As December begins, the academy's teaching has stopped, and everyone is fully preparing for the 15th Annual Examination. The scene of Yin Feng and Song Yue is gone, and the scene of gathering together in groups of three or five can be seen everywhere. The four schools are full of hard-study students, and the business of the hotel in the farm has become much quieter.

The tense atmosphere also infected the villa, and the daily conversation turned into a conversation. After several detailed discussions, Jiang Anyi felt his shortcomings. Although he had been constantly making up for knowledge since he entered the academy, compared to Lin Yizhen, he received guidance from a wise master since childhood, read a lot of books, and had more knowledge than himself. No wonder Master Yu asked him to accumulate strength and not rush to participate in the provincial examination.

A heavy snow came, decorating the world cleanly. Charcoal seemed very excited and rushed forward from time to time. Lin Yizhen smiled and said, "An Yi, Charcoal misses home. It is said that the snow in the northern desert is as heavy as a mat. You must go and see if you have the chance."

Reading thousands of books and traveling thousands of miles, and wandering with books and swords floating in the sky is the dream of every scholar. Jiang Anyi looked at the snow falling all over the sky, wishing he could roar and send the youth's passion.

"The year is about to be dusk, and the time is dizzy. The cold wind accumulates and the clouds are full of sorrow..."

Lin Yizhen's high-pitched and heroic reading sound sounded in his ears. It was the "Snow Fu" written by Xie Deling, a great man from the previous dynasty. Jiang Anyi's heart was filled with blood, and he couldn't help but say a happy voice, "...The Yao steps in the courtyard, Lin stood up with the jade tree, the white crane was frightened, the white squid lost her fairness, the silk sleeves were ashamed, and the jade face was covered..."

The snow is silent, the north wind cannot disperse the sound of gold and stone, the Cangshan ears and listen quietly to the young man's heart.

From a distance, I saw several ox carts parked in the villa, with a huge figure and a visitor. Lin Yizhen urged the horse to move forward, and Jiang Anyi slowed down his horse stance and followed behind.

A piece of fire was floating towards Lin Yizhen, and the sweet voice was heard first, "Second brother, I'm here."

Lin Yizhen jumped off the horse, greeted him in surprise, and smiled, "Fifth sister, why are you here?"

Jiang Anyi saw that the girl was about the same age as An Yong, wrapped in a red fur coat, revealing a pink and white face, with picturesque eyebrows and eyes.

"Dad wrote to you and asked you to take me to Beijing to reunite after the exam, and I will come to the villa to wait for you first." The voice was crisp and sweet, like a singing oriole.

Lin Yizhen turned around and greeted Jiang Anyi and introduced: "Anyi, this is the sister-in-law, the fifth sister, this is my friend, Mr. Jiang."

The girl Piaopiao said, "Young Master Jiang is polite."

Jiang Anyi had never dealt with a lady from a noble family, and was at a loss for a moment, not knowing whether to bow or bow. The girl's clear eyes swept across Jiang Anyi's face, raised her eyebrows lightly, and a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, and she said softly: "It was originally a stupid young man."

"The fifth sister must not be rude." Lin Yizhen blamed her, but her eyes were full of pampering. She smiled and said to Jiang Anyi: "An Yi doesn't have to be restrained. Her sister has been spoiled by her family since she was a child. She doesn't know the importance of her words. Don't blame An Yi."

"I dare not, I am rude first." Jiang Anyi returned to his calmness and replied politely. The girl curled her lips at Jiang Anyi behind Lin Yizhen, frowned and made a face.

Lin Yizhen nodded apologetically, holding the fifth sister's hand, and the brother and sister laughed constantly and gradually faded away. Jiang Anyi returned to Zhu Yunju, and his head was red. He always thought of the girl wearing a red fur coat, and the floral shirt on Yan'er's body. The wealth and luxury in front of him became heartbreaking.

In the afternoon, Jiang Anyi proposed to move back to the academy. Lin Yizhen thought about it and did not try to keep it. He told Jiang Anyi that as long as he was willing to welcome him to live at any time, he would greet his servants and Zhu Yunju kept it for him.

When he returned to his residence in the academy, Jiang Anyi felt a sense of relaxation and said from his heart: Although Liang Yuan is good, he is not a family for a long time. He is not a rich man. This sudden wealth and honor is like a dream. It is time to wake up from the dream. Don’t be eroded by wealth and honor.

When Li Shicheng came back, he saw Jiang Anyi and smiled and said, "Anyi is back. Tell me about the situation of Lin's Villa. People who have heard of him say that the villa is so beautiful, but unfortunately I didn't have the chance to visit him."

The next day, Jiang Anyi went to Tibetan Shu, and Lin Yizhen's voice came from behind, "Anyi, I met you so by chance."

Jiang Anyi turned around and saw Lin Yizhen wearing a mink hat and a long green fox fur coat standing under the pine tree next to the road, and nodding at himself with a smile. Next to Lin Yizhen was a beautiful guy with big red arrow sleeves and a big white fox fur cloak. The cloak hat was covered on his head, but it was Lin Yizhen's fifth sister, dressed in a man's clothing. Behind the two were a man, following a man, holding a brown cloth package in their hands.

Jiang Anyi stepped forward to see the ceremony, and Lin Yizhen smiled and said, "Today I bring the house... I came to the academy to play. I heard that the red plums in Meiling are beautiful. Anyi and we went to find the plums with us."

It snowed all night and a thick layer of snow accumulated on the road. Lin Yizhen and his sister were wearing wooden clogs and Jiang Anyi had cotton shoes. They were soaked when they were not very skilled, and the cold penetrated into their skin.

I could smell a faint fragrance from a distance. I looked up at the beautiful red area on the Meiling Mountains, and countless red plums bloomed in snow.

The fifth sister of the Lin family shouted happily and ran up the mountain. Lin Yizhen rushed to chase him from behind, shouting, "Don't run, be careful of falling."

The road up the mountain was slid by the plum blossom viewer. Jiang Anyi took a few steps and almost fell down. He quickly grabbed the plum branch beside the road and stopped his feet. The Lin brother and sister were already standing under a plum tree on the top of the mountain. Lin Wumei was circling around the plum tree. Lin Yizhen was thinking about it and thought he was writing poetry.

Lin Wumei took a few turns and found that the "Daitou Goose" had not yet come up. She was standing at the foot of the mountain and holding the plum tree to breathe. She was so weak. Lin Wumei shouted at Jiang Anyi: "Young Master Jiang, come up quickly. If you stay still, you will have a dull attack." As she said that, she burst out laughing.

Jiang Anyi had no choice but to grit his teeth and climb up step by step. Finally, he reached the top of the mountain. His left foot was cut by the solid ice beside the road, and blood dripped on the ice surface, bright red and dazzling, as bright as red plums.

"Ah." Seeing that Jiang Anyi's foot was injured, Lin Wumei exclaimed in surprise, and her eyes were filled with water.

Lin Yizhen was awakened by the girl's screams, and was also shocked when she saw the blood on the ice. Seeing that Jiang Anyi was already wet, she blamed herself: "Sorry, Anyi, I was careless for a moment and didn't notice that you were wearing cloth shoes. Han was born under her feet, Lin Hua, you carry Mr. Jiang, let's go back to the villa now."

The ox cart rushed to the villa. Jiang Anyi took off his shoes and socks, revealing a wound about an inch long on his ankle. The blood had not stopped. Lin Yizhen took out a scarf and tied Jiang Anyi's wound tightly. Lin Wumei was tearful and said chokingly: "It's all my fault. If I hadn't asked Mr. Jiang to go up the mountain, Mr. Jiang wouldn't have been hurt."

Jiang Anyi smiled and comforted, "It's okay, this little wound is nothing. I often get cuts when doing farm work at home, which is heavier than this."

Seeing the girl crying sadly, Lin Yizhen comforted her warmly: "The wound is not deep, it should be fine when she goes back to apply some gold-chuang medicine. However, An Yi, your feet are cold. Go back and take a good bath, drink some ginger water to cover your body and sweat to relieve the cold."

Lin Wumei gradually calmed down, staring at the scarf on Jiang Anyi's feet, and her long eyelashes were slapping her head quickly. Occasionally, she raised her head and looked at Jiang Anyi's face with concern. Jiang Anyi saw that she had dark eyebrows and bright eyes, and her pink face had a little baby fat. She sat there quietly, like a cute porcelain doll. She really looked like Yan'er. Jiang Anyi endured her hard work, so she didn't reach out to pinch her face.

Back at the villa, he changed into a pair of soft brocade boots and drank the hot ginger water. Jiang Anyi came out of thin sweat, took a bath comfortably, and changed into Lin Yizhen's clothes. The servant who served him looked straight at him, such a handsome and handsome young man.

At lunch, Lin Yizhen came to invite him and held a banquet to shock Jiang Anyi. Jiang Anyi smiled bitterly and said, "Brother Lin, if you do this, I will never dare to come to your villa again."

Lin Yizhen laughed and said, "It's because she missed her sister. I'm also benefiting from An Yi's fortune. I must go, otherwise she will feel guilty in her sister's heart and will be unbeautiful."

The Xiangyu Pavilion is as warm as spring. Two pots of silver silk and bamboo charcoal in the corner of the house do not have the slightest fireworks. A branch of red plums, two feet long, was inserted into a vase of Panlong plum blossoms, and the branches stretched horizontally like a coiled dragon. The wine and food on the round table in front of the six landscape screens were already placed. The wine, vegetables, plum and unknown fragrance were mixed together, which caused Jiang Anyi's stomach to scream in a dissatisfaction. Lin Yizhen smiled and said, "It seems that the sister-in-law understands Anyi's thoughts the best, please."

Jiang Anyi was hungry, so he was not polite. He raised his glass to drink and ate vegetables with chopsticks. Lin Yizhen occasionally picked up food. Seeing Jiang Anyi eating happily, he showed a strange smile on his face.

The sound of the piano came from behind the screen. Jiang Anyi didn't understand the piano, he could only play the flute, and the music was connected. From the sound of the piano, he heard the clear spring flowing soothingly, and the flowers bloomed in the spring breeze, bees and butterflies dancing, and birds sang, with infinite tenderness and brightness.

The sound of the piano suddenly turns, the force is like a thousand pounds, like a storm suddenly rises, heavy rain pours down, the rain blows the leaves and leaves fall, the sound of the piano is like crying and complaining, and sadness comes from the heart. The sound of the piano turns again, the rain passes and clouds dissipates, and the bright moon shines on the earth, carrying infinite tenderness and joy. The lingering sound is like the rippling waves on the river, making people feel agile and happy.

The sound of the piano dissipated, and Jiang Anyi was still intoxicated. Lin Yizhen coughed, and Jiang Anyi came to his senses and was about to speak, but Lin Yizhen quickly wrote the word "Spring Light" on the table with a drink and then wiped it off with his hands.

The footsteps were broken, and the beauty turned out from behind the screen. The flowers were full of pearls and precious clothes, and Jiang Anyi was dazzled. When he opened his mouth, he realized that it was the fifth sister of the Lin family.

Lin Wumei poured wine and said softly: "Young Master Jiang, I am deeply sorry for your injury when you are tired. Please drink this cup."

Jiang Anyi drank it all, Lin Wumei was already filled with a cunning light flashing in her eyes, and she asked, "I wonder if Mr. Jiang is still hearing the Qin just now?"

"Okay, it's great."

"Oh, Mr. Jiang is still a soulmate. Do you know what song he played just now?"

Two words that Lin Yizhen wrote on the table flashed through Jiang Anyi's mind, and he blurted out: "Spring Light Song."

"Mr. Jiang is indeed a clever one. My little sister has only played this song of spring light in front of her family. I wonder how Mr. Jiang knows the title of this song."

Jiang Anyi was stunned, and saw Lin Yizhen being speechless and embarrassed. He only remembered to remind Jiang Anyi but forgot about this.

Lin Wumei turned her eyes over her second brother, and she snorted softly, saying, "Young Master Jiang and his second brother colluded to tease the younger sister, but my sister is not willing to support her. Today, Mr. Jiang would either play a song or drink all the wine."

Five kilograms of wine per jar, the Lin family’s wine will not be as bland as the village brew. Jiang Anyi felt his face flushed after drinking three cups. Looking at the jar of wine, he was really helpless.

Lin Yizhen coughed and said, "Fifth sister, don't be rude."

"Oh, does the second brother intend to drink it for Mr. Jiang? You and Mr. Jiang are indeed in love with each other, and my younger sister admires it."

"This...", the two looked at each other and shook their heads and smiled bitterly.

Lin Wumei smiled and said, "Mr. Jiang, I heard from my second brother that you are so talented that you can't drink wine, so you can make a poem, but this poem has to be written by my song. If you don't do it well, you still can't save the wine."

Jiang Anyi was good at this life, thinking for a moment, Jiang Anyi chanted: "The beauty used to spend the spring light song, her ring swaying the exquisite jade. The sound of the piano sounded like the spring sky, and the white moon and pear blossoms were all over the pavilion."
Chapter completed!