According to Qian Feng's own description, it was about Chenshi, when he heard that Jiang Zhen had something to discuss with him, he immediately rushed to Wenxiang Xiaozhu, but learned that he was coming to visit Han Rui, and before he left the city gate, he considered this problem, and quietly instructed his entourage to prepare the ingredients, piggyback on the chef of the famous building in the city, calculate the time, and now should come.

Sure enough, seeing a slave wandering around outside the hall door, looking at the appearance, he should have been waiting for a while, Han Rui nodded slightly, made a gesture, and the slave understood, took the opportunity of changing the water and walked in, and reported this matter in a whisper.

"It's still the third brother who is thoughtful." Waved it back, Han Rui smiled and sighed, but he was also relieved in his heart, after all, he set up a banquet to entertain guests in his own territory, and if he didn't greet him properly, he would lose his own face.

"That's nature, there are two altars of Penglai Spring, mellow and easy to get drunk, don't be greedy for more drinks later." Qian Feng's round face was smiling, and it was very suspicious that the reason why he thought about it so carefully was purely because the matter was related to eating and drinking.

"Ah, this is my uncle's treasure, and the third brother came out again, not afraid that he would be angry." Han Rui said with a smile.

"What is there to be afraid of." Qian Feng said disdainfully: "Wine is just for drinking, what is the meaning of hiding it." ”

Han Rui smiled silently, in fact, he also understood that this was just a way for fathers and sons to exchange feelings, otherwise Qian Xu really wanted to hide the wine, how could he easily find it for Qian Feng.

Suddenly, Qian Feng said, "Twenty-one Lang, I regret it. ”

"Why?" Han Rui asked in surprise, following Qian Feng's gaze, but seeing Wang Yingluo and Jiang Zhenyu smiling and complementing each other, he suddenly understood and smiled dumbly.

"If I knew that there was a Wang Sheng here, I shouldn't have brought Miss Jiangzhen over." Qian Feng sighed.

Han Rui didn't say anything, but asked quietly, "After acting according to the plan, what progress has you made?" ”

Uh, after hesitating for a moment, Qian Feng was a little depressed: "I thought about it for a long time, and I think, forget it, it's ...... anyway." He suddenly looked at him left and right, and said excitedly: "It's these days, Miss Jiangzhen often invites me to be a guest, you don't see, at that time, Zhou Wei's boy's face was red and white, and he was blue, how wonderful it was." ”

"If you have the opportunity to contact often, why not strike while the iron is hot." Han Rui asked strangely, didn't he know what it meant to miss an opportunity.

Squeaky and whine, under Han Rui's forced gaze, Qian Feng touched his slightly protruding little belly, and said dejectedly: "Miss Jiangzhen said that the person she admires the most in her life is a good man who is eight feet tall, wears strong armor, rides a horse and carries a lance, and fights on the battlefield......." As he spoke, he glanced at Wang Yingluo, and seemed to have a little more balance in his heart: "Fortunately, he is not either." ”

In ancient times, one foot was about twenty centimeters long in modern times, and eight feet was equivalent to more than one meter eight, and now it was the beginning of the Tang Dynasty, and it was not the time for the literati to eat it, and the burly, sturdy, and masculine generals and captains were the mainstream, and it was not surprising that Jiang Zhen had this idea.

"There are beautiful women in the southern country, and they are like peaches and plums. Towards the north bank of the river, stay in Xiaoxianglan at night. ……。 ”

Two words of comfort, hearing the sound of string singing next to him, Han Rui turned his head to look, unexpectedly, but it was Wang Yingluo stroking the piano with both hands, Jiang Zhen Wange echoed, eyebrows and eyes, autumn waves secretly sent, with tacit understanding, worthy of being the choice of a couple.

Qian Feng was suddenly devastated, he really couldn't stand it anymore, he lowered his head, his mouth moved slightly, and he didn't know what he was talking about, anyway, it could be seen that his heart must be very hurt now.

"Third brother, don't care, the so-called willows on the branches blow less, and there is no grass at the end of the world." Han Rui hurriedly admonished, "You can't lose the entire forest for one tree." ”

"Brother, don't say it." Qian Feng was depressed, sighed and said: "I was hesitating whether to put pen to paper and prepare to go on a diet and practice, but it seems that I don't need it." ”

Fortunately, Han Rui patted his chest, and the Qian family was a lone seedling for Qian Feng, and they still wanted him to spread out as soon as possible, how could he be allowed to do such a dangerous industry.

