Chapter 301: Hanami

"Why did you come here?" Seeing Lin Sanhe Huaner frolicking over here, the young lady hurried forward and said, "Everyone else is dizzy, but you are the most leisurely."
"Well-wounded, it should be taken care of." Lin Wanrong grinned, looked up and down Xiao Yuruo, and praised sincerely: "Miss, you are so beautiful today."
Xiao Yuru was happy in his heart, and he fainted on his face: "I want you to come and grin. It was so late that Sister Xu invited me to enjoy the flowers, and I had no choice but to see you."
The young lady was originally a workaholic. When she was busy with her business, she would never think of these gossips. But this time is different from the past, she already has her own heart, and is a young and beautiful woman. Such beautiful things before the flower and the moon are naturally longing for her. Coupled with the great success of today's promotion, even if you treat yourself a little bit, go in and enjoy it?
She had this idea in her heart, but she was embarrassed to raise it first. Seeing that Lin San was laughing without a serious face, she couldn't help humming: This dead man, at such a time, didn't know where the usual alertness went?
What kind of eyesight did Lin Wanrong see when the young lady's expression was contorted, and her eyes went into Xiangguo Temple from time to time, but she couldn't understand, but she was secretly funny. It's really spring, and even the young lady is thinking about spring.
He laughed and greeted, "Song Ye, you can take care of this gift giving. Let me go into the temple with the young lady-don't get me wrong, let's go in and see if there is any big customer. Contact your feelings. Alas, such a flower-watching event, but I'm thinking about work, is really a model of loyalty, virtue, and world. "
"Go." Song Yan smiled: "I'll take care of it here, you and the young lady have a good time playing. These days, but she's been busy."
At the fragrance meeting, Lin Wanrong was only responsible for coming up with an idea and moving his lips. Although very technical, the remaining trivial matters were arranged by Miss Dao and Song Yan. Such a large-scale promotion, and no experience, there are so many things to prepare, and she is really busy enough.
Xiao Yuru blushed and argued, "It's Lin San who wants to be lazy, so I don't want to go-hey, don't pull me."
Song Yan looked at the two of them and shook his head and smiled. I hope Lin San and Miss Wang can have a good result. [Paradise kiss hand fight]
When they entered the gate of Xiangguo Temple, they felt a warmth coming. The tourists in the temple are so busy that they are a little bit more lively than outside the temple. Lin Wanrong was curious, did this Xiangguo Temple Flower Show have such a big charm, how did it feel like people from the entire capital came here?
Seeing the slightly red face of the young lady, Lin Wanrong laughed, "Is there a stove in this temple, why is it warmer than outside?"
The young lady gave him a funny look: "You are usually very smart, everything is clear, why not even know this? There is a large hot spring in the mountain behind Xianguo Temple. The climate is comfortable and the seasons are like spring. In that temple The garden is irrigated by hot springs, and it can be full of flowers in the early spring. It is a spectacle. This is the origin of the Xiangguo Temple Flower Appreciation Fair. Otherwise, where do you go to enjoy the flowery scenery in these seasons? "
It turned out to be this way, Lin Wanrong laughed twice, no wonder that this flower viewing would be so popular, it turned out to be the first spring in Beijing. However, the hot spring fell into the monk's temple, and it was really violent. If it was in the Xiao Family Courtyard, Lao Tzu invented some three-point styles and thongs.
Xiangguo Temple has a long history and a long history. Because of the unique hot spring climate, the back garden in the temple is famous all over the world.
Since the two met each other, they have not had such a relaxed moment. When they walked the temple, they were unrestrained, and they said something about the young lady's heart-beating flirtatiousness, making Xiao Yuru flushed with a small face, her heart beating, wanting to scold him, shot in the eyes , But all water-like tenderness.
The two talked to the back garden with a smile, and before approaching, a faint, refreshing cold fragrance came over.
Lin Wanrong looked up, and saw a round arch standing in front of him, with two large characters in the middle—Meiyuan.
When the young lady saw him fainted, she laughed and said, "Don't know yet? This Xiangguo Temple is divided by flowers. The most famous are Meiyuan, Taoyuan, Orchid Garden and Peony Garden. This is the first one."
