Fang Zhai more than ten acres [system]

It doesn't matter if you don't remember, anyway, it's just comforting nonsense.

The expert Yu Rongpai calmly explained: "This is the career line."

Generally speaking, fortune tellers must talk about career, marriage and family. After all, this line is broken, and it is unlucky to say that the relationship is too unlucky, so he decides it is the career line on his own initiative.

"The career is not going well," Yu Rong said nonsense solemnly, "Looking at the place where the lines are broken, it has not been halfway through... Aah," the tone was exaggerated, "If my brother lives to 99, the position of commander of the rebellious guard may be possible. Can't do it for 50 years."

After hearing this, Nie Xinzhi said calmly, "It's okay."

Yu Rong continued: "That is to say, my brother will work until he is about 68 years old, and he will retire for the next 30 years, um..." He pretended to mutter, and then he clapped his hands, cheering up, "At that time, we can travel around the world and read all the customs. People’s sentiments, enjoying the scenery, eating delicious food all over the world..."

Before he could finish his words, he froze for a moment, but his heart was really moved.

"It looks pretty good, what do you think brother?"

Nie Xinzhi nodded: "All of Rong'er's wishes come true."

Yu Rong couldn't help laughing.

The two of them are not yet fifty years old plus one, and they are actually discussing things after the age of 68. It's really... a bit overthinking.

but……

Anyway, the purpose is to solve it, so that my brother will not commit another crime.

Living and worrying about old age and death, who can say accurately about the accidents of life?

In modern times, there was also a fortune teller who said that he would marry Bai Fumei in the future and reach the pinnacle of life!

As a result...

Have you ever seen him cross the road and travel to another world just to buy a cup of milk tea?

Bai Fumei didn't even see a shadow, so she fell into Hei Dazhuang's hands.

"Rong'er."

Nie Xinzhi called in a shallow voice, although there was no wave in his tone, but for those who were familiar with him, he clearly felt a trace of doubt.

Yu Rong put away her slander calmly, concluded her words openly, and talked about the routine of the magic stick.

"All in all, my brother's fate can be regarded as a three-star star, and a little wind and waves are inevitable. As long as you have the heart, you will never be in danger. It is exactly what is said that the sun is in trouble, and the moon's loss turns into profit..."

He was eloquent and eloquent, and his words seemed to be true, almost convincing himself.

Nie Xinzhi replied: "Cheng Ronger's auspicious words."

Yu Rong stared: "Brother, don't you believe what I said?"

Nie Xinzhi immediately stated: "I believe."

Yu Rong looked at the man's paralyzed face suspiciously, and after a while, he felt that what he said was true, so he nodded in satisfaction.

An innocuous turmoil has been lifted so far.

Nie Xinzhi continued to be busy with endless official duties, while Yu Rong lived an early retirement life in the palace.

After all, people are in the palace, and generally no one who seeks medical treatment dares to block the door.

Of course, Yu Rong is not really idle.

In addition to routinely preparing Chinese patent medicines for Kuang Wanchuntang, he used this quiet time to settle himself well.

After these years of clinical practice and rich practical experience in the virtual space, his medical skills can be said to have advanced by leaps and bounds, surpassing the professional level of the system.

Thinking of the precious props rewarded by the system, Yu Rong has a plan to participate in the "upgrade assessment" this year.

Before that, I had to consolidate my "review" so that I could get an excellent score and get the best reward.

Naturally gearing up.

Occasionally, Yu Rong would inadvertently think of Yi Daoren who made trouble for his elder brother.

Thinking of the panicked appearance of the other party that day, I couldn't help but wonder, pondering and pondering, why does it feel like I scared the person away?Obviously he did nothing.

After mumbling a few times, I couldn't figure it out, so I gradually forgot about him.

The breeze, with coolness, gently passed through the Qingshu Pavilion.

The young man lying on the jade mat moved his eyelashes slightly, and after a while, he slowly opened his eyes.

Summer fatigue.

Sleeping in this "air-conditioned room" of the Ming Dynasty version, I can't wait for a long sleep.

Yu Rong rolled over lazily, at this moment a cluster of vulgar pink and bright red jumped into his eyes, instantly attracting his attention.

A large bundle of bright and enchanting crape myrtle flowers is inserted at the entrance of the Qingshu Pavilion.

Inexplicably a little embarrassing.

Yu Rong got up, approached the bundle of flower branches, flicked the pink flowers with her fingers, and squinted her eyes slightly.

He doesn't need to ask anyone, he knows who put it here.

Yu Rong couldn't help complaining:

Brother, what are you playing again?For four or five days in a row, every time I wake up, as soon as I open my eyes, I will be refreshed by bundles of bright red.

"A spoon?"

The sudden question brought Yu Rong back to his senses in shock.

The graceful and luxurious middle-aged man came to the palace at some time, and he was really elusive.

Without waiting for Yu Rong to reply, he admired the large bundle of crape myrtle flowers, and praised in a tone of praise: "Aren't the flowers so colorful and colorful, isn't it beautiful?"

Looking at the clusters of pink, Yu Rong remained silent.

After the sage finished praising him, the topic changed abruptly: "Shaozi is stupid, please take care of him and don't argue with him."

Yu Rong blinked: Huh?What do you mean?

Seeing his reaction, the sage shook his head and sighed, "Sure enough, I wasn't wrong."

Yu Rong black line.

What the officials want to say, I don't understand.

The next sentence of the sage was to solve the confusion: "Shaozi, he cried to me a few days ago, saying that he did something wrong, and he was afraid that it would make you sad, so he asked me for an idea, so as to ask for your understanding, Shao'er. "

Yu Rong: "..."

