The emperor always wants to promise himself

Chapter 584
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In April in the world, the spring is strong.

Zhen Qingping went to Suiyun Temple in the south of the Yangtze River at the invitation of a friend.

Suiyun Temple is one of the four ancient temples in Dagan. It is famous not because it has a long history, nor because there are eminent monks sitting in it. In fact, there are not many people in Suiyun Temple, only one old man with white beard and hair Host and two young monks.

The people who come here to play are naturally not for them, but for the beautiful scenery of Suiyun Temple.

According to legend, Suiyun Temple is the place where immortals become immortals, so it is very spiritual, with luxuriant vegetation and peach forests like fire.

When it comes to spring, the sunset is colorful and beautiful.

Therefore, many people come here to meet friends, recite poems and have fun with wine.

Zhen Qingping has been fascinated by this place for a long time, but he has never been free. Now that he has separated from the Zhen family, he is finally free.

The carriage stopped at the foot of the mountain, Zhen Qingping opened the curtain and walked down.

In the end, I didn't see my friend, but I saw my friend's servant.

The servant came up to him with an apologetic face and said: "Master Qingping, my young master caught the wind and cold yesterday and couldn't get up this morning, so I can only send the younger one to apologize to you."

He cupped his hands while talking, although Zhen Qingping was disappointed, he could understand, "Have you invited a doctor?"

"Please, I also drank the medicine, and now the heat has dissipated, and I have fallen asleep."

"That's good, you go back and tell your young master, don't take this matter to heart, I will visit him tomorrow."

The young man said gratefully: "Thank you for your understanding, young master. The young one will definitely tell the young master. Please do as you please. The young one will leave first."

"Go."

Zhen Qingping waved his hands and watched the boy leave.

After hearing this, the coachman asked him, "My lord, do you want to go back?"

Zhen Qingping looked up at the long staircase in front of him, and was about to say let's go back, when he saw someone on the mountain road suddenly turned his head and looked over.

At that moment, I couldn't tell what it was like, Zhen Qingping only felt his heart beat very fast suddenly.

So when it came to his lips, he changed his words: "Since we are here, how can we leave without seeing the scenery? You can take care of yourself and pick me up later."

"it is good."

The coachman drove away in the carriage.

Zhen Qingping climbed up the stairs, his eyes kept on the person in front of him.

The man didn't even leave, standing there as if he was waiting for him.

When he got close, Zhen Qingping hadn't opened his mouth yet, but the man took the initiative to ask: "The young master is also here to enjoy the flowers?"

Zhen Qingping raised his eyebrows: "Yes, I came here for the name."

"you alone?"

Zhen Qingping spread his hands and pressed down the folding fan, "Isn't it obvious?"

Seeing his leisurely smile, the man lost his mind for a moment, then laughed too, "If that's the case, would you mind walking with me?"

He lifted the wine jar in his hand and shook it, saying: "Drinking and enjoying the flowers, it's too lonely to be alone. It just so happens that I am alone, and you are also alone. How about we get together as a companion?"

Zhen Qingping unfolded the folding fan, shook it lightly, and the moon-white ribbon that fell down was blowing in the wind, carrying the young master Ruyu.

"Okay, meeting is fate, I'm Zhen Qingping."

"Qingping? Good name." The man held out his hand condescendingly. The palm was wide and the knuckles of the fingers were calloused. It looked like someone who often used pens.

The wide blue robe sleeves were hanging down, Zhen Qingping looked at it, and for some reason suddenly had a feeling of déjà vu.

(End of this chapter)