Mei is the head of the four gentlemen, known as Gao Jieya, and is the first choice for scholars to appreciate flowers. Entering through the door, the two fell into a sea of ​​plum blossoms.
The plum blossoms on that branch were complex, red as fire, white as snow, and pink as Xia, with floral fragrance everywhere, colorful and beautiful. The garden was full of people's voices, and Li Ying shuttled, so it was lively.
The young lady's face was filled with joy, and she screamed in surprise. Jiao's body twisted, and she rushed into the Luoying Cong, and a little plum blossom reflected her beautiful cheeks, extremely charming.
The young lady who is so serious as usual, rarely shows such a sweet girl-like smile. Lin Wanrong was so hot that she hurried to catch up and laughed: "Miss, you are so interested, why don't we make a flower-picking game?"
"What flower-picking game?" The young lady stopped and asked strangely.
"This flower picking game is very simple to say. See if the plum tree on the highest tree is the highest? Or, I hug you and pick the flower branch, or you hug me and pick it. How about it? Is it simple? pole?"
"You bad guy, don't you have any other thoughts in your head all day?" The young lady snorted shyly, and a flush of light appeared on her face. Hearing nonsense every day has already become immune, and it has become a habit. If I don't listen to him for a day, I feel uncomfortable.
The young lady held a plum tree in front of her, and saw that the trunk was dry and twisted up and down, and the pink flowers were stained with a few drops of water, which seemed to be the first raindrop and beautiful. She couldn't help but reach out. Pick a plum blossom and hold it in your hand, and gently yell, "Zhemei Fengyi makes a post to the Longtou people, Jiangnan has nothing, and chats and sends a spring."
"It's so wet, it's so wet. It's so wet." Lin Wanrong clapped and laughed, "Miss, did you miss Jinling? It's getting warmer in Mingminger's weather, and then the wife is also brought to Jingzhong. Just miss it. "
The young lady glanced at him and laughed: "Do whatever you want, what is a good poem, but you are the best at speaking. If you say good poems, you will also make a plum poem to listen to."
"Plum blossoms, this is easy to say, I will not only do plum blossom poems, but also apricot blossom poems, do you believe it?" Lin Wanrong smiled.
"You are not good at others, you are bragging first in the world." The young lady covered her lips and smiled, shaking like a flower branch, and the beautiful charm was better than the flowers in the garden.
Seeing her flourish peach cheeks and a strong sense of spring, Lin Wanrong felt a warm heart, held her little hand, and smirked in her ears: "Why did she (dutch) get even (偶), fortunately (apricot) No match (Mei). Miss, is this poem good? "
This bad guy. The young lady was sweet in her heart, and she hurriedly lowered her head, her face was pink, and the red plums on the branches were compared.
"Sister Xiao's sister, Xiao's sister—" a woman's voice sounded, and the young lady was startled, and quickly threw away Lin San's big hand.
A pretty figure flashed under the plum tree, holding Xiao Yuruo with a smile: "Why, wait till you are in the forest?"
Xiao Yuruo had a shame on her face and wondered if she had just seen the situation of the two of them. She hurriedly said, "Sister Xu, what are you talking about? I don't understand."
This Xu Xunqing didn't know where it came from, destroying the relationship between Lao Tzu and the young lady. Lin Wanrong was angry, only to see her talking to the young lady. She looked very affectionate and was not easy to attack. She had to put up with it.
"Sister Xu, have you all swimed in this garden?" Xiao Yuru asked if he had a ghost in his heart, diverting Xu Minqing's attention.
"I just came in. Brother Ye and Brother Tian saw the delicate and elegant Meiyuan and were fighting poetry over there. I listened to it, and came to ask you to talk." Xu Yanqing smiled lightly.
Lin Wanrong also heard strange, wasn't this Xu Yiqing almighty? How can I listen to the chants of Brother Ye and Brother Tian but feel uninteresting?
While talking, Ye Yuchuan and Tian Wenjing had already come over. Tian Wenjing met the young lady and hurriedly came over and laughed: "Miss Xiao came just right, I and Ye Xiong fighting plum poems, so I asked the young lady to be a judge Right. "
The young lady frowned, not knowing what to say, but Lin Wanrong understood in her heart what kind of poetry it was, and she was showing off in front of the young lady.
