After the previous competition, everyone's attention had not been completely transferred, but a group of servants from the Ye family brought in low tables and colorful woven straw mats and laid them on the green hills beside the river. It seems that the Ye family is
I didn’t want to let this matter continue to ferment, so I started the flower viewing party directly.
After Yue Guan's victory, Xia Jiangtian's Liu Manzhi was forced to admit his mistake and apologize to him. Then the three people from Xia Jiangtian left the venue directly and did not stay here anymore. Seeing this, Yue Guan also resigned immediately and came to Yefu.
It was originally because I heard that Xia Jiangtian's disciples would come to see if they could meet Liu Manzhi. Since the matter and grudges have been settled, there is no need to stay and make yourself uncomfortable.
"Thank you very much, Miss Lorraine, for what happened just now."
Before leaving, Yue Guan climbed up to the pavilion and bowed to the girl beside the fence to thank him. Not everyone dared to offend the royal prince Ling Hu. If the girl hadn't been willing to remain neutral, the last battle just now would have happened.
The result is not necessarily easy to say.
"nothing."
Lorraine Hill shook his head and looked at the young man, who was about 25-26 years old, and saw that there were many hidden wounds on his body that had not healed. After the competition just ended, Master Linghu put away the remaining two bottles of medicine and
He was not given it. The reason was very good. The competition was over, so naturally there was no need to take medication to recover to ensure fairness.
"I'll give this to you. The Chilou Sword Fight is about to begin. This will help you recover faster." Lorraine Hill took out a small bottle from his sleeve, with three [Purple Frost Sugar Potions] in it.
Yan Rong, who was standing aside, took the vial and put it into Yue Guan's hand.
"This is a potion that can help you recover quickly, although its greater role is in cultivation." The girl explained briefly.
Since the bottle has not yet been opened, Yue Guan does not know whether the medicine in it is valuable or not, but since it is a kind offer, he cannot refuse it at this moment. Besides, he is really eager to become stronger. In today's competition, he was almost tortured, so of course
More thirsty for strength.
"Thank you very much, Miss Lorraine."
After saluting again, Yue Guan stood there and hesitated for a while, then took out a token from his waist with a dark red word "Huang" on it.
"If Miss Luolan needs anything in the future, you can use this to find me in Jiuhuang Mountain."
Seeing Yanren taking the token and placing it gently on the table, Lorraine Hill felt helpless in her heart. In fact, she was just helping the other party casually, and she was not trying to repay a favor. However, if she refused at this time, I'm afraid it would
Hurt his self-esteem.
"Well, I hope to see you next time, you have become even more powerful." Lorraine Hill encouraged him a little, and then watched the young man walk down the pavilion and leave the Ye Mansion.
At this time, a large potted tree had been moved to the venue, and many guests gradually took their seats. A waiter carefully walked up to the pavilion and respectfully asked the two of them if they wanted to participate in the flower viewing.
"Let's go and take a look." Seeing that Yingren beside her was waiting for her to make up her mind, the girl had no choice but to speak, then got up and went downstairs.
Arriving at the venue, the waiter arranged to sit down at two low tables close to each other, and then someone brought snacks and fruits. Judging from their appearance, they seemed to be rare foods with extraordinary effects.
Everyone was sitting next to the river, which looked like a huge open oval, surrounding the open space in the middle, and a beautiful tree was now placed in the open space.
Its branches and leaves are pruned like clouds, stacked and scattered. The leaves are small and dense, reflecting different colors of light and dark in the sunlight.
After seeing that everyone was basically here, Yezhen stepped into the open space, clapped his hands lightly, briefly heightened the atmosphere, and then introduced the strange tree next to him.
"This plant is called 'Three Druids and Frost-Repelling Flowers'. What are the Three Druids? Naturally, its color changes three times a day..."
[Three Druid Frost-Resistant Flowers] (Excellent Gold Level): A rare flower of the Hibiscus genus that is not afraid of frost and blooms in late autumn. It is pure white in the morning, light pink in the afternoon, and deep red in the evening and evening. Its flowers
It has double petals, which are delicate and attractive. When picked, different colors have different medicinal effects and can be used to make extraordinary potions.
After the introduction, all the guests in the venue began to admire and admire the flowers in twos and threes. Soon, several people who loved literature began to write poems about flower appreciation.
Lorraine Hill was sitting at the low table. He didn't pay much attention to the words about admiring the flowers. Instead, he picked up a small light green fruit, washed it again with the water on the table, and then ate it in small bites.
It was almost noon now, so she was indeed a little hungry.
"It's boring to talk like this. Now that the conditions are right, why don't we learn the ancient flowing water wine cup and chant the lyrics to the flowers..." After one guest suggested it, others agreed.
As the host, Ye Zhen also readily agreed, or perhaps this was a prepared program. He clapped his hands lightly, and several servants brought wooden wine glasses, poured the clear wine into them, and then placed them upstream in the river, allowing them to flow downstream.
Next, another guest volunteered to come to the flower tree and beat the snare drum. When the drum stopped, whichever guest had the wine glass behind him would recite a line. If he couldn't do it, he would have to drink.
Drink a glass of fine wine to show acceptance of punishment.
Then the game of flowing water and drinking wine began.
The snare drum beat leisurely, stopped after a while, and then everyone took a look and saw that the wine glass stopped just behind a dark-robed practitioner.
"It turns out to be Master Shen Xi of the Nagarjuna Blood Sect, please invite me."
"This is really embarrassing for a rough guy like me."
Master Shen Xi looked to be in his thirties. He stroked his short beard, then stood up, walked around the flower tree three times to the left, then walked three times again, and then sat back down.
The waiter on the side had already laid out a piece of white paper for him, and he started writing with his pen.
"I stand in the pavilion to respect the wine, and wrap around the branches to resist the frost." A few large characters with ink are mentioned, and then the pen is put down.
"Okay~"
"Good words." The guests in the venue cheered.
Although this sentence is not a quatrain, it is not bad at this flower banquet. Everyone is here to have fun, so naturally it will not be too harsh.
After talking and laughing for a while, another glass of wine was put down upstream of the river, and the snare drum was played again.
There was another flurry of waves, and finally the drumming stopped.
"This time it's Mr. Linghu's turn." It turned out that this time the wine glass stopped next to the royal prince.
"Could this be Master Ye Zhen's doing this on purpose?" Ling Hu stood up with a smile on his face. At this time, his face looked as bright as a spring breeze, and he could not see the cold look he had before.
After standing up and chatting and laughing with his host for a few words, the young man dressed in brocade began to write.
‘It is still unknown to call it Shuang Shuang, but its name is hibiscus. It is just like a beautiful woman who is drunk for the first time, and the bright moon comes to the stream to reflect the rosy face.'
"Good poem, good words!"
"As expected of the proud son of the Ling family and the eldest son of the clan."
"Young Master Linghu is indeed very knowledgeable and talented. He actually knew that the frost-repelling flower was called wood hibiscus in ancient times. It's a pity that the word hibiscus was used too much and was later abandoned due to vulgarity."
"Young Master Linghu is using a flower as a metaphor for a beautiful woman. Looking at the last sentence, he must have prepared it in advance to say it to Fairy Xiayue. It's a pity that she is not here now, tsk tsk..."
"Just say less." A small voice next to him reminded me.
Everyone praised it together, and the venue was lively for a long time. Then the wine glasses were put down again and drifted away.
The drumming gradually stopped, and this time the wine glass stopped next to a girl with black hair and black eyes.
For a time, the venue became lively again, and this time everyone focused their attention on this stunning girl with even more curiosity.