Feng Jinyu was afraid that Ye Xue and Wei Ya would persuade Han Ming, so he hurriedly said: "Although I didn't come down from the meeting, but when you become an official in the future, and someone makes trouble for you, it can be said that everyone else is trembling at home and waiting for the result, but you go to look for flowers and ask Liu...... That's not a good sound......"

Listening to Feng Jinyu's words, Wei Ya, who was a scholar of the Eight Classics and valued his reputation, immediately closed his mouth. It's really a good talker.

Ye Xue heard what Feng Jinyu said, and it was not easy to refute anything.

It's just that she said: "When I go to Yichun Pavilion, it's too conspicuous, so it's better to invite two geisha to go to the suburbs with us......"

Seeing that Han Ming was about to speak again, Ye Xue hurriedly said, "In broad daylight, it's bright...... I believe that no matter how much a person talks about lotus flowers, it is impossible for him to splash dirty water on us. ”

After Ye Xue finished speaking, Han Ming and Feng Jinyu, who had opposing opinions, glanced at each other.

Han Ming felt that Ye Xue's reasoning made sense, and it was better to call the geisha out than to secretly carry them to the brothel and the hospital on Ye Xue's back in the future.

Feng Jinyu emotionally didn't want Yexue to see any geisha, but just dismissed Yexue's face, afraid that Yexue would be unhappy......

Feng Jinyu and Han Ming opened their eyes, and Feng Jinyu said to Ye Xue: "What Brother Feng said makes sense, there is no problem in finding two geisha with good reviews to make tea and play a song." ”

So he commanded the servant, who was sitting beside the groom, to do it.

*****

But he didn't say that the little guy who took the silver to do what Feng Jinyu ordered, but said that on the trip to the suburbs, in addition to stopping at Yichun Pavilion, Ye Xue, Feng Jinyu, Han Ming, and Wei Ya and a group of four people passed all the way unimpeded, and soon went out of the city gate and arrived at the suburbs outside the city.

As soon as I got out of the carriage, a spring breeze full of cold came to my face, which made the people who came out of the warm carriage shake their shoulders and lift their spirits.

Yexue looked at the green peaks of the suburbs of Fengcheng where there was only some greenery and paths for people to walk.

The Green Peak Mountain is not high, nor is it steep, the spring water is thawed, and the trees are only tender green, but at this time, the Green Peak Mountain, at a glance, there are already many pedestrians who step on the spring.

The crowd in new clothes, plus the tender green leaves that have only emerged after being tired of seeing the dead leaves of the winter, and the bits and pieces of plum blossoms that bloom late and undefeated, plus the thawed green river under the Green Peak Mountain...... It is that I have walked through countless places and seen countless ancient temples and scenic spots in the night snow, and I feel that such a natural landscape is really beautiful with a unique taste.

Spring has the beauty of spring, winter has the beauty of winter, and there is another beauty at the handover of spring and winter.

*****

At the foot of the mountain, the horseman of the Feng family drove up the mountain from the main road, and four people, including Feng Jinyu and Yexue, walked up.

The path of Green Peak Mountain is not difficult to walk, but it also takes some effort, especially for a weak scholar like Han Ming......

But he said that when Han Ming was out of breath, Wei Ya was slightly panting, Ye Xue and Feng Jinyu climbed from the foot of the mountain to the top of the mountain without changing their faces, the groom who separated them from Ye Xue at the foot of the mountain, and the little maid who went to pick up the two geishas, had already occupied a pentagonal pavilion for Ye Xue.

In the pentagonal pavilion, there is an elegant guqin outside the corner where the incense burner is burned; In the pavilion was a delicate woolen carpet with a small coffee table in the middle, on which a few new pastries were poured into a delicate porcelain cup with white smoke.