Xiaoyao Xiaodu Doctor brings space to raise cute brothers and sisters

Among the few people, Xiao Ge'er and Xiao Fengjin were the most anxious.

After asking for directions and giving each of the guys who were showing the way a piece of gold coin chocolate, he pulled Xiao Fengxu and, regardless of whether he was willing or not, just trudged his short legs and rushed forward.

As for the few people who got the chocolate, they looked at the yellow gold coins in their hands with confusion.

Surprised and happy.

Is this, gold?

Just pointing the way, why is the reward so generous?

One of the boys put it in his mouth and took a bite in disbelief.

Want to confirm whether the little golden cakes falling from the sky are real?

Well, it's quite soft.

Wait, mellow, silky, delicate...

A rich and rich taste spreads in the mouth.

This is not a gold coin.

It was a snack they had never seen before.

The boy woke up from his daydream in confusion, but soon became intoxicated by the unique taste of chocolate.

He peeled off the gold paper.

The full picture of chocolate is revealed before your eyes.

After a gentle lick, the dim eyes began to shine brightly again, and they were getting brighter and brighter.

So...so delicious!

The friend next to him also noticed his abnormality.

They all came back to their senses from being hit by the golden cakes.

Then, one after another, they tasted the unforgettable flavor.

……

Wang Xin, Feng Ling and others followed the three little guys slowly.

Soon, the willow forest arrived.

Turning the corner, the scenery before you is completely new.

Under the clear blue sky.

The willow branches are reflected in the stream, complementing the sunlight.

The ripples on the water sparkled with golden light.

There is a strange beauty.

The three little ones cheered.

In front of me is a large platform of about one acre in size.

The winding Willow Creek becomes less gentle after it passes the large platform in front of us.

From the point where it passes the willow forest, Willow Creek no longer flows around the town.

Instead, it winds upward and extends to the mountain not far away.

The mountain path has several forks and the forest is very dense.

Mountain streams are like winding rivers, flowing down layer by layer at regular intervals.

It was obvious that the stream flowed down from the misty mountain stream.

The closer you get to the town, the calmer the water becomes.

I don’t know which knowledgeable person this is?

Following the terrain, dig canals to divert water.

The stream water was diverted into a small creek dug around the town.

And weeping willows were planted on both sides of the stream.

This has formed the unique scenery of Liuxi Town.

And unique customs.

So, during the purification festival.

Xuzhou, Liuxi Town, the famous Qushui Liushang Banquet.

Famous in Xiliang.

Wang Xin and others looked around.

At the sharp corner of the large and flat platform in front of you is an octagonal bamboo pavilion with a unique shape.

Starting from the bamboo pavilion, the stream suddenly splits into two branches.

The main branch is wide and steep. Although it has been repaired, it is still a bit steep. It flows down from the rocks in the mountain stream on the left side of the bamboo pavilion, flows around the platform and merges into the willow stream where the little boys played earlier.

The other one seems to be artificially dug out. It is about one foot wide. The bottom and sides of the channel are inlaid with bluestone, making the stream water clearer and purer.

The waterway is also winding, winding through the center of the platform.

The weeping willows on both sides of the winding stream are greener and denser, and one or two brocade mats are placed at intervals of about two meters.

Next to the brocade mat was a long, low table, on which were placed pens, inkstones, paper, and various cakes and dried fruits for the guests to use.

At this time, the willows beside the stream were swaying gently, and the rest of the platform was covered with green grass and flowers.

The shade of the trees brings cool breeze from time to time, which makes people feel relaxed and happy.

Quite a few people had already arrived on the platform, most of them dressed as scholars, with fair faces, long fluttering sleeves and elegant postures. They sat in groups of three or four on brocade cushions beside the tables, looking very handsome.

There are a few people whose appearance is not particularly outstanding, but their manners are more graceful, and every move they make is very pleasing to the eye.

Some scholars also brought their brothers and sisters with them and sat opposite the desk.

