At the foot of Linglong Mountain, there are a few scattered peasant households living on the mountain, opening a few acres of hawthorn orchard, planting some persimmon trees, walnut trees, surrounded by a simple fence wall, now the branches have just turned green, and the scenery is very beautiful. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

As the mountain road goes up, the road becomes more and more tortuous, and the farmhouses hidden between the green trees and rocks have a little more peach blossom paradise. When everyone looks forward again, there is a stone tablet more than a foot high dozens of steps away, which is still well preserved after the vicissitudes of life, and the guide points to the stone tablet road is the true handiwork of the Northern and Southern Dynasties.

After several dynasties and generations of wars, this small deep mountain has been able to preserve the authentic relics of the ancestors because there is only one mountain road that is inaccessible. Su Duhan and Xia Yuzhi looked at it carefully, and praised the inscription.

All the way forward, there are some steles on both sides of the mountain road, the size is about dozens of pieces, it should be the words of the literati and ink writers of the previous dynasty, the style is different, each leading the way.

Between the misty flowers leaning on the stones, a bluestone path winds, the steps should be artificially chiseled, the height is not high, the woods on both sides are shaded, the landslide bell bird cries, to appear Zen wood forest.

After looking for the temple and seeing, Su Duhan and Xia Yuzhi felt that the scenery in the mountain was good, so they swam for a long time before coming back, and told their mother about the scenery of the mountain. Chu Zhaohui was happy to hear this, and said: "Quiet and elegant is the most appropriate, I don't want to hide such a beautiful scene here, let's go to the temple tomorrow to worship the Bodhisattva."

After asking carefully about the things that were released and loaded in the boat ahead, Chu Zhaohui settled down. People are outside, not so particular, beckoning his son and Xia Yuzhi and everyone to finish their meals at one table, and each of them rests early.

The next day, when I went up the mountain, I fasted and bathed, and changed into plain clothes.

Chu Zhaohui and his son Ben were in filial piety, dressed very plainly, Murong Wei changed into a jade white tuck skirt, tied a bean-green hanging bead ribbon, and put on a bean-green plain Hangzhou silk cloak, the breeze blew, blowing the hem of her jade fat white skirt embroidered with light violet camellias, as if in a painting.

Su Duhan looked at it slightly, and still showed a doting smile to Murong Wei, but Murong Wei turned her head stubbornly. Su Duhan shook his head helplessly, and was afraid that his mother would see it, so he only carefully grabbed his mother's arm and helped her to the shore.

The carriage had already been prepared, Wen Wan changed the green silk waist, wore a moon-white long skirt, the corners of the skirt were sparsely embroidered with a few stitches of light cyan floral patterns, and Tingting stepped forward to serve Chu Zhaohui on the first carriage. Murong Wei and Xia Lanxin were supported by tassels and small snails and got into the carriage behind.

Xia Yuzhi is extremely old-fashioned, although it was Chu Zhaohui's temporary idea, the few carriages he prepared were simple on the outside and luxurious on the inside, and he was comfortable and casual to sit in.

Murong Wei got into the carriage with a tassel, and saw that the carriage was covered with a thick azure velvet blanket, which was soft and comfortable to step on, and a low depression was set up in the back, the couch was covered with a light cyan silk quilt, and four large pillows embroidered with goose yellow bottoms and begonias were placed neatly along the walls of the carriage.

When the tassel was opened and looked at the dark grid, I saw that there were tea and snacks in the cabinet, all of which were warm in the rattan tea barrel, and they were neatly stacked in the morning, and they were really dedicated.

The tassels took a few samples according to the tastes of Murong Wei and Xia Lanxin, placed them on the fixed coffee table, and put the tea barrel in order, still put it in the dark grid, and then refilled the tea for the two with a smile.

Murong Wei tasted the best Poria cake, and smiled at Xia Banxin: "Today I only learned that Third Brother Xia is so careful, and you are not as good as a sister."

Xia Lanxin knows her brother's temperament, how can she see him spend such a lot of thought on weekdays, today must be because of Murong Wei's trip, and most of the snacks and tea are in line with Murong Wei's taste.

