The arrival of Rou Niang brought good news to the family, which added a touch of brightness to Su Jin's recent gloomy mood. The family business was booming, and everyone's high expectations for him were the driving force for Su Jin to move forward.
When she got up early in the morning, Su Jin was in a good mood. After washing up, she said to Xiao Sui'er: "Sui'er and Huan Niang will take your sister Rou Niang out to play. I need to go to school and study for a few days. There will be a holiday during the Mid-Autumn Festival, so I will take you with me then."
You go to Xishan to see the maple leaves."
Xiaosui'er said: "What's so good about maple leaves is that we should go to the street to eat."
Su Jin, Huan Niang Rou Niang and others were immediately at a loss for words. This girl has never read a book, how can she understand these elegant things? If she were to choose, admiring the moon and flowers would be worse than watching a clown show in Gou Lan.
In the next few days, Su Jin returned to the state of concentrating on reading. In the evening, she studied hard with the two sisters Huan Niang and Rou Niang.
, chatting can occasionally stimulate Su Jin's inspiration, but with the sisters being present at the same time, Su Jin doesn't dare to cuddle and hug each other, and the romantic ideas in her mind have never been implemented.
The academy had a day off for the Mid-Autumn Festival, and most of the students were from outside the country. Being alone outside at the full moon added a lot of sadness. Wang Anshi and others could go home and have a gathering; Su Jin really wanted to invite a few of them to make friends.
They spent the Mid-Autumn Festival together with other students, but what was annoying was that she had agreed to go with Prince Teng to the Western Mountains to appreciate the maple leaves that day. Su Jin did not want to offend Prince Teng again, so he thought of a plan to get the best of both worlds.
On the day of the Mid-Autumn Festival, when the servant from the palace came to invite Su Jin, Su Jin had already called his friends, gathered all the students he had become friends with, including Wei Songhe, Wu Hengxin, Lu Dakui, etc., and stuffed them all into the car.
, rush to Prince Teng’s Mansion with him.
Before leaving, Su Jin asked Rou Niang and others to prepare fruit plates and drinks, and asked them to invite Yan Biyun to come in the evening and watch the moon and drink together at night. Su Jin regarded the daytime maple leaf viewing trip as a perfunctory one.
As a trick, bring a few friends with you so that you don't have anyone to talk to when you're bored.
Prince Teng was very depressed about Su Jin's practice of beheading him first and then telling the story. The poetry club was composed of all the gentry who were descendants of officials. Although he had no prejudice against Su Jin, after all they all knew that Su Jin was a young talent whom the prince admired. However, seeing that Su Jin brought five
Some of the six students were dressed in vulgar clothes, and some were vulgar in appearance. There was one big black guy in particular who spoke like a thunderbolt. At first glance, it seemed that he was not someone who knew how to write lyrics and poems. He couldn't help but think more of Su Jin.
;How can a person who can associate with such a vulgar person be any better?
Although Prince Teng was depressed, he did not want to appear too petty after all. He wanted to show the world that he was close to the people and a courteous corporal. He couldn't scold these mud-legged people with a straight face not to follow him? He had to be a bitch and erect a memorial arch.
, how can there be such a good thing in the world.
So when Su Jin led everyone to see King Teng, King Teng had a friendly and natural look on his face. After some warm greetings, King Teng got into his special car - a luxurious car pulled by two tall horses, and went first.
Already.
Mr. Qin greeted everyone from behind and said: "Your Majesty is waiting for everyone at Qingfengyi at the foot of Xishan Mountain. You all should get in the car and follow me. I will lead the way for you."
"How dare you..."
"Thank you very much, Mr. Qin..."
The sour scholars always talk a lot of polite words when they are together. After a fuss, Mr. Qin finally got into the carriage and went ahead, sweating profusely. Only then did all the scholars get on the carriage. Su Jin realized at this moment
I realized how shabby I was, even though I had a carriage pulled by a horse, I and a few students could only huddle in the small carriage of my house with their legs crossed.
There were six students, plus the driver Xiao Zhuzhu, seven of them, four of whom were fat. Xiao Qing, who was pulling him, grinned so hard that his eyes nearly popped out, and the whites of his eyes were bloodshot.
Xiao Zhuzi clicked his tongue in distress, and kept leaning down to comfort the spoiled mule. At the same time, he complained naggingly about why Su Jin didn't call for another car. This trip back and forth cost Xiao Qing's life.
So much so.
Xiaoqing really couldn't stand it. He couldn't pull up the small slope, so everyone had to get off the car and walk to the top of the slope, then get on the car again, and go down and up again when they encountered the slope. The group of people were exhausted.
The delay was too long.
