The moment he pushed open the arch, Wei Zhongxian was immediately attracted by the sea of flowers in front of him.
I saw that the entire back garden was green, some flowers were in bud, and some flowers were already blooming in the wind, and the air was filled with a faint floral fragrance.
Hua Fangfang stood in front of a few camellias, bending over and concentrating on repairing the branches and leaves. The pitch-black knife in his hand was flying at the fingertips, constantly spitting out the bright black metal light, so those extra branches and leaves were like Falling like a drizzle.
Wei Zhongxian was a little stunned for a moment. She knew that Hua Fangfang was very powerful, but she had never seen the opponent's skill. When she saw the dazzling knife shadow, she suddenly took a breath.
"Old Wei, come and see what these camellias are like?"
Hua Fangfang raised her head and waved to Wei Zhongxian.
Wei Zhongxian thought that his ears had heard it wrong. The flower dean actually called him Old Wei so affectionately, with a kind smile on his face, which immediately made people feel like spring breeze.
He was somewhat flattered and cupped his hands towards Hua Fangfang. He said that he had met the dean before and hurriedly approached him.
To be honest, Wei Zhongxian didn't have much research on flowers. If the flowers were blooming, he wouldn't have recognized the camellia in front of him.
He pretended to look at it carefully for a moment, and then praised:
"Yes, these camellias are growing vigorously, with bright colors and different expressions. They are obviously the result of careful care by the dean."
After saying this, a few drops of sweat broke out on Wei Zhongxian's forehead. He only had so much ink in his stomach, and he would be out of words if he said a few more words.
Hua Fangfang nodded slightly, raised her hand and pointed to a few pots of daisies not far away, and said:
"Those pots of daisies are of great character. They are not afraid of wind, frost and severe cold, and they bloom when the weather is tough. They are truly the masters of flowers."
Wei Zhongxian murmured in his heart when he heard these words. He always felt that the other party's words meant something, so he could only nod with a smile.
He has been wondering in his heart, why is Hua Fangfang so friendly today? The coldness that had always frightened him seemed to have disappeared, and the person standing in front of him was just an extremely ordinary old man.
"Is it because of the blooming flowers in the garden?"
He murmured in his heart and followed the flowers into the depths of the sea of flowers.
"This is the rose, and that is the crabapple and cuckoo."
Hua Fangfang pointed at the flowers everywhere and said.
Wei Zhongxian could only keep nodding, with a humble smile on his face. He really couldn't understand why Hua Fangfang was so abnormal today.
"Could it be that I had misunderstood this flower director before?"
He started muttering to himself again.
Hua Fangfang took Wei Zhongxian for a walk around the Nuo Da garden, and then sat down under a peach tree.
There were two chairs and a table under the peach tree. There was a pot of freshly brewed tea on the table. Hua Fangfang poured a cup of tea for Wei Zhongxian, took a shallow sip, and then asked:
"Old Wei, why did you think of coming to my garden today?"
Wei Zhongxian felt extremely comfortable when he heard the word "Old Wei" in Hua Fangfang's mouth. He said to Hua Fangfang:
"Our family is here today. We do have an important matter that we want to discuss with the dean."
After saying this, he took a sip of tea, considered the words in his mind, and then continued:
"The day before yesterday, Lin Ping'an went to the Xian'an Palace of Madam Feng Sheng and said that he liked Miss Xiaoxiao very much, so he wanted to ask Madam Feng Sheng to grant him a marriage and betroth Miss Xiaoxiao to him."
Having said this, he stopped and looked at Hua Fangfang with some anxiety.
When Hua Fangfang heard this, she was immediately surprised and said in astonishment:
"Is there such a thing? Since this kid likes to laugh, why didn't he come and tell me in person instead of running to Xian'an Palace?"
"I guess Dean Xiaolin is afraid that you won't agree?"
Wei Zhongxian replied, secretly scolding the Hakka family for looking for trouble. He thought about it and chuckled:
"So the holy lady didn't dare to make the decision on this matter, so she went to see His Majesty herself."
Hua Fang made a sound, shook his head and said:
"This kind of thing actually alarmed His Majesty?"
Wei Zhongxian nodded repeatedly, "Yes, His Majesty also means that this matter depends on your opinion, so our family made a special trip here just for this matter."
Wei Zhongxian finished speaking in one breath, picked up the tea cup in his hand, and looked at Hua Fangfang with some anxiety.
To be honest, he felt that this matter was very unreliable.
Not to mention the age difference between Yan Xiaoxiao and Lin Ping'an, their identities are not on the same level at all.
Yan Xiaoxiao is the leader of Jin Cong and Qingtian Sword, and she is also the adopted daughter of Hua Fangfang. With this status, it is not an exaggeration to marry a relative of the emperor.
On the other hand, Lin Ping'an was just an ordinary civilian in Guangning City who accidentally learned the art of blood transfusion under the guidance of the God of Medicine. Apart from that, he was useless. Even if he had a little cleverness or some talent, it would not stand out at all.
Therefore, Wei Zhongxian felt that there was a high probability that Shang Hua Fang Fang would refuse in one breath.
However, what he didn't expect was that Hua Fangfang pondered for a moment. Not only did he not refuse, but he cupped his hands towards Wei Zhongxian and said:
"I have troubled Wei Gong to worry about this matter. I would like to thank you in advance."
