"Where is Mr. Xiao Chen going?"

Meng Jian'e saw that Jiang Zhong was weak and powerless now, which was very different from the original spirit, and her heart was sour for no reason.

Jiang Zhong smiled and nodded hello to a few girls, and said, "I've been stuffy in the house for a few days, and I want to go out to breathe." ”

Meng Jian'e said: "It just so happened that a few of us came to see Mr., why don't we go for a walk with Mr.?"

Jiang Zhong was not easy to refuse, nodded, Qiao'er helped Jiang Zhong to walk forward step by step, Fan Baotan turned his head sideways and proposed, "Go to the back garden." There was no objection from the crowd.

On the way to the back garden, everyone suddenly fell silent, and no one spoke first after walking for a long time. In the battle of Falling Stone Valley, although Jiang Zhong stabbed Chen Daoluo, he also paid a heavy price for the loss of courage and martial arts, from a world-renowned son of heaven to a weak young man who was not even as good as ordinary people, I am afraid that it will be difficult for anyone to recover after encountering such a change, and it is a matter of course to be silent.

As for Meng Jian'e and the others, for almost the same reason, they didn't know how to speak, the genius impression that Jiang Zhong had left in their hearts before was too strong and profound, so that they couldn't find the right words to comfort Jiang Zhong at this time, and they always felt that he must understand what he wanted to say, if he didn't have any special opinions, it was better not to speak.

There was a strange and tacit silence all the way, and when he arrived in the back garden, Jiang Zhong was already out of breath, and the bone meridians were faintly painful, Qiao'er was naturally tired, so he helped Jiang Zhong to sit down on the stone chair, and stood aside to rest, Jiang Zhong said embarrassedly: "It's hard work." Qiao'er shook her head.

Fan Baotan said: "I'll tell Sister Linglong when I go back, let her put the two girls in Zhu Pavilion." ”

Jiang Zhong hurriedly said: "No need, it will get better in a few days, don't be so troublesome." ”

Fan Baotan nodded.

Jiang Zhong said casually again: "I haven't thought of asking, I don't know where Miss Lingyao and Princess Feihuang who live in the mansion are now?"

Jiang Zhong naturally didn't want to ask, but he subconsciously didn't want to be too deliberate.

Fan Baotan said: "After Mr. left Fan's mansion, Miss Lingyao left a book and left, saying that she was going to Jincheng to find her eldest brother. ”

Jiang Zhong hummed, nodded, and thought about it in his heart, estimating that Yang Qice should have finished dealing with the finishing touches of Jincheng, and he should come to Luzhou with Yang Lingyao to say goodbye to him soon.

"As for Princess Feihuang, after she sent you back that day, she was picked up by a middle-aged man, and grandpa said that the middle-aged man was from Taihua City, and he came to invite Princess Feihuang back to Taihua at the behest of the Western Emperor. ”

"I see. Jiang Zhong responded, but he couldn't guess the demon emperor's mind for a while.

A few people talked in the back garden, Qiao'er was worried about Jiang Zhong's body, and said, "Childe, I'm going back to rest." ”

Several girls hurriedly got up and sent Jiang Zhong back to Zhu Ge.

Jiang Zhong couldn't help but smile bitterly in his heart, for the first time, he felt that it was not a good experience to have beautiful companions, and it was really discouraged to be like this.

After returning to Zhu Ge, Zhuang Yuya said: "I still have a few incense pills in the house, although they are not a panacea, but they are of great benefit to dredging the meridians and ventilating and nourishing the spirits. ”

Jiang Zhong wanted to excuse himself, but when he raised his eyes and saw Zhuang Yuya's sincere face, he felt disrespectful, and said, "Then thank Miss Zhuang first." ”

Zhuang Yuya shook her head and smiled: "Sir, you don't have to be polite. ”

After the girls left the Zhu Pavilion, Meng Jian'e suddenly remembered something and said, "I forgot to invite Mr. Chen to join our poetry club. ”

Fan Baotan said: "Now the most can't mention poetry and poetry in front of him." With that, the girls all sighed slightly.

