flstandardbreds Chapter 193 Flower Appreciation
Chapter 193 Flower Appreciation
She waited for me to finish dressing and combed my hair, then said with a smile, "Yeah, if you stop at any chapter, Su Zhizhai might get smashed by someone in a hurry!"
I put on the pair of pearl earrings Tu Shanjing gave me and put on some powder in front of the mirror: "Yes, so I have to wait a while before opening a new book, otherwise it will be too much of a hassle."
After chatting with her about this and that, I put on my makeup and went out to Tu Shanjing's room.
He went to the lady's house earlier than me, so I was disappointed. But I didn't feel regretful because I knew he would be back soon. This feeling of being able to wait for him and see him at any time is really something I haven't felt for a long time.
I saw that Jingye had finished cleaning his room, so I went to the study. I saw Jingui was busy there, so I wanted to help her.
Jingui evaded fearfully: "Girl, take care of your white clothes! I can do it myself!"
Failing to help her, I ran to the small kitchen and put some of Mother Li's masterpieces - several seasonal cakes in a dessert box, prepared some dried fruits, and filled two small pots of white peach wine. After thinking about it, I filled two bottles of mulberry juice, planning to use it to sober up.
After packing up a small lunch box, it was time for lunch. I had eaten a lot in the morning and was not hungry at all, so I did not eat lunch in the kitchenette. I took a few pies back to my room to eat.
After eating, I saw yesterday’s account book still aside, so I washed my hands and continued to look through it.
After I finished reading it from beginning to end and closed the account book, I smiled secretly with a sly look in my eyes, and the earth shook. I haven't counted the income from Li Rongchang yet. The money from selling books alone is enough for me to buy a big house for Xiaowei and Xiaohui and provide them with seven or eight servants.
Not long after, there was a knock on the door and I hurried to open it.
Standing outside the door was Tu Shanjing, who was wearing a green brocade gauze dress. The light grass pattern on his clothes sparkled in the sun. He wore a white jade hair crown with hollow lotus patterns on his head, and a green round flower brocade belt around his waist. His face was like the bright moon, his complexion was like spring flowers, his eyebrows were like distant mountains, his nose was like a camel hump, his eyes were full of affection, and his pale red lips smiled before he spoke: "I'm back."
I saw that he was extremely handsome today, and even though I was used to seeing him on a daily basis, I couldn't help but be stunned.
Seeing that I didn't answer, he asked, "What's wrong? Are you ready? Shall we go out now?"
I nodded hurriedly, turned around and picked up my lunch box. He took it, weighed it and said, "It's quite heavy. What did you put in it?"
I raised my head and smiled: "Of course it is a must-have delicacy for a spring outing."
He smiled and said, "It's summer now, and we still have a spring outing. We'll make up for it next year. The peach blossoms at Ruochu Mountain, not far from here, bloom beautifully every year. We can go and see them then. When the peach blossoms fall, we can make peach blossom wine and peach blossom cakes. Don't you like sweet things? Peach blossom cakes are delicious."
Speaking of peach blossoms, I can't help but think of "The peach tree is young and tender, and its flowers are bright and beautiful". A peach blossom birthmark seems to float before my eyes.
I shrugged my shoulders and pushed him out the door: "Let's drink and enjoy the day! Sir, let's go, I can't wait any longer!"
He was pushed by me, and he turned his head to smile at me: "Alright, alright, I got it! Don't worry. I have a carriage ready at the door, and it will be here soon. We'll still make it!"
He drove the carriage himself and arrived at the foot of Tushan Mountain at a leisurely pace.
After tying the horse to a tree beside the road, he lifted the carriage curtain and said to me, "Let's go, we'll climb up the mountain."
When I heard that we had to climb a mountain, I said "Huh?" reluctantly.
He smiled and said, "At this time of year, the flowers bloom later because it is a little cooler in the mountains. Otherwise, where can you find large areas of flowers? If you want to see the flowers in the courtyard, then our Tushan Prefecture has the best and most flowers within a hundred miles. You must be tired of seeing them, so you can only climb the mountain."
I pouted and took the lunch box out of the car.
He took the lunch box, held his arm in the air to support me, and said softly, "Okay, it's not very high, we'll be there in a moment. Just bear with it for a while, okay?"
I nodded, held his arm, got out of the car, and walked up the mountain with him side by side.