"The east wind has the west wind, and the leaves of the mountains are empty. Only the plum blossoms can not be blown, and they still hold the new white and the new red. This is a new poem written by Tian Mou, please Miss Xiao to taste it." Tian Wenjing waited for the young lady to speak, He hurriedly read out the poem, looking earnestly at the young lady, looking forward to getting a little praise.
Ye Yuchuan also glanced at Xu Zhengqing and said with a smile: "People in the fragrant country are coming and going, and the birds are hanging upside down in the flower and letter wind. I like the water and light reflecting each other, and the oblique and sparse shadows supporting the waves."
Lin Wanrong looked at the looks of the two sons. The surname Tian was obviously pursuing the young lady. The surnamed Ye also had an interest in Xu Yiqing. Well, nothing happened to me. He laughed suddenly and laughed two times: "It's better to wet two songs than to drink, so wet, so wet!"
Tian Gongzi was folded under him that day, and Wen Yan immediately gave him a stern glance, Ye Gongzi was obviously superior, only glanced at him slightly, and smiled silently.
The young lady smiled and said, "The two sons are very talented, and the little woman thinks that they are not as good. This poem will not be judged." She shirk away, and Tian Wenjing's eyes flashed a deep disappointment. Expectant eyes looked at Miss Xu.
It is said that these two sons are doing pretty good poems. Xu Yunqing should appreciate this talented woman, but she slightly shook her head and said, "Brother Ye, Brother Tian, ​​you ca n’t do this poem well. When writing scenes, these two songs can be regarded as unique. Only the ancients have the cloud, the text contains the Tao, and the poems use the words. The two songs are only for the occasion.
This is the case, Lin Wanrong nodded. This Miss Xu herself has "depth", and of course she also likes people with depth. Unfortunately, no matter how advanced Lao Tzu is, she can't compare with her depth. Lin Wanrong laughs and laughs at Miss Xu. Take a look around and look stunned.
Xu Yanqing spoke straight, but the two sons did not see the annoyance, but just deeply respectfully said, "Thanks to Miss Xu for pointing, Yuchuan (Wen Jing) has benefited a lot."
If Xiao Yu saw the two sons so respect Xu Xuqing, she smiled narrowly: "Sister Xu, if you are interested, it would be better to be a plum poem and let the younger girl also see. What is the combination of scenery and mood?"
"Exactly. Exactly." Tian Wenjing clapped her hands to the young lady, and said, "Miss Xiao said exactly what Wen Jing wanted."
May, please, may your mother, ah, see Lin Tianrong so close to the young lady, Lin Wanrong's heart glowing. She blinked and was standing in front of the young lady, and smiled at Tian Wenjingpi without smiling: "Brother Tian, ​​as well as Lin's wish-Brother Tian, ​​I haven't seen you in a few days, how are you? How are you? How is your brother? Is the old lady and the second aunt too good? "
This guy knew how to be jealous. The young lady was sweet and funny in her heart, but she hid behind him and let him shelter herself from the wind and rain.
Tian Wenjing snorted, too lazy to answer his words. Xu Yanqinglian shook her steps slightly, took a few steps, and slowly said, "Settle down in the end of the earth, and follow Yihua. Hanmei is the most hateful, often used as a flower last year." These few words are dim, but they are sad. It's perfect for Xu Yanqing.
Seven steps into a poem, this girl really has a little talent, and then think of her quick thinking when she learns Arabic numbers, Lin Wanrong has to admit that there is really a genius in this world.
"Good poetry!" Tian Gongzi and Ye Gongzi cried at the same time, their faces were full of admiration, Xiao Yuruo took Xu Jingqing's hand and said, "Sister, you know the heavens, the economy is full, such as the mountains and the mountains, it's really a little sister Admire it. "
Xu Yiqing sighed: "My sister laughed. This poem is a flower of the flourishing age, just for entertaining others. If it is in troubled times, it will be a disaster to the country and the people."
"Good!" Lin Wanrong praised with a thumbs up. This girl is in line with my point of view. He suddenly remembered that when he met Qingxuan for the first time, he argued, singing songs in troubled times, and the crime of non-people, it was the mistake of the country.
