After resting in the Mantuo Garden for more than ten days, Xiao Jing's injuries were also healed, the old lady asked her to let her have a good rest, and she asked her to be exempted from the morning invitation, looking at the good weather in the morning, Pei'er helped her to the garden to enjoy the flowers, the flowers were planted by Xiao Jing herself, there are not many varieties, a few roses and the mandala Hua and Manzhu Shahua in the garden, a white and a fiery red make people feel very weird, the name of this garden is also taken by Xiao Jing herself, she has not yet arrived at this time no one has ever paid attention to this garden.

"Big sister... Why do you have such a good interest to go to the backyard to enjoy the flowers? Just as Xiao Jing was looking at a mandala Hua in a daze, Xiao Yu ran behind her and asked curiously, in fact, what she was curious about was not Xiao Jing's interest, but the strange flowers in the garden, the aristocratic ladies like to plant flowers such as peonies, which are colorful and noble. But her eldest sister's garden is full of flowers that are either red or white, and there are a few strange flowers in red, blue and black next to it, which are also beautiful to look at.

Hearing Xiao Yu's voice, Xiao Jing came back to her senses: "It's not a good interest, Pei'er thinks it's rare to have good weather today, so she helped me out to bask in the sun, why is Sister Yu here?" ”

"My aunt made some snacks and asked me to bring them to my big sister to taste..."

Since the injury has healed, Xiao Yu has come to Mantuoyuan to chat with Xiao Jing almost every day, and since Aunt Li took over the shop, she has been busy all day long, and she has no time to care about her, and she is also bored.

"Big sister, what kind of flower is this? They look the same, but the colors are different, and Yu'er has never seen them. Xiao Yu's face was full of curiosity.

Xiao Jing smiled at the corner of her mouth, "This is called rose, and the red one is called red rose, which represents sincere love and a promise, it is said that in a very ancient country there is such a story, Aphrodite, the god of love, is the most beautiful goddess, and even Zeus, the king of the gods, fell in love with her." But Aphrodite secretly fell in love with the beautiful young god Adonis and rejected Zeus's love. Zeus forced Aphrodite to marry Hephaestus, the ugliest god of fire, because of love and hatred, Aphrodite was very painful, and her love never let go. But something unfortunate happened. One day, Adonis was wounded while out hunting, bleeding profusely, and he called out to Aphrodite. Hearing her lover's screams, Aphrodite ran away. The stones and thorns of the forest cut her feet and hands, and blood dripped all the way. By the time she reached Adonis's side, however, he had bled profusely. Aphrodite cried loudly, and with her crying, clusters of bright red roses bloomed where blood dripped along the way. Since then, the red rose has become a symbol of unsteadyness of love. ”

Xiao Yu had never heard such a story, she was curious, although she didn't know why the names of the people in the story were so long, but after hearing this story, she fell in love with this red rose.

"Big sister, what kind of flower is this blue one?" Xiao Yu pointed to the blue rose not far away and asked again.

"The red one is the red rose, so what do you say the blue one will be?" Xiao Jing asked funny.

"Blue Rose?" Xiao Yu's face was full of small question marks.

"Hmm." Xiao Jing nodded, "It's just that I've never seen a real blue rose, maybe there really isn't such a flower." This blue rose was originally white, but I dyed it blue with a potion that I had prepared. ”

What does that mean? Is there a story? "Xiao Yu and his love of stories.

"It represents pure love and kindness." In her previous life, she liked this blue rose, but most of the ones sold on the street were dyed, and she had never seen a natural blue rose.

"Does it have a story?" Xiao Yu always cares about good stories.

"There are many stories of Blue Rose, I'm afraid I can't finish it in three days and three nights."

"And what about the black rose?"

"That's what I dyed with a potion I prepared." After all, the Black Rose is just a legend, and who has ever seen a real Black Rose? "The flower language of the black rose is that you are demonic and belongs to me, noble and mysterious, I like it very much."

"And what about this white and red?"

