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Fu Zhixing stayed in Xucheng, killing three birds with one stone, not only for official business, but also for Yan Hagi, and the ninth day of June is the lotus festival in Xucheng, which is the day and the birthday of the lotus flower. Viewing lotus in midsummer is not only for the beauty of flowers, but also for enjoying the coolness. In the fragrance of flowers, under the moonlight, spending the night on the surface of the water is really a fairy-like life.

While watching the lotus flowers, you can not only enjoy the performances of the singers and dancers, but also taste the delicacies made of lotus flowers, such as lotus rice, lotus leaf pork ribs, lotus cake, lotus seed porridge, lotus root soup, and you can also drink lotus wine and lotus tea.

Yan Hagi knew that the amount of wine was not good, and he was afraid of being rude in front of people, so he replaced the wine with tea, and sat on the high platform by the lake with all the wives, "Mrs. Lu, this dish is very good-looking, I don't know what the name of the dish is?" ”

Mrs. Lu said with a smile: "This red is a lotus, white is tofu, in the early morning, the lotus picking girl picks the lotus flower, removes its heart, blanches it in boiling water, and the tofu is boiled together, red and white are staggered, just like the glow of the snow glow, so it has the reputation of 'snow xia soup'." ”

Yan Hagi tasted it, and his chin bowed, "Tender and delicious, with a fragrant aftertaste." This dish has good color, flavor and flavor. ”

"Madam, you can also try this step-by-step lotus soup, which is light and sweet." Mrs. Lu introduced her.

Yan Hagi drank a few sips according to his words, this soup is stewed with fresh lotus root and pig's trotters, and the cook skimmed off the slick oil, fresh but not greasy, and the aftertaste is endless.

The ladies are talking about food here, and the men are commenting on the singing and dancing girls, saying: "Hibiscus is not as good as beauty makeup, and the water hall is fragrant." ”

That said: "The phoenix eyes are half-bent and hide amber, and the red lips are cherries." ”

Food, color, sex, too.

Fu Zhixing didn't stop them, of course he wouldn't comment on those singers and dances with them, and his eyes didn't fall on those vulgar fans, he saw that it was Yan Hagi, and when he saw the sweetness of Yan Hagi's food, he was relieved.

The singer who plays the role of the lotus fairy, holding the pipa, sings a small song while playing, "Green water and Fuqu, red and white are all open." The wind is blowing and the lotus fragrance is constantly ...... fluttered and flew away, and the six-baht clothes were thin...... Every time you have a thin life, you still hope that Lang Jun will be affectionate. ”

After singing a song, she was attracted to meet the adults, she was prepared for the prefect, but now, with Fu Zhixing, the minister of the Qin Mission, the prefect of the road, is polite, and he doesn't dare to enjoy it.

"Ling Bo has seen the adults, please have mercy." Ling Bo curtsied, bowing her head to reveal her snow-white neck, although she was a Qing Qi'er, but a month ago, she had been bought by a wealthy merchant in the city, and was going to be dedicated to the prefect of Lu today.

The lady stopped talking here and looked over, Mrs. Lu also looked at Yan Hao sympathetically, she thought that there would be another concubine in the house, but she didn't expect the minister to suddenly arrive and solve one of her worries.

Yan Hagi was not worried at all, she was leisurely eating lotus leaf lotus seed soup.

Fu Zhixing coldly glanced at Ling Bo, who was pretending to be in a state, "There is no shortage of fire girls in my house. ”

Ling Bo looked up at Fu Zhixing in shock, she was very good-looking, everyone who had seen her all bowed down under her pomegranate skirt, this adult was not only not moved, but also belittled her like this, so that she was extremely angry when she came out to meet the guests. However, after she saw Fu Zhixing's appearance clearly, she felt that it was natural for this adult not to be attracted by her beauty.

"That's it for today." Fu Zhixing got up and left the table and walked towards Yan Hao.

"My lord, Ling Bo is willing to serve your lord as a slave and a servant." Limbo fought for himself.

