The days are getting warmer day by day, and in the blink of an eye it is already spring in March.
The annual spring hunt is just five days away, and a group of people from various ministries and ministries have begun preparations early. Compared to everyone's busyness, Fang Zilan seems particularly leisurely.
"Master Fang, we have all the necessary things. Do you think there is anything else you need to buy?" Xiao Xuan'er handed over the list in her hand. After Fang Zilan took it, she put it on the desk. "I can rest assured that you can do the work. Nothing to see."
"Although Tiancheng Mountain is only two or three days away from Beijing, Spring Hunting is still more than half a month away." Cong Rong helped to count the items and said while busy: "There must be no shortage of things that should be prepared."
Fang Zilan smiled helplessly, "How come you two are more interested in me than me?"
While the three of them were chatting and laughing, Awan ran in jumping up and down, holding a large box of medicinal materials in his hand, and said happily: "The medicinal materials are dried well this time, I think the medicine must be very effective."
Fang Zilan coughed lightly and said, "Awan, you are going to accompany me. Do you still need to bring so many medicinal materials?"
"Isn't that much?" Awan talked about each medicinal material and its uses one by one in a serious manner. Fang Zilan felt a headache and said quickly: "Stop it, you can bring whatever you want. Isn't it okay if I don't care?"
Xiao Xuan'er and Cong Rong couldn't help but laugh. Fang Zilan suddenly remembered something and asked, "How are Lao Cao and Zheng Yan preparing? Have you asked?"
"General Zheng..." Cong Rong hesitated and didn't know what to say, but Fang Zilan understood in her heart, "I'll ask in person later." After she said that, she stood up and walked out.
Zheng Yan was the new general in her house. Originally, she had no intention of raising a general or a soldier, but she couldn't bear to worry about it because she always felt that after she established her own business, no one in the house would protect her.
So with Lao Cao's efforts, her mansion was equipped with all the soldiers, and it looked majestic.
Lao Cao was very satisfied, and she also thought it was good. After all, Zheng Yan's skills were so good that there was no problem in knocking down three Shangguan Min. Moreover, he is very careful and capable. When the soldiers were put into his hands, they were trained well within ten days.
However, although Zheng Yan had many advantages, he had an iceberg face that was cold on the outside and even colder on the inside. Coupled with the unique murderous spirit of the soldiers, the servants and maids in the palace were so frightened that they all took a detour when they saw him.
The shock value is enough, but it's a bit too much. Even A Wan remained silent and extremely well-behaved when she saw him, let alone others.
Fang Zilan thought about this and sighed involuntarily. She didn't know who Lao Cao had dealt with in this short half of his life. Not only can they dig out Lu Chang's life experience, but they can also find someone like Zheng Yan who is full of skills but has no reputation or rank.
Sure enough, she still has good taste. It was great that of the two lieutenants she brought out from the camp on the outskirts of Beijing, one worked independently in the north and the other established his own business in the capital.
She sighed in her heart, and her steps slowed down a little.
Not far away, Zheng Yan was sitting in the pavilion. Shangguan Min didn't know what he was talking to, and he was gesturing enthusiastically, but his face remained expressionless.
If it hadn't been for these days of contact, Fang Zilan would almost have thought that Zheng Yan wasn't listening to Shangguan Min at all.
Fang Zilan walked over, and Zheng Yan immediately stood up and saluted, "Master Fang."
"No need to be polite." Fang Zilan waved her hand, motioning for Zheng Yan to sit back, and then sat down herself, saying: "I have nothing to do. I just came to ask you how the preparations for the spring hunting are going. If you need anything, please feel free to ask. Just ask."
"Ready." Zheng Yan spoke concisely and to the point. Fang Zilan nodded slightly, "That's good."
Zheng Yan didn't speak, and was very quiet for a while. Fang Zilan was a little embarrassed, and when she had nothing to say, she said: "You have been attending Shangguan Min's morning classes these days. I wonder if this child is lazy?"
"No." Zheng Yan answered quickly, but after these two simple words, there was nothing more.
Fang Zilan pursed her lips and looked at Shangguan Min. He reacted suddenly and said: "Master, don't worry, I have always been diligent and will not be lazy."
"How can you praise yourself so much?" Fang Zilan had a smile on his face. Shangguan Min followed the good advice and continued: "Master, I was just talking to General Zheng about the crossbow made by Master Lu. I didn't expect that General Zheng had quite a lot of insights. I am ashamed of myself for being unique.”
"Really?" A flash of surprise flashed in Fang Zilan's eyes, and Shangguan Min nodded, "Yes."
The two talked lively, but Zheng Yan remained completely unmoved, not even raising his eyelids.
Shangguan Min laughed twice and felt that his praise was like a pile of sand, blown away by the cold wind named Zheng Yan.
Fang Zilan felt bored. After saying a few words to Shangguan Min, she claimed that she had something to do, ended the conversation hastily, and went back to her room to rest.
As soon as she returned to the room, she saw Awan running in, approaching her mysteriously, and whispered: "Fang Zilan, I have something to ask you."
"You said it." Fang Zilan nodded slightly, and Awan hesitated for a moment before saying, "Will my master also go to the spring hunt this time?"
"Probably." Fang Zilan said softly: "Why do you suddenly think of asking this?"
"What do you mean it should be?" Awan glared at her angrily, "Please confirm it for me."
Fang Zilan looked at her funny, "You are so confident in asking for help. You are so insincere."
Awan took a deep breath, "I don't care, do you want to help or not?"
"Do you have anything to do with Wen Ya?" Fang Zilan asked instead without answering. A Wan softened her tone and said, "Last time when you were stimulated and fell into coma, I suddenly had inspiration and thought of a new prescription. But this prescription is more risky. I'm afraid I might accidentally kill you with the medicine, so I want to discuss it with my master first."
Fang Zilan looked at the person in front of her steadily, making her feel scared, "Why are you staring at me like this?"
"I'm afraid you'll kill me with the medicine." Fang Zilan raised his hand and pinched her face, "Aside from practicing medicine, can you think of other things?"
Awan grabbed her wrist and tried to stop her movements, "For example?"
Fang Zilan said: "For example, Chun Shou is a blind person. Even if Wen Ya goes there, how are you going to meet him?"
"I have thought about this for a long time." Awan said happily: "When the time comes, you pretend to be sick and I say I can't cure him, and then I can naturally invite the master over."
"Chun Shou, you want me to pretend to be sick?" Fang Zilan gritted her teeth, thinking that times like this are always a good time for generals to show off, but her little Awan is so good, but you want her to pretend to be sick?
Awan didn't know why and said doubtfully: "No way? Anyway, with your body and bones, I won't allow you to go hunting."
Fang Zilan was so angry that she groaned, and Awan looked innocent, "If you don't agree, forget it, I'll think of something else."
"Okay, I promise you that." Fang Zilan sighed, "You have already arranged everything, what objections can I have?"
