There were only a few words in Du Wan's letter. She basically said that she had found a few good books and received a few good paintings in the past few days. She also randomly excerpted some poems that she thought were very well written, and asked her to write them on her behalf. He asked Zhuang Jing how he was, and then said that his eldest brother Jingli could not take care of him alone. After all, his daughter's family was very careful, so he hoped Hua Zhuo could take more care of her. Finally, he also mentioned Qingxuan's situation, saying that she has become less and less smoky since she became a monk. It is likely that the Wei family will have another female Bodhisattva in the future.
"Dress up, why not dress up? Clothes are made to be worn, jewelry is made to be worn, there is no need to put it there to look good."
Thinking of this, she curled her lips again. It's difficult. His rigid temperament is the same as that of her father. I'm afraid he won't be able to appreciate her humor and self-deprecation.
Thinking of this, she curled her lips again. It's difficult. His rigid temperament is the same as that of her father. I'm afraid he won't be able to appreciate her humor and self-deprecation.
Baxiu was also very cold and shivered: "I'm going to find the stove--I don't know how many I brought here this time--" Then he went to rummage through the boxes.
This letter aroused Hua Zhuo's homesickness even more. He really wanted to ignore it and pack his luggage immediately to go back to Huainan Mansion. However, when he looked out the window, the north wind was blowing hard, and the sycamore trees in front of the show pavilion were all withered, and he felt sad in his heart. , thinking that if I really go back carrying the anger of my ancestors, I am afraid that in the near future, Rongan Hall will be like this sycamore tree.
"No, Miss was the first to arrive."
Slowly came to the window, pushed it gently, and the window opened. The cold wind outside blew in, but it could not blow away the warmth in the room. The Qiu Shui Terrace was facing the Taiye Pool. Standing by the window, most of the Taiye You can have a panoramic view of the Taiye Pond. The heavy snow is like goose feathers, falling overwhelmingly, shrouding the entire Taiye Pond in a haze. The long embankment built along the Taiye Pond is like a white dragon, dormant there quietly, faintly About 10pm, you can still see the Jiuqu Bridge in the distance, and a painting boat is slowly sliding out from the bridge. In this kind of weather, some people still want to visit the lake.
Invite her to drink? How could that old-fashioned boy be so knowledgeable
Slowly came to the window, pushed it gently, and the window opened. The cold wind outside blew in, but it could not blow away the warmth in the room. The Qiu Shui Terrace was facing the Taiye Pool. Standing by the window, most of the Taiye You can have a panoramic view of the Taiye Pond. The heavy snow is like goose feathers, falling overwhelmingly, shrouding the entire Taiye Pond in a haze. The long embankment built along the Taiye Pond is like a white dragon, dormant there quietly, faintly About 10pm, you can still see the Jiuqu Bridge in the distance, and a painting boat is slowly sliding out from the bridge. In this kind of weather, some people still want to visit the lake.
Hua Zhuo nodded slightly and said, "Lead the way."
In the restaurant, there is naturally a brazier that will keep you warm, and there is also a fire dragon under the autumn water platform, which will make it even less cold.
Although the back door was cleared, Hua Zhuo could still hear the sound of drinking orders coming from the front. Apparently, there were already customers in the restaurant at this time. Although the weather was cold and the roads were difficult to travel, the snowy scenery of Taiye Lake was always there. It is a scenic spot in Beijing, and the restaurant is close to Taiye Pond. It is perfect to come here to warm yourself up with wine while enjoying the snow scenery. Even in such weather, the restaurant's business is still good.
"Green ants have newly fermented wine, a small red clay stove, it's snowing in the evening, can I have a drink?"
Feeling homesick, she took up her pen and wrote a long reply to Du Wan. She first talked about the scenery of Beijing, and then mentioned the comfort of Zhuang Jingzhi. Incidentally, she also mentioned a few words about Hua Yiren. When she thought about it, Du Wan was indifferent, and Hua Yiren was indifferent. If the two girls got together, they would definitely get along. In the end, they couldn't help complaining about their situation of not being able to return home as soon as possible, but they didn't dare to say more. Du Wan was a very smart person. , she might be able to guess something if she said too much.
"Qiqiao, order someone to go to the Jingzhong Restaurant."
Shopkeeper Fang Da bowed slightly and said to the two waiters: "Han San, Zhao Si, take care of the good lady."
Thinking of this, she curled her lips again. It's difficult. His rigid temperament is the same as that of her father. I'm afraid he won't be able to appreciate her humor and self-deprecation.
This is Zhuang Zheng's reply to her. The words "It's snowing late in the night" are totally out of place. It's been snowing all night and it hasn't stopped yet. Where did "Tian Yuxue" come from? If it was written to her by Zhuang Zheng Yes, how could such an omission occur? It was Zhuang Jing who was clearly saying that today's agreement would go ahead as usual and that she would be allowed to warm the wine at Qiushuitai. The little poem on this note was probably written by Zhuang Zheng for Zhuang Jing to play with, or maybe it was a copybook for Zhuang Jing, but Zhuang Jing used it to tease her.
"Miss, I heard from my aunt's servant that snow like this happens five or six times a year in Beijing."
The two waiters acknowledged each other, took a step forward at the same time, saluted Hua Zhuo, and said, "Greetings, Miss."
"It's so cold------" She rubbed her face and felt that her nose was about to fall off from the cold. She didn't feel it even when there was a brazier in the house. As soon as she went out, she realized that winter in Beijing is indeed colder than in Huainan Prefecture. many.
Time flew by so fast, and in a blink of an eye, it was the twentieth day. A heavy snowfall suddenly fell in the night. When Hua Zhuo woke up and opened the window, he could only stare at the white sky and earth in a daze.
Zhuang Jing's reply came very quickly. It was almost as soon as Hua Zhuo went to the fifteenth aunt to say hello and had just finished breakfast when he came back. Zhuang Jing's reply arrived. He took out the letter and looked at it. He saw that the handwriting was vigorous and upright. It's clearly Zhuang Zheng's name.
After walking for about half an hour, I arrived at the restaurant and walked in through the back door. Shopkeeper Fang Da had already received the news early in the morning and was waiting. He cleared the back door and there was no one else waiting. The only one present was Fang Da. The big shopkeeper and his two confidants.
"No, Miss was the first to arrive."
There were only a few words in Du Wan's letter. She basically said that she had found a few good books and received a few good paintings in the past few days. She also randomly excerpted some poems that she thought were very well written, and asked her to write them on her behalf. He asked Zhuang Jing how he was, and then said that his eldest brother Jingli could not take care of him alone. After all, his daughter's family was very careful, so he hoped Hua Zhuo could take more care of her. Finally, he also mentioned Qingxuan's situation, saying that she has become less and less smoky since she became a monk. It is likely that the Wei family will have another female Bodhisattva in the future.
There were no plum blossoms planted in this old house. The fragrance of plum blossoms should have come from afar. Hua Zhuo became interested and wanted to walk in the snow to find plum blossoms. After asking Qiqiao and Baxiu to help her get dressed, she happily left the embroidery pavilion. , after taking a few steps, a gust of cold wind blew snowflakes on her face, and a few fell on her neck. The cold suddenly made her shiver, and she pulled the two girls and ran back to the show pavilion.
"Beijing is actually colder than Huainan Mansion. Seeing how cold you are, I'll warm you up with a hand stove."
This is the first snow of the year. They say that auspicious snow heralds a good harvest. She should be happy, but - it is difficult to travel due to snow. She originally planned to take the first step of establishing connections in Beijing today, but God did not work for her. beautiful.
"Shop Manager Fang Da, go ahead and do your business. Just let them lead me to Qiushuitai." Hua Zhuo looked at the two confidants who were specially brought by Shopkeeper Fang Da and said.
Then he copied another copy and put it in two envelopes. One was sent to Du Wan, and the other was sent to Zhuang Jing. After doing this, her thoughts turned to Zhuang Zheng. With Zhuang Jing's temper, she would definitely show it to Zhuang Zheng after receiving this letter. I wonder if he would be able to read this little order she filled out casually. A knowing smile.
Hua Zhuo smiled and said, "Why are you freezing me? You're not cold either."
"It's so cold - has Sister Zhuo'er arrived already?" Zhuang Jing's voice came through the door.
The two maids were holding newly made clothes and new jewelry. They didn't know whether to dress up Hua Zhuo or not. Looking at the weather, I'm afraid I won't be able to go out.
"It's so cold - has Sister Zhuo'er arrived already?" Zhuang Jing's voice came through the door.
There are many fewer pedestrians on the street than on normal days. Although in the eyes of those literati, the heavy snow is falling, and everything is white, which is very poetic and picturesque. There are also many people who specifically choose this time to travel, but for those who camp on weekdays For the people in Jisheng, it is cold in the snowy weather and the roads are not easy to walk. Unless necessary, they naturally prefer to stay at home and rely on the stove to keep warm.
