Chapter 185: The Wonderful Use of Flowers

"Young Heavenly Concubine, please," Qingfeng stretched out his hand to the Nine Shadows and invited.

"Oh oh" Jiuyou nodded stunned, walked directly to his carriage, and just opened the door to get into the carriage, he found Qiao Zhi sitting in it. Jiuyou was stunned for a moment, got into the carriage and walked in. The doors quickly closed on their own.

Qingfeng skillfully drove the heavenly carriage, flew into the air, and began the expedition.

Jiuyou saw that there were car windows on both sides, and he was curious to open it to take a look, but when the window opened nearby, the cold wind suddenly poured directly into it, blowing Jiuyou's hair messy.

The speed is too fast, caused by air pressure, Qiao Zhi waved his hand helplessly, and a natural barrier appeared outside the car window, Jiuyou stretched out his hand and pulled his hair a few times at will, and looked out, she was stunned when she looked directly.

Wow, are they flying in the clouds? At a glance, the endless faint blue clouds are stacked on top of each other, like a mirage, which is really beautiful and spectacular.

As she continued to fly, she gradually saw a red glow in the distance, and in the red glow, there was a day when the white light was extremely dazzling, which was really beautiful.

Is there a miracle?

"This is the sunrise in the east, the sky is shining into the clouds, and the sky in the clouds is red for a while" Qiao Zhi seemed to have a good understanding and said directly and calmly.

"Sunrise? Oh, I know, the beauty of the sunrise is better than the tranquility. The sunrise is bright, and the beauty is in the world.

Qiao Zhi smiled lightly and said, "The sun is just beginning to shine, and thousands of mountains are like fire. A round of heaven in an instant, driving away the stars and the waning moon. ”

Is this going to be with her to the rhythm of the poem? Jiuyou searched for the contents of the books he saw in his mind, and suddenly had a flash of inspiration and said, "The thread of the mustache is spitting and falling, and the wheels are red."

Qiao Zhi smiled lightly, waved his hand directly, a set of tea sets appeared, and he brewed tea leisurely, such a beautiful scenery, how could there be no tea.

Jiu quietly watched him perform the tea ceremony, only to feel that his hands were really flexible, and she was stunned for a while.

Qiao Zhi saw that she had been staring at her hands, thinking of that day when she said that her hands were good-looking, her demeanor was somewhat unnatural, and in the small space, the quiet atmosphere made people a little flustered, he immediately waved his hand, and a bone piano appeared out of thin air, and then played on its own.

The sound of the piano pulled back Jiuyou's thoughts, and she asked enviously, "Qiao Zhi, how did you train your hands, how can you be so good-looking?" ”

Practice? The corners of Qiao Zhi's mouth twitched, and he was very speechless and said, "I am long."

Oh, Jiuyou replied in frustration, I wanted to ask him how he practiced and how to maintain it, but I didn't expect that there was no shortcut, hey, what if she really wanted to have such a pair of good-looking hands, so envious.

Jiuyou looked helplessly at the bone qin that no one played the self-playing music, and suddenly remembered that he seemed to have a lot of pianos, and Jiuyou asked curiously, "Your piano seems to be a lot, how many are there?" ”

"There are only five on the table," Qiao Zhi said calmly.

"Wow, what do they look like, can I take a look?" Jiuyou asked curiously.

Qiao Zhi waved his hand, and the remaining four guqins appeared out of thin air, showing in front of Jiuyou like a ladder.

"Hey, why is there another one that is broken, and all the strings are broken?" Jiuyou saw that one of them was particularly different, and asked curiously.

Qiao Zhi's eyes darkened when he saw it, this Lei Jiao Mu Guqin was the best piano in his hand, after being struck by the sky and the sun was shining, the sound of the piano played was more sonorous and powerful, crisp and pleasant, but unfortunately the last time he played the forbidden song, it was already broken. "It's called the Thunder Wood Guqin, which has been struck by lightning for nearly 5,000 years, the sun is shining, absorbing the power of the sun, moon and stars, but unfortunately it was broken before, and now I haven't found a suitable material to repair it."

"Wow, it sounds so powerful, it's a pity, it's all bad, so the remaining four, do they also have their own names?" Jiuyou asked again curiously.

"Yes, this sycamore wood guqin is made of the heart of the 1,200-year-old sycamore tree, named Tongyun, this fir guqin is made of 1,700-year-old spirit cedar, called Shanshan, this jade qin, made of the best spirit jade, called Gu Ling" Qiao Zhi calmly explained.

"What about that?" Jiuyou asked with one hand pointing to the bone qin that was playing music next to him.

"It is made from the bones of 3,300-year-old heavenly horses, and it is called the horse-head qin."

"Ah, it's so ugly" Jiuyou took out his bone flute and compared it, and found that the material was the same, and asked curiously, "Is this piano also made of Pegasus bones?" ”

"Well, they're made from the same horse bone."

"Ah, that piano is called a horse-head flute, so isn't my flute called a horse-head flute?" Jiuyou said disgustedly.

"Hmm," Qiao Zhi smiled lightly.

"No, no, it's too ugly, you see that your other four pianos have such beautiful names, why do you take such ugly names when you get to it, this is discrimination" Jiuyou said angrily.

