Kuai Chuan is not a person

In the 19th year of Wu Chu, the top three winners in the palace examination, the second place, and Tanhua revealed the list. For a while, drums and gold were played on both sides of the street, and red and colorful were hung on both sides of the street.

Da Chu has always selected the youngest and most handsome Jinshi in the same list and the one who can write outstanding articles as Tanhualang, and held an apricot blossom banquet in Xinghuayuan for the last Jinshi, and let Tanhualang ride around the famous garden , Zhehua went to Yaolin Garden to compose poems and welcome the number one scholar.

Wen Xi rode a white horse with a beautiful mane. He was usually dressed in ordinary clothes, but today he was dressed in a scarlet robe. His black hair was meticulously erected with a jade crown. The girls who stood on tiptoe in the crowd couldn't help but blushed and thought to themselves that this person really lived up to the name of Tanhua.

Both sides of the street kept throwing champagne and peach blossom branches to him. The peach blossoms on the branch were fresh and beautiful, like a brocade. It must be the most blooming and most beautiful branch on the selected tree.

Two or three petals of peach blossoms fell on his hair, and the white horse walked unhurriedly all the way to the apricot orchard. Wenxi had to go there to pick the most beautiful flower, and then rode to Yaolin Garden.

He was contemplating what kind of flower to pick later, but he accidentally caught a glimpse of a familiar figure from the corner of his eye.

Chu Lan was standing behind a group of children on the front left. The children were always dressed in common clothes, and squeezed to the front due to their small size. They all opened their eyes wide and looked novel when they saw Wenxi coming. Standing behind them, Chu Lan was tall and straight. , with a smile in his eyes.

Wen Xi suppressed the idea of ​​pulling the man onto the horse, and deliberately pulled the rein to slow down the white horse so that he could see Chu Lan for a longer time.

A dagger was thrown along with those champagne, and Wen Xi caught it steadily. The scabbard outside the dagger was not gorgeously decorated, and a stream of light could be vaguely seen flashing from the scabbard. Everything.

He hid the dagger in his sleeve and smiled at Chu Lan.

The entourage behind Chu Lan asked in a low voice: "Your Highness, Your Highness? You have already left."

Only then did Chu Lan come to her senses, looked back at the crimson figure that disappeared on the street, turned around and said, "Let's go to the apricot garden."

Apricot Garden is the place where Jinshi and students of Qiongdu hold banquets and conversations, and it is also the old place to hold flower feasts. Just after the white horse is tied up, before entering the yard, there is a fresh fragrance of flowers blowing out of the garden with the wind.

Wen Xi took a deep breath, he had to quickly pick the best flower and pick it off, otherwise he would be punished by someone else, he reckoned it should be composing poetry and drinking, anyway, one more thing is worse than one less thing, It is better to pick the flowers early.

The aristocrats of the Great Chu have always admired the grace and elegance of peonies, and there are many flowers in the apricot garden, the most precious of which is the green dragon lying in the ink pool peony in the garden. You can't go wrong with it.

Wen Xi walked around the garden for a long time before finding the blue dragon lying in the ink pond in the center of the garden. The light dark purple double-petaled flowers are like silk and satin, and the stamens in the center are long and narrow green. Lying in the ink pool, the flowers are beautiful enough, elegant and interesting.

Wen Xi carefully selected the most blooming and perfect peony, and was about to raise his hand to pick it off, but at some point, someone came by, stretched out his hand and mercilessly broke off the flower he was looking for.

Chu Lan stood behind him with a flower branch in her hand, looking at him with a smile on her face, Wen Xi thought he was playing with her, and reached out to grab the flowers, but unexpectedly, Chu Lan put her right hand holding the flowers behind her back, preventing him from Easy to get.

Wen Xi saw that he couldn't grab it, so he had to stop and said helplessly: "Give it to me quickly, or they will punish me later."

Chu Lan: "It's not that I can't give it to you."

Wen Xi raised his eyes to look at him, his eyes sparkled, and taught Chu Lan not to talk about flowers, wishing to hold everything in front of him.

He pretended to be calm and calm: "I saw people throwing flowers for you on both sides of the street, but unfortunately I didn't prepare flower branches, and I will supply you now."

He handed the green dragon lying in the ink pond in front of Wen Xi, and it was neither good nor bad for Wen Xi to pick it up.

Wen Xi didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Obviously it was the flower I saw first, so why did you pick it off and give it to me?"

Chu Lan said: "I gave it to you, you have to keep it carefully, and don't give it to others."

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Wen Xi borrowed the flower: "But this flower was picked for the Xinghua Banquet, and I have to give it to the number one scholar Zhu Hongwen later."

Chu Lan's face sank: "No."

Wen Xi argued with him: "I was the one who saw it first."

Chu Lan said lightly: "This garden belongs to our Chu family."

The royal relatives are amazing!

Wen Xi sighed, it was really amazing, seeing him crying, Chu Lan snatched the flower back again, and despite Wen Xi's hard work, she refused to give it to him.

It is useless to pick another flower, as long as Chu Lan takes out his green dragon lying in the ink pool, the other flowers will be overshadowed in an instant.

Wen Xi had no choice but to follow Chu Lan towards Yaolin Garden empty-handed, expressing with some regret that he accidentally fell in love with the same flower as His Royal Highness Cheng Wang.

After finishing speaking, he couldn't help but smiled at Chu Lan, and taught the scholars beside him to look at him with admiration.

At such a young age, Tanhualang is not afraid of His Royal Highness Cheng Wang, who is rumored to be murderous, and can even talk and laugh happily.

I admire you.

Many people secretly thought that they had known that King Cheng was coming, so they would not come.

Everyone hid behind and whispered.

"Prince Cheng has never been to the Xinghua Banquet before, why did he suddenly become interested today?"

"I heard that King Cheng is partial to Longyang recently. Could it be that he came here because of someone else?"

"It couldn't be me... He just glanced at me just now." The delicate scholar said tremblingly, afraid.

"Impossible, it would be more convincing for him to fall in love with Tanhualang."

Everyone unconsciously looked in Wenxi's direction, and saw that his scarlet clothes made his complexion even more fair, and the young man was handsome and handsome. It was normal for His Royal Highness Prince Cheng to take a fancy to him...

But seeing Chu Lan chuckle, his frightening aura subsided a bit, and he handed the flowers in front of Wen Xi: "I accidentally snatched Tan Hua Lang's flowers, so I will naturally give them back to you."

Wen Xi thought that he had finally behaved, and was about to reach out to take the flower, but unexpectedly he changed the subject: "This flower is called Qinglong Womochi. This king thinks it is very suitable for Tanhualang, so I gave it to you."

The one that was given to him matched him, and it was not that he tried every means to prevent him from giving the flower to Zhu Hongwen, the number one scholar.

Cheapskate.

Wen Xi murmured in his heart, but Chang Wu, the second place next to him, seemed to think it wasn't messy enough, and reminded: "Tan Hualang will be fined if he doesn't return with the folded flowers."

He pondered for a while: "As for the punishment, it will be decided by His Royal Highness King Cheng who came back from folding flowers first."

Chu Lan's black eyes flickered, why should he be punished?