The Shangqing Temple is a Taoist temple, and Taoist scriptures are naturally hidden in the Taoist temple.
The Daozanglou was originally used to store books.
It's just that it has been abandoned for a long time and has been occupied by the Heavenly Sect for a long time. No one went to see the dilapidated Taoist scriptures. Most of them were snatched and burned in the stove.
A small building with two floors up and down.
The top is even a little run down.
The seats were placed downstairs.
The fire had already been lit in the house, a pot of flower carvings was simmering, and a good hot dish was already placed on a round table in the center. Since there was already another Xiao Dingfei to disrupt the situation, this meal became a real New Year's Eve dinner. Jiang Xuening simply told Xiaobao not to leave and stayed for a meal.
Xiaobao glanced at her in surprise, but after thinking about it, he did not refuse.
Xiao Dingfei had met Xiaobao in the Heavenly Sect, and at this moment he snorted and muttered a few words by himself.
Jiang Xuening didn't hear clearly: "What did you say?"
She was taking off the crane cloak that she was wearing outside and put it on a chair beside her, while Zhang Zhe was collecting her umbrella outside.
Xiao Dingfei approached her with a voice as thin as a gnat: "You have to thank me."
Jiang Xuening raised his eyebrows and looked at him.
As long as Xiao Dingfei glanced at Zhang Zhe, who was about to turn around and walk in, without smiling, the meaning could not be more clear.
Jiang Xuening also looked at Zhang Zhe subconsciously.
Just now on the way, Xiao Dingfei, who didn't fight back at her originally, but when he got to Zhang Zhe's door, he threw Xuelai to her uncharacteristically. She couldn't see it, but Zhang Zhe could.
With a twinkle in her eyes, she understood.
Xiao Dingfei means this: he did it on purpose just now.
Xiao Dingfei found out early that this girl Bingxue was a little smarter, and raised his eyebrows and smiled proudly: "How is it?"
Jiang Xuening thought about it, smiled and said, "I will cover you in the capital."
What Xiao Ding insisted on was this sentence. He immediately smiled and didn't say much. When Zhang Zha entered the door, he backed away. He stretched out and slumped on the chair beside the round table as if he was boneless. , actually picked up the chopsticks and started eating: "In order to eat this meal, I deliberately left my belly empty at noon, let me first come and see how the cook is doing!"
At first glance, this posture is uneducated, and he is used to being arrogant outside, without the slightest rules and taboos.
Xiaobao suddenly showed an indescribable expression.
When Jiang Xuening saw him like this, she felt that it was true. In the last life, she liked nothing more than sitting with Xiao Dingfei and feasting on it. Anything without a word or a word was bullshit.
Unexpectedly, this life can still touch.
She didn't really have much disgust, she only said: "Let's be more casual."
Originally, people were in Tongzhou, and several people with deep or shallow friendship and very different identities were sitting together for a New Year's Eve dinner. It was not the big family in the capital, nor the strict imperial palace. There is really no need to be poor.
Jiang Xuening sat next to Zhang Zhe.
The pot of Huadiao was already simmering hot, Xiaobao picked it up, she took it, filled a cup for all four of them, and raised their glasses: "Everyone can be regarded as suffering Tongzhou, besieged by wind and snow, and they meet by chance. It’s a fateful match, and maybe I’ll be a confidant in the future. Rui Xue is a good year, I’ll give a toast first!”
Xiao Dingfei was particularly enthusiastic: "Well said!"
Xiaobao silently gave him a blank eye.
Zhang Zhe raised his eyes and met Jiang Xuening's twinkling eyes under the dim light. He picked up the small glass of wine in front of him. After all, he still touched her lightly, and then he saw a smile on her face. Come, let's have a toast with you all.
Huadiao is drinking hot, the wine has a strong taste, like a mellow warm current that melts in the throat and moistens the lungs, making people feel that the whole body is slowly warming up, but it reduces the amount of water that was just outside. Divide cold.
Zhang Zhe was used to being reticent, so he didn't speak much.
Xiao Dingfei is a familiar person, because he knows that he will go to the capital soon, and if there is no accident, he will become the prince of Dingguo, so his attitude towards everyone is unprecedentedly good. Asking about the pattern of those aristocratic families in the capital, it seems that they are already preparing for the capital.
Jiang Xuening knew that such a bad embryo would definitely be the nemesis of the Xiao family. He wished that this person would be like a fish in water in Beijing. He wanted to see how Xiao's group would look after seeing Xiao Dingfei. Xiao Dingfei thoroughly digs the old bottom of all the aristocratic families in the capital.
Who called her a queen in her last life
The sitting position is high, and there are a lot of things you can see. Although you don’t need it right now, you can take it out for others to use.
Xiao Dingfei nodded again and again, as if he had already regarded Jiang Xuening as a brother.
