After leaving Mengjia Village, they saw Zhao Haoran and a servant of the Zhao family waiting at the head of the village from a distance. Meng Xinghe rode forward and greeted: "Brother Zhao has been waiting for a long time. I wonder where I will go for a night out tonight?"
Zhao Haoran stood on his horse and said with a smile: "I heard that there is a rare chrysanthemum in Yandang Mountain that can only bloom at night. I was tempted to go and have a look. I learned that Brother Meng was also at home, so I came to invite you. I will not disturb you.
Please excuse me."
He is indeed a gentleman, speaking openly and openly without any secrets. Meng Xinghe joked: "I'm being disrespectful."
"Haha~" Zhao Haoran smiled heartily, looked at Meng Xinghe and there seemed to be one less person, and asked: "Hey~ Didn't Auntie come with Brother Meng? I was going down to invite Brother Meng just now, why?
Knowing that her aunt asked her to take this job, could it be that she called Brother Meng and went back to Zhaojiazhuang?"
Before Meng Xinghe had time to answer, a sharp curse sounded from behind, and then a burst of dust rolled up, and he saw Zhong Yusu galloping towards him on horseback, with an angry face: "Jie Yuanlang is really fast, I'm so close
I won’t be able to catch up with you.”
Seeing the fire-like light in Zhong Yusu's eyes, Master Meng explained: "There is no way, Ma Zi is going to run away, so I have to open my mind and let her run away. Even if she runs to the end of the world, she will not come back in the future."
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"Hmph!" Seeing the expression on Master Meng's face, I knew that what he said was definitely not a good thing. He snorted coldly and walked around Meng Xinghe. Zhong Yusu took the lead and trotted on the road ahead.
"Do you want to come back?" Young Master Meng yelled at the graceful figure in front of him. Zhao Haoran beside him smiled and said: "Brother Meng doesn't know something. Although my aunt is a woman, she is like a woman in her heart.
You are as strong as a man, you just don't want to laugh."
"Where, where, the Vice Minister's wife dares to love and hate, and her behavior is quite bold, how can it be compared to ordinary men." Zhong Yusu is the owner of the Imperial Garden. In this era of feudal thought, for her to do such a thing as a woman is simply incredible.
It was a challenge to feudal thought. To say that her behavior was bold would be an understatement.
Zhao Haoran yelled twice, he didn't know what Meng Xinghe said. But his uncle didn't even ask, how could he, a junior, have the right to comment? Seeing that it was late, Zhao Haoran smiled and said: "Brother Meng, how about we go horse racing?
, let’s see who reaches Yandang Mountain first, and the loser will be punished with three cups later?”
"Well~~ you know I usually don't drink well, so I must lose." Meng Xinghe refuted, and when Zhao Haoran wasn't paying attention, the boy whipped it down hard, and the horse under his crotch seemed to have gone crazy.
After rushing out, Meng Xinghe ran ahead and said with a smile: "Since Brother Zhao sincerely invites you, why should I refuse to agree? I will take the first step."
"Good boy, playing dirty tricks." Zhao Haoran secretly regretted it. How could he not know that Meng Xinghe was so cunning and took the lead? Zhao Haoran was convinced that he had lost. He sighed and followed on his horse.
After nightfall, a bright moon shone in the sky. After running for a quarter of an hour, the three of them arrived at Yandang Mountain. Zhao Haoran brought his servants and naturally prepared a stove to warm wine, snacks in copper cauldrons, and food.
, under Zhong Yusu's care, the three of them found a relatively quiet pavilion and sat down separately.
Through the faint moonlight, I saw a patch of sleeping chrysanthemums in front of the pavilion, with strange flower buds. The longer they were exposed to the moonlight, the branches stretched and slowly bloomed. It was amazing, it was simply a masterpiece of nature's miraculous craftsmanship. Meng Xinghe traveled through thousands of years.
, knowing that there are only a few plants that bloom at night except epiphyllum, tuberose, etc., this is the first time I saw this night chrysanthemum. "It is really April in the world that is full of fragrance, and the peach blossoms in the mountain temples are beginning to bloom."
The conventional plants were not strange enough. After figuring out the reason why the night chrysanthemums bloomed due to the influence of temperature difference, Meng Xinghe was no longer curious.
