Tai'an City, east of the city, a quiet small house.

This is the house of Chu Renfeng, and now it is inhabited by Wang Siying, Wang Siying gets up early on weekdays, goes to the morning court alone, and arrives outside the Zhengyang Gate, finds a secluded place, changes the court clothes, and stands at the back instinctively when the court is up, not showing the mountain and not leaking.

On weekdays, he is too low-key, so that the neighbors only think that Wang Siying is a scholar who has not yet achieved fame, and the children in the family will come to the door to ask for advice if they have something they don't understand in their studies, and Wang Siying also patiently answers them one by one, so the neighbors respect this scholar who doesn't talk much and laughs cleanly.

Until one time a ruffian hooligan beat the old man in public, Wang Siying's flashes of light and brightened the identity of the official master, and there was a trace of awe in everyone's respectful eyes, everything was impermanence that day, and the next day there were many more people who came to the door to give gifts, at this time people found that in this house, in addition to Wang Siying, there were two people, one was an old man in a wheelchair, his name was Zhang Mingze, it seemed that he was still an official before, and the other was a deaf and dumb little maid, with a sweet appearance, and the old man was father and daughter, and the two did not go out much on weekdays, so they didn't see each other much。

It was raining tonight, Zhang Mingze came out of the room in a wheelchair, his hands and feet were broken by Xue Xiangsong, his legs were completely broken, and his hands still had a little strength, so he could push the wheelchair out by himself. As for the reason why Xue Xiangsong beat him, Xue Xiangsong once said a sentence before he started: "It's strange that you have a lot of relationship with Wang Siying!" Zhang Mingze smiled bitterly, and sure enough, if he was contaminated with that guy, he would not be able to cut off the right and wrong.

After Xue Xiangsong interrupted his hands and feet, he did not take his life, he lay in the prison for ten days, Wang Siying appeared, took him out, and placed him in the house.

A few years ago, Zhang Mingze was imprisoned for corruption, and a few years later, the family was ruined, the population was thin, and only one daughter was left.

When Wang Siying was away, Zhang Mingze couldn't help but sigh when he watched his daughter busy and busy: "Fortunately, your girl is both deaf and dumb, otherwise where would Siying take in our father and daughter." The little girl couldn't hear her father's words, turned her head slightly, and saw her father's mouth open and open, thinking that she was talking about her, she smiled slightly, and her smile was as bright as a sunny summer flower.

In the early years, Zhang Mingze was not an official, she was raised in the countryside, suffered hardships, and later entered Tai'an City, enjoyed a few years of happiness, the family suffered a great disaster again, she suffered a lot of hardships, sent away many relatives around her, twists and turns, can still live to this day, full of food and clothing, she is very content, so she is also very happy, she buried an ignorant spring heart in the depths, only in the inadvertently folding clothes for Wang Siying slightly throbbing fantasy, that's all, she knows how to give up, but also know how to let go.

Pushing the wheelchair to the hall, Zhang Mingze unexpectedly saw Wang Siying pouting in the light rain at night and moving potted plants, recently Wang Siying likes to raise flowers, and it is a strange flower, the name is iron tree, there is a proverb that "iron tree blooms, dumb speaks, and the phoenix falls under the eaves", which is the rare flowering of this iron tree.

Iron trees like warm and humid, not tolerant of severe cold, growth is very slow, flowering is more extravagant, iron trees like moisture, and can not withstand blisters, so it is difficult to raise a flowering iron tree in the north. Wang Siying's name is self-cultivation and self-cultivation and iron cultivation, in fact, he is honing and polishing his own mind, so that he can not move like a mountain and be as stable as a rock.

Moving the iron tree into the hall, Wang Siying wiped the sweat from her brows, picked up a towel, and carefully wiped the water droplets on the leaves: "The rain is too noisy, can't sleep?"

Zhang Mingze pushed the wheelchair to Tieshu, and also picked up a towel and wiped it with great effort: "When people are old, their hearts are not quiet, and it is normal to not be able to sleep. ”

Wang Siying smiled: "It's still a blessed girl, you should eat, you should sleep, you can't move." He called Zhang Mingze's daughter as a girl and regarded her as his sister.

"Yes, sometimes it is a blessing to be deaf and dumb, and there are no distractions in your heart, so you can naturally be quiet. Zhang Mingze opened his mouth and said, he can't understand Wang Siying now, in his impression, this young man has a anger in his heart, likes to speculate on others with the greatest malice, and is also cruel enough, but now this young man's anger has obviously been worn away, and he began to show a steady side, and what is even more commendable is that kindness, although it is not manifested under the ambition, but it is always there, this may be the blessing of the people of the world, and the blessing of Dawei.

With a whoosh, a carrier pigeon rushed into the hall from the rain, like an arrow off the string, gently landing on Wang Siying's arm, and the pigeon's white feathers were full of water droplets.

Zhang Mingze was greatly surprised, this method of raising carrier pigeons to transmit information was taught to Wang Siying, the most important thing to compete with Xue Xiangsong is information, on the one hand, the collection of people is more expensive, not more, to have a heart, can not nod and pass, Wang Siying deeply thinks, there are not many friends but there are interests involved. On the other hand, if you want to establish a perfect information transmission system, the carrier pigeon is an indispensable means, but I did not expect that in a short period of time, he has been successfully raised, and what is more commendable is that the carrier pigeon can also send the letter according to the owner's intention on a rainy day.

Wang Siying frowned and untied the piece of paper on the leg of the carrier pigeon, glanced at it in the gray light, threw it aside, smiled slightly, and continued to wipe the rain on the leaves of the iron tree until it was finished.

Wang Siying stretched her waist, dropped the towel, and said as she walked towards the back hall: "It's not too early, rest early, tomorrow will be a good weather!"

The voice was still in my ears, and the person had disappeared.

Zhang Mingze shook his head and smiled, occasionally Wang Siying will also have some young people's frizz, a very cute young man, and his future is limitless. Zhang Mingze stretched out his hand and stroked the turquoise leaves of the iron tree, and there was a refreshing coldness, which was definitely not boring, just like the young man just now.

Zhang Mingze's smile froze on his face, when Wang Siying left, he didn't burn the letter, with his temperament, he wouldn't do such careless things, this can only show that something big has happened!

With a bang, the door of the house was slammed open from the outside, and the wolf-like Imperial City Division surrounded the house, and the knives were unsheathed and glowed with cold light.

Xue Xiangsong took the lead, took out the knife on his waist, stepped into the hall, and smiled fiercely at Zhang Mingze: "Lord Zhang, let's meet again!"