pretending to be, looking up at the snow.
Lu Heng couldn't help but have black lines on his head. He coughed and pushed him: "Brother Ximen!"
Agui turned his head, his face twitched, lowered his head and said, "Master, can you wait a moment?"
"What's wrong?" Lu Heng looked Agui up and down and asked with a smile.
Agui coughed, lowered his head, and said in embarrassment: "I've been standing for a long time, it's cold, and my legs are a little numb!"