A ginkgo tree, which has lived for thousands of years, does not know how much shade it brings to people and enriches the world in the eyes of many people. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Now, its years seem to have come to an end, and life continues to pass on it.

The entire trunk of the tree is nearly half dry, and if you want to revive it, you are indeed powerless.

There was a group of people around the tree, all sighing non-stop, especially a few old people, and the sadness in their eyes was even thicker.

Perhaps these old people, when they were teenagers, have been chasing and playing under this ginkgo tree, and their feelings for this tree are far from what others can imagine.

Yang Can looked around, but he didn't expect that this tree would attract many big names, even Chen Hua, the dean of the Academy of Literature, and Pang Longyuan, the retired prefect.

Listening carefully to the conversations of these people, Yang Can knew that it turned out that at this time of year, Qingshui County held the Ginkgo Tree Festival, which was a relatively large gathering.

At this time of the year, it will be more lively, and people from all walks of life will flock to it, and they will sing and dance here for three consecutive days.

Tomorrow is the day of the Ginkgo Tree Festival, but the ginkgo tree is about to die, and no one can still be interested.

This makes some young boys and girls feel very disappointed, they spend a lot of effort to prepare for this festival, in order to show themselves, and they also want to stand out in one fell swoop, or get the favor of a different surname.

A group of tree farmers surrounded under the tree, all of whom were quite experienced tree planters, including Cheng Lao, a special horticulturist from the Academy of Literature, but they were all at a loss.

Mu Jue waved his hand: "Yang Can, have you seen it, even these old farmers who plant trees are helpless, do you think you are much smarter than them?"

Yang Can shook his head: "I don't dare to say this." Just to heal the tree, maybe it will take a little bit of luck. ”

Mu Jue has always been entrusted by the Leng family to find trouble with Yang Can, but he didn't expect Yang Can's record to be so good, and he soon left Qingshui County, allowing him to accumulate a stomach full of resentment.

Now that he finally seized an opportunity, if he didn't shave Yang Can's face heavily, how could he be willing?

Who knew that what made Mu absolutely unhappy was that Yang Can no longer paid attention to him, but looked around the ginkgo tree, looking unfathomable and profound.

In Mu Jue's eyes, Yang Can was a disciple of the Martial Academy, and he dared not to give him face, the vice president, and let him breath that he couldn't swallow.

Yang Can looked up, this ginkgo tree was very tall, divided into three large forks, and the main trunk alone required several people to hug it.

The middle of the trunk is cracked, the year of the crack is unknown, listening to the discussion of the people next to you, a hundred years ago, it was like this, as if it had been struck by lightning.

From this trunk, you can see the vicissitudes of time everywhere, which makes Yang Can's heart feel some emotion.

Suddenly, a voice full of sneers said, "Do you see something?"

Yang Can was taken aback, and hurriedly turned around to look, only to see that it was another old acquaintance, and it turned out to be Leng Yan of the Leng family.

Leng Yan is even more hateful, when he was trying next to Qianshan Mansion, he once sent someone to plot against Yang Can, and was later repaired by Yang Can.

Unexpectedly, I met here again, it was really a narrow road, and the world was too small.

Along the way, Yang Can saw a lot of acquaintances, and before he had time to say hello, he didn't expect that Mu Jue and Leng Yan would come over one after another.

These two people, so eagerly jumping out, want to express themselves, this is too superficial, right?

"Well, I can see something. Yang Can said with a smile on his face, not taking Leng Yan in his eyes at all.

"Tell me?" said a more arrogant voice, which alone had a kind of imperiousness that made people particularly uncomfortable.

Yang Can looked over in surprise, but saw a man in plain clothes, looking up at the ginkgo tree, without even looking at Yang Can.

Yang Can almost lost his joy, and said in his heart, who are you, is it necessary to pretend to be proud and arrogant in front of me?

Therefore, Yang Can decided to ignore him, anyway, he was the person personally invited by Nancy County Commander, so it can be said that he is upright and fearless.

"Hey, boy, I'm talking to you, do you hear me?" the man was still looking at the ginkgo tree, but there was already a hint of meaning in his voice.

Yang Can really can't stand it, he is very unaccustomed to it, this way of talking to people, he can't afford to hide if he can't provoke it.

The man frowned: "Leng Yan, are the people in Qingshui County so impolite?"

This sentence attacked a large area, and many people's faces showed a heavy look of disdain.

Obviously, I don't know etiquette, I don't know how to behave, but I still pretend to be in front of others, this kind of person is really annoying.