With him around, the meal was neither cold nor embarrassing.
Even Xiaobao couldn't help but stab him when he heard a lot of his flattering words sometimes.
Xiao Dingfei didn't mind either.
Who told him to know that Xiaobao was Xie Wei's person? And when someone stabbed him, there were a lot of pieces of meat, and Quan was a wind in his ears, and it was over.
Zhang Zhe's alcohol intake is not good, and he doesn't drink too much on a regular day.
During the siege and suppression of the Celestial Sect that day, the situation forced him to drink three bowls, and he felt dizzy inside, but he didn't let anyone see it. Later, he was slashed on the shoulder with a knife, and the pain started, and he woke up no matter how drunk he was.
Now it is accompanied by a few drinks.
He drank easily.
On that cold and solemn face, there was already a slight redness, but it was rare to reduce a bit of the usual rigidity.
Jiang Xuening accidentally glanced at him when he was eating, and felt his heart skip a beat.
She stood up with a glass of wine and said, "I want to toast Mr. Zhang with this glass of wine."
There was a sudden silence on the table.
Zhang Zhe was completely different from Xiao Dingfei. He was a man of self-restraint and obedience, and he also stood up with a wine cup.
The two stood opposite each other in this small room.
Xiao Dingfei had a weird smile on his face.
Jiang Xuening didn't look at anyone else, only looked at Zhang Zhe, and said very seriously: "This time I came to Tongzhou in danger, and I have to work hard for the help of adults along the way to keep it safe. There is only a thin wine in the seat today, I can express my gratitude. I hope the adults don't mind it."
Zhang Zhe said: "It's also Zhang Mou who should thank the second girl."
Of course, he was protecting Jiang Xuening in the front, but in the chaos of the sword and the sword behind, if Jiang Xuening did not bring the soldiers of the government, I am afraid that he would also be buried in the sword.
It's just that it can't be said.
After all, there is still that young master Xie, who is unintentional or intentional.
Jiang Xuening brought someone to rescue that day, but he was asked why he came back, and he couldn't help feeling a little wronged in his heart. Right now, she never thought that Zhang Zhe would say such a sentence to her.
He knew, he remembered.
She didn't know whether it was the few flower carvings that she had just drank, or whether the slightly damp eye sockets were hotter at the moment, she hurriedly raised her head to cover up and drank the wine in the cups.
Zhang Zhe looked at her silently and drank his cup.
Xiao Dingfei teased next to him: "Oh, you two are so sincere and sincere. Those who know it say that you are having a New Year's Eve dinner, but those who don't know, I'm afraid they think they are in the hall!"
This man never stops talking.
Jiang Xuening frowned and said, "If you don't speak, no one will treat you as dumb."
Xiao Dingfei said: "Haha, sit down, sit down! Come, come, I'll pour you wine, just eating and drinking like this is boring, how about everyone?"
Speaking of which, he really poured wine for everyone.
After Zhang Zhe sat down, he felt a little dazed.
In the quiet night, the sound of firecrackers could be heard in the distance.
He looked out the window.
The Daozang Building is built in the mountains. Outside is the shadow of the mud trail and the mountains. The ancient pine piles snow, and the fluttering snow is scattered from the heights. There is a profound silence in the snow.
only…
No matter how good the snow is, it will eventually melt.
Xiao Dingfei had already ordered the wine despite Xiaobao's objection. After a circle, it was Zhang Zhe's turn, but when he didn't want to look at Zhang Zhe, he saw Mr. Zhang sitting at the table, silently looking out the window.
He shouted, and Zhang Zhacai turned his eyes.
Xiao Dingfei is also very good at observing words and expressions, and said with a smile: "It's a rare good day and a festival, but Master Zhang is in a trance, seems to have something on his mind?"
Jiang Xuening also looked at Zhang Zhe.
However, Zhang Zhe lowered his eyes and said slowly: "It's snowing and the night is cold, and Beijing should be normal. My mother lives alone in the old courtyard, and Zhang is now trapped in Tongzhou, unable to return home to serve. I feel ashamed and a little worried. ."
Xiao Dingfei suddenly let out an "ah", somewhat unexpected.
Zhang Zhe's mother...
Under the dim light, in the cup that Jiang Xuening was holding, the wine suddenly swayed, shattering the light and shadow, and her complexion seemed to be paler and less bloody.
It was suddenly quiet in the house.
Later, Xiao Dingfei laughed again to break the dull atmosphere, said a few auspicious words to Zhang Zhe, and raised a glass to wish mother Zhang and her old man in the capital good health and all the best.
Jiang Xuening became absent-minded.
I even forgot what I said later, what wine orders I ordered, and what came up in my mind were scenes of past lives.
