Baowen saw that his cousins were making such a fuss, and he looked like he had never seen the world, and his face was a little unsightly.

Out of the late spring platform, you will come to the Liufang River, which is said to be a branch of the Bianhe River, which flows in from the northwest corner of the palace garden and flows out from the northeast corner.

Weeping willows are planted on both sides of the river, and now it is the time of spring when the willow branches spit out new leaves, and they are full of greenery.

Running through both sides of the river is a long nine-curved bridge with green painted railings. There was a dock on the other side of the river, and three or four boats were docked, and the boatmen had already prepared.

"Let's go on a boat."

And they were all happy.

The Gu sisters said that they were going to get seasick and were unwilling to sit, but the sisters of the Li family were happy, and the cousins of Baowen's mother's family were also happy.

"So what are you going to do?" Baowen glanced at Mingyue and Qingyue.

Mingyue said: "Let's go fishing, there should be fish in this river, right?" ”

Baowen smiled: "Yes, of course." However, it was only salvaged once a year ago, so I don't think there are many fish. ”

"It's okay, it's okay, isn't it just to pass the time and have fun, who said that you really want to catch fish." Mingyue and Qingyue held hands and had already gotten on the Jiuqu Bridge.

Li Twelve Niang walked behind and talked about the humanistic story of Luoyang. Others are gone, but Mu Baowen listens to it with relish. From the bridge all the way to the boat. Li Twelve Niang gushed endlessly.

"There is a family in Luoyang that picks Butterfly Xuan, there is a master surnamed Yao in it, his skills are very outstanding, and the hairpin is said to be liked even by the grandmother of Shangzhen Bureau. Many concubines and princesses have named this Master Yao to make jewelry. My aunt had a long hairpin carved into a pavilion, which was really beautiful. There are villains in the pavilion, wearing gowns, skirts, and peony buns, do you think it's wonderful? ”

Not only Baowen, but even Rong Zheng was fascinated.

Mu Baowen hurriedly asked, "How long have you lived in Luoyang?" ”

Li Twelve Niang smiled and said, "It's been half a year." Because my grandmother was sick and missed my mother, she took our mother and daughter over to accompany her old man. ”

Mu Baowen was a little envious, and hurriedly said: "Catch Ming'er, you have to be free, come to our house, and then tell me about Luoyang, can it be done?" ”

Li Twelve Niang said: "I thought you didn't like to hear this." ”

Mu Baowen blushed slightly and said, "Where would I not like it." ”

Before her words fell, a little cousin behind her interjected and said, "Sister doesn't know, our cousin made a marriage at the end of the old year, and it was the second son of the Lu family in Luoyang." ”

"Huh?" The Li sisters expressed their surprise.

Rong Zheng smiled and nodded, and his heart turned out to be like this.

Mu Baowen blushed and said angrily: "If you don't speak, no one will treat you as a dumb person." ”

Li Shiniang didn't continue to talk about Luoyang, but Mu Baowen chattered about what she had seen and heard in the capital, as well as some interesting things about her living in the princess's mansion in Shuaifu Hutong.

Gradually, the boat had rowed to the other side. Rong Zheng walked last. After getting off the boat, everyone walked slowly along the willow avenue. The fifteenth young lady of the Li family deliberately took a few steps behind and narrowed the distance between her and Rong Zheng.

"Miss Rong, don't you like to talk?"

Rong Zheng smiled and shook his head: "No, I don't know what to say." I always feel that I can't interject, you talk about Luoyang and Beijing, but I haven't been to either, so I only have to listen. ”

Miss Fifteen of the Li family smiled playfully: "I haven't been anywhere either. ”

She is a young lady from the family, and naturally she can't compare to Li Twelve Niang's identity, not to mention that Li Twelve Niang was born to his wife in nearly forty years, so she loves like a treasure, and she takes it wherever she goes.

"You're still young, and when you're older, you might be able to walk a lot."

Li Shiniang's head agreed.

After walking for a while, everyone climbed up a piled hill again. The slopes are covered with roses, moons and upright roses. The big flowers are blooming at the right time.

Li Shiniang asked Rong Zheng: "Do you know how to make flower dew?" ”

Rong Zheng shook his head.

Li Shiniang smiled: "I will do it." Rose dew, honeysuckle dew, and jasmine dew. It's a lot of fun. She saw a large white rose next to it, and a colorful butterfly rested on it. Unfortunately, before they could get closer, the butterfly flew away.

Li Shiniang squatted down, approached and gently stroked the white rose.

"You smell it, what a strong aroma."

Rong Zheng also squatted down and sniffed gently, and sure enough, the aroma was pleasant.

Mu Baowen was still listening to Li Twelve Niang talk about Luoyang, and later from Luoyang to Boudoir Games. It turned out that Li Twelve Niang was good at Shuanglu, and it happened that Mu Baowen was also good at it, and the two of them were quite speculative, so they left the other four aside. The little cousins also love flowers, and after a while, the younger sister has already picked seven or eight moons and roses.

Mu Baowen looked a little pale, pursed his lips slightly, and said, "Pity these flowers, they have been poisoned by you." ”

Li Twelve Niang hurriedly smiled and persuaded: "But a few flowers, what's the matter, there are so many buds, and they will grow again." ”

Going down the hill, Mu Baowen planned to take them to the conservatory to have a look.

Li Shiniang said something to Rong Zheng without a word, and later she found that Rong Zheng's skirt was cut by a thorn.

"Ah, it's a pity that such a beautiful skirt was torn. What should I do? ”

Rong Zheng liked this skirt very much and felt pity, but her shiso didn't follow, which made her a little confused.

Mu Baowen knew, beckoned a little maid, and instructed her: "You take Miss Rongsan to Qiluoxuan, and then go to Miss Rongsan's maid to come over and help her change her skirt." After speaking, she asked Rong Zheng again: "Do you have to prepare a skirt yourself?" ”

Rong Zheng said: "I have prepared one." ”

"Okay, then we'll wait for you at the conservatory."

That's all there is to it.

The little maid took Rong Zheng to Qiluo Xuan. Fortunately, it wasn't far, and after walking for a while, it was just a turn away. But there's something else to see here. Rong Zheng looked at the wisteria hanging from the tree planted outside Qiluo Xuan, and said in his heart, this wisteria blooms well.

"Miss Eisan, there are tables and chairs inside, please go in and wait. The slave maid helped the young lady find her sister. ”

Rong Zheng smiled and agreed: "Okay, I'm tired." As she spoke, she took a piece of broken silver from her purse, which weighed about a penny, and stuffed it into the little maid's hand.