Hidden golden branches

If Ji Yuxian proposed to take Chen Rong to Qingning Temple to enjoy plum blossoms, how could Chen Youyu and Yun Man refuse to agree?
Yun Man also knew that the plum blossoms in Qingning Temple were the most beautiful and had the most varieties she had ever seen.

There are varieties of plum blossoms that have never been seen in Shangjing City. They are so beautiful that they make people forget to leave.

Early the next morning, Ji Yuxian came to Chen's house to pick up Chen Rong and go to Qingning Temple to view the Plum Blossom Temple.

Ji Yuxian had breakfast with the Chen family, then got on Ji's carriage and drove through the lively streets to the city gate.

After all, we were riding in the carriage of Duke An Guo. The carriage was not only spacious, but also very exquisite. Even the windows were inlaid with gold flowers and birds, and the body was made of small-leaf red sandalwood. Sitting inside, the fragrance was refreshing and refreshing.

At the beginning of spring, it is a time when the sunlight is very bright. The warm sunlight falls on the body, which is gentle and not dazzling.

Shangjing is indeed an imperial city. Although it is still early, there are not many pedestrians on the road.

Bustling with people, horses and carriages, it is as if this imperial city never stops.

The snack shop set up a stall on the roadside, with all kinds of delicious snacks taking turns. Sniffing the aroma of the snacks on both sides of the road, Chen Rong opened the silk curtains, stuck his head out and looked towards the roadside, and saw a flood of diners. , the stall owners of the small stalls are overwhelmed.

Ji Yuxian looked at the little girl's salivating look and felt funny in his heart. He was so greedy just after breakfast. He was such a greedy little cat. However, he would not laugh at her. Instead, he would ask with warm eyes, "Rong Rong, what do you want to eat? I will buy it for you."

Chen Rong put down the curtains, turned to Ji Yuxian, shook his little head and said, "I'm not hungry now."

I'm not hungry, but I'm greedy after seeing so many varieties of snacks.

Amidst the rumble of the carriage, after nearly an hour's journey, we reached the foot of Qingning Temple.

Looking from a distance, there are quite a lot of people on both sides of the road at the foot of Qingning Temple.

There are vendors buying things and pilgrims coming to offer incense.

In fact, this is like a small downtown. It is like this every day when the weather is warm. In autumn and winter, it is only available during Lent.

At the end of the busy city is Qingning Temple. There are many small stalls on both sides of the road, displaying toys that children like, and selling engraved signs that can be thrown on trees. The shouts of the vendors contribute to the excitement here.

The mist on the green mountains, the bright moon and solitary clouds, the centuries-old temple, the melodious morning bells, and the whispering of Buddha's voice, lingering in the main hall, saving all living beings from suffering, ending all wars, and reborn in the pure land.

Today, most of them are literati and women from wealthy families who come to appreciate the plum blossoms.

The carriages of rich people and the ox-carts rented by ordinary people only stop at the foot of the mountain, and you have to walk the rest of the way by yourself. Qingning Temple is built on a mountain, surrounded by towering ancient trees, and is very secluded. Fortunately, these mountains are not very high. Ji Yuxian took Chen Rong to climb for a while and reached the mountainside.

Cuizhu and Mingyue followed them not too far away.

In front of the temple is a red and yellow gate with the words Qingning Temple written on it. It stands tall and majestic.

Qingning Temple is indeed very grand. There are nearly a thousand halls, pavilions, terraces and verandas, and there are six main halls on the central line. Among them, the Thousand Eyes and Thousand Hands Avalokitesvara in the Great Compassion Hall is the most magnificent, three feet high, covered with gold foil and shining with golden light. According to the interpretation of Buddhist scriptures, Thousand Hands and Thousand Eyes is one of the "six forms" of Guanyin, which can see all the misfortunes and blessings in the world. The lot sought here is said to be the most efficacious among them.

Although Ji Yuxian and Chen Rong came to enjoy the plum blossoms, they also went to the vendor to buy two handfuls of incense and went to worship the Bodhisattva first.

After worshiping the Bodhisattva, the two went to the back mountain to enjoy the plum blossoms. Before they reached the back mountain, the fragrant fragrance of the flowers that greeted them immediately made people feel refreshed.

"It smells so good!"

Chen Rong excitedly took Ji Yuxian's hand and ran quickly towards the back hill. Seeing the little girl's impatient look, Ji Yuxian curled his lips and let the little girl pull him forward. Walking into the back mountain, looking from a distance, I saw plum trees standing straight on the edge of the grass. The red plum trees seemed to be dyed with paint, bright and dazzling, and the red plum trees looked like clusters of flames jumping.

There have been tourists in groups of twos and threes in the Houshan Plum Garden for a long time. Some are aloof literati, some are young couples coming for a spring outing, and there are also friends from the boudoir who have come together to enjoy the plum blossoms. In short, there are a lot of tourists.

As I got closer, I saw red and white plums that were either in bud or in full bloom.

Chen Rong looked closely and saw that there was a small hole in the flower bud on the tree, which looked like a bottle cap. The flowers were white and tinged with red, and the petals were smooth and transparent, like carved amber or jasper, with a bit of ice-clear elegance. Some were as bright as the morning glow, and some were white. Like Ruixue.

Others are as green as jasper. The plum blossoms may bloom early or late. On the same plum tree, you can see various forms of blooming. Some are shy and ready to bloom, with fresh and cute pink buds; some have just bloomed, A few little bees got in, sucking the pollen greedily; some bloomed for a long time, and their pink and tender petals were lovely.

The plum blossoms that bloomed lively before have now withered their petals. The wind blows the flowers and they fall. You don’t have to worry about the petals breaking. Plum blossoms are not delicate flowers. The colder, the more windy and snowy they are, the more energetic and energetic they bloom. The poem proves it: "The edge of the sword comes from sharpening, and the fragrance of plum blossoms comes from the bitter cold." What blows it is not the gentle spring breeze, but the biting cold wind.

What nourishes it is not the rain from the cool sky, but the cold wind and ice and snow.

What illuminates it is not the bright sunshine, but a ray of setting sun in the severe cold.

Ji Yuxian looked at Chen Rong intoxicated in the sea of ​​flowers, like a fairy among flowers.

In Ji Yuxian's eyes, the beauty of the garden cannot compare with the beauty of his little girl.

She was looking at the scenery and he was looking at her.

I casually folded a branch full of red plum blossoms, made a garland for Chen Rong, and put it on Chen Rong's little head.

"Thank you, Brother Ji." Chen Rong smiled like a flower and stretched out her little hand to touch the wreath on her head.

Ji Yuxian asked in a hoarse voice: "Do you like it?"

"like."

"If you like, I will accompany you to enjoy the plum blossoms every year, okay?"

"Okay, okay!"

Chen Rong happily stretched out his arms and pulled Ji Yuxian's sleeves to shake them. His delicate little face was flushed against the bright plum blossoms, making him even more beautiful.

Ji Yuxian's heart was filled with excitement. He held Chen Ronghuang's small hand on his sleeve with his backhand, pulled her into his arms, and placed a gentle kiss on her forehead.

The little girl closed her eyes, frowned slightly, and her blushing face became even redder.

"No, someone is here!" Chen Rong said angrily, pushing his hard chest with her little hand.

Ji Yuxian suppressed his laughter, held the person tightly in his arms, and said in a muffled voice: "Don't be afraid. There is no one."

How could he let others see him being intimate with the little girl?
It was lunch time before he knew it. Chen Rong rubbed his stomach, raised the corners of his mouth and said to Ji Yuxian: "Well, Brother Ji, I'm so hungry."

Spring is warm and flowers are blooming, which is the time to appreciate plum blossoms.