The sun is warm, and the sun has moved to the western mountains. Like the sun inlaid with gold edges, shining on the high mountains, the peaks of the mountains, but it is a vast flat river, the thatched houses stretch, the flowers are in full bloom, and the birds are singing and fragrant.

The murmuring waterfall, suspicious of falling for nine days, the rapids converge, rushing to the ditch, the water flow impulses the circular axis, the circular axis rolls, the water flow goes straight to the sky, and suddenly splashes down, like a burst of rain, poured in the flowers. The waiter did not hide from the flowers, but let the water practice to water his body, and his clothes were wet.

The flowers enjoy the nourishment of fine water, even at dusk, they do not wilt, and the petals are more and more stretched under the warm sun.

In the thatched hut group, in one of the houses with a plaque of "Flower Fragrance Secluded Dwelling" on the door frame, Song Ting was lying on a bed at this time, his fingers moved, and he slowly opened his eyes, and saw a maid with a cloth skirt and a wooden hairpin next to the bed, holding a wooden bowl in her hand, feeding him something.

"What did you give me to eat?" Song Ting was shocked, sat up, stretched out his hand and knocked the wooden bowl in the maid's hand to the ground, and the soup in the bowl was spilled, splashing on the bed, on the ground, everywhere.

"Don't be surprised." When Song Ting asked like this, the maid's face turned red, she knelt on the ground, hurriedly picked up the bowl with both hands, and replied in a panic: "What the slave maid gave to the guests was chrysanthemum lily lotus seed soup."

"Chrysanthemum? Lily? Lotus seed soup? Song Ting was full of black lines, staring at the maid, speechless for a while.

"Yes, the guest was weak and dehydrated too much. Chrysanthemum has the effect of clearing heat and soothing wind, lily has the effect of clearing the heart and calming the nerves, and lotus seeds can ...... "The maid is like a few treasures, and she talks eloquently."

Song Ting didn't have the patience to listen to her say this, and waved his hand to interrupt her: "Okay, okay, you don't have to tell me this." Let me ask you, I fainted just now, did you save me? ”

The maid said, "It's a guest saved by the owner."

"Oh......" Song Ting heard that it was the peony monk who saved him, and a complex and indescribable emotion rose in his heart, and he settled down, and then asked, "What time is it?"

The maid said, "It's dusk."

Song Ting said: "What time am I asking?"

The maid blushed and said, "The slave doesn't know."

The strangeness of the maid made Song Ting feel angry and funny, talking about the effects of chrysanthemums, lilies, and lotus seeds, she was like a treasure, but when she asked her what time it was, she said it was "dusk", and she didn't think that she didn't even know the twelve hours of the day, which was really unbelievable.

Song Ting temporarily put away the doubts in his heart, and asked again: "Let me ask you again, what kind of place is this?"

The maid said, "If you go back to the guest, you are now in the 'Flower Fragrance Secluded Residence' of Biyun Villa."

"Biyun Villa ......" Song Ting muttered to himself, got off the bed, put on shoes and socks, and walked out.

"Where are the guests going?" The maid stood up and followed Song Ting.

Song Ting opened the firewood door and walked out, seeing the thatched huts and flowers blooming everywhere, he was slightly stunned, almost thinking that he had arrived in a fairyland on earth.

Song Ting walked along the road, and the maid followed behind him in small steps, but he didn't dare to ask him, Song Ting was a little curious, so he asked, "Why don't you speak?"

"Hmm...... Well......" The maid closed her lips tightly, shook her head, and became dumb again at this moment, she stretched out her hand and pointed to a big red flower on the side of the road, the red flower seemed to be human, and shook it from side to side, like a delicate girl, showing a shy appearance.

Song Ting didn't understand what she meant by the flowers, but felt that this Biyunzhuang was so strange, not to mention the young eunuch who met the mountain down, and met this maid who didn't even know the twelve hours, and the maid suddenly became mute...... This piece and pile made his heart full of doubts.

Stepping on the pebble-paved flower path, approaching the ten thousand flowers, Song Ting was greatly surprised, it seems that what Bai Qiuyan said is really true, on this Biyun Peak, it is really specialized in planting out-of-season flowers, among the ten thousand flowers, there are white plums, roses, peonies, chrysanthemums, camellias, narcissus...... Wait a minute. These are all flowers that bloom in autumn and winter, but here, they bloom in spring, and it is really extraordinary, it seems that this peony layman must have some means.

Suddenly, his eyes were fixed on a red flower with a filamentous bulb, a broad oval, and purplish-red film, and he whispered excitedly, "Manju Sawa ...... Manju Sawa ...... I finally found it. ”

"Haha, Yuanzhen is saved."

Song Ting cried with joy, sat on the ground, and at a glance, there was actually a large area of Manzhu Shahua, fiery red, all over the mountains......

"Owner!" Suddenly, the voice of a maid came from behind him.

Song Ting got up from the ground, raised his sleeves and wiped the corners of his eyes, and turned around to see a beautiful woman in her thirties, dressed in a white cloth skirt, with a loose bun and a dignified face. Obviously, it was this beautiful woman who shouted.

Song Tingxin said: This peony monk is really a woman.

