Genius Poisonous Concubine: Fourth Miss Against Heaven

Chapter 473

Jian Yunling has always been nervous because of the non-stop moving forward and the anxious battle. Now that she has such a good opportunity to relax, she can listen to poetry and drink alcohol. She thought that as long as she concealed her identity, it would not be a bad thing to go and see, so she agreed on a whim. The fat head county magistrate.

Yu Wenzheng didn't want to join in the fun, but he didn't want to spoil Jian Yunling's interest, so he arranged military affairs, and when the sun was about to set, he changed into the simplest casual clothes and went with her.

The two sat in the carriage arranged by the county magistrate Fatou and went up the mountain road at a leisurely pace.

Although it is autumn, there is not much scenery to see, but the oncoming cool autumn wind is really intoxicating.

Jian Yunling lay by the car window, unconsciously humming a random tune.

Her voice was originally clear and melodious, but now she was in a good mood, and there was a little joy in her tone of voice. Even the honest driver who didn't know their identities outside praised her for singing better than the singers in their Changyin Workshop.

Yu Wenzheng's expression darkened when he heard the praise, and he said, "Singer?"

The coachman was also thoughtful, knowing that their identities must be extraordinary, hearing Yu Wenzheng's bad tone at this moment, he was afraid that he would offend him by comparing his wife with a singer, so he hurriedly apologized and said with a smile: "Look. The little old man's mouth, Madam's temperament is noble, how can it be compared with the actors in that lowly place, the little old man made a slip of the tongue."

Yu Wenzheng snorted coldly, closed his eyes lightly, and stopped talking.

Jian Yunling hurriedly rounded up the situation, said it was okay, turned around and scolded Yu Wenzheng, who had not faded from his domineering aura, and said: "He is honest, and he originally meant well, why are you more serious?"

Yu Wenzheng didn't move, his voice was as cold as ice with thorns, and he said concisely: "It's harsh."

Jian Yunling laughed helplessly.

This man is like a child when he is unreasonable.

While talking, the carriage has reached the top of a flat mountain.The driver deftly turned into a clearing among the dry woods, where six or seven large and small carriages were parked.

Before departure, Fu Dongyun was left by Yu Wenzheng in the barracks to take care of trivial matters, but he didn't follow, so the matter of getting off the car with Yu Wenzheng on his back naturally fell on the honest coachman.

After An Dun Yu Wenzheng sat down, the coachman pushed him to lead the way, and led them to the depths of the woods. He introduced to them as he walked, "Every year, the poetry competition is held in front of the Chunhong Pavilion. How about you?" Not to mention, there are quite a few literati here. Thanks to them, the little old man's business is much better than usual."

"Chunhong Pavilion?" Jian Yunling thought the name was very interesting, so she asked, "Who came up with the name?"

The coachman smiled heartily and replied: "It was a writer in our county in the past. When the pavilion was first built, everyone was very worried. They were afraid that the name would be vulgar and ruin his poetry. That person had read a little According to the book, there is a poem called "The spring wave green under the bridge of sadness, once the shadow of a frightened bird" is very suitable for the occasion, so we listened to him and named this pavilion Chunhong Pavilion."

"The green spring waves under the bridge of sadness, it was once the shadow of a frightened bird." Jian Yunling repeated the poem, smiled knowingly, and asked, "Is there a stream passing through the pavilion under the pavilion?"

The driver opened his mouth wide and exclaimed in disbelief: "Madam is really a god!"

Jian Yunling waved her hands and shook her head, and said, "It's not my god, it's the ingenious choice of the name."

(End of this chapter)