"That's good too." Upon hearing this, Dai Sheng sat down again.
After lunch, Jiang Yubai left the capital. Dai Sheng was reluctant to let him go and saw him off at the Ten-Li Pavilion.
"Brother Jiang, I don't know when we will meet again..."
Jiang Yubai was helpless, "Dai Buzun, go back and do your job, and then you can accompany your wife and children."
He was going to see his sweetheart, and this guy Dai Bu Su had delayed his trip.
Dai Sheng watched him gradually disappear from sight, and looked at the attendant beside him, "Does he think I'm nagging?"
The attendant looked down at his toes and did not answer.
The attendant was Dai Sheng's former servant, so he naturally knew Jiang Yubai. Whenever he met him, his master would become a chatterbox and talk about everything.
It is indeed a bit annoying and nagging.
Wuchuan is close to the capital, and Jiang Yubai arrived at Liuchun City early the next morning.
The Ying River flows through the city, with clouds and trees surrounding the embankment.
The painted bridge with willows in the smoke, the green curtains with draperies in the wind, the peach and plum trees forming a path, the orioles singing in the spring, the swallows chirping in the spring.
Jiang Yubai stepped onto the bridge, with his hands behind his back, and looked around. The pedestrians were all walking slowly in search of spring, and together with the spring water and flowers, they formed the scenery of Liuchun City.
This is her hometown.
The soft joints made a sound, someone climbed onto the bridge, and landed on the other side, her spring skirt fluttering in the wind.
Jiang Yubai seemed to sense something and turned around to look. The woman opposite smiled at him, her eyes were bright and her face was smooth.
A peach blossom fell from her head and served as a hair ornament. She was dressed in a Sumei dress, more splendid than a peach tree.
Jiang Yubai strode towards her, stopped in front of her, lowered his eyes, and said, "Qing Ran, long time no see."
Hua Qingran raised his head slightly and looked at him, "Sir, you should just see the painting. I knew it was you when I saw you from a distance."
"Jiang Yubai, I've been waiting for you for a long time."
Jiang Yubai's heartbeat stopped for a moment. He held his breath and raised his hand to pluck the petals from her head.
"Are you waiting for me?" He tried hard to suppress his inner excitement and joy.
"Um."
"Take me around Liuchun City?"
She blinked slightly, raised her hand, palm facing up, and said, "Okay."
Jiang Yubai gently placed the petals in his hand on her palm, "It looks very beautiful."
She turned sideways, put her hands behind her back, and walked forward, "What's good to see?"
"Beauty is as beautiful as spring, three times better than youth." Jiang Yubai followed beside her, hesitated for a while, and said.
I want to praise her in the best way possible, but I'm afraid of offending her and making her feel frivolous.
Passersby on the road glanced sideways, sighing in their hearts at the beautiful youth and the talented men and beautiful women.
Hua Qingran glanced at him, hiding her thoughts, and asked with a smile: "Jiang Yubai, do you have any words?"
"No."
"Then I'll give you a name?"
Jiang Yubai was slightly stunned, his mind was a little confused, his eyebrows were gentle, and he said, "Okay."
"How about your calligraphy being ink?"
"good."
Walking into the long forest, the garden is full of spring colors, red and green in varying shades, and the crabapples are intoxicated.
Jiang Yubai put his hands behind his back, looked at her standing among the crabapples, and asked, "Qingran, what do you think of monsters?"
She broke off a branch of crabapple and replied, "There are good and bad people, and there are good and evil monsters. Look at everything in two parts, don't generalize. How I view people is how I view monsters."
Jiang Yubai's brows relaxed slightly.
She walked up to him, smelling like a crabapple, "Jiang Yubai, what kind of demon are you?"
"Jiao."
She laughed, "So you are the king of Yingshan? I praised you that day and you responded without changing your expression."
"Um."
"That's good. I don't like people being overly modest. This is good." She asked again, "I don't know how old you are. Are you really not lying to me?"
"I only know that I have lived for more than 500 years. I really can't remember the exact number of years," Jiang Yubai explained.
"Oh, I see. Do you want to come to my house?"
"May I?"
"I've already asked it, and you're still asking if it's okay, Jiang Yubai. You're a little silly today."
Jiang Yubai did not deny that when he met her who could touch his heart, he carefully tried to get closer to her, but he was afraid that she would get bored.
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