The beautiful woman withdrew from the maid and looked at Song Ting carefully for a while before asking, "Where do the guests come from?" Why come to Biwenzhuang? ”

Song Ting pointed to the large piece of Manzhu Shahua beside him, clasped his fists and saluted: "I am from Yangzhou, my surname is Song, my name is Ting, and my name is in the court." Because my wife was highly poisoned and only had a few days to live, I came to ask the peony monk for medicine. I also hope that the layman will not hesitate to appreciate the next Manzhu Sawa ...... Thank you very much! ”

The beautiful woman rolled her eyes and said, "Manzhu Sawa can indeed detoxify, but I don't know what kind of poison your wife has?"

Song Ting said: "What she has is cold poison."

The beautiful woman was suddenly startled, and her pupils suddenly shrank: "Cold poison?"

Song Ting silently lowered his head.

But I suddenly heard her say: "This can't cure the cold poison."

"What?" Like a thunderclap on a sunny day, Song Ting's head buzzed, and he almost fainted, and it took a long time before his mind came to his senses and asked, "Are you saying that Manzhu Sawa can't cure the cold poison?"

"Of course, Manzhu Sawa can only cure ordinary poisons when used in medicine, but it can't solve cold poisons." The beautiful woman explained softly.

"Why do you conclude that it can't cure the cold poison?" Seeing it, the hope was disappointed, the bamboo basket fetched water, and the ...... was empty Song Ting's heart was desolate, and he asked in a cold voice.

The beautiful woman was not angry, and continued to explain softly: "My grandson and I have been working on this kind of flower for sixteen years, and there are no less than a thousand kinds of flowers that we have planted. For the growth habits, efficacy, and curative effects of each flower, although I can't say everything about it, I also know it. ”

So, in this way...... Am I wrong? Song Ting was stunned and couldn't say a word.

For a moment, he couldn't accept the facts. How sad it is to be full of hope, but suddenly frustrated, and hope turns into disappointment.

No, there will be a way. There is no endless road.

He forced himself to calm down, and once again arched his hand to the beautiful woman, telling her how Zhao Yuanzhen was poisoned, how Ouyang Qingshi, the imperial physician of Hanlin, diagnosed, and the key medicinal material "Liangsheng Flower" for detoxification.

After hearing this, the beautiful woman had a little appreciation for Song Ting in her friendly eyes, and she muttered: "Two flowers...... I've never heard of it. However, are you sure that the two flowers are Manju Sawah? ”

Song Ting then explained how to interpret the "two flowers" from the ancient poetry books as a kind of "flowers on the other side", and then speculated that the "two flowers" were told to her by Manzhu Shahua.

"That's it!" Two soft lights appeared in the beautiful woman's beautiful eyes, "The types of flowers are divided into thousands of kinds, and the same kind of flower, due to different states and habits, can be divided into several kinds." What you just said, but you reversed. It was an outlier in the Manju Sawa that gave birth to the other side of the flower; This is the outlier of the other side of the flower, and only then does it give birth to two flowers. Therefore, these two flowers are by no means ordinary Manzhu Sawah. ”

Song Ting understood the meaning of her words, but when he thought of the disappointed hope, he couldn't help but be angry, his heart was gloomy, and his eyes were full of sadness.

"Although this Manju Sawa is not a two-life flower, it is ...... There is a thing in Honjo, but it is very similar to the two-life flower you mentioned, and my grandson and I call this flower a ghost flower. This flower does bloom at dawn, and when it blooms, it is like weeping blood, which is very terrifying......"

When Song Ting heard this, he was pleasantly surprised: this is it, this is it......

However, he didn't dare to be too sure, otherwise it would be like this time, the bamboo basket was empty, he took a long breath and said calmly: "In this case, I wonder if I can ask the layman to let me see this thing?"

After listening to Song Ting's words, the beautiful woman lowered her head, her face showed embarrassment, and she snorted: "You are kind and righteous to save your beloved, and your heart can be expressed, I have absolutely no reason to refuse...... Just ......"

"Just what?" Song Ting asked.

"It's just," the beautiful woman let out a sullen breath and said with a melancholy face, "that ghost flower was regarded as a strange thing by the outer son, and locked in his room, even me...... It's not like you can see each other. ”

"I don't know how to ...... Was he willing to accept barter? Song Ting asked.

"This ...... I don't know. The beautiful woman frowned and whispered.

Song Ting was speechless for a while, his expression complicated.

The beautiful woman suddenly said, "Tonight, I will discuss with my grandson to see if he is willing to sacrifice this ghost flower."

Song Ting clenched his fists: "This is very good, I will never accept this ghost flower in vain, and I will give my wife some silver taels."

At this time, night has fallen, the sky and the earth are hazy, and the torches have begun to be lit up and down Biyun Villa, and in the distance, I suddenly heard someone shouting: "Dan'er!"

When the beautiful woman heard the voice, her face changed suddenly, and she hurriedly whispered: "Song Gongzi, my grandson doesn't like to see a man the most, if he sees you, he will kill you and punish me!" Hurry back to the 'Flower Paradise'! If I get this flower, I'll come to the Flower Retreat tonight to find you. Remember, don't let your grandson see you. ”

Song Ting was suddenly extremely surprised, but he didn't have time to think, he lowered his head and walked quickly along the way he came, at this time the night was dark, and no one paid attention.

As soon as Song Ting walked on the front foot, on another cobblestone path, three or four servants hugged a man, and walked in front of the beautiful woman, who was about thirty years old, with loose hair, garlands on his head, a little beard under his lips, and his eyes showed a sharp light like an eagle, he suddenly reached out and hugged the beautiful woman's shoulders: "Dan'er, who is that person just now?"