Fu Zhixing didn't hear it, and asked Yan Hao softly, "Are you full?" ”

Yan Hao had just finished eating lotus seed porridge, and when he saw him coming, he raised his lips and smiled, "I'm full." ”

"Eat all over your mouth." Fu Zhixing took out a handkerchief and helped her wipe off the little porridge left on her mouth.

"Can I go?" Yan Hao asked with a smile.

Fu Zhixing took her hand, "You can go." ”

Watching the couple leave hand in hand, Mrs. Lu had envy in her eyes, "It's easy to ask for priceless treasures, and it's rare to have a lover." ”

In the early morning of the next day, Fu Zhixing and Yan Hagi left Xucheng and boarded the ship again, Yan Hagi was not used to it again, and vomited again, "It seems that I can only take a short distance, not a long distance." "Yesterday, Yan Hagi sat on the painting boat and admired the lotus and was not dizzy, Fu Zhixing thought that her seasickness problem had been solved.

Yan Hagi was seasick, in poor spirits, and groggy all day. Fu Zhixing stayed by her side, either reading a book, or playing with his left and right hands.

"Shizi, there seems to be a boat following us behind." Captain Han Fei came over to report.

Fu Zhixing's eyes were slightly cold, "Tighten your guard." "The river is so wide that you can't stop others from boating.

In the evening, the boat docked at the wild pier. Ercao brought the boiled millet porridge into the cabin, Fu Zhixing fed Yan Hao to eat, and waited for her to rinse her mouth, and when she washed her face and lay down again, she lowered her head and pecked her lightly on the lips, "Have a good rest, go to Luocheng in two days, and take you to eat good things." ”

"Okay." Yan Hagi smiled and closed his eyes.

Fu Zhi walked out, and Han Fei came to report again, "Shizi, the ship that followed us is docked not far away. ”

"If there's no change, don't pay attention." Fu Zhixing said in a deep voice.

At this time, there was a sound of the piano outside, melodious and beautiful, like crying and complaining.

"Where's the sound of the piano?" Fu Zhixing asked coldly.

The time has passed, this hour, some people who like to go to bed early, all go to bed to rest, stroking the piano disturbs people's dreams, very annoying, okay?

Fu Zhixing frowned, walked to the bow of the boat, and saw a woman dressed in white on the shore, stroking the piano there. Under the moon like water, a soft woman sits elegantly beside the piano case, her long black hair fluttering slightly in the evening breeze.

At this time, this scene is like a fairy in the moon coming to the world, beautiful.

Han Fei subconsciously glanced at Fu Zhixing, and saw that Fu Zhixing's face was expressionless, but his eyes kept staring at the girl over there, and he chuckled in his heart, the son of the world would not ...... You think that woman is very charming, right?

Fu Zhixing got down from the bow of the boat and slowly walked towards the girl. Han Fei wanted to protect his safety, so he stubbornly followed.

Walking to the piano case, Fu Zhixing stopped, the person who stroked the piano was Ling Bo, who played the lotus fairy yesterday, she raised her head and looked at Fu Zhixing affectionately, "My lord, Siluo can't be alone, Ling Bo is willing to trust Qiaomu, it is to run at night, and I hope you will take it in." ”

The voice is tactful, like a warbler crying in spring, tugging at people's heartstrings and making people's hearts move. But Fu Zhixing's expression was cold, "Don't play the piano at this time in the future." ”

Ling Bo pursed his lips and smiled, "Don't you think that stroking the qin under the moon is not interesting?" ”

"Disturbance." Fu Zhixing turned around and walked back, "Han Fei, if anyone dares to make a noise again, it will disturb the lady's rest and throw people into the river." ”

"Yes, sir." Han Fei arched his hand.

Ling Bohua's face was pale, his feet were soft, he sat back on the piano bench, looking at Fu Zhixing's back, tears flashed in his eyes, how could there be such a cold-faced Langjun in the world who did not pity the fragrance and cherished the jade?

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Note: The plot needs, I have advanced the Lotus Festival, please forgive me.