The sunset is soft.

The willows are green, and the moonlight wind curtain is half-picked. The afterwind came slowly, the curtain swayed and swayed, just as it was flocculating.

The fragrance then soaked quietly, like cinnamon.

Qiao Ran got out of the curtain, stood on the wheel, looked at the two rows of graceful laurel trees, the smile on his face floated layer by layer, and he looked back and said loudly: "Zhan Zhen, Maoyin, it's almost there!" ”

"Oh, here, here......"

Zu Sheng poked out his sleepy eyes from the window and muttered.

Liu Nong jumped out of the car, fisted his hands in front of his chest, slowly bracketed left and right, listened to the crackling sound of violent beans on his shoulders, was in a happy and comfortable mood, and said with a smile: "After being detained for most of the day, Maoyin will also come down and take a walk!" ”

"Hmm...... That's what it means! ”

When he heard this, Zu Sheng was stretching his waist, his expression was slightly stunned, and then he remembered that he had arrived at the entrance of Qiaoran Manor, and he should get out of the car and walk, so he hurriedly laughed and jumped out of the car.

Qiao Ran waved his sleeves briskly to greet the two, and after nearly twenty days of getting along, the three of them already knew each other. When he proposed to go to his own estate for a while, both of them gladly agreed.

In this trip, all three of them have gained.

Liu Nong's three questions and the poems he sang amazed the audience, and it is expected that his reputation will soon be in Wu County; Qiao Ran and Zu Sheng got the second question, and the poetry was also quite good. In particular, Qiao Ran ghostwrote for Liu Nong, and his hand-held Zhong Xuan was charming and elegant, and he was praised by Fa Qian: the ink is as thin as the wind, and the good bones are small. As for Zu Sheng, Liu Nong has not yet told him that he has been favored by Tao Longxiang, and is ready to say it on the way back to Huating.

The osmanthus flowers on both sides bloom quietly, and half of the summer breeze is warm and drunk. The three young men stepped on clogs, waved their wide sleeves, and were full of spirit and beaming. Behind him was followed by a bullock cart, three or five maids, and more than ten followers.

Wearing out of Guidao, the sleeves of the three people were dyed with a layer of incense, and the manor was lying horizontally in front of them.

Zu Sheng raised his eyes to look, but saw that the white wall was endless, the corners were actually inlaid with vermilion, and the village gate was pure red; Although he had been prepared, he was still shocked by this luxurious scene, and his mouth opened wide. After a while, he sighed: "Yuju, the manor is really ...... True...... It's really elegant, just like it! ”

"Shade is too good!"

Qiao Ran smiled faintly and led the two of them towards the Zhuang Wall.

Although Liu Nong was also slightly shocked, he knew in his heart that the Qiao family started before Qiao Gong, and it was a famous family a hundred years ago and was extremely wealthy, so it is not surprising that there is such a luxurious manor. Moreover, there is still the legacy of the second bridge that has been famous for thousands of years, and when Sun Wu was in Jiangdong, the bridge family waited endlessly. If it weren't for the Wei Dynasty, coupled with the division of the Qiao clan into two, the people would be thinner and thinner, and now there is only one single seedling left, and it will definitely not be reduced to the inferior clan.

At this time, there were already entourages running to the village wall to spread loudly.

When the huge village door slowly opened, Qiao Ran stood in front of the Zhu Gate with his hand, waved his hand, and said with a smile: "Zhan Zhen, Maoyin, please!" ”

Step into it, and you will be in the painting.

Four painting gardens in spring, summer, autumn and winter, layered and clothed. There is a clear stream that goes around the garden, like a turn to the farmland behind the village. Bamboo, willow and pine are planted all over the stream, and the four gardens are covered like floating green seas. But I can see the white walls and black tiles, the vermilion eaves corners, and the gallery everywhere, and I turn my head and see that the flying pavilion is in danger. And people walk in it, and the four colors are different. It is worthy of being a great family that has been inherited for hundreds of years, and it used to be a first-class gate valve.

The three of them walked side by side, roaming along the bluestone road, and the bridge introduced the scenery of the four gardens as they walked.

The manor is huge, and it will be good for a while, and the sunset will fall on the bamboo tops.