Qiao Zhi waved his hand helplessly and accepted the other four pianos, this horse-head qin, the world calls it that, what's so strange.

"Why don't we give them a new name?" Jiuyou approached Qiao Zhi and said awkwardly.

Qiao Zhi made tea, took a cup and handed it to her, and said calmly, "Whatever you want."

"It's your piano, then it's called Qiaoqiao, and this is my flute, it's called Youyou, how about it?" Jiuyou asked seriously.

"Good" Qiao Zhi glanced at her helplessly, for him, left and right are just a name.

"Qiaoqiao, Youyou, it's so good, only I can think of it, I'm really talented," Jiuyou boasted complacently.

The corners of Joe's mouth twitched. found out for the first time, it turned out that she still had such a narcissistic cheeky side.

Jiuyou ignored his heart, took a sip of tea, and asked like a curious baby, "What kind of tea is this?" ”

"Lingpu tea," Qiao Zhi said calmly.

"Next time I'll give you some flower tea to drink, let me tell you, each flower, they have their own flowering period and flower language, are the best gift from God, like people, have their own different moods and qualities, very interesting." Jiuyou said seriously.

Qiao Zhi smiled lightly.

Jiuyou looked at it, he was silent, thinking that he didn't believe it, and continued to talk about Kaikai:

"Don't believe it, like the white rose, it is pure white and flawless, its character is honest and noble, innocent and humble, and its flower language is worthy of you.

The blue rose, also known as the blue enchantress, is also known as the blue enchantress, the dark blue contains a touch of sadness, it is precious and rare, and its character is pure, kind, and generous, and its flower language is that meeting is a kind of fate, representing a miracle.

There are many colors of roses, each of which exists separately and is all-encompassing, such as red roses are enthusiastic and unrestrained, and the flower language is a strong love. The yellow rose is loyal, and the flower language is to apologize for love. The green rose is innocent and simple, and the flower language is that I only love you. The black rose is mysterious and evil, and the flower language is for all of me.

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The other side flower, one of the saddest ten flowers in the world, the Buddhist name is Manzhu Sawah, the flower blooms for a thousand years, the flower falls for a thousand years, and never meets. Love is not cause and effect, fate is destined for life and death, legend has it that it is a flower voluntarily thrown into hell, sent back by the demons, but still wandering on the Huangquan Road, the demons can't bear it, so they agreed to let her drive on this road, to give a guide and comfort to the souls who have left the human world. Blooming on the other side of the Santu River, which connects the three worlds of humans, the underworld, and demons, it is said that its fragrance can awaken the memories of the deceased. It is said that in the beginning Manju Sawa was all white. When the ghost is absorbed, it turns red. And its flower language is desperate love. ”

Qiao Zhi silently looked at her excited Kai Kai and talked, picked up the teacup in front of her when she was thirsty, took a dry sip, picked up the teapot with a light smile, and refilled her with a cup.

Jiuyou saw that he didn't interrupt himself, while drinking tea, and listening carefully, he suddenly became interested, and continued "In fact, among all the flowers, I like the white gardenia the most, it is small and exquisite, pure white and flawless, pure and romantic, its character is strong and waiting, its flower language is the person you love, they are waiting for you all their lives, eternal love has always been around you, never left."

Qiao Zhi looked at her in surprise, people are like flowers, flowers represent human character, it seems that she is also a romantic person by nature. Qiao Zhi continued to pick up the teacup and took a leisurely sip.

"By the way, Qiao Zhi, what flowers do you like?" Jiuyou asked suspiciously.

"It's all good, I don't like it the most," Qiao Zhi said calmly.

"However, I don't like it the most, and it's also the most picky," Jiuyou said disdainfully.

Joe is full of black lines. Who told her about these crooked reasoning.

"In fact, they have other interesting places, every flower in the world has its flower language, and it also has the deep meaning it represents. For example, if you do something wrong and want to apologize to someone, you send it a yellow rose to make peace. If you secretly love someone, but can't say it, you give her a pink rose and let it convey to you the first love that you secretly hide in your heart. If you are angry and don't want to deal with her, you give her a impatiens, its flower language is don't touch me, as long as someone touches its seeds, the seeds will explode instantly, just like people are angry, it is a very temperamental flower ......".

Qiao Zhi smiled lightly, she knew a lot about this. When she said this, he felt that everything had vitality and all flowers had color. It is like giving them fresh life and blooming their different flowers.

Jiuyou heard the appreciation of her in his heart, and he was even happier, and said more energetically, "You know what? Not only are they fun, they're useful. For example, gardenia, has the medicinal effect of purging fire and removing troubles, clearing heat and diuretic, cooling blood and detoxifying, flowers can be used as spices for tea, and fruits can reduce inflammation and dispel heat. For example, roses have the effect of soothing the liver and opening depression, regulating qi and invigorating blood, as well as beautifying and nourishing the skin, roses are not only very beautiful, but also a symbol of love. It is also very suitable for people who are anxious, depressed, uncomfortable, or depressed, too stressed, and easily irritable and irritable......"

Qiao Zhi watched her come with her mouth open, talking about it all over, a little surprised, I didn't expect her to be so good at plant pharmacology, it seems that in the future, Confucian and Wensheng can focus on cultivating her talent in alchemy and medicine.