When Wu Mingzhe heard Mu Hanqing's words object, a little more question added to his mind: "Why not?" Standing separately, how can it be called a 'ten' word pavilion? ”

Lord Wei was silent, and stood quietly, just waiting for the three young people to make a clear argument.

Mu Hanqing was not in a hurry, he squatted down, picked up a piece of gravel casually, and painted it on the soil: "Yesterday, when the soil chief gave a speech to the cross pavilion for us, he said that the top of the pavilion was made of grass. Although it is a folk pavilion in a remote place, it is not expensive to use, but the gray tile is also available. At this point, Mu Hanqing picked up three more stones and put the stones together in a line: "If you don't use grass to tie the top of the pavilion, there must be tiles that can't be done." At first, I didn't understand the deep meaning, but when I saw that the world of the soil lord was standing in separate rooms, I knew that if I wanted to build this cross pavilion in the palace, it was necessary to divide it. ”

Mu Hanqing got up, went to the pool on the other side and pulled out two wickers that sprang out of the ground, and with a little force with both hands, he bent the wicker into a right-angle shape, and put it between the two stones: "We will rebuild the cross pavilion, and according to the system, we will use glazed tiles as the roof." Although this glazed tile is luxurious, it is brittle and should not be bent, and it is not as flexible as plants and trees. If the top of the pavilion is still connected in one place, and the bend of the cross pavilion is not eased, it will not be successful. ”

Xin'er never expected that Mu Hanqing, whom she regarded as her opponent, would be a gardening confidant who didn't need to say much. If the two of them meet in Pingshui, they may be able to learn a thing or two about gardening skills, but her master died strangely, she entered the Ministry of Engineering at the risk of killing her head, and the safety of the Tu family is tied to her alone, and she must not have a moment to relax.

Xin'er also went to fetch a wicker branch, and between the other two stones, she also made a bend, and her mouth was full of painless and non-itchy office work: "What the wood master said is very true, and Linglong has done a partition, which is exactly what it means." ”

The subordinates are powerful, and Lord Wei is also relieved, but as the boss, he can't help but say one or two more: "Yes, the two directors are young and promising, and they will understand the deep meaning in a few days, so let's do it quickly." If you want any materials, just give me a list before you go home today. Lord Wei smiled happily, the wrinkles on his face were connected, and he looked like an autumn tribute chrysanthemum from a distance, and said to the three principals: "On the day when the Fucui Pavilion is settled, can you come to my house for a gathering?" ”

Master Wei was born in Hanlin, and he can be said to be a halfway monk when it comes to building, and he doesn't have too much family education. He has been able to sit firmly on the throne of the squire in the Ministry of Industry for many years, relying on his ability to control the overall situation and the means to attract people. Although the director of Jiupin has a low rank, he is actually the cornerstone talent of the Ministry of Industry. When the three young people first took office, Lord Wei was still afraid that these people would have no hair on their mouths and would not be able to handle things well, and they were even more wary of Hong Xin'er's identity as a woman. But since the restoration of the imperial garden was started, this girl has repeatedly made great contributions, but she has never taken credit, so that Lord Wei has gained a lot of face in front of the emperor, and he has to take a look. But Lord Wei didn't know Xin'er's preferences, so he thought about the banquet and wooed him, and there was always nothing wrong with it.

As for Namu Hanqing, Lord Wei was a little selfish, and he had long wanted to invite him to the banquet at home, but he was afraid that he would be abrupt, so it would be much more natural to pull those two up.

Xin'er and Mu Hanqing understood that Master Wei was wooing his subordinates, although neither of them liked to socialize, but they also thanked him with a smile on their faces. On the contrary, Wu Mingzhe, who is the most enthusiastic about eating banquets on weekdays, did not make a sound.

Seeing that Wu Mingzhe did not agree, Lord Wei looked wandering, and seemed to have something in his heart, so he approached him and asked, "The owner of the house, would it be good to go to my house together?" ”

This question pulled Ya Mingzhe out of his fugue. Only then did he come back to his senses, so he pointed to the dragon cypress tree that was cut down next to him, and said without a head or an end: "Lord Wei, Mingzhe thinks that the dragon cypress should also be repaired and replanted, so as to be worthy of the Fucui Pavilion." ”

At first, Wu Mingzhe heard that Lord Wei was going to entertain the three of him, and he was looking forward to it, but before he became an official, his father taught him the way to be an official, and the first rule was "no merit is not punished". Wu Mingzhe was honest, he didn't understand the deep meaning of Lord Wei inviting three people at the same time, seeing that the two principals had made meritorious achievements, he got the good thing of the banquet, and he didn't make any effort in the reconstruction of this cross pavilion. Wu Mingzhe was in a hurry, so he began to think in his heart about what other reconstruction errands he could do for the Fucui Pavilion, but he was not talented, and he only thought of the dragon cypress that fell to the ground yesterday. Lord Wei asked him, and he had nothing else to answer, so he brought Long Bai out.

Master Wei followed Wu Mingzhe's hand to look at the dragon cypress, turned to Xin'er and Mu Hanqing and said, "Since the owner of the house is concerned about the dragon cypress, shall I go and check it out?" ”

The boss spoke, and the subordinates had no reason to disobey, and in three or five steps, several people arrived at the dragon cypress tree.

The dragon cypress was planted early, and it was transplanted from the Fuyun Mountain in the suburbs of Yunning City. Hong Xin'er looked at the thick trunk of the dragon cypress and knew that this tree must be more than fifty years old. When the heavenly fire came, the thunder and lightning flashed over Yunning City all night, and this dragon cypress also suffered a great disaster, and was struck down by a thunderbolt that night, and the waist was broken, and the bark of the tree was blackened, which was obviously the mark left when it was scorched. The wooden stake that was still buried in the soil had long since lost the nourishment of the trunk, and it had long since lost its vitality, only a few mushrooms and a few clumps of weeds growing from the roots of the stump, which looked like they were still alive.

