Fang Wenqian's mood was extremely good.

The TCM delegation won a landslide victory in South Korea.

For traditional Chinese medicine, for the Chinese people, and for the majority of traditional Chinese medicine practitioners, it is a booster.

This victory is of great significance, South Korea was defeated, and this time, Chinese medicine is finally justified.

Early in the morning, Fang Wenqian came to the office, and the first thing he did was to wash the cup and make tea.

This was originally what the secretary had to do, but when there were no guests, Fang Wenqian still did this kind of thing by himself.

His office, looking extremely serious.

There are no pretentious plaques on the wall, and there is no rare handwriting hanging through the red dust.

Instead, it is written in five big characters in the official book, serving the people!

The font is vigorous and powerful, giving people an extremely heavy feeling, without signature, and it is not known whether the person who wrote the inscription disdained it or did not want to do it.

Wang Chengcai sat on the sofa next to him, watching Fang Wenqian make tea, with a faint smile on his face.

The news that Qin Buer led the Chinese medicine to win a complete victory is also very happy for him.

This kind of national glory is also his honor.

In this regard, he respected the guy who was a few years younger than himself even more.

He was a very powerful young man, and his virtues were worth learning from himself.

After Fang Wenqian made tea, according to his previous habit, he wanted to look at the domestic and foreign newspapers that had gathered, but today he didn't read the newspapers, but said directly with a smile: "The people from the Chinese medicine delegation are back!"

"When?" Wang Chengcai's eyes widened, looking surprised.

"Last night, in the middle of the night!" Lai Tiansheng said.

"Then why didn't they inform us?" said Wang Chengcai.

"Qin Buer, that kid said that he didn't want to alarm the others, so he came back quietly, and I only received the news when they returned!" Fang Wenqian shook his head and smiled.

"They deserve their glory!" Wang Chengcai said with a wry smile.

"The glory that belongs to them is indispensable, and the country and the people will remember everything they have done......

"Minister, Qin Bu'er has completed his mission very successfully this time, how should we reward him?"

Wang Chengcai asked, he is the liaison person and one of the people in charge of this Huaxia and South Korea traditional medicine competition.

This time the competition has ended successfully, and Qin Buji and the others have also returned to China first.

So now the reward given to Qin Buer, a hero, has become a headache again.

"He has money, he is not short of money, and he is not a member of the officialdom, so there is no way to raise the rank......"

Fang Wenqian thought for a while and said, "Since this is the case, then we will reward them as heroes of the country!"

"The hero of the country?" Wang Chengcai was puzzled.

"Of course, the last time there was a super virus, that kid was already there, but that doesn't prevent us from giving him the title of hero again!"

Fang Wenqian said with a smile: "After that, you will start to arrange, let the TV station and the Internet and major newspapers focus on the feat of the Chinese medicine delegation this time, and we must let the people of the whole country know what they have done for the country!"

"Understood!" Wang Chengcai said with a smile.

"Although that kid did a good job, he also caused a lot of trouble!"

Fang Wenqian feigned anger and said: "The first thing the others see when they come back from a mission is the leader, this kid is good, it's okay if you don't come to see me, this old man, don't even make a phone call, you call him now and let him come over......"

"Okay minister!" Wang Chengcai agreed, and immediately dialed Qin Buer's number with his mobile phone.

"I'm sorry, the phone you made is off!" came the mechanical voice of the customer service lady on the phone.

"How can it be!"

Fang Wenqian said angrily: "This kid actually turned off his phone?"

Hearing this, Wang Chengcai could only smile helplessly!

Qin Buji's mobile phone was indeed turned off.

Since he helped Tang Zhenxiong detoxify, people have been calling him constantly, and his mobile phone is almost bursting.

In desperation, he had no choice but to shut down!

Now, he is going to Liangzen Temple with Tang Xiaoyi to track down Tang Zhenxiong's poisoning!

It is true that although the poisoning of Tang Zhenxiong made Qin Buer's heart angry, he was also worried and afraid!

What if the other person attacks someone else around you?

Although this is unlikely, Qin Buji will never allow such a threat to exist.

He wants to find out about this matter and find out the murderer and solve it.

Completely stifling out the threat is the most profound summary of him after he came out of society.

Those plots staged on TV, where the big people are always killed by some small minions lurking in the dark corners, Qin Buji will never allow it to happen to the people around him.

In that case, you will be too wasteful!

The two temples are located in the suburbs outside Yanjing City.

This temple is not famous in Yanjing, there are only a few loyal pilgrims, if it weren't for Tang Xiaoyi, Qin Buji wouldn't know that there was such a temple at all.

However, listening to Tang Xiaoyi, the pilgrims in this temple are very stable, not many, not many.

Moreover, this temple is extremely effective, and many wishes can be fulfilled by pilgrims who go to worship the gods and make wishes.

It is precisely for this reason that Tang Xiaoyi came to this temple to ask for peace!

When Qin Buer and Tang Xiaoyi came here, it was already around three o'clock in the afternoon.

Qin Buer parked his car outside the temple and looked at the temple.

The temple is not big, above the position of the main entrance, hang a plaque of some years, three big characters on the book, two Zen temples!

Many men and women came in and out, looking like the incense was good.

"Let's go, let's go in!" Qin Buer took Tang Xiaoyi's hand, and the two walked in side by side.

They didn't come here to make a wish and worship God, so Qin Buji asked Tang Xiaoyi to take him directly to the place where Tang Xiaoyi took the plant from here.

Passing through the place where pilgrims made wishes, Qin Buer and Tang Xiaoyi went straight to the backyard.

There is a towering tree and a small pavilion in the backyard, and the ground is extremely clean, and there is not a single fallen leaf.

Now it is the time of the spring equinox, the season of recovery, and this backyard is full of flowers and plants.

Pots of potted plants are neatly stacked, and the emerald green everywhere makes people feel refreshed and happy.

"That lucky wisteria was taken from here!" Tang Xiaoyi said softly.

Qin Buer nodded, his gaze stared, and he scanned the audience, but he didn't find any trace of that plant.

He frowned slightly, and was about to speak, then his eyes were fixed again, and he turned his head slightly, and saw a middle-aged monk with a slightly fat body walking towards this side with a kind smile!

"Amitabha, two donors, I don't know if there is anything that can help you?" the monk walked up to the two of them, called a Buddha name, and said with a smile.

(End of chapter)