Food Fairy Lord

Chapter 583: Letter
Jiang Yin'er had definitely never had such an experience before. Her body, which was kept warm by the padded jacket, was suddenly hit by a handful of icy cold. The soft snow melted as soon as it touched her skin and slid down her back, making her eyes widen and her upper body straighten up.

Another experience that I have never had before is the sudden and unexpected "malice", or in other words, the word "sneak attack" itself.

Over the years since she was a child, she had long been accustomed to hearing other people's thoughts about her, which was why she tried her best to avoid socializing and liked to be alone. But since she met this brother and told him about his [mind's eyes], he had become accustomed to hiding his mind with his [quail head] in front of her, making her feel comfortable and relaxed when getting along with him.

Unexpectedly, today was the first time she realized how dangerous the invisible human heart was!
Jiang Yin'er angrily stood up, grabbed a handful of snow and chased after him. Pei Ye ran in front, laughing. Changsun Jue and Cui Zhaoye saw that Jiang Xianchang was bullied, and ran to help. But they had never practiced martial arts, so they were just two useless people. Pei Shaoxia was agile without the need for true energy. He held onto the pear tree and circled around twice, avoiding Jiang Yin'er's pursuit, and playfully threw a ball of snow on each of their faces.

This scene naturally made the spectators feel unfair. As soon as Xie Chuantang, Xing Zhi and Shang Lang left the stage, the situation changed immediately. Pei Ye was hit by more than a dozen balls of snow dust and quickly begged for mercy, saying that snowball fights should be enjoyed by everyone, and it was unreasonable for a group of people to bully one person. Cui Zhaoye was originally running behind him, panting, and was quite frustrated because he couldn't hit him with a single throw. At this time, he agreed and picked up the snow and threw it at Changsun Jue beside him.

Snowballs flew everywhere in the courtyard, and people laughed and shouted. Pei Ye was absolutely right about this point. This must be a more exciting game than making snowmen. The more friends you have, the more exciting and fun it is. Fang Jidao and Qi Zhaohua joined in. Even Zhang Piaoxu, who was originally sitting against the wall, jumped up in anger after Jiang Yiner threw a ball of snow at him.

There was probably only one person who did not participate. The figure that was respected by everyone stood in front of the steps with a faint smile, holding the stove and looking at the laughing and noisy courtyard. She wore a light yellow thin jacket inside and a light and warm white fur coat outside. It was a very fresh and beautiful outfit.

This is her yard, and everyone in it is under her protection. Even during the lively New Year holidays, when everyone gathers together for meals, no one skips the slightest courtesy in front of this [Tong Jun], and no one dares to be arrogant and laugh with him.

Pei Ye had just managed to escape from the chaotic fight with flying snowballs. He stood under the wall and brushed off the snow on his body. He turned around and saw her, glaring at her and saying, "You are so free!"

Xu Chuo smiled gently and said, "Who is like you? You oppress the good and the kind, and everyone will punish you."

After saying that, she caught a strand of snow from the branch, made it into a small ball and threw it at him.

There was not much snow to begin with, and the woman's grip was light. She did not exert any strength when throwing the snowball, and her body did not even shake. The small snowball hit the boy's clothes and fell to pieces, leaving no trace at all.

But to the young man who had just experienced a bloody battle, this seemed like a provocation.

"Okay, you want to play with me?" Pei Ye said with a smile, leaning over and scooping up a handful of snow.

"What?" Xu Chuo was slightly startled, his eyes fell on his hands, his face slightly stiff, "No, no, I don't..."

The young man scooped up a handful of snow from the ground with both hands, and rolled it into a fist-sized ball in his hands... and he clenched it tightly.

No matter how clever he was, it was useless at this moment. Xu Chuo took two steps back in confusion, trying to hide his panic and said, "No, I won't play Peiye with you - you dare!"

"Enemy general Xu Chu! I am Ma Chao from Xiliang. Do you dare to fight me to the death?" Pei Ye laughed loudly and threw a snowball with his arm raised.

Xu Chuo screamed and turned around to hold her head, but a ball of snow still hit her cheek, causing her face to turn slightly red.

She squatted down angrily and rolled a hard snowball to throw back, but when she turned around, her face turned pale. Pei Ye had already picked off the head of the snowman next to her, which was half the size of his body, and rushed towards her with his hands raised and laughing.

He is so brave and invincible, just like a running bull.

……

It is good to have a good night, but when the people playing snowball fights turned around and saw Tong Jun brushing the snow off his head with an expressionless face, the atmosphere inevitably became quiet.

You don't need to ask to know who the warrior is.

The bright moon came out again late at night. Pei Ye was lying on the railing on the second floor of the study, and Xu Chuo was standing beside him.

"I thought that you were watching there by yourself, and you actually wanted to play too." The boy felt a little embarrassed, "That's why I deliberately provoked you."

"Thank you very much."

"You're welcome."

