The lady who is a miracle doctor arrives and makes the general blush and his heart beats

Hua Fushu said, "I'm not familiar with him, so you talk so much and do so much."

Ye Zelin said: "Nothing."

Hua Fushu ignored Ye Zelin. Ye Zelin gave Side a wink. Side understood and nodded slightly.

Side walked up to Hua Fushu and said, "My dear lady, let me tell you about the origin of the Shangsi Festival and the customs of closing the city on the Shangsi Festival."

"Shangsi Festival..."

The four virtues are endless.

Hua Fushu was too lazy to listen to his ramblings and pulled Sanqiao ahead.

Ye Zelin was behind them, deliberately slowing down and waiting until Hua Fusheng was far away from him before turning around and walking away to another alley.

Ye Zelin went to the Xianhua Guild Hall. Before that, Nie Huaixin passed by him and whispered the words "Xianhua Guild Hall" to him. He thought that maybe there was something urgent.

The Xianhua Guild Hall is the famous Qinlou Chu Hall in Fengcheng. There are always many people coming and going, and there is no curfew in the Song Dynasty. Today, there are more people coming and going than usual. Ye Zelin finally managed to squeeze up to the second floor and went to Liu Fei Xu's bedroom.

Liu Feixi is a beautiful woman. She is wearing a silver-red cross-collar skirt. She is holding a willow branch palace fan with a bamboo handle that does not match the clothes. Her hibiscus face is full of spring, and her eyes with hanging tips are full of brilliance.

She and Ye Zelin have known each other for several years and are close friends.

Seeing the person coming, Liu Feixu stood up to welcome him and sat down. He made a cup of tea with him and said, "But Huaixin told you?"

Ye Zelin said: "I was just visiting the lantern festival with my wife, and happened to bump into Brother Huaixin, so I came over."

Liu Feixu asked curiously: "You left your little lady to come to my place, aren't you afraid that she will be angry?"

Ye Zelin smiled and said: "My little lady loves to be lively, so she will not take care of me, and with the four virtues accompanying me, I can rest assured. Besides, business matters are still important."

Liu Feixu stood up, went to the desk and wrote an address in writing, and handed it to Ye Zelin. There were only six words on the paper, "Luoyang Snow Ao Villa?"

Liu Feixu deliberately lowered his voice, "The news that was just sent is that the descendants of Meihua have been living in seclusion in Luoyang since His Majesty Taizu. What is strange is that the people from Xuao Villa disappeared overnight more than 20 years ago, and they are still missing today. No news."

Ye Zelin said: "You mean to go and have a look at the former residence of the descendants of Meihua in Luoyang. Maybe we can get some news."

Liu Feixu said yes, and then she added: "Perhaps the sudden disappearance of the descendants of Meihua has something to do with that batch of treasures. There are many people who have the idea of ​​​​this batch of treasures. If we find out why the descendants of Meihua suddenly disappeared, maybe we can know about these treasures." Where the treasure is hidden.”

Ye Zelin said: "This is not just a train of thought. Your Majesty once said that to obtain the treasure, you need the Plum Blossom Order to open the underground palace. If you want to find the Plum Blossom Order, you must first find the descendants of Plum Blossom. After I go to Wuyin, I will go to Luoyang."

Liu Feixu said: "That's very good."

Ye Zelin had just left not long ago, and when Hua Fushu turned around, she found that he was gone.

Side pretended to be surprised, "Where's the young master? Why didn't you follow?"

Hua Fushu was quite disappointed and complained to Ye Zelin, "I knew I shouldn't trust your young master."

Side said: "Perhaps the young master is in a hurry and didn't greet us when he left on the way."

Hua Fushu seemed to have thought of something and suddenly smiled, "Isn't it just an emergency? Well done."

San Qiao and Si De were confused, and they didn't know what Hua Fushu meant by this.

However, Si De was not interested in asking, San Qiao did not ask, and Hua Fushu did not specify.

There was a crowd of people at the front and it was really lively. Hua Fushu took Sanqiao and squeezed into the crowd. When they got to the front, they realized that they were guessing lantern riddles.