This letter aroused Hua Zhuo's homesickness even more. He really wanted to ignore it and pack his luggage immediately to go back to Huainan Mansion. However, when he looked out the window, the north wind was blowing hard, and the sycamore trees in front of the show pavilion were all withered, and he felt sad in his heart. , thinking that if I really go back carrying the anger of my ancestors, I am afraid that in the near future, Rongan Hall will be like this sycamore tree.
"Miss, are you still dressing up?"
Qiqiao was speechless. In fact, her hands were frozen.
Thinking of this, she curled her lips again. It's difficult. His rigid temperament is the same as that of her father. I'm afraid he won't be able to appreciate her humor and self-deprecation.
Hua Zhuo took a deep breath. The fresh air was mixed with a vague fragrance.
"Dress up, why not dress up? Clothes are made to be worn, jewelry is made to be worn, there is no need to put it there to look good."
The two waiters acknowledged each other, took a step forward at the same time, saluted Hua Zhuo, and said, "Greetings, Miss."
Qiqiao glared at her and cursed: "You think everyone is as shameless and shameless as you." Even though he said that, he still warmed his hand before passing the stove to Hua Zhuo's hand again. .
"It's so cold------" She rubbed her face and felt that her nose was about to fall off from the cold. She didn't feel it even when there was a brazier in the house. As soon as she went out, she realized that winter in Beijing is indeed colder than in Huainan Prefecture. many.
"Shop Manager Fang, is Miss Zhuang here?" Hua Zhuo asked.
After walking for about half an hour, I arrived at the restaurant and walked in through the back door. Shopkeeper Fang Da had already received the news early in the morning and was waiting. He cleared the back door and there was no one else waiting. The only one present was Fang Da. The big shopkeeper and his two confidants.
Hua Zhuo took a deep breath. The fresh air was mixed with a vague fragrance.
"It's so cold------" She rubbed her face and felt that her nose was about to fall off from the cold. She didn't feel it even when there was a brazier in the house. As soon as she went out, she realized that winter in Beijing is indeed colder than in Huainan Prefecture. many.
Hua Zhuo took a deep breath. The fresh air was mixed with a vague fragrance.
Qiqiao tried to hold on, but Hua Zhuo didn't force her. He put the stove back into Baxiu's hand, and then he held Qiqiao's hand with his own hands, but smiled silently. Qiqiao blushed, took out her hand and said, "Miss, don't freeze you-----"
"Green ants have newly fermented wine, a small red clay stove, it's snowing in the evening, can I have a drink?"
This is the first snow of the year. They say that auspicious snow heralds a good harvest. She should be happy, but - it is difficult to travel due to snow. She originally planned to take the first step of establishing connections in Beijing today, but God did not work for her. beautiful.
This is Zhuang Zheng's reply to her. The words "It's snowing late in the night" are totally out of place. It's been snowing all night and it hasn't stopped yet. Where did "Tian Yuxue" come from? If it was written to her by Zhuang Zheng Yes, how could such an omission occur? It was Zhuang Jing who was clearly saying that today's agreement would go ahead as usual and that she would be allowed to warm the wine at Qiushuitai. The little poem on this note was probably written by Zhuang Zheng for Zhuang Jing to play with, or maybe it was a copybook for Zhuang Jing, but Zhuang Jing used it to tease her.
Hua Zhuo looked at her funny, handed the stove to Qiqiao again, and said: "It's a pity that the road is not easy to walk, otherwise it wouldn't be so cold if we came out in a carriage and put on the brazier. There is only one stove, let's take turns to cook it, wait. It won’t be so cold when we get to the restaurant.”
After being in a daze for a while, Hua Zhuo suddenly came to his senses, spat lightly and said, "Damn Jing'er, you actually made fun of me."
Is this ----- Mei Xiang
Hua Zhuo gave an order, then sat down at the desk. Thinking that he had just been blown away by the wind and snow, he couldn't help but smile. With a thought in his mind, he grinded the ink, took a piece of Huanhua paper, and wrote: The snow suddenly fell last night, and this morning there was a faint fragrance. I suddenly came to visit Mei Xing. I followed the fragrance and walked through the snow to find traces. The wind was strong, and I returned to the house in panic.
There were no plum blossoms planted in this old house. The fragrance of plum blossoms should have come from afar. Hua Zhuo became interested and wanted to walk in the snow to find plum blossoms. After asking Qiqiao and Baxiu to help her get dressed, she happily left the embroidery pavilion. , after taking a few steps, a gust of cold wind blew snowflakes on her face, and a few fell on her neck. The cold suddenly made her shiver, and she pulled the two girls and ran back to the show pavilion.
"Miss, the Qiu Shui Terrace is ready, please come with me." Shopkeeper Fang Da said respectfully.
There were no plum blossoms planted in this old house. The fragrance of plum blossoms should have come from afar. Hua Zhuo became interested and wanted to walk in the snow to find plum blossoms. After asking Qiqiao and Baxiu to help her get dressed, she happily left the embroidery pavilion. , after taking a few steps, a gust of cold wind blew snowflakes on her face, and a few fell on her neck. The cold suddenly made her shiver, and she pulled the two girls and ran back to the show pavilion.
Thinking of this, she curled her lips again. It's difficult. His rigid temperament is the same as that of her father. I'm afraid he won't be able to appreciate her humor and self-deprecation.
Although the back door was cleared, Hua Zhuo could still hear the sound of drinking orders coming from the front. Apparently, there were already customers in the restaurant at this time. Although the weather was cold and the roads were difficult to travel, the snowy scenery of Taiye Lake was always there. It is a scenic spot in Beijing, and the restaurant is close to Taiye Pond. It is perfect to come here to warm yourself up with wine while enjoying the snow scenery. Even in such weather, the restaurant's business is still good.
"Miss, are you still dressing up?"
"Beijing is actually colder than Huainan Mansion. Seeing how cold you are, I'll warm you up with a hand stove."
Invite her to drink? How could that old-fashioned boy be so knowledgeable
"No, Miss was the first to arrive."
"Beijing is actually colder than Huainan Mansion. Seeing how cold you are, I'll warm you up with a hand stove."
Baxiu was also very cold and shivered: "I'm going to find the stove--I don't know how many I brought here this time--" Then he went to rummage through the boxes.
"It's so cold------" She rubbed her face and felt that her nose was about to fall off from the cold. She didn't feel it even when there was a brazier in the house. As soon as she went out, she realized that winter in Beijing is indeed colder than in Huainan Prefecture. many.
"Miss, the Qiu Shui Terrace is ready, please come with me." Shopkeeper Fang Da said respectfully.
Time flew by so fast, and in a blink of an eye, it was the twentieth day. A heavy snowfall suddenly fell in the night. When Hua Zhuo woke up and opened the window, he could only stare at the white sky and earth in a daze.
Time flew by so fast, and in a blink of an eye, it was the twentieth day. A heavy snowfall suddenly fell in the night. When Hua Zhuo woke up and opened the window, he could only stare at the white sky and earth in a daze.
Invite her to drink? How could that old-fashioned boy be so knowledgeable
Baxiu was also very cold and shivered: "I'm going to find the stove--I don't know how many I brought here this time--" Then he went to rummage through the boxes.
Baxiu was not polite. He quickly took the stove and almost put his face against it. After warming it for a while, he put it back into Hua Zhuo's hand and said, "Miss, I'm already warm."
Hua Zhuo gave an order, then sat down at the desk. Thinking that he had just been blown away by the wind and snow, he couldn't help but smile. With a thought in his mind, he grinded the ink, took a piece of Huanhua paper, and wrote: The snow suddenly fell last night, and this morning there was a faint fragrance. I suddenly came to visit Mei Xing. I followed the fragrance and walked through the snow to find traces. The wind was strong, and I returned to the house in panic.
Qiqiao glared at her and cursed: "You think everyone is as shameless and shameless as you." Even though he said that, he still warmed his hand before passing the stove to Hua Zhuo's hand again. .
"Send some to my aunt and uncle, and also to Grandma Liu. I think everyone is cold. Tell Grandma Liu that if the hand stove is not enough, send someone to buy some."
Feeling homesick, she took up her pen and wrote a long reply to Du Wan. She first talked about the scenery of Beijing, and then mentioned the comfort of Zhuang Jingzhi. Incidentally, she also mentioned a few words about Hua Yiren. When she thought about it, Du Wan was indifferent, and Hua Yiren was indifferent. If the two girls got together, they would definitely get along. In the end, they couldn't help complaining about their situation of not being able to return home as soon as possible, but they didn't dare to say more. Du Wan was a very smart person. , she might be able to guess something if she said too much.
Another move
"Miss, the Qiu Shui Terrace is ready, please come with me." Shopkeeper Fang Da said respectfully.
