The maidservants all gathered together, and surrounded Ying Feiyang, their eyes were full of warm fragrant nephrite, Ying Feiyang had never seen such a battle, and hurriedly stopped: "No need, I'll be fine wearing this robe." Ying Feiyang was taken to Luoyang by He Guqiao, and after several fights along the way, his clothes were already tattered and dilapidated, and now what he is wearing is a robe of the Shangqing School, with fine needlework and exquisite workmanship, and Ying Feiyang is very accustomed to wearing it.

Princess Yuzhen said: "Senior brother doesn't know, now the fight between Buddhism and Taoism is fierce, at first it was just because of the Qingcheng Mountain Dojo, but now it is getting more and more intense, and even the lawsuit is brought to my emperor's brother, you wear a Taoist robe to enter the monk's temple, and it is strange not to be beaten." ”

Ying Feiyang remembered that he once went to the White Horse Temple with He Guqiao to seek accommodation, but he ate a closed door, and knew that what Princess Yuzhen said was true, but after all, her face was tender, and she said to the maids: "Don't bother your sisters, I'm used to being vulgar, you can come by yourself." Then he stacked all kinds of clothes together, and fled into the door.

Princess Yuzhen looked at his embarrassment, laughed for a while, sent off a maid, sat alone in the courtyard and waited, squeaked the door and opened again, Princess Yuzhen's eyes lit up, Ying Feiyang was wearing an ink-colored narrow-sleeved gown, the cuffs and neckline were decorated with silver silk moire satin, the waist was tied with a moon-white pine belt, and a piece of excellent quality jade exquisite waist was hung on it, stepping on the brocade boots and stepping out of the threshold.

When the real person relies on clothes and horses and saddles, he should fly in a gorgeous costume, and the whole person is handsome and brings out a bit of nobility, and he is high-spirited and compelling.

Princess Yuzhen looked up and down, and praised: "Not bad, the junior brother really has a vision for picking clothes, and when he dresses up like this, he really compares all the self-proclaimed and suave kings and grandsons in Luoyang City, but it seems that there is something missing." ”

Princess Yuzhen pushed Ying Feiyang back into the house, picked it out among the stacked clothes, took out a purple crown with jade carving, and put it on for Ying Feiyang, Princess Yuzhen's plump figure was close to Ying Feiyang's chest, and she could still feel the warm touch of her skin through the light clothes, and muttered: "It's him, although it is not as good as Uncle Gu's Heavenly Crown, but the workmanship is not bad, with it, you can also reproduce a little bit of the style of the sword crown back then." ”

Princess Yuzhen spit Lanfen in her mouth, and the hot air between her words blew into Ying Feiyang's ears, and Ying Feiyang's heartbeat intensified for no reason, giving birth to a feeling of dryness. Although Princess Yuzhen has passed the most youthful and beautiful age of a woman, she is still radiant after many years of pampering life and royal care, her skin is fair and tight like a girl, and her towering breasts and soft waist exude a mature style that a girl does not have.

Princess Yuzhen also looked at the handsome young man in front of her, her eyes gradually blurred, as if she had penetrated more than ten years of time, and saw the figure that made her fall in love at first sight from the young man. The body gradually moved forward tighter, and the hand also slipped from the top of the head to the face that should be flying, and the delicate red lips were half-open and half-closed......

In the charming atmosphere, Ying Feiyang was also slightly intoxicated, but he said softly: "Senior sister princess, I am not a master after all!"

