Watching the two go down the mountain, Ji Caiyan made Fat Tiger remember the taste of these two people.

And he did not care about these two men anymore.

took out the pen and paper she had brought with her, and began to measure the mountain she had bought.

I kept scribbling on the paper, designing the pattern of the future of the mountain.

A small stream of living water, which happens to pass through the mountains, can raise some chickens, ducks and geese.

The flat mountain land is used to grow medicinal herbs, and the varieties of fruit trees should also be selected.

The varieties of fruit trees in the sunny part and the shady part are also different.

In two hours, Ji Caiyan ran back and forth on this mountain with light skills, and also drew a rough sketch.

There is a lot of gold and silver in her space, and it is all collected from the East Palace.

No one thinks that there is a lot of gold and silver treasures, and that they can earn a little.

Ji Caiyan did not plan to be particularly modern, so as not to let Jiang Zhaodi discover the identity of the traverser.

Ji Caiyan is not very worried about Jiang Zhaodi, mainly worried about the third traverser whose identity has not yet been revealed.

Whether it's good or bad, whether it's a man or a woman, Ji Caiyan doesn't know at all.

can only pretend that he is a native feudal native.

The sun had already begun to turn west, and I only ate a little pastry halfway through, a small pastry that I secretly took out of my sleeve.

Her father and princess will not worry about her going out early and returning late, knowing that she has a space to carry around, and she can live and moisturize if she throws it in a place where birds don't.

After the ink dried, Ji Caiyan folded the drawings and put them in his purse.

Greeting the fat tiger who was marked everywhere on the mountain, he walked down the mountain.

"Fat Tiger, don't stay on your left shoulder all the time in the future, you have to be on the left for a day and on the right for a day."

Feeling the heavy burden on his shoulders, Ji Caiyan moved the fat tiger from his left shoulder to his right shoulder expressionlessly.

If one day, she becomes a high and low shoulder, Fat Tiger has an unshirkable responsibility.

"Oh."

The fat tiger obediently let Ji Caiyan swing, and narrowed his eyes comfortably.

The chubby body is like a heavy quilt for Ji Caiyan.

Ji Caiyan poked the fat tiger, but the fat tiger closed his eyes and did not react.

"Minister Song Wenqing, I have seen the county lord."

An elegant voice came abruptly from not far away.

Following the sound and looking over, Ji Caiyan saw the figure of a breeze and moon.

The new champion of the three yuan.

couldn't help but glance up and down, a cultured beautiful man is eye-catching!

"Lord Song, ...... you came here alone?"

Ji Caiyan looked behind Song Wenqing and didn't see the accompanying subordinates.

Only Song Wenqing is alone.

"The minister has found out that Yang County's order is corrupt and perverts the law, and the people have been dismissed from their posts and their homes."

"I'm here to say to the county lord."

Song Wenqing saluted slightly with Ji Caiyan, and his gestures were like a ruler.

There is not the slightest superfluous action.

Respectful and reverent.

"Huh? Oh......"

Ji Caiyan looked at Song Wenqing, who was smiling gently, and his brain shut down.

It took a long time to remember that Yang County Ling was probably Yang Lanyu's father.

Yang Lanyu and Ji Leqin humiliated her together.

Looking at Yang Lanyu's bullying character, you can know Yang County's character.

It's just that I didn't expect Song Wenqing to come over in person to talk about the results.

"As I said before, there is no county lord here, only the people."

"What's more, my father and mother are no longer the crown prince and princess, Lord Song said carefully."

Ji Caiyan glanced around and slowly opened his mouth.

These words have been reminded more than once, but Lord Song still respectfully calls the county lord.

"Yes."

Song Wenqing responded, and he still respected Ji Caiyan in his gestures.

Ji Caiyan was a little incomprehensible.

Even if Song Wenqing has a relationship with his father and mother again, after his father and mother were abolished, his status turned into a bubble.

And why does he always put himself at the bottom?

If you just respect the royal family, when facing the lord of Leqin, it seems that you don't respect the royal family so much.

"Xiao Yan, can a minister call him a county lord like that?"

Song Wenqing's slender fingers pressed the jade pendant on his waist.

Eyebrows and eyes are lowered.

It seems a little cramped.

It's rare to see Song Wenqing cramped.

In the past, I had heard of the demeanor of the new champion in the East Palace, and when I took the palace exam, I shone brightly, and in the face of many masters of the Hanlin Academy, I could also talk eloquently without flinching.

Elegant, Boshi, and resolute.

"Naturally, that's what I was called. Or follow the local customs and call me a girl, you can also do it. ”

Ji Caiyan didn't care about this.

"Okay, then the minister will call the county lord Xiaoyan."

When Song Wenqing walked, he was one step slower than Ji Caiyan, and he happened to be in the right rear position of Ji Caiyan.

It's not just royalty walking, it's only being in front.

Also, he could easily see Ji Caiyan who walked to the front.

The back overlaps with the back in memory.

took the memories that had been recalled countless times, and unfolded little by little, and that person's face overlapped on Ji Caiyan's body, and then merged into one.

Fifteen years ago, he was a child.

Fifteen years later, he really became the new champion as she said, and they really met in the year they became the champion.

"Lord Song? Lord Song? ”

Ji Caiyan shouted several times, but Song Wenqing didn't answer, as if he was thinking about something.

But those eyes obviously fell on his face, but he was so stunned that he didn't hear him talk.

"Huh?"

Song Wenqing finally came back to his senses, smiled gently at Ji Caiyan, and hurriedly asked,

"What's wrong?"

The clouds on his face were light, but his heart was terrified.

Did he miss anything and didn't hear anything, would she be disgusted with herself?

"No, I'm just asking you, apart from coming here to say that the Yang County Order has fallen, is there anything else?"

Ji Caiyan was actually quite unhappy that Lord Song would come over.

With so many eyes staring at the waste wood village, if Song Wenqing always ran this way, it would make the people in the palace in the capital suspicious.

She and her father, king, and concubine of 800 hearts don't care about this.

It's Lord Song, this kind of slap can fly, I'm afraid it will be cold.

"The scenery of Youzhou is beautiful, especially the villages here are backed by the endless Nanyan Mountains, with strange mountains and rocks, which are suitable for Danqing painting."

Song Wenqing said.

Ji Caiyan glanced at Song Wenqing.

Didn't see the brush canvas.

is the peerless elegance of this white dress, and the hair is meticulously combed.

It's not like painting, but like I washed up and dressed up and came to meet guests.

Ji Caiyan did not debunk what he said.

I wanted to say if I wanted to go to my house to drink tea, but I thought of the mourning face of my father and princess.

I had to give up.

"It's getting late, does Lord Song have a place to stay?"

That is, ask.

"It's not far from Qiu County, so you can go back to the county to live."

Song Wenqing said.

"Hmm."

Ji Caiyan nodded, not knowing what to talk about.

The main reason is that there are too many spies around, and some of them are still their own spies.

Can't let go of the chat.

The fat tiger moved on Ji Caiyan's shoulder, ran to the other shoulder, and didn't sleep anymore, combing his hair.

The two walked slowly on the path between the villages.

The sunset stretched the figures of the two people for a long, long time.