Chapter One Hundred and Twenty Seven Flower Appreciation

Luojing, Yefu.

The night family's flower viewing banquet finally began.

After the previous competition, everyone's attention had not been completely transferred, but the servants of the Yefu moved to a low table, a colorful straw mat, and laid it on the green hill by the river. It seems that the Ye family didn't want to let this matter continue to ferment, and directly started the part of the flower viewing banquet.

After Yue Guan won the victory, Xia Jiangtian's Liu Manzhi was forced to apologize to him, and then the three of Xia Jiangtian left the venue directly and did not stay here any longer. Seeing this, Yue Guan resigned immediately. He came to Yefu because he heard that Xia Jiangtian's disciples would come to see if he could meet Liu Manzhi. Now that things and grievances have ended, there is no need to stay and feel uncomfortable.

"Thank you, Miss Lorraine, for what happened just now."

Before leaving, Yue Guan boarded the pavilion and bowed to the girl beside the fence to thank him. Not everyone dared to offend Ling Hu, the prince of the royal family. If the girl was not willing to remain neutral, the result of the last battle just now would not be easy to say.

"nothing."

Roland Hill shook his head and looked at the young man who was about 25-26 years old, and saw that there were many dark wounds on his body that had not healed. After the competition just now, Young Master Linghu put away the remaining two bottles of potions and did not give them to him. The reason is also very good, the competition is over, and naturally there is no need to take medicine to restore to ensure fairness.

"I'll give it to you, the sword fight in Chilou is about to start, so it will recover faster." Roland Hill took out a small bottle from his sleeve, which contained three [Condensed Purple Frost Sugar Potion].

Yao Ling, who was standing beside him, took the vial and put it in Yue Guan's hand.

"This is a potion that can help you recover quickly, although its bigger role is to cultivate." The girl explained a little.

Since the bottle had not been opened, Yue Guan didn't know whether the medicine was precious or not, but since it was a kind offer, he couldn't refuse it at the moment. Besides, he really wanted to become stronger. In today's competition, he was almost abused, so he was more eager for strength.

"Thank you, Miss Lorraine, then."

After saluting again, Yue Guan hesitated for a while, then took out a token from his waist, with the word 'wild' in crimson on it.

"If Miss Lorraine needs something in the future, you can let someone come to Jiuhuang Mountain to find me with this."

Seeing Yao take the token and put it lightly on the table, Roland Hill felt a little helpless in her heart. In fact, she just helped the other party casually, but it was not a favor. But at this time, refusing, I am afraid it will hurt his self-esteem.

"Well, I hope to see you next time, it has become even more powerful." Roland Hill encouraged him a little, and then watched the young man walk down the pavilion and leave the Yefu.

At this time, a large tree potted plant had been moved to the venue, and many guests were gradually taking their places. A waiter carefully walked up to the pavilion and respectfully asked the two if they would participate in the flower viewing at this time.

"Let's go and have a look." Seeing Xiao Li beside her waiting for her to make up her mind, the girl had no choice but to speak, then got up and went downstairs.

When they came to the venue, the waiter arranged to sit down at two similar low tables, and then someone brought snacks and melons and fruits, which seemed to be rare foods with extraordinary effects.

The crowd sat by the river, which appeared as a huge open ellipse, which surrounded the open space in the middle, and a beautiful tree was placed in the open space at this moment.

Its branches and leaves are pruned like clouds, stacked and scattered, and the leaves are small and dense, reflecting different colors of light and dark against the sun.

Seeing that everyone was basically there, Ye Zhen stepped into the open space, patted his palms, briefly set off the atmosphere, and then introduced the strange tree beside him.

"This plant is called 'Three Drunken Frost Flower'. What is three drunkenness, it naturally changes its color three times a day..."

[Three Drunken Frost-Resistant Flowers] (Excellent Gold Level): A rare flower of the genus Hibiscus, it 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. Its flowers bloom with double petals, which are delicate and moving. When different flower colors are taken off, the medicinal effects are also different, which can be used to make extraordinary potions.

After the introduction, all the guests in the venue began to admire and watch it in twos and threes, and soon a few people who were fond of literature began to write poems about flowers.

Loren Hill sat at the low table and didn't pay much attention to the words about viewing flowers. Instead, he picked up a small light green fruit, washed it again with clean water on the table, and then ate it in small bites.

It was almost noon now, and she was indeed a little hungry.

"It's boring to talk about it like this. Now the conditions are right. Why don't we learn the ancient water song, how to recite words to flowers..." After a guest suggested, others agreed.

As the host, Ye Zhen also readily agreed, or maybe this was a prepared program. He patted his palms, and several servants brought wooden wine glasses, poured clear wine into them, and placed them upstream of the small river, letting it flow downstream, and then another guest volunteered to come under the flower tree and beat a small drum . When the drums stopped, the wine glass was behind the guest, and the guest had to recite a sentence.

Then the game of flowing water began to unfold.

The small drum beat leisurely, stopped after a while, and then everyone saw that the wine glass just stopped behind a dark-robed practitioner.

"It turned out to be the real Shen Xi from the Dragon Tree Blood Exhaustion Sect, please."

"This is really embarrassing for a rude man like me."

Shen Xizhen looked at more than 30 years old, he stroked a small beard, then stood up, walked around the flower tree three times to the left and three times, and then sat back to his seat.

The waiter on the side had already laid out white paper for him, and he wrote it with a pen.

'Linting respects the wine, wrapping around the branches to resist the frost. ' a few sprinkles

Put up the big ink, and then put the pen.

"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 a while of chatting and laughing, the upper stream put down a glass of wine again, and then the snare drums beat again.

There was another wave of flow, and finally the drums stopped.

"This time, it's Young Master Linghu's turn." It turned out that the wine glass was parked beside the royal son this time.

"Could it be that Young Master Yezhen did it on purpose." Ling Hu stood up with a smile on his face, and his expression was like a spring breeze, and he couldn't see the coldness he had before.

After getting up and chatting and laughing with the host, the splendid young man picked up the pen and wrote.

'It is still unknown if it is called Shushuang, but its name is Mu Hibiscus. It is like a beautiful woman who is drunk for the first time, and the bright moon shines on the creek. ’

"Good poetry, good words!"

"As expected of the proud son of the Ling family, the eldest son of the clan."

"Master Linghu is indeed erudite and talented. He actually knew that the ancient name of Shushuanghua was Mu Furong. It's a pity that the word "hibiscus" was used too much, and it was abandoned because of vulgarity."

"Young Master Linghu is borrowing flowers to describe the beautiful lady. Looking at the last sentence, it is estimated that he was prepared to say it to Fairy Xiayue in advance. It's a pity that he is not here now, tsk tsk..."

"Just say a few words less." A small voice reminded him.

Everyone praised together, and the venue was lively for a long time, and then the wine glass was put down again and went with the flow.

The drums gradually stopped, and this time the wine glass stopped beside a girl with black hair and black eyes.

For a while, the venue was lively again, and this time everyone will be more curious to focus on this stunning girl.