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    The night was deep. The servant took down the lantern and replaced it with a new candle. He stood under the eaves for a long time and then left quietly.  The bluestone beside the leaning pond in the garden is covered with a little frost white, and it is quiet under the corridor.  The horizontal and sparse shadows are stained with the color of plain white jade, and the snow falls next to the lacquered pillars, gradually disappearing the stone steps.

    Jinglan stood in front of the window, watching the snow falling outside.

    There were no lights in the room, and her face was a little blurry in the snowy light, but her eyes were as bright as stars.  He stands tall and straight with his hands behind his back, his broad sleeves trailing to the floor.  After a while, she stretched out her hand out of the window. Her hand was as slender as jade, and the snow fell on her palm, making it difficult to discern the trace for a moment.

    After a moment, the snow melted into nothingness. Jing Lan twirled his fingertips, closed his palms and took them back, unintentionally exposing a part of his wrist. The silver light on his wrist shone slightly, and was immediately covered by his sleeves.

    The snow falling outside the window became more and more urgent. She turned around and said, "I remember that Shen Yu was on duty today. Did he read the files from the Taishi Bureau before they were delivered?"

    The department official bowed slightly and said, "Sir Si Wenshi went to look for Master Xingli, so he must have seen it."

    Jing Lan smiled half-heartedly and said, "That's strange. Shen Yu and Taishi Ling have never gotten along. Since he has read the archives, he should have taken advantage of my absence to rectify Taishi Ling's affairs. How could he let it go so lightly?  ?¡±

    "This I don't know, the official. It's just that Si Wenshi said that this document may have some relationship with Bai Jue Sect. It's difficult to make a decision at the moment. I need to ask Mr. Taige to make a decision before returning to Taishi Ling."

    Jing Lan put his fingers on his wrist, touched it gently, and said softly: "The Bai Jue Sect has been dormant for many years, but I never expected that it would still act so arrogantly."

    The official was confused and heard her say again: "Leave the file behind and you can go down. Tell Wu Yong that this matter involves the imperial talent promotion ceremony, and it has alarmed the Jingzhao Mansion. I think there will be more investigation. In addition,  And it is related to those who rebel against the Party and the religion. If you have the intention to calm things down and make peace with others, it will not be so easy to turn a big issue into a trivial one."

    The department official placed the file on the table and bowed to leave.  Jing Lan sat alone for a while, without even looking at the document, he stood up and pushed the door open.  She stood under the eaves facing the wind, and everything she could see was white. The cold breath penetrated her heart, and there was a dull pain like a knife.

    She lowered her head and unfolded a talisman paper. The corners of the talisman paper appeared like an old thing from many years ago.  The fingertips gently traced the talisman as the ink gradually faded, becoming increasingly pale against the backdrop of cinnabar.  Repeatedly describing it like this is like trying to figure out the Talisman Master's intention.

    The talisman paper burned in her hand, and as soon as the talisman was lit, a flamingo flew out from the talisman paper, its wings wrapped in blazing flames, bringing out a circle of tiny dots of light in the air, and landed lightly and gracefully in the court.

    It spread its wings and screamed, avoiding the falling snow. The snow on the ground melted in a small circle, revealing wet and dark stone slabs.  It raised its head to the sky, as if it wanted to flap its wings and fly, but before it took the position, it suddenly disappeared, scattering into sparks and annihilating in the deep snow.

    At the same time, the talisman in Jing Lan's hand also burned to the end.

    She watched with an indifferent expression as the fire gradually extinguished and the courtyard became dark again.  The surrounding area has been covered with heavy snow, except for a small open space on the ground not far from the steps, which has not yet been covered by snow.

    "It's like someone once stood there and waited silently all night. The heavy snow covered the footprints, so no matter whether they came or left, there was no evidence of their existence.

    I don¡¯t know how long I stood there, but in the snowy night I heard the distant sound of the clock. Jinglan moved slightly and whispered: "will you come to see me?"

    The mist drifted away from the gap between her lips. At this time, the long night was lonely, no one responded, and only the snow fell, leaving only a cold place.

    Jinglan looked at the court again, smiled to himself, brushed off the snow on his robe, and walked slowly into the house.

    Her quiet meditation was interrupted, and she wanted to clean herself and change clothes.  But the file beside the table seemed extremely unsightly at this moment. She thought for a moment, took it, unfolded it, and quickly scanned it, omitting the complicated confession, and kept the key points in mind.  Seeing that the ending was still a statement of rules and regulations, I stopped reading more, covered the file and put it aside.