Zu Sheng asked dejectedly, "Yuju, how long is it still there?" ”

"Huh? How ......

Qiao Ran turned his head sideways in a daze, and saw that Liu Nong was smiling and his expression was good, while Zu Sheng had empty eyes as if he couldn't open them. looked stunned for a moment, and then suddenly realized, patted his forehead and confessed again and again. When the three of them returned, they did not stay in the mountains and rivers, and they rushed for two days, if they were not happy to return home, they would have been tired. Hurriedly ordered someone to bring the ox cart, smiled and invited Liu Nong and Zu Sheng to the car, and then ran to the garden that had been prepared in his heart.

……

"Woo!"

The slender feet of the blue bird fluttered at the head of the technique, and the body spread suddenly like an ink ball, patting the willow tops and running straight down, waving its wings slowly when approaching the corridor, quietly probing, and then turning the little black bean, lightly touching the palm of the white clear jade.

In the palm of the hand, there is millet.

"Little lady, Da Langjun is back!"

The crunchy voice turned from behind the corridor, and the little girl who was feeding the birds trembled her shoulders slightly, and said softly: "Got it!" Then he raised his hands, and the bluebird fluttered away.

"Smack, smack......"

At this moment, the sound of clogs behind the porch sounded frequently, and the familiar sound ......

Could it be that Brother A, brought that beautiful crane with him?

The little girl was shocked, then put her hand on her waist, turned around slowly, and looked around, there was a brother in the Vermilion Gallery, but she didn't see the beautiful crane. Quietly exhaled a breath, lightly stepped on the blue silk shoes, stepped forward, and asked in a shallow voice: "Brother, is the tour still smooth?" ”

"Very good!"

Qiao Ran turned the corner of the corridor, took the silk handkerchief handed by the maidservant, and said with a smile while wiping sweat: "Little sister, Zhan Zhen and Maoyin are all with me, and they will stay in our garden for a few days." In recent days, how is my little sister doing? ”

"Okay."

The little girl replied quietly, Ran Ran knelt in front of the case, pinched the white child on the case, looked at the plate and thought for a while, and then fell down. Then he smiled faintly: "Brother this trip, I expect to have something to gain." Two days ago, I heard that Gusu was broken, so it had something to do with my brother......"

"Gusu broke the stream?"

Qiao Ran was puzzled, grabbed the tea bowl and looked at the little sister who was playing alone, and saw that her thin eyebrows were as light as a cloud, and the corners of her mouth were slightly smiling, which was really beautiful. But I sighed in my heart: My little sister has been smart since she was a child, and she is better than me in chess and painting. Since my father and mother left, she has taken care of this huge manor alone, if not, how can I go outside! Mr. Ge once said that Hui Yi died...... Brother is gone, little sister ......

"Smack!"

The little girl fell to the chessboard with a sunspot, and seemed to think that this was wonderful, and the smile on the corner of her mouth became thicker, and she said slowly: "Huating Meihe brought her friends to Gusu, and invited people to talk in the Xi Pavilion; At the right time, there were many people who heard about it, and the herds of cattle in the pavilion were drawn, and the boats at the ferry were like a city, so that the ......flow was cut off."

……

The night and the moon flow, silent.

Liu Nong woke up after a nap, and the three-legged golden black bronze lamp quietly spit out the tongue of fire, reflecting the room brightly. Staying silently, the green pothos slept very heavily in the front room, his brows were slightly furrowed, and he didn't know what he was thinking in his dreams, and there were soft embroidered boat shoes with blue and purple edges on the side of the low bed. It seems that she is really tired, and she has taken off her shoes here. However, it is said that she is herself, who has been practicing swords since she was a child, why don't she fall asleep.

Walk lightly through the screen and slowly open the door. Yuehua water is sprinkled in the courtyard, and there is a desk seat under the osmanthus tree. Standing on the steps, smelling the fragrance that is still there, I can't help but stretch my waist.

"Xiao Langjun, do you want to practice calligraphy?"

There was a soft and glutinous voice behind him, Liu Nongwei turned to one side, and saw that the pothos had unkempt hair, looked embarrassed, the embroidered shoes on his feet were not properly worn, and a snow-colored Luo sock was still exposed on the heel.

