As the saying goes, there are three peaches and four apricots. In April, the apricot flowers bloom in Luoyang.
Looking from afar, under the ancient capital, the stretches of apricot trees look like a pink and white ocean, enveloping the entire city of Luoyang.
The wind from the north blows in the face, dry and frosty. It lacks the moistness and softness of Jiangning, but has more strength and heroism.
The apricot forest in the distance was like a sea of flowers in the wind... undulating waves. Pieces of pink and white flower petals floated in the wind, bringing waves of fragrance to the breeze.
In the forest, there are students and girls wandering around, just like Jiangning, with constant poems and constant cheers.
As for whether they are sincere applause or boos, you can tell by looking at the faces of the students.
Some people have excited white faces and red faces, while others have depressed and purple faces.
A literary fight is endless fun.
A student is the one who wins the fight, and the one who enjoys it is the soy sauce maker.
"Sisters, Mr. Lin is reciting poetry again!"
In the forest where apricot flowers were blooming, women's exclamations suddenly came from the forest.
Looking up, I saw a group of women in pink and white long skirts... chirping together, gathering their skirts, and heading towards a section of the forest like colorful birds.
Lu Heng, who was walking with Liu Qingqing in the apricot forest, heard the crazy shouts of this group of women. His heart moved, and he stretched out his hand to pull Liu Qingqing, and gathered towards the front with everyone.
Among the crowd, a student in a white gown raised his hand and broke off an apricot flower, shaking his head and chanting softly, and then gave the apricot flower to a woman's hand: "A piece of snow on the branch seems to have come from nine days ago.
The fragrance still lingers after the wind blows, blooming only for the beautiful woman!!"
I saw that the woman in luxurious clothes raised her head, looked at the scholar, covered her mouth and giggled, "What is Mr. Liang trying to avoid? Confession?"
Huo. It’s so direct!
In the crowd, Lu Heng, who was in charge of making soy sauce, couldn't help being stunned when he saw the woman who wanted to ask directly. He rubbed his chin and praised him with admiration, "How handsome!"
Beside her, Liu Qingqing heard her uncle muttering and gave him a funny look. She raised her little foot and kicked his little tui, her beautiful eyes filled with an angry smile.
As soon as he said these words, Mr. Liang's fair face could not help but feel a little hot. He coughed, shook the folding fan in front of his chest and said, "Oh, the young lady is stunning in Kyoto, she is as lovely as a fairy.
How dare I have such wishful thinking, but if..."
"Do you know who I am and what my surname is?" The woman was very brave and looked at the young man with a smile. She shook the flower branch in her hand absently, tilted her head and looked at the young man in white.
"Oh, as the saying goes, if nothing is done on the road, children and daughters share the same fate! Since it is your fate to meet the lady in this forest..." The scholar in white smiled and raised his head very gracefully.
With his hand, he shook back a strand of black hair from his chest and then... lowered his head and cast a glance at the woman.
Well, doing nothing is on the wrong road, and children share the same fate.
Of course Lu Heng knew that these two poems were written by Wang Bo, but did this have anything to do with the matter at hand?
When he heard the scholar reciting these two sentences, Lu Heng was immediately shocked.
The hand that was holding his chin almost slipped off. "Oh, you are really interesting!" When the woman named Zhu heard Mr. Liang's words, she didn't investigate the language errors in his words, she just lazily said
She smiled. After stretching in the Qingfeng Bowl, she shook the apricot huā on her fingertips and said with a cunning smile, "You don't even know my last name, so just come here and say hello. She gently shook it."
He shook the apricot flower on his fingertips, looked at the young master and smiled disdainfully, then put the apricot flower aside, clapped his hands, turned to the maid next to him and said, "Xiaohong, let's go!"
"Wait a minute, young lady!" Seeing that this beauty was about to leave, Mr. Liang quickly stepped forward, opened his arms, and blocked the way of the two women.
"What do you want to do?" The maid named Xiaohong stood in front of the young lady with her head held high, looking at the scholar like a class enemy.
"Don't be nervous, Miss Xiao Hong. I was indeed a little rude just now!" The young man in white bowed his hands, apologized, straightened up, and respectfully asked the woman, "May I ask your name, young lady!"
"You don't need to know my name. I know that your surname is Liang, and you are the third son of the Liang family in the capital, right!" The beautiful woman smiled faintly and looked at the young man in white and said.
"Well, how did the young lady know?" Hearing this woman tell the truth about his family background, Mr. Liang was overjoyed. Could it be that this woman is also his admirer?
With what he was thinking in his mind, he naturally made a signature move with his hand, stretched out his orchid finger, hooked a strand of messy hair, and threw it behind his head, shaking the folding fan gently. He was really a handsome young man, with a jade tree facing the wind.
