Those years when I was a tool person

The Xiuyuan that Rongying didn't see under the waterfall turned out to be in the small garden on the other side.

When he walked over, he lowered his head, didn't notice, and bumped directly into Xiu Yuan who was walking towards him.

If Xiu Yuan hadn't pulled him in time, he would have fallen to the ground.

"Are you okay?" After the two stood still, Xiu Yuan asked.

Rong Ying shook his head, stared at Xiu Yuan for a while: "Young Master Xiu?"

Xiu Yuan touched his face, half-jokingly: "Could it be that I look so unremarkable? Although we haven't dealt with each other before, we have met a few times. Is Mr. Feng not familiar with me?"

Rong Ying: "I remember. My question is why Mr. Xiu didn't go with them."

He was referring to those who were playing with the water.

Xiuyuan looked indifferent: "It's nothing interesting, I'm not as comfortable as enjoying flowers."

Qi Yan appeared in Rong Ying's corner of the eye, Rong Ying smiled, put on a slightly cynical look, and said to Xiu Yuan: "I heard that Mr. Xiu has a lot of research on martial arts?"

The tone is provocative.

Xiu Yuan didn't feel strange about Rong Ying's changes, and he didn't feel uncomfortable when he was provoked: "I just know a little bit."

Rong Ying made an inch of progress: "Young Master Xiu is too modest."

He called Qi Yan who was behind him: "Young Master Xiu is too lonely to enjoy the flowers alone, Qi Yan, aren't you proficient in all kinds of martial arts? Why don't you do a couple of tricks with Young Master Xiu, it can be regarded as a relief."

He looked at Xiu Yuan beside him, whose face remained unchanged: "I don't know what Master Xiu wants?"

Xiuyuan didn't care much, he was just curious about what Rongying wanted to do.

It looks like nothing is looking for trouble.

But when you think about it carefully, it doesn't look like it.

Xiu Yuan couldn't describe that feeling. It was his first contact with the young man in front of him, and he had heard many rumors about him before, all of which were bad.

But seeing him today, he doubted the veracity of those rumors.

A person's eyes can't hide from others, Feng Ling's eyes are very pure, although his expression is not to be beaten, but he has no malice towards him.

So he said: "It is also possible to learn from each other."

The two of them posed in the open space of the garden, Qi Yan was a bit overwhelmed after a few moves, and Xiu Yuan also saw that Qi Yan was injured, on the one hand he wondered why Feng Ling asked him to fight against him, on the other hand he He couldn't help but slow down his strength, giving Qi Yan a chance to breathe.

But Qi Yan lost as expected.

Xiu Yuan was about to say a few polite words to smooth things over, but Rong Ying had already turned and left.

"This is him?" Xiu Yuan looked at Qi Yan with doubts on his face.

Qi Yan had no expression on his face, and Rong Ying's face was not very good-looking when he was at a disadvantage, probably because he felt that he had lost him.

Xiu Yuan liked the two masters and servants he met today, so he took the initiative to ask Qi Yan: "Young Master Feng seems to be interested in martial arts, go back and ask him if he wants to participate in the martial arts test in a month's time, just The friendly exchanges between warriors, the kind that goes to the end."

Qi Yan didn't speak, but just cupped his fists at Xiu Yuan, turned around and chased after Rong Ying in the direction he left.

"What two weirdos." Xiu Yuan rubbed his nose and muttered.

Rong Ying's walking speed is not fast, he is waiting for Qi Yan to catch up.

Hearing the sound of footsteps behind him, he gave a disguised cough, and changed into Feng Ling's usual tone: "Hmph, useless thing, I thought you were so good, Xiuyuan is just interested in martial arts , have never learned anything serious, but you can't even beat him!"

Qi Yan's left hand hanging by his side moved involuntarily, and subconsciously moved towards the wound on his waist. He wanted to say that he had an injury so he missed it for a while, but after being silent for a while, he felt that it was too late to say it. It's useless, it seems to be sympathetic.

"I'm just an archer."

The subtext is that he is not omnipotent, he can do everything.

Rong Ying snorted again, but this time for the first time, she didn't make any more cynicism.His original purpose was just to meet Xiu Yuan, to make sure that that person could really be Qi Yan's help in the future. The reason why Qi Yan challenged Xiu Yuan was because he really couldn't think of any way to make a Xiu Yuan like him. A servant looked at him differently.

With the achievement of his goal this time, it is not suitable for him to attract Xiu Yuan's attention too much, so he can only think of a way in the future to provide Qi Yan and Xiu Yuan with more opportunities to get along.

Rong Ying thought about it, and couldn't help swearing: Damn, why is he like a matchmaker who is eager to match the two together?

Qi Yan followed Rong Ying, and when he heard the movement, he raised his eyes to look at the back of the young man in front of him. From his perspective, he couldn't see the young man's expression, but he felt strangely that the other party was a little out of breath.

What a moody guy.Qi Yan lowered his head, his expression was numb, but when he looked closely, he could see the flash of killing intent in his eyes.

In the winter that just passed, the bamboo pavilion in the backyard of Feng's family burned for some reason. To fight the fire, the servants were allowed to fetch water from the nearest lotus pond.

In the end the fire was extinguished and the lotus pond was almost dry.

