It would be a dream if Yun Wuya went out to play alone.
However, the main purpose of his coming to Taoyuan Town now is to ask to see the Yu family. Thinking of this, he couldn't help but look at his wife.
Unexpectedly, Yunqiu's answer was exactly the opposite. He looked at Guo Buping and said, "Thank you for your help, Mr. Guo."
The other tourists were immediately dissatisfied and started talking about it.
Some of the tourists came up to Guo Buping and said, "Guo Li, I am also a tourist at the lower level. Why don't you explain it to me?"
"The reason is very simple," Guo Buping looked at them and explained patiently, "because they were the first to come to the town by carriage, and this is a reward."
Turns out this guy is just unlucky, some tourists thought to themselves.
"I also have a carriage, why did you stay at the foot of the mountain?" A tourist named Jaswin said to his accomplices regretfully.
"You can only blame your coachman for being timid." His companion thought for a moment and replied.
Another lady shook her head and said: "It's not that the coachman is timid, I'm afraid there is another reason."
She didn't almost say it was Jaswin's timidity, which made the other companions secretly nod.
Jaswin couldn't help but be furious, but there was nothing he could do against this lady.
Not only was this lady's family better off than his, but she was also the one he was pursuing.
Other tourists suddenly realized that they were guilty and wanted to leave on their own.
"Since we are all tourists, we might as well go together. The official will explain it to you." Guo Buping's words made the other tourists very grateful.
Some tourists shook their heads at this, and Jaswen quietly said to his companions: "Taoyuan Town is not that scenery yet. Can this Guo Li become a new scenery?"
His companion glared at him, hissed twice, and hurriedly stopped him, saying: "What's the ink mark? Follow. Otherwise, you won't be able to hear the explanation."
Guo Buping took them to visit the inner and outer cities of Taoyuan Town, as well as Taoyuan Lake, ten thousand acres of fields, water prisons, Lei Temple, and Erlang Temple.
Of course everyone knows the scenic features of Taoyuan Town, but tourists with anecdotes may not know it.
If there are no tour guides to explain, all you will see are dead objects without spiritual energy.
Sure enough, it was different with the tour guide, as if everything was alive and vivid, as if what happened in the past was right in front of my eyes.
He explained the origin of the construction of Lei Temple and Erlang Temple in the inner city and outer city, how the security team braved arrows and boulders to attack the mountain stronghold, and how the dream came true by offering sacrifices with ink flowers to express love.
Under Guo Buping's vivid explanation, all these tourists were frightened.
When they heard about the attack on the inner city gate, it felt as if huge rocks fell from the sky and fell on them.
Seeing the dark water prison, it felt like I was soaked in water and my skin was ulcerated.
Some ladies kept touching their chests and looked pale.
Yun Wuya and his wife looked at each other, and they finally gave up.
Yun Wuya quietly said to Yun Qiu, "Compared with Yu Mohua, Sanniang is really very different."
"But now it seems that Sanniang cannot be compared with Yu Mohua." Yunqiu also smiled bitterly and shook his head.
"Yumohua is not only more beautiful than Sanniang," Yun Wuya couldn't help but sigh, "The key is that she dares to sacrifice herself to express her longing for Zhao Guanren."
"Yu Mohua is indeed a strange woman." Yunqiu said enviously, why didn't she have such a daughter?
Of course, gains and efforts are directly proportional. Zhao Ping not only promoted Yu Mohua's brother to be the chief of the Jingyan Security Group, but also the chief of the salt mine.
These are second to none. Zhao Ping actually built a road up the mountain as a gift for marrying her.
With such a daughter, the whole family won't have to worry about anything in the future. Zhao Ping will solve everything for you.
It's hard for Yu Mohua not to be famous now. Firstly, she dares to show her love. Secondly, it is Zhao Ping's most generous gift in the world.
Yun Wuya and his wife were whispering to each other, and the other literati and ladies couldn't help but become emotional after hearing this.
But Jia Siwen, who had previously dismissed Guo Buping's explanation, suddenly made a complete U-turn in his attitude.
Jaswen shook the folding fan in his hand, looked around, and asked puzzledly: "I think I am also a talented person, so why haven't I met such a strange woman as Yu Mohua?"
His classmate hurriedly walked away to avoid the wisps of cold wind sent by the folding fan, and his eyes could not be shielded with contempt, and said: "When Jia Langjun does something as grand as Zhao Guanren, naturally there will be beautiful women to express his love. "
Among this group of people were not only more than a dozen literati, but also several ladies.
While wiping their tears, these ladies were envious of Yu Mohua's vigorous love, and at the same time admired Zhao Ping's talent.
"If I had known that the sacrifice could enter the Zhao family's gate, the slave family would also have to sacrifice." One of the ladies rubbed her red eyes and sobbed.
Her words won the approval of all the ladies present, and they all said good things.
Jaswen looked at her and said with contempt in his eyes: "Yumohua is a copycat flower, but the little lady is so beautiful?"
These words ruined the scenery and made all the ladies groan.
Jaswen didn't care about this and said to the lady: "Guan Zhao is too far away. I heard that there are many beautiful young ladies around him. You might as well consider Xiaosheng."
After saying that, Jaswin pretended to be gentle and fanned his folding fan again.
