Two days later, the convoy has slowly driven into the middle of Cangshan Mountain.
Huanghuang Cangshan is extremely majestic, but hundreds of years ago, a generation of emperors forced hundreds of thousands of hard labor to open an official road in the mountain that can accommodate horse-drawn carriages, so that I can spend my summer vacation in Cangshan. In fact, this road cost a lot of money. Not long after the repair of the road in the mountain, which was laborious and expensive, the emperor died on the soft bodies of the concubines, and he never used it once.
For hundreds of years, the world has risen and fallen many times, but gradually, this mountain closest to the capital has become the back garden of the dignitaries. Many laws have been promulgated since the previous dynasty, establishing Cangshan’s uniqueness. An extremely strong official atmosphere that even the harsh mountain winds cannot blow away.
Since then, Cangshan has prohibited hunting, prohibited burning forests to open up wasteland, and prohibited all things that poor people can do, and it has become purely a resort for rich people. In today's Cangshan, except for some temple ascetics and some hermits, the rest of the place was rewarded by the emperor to some ministers in the court to build other industries and talk about the suffering of the complicated government.
The Bieye of the Fan family was built on the mountainside, and it was a good place bestowed by the late emperor half a year before his death. The surroundings are very quiet, there is a clear stream in front of the village, and the red leaves on the top of the mountain are falling, and they float down from this clear stream. There are yellow flowers dotted beside the stream, and the singing house in the village is quiet and quiet. In this deserted late autumn season, the shadows of geese in the sky are sparse, and it is indescribably lonely and clear.
After Fan Xian and his party arrived, the villa suddenly became lively. Someone who came to the front line had cleaned up the Zhuangzi. Because I don't know how long the young master, the young mistress, and the young lady are going to live here, Fan's mansion prepared a lot of dry goods and game, and even tuned three singing girls in the Jingli mansion into the mountains, singing there every day, babbling, I don't know how many little squirrels that are storing food for the winter have been scared away.
"It's such a good place." Having his servants go to settle in the room, Fan Xian strolled to the front of the stone terrace of the villa, and saw that there were clouds and mist not far from his feet, and the thin mountains and green forests in the distance were also very clear, and he couldn't help but sigh A sigh.
Lin Wan'er leaned gently beside him, said with a slight smile: "It's really good, I lived in Cangshan Mountain for a while when I was a child, it's not as quiet as your Zhuangzi."
"It's our house." Fan Xian corrected, and then tied up his wife's collar distressedly. It's very cold on the mountain, and I'm really worried that she didn't take good care of her body, but caught a cold first.
Lin Wan'er giggled and said, "Understood, my lord."
For the next few days, the young men and women spent their days in the secluded mountains, as if they didn't know when the world was so peaceful and happy. This kind of life was a beauty that Fan Xian had not seen for many days, so he seemed to enjoy it very much. Walking on the slippery mountain road, I stand behind my sister and watch how her thin brush captures all the beautiful scenery of Cangshan Mountain on the paper.
This can be regarded as the real married life between Lin Waner and Fan Xian after marriage. During this period of time, the relationship between the newlyweds gradually changed from the initial love at first sight, to the excitement of meeting behind the wall, and then to the later worry. , I can finally enjoy something called love with peace of mind. At the end of the passion, it turns into a delicate fragrance, which is even more lasting.
One morning, Lin Wan'er lazily opened her eyes, and subconsciously put her fleshy arms lightly, only to find that there was no one around her. Especially in the warm quilt, Xianggong didn't know where he went.
Lin Wan'er was not surprised. Ever since the bridal chamber, she knew that every day Fan Xian got up very early, went somewhere, and then quietly went back to the room before she woke up.
She has always been curious, but when she lived in Fan Mansion, it was not convenient for her to do anything. Now that she is in Cangshan Mountain, there are no elders and those annoying old women around her, Lin Wan'er rolled her eyes, got up and tied a thick cloak around her body, put on soft shoes, like a thief He opened the door furtively and went out.
A gust of morning wind from the mountains made her shiver from the cold. She didn't dare to delay any longer, so she secretly smiled and went to the other main room at the end of the corridor, and knocked on the door twice. Hearing her voice, the sleepy Fan Ruoruo hurriedly got up and opened the door. He was only wearing an unlined garment, and he was terribly cold. He rubbed his hands and said bitterly, "Sister-in-law, is it so early?"
After Lin Wan'er arrived in Cangshan, the little nonsense that had been concealed under her shy and cute temperament finally showed up. She stuck out her tongue, hugged Ruoruo's waist, and pulled her into the warm bed, sighing very comfortably. Take a breath.
Fan Ruoruo is not used to sleeping on the same bed with other people, so it feels a little weird, but this little sister-in-law is very affectionate, hugging Ruoruo, put her face next to hers, and asked softly: "Do you know you?" What do you do every day before dawn?"
Fan Ruoruo felt her sister-in-law's hand was cold on her waist, and thought that if her brother saw this, he would be so heartbroken, so he quickly grabbed her hand to warm it, and said angrily, "You two are a couple, why did you come here and ask me?"