Is this ----- Mei Xiang
Qiqiao sniffed, wrapped herself in another thick cloak and said, "Miss, I'll go to the kitchen to get some charcoal, put it in the hand stove and cover it in my arms, so it won't be so cold."
"Miss, the Qiu Shui Terrace is ready, please come with me." Shopkeeper Fang Da said respectfully.
Qiqiao was speechless. In fact, her hands were frozen.
"Send some to my aunt and uncle, and also to Grandma Liu. I think everyone is cold. Tell Grandma Liu that if the hand stove is not enough, send someone to buy some."
The earth fire dragon in the Qiushui Terrace was already burning, and as soon as he entered the door, the warmth hit his face. Baxiu quickly helped Hua Zhuo take off his cloak, and said with a smile: "It's freezing cold outside, but it's as warm as spring inside. This is better than the one in our old house." It’s still warm in the house.”
"Shop Manager Fang Da, go ahead and do your business. Just let them lead me to Qiushuitai." Hua Zhuo looked at the two confidants who were specially brought by Shopkeeper Fang Da and said.
Invite her to drink? How could that old-fashioned boy be so knowledgeable
Squeezing into the sedan with Hua Zhuo, Baxiu clapped his hands and sighed. In winter in Huainan Prefecture, there are at most one or two snowfalls, and it melts away in two or three days at most.
"Beijing is actually colder than Huainan Mansion. Seeing how cold you are, I'll warm you up with a hand stove."
Hua Zhuo smiled and said, "Why are you freezing me? You're not cold either."
There are many fewer pedestrians on the street than on normal days. Although in the eyes of those literati, the heavy snow is falling, and everything is white, which is very poetic and picturesque. There are also many people who specifically choose this time to travel, but for those who camp on weekdays For the people in Jisheng, it is cold in the snowy weather and the roads are not easy to walk. Unless necessary, they naturally prefer to stay at home and rely on the stove to keep warm.
Hua Zhuo gave an order, then sat down at the desk. Thinking that he had just been blown away by the wind and snow, he couldn't help but smile. With a thought in his mind, he grinded the ink, took a piece of Huanhua paper, and wrote: The snow suddenly fell last night, and this morning there was a faint fragrance. I suddenly came to visit Mei Xing. I followed the fragrance and walked through the snow to find traces. The wind was strong, and I returned to the house in panic.
Hua Zhuo looked around slowly and saw that the walls were indeed full of poems and paintings, and some places were even covered with gauze. They were obviously either great poems or paintings by famous artists, with the faint fragrance of ink assailing his nostrils. On the table near the window, pens, inks, papers and inkstones are neatly arranged. On the diagonal wall, there are common musical instruments such as Yaoqin, Xiao, flute and pipa. On the Duobao Pavilion placed against the wall, there are several stacks of books and several small and exquisite porcelain ornaments. Next to it is a chessboard with a pair of broken chess pieces placed on it. For some reason, the guys did not put away the broken chess pieces.
Hua Zhuo gave an order, then sat down at the desk. Thinking that he had just been blown away by the wind and snow, he couldn't help but smile. With a thought in his mind, he grinded the ink, took a piece of Huanhua paper, and wrote: The snow suddenly fell last night, and this morning there was a faint fragrance. I suddenly came to visit Mei Xing. I followed the fragrance and walked through the snow to find traces. The wind was strong, and I returned to the house in panic.
Then he copied another copy and put it in two envelopes. One was sent to Du Wan, and the other was sent to Zhuang Jing. After doing this, her thoughts turned to Zhuang Zheng. With Zhuang Jing's temper, she would definitely show it to Zhuang Zheng after receiving this letter. I wonder if he would be able to read this little order she filled out casually. A knowing smile.
"No, Miss was the first to arrive."
"Shop Manager Fang, is Miss Zhuang here?" Hua Zhuo asked.
Squeezing into the sedan with Hua Zhuo, Baxiu clapped his hands and sighed. In winter in Huainan Prefecture, there are at most one or two snowfalls, and it melts away in two or three days at most.
This is the first snow of the year. They say that auspicious snow heralds a good harvest. She should be happy, but - it is difficult to travel due to snow. She originally planned to take the first step of establishing connections in Beijing today, but God did not work for her. beautiful.
Qiqiao tried to hold on, but Hua Zhuo didn't force her. He put the stove back into Baxiu's hand, and then he held Qiqiao's hand with his own hands, but smiled silently. Qiqiao blushed, took out her hand and said, "Miss, don't freeze you-----"
"Shop Manager Fang, is Miss Zhuang here?" Hua Zhuo asked.
"Thank you, miss."
"Miss, are you still dressing up?"
Thinking of this, she curled her lips again. It's difficult. His rigid temperament is the same as that of her father. I'm afraid he won't be able to appreciate her humor and self-deprecation.
Invite her to drink? How could that old-fashioned boy be so knowledgeable
Zhuang Jing's reply came very quickly. It was almost as soon as Hua Zhuo went to the fifteenth aunt to say hello and had just finished breakfast when he came back. Zhuang Jing's reply arrived. He took out the letter and looked at it. He saw that the handwriting was vigorous and upright. It's clearly Zhuang Zheng's name.
Shopkeeper Fang Da bowed slightly and said to the two waiters: "Han San, Zhao Si, take care of the good lady."
Zhuang Jing's reply came very quickly. It was almost as soon as Hua Zhuo went to the fifteenth aunt to say hello and had just finished breakfast when he came back. Zhuang Jing's reply arrived. He took out the letter and looked at it. He saw that the handwriting was vigorous and upright. It's clearly Zhuang Zheng's name.
This is the first snow of the year. They say that auspicious snow heralds a good harvest. She should be happy, but - it is difficult to travel due to snow. She originally planned to take the first step of establishing connections in Beijing today, but God did not work for her. beautiful.
Slowly came to the window, pushed it gently, and the window opened. The cold wind outside blew in, but it could not blow away the warmth in the room. The Qiu Shui Terrace was facing the Taiye Pool. Standing by the window, most of the Taiye You can have a panoramic view of the Taiye Pond. The heavy snow is like goose feathers, falling overwhelmingly, shrouding the entire Taiye Pond in a haze. The long embankment built along the Taiye Pond is like a white dragon, dormant there quietly, faintly About 10pm, you can still see the Jiuqu Bridge in the distance, and a painting boat is slowly sliding out from the bridge. In this kind of weather, some people still want to visit the lake.
"Beijing is actually colder than Huainan Mansion. Seeing how cold you are, I'll warm you up with a hand stove."
"Thank you, miss."
"Thank you, miss."
There are many fewer pedestrians on the street than on normal days. Although in the eyes of those literati, the heavy snow is falling, and everything is white, which is very poetic and picturesque. There are also many people who specifically choose this time to travel, but for those who camp on weekdays For the people in Jisheng, it is cold in the snowy weather and the roads are not easy to walk. Unless necessary, they naturally prefer to stay at home and rely on the stove to keep warm.
Hua Zhuo looked around slowly and saw that the walls were indeed full of poems and paintings, and some places were even covered with gauze. They were obviously either great poems or paintings by famous artists, with the faint fragrance of ink assailing his nostrils. On the table near the window, pens, inks, papers and inkstones are neatly arranged. On the diagonal wall, there are common musical instruments such as Yaoqin, Xiao, flute and pipa. On the Duobao Pavilion placed against the wall, there are several stacks of books and several small and exquisite porcelain ornaments. Next to it is a chessboard with a pair of broken chess pieces placed on it. For some reason, the guys did not put away the broken chess pieces.
"Dress up, why not dress up? Clothes are made to be worn, jewelry is made to be worn, there is no need to put it there to look good."
Another move
"Miss, please warm up, I'm not cold."
Hua Zhuo looked at her funny, handed the stove to Qiqiao again, and said: "It's a pity that the road is not easy to walk, otherwise it wouldn't be so cold if we came out in a carriage and put on the brazier. There is only one stove, let's take turns to cook it, wait. It won’t be so cold when we get to the restaurant.”
The two waiters acknowledged each other, took a step forward at the same time, saluted Hua Zhuo, and said, "Greetings, Miss."
"It's so cold------" She rubbed her face and felt that her nose was about to fall off from the cold. She didn't feel it even when there was a brazier in the house. As soon as she went out, she realized that winter in Beijing is indeed colder than in Huainan Prefecture. many.
The two waiters acknowledged each other, took a step forward at the same time, saluted Hua Zhuo, and said, "Greetings, Miss."
Hua Zhuo smiled and said, "Why are you freezing me? You're not cold either."
Baxiu was also very cold and shivered: "I'm going to find the stove--I don't know how many I brought here this time--" Then he went to rummage through the boxes.
There are many fewer pedestrians on the street than on normal days. Although in the eyes of those literati, the heavy snow is falling, and everything is white, which is very poetic and picturesque. There are also many people who specifically choose this time to travel, but for those who camp on weekdays For the people in Jisheng, it is cold in the snowy weather and the roads are not easy to walk. Unless necessary, they naturally prefer to stay at home and rely on the stove to keep warm.
