Rou Niang's arrival brought good news to the family, which added a touch of color to Su Jin's slightly gloomy mood recently, the family business was thriving, and everyone's ardent expectations for themselves were the driving force to push Su Jin forward.

When he got up early, Su Jin was in a good mood, washed up, and said to Xiao Sui'er: "Sui'er and Huanniang will take your sister Rou Niang out to play, I need to go to school to work hard for a few days, and there should be a holiday during the Mid-Autumn Festival, and I will take you to Xishan to see the maple leaves when the time comes." ”

Xiao Sui'er said: "What's so beautiful about maple leaves, it's better to go to the street to eat." ”

Su Jin, Huanniang Rouniang and others were suddenly speechless, this girl has never read, how can she understand these elegant things, if she is allowed to choose, it is better to go to the hook column to watch a clown show in the check bar to see the flowers.

In the next few days, Su Jin returned to the realm of concentrating on reading, and the two sisters Huanniang and Rou Niang added fragrance to their red sleeves in the evening, and this drudgery also became a beauty difference; The two sisters have some opinions on poetry and books, and they can occasionally promote Su Jin's inspiration between talking and talking, but the sisters are present at the same time, Su Jin doesn't dare to hug and hug each other, and the fragrant idea of hugging left and right in his mind has never been implemented.

The Mid-Autumn Festival holiday in the academy is a day, most of the students are from other places, and when the moon is full, they are alone outside to add a lot of sorrow, like Wang Anshi and others, they can go home for a small gathering; Su Jin wanted to invite a few good students to spend the Mid-Autumn Festival together, but he was annoyed that he agreed to King Teng to go to Xishan to enjoy the maple leaves with him that day, Su Jin didn't want to offend King Teng again, so he thought of the best of both worlds.

On the day of the Mid-Autumn Festival, when the palace maid came to invite Su Jin, Su Jin had already called his friends, gathered Wei Songhe, Wu Hengxin, Lu Dakui and other good students, stuffed them all into the car, and rushed to the Tengwang Mansion with him.

Before leaving, Su Jin asked Rou Niang and others to prepare fruit saucer wine, and asked them to invite Yan Biyun to come in the evening and enjoy the moon and drink together at night.

King Teng was very depressed about Su Jin's practice of cutting first and then playing, although the poetry club was the son of the official eunuch and the gentry, although he had no prejudice against Su Jin, after all, he knew that Su Jin was a little talent respected by the prince, but seeing that Su Jin brought five or six students, some of them were vulgarly dressed, and some of them were vulgar, especially a big black man, who spoke like thunder, and at first glance he was not a person who knew how to compose lyrics and write poems, and he couldn't help but have a little more opinion of Su Jin; How much better could someone be who can make friends with such a vulgar person?

Although King Teng is depressed, he doesn't want to be too petty after all, he wants to show the world that he is close to the people, and he is a corporal of Lixian, so he can't scold these mud-legged people with a straight face, don't follow, right? I want to be a bitch again, and I want to erect an archway, how can there be such a good thing in the world.

So when Su Jin led everyone to see King Teng, King Teng's face was full of kindness and nature, and after some warm greetings, King Teng boarded his special car - a luxury car pulled by two tall horses, and went first.

Mr. Qin greeted everyone in the back: "The prince is waiting for everyone at the Qingfeng Post at the foot of the West Mountain, everyone hurry up and get in the car and follow my car, and I will guide you." ”

"How dare you be a ......"

"Thank you, Mr. Qin......"

The sour talents always have a lot of polite words together, after some chaos, Mr. Qin finally got into the carriage sweating profusely and went first, and the talents of the show each got into the car, Su Jin realized how shabby he was at this time, everyone had a horse pulled by a car, but he and a few students could only fold their legs. Strands are crammed into their own cars.

Six students, plus the small pillar driving the car, seven people, among which there were four fat people, grinned at the little green who was pulling, and the eyeballs were about to pop out, and the whites of the eyes were full of bloodshots.

Xiao Zhuzi sighed in distress, and kept leaning over to comfort the pampered mule, and at the same time nagging in his mouth complaining about why Su Jin didn't call a car more, this trip back and forth could cost Xiaoqing's personal life.

Xiaoqing really couldn't stand it, and the small slope couldn't be pulled up, so everyone had to get out of the car and walk to the top of the slope, and then get on the car. These people are tired enough not to mention, and the time is too long.

