Xiang Yang looked at Ziwei pouting and was unhappy, and hurriedly ran over to apologize: "Good county lord, don't be angry, I'll tease you, next time I don't dare to overstep, let's go, I'll teach you to fly a kite." Don't be angry, okay. ”

Ziwei ran against the wind like Xiangyang, and then put the line while pulling, watching herself fly the kite into the sky. Happy smile blossomed: "The mother said, whoever has fun with me, the mother will reward whom, you have a lot of fun with me today, I will tell the mother later, and the mother will reward you." ”

A smile appeared on Xiang Yang's face, and soon he covered his emotions, looked at the kite, and said flatteringly: "Don't dare to ask for a reward, my life belongs to the county lord, as long as the county lord is happy, I will be happy." ”

While running with Ziwei, he instructed: "Make the line a little longer." Yes, yes, fly the kite high in this way, and the higher the kite flies, the better the luck. ”

The higher the kite is flown higher, the more creative it becomes. Let your dreams fly and your laughter fly.

Some people in the mansion saw that the county lord was having fun, and they took out kites to play with the county lord.

Flying in the sky, fairies, animals, Monkey King's kites, these finely made, colorful kites come to life, compete with each other, and dot the clear sky in the evening.

………

"County Lord, be careful." Xiaomei's exclamation was not finished, and suddenly Ziwei felt that her hand was empty and the thread was broken. Her heart: "Dong" jumped, the kite hung high on the crape myrtle tree, and the soul that floated out was frightened back.

Xiaomei ran over panting, the county lord trembled half a short line in his hand, and complained to Xiaomei with a pout: "Why didn't you say it earlier, it's good now, how can you take the kite hanging so high." ”

Ziwei craned her neck and looked at the kite, looking helpless.

Xiaomei ran over panting, took a breath, hurriedly took out a silk handkerchief and gently wiped the sweat stains off the county lord's face, and comforted: "Don't worry, the county lord, this is the courtyard where the sons live, Xiang Gongzi's martial arts are very high, I will go to Xiang Gongzi to help you get it." ”

The depression on Ziwei's face immediately dissipated, and she said happily: "Go, go, go and move the rescuers." ”

Xiaomei swept up a gust of wind and ran away.

Crape myrtle circled around the tree in a hurry.

This crape myrtle tree is ten meters high, the trunk is very thick, it grows very luxuriant, and it looks like a big green umbrella blocking the sunlight from a distance, and the beautiful kite hangs on the tree, and a gust of wind blows gently, and the beautiful kite rolls up the wide green leaves and ripples, and the beauty seems to be dancing; It was as if riding the wind, and a gust of wind blew, the leaves danced more happily, and the beauties swayed faster.

The kite swayed so that Ziwei was unsettled, restless, and anxious to scratch her ears and cheeks, and only later did she come back to her taste, Xiang Yang told her that she was going out of the house today to do something, and it was estimated that she would come later to accompany her to fly the kite, and I don't know if he would return to the house at this time. I'm afraid that the rescuers didn't go to the beautiful kite and rode the wind, how can this be good: "By the way, it is better to save yourself when waiting for someone to help." ”

An idea came up, and Ziwei looked around, looking for tools to save herself. I found a stick and put it in my hand, it was too heavy, I couldn't throw it far, I threw the stick away, my eyes fell on the stones of different sizes, I was happy, I bent down to pick up the stones, I picked a handful of stones of different shapes, and ran to the tree happily, aimed at the kite, and threw the stone upward, trying to knock the kite down.

With a "bang", the stone rose into the air and fell.

Ziwei's unyielding strength came up, and she tiptoed and threw stones, which "swished" through the bushes and disappeared.

Before Ziwei could gain a firm foothold, suddenly, a stone broke through the air with a "whoosh" sound, and the stone grazed her right side, fell behind her, and rolled for a long distance before stopping.

The frightened crape myrtle took a few steps back before stopping, and her frightened heart "dongdong" jumped straight like a drum, and it took a long time to return to her position, and she turned her head to see that it was the stone she just threw out to hit the kite, how did it come back.

"Who disturbs my sleep." A cold swishing word came out of a crack in the tree.

Crape myrtle took a long time to come back to her senses, it turned out that someone was sleeping on the tree, hurriedly dropped the stone, patted the dust on her little hand, leaned under the tree, held her head high, and searched for people hiding there, only to see that in the middle of the tree, in the embrace of green shade, there were two branches stretched aggrievedly to the east and west, and it actually became a "V" shape. A natural hammock is formed, and a person is nestled in the hammock, with a corner of a black robe resting on a branch.

Ziwei grinned happily. guessed that only Shui Zhihan liked to wear black robes the most in the mansion, not who else would he be. She greeted warmly: "Is Shui Zhihan you?" So high, how did you get up? Help me get the kite off the tree, okay? ”

There was silence all around, and there was no response. Only crape myrtle's voice echoed. A smile froze on Ziwei's lips, and the light receded a little in her eyes. She tried to make contact with him: "Shui Zhihan, I know it's you, why don't you keep up, please do me a favor and take down the kite from the tree, okay?" ”

What answered Ziwei was the sound of the wind sweeping the beautiful kite and slapping the leaves, she was in a hurry and roared loudly: "Are you deaf? Or dumb? What are you doing there? ”

"The county lord speaks foul language." A cold voice penetrated Ziwei's ears, and she was so angry that she grabbed the stone on the ground, jumped up and threw it up.