Wei Zhongxian's heart skipped a beat when he heard this.
"What? It was Old Wei just now, and now he calls me Mr. Wei!"
He shouted in his heart, his face almost turned into a flower with a smile.
You must know that although there is only one word difference between Wei Gong and Wei Eunuch, their meanings are completely different.
And it came out of Hua Fangfang’s mouth. It felt so good!
So he hurriedly raised his hands to Hua Fangfang and returned the greeting:
"The dean is too polite. In our hearts, the dean is as high as a mountain and we dare not look up. Wei Zhongxian has long wanted to come to visit, but he has always been worried that the dean would look down on the status of our eunuch, so he has been delaying. I dare not come here, I hope the dean will forgive me!"
Wei Zhongxian's words were extremely sincere. He was born in the market and had some loyalty to the world. As the saying goes, I respect others as much as I respect myself. Hua Fangfang treated him like this today, which really touched him.
"Then what does the dean mean?"
he asked again.
But when he saw the flowers, he said directly without thinking too much:
"Xiaoxiao is already sixteen this year. She has not liked female celebrities since she was a child. Instead, she likes to dance with guns and sticks like that man. To be honest, I am also worried about her marriage. If you think she is like this, which family in the capital Dare you marry your young master?"
Hearing this, Wei Zhongxian was stunned.
He looked at Hua Fangfang blankly, always feeling that something was wrong, but he heard Hua Fangfang continue to say:
"Although Lin Pingan was born into a poor family, his nature is simple and kind. If the two of them can get married, Xiaoxiao will definitely not be wronged."
After saying this, he looked at Wei Zhongxian and asked: "Old Wei, what do you think?"
Wei Zhongxian was dumbfounded. This was completely different from what he expected.
"Hua Fangfang actually agreed? What's wrong with this meow?"
He shouted in his heart and asked stammeringly:
"Master Dean, are you kidding?"
"How can you joke about something like this?"
Hua Fangfang looked at Wei Zhongxian and said with a smile: "Old Wei, to tell you the truth, I have been looking forward to holding my grandson for a long time."
Wei Zhongxian swallowed with some difficulty and confirmed again: "Mr. Dean, do you really agree to marry Miss Xiaoxiao to Lin Pingan?"
"As long as this girl is willing, of course I have no objection."
Hua Fangfang gave Wei Zhongxian an extremely positive answer, but Wei Zhongxian was stunned again.
Since ancient times, parents have made the final decision on marriage matters. When Hua Fangfang said this, was she deliberately trying to excuse herself?
Wei Zhongxian thought for a while and felt that it was impossible. Who was the dean of the flower garden? If he didn't want to, there was no need to find a reason to stop him.
Thinking of this, he asked hesitantly:
"Master Dean, is Miss Xiaoxiao willing?"
Hua Fangfang waved her hands and said with a smile:
"Old Wei, why are you so impatient? I'll tell you later if I can ask Xiaoxiao over."
After saying this, he pointed to the pot of tea on the table and sighed:
"This tea is collected from the top of Mount Emei in Sichuan. The tea has a strong but not greasy aroma, and it can also soothe the mind and refresh the mind. Unfortunately, the annual production is too small. Lao Wei, you might as well try it."
Although Wei Zhongxian is uneducated, he is still good at drinking tea.
Mainly because there was too much tribute tea in the palace, and Zhu Youxiao didn't like drinking tea, so most of the good tea went into his stomach. Over time, he gained some experience in drinking tea.
In fact, from the first sip of tea, Wei Zhongxian had already noticed that this tea was unusual. However, when he heard the words "clear the heart and wake up the brain" in Hua Fang's mouth, his old habit of being suspicious suddenly returned.
"Isn't he trying to talk to me again?"
Wei Zhongxian speculated in his heart, but took another sip of tea and admired sincerely:
"Our family drinks a lot of tea. The dean's tea is indeed unique. Since it comes from the top of Mount Emei, it is extremely precious and the output will naturally not be high."
"So this tea is better to drink a little less."
Hua Fangfang said with a hint of sadness: "Just like us old men, our lives are getting shorter and shorter every day."
After saying this, he laughed helplessly.
Looking at Hua Fangfang's face full of furrows and self-deprecating smile, a trace of sadness suddenly rose in Wei Zhongxian's heart for no apparent reason.
In his mind, he recalled his heroic spirit in the market when he was young, and his desolation and desperation in middle age, to his current position as a high-ranking minister, with endless glory, wealth and overwhelming power.
Everything seems to have happened in the blink of an eye, and he has now become a wrinkled old man like the flowers in front of him.
This kind of sadness was something he had never thought of before, but now it was ignited by Hua Fangfang's unintentional words, like a wildfire in the wilderness, burning more and more fiercely.
"It turns out that I will die too, so I don't seem to have too many days left to live."
Wei Zhongxian shouted sadly in his heart, but the voice of Hua Fangfang came to his ears again:
"Sometimes I wonder, what is the purpose of living? How many people will remember me after I die? How will those people evaluate me, an old man?"
Hua Fangfang's words hit Wei Zhongxian's heart like a heavy hammer. His hand trembled and half a cup of tea spilled out.
