Peerless Pirates

Chapter 322 Meeting Yushuang again

On the sixth day of September, Song Zheng, Lu Hong, Lu Qiang, Ming'er, Erhei, Huzi, and the third son of the Lu family, a total of seven people, walked towards the direction of Qizhou Literary Academy (Shi Fei Duan Cui)

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Now that the three young masters of Licheng had had a rest, Lu Qiang dared to go out. Hearing that a chrysanthemum array had been set up by the Five Dragon Pond, Lu Qiang naturally went to have some fun. Lu Hengshan was relieved and made no exception.

Go to the garrison camp, accompany Mrs. Lu honestly, and live the world of two people in the garrison mansion.

Song Zheng and Lu Hong were both dressed as scholars, strolling in the carriage, looking at the scene and pointing, it was so lively. Lu Qiang and Ming'er were both grown up girls now, and had long since put away their sharp tempers, and became somewhat mature.

The smell of virtue. The two walked behind Song Zheng and Lu Hong, whispering in low voices from time to time, or occasionally covering their mouths and laughing, attracting the attention of people on the street from time to time.

Song Zheng has a handsome demeanor and a long body. He is actually a handsome young man. Lu Hong is similar in size to Song Zheng, but they are thicker and have scarier bumps on his face. Ordinarily, Lu Hong's appearance is not too bad, but he is different from Song Zheng.

Walking together made people feel very incongruous. From time to time, people on the street would pay attention to them, and the bold ones would even murmur something.

Classmate Lu Hong didn't care at all. As long as he was with Song Xiaolang, this guy felt particularly at ease. Since he had stayed in Licheng for a year, he was familiar with the streets and alleys. Therefore, he was very happy with the guidance and became a volunteer speaker.

.Song Zheng rarely had such a relaxed time, and his mood was quite high.

From the Defense Mansion to the Wulong Pond of the Qizhou Academy of Literature, the group walked for more than an hour while watching the scenery. They walked and played, and even went to a teahouse to drink tea. Everyone was very relaxed.

As soon as she entered the liberal arts college, Lu Qiang screamed, pulled Ming'er and ran forward, giggling all the way, her face turning red with excitement.

It turns out that since the Double Ninth Festival is approaching, chrysanthemums of various colors have been placed beside Wulongtan. Scholars, ladies, and maids are constantly walking among the flowers. The golden chrysanthemums, sometimes red and white, are in full bloom, and the fragrance is fragrant.

It makes tourists linger and forget to leave. Every literary scholar is very popular in poetry and recites one or two poems from time to time. No matter whether it is good or bad, it can always create a commotion.

"When autumn comes on the eighth day of the ninth month, I will kill all the flowers after they have bloomed. (Read the full text of "Strong Favor - The Disgraced Queen"). The incense towering into the sky penetrates Chang'an,

The city is full of golden armor!" Lu Hong, who was proficient in writing, also recited Huang Chao's poems with great interest. This guy's face was covered with pimples, and he looked ferocious when he recited it. There was no sense of beauty at all. But this guy didn't realize it at all.

, and also put on a look of looking forward to Zixiong, hoping to win the favor of the beauties among the tourists. Unfortunately, these beauties looked at him, lowered their heads and took a detour, which made this guy very depressed.

Song Zheng shook his head, ignored him, and walked along the edge of the pool. The pool was clean and reflected the blue sky, which made it look particularly deep and serene. The chrysanthemums curled up like 28-year-old beauties, blooming with their charming grace.

While he was walking, he heard the sound of arguing in front of him, which seemed to be the voice of Ming'er and a man. When Song Zheng looked up, he saw a flower farmer in his fifties squatting on the ground more than twenty feet away. Beside him

There were many scholars and officials gathered around. Ming'er was arguing with a man. Lu Qiang held her hand and signaled her not to argue. Next to the man, there was also a beautiful woman with eyebrows and red lips.

Noodles are like spring.

Song Zheng curled his lips. He knew this couple. They were the children of Cong Kui, the military commander on the right side of Shandong Road, Cong Ge and Cong Yushuang. What Ming'er and Cong Ge were fighting over was a pot of red, white and green chrysanthemums.

——It is Tian Weng Liuxiang named after Song Zheng.

At this time, there were two pots of flowers on the ground, both of which were tricolor chrysanthemums. However, one pot had lush leaves and the other was shorter. The two of them were competing to buy this pot of better chrysanthemums.