Thinking that it was Zhuang Zheng writing to her again in Zhuang Jing's name, Hua Zhuo blushed and his heart skipped a beat. He couldn't tell whether he was happy or annoyed. It took him a while to read the letter carefully, but it was a small poem.
The earth fire dragon in the Qiushui Terrace was already burning, and as soon as he entered the door, the warmth hit his face. Baxiu quickly helped Hua Zhuo take off his cloak, and said with a smile: "It's freezing cold outside, but it's as warm as spring inside. This is better than the one in our old house." It’s still warm in the house.”
Shopkeeper Fang Da bowed slightly and said to the two waiters: "Han San, Zhao Si, take care of the good lady."
"Shop Manager Fang Da, go ahead and do your business. Just let them lead me to Qiushuitai." Hua Zhuo looked at the two confidants who were specially brought by Shopkeeper Fang Da and said.
Feeling homesick, she took up her pen and wrote a long reply to Du Wan. She first talked about the scenery of Beijing, and then mentioned the comfort of Zhuang Jingzhi. Incidentally, she also mentioned a few words about Hua Yiren. When she thought about it, Du Wan was indifferent, and Hua Yiren was indifferent. If the two girls got together, they would definitely get along. In the end, they couldn't help complaining about their situation of not being able to return home as soon as possible, but they didn't dare to say more. Du Wan was a very smart person. , she might be able to guess something if she said too much.
"Beijing is actually colder than Huainan Mansion. Seeing how cold you are, I'll warm you up with a hand stove."
"Dress up, why not dress up? Clothes are made to be worn, jewelry is made to be worn, there is no need to put it there to look good."
"It's so cold - has Sister Zhuo'er arrived already?" Zhuang Jing's voice came through the door.
"Qiqiao, order someone to go to the Jingzhong Restaurant."
"Green ants have newly fermented wine, a small red clay stove, it's snowing in the evening, can I have a drink?"
"Send some to my aunt and uncle, and also to Grandma Liu. I think everyone is cold. Tell Grandma Liu that if the hand stove is not enough, send someone to buy some."
"Miss, I heard from my aunt's servant that snow like this happens five or six times a year in Beijing."
Thinking that it was Zhuang Zheng writing to her again in Zhuang Jing's name, Hua Zhuo blushed and his heart skipped a beat. He couldn't tell whether he was happy or annoyed. It took him a while to read the letter carefully, but it was a small poem.
Hua Zhuo looked around slowly and saw that the walls were indeed full of poems and paintings, and some places were even covered with gauze. They were obviously either great poems or paintings by famous artists, with the faint fragrance of ink assailing his nostrils. On the table near the window, pens, inks, papers and inkstones are neatly arranged. On the diagonal wall, there are common musical instruments such as Yaoqin, Xiao, flute and pipa. On the Duobao Pavilion placed against the wall, there are several stacks of books and several small and exquisite porcelain ornaments. Next to it is a chessboard with a pair of broken chess pieces placed on it. For some reason, the guys did not put away the broken chess pieces.
Thinking that it was Zhuang Zheng writing to her again in Zhuang Jing's name, Hua Zhuo blushed and his heart skipped a beat. He couldn't tell whether he was happy or annoyed. It took him a while to read the letter carefully, but it was a small poem.
Invite her to drink? How could that old-fashioned boy be so knowledgeable
There were no plum blossoms planted in this old house. The fragrance of plum blossoms should have come from afar. Hua Zhuo became interested and wanted to walk in the snow to find plum blossoms. After asking Qiqiao and Baxiu to help her get dressed, she happily left the embroidery pavilion. , after taking a few steps, a gust of cold wind blew snowflakes on her face, and a few fell on her neck. The cold suddenly made her shiver, and she pulled the two girls and ran back to the show pavilion.
Squeezing into the sedan with Hua Zhuo, Baxiu clapped his hands and sighed. In winter in Huainan Prefecture, there are at most one or two snowfalls, and it melts away in two or three days at most.
"Shop Manager Fang Da, go ahead and do your business. Just let them lead me to Qiushuitai." Hua Zhuo looked at the two confidants who were specially brought by Shopkeeper Fang Da and said.
There are many fewer pedestrians on the street than on normal days. Although in the eyes of those literati, the heavy snow is falling, and everything is white, which is very poetic and picturesque. There are also many people who specifically choose this time to travel, but for those who camp on weekdays For the people in Jisheng, it is cold in the snowy weather and the roads are not easy to walk. Unless necessary, they naturally prefer to stay at home and rely on the stove to keep warm.
After being in a daze for a while, Hua Zhuo suddenly came to his senses, spat lightly and said, "Damn Jing'er, you actually made fun of me."
Zhuang Jing's reply came very quickly. It was almost as soon as Hua Zhuo went to the fifteenth aunt to say hello and had just finished breakfast when he came back. Zhuang Jing's reply arrived. He took out the letter and looked at it. He saw that the handwriting was vigorous and upright. It's clearly Zhuang Zheng's name.
Shopkeeper Fang Da bowed slightly and said to the two waiters: "Han San, Zhao Si, take care of the good lady."
Qiqiao tried to hold on, but Hua Zhuo didn't force her. He put the stove back into Baxiu's hand, and then he held Qiqiao's hand with his own hands, but smiled silently. Qiqiao blushed, took out her hand and said, "Miss, don't freeze you-----"
This is the first snow of the year. They say that auspicious snow heralds a good harvest. She should be happy, but - it is difficult to travel due to snow. She originally planned to take the first step of establishing connections in Beijing today, but God did not work for her. beautiful.
"Young lady is still awesome -----" Baxiu staggered with a smile, and put the stove back into Qiqiao's hand, "I let you warm it as long as you like, why are you being pretentious? Your hands are frozen, it's not because the lady feels sorry for you."
"Qiqiao, order someone to go to the Jingzhong Restaurant."
This letter aroused Hua Zhuo's homesickness even more. He really wanted to ignore it and pack his luggage immediately to go back to Huainan Mansion. However, when he looked out the window, the north wind was blowing hard, and the sycamore trees in front of the show pavilion were all withered, and he felt sad in his heart. , thinking that if I really go back carrying the anger of my ancestors, I am afraid that in the near future, Rongan Hall will be like this sycamore tree.
This is Zhuang Zheng's reply to her. The words "It's snowing late in the night" are totally out of place. It's been snowing all night and it hasn't stopped yet. Where did "Tian Yuxue" come from? If it was written to her by Zhuang Zheng Yes, how could such an omission occur? It was Zhuang Jing who was clearly saying that today's agreement would go ahead as usual and that she would be allowed to warm the wine at Qiushuitai. The little poem on this note was probably written by Zhuang Zheng for Zhuang Jing to play with, or maybe it was a copybook for Zhuang Jing, but Zhuang Jing used it to tease her.
There are many fewer pedestrians on the street than on normal days. Although in the eyes of those literati, the heavy snow is falling, and everything is white, which is very poetic and picturesque. There are also many people who specifically choose this time to travel, but for those who camp on weekdays For the people in Jisheng, it is cold in the snowy weather and the roads are not easy to walk. Unless necessary, they naturally prefer to stay at home and rely on the stove to keep warm.
"Miss, please warm up, I'm not cold."
After being in a daze for a while, Hua Zhuo suddenly came to his senses, spat lightly and said, "Damn Jing'er, you actually made fun of me."
"Send some to my aunt and uncle, and also to Grandma Liu. I think everyone is cold. Tell Grandma Liu that if the hand stove is not enough, send someone to buy some."
"Miss, are you still dressing up?"
Thinking that it was Zhuang Zheng writing to her again in Zhuang Jing's name, Hua Zhuo blushed and his heart skipped a beat. He couldn't tell whether he was happy or annoyed. It took him a while to read the letter carefully, but it was a small poem.
After walking for about half an hour, I arrived at the restaurant and walked in through the back door. Shopkeeper Fang Da had already received the news early in the morning and was waiting. He cleared the back door and there was no one else waiting. The only one present was Fang Da. The big shopkeeper and his two confidants.
Qiqiao tried to hold on, but Hua Zhuo didn't force her. He put the stove back into Baxiu's hand, and then he held Qiqiao's hand with his own hands, but smiled silently. Qiqiao blushed, took out her hand and said, "Miss, don't freeze you-----"
"Qiqiao, order someone to go to the Jingzhong Restaurant."
Slowly came to the window, pushed it gently, and the window opened. The cold wind outside blew in, but it could not blow away the warmth in the room. The Qiu Shui Terrace was facing the Taiye Pool. Standing by the window, most of the Taiye You can have a panoramic view of the Taiye Pond. The heavy snow is like goose feathers, falling overwhelmingly, shrouding the entire Taiye Pond in a haze. The long embankment built along the Taiye Pond is like a white dragon, dormant there quietly, faintly About 10pm, you can still see the Jiuqu Bridge in the distance, and a painting boat is slowly sliding out from the bridge. In this kind of weather, some people still want to visit the lake.