Ying Feiyang said softly, shattering Princess Yuzhen's illusion, Princess Yuzhen's affectionate eyes darkened, and the brilliance faded. But for a moment, his face changed to a decent and generous smile, and said: "It's not the best, you are you, he is him, if you just want to be the shadow of Uncle Gu, how can you surpass him." Princess Yuzhen straightened her temples, the flush on her face faded, and the beautiful atmosphere seemed to have never existed. said: "Let's go now, let the young girls in the eastern capital see what kind of handsome person my junior brother is." ”

Princess Yuzhen did not bring an entourage, did not bring a maid, entered the silver-inlaid carriage alone, drove away from the Taoist temple by Ying Feiyang, and advanced to the Dafuxian Temple under the guidance of the Yuzhen Princess, the closer to the Dafuxian Temple, the denser the flow of people, and even some people with the old and the young, the crowd of people who came to enjoy the flowers with their families, this Luoyang flower will really be a grand event of the whole city regardless of high and low.

White Horse Temple is the first temple after the introduction of Buddhism, known as the title of "Shiyuan", you can see the pagoda in the middle of the tower from a distance, the palace is magnificent, the ancient trees of the long forest, solemn and solemn. Ying Feiyang parked the carriage at the place where the monk was welcome, and was about to welcome Princess Yuzhen to get off the car, but saw the brocade curtain opened, Princess Yuzhen tied her hair and wrapped her scarf, dressed in a cyan subordinate clothes, and jumped off the car vigorously, Ying Feiyang was stunned, and said: "Senior sister princess, what are you going to do in this dress?" Princess Yuzhen smiled: "I said that today's protagonist is you, I just want to be a servant, which girl you like, but you can go to talk to me, don't worry about me, a subordinate." ”

Ying Feiyang was made to cry and laugh by her, so she had to let her make a fuss, at that time, the people were open, and it was already commonplace for rich women to change into men's clothes to swagger through the market, although some masters and old Confucians sighed that ethics were reversed, and yin and yang were confused, but they were helpless after all. Therefore, Princess Yuzhen is dressed like this, but few people pay attention to it.

Princess Yuzhen did not bring an entourage, did not bring a maid, entered the silver-inlaid carriage alone, drove away from the Taoist Temple by Ying Feiyang, and advanced to the White Horse Temple under the guidance of Princess Yuzhen, the closer to the White Horse Temple, the more dense the flow of people, and even some people with the old and the young, the crowd of people who came to enjoy the flowers with their families, this Luoyang flower will really be a grand event for the whole city to enjoy together.

White Horse Temple is the first temple after the introduction of Buddhism, known as the title of "Shiyuan", you can see the pagoda in the middle of the tower from a distance, the palace is magnificent, the ancient trees of the long forest, solemn and solemn. Ying Feiyang parked the carriage at the place where the monk was welcome, and was about to welcome Princess Yuzhen to get off the car, but saw the brocade curtain opened, Princess Yuzhen tied her hair and wrapped her scarf, dressed in a cyan subordinate clothes, and jumped off the car vigorously, Ying Feiyang was stunned, and said: "Senior sister princess, what are you going to do in this dress?" Princess Yuzhen smiled: "I said that today's protagonist is you, I just want to be a servant, which girl you like, but you can go to talk to me, don't worry about me, a subordinate." ”

Ying Feiyang was made to cry and laugh by her, so she had to let her make a fuss, at that time, the people were open, and it was already commonplace for rich women to change into men's clothes to swagger through the market, although some masters and old Confucians sighed that ethics were reversed, and yin and yang were confused, but they were helpless after all. Therefore, Princess Yuzhen is dressed like this, but few people pay attention to it.

And approaching the White Horse Temple, see the door of the White Horse Temple wide open, look around, the strange flowers are opened, thousands of purple and red dots dye the ancient temple of blue lights, the more delicate the lining flowers, the more clumsy the temple. Follow the flow of people into the temple, the flowers into the eyes, gorgeous very, Rao is should be flying to the sword outside the things are indifferent, see this wonder also move the mind to fly, all kinds of flowers are displayed, the white is white jade ice, the yellow is the yellow of the royal clothes, the red is the Luoyang flower, the blue is the crane looking blue, the green is the spring water green wave, the purple is the purple glow point cui, the black is the Yaochi inkstone...... Although the colors are mixed, they complement each other and reflect each other.

