Chapter 472: Apologies still require some sincerity

It is said that fireworks go down to Yangzhou in March, what kind of scenery Yangzhou is in March, people who have not seen it will never know. When the river passed, the willow trees on the riverside stood in two rows, and when the wind blew, the catkins entered the smoke, provoking one or two people to stop on the side of the road to watch, and also provoking one or two people to sneeze or two.

The shallow grass on the riverside is full of flowers, and pedestrians can smell the shallow fragrance when they walk on the road, and their body and mind are unconsciously leisurely. This Jiangnan is always like this, the scene is like the scene in the painting, and the people are like the people in the painting.

There was a painting boat parked by the river, which should have stayed around for a while, and the singing of women and the sound of the piano came from the painting boat.

Generally, tourists who come to the south of the Yangtze River, who have more money, will choose to sit on this painting boat and travel all the way along the river. Because of this, in addition to being able to see the scenery of the river, you can also watch the dance and music on the boat, and between the light songs and dances, the color of the south of the Yangtze River will always be heavier.

On a painting building on the painting boat, a middle-aged man was sitting in the desk drinking, and he was wearing a black robe, the edges of which were embroidered with a few strands of gold thread, making this originally inconspicuous black look a little more luxurious.

Judging from his dress and attire, he must have been a nobleman or a wealthy merchant, so when he first boarded the ship, he was given the best position and care in the boat.

However, the person who painted the boat still guessed the identity of this person, he was not just a nobleman or a wealthy businessman.

This Jiangnan wine is like the people of Jiangnan, warm and long. If you drink too much spirits, you can have a drink like this, and it will have a different flavor.

The middle-aged man tasted the wine in the cup carefully, let the wine go away, and couldn't bear to wake up. Sitting down and playing silk bamboo, he squinted comfortably and looked out the window, looking at the willows and flowers on the shore outside the window.

In the past, he came to Yangzhou once, and he remembered it at that time, and this time he came for the second time, and he was still not tired of it, but even more intoxicated.

Seeing him looking out the window, a man beside him bent down and whispered beside him.

"Your Majesty, the master, but you don't like this song and dance, why don't I go and let someone change it?"

The middle-aged man didn't look back and waved his hand.

"No need, the singing and dancing are very good, but no matter how good the singing and dancing are, how can they compare to the scenery of Yangzhou."

Outside the window, the catkins on the riverside were full of catkins and swaying flowers, and he looked at it with ease, and took another sip of wine.

After Wei, Yang Jian established Sui, and during his reign, the people's livelihood was prosperous, the people lived and worked in peace and contentment, and the political stability created a prosperous situation under the rule of the emperor. Then, his son Yang Guang succeeded to the throne, and in the first year of the great cause, Yang Guang went out on patrol and then traveled to Yangzhou.

On the riverside, the willows are clinging, and the weeping branches are shaking the river surface, making the river surface flood with clear waves.

Gu Nan was lying under the willow tree, with a hat pressed on his head and covering his face. The green shirt on his body was slightly wrinkled, spread on the ground with some mud, and his hands were folded in front of him, looking like he was lying here to rest.

She is also new to Yangzhou, and it is always right to come to Jiangnan at this time.

When the passers-by saw the man lying under the tree, no one came forward to disturb him.

She lay there and slept leisurely, the wind was warm and the sun was warm, and the spring was always lazy.

But I don't know why, Gu Nan only slept for a while, and suddenly a person came on the road, and it was a woman, which caused pedestrians on the road to look back unconsciously.

She was wearing plain clothes, her long hair behind her was tied in a simple bun, and her face was not rouge pink, but under this light makeup, she was still eye-catching. The eyebrows are elegant, a pair of pink eyes are like peach, and she is a good Jiangnan beauty.

The woman's lips and teeth opened lightly, and she called out to Gu Nan who was lying under the willow tree.

"Gu Lang."

There was something soft in the call.

Suddenly, the men walking on the road all cast envious glances at Gu Nan.

But Gu Nan didn't respond, as if he was sleeping deeply.

The woman walked over and squatted beside Gu Nan.

She looked at Gu Nan for a while, pulled up a piece of grass from the ground, reached out and picked up the hat covering her face, and poked her face with the tip of the grass.

"Why shouldn't you be able to sleep with me?"

Gu Nan opened his eyes helplessly, rubbed his sleepy eyes, and could be regarded as seeing the person in front of him clearly.

She didn't know the woman, but she could also say that she knew, and her eyes fell on the corner of the woman's eye, where there was a mole.

Looking away, Gu Nan said lightly.

"If you are too lazy, you should not be there."

When she was asleep, this woman came, she didn't hear the slightest footsteps, she didn't know anything else, there can be no footsteps in this world, except for her, there should be only one guy.

She remembered that she hadn't seen her in hundreds of years since she left the mountain where she had lived in seclusion. Unexpectedly, this time, she became a woman again.

"Why are you too lazy?" The woman asked, puzzled.

"Called Gu Lang by you, what do you want me to do?" Gu Nan pursed his mouth, sat up from under the tree, looked at the woman and asked.

"What are you doing here?"

"I guessed you might be here when I passed by, so I came to see you."

The woman said, turned her head, looked at the scenery on both sides of the river, looked at it for a while, and said, "The scenery here is beautiful. ”

Gu Nan took back the hat in her hand and put it back on her head: "It's not as good as a natural and man-made disaster for you." ”

The sound is quite a little distant.

The woman was silent for a while, then withdrew her gaze and stopped looking at the scenery: "Are you still complaining about me?" ”

She didn't hear Gu Nan's answer, she lowered her eyes slightly, as if she was thinking about something, and after a while, she raised her head and asked Gu Nan: "How do you apologize to each other?" ”

Gu Nan was stunned by her question, and the woman suddenly smiled and said.

"Why don't I dance for you, I saw you dance for King Qin, and he looked very happy."

His forehead was black, and Gu Nan pressed his hat.

Is this revealing my ugliness······

Without waiting for Gu Nan to answer, the woman had already walked slowly to the river, and there was music on the painting boat in the river, and she raised a hand, wanting to dance.

As soon as the wind blows by the river, the catkins scatter in all directions, and the eyes of the pedestrians on the road are looking at this side, and the scenery is picturesque and the beauty is picturesque.

On the painting boat, when the middle-aged man in the painting building looked at the shore, his gaze suddenly stopped.

He saw a woman standing on the riverbank, dressed in plain clothes with her sleeves fluttered.

The woman turned her head sideways, he saw her appearance clearly, and glanced back, as if it had overshadowed all the scenery in the south of the Yangtze River.

In front of a painting stall on the side of the road, the scholar who sold paintings saw the people by the river, looked at it for a while, and when he came back to his senses, he hurriedly spread out a new picture scroll, sharpened the ink and painted.

Everyone on the riverside seemed to be looking at the woman, but the woman looked at only one person, and danced the dance that she had seen her dance.