    Just as she was about to leave, she suddenly remembered Shen Yu's unusual behavior this time, and she couldn't help but become a little suspicious of the case. She turned around and read it again, but still didn't see anything strange.  She spread the file flat on the table and read it carefully from beginning to end, but no matter how she looked at it, it was just an ordinary case.  If it hadn't caused a human life, and it would have involved the scientific examination after the year, and brought out an alchemy Taoist whose identity was suspected to be a member of the Bai Jue Sect, and several things were intricately mixed together, I'm afraid he wouldn't have been able to enter Si Tiantai.

    ¡°I don¡¯t know how well the current commanders are practicing, but when it comes to investigating cases, they tend to move closer to the Ministry of Punishment. I don¡¯t know whether this is a joy or a worry.

    Thinking of this, Jing Lan suddenly thought of the Talisman Master he saw that night. That man was quite courageous and seemed to be quite capable.  She wanted to wait for a whileOn the next day, the man was transferred from Taishi Bureau to Sitiantai.  As for whether Taishi Ling agreed or not, it was not in her consideration.

    This piecemeal case almost makes people laugh. It is a bit more bizarre than what is written in the play. I don¡¯t know which of the governors had such a leisurely attitude of walking around the streets. First they pretended to be ghosts to scare people, and then they followed them.  , and finally caught the Taoist who committed the crime.  Jinglan's slender fingers slightly pressed the corners of the document, lowered her eyes to read the signature at the end, and scanned the three names in boredom. She was about to close the document when she suddenly stopped.

    She flattened the document with all her strength, her fingers slid over the man's handwriting, and she trembled violently, looking at the extremely familiar name in disbelief.

    Once in the middle of the night when no one was around, I engraved each stroke in my heart. I was afraid that if I slacked off a little bit, those memories of the past would quietly pass away.

    She dare not forget, and she cannot forget

    "Yuanqiu! Yuanqiu, are you at home? Yuanqiu? Yuanqiu! Luo Yuanqiu!!"

    Luo Yuanqiu was awakened by the urging knock on the door. She sat on the bed for a while holding the quilt. She rubbed the corners of her eyes, suspecting that she had heard wrongly. Just as she was about to lie down and continue sleeping, the knock on the door rang again.

    She was so sleepy that she put on her clothes and got out of bed. As soon as the door was opened a crack, cold air rushed in, making her sober for a moment.  It snowed heavily last night, and the small courtyard was buried in the snow.  She rubbed her hands, wishing that she was not a long-haired bear, and stepped into the snow like a righteous man.

    Opening the courtyard door, a young woman was standing outside the door, wrapped up extremely tightly.  Luo Yuanqiu guessed it was Chen Wenying, and sure enough, when she spoke, she had a familiar tone.  She leaned against the door, the tip of her nose was red from the cold, and said with a smile: "Why are you still sleeping? Didn't I tell you that we would go out for a walk together today?"

    Luo Yuanqiu then remembered that Dong Guan was giving them a few days off, and Bai Bin was going to worship his ancestors. The three of them broke up, and Chen Wenying asked her to go out for fun today.

    "The snow is too heavy, how can we play?" Seeing the snow outside the alley, Luo Yuanqiu couldn't help but shrink his neck. Before he even stepped out of the house, he felt the biting chill, "Forget it.  Well, can we do it another day?"

    Seeing that she was about to retract, Chen Wenying quickly caught her with her hands. Before she could speak, she sneezed three times.  The two of them looked at each other, and the corner of Luo Yuanqiu's mouth twitched: "You are like this, do you still want to go?"

    Chen Wenying shed tears, covered her face and nodded frantically.

    Of course it is necessary.

    Although the ground was covered with snow, the two of them still rode to the Chenghuang Temple. They said they wanted to watch the excitement, but in fact they gathered a lot of food.  In the afternoon, on the way back, Chen Wenying picked up a few sugar-coated hawthorn fruits for digestion. Luo Yuanqiu reminded her that they were reserved for Bai Bin, but she didn't listen and kept saying that Bai Bin, a man, couldn't eat sweets.  Looking like this, he stuffed a few fruits into Luo Yuanqiu, and then emptied the fruit in the bag.

    But once in a while, the clouds open and the sun rises, illuminating the snowy ground with gleaming brilliance.  Chen Wenying walked a few steps, then suddenly turned around and said, "Yuan Qiu, do you want to see my sister?"

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