Tangshan Jingshe.

Although it is already the cold winter month, the yard is as warm as spring. There is no need to wear heavy winter clothes, a spring shirt is enough. In a corner of the yard, in the greenhouse covered with glass, flowers bloom in full bloom, just like March, like walking into another world.

Sun Ce stood in front of a flower that could not be named after his name, rubbed his nose, a little helpless. He had never been very good at the elegant things such as flowers, birds, insects and fish. The thing with seven leaves in front of him and a flower in the middle was very tall, and the one with an oval leaf next to him was light green in color, and he didn't recognize the one who looked like jade.

"Ahon, what new variety is this?"

"I don't know either." Huang Yanzhi shook his head, pointed to Cai Jue, who was whispering to Huang Yueying not far away, and whispered in a low voice: "It was all arranged by her. Be careful, don't break it. Some of the flowers and plants here are picked from the mountains, very rare, and you may not be able to buy them even if you have money."

Sun Ce nodded repeatedly and was more careful. In order to discuss the coin minting with Huang Chengyan, he specially visited Huang Yueying and came to Huang Chengyan and Cai Jue's residence in Tangshan. Cai Jue was very happy to see his daughter, so he pulled her to enjoy the flowers in the flower room. Sun Ce also came, but found that he had become a barbarian and knew nothing.

"That thing... did Achu tell the king?"

"What's the matter?" Sun Ce didn't react for a while, and it took a while to remember. Not long ago, Huang Yueying was pregnant. Speaking of one thing, Cai Jue had a heart disease and felt that she could not give birth to a son for Huang Chengyan. She was too strong in character and did not allow Huang Chengyan to take a concubine, so she lost Huang Chengyan's successor. She hoped that one of the children Huang Yueying would have the surname Huang and inherit the title of Huang Chengyan. Sun Ce understood this very well, and he was worried that he could not afford to raise his son, so he agreed at that time. "Oh, I said it, but I can't guarantee that this child is a son."

"It doesn't matter. In fact, we don't care much about our son or daughter. If we hadn't met the king, Achu would have inherited it. I think my daughter is better than many men." Huang Chengyan stroked his beard and couldn't hide his pride.

"That's right, Achu is a man of the same kind, and there are only a handful of men who can be better than her, at most two or three."

"I feel so too." Huang Chengyan agreed.

"There are you two, right?" Cai Jue straightened his waist in the distance, looked back, with a stern face, but couldn't hide the smile at the corner of his eyes. Huang Yueying stood behind her, secretly grimaced and showed her merits to Sun Ce. It can be seen that she made Cai Jue happy. Cai Jue raised her hand. "You can't understand, so don't force it. Husband, please accompany the king to have tea. There are still a few cans of Yi tea and locust flower honey in the freezer at the bedside. Cook some mountain spring water and taste it with the king."

Huang Chengyan was very surprised. "Didn't you say that Yicha gave it to someone?"

"Who is the one who dares to accept my gift in Jianye City? If you invite someone to drink, it will be wasted, so I will hide it."

Huang Chengyan turned his head, his lips moved, but there was no sound. Sun Ce saw it and laughed secretly. The couple was really interesting. When they were middle-aged, they were still like their first love. He followed Huang Chengyan out of the flower room and came to the main hall. Huang Chengyan arranged for the maid to boil water. He went into the bedroom and tinkered. After a while, he came out with two jars. One jar made of bamboo, the other was a glass jar, which was filled with a can of golden and transparent liquid. Huang Chengyan put down the jar, took two cups, and washed it while laughing: "Today I would like to invite the king to drink some fresh honey tea. This honey is the locust flowers grown by Achu's mother. The honey specially invited beemaker to make the honey honey brewed by the beemaker, and add a little to relieve the bitterness in the Yi tea, and the taste is more mellow."

"My mother still keeps bees?"

"She has time to study some strange things, especially flowers and plants. She made all these flowers at home. Oh, by the way, I have a word first. With her stingy spirit in the Cai family, tea is not for nothing. I will ask the king for help if I have something to do later."

"I can't ask for anything to serve my mother." Sun Ce replied with a smile. He knew that Cai Jue was not Cai Mao and Cai Ke, so he had no interest in wealth, so he would not ask him for benefits. "What's the matter? Ah Weng said, I'm ready."

"Some days ago, she designed a few plum vases, which were used to insert plum blossoms. She wanted to ask the master of Yuzhang to customize them. Everything was ready, but the inscription on it was not found to be written by anyone. After thinking about it, she thought of the king. Knowing that the king was busy, she was originally going to wait for the New Year before talking about it, but the king happened to come."

Sun Ce agreed immediately. His handwriting was good, but Cai Jue kept so many calligraphers without asking for him to write, and he was afraid that what he wanted was unique. Looking at the world, how many people could ask him to write inscriptions on plum vases? Cai Jue was not without desires, but she asked for more elegantly.

Seeing that Sun Ce promised readily, Huang Chengyan was relieved. He ordered someone to bring the drawings of the plum vase and ask Sun Ce to appreciate it. Sun Ce looked at the plum vase with a thin neck and a big belly, and secretly called it strange. Cai Jue's aesthetic taste was really not ordinary. The plum vase looked elegant. He had seen similar ones in a museum in his previous life, and was called the treasure of the museum. To be honest, such plum vase should be engraved by famous calligraphers like Cai Yan, and it was a pity that he wrote them.

