Xue Yue was escorted to Ouchi overnight, and the others were escorted to the prison of Shuntian Mansion.

The army, which was responsible for patrolling the city of Tokyo, still did not retreat. They will hold the curfew until the next morning.

After a few beatings, the last light gradually went out in the night. This ancient city of Luoyang, after experiencing glitz, has finally regained its calm again.

The night is sultry, and the moon and stars are sparse.

Outside the window, a blooming peach tree trembled gently in the shadow of the moon. The mottled shadows, cast on the windows, are particularly endearing.

In the nest on the branch, a lazy little bird, curled up tightly, occasionally blown by the wind, gently swaying its fluff. The bird moved its cute head and fell into a deep sleep again.

In the window, the dim candle flame flickered softly. The two figures, projected on the window lattice, are particularly warm.

"I heard that tomorrow is the Peony Flower Festival!"

"Oh!"

"Uncle!"

"Okay, let's check it out tomorrow!"

"Hee-hee!"

"It's late at night, uncle!"

"Ahh Let's sleep! ”

Knowing that Suosuo's wide clothes were untied...... "Get out!" ”

"Oh!"

With a creak, the door opened.

A scholar escaped from the room in embarrassment, looked back at the door that slammed shut, and the scholar sighed with regret: "Hey, the revolution has not yet succeeded, comrades still need to work hard!" ”

Turning his head, the night breeze blew on his face, bringing with him the aroma of flowers and plants. Under the silver moonlight, the peach trees bloomed quietly, and the scholar raised his head to look at the bright moon in the dark blue night sky, smiling faintly and looking leisurely.

In the fifth year of the Great Zhou Qingyuan, in the early spring, the night of Luoyang, under the moonlight, the peach blossoms that bloomed quietly, and the dim lights under the trees, constituted the most beautiful picture.

The early morning wind, blowing through the wind chimes under the eaves, tinkling.

Under the gorgeous sunshine, the peach is dying, and its splendor is scorching. The crystal clear dew, hanging on the pink petals, sparkled and shining. The birds in the nest in the trees also pecked at their feathers lightly, chirped, and flew away dexterously with their wings.

The wind blew, and the weak petals floated down, and a petal still stained with dew swayed in the air, swirling and falling gently.

When it was about to fall into the wet ground, a pair of white and flawless hands that deceived the frost and snow gently caught it.

The woman's cheeks, which are more delicate than peach blossoms, have a shallow smile. His fingers gently touched the crystal dew, and he smiled, and the spring scenery was gorgeous.

At this moment, the door of the room opened, and the scholar yawned and walked out of the room.

"Uncle, it's early!" The woman tugged at the hem of her skirt, stood up, smiled, and said to the scholar.

"Morning!" The scholar looked at the beautiful woman who was like bathed in the morning light, and smiled warmly.

…… Holding hands, he went out the door.

Looking at the woman's shy cheeks beside him, Lu Heng raised his head, looking at the blue sky above his head, as well as the warm sunshine, and felt comfortable.

The peony flower meeting is one of the great beauties of Luoyang.

Every year in April and May, it is supervised by the government, and the scale is unprecedented.

At this time, visitors from all over the country have come to visit, in front of the ancient White Horse Temple, for a time the door is like a city, and the visitors are weaving.

The good man and the woman, the large amount of money thrown down casually, so that the monk who was responsible for greeting him at the door, his mouth couldn't close, and he read it vigorously, good!

Along the way, when you walk in front of the White Horse Temple, the air is filled with the rich fragrance of peonies. Sweet and soft!

Listening to her uncle explain the things of the Peony Flower Club all the way, Liu Qingqing's pretty face was full of smiles, and her beautiful eyes were full of brilliance.

"Uncle has been to Tokyo?" Liu Qingqing asked in surprise.

"Nope!" Lu Heng smiled.

"Uncle lies!" Liu Qingqing lowered her head and muttered in a low voice.

Uh, well, things seem to be a bit serious.

Looking at the gloomy look of the woman beside him, Lu Heng smiled helplessly.

I did come here, but it was still in my previous life. How should I tell her?

Raising his head, looking at the solemn White Horse Temple in front of him, as well as the spring color that he saw through the door of the temple, Lu Heng pondered for a long time, his clear eyes were a little erratic, and after a long time, he withdrew his gaze, shook his head with a wry smile, and said leisurely: "How many flowers fall in the dream!" ”

smiled faintly, with a hint of sadness in his words: "It's like a different world!" ”

There are some inexplicable emotions in my heart that are difficult to dispel, and for a while, I am a little sentimental.

He smiled and scolded himself for being such a daughter.

I just thought of how to tell the woman next to me, but unconsciously, I felt my hand being touched by soft fingers. Then, the woman's white palm tightly clasped her palm.

The slightly trembling palm, with a warm temperature, made Lu Heng's heart tremble.

Turning his head, he saw the woman's blushing cheeks and the eyelashes trembling slightly from nervousness. Lu Heng let out a sigh, and with a little force in his hand, he held the woman's soft.

Although there were no words, the eyes of each other already represented a thousand words.

Behind him, several strange-looking people gradually gathered together.

With a sinister glint in their eyes, they stared at the man and woman at the gate of the White Horse Temple, a sneer flashing across their faces.

"Is that him?"

"You can't be wrong!"

"Split up!"

A few people touched their heads once, then turned and left.

The leader stared at the back of the scholar and smiled coldly, touched the sharp weapon on his waist, and turned to leave.

It's just that, just after taking a step, I found myself hitting a wall.

"Don't have long eyes?"

When he raised his head, he saw a burly man standing in front of him, this big man, his eyes were shining with cold light, and a sneer on his face made him feel terrified.

"You ......" As soon as the man said a word, he saw the big man suddenly make a move.

Before he could see the big man's moves clearly, and he didn't even make a defensive posture, his eyes went dark, and he didn't know anything.

"Heh, I've been poisoned!" Agui took this person into his arms and explained to the passers-by with a smile.

"It's so strange, the poison is still in the middle together!" A passer-by looked at Agui obediently, and he didn't know what he thought, and after a shudder, he quietly took a step back and left in a hurry.

What together, what eyes! Ah Gui glanced at the man with disdain, turned his head, and couldn't help but have black lines on his head when he saw a few other people who wanted to assassinate the son.

I saw that Xiao Dapeng and the others were holding a villain in their arms at this time, with the same smile and the same words, explaining to passers-by.

Seeing Agui look over, Xiao Dapeng smiled and stretched out his thumb.

Depend on!

…… When it comes to any occasion, there are what kinds of rules.

When you enter the temple, you have to burn incense, whether it is a good man or a woman, or a tourist, you will silently follow the rules.

In addition, Buddhism prevailed in the Great Zhou Dynasty, and most of the people who came and went were faithful Buddhists.

In the White Horse Temple, the incense is vigorous, the curling green smoke is permeated in the incense burner in front of the Daxiong Treasure Hall, and the long futon is full of good men and women who kowtow to the Buddha.

Liu Qingqing held a stick of incense in his hand, knelt on the futon, kowtowed reverently, and then got up and inserted the incense candle into the incense burner. Turning around, he looked at the uncle behind him with a light smile, who had been waiting, and smiled lightly: "Let's go!" ”

"What did you wish for?" Lu Heng saw the woman's red cheeks and asked curiously.

"I won't tell you!" Liu Qingqing lowered her head and said softly with a red face.

"Hey, guess what!" Lu Heng groped his chin, then stretched out a hand, making a gesture of pinching his fingers, if there was really a goatee on his chin, Lu Heng's current appearance was a standard magic stick.

"Uncle!" The woman blushed, hid her little feet, and said shyly.

"Haha!" Looking at the look of joy and disgust in the woman's beautiful eyes, Lu Heng laughed.

stretched out his hand, grabbed the woman's wrist, and whispered something in her ear, but saw the woman glaring at him with disgust, lowered her head, and the roots of her ears were red like fire.

"Childe is really a blessing!" Xiao Dapeng, who was hidden in the crowd, looked at the incense-filled hall, the concubine-loving military advisor and the military advisor's wife, and said with admiration.

"You're so blessed, aren't you?" Beside him, Agui groped his chin and said in admiration.

"Oh, why did Brother Gui say that?" Xiao Dapeng turned his head in surprise and looked at Aguidao.

"Tsk, African brunette! Awesome! Ah Gui grinned evilly and winked at Xiao Dapeng.

"You ......" Xiao Dapeng heard this, and his face immediately turned dish.

"Hah......!" Ah Guigang laughed, turned his head, and suddenly his expression changed.

"That man! Grass, who reads it? Ah Gui pointed at the villain who tried to get close to Lu Heng, and the corners of his eyes grinned, and he roared. As he spoke, Ah Gui had already pushed aside the person in front of him and rushed over.

"Grass!" Xiao Dapeng chuckled in his heart, and rushed over like a tiger descending the mountain.

However, as soon as the two of them rushed out of a step, they saw that the gangster who was trying to approach Lu Heng suddenly weakened and fell down when he was still a foot away from Lu Heng.

And beside him, a man who was still burning incense just now, with the same action, helped the unconscious gangster and handed it to his companion beside him.

Belch...... Seeing this, Agui, who was rushing over, couldn't help but be stunned.

"What part of him is?" Seeing that Gongzi was fine, Agui raised his sleeve and wiped the cold sweat on his forehead, and looked at Xiao Dapeng suspiciously.

"I don't know!" Xiao Dapeng looked at the man carefully, recognized that he was not a soldier of the whip of the god of war, scratched his head, and replied puzzled.

Just when he was confused, he saw the man who saved the son and looked here.

When he saw Ah Gui and Xiao Dapeng muttering in the crowd, the man smiled and nodded to them, and then secretly lifted the front hem of his robe.

A golden light flashed quietly.

"Ouchi guards?"

When Xiao Dapeng saw the golden waist card, his mouth was not closed in surprise, he turned his head and stammered to Ah Gui.

(To be continued)