Chapter 322: Meet Jade Frost Again

On the sixth day of the ninth lunar month, Song Zheng, Lu Hong, Lu Yan, Ming'er, as well as Erhei, Huzi, and the third son of Lu Fu, a total of seven people, went to the direction of Qizhou Academy of Literature (read the full text of Zhifei Jade). Since the three sons of Licheng have rested, Lu Yan also dares to go out. I heard that there was a chrysanthemum array on the side of Wulong Pond, so Lu Yan naturally went to play. Lu Hengshan was also relieved, made an exception and did not go to the garrison camp, and honestly accompanied Mrs. Lu to live a two-person world in the garrison mansion.

Song Zheng and Lu Hong are both dressed as scholars, walking as a car, looking at the scenery while pointing and pointing, so lively. Lu Yan and Ming'er are now big girls, and they have long put away their pungent tempers and have a bit of virtuous taste. The two walked behind Song Zheng and Lu Hong, whispering from time to time, or occasionally covering their mouths and chuckling, which attracted the attention of people on the street from time to time.

Song Zheng is personable, long and jade, and is really a handsome young man. Lu Hong is similar to Song Zheng, but he is thicker, and the pimples on his face are a little scary. It is said that Lu Hong's appearance is not too bad, but he walked with Song Zheng, which made people feel very incongruous, and from time to time someone on the street paid attention to them, and he was bold and muttered.

Lu Hong doesn't care at all, as long as he is with Song Xiaolang, this guy is extremely down-to-earth. Since he has been in Licheng for a year, he is also familiar with the streets and alleys. Therefore, his eyebrows fluttered when he pointed out, and he became a volunteer speaker. Song Zheng also rarely had such a relaxed time, and his interest was quite high.

From the garrison mansion to the Wulong Pond of the Qizhou Academy of Literature, the group walked for more than an hour while watching the scenery. I played while walking, and I also went to the teahouse to drink tea once, and everyone was very relaxed.

As soon as she entered the Academy, Lu Yan screamed, pulled Ming'er and ran forward, giggling all the way, her face was a little red with excitement.

It turned out that due to the approaching Double Ninth Festival, various chrysanthemums had been placed on the edge of Wulong Pond. There are constantly scholars and young ladies shuttling among the flowers. The golden chrysanthemum, between red and white, compete with each other, the fragrant fragrance is fragrant, let the visitors linger and forget to return. One by one, the literati and writers were full of poetry, chanting one or two poems from time to time, whether good or bad, they could always cause a bustle.

"When autumn comes on September 8, I will kill a hundred flowers after the flowers bloom (strong favor - full text of the queen who has fallen out of favor). The incense array penetrates Chang'an, and the city is full of golden armor! Lu Hong, who is coarse and fluent, also chanted Huang Chao's poems with great interest. This guy's face is full of pimples, and his groans are all hideous, how can there be a little beauty. This guy didn't realize it, and put on a posture of looking forward to himself, in order to win the favor of those beautiful tourists among the tourists. It's a pity that these beauties looked at him, and they all lowered their heads and took a detour, which made this guy not depressed.

Song Zheng shook his head, ignored him, and walked along the edge of the pool. The water is clean and reflects the blue sky, which is particularly deep and secluded. The chrysanthemums are curling, like a twenty-eight beauty, blooming with a moving style.

In the middle of the line, I heard an argument in front of me, as if it was the voice of Ming'er and a man. As soon as Song Zheng looked up, he saw a flower farmer in his fifties squatting on the ground more than 20 zhang away. There were a lot of scholars around her, Ming'er was arguing with a man, and Lu Yan took her hand and signaled her not to fight. And next to the man, there was also a twenty-eight beautiful woman standing, trimming her eyebrows and lips, and her face was like spring.

The corners of Song Zheng's mouth twitched, he knew this pair of men and women, it was the children of Cong Kui, the soldiers and horses on the right side of Shandong Road, Cong Ge and Cong Yushuang. And what Ming'er and Cong Ge are fighting for is a pot of red, white and green chrysanthemums - it is Tian Weng Liuxiang named by Song Zheng.

At this time, there are still two pots of flowers in the ground, both of which are tricolor chrysanthemums, but one pot is luxuriant, and the other pot is lower. The two of them are competing for this pot of chrysanthemums.