Lin Wan'er laughed and said: "Your brother is always secretive. Let's not talk about it, just say that every night, when the two of us are talking and playing chess in the room, where did he go? Aren't you curious?"
Hearing what my sister-in-law said, Ruoruo, who has a calm personality, can't help but feel a little puzzled. Every morning, her brother has a routine practice time. She knows this, but these days, his brother will disappear for a while at night, so I really don't know. What did he do
"My brother needs to practice in the morning, and in the evening... I really don't know. I'll ask him then."
Lin Wan'er asked curiously, "Practice? What kind of gong did you practice? Can we go and see?"
"Sister-in-law, you are so curious."
"Of course." Lin Wan'er's eyes lit up, like the lake in the summer resort, "What is my husband doing, as a lady, it's normal to be curious."
Only then did Fan Ruoruo realize that this princess's sister-in-law really didn't have too many habits in the palace, and she felt that she was more mischievous than herself in some aspects, so she couldn't help but smiled and said: "It's such a cold day, if I'm married, I'd rather Sleeping in the bed. If you run out at this time, if your brother sees you and scolds you, I will not help you."
Lin Wan'er really didn't know what Fan Xian looked like when he lost his temper, but she knew her husband's temperament, and she had a bitter face. Suddenly, she turned to smile and said: "If you get married? It's late autumn now, it seems that our sister-in-law is starting to feel sleepy."
I don't know if it was because the two people in the bed were too hot, or because she was ashamed, Fan Ruoruo's face turned red, and she said angrily, "How can there be a sister-in-law like you?" He stretched out his hand to scratch Lin Wan'er's itch, Lin Wan'er backhandedly Suddenly, the two young aunts and sister-in-law were arguing on the bed, with a youthful and girlish atmosphere.
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After all, Fan Ruoruo was not as capable as a married woman, she was out of breath, and got out of bed helplessly, but she wrapped the princess's sister-in-law layer by layer, making sure that the mountain wind could not blow into the girl's neck, and then pulled her with confidence. Holding her hand, he left the villa and went to find his elder brother.
At this time, the sky was dim, and the people in the village were still preparing for the morning, and no one noticed that the two masters had slipped out like thieves. A large area on the mountainside is owned by the Fan family, so no one else came to disturb them. The two girls stepped on the autumn dew and walked carefully along the forest path to the side of the mountain.
"Are you sure it's this way?" Fan Ruoruo frowned, "This mountain is so big, let's not get lost."
"Don't worry." Lin Wan'er said with a smile: "I have an intuition, I seem to be able to feel where my husband is."
Fan Ruoruo had no choice but to trust this unreliable intuition. Although she thought so, she paid attention to the ground under her feet, and found that someone had indeed stepped on it. No one has such an elegant mood to go all the way to the barren hills.
I don't know how long it took, the two young girls finally pushed aside the autumn leaves, wiped off the dew on their clothes, walked through the forest, and came to the side of the mountain. Fortunately, Lin Wan'er recovered after taking Fei Jie's medicine, otherwise she might not be able to make it through this journey. Seeing his sister-in-law blushing, Ruoruo wiped her face distressedly, and reminded her to fasten the front button of the cloak that she had untied before they turned their eyes to the front.
I don’t know if I don’t look at it, but I’m startled when I see it.
The bottom of the mountain here is a rare gentle slope in Cangshan Mountain, and the top is a green meadow under the autumn frost. Looking up, it is a steep cliff with a height of more than ten feet. The slope is extremely steep. Among the chaotic rocks, there is hidden yellow bamboo piercing the sky like a sword.
On the cliff, there is a person, it is Fan Xian who is dressed in unlined clothes. Judging by his appearance, he is about to jump off the cliff!
Upon seeing it, Lin Wan'er was inexplicably horrified, and opened her mouth ready to cry out to stop Fan Xian's move. Unexpectedly, at this time, a soft and cool hand covered her lips.
Fan Ruoruo squinted at her brother on the cliff, pretending to be calm and said: "Don't worry." I don't know what kind of confidence she has in her judgment.
At this moment, Fan Xian had already plunged down from the cliff, and saw his body jumping between the rocks, every step was dangerously stepping on the only place where he could put his strength, and as he fell, his speed became faster and faster. The faster he went, he almost hit the bamboo several times.
But he seems to have a kind of innate pre-judgment, and he will always choose a turning point or two turning points in advance, and he has already chosen the location of the foothold, as well as the size of the shock force, and just passed by.
This depends on the strong control brought by the domineering true energy in his body, and even more on the instinct that he has heard from Wu Zhu.
In fact, it was just a flash of lightning, and his person had penetrated the bamboo forest and rocks like a black light, and landed steadily on the meadow. Fan Xian turned his head slightly, looked at the two girls' houses here in surprise, and said, "Why are you here?"
His breath was not disturbed at all, but the bamboo on the steep slope was slightly shaken by the rest of his breath.