The meaning of Miss Xu was that the two sons Ye and Tian could not hear them. They did not dare to refute Miss Xu, but when they saw Lin San, they couldn't help it anymore. Tian Wenjing glared at Lin Wanrong and hummed, "Where is this place?" It's yours to interject, so don't hurry to the side. "
Lin Wanrong has not spoken yet, and the young lady has been angry: "Tiangzi, my family Lin San speaks, but I can't turn you in."
Tian Gongzi froze, but the young lady's face was ashamed. Seeing Lin Sanzheng smiling at herself, she stretched out a small hand and twisted it fiercely on his arm.
Xu Yiqing gave Lin Wanrong a curious look and smiled: "So, sister Xiao, you have a unique vision. Lin San, you have such a means besides guessing the mystery, it's a bit underestimated."
, I have a lot of means. Would you like to try everything? Lin Wanrong murmured secretly in his heart, but the maintenance of the young lady made him feel cool from head to toe.
When Tian Wenjing's face changed, and she could not care about her manners, she left her sleeves. Ye Yuchuan pulled it a few times, but she didn't pull it up. She had no choice but to look at Xu Yiqing and said, "Miss Xu, Brother Tian--"
Xu Yanqing smiled indifferently: "Go and go, Brother Tian is so careless, but not a gentleman. But-" She glanced at Lin Wanrong and smiled: "Lin San, Miss Xiao Take care of you, should you show something? It's not difficult for you. If it is Yongmei today, then you will also make a song, and it will be appreciated by Xie Xiao's sister. "
"Doing wet? I don't know how to talk." Lin Wanrong said modestly, the young lady glanced at him, you bravely won the head of the Jinling Poetry Club for that Luo Ning goblin, wouldn't you do it for me? A bowl of water should be leveled!
Xu Yanqing didn't speak, she smiled at the young lady to see how she handled it. Xiao Yuruo felt annoyed in her heart, but a red glow appeared on her face, and she stomped hard.
Alas, this is a jealous tigress. Lin Wanrong grinned, pointed at Miss Xu and Xiao Yuruo, and smiled: "Everywhere you look, you are beautiful, Lianbu Yuyanxia."
Ye Yuchuan almost laughed out loud. What kind of poem is this, doesn't work, and I don't know how this boy was puzzled by Miss Xu at first. The young lady was also in her heart, didn't this bad guy suddenly become stupid?
"Red lips and cheeks are exposed—" Lin Wanrong pointed at Xiao Yuruo and Xu Yanqing's little red faces and smiled, "--a little bit plum."
The dead, like to play with mystery, scared to death, the young lady was ashamed, but her heart was pleasantly surprised. The first three sentences of this poem are all rubbish, but the last one turned the into gold, which is a wonderful finishing touch.
Xu Yiqing smiled slightly. Although this poem has some meaning ~ EbookFREE.me ~, it is just a game. It is far from the realm of that poem. Is Lin San only capable of this?
Seeing the smirk in the corner of her mouth, Lin Wanrong naturally knew that people were despised. Damn, I'm going to get and get wet, ten you can't resist, one day you will know. He didn't justify, he gave the young lady a victory gesture and secretly kissed him.
Although Xu Yanqing is a woman, she is quite a general, and with a calm attitude, even men do n’t learn her. When I went to a Tian Wenjing, there were two men and two women left. Lin Wanrong walked side by side with the young lady honestly, thinking of Xiao Yuruo's affection just now, she couldn't help but whisper in her ear: "Miss, wait to go back at night I give you a hand so wet, hehe. "
There are endless stream of flower-viewing people in the garden. It seems that Xu Qingqing and Miss Wang have not been affected by the incident of Tian Wenjing at all. The two joined hands and walked around Meiyuan and Taoyuan.
Taking a few steps in Taoyuan, the two women were talking, but listening to a loud laugh outside the garden, a burly figure surrounded by everyone, slowly walked in.
"King Cheng!" Xu Yanqing frowned and said softly. Lin Wanrong hurriedly turned around and saw that this man had a wide eyebrow and a majestic physique.