"Ha..." The beautiful woman smiled faintly and did not answer his words. She pulled Xiao Hong who was nauseating at the side, looked at Mr. Liang up and down, covered her mouth and said with a smile, "It is rumored that Mr. Liang's house has eight rooms.
Concubine, I don’t know if it’s true or not?”
"Spread rumors, slander, slander!" When he heard the woman tell the rumors about him, Mr. Liang directly denied them. He said through gritted teeth, with a ferocious expression as if he wanted to eat the person who spread the rumors alive.
After Mr. Liang vented his anger for a while, he suddenly felt that his tone was damaging to his image. After taking a deep breath, he immediately changed into the elegant and talented person he had just been. He held his hands to this woman.
Bowing; "Miss, please don't believe such rumors. This is a villain's slander against me!"
"Giggles, the young lady is just talking casually, why is the young master so excited?" The woman giggled at what Mr. Liang just said. "Young Master Liang is so anxious to explain, is it possible that the rumors are true?"
"Ah?" Mr. Liang was dumbfounded.
"Ha, this Mr. Liang is not that woman's cup of tea at all!" After seeing this strange couple in the crowd, Lu Heng shook his head and smiled, covered his mouth and whispered to Liu Qingqing beside him.
Lu Heng glanced at the stunned and bewildered Mr. Liang, shook his head and sighed, "Oh, it's too far!".
"What about uncle? Is uncle a piece of cake for that woman?" Liu Qingqing smiled lightly, still looking forward, and asked lightly.
"Uh..." Lu Heng's words suddenly stopped. He really didn't know how to answer for a while. He scratched his head and was at a loss.
Turning his head, he saw a smile on Liu Qingqing's lips beside him, and Lu Heng realized that he had been tricked.
He coughed and said calmly: "I am your dish, and it is copyrighted and cannot be copied!"
Listening to her uncle's nonsense about copyright and duplication, even though Liu Qingqing didn't understand the meaning of these two words, she could still guess the meaning from her uncle's smiling expression.
"You, go to hell!" Liu Qingqing blushed in embarrassment and muttered in a low voice.
The charming words and words made the apricot flowers in the garden suddenly look sad.
The students and ladies who gathered around also noticed this stunning woman beside them. The ladies, ashamed of themselves, turned around and pretended not to see her. Some of the students, on the other hand, had already begun to get restless and were ready to come and strike up a conversation.
Seeing this situation, Lu Heng stretched out his arms in an extremely arrogant manner and wrapped his arms around Liu Qingqing's soft waist.
He turned around and glared provocatively at the ashen-faced students.
Dude, the copyright belongs to me, so just give up!
While the students were mourning for fresh flowers and cow dung, the conversation between the woman and Mr. Liang became more and more interesting.
Master Liang was sweating profusely as he got close to the woman, and the woman seemed to be a Tai Chi master, moving Master Liang around and around without making a sound.
"Ahem, Liang just came up with a sentence that he wanted to dedicate to the girl!" In desperation, Mr. Liang finally remembered his own strengths and decided to use his romantic words to impress this woman.
"I don't want to hear your harsh words!" Unexpectedly, the woman didn't fall for it at all. She curled her lips and looked interested.
The woman shook the flower branch in her hand, and after casually glancing around, she suddenly saw the scholar in the crowd, who was talking to a woman in a light blue dress. His big eyes flashed,
Smile slyly.
"However, since Mr. Liang is interested, let's talk about it!" The woman turned her head and laughed softly when she saw Mr. Liang's extremely embarrassed look.
"But..." Just when Mr. Liang was coughing and preparing to show off his talents, the woman suddenly said something else. She dragged her chin with her slender fingers and murmured in a low voice; "But, one person can do it alone."
Poetry is less interesting!"
"Then, what do you think Miss Liang should do?" Mr. Liang smiled reassuringly, turned around, glanced at the students around him, and said confidently.
The students who were glanced at by Mr. Liang lowered their heads one after another, coughed, and said that they heard nothing and saw nothing.
"Him!" The woman smiled slyly, and suddenly stretched out her finger, pointing at Lu Heng in the crowd, who was forgetfully chatting and laughing with the woman in blue skirt. She turned around, looked at Mr. Liang with a smile and said, "You two will make a song each.
,If you can beat him, I will tell you my name!"
who?
Mr. Liang was stunned for a moment and looked in the direction the woman pointed.
I was suddenly shocked.
What surprised him was not the playful and smiling scholar, but the woman in blue dress next to the scholar.
Oh my God, there are such stunning beauties in the world?
Mr. Liang looked at the woman who eclipsed the apricot flowers in the garden, and his heart was filled with shock.
At this moment, the playful and smiling scholar, as if he had sensed something, turned his head and looked at Mr. Liang who was dumbfounded and drooling. After smiling, he stretched out his hand and took the woman in blue skirt into his arms.
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Stuck…………
At that moment, Mr. Liang clearly heard his heart breaking into countless pieces of sound. (To be continued...!)