It's cold and the cold wind cuts people.

Because grandpa song lonely didn't like the excitement in the city, he moved to the deer park outside the Song family with several old servants.

The deer park is empty and there are no wind and rain proof buildings around, so their location is cool and cold from all directions.

Ye and sun squatted under the eaves of the porch, like two rural old farmers waiting for fat rabbits that could hit tree stumps at any time.

Song Tao looked at the Chimonanthus chinensis tree with its branches exposed under the cold moon and said, "it's dark. I don't know when they will open. No, if grandpa goes back to bed first, wouldn't it be a big surprise to get up early tomorrow and see the trees blooming? "

"Different." The old man said stubbornly.

Song Tao said with a smile, "why is it different? Don't you just want to enjoy plum blossoms? Plum blossoms like cold and have a long flowering period. They can't fail for a while. Didn't you say there would be a heavy snow tomorrow? In the ice and snow forest, different peaches and plums are mixed with fragrant dust. Suddenly one night, the fragrance spread as a fragrance of heaven and earth. Isn't this charm and artistic conception exactly what grandpa wants? "

"I want to hear the sound of flowers." Song lonely said.

Song Tao chuckled and said, "Grandpa, where will there be a sound when the flowers bloom?"

"Look, you don't understand this? In vain, you are still a good painter. How can you break the ten boundaries of the painting if you only see its shape and don't hear its sound? "

Being blamed by his grandfather, Song Tao didn't feel unhappy or difficult to accept. Instead, he had a strong feeling of attachment and reluctance.

He was sure of what had happened when he prayed for Grandpa, and he knew exactly what that omen represented.

Even if he was lucky, or he hoped it was just a nightmare.

He doesn't want to see such a omen, or he would rather not accompany Cui to burn incense and worship Buddha in Qianfo Temple today.

This is the prophet's pain.

You know the coming sadness, so it's hard to enjoy the peace in front of you.

"In that case, I'll stay here with Grandpa today. I want to see if the wintersweet really makes a sound when it blooms. " Song Tao looked at the delicate skin between grandpa's neck and said aloud.

Song lonely is not old at all, and even looks quite young.

As early as the age of 51, he entered the withered and prosperous realm. It took him 19 years to break through three steps from the withered and prosperous to the starry sky.

The 70 year old star master is already one of the most powerful beings in the whole Xifeng empire.

And because the Song family is knowledgeable, it is known as the imperial library. The Song family manipulated or was directly responsible for the compilation of imperial classics and the revision of the calendar behind the scenes. Therefore, song lonely had another nickname called "eye of the starry sky".

Song solitude is like a pair of eyes on the starry sky, silently watching the rise and fall of this huge empire, as well as cruel or feminine conspiracy and hatred.

Some people say that there is nothing that song alone can't solve in this empire.

It is also said that there is nothing song lonely doesn't know in this city.

The heroes of the land, air and space generation are the gods in the army. In its heyday, it held millions of soldiers of the Xifeng empire.

It was also under the impetus of the old man that the army, the army and the air force seized their military power again and again, and finally became a virtual position with only high salaries but no care about swordsmen.

It was also under the obstruction of the old man that the land bank dreamed of seeking the position of left prime minister, which was called an impossible thing.

"Walk like a tiger, heart like a fox. To the detriment of home and country. " This is song lonely's evaluation of land, air and space.

Because of this sentence, almost the second half of the land travel space was pressed to death in the mire.

If it weren't for the Millennium savings of the Lu family, because the Lu family has been a general for generations, I'm afraid the current Lu family would have disappeared because of this sentence and would have been swallowed up without bones and debris.

The powerful old man was dying.

"You can see it if you want, but don't make any noise." Song loneliness made a loud gesture again and said, "every plant and tree has spirit. The hen was disturbed when she laid her eggs for fear that she would shrink them back. What if you hear the voice when the plum blossom is blooming and take back the bud? "

"Grandpa, can you take back the blooming plum blossom?"

"Of course."

"All right. I listen to Grandpa. From now on, I won't say a word. However, if the plum blossom doesn't open by itself, you can't blame me. "

"It will." Song lonely looked up at the sky. The cold moon didn't know when it would disappear. The sky is like an ink tray, and the black wind howls like a wolf“ It's going to snow. "

"It's going to snow." Song Tao glanced at the darkness of the sky and knew that winter was coming. In the past, Song Tao was never afraid of heaven and earth. He felt that there was nothing in the world that he could not solve. But when he saw the blood gushing out of the Bodhisattva's eye hole, Song Tao began to be afraid.

He was afraid that the old man in front of him would leave and that the girder of the Song family would fall. The old man stopped talking, and Song Tao stopped talking. They squatted quietly under the eaves, staring at the wax plum blossom nearest to them without blinking. The night is getting darker and the wind is getting stronger and stronger. Then there was a strong wind and the temperature plummeted. In the howling cold wind, a white feather hovered in front of me. Dangling, floating. Song Tao joked and wanted to reach out and move the feather into his hand. The old man's body suddenly propped up and his eyes burst into a strange brilliance. Song Tao took back his outstretched hand and looked at the scene with a surprised face. The ordinary Chimonanthus chinensis tree emits a circle of silver luster. On the dark and rugged branches, one, two or three small buds came out, just like countless black peas growing on the branches. Under the eyes of the two masters and grandchildren, the little peas blossomed little by little, making a subtle but clear and pleasant sound. That is the sound of flowers, the sound of winter snow. Is the joy of the heart. Song Tao opened his eyes and said, "I heard it, I really heard it --" Song loneliness also expressed great joy. His pale face turned red and looked like drinking two liang of plum wine“ Flowers bloom to see the Buddha. Have you seen the Buddha? " Song looked at the plum blossoms blooming in turn with lonely eyes and asked carelessly. Song Tao's expression stiffened, then smiled and said, "Grandpa, I did see the Buddha. I saw many Buddhas. I recited the "pharmacist Buddha mantra" in front of the Buddha and asked my Buddha to bless you with peace and joy. " With a lonely smile on his face, song asked, "did the Buddha promise?"“ Yes. " Song Tao said with a smile“ Buddha promised, will you come back to see me in such a hurry? "“ Grandpa ------ "mobile phone users please browse and read for a better reading experience. This novel has been translated by www.novelhall.com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation.