Stepmother Shaoguang

Chapter 123 Journey to the South of the Yangtze River (Jinling [-])

Bai Yanqing laughed loudly: "What's so difficult about it? You ask Lu Xiaowen to write to me personally, and I'll send you ten or eight of them, no problem."

Then He Shaoguang glanced at Lu Xiaowen who had a dark face beside him, and found it difficult.

For some reason, she felt that Lu Xiaowen was always impatient with this little girl these days.

She dared not agree for him.

At night, Lu Xiaowen was fascinated by seeing her reading the books in the White Mansion with great interest.

Can't help but take it over to see what it is.

"Yellowstone Travel Notes?" Lu Xiaowen read the name on the page, frowning, "You like reading travel notes so much?"

He Shaoguang is confident and confident: "The beauty of mountains and rivers has been discussed since ancient times. I can't go, I can't see it anymore? If I can be like you, I can travel when I want to travel. Naturally, I won't stay at home and read books written by others."

Lu Xiaowen was helpless: "Who said you can't leave? Aren't we traveling in the south of the Yangtze River now? Where do you want to go? We have been to West Lake, Leifeng Pagoda? Yuefei Temple? Or do you want to climb mountains?"

"Aren't we here to see the garden?"

"Yuanzi? I don't have any entourage available anymore?" Lu Xiaowen laughed angrily, "My lord thought of taking you out to relax because I saw that you were bored in the mansion all day and seemed to be listless."

He was so angry that he claimed that his father had come out.

He Shaoguang suddenly realized: "So, it turns out that I have guessed your mind wrong all along?"

She was moved: "You are such a good person."

Lu Xiaowen:
Lu Xiaowen gritted her teeth: "If you want to go back this time, if you want to have a next time, you have to write me a travelogue."

"Can there be a next time?" He Shaoguang's eyes lit up, "Shall we go to the coast next time?"

Feeling that the other party has grasped the wrong focus, but the other party's focus has finally returned to himself, Lu Xiaowen expressed his satisfaction: "I need to review it after writing it."

Feeling that she has become a student and was assigned homework by her husband, she was slightly dissatisfied: "Ming Yan wants to write this kind of thing."

After spending a few days in Hangzhou and enjoying the misty and rainy scenery of the West Lake, I finally set off on the road to Jinling City.

The beautiful land in the south of the Yangtze River, the imperial state of Jinling.

The ancient city of Jinling has blessed Zhengshuo of China several times, and it is also the only capital that has never been the capital of a foreign regime. It is regarded as the place of revival of the Han people in the world.

Jinling in this time and space may have changed dynasties differently from the ancient capital of the Six Dynasties that He Shaoguang was familiar with, but it was also the most populous and most prosperous place in the dozens of cities in the Duan Dynasty except the capital.

The Confucius Temple next to the Fuxue is as lively as ever, and the Jinling Garden admired by the saint is not far from the Confucius Temple to the south of the Qinhuai Bank.

The entire garden faces south, with an elegant and delicate layout. There are many centuries-old trees and rocks in the yard, which are older than the combined age of their family.

In particular, a piece of Taihu Yellowstone placed in the middle of the garden is a head taller than a person.

Open a door at will, and the interior decoration is also quiet and elegant, with yellow and green as the main color, and it feels refreshing to be in it in summer.

The bed curtains and furnishings were new, having obviously been repaired shortly before their arrival.

In the East Garden there are residences built near the water, such as Tinglan Waterside Pavilion, Shenxiang Pavilion, and Nongyu Xiaozhu. In the West Garden, there are South and North rockery groups, Jingxin Hall, Liuchun Pavilion and other exquisite and small viewing places.

He Shaoguang's favorite place is the inside of the Liuchun Hall, where small windows are opened on the east and west walls, and the north and south are floor-to-ceiling partition doors.On the south side of the hall, a platform and sitting rails are built, where you can watch the fish swimming in the pool and the scenery of the rockery.

The rockery in the south is built next to the pool, and its shape stretches up and down, forming a crab-claw-shaped Dashanxiu, clamping the water surface.

There are two ancient trees in the east and west of the pool, which were planted in the hands of the former dynasty.There are also red maples, peonies, camphor trees, etc. dotted among them.

The owner of the garden itself was King Wu of the previous dynasty. After the overthrow of the previous dynasty, the servants in it sold and fled, and took away many priceless treasures in the chaos.

Therefore, although the garden has been repaired and the scenery is beautiful, there are always some newly filled corners that seem out of place.

Apart from these, in Jinling, He Shaoguang still remembers a saying that no duck can leave Nanjing alive.

Roast duck, salted duck, salted duck, duck blood vermicelli soup.
There is also the famous stewed raw knock, which means that the cook kills the eel alive and removes the bones, and then beats the eel with a wooden stick to make the meat loose, hence the name Sheng knock.

Some diners commented after eating: "If you talk about crispy, mellow and delicious, Jinling is unique in stewing and raw."

I have been unable to satisfy my hunger in the previous life, but now I finally saw this stewed raw food on the dining table.

As soon as he put the chopsticks into his throat, He Shaoguang felt his mouth full of crispy and delicious eel meat, and the soup underneath was thick, which is also perfect for bibimbap.

"We can stay in Jinling until September or October before going back, so that the capital will not be so hot. Next to it is the Fuxue. I know the official Qixue from the Fuxue. We can arrange Ming Yan to go in with the students from the Fuxue. Listen to the class."

"That would be the best." Although He Shaoguang agreed, He Shaoguang still looked at Lu Mingyan sympathetically, the child who was traveling and had to go to class.

Regarding this, Lu Mingyan didn't feel any displeasure at all. After being lazy for so many days, he had already started to feel guilty. He was even relieved to learn that he would be able to go to the side school tomorrow.

Because Lu Mingyan was younger than the students in the prefectural school, he was assigned to Class C[-]. Xueguan Qi was the student officer of Class A[-], but he also taught the "Analects" of Class C[-] at the same time.

There was no student younger than him in the entire school, so when he entered the school alone with a small bookcase and a wooden sign representing his identity, the students who were also day students at the door looked at him strangely. One glance: "Are you also a student of the government school?"

"Well, I'm here to listen." Lu Mingyan responded politely.

"Oh, let me just say~ I've never seen a classmate as young as you before." The man was very curious about Lu Mingyan, "I'm a student in Class C[-], Hua Shaotang, how about you?"

"I'm also in Class C[-], Lu Mingyan."

Lu Mingyan is not used to talking too much with a stranger, but this Hua Shaotang is a chatterbox. After knowing that the other party is with him, he keeps chattering beside him and asking him about his family situation and other personal questions. He introduced it to him, so before he even walked to the door of the classroom, Lu Mingyan got to know the students in Class C and Three very well.

"Before you came, the youngest student in the entire prefectural school was also in our class, named Kong Wen'an. He is a genius, if he wasn't only 12 years old, he would definitely have gone to Class A!" Hua Shaotang spattered, very Excited, "Before fighting poetry, the 20-somethings in Class A and III couldn't understand Kong, they bullied others together, and they were all defeated by him!"

Thinking of his half-level skills, Hua Shaotang doubted: "Is it true that everyone surnamed Kong can study? Hey, classmate Song!"

While Hua Shaotang was talking to him, he still had time to greet his acquaintances: "This is also from our class, but he didn't get in. His name is Song Fuer, you know it right away? His family is very rich." Ha ha."

(End of this chapter)