"Xiao Langjun?"

The green pothos slipped along Xiao Langjun's gaze, blushing all of a sudden, twisting his hands around his waist, wanting to bend down and put on his shoes, but he was afraid that this would be extremely rude. was stunned on the spot, I didn't know what to do, but my heart was quiet: Broken Lake said that he should be dignified and polite......

Liu Nong smiled: "Rest, if I practice calligraphy later, I will call you!" ”

"Oh!"

The pothos hurriedly ran to the corner, put on the shoes first, and looked back at himself in the bronze mirror, "Ah! screamed, sat anxiously in front of the mirror and combed his hair, and said in his heart: Xiao Langjun has seen the ugliness!

Don't blame her, since she has been the chief steward of Zhuangzhong since Shahu Lake, she has formulated various rules and etiquette for internal affairs. Who does not know, who does not obey! Her mind is as clear as snow, but Xiao Langjun seems to have not opened her mind.

Thinking about it, the green pothos was in turmoil.

Outside, Moonrobe Lang Cointreau walked to the reed mat under the tree, and sat down in the robe, and there was a hearty laughter outside the courtyard, and then the two figures walked forward and backward from the entrance of the moon cave.

"Haha......"

Qiao Ran waved his big sleeves and smiled as he walked: "Maoyin, how is it?" I said that Zhan Zhen must be admiring the moon, but you didn't believe it. Zhan Zhen, let's talk to the moon tonight! ”

Zu Sheng was still drowsy, and muttered in his mouth: "Zhan Zhen, very human, how can it be compared!" "In my heart, I slandered: Alas, you bridge jade bow, I am sleeping thickly, and you want to pull me up to serve the moon and sing......

At that moment, the three of them sat down. Qiao Ran ordered people to present all kinds of food snacks, and Liu Nong called Laifu to put a jar of bamboo leaves. After pushing the cup and changing the lamp, the three young men were dazzled and angry.

Zu Sheng drank the most, and the wine drove away all the tiredness, stood up slowly, pointed at the hook moon crookedly, and chanted loudly: "Life is less than a hundred, and I often have a thousand years of worries; The days are short and the nights are long, so why not travel with candles! ”

"Wonderful!"

Liu Nong and Qiao Ran praised the case.

In this way, Zu Sheng was in a better mood, and suddenly pulled up the bridge and pulled him around the laurel tree. Since Qiao Ran returned to the village, his temperament has lost his former gentleness and introverted, as if he was suddenly enlightened, laughing and dancing with Zu Sheng.

At this time, the moon in the sky is charming, and the people in the underground are drunk.

Zu Sheng rose up and sang loudly: "Pi Huang is separated, Pi Ji is a seedling; The line is vigorous, and the center is shaky; Those who know me say that I am worried; He who does not know me says what I want; Hello sky, who is this! ”

Qiao Ran continued: "The other is separated, and the spike of the other is ...... O heaven, thou and me! ”

"Smack, smack......"

Liu Nong smiled and leaned back, his left elbow propped up on the mat, his legs naturally curved in front of his arms, and his right hand slowly patted his knee with their arias. Laifu and Pothos were on one side, smiling all over their faces, it was the first time they had seen Xiao Langjun so leisurely.

After singing.

Zu Sheng sat on the ground with his hands behind his back, looked up at the stars and moon in the sky, and sighed: "Yuju, Zhan Zhen, a few days ago, Meng Jun had to ask Zu Sheng's ambition. Now, would you like to hear it again? ”

The eyebrows are right, and the expression is quiet!

Hearing this, Liu Nong and Qiao Ran glanced at each other, and said in unison: "I wish to hear the ambition of Maoyin!" ”

"Without it, I only wish to be like Tao Gonger!"

After saying that, the corners of his mouth crooked, he grinned, and then fell backwards. Fortunately, the maid Xue Tong knew that his alcohol was not good, so he had been waiting carefully behind him, and hurriedly held it up, and called in a coquettish voice: "Lang Jun, wake up!" ”

"Whirring ......"

The snoring has begun.

