The old man selling flowers nodded and said, "This young man has a very good eye. Mantanghong is the treasure of my flower shop, and the price is the most expensive." Looking at Yang Ning, Yang Ning didn't wait for him to speak, and said to Xiaoyao with a smile: "Miss Xiaoyao thinks that the flower among the flowers will fall into?"

But Xiaoyao walked to a pot of flowers, her eyes softened, and said, "Xiaoyao feels that this jade Linglong is also considered a top-notch."

"Oh?" the flower seller smiled and said, "Why do girls think it's it?"

When Yang Ning saw that the jade-skinned petals were pure white, it even felt crystal clear. Compared to the redness of the hall, it naturally had no bright light, but it was simple and clean, and it was charming in its simple and elegant state.

"Yu Linglong is untainted, pure and pure. If it is noble, it is indeed not as red as the whole house." Xiao Yao said of flowers, and her delicate face was full of seriousness. "It's just that the flower path is like a human being. The quality of people's hearts actually has nothing to do with their origins. It is clear and innocent. The true fire is sophisticated. Do not let your heart be covered with dust with your own desires. Only in this way can you have a clear look." Turning back, looking at Yang Ning, and continuing: "Only you can treat others calmly without dust. Only if you have no selfish desires can you treat things fairly, govern the country and prosper, just like... Just like what the prince did today, he doesn't care about his own origins, nor does he care about other people's backgrounds, and stand up to save others, but he is unyielding to others, just like this Yu Linglong."

This little girl is really good at speaking. Yang Ning praised her in her heart, but she was also happy. She thought to herself that Xiaoyao looked clean and looked ordinary in clothes, but her words were very well-educated. She embellished her with flowers, which was more than one level higher than Yuan Rong's empty words.

At least what Xiao Yao said is simple and easy to understand, unlike Yuan Rong who had lost his bag of books for a long time, and he has not figured out what this kid said just now.

Although Yang Ning was happy, he said, "Miss Xiaoyao has won the award."

Yuan Rong shook his head and said, "Miss Xiaoyao's high argument is enlightening. In this way, the whole house is also inferior."

The old man selling flowers also praised: "The girl said a few witty words to double the value of Yu Linglong." Then he looked at Yang Ning and bowed: "Criminal, I wonder why you think flowers are the best?"

Yang Ning smiled and said, "I know nothing about flowers, so I won't be ugly. Just choose one of them and win."

Yuan Rong laughed and said, "Brother Ning, do you don't want to, or dare? Only a few of us here are wrong and talk nonsense. I promise that even we will not be able to show off."

Seeing him looking full of superiority, Yang Ning was annoyed and said, "If I want to find the leader of the flowers here, I really can't find it."

"The prince said that there is no title in the flower in your heart here?" The old flower seller hurriedly said, "Who is the choice to ask the prince's heart?"

Yang Ning thought for a while before saying, "Lotus!"

"Lotus?" The old man selling flowers looked at each other and Yuan Rong. Yuan Rong immediately laughed and said, "Brother Ning has a unique insight. In late October, you can't find lotus flowers. However, in the pond in the back garden of my house, lotus flowers bloom every year, and it's common. If you really want to talk about it, it should be the least valuable flower in my mansion." Pointing to the red house, "Does Brother Ning know that this pot of red house is enough to exchange for the lotus flowers in all the mansions of your Pipa Street?"

In his words, he obviously disdained the lotus.

The old man selling flowers also smiled and said, "The prince is a lotus lover, but it is rare for the flower shops on our street to sell lotus flowers. However, flowers are not judged by the price. The prince loves lotus, so there must be a reason."

Although Yang Ning was kind to the old man selling flowers, he obviously looked down on the lotus flowers in his words. However, Xiao Yao frowned slightly, as if she was thinking about something.

