Zhou Fan has been busy these two days in order to investigate the criminal evidence of Chen Youcai, the governor of Chishan City. Xiaobai is not in a good mood and is too lazy to accompany him to investigate. Zhou Fan was originally very puzzled, but Xiaobai attaches great importance to this case.
There were three trials and five orders on the way. This time, she wanted to collect the evidence against Chen Youcai herself. Zhou Fan saw that it was rare for her to be so concerned about one thing, so he followed her. Who knew that after shopping yesterday afternoon, the little queen
So I kicked him out and asked him to collect evidence against Chen Youcai. The reason was that you made me unhappy!
Zhou Fan was very sad and angry. Did it only take a day or two for me to make you angry? Why have I never seen you so abusive before?
After driving for a day, eating two pieces of mung bean cake, and letting him go out for a run without even drinking water, the prime minister was so undignified, but he had to succumb to Xiaobai's power. With his smart mind,
I've turned it around hundreds of times, but I just can't figure out where on earth he stepped on her little tail?
Xiaobai had insomnia that night. He tossed and turned and couldn't fall asleep. His heart felt as if he had been bitten by something. It was sore and painful. The pain was not so deep to the bones, but it was quite clear.
The next day, as soon as Zhou Fan went out, Xiaobai got up and went out lazily after having breakfast. She finally got out of the palace once. It was not worth it to be unhappy because of the inexplicable mood. It would be better to stay in the room without leaving.
Where is the palace? So Xiaobai decided that she wanted to have a good time, have a good time, trample some annoying person under her feet and enslave her hard.
Chishan City is very famous for its sycamore trees. There are rows of tall sycamore trees planted on the streets of the city. It is autumn, and the sycamore leaves turn yellow. The autumn wind blows, and the butterflies fall from the trees one by one. The butterflies that want to spread their wings are so beautiful.
artistic conception.
Xiaobai stood under the sycamore tree, looking up at the beautiful and tall sycamore tree with a beautiful smile. When will she be as beautiful as the sycamore tree?
This is a very beautiful picture.
The girl is wearing a pink pleated skirt, with her long hair like a waterfall simply pulled up, and a beautiful jade hairpin inserted at an angle. She is as elegant and beautiful as the flowing clouds and the bright moon, and the sunlight shines through the gaps in the leaves.
There was a layer of light and shadow covering her body, which was breathtakingly beautiful.
We are always chasing beauty, but we forget that she is a very beautiful scenery, and she has her own person to appreciate it.
"Girl, is this your first time coming to Chishan City?" The fat lady walking by asked with a smile and was very kind. Xiaobai nodded.
"You really like the sycamore trees. Our sycamore trees in Chishan City are the most beautiful!" The aunt seemed to have little education and didn't know how to express it in words. She just said the word "beautiful", but Xiaobai saw sincere love on her face.
This persistent love for her hometown, this kind of piety, is like her missing everything in Fengcheng in her dream.
"Yes, it's very beautiful!" Xiaobai couldn't help but smile.
The fat aunt didn't expect such a cold girl to smile so beautifully, so she couldn't help but praise, "Girl, you smile so pretty, like a flower."
Xiaobai smiled lightly and said nothing. The aunt was waiting for her grandson who was going to buy snacks under the sycamore tree. She was a talkative person and couldn't help chatting with Xiaobai. "It's all thanks to our queen. We in Chishan City can have such beautiful phoenix trees."
, such a lively street is all due to her. Chishan City goes to the temple every first and fifteenth day to pray and wish our respected queen a long life. We people are really grateful to her!"
The aunt spoke very piously, and Xiaobai's heart felt warm. Is this what she is in the eyes of the people? Isn't this what she should do?
In Xiaobai's mind, being a queen is something she has to do in order to protect her parents. It is also her responsibility to let the people live a good life in peace and harmony. This seems to be a deep-rooted concept, and she should pay her dues.
, don’t care about the rewards.
She never thought that the people of her daughter's country would thank her, but hearing the simple faces and pious words of ordinary people made her heart warm, and she was actually moved to the point where her blood boiled.
Is this kind of emotion called moved?
Xiaobai didn't know it, but she truly felt the respect and love a common person had for the queen.
She remembered that when she was a child, Zhou Fan said when she was still her tutor, people, when standing at high places, are always blurry. In the eyes of people at low places, they are noble and unattainable. This is a kind of belief.
Regardless of the reason, the faith that they follow for life is like the imperial palace, which has always been a symbol of imperial power. When the country is in crisis and the people are attacked by natural and man-made disasters, the first place they look at is the imperial palace. They hope that their faith can give them
Hope and help.
