The peasant boy of crossing

After Li Xinyi finished writing the letter, she handed the letter to Fang Jun, and said, "The villain understands what Mr. Zhao means, and everything the villain said is written in the letter. Please, Mr. Fang, hand over the letter to Mr. Zhao."

After finishing speaking, he arched his hands and said, "Thank you, Mr. Fang."

Fang Jun received the letter, thinking of Zhao Yuanwei's order, he wanted to say a few more words, but after hesitating, he had already walked to the door, and Li Xinyi was putting on the appearance of seeing off a guest.

He could only swallow the words on his lips, thinking that since everything he wanted to say was written in the letter, it would be useless to talk too much, so he left, got on his horse and left.

After Fang Jun left, Li Xinyi immediately walked under the plane tree.

Sure enough, some of the leaves of the cat's ear grass he planted were missing a large piece, and some were uprooted.It used to be a neat piece, but now it's not looking good.

Li Xinyi squatted down distressedly, and picked up the leaves.

Zhao Yuanwei's invitation is one thing, but whether he will go or not, and when, is another matter.

Li Xinyi really felt that she had no talent or virtue, and could only draw two strokes.But will there be one less painter in the huge Hangzhou Mansion?There are too many people who paint better than him, who are older and more prestigious than him.

He didn't think he was special in front of Zhao Yuanwei.

If there is friendship, when he was in Chuzhou, he, Zhao Yuanwei, came whenever he wanted, and said whatever he wanted.It's just to see that he is young and draw interestingly, just to tease him.

He wasn't stupid enough to think that people really valued him.

If he wanted to enter the officialdom and achieve fame, he would have been by Wu Su's side long ago, whether it was painting or reading sage books.Not to mention waiting for the magistrate to come to invite him, he is afraid that he will carry the painting and recommend himself to Wei Zheng.

But Zhao Yuanwei is the governor of a province after all, Li Xinyi can't refute his face.In any case, he could not refuse such a big show of face when someone sent a close friend to invite him.

Li Xinyi wanted to repeat the old trick again, and the 36 plan was the best.

In the spring of March, the grass grows and the warbler flies.

Li's mother saw that Li Xinyi's face was worried and unhappy these days.She asked him many times, but Li Xinyi was vague.

Mother Li then asked about Fang Jun who came a few days ago, and he also used "an old friend I met when I was in Chuzhou" to prevaricate Mother Li.

It's not that Li Xinyi doesn't want to tell the truth, but that he himself is struggling.

Is it a retreat?Or go ahead?

Reason told him that escaping would not solve any problems.But something flowing in his blood made him want to escape.

He doesn't want to face complicated people and things, he doesn't want to be at a loss when he doesn't know anything about the environment, and he doesn't want to be a tool in the hands of the superior who doesn't know what to use.

He instinctively wanted to stay away from all the things that made him feel uneasy, like an intuitive animal, sensing the crisis in advance, and then avoided it far away.

But the reason why human beings are different from animals is that no matter what time and space it is, this kind of wish is very extravagant.

On this day, Mother Li was going up the mountain to pick tea.

Wutong Village is surrounded by mountains on three sides, and most of them are low hills.Tea trees are planted on the mountain all the year round. These are artificially planted. Every time around Qingming, the women in the village will go to pick tea leaves.

But the tea that Mother Li wants to pick is not this one.

There is a mountain to the east of Wutong Village, which the locals call Yangmao Mountain.Old people who died in Wutong Village would choose to bury themselves on Yangmao Mountain.

Every year during the Ghost Festival, people will light a candle in front of the grave on the mountain.At night, the candles flicker on and off, and the candles all over the mountain seem to be able to light up the whole mountain.

At the top of the mountain, there is an old tea tree, which is said to have grown for thousands of years.

For Wutong Village, the old tea trees are of great significance.For so many years, people often go to the mountains to pick the leaves of old tea trees, which are said to be able to cure all kinds of poisons and prolong life.

Li Xinyi naturally didn't believe this, even the tenderest leaves tasted bitter.If he really wanted to be so godlike, wouldn't he have been bald long ago, how could he live for thousands of years.

Mother Li is going to pick tea, and what she picks is the leaves of the old tea tree.

Li Xinyi was worried that Mother Li would be alone, so she followed behind her and set off to the top of Yangmao Mountain with the big yellow dog.

Of course, the thousand-year-old tea tree will not be alone, surrounded by his descendants. If you want to pick the leaves of the old tea tree, you must go through the tea forest and finally climb up the tree to pick them.

The old tea tree is thick and has many branches, so it is not difficult to climb up to pick it.Moreover, Li Xinyi can only do it by herself, how can she let her elderly mother do the work of climbing trees.

It stands to reason that climbing trees and picking out bird eggs is one of the favorite activities of rural children. They hug the tree trunk with both hands, rub their feet together, and slide up, all in minutes.

Li's mother thought so too, and then she saw her son with her own eyes, rubbing his feet, the shoes were all rubbed off, and he hadn't gotten up yet.

Just as she was about to tell him to stop busy work, when she came, Li Xinyi finally went up.

