Wan cried with a sad face, she may have bribed the teacher to punish the most serious student in history. It's so pitiful, you know, I won't give it to him. The good result of this is that I have to stay up late to do my homework today. Wen Wan has a black face all day long.

Xia Fan was a little worried when he heard this, "Master, is this done?" I heard that a merchant once offered 200,000 taels of the princess, but he would not sell it. How can the county lord let you live in it, don't go?"

"It's not just a broken garden, see what worries you. That girl, although she has a lot of eyes, will not harm me. Asking me to move in must have been something she wanted to do. Naturally, there is a reason for me to live. I'll move back when the time comes. Those people are really, aren't they just children, why are they in the way of their eyes, biting their mouths and not letting go. Ninety-two: Appreciate the chrysanthemum, I hope that what I tell her will be useful to her in the future, and it will not be in vain for me to work in vain" Song Luoyang had a sad face.

Wen Wan was his student, and he still didn't know. Although the kid likes to do business, he is definitely not a money-grubbing person. It can even be said that the child is a person who treats money as dung. It's about the same as his attitude towards money. It's just that some people, for their own interests, are not even willing to let go of a child. You must discredit her and want to strangle her. Fortunately, this child is smart and measured, and he always knows how to deal with it, otherwise, he doesn't know what to do

This child is also a fateful child. Hopefully, this child will be blessed. And in order to restore the gentle piety, and to show those people the truth. Song Luoyang invited friends, and his friends were all famous Confucians and scholars.

"Tomorrow, I invited a few friends to watch the chrysanthemum, you go with me" Song Luoyang put his hand behind his back, straightened his waist, and had a gloomy face, looking like an old pedant. Wen Wan nodded, indicating that she knew. Waiting for the second Tai Nei, Wen Wanchun wore a crescent white dress embroidered with violet chrysanthemums, a chrysanthemum hairpin and a few chrysanthemum beads on her head, and a silver bracelet carved with chrysanthemums on her wrist. Ninety-two: Chrysanthemum appreciation

Song Luoyang looked at her outfit and was very satisfied. Wen Wan This is also the first time to go to Jingxiu Garden, I remember that I seemed to have received an invitation last year, but she didn't go. It's really nice to look out there...... When I got to the door in the carriage, I heard several people talking.

"Old Song, you're late. I'm earlier than you" A skinny, Confucian who was about the same age as the teacher, saw Song Luoyang and greeted him.

"Hehe, who knew you guys were here so soon. Come, let me introduce, this is my student Wen Wan, this is Mr. Jin, a famous Confucian in the court, proficient in music and rhythm. If you don't understand something, you can ask him for advice at any time," Song Luoyang introduced. Gently and respectfully performed a junior salute.

The old man looked gentle, not arrogant or impatient, gentle and polite, and his eyes were clear and bright. Seeing such a villain, Jin Lao frowned, which was different from the rumors. According to his impression, according to rumors, this is a pampered, short-sighted student. He naturally didn't believe that Song Luoyang would accept such a student. The only explanation is that someone deliberately wanted to discredit this child, "Hehe, I already knew that Song Luoyang had accepted the county lord as a student." It's just that I haven't had a chance to see you, old, this is a gift from your uncle, I hope you can like it"

What Wen Wan got was a jade flute, the jade material was not very precious, and the carver was a little rough compared to those masters. But because of this roughness, Wen Wan was very happy and moved, and it could be guessed that this should be something that the old gentleman made himself. This is the first time that someone has given her something made by herself, in addition to the teacher, and it is still a flute. He probably knew that he was learning the flute. Giving something, giving something that someone else likes, that's a kind of respect. I couldn't help but be overjoyed when I saw it, and I played with it in my hand.

Song Luoyang saw it and said with a bluffed face, "I didn't even thank you when I received a gift from someone else, did the teacher teach you like this?" I don't want to thank Uncle Kim."

Wen Wan's face turned a little red when she heard this. At the moment, he was blessed, and he drew a few strokes of Xia Ying next to him, and Xia Ying hurriedly explained, "Sir, our county lord said that you carved this jade flute so well, and the county lord likes it very much." So I forgot to thank you when I saw it, and I ask for your forgiveness."

"Haha, haha, what's the matter, I don't care about these false courtesies. It's good if you like something, it's not in vain to waste my thoughts" Jin Lao naturally can see whether he really likes it or fake it. He smiled brightly.

Then I met a few old men, all of whom were famous Confucians in the capital. Everyone gave Wen Wan a gift. A chess game, a painting experience, a seal, and a quiet word...... It's not expensive, but it's heartwarming. It can be seen that it should have been carefully prepared, and the teacher has been smiling on her face, Wen Wan was very moved, really, these elders are really good to her. Although it was because of the teacher's face, she was very grateful and touched.

Song Luoyang took five friends and entered the chrysanthemum garden. This is also the first time Wen Wan has stepped in. As soon as I entered the gate of the chrysanthemum garden, I had to admire, it was so beautiful.