Hua Zhuo looked at her funny, handed the stove to Qiqiao again, and said: "It's a pity that the road is not easy to walk, otherwise it wouldn't be so cold if we came out in a carriage and put on the brazier. There is only one stove, let's take turns to cook it, wait. It won’t be so cold when we get to the restaurant.”
Baxiu was not polite. He quickly took the stove and almost put his face against it. After warming it for a while, he put it back into Hua Zhuo's hand and said, "Miss, I'm already warm."
There are many fewer pedestrians on the street than on normal days. Although in the eyes of those literati, the heavy snow is falling, and everything is white, which is very poetic and picturesque. There are also many people who specifically choose this time to travel, but for those who camp on weekdays For the people in Jisheng, it is cold in the snowy weather and the roads are not easy to walk. Unless necessary, they naturally prefer to stay at home and rely on the stove to keep warm.
"Shop Manager Fang, is Miss Zhuang here?" Hua Zhuo asked.
"Miss, I heard from my aunt's servant that snow like this happens five or six times a year in Beijing."
Qiqiao glared at her and cursed: "You think everyone is as shameless and shameless as you." Even though he said that, he still warmed his hand before passing the stove to Hua Zhuo's hand again. .
Feeling homesick, she took up her pen and wrote a long reply to Du Wan. She first talked about the scenery of Beijing, and then mentioned the comfort of Zhuang Jingzhi. Incidentally, she also mentioned a few words about Hua Yiren. When she thought about it, Du Wan was indifferent, and Hua Yiren was indifferent. If the two girls got together, they would definitely get along. In the end, they couldn't help complaining about their situation of not being able to return home as soon as possible, but they didn't dare to say more. Du Wan was a very smart person. , she might be able to guess something if she said too much.
"Young lady is still awesome -----" Baxiu staggered with a smile, and put the stove back into Qiqiao's hand, "I let you warm it as long as you like, why are you being pretentious? Your hands are frozen, it's not because the lady feels sorry for you."
Feeling homesick, she took up her pen and wrote a long reply to Du Wan. She first talked about the scenery of Beijing, and then mentioned the comfort of Zhuang Jingzhi. Incidentally, she also mentioned a few words about Hua Yiren. When she thought about it, Du Wan was indifferent, and Hua Yiren was indifferent. If the two girls got together, they would definitely get along. In the end, they couldn't help complaining about their situation of not being able to return home as soon as possible, but they didn't dare to say more. Du Wan was a very smart person. , she might be able to guess something if she said too much.
"Miss, please warm up, I'm not cold."
"Miss, I heard from my aunt's servant that snow like this happens five or six times a year in Beijing."
"Miss, please warm up, I'm not cold."
"Shop Manager Fang, is Miss Zhuang here?" Hua Zhuo asked.
Hua Zhuo nodded slightly and said, "Lead the way."
In the restaurant, there is naturally a brazier that will keep you warm, and there is also a fire dragon under the autumn water platform, which will make it even less cold.
Squeezing into the sedan with Hua Zhuo, Baxiu clapped his hands and sighed. In winter in Huainan Prefecture, there are at most one or two snowfalls, and it melts away in two or three days at most.
"It's so cold - has Sister Zhuo'er arrived already?" Zhuang Jing's voice came through the door.
Hua Zhuo looked at her funny, handed the stove to Qiqiao again, and said: "It's a pity that the road is not easy to walk, otherwise it wouldn't be so cold if we came out in a carriage and put on the brazier. There is only one stove, let's take turns to cook it, wait. It won’t be so cold when we get to the restaurant.”
Is this ----- Mei Xiang
"It's so cold - has Sister Zhuo'er arrived already?" Zhuang Jing's voice came through the door.
Squeezing into the sedan with Hua Zhuo, Baxiu clapped his hands and sighed. In winter in Huainan Prefecture, there are at most one or two snowfalls, and it melts away in two or three days at most.
"Dress up, why not dress up? Clothes are made to be worn, jewelry is made to be worn, there is no need to put it there to look good."
"Beijing is actually colder than Huainan Mansion. Seeing how cold you are, I'll warm you up with a hand stove."
Thinking of this, she curled her lips again. It's difficult. His rigid temperament is the same as that of her father. I'm afraid he won't be able to appreciate her humor and self-deprecation.
Baxiu was also very cold and shivered: "I'm going to find the stove--I don't know how many I brought here this time--" Then he went to rummage through the boxes.
"Shop Manager Fang, is Miss Zhuang here?" Hua Zhuo asked.
"Shop Manager Fang Da, go ahead and do your business. Just let them lead me to Qiushuitai." Hua Zhuo looked at the two confidants who were specially brought by Shopkeeper Fang Da and said.
Qiqiao was speechless. In fact, her hands were frozen.
Thinking of this, she curled her lips again. It's difficult. His rigid temperament is the same as that of her father. I'm afraid he won't be able to appreciate her humor and self-deprecation.
"Thank you, miss."
Hua Zhuo looked at her funny, handed the stove to Qiqiao again, and said: "It's a pity that the road is not easy to walk, otherwise it wouldn't be so cold if we came out in a carriage and put on the brazier. There is only one stove, let's take turns to cook it, wait. It won’t be so cold when we get to the restaurant.”
Hua Zhuo took a deep breath. The fresh air was mixed with a vague fragrance.
Baxiu was not polite. He quickly took the stove and almost put his face against it. After warming it for a while, he put it back into Hua Zhuo's hand and said, "Miss, I'm already warm."
"Thank you, miss."
"Dress up, why not dress up? Clothes are made to be worn, jewelry is made to be worn, there is no need to put it there to look good."
Hua Zhuo looked at her funny, handed the stove to Qiqiao again, and said: "It's a pity that the road is not easy to walk, otherwise it wouldn't be so cold if we came out in a carriage and put on the brazier. There is only one stove, let's take turns to cook it, wait. It won’t be so cold when we get to the restaurant.”
Qiqiao tried to hold on, but Hua Zhuo didn't force her. He put the stove back into Baxiu's hand, and then he held Qiqiao's hand with his own hands, but smiled silently. Qiqiao blushed, took out her hand and said, "Miss, don't freeze you-----"
Although the back door was cleared, Hua Zhuo could still hear the sound of drinking orders coming from the front. Apparently, there were already customers in the restaurant at this time. Although the weather was cold and the roads were difficult to travel, the snowy scenery of Taiye Lake was always there. It is a scenic spot in Beijing, and the restaurant is close to Taiye Pond. It is perfect to come here to warm yourself up with wine while enjoying the snow scenery. Even in such weather, the restaurant's business is still good.
"Green ants have newly fermented wine, a small red clay stove, it's snowing in the evening, can I have a drink?"
Baxiu was not polite. He quickly took the stove and almost put his face against it. After warming it for a while, he put it back into Hua Zhuo's hand and said, "Miss, I'm already warm."
This letter aroused Hua Zhuo's homesickness even more. He really wanted to ignore it and pack his luggage immediately to go back to Huainan Mansion. However, when he looked out the window, the north wind was blowing hard, and the sycamore trees in front of the show pavilion were all withered, and he felt sad in his heart. , thinking that if I really go back carrying the anger of my ancestors, I am afraid that in the near future, Rongan Hall will be like this sycamore tree.
In the restaurant, there is naturally a brazier that will keep you warm, and there is also a fire dragon under the autumn water platform, which will make it even less cold.
Feeling homesick, she took up her pen and wrote a long reply to Du Wan. She first talked about the scenery of Beijing, and then mentioned the comfort of Zhuang Jingzhi. Incidentally, she also mentioned a few words about Hua Yiren. When she thought about it, Du Wan was indifferent, and Hua Yiren was indifferent. If the two girls got together, they would definitely get along. In the end, they couldn't help complaining about their situation of not being able to return home as soon as possible, but they didn't dare to say more. Du Wan was a very smart person. , she might be able to guess something if she said too much.
Baxiu was also very cold and shivered: "I'm going to find the stove--I don't know how many I brought here this time--" Then he went to rummage through the boxes.
"Miss, please warm up, I'm not cold."
After walking for about half an hour, I arrived at the restaurant and walked in through the back door. Shopkeeper Fang Da had already received the news early in the morning and was waiting. He cleared the back door and there was no one else waiting. The only one present was Fang Da. The big shopkeeper and his two confidants.
"Shop Manager Fang, is Miss Zhuang here?" Hua Zhuo asked.
Shopkeeper Fang Da bowed slightly and said to the two waiters: "Han San, Zhao Si, take care of the good lady."
Squeezing into the sedan with Hua Zhuo, Baxiu clapped his hands and sighed. In winter in Huainan Prefecture, there are at most one or two snowfalls, and it melts away in two or three days at most.
