Wang Yue Han

In the early morning of the next day, all the talented people gathered in the hall in full dress, or said goodbye one after another, or discussed what happened last night. Those who came first yesterday were already familiar with each other, and those who came later today would naturally come forward and say politely , After everyone dispersed, the shopkeeper came back with a smile yesterday, and said: "The two young masters were in a good mood last night. I am a nine-tiered celestial being, but few people can sleep peacefully."; Knowing what the shopkeeper said, Jiang Zihan His face was a little embarrassed, and he apologized again and again: "I was rude last night." Although I don't know the identities of these two people, but my master told me not to be negligent, the shopkeeper smiled and said: "It's okay, it's okay, it's about love. You don’t need to blame yourself.”; “Thank you shopkeeper.” Jiang Zihan thanked the shopkeeper for taking him in and saving his life, but if the shopkeeper didn’t say anything, Jiang Zihan didn’t want to point it out. Xuan Miao, Yan Ziyao naturally doesn't talk too much; after the two of them said goodbye and turned to leave, the old man quickly stopped the two of them and said: "I know where you two want to go, and there is a shortcut to go, I don't know if you two Interested?"; Yan Ziyao heard the coachman mention it when he came yesterday, that the shopkeeper's benevolent eyebrows and kind eyes must not be a villain, he wanted to nod his head to answer, but unexpectedly Jiang Zihan also answered at the same time: "Of course."; The two spoke in unison, the old man just smiled, Let the little boy lead them from the apse to the ferry to take a boat, but this boat can find its own way without the old man at the helm. Jiang Zihan and Yan Ziyao looked back at the Qiongyu tall building at the same time. Go, the children have already packed up the house and collected the calligraphy and paintings left by the talented scholars last night. The shopkeeper carefully selected the affectionate works among them. The winners include the dragon singing in the mountains, the person who drinks alone under the moon, and an inscription: The three-three sky is white and warm, the crescent moon has no roots, and the passionate swordsman has a ruthless sword, and the ruthless rivers and lakes have a lot of lovers.

The wooden boat is lightly rippling in the water, the small stream is quiet and the flowers are falling with the water, Yan Ziyao is sitting in the middle of the boat, Jiang Zihan is lying comfortably opposite Yan Ziyao with a pot of peach blossoms from the shopkeeper, the spring breeze occasionally blows, bringing A fallen flower was blowing on top of Yan Ziyao's head, Jiang Zihan took a sip of the sake, stood up and lifted the petals from the top of Yan Ziyao's head, it turned out that the peach blossoms that were about to wither were teased by the wind, the spring breeze can break the unintentional flowers, but the flowers follow the As the water flows away, it is conceivable that it is not the flowers that are ruthless, but that the love does not belong to them. Jiang Zihan twirled the petals and dangled in front of Yan Ziyao's eyes. He was meditating, and at this moment Jiang Zihan's actions caused him to open his eyes, his eyes were as bright as the glazed glass in the night, and Jiang Zihan was stunned for a moment, thinking to himself, how could this person have a pair of glazed eyes, Even more seductive than a monster, Yan Ziyao saw him in a daze, and didn't bother to bother him, so he said solemnly with some feigned anger: "What does Taoyao have to do with me? But you, if you trouble me again, I will But I’ll accept you.”; “Stingy.” Yan Ziyao closed his eyes and meditated again, making Jiang Zihan mutter in a low voice with dissatisfaction, and then lay back to his original position. In the realm of human beings, only the peach blossoms on both sides of the strait are shining. If you can enjoy the flying flowers and the moon at night, the sun is slightly smoky today, which is comparable to the intoxication of fine wine; it is only an hour of boating on the Han River, and now the peach blossoms in many places have already bloomed. The peach blossoms here But it is better than other places, the place not far away is full of flying flowers, Jiang Zihan didn't want to miss this scene, cast a spell to make the boat approach the small crossing of the river bank, the eaves of the boat knocked to the river bank with a bang, Yan Ziyao couldn't feel at ease anymore, He gave Jiang Zihan a sharp eye, and let him experience it by himself; but the scenery in front of him was picturesque, Jiang Zihan didn't care whether Yan Ziyao was angry, he just bypassed him and jumped off the boat to the shore, and followed the white stone path to the depths of the peach forest Looking for it, the smell in the forest is mixed, or there are strands of peach blossom fragrance, or there is an unmistakable fragrance of wine, as if it tastes the same as the peach blossom wine in Jiuchongtianhua, could it be that the wine is brewed here?

