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This year, Yingtianfu seems to be extremely cold. In just one month, there have been three heavy snowfalls.
When Youshi arrives, the sky is getting darker and the lights are on. From time to time, two pieces of soft white flakes fall from the sky, which is the aftertaste of winter snow. The lamps beside the road were hung up one by one, illuminating the square inch of the ground under their feet. Most of the students of the Imperial College had returned home for reunion, and the surroundings were empty. After a while, Jiang Yan was seen walking slowly with a black cloak in his arms. .
Fu Li was wearing a black military robe with sleeves, and was leaning on the corner wall with his knife pressed. He has a slender figure, against the light, he looks like a dark ink silhouette, calm and heroic. For the last distance, Jiang Yan sped up her pace slightly, walking unsteadily in front of Fu Li and standing still.
When he got closer, he realized that there was a layer of crushed snow on his shoulders, obviously he had been waiting for a long time. Jiang Yan shook off the cloak in her hand, tiptoed and hung it on Fu Li's shoulder casually, patted his shoulder and said: "I have washed the cloak you gave me on the day of the sacrifice, and returned it to you. "
The next moment, Fu Li took off the cloak he had just put on, and wrapped it around Jiang Yan.
"Oh, I'm not cold." No matter how you look at it, Fu Li was wearing thin clothes. Jiang Yan turned around and tried to break off the cloak, but Fu Li refused and tied a knot crookedly for her. Jiang Yan had no choice but to wrap the long cloak that was about to drag the floor, and asked, "Is your injury healed?"
Fu Li gave an 'hmm' and said, "Okay."
"I heard that you have been promoted to a hundred households and given the Xiuchun Knife? You have only been in Jinyiwei for half a year, and you have been promoted twice in a row, which shows that you have a bright future." Jiang Yan blinked and asked curiously, "What is the Xiuchun Knife? Sample?"
Fu Li took off the saber from his waist and handed it to Jiang Yan.
The scabbard in front of this knife is dark red, covered with a silver edge with a hollow pattern, the blade is slightly curved, and the handle is engraved with simple animal patterns, which looks sharp and heavy. Jiang Yan took it subconsciously, but was unsteady and almost fell to the ground, and said in shock: "It's so heavy!"
She played with it for a while, and when she had seen enough, she returned the saber to Fu Li.
Inadvertently lowering her head, Jiang Yan saw a row of snowballs of different shapes at the base of the wall, and couldn't help but bend down and look at them: "What are these?"
I didn't pay attention to the dim light just now, but now I look carefully and realize that they are snowmen carved out of sharp tools, each palm-sized, and a total of twelve snowmen have been carved.
Seeing Jiang Yan watching intently, Fu Li raised the back of his hand to the tip of his nose, cleared his throat, and paused for a while before saying, "I just had nothing to do, so I built a few snowmen for you."
Jiang Yan was taken aback, and the door of memory opened quietly. I remember that at this time last year, Fu Li was so jealous that he also built a luxurious and funny snowman for her at the entrance of the school. Later, she returned to Yanzhou before the snow melted, and she didn¡¯t know where those precious orbs were. where.
"Do you still remember making snowmen?" Jiang Yan looked at the snowmen at the base of the wall for a while, and found that although these snowmen were rough in workmanship and only had human-shaped outlines, their postures were vivid, and they stretched out their hands or kicked their legs. Extremely troublesome.
Jiang Yan was a little moved, and poked one of the snowmen with her hand, and asked, "Why do you build twelve snowmen?" In such a cold day, how cold your hands must be!
"This is a set of knife techniques."
"?" Jiang Yan almost thought she had heard it wrong, and said with a blank face, "Huh? What?"
"The poses of these snowmen are a set of sword techniques that I have been practicing recently." Fu Li raised his chin slightly, and explained again seriously.
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Who gives a gift to their sweetheart as a set of knife skills?
Last year when I was rich, I made a gorgeous and funny snowman with black pearls as eyes and ruby ??beads as mouth. This year, when I became Jinyiwei, I just piled up a set of sword skills?
Seeing Jiang Yan's strange expression, Fu Li finally sensed something was wrong, and asked, "Don't you like it?"
"Happy, I like it." Jiang Yan clapped her hands and got up, her eyes reflected the snowy night sky, she said helplessly and funny, "Your Majesty, you have worked hard."
Fu Li breathed a sigh of relief, nodded lightly and said: "It's getting late, I'll take you to dinner."
"Then, what about your 'sword skills'?"
"I'll pile it up for you next time it snows."
Jiang Yan let out an 'ah', and followed Fu Li's footsteps. The black cloak hung down to her heels, wrapping her tightly, and even her palms were hot.
Under the cold moonlight, the two walked side by side with the lights of the Imperial College behind their backs. Not long after, Fu Li asked, "When will you go home?"
Jiang Yan thought for a while and said: "Maybe tomorrow, I have to wait for the nanny of Ayu's family to pick me up, and I will go back with her along the way."
Fu Li said 'Yes' and said nothing more.
The place where two people dine this timeWith a soft voice, he rubbed his daughter's hair and said, "Aniang supports you. However, if there is a chance, I would like to meet that Mr. Fu. I don't know what kind of fairy character it is, but our Ayan moved my heart."
"Looks better than dad, has better skills than dad, and is not as good-tempered as dad." Jiang Yan sighed concisely, "It's okay."
The couple laughed together. After a while, Jiang Zhixian suppressed his smile, and asked: "Since we share the same mind, then Lu Yanan must think carefully about the next step. You will be seventeen in two days. You can say whether you are old or young at this age." Little, if you marry as a man-wife, you always have to make a choice."
"I know." Jiang Yan's cooking speed was a little full, and after thinking about it, she said softly, "I will have a good talk with him next year. But don't worry, you two, whether I marry him or not, I will not give up on myself .¡±
Brightly lit all night.
A few days later it was New Year's Eve, which was Jiang Yan's birthday as usual. New Spring Festival couplets have been pasted up in the courtyard. It is still Jiangzhi County's first couplet, and Jiang Yan's second couplet. The father and daughter never get tired of this word game.
After having a sumptuous birthday banquet at noon, Jiang Yan was lazily leaning on the couch and reading a few books from her father. Not long after, she heard Aunt Cao's loud voice calling at the door: "Girl, someone is looking for you outside!"
"Here we come!" Jiang Yan put the book on the side of the couch casually, hurriedly put on her shoes and got down on the couch, opened the door and asked, "Aunt Cao, who is it?"
Aunt Cao passed by with a basin of starched laundry in her hand, and replied, "He said he was a clerk from the Fulin Inn, who came to deliver letters for someone."
People from Fulin Inn?
Jiang Yan was full of doubts, and went to the front door to have a look, and sure enough there was a young man in bunts and a turban standing in front of the steps. Seeing her coming out, he bent down and smiled, "Miss Jiang, a young master told me to I hand this letter to you."
After finishing speaking, he respectfully presented the letter with both hands.
Young Master?
Jiang Yan didn't recognize the young master of Fulin Inn, so she thought to herself, could it be a fraud? Suspiciously, he took the letter paper, opened it, and unfolded the rice paper, only to see two lines of small characters written with strong strokes, writing:
[Today, at this time, I have arrived in Ningyang County, temporarily staying at Fulin Inn. I took the liberty to come here, but I didn't dare to bother you at the door. I look forward to seeing you. ¡¿
Signed two words: Fu Li.
Jiang Yan couldn't believe her eyes, closed the rice paper, and asked the guy, "What does the young man who gave you the letterhead look like?"
"Uh very tall, with a dignified appearance, wearing a dark martial robe and holding a thin knife in his hand, he looks like a young knight." The guy's education level is not high, and he racked his brains, "By the way, he was born Extremely handsome! But there is no smile, a bit cold."
Really Fuli? !
Is this guy crazy? The New Year's Eve has come to Yanzhou!
"Take me to see him!" Jiang Yan shoved the letter back into her sleeve indiscriminately, ran down the stone steps with her skirt in her hand, took two steps, then turned back and shouted into the house, "Aunt Cao, father and mother later Come back, thank you for telling them that I have an appointment tonight, I won¡¯t be coming back for dinner, don¡¯t wait for me!¡±
"Ahah?"
Aunt Cao wiped her hands with her green cloth apron, and ran out shaking her plump body, shouting, "Girl, where are you going this New Year's Eve!"
"Go see a friend!" After speaking, Jiang Yan had disappeared.
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