Fly the wrong branch and become a phoenix

The weather is fresh in March in Yangchun, and the beautiful flowers in the lake shine in spring.

The boat is full of flowers and wine, and Yan Ge and Zhao Wu stay in the clouds.

The girl picking lotus in the May Lake laughs at the lotus and talks with others.

The surface of the lake is shimmering, the colorful boats are flying like shuttles, and the cheers are bursting.

Weeping willow sprouts dance with the wind, the spring is beautiful and wanton, the faint lotus fragrance lingers around the nose, and the cheerful laughter disturbs the heart.Such a beautiful scene on a good day, of course, the people who enjoy the scenery are indispensable.Young masters, young masters, and students with different appearances looked chic and self-satisfied, waving folding fans in their hands, shaking their heads, pretending to be upright and aloof.

Under a weeping willow, a handsome young man in an elegant white robe stretched his neck, stared at the lotus picker in the lake with bright and crystal eyes, and murmured in ecstasy: "Beauty..."

"It's really a beauty..." echoed from the side.

Hearing the echoes from the side, Mr. Qiao nodded vigorously, pointed at a purple-clothed woman in the lake without looking back, and said happily: "This year's lotus festival, Miss Tang is the most beautiful!"

The Lotus Festival, a festival handed down from ancestors in Qutang County in the south of the Yangtze River, is said to commemorate a fairy girl named Lotus.The annual lotus festival, whether it is a lady or a jasper, must participate, so this festival can often cause thousands of people to empty their streets, just to see the beauty.

"Master, I think our young lady is the most beautiful!" The young man in Tsing Yi next to Young Master Qiao pouted and retorted disapprovingly.Obviously the young lady is the most beautiful, why did the young master say that the young lady of the Tang family is the most beautiful?

An ignorant and silly child who doesn't know his young master's thoughts, no matter how beautiful his sister is, she is also his own sister, but Miss Tang's is different, she is his crush.

"Beauty!"

A voice next to him suddenly rang in his ears, and hot air sprayed on Young Master Qiao's earlobe. The ambiguous voice made him jump, and he turned his head angrily: "Who do you say is a beauty?"

Thin and angry eyebrows and eyes, charming and evil, shimmering when you look forward to, clear and charming, your nose is like a beautiful peak, your lips are like petals, your white skin is like snow and jade, emitting a faint pearly luster in the sun .Such a beautiful woman, how can she have such a beautiful word, and it is not a compliment to overwhelm the country and the city.

I don't know when the young man next to Mr. Qiao showed a lustful look, and looked at Mr. Qiao affectionately: "Of course you are a beauty."

"Master, I'm a man, not a beauty!" It's really not a pleasant thing for a man to be called a beauty. Young Master Qiao's tone was harsh and his expression was angry.

But in the eyes of others, this kind of expression is full of amorous feelings, bewitching people's hearts and bewildering people's eyes.Those who noticed the turmoil here only saw the white figure in their eyes at this moment, and how many people's hearts fell.

"Are you sick?" The young man in Tsing Yi rolled his eyes at the young man, looking like an idiot, "There is no distinction between men and women, they are seriously ill."

"Get out of the way!" Young Master Qiao lost all interest in being disturbed by this, and pushed the young man beside him viciously.

"Beauty, don't go." After being pushed, the young man recovered from the shock, and immediately chased after him. At the same time, some young masters and young masters from other places were also chasing after him.

"That's the young master of the Gu family."

"Hey, I was chased again..."

"poor child……"

The locals in Qutang County are not surprised by this scene. It can be seen that this kind of thing happens often and they are used to it.

The handsome young man who easily threw off his tail, was sitting listlessly on a bluestone slab at the moment, looking listless: "Xiaowen, is there anything to eat? The young master is hungry."

Being often chased by people made Young Master Qiao's foot strength much better than ordinary people, but after running wildly like this, the boy soon felt hungry.

Hearing the young master's words, Xiaowen in Tsing Yi's stomach groaned a few times in harmony. He rubbed his belly and said bitterly, "Master, it's gone. You have spent all the money."

As soon as the young master went out, he went straight to the snack street. After eating all over the street, the rewards that he had held in his arms for half a month flowed away like water, and his heart ached.

The breeze blew softly, mischievously lifting a few wisps of pretty young man's long hair, as smooth as satin and as black as thick ink, fluttering and flickering.

The handsome young man's straight nose suddenly moved a few times, and he turned his head to the left, his eyes sparkled with crystal light: "What's the smell? It smells good."

The scent brought by the breeze was faint, with a hint of cold and mellow aroma, the eyes of the pretty young man lit up, and he swallowed his saliva: "It smells like wine, take a look!"

Young Master Qiao climbed up the mountain path in high spirits, and it seemed that the listless person just now was not him at all.

Xiaowen followed behind, and said anxiously: "Madam ordered, the young master is not allowed to drink."

It's a bit embarrassing to tell the reason why the whole Gu family doesn't let the young master drink, it's because the young master can't drink, and his wine quality is...too bad!

This mountain road leads directly to the Pudu Temple on the top of the mountain. Mr. Qiao has been here for a long time, so he is very familiar with it, so when the small pavilion standing halfway up the mountain and the two people in the pavilion appeared in sight, he showed a look that was indeed the case.

There are two people in the pavilion, one middle-aged and one young, the young sits, the middle-aged stands respectfully behind, and on the table in front of the young are several small dishes and a jug of good wine.

The cold and mellow fragrance wafted from the jug and wine glass, which aroused the greed in Young Master Qiao's stomach.

Young Master Qiao put on a friendly smile and walked into the small pavilion with no need for entertainment: "Although the scenery is beautiful, but young master is drinking alone in the small pavilion in the mountains, isn't it lonely? Although I am not talented, I would like to share with young master. Share this loneliness and share this beauty."

Sharing this fine wine...Of course, you can't say the latter sentence. After all, it's not easy to do something aboveboard, isn't it?

The young man has sword eyebrows and star eyes, thin lips and moist lips, handsome and extraordinary, a white robe with gold trim, a belt around his waist inlaid with gold and jade, an elegant crown with jade and agate falling on it.

Just sitting there without moving gives people a slight sense of oppression.