Everyone seems to be in a wonderful world: two pots of large chrysanthemums are proudly blooming, and hundreds of small chrysanthemums are surrounded by hundreds of small chrysanthemums. The flowers in the east are as white as snow, and the flowers in the west are as yellow as gold. Along the line, it is full of leisurely and free, gorgeous cliff chrysanthemums. The branches of the plants hang down, and the small flowers are as dense as stars. They are shoulder to shoulder, shoulder to shoulder, their expressions are different, each with their own tastes, or like a peacock opening the screen, or like the Milky Way landing, or like a dragon exploring the sea...... It's really fairy-like and funny.

"Sure enough, it's beautiful, and I haven't entered the garden to see it, just the scenery here, it's not in vain. Haha, Song Luoyang, it's no wonder that I came so early in the morning," Jin Lao said with a smile. Several others nodded in agreement.

Wen Wan secretly thought about how much it should be. I don't know if the woman's intestines are ruined with regret. She thought she didn't want it, but she didn't expect it, she didn't want to take it without thinking about it, hehe, she deserved to be angry, who made you want to calculate me

Then into the garden, the chrysanthemums inside, some of them are about to bloom, some are in full bloom, some seem to have just come out of the bath, and some are full of essence...... Plants, pots, clusters, piles, red like fire, yellow like gold, green like jade, white like clouds - for a time, full of colors, full of brilliance. In a trance, it is like entering a fairyland.

"Beautiful, so beautiful. It's really beautiful, it's worth it, it's worth it," one of the great Confucians also exclaimed loudly. Others chimed in. Wen Wan also thought it was really beautiful.

"Look, everyone, it's the best product in the chrysanthemum, 'green peony', and it is really full of petals, the color is like jade, bright and dripping, it's really cute," a person walked in front of a chrysanthemum and exclaimed.

"This is the 'handsome flag', the yellow leaves are broad, the outer gold is the inner Zhu, such as the rising sun, it can be called the handsome of the chrysanthemum 'army', sure enough, look, look at it, it is not the army of the chrysanthemum" A great Confucian touched his beard and exclaimed.

"Haha, and here, this one is a quiet girl, and the handsome flag" is a delicate and charming quiet girl, look at it with her hair hanging down and bowing her head, not like the "handsome flag" wind and fire, but demure and elegant, charming and amorous, so beautiful" The person next to him praised.

Song Luoyang smiled and said, "Look at what those are doing, come and see this plant." This is the real king of the chrysanthemum, come here, come here."

Wen Wan looked at it and saw that it was an ink-colored chrysanthemum. Song Luoyang shouted loudly, "Come, spread out the paper for me, I want to paint"

Wen Wan looked at the inky chrysanthemum, she made up for the chrysanthemum's knowledge yesterday. It is known that this is a variety of chrysanthemums also known as Mohe; Lotus red with purple in the middle, purple in the black; What's even more cute is the "Mulan Dress" with variable colors, which is green lotus color at the beginning of blooming, turns pink at night, is just soft and soft, and does not lose her daughterly spirit in bravery, quite like a woman disguised as a man to serve in the army for her father, and then quietly returned her skirt of Mulan...... It's going to look like it, and it does.

Looking and thinking, the reverie is endless, and the lingering is reluctant. The "white peony" and "ancient capital Ruixue" with color like snow are as white as jade, and they are densely hugged like snowballs.

Song Luoyang took the pen, dipped it in ink, and swayed down. After a while, Wen Wan saw a pair of red with purple in the red, purple and black, and what was even more cute was the "Mulan Dress" with variable colors.

The people next to him wrote poems one after another, and the old man Jin sat down to play the piano. The sound of the piano is melodious and beautiful, and it is not inferior to the teacher's. Five people, one painting, one writing poetry, one playing the piano, one writing something quickly, and the last one, standing there quietly listening and watching.

Wen Wan looked at them, and for the first time in her life, she was envious.

This is life, there are friends, piano and poetry, and everyone shares beautiful things together, which is a great joy in life. Wen Wan stroked a few strokes on Xia Ying's pen, Xia Ying instructed the person standing outside, and the person went out quickly and came soon. Served with food and drinks.

"Haha, old Song, you are a good student. You don't need to tell you, just bring good wine and food. Okay, haha, good, girl, good. Come on, Lao Xu, come here. I want to pick chrysanthemums under the east fence of Tao Lao and see Nanshan leisurely, but that's it. Haha, it's fun, it's really fun," exclaimed the stout scholar of the five.

"Well, good wine, just smelling the taste, you know it's good wine. This should be the signature wine in Ruyi Restaurant. Okay, everyone drank happily today," said the man named Lao Xu.

"Good ......," everyone shouted as they drank, and then stood up to teach the teacher. Wen Wan was a little maid next to her and gave everyone a drink. Everyone didn't think it was wrong to ask a county lord to serve them, and they all accepted it calmly.

For the first time, Wen Wan felt that it was the first time that she felt that she had worshipped a famous teacher and would be used for the rest of her life.

As far as what she saw and heard today, her heart was already affected. Those high-ranking people are calculating this and that every day, whether there is such a leisurely life Moreover, a person's life is lonely. In life, you must have three or five close friends. Play together, drink together, sing together.

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