"That's the other side of the flower, about the other side of the flower, there is such a legend. Legend has it that there were two people whose names were Pi and An, and God decreed that the two of them should never see each other. They cherished each other and admired each other, and finally one day, they met each other secretly in defiance of the rules of God. As the saying goes, after they met, they found that the shore was one

A beautiful woman like a flower, and Kishi also found that he was a handsome and dashing young man, they fell in love at first sight, and they formed a friendship for a hundred years, and decided to stay together forever for the rest of their lives.

The result was doomed, because of the violation of the rules of heaven, the relationship was finally ruthlessly stifled. Heavenly Court sent down punishment and put a vicious curse on the two of them, since they wanted to have a private meeting regardless of the rules of heaven, they let them become the flowers and leaves of a flower, but this flower is very common, there are flowers without leaves, leaves are born without flowers, life and life, flowers and leaves are wrong.

Legend has it that after countless reincarnations, one day the Buddha came here, and saw a flower on the ground with extraordinary temperament, red like fire, and the Buddha came to it to look carefully, and saw the mystery at a glance. The Buddha was neither sad nor angry, but he suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed three times, and reached out to pull the flower out of the ground. The Buddha put the flower in his hand and said with emotion: "In the previous life, you couldn't see each other, after countless reincarnations, you can't stay in love, the so-called division and union is just fate and fate, you have the curse of heaven, so that you are destined but not dispersed, and you are not divided, I can't help you unravel this vicious spell, so I will take you to the other side, let you bloom all over the wilderness." On the way to the other side, the Buddha passed by the Santu River in the underworld, and accidentally wet his clothes by the river, and there was the red flower that the Buddha carried, and when the Buddha came to the other side to untie the flower wrapped in the clothes and looked at it again, he found that the fiery red flowers had become pure white, the Buddha pondered for a moment, and laughed loudly: great joy is not as good as great sorrow, it is better to forget than to remember, right and wrong, how can you distinguish it, good flowers, good flowers. The Buddha planted this flower on the other side and called it the Mandala flower, and because it was on the other side, he called it the flower of the other side. But the Buddha didn't know that he was on the Santu River, and the river was faded so that all the red dripped into the river, and he wailed all day long, which made people feel sad, and the Jizo Bodhisattva was very powerful, and when he learned that Mantara had been born, he came to the river, took out a seed and threw it into the river, and after a while, a flower that was more red and bright than before grew out of the water, and Jizo took it in his hand and sighed: You have to get out and be at ease, why do you want to leave this boundless hatred in the boundless hell of the already bitter sea? I will ask you to be a guide to guide them to samsara, just remember your color, there is a mandala on the other side, let's call you mansa djuhua. Since then, there have been two completely different flowers on the other side of the world, one grows on the other side and the other is born on the side of the Santu River.

It is said that many years have passed, there are two people in the world who love each other very much, but one year, the man was unfortunately killed when he went out on errands, he came to the Santu River, saw the blood red in his eyes, and his heart was very sad, he cried bitterly: "I don't want to be reincarnated, I want to go back to my wife, she is still waiting for me at home." He stumbled to Meng Po, and before drinking the forgetful soup, he asked Meng Po why the world is like this, and in the end, this soup is the only one who forgets his feelings. Meng Po smiled and didn't say anything, just asked him to drink quickly, he looked at the soup blankly, and said: "Everyone has to forget their feelings, I don't forget, after reincarnation, I want to find my wife." When the man's wife learned of his death, she was so grief-stricken that she was saved by the man's family several times, and finally the woman promised not to commit suicide again, but to be widowed for the rest of her life. When the man's family saw her strong personality, they were afraid that the old things would be brought up again, and they would make her sad in vain, so they thought that she had a heart, so they temporarily agreed to her and persuaded her to remarry after she was emotionally stable. In this way, the woman continued to live in the man's house, living by sewing. He also said that after the man was reincarnated, he was really reborn in the town where he lived with the woman, time flew by, and unconsciously twenty years had passed, and one day he went out and passed by the door of the woman's widow, and felt strange in his heart, so he stopped and took a look, this look didn't matter, just happened to be seen by the woman head-on. After reincarnation, the man's appearance and temperament have completely changed, but as soon as the woman saw him, tears flowed down her eyes, and she walked up to the man and said, "You came to me." And he fainted to the ground. The man saw an old woman he didn't know fall in front of him, and hurriedly fled the place in fright. Later, the woman was seriously ill, and she said something over and over before she died, but her voice was too small for anyone to hear clearly, so she didn't care, and the woman finally shed two lines of blood and tears, and died with a whimper. When the woman came to the underworld and saw Meng Po, she suddenly asked her very lightly: "Old woman, did a man tell you here in the past that he would not forget me and would definitely come back to me?" Meng Po nodded. The woman was very distressed, and choked up: "Then why did he come back and refuse to recognize me, even if he said something to me, it would be good to come and see me before I die." Meng Po patted her on the shoulder and said, "You love each other very much, I appreciate your courage, so let's do it, the moment the answer comes in twenty years, I promise to show you, but you can't be reincarnated before this, you have to suffer here for twenty years, are you willing?" The woman said, "I am willing, if I don't see that answer, I can't let go of my love for him, even if I am reincarnated, I will have a heartache for a lifetime." The woman was then arranged by Meng Po to hoe the grass on the other side, in fact, there was no grass to hoe, but the woman's eyes were full of grass, hoeing and growing, and the hoeing would never be finished, just day after day, year after year.

