Poor Lady

"Little son, will you be back now?" the nursing home asked.

"Well, today is mainly to pay respects to the teacher." Qi Surong was just about to get into the carriage, but suddenly changed his mind and said, "It's still early, let's go back."

She told the driver to leave, and she walked down the street with the nursing home.

Crossing the intersection, I suddenly heard the sound of hooves on the right.

"Be careful!" Qi Surong was suddenly pulled by the nursing home, and was behind him.

"Yo!" With a loud shout, the horse's hoofs rose, and the knight pulled the reins in time and stopped in front of the two.

Qi Surong looked up and saw a young man in his twenties sitting on a horse, his sleeves flying, his eyes bright, and he was holding a handsome man.

Qi Surong was slightly taken aback, how could it be so coincidental? I only received a New Year's gift from him two days ago, and I met him today.

The person in front of him is Feng Zhan, whom he has not seen in two years.

Feng Zhan jumped off his horse, clasped his fists and said, "I'm sorry, I almost bumped into the two of you, is there any serious problem?"

Seeing that he was well-dressed, the nursing home couldn't scold him, so he had to step aside and let the little boy behind him out.

Feng Zhan looked over, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes. The young man in front of him looked familiar.

"This son, why are you galloping fast on the street? What if you bump into someone?" Qi Surong said warmly. When she saw Feng Zhan's brows and eyes with a bit of anger, she was obviously not in a depressed mood, otherwise, with his temperament, she would not have been so rambunctious on the street.

"What the young master has taught me is to be reckless." Feng Zhan was slightly disappointed when he heard the boy's slightly damaged voice. He packed up his mood and asked again, "I wonder if the young master is in any serious condition? Do you want to see the doctor?"

"No need." Qi Surong said with a smile, "But the young master seems to be full of worries and his anger is hard to dissipate. You should relieve yourself at the right time to avoid stagnation in your heart."

"Thank you for your concern, young master." Feng Zhan replied absentmindedly.

When Qi Surong saw this, it was inconvenient to say more, and was ready to leave.

"Please wait a moment." Feng Zhan called to her, "I bumped into the little son, can I invite the little son to drink a glass of water and wine, and I have the right to make amends?"

Qi Surong was about to refuse, but after a second thought, he nodded in agreement.

The two came to a restaurant and went up to the second floor, while the nursing home waited alone on the first floor drinking tea.

It was said to invite Qi Surong to have a glass of water and wine, but after Feng Zhan ordered the wine and food, he just drank by himself, as if he forgot that there was another person beside him.

Qi Surong is a little strange. Feng Zhan used to be good at dancing, with a bright temperament, curious and skillful, and extremely talented in language and communication, so he was appointed as an ambassador by the emperor. What's going on now? Having trouble?

She asked, "What's on your mind, son?"

"At that time, there were people who admired flowers with me, but now there is no one in the inspection." Feng Zhan whispered.

Qi Surong understood that after two years of returning, things are different. Many of my former friends were implicated by last year's investigation.

"Bang!" Feng Zhan slammed his fist on the table and said angrily, "It's absolutely amazing, the imperial court has really done an amazing job this time!"

Qi Surong's eyebrows trembled slightly, for fear that he would say something outrageous.

He casually brought a stranger to drink, just to vomit bitterness, right? The problem is that this bitter water is not so easy to vomit.

She thought for a moment and said, "Sir, have you ever heard of a plant called star fruit vine?"

Feng Zhan said, "This plant is produced in the country of Universiade. Few people in our country know about it. I didn't expect you to have heard of it."

Has she heard of it? In the last life, Feng Zhan wrote three landscapes, namely, plants, animals, and magical techniques. Star fruit vine is one of the "flora".

The Flora records the unique vegetables, fruits, and exotic flowers and plants; the Fauna records various livestock and some special insects;

These were collected and sorted out bit by bit when Feng Zhan was on his mission. It has played a vital role in introducing new technologies and promoting new crops. It can be said that the future prosperity and development of Wei Guo is closely related to Feng Zhan's three mythological records.

Qi Surong deliberately cited a foreign plant in order to attract Feng Zhan's attention.

Seeing his response, Qi Surong said again: "Since the young master has heard of the star fruit vine, he should also know that this is a companion plant. It is interdependent and inseparable from the vine tree."

"Yes." Feng Zhan nodded and said, "That's why Weiguo can't introduce this kind of plant, because the vine tree can only survive in the Universiade."

"But a long time ago, most people didn't know the meaning of companionship." Qi Surong said slowly, "I have heard a story that there was a manor in the Grand Canal State, and his manor was full of vine trees, so the star fruit The vines are also very lush. He can harvest thousands of catties of vines every year, but he felt that the star vines restricted the growth of the vines, so he cut off all the star vines. The second year, the vines really grew thick and leaves, very He was overjoyed, thinking that he would usher in a bumper harvest this year. Who would have thought that the vine tree only blooms and does not bear fruit, let alone a bumper harvest, there is not even a single fruit that has formed.

