When Xingzhe walked out of the palace, there was already a drizzle, and now the rain was a little heavier, and the slightest coolness fell on Xingzhe's body through his clothes. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The scenery in the rain curtain is a misty, sometimes hidden, as if there is nothing. The gust of wind is blowing, the rain curtain is shaking, and the scene in the rain seems to be fluctuating.

The rain hit the ground, splashing lotus flowers, and in a blink of an eye, they disappeared without a trace. Flowers and trees greedily suck the rain and nourish themselves.

Summer is hot and dry, and the flowers and trees are all languishing with their heads down. However, when the rain drops on the branches and leaves, the flowers and trees seem to come to life.

The rain hit the leaves mercilessly, making a crackling sound like a mischievous child blowing a windmill. The rain that hit the tiles flowed down the cracks and fell to the ground, and there were lotus flowers again.

The water was surging like a waterfall, and the sound of thumping broke the silence in front of the door.

The trees on both sides of the street are particularly fresh from the drizzle, and the leaves are shiny green, like emerald, crystal clear.

There were not many people left in the streets, only the carriages that came and went, and the carriages galloped on the rain-washed ground, but there was no splash. The road stretches into the distance, and in the haze of the rain, there is no end in sight.

Although the streets are sparsely populated, shops, inns, and restaurants are still overcrowded. Some people just want to hide from the rain, go into the restaurant and drink two glasses, and then continue to travel when the rain is light.

Of course, there are also some people who just stand in the store and don't buy anything. Despite this, the store will not evict them, and will even ask someone to bring a stool for them to sit down and rest.

Although Xingzhe is a road idiot, he can still remember the road from the palace to his own mansion.

Suddenly, an oil-paper umbrella was propped up on top of Xingzhe's head, and Xingzhe looked back and saw that it was the granddaughter of the old man yesterday.

She was wearing a blue emerald cigarette shirt, a pleated skirt with scattered flowers and mist and green grass, and a light blue emerald water thin veil.

Fold the waist to micro-step, showing the wrist in the light yarn. The eyes are full of spring water, and a hollow hosta is obliquely inserted into the bun on the head, decorated with a little vermilion, and the tassel is sprinkled on the green silk.

The eyes are like water, with a touch of tenderness, ten fingers are slender, the skin is like clotted fat, the snow white is pink, it seems to be able to wring out the water, a pair of red lips, smiling like a smile, every move seems to be dancing, long hair hangs straight down the ankles, untie the hair, green silk dances with the wind, emitting fragrance, the waist is slender, the limbs are slender, and there is a fairy-like temperament.

"You...... Hello. ”

Xingzhe's brain had been short-circuited, and he couldn't think of any sweet words, his mouth was open for a long time, and finally only these two words popped out.

"I saw that the adults were walking outside without an umbrella on a rainy day, so I came to give you an umbrella, be careful of catching a cold. ”

It turned out that when Xingzhe was walking on the street in the rain, she happened to see it. So she took an umbrella and ran all the way to catch up with Xingzhe.

"Thank you, by the way, I haven't been asking, can you tell me your name?"

After Xingzhe thanked him, he suddenly remembered this matter, because he had to deal with the matter of the general Zhu Ming before, so he missed it, and this time he couldn't miss it again.

"My name is Shuya. ”

Shu Ya smiled slightly, which made Xingzhe's heart tremble. It's really beautiful, it's a fairy descending to earth, and I don't have to let Xingzhe's soul be taken away.

In a long-outdated phrase, it is "a slight smile is very captivating".

"My name is Xingzhe, you can just call me Xingzhe, don't worry if I call me an adult, and it's not in the court. ”

Xingzhe is slowly not as nervous as he was at the beginning, at least he knows how to speak.

"Okay big ...... Prince Xingzhe. ”

Shu Ya lowered her head embarrassedly and snickered to herself because she had said something wrong again.

"Shuya, are you busy now?"

Xingzhe asked cautiously.

"I'm not busy today, is there anything going on with Childe?"

"That's right, I heard that there is a place called Wencang Pavilion in the capital. I heard that it was a place where all kinds of literati and artists gathered, and I would write a poem or two, so I wanted to check it out. But I'm a little ...... Road idiot, I can't find a way with my own words. I wonder if you'd like to come with me?"

Xingzhe didn't want to meet any literati at all, let alone write poetry, just to go shopping with Shuya.

In fact, there are many better places for Xingzhe to choose, but because it is raining today, there is no way to go, so I can only go to see Wencang Pavilion.

"Of course it's okay, Wencang Pavilion is quite far from here, I'll call a carriage, Childe, you can wait a little longer." ”

As she spoke, Shu Ya stretched out her hand and began to block the passing carriage. Xingzhe saw it, gently pushed Shu Ya's outstretched hand down, walked to the front by himself, and stretched out his hand to stop the carriage.

Shu Ya looked at Xingzhe who was now in front of her, stretching out her hand to stop the carriage, her eyes revealed admiration and tenderness, and there was a lot of emotion.

Xingzhe just used a very simple small action, which made Shu Ya very moved. Now Shu Ya likes Xingzhe more and more, looking at Xingzhe's majestic back, Shu Ya is a little shy.

After a while, the carriage stopped in front of Xingzhe, and the coachman was a very enthusiastic tree, wearing a coarse cloth shirt and a mustache like Lu Xiaofeng.

"Where are the two guest officers?"

"Wencangaku, thank you. ”

Xingzhe helped Shu Ya into the carriage, and then said to the coachman.

"Wencang Pavilion, that's good, it's very suitable for you little couples to go to Wencang Pavilion now, I heard that there is a very famous poet who is holding an event in Wencang Pavilion, specifically writing poems for the little couple he likes. ”

"Well, big brother, we're not a couple yet. ”

Xingzhe hurriedly explained, and did give a thumbs up to the coachman's big book in his heart, which was a good assist.

"It's not now and it doesn't mean that it won't be in the future, I think you two are talented and beautiful, it's really suitable, a natural pair. ”

Uncle Coachman's words made Shu Ya's cheeks flush, and she looked down at her fingers shyly, not daring to look at Xingzhe.

"Big brother, your beard is so handsome. I know a hero who also has such a beard, his name is Lu Xiaofeng, but he is famous. ”

It would be a bit too much to let the coachman uncle talk about it again, and Xingzhe hurriedly changed the topic.

"Lu Xiaofeng, a very famous hero, why haven't I heard of it?"

"It must be that you are usually too busy and don't have the time to pay attention to these things, so you don't know so much. ”

Uncle Coachman nodded, and was coaxed by Xingzhe like this.

"What kind of person is this Lu Xiaofeng?"

Uncle Coachman asked.

"The phoenix in the people, the upper reaches of the nine heavens, even if there is no spiritual rhino fingers, the eyebrows are also proud, the same name Chu Liuxiang, not inferior to Tanhualang, love is priceless, flowers are full of river buildings, the snow blows neutrally, and the stars are ...... in the lower reaches of the sky"