In addition, when the fire broke out, the people who came and went were in a panic, and the lotus left by the side of the lotus pond, which was only a pile of dead branches and leaves floating on the water, disappeared completely, and they were all trampled into the mud.

I don't know if it will grow out this summer.

When Rong Ying passed by the back garden, a servant was draining the remaining water from the lotus pond. He craned his neck curiously to see that the lotus pond had turned into a mud pond, and the little water left in it was turbid.

Just about to look away, Rong Ying's eyes fell on one spot, and his eyes lit up: "Is that a lotus root?"

The busy servants in the lotus pond were taken aback, and even the few servants following Rong Ying couldn't help shaking twice.

No one answered, because everyone hadn't realized what the son meant by this sentence.

Qi Yan looked in the direction Rong Ying was pointing at, and said calmly, "It's rare to see lotus roots overwintering."

There is no shortage of food and drink in the Feng family. There are a lot of things grown in the back garden, and there are edible ones, but few people touch them. On the one hand, the master does not care about the harvest, and on the other hand, the servants dare not beat those The idea of ​​something, so let it mature and rot, to be honest, it's really a pity.

Most of the lotus root in the lotus pond can be dug out and eaten in autumn, but the people of the Feng family regard the lotus pond as a scene every day, and they don't even think about anything in the water, so almost all of them rot in the mud.

It's not that Rong Ying has never seen the world, because he yelled because of a lotus root, he was excited and couldn't control it.

He likes to eat glutinous rice lotus root, which is the only sweet food he can accept, and he has liked it since he was a child.

But the timing of his time travel was not right, it was not in season, most lotus roots were not fresh, he hadn't eaten that for a long time, he was hungry.

A servant realized that he was going to dig the lotus root nimbly, but was stopped by Rong Ying.

Qi Yan was a little absent-minded, and noticed that several eyes were on him, and he came back to his senses in an instant. When he raised his head, he saw Rong Ying's finger pointing directly at him.

"You go down," he said.

Qi Yan: "..."

Qi Yan's eyelids twitched imperceptibly, he pursed his lips, bent over and tied the hem of his clothes around his waist, and jumped down with one hand supporting the edge of the lotus pond.

"Pfft!"

There is quite a lot of water in the mud, Qi Yan walked without trouble, but Rong Ying looked at it blatantly, he always felt that Qi Yan's face was unreasonably pale.

If you look closely, there is still fine sweat streaming down from your forehead.

he is afraid?

Rong Ying frowned, and couldn't help but clicked her tongue: "There are quite a lot of problems."

He thought Qi Yan was afraid of the dirt in the mud, or something else.Some people are like this, they have barriers to accepting unknown things, like the muddy water in the lotus pond, which is so yellow that they can’t see what’s underneath, so going down with bare feet like this is really a test of one’s courage.

Rong Ying ordered the servant to bring a chair over, and he sat under the pergola beside him, bathed in the warm sunshine of early spring, squinting his eyes, looking relaxed on the surface, but in fact his thoughts had already flown away. where.

There was no one moving around, and the only sound he could hear was Qi Yan's "puji" and "puji" sounds as he walked in the mud. Rong Ying frowned. drown people.

Suddenly, a big river appeared in my mind. The river was calm and the waves were calm. As far as I could see, there was a bridge across the river not far away. It was a slender bridge stretching from one bank to the other. , There are many pedestrians, and there are still low-pitched sirens in his ears from time to time.

Rong Ying's body shook when he heard the siren, and the warmth around him faded away, replaced by a bone-piercing coldness.

The sound beside his ears was covered with the sound of water, buzzing, impacting the eardrums. He tried to open his eyes, but it was sore and swollen. The oxygen in his body seemed to be squeezed out by something, turning into a Strings of bubbles came out of his mouth and nose, he was about to suffocate...

"Son."

A familiar voice pierced through the eardrums, and rescued Rongying from the illusion of drowning. He opened his eyes suddenly, panting violently while grabbing the edge of the chair. The sun above his head was still the same, warm.

But the cold sweat on his body is not fake.

Rong Ying made too much noise and reacted fiercely, but except for Qi Yan who was standing beside him with a lotus root in his hands, no one dared to look up.

Most of the servants know what to see and what not to see, and they shouldn't be curious about the embarrassment of the masters.

Qi Yan frowned: "Are you okay?"

Rong Ying closed her eyes, stretched out her hand to wipe off the cold sweat on her face, the original excitement disappeared, and only the lethargy after waking up from a nightmare remained: "It's okay."

The voice was weak, falling softly on the ear.

Hearing the sound, Qi Yan looked at the young man who seemed to be slumped on a chair, and he forgot to hide the surprise in his eyes.

Rong Ying waited for a while, and then slowly stood up on the chair: "Help me back to the room."

The words were for Qi Yan, his legs are not much harder than noodles, and he can't walk.

Qi Yan was stunned for a moment, his eyes flicked over his muddy hands, and just as he was about to say that his hands were dirty, it would be better to find someone else to help him, when he saw a hand slipping through his arm Come out, and then half of the body is heavy, Rong Ying has already leaned over.

Rong Ying found a support, and the body that was struggling to support was immediately discouraged, and began to slide slowly, Qi Yan subconsciously pulled him.

When he pulled the man into his arms, Qi Yan's mind suddenly jumped, and he wanted to throw him to the ground.

But he could only think about it.

If he really threw Rong Ying to the ground, the end would be miserable.