The voice was not Han Hao's call, but he saw that in front of the water alley, on a stone bridge carved with elegant and exquisite reliefs, there was a man in Tsing Yi with slightly white temples and about forty or fifty years old, with a stunned expression and looking this way.

The boat slid slowly, getting closer and closer to the stone bridge, and the people on the bridge suddenly showed a surprise smile: "It's really Fifteen Lang, it's me, Yu Ling ......." ”

In the cabin, Han Hui bowed his head and was silent, as if he didn't see the greeting of the people on the shore, and Han Rui on the side reminded in a low voice: "Uncle Hui, I'm calling you." ”

"Wrong, I don't know this man." Han Hui said.

Yu Ling on the bridge obviously didn't hear Han Hui's voice, waved excitedly, and shouted: "It's been sixteen years since Jiangdu decided to say goodbye, if it weren't for the appearance of Fifteen Lang and Mao Gong, I wouldn't be able to recognize it, where have you been all these years, you know that everyone has been looking for you for a long time, especially ......." ”

Mao Gong! Which one, is it Xu Maogong, no, this is a fictional character, the original form is Xu Shixian, that is, Li Tao who was given the surname of the country because of his merits, but at this time, the reigning Tang Taizong Li Shimin, there are not so many taboos, once decreed, as long as the name is not the same, there is no need to avoid it, so at this time, Li Tao should still be called Li Shichang.

"Brother Ten, don't say it, it's me." Just when Han Rui was guessing the association, Han Hui smiled bitterly, walked the cabin, waved his hand to let the boatman dock temporarily, turned around and said, "I met a friend I haven't seen for many years, please wait a while, I will return immediately." ”

"Okay." Han Rui agreed, curiously watching Han Hui go ashore, and was about to prick up his ears to listen, but saw him pull Yu Ling, who was full of excitement and joy, and walked a few steps, avoiding the corners of the streets and alleys, and couldn't eavesdrop if he wanted to.

Alas, Han Rui was a little disappointed, but he quickly calmed down, and it could be seen that Han Hui also had his own story, but since he didn't want people to know, there was no need to explore more, he should respect other people's **, for now, Han Rui didn't want to lose this loyal and capable housekeeper for some small things.

After waiting for a while, Han Rui was not in a hurry, and continued to enjoy the beautiful scenery of the water town in Yangzhou City.

On the shore, a small and delicate stone bridge connects the waterway, and there are a few trees on both sides, and the early spring is the time when everything is revived, and the branches and leaves are full of pale white flowers that are ready to bloom, and the breeze blows, swaying, and a few petals are not destroyed by the wind, and they fall like rain......

Just as Han Rui was carefully appreciating this wonderful scene, a light bell came in pieces, getting closer and closer, and there was a bunch of scattered footsteps in between.

"I've heard Qionghua like snow for a long time, and that's true." The delicate and sweet voice drifted into his ears with the wind, and Han Rui followed the sound and suddenly felt that his eyes lit up.

I don't know when, on the delicate stone bridge, there is a graceful and beautiful woman, delicate face, a pair of beautiful eyes are dark and shiny, green silk combed into a butterfly-like bun, placed behind the head, decorated with light blue crystal beads, in the sun, emitting a bright light, but can not hide her graceful demeanor.

A pink light gauze gown printed with gorgeous patterns, the bandeau of the same color looms inside, the snow-white skin that can be broken by blowing, the wind slightly raises the hair, the beautiful neck becomes whiter and fairer in the hair, the slender figure, the slender waist, a white and beautiful tassel dress flutters to the ground, as she walks, like a flying cloud.

Gorgeous and amazing, just as Han Rui was floating the word, there was a harsh and nasty sound like a crow next to him.

"Miss Jiangzhen, my family has a backyard and a Qionghua forest, I don't know if there is an honor to invite you to admire." According to convention, behind the beauties, there will always be a few gentlemen, and with each other, they often dismantle each other's details.

This time was no exception, just when a young man in brocade clothes made the above invitation with affection, a voice changed from below, but it was clearly audible: "Don't lie, there is no Qionghua tree in your backyard at all." ”

Well, the young man in brocade clothes secretly hated, his smile was undiminished, but he wrote down this voice in his heart, preparing to settle accounts after the autumn, and looked at it out of the corner of his eye, but it was a pity that the group, plus the accompanying slaves, there were seventeen or eighteen, but I don't know who is the culprit, but in front of the beauty, I can't lose my demeanor, so I can only give up, and then say politely: "As long as Miss Jiangzhen is willing to move your steps, you can naturally see Qionghua Shenglin." ”

A few people next to him pouted, but no one questioned it, it was nothing more than transplanting some Qiong trees, they could do this, as long as they could please the beauties, what was it to spend some money, and for a while, several people also said that the Qiong flowers in their own yards were in full bloom and beautiful.

Sitting on the boat, Han Rui watched with interest, from the perspective of 1,400 years ahead, the performance of these gentlemen was very clumsy, and the means were extremely simple, but it can also be understood, one is that the times are limited, and there are naturally not many tricks, and the other is how the Tang Dynasty was affected by the Hu people's atmosphere, but in the southern region, there are still subtle traditional habits unique to the Han family in their bones, and if they are too bold and direct, they will not be acceptable.

Commenting one by one, suddenly, Han Rui found that a vaguely familiar figure was also among them, and subconsciously shrank up, but unfortunately it seemed to be a little late, because the person on the shore seemed to be aware, looked sideways, and the two looked at each other, both of them were a little stunned, especially the young man on the bridge bank, his face was red, and he was almost embarrassed as if he wanted to be embarrassed.

Han Rui chuckled and beckoned gently.

The young man on the shore hesitated, turned to look, and found that the beauty had no existence of himself at all, ravaged for a moment, sighed, dragged a slightly round figure, and walked slowly towards the boat docked in the water alley.

Stepping onto the deck, the ship was obviously slightly sinking, and the young man took the lead in speaking: "Twenty-one Lang, why are you here?" ”

"I'm sick and ready to go home." Han Rui smiled happily: "On the contrary, it is the third brother, Uncle Qian was still chattering just now, why did it ring at noon, but he didn't go home, it turned out that he had an appointment with the United States." ”

The young man is Qian Xu's son, Qian Feng, about ten years old, worthy of being a father and son, his figure is gradually developing towards it, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, a round face, a little handsome.

"Are you all right? What are you doing in a hurry to go back, stay a few more days, so that the third brother can take you everywhere to see. Qian Feng said with concern, but he was a little concerned about him.

"See what? That beauty? Han Rui said with a smile.

Continuing to sigh, Qian Feng shook his head and said, "That's Miss Jiangzhen, who just came from Luoyang some time ago. ”

"So beautiful and beautiful, which lady is it?" Han Rui chuckled and said, "And it seems that the third brother has not yet been favored by beauties, and there are many opponents." ”