Qiqiao sniffed, wrapped herself in another thick cloak and said, "Miss, I'll go to the kitchen to get some charcoal, put it in the hand stove and cover it in my arms, so it won't be so cold."
Thinking of this, she curled her lips again. It's difficult. His rigid temperament is the same as that of her father. I'm afraid he won't be able to appreciate her humor and self-deprecation.
The earth fire dragon in the Qiushui Terrace was already burning, and as soon as he entered the door, the warmth hit his face. Baxiu quickly helped Hua Zhuo take off his cloak, and said with a smile: "It's freezing cold outside, but it's as warm as spring inside. This is better than the one in our old house." It’s still warm in the house.”
Hua Zhuo looked around slowly and saw that the walls were indeed full of poems and paintings, and some places were even covered with gauze. They were obviously either great poems or paintings by famous artists, with the faint fragrance of ink assailing his nostrils. On the table near the window, pens, inks, papers and inkstones are neatly arranged. On the diagonal wall, there are common musical instruments such as Yaoqin, Xiao, flute and pipa. On the Duobao Pavilion placed against the wall, there are several stacks of books and several small and exquisite porcelain ornaments. Next to it is a chessboard with a pair of broken chess pieces placed on it. For some reason, the guys did not put away the broken chess pieces.
Qiqiao tried to hold on, but Hua Zhuo didn't force her. He put the stove back into Baxiu's hand, and then he held Qiqiao's hand with his own hands, but smiled silently. Qiqiao blushed, took out her hand and said, "Miss, don't freeze you-----"
After being in a daze for a while, Hua Zhuo suddenly came to his senses, spat lightly and said, "Damn Jing'er, you actually made fun of me."
"Miss, please warm up, I'm not cold."
"Green ants have newly fermented wine, a small red clay stove, it's snowing in the evening, can I have a drink?"
"Young lady is still awesome -----" Baxiu staggered with a smile, and put the stove back into Qiqiao's hand, "I let you warm it as long as you like, why are you being pretentious? Your hands are frozen, it's not because the lady feels sorry for you."
Hua Zhuo looked at her funny, handed the stove to Qiqiao again, and said: "It's a pity that the road is not easy to walk, otherwise it wouldn't be so cold if we came out in a carriage and put on the brazier. There is only one stove, let's take turns to cook it, wait. It won’t be so cold when we get to the restaurant.”
Hua Zhuo smiled and said, "Why are you freezing me? You're not cold either."
Hua Zhuo took a deep breath. The fresh air was mixed with a vague fragrance.
"Thank you, miss."
Hua Zhuo looked at her funny, handed the stove to Qiqiao again, and said: "It's a pity that the road is not easy to walk, otherwise it wouldn't be so cold if we came out in a carriage and put on the brazier. There is only one stove, let's take turns to cook it, wait. It won’t be so cold when we get to the restaurant.”
"Send some to my aunt and uncle, and also to Grandma Liu. I think everyone is cold. Tell Grandma Liu that if the hand stove is not enough, send someone to buy some."
"Shop Manager Fang Da, go ahead and do your business. Just let them lead me to Qiushuitai." Hua Zhuo looked at the two confidants who were specially brought by Shopkeeper Fang Da and said.
Hua Zhuo nodded slightly and said, "Lead the way."
Qiqiao was speechless. In fact, her hands were frozen.
"Green ants have newly fermented wine, a small red clay stove, it's snowing in the evening, can I have a drink?"
Another move
Another move
Another move
"Dress up, why not dress up? Clothes are made to be worn, jewelry is made to be worn, there is no need to put it there to look good."
Is this ----- Mei Xiang
"Young lady is still awesome -----" Baxiu staggered with a smile, and put the stove back into Qiqiao's hand, "I let you warm it as long as you like, why are you being pretentious? Your hands are frozen, it's not because the lady feels sorry for you."
Invite her to drink? How could that old-fashioned boy be so knowledgeable
Hua Zhuo looked around slowly and saw that the walls were indeed full of poems and paintings, and some places were even covered with gauze. They were obviously either great poems or paintings by famous artists, with the faint fragrance of ink assailing his nostrils. On the table near the window, pens, inks, papers and inkstones are neatly arranged. On the diagonal wall, there are common musical instruments such as Yaoqin, Xiao, flute and pipa. On the Duobao Pavilion placed against the wall, there are several stacks of books and several small and exquisite porcelain ornaments. Next to it is a chessboard with a pair of broken chess pieces placed on it. For some reason, the guys did not put away the broken chess pieces.
This letter aroused Hua Zhuo's homesickness even more. He really wanted to ignore it and pack his luggage immediately to go back to Huainan Mansion. However, when he looked out the window, the north wind was blowing hard, and the sycamore trees in front of the show pavilion were all withered, and he felt sad in his heart. , thinking that if I really go back carrying the anger of my ancestors, I am afraid that in the near future, Rongan Hall will be like this sycamore tree.
"It's so cold------" She rubbed her face and felt that her nose was about to fall off from the cold. She didn't feel it even when there was a brazier in the house. As soon as she went out, she realized that winter in Beijing is indeed colder than in Huainan Prefecture. many.
Time flew by so fast, and in a blink of an eye, it was the twentieth day. A heavy snowfall suddenly fell in the night. When Hua Zhuo woke up and opened the window, he could only stare at the white sky and earth in a daze.
Qiqiao glared at her and cursed: "You think everyone is as shameless and shameless as you." Even though he said that, he still warmed his hand before passing the stove to Hua Zhuo's hand again. .
"Beijing is actually colder than Huainan Mansion. Seeing how cold you are, I'll warm you up with a hand stove."
"Miss, please warm up, I'm not cold."
Qiqiao tried to hold on, but Hua Zhuo didn't force her. He put the stove back into Baxiu's hand, and then he held Qiqiao's hand with his own hands, but smiled silently. Qiqiao blushed, took out her hand and said, "Miss, don't freeze you-----"
"Beijing is actually colder than Huainan Mansion. Seeing how cold you are, I'll warm you up with a hand stove."
Shopkeeper Fang Da bowed slightly and said to the two waiters: "Han San, Zhao Si, take care of the good lady."
"Shop Manager Fang, is Miss Zhuang here?" Hua Zhuo asked.
"Miss, I heard from my aunt's servant that snow like this happens five or six times a year in Beijing."
After walking for about half an hour, I arrived at the restaurant and walked in through the back door. Shopkeeper Fang Da had already received the news early in the morning and was waiting. He cleared the back door and there was no one else waiting. The only one present was Fang Da. The big shopkeeper and his two confidants.
There are many fewer pedestrians on the street than on normal days. Although in the eyes of those literati, the heavy snow is falling, and everything is white, which is very poetic and picturesque. There are also many people who specifically choose this time to travel, but for those who camp on weekdays For the people in Jisheng, it is cold in the snowy weather and the roads are not easy to walk. Unless necessary, they naturally prefer to stay at home and rely on the stove to keep warm.
Hua Zhuo smiled and said, "Why are you freezing me? You're not cold either."
Qiqiao glared at her and cursed: "You think everyone is as shameless and shameless as you." Even though he said that, he still warmed his hand before passing the stove to Hua Zhuo's hand again. .
"Miss, please warm up, I'm not cold."
There are many fewer pedestrians on the street than on normal days. Although in the eyes of those literati, the heavy snow is falling, and everything is white, which is very poetic and picturesque. There are also many people who specifically choose this time to travel, but for those who camp on weekdays For the people in Jisheng, it is cold in the snowy weather and the roads are not easy to walk. Unless necessary, they naturally prefer to stay at home and rely on the stove to keep warm.
"Miss, the Qiu Shui Terrace is ready, please come with me." Shopkeeper Fang Da said respectfully.
There were no plum blossoms planted in this old house. The fragrance of plum blossoms should have come from afar. Hua Zhuo became interested and wanted to walk in the snow to find plum blossoms. After asking Qiqiao and Baxiu to help her get dressed, she happily left the embroidery pavilion. , after taking a few steps, a gust of cold wind blew snowflakes on her face, and a few fell on her neck. The cold suddenly made her shiver, and she pulled the two girls and ran back to the show pavilion.
The earth fire dragon in the Qiushui Terrace was already burning, and as soon as he entered the door, the warmth hit his face. Baxiu quickly helped Hua Zhuo take off his cloak, and said with a smile: "It's freezing cold outside, but it's as warm as spring inside. This is better than the one in our old house." It’s still warm in the house.”
Qiqiao was speechless. In fact, her hands were frozen.
This is the first snow of the year. They say that auspicious snow heralds a good harvest. She should be happy, but - it is difficult to travel due to snow. She originally planned to take the first step of establishing connections in Beijing today, but God did not work for her. beautiful.