Twenty years later, Meng Po took her to the gate of reincarnation and said, "You stand here and watch, but don't speak, the person you have been waiting for for twenty years is coming." The woman couldn't stand still in excitement, and finally calmed down, and stood there nervously waiting for her loved one to appear. At last he came, and it turned out that he was sick, not cured, and in his early forties, he died again. He walked up to her and Meng Po, and Meng Po handed him the water of forgetfulness, and he picked it up and was about to drink it, but the woman was anxious and said, "Have you forgotten what you said?" The man glanced at her, drank the water from the bowl in his hand, and walked into the reincarnation door.

Meng Po looked at the depressed woman and said, what is love? It's just a bowl of water, you drink it too, can you forget that it's not up to you to say, there is this life, there is no afterlife, even if you remember, if he forgets, what is the difference between it and really forgetting? “

After listening to Xiao Jing's words, Xiao Yu fell into deep thought, stretched out his hand to stroke the flowers on the other side in front of him, and suddenly felt that the flowers of the eldest sister were much more beautiful than the flowers of other Xiao Jing, not as colorful as the second sister, and they all felt tacky when they looked at it. "It's really poignant..."Shangguan Lanxue, who was already standing behind her, sighed, originally came to see if Xiao Jing's health was better, and after arriving at the Mantuo Garden, Mama Wang told her that Xiao Jing was enjoying the flowers in the backyard, but who knew that after coming, she was startled by Xiao Jing's garden, and the garden of the ladies of Xixia City was probably the most unique and monotonous of Xiao Jing.

After hearing Shangguan Lanxue's voice, Xiao Jing smiled slightly, turned around and saluted, "It's my cousin who is here, why don't you squeak, Sister Yu and I are chatting, but I didn't pay attention." "It's all my own family, why should I be so polite, the stories you tell have moved me badly, where is there time to squeak." Shangguan Lanxue joked that she was really curious about when Xiao Jing became so knowledgeable. ”

"Come on, come on, sit down. The pastries made by Aunt Li are delicious, you can taste them with me. As he spoke, he pulled Shangguan Lanxue to the stone bench next to him and sat down, the maids and grandmothers served some new tea, Xiao Yu took out the pastries from the food box, and there was some heat, indicating that it had just been baked, Aunt Li was good at making pastries when she was by the old lady's side, and Aunt Wang tried her best to suppress her when she was housekeeper, but now that she has some power in the Zhenguo Mansion, it is naturally not a problem to ask for some materials for pastries, Xiao Jing knows that she is borrowing these pastries to thank herself, and she will still need to use her in the future. Naturally, there is no reason to refuse.

Seeing Xiao Jing eating happily, Xiao Yu also showed a sincere smile on her face, she was a thousand and ten thousand, and she was unwilling to be an enemy of Xiao Jing.