Chapter 854 Master, You Are the Most Handsome

Although many people came to the manor, the manor couldn't stand the size of the manor. No matter how many people, it was surrounded by golden chrysanthemums. The chrysanthemums smelled fragrant and the scenery was pleasant.

"Master, have you smelled it? There are so many golden chrysanthemums. At first glance, they look like sheets of golden satin spread out. The sun is not strong yet. By noon, my eyes will probably be blinded."

The corner of Meng Ziyi's mouth curved slightly, "Isn't he wearing a bamboo hat veil, how could he be blinded?"

"That's right, this golden chrysanthemum won't blind me no matter how dazzling it is, because there is a bamboo hat veil given to me by the master, the master really has foresight!"

Meng Ziyi thought about it for a while, but still reminded: "Cover tightly, don't lift the veil."

Nan Xun's mouth curved. overbearing.

"Master, there are many people in front of me. I saw a lot of young talents, and one of them was holding a fan in his hand. Isn't it cold to hold a fan like this? How stupid."

The curvature of the corner of Meng Ziyi's mouth pulled upward again.

"Master, I saw a few handsome people who seemed to be writing poetry."

The smile on Meng Ziyi's face suddenly faded, "Oh? Really."

Nan Xun then said: "I took a look at the past, and there is no one comparable to the master, the master, you seem to be the most handsome."

Meng Ziyi raised his sharp eyebrows, "Would you like to take a closer look, in case there is someone more handsome than me?"

"Okay, okay, Master, let's go inside quickly. The outside is full of golden chrysanthemums, but the inside is different. There are all kinds of chrysanthemums, many kinds, I have never seen before."

Meng Ziyi's face froze just now. Just hearing Xiao Hualing's cheerful voice, he sighed softly and followed her inside without saying a word.

Going inside, in addition to the golden chrysanthemum that can be seen everywhere, other chrysanthemums also come into view. These chrysanthemums are of various types, with red, pink, white, purple, etc., and the shape of the petals is also dazzling.

"Master, it's so beautiful. There are so many chrysanthemums, I don't even know where to start. This chrysanthemum is white, pure white and flawless. It looks like a peony, but I don't know its name."

Meng Ziyi smiled lightly, "It's okay, just see for yourself."

"No, I am the master's eyes, and the master must also see."

"Master, there seems to be a young master who knows these chrysanthemums. Let's go over and listen to his explanation."

Not far away, in front of a small piece of white chrysanthemum stood a young man in white. This man was handsome in appearance and elegant in manner. Because of his explanation, seven or eight laymen gathered around him at this time.

"...You look at the chrysanthemum. The white petals are surrounded by layers, and the yellow flower heart is surrounded by the period. The posture is noble and graceful, and the temperament is comparable to that of the Yaotai fairy, so it is called the Yaotai Jade Phoenix. And the white chrysanthemum next to it, the petals are gathered, far away. It looks like a snowflake at first glance, so it is called the Sea of ​​Snow."

"Mr. Fang, what about this one? This flower has long, slender leaves, and the center of the flower is dyed with light yellow spots. What kind of variety is this?"

That Young Master Fang smiled and said, "This is the nobleman among the chrysanthemums, called Jade Lingguan."

Afterwards, Mr. Fang gave out the names of many chrysanthemums one after another, such as Immortal Ganoderma lucidum, Lvshuiqiubo, Swan Dance, Rouge Dianxue, Fragrant Mountain Young Phoenix, Flying Bird Beauty, etc. He couldn't help but name these chrysanthemums, and he also He was able to explain the origin of the name, and it was vivid and vivid, and all the people around him were full of praise.

Nan Xun wanted to get closer to listen, but after seeing the face of this young master, she was slightly surprised, a little surprised.

Fang Yue?

Isn't this the last master before she met Big Boss Meng?

Nan Xun pulled Meng Ziyi to the side to dodge a little, and whispered in his ear, "Master, this Young Master Fang is actually Fang Yue."

Meng Ziyi looked dazed, apparently no longer remembering this person.

"It's my previous master, that nerd."

Meng Ziyi's eyes flickered slightly. After she reminded him, he remembered everything. That day, this young master Fang seemed to be very protective of Hualing, and he even knelt down for him.

Thinking of this, Meng Ziyi felt very uncomfortable.

It is not surprising that Fang Yue appeared here. He is a famous talent in Jiangzhou. The Chrysanthemum Festival in Jinxiang City is well-known far and near, and it is not too far from Jiangzhou. Although Meng Ziyi and Hualing have been traveling for a month, they are still on the road. Stop-and-go, and sometimes detour around many mountain roads, which really cannot be compared with waterways.

From Jiangzhou to here, take the waterway, and if you are fast, you will arrive in five days.

Nan Xun was still whispering: "It's only been a month since he hasn't seen him, and he has lost a lot of weight, but he looks quite energetic."

Meng Ziyi paused, and asked inexplicably, "Do you care about him?"

Nan Xun was about to speak, but he rolled his eyes after touching the other's expression and said, "After all, he has been my master for a few days, and when the master wanted to kill me, it was Young Master Fang who tried his best to intercept me and let me down. I will always remember this kindness."

Meng Ziyi's face sank slightly, and he said sarcastically, "If I really want to kill you, do you think he can really stop me with his weak appearance?"

Nan Xun laughed in his heart, Boss Meng's mockery of others being weak chickens shouldn't be too cute!

Nan Xun stretched out his hand and took Meng Ziyi's arm, leaned on it gently, and said softly: "I know, the master let me go because he didn't want to kill me, it has nothing to do with others, I am very happy with the master now, the master is Xun Xun The best of so many hosts."

Suddenly, Yilai's delicate body was very soft, and the scent of ink that entered her nose was not covered by the fragrance of so many flowers. Mencius pursed his lips, and his expression softened a little.

But at this moment, a few conversations happened next to the two.

"Brother Zhao, you and this Fang Yue are from the same hometown, this Fang Yue is really as talented as the rumors say? Alas, I originally thought I was suave, but seeing this Fang Yue Hou, I suddenly felt that the name of this chrysanthemum son was hopeless. fell on my head."

The person who spoke was the son-in-law who saw Nan Xun swing his fan before.

The man next to him snorted softly, "It's just that the family is rich, the master please is better, Fang Yue was seriously ill a few days ago, and hasn't left the door for a long time, do you know what's wrong with him?" There was contempt in his words.

"Brother Zhao, don't give a shit. If there is something good, please share it quickly."

"I heard that it was due to lovesickness. Fang Yue fell in love with a beautiful maid in the mansion. He and that beautiful maid secretly coddled for several times and became addicted to it. Later, he was discovered by Mr. Fang and sold the beautiful maid. Hey, Fang Yue actually For the sake of a little beautiful maid, he was devastated, and he suffered from lovesickness. Even if he was named in the gold medal list, he would not be able to make a good deal. Oh, I also heard the name of this beautiful maid from his mouth. It seemed to be called What... a painting spirit."

Nanxun: ...

He glanced at Meng Ziyi secretly, hehe, his face seemed a little dark.

It is true that people sit at home, and disasters come from heaven.

Beautiful maid, you are tall!