This is Zhuang Zheng's reply to her. The words "It's snowing late in the night" are totally out of place. It's been snowing all night and it hasn't stopped yet. Where did "Tian Yuxue" come from? If it was written to her by Zhuang Zheng Yes, how could such an omission occur? It was Zhuang Jing who was clearly saying that today's agreement would go ahead as usual and that she would be allowed to warm the wine at Qiushuitai. The little poem on this note was probably written by Zhuang Zheng for Zhuang Jing to play with, or maybe it was a copybook for Zhuang Jing, but Zhuang Jing used it to tease her.
Hua Zhuo gave an order, then sat down at the desk. Thinking that he had just been blown away by the wind and snow, he couldn't help but smile. With a thought in his mind, he grinded the ink, took a piece of Huanhua paper, and wrote: The snow suddenly fell last night, and this morning there was a faint fragrance. I suddenly came to visit Mei Xing. I followed the fragrance and walked through the snow to find traces. The wind was strong, and I returned to the house in panic.
"Shop Manager Fang, is Miss Zhuang here?" Hua Zhuo asked.
"It's so cold - has Sister Zhuo'er arrived already?" Zhuang Jing's voice came through the door.
Hua Zhuo looked around slowly and saw that the walls were indeed full of poems and paintings, and some places were even covered with gauze. They were obviously either great poems or paintings by famous artists, with the faint fragrance of ink assailing his nostrils. On the table near the window, pens, inks, papers and inkstones are neatly arranged. On the diagonal wall, there are common musical instruments such as Yaoqin, Xiao, flute and pipa. On the Duobao Pavilion placed against the wall, there are several stacks of books and several small and exquisite porcelain ornaments. Next to it is a chessboard with a pair of broken chess pieces placed on it. For some reason, the guys did not put away the broken chess pieces.
The earth fire dragon in the Qiushui Terrace was already burning, and as soon as he entered the door, the warmth hit his face. Baxiu quickly helped Hua Zhuo take off his cloak, and said with a smile: "It's freezing cold outside, but it's as warm as spring inside. This is better than the one in our old house." It’s still warm in the house.”
Baxiu was also very cold and shivered: "I'm going to find the stove--I don't know how many I brought here this time--" Then he went to rummage through the boxes.
There were only a few words in Du Wan's letter. She basically said that she had found a few good books and received a few good paintings in the past few days. She also randomly excerpted some poems that she thought were very well written, and asked her to write them on her behalf. He asked Zhuang Jing how he was, and then said that his eldest brother Jingli could not take care of him alone. After all, his daughter's family was very careful, so he hoped Hua Zhuo could take more care of her. Finally, he also mentioned Qingxuan's situation, saying that she has become less and less smoky since she became a monk. It is likely that the Wei family will have another female Bodhisattva in the future.
In the restaurant, there is naturally a brazier that will keep you warm, and there is also a fire dragon under the autumn water platform, which will make it even less cold.
The two maids were holding newly made clothes and new jewelry. They didn't know whether to dress up Hua Zhuo or not. Looking at the weather, I'm afraid I won't be able to go out.
"No, Miss was the first to arrive."
"Miss, the Qiu Shui Terrace is ready, please come with me." Shopkeeper Fang Da said respectfully.
Thinking of this, she curled her lips again. It's difficult. His rigid temperament is the same as that of her father. I'm afraid he won't be able to appreciate her humor and self-deprecation.
Although the back door was cleared, Hua Zhuo could still hear the sound of drinking orders coming from the front. Apparently, there were already customers in the restaurant at this time. Although the weather was cold and the roads were difficult to travel, the snowy scenery of Taiye Lake was always there. It is a scenic spot in Beijing, and the restaurant is close to Taiye Pond. It is perfect to come here to warm yourself up with wine while enjoying the snow scenery. Even in such weather, the restaurant's business is still good.
"Thank you, miss."
"Shop Manager Fang Da, go ahead and do your business. Just let them lead me to Qiushuitai." Hua Zhuo looked at the two confidants who were specially brought by Shopkeeper Fang Da and said.
Thinking of this, she curled her lips again. It's difficult. His rigid temperament is the same as that of her father. I'm afraid he won't be able to appreciate her humor and self-deprecation.
This is the first snow of the year. They say that auspicious snow heralds a good harvest. She should be happy, but - it is difficult to travel due to snow. She originally planned to take the first step of establishing connections in Beijing today, but God did not work for her. beautiful.
Invite her to drink? How could that old-fashioned boy be so knowledgeable
The two maids were holding newly made clothes and new jewelry. They didn't know whether to dress up Hua Zhuo or not. Looking at the weather, I'm afraid I won't be able to go out.
Time flew by so fast, and in a blink of an eye, it was the twentieth day. A heavy snowfall suddenly fell in the night. When Hua Zhuo woke up and opened the window, he could only stare at the white sky and earth in a daze.
Although the back door was cleared, Hua Zhuo could still hear the sound of drinking orders coming from the front. Apparently, there were already customers in the restaurant at this time. Although the weather was cold and the roads were difficult to travel, the snowy scenery of Taiye Lake was always there. It is a scenic spot in Beijing, and the restaurant is close to Taiye Pond. It is perfect to come here to warm yourself up with wine while enjoying the snow scenery. Even in such weather, the restaurant's business is still good.
Invite her to drink? How could that old-fashioned boy be so knowledgeable
In the restaurant, there is naturally a brazier that will keep you warm, and there is also a fire dragon under the autumn water platform, which will make it even less cold.
Hua Zhuo looked around slowly and saw that the walls were indeed full of poems and paintings, and some places were even covered with gauze. They were obviously either great poems or paintings by famous artists, with the faint fragrance of ink assailing his nostrils. On the table near the window, pens, inks, papers and inkstones are neatly arranged. On the diagonal wall, there are common musical instruments such as Yaoqin, Xiao, flute and pipa. On the Duobao Pavilion placed against the wall, there are several stacks of books and several small and exquisite porcelain ornaments. Next to it is a chessboard with a pair of broken chess pieces placed on it. For some reason, the guys did not put away the broken chess pieces.
There were no plum blossoms planted in this old house. The fragrance of plum blossoms should have come from afar. Hua Zhuo became interested and wanted to walk in the snow to find plum blossoms. After asking Qiqiao and Baxiu to help her get dressed, she happily left the embroidery pavilion. , after taking a few steps, a gust of cold wind blew snowflakes on her face, and a few fell on her neck. The cold suddenly made her shiver, and she pulled the two girls and ran back to the show pavilion.
"It's so cold - has Sister Zhuo'er arrived already?" Zhuang Jing's voice came through the door.
Shopkeeper Fang Da bowed slightly and said to the two waiters: "Han San, Zhao Si, take care of the good lady."
The two maids were holding newly made clothes and new jewelry. They didn't know whether to dress up Hua Zhuo or not. Looking at the weather, I'm afraid I won't be able to go out.
The earth fire dragon in the Qiushui Terrace was already burning, and as soon as he entered the door, the warmth hit his face. Baxiu quickly helped Hua Zhuo take off his cloak, and said with a smile: "It's freezing cold outside, but it's as warm as spring inside. This is better than the one in our old house." It’s still warm in the house.”
In the restaurant, there is naturally a brazier that will keep you warm, and there is also a fire dragon under the autumn water platform, which will make it even less cold.
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"Miss, are you still dressing up?"
Is this ----- Mei Xiang
There are many fewer pedestrians on the street than on normal days. Although in the eyes of those literati, the heavy snow is falling, and everything is white, which is very poetic and picturesque. There are also many people who specifically choose this time to travel, but for those who camp on weekdays For the people in Jisheng, it is cold in the snowy weather and the roads are not easy to walk. Unless necessary, they naturally prefer to stay at home and rely on the stove to keep warm.
Hua Zhuo gave an order, then sat down at the desk. Thinking that he had just been blown away by the wind and snow, he couldn't help but smile. With a thought in his mind, he grinded the ink, took a piece of Huanhua paper, and wrote: The snow suddenly fell last night, and this morning there was a faint fragrance. I suddenly came to visit Mei Xing. I followed the fragrance and walked through the snow to find traces. The wind was strong, and I returned to the house in panic.
The two waiters acknowledged each other, took a step forward at the same time, saluted Hua Zhuo, and said, "Greetings, Miss."
"Qiqiao, order someone to go to the Jingzhong Restaurant."
Hua Zhuo smiled and said, "Why are you freezing me? You're not cold either."
"Miss, I heard from my aunt's servant that snow like this happens five or six times a year in Beijing."
"Send some to my aunt and uncle, and also to Grandma Liu. I think everyone is cold. Tell Grandma Liu that if the hand stove is not enough, send someone to buy some."
Hua Zhuo nodded slightly and said, "Lead the way."
