Concubine Wen felt that she had been sitting by the lake for a long time, and she was worried about catching a cold, so she thought about finding another place to enjoy the spring scenery before returning to the palace.

Seeing that the boss of Xiangyinzi had a kind face, he came up with an idea and asked softly, "Boss, is your home far from here?" Can I go to your house for lunch? ”

When the boss heard this, he was also surprised, surprised, and said incoherently: "Niangniang, don't you think my family is shabby?" You want to go to my house to see, this is really small, I can't dream of it. ”

"This palace likes to be casual and uninhibited, and in the place where the bachelor lives, I have also become free and romantic, besides, whether it is a seven-foot man or a five-foot woman, where can I not settle down? Where can't you be home? Concubine Wen said happily, her eyes dancing with a flame of enthusiasm, which suddenly overshadowed the lake and mountain shadows.

"Brother Foyin, what do you say? Would you like to go with you? Concubine Wen asked.

"Naturally, I would like to. Yes, I want to be a virtuous brother of Dongpo, who loves life, if the gods possess me; Broad interest, such as the carp that crosses the river; There are countless masterpieces, like the stars on a summer night, such an excellent all-rounder, it is bound to become a generation of writers in my Great Song Dynasty, and even become a hundred generations of Wenzong in my Shenzhou, although he was degraded by the imperial court, but he has developed the ability to rely on Ma Qianyan in the chapter of Cao Han, he is so grateful for the gift of the imperial court, the richness of his travels, the breadth of his vision, and his uninhibited talent. The world is so big, where can it not be home? Where can I not shelter? Brother Dongpo and I like to visit various wonderful places, and we have long been eager for the boss's house. ”

"Where is there no joy in life?" Su Shi happily agreed.

The boss's home is at the bottom of the mountain, Concubine Wen and her entourage came to the boss's house quickly, because I heard that there are many flowers and plants, a bit of "looking at the plum to quench thirst", Concubine Wen is walking like flying, and she can't see that the pearl is in her arms.

Admiring the peach blossoms like clouds, Concubine Wen was suddenly puzzled, and asked stupidly: "'Smile between the bamboo fences, the mountains of peaches and plums are always vulgar. 'Brother Su, you say, why are these peach blossoms as brilliant as red glow and plum blossoms as pure as snow vulgar in your mind? Could it be that only the bright moonlight can enter your eyes? ”

Su Shi pondered for a while, and said slowly: "Niangniang didn't know, I was demoted to Huangzhou at that time, I was depressed, and I saw miscellaneous flowers blooming all over the hillside, and there was a unique begonia, lonely and lonely, but I was pitiful, and the natives didn't know how expensive they were, and I was the only favorite." In the spring bright bloom of peach and plum, at that time in the old man's view, like a powerful villain, and the bamboo fence between the blooming begonias smiled, just like my situation, in the cracks can also bloom wantonly, naturally the mountain of wildflowers, including pink peach and white plum, are compared to down, only to look so vulgar, compared with begonias, naturally dwarfed, originally, I still like peach blossoms and plum blossoms. ”

Seeing that Concubine Wen was still silent, Buddha Yin added: "This poem comes from a long poem of Yin Begonia, it is Su Shi's proud work, the words are super easy, the crown is ancient and modern, this is Su Shi was degraded, and it was written when he first arrived in Huangzhou. This begonia lives alone, the author has a sense of 'the same end of the world', so it is regarded as a confidant, and the pen is full of feelings, so it is derogatory to praise a tree, but I didn't expect to provoke Concubine Wen Niangniang Fengyan was furious. ”

"He talked about Feng Yan was furious. At most, I don't dare to agree, sister, I rarely get angry. Concubine Wen said with a smile.

The beauties and warriors all laughed heartily.

Oh, how does my Great Song treat talented people, my God, if I had reincarnated earlier, I wouldn't have let Su Aiqing run around and work hard for many years, and I would definitely urge the emperor to take back his life......" Concubine Wen sighed and said quietly.