Zhong Yusu next to her was a kind-hearted person. When she saw the wild chrysanthemums blooming slowly, her nerves were aroused. She looked at the two of them carefully and asked: "Two great talents from Taoyuan County, why don't you leave a poem for such a beautiful scenery?"
How about recording it first?”
"Reciting (obscene) poems (wet) again, is it harmful to the body?" Holding a glass of warmed wine, Meng Xinghe almost spat out. Why does Zhong Yusu like (obscene) (wet) poems so much, "If you want to chant, you can go to yourself
, a generation of sluts and good poems, no one will care about you."
"Yes, Brother Meng is absolutely right. Auntie, don't make me wait to recite poems!" Zhao Haoran also hates reciting poems. Now that Meng Xinghe is against it, of course he will agree.
Zhong Yusu rolled her eyes at the two of them, picked up a glass of warm wine and drank: "If you don't sing, I will sing by myself. Then don't blame me, an elder, for bullying you." Like an angry rich lady, Zhong Yusu stood up angrily,
Leaning on the railing of the pavilion, I saw the wild chrysanthemums blooming outside, my eyes wandered, and I seemed to be sighing: "Looking at the west wind with regret, the remaining chrysanthemums bloom when the heart is broken. The empty fence and old garden have no trace of autumn, and the thin moon clears the frost. Who knows?"
"
She recited a poem affectionately and silently, and Meng Xinghe, who was sitting next to her, praised her with loud applause and said, "It would be a big loss for Miss Yusu not to take the No. 1 exam. Such a talent makes me ashamed."
!" He glanced at Zhao Haoran, and the two immediately connected with each other. Meng Xinghe began to say, "Brother Zhao, I heard that Miss Yu Su just wrote a good poem. How about we collaborate on one?"
"That's what I meant." Zhao Haoran smiled and said, "Brother Meng, please go first! I'll take the back seat!"
This kid is interesting and can play. Meng Xinghe shook his head and said seriously: "One piece, two pieces, three or four pieces."
"Five pieces, six pieces, seven or eight pieces." Zhao Haoran immediately added. Zhong Yusu's originally angry face burst into laughter after hearing the two of them composed this poem, and stared at their faces intently.
, looking forward to their next verses.
Meng Xinghe continued: "Nine pieces, ten pieces, eleven pieces."
"The film opens in front of the moon." Haha~ After Zhao Haoran completed the supplement, he continued: "Good poem~ I haven't done such a good poem for a long time."
Zhong Yusu was originally fully expecting the next two sentences from the two of them to be something shocking, but she found out that they were so vulgar. She sighed and said: "What a shitty poem, even the children in the school can write it better than you.
Fortunately, you are still two talented people from Taoyuan, so you have no shame."
She said something coquettishly, but the two of them disagreed. Zhao Haoran continued: "The steps outside the fence are as cold as water, and the beauty is resentful, angry and shy."
"Next year, the dust and chrysanthemums will remain as they were. How can I express my sorrow for separation?" Supplementing the complete poem, Meng Xinghe picked up his wine glass and said, "Brother Zhao, I dedicate this glass to you."
Zhao Haoran was not polite, picked up the wine glass and took a sip. "Brother Meng, you and I hit it off right away. How about I dare to go up and become brothers of the opposite sex with Brother Meng?"
"We are brothers, why should we be close by flesh and blood? Since Brother Zhao looks up to me, it is my blessing." Meng Xinghe took the wine glass and said: "After drinking this glass of wine, we will become our brothers from now on. We will share blessings and share hardships.
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Instead of killing chicken heads and burning yellow paper, a glass of wine will make you a lifelong brother. Meng Xinghe scorned all the fake tricks of blood-based alliances, they were just styles. Zhong Yusu saw that the two of them were so generous and sworn brothers, and originally wanted to join, but it was a pity that he
With different status, I can only watch with envy.
The two were about to clink glasses to form an oath, when Meng Xinghe suddenly remembered something, borrowed a wine glass from Zhong Yusu, and said, "Brother Zhao, you and I have become oaths, how can we forget Brother Chai? Today we will do it."
Including him together, how about we three brothers becoming sworn brothers?"
"Okay!" Zhao Haoran didn't hesitate, picked up the wine glass, touched it with Meng Xinghe, and drank the whole drink.
After the two drank the sworn wine, they both threw the cups in their hands on the ground and said at the same time: "In the future, if you violate today's vows, it will be like this cup!" The crackling sound was like a loud and heroic promise.