Seeing that Lord Wei was willing to bring the three of them closer to see, Wu Mingzhe felt that this proposal should have worked, so he said again: "Lord Wei, can you see this dragon cypress replanted?" It takes years for it to grow so tall. ”

Lord Wei had long noticed that Wu Mingzhe's qualifications were not as good as those of the other two principals, but he never showed bias in treating the three of them, and just put a judgment scale in his heart. The position of director has been hereditary for a long time, even if Ya Mingzhe is not good, he is also the descendant of the house family, as long as he is stable and does not make big mistakes, with that topcoat formula, it is enough for Ya Mingzhe to mix well in the second half of his life in the Ministry of Industry. But when he said to replant the blackened trunk, Lord Wei frowned.

But as soon as Lord Wei finished wooing his subordinates, he clearly pointed out that this matter was inappropriate, and he was afraid that it would not conform to his identity, so Lord Wei, a veteran of officialdom, threw the pot to Mu Hanqing lightly: "Master Mu, I know that you are good at planting flowers and trees, according to you, the owner of the house is good at this method?" ”

Lord Wei said this, Xin'er knew that he was going to push this offending speech to Mu Hanqing, but it was up to Mu Hanqing to solve this problem thrown by his brother.

Although Mu Hanqing is not as clever as Hong Xin'er, he is really a smart person, and he also understands the sounds that Xin'er can hear. If he told the truth, he would definitely offend Wu Mingzhe, but the dragon cypress had been scorched, and the bark of the tree had become charcoal, even if his wood family had the name of "Grass and Trees Huatuo", it would be difficult to make it rejuvenate as before.

Mu Hanqing walked around to the stump, made a careful look, and tried a lot of words in his mind to persuade the house to give up his thoughts, but he found a good sentence to avoid the important and light: "The owner of the house, replanting this dragon cypress is really a good way to restore the landscape here, but the dragon cypress is expensive, if you want to replant, you must have gold leaf veneer, silver pillars as branches, and carefully cultivate for three years before you can see the appearance of the past." However, we waited for the garden to be repaired, but it was a matter of urgency. He clasped his hands together and arched his fist towards the sky: "The emperor gave you my construction period, only until the autumn equinox, if you restore the garden, why not go to the mountain to dig a tall Huaihuai tree that is easier to survive." It also saves a lot of silver taels. ”

Lord Wei squinted and smiled, agreeing with Mu Hanqing's approach. Before he could open his mouth, Hong Xin'er on the side couldn't hold back, and shook her head dissatisfied: "No, such tall trees should not be planted here, and the vermilion wall must be exposed." ”

This time, not only did Wu Mingzhe not understand what he meant, but Master Wei and Mu Hanqing also couldn't understand it. If you want to play a round, it has to be Lord Wei who comes out: "The landlord, what do you mean by saying this?" ”

"Lord Wei, please take a look." Hong Xin'er walked to the edge of the stake, bent down, put her hands together in a circle, and put them on the side of the tree: "Look at this dragon cypress, it is also fifty years old." When was it planted? ”

"This..."Lord Wei thought thoughtfully: "When the old man was transferred to the Ministry of Industry, this dragon cypress was already here, but at that time, it seemed that this tree was much shorter than it is now. The landlord asked about this, but what is the connection? ”

Hong Xin'er got up and patted the dirt on her hands, and her face was happy: "That's it." Linglong didn't dare to conclude what the name of this Fucui Pavilion was, since this tree grew slowly, then you can know the origin of this name. She pointed to the floating cloud mountain looming outside the palace wall and said: "The name here is Fubi, but there is not much greenery, just this dragon cypress and some flowers. Linglong thought, where is the emerald, where is it floating? This dragon cypress didn't move over recently, so it makes sense. The so-called floating green is the meaning of borrowing the floating cloud mountain on the top of the cui. ”

"Isn't this the highest essence of gardening in the rumors, which is clever because of borrowing?" Mu Hanqing asked.

Hong Xin'er replied, "That's true. ”

"No wonder..."Lord Wei stopped talking.

"Lord Wei, what did you think of?" Wu Mingzhe, who was silent for a while, threw out this inappropriate question.

"No wonder only the floating green pavilion in the garden is an emerald green glazed tile, and the soil owner has an explanation, which is very suitable for the occasion." Lord Wei really didn't know the deep meaning of this, and Hong Xin'er's words also solved the doubts in his heart, but as a waiter and an elder, it was not good for him to show too much appreciation to Xin'er, so as not to be misinterpreted by others and say that he was unfair. Lord Wei only secretly made a note to Hong Xin'er in his heart.

Seeing that the matter of replanting was gone, Wu Mingzhe mentioned the matter of the stump again as soon as he thought about it: "Master Mu, I heard that there are new flowers and plants in the Mu family, and even stones can take root, why don't you plant some on the stump, and plant tall trees next to it to add more greenery, is it feasible?" ”

When Mu Hanqing heard this, the blood on his face faded, and he didn't look at the house anymore, but his tone was not flustered: "The owner of the house is laughing, where are there such flowers and plants." ”

Mu Hanqing knew in his heart that what Wu Mingzhe said was true, his Mu family had indeed cultivated a new species, which could take root through stones and live when it encountered water, but the new species was not a flower or grass, but a kind of moss that was not easy to wither. Even after being out of the soil for more than ten days, there is no withering. But this matter is extremely secretive, and it has not been told much to outsiders, why do the landlords and the landlords of the house come to ask about this moss?