Chapter 87 Snow at Lishan Mountain
Just as he was about to give his words of advice, two little girls suddenly appeared at the door, with the same pretty face, as delicate as pink and jade.
But it was Fang Xiuzhu, the youngest daughter of the Fang family, and Li Yulong, Li Siwen's sister.
Fang Xiuzhu jumped in and smelled the smell of wine. She wrinkled her pretty little nose in disgust, walked to Fang Jun, took his hand and said coquettishly: "Second brother, come with us to the top of the mountain to enjoy the snow. ?”
Li Yulong also looked at him eagerly.
I don't know since when, the people in this room have gradually taken Fang Jun as the core, and respect his opinions very much.
Fang Jun's head suddenly swelled. How could these two little girls still have the attributes of literary and artistic youth? It was already dark, what kind of snow did they get?
Just when he was about to refuse, he saw Li Yulong's pitiful little white rabbit-like pleading eyes, and his heart suddenly softened.
Last time I heard Li Siwen talk about it, this little girl was already engaged to be married and would get married in a year or two. Li Yulong is the same age as his sister, eleven or twelve? How old is this guy? It’s so sinful...
What were girls of his age doing in his time?
Carefree schooling? Sitting in a restaurant with clear windows and eating KFC and McDonald's? Play computer games? Or snuggle in the arms of mom and dad and act like a spoiled brat?
At the same age as a flower bone, before enjoying youth, it is about to begin to bloom...
But this is the nature of the times. With the inertia of the wheel of history, even if Fang Jun is 10,000 times better, he can only make changes if he wants to, but nothing can be changed.
However, at least it can allow them to have more laughter and more freedom in this rushing youth, right?
Thinking of this, Fang Jun smiled, stood up, ignored Cheng Chubi and Liu Renjing who were glaring at each other like cockfighting cocks, raised his arms and shouted: "What you two girls say is a military order! Everyone, if you are willing to obey the military order, follow my protection The two girls are marching to Lishan!”
The two little girls suddenly beamed with smiles, so beautiful that their hearts felt like honey...
Liu Renjing and Cheng Chubi looked at each other, snorted together, and put down their postures.
When Fang Jun saw this, he asked Fang Quan to find some pairs of straw sandals, put them on outside the cowhide boots, and found some pieces of leather to wrap up his calves. The snow on the mountain must be knee-deep. no.
Then he personally armed Fang Xiuzhu and Li Yulong as usual.
Although the status of women in the Tang Dynasty was not low, far less humble than when Neo-Confucianism was prevalent in later generations, they were still inferior to men. Have you ever heard of any man treating a girl like this?
Fang Xiuzhu just paid it off. After all, he was his second brother. Although he was a little embarrassed, he felt sweet and moved in his heart.
Li Yulong's face turned red with embarrassment. Her whole figure seemed to have been cast on a body-fixing spell. She was as stiff as a puppet. No matter how Fang Jun dressed her up and down, her nose was filled with the strong smell of man. His breath made his whole brain feel dizzy, and his heart was beating faster and faster.
Fang Jun had no idea, he simply regarded Li Yulong as a girl. He couldn't have any thoughts. After all, Wu Meiniang had already reached hair extensions and was well developed. She was already a woman from top to bottom. Where is Li Yulong? This girl is like a green onion... What can she think?
When everyone saw it, they imitated Fang Jun and put on straw sandals and leather bindings. When they were ready, Li Siwen roared in a voice like a broken gong: "The army is marching!"
Everyone left the hall.
Fang Quan sighed when he saw it. These guys were really messing around and drank a lot of strong drinks. It would be fine if they were all big men, but after all, there were two girls. It would be terrible if something went wrong. , and hurriedly asked Fang Sihai and several skilled servants to follow.
After a while, a dozen healthy servants each holding brooms, bamboo branches, and wooden sticks hurried over, and everyone left the village and headed all the way to the back mountain.
