Time flies, time flies, autumn goes and spring comes, and a year has passed.
It seems that Yangming Academy has not changed much. The frost and dew on the eaves come and go, the snow falls and melts, but now it is still peaceful as time goes by. The lake surface of the pond between the pavilions is vast in summer, with green mountains and willows; in autumn, it is as clear as a mirror, with the clouds and sky the same colour; in winter, it is covered with ice and snow, and is pure and pure; and in spring, it is sparkling again, with a gentle breeze. The fish swimming in the water are still carefree and have not yet encountered Mei Jiu's vicious hands. The grassland behind the academy is growing with each passing year, and is once again vast and green. In the garden, there was the hustle and bustle of blooming flowers, and there was also a single beauty wrapped in silver.
Perhaps the only thing that has not changed at Yangming Academy is the tranquility of being isolated from the world and far away from the hustle and bustle.
At this time, a strange girl Qianying appeared in Yangming Academy. I saw that girl, her hair was like a waterfall in the forest, hanging down to her waist. The slightly fluttering skirt outlines a slim, graceful figure. The waist is slender, like a willow branch, exuding the unique charming charm of a girl. Her skin is fair and delicate, like a snow-white porcelain bowl. Her figure is elegant and elegant, as light as a petal. She shuttles around the courtyard like a beautiful elf between reality and fantasy, seeming to be looking for someone. Her facial features are as delicate as a carefully sculpted work of art, her eyes are as clear as water, and there are a few wisps of blush on her jade cheeks. She inadvertently reveals a shy and timid smile, which seems to give this quiet Yangming Academy , bringing a different flavor.
Finally, the girl stopped next to a tree in the grassland, and she found the person she was looking for. The girl looked up at the tree and said in a soft and melodious voice, "Master, it's time to wake up."
The so-called "master" on the tree actually doesn't look very old, but that's just what he looks like. His actual age is already over a thousand years old. He is none other than Ye Feng.
Ye Feng, who seemed to be sleeping on a thick tree trunk at the moment, seemed to be awakened by the girl's cry. He took away the open book covering his face, opened his eyes, squinted downwards, and then turned around, light and elegant. The ground fell in front of the girl.
But then there was a commotion in the tree and something fell. Ye Feng smiled and raised his right arm horizontally, holding the sky with his palm, and steadily caught the thing that fell from it. I saw a very smart and lively little golden monkey falling on Ye Feng's hand.
The little monkey is named "Xiao Man". It was accidentally picked up by Ye Feng when he was wandering in Yutao Village at the foot of the mountain three months ago. At that time, the monkey was seriously injured and dying. After being rescued by Ye Feng, it followed Ye Feng and refused to leave. Even though they couldn't drive her away, it turned out that the monkey's mother had been bitten to death by a poisonous snake, and her body was completely rotten. So Ye Feng took it to Yangming Academy.
Xiaoman didn't scream when he fell, because he knew that his master would definitely catch him.
Xiao Man glanced at Ye Feng, then at the girl, scratched his head, then turned his head and followed Ye Feng's arm, jumped up to Ye Feng's shoulder and sat down.
When the girl saw this, she said angrily: "Xiaoman comes down, you can't sit on the master."
Xiao Man seemed to understand Wan Ning's words, grinned like a monkey, and jumped into the girl's arms. The girl was also holding Xiaoman and stroking Xiaoman's head. It seems that the relationship between this man and the monkey is very close.
Ye Feng sighed and said:
"Wan Ning, I've told you many times. You are not a servant, so you don't need to call me Master, just call me Ye Feng." Wan Ning is the name of the girl in front of her.
Wan Ning stared deeply at the man in front of her who was more beautiful than herself, shook her head and said: "The master is the master."
Ye Feng also smiled bitterly, not wanting to correct her title anymore. If the correction was useful, Ye Feng wouldn't have changed it even after saying it dozens of times.
I heard Wan Ning continue: "Sister Xiruo and Aunt Meijiu have entered the secret realm of unity to practice. Before leaving, please let me tell the master..."
Seeing Wan Ning hesitate to speak, Ye Feng couldn't help but smile and said: "It doesn't matter, just say it."
Wan Ning's face suddenly turned as red as the sunset, and said: "Tell me not to mess around with flowers."
"..." Ye Feng was speechless for a moment. Do I look like Jiang Yu's pervert? Then Ye Feng sighed deeply. Now he was too lazy to quibble. No, he wanted to clarify the facts.
Ye Feng said weakly: "I know."
Suddenly, Ye Feng seemed to remember something and asked Wan Ning, "Is there any news from Boss Li?"
When Wan Ning heard this, she frowned slightly and combed Xiaoman's hair with her jade fingers for a moment, but then she said with her usual expression, "Yes."
Ye Feng said, "Okay, Wan Ning, I'll leave the family to you."
Wan Ning bowed and said respectfully: "Yes, sir."
Then Ye Feng disappeared from the spot.
. . .
Wan Ning was met by Ye Feng on Chaoyang Street in Yutao Village half a year ago.
Yutao Village is very poor and backward, and Chaoyang Street is the most prosperous place among them, but this "most prosperous" is only a relative term.
That day when Ye Feng arrived at Chaoyang Street, he changed his appearance to a vulgar and vulgar appearance, using the pseudonym Ye Er. I have to marvel at Ye Feng's extreme lack of talent in naming. Come to think of it, whenever he gives someone else a decent name, such as Ye Hongwu, he puts a lot of effort into it. As for naming himself, he is just casual.
Looking at the sparse flow of people on the street, Ye Feng felt a lot. No matter whether he was rich and prosperous or poor and backward, people had to live. And this is people, this is the fireworks on earth.
After Xia Yimo returned, he did implement some policies to improve people's livelihood, but without exception, the process was difficult. But this silly girl is stubborn. If she could ask for help, would she, as a teacher, not help her students? But since she didn't ask for it, she might as well try to trust the student. The worst case scenario is that she will overstep her qualifications and permissions if the situation is irreversible. Help her. After all, she is not a good person.
It's just a group of kindergarten kids playing around. Can't I, as an adult, calm things down and cure them?
on the street,
"Freshly picked crisp pears, big and sweet. No money if not sweet."
"Donkey meat is burned, five cents each."
"We sell steamed buns. They are thin-skinned, juicy and delicious. Come and try them."
"Candied haws, one bunch only costs one copper coin."
There are endless shouts and cries about various transactions. There were many adults and children gathered around various jugglers on the corner of the street. The guy soliciting customers in front of the store has a lot of nice things to say.
Ye Feng strolls to his destination and blends into the fireworks of the world. This is the time when Ye Feng is closest to humanity, and it is also the time when he understands humanity. This is Ye Feng's method of cultivating humanity.
"Get out of here!" Suddenly a very discordant voice sounded from nearby.
