As mentioned in the previous chapter, Wang Changling's words aroused the envy of Miss Furong. Wang Changling resonated with Miss Furong and said it with more vigor: "In spring, after a spring rain, standing on the Ba Bridge, you can see There are clear water puddles of various sizes, with colorful red and yellow river grass entangled in them. Anglers in twos and threes sit leisurely in the grass. Over the sparse villages on both sides of the Bahe River, green smoke There is a gentle breeze blowing, the water is shimmering, and the river grass is swaying. As the sun sets, the golden glow pours dreamily on the Ba Bridge and the river beach. There are unknown water birds flying in the sky. Far away. Here, some naughty children are fighting and splashing in the river; some are running, chasing and playing tricks on the beach; there are cattle and sheep returning home late, dragging their long lonely shadows and wandering in the dusk, low and low. Groaning, waiting lonely for the belated master."
Wang Changling paused and continued: "The most interesting thing is that some river grasses still have red, white, and pink flowers with cute little mouths, which attract bees and butterflies who like to join in the fun. But it's just that kind of flowers. There are very small flowers about the size of fingertips. The largest ones are bowl-shaped flowers and morning glories. There is nothing bigger than this. I heard from the old people that there are flowers as big as the mouth of a bowl in the mountains covered with rocks. There were so many wild flowers that were taller than a horse's head that I couldn't even see them with my eyes. At that time, I really wished I had been born in a mountain full of mountain flowers, and been surrounded by those lovely flowers and plants every day. , what a beautiful life it will be: colorful colors, birds singing, flowers blooming, the sun, moon and stars, all things in the world accompanying each other like fairies, it is simply too beautiful to imagine..."
"Hey, where are the third and fourth sisters? Where did these two little guys go?" Wang Changling was lost in thought when he suddenly realized that the two little girls were missing.
"Don't worry about them, it's okay." Furong knew that the two little girls were playing tricks, so she just let it be. "Brother Changling, didn't you say that there were four beautiful men in ancient China?"
"Yes, they are the great poet Song Yu who was contemporary with Qu Yuan, the litterateur Pan An during the Western Jin Dynasty, Wei Jie during the Western Jin Dynasty, and Gao Su, the fourth son of Emperor Xiang of the Northern Qi Dynasty during the Southern and Northern Dynasties. They are called China Four beautiful men in ancient times.
"Brother Changling, can you tell me their story?" Wang Changling suddenly realized that he and Furong were in a very favorable environment. The dense woods separated their sight from all other people. . At this time, Furong was standing in front of Brother Chang Ling with her back to him, very close. Brother Changling could clearly smell the fragrance of Furong's hair. Wang Changling's heart was pounding, but he still restrained his passion and continued to tell his story:
"Okay, let's talk about Song Yu and Pan An first. In ancient literary works, men are often described as 'beautiful as Song Yu and as beautiful as Pan An'. Pan An and Song Yu can be said to be the most famous in our country's history. They are two handsome men. Song Yu is not only beautiful, but also talented, which fascinates many women. Pan An is Pan Yue, a writer in the Western Jin Dynasty. Yue's courtesy name is Anren, and he is from Zhongmu, Henan. He is famous for his beauty. He was very talented in his youth. Later he became He became the magistrate of Heyang County and ordered the whole county to plant peach blossoms, hence the saying "Heyang County Flower"."
"'Heyang County Flower'? That's so interesting!" Furong interjected.
"Let's talk about Wei Jie and King Lanling. Wei Jie is as beautiful as a flower and as tender as pink. He often rides on the white sheep cart to play in the streets of Luoyang. From a distance, he looks like a white jade statue. , people at that time called him the 'wall man'. Once, when he was visiting the lower capital, he was unexpectedly surrounded by countless beautiful women, making him unable to have a good rest for several days. This beautiful young man with a weak constitution finally couldn't stand it any longer..."
"how was it?"
"It sounds unlucky."
"Fu Rong knows, what a pity. Let's talk about King Lanling."