Some people did not take their seats, but sat or stood on the grass not far behind them.

Obviously he was not attending the banquet, but just watching the fun.

Xiao Ge'er and the others had curiosity in their eyes and ran to the front happily.

Haoge's little face was filled with deep interest as he followed closely behind them.

This is the legendary Qushui Liushang Banquet!

He has heard the gentleman talk about it many times, but he has never actually seen it.

His big eyes were fixed on several rectangular wooden plates floating on the water.

There are several white porcelain wine glasses on each wooden tray.

The wooden plate floats on the water. If it stays in front of a table for more than three breaths, the person sitting next to the table will compose a poem.

If you really can't do it, it's okay, just drink three glasses of wine.

However, people who dare to sit on a brocade cushion usually have some knowledge and it is rare that they cannot do it.

Haoge's obsidian eyes sparkled.

He likes this game and he wants to play it.

He glanced secretly at the gentleman who deliberately walked at the back.

The gentleman did not look at him, but stared at the octagonal bamboo pavilion with surprise in his eyes.

In the bamboo pavilion, several older, elegant middle-aged men were chatting and laughing.

One of them suddenly met the gentleman's gaze.

He widened his eyes in disbelief and stood up.

He rose so fast that he knocked over the cup of hot tea on the table in front of him.

The boy serving nearby quickly took a rag and wiped it.

The other people in the pavilion were startled by his sudden action.

He also turned his head and looked over here in confusion.

Upon seeing this, the middle-aged man with a gentleman's face sitting in the honored seat also showed surprise, and hurried out of the pavilion and came over to greet this side.

While greeting him, he rolled up his sleeves and bowed, "I am sorry for being so rude! I didn't know that Mr. Wen Yuan was coming. I am sorry for not welcoming you from afar. I am sorry for not welcoming you from afar."

The person who first spotted the gentleman even ran away with his clothes in his hands. Before he even got close, he knelt down and said, "Unfilial son Xie Yuan, I greet my father."

A gentle smile appeared on the gentleman's usually serious face.

He first returned the greeting to the middle-aged man with a scholarly face, "I didn't expect to meet Mr. Qingxi here. Nice to meet you, nice to meet you!"

Mr. Qingxi has excellent handwriting, his calligraphy is even more famous than his literary talent, and in recent years, his calligraphy has become increasingly difficult to come by.

I didn't expect to meet him here. I have to ask him to give my little disciple some guidance.

Having made up his mind, he turned to the middle-aged man who was kneeling on the ground and looked somewhat similar to him and said kindly: "Get up, the ground is cold, be careful not to catch a cold."

At this time, the other two people in the pavilion also walked over leisurely.

They obviously didn't know Mr.

The Qingxi lay Buddhist then introduced him, "This is Mr. Wenyuan, the one you have been talking about but never had the chance to meet."

The two men were dressed in blue and white, and both had elegant looks.

Hearing this, he was surprised and delighted, and hurriedly clasped his fists in greeting.

Qingxi Lay Buddhist pointed at the middle-aged scholar in white and said, "This is Professor Sang from the Xuzhou Prefecture School."

After a pause, he pointed to the scholar in white and said, "This is Principal Qi of Zhixing Academy."

The gentleman smiled and returned the greetings one by one.

Mr. Qingxi is obviously a humble gentleman.

At this time, his eyes swept across the faces of Wang Xin, Feng Ling, Hao Ge'er and others behind the gentleman, and asked with a hint of inquiry: "Excuse me, who are these people..."

He was not sure whether they were Mr. Wenyuan's descendants. If they were, he would have to give them a gift.

The master smiled slightly, pointed at Hao Ge'er, Xie Jing and Xie Shen and said to Qingxi Layman: "This is Mingde, the little disciple I accepted two and a half years ago, and these are my two nephews Xie Jing and Xie Shen."

Mr. Qingxi was surprised.