He did not argue, and after a moment of pondering, he said, "I love the lotus that comes out of the mud but is not stained, washes in the clear water but is not intimate, straight from the middle and outside, neither branches nor vines, the fragrance becomes clearer from afar, and it is planted in a distance, so you can see it from afar but not play with it." His voice and emotion were lush. When he chanted here, his voice suddenly rose: "I say that chrysanthemums are the seclusion of flowers, peonies, flowers are the wealth of flowers, lotus, and flowers are the gentleman!"

Yuan Rong came from a scholarly family and had a good literary talent. Suddenly, he heard Yang Ning chanting this poem and was stunned for a moment, obviously beyond his expectations.

Xiao Yao also showed a look of surprise in her clear eyes. After thinking about it, she said softly: "It comes out of the mud without being stained, washes in the clear water without being charming... You can see it from afar and not play with it...!" Her bright eyes showed brilliance, "Criminal, this... is this why you like lotus?"

Yang Ning nodded calmly, looking calm and gentle.

Suddenly, Yuan Rong shouted "Miscellaneous", and he stepped forward to grab Yang Ning's arm and asked, "Brother Ning, who did this? He really has the first-class literary talent. It turns out that you know such a person. Can you introduce it to me?" He sighed, "I asked myself that my literary talent is not bad, but compared with this poem, the poems, songs and essays I have written over the years are like a dog...!" I realized that Xiao Yao was right next to me, and held it in time.

Yang Ning thought to himself that you know, after all, but this kid seemed to be sure that the song "Love Love" was not written by himself. He obviously looked down on him. He turned his eyes and asked, "What do you mean, can't I write such a poem?"

"Of course not." Yuan Rong said very surely: "I don't know how many pounds you have? This is not the best wonderful sentence that anyone can make. It comes out of the mud without being stained, and is washed in the clear water without being charming. These two sentences can be passed down for a hundred years."

Yang Ning thought that your knowledge was still a little worse. These two sentences were not only passed down for a hundred years. He shook Yuan Rong's hand that grabbed his arm and said, "You are willing to say whoever does it. If you come out of this door, you brag about it to the outside world and I will never ruin it."

Yuan Rong thought that your words were useless. Someone here heard it from you, otherwise he would have used this poem to cheat him.

"The prince said a witty word, admire him." Although the old man selling flowers is not very talented, he knew that this was a masterpiece after reading Yuan Rong and Xiao Yao's reactions. He smiled at Yuan Rong and said, "The young master thought that who should win the choice of the courtesan today?"

This old flower seller is actually a smart businessman. He invited Yang Ning to enter the store to taste flowers, but in fact he was an advertisement for himself.

Yang Ning saved people on the street, confronted the prince of Shu, and there were many onlookers. Moreover, such a thing would soon spread in the capital, and Yang Ning's reputation would inevitably rise sharply.

At that time, as long as he promotes it, the Jinyi Hou Shizi once tasted flowers and flowers in this flower shop, which would naturally be of great benefit to his flower shop's business. From the beginning, he never thought about who would be the final winner. After all, Jinyi Hou Shizi had a noble status, and Yuan Rong seemed to be from a wealthy family. If he judged the winner, he would be afraid that he would offend others.

Yuan Rong smiled and said, "For the sake of this poem, the winner is naturally this boy." He looked at Xiaoyao and asked, "What do girls think?"

Xiao Yao was just trying to taste the flowers and had no intention of winning or losing. What's more, Yang Ning's words were amazing. In just a few short sentences, they fully displayed the appearance quality and even meaning of the lotus. They felt admiration in their hearts, and smiled and said, "The Lotus of the Prince is naturally the leader among the flowers."

Yang Ning laughed and said, "I'm just talking nonsense, don't take it seriously."

"If the prince really speaks casually, it would be even more amazing." Xiao Yao smiled and said, "If you speak casually, you can have such a good sentence. If you put it in a little care, wouldn't it be even more wonderful? It's not something you can hear from time to time?"

Yang Ning touched his forehead and said, "Actually, even though that's the case, it's rare for people to truly do this."

Yuan Rong said on the side: "Brother Ning said very well. I see that there are many people in the silt mud, whether it is a pleasure boat or a music shop, but few people can not be stained by the wind and dust. Instead, they are vulgar, and they are not stained with the mud, and are not stained with the clear waters. They are easy to say but even more difficult to do."

"It is because of the difficulty that it is precious." Yang Ning said: "There are no clean characters in the ten-mile festival, Yingying and Yanyan." Speaking of this, he suddenly felt that he should not discuss these things in front of a girl Xiaoyao's house. He was about to change the topic, but found that Xiaoyao's face was a little pale, and she turned around and left.

"Miss Xiaoyao, you..." The few people had a great time talking. Yang Ningwan didn't expect Xiaoyao to leave as soon as she said she could leave. Xiaoyao walked lightly. The few people were stunned and she had already walked to the door.

Yang Ning's heart sank, knowing that it must have been a mistake. He didn't understand what was annoying Xiaoyao for a moment, so he quickly chased after him, "Miss Xiaoyao, have we said the wrong thing?"

In desperation, he grabbed Xiaoyao's jade arm.

Xiao Yao broke free with force and sneered, "How could the prince say the wrong thing? It's the little girl who doesn't know the world is so rich that she is talking nonsense here." She raised her feet and left.

Yang Ning heard that her voice was not as harmonious as before, full of coldness. Seeing that she was walking in a hurry, she had already mixed into the crowd on the street, standing in front of the door, suddenly glanced at the pot of golden silver table beside her, and hurriedly shouted: "Miss Xiaoyao, the flowers you want...!" When she looked up again, Xiaoyao had disappeared from the crowd.

Yuan Rong came up and said strangely: "What's going on? Well said, how can this girl turn against her? "

Yang Ning frowned and said, "It seems that we were saying something wrong..., which sentence was wrong?"

"You said nothing wrong?" Yuan Rong also looked confused, "We just said that there are not many Huafangfangs on and off the Qinhuai River clean..., huh, it's not that this sentence annoyed her, right?"

Yang Ning's heart sank, and immediately guessed a possibility, and said in a lost voice: "Is Xiaoyao a...?"

"This won't happen." Yuan Rong immediately shook his head and said, "It's a good thing that you are the Prince of Jinyi. You still don't understand women. This little girl is locked in her eyebrows and straight waist, and her neck is thin and her back is straight. She looks like a yellow virgin at first glance. If you look at her temperament, words and deeds, it's definitely not a place where she is romantic."

After Yuan Rong said this, Yang Ning felt relaxed and said strangely: "If this is not the case, then... why would she be annoyed by those words?" Frowning and said: "Are we two not concerned about the occasion? We talk about the romance and joy scene, so it makes Miss Xiaoyao unhappy?" He raised his hand and pointed at Yuan Rong, and said angrily: "You guy really can't change your shit. If you taste flowers, you can taste flowers. What do you do?"

"You can't rely on me all." Yuan Rong said aggrievedly: "Didn't you continue talking? Why did you push all the mistakes to me?"

The old man selling flowers came up and said carefully: "Criminal...!" He reached out and it was the two taels of silver. "Miss Xiaoyao is gone, you don't have to buy this basin of jindeng silver table."

"I bought this pot of flowers, but I will leave it here." Yang Ning was still wondering why Xiaoyao could leave if she said that, "Please take care of her carefully. If Xiaoyao comes over again, you will give her this pot of flowers no matter what method you use." He asked, "Yes, do you know Miss Xiaoyao?"

The old man selling flowers shook his head and said, "There are people coming and going here every day. Even if Miss Xiaoyao has been here before, I... I can't remember it. But don't worry, I will pay attention to it in the future. I will take good care of this pot of flowers carefully."
Chapter completed!