Two or three things about Mozun in the words of rebirth

At the same time, Li Junyan and others also sent him and Yan Wuyu to the gate of Yunshuizhiyao.The two are about to embark on a two-month study tour.

From the Tangmen in Gusu, the Tushan family in Jiangxia, the Xiao family in the western capital, to the Yunshan family in Youzhou.

Li Junyan held their hands, looking as if he was sending off his daughter to get married in tears, "Yuansi, Lu Yao, we will be separated for two months, if we don't see each other for a day, it will be like three autumns!"

Ye Changjian rolled his eyes at him, "It's all right, take good care of yourself, if Tang Hanyu and the others find you unlucky, you should be wretched, don't confront them directly, find them unlucky in secret, if you can't do it, just bear it and wait for me to come back Help you out."

Li Junyan asked suspiciously: "Don't you know, not only senior brother, Tang Hanyu and other immediate family members have also been recalled to the Tang Sect."

Tang Sect didn't know what happened, Ye Changjian was worried about Tang Jiangli, so he dealt with him casually, and walked down the cloud and water together with Yan Wuyu.

Yan Wuyu flicked his sleeve, and a piece of pure white rice paper flew out from the sleeve. He took out the Splashing Ink Pen, and with a flick of the pen, blue shadows flashed, and two horses stepped out of the paper.

The two floated onto the horse's back, their legs clamped together, the horse's hooves rolled, and they galloped towards the ferry.

When they got to the ferry in Yanwu Town, they got off their horses, Yan Wuyu waved his hand back lightly, the horses dispersed, and he drew a black boat with a brush.

Gently sending the rice paper into the river, the blue light flashed, and a boat with a black awning stood on the lake.

Yan Wuyu said: "Please!"

Ye Changjian tapped his feet lightly and jumped to the bow of the boat.

Yan Wuyu then stepped onto the small boat, bent down and got into the canopy.

Without them needing a trick, the awning boat automatically sailed towards the south.

A few days later, rain or shine, they finally arrived in Suzhou.

The breeze blows the willows, and the fragrance of flowers is sultry.It was the time when the rain and the clouds cleared, and the wind and waves stopped.

The warm sun is coming down, the brilliance is flowing on the surface of Lize Lake, and the singing is lingering.

A black-covered boat floats slowly on the water. At this time, the portholes in the boat are half-opened. Looking out from the inside, the gradually receding banks of the Gusu River, stone bridges, and neighborhoods are like drops of ink.

Yan Wuyu sat in the canopy of the boat, with rice paper spread on the table, persistently surprised, splashing ink.

Ye Changjian stood on the bow of the boat with his hands behind his back, a delicate white jade pendant was tied around his waist, and he was dressed in a blue and white dress, handsome and refined, with an undeniable elegance.

Sitting upright on the stern of the boat is a fair-skinned and beautiful singer, with black hair like satin, and an enchanting figure. She holds a pipa in her arms and sings clearly: "

The wine glass is thick, a gourd is drunk with spring, and a gourd is heavy with wine.

Follow me to Xitong, dry gourds, and you will be very happy.

Who share?Sending off from the green mountains along the area, Liezi rides the wind, and Liezi rides the wind. "

Ye Changjian also sang in harmony: "

Pat the railings, mist flowers blow temples and sea wind cold.

Haoge was so startled that the clouds scattered, counting the green hills in detail.

It refers to the sight of Penglai, the shore of the scarf, and the habit of riding on the back of a crane.

Raise your head and scream, go straight to the Temple of Heaven. "

There is a way to start with the scenery and stay in love together, draw a boat and smile at the spring breeze.

"Young master sings well."

The clever woman who was doing laundry and washing rice by the shore raised her head and smiled coquettishly at him.

Wu Nong's soft words are really nice.

Ye Changjian smiled gently and saluted them.

Yan Wuyu poked his head out and waved to them, "Hello, sisters."

The clever woman covered her mouth and smiled, "Young master has a sweet mouth, whoever is your sister can be your mother!"

Yan Wuyu said sincerely: "Sisters are not old, they will always be eighteen years old, and they are as beautiful as flowers!"

"Giggle..." There was a burst of silver bell-like laughter from the bank.

The black-covered boat continued to drive forward, farther and farther away from the river bank, and the figure of Mrs. Qiao gradually shrank to a black spot. When they were no longer visible, Yan Wuyu shrank back and continued to draw.

Ye Changjian said: "Lu Yao, how do you compare the scenery of Gusu with Hangzhou?"

Yan Wuyu shook his head and said, "Clear and elegant, beautiful and pretty, no difference."

"What about people?"

Yan Wuyu was foolish, "There are countless handsome men and beauties in Hangzhou, but if they all add up, they can't compare to the cold beauty from Gusu in Yuansi's mind?"

Ye Changjian glanced at him, "Yan Wuyu, you really owe me."

Yan Wuyu clasped his fists at him and said, "Everyone, each other."

Ye Changjian raised his eyebrows, "Let's make a deal."

The black-covered boat continued to move forward, and suddenly stopped with a "bump".

Yan Wuyu stopped writing, looked out the window, and asked strangely, "Why is the boat not moving?"

Ye Changjian said: "I hit the barrier."

Every residence of the immortal cultivating family has a defensive barrier, especially the four major families.

"Want to break in?"

"No. They will know as soon as we enter the field."

As soon as the words fell, the awning boat moved again, sailing to the ferry where Zeng Zhao Caiyun returned.

The boat docked.

