Chapter 43 Chapter Eight: From Yan to Chunyu

The Yangzhen Pavilion where Xingyan stayed is actually a beautiful garden.In the morning of this day, when the eastern morning light was slightly dew, the breeze was warm, and there was still white mist floating between the green trees and terraces, Ju Ying came to visit.At that time, Xingyan was thinking about something on his mind, when he heard the sound of wearing the ring, he raised his head to look, and saw the emperor and daughter from the Moon Gate Cave, walking towards her.The palace bun is high, like a green cloud, and the pink is charming and clean, like the color of snow. It walks on the cobblestone path, just like a fairy in the painting, with a light skirt and mist, like a musk deer like an orchid. , before she approached, she could smell the refreshing fragrance faintly.

"Wake up, are you up?" Before Xingyan could speak, Ju Ying asked attentively: "Did you sleep well last night?" "Ok!" Seeing Ju Ying's question, he wakes up and answers with a smile: "Sleeping well. But... it's just thinking about something before going to bed, tossing and turning for a long time before I can fall asleep." "Yeah? What's the matter?" Hearing what Xingyan said, although Ju Ying saw that he was still smiling, she still couldn't help asking anxiously: "Is there something difficult? Can I help?"

"Ha, thank you. It's not too difficult; but it's really not easy to do." Just listen to wake up and say: "Ju Ying, before I went to bed last night, I was thinking about my practice and discussion in Luofu Mountain in the past few years, and I suddenly became enlightened. I was wondering if I could write down these experiences and count them as the master of the Four Seas Hall. This is the first book I have written since I took office, and I can leave it to the disciples in the hall to read it in the future!" "...This is a good thing!" Hearing the words of awakening, Ju Ying was completely relieved, her face turned pale, her smile was like a flower, and she said with a little coquettish joy: "I thought Master Zhang was tossing and turning, because he was afraid of not being able to marry a wife just like back then, but it turned out that yes--"

Wei Xingyan frightened her, so Ju Ying joked about the old incident of punishing evil government servants together on Poyang Lake, but for some reason, she suddenly blushed a little, and did not dare to continue talking about this, so she turned around and said seriously: "So Xingyan I just want to keep the masterpiece, it’s a good thing~” The extremely beautiful Princess Qingcheng put on a very pretty grimace, stuck out her tongue, and said mischievously: "The little girl dares to ask the Hall Master Zhang. She wrote a book and wrote this time. I don't know how the famous disciple Ju Ying can help you ?”

For the first time in these days, Ju Ying showed such a naughty girlish look. "what!" Seeing Ju Yingxi smiling, Xingyan was very happy, and let go of his heart, and said softly, "Of course I need your help!" He patted his chest, made fun of Ju Ying, and pretended to say bold words: "Ju Ying, can you arrange some pens, inks, papers and inkstones for me? The master of this hall will work hard to write books in this Yangzhen Pavilion from today onwards." Already!" "Hee, this..." Hearing such a request, Ju Ying giggled and hesitated, and waited for a while before she said with a smile: "Master Zhang, the pen, ink, paper and inkstone are all trivial matters, as long as I give an order, everything will be ready. "

"Ah? So what are you waiting for? The princess hastened to issue an edict to collect pens and inks?" "whee!" Seeing Xingyan's pretended panic, Ju Ying was very happy, and said: "Don't worry, don't worry, Ju Ying is just thinking, the Yangzhen Pavilion you live in is really small, writing a book in this small place, I'm afraid It's going to constrict your train of thought. Considering that the weather is fine today, how about we go to the Nanyuan Palace to write a book, where the scenery is pleasant and the spring is picturesque, it will definitely make your writing more exquisite!"

"Ha, good!" Xingyan applauded and laughed: "Then go quickly, just as a spring outing~" "Ok!" Ju Yingying smiled like a flower, and walked up to Xingyan like a bird clinging to her, guiding him on the way to the palace.Compared with the majestic appearance in front of those courtiers these days, Ju Ying is a completely different person now. Ignore the gossip; just to remind you that you are on your way now, even if you bring Juying, the Nanwan Palace will arrive in a short time.When I arrived at the gate of Nanyuan Palace, I looked up at the plaque hanging on the natural gate made of green bamboo, and woke up to realize that the Nanyuan Palace in Yingkou was originally called "Jingyang".