The second stone was thrown out, and without a "whoosh" of the kite, a stone passed through the bushes, passed by her left side, and landed beside it.

"The county is rough." A voice without temperature blew coldly.

Ziwei ran backwards in shock, stood far away under the tree, and stared angrily: "Roar! Roar! Roar! Endure! Endure! Endure! ”

The fire pressure rushed up, rushed down, and couldn't hold it down, Ziwei roared without fear of death: "You are not a man, you don't have a man's demeanor, this little favor is not enough to help." ”

"Does the county lord want to verify his identity?" a joke came over lightly.

"Good women don't fight with men, so tasteless men don't ask you." Ziwei scolded in her hateful belly, stepped on the ants on the ground with her feet, and cursed fiercely: "Trample on you black-hearted and black-livered ants, trample on you ruthless and unrighteous ants." Why don't you dig a hole in the tree and let the tree fall and kill you......"

"Hehe, who dares to make the county lord angry?" A figure floated in from behind the arch, Yuan Ye's evil eyes showed a sneer, and the corners of his mouth curled high.

Suddenly, Ziwei was embarrassed, and she was silent for a long time, what could she say, she only heard her voice and didn't see her person, and she didn't see who she was tricked by, wouldn't it become a joke if she was known? If you guess wrong, wouldn't you have wronged a good person?

Yuan Ye blinked his eyes and looked at Ziwei meaningfully: "Willing to serve the county lord, does the county lord need me to do anything?" Please command! ”

Ziwei's face slowly changed color, and she looked better, raising her pink little face and squeezing out a flattering smile: "Please help me take down the kite from the tree." ”

"Willing to serve the county lord" Yuan Ye circled around the tree, tiptoed and stretched out his hand to dance with the kite, without even touching the edge of the kite, the kite hung high on the tree and fluttered in the wind. Yuan Ye spread his hands and said embarrassedly: "County Lord, Yuan Ye can't get the kite." ”

Ziwei's face changed several times in an instant, and she begged with a crying voice: "Help me find a way to take it down, I like to play with kites very much." ”

The evil in Yuan Ye's eyes became even stronger, and he looked at Ziwei's forbearance with a smile, and he was very happy. He endured this pleasure and comforted Ziwei very righteously: "Don't worry, county lord, there will be a way to make your kite fly."

Crape Myrtle's eyes bent into crescent moons. Then he flattered and said, "Great, the kite is made by Xiangyang, you take it down and let's play together."

Yuan Ye rolled the hem of his robe into a ball and tied it on his belt, rolled up his sleeves, held the smooth tree pole and pouted his buttocks, and kicked up with his feet.

The sound of the kite flapping the branches and rolling the leaves "whoosh" made Ziwei's heart tighten for a while, and Ziwei stared at the kite nervously for fear of being scratched by the branches.

Seeing this scene, Yuan Ye jumped down from the tree: "County Lord, do you know what kind of tree this is?"

Ziwei rolled her eyes, pouted, and told him disdainfully; "Crape myrtle tree."

Yuan Ye raised his eyebrows lightly, and a smile appeared on his lips: "There are other names for this tree, do you know?" ”

Crape myrtle raised her eyebrows high, like a proud peacock looking up at him: "The mother said that crape myrtle flowers bloom red for 100 days, and crape myrtle flowers are very beautiful when they bloom in summer, and the flowering period is as long as three months, so they are also called 'full house'."

Yuan Ye leaned lazily on the tree, shook his right leg, patted the smooth trunk, and the whole tree trembled again, teasing: "Do you still know the name of this tree?"

Ziwei felt a tingling sensation in her scalp, and her psychology produced strange emotions, and she frowned dissatisfied; "What do you want to say?"

"Hehehe" A chuckle overflowed from Yuan Ye's thin lips, and a handsome face revealed an evil expression

The laughing Ziwei was furious in her heart, and she looked at him with fire in her eyes; "What do you mean, if you have something to say, if you have a fart, you can let it go, you don't look like a man."

"Hehehehe, don't be annoyed by the county lord, let Yuan Ye slowly tell the county lord." After finishing speaking, Yuan Ye held his breath, cocked his buttocks, hugged the tree like a monkey, climbed up to half a person high, "swooped" and rolled down, and spread his hands helplessly: "Yuan Ye doesn't have to bear the trust of the county lord,"

Yuan Ye sighed, squinted his evil purple eyes slightly, and squinted at the angry crape myrtle: "It's not that Yuan Ye doesn't help, but he has more than enough heart and not enough strength, the county lord doesn't know, the crape myrtle tree is a very interesting flower tree, it has a characteristic: crape myrtle flowers bloom for a hundred days, and the branches are all moving." In addition to the crape myrtle tree called 'whooping red', 'long-lasting flower' and 'full house',"

Yuan Ye paused, glanced at the crape myrtle with a changing expression, leaned against the tree with his shoulders, and muttered in a vague voice: "This crape myrtle tree is actually also called 'monkey thorn tree', 'barkless tree', 'itchy tree'。。。。。 So I can't climb up. ”

"You're a bad person! You're a bad person... Ziwei's little face was flushed, and she grabbed the stone and ran over to smash Yuan Ye, jumping under the tree and scolding unconcealedly, wanting to scold all the resentment in her heart before she could relieve her hatred.

Yuan Ye rushed to the bushes with a "whoosh" and laughed "hahaha".

Laughter echoed through the trees.

Scolding screamed desperately under the tree.