Xu Buling returned to Jinling and took a set of "sweet and dust" and three days passed.

Although the process of fighting in close combat in the wheel battle is more tiring than fighting with Zuo Qingqiu, the taste is far from comparable to the sense of accomplishment brought by a single fight with others. It is very appropriate to describe it as an ecstasy.

After all, it was a bit inconvenient to live with a bunch of wives at the house of my mother-in-law. In the following days, Xu Buling bought a house next to the Lu family. He met guests to take care of Aunt Lu every day, and occasionally accompanied Yufu and Xiao Qi to visit poetry parties, or accompanied Manzhiqing to go to the restaurant to listen to books at night. The days passed very quickly, and it was early August in a blink of an eye.

According to the time calculation, Aunt Lu's child's birth date is between the end of August and the beginning of September, and the Mid-Autumn Festival is coming soon. The family has begun to prepare for the Mid-Autumn Festival banquet in advance.

Xu Buling was originally going to stay at home until the child was born, but the war in the north was not over yet. As soon as Aunt Lu's child was born, Xu Buling would probably have to go north to attack Qi. Xiao Xianger was afraid that Cui Xiaowan would have thoughts in her heart, so she became sick again, so she told Xu Buling about Cui Xiaowan's desire to go to Taohuawu and asked him to take her there.

Suzhou is not far from Hangzhou, so Xu Buling did not refuse this. Early in the morning of the fifth day of August, he brought the Fengmao to chase the Fengmao and waited at the door of the house, where a bundle of saplings and shovels were placed on the side of the horse.

Between the two small stone lions under the white high wall, Cui Xiaowan, wearing a robe skirt, was like a young girl going out for a walk:

"My mother, I'll leave first."

Xiao Xianger, who was as beautiful as a red dress, whispered to the gentleman like a wealthy wife who cared about her younger generation:

"Come back soon."

"Okay mother."

"Slow down the road, should you carry your tail?"

"Yeah... OK."

...

Xu Buling held the reins, his expression was a little strange. After blinking, he did not disturb the tiger words between the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law.

After a while, Cui Xiaowan hugged Xiao Xiang'er and turned around and ran to the front of chasing Fengma:

"Let's go Lao Xu."

Xu Buling curled the corners of his mouth, said goodbye to Xiang'er, turned over and chased Fengma, pulled Cui Xiaowan up and sat in front, and galloped towards the south.

In the Mid-Autumn Festival in August, the ground is full of golden colors.

In the Jiangnan countryside, small bridges along the river can be seen everywhere. Farmers are sitting on the ridges and watching the horses on the official road gallop across the road.

Cui Xiaowan leaned in Xu Buling's arms, her beautiful eyes scanning the mountains and fields with her beautiful eyes. Unlike Xu Buling's past, she heard differently. Cui Xiaowan turned her fingertips with a small mahogany sign, muttering about the trivial things that happened in Jinling these days:

"...Jiujiu and Yuhe are very interesting. Last time Yuhe said that Jiujiu was not good at dancing. Just like a monkey, he made Jiujiu angry, so he asked Yiyi to secretly put a few long hair on Yuhe's dressing table. Then he said that Yuhe was born with 'sparse hair' and might turn into a bald man. Yuhe was frightened when she returned to the room and called Jiujiu's sister for several days, asking her to help find a solution."

Xu Buling hugged Xiaowan's waist and asked with a smile: "What's the result?"

"As a result, Jiujiuchun said proudly, and Yuhe chased several alleys. If it weren't for the mother's stalking, Yuhe would have to be shaved into a 'subtle'... By the way, before you came back, the mother's greedy mother was so greedy. When I was dreaming a few days ago, I treated me as you and touched my body. I originally wanted my mother to touch it, but as my mother touched it, she said, "Huh? Where is Xiao Buling?"

When Cui Xiaowan said this, she couldn't help but cover her mouth and laughed, laughing like a silver bell, and her eyebrows and eyes were full of charm.

Xu Buling couldn't help laughing, but his heart was more relaxed and relieved.

In the past, Cui Xiaowan from Taohua Valley was so innocent, but she was too far away from the world and was too immortal, so she was not interested in these family matters. But now she obviously has a little more feminine feeling, and this is what life should be like.

The two of them ran along the Jiangnan countryside, chatting from morning to afternoon.

After chasing the wind and horses, they traveled thousands of miles a day without doing their best, and the two of them had already arrived outside Gusu City.

Xu Buling dismounted among the landscape gardens outside the city and took Xiaowan to walk among the gardens, but unfortunately, there was no Taohuawu in this era, but there was only a small garden with good scenery.

Xu Buling knew that Cui Xiaowan had been thinking about it for a long time because of the words "Taohua Temple in Taohuawu". At this time, she saw this ordinary place and felt embarrassed to spread her hands:

"I read it in the book, it seems that there is no Taohuawu in this world."

Cui Xiaowan's eyes were not disappointed at all, and she said seriously:

"Not before, we come, we will have it in the future."

"That's true."

Xu Buling led the Fengma and followed Cui Xiaowan slowly walking between the mountains and rivers. The two of them found a clearing space next to the beautiful lake with beautiful mountains and rivers.

Cui Xiaowan took off the shovel from the side of the horse, rolled up her cuffs and began to dig the hole seriously.

Xu Buling wanted to help, but Cui Xiaowan said a little disgusted:

"You don't know how to plant trees, don't make trouble."

Seeing this, Xu Buling had to turn to clean up the shrubs and weeds with his sword.

Crack-

The setting sun sets in the west, and the slender woman, waving a small shovel, dug a row of digging a row of soil pits by the lake, neatly and in the same size.

Xu Buling looked back at it, and in a daze, he felt like he was back when he was chopping firewood next to him and watching Cui Xiaowan dig a hole.

Although the scene was warm and beautiful, Xu Buling looked at the autumn scenery of the lake and said with some uncertainty:

"Wanwan, can you plant trees in autumn live?"

Cui Xiaowan has planted trees in Peach Blossom Valley for several years, and she knows this naturally:

"Don't worry, I'll pick the place I'll plant now. If you plant it, at least eight of the ten trees can live, because I'm afraid that someone will pull it away when they pass by."

Xu Buling thought for a while and said with a smile: "There will be called Taohuawu in the future. I will say hello to the magistrate of Suzhou later, so that he will be more careful than taking care of his own ancestral tomb."

Cui Xiaowan felt relieved, squatted beside the small soil pit, took out the peach tree seedlings from the bamboo basket, put them in carefully, and adjusted the position to bury them with soil to seed.

There were not many saplings, but Xiaowan had obsessive-compulsive disorder. When she adjusted her position and angle and planted the ten saplings well, it became darker.

Xu Buling used the dead wood and weeds around him to light a bonfire, then brought a large stone from the lake, and carved the words on it with a knife.

Cui Xiaowan finished her work, wiped the sweat from her forehead with her hands. Seeing Xu Buling’s movements, she trotted over and squatted beside her and said with a crisp voice:

"In the autumn of the first year of Jianping, Xu Buling and Cui Xiaowan were planted here...what are you doing with carving this?"

Xu Buling sat cross-legged by the campfire and said proudly:

"The name is left in history."

"Um?"

Cui Xiaowan looked puzzled, sat sideways beside Xu Buling, leaning against his shoulder, looking at the big broken stone in front of her, and asked:

"What's the use of the name that is left in history and keeps it in the book?"

Xu Buling finished carving the words, nodded with satisfaction, put away his sword, raised his hand and put his arms around Cui Xiaowan's shoulder, and pointed to the peach tree saplings next to him:

"In the future, this place is called Taohuawu. It is well maintained. After a hundred and a thousand years, it may become a big attraction. As for scenic spots and historical sites, there must be some allusions. Think about it, when young men and women like us walk to this place and see ten identical big peach trees, the girl will definitely ask, "Why is it called Taohuawu? Who planted this tree?"

Cui Xiaowan's eyes lit up, but she understood the meaning, and smiled and continued:

"The scholar led the girl to this big stone and said that this was my founding emperor who passed by Suzhou and planted this tree with his beloved concubine. Then he began to tell the story of 'Xu Buling and Cui Xiaowan'. As the girl listened, she leaned her head on your shoulder like me, and then the scholar smiled, put the girl down, and untied her clothes..."

??

Xu Buling felt very romantic when he heard it. Xiaowan made a sharp turn, and his expression froze and said:

"How is that possible? Not everyone is as lawless as me."

"You're quite honest."

Cui Xiaowan smiled with a curved eyebrows and lie down on the lawn with force, then leaned against her and looked at the stars gradually lit up in the sky:

"Isn't it normal to sleep naturally when we feel deep in love? However, the story between us seems to be unable to touch the girl."

Xu Buling held the back of his head and fell into his mouth. He turned his head when he heard this:

"Why can't you be moved?"

Cui Xiaowan followed Xu Buling's appearance, lying down with the back of her head, and thought carefully:

"Our story, well... Once upon a time, there was a lady who looked like a fairy..."

"puff--"

"Don't laugh, I'm a Bakui, and I'm not bragging... Well, there is a lady who looks like a fairy. She has lived in the peach blossom forest since she was a child. One day, bad news came and was forcibly sent to the sedan chair to enter the palace and became the queen. But the lady didn't like life in the palace, so she finally ran out of the palace and planted peach blossoms in the deep mountains and forests. Then a wanderer in the martial arts world accidentally entered the peach blossom forest. The two fell in love at first sight and walked together... It was like this, and they felt very dull, right?"

Xu Buling thought about it carefully, shook his head and said:

"The stories are all made up by people. Can you change them? Well... In the past, there was a young lady who looked as fairy-like. She lived in the peach blossom forest since she was a child. Later, a knight of the rivers and lakes fell in love at first sight, but when she privately decided to live for life, the bad news came, and the young lady was forcibly sent to the palace. In order to recover her beauty, the knight of the rivers and lakes snatched the lady back, and was chased by the emperor. In order to be stable, the knight rebelled and calmed the world, and lived happily with the young lady from then on. Isn't this much better?"

Cui Xiaowan touched her embroidered shoes one by one, then put them together, and thought about them carefully, shook her head and said:

"No, when I entered the palace, you were only about ten years old. You were pulling a big cart with a small horse and later generations thought I was having a problem."

A small horse pulls a big cart?

Xu Buling felt strange when he heard this familiar and unfamiliar word, but when he thought about it carefully, it seemed that there was no problem.

He shook his head and smiled:

"After thousands of years, whoever remembers our age is enough, the story is touching. Anyway, these trees were indeed planted together."

"That's true."

Cui Xiaowan looked at Dashi with satisfaction, thought for a while, and said:

"However, it sounds very interesting, but when future generations saw this stone, we must have all died. We can never lie down like this again and talk about these interesting things. In the past, I thought life and death were destiny, and I didn't have to think about it if I couldn't change it, but now I suddenly feel a little reluctant."

Xu Buling was silent for a moment and comforted softly:

"Have you told you that my poems and stories are seen from dreams in a special place. Dreams may be fake, but poems are real. A flower, a world, a leaf, a Tathagata, I can't figure out how big the world is. Maybe there are really gods in this world. With gods, there is reincarnation, and with reincarnation, there is next life..."

"I only like this life. When I drink Mengpo soup in the next life, I forget everything, so I don't want it."
To be continued...