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A cup of tea, a paragraph, another tea, and another paragraph.

Before you know it, it's time.

Outside the window, summer insects chirp.

The night, like dark and heavy ink, smeared the sky layer by layer, and there was not even a glimmer of stars.

Among the iris in the pond, there are faint fireflies flying by.

Twinkle and twinkle.

Yao Hongyi asked: "Teacher, what kind of person is Le Song?"

Pang Ji, who had been sitting for a long time, stood up leisurely, stretched his muscles, paced to the water pavilion, and stood near the pool.

Le Song, he was reluctant to remember it.

Pang Ji turned around and asked Yao Hongyi in a cold voice: "As my protégé, how do you ask yourself?"

Yao Hongyi smiled and said modestly: "I was foolish in my later years, but I was taught by my teacher and made great progress." ”

Pang Jichang exhaled, shook his head and said: "The old man is full of peach and plums all over the world, you are my second smartest, second diligent, and second disciple with Huigen." ”

Yao Hongyi comprehended: "The first smart, the first diligent, and the first person with wisdom must be happy." ”

Pang nodded his head.

……

In the same night, a carriage drove down the long street, unhurriedly in the direction of the outskirts of the city.

In the carriage, it was Le Lin and Chai Jue.

In late autumn, the chill is getting thicker.

Chai Jue wrapped the cloak on his body tightly and held the soup woman in both hands, so that he was warmer.

The soup woman is made of brass, and in winter, it is poured with hot water and placed in the quilt to warm the quilt.

Seeing his appearance of being afraid of the cold, Le Lin couldn't help but quip: "People who practice martial arts, aren't they not afraid of the cold?"

Chai Jue was not annoyed, and said with a smile: "This cold wind came too quickly, and we were in too much of a hurry, and we only wore thin clothes." ”

After today's editorial meeting, he planned to go to the "Lelang" mansion to have a cup of tea and enjoy the flowers, and then return to the palace.

In the afternoon, they were enjoying tea in the side hall, but they saw Shi bring in a few maidservants, each holding a huge basket in his hand.

The Shi family was also accustomed to Chai Jue's arrival, and said with a smile: "The Third Highness came to drink tea again today?"

Chai Jue said politely: "Excuse me the old lady." ”

Le Lin couldn't help but feel sorry for the Shi family.

Shi is not old, she is only a woman in her twenties and thirties, but her son is a marquis, and everyone has to call her "old lady".

She looked at the handmaidens and asked Shi, "Mother, what are they in their basket?"

"Ah, this is ......" Shi took out of the basket something, five or six inches long, not like a flower or a fruit, at the top of which was a white flower, soft hair, and around the hairball, there were some brown hard shells.

Shi said: "This is a new snowball sent by Zhuangzi on the outskirts of the city. ”

"Snowball?" Chai Jue asked curiously.

The palace has collected the world's famous flowers, but he has never seen this "snowball flower".

Le Lin on the side was stunned.

Shi explained carefully: "Originally, it would have grown in the first two decades, but Poria heard from the old farmer in the Zhuangzi that the snowball could be left for a longer time after drying, so he let them dry it and send it back." ”

After that, he ordered the maidservants to replace all the yellow chrysanthemums in the side hall and insert this "snowball flower".

Chai Jue looked at "Le Lang" dumbfounded, and couldn't help but push her: "What's wrong with you?"

Le Lin came back to her senses, took one from the nearest maidservant, and looked at it carefully.

It's cotton.

The twigs are sparsely hairy, the leaves are broadly ovate, the flowers are solitary in the leaf axils, and the capsules are oval.

The cotton balls are milky white in color.

Although the flower bulbs are smaller than those seen in later generations, they are really cotton.

Is there cotton in this era?

Lelin couldn't remember clearly.

She only remembered that Huang Daopo, who was respected as the ancestor of the cloth industry because of teaching people to make cotton and promoting the technology of "wrong yarn color matching, heald thread flowering", was a person from the late Song Dynasty and early Yuan Dynasty.

Le Lin hurriedly asked Shi, "This is what our Zhuangzi of the Hou Mansion planted?"

Shi nodded and smiled: "You are confused again, they send snowballs every year." ”

"Then someone else's Zhuangzi has a kind of this?"

Shi shook his head lightly and said with a wry smile: "Your father treated this snowball flower as a treasure when he was alive, and as soon as he found it, he loved to study these in that village, how could he be willing to pass on this flower seed to others?"

Hearing this, Le Lin picked up a thin cloak from the coat hanger of Huang Huali and strode out.

"Where are you going?"

Chai Jue hurriedly followed and asked hurriedly.

Le Lin stopped, and Chai Jue behind him couldn't stop and bumped into his arms.

"Mother, where is Zhuangzi?"

Shi Shi was already surprised by her daughter's nervousness, and she replied: "Taoranzhuang in Dengxia Mountain on the outskirts of the city." ”

Le Lin turned her head and said loudly to Chai Jue: "Let's go, go to Taoranzhuang!"

"What are you going to do?"

"Go and make money. ”

"What money do you make?"

"Make a lot of money!"

……

Chai Jue sighed secretly in the carriage.

As soon as he heard that "Lelang" said that he could make a lot of money, he followed him excitedly.

Alas, it's really black who is close to ink, so close to this friend that he has become greedy for money?

Chai Jue snorted and complained to "Le Lang": "You have to tell me in detail, what kind of money is this making, and how to make it?"

Le Lin ignored it, staring at the soup woman in Chai Jue's hand in a daze.

After being silent for a while, she asked Chai Jue: "Have you ever heard of what kind of person my father is?"

Along the way, Le Lin has always been curious, what kind of person is this Le Song?

She had heard others talk about her Weng Weng Lexin, but whenever she mentioned it, she praised her for her talent and wisdom.

However, whenever Le Song is asked, everyone seems to avoid talking about it.

Even the Shi family was resentful.

Lelin fell into deep thought again.

Chai Jue said: "No matter how bad he is, he is also your father." ”

Le Lin turned her head and asked, "By implication, do you know that he is a bad person?"

Chai Jue looked left and right and said to him: "The imperial grandmother said that the queen should not say anything wrong." ”

"Are you my friend?"

"Of course!"

"Then what else is there to say. ”

Chai Jue sighed, he couldn't help it, and said: "I heard that he is a person who is not enterprising, gets by, is idle, and is withdrawn and eccentric. ”

"So bad?"

"I haven't seen him again, I've heard it back, believe it or not. ”

Le Lin thought for a while and said suspiciously: "But, that **** face saint, the official family said this, 'Your father is quick to think, but unfortunately, his ambition is not in the temple'." ”

Chai Jue knocked on Le Lin's head and quipped: "Then what do you want my father to say? Is it difficult to say to you: 'Your father is not enterprising, and he has to get by, you don't want to learn from him'." ”

Le Lin sneered and said, "Yes, too." ”

……

Over there, in the pavilion of the water pavilion.

Pang Ji sighed: "He is the smartest disciple I have ever taught. ”

He looked at the fireflies outside the window, and his heart was infinitely touched.

That year, Le Song was just a twelve-year-old child, the son of the Marquis of Anguo, studying at the official school.

Pang Ji is the crown prince Shaobao, who teaches at the official school.

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