Jingyang Palace, located in the southern suburbs of Luoyang, was the spring and summer palace of the royal family.In this Jingyang Palace, there are countless spring flowers and summer trees, which bloom together every spring, turning this palace garden into a huge flower garden.At this time, the fragrant wind is mighty, the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant, and the Jingyang Palace becomes the well-deserved number one scenic spot in Luoyang in spring. After Xingyan entered the garden and walked all the way, I only felt that the Nanyuan Palace recommended by Juying was indeed full of spring.Walking into the palace, it is like walking into a painting, in which flowers are everywhere, spring mist gets lost, if it is not for Ju Ying's reminders along the way, he would not be able to see clearly that there are many twists and turns in the blooming flowers and spring trees that cover the sky and the sun curved road.

Entering the Jingyang Xingyuan, there are still several miles away from the south gate of the Xinggong Palace to the library that Ju Ying mentioned.Before they saw the quaint pavilion shrouded in grass and trees, they had experienced several moving scenery along the way.Entering the palace, Fanhua Fan didn't know how many roads he turned, and when he woke up, he saw a huge rapeseed field lying in front of him.Among them, the cauliflower is in full bloom, and the dazzling flowers are overwhelming and dazzling. Whenever the spring breeze blows, it fluctuates up and down, just like a sea of ​​golden waves.In this kind of rapeseed field, there are many bees, and the buzzing sound can be heard endlessly. Although the sound is not low, it feels very pleasant and harmonious in this spring scenery.

According to Ju Ying, this vast rapeseed field is called "Golden Sea", and it is usually taken care of by the maids of honor, not only for viewing, but also for subsidizing the expenses of the palace when it is harvested. While listening to the soft words of the girl whispering like spring swallows, while walking in such a golden ocean, smelling the fragrance, listening to the singing of birds and birds, spring is like wine, like wine brewed, only in this place, wake up It seems to be drunk. Qiangzi calmed down, kept awake, walked out of such a beautiful spring painting, and saw a garden of stone carvings in front of him.Wake up and look at the stele, and know that this place is called "Stone Lake".This stone lake is different from all the rocks in rich gardens that I have seen before. There is not a single exquisite and towering rock in the lake. It is like the waves of the lake.

