In the afternoon, Zhu Yan found a small pear blossom wood case and moved it to the bamboo garden, pulled Bai Apple to accompany her, found a sheltered place to sit on the ground, and began to discuss the layout of the garden.

According to Zhu Yan's opinion, the bamboo in the courtyards has reached the point of disaster, and I am afraid that it will take a few days to cut down all the excess bamboo before it can be properly arranged.

The small case was covered with rice paper, and Zhu Yan copied the items that needed to be purchased according to the list given by Xu Suzhen, while making up some of the things he needed, biting the pen from time to time, and the appearance of puffing out his mouth slightly was very cute.

Bai Ping sat on the other end, carefully sifting through the black seeds in his hand, some the size of sesame seeds, some the size of rice grains, all of which were the seeds of various plants that Zhu Yan had brought from Jiangnan.

"Apple, this ......" Zhu Yan put down his pen and took out a paper bag from his sleeve, "Just pick out this seed for me." ”

The mulberry paper package was opened, and inside were golden husks and vermilion fruits, Bai Ping was stunned, shook her head and refused, "Girl, isn't this the medicine that Xuanqing Gongzi gave you?" I'm going to fry it and drink it later. ”

Zhu Yan was sick for a while, at first he was drinking with acacia tea, but the dosage was not enough to see some effect, and then Yuan Rin instructed Bai Ping to take it directly to decoction and take it three times a day.

However, Bai Ping still found that although her own girl did not even blink a brow when she diagnosed and prescribed prescriptions, she actually hated the matter of drinking medicine, and she frowned every day when she saw the medicine, and changed her way to avoid drinking it, so Zhu Yan proposed to let her remove the seeds of these acacia from the flesh. Apple was immediately suspicious.

"Ahem, if you want to decoct the medicine, it's not bad for this pack......" Zhu Yan was a little weak-hearted. I first picked up a vermilion acacia fruit, and in a few clicks, I took out six round beige seeds, and swirled them on several sides, "You see, my spirit has improved a lot in recent days, and I can stop taking a few more pairs of this medicine, and the rest is useless." Why don't you plant some acacia in your yard. ”

Apple felt that it made some sense, and as she looked at the seeds she had picked out, she nodded, "Girl's luck is good." You can get six of them out at once. ”

The acacia fruit is made up of three petals, each with a crack in the middle, but not every one will have seeds, like the one in the apple. And only three were born.

"It's just a little luckier. This head has not been working well lately. Zhu Yan shrugged his shoulders, put the written note aside, took out two scrolls from his sleeve and began to read.

Apple glanced at it, and her subordinates didn't stop, laughing and quipping, "When the girl comes back this time, she will look at these things wholeheartedly, isn't it to do learning." Don't see a doctor anymore? ”

Zhu Yan glanced at her and shook his head deliberately. made an old pedant and smiled bitterly, "Xuanqing is still waiting for me to write to him, I don't read the good words, I want to write a poem and send it in." ”

As soon as Zhu Yan came back this time, she was grabbed by Yuan Rin to read the lyrics of those poetry collections, and yesterday she heard their agreement that after Zhu Yan lived in the Void Garden, she would write poems and send them every day - in fact, it was not that Yuan Rin was afraid that she would be lazy.

"But...... Bai Ping had heard that the girl had been famous since she was a child, and I heard that Mr. Juzhi taught the girl to compose poetry when she was five or six years old, and wrote it when she was more than ten years old, and even those who read praised it, so why should she practice it again? ”

"What's that......" Zhu Yan secretly wiped a handful of sweat, Bai Ping is such a serious girl, she shouldn't mention this matter in front of her, "I haven't touched these for some years, I've long been very unfamiliar, but Uncle Jingzhong They all know that I have a talent since I was a child, and I can't escape to make a few entertainments, so I can't eat my old book, right?" ”

Zhu Yan said that she was secretly depressed, if she really had an old book to eat, she would not be so miserable.

Although she also understands that this is for her good, what she has in her head is a little different from such antique poetry, and now she has to rely on that sentence, "I am familiar with 300 Tang poems, and I can't compose poems and chant them".

"Girl?" The comer's footsteps were calm, stepping on the bamboo leaves piled up all over the ground, "The girl is really here." ”

"Rong Niang." Zhu Yan rolled up the book, stood up quickly, and patted the dead leaves on the hem of his skirt.

Rong Niang was flattered, and shook her head while opening the cloth bag in her hand, "How dare you bother the girl to get up, the girl is really too polite, and she will have to put up a noble girl's shelf in the future." ”

"This is different, Rong Niang is an elder, blessed and long-lived, and respected by Ayan." Zhu Yan rubbed beside her, trying to make a well-behaved appearance - Bai Ping Fang told her that this Rong Niang looked kind, but she was actually very strict, Xingye didn't follow the rules when she came in the morning, and she was punished to face the wall, and she couldn't come out until night, Zhu Yan didn't plan to be punished.

Rong Niang smiled kindly, listening to it very comfortably, and lovingly took her hand, "The girl just sent the old man to buy flowers and trees, and has taught all the people to bring them back to Luo Niang to plant, only such colchic, Luo Niang said that she had never planted it before, and she was afraid that the rough hands and feet would damage the golden flowers and make the girl angry, so she asked the girl to pay attention to herself." ”

"It's okay, I can come by myself, Luo Niang doesn't have to take these little things to heart, Rong Niang enlightens her." Zhu Yan carefully took the few "garlic heads" that were still covered with soil, and accompanied Rong Niang away with a smile, and then breathed a sigh of relief.

Bai Ping also quietly breathed a sigh of relief, and sighed to herself, "I don't know what happened to Sister Xingye?" She didn't say too much to joke about......"

"Actually, if you want me to say, it's right for her to call your sister." Zhu Yan shook her head helplessly, Xingye was Bai was the age of Bai Ping, and she was not sensible at all, but she originally grew up in Lingnan, and her heart was simple, and Zhu Yan didn't want to blame her for this, just hope that she wouldn't cause trouble.

Apple stuck out her tongue and changed the subject, "Girl, what kind of flower is this colchicum?" Apple had only heard of begonias before. ”

"Hmm......" Zhu Yan put a few scale balls aside, grabbed a pen and drew on the note, brushed a few times, and had sketched out three or two flowers that were almost close to the ground, and the narrow petals were clustered together, like a funnel.

"Eh, the girl's painting is so expressive, but ......" Bai Ping frowned in embarrassment, "A poem has been written on this note, and it should be given to Xuanqing Gongzi's ......"

"Give him one more painting, it's clear that he earned it." Zhu Yan glanced at her, and suddenly slapped the small case, and even a few crab claw brushes on the case were shocked, "I said earlier that I would draw a sketch for him, but I forgot about it these days, and I happened to draw one every day and send it." ”

The two of you were happy to say a word, and they didn't notice that a black shadow silently jumped down from a clump of green bamboos and landed not far away. (To be continued......)