Side didn't join in the fun. He sat down at a stall not far away and ordered a large bowl of wontons.

Colorful lanterns hung on a high wooden frame, with riddles tied to the lantern strings. Hua Fushu took a riddle from the nearest lantern and handed it to the stall owner.

The stall owner is a man in his sixties, wearing a green and black cloth shirt with a patch on his left sleeve. He looks energetic.

The old man read out the riddle: "Looking at the mountains from a distance, the mountains are colored, but the water is silent when up close. The flowers are still there after spring, and the birds are not surprised when people come."

He said to Hua Fushu, "Girl, this is a poem. Guess its title from this riddle."

Hua Fushu was in trouble. She hadn't read as many poems as Sanqiao, but she still pretended to think.

Finally, it was Sanqiao who whispered the answer in her ear, and she replied: "Looking at the mountains from a distance is blurry, but the first line of this poem says that the mountains are colored, and the running water should be sound when heard close by, but it is said to be silent. The mountains are colorful and the water is silent, which should be the scene in the painting. The flowers are still there after spring, and the flowers that bloom in spring wither with the passing of spring. Only the flowers in the painting do not wither in spring, summer, autumn and winter. When people are close to birds, Birds will naturally fly away when frightened, but the birds in this poem are neither frightened nor fly away. There are riddles in the darkness of the poem, and the characteristics of painting are revealed everywhere, so the title of this poem should be "Painting". "

Hua Fushu looked at the old man and said, "Old man, is my answer to the riddle correct?"

The old man said: "The girl is so smart. The answer to the mystery is indeed 'painting'."

He pointed to the flowers and plants on the hydrangea table beside him, "These orchids are planted by me myself. The girl can choose any pot she likes."

Hua Fushu was interested, Sanqiao paid a few coins, Hua Fushu chose another riddle, and the old man read it out again. However, this riddle was difficult, and he couldn't guess the answer after guessing for a long time. In the end, the old man said it himself. The answer.

Hua Fushu was unwilling to give in and bought another riddle. The old man read: "Recite a poem or lyrics containing at least five names of medicinal materials."

"Girl, please."

Hua Fushu blurted out, "It has been nine autumns in Duhuo, a foreign country, and the Dihuscus of the intestines and liver has just stayed. The old anemarrhenae in the distance misses the son, and myrrh cures all the gray heads. It contains Duhuo, Dipsacus, Anemarrhena, Acacia, Myrrh, and Pulsatilla. Plant the name of the medicine.”

"nice."

A man walked out of the crowd, and he was wearing dark purple coarse cloth and a mask. He only had a pair of deep eyes, and he looked very majestic.

The man said to the old man: "My dear, this girl is good at reading. There is a poem below that contains more names of medicines than this girl can read."

The old man said: "Lang Jun means to compete with this girl."

The man said: "That's exactly what I mean."

"Let's compete, who is afraid of whom?" Hua Fushu agreed.

The man read: "The morning wind stirs the spring grass, and the setting sun shines on the Hengtang. The prodigal concubine on the heavy platform, hurts alone at dusk. The candle reflects the acacia quilt, and the curtains float with the fragrance of Su Hexi. The graphite chats about books and poems, and the lead flower tries to make makeup. I only cherish the day lily. , spread all over the empty house. Spring grass is rock spring grass, Hengtang is homophonic to hyoscyamus, Chongtai is the alias of Chonglou, Dusk and Spread are both aliases of Wangsun, and lead flower is the alias of lead powder. This poem contains eight kinds of medicinal names, namely rock spring grass, hyoscyamus , Chonglou, Wangsun, Hehuan, Suhe, lead powder, daylily."

Hua Fushu glared at him: "Don't be proud!"

She rubbed her chin, and after a while she said, "I'm so deep in love that it's hard to write on a blank page. Every word is Sophora Sophora, so I want Tan Lang to read it. I clearly remember the appointment with Angelica, as far away as the cherries are ripe. What's the matter with the chrysanthemums? I still haven't finished it. Return to hometown. There are ten kinds of medicinal materials in this word, including acacia, coix, angelica, perilla, sophora flavescens, wolfsbane, angelica, polygala, chrysanthemum, and fennel."