Chapter 122: Manlong Osmanthus Flower

In the past few days, Leng Yuhu and all the brothers have gone to the West Lake every day to enjoy and play, swim all over the Fangcong, go to various restaurants to drink, indulge in wine and sing, and do not return if they are not drunk.

One night, Leng Yuhu came to Zhao Yu's room, the four walls of the room were full of books, there was a yaoqin on the desk, and there was a Go board. Leng Yuhu didn't know how to play chess, so he stopped playing against each other, burned a stove of incense, and the two sat and gossiped.

At this time, Zhang Jinhua pushed open the door and walked in, saying: "A few days ago, I went to the south of the West Lake in the mountains, on the mountain road of a Manjue Temple, and saw thousands of osmanthus blossoms, and the fragrance floated ten miles away. Brother Leng, why don't you go for a trip, if you are a few days late, the osmanthus will be old, and there will be nothing to look forward to. ”

Leng Yuhu said to Zhao Yu: "Tomorrow is fine, how about we go for a walk?"

"Well, it's been a long time since I've been to the mountains. Brother Tiger is back, so let's go to see the osmanthus once. Zhao Yu said with interest.

Seeing Zhao Yu agree, Zhang Jinhua walked out of the room with a smile.

On the second day, the brothers of Country Garden came over very early and made an appointment to go to the West Lake to play and drink, Leng Yuhu was not easy to refuse, so he had to go with him, and he couldn't go to Manjue Temple to see the osmanthus flowers.

In the afternoon, Leng Yuhu pretended to be drunk, left aside the brothers, returned to Huancui Garden, and invited Zhao Yu to go to the mountains to see the osmanthus flowers.

The two rode out of the city on horseback and galloped south along the West Lake embankment, where the lake was exhausted and into the mountains. At this time, the sun sets, the crows fly quickly, the trees all over the mountain are verdant, the five colors are draped, the bright picture is embroidered, the beautiful scenery is picturesque. The two heroes and beauties walked side by side, talking and laughing, and triumphant.

Soon the sky darkened, and gradually the moon rose, and everywhere it was hazy. The two walked slowly, and suddenly smelled the fragrance of osmanthus flowers, Leng Yuhu smiled at Zhao Yu, and said: "It seems that it is almost time to reach Manjue Temple, and the fragrance of osmanthus has wafted over." ”

The osmanthus blossoms bloom, ten miles of fragrance, the two of them walk slowly, and the fragrance gradually thickens. There are a few lights faintly in the deep mountains in front of you, as if it is Manjue Temple.

The fragrance of osmanthus is strong, and there are more and more osmanthus trees on both sides of the mountain road. The two dismounted, let the horse follow behind, the two walked side by side, the osmanthus tree next to each other, on both sides of the road, full of mountains and valleys, all of them are osmanthus trees, there are really thousands of Zhang Jinhua said.

The two walked in front of a laurel tree, the moonlight was shining, the flowers were full of trees, densely dotted, like dazzling stars. Leng Yuhu climbed an osmanthus flower with his hand, Zhao Yu leaned in, sniffed it with his nose, and the fragrance on his chest seemed to be soaked in the fragrance of Qingfen flowers.

Leng Yuhu climbed the branch over, smelled it hard, the fragrance was fragrant, refreshing, just want to praise the "heavenly fragrance", it is not an exaggeration.

Zhao Yu was like a little girl of seven or eight years old, running and jumping in the fragrance of osmanthus flowers, cheering and cheering. Leng Yuhu only felt that she was like an ethereal fairy in the moon, very beautiful and cute, and unconsciously ran to her, smelling the fragrance of osmanthus on her head and body. Leng Yuhu reached out and pulled off an osmanthus flower from her hair. Zhao Yu was full of joy and still ran forward, Leng Yuhu moved lightly behind her, slowly following her.

Zhao Yu turned around and said, "Brother Hu, you are still flying on my back as if you are in the suburbs of Zhenjiang." ”

"Okay. ”

Leng Yuhu came to Zhao Yu, squatted down, Zhao Yu was lying behind him, Leng Yuhu hugged her with his backhand, stood up, picked up his true qi, and rushed forward. After running for a while, Leng Yuhu suddenly rose up, flew up to the top of the osmanthus tree, and flew on the osmanthus tree, Zhao Yu was really like a cloud driving the mist, floating above a fragrance, she closed her eyes, and felt like flying towards the moon cave. This osmanthus valley is ten miles away, Leng Yuhu ran back and forth with her on his back, flew down under the tree, and put Zhao Yu down gently.

