For a while, the main hall where the five people had breakfast was too quiet to hear the warm sip and chew, Lin Yi realized that he couldn't suppress his crying, which was very frightening.

"You ...... Let's eat them all!" Lin Yi said lightly.

"Where are you going?" Fang Fei asked softly when she saw her husband standing up.

"I ...... Go outside and water the five pots of camellias. Lin Yiqiang responded calmly.

"Good. Fang Fei felt that her husband's mood was obviously smoother, so she let go.

Lin Yi didn't say much, just looked at his wife and smiled faintly, then walked out of the main hall slowly, turned right and went to the stove room. The dazzling sunlight gradually rising in the east sprinkled on the courtyard, and the leaves of the banyan and orange trees gently swayed in the wind, shining brightly on the five pots of camellias, giving people a particularly beautiful feeling.

Lin Yi, who was carrying water in a wooden barrel, walked out of the stove room, stepped into the courtyard, and stopped in front of the five pots of camellias. Snoring, Lin Yao drank the porridge in his hand in a short breath, and let out a long sigh of relief.

"I'm going to enjoy the flowers!" Lin Yao put down the bowl, dropped a sentence and walked out of the main hall.

"This kid. Fang Fei shook his head and said with a smile.

Lin Yi took the gourd scoop, scooped some water from the wooden barrel, and carefully watered the flowers, his expression was focused, and his heart was calm.

Lin Yao, who came to the courtyard, watched, and the pot of camellia that his father was watering right now had three flowers, and the height was staggered in one plant.

The one on the left is obviously the largest, with a faint purple halo in the red, the one on the right is small and delicate, but the red is the most delicate, and one of them has its own free and uninhibited, and the red is quite frank and frank. In the early morning, Lin Yao listened to the conversation between his father and Feng Li, and thought to himself that a pot of camellia called "Hongchen Three Immortals" should be this pot.

I saw Lin Yi carefully pouring half a scoop of water, and scooping up half a scoop of water from the wooden barrel, then he turned his head, and saw that Lin Yao was still stunned, obviously just found his son standing beside him.

"Yao'er, aren't you going to practice the flute today?" Lin Yi asked casually.

"In spring, autumn, winter and summer, the flute can be practiced at any time, but such a blooming camellia is not something that can be seen every day!" replied Lin Yao calmly.

"That's true. Lin Yi smiled and nodded.

"There are seven flowers in this pot, and it should be called 'Seven Sages'. It's all white with a touch of green, so the overall feeling is very fluttering, and each flower is good to look at, which is very interesting. Lin Yao pointed to a pot of camellia that his father was about to water.

"That's how it should be. Lin Yi answered, suddenly stopped the gourd scoop in his hand, and looked back at his son, "Early this morning, woke you up?"

"Hmm. Lin Yao replied lightly, and said: "In this way, it seems that this basin of 'Seven Sages' is obviously the seven famous men of the Yu Dynasty, Ji Kang, Ruan Ji, Ruan Xian, Shan Tao, Xiang Xiu, Liu Ling, and Wang Rong!"

"That's right!" Lin Yiden thought of a few of the Seven Sages who were familiar with music and rhythm, and couldn't help but look at his son again.

"The two flowers in that pot are called 'Emperor Shun's Second Concubine', which should be Emperor Yu'e and Nuying. Lin Yao pointed to the pot of twins' beautiful camellias.

"That's right!"

"The red one is my sister Empress, and the pink one is my sister Nuying. On the two beautiful petals, there are faint traces of tears, which is really poignant and moving. ”

"Naturally, that's right. ”

"The name of the pot is 'The Four Generations of Enchantresses', could it be the 'Yuxi' in the era of King Yu Xia, the 'Daji' in the era of King Shang, the 'Bao Xi' in the era of King Zhou You, and the 'Yu Yu' in the era of Emperor Qin?"

"That's right. Lin Yi had already poured the "Seven Sages" with half a scoop of water in his hand, so he looked at the basin of "Four Generations of Enchantresses", and secretly thought: Although Yao'er has been obsessed with the flute in the past five years, she has not abandoned her studies.

If it weren't for the extensive reading, just by the name of the "Four Generations of Enchantress Queen", how could you accurately say that Yu Xi, Da Ji, Bao Xi, and Yu Wan, their appearance of bringing disaster to the country and the people are sporadically recorded in the thick historical books of different dynasties, and it is already very rare to read them all, let alone connect them together.

After thinking about it for a while, Lin Yi scooped up half a scoop of water from the wooden barrel again, and was about to pour it down in turn, when he heard his son's inquiry again.

"Daddy, which one corresponds to this 'four generations of demon queens'?" Lin Yao touched his chin with his right hand and looked at it extremely seriously.

"This ...... I really don't see it. Lin Yi looked at the pot of "Four Generations of Enchantresses" and replied.

"yes, I see. ”

"Tell me about it. ”

"From near to far from the roots, the flowers are Yuxi, Daji, Baoxi, and Yuyu. Lin Yao smiled like a spring breeze.

"Yao'er, in addition to this understanding, there must be a wonderful idea!" Although Lin Yi agreed with his son's point of view, he felt that with his son's sharp vision, it should be more than that.

"Yes, indeed. "Lin Yao is a young man, full of vigor and temperament," the color of the four flowers of the same plant in this pot seems to be exactly the same, all of them are bright yellow with a faint blue halo and give people a sense of charm, but it is not without differences, the difference is in the faint luster in the heart of the flower. At the highest point, a glossy slight mang, the Qin Dynasty's Shanghei, so corresponds to 'Yu Yu'; the next glossy slight mang, the Zhou Dynasty's Shangchi, so corresponds to 'Baoxi'; and then the next glossy light is white, and the Shang Dynasty's Shangbai therefore corresponds to 'Daji'; the closest to the root of the glossy micromang, so the Xia Dynasty's Shangqing corresponds to 'Yuxi'. ”

"The heart of the flower is really shiny, and the slight mangs show their own characteristics. Lin Yi did find that when he got closer, he was secretly surprised when he screamed softly. These looming glossy glows are of course visible to the naked eye, otherwise how could Lin Yao express his perception with a big grin, there are many things stored in his little belly!

"Are the names of these five pots of camellia all metaphorical for people?"

"Yes. ”

"What are the characters of the 'Three Immortals of Red Dust' and the 'Nine Great Eight Beads Inlaid with Gold and Jade'?"

"Which characters, I want to think. Lin Yi straightened up and looked at the past in a blink of an eye, "This basin of 'Nine Great Eight Beads Inlaid with Gold and Jade' is a metaphor for Xiao Sihua, King of Liang, Yang Rin, Gao Han, King of Tan, Liu Jiao, King of Liao, Zhou Panlong, King Tuoba Tao, King Cao Zhen, King Chi Song, and King Rui Wei Huaiwen; ”

"Which book is there? These twelve characters, I don't know any of them. ”

"You shouldn't have read it yet, these twelve are all characters of this dynasty, and there are really a lot of books about it. There are Mr. Pei Shiju's "Catalogue of Zhou", "Catalogue of Weizhou", "Catalogue of Wanzhou", "Catalogue of Zhuzhou", "Notes on the Western Expedition of Great Chu", "The Biography of the Bearded Monarch" written by Mr. Zhang Yuezhi, and "Chronicles of the Nation of Hao", "Chronicles of Liang Guo", "Chronicles of the Chronicles of the Humanities" and so on. But we don't have these books in this study. ”