At the back of the mountain of the Academy.
Second Brother stood in front of the waterfall, listening to the thunderous sound of water and looking at the splashing mist. After a long silence, he said, "I heard that his building collapsed."
Eldest Brother stood beside him and sighed, "It's his Lucky Chance that he came to Chang 'an. Don't envy him."
Second Brother slightly raised his eyebrows and said, "Senior Brother, why should I envy him?"
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Chang 'an City, by the Yanming Lake.
There was a big earthen urn on the dining table, in which was a milky white mutton giblets soup. The verdant coriander was smoked by the heat of the mutton soup, and the aroma immediately filled the room.
Ning Que took the chopsticks and used the tips of the chopsticks to break the fermented bean curd in the plate. Sangsang peeled the garlic and mashed it beside him. The Big Black Horse was in the garden, watching the movement in the room through the doorsill. Its eyes were wide open and its nostrils were wide open. No one knew whether it was curious or greedy for the mutton giblets in the pot.
"I heard that the small Taoist temple where Ye Su lived collapsed this afternoon."
Ning Que paused for a moment and couldn't help laughing. He said, "I heard that … after Second Brother heard about it, he stood in front of the waterfall for a long time and finally smashed his own courtyard."
Sangsang raised her head and looked at him in confusion. She had been to the small courtyard in the back of the mountain of the Academy. Thinking that the quiet courtyard had become a ruin, she couldn't help feeling a little pity and asked, "Why?"
Ning Que shook his head and said, "Who knows what Second Brother and Ye Su are thinking? I often think that people who have cultivated to their state will basically become lunatics. The small Taoist temple collapsed, and Ye Su seemed to understand something. Second Brother smashed his own courtyard, maybe he also wanted to understand something? "
Although Sangsang had now officially started cultivating, she still couldn't completely understand the thinking of those Grand Cultivators in the Knowing destiny State. She thought that young master was right, they were really a group of lunatics.
When the mutton giblets soup gradually became cold, the meat gradually disappeared, and the sauce on the plate gradually disappeared, Ye Hongyu finally returned to the Yanming Lake. Sangsang went to pack her clothes, leaving only Ning Que in the room.
Ning Que watched her walk in and said, "Why did you come back so late? By the way, although you don't pay the rent, shouldn't you do more housework? "
Ye Hongyu looked at the leftovers on the table and said with a frown, "You have maids and stewards."
Ning Que said with a smile, "How can it be as happy as letting the Tao Addict wash the dishes and bring water for me? The Divine Priest of Light used to work in my shop. You can learn about the glorious tradition of the West-Hill Divine Palace. In the future, when this gets out, it will be a good story for the Ning family. "
Ye Hongyu frowned even more and sat down without saying a word.
Looking at her expression, Ning Que guessed that she was in a bad mood, but he did not restrain himself and continued, "Speaking of which, I thought your brother would at least treat you to a meal.
Ye Hongyu looked at him quietly and said, "It seems that you plan to live a long life in Chang 'an. But have you ever thought that the world will not allow you to live like this?"
Ning Que smiled and said, "I am a Tang and a disciple of the Second floor of the Academy. I can't imagine who would be stupid enough to disturb my life."
"What if you are the Son of Hades?"
Ye Hongyu looked at him, her bright eyes full of mockery and coldness.
Ning Que was slightly startled.
In the conversation a few days ago, Ye Hongyu directly exposed the fact that he had joined the Devil, and now she mentioned such a possible fact so casually.
"I really don't know what you are talking about."
He said.
Ye Hongyu said, "If the rumors are true, and you are the son of the Xuanwei General of the Tang Empire, then you are the Dark Shadow that the Divine Priest of Light saw in the eyes of the Divine Priest of Light. Now, there are probably few people who still remember that incident, but how can I forget it?"
"Do you believe it?" Ning Que looked into her eyes and asked seriously.
Ye Hongyu thought for a while and shook her head.
Ning Que relaxed slightly and said, "Why don't you believe it?"
Ye Hongyu said, "It's true."
Ning Que raised his right thumb and praised sincerely, "You have the best intuition. Come, come, come. Please eat some mutton giblets. I have some hidden in the kitchen, just to show my respect to you."
Ye Hongyu did not smile. She looked at him and said, "I don't believe it, but it doesn't mean that the Divine Hall doesn't believe it … My brother appeared in Chang 'an to pay attention to Xiahou Gui, but I believe that he actually came to see you."
Ning Que shook his head and said, "I have heard some things. Sangsang also learned some secrets from Wei Guangming. Since the West-Hill Divine Palace stopped this matter and imprisoned Wei Guangming for more than ten years, it means that Haotian Taoism does not believe in the story of the Son of Yama."
"Even if the Divine Hall doesn't believe it, it doesn't mean that the Buddhism Sect doesn't believe it."
Ye Hongyu said.
Ning Que thought of the two sadhus he met on the streets of Chang 'an that spring morning. They were Master Daoshi from the Xuankong Temple in the Unknown Place. He thought of the conversation he had with the stone Buddha in front of the lonely grave in the spiritual world, especially the obscure parts of the conversation. He could not help but frown and remain silent.
"Let's not talk about these boring things. Let's eat mutton giblets first."
He looked at Ye Hongyu and smiled. He said, "Mutton giblets must be eaten while it's hot."
Ye Hongyu frowned and said, "It's not the winter solstice now, why do we eat mutton giblets soup?"
"Who said that mutton giblets must be eaten on the winter solstice? Who said that you can't stab someone to death without a spearhead? "
Ning Que's words seemed a little strange, at least to Ye Hongyu. There was a hidden meaning in it that only he could understand.
After a moment of silence, he said, "And I may not have time on the winter solstice."
Although Ye Hongyu was forced to leave Peach Mountain, as the Grand Master of the Judicial Department, she still had her own sources of information in Chang 'an. Therefore, when she heard Ning Que's words, she could not help but frown deeply again. Her eyes were gradually filled with confusion and surprise.
The winter solstice was the day of Xia Hou's glorious return.
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Time passed, and the autumn air gradually faded.
A small Taoist temple in Chang 'an collapsed. Warm-Hearted neighbors helped the people in the temple to rebuild their houses. Then they knew that there was a warm-hearted person in the temple who liked to wear plain clothes. No matter what happened to the neighbors, they would get help from that person. That person seemed to not know what trouble was.
A small courtyard at the back of the mountain of the Academy had also collapsed. Accompanied by the sound of the waterfall, the man sat in the pool and meditated for many days and nights with an ancient crown on his head. A fat man followed behind the Sixth Brother and sighed while carrying things such as earth, stones and wood, asking the man to repair the courtyard.
Ye Su, the successor of the Zhishou Abbey, walked calmly and silently among the passionate and secular people of Chang 'an. Mr. Second of the Academy, Jun Mo, stood in front of the lonely and cold waterfall, accepting the baptism of the wet fog. His face became more and more indifferent, but his eyebrows became more and more straight.
General Xia Hou, who returned from the frontier fortress, kept receiving rewards from the imperial court. He held banquets in the mansions of various princes and dukes. No one knew that he was still used to sitting in the back garden of his own General's Mansion late at night, watching the yellow leaves fall on the bare branches and the falling snowflakes in silence.
Ning Que went back and forth between the back of the mountain of the Academy and the Yanming Lake. He cultivated quietly and occasionally fought with Ye Hongyu. Most of the time, he was silent in the withering lotus field.
Chang 'an was very quiet, so it seemed very peaceful. Everyone in the city was silent, so it was peaceful. To most people, this silence and peace would at least last until the end of the winter of the 15th year of the Tianqi era. Because no one could break this peace no matter how they looked at it.
The cold wind and snow came suddenly. Autumn had passed, and it was the day of the winter solstice.
On this day, General Xia Hou returned to the palace to bid farewell. His Majesty the Tang Emperor would once again reward him for his meritorious service and give him the honor of a family banquet. Then, all the civil and military officials of the imperial court would send him away from Chang 'an.
On this day, the small Taoist temple was finally rebuilt. Ye Su carefully combed his Taoist bun and stood behind the skinny Taoist, like a tacky receptionist in a village wedding. He thanked the neighbors who came to attend the ceremony, and then moved the chicken, duck, and wine in the hands of the neighbors to the back kitchen.
On this day, Third Sister Yu Lian smiled and said to Tang Xiaotang by the low table by the east window of the old library in the back of the mountain of the Academy. White mist rose in the iron-forging room by the Mirror Lake, and Seventh Sister was embroidering in the pavilion in the middle of the lake. Everything was calm as usual, but the shadow of the tall hat that looked like a washing stick could no longer be seen in the green pond under the waterfall. Eldest Brother was not in the back of the mountain either, but had gone to Chang 'an as a guest.
Eldest Brother walked up the stone steps and looked at Ye Su with a smile. He said, "Congratulations."
Ye Su looked at the renovated Taoist temple behind him and the roofs of the neighbors that he had personally repaired not far away. He showed a sincere smile and said, "Thank you, Mr. First."
The people in the house by the Yanming Lake had also woken up.
Ning Que took a bath with the help of Sangsang and changed into a brand new black Academy uniform. He carefully tied up his hair and put on a flat hat. He suddenly looked much more energetic.
Sangsang also took a bath and then cut her hair short with a pair of scissors. She carefully combed a small braid and carefully powdered her hair in front of the bronze mirror. She even drew her eyebrows.
"Very beautiful."
Ning Que looked at the refreshing little girl in the mirror and said with a smile.
Sangsang stood up from the stool and turned around to tidy up his Academy uniform. She took off the thread on his shoulder and said, "Today is our big day. We should be serious."
Walking out of the bedroom, Ning Que snapped his fingers and summoned the Big Black Horse who had been eating wintersweet in the corner of the garden. He gently patted the horse's rump and said, "Go back to the Academy by yourself."
The Big Black Horse slightly raised its head and felt a little confused. However, it was not a human after all. Even if it had doubts, it could not say it. It could only obey and ran out of the house and along the long street out of the city.
Ye Hongyu was not the Big Black Horse.
She stood under the tree at the gate of the garden and looked at the master and servant who were wearing new clothes. Suddenly she pointed to the sky above the courtyard and said calmly, "It will snow heavily today. Do you still want to go out?"
Dark clouds floated in the dark sky. The clouds were as heavy as mountains and it seemed that it would snow at any time.
Ning Que looked up at the sky and said, "Rain can keep people, but snow can't."
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(After holding it in for a day, I just couldn't write it. Just when I was about to ask for leave, I thank Lin Hai, Tingtao, and Butterfly Blue for their encouragement and encouragement. I finally succeeded in defeating myself. Thank them, and thank you all.) (To be continued. If you like this work, please come to Qidian.Com to vote for me. Your support is my greatest motivation.)
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