The morning sun is warm and soft, and the dew drops are hanging between the withered yellow leaves, shining with stars.

Shen Yanqing's eyes also shone brightly, and she came to the stone temple early in the morning.

When she went down the mountain yesterday, Yang Bo asked her to come to the stone temple today, saying that he had something to say, Shen Yanqing was still a little unhappy at that time, what can't she say now, she has to say it tomorrow?

Shen Yanqing returned home, lying in bed at night and still thinking, what is this guy going to say to her, it won't be a matter of proposing, right? When I thought about it, my heart throbbed, I was so excited, and I couldn't sleep.

When I got up in the morning and went on the road early, I was still thinking on the road, what did Yang Bo have to say? Thinking of the scene of falling on the top of the mountain yesterday, the expression on his face was also happy and disgusted, and he was changing, and his mind was full of Yang Bo's face like a disaster, sometimes a hippie smile, sometimes a very innocent look, how could he be so badly beaten.

Yang Bo got up early in the morning, and couldn't wait to come to the office, smearing on the paper, what he wanted to draw was not an origami windmill, but a kind of large windmill, the power problem of the stone temple has not been solved, the power of the generator of the horse road chief is very small, can only be used in the laboratory, animal power is very troublesome to use, in fact, the power is not large.

Shen Yanqing saw Yang Bo sitting behind the bookcase, patted her heart, restrained a smile on her face, coughed lightly, and then stepped into the house.

Hearing this, Yang Bo raised his head and said with some surprise: "Qing'er, so early? He stood up, made a cup of tea, and saw Shen Yanqing sitting down on the chair opposite, so he pushed Shen Yanqing forward.

"Yang Bo, you are quite early today, what do you have to say, can you say it now?" Shen Yanqing's cheeks were flushed, she picked up the teacup, blew it, looked at Yang Bo with the rest of her eyes, and asked seemingly casually, but her heart was pounding.

Yang Bo was stunned and looked at Shen Yanqing, early in the morning, what do you want me to tell you?

"Qing'er, have you had breakfast?" Yang Bo tried to say something.

Shen Yanqing suddenly lost her patience and said angrily: "Didn't you ask me to come over yesterday, you have something to say, but now you forgot about it?" ”

When Yang Bo heard this, he was afraid of his brain, and said: "Yes, yes, I have something important to tell you, I was busy with the drawings, I forgot about it, I'm sorry, hehe." ”

Shen Yanqing's straight little nose was wrinkled, her small mouth was upturned, and she squinted at Yang Bo, looking very dissatisfied.

Yang Bo hurriedly took out the notebook from the drawer, the one he found in the secret room yesterday, patted it with his hand, and whispered: "There were many people yesterday, and some things are not good to say in front of everyone, doesn't Qing'er want to practice medicine?" This note from my master can make you a miracle doctor, the kind that is more clever than my master. ”

"Oh.." Shen Yanqing's expression darkened, this was different from what she imagined, and frowned, "That's it?" ”

Yang Bo was surprised and sat up straight, "Qing'er, you don't want to practice medicine?" ”

Shen Yanqing came to her senses, handed over a roll of her eyes, and said angrily: "Who said I don't want to practice medicine anymore?" ”

"This notebook is a secret note, artemisinin, you see artemisinin, Master has poured it out, this is a miracle medicine for malaria, you can find some malaria people to try it." Yang Bo spoke very quickly, and seemed even more excited than Shen Yanqing.

Shen Yanqing took the note, opened the artemisinin part, looked at it carefully, and after a while, put it down again, the note recorded the production process, using chemical symbols, in Shen Yanqing's opinion, they were all ghost drawings, and she couldn't understand them, but she believed Yang Bo's words.

"The stone temple clinic has been empty since Master left, why don't you restore it?"

"Let's wait until we come back from the south to transport grain, my father." Shen Yanqing was a little hesitant, her father had to agree to this matter, not to mention that in her heart, the most important thing was another matter.

Shen Yanqing finally understood that Yang Bo didn't want to tell her about proposing, and muttered in her heart: "Yang Bo, you are a pig, and this kind of thing also requires one of my daughters' family to urge you again and again?" ”

I'm so angry, I'm angry.

Shen Yanqing sat there, the heavens and men were fighting, and finally mustered up the courage and said, "Yang Bo, who are you going to go to... Propose? The voice was thin, the roots of his ears were red, and his head was lowered.

Yang Bo smiled: "Oh, this matter, I told Uncle Ji yesterday, and he also asked me to prepare a thank you matchmaker, a pig's hind leg, wrapped in red cloth, and sent it over tonight, the current pork is so expensive." Yang Bo shook his head, looking very regretful.

Shen Yanqing's brain was short-circuited, and she was crazy in her heart, and she looked at Yang Bo in a daze.

Why didn't you say it earlier, hippie smiley, this person is really bad.

Think pork is expensive? You're big, you're a brain, it's really bad.

Shen Yanqing was ashamed and annoyed, her pretty face became more and more red, the two of them were held tightly, biting her lip lightly, she really wanted to bite at the moment, but her heart was completely relaxed, like moving a big stone.

"Qing'er, go to Uncle Ji's house tonight, will you go?" Yang Bo added, very festive.

Shen Yanqing's expression was suffocated, and she said in her heart: "You propose, what is the matter with me going?" ”

"you." Shen Yanqing said a word stupidly, got up and ran away.

