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Chapter 96
Qin Lan City.

Fang Zelin stood outside the city and looked around, only to see a lot of businessmen coming and going.

There was an endless stream of hawking, and from time to time, a rather gorgeous carriage could be seen, driving slowly towards the city under the drive of the groom.

Before the person came to the front, he could already feel the liveliness of Qin Lancheng.

Fang Zelin didn't hesitate, and strode straight towards the city.

After passing through the extremely heavy city gate, Fang Zelin stepped on the blue stone and came to Qin Lan City.

After walking a few hundred meters forward along the avenue, I saw a river in the city first.

There are several boats floating on the river, but at this moment there is no one on the boats, and the lanterns that were originally hanging outside have no fire at this moment.

I think when the night comes, the lanterns on these painting boats will light up, and there will be some scenery.

Although it is ancient, but these painting boats are built in a very grand manner, with a height of three stories.

From the outside, there are many decorations on the outside of the boat, which is more luxurious.

From time to time, the man could be seen stepping down from the painting boat, and there was still a hint of unfinished expression on his face.

Seeing this, Fang Zelin also roughly guessed what the boat was doing.

After taking his eyes back, Fang Zelin glanced at the side, and soon found a steamed bun shop.

Seeing this, Fang Zelin's eyes lit up slightly, and then he hurried forward.

After ordering a few local specialty buns, he asked the boss to hold the oil-paper umbrella, and Fang Zelin walked forward while eating.

"What are the scenic spots around Qin Lan City?"

Fang Zelin scratched his head, while eating the buns, he thought about it carefully, but it was not on the map he bought before.

I have to buy it again, the local map reference is one or two.

When buying a map of Qinlan City, the surrounding scenic spots will be marked in great detail.

It can then be used as a reference.

Now that they are all out, it's better to take a tour of the mountains and water, anyway, the spirit of this place is also very good.

Fang Zelin thought of this, asked passers-by and quickly bought a map.

The map unfolded, and sure enough, I saw the beautiful places marked nearby.

Taken together, it is probably three mountains, two rivers and one pool.

The three peaks are Guanyue Mountain, Linjiang Mountain, Luojian Mountain, the rivers are Qinlinhe and Jinghe, and one pool is Shuangyuetan.

Among them, Linjiang Mountain is by the Qinlin River, and under Luojian Mountain is Shuangyuetan.

The Jing River is a big river, and the Yongding River is a branch of the Jing River.

"Looking at the description above, these places look very good."

Fang Zelin took a bite of the steamed bun and looked at the map carefully.

After roughly determining the location, Fang Zelin immediately put away the map.

He didn't intend to go immediately without preparations today. He has just arrived in Qin Lan City, so he should just stroll around the city.

As for these places, it is too late to go tomorrow.

Qin Lancheng dug a river on its own, introduced it into the moat, and flowed into the city.

This river is also the Qinlin River.

Compared with the majestic waves of Jing River, Qin Linhe seems to have the feeling of a little home jasper.

However, in the city, it was only a glimpse of the appearance. If you really want to see the beauty of Qin Linhe, you need to go out of the city to see it.

This is the comment I saw on the map earlier.

Fang Zelin was walking across the stone bridge at the moment, stepping on the bluestone, as if the whole person was integrated into it.

From time to time, you can see several classical women walking by, and then they walk into the street next to them.

Everything seems very harmonious and natural.

At noon, Fang Zelin came to a restaurant near the river to prepare to eat.

Just before he could wait, he saw the little Er on a boat who was constantly soliciting guests.

Said to be a boat, but it doesn't look like it.

It's a bit like putting a small shop on a boat.

Smelling the fragrance from above, Fang Zelin moved in his heart and immediately got on the boat.

When Xiao Er saw the guests, he immediately showed great enthusiasm and hurriedly invited Fang Zelin to sit down.

After Fang Zelin ordered a few side dishes, he quickly ordered the back kitchen to prepare the dishes.

Sitting in this position, the sound of rushing water can be heard directly in the ear.

The main reason is the sound of the swaying water waves as there are boats constantly coming and going in the river.

"The Song of Willows outside the city, do you know who wrote it in the hot summer? Now it's spread all over the city."

Fang Zelin was staring at the passing ships, and he was stunned by the sound coming from his ear.

Have the poems written before spread out?
"I don't know, but I asked some of those strangers, but they didn't know who wrote this Yong Liu. I think it was written by someone who was indifferent to fame and fortune."

The scholar wearing a scarf on the side heard the words, and immediately shook his head with a folding fan and said, with a hint of envy in his tone at this moment.

"I heard that this poem has already reached the ears of the prefect. If I have such talent and get into the eyes of the prefect, then the future career will be much easier."

"Hey, the one who left this poem, I heard that there is also a poem left outside Yunmeng Ze, the poem is steaming Yunmeng Ze, shaking Yueyang City, it can be said to be very majestic, and now, it can be written again. It is extremely rare to write such a poem about the willows.

Previously, I only knew that those foreign visitors favored martial arts, but I never thought that there were such talented people in this foreign country. It was true that I wanted to make friends with people. "

Another man in a white gown shook his head and said, but he had an indescribable love for these two poems.

"I think he is indeed a person who is indifferent to fame and fortune. These foreigners are all from a country called Yan Xia. Now this genius simply left the name of Yan Xia, and I think he wants to increase his country's reputation. Inside."

Several scholars talked about this with a bit of regret on their faces.

Some people probably feel that it is a pity that such a person can't see one side of him.

I don't even keep my own name, I think it's really indifferent to fame and fortune.

Such people are really hard to find.

Poems from Yueyang City have also spread?
Hearing this, Fang Zelin couldn't help but raise his brows slightly.

In the past, he hadn't paid much attention to this matter, but he didn't expect that the poem had already spread.

In terms of the degree of circulation of this kind of information in ancient times, it can be spread so widely, which is enough to explain the popularity of this poem.

Not bad.

Fang Zelin couldn't help but bring a smile to his face when he heard this, poured himself a cup of tea, and drank it.

At the rear, Fang Zelin was ready to stop listening to the conversation of the few people. However, the next moment, the words of the few people changed, and the content of what they said made Fang Zelin stunned for a moment.

(End of this chapter)