Lu Qiuhong asked: "Mother-in-law, are you old this year?"

The old woman said with a smile: "I am sixty, but my health is still good. Have you seen it? The old man and I planted all the flowers and grass in the garden outside."

Fu Yaxuan said: "There are many beautiful flowers, and some are rare herbs."

The old man smiled and said: "Girl, you are really a discerning person. Let me take you to see the treasures I have planted."

So, Fu Yaxuan and others followed the old man and the old woman to enjoy flowers and grass in the yard and chat.

When the sun turned west, Uncle Cheng, the boatman, finished work and returned home. He couldn't help but be pleasantly surprised when he saw guests coming to his house. But when he saw the four people clearly, he was more surprised than happy.

He stood blankly at the door, watching four young people and two people sitting in a row, chatting, and the brilliant light of the setting sun fell behind them. What a beautiful scenery was that?

Finally, Fu Yaxuan found Uncle Cheng, so he went up to him and said with a smile: "Are you back?"

Uncle Cheng didn't answer but asked: "Why are you here?"

Fu Yaxuan smiled and said, "Uncle, don't mind. After listening to the story you told me, I wanted to come and see Mr. Cheng."

Uncle Cheng looked at Fu Yaxuan suspiciously, half believing her words.

It’s good to be aware of precautions. Otherwise, the world will be filled with many scammers.

Fu Yaxuan continued: "We are from the capital. We know that the emperor cherishes talents, so we want to encourage Mr. Cheng to take the exam in the capital."

After hearing what she said, Uncle Cheng felt relieved and his eyes shone. He felt that his brother had met someone noble. He said earnestly: "Girl, my brother is still in private school. I will take you there."

"Then it's your turn."

After Fu Yaxuan and others said goodbye to the old man and old woman, they followed Uncle Cheng on another country road.

…

In the private school, Fu Yaxuan finally saw the scholar named Cheng Yulin. He was just like what she imagined. His white clothes beat the snow, his heart was loyal to the sun, he walked in the Confucian style, and his words and smiles brought out the joy of spring.

After school, the students sang the school song and went back one after another. Cheng Yulin walked in the classroom, taking care of the remaining work.

Fu Yaxuan, Cui Moyao, Lu Qiuhong and Han Gao walked in slowly and stood quietly at the door, looking at him quietly.

He also saw them, greeted them and smiled humbly: "What do you want?"

"I came here specifically to find you." Fu Yaxuan said calmly.

From her calm expression, Cheng Yulin seemed to sense something and invited them to sit in the classroom and served them tea respectively.

Fu Yaxuan showed the token he carried with him and said with a smile: "I am an imperial minister of the imperial court. I was ordered by the emperor to inspect the people's situation in various places. I happened to be here a few days ago."

Cheng Yulin was stunned and asked: "Sir, I didn't commit anything, did I?"

His honesty made Fu Yaxuan couldn't help but smile and said: "Of course not. I'm not that bad. Whoever I find will be the one who commits the crime. That would be bad. I'm not that bad."

Cheng Yulin couldn't help scratching his head and laughing naively.

Fu Yaxuan took a sip of tea, and the atmosphere gradually became easy-going. She smiled and said: "As we have been walking all the way these days, we have really realized the famous saying: Reading thousands of books is not as good as traveling thousands of miles."

"It seems that you have benefited a lot." Cheng Yulin's eyes were innocent and clear when he smiled.

Such a person is like water gushing from a spring, clean and clear from the inside out, and his entire mind can be seen at a glance.

Fu Yaxuan finally understood why Miss Hu fell in love with this poor scholar. Although he was a dull scholar who didn't understand the charm, he had an innocent and lovely side.

"Meifeng Town is really beautiful and unique. It's such a beautiful place with beautiful mountains and rivers. It makes people reluctant to leave once they come here."

"Your Majesty, please stay here for a few more days, so that I can have the opportunity to take you around for fun." Cheng Yulin said sincerely.

"We now live in Hu Mansion in the west of the city." Fu Yaxuan's clear voice sounded slowly.

As soon as these words came out, Cheng Yulin's face suddenly darkened. The pain was revealed without concealment, and the loneliness was beyond words. He was completely immersed in his own sadness.

"Mr. Cheng, are you okay?" Fu Yaxuan looked at him with concern.

Cheng Yulin finally came back to his senses, managed a smile and said, "I'm fine."

"That's good." Fu Yaxuan gave him a bright smile, and then said: "Last night, Miss Hu gave me a dream."

As she spoke, she paused deliberately.

The moment he heard the words "Miss Hu", Cheng Yulin's smile was fixed on his face. Then the smile gradually turned sad, his lips trembled, and he covered his face with his hands, holding back tears and trying his best.

After calming down, he finally couldn't help it anymore, covered his face and cried bitterly.

Fu Yaxuan handed him a white handkerchief. He took it and wiped away his tears. He tried to remain calm and said with a smile: "I'm sorry, I lost my temper."

"It's okay, I understand." Fu Yaxuan nodded towards him.

"You continue."

Fu Yaxuan looked at him, hesitated, and finally spoke: "I just said that Miss Hu gave me a dream. She said that she died unjustly and that Xiao Yuandong was the one who murdered her."

Hearing this, Cheng Yulin thought for a moment, moved his lips, and hesitated to speak, but in the end he said nothing.

Fu Yaxuan kept paying attention to the expression on his face and asked softly: "Don't you want to avenge her?"

Cheng Yulin suddenly grabbed Fu Yaxuan's shoulders, knelt down on the ground, and said in a hoarse voice: "I want to see her, I just want to hear her, sir..."

He cried, and his voice broke when he said the last word.

Fu Yaxuan was stunned for a moment, and she just felt sad. What kind of relationship is it to make a man cry like this?

Maybe she came here by mistake today. She really shouldn't mention this name to him. It would be equivalent to opening his newly healed scars. She suddenly felt that she was so cruel.

"Mr. Cheng, there is no resurrection after death, so you have to express your condolences." Fu Yaxuan comforted him softly.

He wiped away his tears, nodded, and choked with sobs: "I'm sorry, I lost my temper again."

He cried sadly, which was expected by Fu Yaxuan, but it seemed a little unreasonable, so she asked: "Have you paid homage to Miss Hu recently?"

Cheng Yulin raised his foggy tearful eyes and said with a slightly surprised expression: "I will go there every few days. I am afraid that she will be lonely down there alone, so I always want to talk to her, but sometimes I run into Hu

Uncle Hu and Aunt Hu didn't go there because they didn't like to see me. I plan to go tomorrow."

Fu Yaxuan had more doubts in her heart and asked again: "When was the last time you went?"
Chapter completed!