Marriage Under the Heavens

Perhaps, no one in this world knows Qixue Festival better than her.

However, she actually forgot that the Snow Praying Festival was approaching.

Has the Xiangxuehai that stretched for miles already bloomed?

Is the Jinghu Lake winding around Meilin still frozen?

It has only been three years, and everything seems to be like a world of smoke.

Li Xiangrong looked at Qin Jiu in a trance, thinking she had never heard of the Snow Praying Festival, lowered her voice, and said mysteriously: "Speaking of the Snow Praying Festival, it is also a grand event in Lijing City. Its origin, there is also an allusion. ."

Qin Jiu looked at Li Xiangrong sideways and saw that although her face was mysterious, there was a hint of caution in Xing's eyes.

She smiled slightly and asked pretendingly in surprise: "Oh, is there any allusion for a snow praying festival? Come and listen."

Li Xiangrong smiled and said, "In fact, it is not a great allusion. It was six years ago that the area around Gyeonggi has not rained since the autumn harvest. This winter, there is also no snow in the winter. The weather has become colder and colder after the Spring Festival. There is no sign of turning overcast from the warmth. The four wilds of Gyeonggi are dry and cracked, and there is no sign of rejuvenation. There is a large plum grove at the foot of Jiuman Mountain. The plum blossoms should have bloomed at this time in previous years, but they did not bloom that year. Today's Holy Supreme is extremely heavy People are resting, so as early as the twelfth lunar month, a notice of praying for snow was issued, but it had no effect. On the 20th day of the first month, an official lady went out of the city to Fuqin in Meilin at the foot of Jiuman Mountain. That song It was called "Coming for the People", and then, guess what?"

What happened afterwards?

Naturally, Qin Jiu knew better than anyone else, but still smiled slightly and asked in surprise, "Could it be that heavy snow fell afterwards?"

"Exactly. Qin Zhang's guess is right. The official lady stroked the song five times in succession, and snow particles fell from the sky, and then turned into snow flakes, which flew for a day and night. And, even more curiously, Early in the morning of the second day, the plum groves that stretched for several miles actually bloomed, and it was really fragrant snow like a sea. This news attracted the nobles in Beijing to go to the Fragrant Snow Sea to enjoy the plum blossoms. Nowadays, the sage heard about this, and Longyan Joy, so it will be the 20th of the first month. It is set as the Snow Praying Festival. Every year on this day, the ladies in Beijing are invited to Meilin to play the piano and play music. Over time, this day has become a day for the ladies of Lijingcheng to fight for music. Qixue falls second, and fighting music is main."

Qin Jiu stroked Nuan Su and slowly said, "In fact, it is nothing more than a coincidence. If the music of the piano can open God's eyes, there will be less souls in this world."

"What Zhang Shi said is!" Li Xiangrong said with a smile.

"That said, the Snow Praying Festival is really a great event. I just don't know who the official lady is?" Qin Jiu asked still pretending to be very interested.

Li Xiangrong swept away the corner of his eyes and smiled cautiously: "This person, Zhang Qin doesn't need to know about it, just because she has committed a felony and set herself on fire three years ago. We dare not say her name. ."

Qin Jiu didn't expect that after three years, people in Beijing would still keep secret about her.

Self-immolation!

These four characters are like a curse dripping with blood, firmly attached to the three characters Bai Suxuan.

Qin Jiu condensed his brows, squinted slightly, and his eyelashes were drooping. There was a trace of sorrow in his cold eyes.

"So that's the case, then I have no blessing to see." Qin Jiu said lightly, seeing Li Xiangrong smiling humbly, as if he didn't want to talk about this topic anymore, so he turned to ask, "Just now, manager Li said this. The piece of warm silk was given to Miss Su by His Royal Highness Anling. Isn’t this Miss Su’s daughter Su Wanxiang who asked Yan Wang to show her affection? I heard that she will also be on stage?

"Yes. It's Su Wanxiang's daughter, Miss Su Wanxiang." Li Xiangrong said.

Qin Jiu never thought that the person whom Anling Wang Yan Su liked was also Su Wanxiang.

In this way, Su Wanxiang was the man in Qiu who pretended to be a man with bamboo lanterns to please him.

Sure enough, he is a beautiful person.

"It's rare that His Royal Highness Anling likes Miss Su Wanxiang. As slaves, we must tailor this dress to be beautiful and unique. You must knit this warm silk today and send it to the Needlework Bureau as soon as possible. It will be done in two days. It's the Snow Festival, don't make it too late." Li Xiangrong told the weaving woman.

Upon hearing this, Qin Jiu's eyes condensed, and he smiled and asked: "So, your Royal Highness Anling has not yet received Miss Su's heart?"

Li Xiangrong said: "It is said that this Miss Su is very talented, especially good at musical instruments and embroidery. No one in Beijing is better. In the past two years, she has won the top spot in the fighting music at the Snow Prayer Festival. But she The spirits are also extremely high, and those who have been to Su Mansion for the past two years are about to reach the threshold of Su Mansion, but she hasn't looked at anyone."

Qin Jiu raised his eyebrows in surprise.

I didn't expect Su Wanxiang to be so outstanding, but how could she never heard of it back then?

After Qin Jiu visited the weaving and dyeing workshop, he took a carriage to Linglong Pavilion.

She did not go to see Mu Yufei directly, but found a seat in the lobby on the first floor, and secretly ordered the loquat to go to Mu Yufei to inquire about Su Wanxiang. After a while, the loquat came back quietly and said to her: "Paradise Master Mu said that Su Wanxiang is Su Xiang’s third daughter. She was frail and sick since she was a child. She has been fostered in the nunnery of Cangwu Mountain. Only five years ago from Cangwu Mountain. She took it back, but she seldom went out because of her weakness. Only after she recovered from illness two years ago did she make her mark in the capital."

The temple of Cangwu Mountain.

Qin Jiu smiled wryly.

She remembered that Yan Su's mother and concubine Shang Buddhism would go to the Baiyun Temple of Cangwu Mountain to practice every year.

That said, Yan Su met Su Wanxiang when he went to Baiyun'an to visit his concubine.

So, he and Su Wanxiang have known each other for a long time?

Maybe five years, maybe seven years, or even longer?

No wonder the two Jinwuwei told him that he had never liked her before, and that there was already someone else in his heart.

Qin Jiu's lips slowly floated with a cold smile that was hard to detect.

This time the Snow Praying Festival is worth looking forward to!