Brother, cry?

The official talk is really... talking about the horse, and there is no end to it.

The sage said: "I racked my brains and came up with the clever plan of showing love with flowers. Fortunately, the spoon is not stupid enough."

Yu Rong suddenly realized that when he woke up every day, his eyes would be "poisoned", but it was his elder brother... apologizing?

It's a good trick, although it's old-fashioned, but even in modern times, sending flowers to express your feelings is a trick that will never go out of fashion.

however……

Who sends flowers and directly cuts a bunch of flower branches, tied like firewood?Let's not talk about it.

The flowers chosen were either vulgar pink or flamboyant red, Yu Rong said...he is not a girl full of girlish heart!

Even if he doesn't really dislike pink and red ones, it's too dazzling if they are bundled up and squeezed together like this.

The sage spoke again: "My son-in-law!"

Yu Rong was instantly brought back to his senses by the thunder, and would rather be called Shao'er... Anyway, he got used to it after hearing it too much.

The saint said: "Shaozi is a savage with well-developed limbs, sometimes his brain can't turn around, and he offends people without knowing it, you..."

Hesitant to speak.

Yu Rong was in a strange mood, the spoon in the official's mouth, and the elder brother he knew were two people at all, right?

After thinking about it, he finally opened his mouth to respond: "Your Majesty... let my little father worry, my nephew and Shao... cough, brother is fine, there is a little misunderstanding between words, just make it clear."

The slander is the slander, he doesn't think his brother needs to apologize, the other party has done nothing wrong.

Furthermore, isn't it natural for partners to be considerate and tolerant of each other!

When the sage heard the words, his face revealed a look of relief: "Very good, very good, with such a heart, you are worthy of being named Bao Yilang by my relatives."

The first time I heard the official calling himself "Zhen", Yu Rong was unconsciously stunned, which was subtle.

What does it have to do with the heart, and is there a cause and effect with the title of Bao Yilang?

After sighing, the sage turned back to the pattern of family life: "We live together, rely on each other, it's not easy for two people to live at home..."

Yu Rong was full of energy, listening to the officials talking endlessly about issues such as difficult marriages and difficult lives.

One set of one set, speaking in a similar manner.

Disrespectfully, it reminds me of the aunt of the neighborhood committee who mediates family disputes.

"Ahem..." The sage's voice might be unbearable after chattering too much, "Since the two of you are reconciled, I am relieved." He coughed a few times, but insisted on finishing the sentence, "Although Let Shaoer take more care, if Shaozi goes too far, you don't have to shy away from it, you can complain to your little dad."

Yu Rong was speechless for a moment, and after a while, he responded softly: "My nephew will save it."

Although it is embarrassing, it is the official's good intentions.

In any case, it was indeed a blessing for him and his brother to meet such an enlightened elder.

Otherwise, according to Nie Xinzhi's status, if they want to be together without any scruples, they have no choice but to elope!

The officials left contentedly.

Yu Rong was a little confused.

Is the trip to the emotional official's house really for a part-time job as an aunt of the neighborhood committee?

Shaking his head, he couldn't understand the Nie family who had such a strange mind.

Thinking about it, Yu Rong stared at the bunch of crape myrtle flowers again, and suddenly laughed.

Show love with flowers...

In any case, he accepted his brother's wish.

Eh, wait!

Yu Rong squinted unconsciously, thought for a moment, and suddenly strode out of the Qingshu Pavilion, crossed the trestle bridge, walked through the nine-curved corridor, and came to the garden of the east courtyard.

A patch of crape myrtle was planted.

Yu Rong observed around, and then saw a few flowering trees that were so close together... they were cut bald.

Sure enough...

Yu Rong couldn't help but laugh.

Looking at those few bare and pitiful crape myrtle trees, Uncle Zhao's distinctive voice suddenly sounded in his head——

Don't keep catching a sheep and plucking its wool!

Brother, can't you pick a few more different trees and cut off the flowering branches?

When you look back, you must criticize education.

Although he didn't transplant these flowers by himself, the arrangement of flowers and plants in the entire Wangfu borrowed the system to consult a lot of garden landscape layout information, and instructed the craftsmen one by one, so that the beautiful scenery that is now colorful.

According to the speed at which the elder brother showed his love with a bunch of flowers every day, all the flowers in this garden would be bald within half a month.

"Son."

The steward's voice interrupted Yu Rong's imagination.

"What's wrong?"

"Bai Helang of the Wei State Mansion sent someone to send a letter," the steward reported, "I asked you, did you agree to his request?"

Yu Rong was silent.

Just say, seems to have forgotten something.

That day, he was only focused on talking to his elder brother, and forgot Du Xi's paintings and posts, and even couldn't remember where he left them for a while, so he should be in Lirenzhai?

Wait and find.

"Do you know what Lily Lang said?"

Yu Rong casually asked the manager, but he didn't read the post, so he wasn't sure about Du Xi's intentions.

The steward replied: "No accident, it should be related to the Famous Flower Conference."

Yu Rong raised his eyebrows, he guessed it too.

"When is the Famous Flower Conference?"

"It's a dark day."

That is the day after tomorrow?

Yu Rong nodded and didn't speak any more.

Although I hadn't thought about signing up for any famous flower conference, I had to read the post to reply to what Du Xi meant.

Having said that, I have no interest in competing for "flower names", if you are a bystander, it's okay to go and play, as it is inevitable that you will be bored at the house every day.

I heard that in addition to those "flowers" competing for flower names in the Famous Flower Conference, there are also various real exotic flowers on display at the conference, Yu Rong is quite curious about this.