Yang Bo continued to draw, during which Leshui, Shen Yiming and Xiang'er all came, Yang Bo had arranged for Shen Yiming to be familiar with the periodic table, hoping that he could memorize the periodic table in his own way, Yang Bo only needed a little guidance, he and Leshui studied in the front living room, but it didn't take much effort for Yang Bo.

Until a familiar guest from Deyue Tower came to find him, and the person who came said that someone invited Yang Bo to drink, Yang Bo asked: "Who is the visitor?" ”

"I don't know about the small ones, but the guests are not small, otherwise the shopkeeper will not personally order the small ones to run." Zhike smiled all over his face, and his tone was very respectful.

Yang Bo shrugged, could it be that he could be bigger than Xu Wenjue from Jinling? Yang Bo said casually: "You go back, I'll finish what I'm doing and go by myself." ”

"Okay, the son should hurry up, otherwise the shopkeeper should scold the little one for not doing his job well."

Yang Bo was busy drawing, the structure of the large windmill is complex, there are many parts, far from a picture can do anything, there are countless verifications in the middle, and he can't eat hot tofu in a hurry, so he put away the drawings and prepared to go to Deyue Tower.

Yang Bo went out of the temple gate and saw Xiang'er and Liu Fu returning together, probably going to the market, just came back, the two talked and laughed, and they were very familiar.

"Childe." Liu Fu bowed, screamed shyly, and looked at Yang Bo with little stars in his eyes.

Yang Bo waved his hand, his footsteps did not stop, he walked over, and heard Liu Fu and Xiang'er say in a slippery manner: "Xiang'er, I dreamed of Gongzi again last night, Gongzi is so handsome and capable..."

Yang Bo was stunned, he didn't expect that this girl was his fan, she had just made a family relationship with Ge Sibao, Liu Fu, you are doing this, is it really good?

Yang Bo shook his head and sighed, as if he was too handsome and brought him endless trouble.

When they arrived at Deyue Tower, the acquaintance greeted him, followed by an old man who looked like a scribe.

"Childe, I can count on waiting for you." Zhike looked happy, pointed to the old man beside him, and introduced: "This is the old master Meng Xizhe Meng of the Zhizhou Mansion. ”

When Yang Bo heard this, his eyes froze, and he immediately put his hands behind his back, put up the score, and squinted his eyes over the old man, who had a goatee under his chin, which was already white, and looked like a pedant.

Drinking with such an old man? Yang Bo frowned, with a look of disgust, and turned around to leave.

People say that they have poetry and books in their belly, and when they come to Yang Bo, they have money and a good demeanor.

Yang Bo put up a score, and he looked decent, like a rich man, in fact, Yang Bo was indeed worth a lot of money, rich, and dragged very much.

Not to mention that people are old and fine, Old Master Meng seemed to understand everything, and immediately said: "Son, please stay, it's not me a bad old man who is the east, my wife has chartered the second floor of the Guanhai Building, and is waiting in the private room, please give the son a light." What he said was neither humble nor arrogant, Yang Bo was not easy to refuse, so he said the request and followed in.

Yang Bo came to Deyue Tower earlier, but he was just going around the three-story restaurant on the street, and he didn't have a chance to go inside.

There is also a backyard in the Deyue Building, there is a cave in the backyard, a flower gallery and a water pavilion, pavilions and pavilions, there are many independent courtyards built side by side, which are used to receive distinguished guests, it is said that there are foreigners who live here all the year round, Koreans, Japanese and so on.

In front, on the left is the unique Deyue Pavilion, built on the side of the Nanxi River, is a good place to admire the moon, in Shenjiabao, can enjoy the moon in the Deyue Pavilion, it is an honor.

On the right hand side is a two-storey small building, called Guanhailou, Nanxi River connects the river and the sea here, the water surface is very wide, it is said to be the Guanhailou, it is also very different.

Yang Bo followed Master Meng to the second floor of the Guanhai Building, came to the largest private room in the middle, and saw a beautiful woman sitting by the window.

Isn't this beautiful woman in her early thirties? The face is like beautiful jade, pink and shiny, mature temperament, very feminine.

"Madam, Young Master Yang has arrived." Master Meng reported to his wife, turned his gaze to Yang Bo, and said, "This is Mrs. Haizhou Zhizhou, Mrs. Feng." ”

The lady smiled before saying a word and said, "You are Yang Bo?" Life is so handsome, come on, sit down, let's talk. The voice is very soft, but there is a moisturizing and silent charm, warm to people's hearts, Mrs. pointed to the seat next to her, very kind.

Yang Bo was very polite, bowed his hand, and said: "The kid didn't know that his wife arrived, and he was rude, so please ask his wife to surrender." But the man stood on the opposite side, and after giving the salute, he sat down nearby, which was opposite the lady.

Yang Bo had just killed a thousand households of the official army in Meizhen, and he would not be so stupid as to think that Mrs. Zhizhou was here to drink with him, on the contrary, it was almost the same that people came to Xingshi to ask for guilt.

Mrs. raised her eyebrows, slightly unhappy in her heart, but she did not show her face, and said softly: "Yang Gongzi, not only is he a good life, but his ability is not small, I have heard a lot of miraculous things about Yang Gongzi in Haizhou, and I can see it today, although it is not three heads and six arms, but it is also a young man, and it is by no means an ordinary man." When talking about the three heads and six arms, the lady felt interesting, as if she wanted to stretch out her hand to hide her face and smile, but she didn't hide it, and suddenly she was delicate, with wide robes and big sleeves, and she waved and waved, showing even more charm.