The cold wind was blowing, and even though this lady was wearing a white mink coat, she felt the cold wind on her neck and face.
"You can consider it, as long as you do the same thing as Zhao Guanren." She hurriedly stepped away, looked at Jaswen, and said coldly.
Jaswin couldn't help but was stunned. It was obvious that he couldn't lead troops in war, and he was a complete amateur at making weapons. After thinking about it, there was only one thing left for Wen.
Zhao Ping may be able to write his poems in his lifetime, but "The Theory of War" and "The Theory of the Unification of All Things" will never be completed by him.
Jaswin thought for a while. Not only could he not be able to write the "Theory of War" and "The Theory of the Unification of All Things", but his teacher and other masters could not do it either.
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat. Is this Zhao Ping really a disciple of the gods?
Now that Zhao Ping has done everything in the world, what else do you want me to do?
He suddenly knelt down, held up the folding fan, looked up to the sky and shouted: "God is so unfair. If you gave birth to Zhao Ping, why did you give birth to me, Jaswen?"
His words resonated with the literati present, and even Yun Wuya felt sad.
It turns out that Yun Wuya was jealous of his unparalleled talent, so he always competed with Zhao Ping.
But now that he has been completely dealt with by Zhao Ping, he has lost his confrontational mentality and ability.
His only thought now is to find this big mountain called Zhao Ping.
Whether it is the pursuit of progress or the realization of life ambitions.
But now Zhao Ping can't get close, and his greatest hope is to get close to the Yu family.
Although the Yu family’s hometown is right in front of us, how can we cross the threshold of the Yu family?
Yun Wuya has been busy running around these past few days and has been thinking about a problem.
After thinking about it, Yun Wuya suddenly understood a principle of life.
"Actually, life is a big market," Yun Wuya couldn't help but said to his wife, "What a person can do in his life is how to get the maximum gain in life with limited life costs."
The water depth of Taoyuan Lake is now as high as two feet. Willow trees on both sides hang down their branches, and the water is sparkling.
Not only can you see the lake from Taoyuan Town Yamen, but you can also see the town Yamen from the lake.
From Taoyuan Lake, you can not only see the mountain peaks, but also the towering inner city.
The mountain peaks and inner city reflected in the water add to the charm of the lake.
“Between mountains, lakes and water, the inner city and the outer lake are lingering together.
Tourists arrive in small boats, and egrets greet Liu Lailian. "
Yun Wuya couldn't help but become inspired by poetry. He not only recited a poem, but also splashed ink on the scene to create a landscape painting.
Yun Wuya's poem was indeed well written at the beginning, and it was recited repeatedly by the visitors.
"Among the mountains and lakes, the inner city and the outer lake are so intimate." Guo Buping kept praising it.
Striking while the iron was hot, Yun Wuya bowed to Guo Buping and said, "I am from Jingyan, who is also a bookkeeper. I would like to see Mr. Li, please let me know."
Guo Buping looked him over and nodded.
Li Zhihao met him in the government office, and tea was served.
But his attitude towards him was neither salty nor cool, which made Yun Wuya feel a little embarrassed.
However, he knew that the cause was himself, and he told some old stories from the literary world to relax the atmosphere a little.
After coming out of the main office, Yun Wuya couldn't help wiping his cold sweat.
I originally thought that taking the main book approach would work, but I didn't expect that it wouldn't work at all.
Fortunately, Guo Buping did not leave, and Yun Wuya proposed to visit Li Fang Yu Ji Han.
Guo Buping couldn't help being stunned, and opened his mouth to ask why he wanted to see Yu Jihan.
But Guo Buping quickly shut up. He was a scholar after all and felt that these words were very rude.
Seeing Guo Buping's expression, Yun Wuya didn't know what he was thinking.
The atmosphere was indeed a bit awkward now, and Yun Wuya suddenly had an idea.
Yun Wuya saluted from a distance towards the Thunder Temple and said: "I admire the master of the salt workshop, Yu Guanren. It is really enviable to be able to cultivate a family like Yu Guanren. I would like to pay my respects here."
This reason makes sense. Ever since Yu Mohua became famous, a lot of people have come to visit Yu's house.
Yu Jihan is almost sixty, but he is well maintained, with only a few gray hairs. Although he is thin, he is very energetic.
On the contrary, although Li Zhihao is a few years younger than Yu Jihan, his appearance is not as good as Yu Jihan, and he looks older.
Yun Wuya looked at Yu Jihan, and Yu Jihan also looked at him. Yun Wuya was about the same age as his son Yu Qishi.
Yun Wuya was shrewd at this time and immediately handed over the poems and paintings he had just made.
Yu Jihan took over the painting. Yun Wuya's painting was not bad, and the poem in particular was very suitable for the scene, making Yu Jihan keep nodding.
"Between mountains, lakes and water, the inner city and the outer lake are lingering together." Yu Jihan chanted repeatedly while viewing the painting.
Yun Wuya couldn't help but smile. This painting must be a proud work.
Yu Jixuan put the painting on the table, nodded and said, "This painting depicts the scenery of Taoyuan Town. It seems to be deeply samadhi."
"I'm a little confused. Why did Judge Yun oppose the establishment of Taoyuan Town in the first place?" Yu Jihan suddenly changed the subject, looked at Yun Wuya, and asked coldly.