Xu Chuo had changed into a new cloak and had his hair combed again, but when it was almost time to go to bed, he no longer pinned it up, and let his hair fall down behind his back. This must have been a head of long hair that Qu Xin would have envied, flowing and smooth, with each strand distinct, and it almost glowed under the snow and moon.

"I always feel that the New Year has passed very quickly this year. I have been taking a break at my old house for two days. It is time to go back to Xiuwen Hall again." Xu Chuo looked into the distance, at the snow-capped mountains and black eaves under the cold night. "The capital should be getting dangerous."

Pei Ye looked at her hair: "Is it because of Li Du's death?"

"I guess so." Xu Chuo said, "In the past, everything in the Tang Dynasty was under their control, and the voices of others were just a tiny ripple. But now, a troublemaker has emerged."

"I?"

"I."

"Oh."

"Young Master Pei, don't be disappointed. I will send you to the palace when the sun rises." Xu Chuo said, "You can be the troublemaker there."

"I just heard it's easy to get beheaded there."

Xu Chuo smiled faintly: "Well... as long as you don't offend His Highness Jinyang, you can ask her for help when you encounter difficulties, at least..."

"At least keep my life safe?"

"At least she won't chop off your head."

"..." Pei Ye sighed softly, "It seems that they are not easy to get along with."

"Since ancient times, accompanying the emperor is like accompanying a tiger. Once you enter the palace, it is as deep as the sea." Xu Chuo said with a restrained expression, "The imperial city of the Tang Dynasty is originally the most deep and dangerous place in the world. Are you still expecting to travel around?"

Pei Ye stopped talking, rested his chin on his arms, and looked at the snow in the yard that had been made into a mess by them.

Xu Chuo was silent for a while, and suddenly said, "The mask Jiang Yin'er is wearing was bought by you on Leyouyuan that day, right? It turned out to be a gift."

Pei Ye said “hmm” and smiled: “I actually bought them for several people. You still accused me of buying them randomly. I told you that all my things were useful.”

“I haven’t seen anyone else’s.”

"They are all little gadgets." Pei Ye said, "Mr. Qi's is a brush with a carved tail, which means 'writing makes flowers bloom'; Chang Sun's is a book of Jianghu stories that I liked before, but she has never read it; I carved a finger-mounted sword of Shan Yu for Cui Zhaoye; Fang Jidao's is a ruler, and I asked him to use it when he accepts students in a few years..."

"You have a long-term vision."

"That's good, that's good." Pei Ye smiled, "Brother Fang brought me the Four Qi Jade Candle Sword, I'm very grateful to him."

"What about mine?" Xu Chuo asked calmly.

"..."

"..."

Pei Ye was silent for a moment and looked at the woman's face. The face looked at him calmly, as if there was no emotion.

Pei Ye laughed heartily.

"What are you laughing at?"

"Xu Chuo, I knew that you were like a child sometimes." The young man verified his idea with satisfaction, "Of course I prepared it for you too." "Huh? What?" Xu Chuo raised his eyebrows slightly.

Pei Ye took out a clay sculpture of a piglet the size of a finger from his arms. It stood like an anthropomorphic figure, with the workmanship being crooked and the body having few details, but the head was sculpted very large.

It was this face that was the most eye-catching, with eyes smiling like crescent moons and a mouth wide open, a smile that was both smug and stupid.

"……What's this?"

"I made this myself at the clay sculpture shop," Pei Ye presented his creation to the woman. "Look, it's just the right size to wish you a happy year. Do you see the expression on its face? What do you call it?"

"……what?"

"I can't guess that! Its name is 'Hee Hee'." Pei Yele, "Xixi 'Hee Hee', isn't it interesting?"

Then he took out another identical clay sculpture from his sleeve. All the details were cast in the same way, except that the expression was restrained, revealing a pig's face with no expression.

"This is the finishing touch." He held the two clay sculptures side by side and counted them carefully, "Xixixixi, xixibuxixi, xixixixi, xixibuxixi, xixixixixi..."

Xu Chuo was silent.

After a while, he tilted his head and smiled.

Xu Chuo accepted the gift. As the night deepened and the sound of firecrackers in the city gradually faded, the woman wrapped herself in her robe and went back to the courtyard to sleep. Before she went downstairs, she said, "Pei Ye, I have also prepared a gift for you this year."

When Pei Ye opened his hands to her, the woman just shook her head and said, "It's this year's gift, not a New Year's gift. You wait a few months."

"What is it?"

"Anyway, it's worth more than these two pigs of yours."

Once the excitement died down, the environment became lonely. Pei Ye was not sleepy at all, so he leaned against the railing and counted the cold stars.

He has been in Shenjing for three months. He has practiced some sword skills and has his own sword ladder. Although he is still not even halfway through the first level of "Cicada Fish Temple", he has a direction after all.

One's own strength is always the cornerstone for executing one's ideas. Pei Ye is very clear about this. Even though he never shows signs of being tired and likes to skip classes and joke, he has indeed used up almost all of his time in practicing.

