Chang'an Youth Tour

When Helian arrived at Hanxiang Temple, it was already dark.

He rode alone, light and fast, and it took only half an hour to get here from the embassy. Hanxiang Temple has always had a beautiful view, and there are many tourists. Fortunately, it is not very clear after dark, otherwise his blond hair, it is estimated that everyone look sideways.

There was a gazebo at the foot of the mountain, and he saw two horses tied under the tree from a distance, which seemed to be Rong Hao and his entourage.Rong Hao is still the same, it's rare to see him wearing a brocade robe, frost blue, embroidered with silver cranes, when the mountain wind blows, his whole body feels cool.

The attendants didn't seem to know that he had invited Helian, and they were taken aback when they saw this prince from a foreign land riding a horse.

Rong Hao remained calm.

"Are you there?" He put away the things in his hand and said, "Let's go."

Both of them walked up the mountain road without any entourage. In late autumn, the trees all over the mountain changed color, either yellow or red, like clusters of fire falling on the mountain in the night.Along the way, I heard the sound of streams, but I couldn't see the water. When I got to the middle of the mountain, I saw a waterfall, narrow and long, silvery white, falling from the cliff.

It turns out that Hanxiang Temple is on the hillside, after all it is the capital city, and the monks in the temple have seen some important figures, knowing Rong Hao's status, they just served tea and didn't dare to disturb him, so they withdrew again.An osmanthus tree in the temple looks very old. It is full of golden flowers and has a strong fragrance. No wonder it is called Hanxiang Temple.

"The years are late in the mountains, so the sweet-scented osmanthus in the palace has all bloomed, but the ones here are blooming just right." Standing under the tree, Rong Hao looked up at the sweet-scented osmanthus road on the tree. He is cool in color.

"Master Rong asked me out, just to show me the sweet-scented osmanthus?"

Rong Hao didn't answer, but just lowered his head, as if he was looking for something under the tree, the ground was covered with weeds, and a lot of sweet-scented osmanthus fell, so he couldn't see anything clearly.

"What are you looking for?" Helian asked.

"Guizi."

"Osmanthus is not sweet-scented osmanthus?" Helian remembered clearly: "There are three autumn osmanthus and ten-mile lotus."

"There are many osmanthus in Lingyin Temple in Hangzhou. The monk said: "The osmanthus is also in the middle of this month. So far, the moon is often seen in the Mid-Autumn Festival. The monks have also tried to pick it up." Rong Hao saw that he didn't answer. , and he retorted: "However, there is a verse in Bai Juyi's poems, 'I think of the place where my teacher walks, and the heavenly fragrance and osmanthus fall in succession'. It can be seen that the osmanthus descended from the sky is a Buddhist allusion. The osmanthus here refers to the osmanthus flower. Bai Juyi's mountain temple "Looking for osmanthus in the middle of the moon" and "Sanqiu osmanthus" in Liu Yong both refer to sweet-scented osmanthus."

Rong Hao's self-questioning and self-refuting is originally the method of speculation for scholars.Helian was from Xirong, so he had never seen it before, so he couldn't help laughing as he watched from the side.

He is tall and tall, wearing only a Xirong leather robe, leaning against the sweet-scented osmanthus tree with his hands folded, his blond hair seems to shine in the dark, but he is actually very beautiful, his facial features are more delicate than that Huakui Manzhu, but his bearing Amazing, but people forget to look at his face.

He didn't understand Rong Hao's poem, so he raised his head to look at the tree, and suddenly smiled.

"I found it." He was already tall, with slender limbs, and he picked them off as soon as he stretched out his hand. It turned out that the seeds of the sweet-scented osmanthus tree were oval, and they were clustered together and hidden behind the leaves. Rong Hao.

Rong Hao took it and looked in his hand.

"Still green, immature."

"What color is it ripe?"

"Crimson purple."

"Then we have to wait." Helian said casually, picked a few more, and tossed them in his hand.His hands are also slender, with well-defined joints and a snow-white complexion.

"When you come back next time, you should be familiar with it." Rong Haoman replied.

"And next time?"

After Helian said this, both of them fell silent.

They are all smart people, and there is no need to explain some things, as they already know each other well.Not to mention that Rong Hao is a veteran in the field of romance, at least he can bear the word romantic, he has been admired by countless people, and he can tell the affection in the eyes of others if he sees it a lot, and he can tell it at a glance.When Helian was half drunk that day, he asked him if he knew about Huyan River. He didn't understand at the time, but after thinking about it after returning home, he understood.

Although the moonlight was not good that night, Prince Xirong, who was of Xiluo blood, was moved by him at that moment.

It would be false to say that the feeling of not being offended.It would be a lie to say that I am not proud.Rong Hao came to Beijing since he was a child, with a noble status, and without the discipline of his father and brother, he is a romantic, many people admire him, there are famous ladies, and naturally there are princes and grandsons, it is the first time for barbarians.Besides, the Xirong people are still a powerful enemy, so they should be even more proud.

Of course, he wasn't arrogant enough to think that this little bit of affection would change anything. In the power field, there were hostile camps, so this bit of affection wouldn't be of much use.It was enough for him to let the boy pass the message, and let the Xirong people come to accompany him to climb the mountain at dusk.

However, Rong Hao's own calculations are all calculations, and He Lian pointed it out with a single sentence, the situation is still a bit embarrassing.

