She raised her eyebrows and looked at the man in dark purple clothes with a proud expression.

The man sang another song: "There are no far-reaching aspirations in the world, but one stream is full of joy. The morning cows avoid washing their ears and lie in the shade of cinnamon branches. The rain comes like raspberries, and there is no cow paint on the flat ground. Looking back at my Yiling, the stars in the south of the sky are wet. Thousands of miles away When I return home, I see the river shadow east for half a day. My family is outdoors, laughing and hugging the white-headed man. I ask the gentlemen and the people to pray that the rain will not fall. I am full of guarding the fields, and the dragon bones are hung on the high walls. The poem contains Polygala, Gansui, morning glory, cinnamon twigs, and mangosteen. Eleven kinds of herbs are pot, Achyranthes, Araceae, Pulsatilla, Shijunzi, Xuanfu, and Dragon Bone. Can girls take it?"

Hua Fushu said: "My aunt is not convinced!"

The man's masked lips curved into a faint smile, "Then please, girl."

Hua Fushu began to think seriously, and soon felt a pain in his head. He was pacing back and forth, feeling a little irritable.

The man said: "Girl, it's better to admit defeat."

"Don't even think about it, it's impossible!" Hua Fushu said solemnly.

The curvature under the man's mask became wider, and he felt more and more satisfied looking at the flowers.

Time passed little by little, and after nearly a moment, Hua Fushu was obviously a little impatient, but he was still racking his brains to think.

The man wanted to persuade Hua Fushu to admit defeat again, but he spat back the words that came to his lips.

The old man became impatient and urged the flowers to bloom.

At this time, a girl approached. She was wearing a light green gauze skirt. Under the candlelight at dusk, the gauze veil covered her face and her appearance could not be seen clearly. She bowed to the man in dark clothes and said: " The little girl is not talented and wants to compete with her husband, but I wonder if he is willing to reward me."

Hua Fushu seemed to have seen the hope, and hurriedly agreed: "I'll give you a favor, of course I'll give you a favor, please hurry up, fairy."

The man in dark clothes had the urge to touch his forehead, but he endured it and said, "Girl, please."

The aqua woman said: "The mica screen is open, the pearl curtain is closed, and the wind is blowing away the agarwood. I am depressed, and the gold threads are woven with sulfur. The shadows of cypresses and osmanthus branches are intertwined, and I calmly get up and play in the mercury hall. Forsythia's head is shocked, and it is cool after half a summer. Mint clothes. A piece of uncaria goes up to the moon, an ordinary mountain night, and I sleep on the battlefield. It has already been lightly pink and black, and I live alone in an empty room. I want to repair the broken string, but the aconite is white, and the most popular is sophora. Angelica! The dogwood is ripe, and the ground old chrysanthemum is yellow. "

The aqua woman said to the man deeply: "Although I don't know how many kinds of medicines there are in the poem, I think there should be more than those in the poem read by Lang Jun."

Hua Fushu gave a thumbs up and praised repeatedly: "More! Not just more, more than twice as much! The fairy is so talented and admirable!"

The man was quite surprised, "Really? Why don't you tell me how many medicinal herbs are contained in the words read by this fairy?"

Hua Fushu said: "There are twenty-five flavors in total."

The man said: "I would like to hear the details."

Hua Fushu eloquently said: "The medicinal materials mentioned in this poem include cork, mica, pearl, windbreak, agarwood, tulip, sulfur, cinnamon twig, cistanche, mercury, pinellia, mint, uncaria, and Changshan "

The man asked: "Isn't mercury poisonous? Can it also be considered medicine?"

Hua Fushu said: "Some medicines are medicines but they are also poisons, and some poisons are poisons but they are also medicines. Medicines and poisons are not separated."

At this time, the old man was in trouble. He said: "All three of them are brilliant in literature, but who should I give this orchid grass to?"

The man first said: "Miss Fox bought the riddle. I just came to join in the fun. The orchid grass should belong to Miss Fox. I guess Fairy Girl won't mind if she comes."

The aqua woman was about to speak, but Hua Fushu said first: "I give up, the pig-headed gentleman doesn't want it, and the orchid grass should belong to the fairy girl."