But he didn't say anything. If Cai Jue wanted to ask Cai Yan to write an inscription, Cai Yan would not refuse. He would naturally have her ideas for asking him to write an inscription. It would be a mere task for him to satisfy her vanity. Taking advantage of Huang Chengyan's time to boil water, he ordered someone to get paper and pen, practiced it first, and found the feel of it, and asked: "What word is it?"

"Just write a few words casually, there is not that much attention."

"Who said that it's not particular?" Cai Jue and Huang Yueying walked in hand in hand, angrily said to Huang Chengyan, and said, "I heard that the king gave Mrs. Zhen a poem. Can you also give A Chu a poem today?"

Sun Ce smiled bitterly and said, "Mrs. Zhen's song was a coincidence. Now I'm asking me to do it, but how can I do it?"

"It's okay, I didn't say I had to write it today. The king will write it one day, and it's okay to write it again." Cai Jue said with a smile, very polite, but there was no intention of giving in. Huang Yueying stuck out her tongue, looking helpless. Sun Ce could see clearly that this was anger. Cai Jue probably endured it for a long time. Asking him to write a plum vase was just an excuse. Maybe it was just for this matter, but Huang Chengyan didn't realize it. He said it was not urgent, but if he really didn't write it today, he would probably not be happy with this meal.

"Let me think about it." Seeing that I could not escape, Sun Ce was not confused. He pondered for a moment, and suddenly felt aroused in his heart and said with a smile: "Mother, I am a martial artist. I am not good at chanting poetry and writing essays. If there is anything inappropriate, please let Mother Hai wait."

Before Cai Jue could speak, Huang Yueying said first: "Your mother calls you sweeter than me. Can you even blame you? Even if you say a few words casually, mother will not say anything. Articles and poems emphasize expressing your feelings directly, and you cannot force them."

Cai Jue glanced at Huang Yueying with reproach, and smiled and said, "Achu is right. Poetry expresses one's aspirations. Just write down your feelings for Achu, and there is no need to force anything else."

"Mother, this is still..." Huang Yueying was a little anxious, afraid that Sun Ce would not be able to write it, so she begged for mercy to Cai Jue, but Cai Jue stubbornly held back her laughter, squeezed her eyes at Huang Yueying with Sun Ce on her back, and then quietly pinched her hand. Huang Yueying had no choice but to pout.

Sun Ce could see clearly, and was not in a hurry. He picked up the pen and sprinkled it on the paper.

The wind and rain send back spring, and the flying snow welcomes spring. It is already a cliff with ice, but there are still beautiful flowers and branches.

She doesn't compete for spring, she only reports the spring. When the mountains are blooming, she smiles in the bushes.

Seeing Sun Ce picking up the pen, Cai Jue was quite curious. Although he didn't get up, he looked at it and recited it secretly. After reading the first four sentences, he nodded secretly, quite satisfied. When he saw "I don't compete for spring, I only report spring to spring", he couldn't help but feel warm. His daughter was busy with the affairs of Mu Academy and had no time to compete for favor with those wives. He was often worried that Sun Ce would ignore her. Seeing these two sentences, he knew that Sun Ce had not forgotten his daughter, so he was naturally happy. But when he saw the last sentence, he couldn't help but get angry.

"King, I wonder what to do with the blooming flowers of this mountain?"

When Huang Chengyan saw this sentence, he felt something was wrong. When he heard Cai Jue’s questioning, he complained secretly. Huang Yueying was also a little embarrassed and hurriedly said, "Mother, spring is here, the mountains are full of flowers, how beautiful..."

"What do you mean is that the flowers in my plum vase are not good-looking?"

"Uh..." Huang Yueying was speechless and looked at Sun Ce with help.

Sun Ce was calm and put down his pen and rubbed his hands. "Achu was only half right. The blooming flowers of the mountain not only mean that spring is coming to the earth and all things are revived, but also indicates that all things in my great Wu are renewed and full of vitality. I, Sun Ce, can have this day, and I have received Achu's help. I will never forget it. Even if there are flowers all over the mountain, I cannot be regarded as Achu." He smiled modestly: "I don't express my wish, I hope my mother will correct me."

"Okay!" Huang Chengyan's heart fell to the ground and blurted out. Seeing Cai Jue looking over, he quickly explained: "I mean calligraphy is good, calligraphy is good."

Cai Jue couldn't help laughing: "Although calligraphy is good, the meaning is better. If you can have three parts of the king's words, you will not be regarded as a craftsman." She reached out to pick up the paper, read it again, and praised: "Although the words are simple and there are no allusions, they are better because of the artistic conception. Some things seem to be talented and cannot be learned. Although this song does not have the word "Heaven and Earth", it is better because of its prettyness without losing its merits. It has a long charm and is worthy of my Achu."

Sun Ce smiled and thanked him. He was very confident that Taizu's poetry level was still reliable, not inferior to Chen Zi'ang. Besides, he was a martial artist, so Cai Jue could not have had too high expectations for him. Even if he wrote a little worse, Cai Jue would not really make things difficult for him. If she came up with such a masterpiece, she would be overjoyed and satisfied. What else could she think?
Chapter completed!