Peony, also known as mouse aunt, deer leek, hundred taels of gold, wood peony and Kao.
Ye Jia's flower wish, Xu Fugui.
There is a world outside the world we live in. It's called Nanshan Buzhou, and his name is Ye Jia.
Ye Jia lives in Jingguang, and the people in the city are divided into three classes. The first three people are the owners of Jingguang City, and the gold and sunshine in the city are theirs. The third stratum in the middle is the housekeeper of Jingguang City, and the order and lighting of the city are theirs. Ye Jia lives in the housekeeper's garden, and those flowers are his.
The Duke of Jingguang issued a duke's decree that any gardener who can grow flowers that make him happy is entitled to enjoy the sunshine of the city. Ye Jia is clever and stands out among many people. He applied for the position of gardener, so he had the generous wish he had made for a flower.
Flower land and water vegetation, lovely and vigorous development.
The gardens in Ye Jia are full of flowers, red flowers and green leaves. But the city spends so much time, which one does the duke like?
Ye Jia asked around about the duke's preferences, but no one wanted to tell him. A little gardener, self-righteous. Ye Jia walked on the road, pulling the tattered linen and looking at the golden tower.
Hey, that guy, stop. Ye Jia looked up and saw a woman.
White dress, shallow eyebrows.
Are you asking people what flowers the Lord likes?
Yes, it's me. The first time Ye Jia saw such a woman, her heart was shaking and her thoughts were flooding.
The woman didn't laugh at him, but gave him a bag of flower seeds.
What kind of flower is this?
This flower is not an ordinary flower. My mother got it by accident. My mother likes red, so if this flower blooms, you can call it peony.
Well, it's Mu Dan.
Ye Jia only felt that he had met a noble person and wanted to express his gratitude, but the woman disappeared.
Ye Jia ran back to the yard, dug up the soil, sprinkled plant ash on it and planted a handful of seeds. That night, the flowers in the soil grew branches and shone with golden light.
My flowers don't bloom, is it because there is no sunshine? Ye Jia looked at the flowers, which had been in bloom for eighty days.
Tomorrow is the flower show. If it doesn't bloom, I won't even have the last chance. Ye Jia looked at the flowers and stayed up all night.
The flowers in Jingguang City are in full bloom, with fragrance and color everywhere.
Ye Jia opened his eyes and found that the bud in front of him was blooming. A plain flower, complex green leaves, faint fragrance.
Ye Jia picked up the flowers and put them in an earthenware pot. He ran to the flower show before he could change into clean clothes.
The duke is picking flowers. Look here, smell there. Shook his head and waved his sleeves again.
The Duke came to Ye Jia and looked at Ye Jia's flowers.
This flower is very special, but how can a person like you grow such a beautiful flower?
People like me, Ye Jia looked at his clothes and the gold and silver that God wore.
Ye Jia made up a story, saying only that these flowers were cultivated by himself. Kaya asked the duke for gold and sunshine, but he didn't give them.
The duke of Ye Jia dazed, shook the fan:
Although you can grow flowers, you don't care. Your clay pot is broken, and the flowers are dying. You only think about my gold, but after a while, your flowers will wither. You go, your flowers, I look disgusting.
Ye Jia was annoyed. These people are really bullying others. When the duke left, everyone around him laughed.
Ye Jia didn't know how to run back to his home. The old owner told him not to worry, but Ye Jia was very uncomfortable. Ye Jia is ill, and his chest is stuffy.
This flower was thrown into the garden by Ye Jia, and the leaves fell. When all the leaves fell, the woman suddenly came again.
She peeled off the dried flowers and boiled water for Ye Jia to drink. After drinking for three days, Ye Jia's anger subsided. Ye Jia thanked her, and the woman nodded and said a few words to Ye Jia.
If you had put your heart into it, you wouldn't be like this today. You only think about the duke's gold, but forget your responsibilities as a gardener. Also, your duty.
Duty, I just want gold. Besides, the duke obviously likes this kind of flower, why did he finally say it was annoying?
Ye Jia thought for a moment and nodded his head. Suddenly he heard the voice of preaching in his ear. He smiled when he saw the teacher holding a flower in his hand.
Buddha nodded, Ye Jia, but you know it.
The flower in Ye Jia's hand was the elixir given to the Buddha by the Queen Mother. Ye Jia entered the Buddha's three thousand worlds and became a mortal. Encounter poverty, difficulties and obstacles. What you need to get out of that world is love and cultivation of life.
Ye Jia watched the flowers bloom again, but behind him, the sun was shining. In Jingguang, there is also a kind of flower called peony. Later, peony was divided into male and female, the male was called peony, and the female was called peony.
Ye Jia didn't want gold, and then Peony opened a lively place full of wealth.
Peony is pungent, cold and non-toxic. Treat hernia, injury, congestion and internal bleeding caused by knife wound. Peony is a rich flower, which is deeply loved by people. People who spend a lot of time in flowers, flowers need perseverance and clear goals.
Jingguang city, hundred taels of gold, flowers and smiles.
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