No one expected that as soon as Kong Sheng and his entourage settled down in the ruined temple, the clouds rose from the wind, and the haze covered the entire south of the Yangtze River, and the heavy snow like goose feathers fell from the beginning of the day.
This is the first snow in Jiangnan since the beginning of winter, and it is also the first snow after Tianbao changed the Yuan to Germany in 15 years.
In the past two years, there has never been such a heavy snow in Jiangnan, so much so that when I woke up in the early morning, the heavy snow pressed down on the doors, blocked the roads, and locked the farmland, which caught many people off guard.
Temperatures are also plummeting.
It's still snowing, and if the snow stops, the temperature will drop again.
Compared with the bitter cold and dry north, the people of Jiangnan are accustomed to the wind and sunshine and the smoke and mist, and they are suddenly frozen so cold that they can't stretch out their hands, and they can't adapt to it for a while.
Kong Sheng wanted to wait for the snow to stop before hurrying, but he didn't think that the snow would continue to fly and continue without heart and lungs, and it became more and more dense, and the sky and the earth were vast, covered in silver, and they all flooded the official road to Runzhou.
Kong Sheng was anxious about something, and the four of them couldn't sleep in the wilderness, and it was okay to break the temple and vent the wind and shelter temporarily, but it would be miserable to stay for a long time, so he simply decided to brave the snow and go on the road.
It was only because of the difficulty of the snow that it was not until the afternoon that I reluctantly entered the boundary of Runzhou.
The snow is still falling, and there are few pedestrians on the road with the morning star.
Seeing the majestic Runzhou City in sight, Mu Changfeng shook off the heavy snow on his cloak, rubbed his somewhat stiff hands, and said loudly: "Childe, Runzhou City is about to arrive, there is a pavilion over there, we might as well go and take shelter for a while, and it is not too late to enter the city when the snow stops." ” Kong Sheng let the snow fall on his cheeks and forehead, and instantly turned into water droplets and flowed down, he took his hand and looked at the ancient city of Runzhou in front of him, and glanced at the hexagonal square pavilion where there were already three pedestrians on the left side to avoid the snow, and nodded after a little thought: "Okay, let's take shelter for a while, the snow has stopped and entered the city."
A group of four people led the horses to walk on the thick snow and walked towards the pavilion with the wind in the wind, and a large and luxurious carriage was parked next to the pavilion, and the roof of the carriage was full of snow and ice, and it seemed that the people in the pavilion had been staying here for a long time.
A man who looked like a domestic servant in a strong suit and looked arrogant, standing by the pavilion with a horsewhip in his hand, his steps slightly diverged, which showed the arrogance of this person; On the stone bench in the pavilion, a young man in a fancy costume was sitting.
Behind the young man in fancy clothes, a fair-eyed maid was carefully holding a brazier and leaning over at the boy's feet.
In this way, it is obvious that the son of a large family travels, and when he encounters heavy snowfall, he temporarily stays here.
But even though you are temporarily sheltering from the snow in the pavilion, you will still have the enjoyment you deserve.
For example, like braziers, warm bags, teapots with thermal insulation covers, a few exquisite refreshments, and even two or three red and bright fruits that Kong Sheng can't name, they are eye-catching in this heavy snow.
Although the material basic conditions of this era are far behind those of modern society, the enjoyment of the rich and powerful is definitely not bad at all, and it is extremely luxurious and luxurious.
The so-called Zhumen wine and meat stink, and there are frozen bones on the road, which is definitely not a lie.
Kong Sheng led his horse to walk in the snow, he looked up at the plaque in the pavilion that was covered by snow, and the three gilded antique characters "Xiang Wu Pavilion" were faintly visible.
Kong Sheng's heart moved, and he said in his heart that this is the famous Xiang Wu Pavilion on the boundary of Runzhou in Du Mu's poem It's just that this pavilion is so small and stands alone next to the barren official road, which makes it difficult for Kong Sheng to imagine the noisy and lively scene of scribes in the south of the Yangtze River calling friends to chant poems to Wu Tingxia.
There is not much space in the pavilion, there are already three young masters and servants in Chinese costumes, and if you add Kong Sheng's four people, it will definitely be a little crowded.
But passing by to avoid the snow, this is not anyone's private property, Kong Sheng didn't think much about it, so he took Mu Changfeng and the three of them all the way, and was about to tie the horse outside the pavilion, but when he saw the servant waving a horse whip, he couldn't help but say coldly: "The pavilion is narrow, it can't accommodate so many people, my son-in-law is here, you can go elsewhere."
Kong Sheng frowned, before he could say anything, Mu Changfeng behind him said-for-tat: "This pavilion is your private property."
The servant snorted, "That's not true. ” "Since it's not the private property of your mansion, why are you staying so much that we can't go into the city from now on, there is no shelter from the wind and snow all the way, where do you let me wait to avoid the snow" Mu Changfeng was born as a chivalrous man in the rivers and lakes, and the most unseen thing is this kind of wealthy domestic slave who bullies and oppresses the common people.
"It's really presumptuous" The servant was furious: "That madman, dare to be rude in front of my son-in-law" I was presumptuous, I was rude, Mu Changfeng pointed at his cheek, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but dry.
Mu Changfeng saw that the servant was going to be rude, and his mouth was becoming more and more disrespectful, and the anger in his heart grew, so he pulled out his sword with a backhand, and stabbed it directly under the servant's jaw like a dragon out of water, and said coldly: "Get out of the way" With Mu Changfeng's personality and style, if this servant doesn't get out of the way, it is really possible to kill him directly.
Kong Sheng frowned, and was about to open his mouth to ask Mu Changfeng not to act rashly, if he is not familiar with life, there is no need to get into trouble because of avoiding snow.
But he saw a sword light flashing out from behind the servant, and after the fierce collision of Jin Ming, Mu Changfeng's long sword was blocked by a delicate short sword, and the servant's face was like land and took two steps back, and the young man in gorgeous clothes smiled and held a short sword that flashed with cold light in front of him.
Mu Changfeng's eyes showed a solemn expression, the speed and strength of this young man in a gorgeous costume were extremely extraordinary, and he was definitely a well-cultivated swordsmanship.
He held the sword in the manner of the Jianghu people, and said in a deep voice: "In Xia Mu Changfeng, may I ask what the foot is" The young man in Chinese clothes smiled faintly, but he did not directly answer Mu Changfeng's question, but said softly: "It doesn't matter who I am, and I don't care who you are."
My houseslave is rude, but my brother is about to draw his sword and hurt people at every turn, isn't it too much?"
Mu Changfeng was speechless, cleared his throat with some embarrassment, and subconsciously took two steps back.
Kong Sheng looked at the young man in Chinese clothes on the side, and saw that he was slender and a little thin, with a fair complexion, slender eyebrows and crescent moons, delicate facial features, extremely handsome and noble, but the feminine air was slightly heavier, lacking a little masculinity.
Listening to his voice crisp and tactful, with a northern nasal voice, unlike the soft language of Wu Yin in the south of the Yangtze River, as soon as his heart moved, he guessed that this person was a Xibei goods dressed as a man, but looking at this aura and style, even if he was a foreigner, his background was definitely not simple. oshow7 t1706231537: