"It's hard to find a poem that writes about me under the tree when I first met him." Xiang Ye said to Dong Di and "recalled".

February is pretty, March is colorful. The early blooming flowers are not beautiful, but they give up an accident.

"The Lord of the Gui Family" is famous for being weird, living to sixty, not marrying a wife, not having children. In his early years, he won the champion and ascended to Tianzitang, and before the twilight, he held the ninety-nine hectares of wasteland given by the emperor, retreated to Zhizhou, and became Tian Shelang.

In the early years, Zhizhou was poor, and although the climate was nourishing, the north and south were scratched by the mountains, and everything was inconvenient. In ancient times, there was a poor scholar who rushed to take the exam, and could not get around the waterway, so he had to carry his luggage over two mountains, and after a succession, he entered the house, and rested in the wooden house by the water for two days, and could not sleep at night, got up to compose, and sang in the song: "The spring water is shining, the Daishan girl is swinging, and the poor king sends poisonous beasts, and the beautiful scenery is not accompanied by her." ”

It is a quiet scenery in a poor and remote country, although it is not rich, but there are few people living in it, and God also appreciates food, and all of them are born with red faces and noses. But I didn't want Master Gui to lead the land to move in, and after planting flowers for ten years, ninety-nine hectares of gray land, one day bloomed purple and red.

The flowers have been turui for several years, and the number of visitors to and from Zhizhou has increased suddenly, and although the mountains have not been flattened, the dense sheep intestines have been stepped out. When the imperial court wanted to quell the rebellion, it issued an order to dredge the waterway, and ten years later, Zhizhou has become a "little fairyland" passed down from mouth to mouth.

The flowers of Mr. Gui's house, from cold to summer, bloom more and more dazzling. The people in the state said that it was Master Gui who touched the flower fairy Niangniang, and only then did he come to the prosperity of Zhizhou today.

Master Gui doesn't like to talk, and he doesn't have many friends, so he retired from his official position two years ago, and he leaned under the flower tree with the wine jar all day long. Most of the money saved by the officials was used to pay the mercenaries on the rivers and lakes, although there were new people from time to time, but the day and night of "guarding the garden" never missed a corner, only on the tenth day of the first month of February, the door was opened, and people were invited to break into the battle.

In the end, the ninety-nine hectares of gardens are open to guests to visit, and the flowers and wine on the ground are drunk with the guests. But the cold comes and the summer comes and goes, but there are few people who really enter the garden, and most of them often have to stop in front of the flower forest, and can only be far away, touching the ethereal.

"Miss, according to the rules, you can only enter one by one, Ah Shu can't pass the formation, I can't accompany you, you must be careful." The maid with two buds twisted her face and said to Xiang Ye.

"Well, you go back first, don't tell Grandma. Tomorrow morning, the shutter cake on East Street, arrange a portion for me. ”

Ah Shu's eyes blinked twice, nodded, and took the "small bag" that Xiang Ye was carrying. ”

This small bag is a popular way to play in Zhizhou, when the old family gets married, the mother-in-law often weaves a small bag by herself, pulls the strong tree vines and wraps two rows of dried flowers to be beautiful, and some pull a big one, and tie it symmetrically on both sides of the halves, implying a perfect and beautiful fit. The vine should be polished by the husband's own hands, and the material for making the bag was picked up by the mother-in-law and sent to it, and the mother-in-law sewed flowers and added clever things according to the preferences and prevailing styles. A small flower bag, with the wedding blessings of the two families, reveals the sincerity and sincerity between the marriage, not as expensive as gold and silver, and the price is higher than gold and silver.

Over time, the girls in Zhizhou love bags, and the vendors also seize the opportunity to update their patterns. So he set a new custom, the girl before marriage, the vine of the bag does not stick to the flowers, and the flowers on the material are not embroidered "first-class gorgeous". Nowadays, in the shop with good workmanship, there are many rattan and colored ropes mixed with weaving, and the styles are even more varied.

Xiang Ye loves beautiful things, there are not many small bags, but they are all treasures. Ah Shu put the bag on his chest, hung the rattan rope around his neck, retreated from the crowd, stood by the garden gate and waited, from time to time he straightened his head with all his strength, his eyes were split into two marbles, and he looked in.