In the palace at night, she pulled Zhang Zhe's sleeve and begged him to help her; in Kunning Palace, Zhou Yinzhi and others convicted him and put him in jail; bad news...
That old woman, Jiang Xuening had never seen before.
It can be expected that in a humble and embarrassed situation, the son who was brought up is generally pure and innocent. He should be both a loving mother and a strict mother, and a respectable and good person.
She thought, when Zhang Zhe heard the bad news in the last life, and recalled all the reasons, would he hate her
In those days, she spent the torment of fear and guilt.
In the end, death is a relief.
Now, when he heard Zhang Zhe mention his mother again, the regrets of Jiang Xuening's previous life almost immediately poured out like being punctured, making her feel her despicableness.
Good luck.
Everything can be reset.
She couldn't help but be grateful for the gift of God, but no matter how hard she tried to force a smile, this drink and a meal, in the end, it was a bit unpalatable.
After the banquet was over, when he was about to go out, Xiao Dingfei didn't know if he saw something, looked at her for a moment, and whispered, "Why are the two girls in a trance?"
Jiang Xuening did not answer.
Xiao Dingfei felt that it was a bit hypocritical that he knew the old, the new, the old and the old, and snorted softly: "You are too lazy to say that my son is too lazy to listen! Just tell you, there are people setting off fireworks at midnight in Tongzhou ferry, the people of the city. go out and see."
After saying that, he smiled, turned around and walked outside.
Everyone came together, and naturally they came back together.
When I went back, I passed Xie Wei's small courtyard, Jian Shu's figure was no longer in sight, and the house was still pitch-dark.
Xiao Dingfei pulled Xiaobao and said that he had something to ask him, so he left the fork in the road.
Jiang Xuening knew that this person was creating opportunities for herself again, suggesting that she invited Zhang Zhe to go to the ferry to watch the fireworks. It's just that she was overwhelmed by things in her heart, and at this juncture, she was filled with all kinds of hesitation and timidity.
That rush of courage seemed to be drained.
Until he said goodbye to Zhang Zhe, the original words could not be said.
She walked back to her house alone.
The steps were already covered with a thick layer of snow.
Jiang Xuening walked up and raised his hand to push the door.
It's just that the door frame has long been frozen, and it was shockingly cold at the touch of a touch, so that her originally chaotic head suddenly woke up—
what is she doing
What's there to hesitate
Isn't living a new life to make up for the unfinished regrets of the previous life and avoid those mistakes
Since she wants to, then go after it, then go for it, how can it be her style to be coy!
The lucky bag purse that was prepared but not sent out was hidden in her sleeve, and inside it were some gold and silver thorns in the shape of sweet sweet potatoes. Jiang Xuening took it out and could clearly feel it. Packed with a thin piece of paper.
I intend to turn my heart to the bright moon.
Her chest suddenly became hot, and she made up her mind at this moment, but she didn't even push the door, and went straight back along the long road, stepping on the tracks that were not covered by snow on the Yong Road, and went to Zhang Zhe's residence. .
The cold wind hurts my face.
She didn't feel anything.
It's just that when I got to the front of Zhang Zhe's house, it was actually dark inside, with no lights and no sound.
Jiang Xuening couldn't help but startled.
It didn't take long to go back and forth, has Zhang Zha already fallen asleep
She hesitated for a moment, but reached out and knocked on the door lightly: "Has Master Zhang asleep?"
There was no sound inside.
All that answered her was the dark window lattice and the sound of the wind blowing through the cedar trees in the courtyard.
After a while, Jiang Xuening knocked gently on the door again: "Is Mr. Zhang there?"
The door was still silent.
She thought that Zhang Zhe was injured and his alcohol intake was not good. Maybe he fell asleep? Or maybe he was not in the house, and was pulled by someone to reward the sergeant with everyone.
It was just that my heart was suddenly empty.
Eyebrows lowered, she looked at the kit in her palm, and only said that she was a coward. She was hesitant before, and now she doesn't even have the chance to show her heart in person.
But the decision has been made, and there is no regret.
Jiang Xuening thought for a while, and only lightly tied the bag with the word blessing to the small copper door knocker on the left, hoping that he would see it in the morning, and then smiled and pressed down. Full of apprehension, he looked outside the door for a while, then turned back.
Three lines of footprints stretched out in the snow in the courtyard.
The snow had accumulated thickly on the branches and fell rustling against the branches.
There was a sudden scream in the dark blue night sky.
It was in the direction of the ferry on the other side of the city. There were bright and beautiful fireworks rising into the sky, exploding with a bang, bursting with bright and flickering brilliance.
Zhang Zhe leaned his back against the door, and sat on the cold ground with his legs bent, listening to the footsteps outside the door, and disappeared. Outside the half-opened window, the light of the fireworks came in, spread on his cold face, and fell into his dark eyes, only reflecting a piece of ashes left after burning.