We chatted casually along the way, feeling the summer breeze, listening to the chirping of birds, looking at the green mountains, and smelling the fragrance of flowers brought by the wind from time to time. Seeing his hair flying in the wind and his clothes fluttering like a banished immortal, I didn't feel tired at all. Instead, I hoped that this way up the mountain would be longer.
When we reached halfway up the mountain, he led me around a small slope, and a large field of violets appeared in front of us, swaying in the wind, which was a beautiful sight.
I shouted "Wow!" and ran forward to take a closer look.
He walked over slowly with a lunch box in his hand and said, "There's a small forest of century-old wisteria trees here. Look, it's over there. It's a pity that it's not in season yet. We have to wait for a while for them to bloom. But I remembered there were other flowers under the tree, so I asked Ruofeng to take a look this morning. They were in full bloom. Do you like them?"
"I like it! I like purple the best!" I turned around and said happily.
He raised his eyebrows: "Oh? I thought you liked Bai the most."
"Haha, for me... white suits my name better, and white clothes are cheaper than purple, so I wear them more often. I like it, I like it too." I almost got exposed again, so I quickly tried to cover it up.
I saw him bending down to put down his lunch box, the flute on his back reflecting the sunlight, and I quickly changed the subject, "Sir, can you play the flute?!"
He stood up and looked at me, shook his head and smiled, "You really forgot that I can play more instruments than just these. Today I just brought the flute because it's light and easy to carry. If you want to hear me play the piano under the flowers next year, I can move the piano to Ruochu Mountain."
I smiled and said, "How dare I trouble you to go to so much trouble! The flute is great. I wonder if I can have the honor of listening to you play a piece of music?"
He nodded, took off his flute, stood up straight, and played a clear tune.
The sound of the flute is melodious and graceful, like a thread of silk, sometimes like a fresh breeze blowing through my heart, and sometimes like a fluttering butterfly dancing in front of my eyes.
After the song was over, I was mesmerized.
The path was quiet and the wind was warm. I asked in a daze, "Sir, this song is so beautiful. What's its name?"
He held the flute upright behind his back, looked at me and said, "Guanju."
For a moment, we were speechless and just stared at each other silently.
I felt as if everything around me had stopped. I couldn't smell the fragrance of flowers, feel the breeze, see the green grass, or hear the birds singing.
It seemed as if there were only him and I left in the world, flowing faintly in everything that had solidified.
"Young Master..." I spoke hoarsely.
"Hmm?" He looked over at me tenderly.
"I'm thirsty." My throat was dry and I didn't know how to escape this burning atmosphere.
He laughed, squatted down, opened the lid of the food box, took out a small pot of white peach wine and handed it to me.
I opened it and drank half the pot in one gulp.
"Be careful! This wine is very strong!" He stepped forward and grabbed the bottom, so I didn't drink it all in one gulp.
After drinking half a pot of wine, I felt a burning sensation from my abdomen to my throat and then to my cheeks.
I touched my face with the back of my hand and it was indeed hot.
He took the wine jug and said with a smile: "Look, you are drunk, right? Even if you are thirsty, you can't drink so quickly."
"Ah...haha." I didn't know what to say, I just laughed foolishly.
He tilted his head back and poured the remaining half of the pot into his mouth. At last he raised his hand to wipe his mouth and said, "Forget it. There's no one else here today anyway. I'll go crazy with you for a while!"
I clapped my hands and said, "You are so generous!"
He grabbed the bottle and pointed at the air with his index finger: "I'm not drunk enough to forget my own temper! The word bold and forthright doesn't apply to me."
I squatted down and took out a green plum cake. I took a bite and murmured, "Young Master, why aren't you so generous? When you heard the news of the epidemic, you went there without saying a word, even if you had to pay the money. You saved one side from the water and fire, and protected two countries from danger. If this isn't generous, what is?"
His face turned a little red, and he squatted down and took a piece of green tea cake, saying, "Now that you mention it, I, I think I'm pretty awesome."
I simply sat on the ground and nodded, "You can feel as much as you want, everyone feels the same way."
He also sat down next to me and ate his piece of green tea cake in silence, still behaving as a well-behaved person who ate without talking. Unfortunately, the grass stain on the corners of his clothes betrayed him; he was probably a little drunk.
The sun was shining brightly, making my whole body feel warm. I yawned, and I didn’t know if it was because of the alcohol or the drowsiness from the sun, but my eyelids were drooping.