Last year, both Song Zheng and Cong Ge participated in the literary examination, and Cong Ge also won third place. At that time, Song Zheng felt that this guy's article was good, and he deserved the third place. However, Cong Ge's article was

Although Ming'er usually spoke less, she was very verbal. A few words made it difficult for Cong Ge to get off the stage. In the end, Cong Yushuang had to go into battle with a red face. The two beauties

It's quite interesting to argue.

"This young lady, the fragrance of flowers is astonishing and the color is intoxicating. Naturally, such a beautiful flower should match a beautiful woman." Ming'er pulled Lu Qiang and said, "Look at me, this girl has a beautiful face, which is perfect for this flower.

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"Sister, your sister is certainly beautiful, but beautiful flowers need to be taken care of by someone knowledgeable, right?" Cong Yushuang argued, "I have loved chrysanthemums since I was a child, and I have a lot of experience in taking care of chrysanthemums. Doesn't my sister want to be beautiful as an adult?"

"My sister also loves this flower. Don't you want the beauty of adulthood? How about I buy these two pots of flowers and give you the smaller one?" Ming'er proposed a solution (full text of The Dragon Emperor of Time Travel)

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"Of course I want this small one, but I can't give this big pot to my sister." Cong Yushuang did not give in.

Ming'er's face turned cold, "It's not an option for you and me to fight over each other, there should be an end to it, right?"

Cong Yushuang stared at Ming'er stubbornly, refusing to give in.

The flower farmer was at a loss, while Cong Ge was rubbing his hands. If Ming'er and Lu Qiang weren't both beauties, they might have robbed her.

Song Zheng smiled, stepped forward, and said loudly, "It's just a pot of flowers, why hurt your harmony!"

Everyone looked sideways. Lu Qiang and Ming'er seemed to have found their backbone, and they came to Song Zheng's side in a few steps.

When Cong Yushuang saw Song Zheng, she was stunned for a moment, almost screamed, and quickly covered her mouth. Cong Ge was also surprised, ran up in two steps, cupped his hands and said, "Your Excellency, are you Song Zheng and Song Xiaolang?"

Song Zheng returned the salute, smiled and nodded.

"Sure enough, it's you!" Cong Ge laughed, "You ran away early last year, but it took me a lot of effort to find out that you were the famous Song Xiaolang!"

Cong Yushuang looked at Song Zheng, then at Ming'er and Lu Qiang beside them, her expression darkened, and she whispered, "Brother, we'd better go back!"

Cong Ge hurriedly said, "Sister, don't you want to see Song Xiaolang again the most? You forgot that we met Song Xiaolang here last year."

Cong Yushuang's face turned redder, "It's nothing (read the full text of Kiss Royal Sweetheart)! Go back quickly!"

"Why not? You have forgotten that Xiaolang also wrote a poem for you, 'The original jade is pure and proud, and the frost blooms, and the rain and cold wind come suddenly; the springs are irrigated and the mud seals are diligently protected, and the diameter of the well is free of dust.' This

You recite this poem every day."

Cong Yushuang stamped her feet angrily, turned around and left. Cong Ge quickly said to Song Zheng, "Xiao Lang, where do you live? I will definitely pay you a visit someday!"

"Licheng Defense Mansion! Remember to bring your sister with you!" Lu Hong replied quickly.

Cong Ge turned around and chased after his sister. Lu Hong looked at the direction Cong Yushuang was leaving and licked his lips.

Song Zheng smiled and slapped him on the shoulder, "What? I like it. Do you want me to tell you tomorrow?"

Lu Hong nodded mechanically, then turned to look at Song Zheng, and suddenly smiled, "You should ask for your blessings first!"

Song Zheng looked to both sides, and then he realized that Ming'er was looking at him very unkindly, and Lu Qiang also had a questioning look on her face. Song Zheng knew Cong Yushuang, and Ming'er knew it, but Cong Yushuang was sick, and Song Zheng

Ming'er didn't know that writing poems for her relieved her mental illness. She thought Song Zheng had hooked up with others, so she was a little sulky. Lu Qiang didn't know anything about it, but she had the keenest sense of mind and always felt something was wrong.

Song Zheng shook his head and was about to explain when he saw the flower farmer coming up and bowing deeply to Song Zheng, "Mr. Song, Mr. Tian is here to greet you."

