Chapter 218, Picking Lychees

Ye Liangchen glared at him, with flames in his eyes that were about to erupt, as if they were about to burn him.

In the end, a certain woman retracted her anger, took the roast leg of lamb in her hand, and tore it viciously.

Gong Jingchen felt that her gaze was a little terrifying, and hurriedly sandwiched a piece of roast mutton for her and put it in a celadon bowl, and said with a sneer: "Brother Li, come on, come on, eat some more." ”

He said that, of course Ye Liangchen was unceremoniously. Although this roasted whole sheep suffered a lot of gas, it was always full.

At this time, she remembered that Murong Yan invited her out tomorrow, and she wanted to keep in shape!

Thinking of this, Ye Liangchen simply regretted it!

At this time, Miao Shi came over angrily and pulled her: "Miss, that Zhao Tianxiang bullied me, he just snatched more than half of my roast mutton." ”

Ye Liangchen twisted his eyebrows, it was really difficult for a Qing official to cut off family affairs.

"If you rob it, you will rob it, let's not be sad, I'll make you a hot pot when I go back." Ye Liangchen smiled and touched her head.

Miao Shi nodded, glanced at Zhao Tianxiang proudly, and continued: "Miss, why don't we leave now." ”

"Okay." Ye Liangchen stood up excitedly, and disappeared after a while with Miaoshi.

Gong Jingchen didn't pay attention for a while, and then found that the seat next to him was empty. Suddenly, a man's smile froze on his face.

It's not interesting to leave after eating.

Gong Jingchenjun's face twitched, and he ordered someone to remove the roasted whole sheep.

At this time, Murong Yan drove his horse to the place called Quandao, he was dressed in white and danced, his eyebrows were handsome, and the corners of his mouth were filled with a faint smile, which made the flowers and trees of the Zhou Kingdom lose their color.

When he really came to Quandao, he sighed that he really "didn't know the true face of Lushan, only because he was in this mountain!" ”

The topography of Quandao is special, like an island but not an island, like a mountain but not a mountain. And there are all kinds of exotic grasses growing around, and the most important thing is that there are large patches of lychees, each of which is full of grains and has a burst of fragrance.

Not far away was a lake with fog in it, but if you looked closely, it was a hot spring. But this hot spring is different from other places, and it is even strange.

Murong Yan couldn't help but sigh, it was really a paradise, but he didn't expect Chen Guogong to find a good place to live for himself.

Murong Yan was obviously a little surprised, although there were no strange things in this world, but this was the first time he had seen this kind of scene.

At this time, a kind old man came over, the old man had kind eyebrows, and his tone of voice was also very kind, with a question on his face: "Son, who are you looking for, if you can't find a way out, Lao Er can help you find it." ”

Because many people get lost when they come here, it is not surprising that the old man is not surprised.

Murong Yan hurriedly gave a salute and bowed slightly: "Under Murong Yan, come to find Chen Guogong, I don't know if the old man can lead the way." ”

The old man glanced at Murong Yan with appreciation, and said with a smile: "It turns out that you are Murong Shizi, and the old man really admires the name of Shizi for a long time." In fact, the old man is Chen Guogong, I don't know what the son is doing when he is looking for the old man? ”

Murong Yan just felt that the old man was very kind just now, but now that he took a closer look, he found that the old man really responded to that sentence, the dragon and the phoenix among the people.

Although the old man was gray-haired, his eyes were still bright. Full of wisdom, a gray robe embroidered with auspicious cloud patterns, gestures, by no means mortal.

"It turns out that the old man is Chen Guogong, and Murong Yan is polite. The younger generation came this time to ask for lychees for her sweetheart, because she liked it very much. ”

After speaking, Murong Yan smiled lightly. Although the corners of the eyes and eyebrows are humble and polite, they are also half taken up by joy.

"That old man thinks about it, Murong Gongzi must be a person who values love and righteousness, otherwise how could he work so hard to find lychees." The old man laughed and walked forward, smiling.

Murong Yan hurriedly followed, and asked anxiously, "Uncle, then how can you agree to the request of the junior?" ”

The old man touched his beard and looked at him with interest: "This is simple, the son doesn't need to be in a hurry, wait for the old man to explain the requirements in detail." It's just that the son of the world is willing to sit in the old man's humble house? ”

"Murong is afraid that there is still a way to go, but if you want to get it, you must be willing to give it, so if the old man has something to say."

Murong Yan's clear voice echoed around him, intermingling with the sound of the bird.

After a while, the two came to their residence. It is a small house, the walls of the house are made up of poems, the courtyard is planted with elegant bamboo, and there are a few flower trees peach blossom pear blossom apricot blossom, which makes the small house more charming.

Murong Yan felt very happy, not by age, then they might also become like-minded friends.

The old man invited him to sit down: "Childe, please take a seat." ”

Murong Yan bowed to the old man and bowed slightly.

The old man then spoke: "Gongzi is also a person who understands poetry, calligraphy, lyrics and etiquette, and I have long heard that Murong Gongzi is talented, so the old man will come to test you today." ”

Murong Yan nodded: "Uncle, please speak, the younger generation has been taught." ”

"The old man thinks that the scenery of this spring island is as beautiful as it is, so he made a 'picture of all the mountains'" Chen Guogong touched his beard and looked at him thoughtfully.

Murong Yan didn't think much about it, so he replied: "Although this Spring Island is as beautiful as the scenery, there is no water, but it is like losing the soul. That's why the younger generation will take 'no water, no article'"

The old man's eyes were full of approval after hearing this, and then he continued: "Murong Shizi is really not empty and talented, and the old man admires it. However, the old man still wants to ask the prince a question, I don't know if the prince is willing to answer? ”

"Uncle, please speak, but I don't know if the younger generation can answer." Murong Yan was humble and polite, in fact, he was also in awe of Chen Guogong. Indifferent to fame and fortune, and having fun with the landscape. It would be great if I could live like this with Liangchen in the future.

Thinking of this, Murong Yan's eyes had a hint of longing.

The prince was modest, and the old man began to ask. If you were given a rope, how would you make it enclose the ground? ”

Murong Yan smiled lightly, with confidence in his eyes: "If the junior has a rope, the junior only needs to make a random circle, because the place outside is the place circled by the junior." ”

After hearing this, the old man stroked his beard happily, with exclamation in his eyes: "Murong Shizi's answer is really wonderful, Shizi will definitely do great things in the future!" ”

"Uncle praised, I'm just a little clever. It's just that this lychee, can the old man give it to me? Murong Yan stood up and couldn't help but think of Ye Liangchen's surprised smile.

"Although Murong Shizi picks it, the old man just wanted the prince to chat with the old man, so the prince is not strange."

The old man waved his robe, and Lang walked away with a smile. Murong Yan had just raised his eyes, and he had already disappeared.

Murong Yan walked out of the courtyard, and he found the most lush lychee tree and jumped up. The lychees on this tree are the fattest, and you will like it if you come to Liangyichen.

After he finished picking, he couldn't wait to get on the horse and gallop towards the capital.