Confucianism Is Supreme? I Am Reciting Tang Poems in Another World!

Chapter 533 Qingzhou, Peach Blossom Fairy in the Peach Blossom Forest

Qingzhou is located in the west of the majestic Daliang Kingdom. It is surrounded by mountains and peaks, which seem to be an indestructible barrier created by nature. The mountains are shrouded in clouds and mist, as misty as a fairyland, which makes people feel awe. In this vast land, the roads twist and turn, sometimes through mountains and ridges, sometimes along rivers, as if they are the veins of nature.

Qingzhou City is hidden among these magnificent mountains, looking particularly quiet and mysterious. Compared with other prosperous main cities, Qingzhou City is slightly smaller, but it has a unique charm. The buildings in the city are simple and elegant, scattered among the mountains and green waters, and blend harmoniously with the surrounding natural environment.

Qingzhou City is surrounded by rolling mountains and dense trees. The clear springs in the mountains gurgling and the wind blowing make people feel relaxed and happy. Even though it is already the twelfth lunar month, Qingzhou is still full of vitality.

"Huh, along the way, I passed seven stations and changed seven horses before arriving at Qingzhou City. I'm exhausted."

Zhang Shuzhi tied up his horse at this moment and looked at the bustling streets in the city, feeling a little like he was in another world. Along the way, he hardly got much rest and was driving all the time in order to return to Qingzhou as soon as possible. This also made the original A journey that would have taken at least two days to complete ended up taking only a day and a half.

"Even if you are a scholar now, you are already very tired after traveling for sixteen consecutive hours. You should go home and rest first. I will pay homage to Yao'er's mother first."

Ci Song helped Mo Yao get out of the carriage and saw that the bags under Zhang Shuzhi's eyes were already a little blue. Although there was a smile on his face, he could not hide his fatigue.

"Okay, then I will go home first and let my family prepare a banquet for you. When you and Miss Yaoer return, I will take care of you."

Zhang Shuzhi stretched a lot and said: "I will have my servants guard at the gates of each city and let them welcome you. Then I will take the first step."

"Um."

Ci Song watched Zhang Shuzhi turn and leave, and then Sun Buxiu's figure appeared next to Ci Song and Mo Yao, "I really didn't expect that Zhang Anzhi's grandson has such good driving skills, much better than our coachmen in the General's Mansion. If you don’t know, you would think that this guy is a scholar who is famous for his ink painting.”

The reason why Sun Buxiu was feeling emotional was that Zhang Shuzhi was not only driving fast but also very steadily. Even when he entered the mountain road in the Qingzhou realm, he was extremely stable. However, in order to keep up with Zhang Shuzhi's driving speed, the carriage Sun Buxiu was riding in had to drive very steadily. The driver had to try his best to prevent the carriage from leaving Zhang Shuzhi behind, but this also caused hardship to Sun Buxiu who was sitting in the carriage.

He was a little nauseous from being jolted around in the carriage. Because he couldn't stand the jolting, he had no choice but to let the coachman go back by himself. He directly used his talents to fly and rushed to Qingzhou one step ahead, waiting for the upcoming Ci Song. A group of people.

"It's true. I didn't feel much bumps in the carriage. I didn't expect Zhang Shuzhi to have such an ability."

Ci Song also nodded in approval, and then he looked at Mo Yao and said, "Yao'er, do you still remember where my aunt is buried?"

"I remember, my mother was buried in a peach blossom forest. My mother loved peach blossoms most in her life, so since my mother married my father, my father would come to Qingzhou every year and plant ten peach trees. Even after my mother passed away, my father never stopped. When my mother was buried, my father used peach wood as a coffin and buried her in the peach blossom forest. "

Mo Yao held Ci Song's hand and walked out of Qingzhou together towards the north of Xizhou City. As he walked, he said: "It has been many years since I came to pay homage to my mother. Since I went out privately back then, After the incident was discovered by my family, my grandfather put me in solitary confinement and did not allow me to leave the Taiwei Mansion. "

"Sorry." Ci Song apologized to Mo Yao.

"It was my own idea to go out privately. Brother Ci Song does not need to worry about it. On the contrary, I am very glad that I was able to meet Brother Ci Song as soon as possible and know that my future husband is actually an extremely kind person."

While talking, the two of them were already standing on the top of the towering cliff. From a bird's eye view, a stunning sea of ​​peach trees and flowers unfolds before your eyes. Although it is the twelfth lunar month, the peach blossoms here are blooming proudly, not affected by the cold at all. The blossoming peach blossoms are like burning fire, decorating the entire valley in a poetic and picturesque way.

In the peach forest, flowers are clustered in layers, as if they are nature's palette, displaying various colors to their fullest. The breeze blows, the petals sway gently, exuding a light fragrance, which makes people intoxicated.

"How can there be a peach blossom forest in the cold winter?" Sun Buxiu was quite surprised when he saw such a scene. The last time he came to Qingzhou, he just walked around the city and did not go to the suburbs to see it, so he didn't know There is such a peach blossom forest here.

"Brother Ci Song, let's go down."

After saying that, Mo Yao raised her jade hand lightly, and the proud plum jade flute jumped into her palm like a snake coming out of its hole. The sound of the flute suddenly sounded like the sound of nature, shocking people's hearts. The petals that were lying quietly on the ground seemed to be given life, and they jumped up and flew towards the three of them.

These petals flew in the air, light and elegant, and gradually gathered into a gorgeous peach blossom bridge, spanning in front of the three people.

The three of them stepped onto this flower bridge made of petals. The soft petals under their feet felt like they were walking on clouds.

The space under the bridge seemed to be infinitely stretched to the ground. The sound of the flute continued, echoing in the peach blossom forest. Every peach blossom seemed to be summoned, falling from the branches and joining the flower bridge, making the bridge wider and longer.

As the three people gradually went deeper, the peach blossom bridge seemed to be constantly extending forward, passing through layers of peach blossom forests until their feet touched the solid ground again. At this time, Mo Yao's flute sound also slowly fell, and finally fell silent. And those flying petals also fell at this time, covering the entire ground, forming a pink sea of ​​flowers, which was breathtakingly beautiful.

Standing in this sea of ​​flowers, Mo Yao and Ci Song looked up and saw a stone statue standing in the middle of the sea of ​​trees. It was a statue carved from jade, with a light green luster all over its body. The face of this statue is absolutely beautiful and lifelike, as if it is a fairy descending to the earth, which is amazing. A careful observation of the face of the statue is seven points similar to Mo Yao.

"This stone statue didn't exist before. It should have been built by my father for my mother later."

Mo Yao let go of Ci Song's hand, walked slowly to the stone statue, and stroked the face of the stone statue, as if immersed in the memories of the past.

"Mother, Yao'er misses you so much."

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