The little man of the champion family

This is tantamount to finding a needle in a haystack, Su Qinghan thought.A little night pearl that has disappeared, where should I find it?

"Brother, don't worry, I will find a way." Mu Yueshi gently took his hand, not wanting him to worry about him.

Su Qinghan nodded, but remembered this matter in his heart.

"Brother, take a rest tomorrow, shall we go to the suburbs?" Su Qinghan has been in the capital for so long, and he is busy with official duties, so he never took him out to have fun, let alone accompany him, and Mu Yueshi felt guilty.

Su Qinghan patted his hand away with a smile, "I'm not a child who needs company every day, just go and do your work."

Mu Yueshi secretly sighed, how he wished his brother would be more clingy, "Shall we go to the suburbs tomorrow?"

Looking at those pleading black eyes, how could Su Qinghan have the heart to say "no", of course it's okay!

This is the first time to play with Mu Yueshi in the capital, and it feels quite novel, but Mu Yueshi doesn't know anything about the scenery of the capital, so it's better to consult the housekeeper and Xiaomei.

"Of course I'm going to hold Fengshan Mountain!" Xiaomei was so excited that she was about to jump up. "Banfeng Mountain in autumn is the most beautiful place in the entire capital. Many royals and nobles will go there. The mountain is full of red maple leaves. Not to mention how beautiful it is. I wanted my wife to go there before, but now my lord will take her with me. Not to mention how beautiful it is!"

Xiaomei held her face in her hands and her eyes sparkled. She had already imagined the beautiful scene of her wife and adults strolling under the maple leaves hand in hand.

Su Qinghan knocked her on the head, and said with a smile: "Every day, you will make up your mind randomly, and you don't work hard?"

"Madam wronged me. One day I won't be too busy. Madam, please go!" Xiaomei begged and looked at him.

"Okay, okay, go." Su Qinghan was helpless, anyway, he didn't know where else to go.

When Mu Yueshi heard him say that he was going to hold Fengshan Mountain, his expression was startled, and his black eyes were a little shaken, "Brother is going to hold Fengshan Mountain?"

"Yeah, isn't it good?" Su Qinghan looked at him.

"Okay, of course, it's wonderful there."

Su Qinghan: "???" What's so special about Wanfeng Mountain?

Tomorrow, the two of them went in a carriage. If they couldn't make it to lunch, they brought food for a picnic. Behind them was Xiaomei, who was like a primary school student on an autumn outing, looking left and right with excitement.

Banfeng Mountain is located in the southern part of Huangjiao, facing the sun, with very beautiful scenery and lush flowers and plants. It is a good place for many literati tourists.Legend has it that this was the hunting ground of the founding emperor, and later the fence was opened for the common people to play. Because of this legend, tourists flock to Banfeng Mountain throughout the year.

Su Qinghan stood at the foot of the mountain and looked up at Wanfeng Mountain. He couldn't see the top at a glance, and it occupied a very vast area. No wonder he was qualified to be the emperor's hunting battlefield, and it was not unreasonable.

The maple trees on the mountain are all red, and it is not the most colorful time at this moment, but the redness of the mountain is still fascinating, and it is even more unique against the background of the maple branches.There are not only maple trees in the mountains, but also many plants. The red, green and pink ones are particularly eye-catching among the red mountains.

This should be the last time to feel the gentleness of autumn before winter comes. Even the autumn wind is dry, blowing Su Qinghan's long hair, making Mu Yueshi's heart flutter.

He is always like this, calm and indifferent, calm and calm, as if nothing can stir his heartstrings, and no difficulty can make him frown and lower his eyes. He always faces everything he encounters with a calm expression.

Farming life can hardly be described as hard. The scorching sun, pests and water damage, too many factors affect the harvest of crops, and despite great efforts, there is still no harvest.Every time a season of rice is harvested, the soles of the feet are soaked and regenerated, and they are peeled by the scorching sun. They even guard the paddy fields at night, but Su Qinghan has never complained about suffering, and it has also affected Mu Yueshi whose memory is blank.

He quietly squeezed Su Qinghan's hand, and Mu Yue began to feel mixed feelings. "What's wrong?" Su Qinghan turned around and asked him.

"Nothing, let's go, there is a Banfeng Temple on the mountain, you can pray for safety, brother, we can stop by and have a look."

"Okay, maybe it's been a long time since I worshiped a Bodhisattva."

The two climbed up with hands in hand. Bluestone slabs were built along the mountain road on Wanfeng Mountain. They were embedded in the soil one by one. It's a bit childlike.

Mu Yue began to look at him secretly, and was so cute that he made pink bubbles.

Banfeng Temple is located halfway up the mountain. The ground is covered with red maple leaves, and the soles of your feet are soft when you step on it. A thousand-year-old locust tree at the gate of the temple is covered with bamboo rafts and red cloth strips, which has witnessed the thousand-year wishes and prayers of the world.It was already noon when Su Qinghan and Mu Yueshi arrived. There were many pilgrims in the temple, and everyone worshiped devoutly with incense candles and offerings.

A kind-hearted monk stood at the door, clasped his hands together and nodded to the pilgrims passing by. Su Qinghan and Mu Yueshi walked over, offered money for incense oil, bought incense candles, paid homage to Bodhisattva Vajra in turn, and walked to a monk who had drawn lots.

"Brother, outsiders say that the order lottery of Banfeng Temple is very clever, do you want to try it?"

"Of course." Su Qinghan agreed, but he doesn't believe in God or Buddhism, he just respects it, and he doesn't care what the result is, it's like testing your constellation or something.

"Can you tell me the horoscope of the benefactor's birthday?" an old monk in Tsing Yi asked him. The old monk's eyes were slightly closed, and his expression was peaceful.

Su Qinghan wrote it on a piece of paper and handed it to him, the monk took it and opened it, "What is the benefactor?"

"future."

The monk opened his eyes to look at him, lowered his eyelids and tossed the stick lightly. After tossing for a long time, two sticks fell out.

"Can I have the courage to ask the benefactor who is there?"

"Su Qinghan, Su Family Village, Mu Yueshi's wife."

Mu Yueshi was stunned for a moment, his ears were reddish, and he grasped Su Qinghan's hand tightly in his heart, trembling slightly, he didn't expect Su Qinghan to say that.

"The future of the benefactor..." The old monk paused, looked up at him, and revealed the two sticks, one was blank, and the other was also blank.

"This..." Su Qinghan paused, and Mu Yueshi was also curious, not knowing what it meant, "Master, what's the explanation?"

"Blank lottery can be the upper lottery or the lower lottery. It is both auspicious and unlucky. Everything is possible, but two blank lottery, plus the old man's divination and benefactor's hexagram, the sign is like a floating cloud. Change from the heart."

"The future of the benefactor is blank. I can't see the secrets of the sky. I can only understand it. Whatever the future is, it is the way out of the benefactor. No matter whether it is good or bad, it is the footprint left by the benefactor. It is better to grasp it carefully and be careful."

Su Qinghan nodded, wondering if it was because he traveled through time?So the hexagram image will be blank?Su Qinghan, who never believed in ghosts and gods, was shaken for the first time. A smile curled up on the corner of Mu Yueshi's mouth, comforting him: "Who's future is not blank. Brother, you don't need to worry. Just live your life well. Who knows what will happen in the future?" ?”

The author has something to say: I spent seven hours on the high-speed rail yesterday, so there is no update, sorry everyone emmm