He has always been arrogant, even if he was embarrassed, he still insisted, and asked: "Since you know, why are you here?"

Helen smiled.

"If I don't come, how can I hear Master Rong's poems?"

These words are not surprising at all, but with his tone and eyes, there is a sense of teasing.Rong Hao couldn't help but said angrily: "You have already lost the game, why are you still talking so hard?"

"Oh, if Mr. Rong is so confident, why did you secretly ask me out before you start. Isn't it because you are afraid that I will stay in the embassy and ruin your plan?" Helian said in a leisurely manner.

Rong Hao's pass was broken again, he didn't bother to show mercy any more, he simply tore his face and said: "So what if you know, it's too late for you to go back now."

He fully thought that if he said this, Helian would definitely make trouble.Fortunately, I have practiced martial arts, and the followers I bring are even more skilled in martial arts. Although they are not as good as Ao Ji, they are well prepared, and I am not afraid that he will be caught by the fish.

Who knew that his hands were all on the saber, but Helian remained calm, just raised his eyes and looked at himself.His emerald green eyes deepened in the dark, like black jade.

"What are you looking at?" Rong Hao asked coldly.

"Do you want to know what I wanted to tell you when I was drunk that day?" He laughed.

"I don't want to." Rong Hao refused.He originally thought that Helian would stalk and continue, but who knew that after he refused, Helian really fell silent, leaned against the osmanthus tree, looked up to find the osmanthus seeds, and had no intention of saying any more.Rong Hao frowned, and couldn't help asking: "What did you want to say that day?"

"I'm in a bad mood, I don't want to talk about it."

His expression was relaxed, but Rong Hao gritted his teeth angrily, wishing he could catch him and punch him a few times, just to calm down his anger, Helian said again: "Rong Hao, do you know the history of the Xiluo people?"

"I only know that the female slave of Hiro is famous." Rong Hao provocatively said.

Helian has always had a deep mind and was not angry, she just said flatly: "That's an outsider's opinion, let me show you something."

He stretched his hands into his arms, the leather robe on his body was strangely dressed, it was normal, probably because of the heat from walking, but he took off one side, only half of it was on, revealing the dark underwear inside, lining his blond hair, Don't be too chic.Rong Hao thought he was going to take out something, but it turned out to be a handkerchief with fine texture and patterns, it felt very cool and smooth to the touch, but it was not silk.

Rong Hao had received countless similar sachets and handkerchiefs, and he thought he was going to give them to him, but he showed them to him and took them back.

"My mother left it to me, and she wove it by herself." Helian said calmly.

"Oh, you keep looking at things and thinking about people..." Rong Hao's words suddenly stopped, he raised his eyes and looked at Helian suspiciously.

He is so smart, how can he not understand the meaning behind this handkerchief, Hu people are all nomadic tribes, their handicrafts are very rough, they all depend on doing business with Da Zhou, otherwise they can only wear fur.Handkerchiefs mean excellent weaving technology, and weaving has always been a symbol of civilization.Combined with those rumors, the Heroes may really be exiled nobles from a highly civilized country.

"I came to Dazhou this time, and I feel very familiar. The people of Dazhou are elegant and gentle, just like the people of Xiluo." Helian said, and suddenly approached, whispering in Rong Hao's ear: "But you and I know , Elegance is vulnerable to brutality."

There was a sudden pain in his ear, it was because he bit his own earlobe.

Rong Hao felt chills all over his body, stretched out his hand and drew out his sword, and attacked Helian's body without any hesitation, Helian only dodged lightly, his figure was extremely fast, like a falcon, and he had already retreated in a blink of an eye, Rong Hao even touched the corner of his clothes. Also not cut.

The attendant heard the movement and came through the forest cutting leaves. The surrounding forest was full of footsteps, Helian was not afraid, but just smiled and said: "It turns out that Master Rong still has an ambush."

"How can we deal with you without an ambush?" Rong Hao calmed down a bit, and sneered.

"Master Rong is talking big again." Helian tilted his head, his eyes slowly lingered on Rong Hao's body, as if trying to pierce his clothes, and said with a smile: "I'm not something you can deal with, call the Eastern Palace that early Come to an end, maybe there is still a chance.”

"You deserve it too?" Rong Hao laughed back angrily: "I don't know who is talking big, I found out a long time ago, you don't have the support of the King of Xirong behind you, and the nobles of Xirong don't even recognize you, so only Meng Cang can listen to you." A few words from you, you are nothing more than a counselor at best."

"Oh, the one from the Eastern Palace is in a better situation than me." Helian said with a smile.

These words hit the biggest worry in Rong Hao's heart, and it really hit the sore spot.

"You are presumptuous!"

Rong Hao was about to use force when he heard a sudden cry in the night sky, it looked like an eagle but not an eagle, he couldn't see what it looked like, only saw a huge black shadow hovering on the top of the mountain, it seemed to be some kind of bird of prey.

Helian looked up, apparently knowing what the cry meant.

"Okay, I won't tease you anymore." He smiled easily, but his movements were not attached: "See you next time, Mr. Rong."

He jumped up, very fast, lit the branches, and disappeared in the forest in an instant. When his followers surrounded him, he saw Rong Hao standing under the osmanthus tree with a gloomy expression, and the osmanthus seeds fell on the ground at his feet.