The old man was even more at a loss. The pot of orchid in his hand was called Emperor Princess, and it was a type of orchid.

At this time, the green woman took out a tael of silver and gave it to the old man, "Don't be embarrassed, I just need a pot of orchids for each of the three of me."

When the old man took the money, Hua Fushu didn't refuse and asked for the pot of orchid in the old man's hand.

This pot of orchid is not like other orchids on the hydrangea table. It has green leaves and bright flowers. This pot of orchid is a young bud, about an inch long.

The man in dark clothes looked at the buds in Hua Fushu's hands and asked, "Girl, why did you choose a pot of buds?"

Hua Fushu said: "I am happy, what does it have to do with you?"

Soon, the man in dark clothes felt relieved and said: "It is also fun to slowly grow a pot of tender seedlings into delicate flowers."

Does this sound familiar?

Hua Fushu looked at the man in dark clothes and saw that what he said seemed like something her senior brother Qin Youran had said.

It was when she was fifteen years old and had hairpins. Qin Youran gave her a platycodon plant and said, "Take care of it carefully and protect it until it blooms into beautiful flowers. This is also a kind of pleasure."

It's a pity that the platycodon plant was killed by a heavy rain before it bloomed. She felt heartbroken for a while.

The man in dark clothes pretended not to notice Hua Fushu's gaze, walked to the wooden table and picked up a pot of orchids, thanked the aqua woman, and left through the crowd.

The green woman was originally the daughter of a noble family. She glanced at the flowers through the gauze fence, and chose a pot of orchids to leave the crowd.

Her maid Bisi hurriedly took the orchid grass from the aqua woman, "Girl, it's better for a servant to move these heavy things. Carefully hurt the girl's hands for writing, painting and playing the harp."

This aqua woman is none other than Lu Tianyun, the youngest daughter of the current father-in-law and the younger sister of the empress of the middle palace.

She smiled happily, "How could I be so delicate?"

Bisi said: "How can a girl not be delicate? She is the meat of the master's heart. The treasured peach blossom nectar is afraid of falling when you hold it in your hands, and it will melt if you hold it in your mouth."

Lu Tianyun looked back and asked, "Girl, what are you looking at?"

Lu Tianyun said: "I saw Miss Fushu."

Bisi asked: "Why is she here?"

Lu Tianyun did not answer, only said: "I think Miss Fushu lives in the capital, and we will meet again in the future."

Bisi looked at the sky and said, "Girl, let's go back quickly. The master will be anxious, and the eldest lady will miss us."

Lu Tianyun's master and servant left this bustling market.

In the crowd, Hua Fushu asked about the orchid, and the old man said in detail: "This orchid belongs to Jianhui, and is called the 'Emperor Princess'. It is about five to seven inches long. It blooms from late summer to mid-autumn. The Emperor Princess is noble and compelling. It has a royal demeanor and is easy to care for, unlike ghost orchid and cold orchid, which are difficult to care for.”

Hua Fushu was quite satisfied with the name "Emperor Princess" and asked Sanqiao to move the orchid grass she got from guessing the first riddle.

Sanqiao carefully selected one pot, and Hua Fu got one pot, while the other pot naturally belonged to Sanqiao.

The two people left the crowd happily. At this time, Side thought that Hua Fushu was still guessing riddles, so he ordered another small bowl of wontons.

In an inn, a man in dark clothes compared with Hua Fushu entered the guest room, followed by a young man.

The man in dark clothes took off his mask. His face was handsome and heroic, and his gestures were elegant and unrestrained. He came from a wealthy family and did not have the arrogance and domineering appearance of a wealthy family.

He is Hua Fushu's senior brother Qin Yi, named Youran, and the young man with him is his subordinate, named Mu Qing.

Qin Youran said: "Fortunately, I can walk fast."

Mu Qing said: "Miss Fushu is the most familiar with the young master. If she recognizes him, it will be difficult to explain. Our excuse is enough to scare Miss Qiao, but Miss Fushu cannot."

Qin Youran sighed: "I saw that she tried her best to escape from marriage, but she still got married only two years ago. Seeing her so happy makes me relieved."

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