The four seasons and twenty-four solar terms of "Chanyuguan", now that the "Spring Sword" is complete, the next step is to move on to the "Summer Sword". As Jiang Yiner said, he learned sword skills by "standing in the middle and extending at both ends". While learning a lot of clumsy sword skills, the new Yi sword should also be put on the agenda. Pei Ye was not in a hurry to learn the newly acquired Confucian sword, but planned to learn the sword book that had been lying in the bag for a long time.

"The Fairy in the Deep Earth"

He still remembered that this was a gift from Cui Yu to him after she surrendered it to the Qijiao Cave, and he should return it as soon as possible after finishing learning it.

[Sword State] and [Xi Ting Heart] are two powers of higher status that he possesses. After the Chi Fire of the Canopus star entered the Xi Ting Heart, Pei Ye seemed to have mastered the authority of "fire" itself and ascended to the position of immortal official.

And this position can obviously be promoted. So far, he has only lit up one of the seven palaces below.

For Pei Ye, this is first of all a tool to seal the "Purple Bamboo Forest Dragon Immortal Secret Decree", but it is obvious that in this deserted West Courtyard for thousands of years, there seems to be another form of the world hidden, or it can only be known by climbing to the highest temple.

This is obviously not just his secret. At least 20 or 30 years ago, Huansilou was seeking Xitingxin and Xianquan. Now that they have been frustrated in Shaolong, what will be their next move?

That night, Qiu Tianyu said that his life and body were more valuable than the Taiping Cao Gang. Chen Renzhong had also tried to kill him at Yangjia Ferry... Was it because of the precious treasure that the Prince of Yan's Mansion wanted his life so much that he wanted to live?

Pei Ye was just about to sink into the West Courtyard to take another look. Since he came to Beijing, he had walked around there many times and was quite familiar with it. But at this moment, there was a bright flash in the sky. Pei Ye was startled, and the familiar and beautiful stream of light fell into his palm.

A slender little jade sword, still carrying the coldness of the winter sky.

There was a small letter box tied to it.

Letter from Miss Ming.

Pei Ye was extremely surprised, his joy was beyond words, he took the letter in his palm and opened it to read.

It's been a long time since I last saw that kind of writing, but as soon as I saw the clear handwriting, the voice seemed to ring in my ears, as if nothing had changed.

Lying on the open-air railing, Pei Ye opened the letter.

"Pei Ye, it's been a long time since I last greeted you.

It has been more than two months since I received your last reply. Now I am traveling south between Suzhou and Hangzhou. I can see the fireworks in the city from afar while I am on a boat. I realize that it is the New Year. The year is coming to an end and a new year is beginning. I wish you a happy new year.

I have already traveled more than half of the way to Jianmen in the south. The journey has been smooth and I have gained a lot. I will talk to you when we meet. I am going to Dongting Lake now. I think it is spring grass, but Chang'an is far to the northwest, so I am afraid I won't see any green. But I wonder if it has snowed a few times?
How are you doing in the capital? I haven't heard from you in two months. I wonder if you've encountered any dangers again. I wrote to Senior Qiu Jizi and learned that you are now under the protection of His Highness Jinyang. It's easy to get things done in the capital, so I think you should be doing well. I also wrote a letter to this highness, but I didn't receive a reply.

It's a good thing to have something to rely on in the capital, but it's just like relying on a tall tree, singing or flying, tripping over leaves and branches. You need to see and think more about the subtleties of it.

Also, I assigned you sword training when you entered the Sword Academy. I wonder how you are doing now? The other day I saw a sword that would suit you very well at the East Sea Sword Meeting, but I didn't bring much money with me, so I had to miss it.

Regret.

"It is said that on the first day of the first lunar month, I was on the river."

Pei Ye read the letter carefully several times, and a smile appeared on his lips unconsciously. The kitten on his shoulder rarely felt the same way as him, and sighed softly: "It's been a long time since I saw my friend in the white skirt."

"Don't give Miss Ming a nickname." Pei Ye frowned and looked at it, then carefully put the letter away.

Black Cat did not refute him, but only sighed again: "Pei Ye, you seem to have really grown up. You bought a basket of interesting things, but you gave them all to others."

"Who said that? I bought one for myself too."

"Oh? What?"

Pei Ye smiled and took out a small wooden pole from his arms. It had a leather handle and a fluffy ball at the end.

"……What's this?"

"Cat-catching stick," Pei Ye said.

"..."

The night wind blew on the boy's smiling face, his hair flew up, and the edges of his face began to show, as if he had indeed grown up.

Or maybe it was the protruding bone line after his initial recovery, because in fact he had just almost recovered today.

In order to win the bet on the Vermillion Bird Sword, he burned one-tenth of the seventh layer of the Pulse Tree and won a reputation that spread throughout the capital. And in order to cut off Li Du's head in front of the Shengqian Square, he burned the remaining nine-tenths that early morning without anyone seeing it.

The first day of the Renwu year ended here, the handle of the Big Dipper pointed to the north, spring returned to the world, and Pei Ye knew that he was eighteen years old.

(End of this chapter)