Zhou Fan told her such a story. There was a war between two countries a long time ago. The first thing the emperor of the victorious country did after the war was to burn down the palace of the defeated country, burning down the faith of the defeated country in one fell swoop.
The motivation for them to succeed, Zhou Fan said, is that this emperor is very smart.
Xiaobai is such an existence to the people of the Daughter Kingdom.
They don't understand what kind of person the Queen is, and they don't care what kind of person the Queen is. They only remember that the Queen is their belief and their hope, and they will only be grateful for the contribution the Queen has made.
Xiaobai lowered his head and smiled. Perhaps, she did not deserve all these honors. Zhou Fan was the one who worked hard and dedicated his life.
"What are you laughing at, girl?"
"No, I think what you say is very interesting."
"Really? Haha... My grandson is often amused by me." The aunt smiled heartily. Before, Xiaobai must have thought that people who could laugh like this must be very stupid and stupid people, but now he suddenly felt,
This is great.
Look at the street, everyone smiling like this is so happy.
Because the country is peaceful and the people are safe, the world is at peace.
"If I have the chance, I will definitely go to Huadu during Halloween to see what our queen looks like. She must be beautiful, capable, and very kind." The fat aunt said with admiration.
Xiaobai smiled, she was good-looking and capable, but she was not friendly at all!
"My grandson is here. Girl, you must like sycamores. There is a large sycamore forest in the north of the city. It is very beautiful!" The fat aunt waved to Xiaobai, took her grandson and left.
A very enthusiastic person!
Even she was envious of this innate enthusiasm, unlike her, where everything was frozen.
North of the city?
You might as well go take a look!
Anyway, it’s hard to refuse such hospitality!
There is indeed a sycamore forest in the north of the city. It is very large and seems endless. Xiaobai heard people say five years ago that there is a sycamore mountain here. The mountains and hills are covered with sycamore trees. The sycamore trees in the streets of Chishan City were also transplanted from here.
past.
There are many tourists here. There is a temple on Wutong Mountain, which is the largest temple in Chishan City. Many people come here to pray and play, killing two birds with one stone.
Xiaobai likes to be quiet, so he doesn't join in the fun. There is also a large sycamore forest on the mountain. There are not many tourists, only in twos and threes. Relatively speaking, tourists like to go to the mountain. Looking down from the mountain is beautiful.
The scenery at the bottom of the mountain is flat and uninteresting, and there are naturally few people.
The further you walked to the back of the Wutong Forest, the quieter, quieter and more elegant it became. Xiaobai liked it very much, and his mood became brighter after a day of depression.
A gust of autumn wind blew by, Xiaobai raised her head, and the sycamore leaves fell one after another. She smiled happily and reached out to catch them. The golden leaves fell on the palm of her hand, with a faint and charming fragrance.
There was a scent of ink in the air, and Xiaobai was startled. There was a pavilion to her right, and a young man in white with his head lowered was writing something on the rice paper. The gesture was smooth and wonderful.
, extremely chic.
Xiaobai approached curiously, and the young man raised his head just in time. He was wearing a snow-white gown, simple and elegant. The young man had strange bones, a tall figure, and was as handsome as a white lotus emerging from the water.
The jade tree stands in the wind, as warm and moist as jade.
The boy looked at Xiaobai with no surprise in his eyes, only a slight panic. Xiaobai followed his gaze and stared in surprise, "You drew me?"
The girl in the painting has a familiar outline, an unfamiliar smile, her head is raised, her clothes are flying, and the sycamore leaves are falling all over the sky. She is extremely beautiful. Although it is not completed yet, it is indeed Xiaobai.
The young man grasped that charm very accurately.
"Girl, I'm sorry, I apologize for being so rude, but it's really because..." The young man tried to explain, but he didn't know where to start. He had just been studying in the pavilion, and when he caught a glimpse, the scene was so beautiful that he wanted to use his pen.
Recorded, it is definitely a scene worth a thousand dollars.
"The person you drew seems a little different from me?" Xiaobai propped up her chin. Is her smile like this? Is it so sweet? It seems like she was in love for the first time... little fool!
The young man was stunned for a moment, "That's right, it's beautiful!"
Xiaobai smiled sheepishly, and the young man said calmly: "Can you wait until the painting is finished before I look at it?"
"OK!"
The boy rolled up his sleeves and painted seriously again. Xiaobai's outline became clearer and his smile became clearer. Even every wrinkle on his clothes was so distinct. The boy drew another row of sycamore trees, floating in the air.