With some doubts, Jiang Zihan followed the twists and turns along the path. In the depths of the peach forest, there is a corner of the house that is half exposed. Maybe someone really lives here. It’s so leisurely. It's a happy place far away from the hustle and bustle; Yan Ziyao is extremely boring following Jiang Zihan, this kind of flower sea also exists in Yufu Mountain, although viewing the scenery should be thought of, but Yan Ziyao didn't feel much. There was a man holding an iron hoe, squatting down and turning the soil under the tree. He quickly caught up with Jiang Zihan, pointed at the man and said, "What do you think that man is doing?"; Jiang Zihan was obsessed all the way. Taoyao's true nature, how can she think about other things, until Yan Ziyao grabbed his sleeve, and then looked at the tree over there. The man's back was facing them. He had no choice but to go forward and ask, and he said, "I don't know, why don't you go over and have a look?" Before Yan Ziyao nodded and responded, Jiang Zihan had already walked there quickly. It was rain, and Yan Ziyao could only shake his head and follow. The man knew that a stranger was visiting, but he didn't turn his head back, and continued with his work; Jiang Zihan stood a few steps away from the man, watching quietly. After digging the soil and planing the hole, he squatted down and took out some flower petals from the basket at his feet and put them in, and then pushed the soil around to smooth it out. Is he burying flowers?Jiang Zihan never knew who would bury the dead flowers, so he said to himself that this person is really free, so he stepped forward and asked, "I don't know what's the meaning of burying the flowers in Xiongtai?"; Cheng Shang, so I buried him in this way, otherwise when the rain comes, he will drift away with the water, unable to find the original root." The remaining flowers in the basket were buried, and the man got up and patted the soil in his palm, Turning around and smiling, "Then how do you know that Luohua doesn't want to go with the water?" In fact, whether Luohua follows the ruthless flowing water or turns into spring mud to protect the flowers, Jiang Zihan believes that it is its own will, and no one can interfere; Ruthless, falling flowers are just asking for harm?" The man looked just like a youth, with black hair and thick eyebrows, and a light-colored cloak, which seemed to add a kindness to his majesty, and was very amiable; "But you How do you know that it is not as sweet as it is? As the old saying goes, how can a child know the joy of a fish if it is not a fish?" Jiang Zihan is used to being at ease, thinking that all things should follow their own will and not be restrained by others; the two had a debate for a while , the man smiled and asked: "You and I each hold our own opinions, why don't you come into the nunnery with me and have a chat?"

"So, that's fine." Jiang Zihan was about to ask for the confusion in his heart, so he agreed; the man said please, and then he carried the bamboo basket and took the hoe to lead the way. Jiang Zihan returned the salute, Yan Ziyao was a little reluctant , but Jiang Zihan couldn't help dragging and dragging, so he had to tell Rao to break away from the other party and follow behind him.

The man led the two of them along the small path to his home. The place was not magnificent, but it had its subtleties. Yan Ziyao's eyes were like a torch, and he noticed that there seemed to be darkness and gossip. In this way, his worries disappeared. At least this person is not a demon, "Peach, Flower, Nunnery." Jiang Zihan stood at the door and looked at the plaque on the top, but there were three characters of Peach Blossom Temple. There is also peach blossom wine everywhere, dare to ask, are you the peach blossom fairy?"; "Although I plant peach trees and pick peach blossoms to make wine, I am really not the peach blossom fairy who needs money for wine." The man put down his utensils and washed his hands with water from the well on the east side of the courtyard. He just laughed lightly, what he said was not a lie, he was indeed not a peach blossom fairy. "Yan Ziyao knew that the man's words were not finished, so he asked: "I don't know if I can ask, what is your surname, and whose family you cultivated in?" Lan, although he usually doesn't care about names and appearances, but since people have already asked, he can't help but answer. After thinking about it, he replied: "Actually, names and surnames are just things in the world, so you don't have to be persistent, but if you really want to answer, then you can answer." Call me Wushang."; "What a Wushang." Jiang Zihan just wanted to say that when he came in, he saw inscriptions on the left and right sides of the gate. If there is a book in the sky, if there is love, the sky is also old. Those who treat it are the right way in the world and the vicissitudes of life. Before, he didn't know why the inscription had nothing to do with Peach Blossom Temple, but now that he heard the owner's name and surname, he understood that those who have no feelings are nothing but heartless people; In order to wait for one person, now it seems that the predestined person has arrived, so he invited: "Since the two of you have come here, why don't you come in with me and have a drink before talking?".