"This King of Lanling was brave and good at fighting. He was awarded the titles of Duke of Julu County, Changle County, Leping County, Gaoyang County and other counties for his various military exploits. It is said that because his face was too gentle and not powerful enough to impress the enemy, he had to wear a ferocious hat every time he fought. Mask. The most famous one was the rescue of Luoyang. He led five hundred knights to break through the heavy siege of the Zhou army and broke into the city of Luoyang. The soldiers on the city could not recognize who was there. They suspected that it was the enemy's plan. King Lanling took off his helmet. The armor showed his face, and the morale of the troops in the city was boosted, and the enemy was soon forced to withdraw. To celebrate the victory, the warriors composed "The Song of King Lanling Entering the Battle" and danced and sang while wearing masks. The handsome man King Lanling Leave endless reveries for future generations." "Are there other beautiful men?" "Also, Uncle He Ping during the reign of Emperor Wei Ming, Ji Kang who was "xiaoxiao solemn, cheerful and clear", Pei Linggong during the reign of Emperor Hui of the Jin Dynasty, They are also famous handsome men in history."
"Brother Changling, are you considered a famous handsome man in the Tang Dynasty now?"
"Silly sister, there are many beautiful men in the world. The most important thing is to be famous. For someone like me, Wang Changling, who has no reputation at the moment, can I be called a famous handsome man in the Tang Dynasty?"
Brother Chang Ling's words of "silly sister" made Furong feel a wave of emotion in her heart, but Furong suppressed her excitement and said: "In Furong's opinion, Brother Chang Ling is the 'fifth most beautiful man in the world,'"
Wang Changling also felt a warm current surge in his heart. Wang Changling suddenly stretched out his hands, pressed Fu Rong's shoulders with his two palms, and softly recited Cao Zhi's "Luo Shen Fu":
"Is there anyone who can compete with him? Who is he? He is as beautiful as this! He is as graceful as a startled giant, as graceful as a swimming dragon, with glorious autumn chrysanthemums and gorgeous spring pines. It seems like the moon is covered by light clouds, floating in the air. Like the drifting wind blowing back to the snow. Looking from a distance, it is as bright as the sun rising as the morning glow. Looking at it forcefully, it is as bright as a flower emerging from Lubo. The grain is slender and shortened to fit. If the shoulders are cut into shape, the waist is as plain as it should be. The neck is stretched and beautiful. Xiang, the bright texture is exposed, the fragrance is not added, the plum blossoms are not restrained. The cloud bun is tall, the eyebrows are trimmed, the red lips are bright on the outside, and the white teeth are fresh on the inside. The bright eyes are good at gazing, and the dimples assist the power. The beauty is gorgeous, the body is quiet and leisurely . Tender and graceful, charming in words. The clothes are unique and the bones are like the pictures. The brilliance of the robes, the beauty of Er, Yao and blue. Wear gold and jade jewelry, embellished with pearls to dazzle the body. Practice the literary shoes of traveling far away, The light veil of mist and gauze is trailing. The fragrance of faint orchids is coming, and the steps are hesitant in the corner of the mountain. Then Yan suddenly stretches his body, flying and playing. He leans on the Caiyan on the left, and the cinnamon flag on the right. He throws his bright wrist in the Marsh, Collect the Xuanzhi from Tuanlai. I am pleased with its beauty, but my heart is shaking but not happy. An unscrupulous matchmaker uses the microwave to communicate. I hope that the sincere person will arrive first and untie the jade pendant to get it. Sorry for the beauty. The letter is cultivated, and the Qiang learns the etiquette and writes poems. The anti-Qiongjuan comes with peace, and points to the abyss for a period of time. The money for the family is real, and I am afraid of being bullied by the spirit. The old friend abandons the words, and hesitates. Doubtful. Put back your gentle face and calm your mind, show your courtesy and guard yourself."
Furong can also recite Cao Zhi's Luo Shen Fu. But listening to Brother Changling reciting this today, the sweetness in my heart is indescribable. The moment Brother Chang Ling stopped, Furong turned around and stared at Brother Chang Ling with a pair of watery eyes. Then, her eyes filled with all kinds of emotions slowly closed. Wang Changling couldn't hold back anymore. He stretched out his hands and hugged Fu Rong tightly in his arms. Then the two extremely hungry lips came together, and all-round physical contact began with intense trembling...