Fan Baozhu, who had not said a word from beginning to end, suddenly asked, "He, is it really impossible to go back to what he was before?"

Fan Baotan and Zhuang Yuya looked at Fan Baozhu, looked at each other again, then nodded slightly with gloomy expressions, and walked silently for a while, Meng Jian'e suddenly said thoughtlessly: "He will." ”

After dinner, it rained, dripping, non-stop, more and more urgent, a layer of autumn rain and a layer of cold.

After a while, Zhou Da came to visit Jiang Zhong instead of Mrs. Fan, and asked for a few warm words, which was full of meaning, not long after Zhou Da left, Fan Baotong came to Zhu Pavilion wearing a cloak and robe.

Qiao'er, who was adding charcoal to the charcoal basin, saw Fan Baotong and got up to pour tea, Fan Baotong hurriedly stretched out his hand to stop: "Miss Qiao'er, don't be busy, I'll talk to the teacher and leave." ”

Fan Baotong took off his hat, sat down on a chair next to the bed, and asked, "How does the teacher feel now?"

Jiang Zhong smiled and said, "It's not bad." ”

Fan Baotong nodded and said, "I came here now to tell the teacher about Guan Guan Lou, because I fought with Chen Guo before, this matter was delayed, and I didn't expect to experience so many things later, and now I can't make up my mind whether to continue to build this building." ”

Jiang Zhong said: "There should be a beginning and an end to doing things, and I still think that I can use it as a place to live in the future." ”

Fan Baotong was surprised: "Isn't the teacher living in the mansion well? Could it be that some of the people who don't have long eyes have said something to offend the teacher?"

Jiang Zhong hurriedly said: "No, the whole house is only better to me than before, what offense, I just think so, after all, it is impossible to live in the Fan Mansion all the time, my future situation ...... In short, if this building is to be built, I intend to manage it well, and there should be many unexpected benefits, well-if it is convenient, Baotong will help me set aside a courtyard, and then transplant a large apricot tree in the courtyard. ”

Fan Baodao: "These are all trivial things, there is nothing inconvenient, Baotong must do it properly for the teacher." After a pause, he asked hesitantly, "Teacher...... I mean, this Guanguan Building is really going to be done......"

Jiang Zhong smiled: "I'll talk about this later." ”

"Hmm. Then Baotong will not disturb the teacher's rest first, and come to visit the teacher tomorrow. ”

Jiang Zhong bowed his head slightly and said, "It's raining heavily outside, be careful on the road." ”

Fan Baotong should "yes" and withdraw from Zhu Ge.

"Whoa......

The sound of wind and rain outside is getting more and more urgent, but sitting in the warm house, listening to the sound of the rain outside, there is an inexplicable sense of comfort in his heart, Jiang Zhong closed his eyes slightly, listened to the sound of the rain, and his thoughts slowly expanded.

Starting from "Silent Night Thoughts" to "Chivalrous Journey", I have come to this world, and I have indeed been in the limelight a few times, whether it is to pick up stars or pick stars, to resist the jade axe array, or to break the fan cage array, I can easily come to the world, and take the first masterpiece in my mind to kill the Quartet, which can be described as majestic, but, Jiang Zhong ......

When you take those masterpieces and use them, do you really pay attention to their spirit, or do you only use them as a means or move to defeat the enemy?

This question has been hovering in Jiang Zhong's heart for a long time, and when it flashed before, he was always covered by the complacency brought by the vast treasure, and he couldn't think about it further, but now he was brave and courageous, but he could seriously ponder this question, and some short and defining sentences floated through his mind uncontrollably:

"Memory is not comprehension. ”

"Fundamentals need to be precipitated. ”

"Articles are not means. ”

"Confucianism should dispel anger. ”

"Words have a spirit. ”

"If you don't remember, you don't think about it. ”

......

The raindrops fell quickly, Jiang Zhong's brain turned fast, and unconsciously tiredness hit, turned over, and slowly fell asleep.

Qiao'er, who was already sleepy, folded the quilt for Jiang Zhong, stood on the side of the bed and looked at it stupidly for a while, and then went to sleep.

One night of rain, some people's hearts gradually became clearer, and they slept soundly.