She pushed the rose flower cake in front of her angrily, wanting to arrange a few words from the other party, but she was afraid that it would be impossible to pull out her brother's thoughts, so she didn't want to make trouble for her brother.

Xia Lanxin stretched out her hand and took the Poria cake from in front of Murong Wei, tasted it and threw it on the plate in disgust: "What kind of good thing, I don't know the taste of others, I am prepared in a chaotic manner, the third brother is coarse in the end, and the details are not as good as the twilight." ”

Xia Yuzhi and Murong Wei secretly investigated Su Duhan, and they didn't even reveal half a sentence in front of Xia Lanxin, Xia Lanxin, as in the past, still held Su Duhan in front of Murong Wei and took out her brother.

In the previous life, I only knew that Xia Lanxin was heroic, but in this life, I only knew that her seven tricks were exquisite, and she had words in her words, leaving a way back for herself and her family.

About Xia Lanxin knew Xia Yuzhi's original intentions, she was afraid that her brother would be between her and Su Duhan, and she would lose her reputation, not to mention, and she would lose the reputation of the Xia family for several generations.

Thinking about it, Xia Lanxin seems to be following them to play in the mountains and rivers, talking and laughing without scheming, and a heart doesn't know how to go up and down.

Probably only close relatives can maintain it like this, and in Xia Lanxin's heart, she definitely doesn't want to get too close to Xia Yuzhi. Therefore, they need Xia Lanxin to pass on the word again and again, and Xia Lanxin spares no effort, just afraid that without herself in the middle, they will be closer.

Murong Wei smiled lightly and slowly enjoyed the pastry, feeling a little sad in her heart, and a little moved by the affection of their brother and sister.

Everyone settled down, Xia Yuzhi and Su Duhan rode horses to lead the way, and slowly marched towards Linglong Mountain.

After the rain, it was sunny at first, and although it was all dirt roads, there was not much dust.

Murong Wei opened the curtain and looked out, there was a mountain in the distance, green as ink. Nearby, there are dense forests, as well as heavy flowers and trees that grow into them, and occasional dwellings, black bricks and red tiles, dotted on the banks of green grass and clear streams, like scattered pearls.

About half an hour, the mountain was already in front of them, everyone got out of the carriage, Su Duhan came to ask his mother, but he had to change the sedan chair.

Chu Zhaohui's sincerity to worship the Buddha, seeing that the mountain is not high, the temple is faintly in the middle of the mountainside, revealing some old cornices and walls, thinking that since it is not far away, there is a stele forest to see, so he wants to go all the way up the mountain.

She said to Murong Wei and the others: "I want to evacuate my muscles and bones, so I will take a few more steps, if you are willing to change to a small sedan chair, you will go first." ”

Several girls are raised in the deep boudoir, it is rare to have such an opportunity, where are they willing to let go, and naturally they are willing to walk up the mountain.

The mountain road is rugged, full of mottled stone roads, and a little green moss is drilled out of the cracks, which makes it seem that the bluestone is greener and the moss is more blue.

At the foot of the mountain, after appreciating the stone tablet of the Northern and Southern Dynasties that Su Duhan said, everyone stepped on the stone steps to go up the mountain, and saw that the mountain was lush and green, with lush forests and bamboos on both sides, covering the sky and the sun, three steps and a spring, five steps and a water, the green mountains and green water murmuring, only to feel relaxed and happy, and the turbidity in the chest was gone.

Seeing that the sage's stele forest was hidden in the green mountains and green waters, and the turbidity in his chest was gone, Murong Wei unconsciously clasped his palms and smiled lightly: "Sure enough, the mountain is not high, and there are immortals who are famous."

The mountain road is slightly narrow, only allowing one person to pass, but there are some cliffs on both sides of the steep places, Su Duhan saw Murong Wei standing under the precipice with fluttering clothes, afraid that her steps would be unsteady, so he hurriedly led her from behind. (To be continued.) )