"The owner of the manor regretted it and realized the importance of star fruit vines, and planted them again. However, the wood vines have overgrown, and the branches and leaves have taken up too much nutrients, and the fruit after that is no longer as rich and sweet as before. Although the star fruit vine seems to limit the growth of the wood vine tree, it plays a balancing role. The manor owner only cares about the immediate interests, which has caused irreversible consequences. If he wants to recover his vitality, I am afraid that he will have to change his appearance and start over. "

"The young master has a lot of knowledge, and I have never heard of this story." Feng Zhan glanced at Qi Surong in surprise.

Qi Surong smiled and said: "I like to collect some folk stories, especially foreign stories. Unfortunately, there are not many books in Weiguo that introduce the customs of other countries. If someone can organize these into a book, it should be very popular."

Feng Zhan's eyes were slightly bright, he was on diplomatic missions all the year round, and this matter has a lot to do.

Qi Surong smiled, clasped her fists and said, "It's getting late, thank you for your hospitality, my younger brother will leave first, and see you by fate."

Feng Zhan returned the salute and said, "I've been neglected, the young master please do it."

Feng Zhan was thinking about sorting out the book, so he didn't get up to send it off.

Qi Surong went downstairs alone, looked back upstairs and turned away.

After chatting with the young man, Feng Zhan's original depression was swept away.

He picked up the wine glass and drank it and was about to refill it, but found that the wine glass opposite was still full.

Wait, did the story she just told mean something else? Isn't it just a simple solution to him? Feng Zhan was surprised. Carefully recalling every word she said, she became more and more sure of the guess in her heart.

She may have seen her dissatisfaction with the imperial court. If the Muteng tree in the story is compared to the imperial court, then the owner of the manor is the emperor, and Xingguoteng is the minister in the court. The emperor eliminated the seemingly dangerous hidden dangers in the court, but in fact it destroyed the balance.

"If he wants to regain his vitality, I'm afraid he will have to change his appearance and start over."

This sentence emerged in his mind, and Feng Zhan was shocked into a cold sweat, "Change to a new look"? Is that what he meant by it?

Feng Zhan stood up abruptly, leaning on the railing and looking down, where is the young man?

Feng Zhan was secretly annoyed that he didn't even ask his name just now. He originally regarded this person as a passerby who met by chance. He didn't want him to be so meticulous in his mind, with a splendid beauty in his chest. A simple story not only relieved his depression, but also implied the situation of the court, which should not be underestimated!

After two years of absence, is any teenager in the capital so powerful? Feng Zhan suddenly felt that he couldn't keep up with the changes.

However, he is quite courageous. I don't know who is the son of the family?

The monthly Wendou is about to start, and he may appear as well. Feng Zhan didn't intend to go, but out of curiosity about this young man, he decided to go.

Feng Zhan checked out and left, feeling the same.

Before, when Feng Zhan's father saw that he heard about the emperor's investigation, he was quite emotional and worried that he would do something wrong, so he sued him for two days' leave.

Now that his mood has stabilized, Feng Zhan ended his leave the next day, returned to the court, and kept silent about the investigation.

The emperor ordered him to accompany foreign envoys to visit the capital.

Because of the right and wrong appointment, Feng Zhan put on Liu Muhan and other friends to accompany him.

Several people are all connected to the capital, and they know the places of interest and historical sites, markets and alleys everywhere. With their company, the envoys will have a great time

The group stopped and went, and unknowingly arrived at the Lianshan Buddhist Temple.

The scenery here is beautiful and the incense is strong.

Feng Zhan took several envoys up the street and said to Liu Muhan, "I heard that the old lady often comes here to worship Buddha."

"Yes." Liu Muhan smiled, "Last year, my mother stayed here for several months, and finally went home to recuperate for a few days. I'm afraid she will come here again in March this year."

"The old woman is such a pious person, there must be great blessings."

"According to your good wishes." Liu Muhan smiled and said again, "By the way, when are you going to my house for a light meal? My little sister has admired you for a long time."

"Haha, it's really an honor for Feng to be favored by Miss Liu." Feng Zhan didn't take it seriously, and after thinking for a while, he said, "After this Wendou, I want to go and see."

"I didn't expect you to be interested in Little Wendou?"

"Maybe you will meet interesting people."

"Oh?" Liu Muhan asked curiously, "I want to see who can get into your eyes. I'll go with you this time."

"Very good."

Several people entered the temple, just in response to the sound of the bell, echoing in the valley, full of ancient rhyme.

In the temple, a golden Buddha sits upright, surrounded by sandalwood.

The foreign envoys also seemed to be infected by this atmosphere, and their expressions became solemn.

The host came out to greet them, reported the Dharma name, and personally took them to visit the ancient temple.

While accompanying him, Feng Zhan introduced the history of various Buddha inscriptions to foreign envoys.

At this time, an envoy suddenly pointed to an object in the middle of an auditorium and said something?

Everyone looked in the direction he knew, and it was a pair of exquisite Buddha embroidery.