Now it's almost time for the chestnuts to ripen, and you can smell the fragrance of the chestnuts from afar.

Ye Hongbo rode a horse to Lizhuang, looking at the chestnut forests, and the color of memory appeared in his eyes......

In this chestnut forest, there was originally a spring, and the water of the spring meandered to nourish this chestnut forest. Later, in order to get water conveniently, a large pit was dug next to the spring, and the water from the spring flowed into the pit and became a pond.

When Ye Hongbo was a child, he was taken by the Ye family to Lizhuang once to watch the chestnut fruit harvest in the chestnut forest. Because she was busy with Zhuangzi for a while, she didn't notice that Ye Hongbo had left her, wandering around, running and playing in a novel way, and ran to the pond. Others are bold and run along the pond...... There is a layer of slippery moss on the edge of the pond, which looks fine, but if you step on it, you will slip if you are not careful. He accidentally stepped on it, slipped and fell, and ended up falling into the pool.

The pond is not very deep, and if an adult goes down, it is almost up to the shoulder. But Ye Hongbo is only more than eight years old, less than nine years old, his height can be imagined, not as high as the shoulders of adults, and he can't swim. At that time, he almost died, but fortunately, the peasant workers who were working on the Zhuangzi at that time heard the sound of him splashing water, and immediately rushed to save him, and finally survived drowning.

When Ye found out, he was very afraid, and immediately asked people to fill in the pond, as for the water from the spring, he didn't care about it, let it flow out along the chestnut forest, and finally joined the Yuchun River, and nourished a lot of farmland along the way.

It was also since that drowning that Ye Hongbo began to like to read, no longer naughty and mischievous, and his studies have made rapid progress, and his temperament has become more and more gentlemanly and virtuous.

Some people say that it was the water god who protected Ye Hongbo, and Ye thought about it, and felt that there must be a god blessing. So she built a temple next to the spring, in which a god of the land was enshrined.

The Ye family comes here every year to pay their respects, and even allows the surrounding villagers to come to the land temple to worship. Gradually, the incense increased. Yip also built bridges and paved roads to make it easier for people to walk.

Now is the time when the farm is busy, and from time to time you can see farmers going to the land temple, or worshipping, or resting and drinking spring water to quench their thirst, and some are working in the village.

An old farmer with a hoe passed by Ye Hongbo and glanced at him.

At this look, he stopped, looked at it carefully, and then asked tentatively, "Is it the eldest young master?" ”

Ye Hongbo looked at him in surprise, he hadn't been here for almost fifteen years, how could anyone know him.

"Uncle, who are you?"

"It's really a big young master." The old peasant immediately put down the hoe on his shoulder, approached him, and looked closely at his chin, where there was an inch-long scar.

Pointing to his scar, he said, "The eldest young master still remembers that when he was a child, he almost drowned in this chestnut forest." It's the old man who saved the young master. At that time, the eldest young master's jaw was broken, leaving a scar. ”

In fact, the scar on Ye Hongbo's chin is not very obvious, and it is under the tip of the chin, and the scar cannot be seen if you don't look up from below.

Ye Hongbo immediately dismounted and bowed respectfully to the old farmer, "It's because I have no eyes, and I didn't recognize the life-saving benefactor." ”

"I don't dare to say that, Lao Er was also a gesture at that time." The old farmer hurriedly avoided Ye Hongbo's courtesy, and then looked at Ye Hongbo's dignified and handsome and noble appearance, and remembered that in the mountain temple, there was a son who was about the same, but his legs were crippled and he was in a wheelchair.

"Where are you going, young master?"

"I'm going to the Mountain Temple."

"Coincidentally, I also went over to drink saliva."

"Then let's go along."

Ye Hongbo led the horse and went to the mountain temple with the old farmer. Along the way, I asked the old farmer how he was doing and if there was anything difficult about him......

Shortly after they left, a little boy and a man dressed in fancy clothes and heavy makeup came over.

The two people are Junjun and Hongyi.

"Elder Hong, why do I think this place is a little weird."

"Well, let's go and see what's going on."

The two followed Ye Hongbo and the old farmer away.

……

Kunyuan Palace, Ye Qingyan felt flustered inexplicably, and his eyelids were also jumping.

Intuition might be something bad.

If you don't want to think about it, you will go to Xiao Changqi and follow him, inseparable.

Xiao Changqi had just seen how the imperial kitchen made noodles, and was about to knead the noodles, while bone broth was boiling on the stove.

Ye Qingyan went over to look at the fire, lifted the lid of the bone broth and sniffed it, inhaled the rich aroma deeply, and said to Xiao Changqi: "Good soup." It's almost time for another good noodle. ”

"You go back and wait for the food, it'll be fine in a while." Xiao Changqi kneaded the dough with his hands.

Ye Qingyan moved a stool and sat beside him, without the slightest intention of leaving, "The concubine watched His Majesty make noodles, so it will taste even more different." ”

Xiao Changqi smiled and didn't push her away again, "I have something I want to know, and the answer is only available to Jiaojiao, I don't know if I can ask you." ”

"You can kiss it." Ye Qingyan stood up and quickly kissed his side cheek. Now there are only the two of them in the whole kitchen, but they are not afraid of being seen.

Xiao Changqi felt that his face was suddenly soft, and he bumped it lightly, and then left as soon as he hit it, and his heart also skipped a beat.

Ye Qingyan looked like a hippie smile, and pointed to the basin, "Your Majesty, knead the dough." ”

Xiao Changqi: "......" finally laughed helplessly, this woman didn't want him to ask.

That's it, he doesn't ask her. Tell him when she wants to say it.

"Although Junjun has the memory of the Wu clan's inheritance, his body is a little weak. Do you have a way to recuperate for him? ”

"Yes, I saw it on the way to the summer palace. I wanted to take him to the palace to recuperate for him, but this kid had to find Elder Hongyi and my eldest brother. ”

"Does Yuan Er like Junjun?" Xiao Changqi asked, the action of kneading the dough under his hands was non-stop, and the force was even and regular.

Ye Qingyan was silent and did not answer.

Xiao Changqi kneaded his dough for a moment, "Yuan Er doesn't like him?" ”

Ye Qingyan nodded, "Yuan Er is very worried about being stunned by Junjun, and he may have to ask Junjun to explain to him and ask for his forgiveness." ”

"Hmm. But you and I should not interfere in this matter for the time being, let them solve it themselves first, and if they can't solve it, it's not too late to help them. ”

"The concubine knows." Ye Qingyan smelled the strong aroma of the bone broth and said, his stomach became more and more hungry.

"When Jiaojiao came over just now, her face didn't seem normal, what happened?" Xiao Changqi asked, he didn't ignore Ye Qingyan's face when he hurriedly entered the kitchen.