The two of them walked all the way to the depths of the courtyard.

The fragrance of flowers becomes stronger.

It was just that the short girl in blue and the slender young scholar were walking one behind the other, and there was silence between them for a while.

So the atmosphere was a little awkward.

But yes, if it weren't for the conflict outside the academy, the two of them wouldn't have anything to talk about, and they probably wouldn't be able to get on with each other, so they don't know each other without fighting?

After all, how could a weird little girl like her appreciate the handsomeness of a human man...

When Zhao Rong was thinking wildly, he followed Jingzi and passed by the flower garden where Zhu Weirui was writing when Zhao Rong met her last time.

The two of them turned to a flower path.

Zhao Rong looked around curiously. There were quiet flower paths, tinkling spring water, and several exquisite buildings with carved beams and painted beams peeking out from among the forest leaves in front.

Maybe she noticed his doubts, or maybe she felt that the atmosphere was a bit awkward.

Jingzi tilted her head and looked at the clusters of orchids on both sides of the flower path, and whispered casually: "Sir, he is writing in the study, not far in front."

Zhao Rong responded with a smile, "That's it."

Not long after, the two of them reached the end of the flower path. Jingzi's eyebrows suddenly twitched, and she stopped immediately, left the flower path, and walked to a small cluster of orchids beside the road.

Zhao Rong also stopped and turned around to look.

The girl in blue walked to a few orchids with beautiful flowers, squatted down, holding a flower shovel in her hand, carefully submerged it into the soil, stirred it gently, and loosened the soil. She stared at the soil under the orchids and bit her lip.

Silent.

After a while, Jingzi breathed out softly, put away the flower shovel, stood up and returned to the flower path. She didn't look at Zhao Rong, she lowered her head slightly and continued walking forward, "Sorry for the long wait, young master, follow me."

"

Zhao Rong glanced at her, then looked at a few orchids, "It's okay."

The two continued to move forward, but then they passed by several flower bushes with shrunken petals. Jingzi's steps slowed down slightly, but they didn't go any further. Instead, they quickened their steps and focused on leading the way for Zhao Rong, but

The little girl kept her brows slightly furrowed and looked around, not knowing what she was thinking.

Zhao Rong had been watching this scene from behind. When he passed by a certain orchid bush that was not growing well, he thought for a moment and suddenly spoke to the small figure leading the way.

"These orchids are aerial roots...well, that is to say, they need to be breathable. They should be exposed to more than air."

Jingzi paused slightly, but did not turn around. She nodded and waved the flower shovel in her hand behind her back.

Zhao Rong looked around and said, "I don't think it's a big deal to go to all the trouble of loosening the soil for them one by one. The problem still needs to be started at the root."

Jingzi was quiet for a while. Looking back, her big black eyes looked at Zhao Rong, and she tilted her head slightly.

Zhao Rong smiled and said, "It's just a humble opinion. The soil in your Yilanxuan is of high quality and has sufficient fertility. It is more than enough to grow some magical flowers and herbs on the mountain. However, it is not very breathable. It can be grown in other seasons."

, it’s nothing, it’s just that in this dry autumn, the soil... is too stuffy.”

Jingzi looked down at the wet black soil on the shovel, then stretched out her hand to scratch her forehead.

"I know, the orchids need more ventilation... I know the feeling of being stuffed in the soil, it's very uncomfortable, well, but the soil in the yard now is the best soil we can find."

Zhao Rong nodded slightly and shook his head slightly.

Jingzi's face was filled with confusion. She bit her lip and hesitated for a while, then turned around and gave a salute.

"No need to be polite." Zhao Rong waved his hand and said directly:

"It's too much, but it's not enough. This orchid is a flower that can grow even in dangerous places in empty valleys. Wherever you need such a good fertilizer, any soil of the same type will do. Of course, the soil of this type is also particular... Why not try bamboo roots

What about mud? This soil is loose, breathable, and can drain water. Although it is not very fertile, it is very suitable for this orchid to live in."

Jingzi let out a light sigh and tapped the minibus with her finger. Her eyes gradually brightened, "You mean...the sandy soil under the bamboo? How did the young master know this? The young master also raised orchids?"

"I have read some in some miscellaneous books," Zhao Rong smiled, but he thought of a friend in his previous life who liked to mess with flowers and plants. He still remembered that the boy said that the city was too boring, and it was like being buried in soil full of fertilizer.

So I went to the mountains to teach, and after the last contact, I heard that I even created a garden...

Zhao Rong came back to his senses and said: "I just passed by Zunjing Pavilion and saw a bamboo forest on the right side."

"Young Master can do everything, he's very powerful," Jingzi's eyes were bright and she looked a little eager to try. The next second, the little girl turned around and pointed to the central one among several forest buildings not far ahead.

The house with the plaque.”

"That's Lanxuan's study. Sir is in there. Just remember to knock on the door before entering. However, Sir may also be fascinated by writing. Just wait a minute. I...I went to collect mud, bamboo root mud, bamboo root mud,

The sandy soil must be breathable, and there are bamboo leaves piled below to make fertilizer, which should be enough. Hey, why didn't I think of it before? I'm so stupid..."

After Jingzi gave her instructions, she kept mumbling.

Zhao Rong was slightly stunned and nodded.

The girl in blue ran away in a hurry, skipping and disappearing on the flower path where she came from, to find a "new home" for her sisters.

Zhao Rong looked back and smiled dumbly.

Then, he turned around and continued walking along the flower path in the direction Jingzi pointed just now.

Not long after, they arrived at the door of Lanxuan's study. Zhao Rong straightened his clothes and raised his hand to knock on the door.

After a while, no one answered.

He glanced at the door, thought for a moment, and in order to avoid seeing embarrassing scenes of taking a bath or changing clothes, he raised his hand and knocked lightly on the door.

dong dong dong

After a while, there was still no one.

Are you writing in a fascination? Are you immersed in it?

To be on the safe side, Zhao Rong turned around and went to the west window on the side of the study.

I saw that the west window was open, and generally there is a desk next to the window in the study room.

Zhao Rong didn't have any worries and looked directly into the room through the propped up window.

Sure enough, in front of a desk very close to him, there was a woman in Confucian robes, facing Zhao Rong sideways, bending down to write, with her upper body pressed against the desk, her face full of concentration, and her eyes staring straight at him.

On the copybook on the table, the handwriting of Qian Xisu, who is holding the brush, is moving like a dragon or a snake.

It's just that... the first time Zhao Rong took a look at this scene, he always felt that something was wrong and the picture was a bit uncoordinated.

Hey, where is the incoordination and what went wrong?

Zhao Rong frowned and took a closer look. The next second, he suddenly realized that his eyes were attracted by the place where Zhu Yourong's bent upper body was "attached" to the desk. This was not "attached" at all. This was clearly "pressure"!

I saw that magnificent scenery that Zhao Rong had never seen before. Just looking at it made me feel like it was weighing heavily on the desk.

For a moment, Zhao Rong's eyes were blank.

At this moment, I seemed to feel someone’s gaze.

Zhu Yourong suddenly turned his head.

The air between the two of them suddenly became quiet.
Chapter completed!