349 Lin Chong is favored and difficult to succeed

Lin Chong gradually got better under An Daoquan's careful treatment. There is a saying: Illness comes like a mountain, and illness goes like a thread. Lin Chong was able to stand up, and he could walk slowly with a stick. But he hates himself who is sick and likes the self who was alive and well in the past.

Hu Sanniang often came to see Lin Chong and gossip with him. At this time, the soldier next to him will leave in amusement and disappear into the place where he should have disappeared.

"Your Majesty, you have a lot of opportunities, don't keep coming to see me." Lin Chong often said this.

"Brother Lin, this is not in the court, don't be Your Majesty, I have long regretted being the emperor. - Sooner or later, one day, I will cancel the emperor's title. Hu Sanniang said very sincerely.

"Your Majesty-Sanniang, you are not the emperor for yourself. Since you have done it, you must do it well. It's a pity that my health is getting worse and worse, and I can't help you much! ”

"Your body is getting better day by day, and if you take care of it for a while, you will recover your original qi."

"I hope so!"

"Let's go sit there for a while!"

Hu Sanniang helped Lin Chong to a wooden chair, and the two sat down. The yard where Lin Chong lives is not big, but it is very neat, and a laurel tree blooms just right. There was only one tree in the yard, and it seemed a bit lonely. The tree posture is elegant, green branches and green leaves, evergreen in all seasons, and ten miles of fragrance......

For a moment, the two of them had nothing to say, and they both looked at the tree.

"'People are idle and osmanthus flowers fall, and the night is quiet and the spring mountains are empty. The moonrise frightens the mountain birds, and the spring stream sings. —What a well-written poem! Hu Sanniang said softly.

"It's a pity that I'm a rough person and don't know how to appreciate poetry!" Lin Chong laughed at himself.

"Brother Lin is not a rough man, among the 108 generals in Liangshan, if it comes to literary talent, few can catch up."

"I can only dance with guns and sticks, how can I have any literary style?"

"'Righteousness is Lin Chong, and he is the most simple and loyal. The rivers and lakes are well-known, and the generosity shows heroes. The life experience is sad and floating, and the fame is turned into a canopy. If he is young, Weizhen Taishan! ——Even Yan Qing and Dong Ping can't write such poems! ”

"It's a shame that you still remember, it's all about writing and playing!"

The two were silent again. Hu Sanniang looked at Lin Chong boldly, and Lin Chong lowered his head.

"Brother Lin, how about writing another poem?" Hu Sanniang requested.

"What to write?" Lin Chong looked at the ground.

"Just write about this osmanthus. People say that the later the osmanthus blooms, the better, and the longer it will last. - But the flowers have to bloom! ”

Lin Chong raised his head, looked at the laurel tree again, nodded, and shook his head again.

"I really can't write such poems! I rarely hold a pen anymore, and I don't have any inspiration at all. When I was young, I liked to read Bai Juyi's poems, and I remember that one of them was written about osmanthus. ——Zi Fallen Wood from Tianzhu Temple, Genpan is now in Lucheng City. At that time, they should chase into the south wind and fall to the world to take the second life. ”

The title of the poem should be called "Dongcheng Gui", Bai Juyi wrote two poems, Brother Lin recited the second poem, and the first poem should be: Knowing the solitude of osmanthus in the sky, try to ask Chang'e if you want to have nothing. The Moon Palace is fortunate to have idle fields, why not plant two plants in the center? ”

Hu Sanniang finished chanting the poem and looked at each other with hot eyes. The intention of the poem and the expression of the eyes could not be more obvious, and the fool should understand the meaning.

Lin Chong didn't dare to look at Hu Sanniang, but said timidly: "I'm not worthy!" ”

Hu Sanniang was very angry, stood up, and said sadly: "You are not worthy? Who deserves? ”

Hu Sanniang left, Lin Chong looked at her back and let out a long sigh.

Zhang Shun and Chu Liuxiang came to see Lin Chong. Zhang Shun caught three koi fish, which were colorful in the sun. The fish was dressed in wicker, and it was not dead, but it was still moving.

"I'm sorry! For the sake of me being so sick, let you run again and again. Lin Chong said politely.

"Brother Lin, you are too polite! I'll go cook and stew koi soup for you. Doctor An Shen said that drinking more koi soup is beneficial to relaxing the muscles and invigorating the blood. - Liuxiang, you talk to Brother Lin. After Zhang Shun finished speaking, he rushed into the kitchen.

Chu Liuxiang looked Lin Chong up and down, and said for a while: "Brother Lin's complexion is much better. ”

Lin Chong stretched his arm and said, "Yes! Up and down, I still don't have energy, and I don't know when I can get better! ”

"Hurt your muscles and bones for a hundred days-" Chu Liuxiang suddenly remembered that Lin Chong's illness was not "breaking your muscles and bones", and turned to the conversation and said: "Recuperating from illness and recuperation, it is important to recuperate, and the mood is very important." - You're in a bad spirit, who made you angry? ”

"Liuxiang, just now you said that I have a good complexion!"

"The complexion is the complexion, and the spirit is the spirit. - Sanniang has been here? ”

Lin Chong nodded, and then lowered his head deeply, looking very guilty. Chu Liuxiang stood up and reached out to pick an osmanthus flower. Sniffing, the aroma of osmanthus entered the nostrils. Maybe it's because the fragrance is too strong, so I cough lightly.

Chu Liuxiang knew that Hu Sanniang had Lin Chong in her heart for a long time, and it has not changed now. Therefore, she was very disgusted with the "Crane Control Mansion" she had built. In terms of feelings, Hu Sanniang is really sad. Originally, he and Zhu Biao were childhood sweethearts, and they had no guesses, but because Song Jiang beat Zhujiazhuang three times, his fiancé went to Huangquan.

Sanniang was captured by Lin Chong and gradually fell in love. Song Jiang snatched love with a knife and promised him to Wang Ying. In order to take revenge, Sanniang buried her feelings deeply and did everything she could...... But a woman, after all, still needs a true love!

"Brother Lin, Sanniang and I are like sisters, as good as a person. I hope to get your sincere words-" Chu Liuxiang stared at Lin Chong.

"If you have anything to say, just say it." Lin Chong still didn't look up.

"Do you like Hu Sanniang or not?"

"I don't deserve it."

"Don't say what you don't deserve. Do you know what women hate the most? The most annoying thing is to say, 'I'm not worthy,' or just say, 'I don't like you'! - Do you can't forget your deceased sister-in-law, or is Sanniang not your favorite type? ”

"Neither."

"Then tell me, what is it for?"

Lin Chong raised his head and showed a very painful look. After a long time, he slowly stood up and said slowly and forcefully:

"Sanniang's position is too high now. If that's the case, I'll be a climber. I, Lin Chong, don't want others to say that I don't rely on ability, but on women. Sanniang has a good understanding of me, and I am willing to serve her dogs and horses, expand her territory, and lay a new world.

"I admit it, Sanniang is a good daughter! For revenge, he did whatever it took to get revenge, and he did everything he could, and did what a man didn't dare to do. Borrowing a knife to kill people, borrowing a situation to kill people, I can understand it, this is the same thing. But-"

Lin Chong transferred the later words to domestic sales.

"You mean Sanniang is a good daughter, not a good woman, and she is not pure?! Brother Lin, I dare to say that Sanniang is the purest and most true woman in the world! - If I were a man, I would have married her a long time ago! ”

Lin Chong's face was red, he looked at the osmanthus tree, and sighed long.

Please take a look at the next time - 350 Siniang cried and complained