Song Zheng hurriedly stepped forward and helped Tian Weng up, "Old man, how have you been this year? How many pots of Tian Weng Liuxiang did you cultivate?"

Old Man Tian bent over and replied repeatedly, "To be honest with you, I have planted more than forty pots of three-color flowers this year. I have kept the best ten pots for you. Not only are there red, white and green, but also red."

White, yellow, red, green and white, there are so many kinds! In the past few days before and after the Double Ninth Festival, I have been

There are four or five pots here. No, just after they were put up today, two pots were bought. The remaining ones, one big and one small, were still being fought for. If I had known that these two were from the young master's family, what would I have done?

What are you arguing about, just move out (Latest chapter of "Wives are not to be messed with")."

When Old Man Tian said "from the young master's family", Ming'er was nothing, Lu Qiang's face suddenly turned red and she gave Song Zheng a white look.

Song Zheng laughed and said, "Thank you, Mr. Tian! I wonder where those ten pots of flowers are?"

"It's in my garden. Master, tell me a place and I'll send it to you!"

Song Zheng called Erhei and Huzi and asked them to accompany Tian Weng to get the flowers and send them to the garrison. He also asked Tian Weng to give him the pot of three-color flowers that Cong Yushuang and Ming'er were fighting over just now, and another pot of small flowers.

Tian Weng happily agreed.

After Tian Weng, Erhei and Huzi left, Song Zheng pointed to the two pots of flowers in front of him and said with a smile, "Lu Hong, I'll give you a chance to get close to this beautiful lady. Send these two pots of flowers to the Mansion of the Military Envoy Cong."

Get up!"

"The Military Envoy's Office? You wouldn't say that the woman just now was Cong Kui's daughter?" Lu Hong was surprised.

Song Zheng nodded and briefly introduced the circumstances of his encounter with the Cong brothers and sisters last year. However, in Song Zheng's mouth, Huang Song was replaced by a noble family son. After the ins and outs were explained clearly, both Ming'er and Lu Qiang relaxed.

In one breath. As for Lu Hong, he and his mistress each held a pot of flowers and hurried towards Cong Kui's mansion.

"This boy is so impatient!" Song Zheng laughed.

"Why are you talking about my brother like that?" Lu Qiang also said with a smile, "That Cong Yushuang is so gentle and quiet. It would be great if she really became my sister-in-law."

Ming'er snorted, "Qian'er, take good care of Xiao Lang first. You didn't see that foxy demeanor and the resentment in Xiao Lang's eyes. This is a dangerous sign!"

"Where are you?" Song Zheng couldn't laugh or cry.

Ming'er snorted again, "Sister Li has told me a long time ago that you are not very honest, so let me take care of you (Latest Chapter of The President's Sweetheart)."

"Sister Li?" Song Zheng was stunned at first, and then felt sweet in his heart. I haven't seen this sister for a year, and I don't know what she has become. I really miss her a little.

While Song Zheng's thoughts were racing, Ming'er and Lu Qiang continued to walk around the edge of the pond, and the murmurs between the two reached Song Zheng's ears clearly.

"Sister Ming'er, doesn't Cong Yushuang like Xiao Lang?"

"It's hard to say now, but Sister Li told me to take good care of our home. She also said that our yard is small and we can't let so many people in!"

"Sister Ming'er is shameless, and now she regards herself as a member of the Song family?"

"You little girl, you are making fun of me. Who is it that makes you lose weight because of his food and drink?"

"It's not me anyway, hehe!"

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After walking around the Five Dragon Pond, Song Zheng led Ming'er and Lu Qiang towards Lu Dafu's house not far away! On the way, Ming'er explained the relationship between Song Zheng and Lu Chun, and the Imperial City Secretary

Naturally, he kept the matter a secret. After hearing this, Lu Qiang's eyes were filled with stars, and when she looked at Song Zheng, she was even more filled with love!

When he came to the yard, Song Zheng lightly knocked on the door a few times. Soon, the door opened, and it was Lu Chun's servant Lu An. However, Lu An's eyes were bloodshot and he looked sleepy. Seeing Song Zheng, Lu An

After shaking his head for a moment, he saw clearly and said quickly, "Sir, why are you here? Come in quickly!"

"Where are Brother Lu and Uncle Lu?" Song Zheng stepped in and asked as he walked.

"Oh, don't mention it. You'd better go inside first and let the young master tell you!"