Qingchuan History

Chapter 313 Entering the Jizhao Pavilion Second
Ruan Xueyin has little sense of accomplishment.

Or also because of sleepiness at night.But more for that sentence.

Lao Tzu is number one in the world.

She meditated silently in her heart.It's hard to speak out loud.

The door has already been opened, and the fifth checkpoint is there. She didn't move, and stood on the spot for a while and said:

"There is something wrong with this man."

Gu Xinglang was still yawning profusely, his steps stopped, and he turned around with a satisfied expression on his face, "This is called having a strong character. He is a character."

character?Child's play.Playing mysteries makes people spend a lot of time solving puzzles, but the result is just a joke.

Or a parrot can learn a joke.

Ruan Xueyin was not happy, feeling that the months of miserable Shuishu journey and the time and mental energy just now fed the dog.

That is to say, the thick volume was still enjoyable to read, not a dog feed.

"Much stronger than his children and grandchildren." Seeing her disgusted face, Gu Xinglang was amused, and added, "It's so interesting to ask such a question, and the latter two are too upright and boring."

The latter two naturally refer to the founders of the second and third gates, Wanma and Cicada Mantis and Oriole Eagle.

Ruan Xueyin had lost interest in the solutions to the first two questions, so she didn't ask any more questions, but secretly said that you are also very upright, since ancient times there have been a few unrighteous kings, and they are talking sarcasticly here.

As soon as this thought came out, it was overthrown immediately, and then I thought that this person was just superficially honest, but inside he was just a disciple, and he was still the kind of hard-won.

So appreciate Yu Wencheng.It's called sympathy.

No.It should be called embarrassment.

Go back to see the poems and Fus on the wall.It is very serious, it can be called grand and heavy, whether it is landscapes and fields, spring flowers and autumn moons, or gold and iron horses, they all have a sense of desolation.

"For such an unscrupulous person, the poems he likes are the right ones. Qu Lingjun is still used to write the title." He nodded again, "That's right. For most people, the external and internal quality are not unified, and often even opposite. People, all the pompous and frivolous games in the world are just a disguise."

Gu Xinglang's eyebrows twitched slightly, Shen Su only had a moment, and the starlight in his eyes and the smile on his lips disappeared in an instant.He went over to her, "You are very unified. It's cold on the outside and cold on the inside." Saying this, there was a serious shiver, which was naturally feigned, "It's freezing to death."

"Come here if you're afraid of the cold." Weary in the middle of the night, and just finished using his brain, Ruan Xueyin died down, too lazy to pay attention, and casually followed the other party's words.

"Not afraid. I'm hot." He replied with a deeper smile and bright eyes.

Obviously unusual, the phrase "I'm hot".Ruan Xueyin felt awkward listening to her, and her ears and cheeks were burning.

——Have you really become a female apprentice?

She was also shivering, she didn't pretend, she quickly changed the subject: "It's nothing more than playing tricks. This Yuwen Cheng is not rigorous, and the word 'Emperor' is clearly wrong, which made me hesitate for a long time."

"In all Qu Lingjun's Fu, there is no sentence that starts with '第'." Gu Xinglang replied, of course, "There is no sentence that ends with it, and you can't hide it when you write it backwards. It can only be homophonic. And how do you know him? Didn’t it mean the ‘Emperor’? It’s completely homonymous, and it’s unknown if the palace people who recorded it misunderstood it.”

indeed. 'Emperor' also makes sense.As for whether all of Qu Lingjun's poems began or ended with the word "第", she didn't have the time or energy to recite silently to prove it.Since he said so, it is good to believe it, after all, the door has been opened.

Then he turned his head to look at the checkpoint behind the fourth door.

The same palace, the same darkness, and probably the same emptiness.Before the people arrived, the candles were not lit, and the blue-gold color on the obsidian wall could not be seen——

It should also be a blue-gold notch.But I don't know what pattern this time.

"It's all open,"

Before she finished speaking, Gu Xinglang already understood, "Go. Take a look first, you have a count."

It turned out to be Hua Zhi.

The walls are filled with irregular and various plants.Some common, some rare.But the so-called rare ones are just those in "Spiritual History of Mountains and Seas". In Ruan Xueyin's view, they are not rare.

Such as bloodbath hibiscus.

I haven't seen the big flower orchid yet.

She discerned it carefully for a while, and once again lamented the brilliance of the engraver's fine brushwork, which was even better than the previous three. "You are right. These patterns should not be carved at all. They are written or painted with some kind of tool dipped in the green and gold color."

Gu Xinglang didn't seem to hear these two sentences.

He was staring at a flower high up on the east side.

Ruan Xueyin followed his line of sight to see that it was a hydrangea.

"I probably know where the secret of this door is," he said in a light voice, "but I haven't figured out why."

Since entering the room, Ruan Xueyin only roughly scanned the four walls and identified some varieties. There are too many, and it is too late to look at each plant. Hearing what he said, she subconsciously asked:

"where is it?"

Gu Xinglang turned to face the stone wall on the west side, and looked in the distance, "Look, there is another plant there. On the four walls, each plant is only painted once, only this hydrangea, there are two plants."

Ruan Xueyin also turned around, raised her eyes and raised her eyebrows.

"This is not a hydrangea."

Gu Xinglang also raised his eyebrows, turned his head to look at her, then looked at the east wall behind him, and then turned back to look at the west wall.

Clearly the same.

"How to say?"

"That's true," Ruan Xueyin smiled, as if sighing, "It's true, it's true and it's not. This is a variant of Hydrangea, called Endless Summer. The reason why it is listed separately from the Cheng family and not collectively called Hydrangea is because of its shape. There are indeed differences in appearance, and because of their different growth habits, they are classified into one category, which is not rigorous enough."

Gu Xinglang raised his eyebrows, and continued to stare at the Endless Summer, "There is no difference in appearance."

"The painting is very good." Ruan Xueyin nodded, and turned back and forth to compare the two flowers.
"In order to distinguish, the size of the two plants is even drawn to be the same. The size is the same, and the difference between the flowers and leaves is easy to distinguish. You see, the petals of endless summer are smaller than those of hydrangea. The same bunch of flowers will appear more and denser. The leaves are also slightly different. The endless summer is thinner and narrower, with distinct serrations on the leaf margins; the hydrangea is more rounded, and the leaf margins are not obvious. It is a pity that it is only a painting on a stone wall, and the colors are single, and some characteristics cannot be expressed. In fact, endless summer The leaves of the hydrangea are lighter in color and thinner to the touch."

Gu Xinglang listened quietly, thoughtfully, "What about the growth habit? You just said it's different."

"Yeah." Zaiying, "Endless Xia is more cold-resistant than hydrangea, as long as it is not extremely cold, it can bloom. The most important thing is that it has a much longer flowering period than hydrangea. I think it is because it can stand on its own and not compete with hydrangea. The fundamental reason for grouping them into one category. Hydrangea blooms from June to August and is a typical summer flower; Endless Summer can bloom from May to October, from late spring to summer and autumn, and of course it blooms best in summer.” She tilted her head up. head, also to stare at the flower,

"The flowers bloom undefeated after a long summer, as if the summer never left, hence the name, Endless Summer."

(End of this chapter)