Princess Yuzhen was very interested, and every time she looked at a strange plant, she would pull Ying Feiyang to tell the flower variety, name, origin, and planting method. Just as Princess Yuzhen pointed to the flowers on her side, a person suddenly came to her and bumped into her.

Princess Yuzhen had a seizure, and she forgot that she was pretending to be a little maid at this time, and scolded angrily: "Where did you come from to kill the material, don't you walk without eyes!"

The person who hit the person hurriedly bowed down and apologized, and said: "Don't blame it, don't blame it, it's full of prosperity, Xiaosheng only cares about watching the famous flowers, lingering among the flowers, and doesn't pay attention to the road in front of him." The person who hit the person looked up, and it was a young man, this person was well-dressed and dignified, but he had a sallow face, a wine-colored appearance, and what was even more strange was that he was born with two frost-stained white eyebrows, which added a bit of decay.

Princess Yuzhen saw that this person had a strange appearance, and couldn't help but take a few more looks, at this time Ying Feiyang mocked: "Lingering among the flowers?

But I saw that the boy said smugly: "This little brother is wrong, although the peony is beautiful, the flowering period is only twenty years, when it is in full bloom, it is enough to take a look at it, and it is enough to remember it, if you look at it for a long time, you will only feel sad and sad in the spring." Besides, today coincides with the flower fair, and the ladies and ladies in Luoyang City gather here, all of them are wonderful people who are like jade and fragrant, like flowers and words.

Princess Yuzhen saw that he talked extraordinary, but he was full of crooked reasoning and heresy, she was really angry and happy, and scolded with a smile: "According to what you say, you are the only one in the garden who is a real flower admirer." ”

"I can't say that, but for those who know flowers and understand flowers, Xiaosheng is one of them. As he spoke, he stared at Princess Yuzhen in green clothes with burning eyes, "Elegant and dignified, graceful and luxurious, peony is the king of flowers, born noble, and how can it be covered by green leaves and green branches? ”

Princess Yuzhen sighed lightly, this white-eyed boy has something to say, how could Princess Yuzhen not know, but she has traveled extensively, and she really can't remember when she saw the person in front of her, at this time, a Buddha bell came, suppressing the hustle and bustle of the audience.

After the bell rang, the old monk with a wide body and a fat body and a smile stood in front of the door of the Tianwang Palace, clasped his hands together and said: "Poor monk idiot, I have seen all the donors, it is another year of flower blooming, it is rare that this year's Luoyang Flower Festival will be held in our temple, you can still have fun." ”

"It's not fun yet!" The people below have coaxed, this idiot monk is a generation of monks, but never talk about Buddhism, but pay attention to the firewood, rice, oil and salt in the short time in the family to see the Zen machine, claiming to turn a hundred families, eat thousands of meals, pass on the law of ten thousand families, and walk the streets and alleys with a bowl on weekdays, even if he is a guest in front of the Wangsun Gongzi Hall, he can also sit with the peddler and pawn to share the food, almost no one in Luoyang City knows it, let him be the host of the Luoyang Flower Club, it is really suitable.

"If you don't have fun, you have to have fun, and if it goes on, it's time for dinner, monk, I can't manage the food of so many of you," the idiot monk pretended to be distressed, causing everyone to burst into laughter.

After everyone had laughed enough, the big idiot monk continued: "In this case, let's not delay the time, and in accordance with the past rules, we will invite the last Kao winner, the Ji female donor, to point out the top three of this Luoyang Flower Festival." ”

When the words fell, I saw Shi Shiran walking out of the side hall with a woman with red makeup, and then, the entire Dafuxian Temple was quiet.

ps: The latest wave of anti-pornography storm, the scale has reached an unprecedented height, and the contact between men and women holding hands and above cannot be written...... I don't know if my chapter is more than that, but when you see my book 404, you must be patient and wait for me to get out of prison.

In addition, the two characters that appear this time look familiar, which means that the book is going back to the main line (did they all deviate from the main line before?)