MTL - For a Prosperous World-Chapter 472 : I still need some sincerity to apologize

It is said that the fireworks went to Yangzhou in March. What kind of scenery Yangzhou has in March will never know who has never seen it. The river passed, and the willows on the river stood in two rows. When the wind blew, the willow puffs into the smoke, causing one or two people to stop by the roadside to watch, and it also provokes one or two people to sneeze.

Flowers bloom in the Asakusa by the river. Pedestrians can smell the light fragrance when walking on the road, unconsciously mind and body. This is always the case in Jiangnan. The scene is like a picture in a painting, and the picture is like a man in a picture.

There is a painting park near the river. It should be here for a while. The paintings upload the woman's singing voice and the sound of the piano.

Generally, the tourists who come to the south of the Yangtze River are more affluent, and most of them will choose to sit on the painting and walk along the river. Because of this, in addition to seeing the scenery of the river, you can also watch the dance music on the boat. Between the light and graceful dances, the color of the south of the river will always be more important.

Upstairs in a painting, a middle-aged man is sitting in the office drinking, and he is wearing a black robe with a few gold threads embroidered on the side of the robe to make this black, which is not obvious, look more A bit luxurious.

Judging by his costume and outfit, he is a noble man, or a wealthy businessman, so when he first boarded the ship, he was given the best position and care in the painting.

However, the person who painted the paintings still guessed that some of them were low in status, and he was more than just a noble or wealthy businessman.

This Jiangnan wine is like Jiangnan people, warm and long. If you drink too much spirits, have a drink and taste such a drink, and don't have a flavor.

The middle-aged man carefully sips the wine in the glass, and is left with a sense of drunkenness, unable to wake up. Sitting down and playing with silk bamboo, he squinted his eyes and looked out the window, looking at the willow flowers on the bank outside the window.

He used to come to Yangzhou once, and he remembered it at that time. This time he is here for the second time, but he is not tired at all, but even more intoxicated.

Seeing him looking out the window, a person beside him bent over and bowed, whispering beside him.

"Well, my host, but I don't like this song and dance, why don't I have someone change it?"

The middle-aged person waved his hand without turning back.

"No need. Songs and dances are very good, but how can the best songs and dances match the scenery of Yangzhou."

There were catkins on the riverbank outside the window, and the flowers were swaying. He looked contented and took another sip of wine.

After the Wei dynasty, Yang Jian established Sui. During his reign, the people's livelihood was prosperous, the people lived and worked peacefully, and political stability, creating a state of prosperity in which the emperor ruled. Later, his son Yang Guang succeeded him. In the first year of his great cause, Yang Guang went on a tour and then toured Yangzhou.

On the river, Yangliu Yiyi, weeping branches moved the river, causing clear waves to appear on the river.

Gu Nan was lying under the willow tree, with a bucket on her head and covering her face. The blue shirt on his body was slightly wrinkled, and some soil was spread on the ground. His hands were wrapped in front of him, and he seemed to be lying here for a rest.

She is also new to Yangzhou, and it is always good to come to Jiangnan this season.

The people on the road saw the people lying under the trees, and no one came forward to bother.

She lay there to sleep leisurely, the wind was warm and the sun was always lazy.

But I do n’t know why, Gu Nan slept for a while, and a man came suddenly on the road. A woman came, and the pedestrians on the road did not consciously look back.

She was wearing plain clothes, with a simple bun in her long hair and no rouge pink on her face, but she still stood out under the light makeup. The brows are elegant, and a pair of pink eyes are peachy, which is a good Jiangnan beauty.

The woman's lips opened slightly, and she called to Gu Nan, who was lying under the willow.

"Gu Lang."

There was some softness in the call.

Suddenly, the men walking on the road cast envious eyes on Gu Nan.

Gu Nan didn't respond, as if she was sleeping heavily.

The woman stepped forward and crouched beside Gu Nan.

She watched Gu Nan ring aloud, plucked a grass from the ground, reached out and picked up the bucket covered by her face, and poked her face with the tip of the grass.

"Why didn't you sleep without me?"

Gu Nan reluctantly opened his eyes and rubbed his sleepy eyes before he could clearly see the person in front of him.

She didn't know the woman, but it could be said that she knew it, and her eyes fell on the corner of the woman's eye, where there was a mole.

Looking away, Gu Nan said lightly.

"It's not natural to be too lazy."

When she was asleep, the woman came, and she didn't hear any footsteps. Others didn't know that there would be no footsteps in this world, except she should have only one guy.

She remembered that she hadn't seen him for hundreds of years since she left the mountain where Tong Qier lived in seclusion. I didn't expect to be a woman again this time.

"Why are you too lazy?" The woman asked, puzzled.

"You are called Gu Lang, what do you want me to do?" Gu Nan put aside his mouth, sat up from under the tree, and looked at the woman and asked.

"What are you doing here?"

"I guessed you might be here when I passed by, so I came to see you."

The woman said, looking back, looking at the scenery on both sides of the river, looking at it for a while and saying, "The scenery here is beautiful."

Gu Nan took the bucket in her hand and returned to her head: "I can't catch you in a natural disaster."

Many voices with some alienation.

The woman was silent for a while, withdrew her gaze and stopped looking at the scenery: "Are you still complaining to me?"

She didn't hear Gu Nan's answer. She lowered her eyes slightly and seemed to be thinking about something. After a while, she raised her head and asked Gu Nan: "How do you apologize to people?"

Gu Nan was stunned by her, and the woman smiled suddenly.

"It's better for me to dance for you. I see you skip it for King Qin. He looks very happy."

With a black forehead, Gu Nan squeezed his own bucket.

Is this to expose my ugliness ...

Without waiting for Gu Nan's answer, the woman walked slowly to the river. There was music on the painting in the river. She raised her hand and wanted to dance.

When the wind on the riverside blows, catkins spread out ~ www.novelbuddy.com ~ Pedestrians on the road all look at this side, the picturesque scenery is beautiful.

On the painting board, when the middle-aged man in the painting house saw the shore, his eyes suddenly stopped.

He saw a woman standing by the river, wearing a plain clothes, and sleeves light.

The woman glanced over her head, he saw her clearly, and looked back, as if covering all the scenery in the south of the river.

In front of a painting booth on the side of the road, the scholar who sold the painting saw the people on the riverside and stared at it for a while. When he returned to God, he rolled out a new scroll, and drew the ink to paint.

Everyone by the river seemed to be looking at this woman, but the woman was only looking at one person, jumping up the branch, when she saw her skipping dance.

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