Jinghong Building

"Okay, I agree!"

He Ran's answer was unexpected. Hei Mei didn't expect her to be so happy. It took a while to react. Did He Ran agree?

"Do you really agree?" The black girl's eyes, which were clearly black and white, were wide open.

He Ran picked up a piece of oil and put it in her mouth, chewed it, swallowed it, and then said, "Yes, I agreed."

"Why?" asked the black girl again.

"Didn't you tell me all that? Many princes have lived there. You also said, how can the place where the princes have lived? I'm stupid and have a lot of money. I'm short of money now, and I'm very short of money. "He Ran said.

Heimei's heart was raised again: "Are you short of money? Then do you still have the money to build Jinghong Tower for me?"

"Building a building is a small amount of money, I can still take out this money." He Ran picked up another piece of oil. Hei Mei was right, this family's oil is authentic.

"Building a building is small money, then what is big money?" Hei Mei was confused. That was building a building, Jinghong Building, how could it be a small money?

He Ran sighed: "You are still young, you don't understand."

Black girl

This meal was the best and most satisfying thing He Ran had after leaving the capital, and the black girl was drunk without any suspense.

He Ran didn't care about him. Anyway, he was very familiar with the boss here. Of course, she didn't pay the bill, so she bet the black girl here and left by herself.

Just kidding, she was used by him once, and he invited her to have a meal. Isn’t that right?

Lao Zhang never expected that this beautiful and decent lady would actually mortgage their gang leader to the money for the meal!

Lao Zhang used to be a beggar.

His family has been cooks for generations, but later his family offended people who should not be offended, and his family was destroyed and there was nothing left.

He became a beggar and joined the Beggars' Sect. Later, he saved some money and opened this small restaurant. On the surface, he was a small businessman, but in fact he was also a member of the Beggars' Sect.

The black girl was awakened by Lao Zhang's stinky feet. He took a long time to find out what this place was.

He quickly woke Lao Zhang up: "Where is the head of the family?"

Lao Zhang was sleeping in a daze: "I left early."

After dawn, Hei Mei learned that He Ran had not even paid for the meal, and when she bet him here, she didn't know what to say.

He still vaguely remembered what plan He Ran asked him to write, plan?

At this time, He Ran was listening to Xinggu’s report in Jinghong Tower.

"Feng Xieying was seriously injured. She originally wanted to go back to the Jin Palace to recuperate, but the King of Jin was also injured at that time, so Feng Xieying went to Mount Wutai."

He Ran asked, "Wutai Mountain? He is recuperating in the temple? Have you found out which temple it is?"

"Our people have not sent back the news yet." Xinggu said.

Seeing that He Ran seemed to care about this matter, Xinggu asked, "Master, should we pay more attention to Feng Xieying in the future?"

"Yes, I'm very interested in him, and his articles are really well written." He Ran was not stingy with praise for Feng Xieying. She really liked Feng Xieying's articles, so she asked him for advice. Min's manifesto spread all over the world.

Xinggu smiled: "Feng Xieying was just famous in Jinyang before, but now she is famous all over the world."

He Ran also smiled: "That's why he wants to thank me. There are really not many three thousand liang committee members."

News about Mount Wutai quickly came back, and Feng Xieying lived in Jinghua Temple.

He Ran had been to Mount Wutai in her previous life, and she asked, "Jinghua Temple? I don't seem to have heard of it." Xinggu said, "I haven't heard of it either. I think it's not a big temple."

He Ran decided to go to Mount Wutai in person and meet Feng Xieying at Jinghua Temple.

Isn’t it a waste of talent if you don’t **** back and hide it?

So, when the black girl came to Jinghong Tower to find He Ran again, she was lost again, and He Ran was not here again.

Fortunately, this time, a little girl came over and told him that He Ran left him a note.

The black girl took it and took a look. It said, "I asked him to come back in seven days."

The black girl breathed a sigh of relief and was about to leave when the little girl who handed him the note said loudly, "Oh, it turns out that you recognize words, and you pretend not to recognize words, you are a liar!"

The black girl was so angry that she wanted to beat someone, but this was Jinghonglou. This little girl belonged to Jinghonglou, and he didn't want to beat the money he got.

"I just don't recognize words, but I just happen to recognize the words on this note."

The little girl shaved her face with her fingers: "You are a liar!"

The black girl glared at her and ran away as if she was running away.

No mistakes, one song, one content, one in 6, one book, one bar, one reading!

The next day, He Ran arrived at Mount Wutai. As she guessed, Jinghua Temple was very small. She found it after inquiring for a long time. Jinghua Temple was backed by Beitai, but the place was relatively remote. It would be difficult to find it if she had not searched it specifically.

Jinghua Temple is a Huayan Temple. Compared with other temples in Mount Wutai, it seems simple and shabby. There are only two main halls. There are open space behind the Great Hall, but there are only a few bricks and tiles. I think it has not continued. The money for building a temple is now available.

He Ran thought it would take more time to see Feng Xieying, but unexpectedly, after she explained her purpose, the little novice monk who asked her shouted loudly: "Donor Feng, Donor Feng, someone is looking for you, someone is looking for you!"

"Here's here."

With this sound, He Ran saw a man wearing monk's robe and walking on straw sandals carrying a bucket.

The bucket was swaying. He walked all the way, and the water in the bucket spilled all the way. When he walked to He Ran, there was only half a bucket of water in the bucket.

"Oh, Master Feng, look at you, the water you finally picked up has sprinkled again." The little shaman complained that their temple was far away from the well and there were no springs nearby. If you want to drink water, you have to walk a long way. .

"It's okay, I'll hit it a few more times." The man wiped the sweat from his forehead with his sleeve, and his hair was stuck to his face with sweat, blocking his eyes. He pushed his hair apart, and then he saw clearly the person standing in front of him. In addition to the little novice monk in the temple, there is another one. He looks like a woman, right?

"Donor Feng, this donor is here to find you." The little shaman pointed at He Ran and said.

"You are Feng Tan, Feng Xieying?" He Ran asked.

"Yes, it's me." The man put down the bucket and asked the little novice monk to take it to water the vegetables.

He Ran looked at the face whose hair had covered most of her face and tried to find Feng Xieying's shadow. She had seen Feng Xieying, who was a clean temperament and eye-catching person.

Feng Xieying was helpless when she saw it, so she had to use her fingers to push all the hair stuck to her face behind her ears, revealing a sweaty but somewhat familiar face.

He Ran smiled, clasped his fists and said, "He Ran from Jinghonglou came here without any appointment, disturbing you."

Feng Xieying nodded and returned the greeting: "It turns out that he is the head of the family, who has long been admired."

He Ran suddenly felt that it was a bit rude to have her hands empty. Seeing that the little novice monk had already brought back two empty buckets, she snatched the shoulder pole from Feng Xieying: "I'll help Mr. Feng carry water." (This chapter over)