At this time, the sun is bright, and those stone flakes with quartz components are shining.Therefore, under the ingenious design of the royal craftsmen, these seemingly natural but well-arranged stone waves, reflecting the sun, emit a bright light, like sparkling water.Under such scattered lights and shadows, those stone flakes in the shape of clouds and waves seemed to come alive for a moment, and the water waves filled the sky and filled the sky, as if they were going to swallow the two people walking in it! Wading across the stone lake with trepidation, there is a sea of ​​colorful flowers.In the gentle hills, thousands of Poppins sway, red, pink, orange, yellow, white, colorful flowers bloom in the wind, forming a gorgeous sea of ​​flowers on the hillside.Among them, occasionally there are whirling green trees, which become a sudden oasis on the sea of ​​flowers.And this water chestnut grass sea has another peculiarity.According to Ju Ying, they have a strange flowering period. They bloom in the morning every day and are at their peak at noon.At dusk, the shriveled flowers can no longer cover the green branches and leaves, and the Poppins will turn into a blue sky, and the flower buds on it are as bright as stars, which is very moving to look at. After passing Hualing Caohai, there is a veritable clear lake with water and sea, named "Mirror Lake".Jinghu Lake is the source of water for Jingyang Palace. The Jinghu Lake is as flat as a mirror, and hydrangeas and book grasses are planted all over the lake, which surrounds Jinghu Lake like a bright mirror inlaid with emerald lace, bringing a lot of aura to the Royal Garden. . Bypassing Jinghu Lake, you will find a canal of clear springs leading out from the northeast of the lake. It twists and turns and winds to the northwest in a field of wild flowers and greenery. After one or two miles, it stretches into a peach blossom forest.Bypassing Jinghu Lake, along the creek, on the road paved with round white stones, you can walk along the river, and in a blink of an eye, you will walk into the colorful peach blossom forest.At this time of late spring, when the peach blossoms are in full bloom in Luoyang, Northland, walking in the forest, the pink peach blossoms are blooming above the head, the branches are scattered, and the clouds form a huge brocade flower curtain above the head. The color is brilliant and light. "Yaocao-hebi, clear stream in spring", wandering in Peach Blossom Qingxi, the colorful beauty is dizzying.Sometimes just looking at the grass and flowers all around, I suddenly feel the coolness of my wrists; when I look down, I realize that the stream accidentally overflows the edge of the bluestone, flows over the white stones and green grass, and also overflows my ankles.At this time, the little sunlight leaked from the peach blossom brocade curtain above the head, dyed the color of flowers, and reflected on the green grass as soft as a blanket, becoming bright and colorful. The most beautiful brocade in the world.And the clear stream is clear and green, whirling and radiant. When the pink flower light reflects the clear green stream, the already gorgeous and bright flower color is even coated with a layer of crystal light of gemstone glass. When it comes into view, it glows with dreamy light. Arriving here, seeing such a moving spring scene, Xing Yan and Ju Ying changed their minds at the same time.Why should calligraphy be confined to one corner?You might as well take heaven and earth as your hut, and peach blossoms as your house.So when they got out of the Peach Blossom Forest, the two of them took pens, ink, paper and inkstone from the library in the north of Peach Blossom Forest, and moved the bamboo case for Qin, Shu, and bamboo. After the case is set, it becomes a peach blossom elegant seat and flowing water study. After that, Xingyan took Biyin as the seat and the peach blossom sunlight as the lamp, and began to write quickly in the smoky scenery of Yangchun.Ju Ying was beside him, spreading out her skirt, curled up sideways on the ground, like a white cloud covering the ground, quietly looking at the written words written on the desk. "I never get tired of looking at each other, but there is only Jingting Mountain." In the next few hours, in Ju Ying's eyes, Xingyan seemed to become the Jingting Mountain in that poem.No matter he is writing quickly, or stopping to meditate, the pretty princess is silently staring at him, her eyes never leave his side for a moment, as if she can never finish watching, never tire of watching.At this time, those court ladies had long retreated, and they were the only ones left in the huge peach blossom forest. They could not hear the laughter and noise, but only the chirping of spring birds and the gurgling of running water... If it is safe to write a book, it is not necessary to describe it in detail.If he hadn't written a pen, Xing Yan wouldn't have known that he had such diligence and patience. As soon as he was at his desk, he would write a thousand words, and in the end he would forget to sleep and eat.The diet was all taken care of by Juying, and at noon, there was no need for maids to serve, Juying went to fetch delicacies and wines for Xingyan's diet. In the blink of an eye, it was afternoon, and Ju Ying was still patiently by his side.When the noon sun shifted slightly to the west, Xing Yan finally felt a little sleepy, so he put the brush in the pen holder, stretched his waist, and prepared to take a rest. Seeing that he was a little tired, Ju Ying moved closer, not avoiding suspicion, lightly kneading her jade fingers, lightly dropping her fists, and beat his shoulders and back for him. "Xingyan, are you tired?" While rubbing, the girl asked each other gently, full of care. "Well, kind of. But not now... um... good, thanks!" "Ok……" Ju Ying became a little shy now, she responded lightly, thought for a while, and said: "Xing Yan, do you want me to play a piano piece for you later? Maybe it can relieve fatigue..." "OK!" Xingyan readily answered.Ju Ying got up gracefully, went to the study building to bring the guqin, knelt down in the green grass by the stream, put the qin on her knees, and said "I'm afraid I can't play it well, don't laugh at me", then began to play softly, hooking the guqin. Play the pick and wipe, and play the piano with a peaceful mind. The sound of the zither is quiet, beautiful and elegant, like the voice of a warbler and broken jade, drifting leisurely with the gurgling water, hovering above the clear stream in the peach blossom forest.The sound of the zither vibrated jade, and some flowers fell on the branches; the fragrant and clean flowers spun down like butterfly wings, and were falling on the skirt of the girl playing the qin. Falling flowers are colorful, and the drums and qin are not finished. The elegant and dusty girl suddenly sings softly to the sound of the qin: