Legend of the Orchid

March is like the light yellow petals of winter jasmine, filling the streets and alleys bit by bit. Zhong Lan found a sunny and sunny day, and was ready to go out with great interest. Everyone clamored to go with Zhong Lan.

Zhong Lan said with a smile: "The spring is coming, come with me."

So, Baochun smiled and winked at Siqi, followed Mr. Lan with light steps, leaving Siqi staring blankly.

As soon as she went out, even the air became lively. Zhong Lan looked at the rough linen clothes of ordinary people and felt very kind. She couldn't help smiling at an old lady. In an instant, the other woman rolled her eyes and fell to the ground.

Zhong Lan didn't feel anything wrong, seeing a strong young man holding a two-finger-wide loach in his hand, recalling the scene when her mother bought the loach and cooked at home when she was a child, she couldn't help but stare at the loach, and waited for him to pick it up. At the beginning, I found that the boy was looking at him curiously, and immediately laughed embarrassedly, and only heard a "bang", the boy bumped into the doorpost.

"My lord, you better stop laughing." Baochun covered her mouth and smiled.

Zhong Lan had no choice but to lower her head, but she still couldn't stop the astonishing eyes cast from all around.

Tokyo is surrounded by water, and there are so many Hongqiaos. It is warm and cold right now, and plum blossoms are blooming along the riverside, making the capital very vivid.

Zhong Lan stood on the bridge and watched the water and the sky meet in the distance. The small pond in front of her house when she was a child emerged from the gray end. It is a small light green flower, and his father said to him: "Confucius said: If you are like orchid, you will never change, and if your heart is like orchid, you will never change. Lan'er, you should learn from orchids, soft on the outside and strong on the inside, and your integrity will last forever."

Father, Lan'er will remember your words, Lan'er will not let you down.

A child ran past Zhong Lan holding a paper kite in the shape of a swallow, and Baochun said curiously, "My lord, let's buy a paper kite to play with too!"

Zhong Lan said with a smile: "You are also the year of cardamom, why are you still interested in paper kites, why don't you buy some rouge and gouache, dress up beautifully and marry someone."

Baochun's face flushed with embarrassment: "When did I say I was going to get married, son, don't make fun of me."

The two walked down the Hongqiao laughing and laughing. There happened to be a peddler by the bridge selling rouge and various spices. Zhong Lan saw that there was Shen Tan on the load. What do you like, I will buy it for you."

After all, Baochun was a girl, and after a thank you, she happily came over to pick out the items.

With a smile on Zhong Lan's face, her eyes swept over Baochun's palm, and then returned to Shen Tan.

In the end, the two masters and servants each bought what they wanted, and after shopping for a while, they were both tired and hungry, so they planned to find a restaurant to eat.

There happened to be a big restaurant by the river bank, and the plaque said "Long Yu Tang". Zhong Lan curled her lips playfully: "This restaurant is not welcome." Hurry up and go in!"

The two entered the restaurant one after the other. The boss saw a young man with a jade face coming in at the door, and hurriedly ordered Xiao Er to take Zhong Lan and Bao Chun to the private room upstairs.

Zhong Lan ordered a few light dishes and said to Baochun, "You can sit too."

Baochun hurriedly shook his head and said, "I dare not!"

Zhong Lan smiled at her softly: "There is no need to be formal when you are outside, you can just sit down, here is blocked by a curtain, outsiders can't see it."

Baochun's expression changed, and she insisted that she dared not, Zhonglan could not force her, Baochun said that she had already paid for the meal, so she bowed down and was blessed, so she went down.

After Baochun left, Zhonglan sat alone waiting for the food. He looked downstairs through the window and saw a crowd of people's heads. He couldn't help feeling that the prosperity of Tokyo was even better than that of Jiangning.

After waiting for a long time, he realized that something was wrong. The sound of cups and wines beside him had stopped, and there was a dead silence upstairs. If it weren't for the excitement downstairs, he wouldn't have sat there for so long without realizing it.

Zhong Lan carefully pushed the seat away and was about to go downstairs when she saw a jade-faced young man holding a tortoiseshell fan coming up the stairs, she gasped and froze on the spot.

That son is Jin Wang Zhao Guangyi.

In the distance, Zhao Guangyi squinted his phoenix eyes and said with a smile on his face: "Mr. Li is so elegant, drinking alone upstairs!"

Li Zhonglan suddenly felt his heart beating faster, so he had to bow his head and salute, and called: "My lord."

In a short while, the other party's wide sleeves swept a gust of breeze, and Zhao Guangyi's amiable voice was mellow: "Forget it. This king and Mr. Li are really destined, how about having a meal together?"

Zhong Lan didn't raise her head, and said: "Thank you for your kindness, my lord, I just finished eating, so I can't accompany you, I will take my leave first."

After finishing speaking, he was about to leave, but the waiter from the missing shop came up with the dishes, and he still smiled at Zhong Lan: "Master, your dishes are all ready!"

The corner of Zhao Guangyi's mouth curled up into a playful smile, he opened the fan with a "wow", and said with a smile: "Since the food is served, please don't be polite, my lord. I'll treat you to this meal."

He didn't ask Zhong Lan for advice, so he sat in the private room. Zhong Lan blushed with shame, but in desperation, she had no choice but to bite the bullet and follow in.

As soon as she sat down in her seat, Zhong Lan felt that the two gazes were like the scorching sun in summer, as if it was going to melt him, and she couldn't help glistening sweat from her temples, her eyes drooped slightly, and she looked shy.

Zhao Guangyi waited for Xiaoer to arrange the food and wine, seeing that Li Zhonglan was uncomfortable, the smile in his eyes deepened: "Mr. Li, don't be too formal, may I call you Zhonglan?"

Zhong Lan glanced sideways at Zhao Guangyi's swaying fan, secretly scolding Zhao Guangyi for not being afraid of freezing to death, but replied in a respectful tone: "I don't dare for a humble job!"

Zhao Guangyi raised his beautiful eyebrows that grew into the clouds, and continued: "I, Zhao Guangyi, have always liked to make friends, Zhong Lan can call me by my name in the future, Mu Yun, how about it?"

Zhong Lan still refused: "I don't dare to work in a humble position!"

Zhao Guangyi smiled helplessly, and said leisurely: "When my mother was pregnant with me, she dreamed that the gods gave her the sun from the sky. Later on the evening when I was born, the sun shone in the west, and the sky was covered with red clouds, reflecting the streets and alleys like As if on fire, my father thought I was the sun at night, so he took this word for me."

He was satisfied to see that Zhong Lan's head was finally raised, and there was a curious light in the other's eyes. He couldn't help laughing that he had become a storyteller, and continued: "The night I was born, there was a strange fragrance in the streets, so I I have a special liking for people with a strange fragrance. The first time I met you, I smelled the fragrance of your body. It can be said that I hit it off right away. If it weren't for the tense battle on the front line and no time to look around, I would definitely become inseparable with you and chat about the past and the present !"

Zhong Lan originally listened with great interest, but Zhao Guangyi started talking nonsense in a serious manner. His head was full of black lines, and he quickly lowered his eyes.

There was a trace of embarrassment in the air, but Zhao Guangyi didn't care. He slowly waved his fan and asked, "Zhong Lan, can you tell me where the fragrance on your body comes from?"

Now she had to speak, and Zhong Lan finally realized Li Yu's mood every time she went to court, and her tone was also weak: "I learned how to make incense from the teacher in the palace when I was young, and I often burn incense to smoke myself."

Zhao Guangyi nodded thoughtfully, rolled his eyes, and asked, "I heard that Xu Xuan, a ghost in the Southern Tang Dynasty, can also make incense. Is he your teacher?"

Zhong Lan was startled, and glanced at the other party, seeing that Zhao Guangyi was smiling at him ambiguously, she couldn't help feeling chills down her back, and replied, "Yes."

"That's great." Zhao Guangyi closed the fan with one hand, and said with great interest, "I'll visit your place some other day, and you can send me some incense, okay?"

"Since the lord likes it, I will ask my servants to send some incense to the lord's mansion after returning from the humble position." Zhong Lan said dryly. He sat with his head bowed and his chest up until now, feeling a little stiff in his body, but he didn't dare to move. I'm afraid that Zhao Guangyi will cast more playful eyes.

Zhao Guangyi was a little disappointed when he got such a reply. He picked up the jug and poured a glass of wine for the other party, then raised his own wine glass, and said politely: "Thank you in advance, Mu Yun, Zhong Lan, I toast you!"

Zhong Lan knew that once she drank the wine, she would never stop drinking it, so she hurriedly declined, "Thank you, my lord, I don't drink in humble positions."

Zhao Guangyi asked in surprise: "Didn't you drink the Shangyuan Festival dinner?"

Zhong Lan had no choice but to decline: "I can't drink enough in a humble job, so I went back to rest after a few drinks. I don't drink a drop on weekdays."

Zhao Guangyi let out an "oh" at the end, and then laughed meaningfully, which made Li Zhonglan's hair stand on end. Zhonglan was worried that Zhao Guangyi would let him drink again, so she hurriedly picked up the bowls and chopsticks to pick up vegetables, but he was obviously very hungry, but at this moment he had no appetite No, I can't eat after a few bites.

It is said that Zhao Guangyi was impatient when fighting, but he ate really slowly. He ate back and forth for an hour, and Li Zhonglan's palms were sweaty after eating, and finally finished leisurely.

Zhong Lan heaved a sigh of relief as if relieved from a heavy burden, and said that something was going on at home, so she hurriedly said goodbye and left, knowing that Zhao Guangyi was staring behind him, she felt ashamed and annoyed, her pretty face was frozen to ice, waiting for Baochun to find him, I found that no matter how much she teased the young master, the young master was unhappy.

The author has something to say:

There are a lot of interactions after Gongshou, so don’t worry, and I don’t know if you will prefer Gongshou or Shou in the end, I’m a little curious