Last year, Song Zheng and Cong Ge both participated in the literary competition, and Cong Ge also won the third place. At that time, Song Zheng felt that this guy's article was good, and he deserved to be in third place. However, Cong Ge's articles are good, but he is not very good at words, although Ming'er usually speaks less, but his mouth is very powerful, and a few words make Cong Ge unable to get off the stage. In the end, Cong Yushuang had to blush, and it was quite interesting for the two beauties to fight.

"This young lady, the fragrance of flowers is striking, the color is intoxicating, this good flower naturally has to be matched with a beautiful woman." Ming'er pulled Lu Yan over, "Look at my sister, she can be regarded as a flower and a moon, just a match for this flower." ”

"This sister, your sister Hua Rongyue is good-looking, but a good flower must be taken care of by someone who knows how to take care of it, right?" Cong Yushuang defended, "I have loved chrysanthemums since I was a child, and I have a lot of experience in taking care of chrysanthemums, doesn't my sister want to be beautiful as an adult?" ”

"My sister loves this flower too, doesn't Miss want adult beauty? Why don't I buy both of these pots and give you the smaller one? Ming'er proposed a solution (read the full text of the Heavenly Dragon Emperor of the Crossing Passage).

"I naturally want this small one, but I can't give this big pot to my sister." Cong Yushuang did not budge.

Ming'er's face turned cold, "It's not a way for you and me to fight around, there should always be a settlement, right?" ”

Cong Yushuang stared at Ming'er stubbornly, not giving an inch.

The flower farmer was on the side, quite at a loss. Cong Ge rubbed his hands on the side, if it weren't for the fact that Ming'er and Lu Yan were both beautiful women, maybe they would have robbed it Ming.

Song Zheng smiled, stepped forward, and said loudly, "It's just a pot of flowers, why bother hurting the harmony!" ”

Everyone looked sideways. Lu Yan and Ming'er seemed to have found the backbone, and came to Song Zheng's left and right in a few steps.

When Cong Yushuang saw Song Zheng, she was stunned for a moment, almost screamed, and hurriedly covered her mouth. Cong Ge was also taken aback, ran up in two steps, arched his hand and said, "Your Excellency is Song Zheng and Song Xiaolang?" ”

Song Zheng returned the salute and nodded with a smile.

"Sure enough, it's you!" Cong Gehaha smiled, "You ran early last year, but it took me a lot of effort to know that you were the famous Song Xiaolang!" ”

Cong Yushuang looked at Song Zheng, and then at Ming'er and Lu Yan beside them, her expression couldn't help but darken, and she said in a low voice, "Brother, let's go back!" ”

Cong Ge hurriedly said, "Sister, don't you want to see Song Xiaolang again?" You forget, last year, it was also here that we met Song Xiaolang. ”

Cong Yushuang's face turned even redder, "There is nothing to do (kiss the royal sweetheart read the full text)!" Go back! ”

"Why not, you forgot, Xiaolang also wrote a poem for you, 'The essence of the jade is clean and the frost is open, and the rain and cold wind are coming; The spring irrigation mud seal is diligent and cherished, and the well path is free from dust. 'You sing this poem every day. ”

Cong Yushuang stomped her foot angrily, turned around and left. Cong Ge hurriedly said to Song Zheng, "Xiaolang, where do you live?" I'll be visiting another day! ”

"Licheng Garrison Mansion! Don't forget to bring your sister with you! Lu Hong hurriedly replied.

Cong Ge turned his head and chased after his sister, only to see Lu Hong looking at the direction where Cong Yushuang was going, and actually licked his lips.

Song Zheng smiled and slapped him on the shoulder, "What? I fancy it, do you want me to tell you tomorrow? ”

Lu Hong nodded mechanically, then turned his head to look at Song Zheng, and suddenly smiled, "You ask for more blessings first!" ”

Song Zheng looked to both sides, only to find that Ming'er was looking at him very unkindly, and Lu Yan also had an inquiring look on her face. Song Zheng knew Cong Yushuang, and Ming'er knew it, but Cong Yushuang was sick, and Song Zheng wrote poems for him to relieve his heart disease, but Ming'er didn't know. She thought that Song Zheng had hooked up with someone, so she was a little angry. Lu Yan didn't know at all, but her mind was the keenest, and she always felt that something was wrong.