Xishan is only thirty miles away from Ying Tianfu, according to the normal speed of the mule cart, a little more than half an hour is enough, but it took nearly an hour for seven people and a mule, and it took nearly an hour for seven people and a mule to set off at the beginning of the hour, and it was not until the time that they arrived at Qingfeng Station, and the talents of the Poetry Society and His Royal Highness King Teng had already stretched their necks and waited for a long time.

As soon as a few people came up, they were suddenly blinded by everyone, Qin Fei was very knowledgeable, and when he came up, he blamed himself for not taking good care of his own family, but he didn't expect to divide the two of them to follow his carriage, and he blamed himself for not calling a carriage in the mansion to replace the mule cart.

Su Jin looked at everyone's faces, and scolded in his heart: It's not that I can't afford to buy a horse, I just don't want to buy it, I think that the red fan knew that he had given me a big white horse, but he didn't want to accept it.

King Teng had already drunk a full stomach of tea in the Qingfeng official post, and as soon as Su Jin and the others arrived, they ordered to go up the mountain. Everyone parked the car, Qin Fei arranged for six or seven small servants to carry six or seven large cages to follow everyone up the mountain, and the accompanying seven or eight handmaidens carried pastry wine jugs, wine glasses, water bladders and other things, with a huge pomp, not like a poetry club outing, but like a big official travel.

Wu Hengxin originally had a psychology of almost admiration for Su Jin, and when he saw that Su Jin was able to make friends with the prince, he admired Su Jin like a surging river; This person's logic is chaotic, and he doesn't worship the prince, but discharges a pair of big ringed eyes at Su Jin, what a freak.

King Teng pulled Su Jin to climb the mountain with him, and introduced this West Mountain to Su Jin like a serious literati and a gentleman as he walked.

From his mouth, Su Jin learned the general situation of Xishan.

The West Mountain is not high, a main peak with two short subsidiary peaks, and the main peak is only about 500 to 700 meters above sea level according to the converted size of later generations.

The West Mountain is not precipitous, the strange stones, the strange pines, the sea of clouds are the same, but the West Mountain is wonderful in its only valley full of maple trees, every golden autumn season, the mountains are all over the field like a sea of colorful clouds, the poetry cloud: the frost leaves are red in February flowers, the autumn scenery of the West Mountain is like the flowers of three springs blooming all over the mountain cliffs, it can actually attract the colorful butterflies to fly, obviously the maple leaves are mistaken for flowers.

While walking, I don't feel that the east slope is up a little half, the mountain is gentle, a few small pavilions on a flat ground stand there delicately and smallly, and several visitors in the pavilion are resting.

Qin Fei glanced at him, and two or three servants put down their burdens and hurriedly stepped forward and shouted: "His Royal Highness King Teng is going down the mountain, you want to rest here, and no one else will leave this place as soon as possible." ”

Su Jin frowned, this is too domineering, although King Teng is noble, but this is not the lobby yakou, you need to talk about face and pomp, this is a place of mountains and wilderness, everyone who comes is playing and relaxing, such a fuss, no one is in a good mood to play in the mountains and rivers again.

Su Jin peeked at King Teng's expression, but saw that he seemed to be commonplace, and he didn't feel anything wrong at all, Su Jin scolded in his heart: Dog Ri relies on his royal blood, and regards himself as more important than the sky, if it is in the future life, he pretends to be like this. The forced character, no matter who you are, will be bombed and scolded on the Internet the next day; It was at this moment, if you were sitting in that pavilion, you would have to argue.

Su Jin was thinking about it, and heard someone in the hall say loudly from a distance: "What kind of truth is this?" The mountain is the Great Song River Mountain, the pavilion is built by the former mansion Yin Yanshu, and this is not the entrance of Yamen Street, I occupied a corner of the pavilion for a while, the prince came to the place is very big, and I am so hard that I am waiting to retreat, what is the reason? ”

Su Jin was very familiar with the voice, but it was far away, and the sparse bushes in the middle swayed with the wind blocking his vision, and he couldn't see his face clearly for a while.

"Where did you come from, the prince came to tell you to retreat from you, but there is a saying that every grass and tree in this Great Song Dynasty belongs to the emperor's family, and my prince is the nephew of the emperor today, are you confused or itchy, do you want you to help you scratch?"

"No matter what royal relatives and nobles you are, the law of the Great Song Dynasty stipulates that the common people are not allowed to rest in the mountain pavilion, I am afraid that the emperor will come in person, and he will not make this rule, your prince is so stylish, it is really embarrassing."

Su Jin's mind lit up, this time he could hear who it was, it turned out to be him......