In the spring, the east wind is warm, and the bamboo raft shuttles on the Bianhe River, and there are many boys and girls. There are not many places to play in winter, and it has just started spring, and people who like to play come out early to go out and row boats.

Wang Lun agreed with Zhang Mengjia to sit on a bamboo raft that day, floating on the crystal clear river and drifting with the current. Zhang Mengjia sat on the matza and stroked the strings, while Wang Lun relaxed his body, resting his head on the cyan bamboo, listening to the most beautiful music.

The white clouds overhead are like cotton and silk, constantly changing shapes, one moment like a galloping horse, and the other like a squatting white rabbit.

You don't need wine, you don't need tea, just smell the air by the river, take a look at the mountains, the water, the clouds, it's very pleasant.

The shore is full of people, there are women with eyebrows and eyes, some men sing loudly, and there is a dark fragrance transmission between the waving of their sleeves. Wang Lun turned his head to look at Zhang Mengjia, at this moment, there was only her in his eyes!

More than ten steps behind Wang Lun's bamboo raft, there is also a bamboo raft, which carries Shi Jin, Wang Lingguan, and Zhang Mengjia's maid and little sparrow.

Shi Jin was originally happy to play, but at this time he still needed to support the raft. Wang Lingguan held the penny and swayed from side to side. The little sparrow was mostly behind the two, hurriedly dragging Shi Jin's clothes and not letting go. A stream of water hit, and these two little troubles screamed, making Shi Jin shake his head.

Wang Lun and Zhang Mengjia on the Bianhe River have their own thoughts, and when they look at each other, they blush once. One is like a goose, wandering in the world.

In the upper reaches of the Bianhe River, the river water is very shallow, only reaching the waist of a person, and it is crystal clear. There are no big fish, just small finger-sized fish frolicking in the water, and occasionally small fish popping out of the water.

Zhang Mengjia played a song, and her childlike heart suddenly rose, untied a lock of her long hair, and lay on the raft to tease the little fish, laughing from time to time.

Looking at Zhang Mengjia's perfect curves and silver bell-like laughter, Wang Lun's mouth was a little dry, and he only saw Zhang Mengjia's cheeks red.

The Bianhe River has always been a frequent place for the nobles in Kaifeng City, and the upper reaches of the Bianhe River, which is less than ten miles away, are full of bamboo rafts. There are old men with full beards, young women wearing conical hats and light veils, and naturally there are prodigals chasing bees and butterflies.

There were also some poor scholars from civilian backgrounds, but with some talent of their own, who also appeared on the bank of the river, holding a book and reciting nonsense poems in their mouths, hoping to attract the attention of the nobles on the river.

Wang Lun and Zhang Mengjia are very eye-catching, not only because they are golden boys and girls, a match made in heaven. is also because the two of them have the most fun and have the most childlike fun.

Loud laughter makes the moral gentleman despised, but it makes the young girl yearn for it.

Zhang Mengjia told Wang Lun that there was also a shallow river in her hometown. When I was a child, I liked to follow my two older brothers to go boating and play in the water.

The bamboo raft that followed behind finally stabilized, and the little sparrow looked at Wang Lun and Zhang Mengjia, who were like fairy couples in front of them, and said with a smile: "Oh, Miss hasn't been so happy for a long time!" ”

Since Wang Lun's accident, Zhang Mengjia has been depressed and depressed. A heart is worried about Wang Lun, and now I am reunited with Wang Lun and swimming in the Bianhe River together, which is infinitely happy.

The little sparrow is Zhang Mengjia's personal maid, who has followed Zhang Mengjia since childhood, and the two are called master servants but are actually sisters. Looking at Zhang Mengjia, who was smiling like a flower, the little sparrow couldn't help frowning.

"My young lady is like a flower, and she is ashamed of flowers in the closed month, but she is cheaper than the one surnamed Wang!" Then he muttered in a low voice, "I don't know when your young master will propose!" ”

The wind is light and the sun is rising.

Wang Lun looked at Zhang Mengjia in front of him, and his heart was about to melt!

"Meng Jia, if you are willing, I will propose to Gong Zhang tomorrow!" The Zhang Gong that Wang Lun mentioned is Zhang Shuye, Zhang Mengjia's father.

"Ah......h

Zhang Mengjia's head 'boomed', his mouth opened slightly, and he looked at Wang Lun in disbelief.

Zhang Mengjia never expected Wang Lun to propose marriage so suddenly.

For a while, all kinds of complicated emotions were woven together, there were three points of surprise, three points of joy, three points of shyness, and finally a point of inexplicable worry.

My father is an official of the Great Song Dynasty, and Wang Lun is a key criminal of the government, can my father agree?

Gathering his mind, Zhang Mengjia said softly: "This situation is ...... I'm afraid that my father won't agree! ”

How could Wang Lun not know what Zhang Mengjia was worried about, he had already planned for this.

Gently pulling Zhang Mengjia's hands and holding her in his arms, Wang Lun said, "Tomorrow I will go to the house to see Zhang Gong." ”

Zhang Mengjia leaned on Wang Lun's shoulder with peace of mind, responded softly, closed his eyes, and only hoped that this moment would be forever!

(Book friends, I'm afraid Santai is going to lose his job, no state...... ）