They jumped off the boat, Yan Wuyu waved his hand back lightly, the black-covered boat and the singing girls all dispersed one by one, turned into a piece of rice paper, rolled up automatically, and flew into his sleeve.

It was the setting sun at this time, and Tang Jiangli, who was standing in front of the ferry, was dressed in green-sleeved white clothes, his whole body seemed to be surrounded by fairy spirit, he was so handsome, like a heavenly man.

Ye Changjian smiled, "Xiao Ke Sansheng is lucky to be greeted by Mr. Tang in person."

Yan Wuyu rolled his eyes at him, "Forget about this, you can go quickly, how about leaving me alone?"

Ye Changjian couldn't bear it anymore and kicked his butt, Yan Wuyu turned around, "Hey, you can't hit him!"

As soon as the word "Zhe" was blurted out, countless vines stretched out from under his feet, tightly bound his legs.

Ye Changjian didn't have a spell, who else could use the wood spirit binding spell?

Yan Wuyu glared at them, "It's too much, are you guys bullying me alone?"

The smile on Ye Changjian's lips became more presumptuous, and Tang Jiangli stretched out his hand to hold his wrist.

"Let's go."

He glanced at Yan Wuyu, and the vine retracted automatically.

Yan Wuyu got his freedom and immediately followed the two of them.

After getting off the ferry, we went to the Lianyun Trestle Bridge, soft clouds floated under our feet, and the figures of the three of them were reflected in the blue Chenghu Lake. The lake was full of pink lotus flowers, and golden koi swimming happily.

There are fallen flowers all along the way, and there is a Langyue stone lantern every ten feet. There is a crane standing on the stone lantern, or it raises its head independently, or bends its neck to peck its feathers.

Every time they took a step, a holy snow lotus flower slowly bloomed under their feet.

It is the wonderful scene that once illuminated the colorful clouds, and the lotus grows every step of the way.

The outside world has just arrived in mid-October, but Zeng Zhaocaiyun has gathered the beautiful scenery of the four seasons.

After passing Chenghu Lake, you will go to the Shuanglin Stone Path. The red maple is like blood, and the pure white dandelions are flying in the sky.

Ye Changjian raised his head and looked up, and the gorgeous clouds covered half of the mountain, warm and magnificent.

He thought of what Li Junyan once said to them, "It seems that an old friend came here, and once returned under the colorful clouds. The sky is full of colorful clouds, and the clouds never set."

Continue to walk up the winding road along the Qingshiban Road, and pass a pavilion called "Already Qin Seqi".A white jade table was placed in the pavilion, on which stood an ebony lyre.

The Qingshiban road forks, and one side is paved inside. The garden is full of pines and bamboos, the clear water surrounds the beach, the black tiles and white walls are alternated, and occasionally there are two or three white rabbits, bouncing leisurely.

Ye Changjian glanced over, as if in a lifetime.

They didn't go into the bamboo forest, but continued to climb up the steps, and they saw a large plum forest, with red plums leaning against the snow and standing on the branches.There is a high star-stirring platform standing in the Merlin, as the name suggests, standing there, you can pick the stars into your arms with your hands.

At that time, a gentle breeze blew, plum blossoms fell one after another, and landed on Tang Jiangli's black hair and snow-white robe.

Ye Changjian said seriously: "Tang Jiangli, your place is so beautiful."

Tang Jiangli looked at him sideways, with a smile in his words, "You can stay here forever."

He shook his head, "That's not possible. Next, I have to go to the Tushan family for a study tour."

Hearing no footsteps behind him, nor Yan Wuyu's response, Ye Changjian turned his head to look, and sure enough, Yan Wuyu was already holding Jinghong, laying out a piece of rice paper, and laying down on the ground to draw something.

Ye Changjian laughed, Lu Yao, I didn't ask you to come here to learn painting! "

Yan Wuyu didn't raise his head, "You guys go first, I'll come when I finish drawing this one."

They passed through the plum grove, and there were wisteria and cherry blossoms on both sides of the road, which were beautiful and colorful.

The sky lanterns are suspended at intervals, shining brightly.

A majestic and magnificent fairy mansion towers into the sky.

Before entering the Immortal Mansion, I heard the sound of Lang Lang's book drifting out along the wind.

Ye Changjian wrinkled his pretty face, as if drinking a big pot of Liuyueshuang, and begged, "Tang Jiangli, can I not endorse with them?"

"I'm not bragging. I've read more ancient books than you eat. As for your books on cultivating immortals, let Yan Luyao read them carefully. What do you think?"

Tang Jiangli was noncommittal, but gently squeezed his wrist.

Ye Changjian said, "Tang Jiangli, are you wearing home clothes?"

"Ah."

Ye Changjian smiled and said: "Su embroidery has always been hailed as the Pearl of the Orient by the world, and it is famous all over the world. Seeing it today, it really deserves its reputation."

Relying on its unique geographical advantages, Suzhou silk is particularly gorgeous, with colorful threads and gorgeous colors.The embroiderer has a pair of skillful hands and exquisite skills, so Suzhou embroidery is particularly delicate. The most famous is imitation painting embroidery. A complete embroidery and painting are put together, it is difficult to distinguish the real from the fake, and it is extremely realistic.

After all, the Tang Sect is a rigorous cultivating family, so the home clothes are not as lively and gorgeous as Su embroidery, but return to the basics and focus on simplicity and elegance.

The green-patterned white robe, embroidered with green and green bamboo leaves, is like an ink painting of misty rain in the south of the Yangtze River, elegant and vigorous, completely natural.