"Hey, there is no 'if' in life, only 'results' and 'consequences', I have to resign myself to fate and turn bitter water into fine wine." Su Shi said calmly.

"Yes, just like my peach blossom trees, in the summer, they can produce big peaches, and they know the results and can't write poems."

The proprietress refilled the tea for the guests, inadvertently took over the conversation, making everyone laugh, and the sun sprinkled on the faces, sprinkled on the teeth, reflecting a dazzling light.

"Niangniang is really compassionate, but if this is the case, is Su Shi still Su Shi through the ages? Do you still have a chance to become a talented Su Da who is independent by boating rivers, planting trees, chanting poems, and giving the world an independent posthumous one? Buddha Yin made a generous speech in one go, and the crowd was fascinated.

"Wonderful! This matter is difficult to complete, Master Su described himself as if he was a cocoon and bound himself, but fortunately, whether the eldest brother of the bachelor is temporarily bound by the cocoon, or the butterfly that flutters, he has been singing in the sun all his life, never bowing to fate, and this palace admires it to the fullest! Admire it! Concubine Wen said, smiling so brightly, in the eyes of the bachelor, she is a dazzling begonia, Concubine Wen, she feels that she immediately becomes a small tree full of peach blossoms, which is beautiful!

There was still a while before lunch, Concubine Wen followed the boss's little daughter and swam the spring color next to the house, in the golden rape flower field, Concubine Wen asked with a smile: "Bachelor, in your opinion, this golden flower is enough to light up the night, and in your eyes, it is also vulgar, right?" ”

"Amazing Interpretation Flower, I've served you, Niangniang." Su Shi said with a smile.

On this spring day, Concubine Wen's heart was surging, her thoughts were surging, and she asked thoughtlessly: "Ouyang Xiu once wrote, 'There is no plan to stay in spring', after spring, it is naturally summer, why keep it?" ”

"Yes, everything is good, and all colors are different, so you must not force it." Buddha Yin echoed the Tao.

Caressing the soft willow silk, the swaying branches and leaves, dancing in the breeze, Concubine Wen seemed to be sprinkled with snowflakes in front of her eyes, and said: "If you look closely, it's not a little poplar flower, it's a tear." After a while, Concubine Wen became sad and asked, "Say goodbye today, I don't know when we will meet again, two big brothers, in the future, will you be sad when you think of me occasionally?" ”

"Yes, the old man has written a few poems for you."

"Really?" Concubine Wen was shocked.

"Can you read it aloud?"

"The old man decided to keep it a secret." Buddha Yin laughed embarrassedly, Su Shi asked Concubine Wen to spare him, and Concubine Wen had no choice but to give up.

When you get tired of walking, return home. Concubine Wen reminisced about the scenery just now. The grass is green and green in the spring light, and the lamb is leisurely gnawing; Peach and plum pear, in the spring to the best of its beauty, radish, greens, peas and other plants, in the spring to pull out the splendid flower branches. The turnip flowers are so delicate and charming, and the flower color is pure purple. Pea flowers, like butterflies resting on soft stems, green vegetables burst out of the golden branches like fireworks erupting. The broad bean tweed, like the eyes of spring, looks at the world curiously.

After lunch, the host brought out a good wine—Luo Fuchun.

"You have to work hard all your life, and you can enjoy today." Buddha Seal Dao.

Su Shi took the lead and continued: "The wine is gradually fading and the wind is soft, while I can still drink a few glasses, drink!" ”

"Brother Xian, you still said in the word "Nanxiangzi", 'Everything is a dream in the end, rest and rest, and tomorrow the yellow flower butterfly will also be worried.' Yes, cheers, no drunk. ”

Everyone happily ate a table full of local specialties, fragrant plum cabbage button pork, braised rooster, steamed sweet potatoes and vegetarian fried vegetables.

Drunk, beautiful. The Buddha Yin lay on the table, and after a while, he fell asleep.