Pan Xiaoxian is smart and knows how to maneuver, but he is still depressed when facing the current situation.
No matter how flexible your brain is, you can't conjure up an isolated pot of spring orchids out of thin air.
Shang Jinglan was even more anxious than Pan Xiaoxian: "I'll go home and ask Master to find out who has an orphan Chunlan at home."
Pan Xiaoxian could only place her only hope on Shang Jinglan. If she couldn't find out the news, she really wouldn't be able to find the second rare Chunlan.
Pan Xiaoxian returned to the study room of the girls' school. He had been listless all day, and he was so tired that he had no energy.
Yun Niang came here several times, wanting to comfort him, but she didn't know where to start.
Yun Niang went to find her little sister, the housekeeper of a high-ranking official's house in Jinling, to find out about the orphan Chunlan.
As a result, many ladies in charge had never even heard of Gupin Chunlan.
"fine."
Pan Xiaoxian said it was okay, and sent Yun Niang away who felt guilty for not being able to help. He was getting more and more impatient.
Just waiting for news from Shang Jinglan.
Pan Xiaoxian didn't have much hope and could only think of other ways.
"Longevity flower?"
When Zhao Xiangxiang heard that Pan Xiaoxian wanted to raise a pot of longevity flowers, she wanted to say that longevity flowers were just ordinary flowers and plants with a nice name but not much use.
Zhao Xiangxiang did not say anything. For Pan Xiaoxian, who only had one month left to live, it would be good to be busy, which would be a bit of hope.
It's better than enduring a month of despair and being taken to the capital for questioning.
Pan Xiaoxian asked Zhao Xiangxiang for help and bought a bunch of flowers and plants with good meanings such as longevity flowers and jade trees, and kept them at home.
The total cost was less than one tael of silver.
Zhao Xiangxiang saw a lot of flowers and plants placed in her yard, all of them worthless flowers and plants, but she didn't say anything disappointing.
In the past few days, Zhao Xiangxiang has not only been busy helping with purchases, but also helped with watering and fertilizing.
I just hope that Pan Xiaoxian's mood will be better.
"teacher."
Shang Jinglan walked in.
Pan Xiaoxian finally saw her come, and hurriedly stood up and walked out: "How is it? Have you heard the news?"
Shang Jinglan nodded first, then shook his head: "I found it, but I didn't find it either."
Pan Xiaoxian was confused and didn't understand what Shang Jinglan meant.
Shang Jinglan was exhausted from running all the way. He walked to the water tank, picked up the wooden gourd and drank some water.
Pan Xiaoxian wanted to stop him: "With your wealth, you usually drink rose scented water and freshly squeezed lotus root juice. To put it bluntly, you have to use bird's nests to soak your feet. I can't let you drink well water."
Shang Jinglan didn't pay attention and said with a smile: "I've never drank well water before, but I took a big sip today. It's quite sweet."
Pan Xiaoxian shook his head helplessly. Shang Jinglan was so hungry that he couldn't bear the anger of Shang Jinglan's father.
Shang Jinglan took a big gulp of cold water and continued: "Teacher should know that some of the late emperor's concubines lived in the hills behind Jiming Temple. They usually eat fast, chant Buddha's name, and spend their entire lives guarding the ancient Buddha with a green lantern."
Pan Xiaoxian was pleasantly surprised: "You mean, one of the concubines has a pot of orphan spring orchid in his hand."
Shang Jinglan nodded: "There is a concubine named Wan who raises the ancestral Chunlan with ten thousand characters, but..."
Shang Jinglan looked at the surprised Pan Xiaoxian and explained the reason why he shook his head: "Let's not mention that no one can enter the back mountain, because last time we brought Chen Yuanyuan out, Liu Rushi couldn't get in. Even if he went to the back mountain, Shan once met the concubine named Wan, but he didn't have enough face to leave Chunlan with the surname Wan."
Pan Xiaoxian was silent. His hopes had just been ignited, but they were extinguished again.
The good news brought by Shang Jinglan is as good as unsaid.
On the contrary, it made Pan Xiaoxian even more tormented. He clearly knew where the hope of rescue was, but he couldn't find it right in front of him.
Pan Xiaoxian never feels sorry for himself when doing things. He can't bear the slightest blow. Until the day of death, he will try his best to find a way out for himself.
Pan Xiaoxian hurriedly went out: "Zhao Xiangxiang helps me take care of the flowers and plants at home. I'm going out. I must take care of them and don't let the flowers and plants at home die."
Zhao Xiangxiang nodded and said that she would take good care of him and would do her best to help Pan Xiaoxian now.
Shang Jinglan looked at Pan Xiaoxian's leaving figure and left in a hurry, going back to continue inquiring about the news.
Pan Xiaoxian left home, not to go anywhere else, but to the house where Chen Yuanyuan lived.
At present, the only person who can ask for Ten Thousand Words Chunlan is Chen Yuanyuan.
Since she was drugged last time, Chen Yuanyuan moved closer to Zhang Fengyi's house.
Chen Yuanyuan lives behind Zhang Fengyi's house. It was once a garden built by a Yangzhou salt merchant. Later, she was in the wrong team and her house was ransacked.
There were a few more people at the front and back doors of the house. There were several female sumo wrestlers who were guarding the house to prevent the situation from happening again.
Pan Xiaoxian came to the front door of the house. There were many young men standing there using various excuses to get in, but they were all stopped by the female sumo wrestlers.
Pan Xiaoxian walked over and was directly let in by the female sumo wrestler. He had to come out before dark.
A young man was unconvinced: "You can tell from his blue official uniform that a petty official the size of a sesame seed and a mung bean can get in."
The female sumo wrestler glared at the young master: "He is Chen Yuanyuan's teacher, of course he can go in."
A teacher.
The young master was all choked up and speechless. Suddenly he felt that the green official uniform on his body no longer smelled good.
Let alone the green official uniform, even if it is a blue official uniform, I want to change it with Pan Xiaoxian's official uniform.
Pan Xiaoxian walked into the house and was confused. It didn't look like a luxurious garden built by Yangzhou salt merchants, but more like a farmland in the countryside.
Chen Yuanyuan is a stoic person with very low material requirements, and she will get everything she wants to eat and drink by herself.
The gardens were bulldozed and transformed into large areas of farmland, where various crops were grown, including several acres of sorghum.
Pan Xiaoxian learned from the female sumo that Chen Yuanyuan was weeding in the sorghum field, and walked directly towards the sorghum field.
Pan Xiaoxian stood next to the sorghum field. When he got in, he couldn't help but be happy: "I am drilling into the sorghum field with Chen Yuanyuan."
Pan Xiaoxian pushed aside the dense sorghum and walked inside.
The moment he saw Chen Yuanyuan's figure.
Pan Xiaoxian almost spit out a nosebleed.
It was very hot at noon.
Chen Yuanyuan only wore a short-sleeved shirt, holding a hoe in her hand to hoe the ground. A pair of large papayas on her chest kept swinging back and forth as the hoe waved.
During the day, when no one was at home, Chen Yuanyuan wore a pair of large short-sleeved shirts to make herself comfortable. Through the gaps under her armpits, she could clearly see the white, tender and plump papayas inside.
When Chen Yuanyuan bent down to hoe the ground, she stuck out her round and upturned buttocks, facing Pan Xiaoxian's face.
Pan Xiaoxian glanced around, seeing everything was airtight sorghum, and a very bad idea came to his mind.
He threw Chen Yuanyuan directly into the sorghum field.