Xishan is only thirty miles away from Yingtian Mansion. According to the normal speed of a mule cart, a little more than half an hour is enough. However, it took seven people and one mule nearly an hour. They set off at the beginning of the hour and did not arrive at Qingfeng Station until just after that. A poem
The scholars and His Highness Prince Teng have been waiting for a long time with their necks stretched out.
As soon as a few people showed up, they were immediately stared at by everyone. Qin Fei was very sensible and blamed himself for not taking good care of him. Unexpectedly, two people followed his carriage, and he blamed himself for not calling a carriage to replace the mule.
car.
Su Jin looked at the faces of everyone and cursed in his heart: It's not that I can't afford a horse, it's just that I don't want to buy it. I remember when my girlfriend gave me a big white horse as a gift, I didn't even want to accept it.
King Teng had already drunk a full stomach of tea in Qingfengguanyi. As soon as Su Jin and others arrived, he ordered them to go up the mountain. Everyone parked their cars, and Qin Fei arranged for six or seven young men to carry six or seven large boxes and cages to follow them.
Going up the mountain, the seven or eight maids accompanying them carried cakes, wine pots, wine glasses, water bags and other items. The scene was grand. It didn't look like a poetry club outing, but more like a trip by a high official.
Wu Hengxin originally had a kind of admiration for Su Jin. Seeing that Su Jin could actually establish friendship with the prince, his admiration for Su Jin was like a torrential river. This person's logic is chaotic, so he doesn't worship the prince.
On the contrary, he fired a pair of big ring eyes at Su Jin, he was really a weirdo.
King Teng took Su Jin to climb the mountain with him. As he walked, he introduced Su Jin to the Western Mountain like a serious scholar.
From his mouth, Su Jin learned the general situation of Xishan.
The West Mountain is not very high, with only one main peak and two smaller subsidiary peaks. According to the converted size of later generations, the main peak is only about 500 to 700 meters above sea level.
Xishan is not steep either, and there are no strange rocks, strange pines, or sea of clouds. But the beauty of Xishan is that its only valley is full of maple trees. In the golden autumn season, the mountains and fields are like a sea of colorful clouds. The poem goes: Frost leaves are as red as two
The moonflowers in the autumn scenery of the Western Mountains are like spring flowers blooming all over the cliffs, and they can actually attract colorful butterflies to fly. It is obvious that the maple leaves are mistaken for flowers.
As I was walking and talking, I realized that the east slope was less than half way up. The mountain was gentle. Several small pavilions stood delicately on a flat ground. Several tourists were resting in the pavilions.
Qin Fei winked, and two or three servants put down their burdens and stepped forward quickly and shouted: "Prince Teng is coming down the mountain and wants to rest here. Anyone else who wants to leave here should hurry up."
Su Jinda frowned, this is too domineering. Although Prince Teng is noble, this is not a lobby office. We need to show off and show off. This is a place in the mountains and the people who come here are just for fun and relaxation. Such a commotion,
No one is in a good mood to go sightseeing anymore.
Su Jin peeked at Prince Teng's expression, but saw that he seemed to be used to it and didn't feel anything was wrong at all. Su Jin cursed in his heart: He was relying on his royal blood and treating himself as more important than the sky. If
In later generations, such a pretentious person, no matter who you are, will be bombarded and reviled on the Internet the next day; even now, if you are sitting in that pavilion, you will inevitably have to argue.
Su Jin was just thinking when he heard someone in the hall shouting from a distance: "What kind of truth is this? The mountain is the Song Dynasty River Mountain, the pavilion was built by the former Governor Yan Shu, and this is not the entrance of Yamen Street.
I and I just occupied a corner of the pavilion to rest for a while. When the prince comes, the place is very big and he is so adamant about telling us to retreat. Why is that?"
The voice was very familiar to Su Jin, but it was far away. The sparse trees in the middle were swaying in the wind, blocking his sight. For a moment, he couldn't see his face clearly. As he was thinking about it, he heard the servants of the palace coming from the pavilion opposite.
The sound of shouting and cursing.
"Where does the poverty come from? When the prince comes and asks you to retreat, you have the right to say that every plant and tree in the Song Dynasty belongs to the emperor's family, and my prince is the nephew of the current emperor. Are you confused?
Your skin is itchy, do you want me to scratch it for you?"
"I don't care who you are, royal family or nobles. There is a law in the Song Dynasty that stipulates that common people are not allowed to rest in mountain pavilions. I am afraid that even if the emperor comes, he will not follow this rule. Your prince's style is really deplorable.
sigh."
Su Jin's mind lit up. This time he finally figured out who it was. It turned out to be him... dd