After sending Zu Sheng and Qiao Ran away, Liu Nong returned to the room, and Delaifu offered a sour plum hangover, and then changed into an arrow robe, practiced swords for an hour, and then practiced calligraphy. When I stopped writing, it was already the third watch, and the four fields were quiet. Gazing at the paper, grinding the pen has been a month, the handwriting has been neat a lot, but the pen is still missing, always hovering between the get and the not, like the breeze is difficult to determine its shape, the heart said: It seems that the meeting is forced to go. I can't, let people ghostwrite every time!

Although the pothos was so sleepy that his eyelids were fighting, looking at Xiao Langjun's focused appearance, his heart was full of pride, and he secretly thought: In the world, I am afraid that my Xiao Langjun belongs to my family, and he is the most diligent......

……

Vertical sun, curved gallery.

There is a chessboard on the low table, black and white are fighting, Lang Jun who holds black has a round face and big eyes, Shi Er grabs his chin and thinks, Qi Er pinched his fists and high-fived, and always frowned. Lang Jun, who is white, has a handsome face, a smile at the corner of his mouth, caresses the chess pot with his left hand, and pinches the chess pieces with two fingers of his right hand.

Lang Jun who watched the battle was absolutely beautiful, wearing a blue-crowned moon robe, his face was like a crown of jade, and his sword eyebrows were oblique and long; The side of the nose is like a knife, hanging dangerous; Dan's eyes are like paintings, and his sharp lips are slightly thinner. At this moment, he leaned forward slightly, squinting and pondering the wonderland in chess.

"Chirp!"

The swallow on the beam murmured softly, shattering the still painting.

Liu Nong came back to his senses, glanced at Zu Sheng, and then at the smiling Qiao Ran, pressed his hands to his knees, shook his head and slowly straightened up. Zu Sheng will lose this game, but he has always been tenacious in chess, and he will not easily admit defeat if he does not kill until the mountains and rivers are clear. It was expected that it would take half an hour to cast in the end.

Stretching his shoulders and sweeping his eyes, the painting garden after the light rain is particularly quiet. In the corridor opposite, a group of maids shuttled, hanging the paper rolls in their arms one by one on both sides of Yingyang. The red sun is reflected, and it is faintly visible that it is a painting.

Painting?

Well, by the way, Qiao Ran has a sister who is very good at painting, and her paintings are the best at catching gods......

Check it out!

Liu Nong made up his mind, and when he saw that the two of them were still in a chess game, he got up without saying a word and walked along the Zhu Corridor to the opposite side. At this time, the maidservants had finished their paintings, and only two little maidservants were left to guard them, so as not to destroy the paintings by the birds. Seeing Liu Nong coming with his hand, he knew that this was his friend Langjun, and he owed his body ten thousand blessings. Liu Nong smiled and closed his head, stopping in front of the painting to take a closer look.

There are landscapes, people, flowers and birds, each with different works.

The idea of catching the gods is indeed wonderful, and I don't know what kind of character the painter is, the perspective is extremely unique, it is an ordinary pine willow, and only through the frost and the moon in his brush, it is quietly endowed with the soul.

I watched them one by one, and the more I looked at them, the more frightened I became. Look at its shape and know its meaning; When the meaning is still unfinished, God rises again, which is exactly the hidden painting in the painting! If you compare your own "Summer Peach Pavilion" with it, it is tantamount to a world of difference.

Cloud mud, unattainable!

Liu Nong stopped in front of the last painting, caught in a trance. suddenly remembered what Yang Shaoliu said: If you want to achieve everything, it is difficult to achieve it......

Is it really greedy and can't chew too much?

Think again: if you are in trouble, you will retreat, how can you achieve it!

After a long silence, the diffuse light under his eyes slowly closed, and then he smiled, like the snow melting in spring. Seeing that the two maids on the side of the corridor looked slightly stunned, then quietly lowered their heads and raised their eyebrows, and secretly praised in their hearts: What a beautiful Langjun......

Liu Nong looked back and saw that Qiao Ran and Zu Sheng were still playing chess, and he was about to turn around, but at this moment, his eyes suddenly froze.

It's her?!

A little farther away, under the green willows.

The snow-colored figure sat on his knees, his back to him, and the fallen horse's bun and snow lotus swayed.