"What are you talking about, catkins, grasses, forests, trees." There was the sound of Wang Yingluo laughing and chanting next to him, but at some point, the two of them had finished singing, and they seemed to realize that they were rude and were looking this way.

Speaking a little louder, Han Rui laughed and smiled: "We are discussing, the spring is bright outside, the wind is beautiful, the grass is green, the catkins are continuous, and the mountains and forests are luxuriant, why don't you go out and enjoy the scenery?" ”

"That's exactly what I mean." Wang Yingluo smiled, Jiang Zhen also nodded happily, along the way, just a cursory view of the beautiful scenery of the countryside, but felt beautiful and pleasant, and now that there is a chance to get a full picture, naturally will not refuse.

Considering that the banquet was coming, Han Rui didn't take them far, and came out of the backyard, there was a small bamboo forest, the wind was warm and beautiful, the soft and verdant green leaves rippled with the wind, and the fragrance of wisps of bamboo floated faintly, sniffing lightly, and the limbs had a particularly fresh and comfortable feeling.

At the end of the bamboo forest, there is a small river gurgling through, forming a tidal flat, it is February and March in the south of the Yangtze River, but when the reeds are tender and tender, like green bamboo, one section at a time, a few green leaves, swaying in the wind, a piece of green, a few wild ducks float in it, swimming and pecking feathers, leisurely, a few people stroll by, smell the air slightly moistened with the smell of pollen, grass and earth, infiltrate into the heart, make people feel refreshed!

On the edge of the tidal flat, it is at the foot of a small hill, lush, mulberry elm leaves, peach and plum blossoms, pink and white, fragrant, tender color, trembling in the cold wind of the steep, it seems a little weak and delicate, can not help but make people feel pity, however, what attracts the attention of several people the most, is a few butterfly-shaped corolla, white and light red branches, among which the bright red and bright fruits on the branches and leaves, are particularly eye-catching.

"Could it be that this is the tree of nanliu, the tree of acacia mentioned in Wu Dufu." Jiang Zhen said in surprise that although his ancestral home is in Yangzhou, he lived in Luoyang when he was a child, and he only came back some time ago, so he naturally lacks understanding of the herbaceous trees in the south.

"That's right, it's the red bean tree also known as Acacia, wait for me to pick a few Acacia seeds and give them to Miss Jiangzhen." Qian Feng said with a smile, it seemed that he had gotten rid of the shadow of broken love, and he took the initiative to pick beans and prepare to dedicate them to the beauty.

"Thank you, Qian Langjun." Jiang Zhen did not refuse, and Xiao Yingying stood by the tree and waited.

"Eh, Brother Wang, aren't you going to help?" After that, Han Rui laughed quietly: "I'm not afraid that someone is more beautiful than before." ”

"It's enough to have a rich brother, why do you need me to come." Wang Yingluo smiled: "What I am more interested in is that there are few willows blowing on the branches, and there is no grass at the end of the world." ”

Blinking his eyes, Han Rui chuckled and said, "What's the point, Brother Wang listened to it." ”

"Brother Han doesn't want to explain, why bother to deceive people with lies." Wang Yingluo frowned and said, slightly dissatisfied.

Han Rui said helplessly: "Brother Wang, you are obviously asking knowingly, I am comforting the third brother, and I also have the meaning of the beauty of sincerity and benevolence." ”

"The beauty of Chengren, me and Miss Jiangzhen?" Wang Yingluo smiled slightly, her eyes were like pearls of the night moon, clear and dazzling, she looked at Han Rui carefully, her white hands were slightly together, and she said clearly: "Then I really want to thank Brother Han." ”

"Ahem, you're welcome." Han Rui was a little embarrassed, turned sideways slightly, and said leisurely: "Red beans are born in the south, send a few branches in spring, persuade you to pick more, this thing is the most lovesick." ”

I'm sorry, my friend is here, I can't spare too much time to code words, and I'm a well-known turtle streamer, and it's still two chapters today.

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