"Yang Can, don't come and apologize, do you know who this is? This is a farmer master from the Imperial City, our Leng family, and we finally invited it. Leng Yan said in a reproachful tone.

Leng Yan's words had a hint of intention, his original intention was to provoke the relationship between Yang Can and this person, in short, to attract Yang Can to be shouted and beaten by everyone, so as to satisfy his heart.

Mu Jue's eyes lit up: "Young Master Leng, could it be that this one is Zhao Chengzhi and Zhao Gongzi, who are famous in the imperial city?"

Zhao Chengzhi's eyes were still staring at the ginkgo tree, but his voice came, and he said arrogantly: "Yes, who are you?"

Mu Jue only felt a blockage in his heart, he didn't like Zhao Chengzhi's way of treating people very much, and because of Leng Yan's face, he had to swallow his anger and said: "I am Mu Jue, and I am now the vice president of the Qingshui County Martial Arts Academy." ”

Zhao Chengzhi's eyes finally turned around, and he nodded lightly: "Yes, I heard Leng Yan talk about you, and you can be regarded as a character in Qingshui County." ”

Mu Jue felt a little more comfortable in his heart, he knew that most of the people from the Imperial City looked like they were over-eyed, and this Zhao Chengzhi was even more arrogant in the Imperial City, and he was born with this virtue.

"Zhao Gongzi, I have worked hard all the way, and when this ginkgo tree king is healed, I will make a special trip to set up a banquet for you to catch the wind and wash the dust. Nancy County Commander stepped forward to greet him.

Even though this Zhao Chengzhi seems very unpleasant, Nancy County Ling, as the head of a county, naturally can't lose his manners and let others laugh.

Who knew that Zhao Chengzhi was so arrogant that he didn't even pay much attention to Nancy's county order, and only greeted him lightly, and he was not enthusiastic about Mu Jue.

Presumably on the way, Leng Yan said that he had a friendship with Mu Jue, but he had a lot of complaints about Nancy County.

Seeing that even Nancy County Commander was suffocated in front of Zhao Chengzhi, Mu Jue's heart felt a little better.

After all, in any aspect, the status of Nancy County Commander is far higher than that of him, the vice president, and even Nancy County Commander has been treated so coldly, what has he Mu definitely gained?

You must know that Nancy County Ling is the representative of the entire Qingshui County, and he has always been loved by the people, and his arrogance and rudeness to him is equivalent to being rude to the people of Qingshui County.

Therefore, the onlookers on the field all have quite opinions about Zhao Chengzhi, but they didn't have a seizure when they saw Nancy's county order, of course, they couldn't be excessive, they just let out a boo.

Zhao Chengzhi has long been accustomed to these boos, but he has always gone his own way, thinking that ordinary mediocre people are not worth paying attention to at all.

"Who is responsible for watering the ginkgo tree? Who is responsible for fertilizing the ginkgo tree? Who is responsible for removing insects from the ginkgo tree? This rare tree was killed by you, do you know?"

Zhao Chengzhi's expression was full of emotion, and he yelled frantically at the group of farmer tree planters, and the expression on his face was extremely terrifying.

The peasant tree planters were stunned, most of them were old men, with gray hair and furrows on their faces.

When it comes to age, I'm afraid that these people are older than Zhao Chengzhi's father, but now, he is scolding him mercilessly.

Cheng Lao stood up, he was not tall, but he was the longest in this group, close to 100 years old, and he had the most experience in planting trees.

Even though Cheng Lao has not had too many vigorous things in his life, he has planted trees all his life, and his feelings for these trees are sometimes deeper than people.

Cheng Lao is a native of Qingshui County, and his reverence for this ginkgo tree, just like everyone's reverence for him, is with a pilgrimage mentality.

Now, Cheng Lao had a sad expression on his face: "Zhao Gongzi, I have always been responsible for the maintenance of this ginkgo tree, if there is any fire, you can send it to me." ”

At first glance, those old people were moved by emotion and stood up one after another: "Cheng Lao, obviously don't do your business, you are so busy on weekdays, the focus is on the Academy of Literature, something happened here, how can you resist?"

Zhao Chengzhi sneered repeatedly, a mole on his face shook very obviously, making his face look quite ugly.

"If you can find me earlier, maybe this tree can still be saved? If you don't toss around like this, maybe this tree can still be saved? Don't say it's me, even if you search the entire Great Qin Empire, you can't save it, so prepare for it, right?"

Zhao Chengzhi said with a firm face, completely self-centered. (To be continued.) )