At this point in the picture, the fog suddenly rises on the "water mirror", and the wind never blows in the virtual and real realm, but the painting in the water mirror is stuck, and the wrinkled waves are handed forward again and again.

"Liuyue Immortal Venerable" five fingers gathered the rabbit fur under his hands, rubbed it twice and then released it, and the big palm slid down the rabbit's head to the end, repeated twice, and on the third time, he put the rabbit upside down with his left hand, and his right hand hung down, his tone fluctuated slightly, and asked: "Si Ming, what's wrong with the mirror?"

Si Ming replied: "The reciprocating mirror was dripped three drops of the 'Queen Mother of the West' by the 'Bi Yi Fairy' a hundred years ago, and after refining for a few days, it was also a little spiritual. ”

The pink rabbit Nunu in Liuyue's arms took a small mouth, shook his hair and stood up, sat crookedly with a ball with erected ears, and was paralyzed and fell asleep with a big-bellied drunkard, and his childish voice was crisp: "Si Ming Xianjun, are they going to meet?" ”

Si Ming's face was ruddy, and he smiled and lifted the lantern flower on his cheeks, the flower was too light, and the first time he lifted it, he would not fall down, only to see Hong Yanyan appear little by little from the dark, and when he smiled to the softest, the flower was the brightest: "Yes." ”

The little rabbit twisted back and turned inward, slammed his head into Liuyue's hand, and his voice was sticky: "Liuyue, Liuyue, let's take a closer look, okay?" ”

Liuyue tightened her hands on the rabbit and paced two steps forward.

"Now the ninety-nine acres of garden, originally just a low barren mountain, sandwiched between the high mountains, and the others, through the veil self-cultivation of thick eyebrows, and living in a group, from a distance can also be regarded as loess. At the beginning of the garden, there was no threshold, but later, the court painter 'Lu Tanwei' returned to Beijing on the way back, just in Zhizhou to rest, listen to the innkeeper introduced the story of the barren mountain into a garden, quite novel, so he decided to stay for two more days, go up the mountain to find flowers. When I first entered the flower forest, it can be said that I lost my soul at first sight. For the next three months, he stayed here day and night, intoxicated with painting, and as soon as the painting was completed, the person left. But his painting skills are exquisite, and his works are all over the world, "Zhizhou February Fairy Bird Orchid" came out, the princes and concubines in the court, the old ladies and ladies in the city, there is no one who is not fascinated by this flower forest. Famous together, the guests who enjoy the flowers come one after another, the old man Gui is happy, and in the end there is no way, so he repairs the seven-cornered seven-story building, a slender sparrow scenery. ”

"But this entrance is low and narrow, and it is reluctant to build a tall building to block people. But this mountain is natural, and there are high and low around, so how can you prevent people from entering the park? ”

"What do you think, brother. The valley between this mountain and other mountains is called a deep, and now this road up the mountain is the only one that several generations have stepped out little by little. If you have to do the act of stealing chickens and dogs, it depends on whether the master in the forest agrees. ”

"There is always a strange mountain in a mountain, although it survives in the cracks, but it is more ambitious than Lingyun. Thousands of years of waiting, just for the mountains to bloom today. ”

"This orchid is not expensive, I really don't want people to disturb the purity, the park is closed for a few days a month, and then it is not good to open a sky-high price, with silver to watch, there will naturally be fewer people. Spending so much money to defend it, what is the picture? ”

"Legend has it that before ancient times, there was a 'sacred bird family' living in this flower, and the fairies who were in charge of marriage raised, their fur was soft and bright, their pink wings were purple, their eyes were black, their posture was beautiful, and their voices were tactful and ethereal. Every time on the night of Qixi Festival, they open their voices together, singing seven songs in a row, three fiery, three clear, and one lingering, so as to bless lovers in the world. They are built on yellow and white stamens, with petals as mats and dew as food, and are born in pairs. At the beginning of life, although the two birds that have been married are separated, they will have the same red thread tied around their necks, and after a long life, they will be guided by the red thread to meet their other half. This is where the name 'Orchid' comes from. Later, the previous generation of talented man 'Jin Xie' composed poems for this flower:

The face and body are fat and unconventional, and the original life is a love letter.

Thousands of rivers and trees are different in style, not better than first-class wings.

Slowly, it became known as 'first-class beauty'. Later......"

"Alright, big brother, don't show off. Could it be that this old man Gui is so old, and he is still looking forward to the appearance of the gods, bless him with the blossoming of the old tree, and have many children and grandchildren? ”

"Hahahahaha."

"Well frogs can't talk about the sea, and summer insects can't talk about ice."

Xiang Ye entered the building alone, this seven-cornered and seven-storey building, looking spectacular, but the inside was unusually clean, the first floor was empty except for the stairs on the left and right. The red ribbon that leads the way out of the middle of the hall is a large open space, and a large group of people are surrounded by a large group of people in front of the formation, and a few miles behind the large array, a flower forest is faintly visible. At the beginning of the morning, the water vapor is sticky in the air, and the flowers and forests are untouchable, still holding the pipa and half covering the face.

While she was waiting in the periphery, she rubbed her ears to listen to the "three scholars" chatting.

She has loved novelty since she was a child, and she has always been lucky. When he was a child, he broke through the battle, relying on his pure nature, he walked in front of the holy master "Xie Lin", and by a few fates, he became his disciple. Since then, she thinks that she has a relationship with the formation, and she usually pays more attention. Her mother died early, and her grandmother was alone in Zhizhou, and she followed her grandmother when she was a child. When I was older, I was connected to the capital, but because of the long distance between the two places and the heavy study, I never came back.

Coincidentally, the year she was born, Master Gui happened to arrive in Zhizhou, she was taken back to the capital at the age of seven, returned to her hometown at the age of sixteen, and as soon as she came back, she caught up with the tenth day of February. The authentic handiwork of "Lu Tanwei" was a reward she received on her twelfth birthday, and it has been hung in the most conspicuous position in the study for so many years.

For some reason, from the first time she saw the painting, her heart seemed to be rolled up in a mist, and she couldn't explain what the place in the painting had to do with her.

She held the hair that was scattered on her back, braided it three or two times, tied it with the green agate string in her hand, and squeezed the crowd forward while chanting: "Trouble let go, trouble let go."

The people who broke into the formation changed a wave in a quarter of an hour, which was supposed to be very fast. But everyone couldn't get in, and they gathered around the periphery and refused to go, waiting to see the excitement.

Xiang Ye came to the front of the formation, first looked at the four corners, and then identified the eight sides, and recognized the rotation of the reel. She flashed into the formation, but unexpectedly, the formation was strong and pushed people outward. At the beginning of entering the room, the cold wind suddenly attacked, chaos suddenly appeared, careful favoritism, and turned his head to break the point. Go forward again, brute force is unbearable, close your eyes and listen to the wind, three on the left and five on the right, and leave the country continuously. On the other floor, I suddenly saw that the curtains were heavy, the patterns were beautiful, and there were jade beads dangling, clanging in unison, and I didn't notice it for a while, and I fell to the ground with a headache. Suddenly, I saw the flowers on the curtain, and the number of points could be combined and formed, and the green went to red, and after three or five, I couldn't get out. All things disappear in an instant, there is silence, sit down quietly, drive away the miscellaneous and move the fear, take the red and throw the green, pick three to five, and go out in three steps.

The people outside the formation looked at the leaves, moved left and right, jumped and stopped. One moment he covered his head and screamed, sat down on the ground, and then pointed to the sky, paddling around, closing his eyes for a while, opening his eyes for a while, frowning for a while, and laughing with his head down, which was really crazy.

Unexpectedly, she swayed left and right, and after a stick of incense, she actually went out of the battle. From afar, she could only be seen standing alone in front of the garden.

The old man on crutches stroked his beard, first looked at the sun that was about to rise above his head, and then looked at the people in front of him who had broken through one after another, shook his head, and moved out on crutches, and said as he went: "Three in two hours, odd, strange." ”

Xiang Ye came out of the formation, straightened up, pulled the skirt steadily, moved his feet, and loosened the tight sore tendons. Pulled the braid in front of him, and the hair was scattered, just messed up, and the bead thread of the green agate also broke down and stretched a lot.

"I love the beads on the side of the street, and I heard my grandmother say that my mother used to love agate things the most, so I couldn't bear to break it there." Xiang Ye said to "Dong Di".

Dong Di sat on the couch and put down the melon seeds in his mouth: "What happened later, what happened later?" ”

Xiang Ye glanced at her with a soft smile, and continued to "reminisce".