As before, Wei Jin was still lying lazily among the flowers, and there was a small lake not far from her feet, and the sun was strong but it didn't seem to have the slightest feeling for her.

"Marshal, the emperor has sent people to urge him several times, that princess of Weinan ・・・・・・" Ling Tian stood not far away, in addition to the quicksand and autumn fan beside him, there was also a passing year that had not been seen for many days, compared to the previous lively two, now she was a lot more restrained.

"Didn't you tell him? My grandfather is sick and needs to recuperate, so I don't want to deal with business! In the past few days, He Yuene has lived a life without fighting with the world, and Wei Jin simply called herself sick and ignored the clouds and rain outside.

"But・・・・・・ you have nothing to do, why do you bring people to the barracks? Without a military order, even the emperor can't bring people out, and the envoys from Weinan have arrived" Qiu Fan whispered on the side to underestimate this, the master is too unkind, isn't it embarrassing to help the wind? Every time the emperor catches the bag, it's Fufeng, really.

"Oh? Did I refer people to the barracks? How did I not know? Changing into a comfortable position, Wei Jin couldn't help but sigh, this palace is really good, such a good lazy place, how can you not find such a big marshal's mansion.

"Ah master, you actually look like I don't know!" The autumn fan roared, as long as Wei Jin wanted to be lazy, no one could resist it, ah, Amitabha, who would clean up this demon.

"Oh, yes!" Wei Jin didn't care about it, and after a while, she dreamed of Zhou Gong and went, I haven't been in the sun for a long time, it's so warm.

"Master, this is obviously not wanting to release people!" Qiu Fan sat on the grass not far from Wei Jin, with his hands on his cheeks, with a bun face, he couldn't help if he didn't want to let people go, but he had to think of a way, he couldn't let Fufeng suffer with him.

"I know you're talking so much, it's not too hot!" The quicksand complained, and the autumn fan was even more depressed.

However, Wei Jin's lazy sleep today is not able to sleep, and the housekeeper from a distance brought a large group of maids to come, holding all kinds of clothes and jewelry in his hands, and his steady pace shows that he is in a good mood now, although the master's illness is still relapsing this year, but I don't know if it is because of the company of someone this year, I always feel that it seems to recover quickly, and the role of the ghost flower has also been played, and the master's bones and meridians have grown well according to the ghost doctor, and this year's skill will definitely rise again.

Wei Jin opened her eyes impatiently, high martial arts skills are not a good thing, a little wind and grass will wake her up. "What's the matter?" This person usually comes for yoga, but he has just eaten breakfast, isn't it time to take medicine and rest?

"The master asked the slave to spread the word, saying that today's Jizo Festival, Hongfu Temple is lively and wants to go around, so the slave sent some clothes and jewelry, these are carefully selected by the master!" Wei Jin looked at the housekeeper and smiled so much that she couldn't even see her eyes, it must be no good.

"What is the Jizo Festival?" For Wei Jin, a non-religious person, it seems that the Jizo Festival or something is the first time I have heard of it.

After quicksand whispered a few words in Wei Jin's ear, Wei Jin looked at the housekeeper with black lines in her head, "Yuene can't be a burned brain, right?" With such a good weather, I don't take a break to run to see what Jizo Festival? ”

"Ahem, cough, the master said, it's time to go out and take a walk when the weather is good, and you can breathe!"

"Eh, my nap!" Wei Jin held her chin speechlessly, feeling sorry for not having time to rest for her nap.

"The master has explained, these clothes and jewelry, please be sure to choose one to wear!"

"Got it, got it!" Wei Jin waved her hand helplessly, and blew people away without looking at the clothes and jewelry that the maid brought, really, the guy who doesn't know Anfen, he should have a good rest when he is sick, what a lot of fun.

"Why don't you know to remind me of the Jizo Festival today? I'd love to find a more secluded place to sleep! The four innocent people looked at Wei Jin speechlessly, it is the people in the building who know the Jizo Festival, and ・・・・・・・

"Who doesn't know that there are three important festivals in July, and I'm sorry to blame us, three-year-olds know it." Qiu Fan looked at Wei Jin with disdain, as if accusing Wei Jin of ignorance.

"Three festivals?" Wei Jin scratched her head a little speechlessly, why are there so many festivals?

"Yes, the Qiqiao Festival, the Zhongyuan Festival, and then the Jizo Festival, didn't you also let the Chamber of Commerce formulate the activities of the Qiqiao Festival?" Qiu Fan looked at the sky speechlessly, what is the matter with such a master? Is it really okay?

"Yes, I've been forgetting about it lately" There are too many festivals, and they are all confused. Who is so lacking in morality, it's okay to make so many festivals, is he sick?