What Lu Heng said to Li Er actually didn't have much deep meaning.
It's just an interesting question, maybe it can be called a test. As for what the test is, maybe only Lu Heng himself knows.
In early spring in Jiangning, the air is filled with the sweet fragrance of grass. On both sides of the Qinhuai River, the grass that grew out of nowhere has blossomed into beautiful yellow flowers. Colorful butterflies are flying around on the small wild flowers.
go.
A breeze blew, and the grass and digestion swayed gently. The dancing butterflies spread their beautiful wings, flapped their wings, and swirled gracefully in the air, flying higher and higher.
Lu Heng stood by the Qinhuai River, looking at the crystal clear water in front of him and the flower boats swimming on the river. He also found it interesting listening to the scholars around him reciting poems and carols.
In the afternoon, Lu Heng had some free time. He had nothing to do. After talking to Manager Fang, he thought about going to the Qinhuai River.
Although his home is not far from the Qinhuai River, since Lu Heng woke up, he has not taken a serious look at the Qinhuai River, which has been passed down by literati for thousands of years.
The afternoon sun is warm and feels very comfortable on the body. The surface of the Qinhuai River is dripping with light. The river surface wrinkled by the wind is glowing with little golden light.
The gentle laughter and voices of the ladies by the river add a touch of ancient charm to the spring-filled Qinhuai scenery.
And those talented men who pretended to be elegant and unrestrained followed the ladies in small groups, waving their fans, and occasionally recited some poems such as the warmth and intoxication of spring, which made the women in front cover their mouths and smile.
. Our ladies occasionally turned around to take a look, and these talented men immediately pretended to be gentlemen, looking intently and waving their feather fans lightly. They looked quite romantic.
On the flower boat on the river bank not far from him, stood a woman in a white dress. Although her face was covered with gauze, Lu Heng felt that under the light gauze there should be a face as beautiful as a fairy.
cheek.
She stood there like a fairy on the waves. The breeze on the river blew by, and her long white dress danced with the wind, as if she was about to fly away.
However, although this woman has an extremely outstanding temperament, there is an icy coldness about her that is repulsive to people thousands of miles away. Standing on the bow of the ship, she is like a snow lotus in the glacier. Although she is beautiful, her coldness is
Her temperament makes people dare not come up to talk to her. This is why many people noticed this woman, but no one dared to come up and talk to her.
Her temperament is still that of the white snow in the cold winter, giving the charming Qinhuai spring scenery a touch of cold white.
The talented people by the river occasionally glanced at this woman secretly, and then curiously asked their companions about her origins. But the young ladies looked at the woman with some disdain, and of course, they were also jealous.
Lu Heng, who was wearing a green gown, didn't look like a scholar at all. Instead, he looked a bit arrogant. At this time, he was sitting on a tree stump, stroking his chin, and kept looking at the woman.
The woman in white seemed to feel that someone was staring at him. She turned her head and glanced at Lu Heng. A look of displeasure flashed through her beautiful eyes on the gauze.
Lu Heng chuckled and waved to the woman. Then seeing the woman turn around again, Lu Heng took back his hand that was stretched out in the air.
With nothing to do, Lu Heng cleared a slightly flat piece of land in front of him, broke off a willow branch, squatted there, looked at the pleasant spring Qinhuai scenery in front of him, and sketched it.
With just a few strokes, the harmonious spring scenery of Qinhuai appears before our eyes. In the painting, the banks of the Qinhuai River are covered with willow branches, and a boat in the river is anchored under the willows.
A woman as beautiful as a fairy stood on the bow of the boat, her brows slightly furrowed, as if something was bothering her.
I don't know if I am worried about my lover who is far away on the battlefield, or because of the loneliness inside.
In a pavilion by the river, Zhang Wenshan and Prince Ning once again set up tea sets, looking at the charming scenery of Qinhuai in front of them while tasting the top quality Maojian brought by Prince Ning.
In the corner of the pavilion, Xiao Wu was riding on the railing, holding a grass branch in his hand and playing with a cricket in front of him.
The tentacles on Cricket's head trembled, and suddenly it made a squeaking sound. It suddenly jumped into the grass nearby. Xiao Wu, who was having fun, could not allow it to escape easily. He immediately dropped the grass branch and started to
Jump into the grass to find it.
When he jumped off the railing and searched for a while, he finally couldn't find Cricket, which had fled long ago. He raised his head in disappointment and wiped the sweat from his forehead.
At this time, Xiao Wu suddenly saw someone.
He still knows this person.
Seeing the guy squatting on the ground, holding a branch in his hand and writing and drawing. There was a smile on his mouth. After Xiaowu remembered that he was tricked by this guy a few days ago, he hurriedly ran away
He went to the pavilion, grabbed Zhang Wenshan's robe, pointed at the scholar on the river bank, and shouted: "Grandpa Zhang, look, it's that traitor!"
"Oh?" Zhang Wenshan smiled and looked in the direction Xiao Wu pointed. Sure enough, he saw the scholar from last time: "Hey, it's really him!"
"Who is it?" Wu Ningyuan also put down the tea cup in his hand and asked. He turned his head and followed Zhang Wenshan's gaze, and saw that the scholar on the river bank had stood up, patted the dust on his body, and seemed to be preparing to leave.
"It's the scholar who wrote Who Will Lament the Rise and Fall last time? I didn't expect to meet him again here! Haha!" Zhang Wenshan stroked his gray beard and said with a smile: "He is quite an interesting person!"
Wu Ningyuan saw that the scholar seemed to be leaving, so he called a powerful man next to him, said a few words to him, and then let him leave.
"Hearing what you say, I would like to get to know this young man." Wu Ningyuan laughed and poured a cup of tea for Zhang Wenshan and himself, who were opposite him, and said with a smile: "It is rare to meet an interesting young man.
Call me over and have a chat!”
The woman in white on the bow of the boat is like the most unique and beautiful color in the Qinhuai scenery.
When the woman turned her head again, she frowned slightly and glanced at the scholar who had been staring at her, with a frosty expression on her pretty face, she turned around and walked into the boat.
Seeing the woman leaving, the talented people on the river bank who had not even looked at her secretly sighed and cursed themselves for not being brave enough. She was not as good as the scholar who had always been obsessed with sex, and he had not looked at her a hundred times at least.
Of course Lu Heng didn't know what the talented people not far away were thinking. At this time, he had seen enough of the scenery and was ready to leave.
He threw away the willow branches in his hands, clapped his hands, stood up and prepared to leave.
"Master, please stay!" At this time, a strong and powerful man came over and clasped his fists at Lu Heng respectfully and politely.
Lu Heng stopped and glanced at him, wondering if he was that woman's bodyguard. Seeing as he had been staring at her just now, would he send a martial arts master to beat him in anger?
Just a meal.
After thinking about it for a while, I felt relieved when I saw this powerful man still looking respectful and not at all hostile.
"Brother, what's wrong?" Lu Heng asked with a smile.
The man shook his head and pointed to the pavilion not far away. He smiled and said to Lu Heng, "If you have something to do, I would like to invite you to come over and talk to me!"
Lu Heng looked in the direction pointed by the man and saw two old people and a child looking at him in the pavilion.
Sweat, that kid seems to be waving his fist at himself!