After the five people bought tickets and entered Shen Garden, Wang Zhenjun, Ye Xiaoli, and Yang Xiaodong naturally separated from Luo Ziling and Yang Qingyin.
They wouldn't foolishly follow behind and disturb the two of them's fun.
Seeing that the three people behind him did not act as light bulbs but went to play by themselves, Yang Qingyin did not have any scruples. As soon as he entered the scenic area gate, he reached out and took Luo Ziling's arm and pulled him forward.
In the garden, plum blossoms and wintersweet are in full bloom, and the refreshing fragrance fills your nostrils.
"It seems that the plum blossoms in the north don't have the fragrance as in the south, or maybe the plum blossoms in Shenyuan have a special fragrance?" After sniffing his nose a few times, Luo Ziling smiled and said to Yang Qingyin: "This smell is really pleasant. Unfortunately, there is no snow. If I had the opportunity to walk in the snow and enjoy the plum blossoms in Shen Yuan, it would taste even better."
"You are a southerner at heart, and Yuezhou is your hometown, you must feel completely different." Yang Qingyin glanced at Luo Ziling, "This is a psychological effect, it is not true that the plum blossoms here are more fragrant than those in the north."
"I feel more timid when I'm close to my hometown," Luo Ziling smiled happily, "Maybe it's really because this is my hometown, so I feel different."
"Using allusions indiscriminately," Yang Qing hummed, then said: "Song Zhiwen secretly returned to his hometown because he was not pardoned from exile, so he felt even more timid when he was close to his hometown. You have not committed any crime, so how can you be so close? A feeling of nostalgia and timidity.”
Luo Ziling said seriously: "I do feel like this. I'm really a little nervous, especially when I think about going to my hometown. I wonder if the Luo family will accept me, who has never set foot in the old house. Descendants. What should they do if they don’t recognize me as a descendant of the Luo family?"
"How is that possible? With your grandpa here, there is no need to worry about this kind of thing," Yang Qingyin looked sideways at Luo Ziling and laughed happily, "I think your grandpa should be quite prestigious in the clan, plus Now that I have a relationship with the Ling family, my words have more weight. You are his grandson and the grandson of the Ling family, who dares not to accept you? Who dares to look down on you."
"That makes sense," Luo Ziling nodded, "I believe that my grandfather must be a leader in the Luo family and has a lot of say. However, he has been away from Yuezhou for so many years and has never come back. Maybe there are others. The Luo family no longer takes him seriously."
"This is possible," Yang Qingyin nodded, "but don't worry, if you two appear together, who dares to underestimate you? Okay, stop expressing your emotions randomly, let's go read what Lu You and Tang Wan wrote Where are the two songs of "The Hairpin-headed Phoenix"?"
Yang Qingyin said, pulling Luo Ziling to quicken his pace.
After passing through several corridors and passing a pond, I suddenly saw the two famous Song poems inscribed on the wall.
Although the Song lyrics written on the wall were only written by later generations, after reading some introductions on the side and understanding the love tragedy of Lu You and Tang Wan better, the two of them still felt a little confused when they read the lyrics. Feeling.
"Red crisp hands, yellow Teng wine, the city is full of spring scenery and willows on the palace walls..." Luo Ziling is reading "The Hairpin Phoenix" written by Lu You.
Yang Qingyin silently recited the words Tang Wan added: "The world is thin, human nature is evil, and when the rain comes, the flowers will fall easily at dusk..."
After reciting the entire poem, Yang Qingyin looked up at Luo Ziling: "Tang Wan is Lu You's first wife, and the two are very loving, but Lu's mother couldn't tolerate Tang Wan and forced Lu You to divorce his wife. Lu You tried hard to persuade her to no avail, and finally had to obey her orders. Under the order of his mother, he was forced to divorce his wife. Ten years later, they met again in Shen Garden. Tang Wan entertained Lu You with wine and food. Lu You was so sentimental that he wrote on the wall of the garden, "Red hands, yellow wine, full city". The eternal noun "Spring Palace Wall Willow" was used to express the lovesickness and regret in his heart. After reading it, Tang Wan had mixed feelings and reconciled. After that, Tang Wan was depressed and passed away soon. Forty years later, Lu You revisited Shen Garden, write another poem: The green spring waves under the sad bridge were once the shadows of the startled dragons. The dream has faded for forty years, and the plum blossoms in the garden have stopped blowing..."
When she said this, Yang Qingyin's eyes were a little red, and she looked at Luo Ziling blankly: "If one day, your mother forces you to marry another woman, will you also give in?"
Luo Ziling, who was immersed in feelings, didn't expect that Yang Qingyin would ask him like this, and couldn't help but be stunned.
"Why do you say that?" After a while, Luo Ziling asked back.
Yang Qingyin did not answer, but smiled miserably, and asked Luo Ziling again: "If one day really comes, will you write a poem or lyrics for me like Lu Fangweng did?"
"You are thinking too much," Luo Ziling stretched out his hand and pinched Yang Qingyin's cheek, "We have said that we are not responsible for each other. One day, I will marry you. In eighty years, I will let our
Son and daughter, carve our names in the same place."
Yang Qingyin was stunned for a moment before he realized what was happening. He was immediately annoyed: "You actually cursed me to death?"
"Living to be more than a hundred years old before dying is already very impressive," Luo Ziling smiled happily, "Anyway, you will definitely be the daughter-in-law of the Luo family in the future. Your name will appear in the Luo family's family tree after your death.
, our children will add 'Xianxi' in front of your name Yang Shi Qingyin, located to the left of 'Xiankao' Luo Gongzi Lingzhi."
Yang Qingyin was dumbfounded by Luo Ziling's words. She could not have imagined that Luo Ziling would say such unlucky words so lightly. She asked a little depressed: "You are still thinking about things a hundred years from now at such a young age.
Already?"
"Man is mortal..."
"Either as light as a feather, or as heavy as Mount Tai?"
"What the hell!" Luo Ziling glared at Yang Qingyin, blaming her for interrupting him, "Anyway, we will die one day. Before death, you are my wife, and after death, I will still be your husband.
When we are young, we live together, and when we die, we go to heaven or hell together. I have heard that the journey to hell after death is very painful and lonely, so we must travel together."
Yang Qingyin looked at Luo Ziling in surprise: "Who did you hear that the road to Huangquan is painful and lonely?"
"I heard it from people who saved their lives because of my treatment," Luo Ziling stopped joking and said seriously: "They once entered a state of near-death, and when they woke up, they said they were killed.
They were pulled back by a huge force. Before they were pulled back, they felt that their souls had flown away from their bodies. Together with many others, they were walking alone on a road without any scenery. Everyone was indifferent and just walked with their heads down, but their hearts were very sad.
If you don't give in, it feels very painful and scary, like walking into the abyss."
At this point, Luo Ziling laughed again, "So, we will walk that road together and stay with him forever."
Yang Qingyin looked at Luo Ziling dumbfounded, "Your confession makes my heart skip a beat."
"But it's unique, right?"
"But it's not as touching as Lu You and Tang Wan's words!"