Song Zheng shook his head and was about to explain, but he saw the flower farmer move up and give a deep salute to Song Zheng, "Song Gongzi, Tian Lao'er has given you a salute." ”

Song Zheng hurriedly stepped forward and helped Tian Weng up, "Old man, how are you doing this year?" How many pots of this Tian Weng Liuxiang has been cultivated? ”

Old man Tian bent down and replied again and again, "I can't hide it from my son, I have planted more than 40 pots of three-color flowers this year, and I will keep the best ten pots for my son." There are not only red, white and green, but also red, white and yellow, red, green and white, there are several kinds! In the past few days before and after Chongyang, I put four or five pots here every day. No, as soon as it was set up today, two pots were bought. The rest of the big and small ones are still being contested. If I had known that these two belonged to the son's family, then what else would I be fighting about, just move away (my wife is not good to mess with the latest chapter). ”

Hearing Old Man Tian's sentence of "Childe's family", Ming'er was nothing, Lu Yan's face turned red all of a sudden, and she glanced at Song Zheng.

Song Zheng laughed, "Tian Weng, thank you!" I wonder where those ten pots of flowers are? ”

"In my homeland, Childe said a place, I'll send it to you!"

Song Zheng called Erhei and Huzi and asked them to accompany Tian Weng to fetch flowers and send them to the garrison mansion. He also asked Tian Weng to keep the pot of three-color flowers that Cong Yushuang and Ming'er had fought over just now, as well as another small pot, and Tian Weng readily allowed it.

After Tian Weng left, Erhei and Huzi, Song Zheng pointed to the two pots of flowers in front of him, and said with a smile, "Lu Hong, give you a chance to get close to the beauty, and send these two pots of flowers to the Mansion of Lord Cong!" ”

"Soldiers and Horses Embassy? You won't say that the woman just now is Cong Kui's daughter? Lu Hong was taken aback.

Song Zheng nodded and gave a brief introduction to the situation of meeting the Cong brothers and sisters last year. However, in Song Zheng's mouth, Huang Song was replaced by a noble son. The ins and outs were explained clearly, and Ming'er and Lu Yan were relieved. As for Lu Hong, he and the third son each held a pot of flowers and hurriedly walked towards Cong Kui's mansion.

"This kid, what a hurry!" Song Zheng said with a smile.

"Why are you talking about my brother like that," Lu Yan also smiled, "That Cong Yushuang is quiet, it would be good if she really became my sister-in-law." ”

Ming'er snorted, "Sister, let's take care of Xiaolang first, you didn't see that foxy demeanor, and Xiaolang's eyes were so resentful, this is a dangerous sign!" ”

"Where is it!" Song Zheng couldn't laugh or cry.

Ming'er snorted again, "Sister Li told me a long time ago, you are not very honest, let me take care of you (the latest chapter of the president's little sweetheart)." ”

"Sister Li?" Song Zheng was stunned at first, and then his heart was sweet. This sister hasn't seen her for a year, and she doesn't know what she has become, but she really misses her a little bit in my heart.

While Song Zheng's thoughts were flying, Ming'er and Lu Yan continued to walk around the edge of the pool, and the muttering between the two reached Song Zheng's ears very clearly.

"Sister Ming'er, that Cong Yushuang won't fall in love with Xiaolang?"

"It's hard to say now, but Sister Li told me to take care of my home, and said that our yard is small and we can't get into so many people!"

"Sister Ming'er is not ashamed, and now she thinks of herself as the Song family?"

"You little girl, you laugh at me. Who didn't think about food for him, and even people were hungry and thin? ”

"It's not me anyway, hehe!"

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After a turn in Wulong Pond, Song Zheng led Ming'er and Lu Yan towards Lu Dafu's house not far away! On the way, Ming'er explained the friendship between Song Zheng and Lu Chun, and the matter of the Imperial City Division was naturally hidden. Lu Yan's eyes were full of stars after hearing this, and when she looked at Song Zheng, she was even more lovely!

Before coming to the courtyard, Song Zheng knocked on the door a few times. Soon, the door opened, and it was Lu Chun's little servant, Lu An. However, Lu An's eyes were bloodshot and he looked distressed. Seeing Song Zheng, Lu An shook his head, only then did he see clearly, and hurriedly said, "Childe, why are you here?" Come on in! ”

"What about Brother Lu and Uncle Lu?" Song Zheng stepped in, asking as he walked.

"Alas, don't mention it, you better go into the house and let the young master tell you!"