Lishan Mountain is a grand sight in Chang'an. It is not high but has quiet and beautiful scenery. It is a good place to visit near Guanzhong. It is crowded with people to enjoy the moon during the Mid-Autumn Festival and climb during the Double Ninth Festival. However, it is really unique to climb in such a cold winter with several feet of snow.
A group of several people came up the mountain along the mountain road. At this time, the sky darkened and it was already time to turn on the lanterns. However, the snow around them was still as bright as day. However, the snow was so thick that it was almost impossible to identify the location of the mountain road. If you step on it accidentally, If you fall into a ravine on the side of the road, you will break your leg and tendon.
Cheng Chubi and Li Siwen each held a bamboo fork in front to explore the way. The bamboo fork was inserted deep enough, and Li Siwen shouted: "The snow is three feet deep."
Li Yulong asked excitedly: "Is it that deep?" He walked over and stepped on it, and happened to step into a depression where snow accumulated. He almost sank into the snow and screamed in fright.
Fortunately, Fang Jun was right next to her. When he saw this, he pulled her arm and struggled slightly, then lifted her little body up, which was as light as catkins.
Li Yulong stuck out the tip of his tongue, patted his chest and said, "You scared me to death!" However, he held Fang Jun's hand and never let go.
The eldest son Jiaqing shouted: "Look at the pioneer officer clearing the way for you and others to clear the snow!"
The group of healthy servants were about to step forward to clear the snow on the mountain road. Fang Jun said: "It will be daybreak before we can clear the snow before going up the mountain. Each person used a wooden stick or bamboo branch to support him and walked up slowly following the footprints of his eldest grandson. .”
The eldest son, Jiaqing, was tall and pushed forward like a humanoid armored vehicle. Everyone stepped on his footsteps.
Fang Sihai led two healthy servants to guard the eldest son Jiaqing, found the location of the mountain path, and climbed up the mountain step by step. Fang Jun, Li Siwen, Cheng Chubi, and Liu Renjing followed behind, guarding the two girls Fang Xiuzhu and Li Yulong. Among them, they supported each other and laughed constantly. It took two hours to walk from Fangjiazhuangzi halfway up the mountain to a Taoist temple on the top of the mountain.
Lishan Mountain has many hot springs and wonderful scenery, and it has been a summer resort for emperors of all ages.
Since the Zhou, Qin, Han and Tang Dynasties, this place has been used as a royal garden land with many villas. In ancient times, Nuwa "refined stones to mend the sky" here; in the Western Zhou Dynasty, King You of Zhou staged the historical allusion of "playing with the princes with beacon fire" here; Qin Shihuang built his mausoleum at the foot of Lishan Mountain, and the land is still deep Bury deeply and smell The world-famous Qin Terracotta Warriors and Horses Army Formation; a hundred years later, Tang Xuanzong and Yang Guifei will perform a poignant love story here, for which Bai Juyi composed a classic "Song of Everlasting Sorrow"...
It's just that there is a hill on the east slope of Lishan Mountain where Fangjiazhuangzi is located. It has many rocks and few hot springs. The scenery is not beautiful. There is no royal garden built here. There is only one Taoist temple on the ridge. I don’t know when it was built. There are few pilgrims and few tourists. The doors and alleys are dilapidated and the walls are decayed. There is a forehead in front of the door with the three characters "Double Ninth Temple" written on it. It has been damaged by wind and rain.
The nagging person in the Taoist temple had already lied down in bed after dinner. He was shivering from the cold. He heard people talking and making noise outside. I don’t know what happened. The mountain roads were closed in this snowy day. How could there be so many people there? Come on, is it a mountain spirit? Or a wood monster?
The old Taoist huddled in the thick quilt and shivered. When he heard the sudden knock on the door, he jumped up from the bed in fright, went straight to the side room, and shouted: "Uncle, save me!"
An angry cry suddenly came from the ear room: "In the middle of the night, are ghosts roaring and screaming to scare people to death?"
A heavy snowfall, driving until I feel dizzy...
(End of chapter)