One more leaf will appear to be an eyesore, while one less leaf will appear to lack artistic conception.
Xiaobai watched him painting on the side, occasionally looking at the boy. He didn't raise his head from beginning to end, he was very focused on the drawing paper. She couldn't help but admire his memory. Could it be that he had remembered everything just after a sudden glance.
Every stroke has a magical effect. After a while, the artistic conception is blurred, with the freshness of the early blooming lotus and the lingering feeling of the sycamore tree in the autumn rain.
"Okay!" The boy put down his pen and Xiaobai gave a thumbs up, "You are great!"
This was definitely the first time that Xiaobai, apart from her two fathers, gave a thumbs up to praise someone, and it was a sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy.
The young man smiled warmly, his brows stretched, and there was a sense of alienation, but it did not make people feel cold. "Thank you, girl! If the person in the painting was not you, it would not have such an effect."
"How to say?"
"I don't know!" The young man's brows flashed with a faint smile.
It was very quiet here. Xiaobai saw a few books and rice paper in the pavilion and secretly guessed that he must have been reading just now. This was indeed a good place.
"May I have your name?"
"Xu Mubai..."
"Ah...it's Xiaobai again..." Xiaobai blurted out, Xu Mubai was slightly stunned, Xiaobai waved his hand and laughed awkwardly, "I'm not talking about you, I think of my ball, also called Xiaobai...
No, no, his name is not Xiaobai, and you are not Xiaobai either..."
It seems that the more she talks, the more wrong she becomes. What is she talking about in such nonsense? Xiaobai tilts his head sadly and angrily, "Just think of what you said just now as nonsense!"
Xu Mubai chuckled softly. At that moment, the whole world seemed to light up. Xiaobai felt that he was humiliated and thrown into Fengjiabao, "What about you?"
"Me?" Xiaobai smiled, "Feng Suwan."
"Miss Feng, this is the first time we meet, please forgive Mubai for being abrupt!" Xu Mubai apologized for painting without her consent.
"Don't call me so unpleasant, just call me Su Wan. Xu Mubai, are you a painter?"
Compared to Xiaobai's cheerfulness, Xu Mubai just smiled faintly and said, "No, it's just a hobby in my spare time. I can't be called a painter!"
"You're being modest. None of my painters have your level of skill." Xiaobai muttered. What a hobby he has in his spare time. He is actually the royal painter who has good brush skills. Sure enough, there are certain things about people.
no the same.
"Su Wan is not from Chishan City, right?" Xu Mubai asked with a smile.
Xiaobai shook his head, "I've only been here for a little over a day."
"No wonder!"
Feng Qingyun's words made Xiaobai raise his eyebrows. Is it difficult to understand if I don't know you? You seem to be very famous?
who is it?
Xiaobai shrugged her shoulders. She wouldn't stay in Chishan City for a long time, so who he was had nothing to do with her.
"Xu Mubai, do you usually choose places like this to play?"
"Yes, it's very quiet. Why are you here? Very few people come here."
"Come as you please." Xiaobai responded casually and walked out of the pavilion. The scenery here was more beautiful than what she had seen before. It would be wonderful if the parasol trees in Chishan City could be transplanted to Huadu.
"Visitors to Chishan City all like the sycamore trees here." Xu Mubai also came out of the pavilion and asked with a gentle smile, "There is a more beautiful sycamore forest over there. Are you interested in taking a look?"
Xiaobai followed the direction of Xu Mubai's finger and took the lead, "Okay!"
Xu Mubai smiled. The sunshine at noon was very bright. It fell from the gaps in the sycamore leaves and was printed on the ground in bits and pieces, like naughty stars jumping. Xiaobai's heart was filled with joy, and there was a little bird in his heart.
Sing happily.
"Xu Mubai, there must be many lovers in your Chishan City who come to have a tryst in the Wutong Forest, right?" Xiaobai made a splash. Xu Mubai was also a broad and elegant person, but he was taken aback by her boldness, and he quickly nodded,
She is right, this is a paradise for lovers to meet.
"Wutong Forest is not only a paradise for trysts, but also the place where many lovers meet for the first time. It is beautiful all year round. People from other places like to come here. Even the people of Chishan City also like this place, especially young men and women. Legend has it that
Among them, men and women who meet and fall in love in the Wutong Forest will receive the blessing of Yue Lao and grow old together." Xu Mubai said with a faint smile.
Xiaobai waved his hand, "There are no people in the world who are older than the moon or the sun. My father said it was a lie. Don't believe it!"
Xu Mubai chuckled... This little girl is really interesting!