This is Zhuang Zheng's reply to her. The words "It's snowing late in the night" are totally out of place. It's been snowing all night and it hasn't stopped yet. Where did "Tian Yuxue" come from? If it was written to her by Zhuang Zheng Yes, how could such an omission occur? It was Zhuang Jing who was clearly saying that today's agreement would go ahead as usual and that she would be allowed to warm the wine at Qiushuitai. The little poem on this note was probably written by Zhuang Zheng for Zhuang Jing to play with, or maybe it was a copybook for Zhuang Jing, but Zhuang Jing used it to tease her.
After being in a daze for a while, Hua Zhuo suddenly came to his senses, spat lightly and said, "Damn Jing'er, you actually made fun of me."
This letter aroused Hua Zhuo's homesickness even more. He really wanted to ignore it and pack his luggage immediately to go back to Huainan Mansion. However, when he looked out the window, the north wind was blowing hard, and the sycamore trees in front of the show pavilion were all withered, and he felt sad in his heart. , thinking that if I really go back carrying the anger of my ancestors, I am afraid that in the near future, Rongan Hall will be like this sycamore tree.
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Hua Zhuo smiled and said, "Why are you freezing me? You're not cold either."
Slowly came to the window, pushed it gently, and the window opened. The cold wind outside blew in, but it could not blow away the warmth in the room. The Qiu Shui Terrace was facing the Taiye Pool. Standing by the window, most of the Taiye You can have a panoramic view of the Taiye Pond. The heavy snow is like goose feathers, falling overwhelmingly, shrouding the entire Taiye Pond in a haze. The long embankment built along the Taiye Pond is like a white dragon, dormant there quietly, faintly About 10pm, you can still see the Jiuqu Bridge in the distance, and a painting boat is slowly sliding out from the bridge. In this kind of weather, some people still want to visit the lake.
"Qiqiao, order someone to go to the Jingzhong Restaurant."
The earth fire dragon in the Qiushui Terrace was already burning, and as soon as he entered the door, the warmth hit his face. Baxiu quickly helped Hua Zhuo take off his cloak, and said with a smile: "It's freezing cold outside, but it's as warm as spring inside. This is better than the one in our old house." It’s still warm in the house.”
This is Zhuang Zheng's reply to her. The words "It's snowing late in the night" are totally out of place. It's been snowing all night and it hasn't stopped yet. Where did "Tian Yuxue" come from? If it was written to her by Zhuang Zheng Yes, how could such an omission occur? It was Zhuang Jing who was clearly saying that today's agreement would go ahead as usual and that she would be allowed to warm the wine at Qiushuitai. The little poem on this note was probably written by Zhuang Zheng for Zhuang Jing to play with, or maybe it was a copybook for Zhuang Jing, but Zhuang Jing used it to tease her.
Qiqiao was speechless. In fact, her hands were frozen.
Thinking of this, she curled her lips again. It's difficult. His rigid temperament is the same as that of her father. I'm afraid he won't be able to appreciate her humor and self-deprecation.
"Send some to my aunt and uncle, and also to Grandma Liu. I think everyone is cold. Tell Grandma Liu that if the hand stove is not enough, send someone to buy some."
Hua Zhuo looked around slowly and saw that the walls were indeed full of poems and paintings, and some places were even covered with gauze. They were obviously either great poems or paintings by famous artists, with the faint fragrance of ink assailing his nostrils. On the table near the window, pens, inks, papers and inkstones are neatly arranged. On the diagonal wall, there are common musical instruments such as Yaoqin, Xiao, flute and pipa. On the Duobao Pavilion placed against the wall, there are several stacks of books and several small and exquisite porcelain ornaments. Next to it is a chessboard with a pair of broken chess pieces placed on it. For some reason, the guys did not put away the broken chess pieces.
"Miss, are you still dressing up?"
"No, Miss was the first to arrive."
"Miss, the Qiu Shui Terrace is ready, please come with me." Shopkeeper Fang Da said respectfully.
Thinking of this, she curled her lips again. It's difficult. His rigid temperament is the same as that of her father. I'm afraid he won't be able to appreciate her humor and self-deprecation.
Although the back door was cleared, Hua Zhuo could still hear the sound of drinking orders coming from the front. Apparently, there were already customers in the restaurant at this time. Although the weather was cold and the roads were difficult to travel, the snowy scenery of Taiye Lake was always there. It is a scenic spot in Beijing, and the restaurant is close to Taiye Pond. It is perfect to come here to warm yourself up with wine while enjoying the snow scenery. Even in such weather, the restaurant's business is still good.
Qiqiao glared at her and cursed: "You think everyone is as shameless and shameless as you." Even though he said that, he still warmed his hand before passing the stove to Hua Zhuo's hand again. .
Feeling homesick, she took up her pen and wrote a long reply to Du Wan. She first talked about the scenery of Beijing, and then mentioned the comfort of Zhuang Jingzhi. Incidentally, she also mentioned a few words about Hua Yiren. When she thought about it, Du Wan was indifferent, and Hua Yiren was indifferent. If the two girls got together, they would definitely get along. In the end, they couldn't help complaining about their situation of not being able to return home as soon as possible, but they didn't dare to say more. Du Wan was a very smart person. , she might be able to guess something if she said too much.
After walking for about half an hour, I arrived at the restaurant and walked in through the back door. Shopkeeper Fang Da had already received the news early in the morning and was waiting. He cleared the back door and there was no one else waiting. The only one present was Fang Da. The big shopkeeper and his two confidants.
Slowly came to the window, pushed it gently, and the window opened. The cold wind outside blew in, but it could not blow away the warmth in the room. The Qiu Shui Terrace was facing the Taiye Pool. Standing by the window, most of the Taiye You can have a panoramic view of the Taiye Pond. The heavy snow is like goose feathers, falling overwhelmingly, shrouding the entire Taiye Pond in a haze. The long embankment built along the Taiye Pond is like a white dragon, dormant there quietly, faintly About 10pm, you can still see the Jiuqu Bridge in the distance, and a painting boat is slowly sliding out from the bridge. In this kind of weather, some people still want to visit the lake.
This is Zhuang Zheng's reply to her. The words "It's snowing late in the night" are totally out of place. It's been snowing all night and it hasn't stopped yet. Where did "Tian Yuxue" come from? If it was written to her by Zhuang Zheng Yes, how could such an omission occur? It was Zhuang Jing who was clearly saying that today's agreement would go ahead as usual and that she would be allowed to warm the wine at Qiushuitai. The little poem on this note was probably written by Zhuang Zheng for Zhuang Jing to play with, or maybe it was a copybook for Zhuang Jing, but Zhuang Jing used it to tease her.
Hua Zhuo looked around slowly and saw that the walls were indeed full of poems and paintings, and some places were even covered with gauze. They were obviously either great poems or paintings by famous artists, with the faint fragrance of ink assailing his nostrils. On the table near the window, pens, inks, papers and inkstones are neatly arranged. On the diagonal wall, there are common musical instruments such as Yaoqin, Xiao, flute and pipa. On the Duobao Pavilion placed against the wall, there are several stacks of books and several small and exquisite porcelain ornaments. Next to it is a chessboard with a pair of broken chess pieces placed on it. For some reason, the guys did not put away the broken chess pieces.
"Young lady is still awesome -----" Baxiu staggered with a smile, and put the stove back into Qiqiao's hand, "I let you warm it as long as you like, why are you being pretentious? Your hands are frozen, it's not because the lady feels sorry for you."
"Dress up, why not dress up? Clothes are made to be worn, jewelry is made to be worn, there is no need to put it there to look good."
"Miss, the Qiu Shui Terrace is ready, please come with me." Shopkeeper Fang Da said respectfully.
Slowly came to the window, pushed it gently, and the window opened. The cold wind outside blew in, but it could not blow away the warmth in the room. The Qiu Shui Terrace was facing the Taiye Pool. Standing by the window, most of the Taiye You can have a panoramic view of the Taiye Pond. The heavy snow is like goose feathers, falling overwhelmingly, shrouding the entire Taiye Pond in a haze. The long embankment built along the Taiye Pond is like a white dragon, dormant there quietly, faintly About 10pm, you can still see the Jiuqu Bridge in the distance, and a painting boat is slowly sliding out from the bridge. In this kind of weather, some people still want to visit the lake.
"It's so cold - has Sister Zhuo'er arrived already?" Zhuang Jing's voice came through the door.
"No, Miss was the first to arrive."
Qiqiao tried to hold on, but Hua Zhuo didn't force her. He put the stove back into Baxiu's hand, and then he held Qiqiao's hand with his own hands, but smiled silently. Qiqiao blushed, took out her hand and said, "Miss, don't freeze you-----"
Although the back door was cleared, Hua Zhuo could still hear the sound of drinking orders coming from the front. Apparently, there were already customers in the restaurant at this time. Although the weather was cold and the roads were difficult to travel, the snowy scenery of Taiye Lake was always there. It is a scenic spot in Beijing, and the restaurant is close to Taiye Pond. It is perfect to come here to warm yourself up with wine while enjoying the snow scenery. Even in such weather, the restaurant's business is still good.