"This Hundred Flowers Festival is not a beauty pageant, nor is it a flower viewing and appreciation, but a unique blind date festival in Yancheng.

The one who has the most say in Yan Cheng is Yan Lang. ”

Baili Qianmu raised his eyebrows, but he didn't expect that there was still the Yan family in this group of people.

Yan Cheng, I heard my mother say it in my memory.

Yan Lang came out of the queue and talked eloquently about the customs and customs of Yancheng Huadu.

Yancheng Huadu, a paradise in the world, the road is not forgotten, and the night is not closed.

The whole city is filled with the fragrance of flowers, where there are flowers, there are naturally famous mountains and rivers, and they are inseparable from the gurgling river, so Yancheng is a flower, a tea, a boat, a folk tune, a version of the land of fish and rice in the south of the Yangtze River in the previous life, and a place to enjoy a comfortable and quiet life.

It is a paradise that everyone yearns for in a slow pace.

Yan Cheng, the homeland of the Empress Dowager of the Water Moon Empire, her mother's home.

Baili Qianmu thought, only such a good place can raise people who are not good-looking but have unique bones, uninhibited rules and etiquette.

"The DPRK has never heard of a person surnamed Yan as an official, why is this?"

Since you have great talent, why don't you serve the court, and how can the court let go of the talent for managing affairs?

"The Yan family is different from other thousand-year-old families, strictly speaking, the Yan family is older than the thousands of thousand-year-old families in the world.

The ancestor of the Yan family: Women do not marry Gaomenzi, men do not marry Gaomen women, monogamy from generation to generation, only seek peace and security from generation to generation, and the lineage lives in a corner of Yancheng, and the other collateral lines are at peace with encounters, all over the firmament continent.

The descendants of the Yan family are responsible for guarding the upper and lower ranks of the Yan family, not clinging to the upper ninth stream, let alone contaminating the imperial power, and mixing in the lower ninth stream for generations, hidden in the market.

However, there are always exceptions, the daughter of the Yan family fell in love with the prince of the East Palace in the previous generation, and the daughter of the Yan family was willing to ask for expulsion from the house, not violating the ancestral teachings, His Royal Highness the Prince vacated the East Palace for her, and later ascended the throne without a concubine in the six palaces, so she had only one son of the current emperor.

Although there are many royal descendants in the court, they are all collateral ......"

"A son?" Baili Qianmu is slandered in his heart, what is the matter with the nightshape?

The Yan family, if they do not cling to the imperial power and wealth, they will be passed down from generation to generation, so that their descendants can be peaceful from generation to generation, and they only seek peace and well-being.

Mixed in the market but different from the market, leaving the reputation of the scholarly family to spread all over the world and take root in the firmament continent, otherwise the imperial power will be replaced, why is this Yan family the only one left.

Yan Cheng, this is so different from this world, when the world mentions it, they only know that the little flower is Yan Cheng, and it can't be on the table, but in fact, I am afraid that the people in control of the imperial power dare not offend.

The big is hidden in the city, the small is hidden in the forest, Wanzhou, the sky continent, I only wish to be everywhere like a flower.

"Master, can they afford to march in such a hurry? Can you make it today?

As soon as you climb out of the water, you have to measure this thousand miles with your feet. ”

The weeping willows are fluttering, the river is turquoise, and there are many weeping willows planted on the embankment of the moat, and tables of many materials are placed randomly against the weeping willows.

There are people who drink tea and chat, there are people who drink tea to watch the scenery, there are people who drink tea and play chess and shout, and there are people who drink tea and shout across the other side, the only thing that is the same is the indifferent and peaceful smile of satisfaction on the face.

Hua Jieyu got up and refilled the teacup of Baili Qianmu.

Half a month ago in Jiumu Pass, the group of Wanzhou gentlemen was divided into three, led by Gu Yi, Chu Gao, and Yan Lang, each holding a topographic map and trekking over the mountains and mountains, and they had to arrive at Yancheng after half a month to converge.