The two held hands and walked down the mountain, the flowers were sweet, the hearts were sweet, the two had the same heart, they didn't speak, just held hands, and walked slowly on the mountain road.

The moon is halfway down, and the night is deep. The two walked to the bottom of the mountain and saw a village, there was a family with lights on, Leng Yuhu and the two pulled horses to the front. Standing outside the house and looking in, in the humble house, there is a middle-aged couple sitting under the kerosene lamp, and the man is looking at the woman tenderly, the woman is smiling, sewing a new autumn coat. The two stood silently outside the door, looking at this warm scene, there was no one who was not envious in their hearts, although they were poor people, and they worked hard to make clothes in the middle of the night, but they were much happier than the brocade clothes and jade foodies.

Leng Yuhu stepped forward gently, slammed the door, got up in the house, and asked, "Which one is it?"

Leng Yuhu said: "I am from the city, because I went to Manjue Temple to see the osmanthus flowers, it was late, and I went to your house to rest for the night, and I am grateful." ”

The man came over, opened the door, Leng Yuhu tied the two horses to the tree outside the door, and walked in with Zhao Yu.

The man asked, "I wonder if you've had dinner?"

Leng Yuhu said: "We brought dry food, we have already eaten, but we are just staying." ”

The woman entered the house, made the bed, there was no extra housing, at night, Leng Yuhu shared the bed with the man, Zhao Yu slept alone in a small bed, and the woman slept in a bed with the child.

On the second day, as soon as it was daybreak, the woman got up, made breakfast, and served her guests. The two children also got up, and when they saw a guest, they were very shy, and hid behind their father's back, refusing to come out.

After breakfast, Leng Yuhu took the horse, said goodbye, took out two taels of silver from his pocket, and handed it to the man. The man pushed away and said, "It's not worth anything, where can I ask for your money?"

Leng Yuhu said: "You have a very good scenery here, maybe, in a few days, we will come to see the osmanthus, you can accept it first." ”

This man is simple, but he doesn't want to shirk. Leng Yuhu forced it into his hand, turned around, raised his legs and got on the horse, and took Zhao Yu to urge the horse to leave. After walking for a while, I turned back to see the man still standing outside the door, looking at them.

Leng Yuhu said: "How nice it would be if it was like the people in this mountain!"

Zhao Yu said: "Of course, it's good to be a mountain immortal, but how many people can do it?"

Leng Yuhu said: "Let's go back to the front of Manjue Temple and pick some osmanthus flowers to give to our friends, do you say it's okay?"

Zhao Yu smiled: "That's what I mean." ”

The two rode back into the Osmanthus Valley. Dismounted, the two of them worked together, picked a lot of osmanthus, pulled a few thin rattans, tied the osmanthus flowers, tied up four bundles, one horse immediately tied two bundles of osmanthus, and the two rode back to Hangzhou City.

The two ran all the way back to Hangzhou, and the sun had already risen. The two entered the city and came to the Huancui Garden, where a few osmanthus flowers were placed in each room, and the garden was full of fragrance. Ask the other half to send a servant to the Country Garden.

Friends in the Country Garden received osmanthus flowers, and they all came to the Huancui Garden to get together. The brothers are in the hall, talking about interesting stories about the rivers and lakes, learning martial arts, and it is lively.

In his spare time, Leng Yuhu instructed Cao Weiyong in swordsmanship. This Cao Weiyong couldn't learn literature, and he was determined to seek fame in martial arts, of course, he practiced hard day and night, and his swordsmanship improved rapidly. Leng Yuhu also felt that he had some talent, and finally promised him to take him to the battlefield to kill the Japanese invaders at that time.

On this day and night, Leng Yuhu went to Zhao Yu's room to talk. In the middle of the night, when he came out of the room, Leng Yuhu felt full of joy and relaxation, and he jumped on the roof, but he didn't feel good, and he shrugged off and flew onto a tall poplar tree. Leng Yuhu stood on the horizontal branch with his feet, pulled the tree pole with one hand, leaned outward, and looked at Hangzhou, but saw that there were thousands of households in Hangzhou, only under the moonlight, quiet and peaceful, every house was closed, the chickens and dogs were silent, and there were only a few scattered lights.

The night was dark, and suddenly I saw a figure running forward like a fly. Leng Yuhu thought to himself: "Which one is this? If you do something wrong and are bumped into by me, how can you ignore it?"