Nanqing Mountain is located in the south-east direction of Baoqing Mansion City, the mountain is not high, and it is better in a Qing character. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

When the former prefect was there, he once built a lot of pavilions and wonderful scenery on Nanqing Mountain, and attracted a lot of famous chrysanthemums, which were planted all over the surroundings. Seven or eight years have passed now, so that chrysanthemum appreciation in Nanqing Mountain has become one of the favorite activities of the literati in Fucheng in autumn and winter.

On the official road outside the south gate, a total of three carriages drove by.

Behind the wagon, another simple green cloth mule cart followed unhurriedly.

On the mule cart, Song Yi's clear voice sang in a low voice: "The autumn bushes are like a potter's house, and they are becoming more and more oblique around the edge of the fence." It's not that chrysanthemums are favored in flowers, and this flower is even more flowerless. ”

This is the chrysanthemum poem of the great poet Yuan Zhi of the Tang Dynasty, because he was going to appreciate the chrysanthemum, Jiang Huijia and Song Yi talked about chrysanthemums in the car.

When it comes to chrysanthemums, it is inevitable to say chrysanthemum poems, and Song Yi mentioned that he prefers this one.

Jiang Huijia said: "I also like Yuan Zhen's poems very much, especially the one "Leaving Thoughts". ”

"Once the sea was difficult to water, except for Wushan, it is not a cloud. Take the second flower bush lazy review, half of the edge of the cultivation and half of the king. ”

She chewed the poem and sighed: "Once the sea was difficult to turn into water, except for Wushan, it is not a cloud." This sentence simply expresses the infatuation in the world. It's a pity that Yuan Zhen, who wrote such infatuated poems, is actually the most affectionate, the most promiscuous, and the most attentive person. ”

Jiang Huijia asked Song Yi with a smile: "Hexuan, you scholars are like this, can't you speak to your heart? I see, the more amazing the talent, the more you can have different hearts." It can be seen that the statement that Wen can carry people is also inaccurate. ”

This question is very interesting, Song Yi pondered for a moment, and said: "Many people can write splendid articles and have a beautiful heart, but they may not be true gentlemen, which is not unusual. ”

Jiang Huijia said: "Compared with Yuan Zhen's affectionate words, I prefer Du Mu. At least he dared to say bluntly that he was 'dreaming of Yangzhou once in ten years and winning the name of Qinglou Bo Xing'. Bo Xing is Bo Xing, why be lustful and Bo Xing still pretend to be affectionate and single-minded?"

Song Yi smiled at her, and Jiang Huijia also smiled at him.

Jiang Huijia occasionally has wonderful words, which are rebellious and bold from the perspective of today's world.

Of course, she usually won't say this to others, but only to Song Yi.

Song Yi took her hand, gently hugged her shoulder, and asked with a smile: "Is the lady warning her husband? tell me to remember to be consistent, otherwise you will definitely despise me?"

Jiang Huijia's eyes moved slightly, and she smiled: "I won't, what do I despise you for?"

Song Yi made a soft sound between his noses and raised his eyebrows slightly.

Jiang Huijia said: "If you want to be lucky, I won't even bother to despise you." ”

Song Yi smiled: "At this moment, I should have used the famous sentence 'removing Wushan is not a cloud' to express my state of mind. It's a pity that the lady has just reprimanded the Yuanda poet, and Xiaosheng has nothing to say at this time, how should this be?"

Jiang Huijia blinked her eyes and said with a smile: "Although I don't like Yuan Zhen's flower heart, this doesn't prevent me from liking his poems." ”

Song Yi had no choice but to arch his hand and say: "It's a pity that Xiaosheng is stupid, and he can't say that he is a lady." Just beg for mercy, and beg the lady to have more mercy on Xiaosheng!"

Jiang Huijia chuckled.

Who's going to have mercy on you?

Iron butt!

The young couple is bickering, and they only use meat and hemp as fun.

After a while, we arrived at the foot of Nanqing Mountain.

The previous three carriages had already been waiting there, Tan Yuanniang had already gotten out of the car, except for some girls she had brought, the other one who was walking with her was her brother Tan Dalang.

Tan Yuanniang originally wanted to invite Jiang Huijia to enjoy the chrysanthemum, but Jiang Huijia came with Song Yi.

If it is inconvenient for the three of them to enjoy the chrysanthemum together, Tan Yuanniang simply took advantage of the time to let someone call Tan Dalang.

Tan Dalang is the president of the Lizhu Literary Society, and he is also studying at Fuxue.

But because he and Song Yi are not in the same class, they usually have few opportunities to intersect, so the two sides have no friendship.

Jiang Huijia came out today, originally wanting to live a "two-person world" with Song Yi, but she didn't even bring Baiguo. But this Tan Yuanniang also wants to travel to Nanqing Mountain, of course Jiang Huijia is not good to leave her alone, and in the end, these two people have to become a four-person tour.

There are quite some evergreen tree species on Nanqing Mountain, and from a distance to Yunding Qingfeng, it is still dark green.

But when I really walked to the way up the mountain, I could still see the decayed grass on the roadside, the dead leaves and frost, and the intention of killing came to my face.

Jiang Huijia and Tan Yuanniang walked together, while Song Yi and Tan Dalang lagged behind. The distance between the two sides was separated, and they walked and talked to see the autumn and winter scenes.

The sky was deep and blue, and before the sun came out, even the air seemed to be cold and open.

Tan Yuanniang said: "I am bored in the yard of the back house all day, and I can go out for a walk, even if it is cold, I like it very much." ”

Jiang Huijia agreed, when she was in modern times, she was either busy with work or studying, and there were very few opportunities to go out and enjoy the scenery. So like now, she also likes to be able to come out and see the outdoor scenery without any pollution.

Tan Yuanniang said: "In today's weather, many varieties of chrysanthemums have withered. Those who can still stay and still bloom in this season are the real gentlemen in the flowers, with frosty arrogance. ”

Jiang Huijia smiled slightly: "Physical nature is human nature, which is given by people. ”

If Song Yi said something similar to Tan Yuanniang here, Jiang Huijia would definitely add another sentence, "What kind of gentleman does Hua know?"

Of course, the object is to talk about Yuan Niang's words, but such words are a little difficult to export.

Because Nanqing Mountain is not high, the two chatted casually, and they reached the halfway point of the mountain in a short time.

When I turned around to look at Song Yi and Tan Dalang who were behind, I saw a bluestone road bending, and the two of them fell on the side of the ramp that turned behind.

And halfway up the hill here, there are already pavilions and other buildings.

Farther away, there's a pond that's not too small.

Because the weather on the mountain was colder than the downhill, there were scattered thin frost on the surface of the pond.

The grass on the edge of the pond is messy, but there are three or five chrysanthemums blooming in the cold, or leaning on the stone edge, or independent branches, looking from afar, the interest has appeared.

There were already people in the pavilion, Jiang Huijia looked over, two of them she knew, it was Zhong Shan and Lin Heng!

There are also some Jiang Huijia who don't recognize it, but they can also guess that these should be Song Yi's classmates.

What is particularly striking is that among this group of students dressed as Confucians, there are still two slender women!

One of the two women snuggled up to a proud-looking student, while the other stood alone on a long corridor where the pavilion and the pond meet.

Jiang Huijia was feeling strange, and Tan Yuanniang suddenly whispered in her ear: "Huiniang, those two women are not good families!"

What? Not a good home!

Jiang Huijia looked at the two women again, and both Zhong Shan and Lin Heng noticed her.

Zhong Shan hurriedly walked over, hugged his fists from afar, and said happily: "Sister-in-law is here! )