Mother Li then lowered her head, looking for a convenient branch to hook up the bamboo basket and let Li Xinyi pick some young tea leaves from the top.

She just picked up the branch on this side, but Li Xinyi stepped on the ground on the other side.

Mother Li: "..."

Fortunately, Li Xinyi had quick eyesight and quick hands, and grabbed the branch, so she didn't fall directly.

It was just a 17-year-old boy, at the time when his bones were developing, Li Xinyi, who had already jumped to 1.7 meters, failed to return to the tree.

With a click, the branch broke, and Li Xinyi fell down as expected. Fortunately, she was quick-witted and did not forget to protect her head with her hands and let her shoulders touch the ground first.

Mother Li: "!!!"

Li's mother threw down the branch in her hand, hurried to Li Xinyi, and asked repeatedly: "Son, where did you fall? Does it hurt?"

Li Xinyi fell a little dazed, feeling pain all over her body, and after a while, she sat up slowly.

"Ma'am, I'm fine, it's just that my whole body hurts."

"Can you move your arms and legs?" Mother Li asked.

Li Xinyi moved her legs carefully, "The main thing is the pain."

Mother Li saw that her son was still awake, his neck was still upright, and his spine was not broken, so she said, "I'll go down the mountain and find someone to carry you. You and Da Huang will stay here for a while."

The big yellow dog flicked its tail, surrounded him with concern, and bit his clothes with its teeth.

Li Xinyi wanted to raise his hand to touch its head, but a sharp pain came from his shoulder, and he realized that his right arm might be dislocated.

Seeing that the owner didn't respond, the big yellow dog picked up Li Xinyi's dropped shoes and the bamboo basket thrown aside.Li Xinyi then changed her left hand, stretched it carefully, and finally touched the big yellow dog.

After waiting for about two quarters of an hour, Mother Li finally arrived with someone.

Li Xinyi looked expectantly towards the sound, and then, he saw the person he least wanted to see at the moment.

"Shouldn't Wu Su be preparing for Qiu Wei? Why would Aunt call him here?" Li Xinyi was very depressed.

Here, Mother Li is still describing how Li Xinyi fell from the tree. The images are so vivid that Li Xinyi wished she could faint from the fall.

Only one voice laughed and said, "It's good that the person is fine, I'll recite it for him."

Only then did Li Xinyi realize that there was another person, about twenty years old, with a brown complexion, thick eyebrows and big eyes.He felt that this person looked familiar.

"Brother Tong!" Li Xinyi finally remembered.

"How are you, can you move your arms and legs?" Tong Zhang asked.

"The right arm seems to be dislocated, and the left leg hurts a lot." Li Xinyi replied.

"Let me see." As he said that, he was about to lift Li Xinyi's left trouser leg.

At this moment, another hand stretched out, with a fair complexion and distinct knuckles.

It was Wu Su's hand.

When she fell down before, Li Xinyi's skin was rubbed hard on the uneven ground, a lot of blood seeped out, mixed with dust, and stuck to her pants.

If you pull it directly, you have to take some flesh and blood.But if you don't tear it off at this time, it will be more difficult to tear it off when it is completely dry.

Li Xinyi gritted her teeth, waiting for Wu Su to push his trousers open.

Unexpectedly, Wu Su pulled out a small dagger from his belt, and cut open Li Xinyi's trousers, exposing her bruised knees.

Wu Su withdrew the dagger, avoided the scratched wound, carefully probed Li Xinyi's leg bones, and asked, "How do you feel?"

Got goosebumps all over my legs.

Wherever Wu Su touched, goosebumps would arise.

Li Xinyi said awkwardly: "The leg should not be broken."

It was just a few holes pierced by the branches, and it was obvious after the trousers were cut open.

"Don't look at it yet." Tong Zhang said, "Since the leg is fine, let's go down the mountain and get the arm back. The doctor is still waiting."

With the support of Wu Su and Li's mother, Li Xinyi fell onto Tong Zhang's back and was carried down the mountain by Tong Zhang.

"When did Big Brother Tong come back?" It was the first time Li Xinyi was being carried on her back, a little embarrassed, so she had nothing to say.

Tong Zhang: "..."

It is easy to go up the mountain and difficult to go down the mountain, not to mention that Tong Zhang is still carrying Li Xinyi who is not light, so he does not have the time to catch his breath and chat with Li Xinyi.

Mother Li walked ahead, clearing dead branches that might appear on the mountain road, or overgrown thatch.So I didn't hear Li Xinyi's words.

Wu Su walked behind, staring at the people in front, and was ready to replace them at any time.

Hearing the words, he said: "This road is not easy to walk, so don't talk yet."

When halfway up the mountain, where the mountain road is slower, Wu Su will carry Li Xinyi on his back.

Li Xinyi: "!!!"

Tong Zhang said: "Fortunately, Yangmao Mountain is only this high, otherwise A Su and I really can't carry you on my back."

These words are really too ambiguous, as if Li Xinyi is fat.

In fact, he just grew a little taller.

But Li Xinyi, who was lying on Wu Su's body at this time, could no longer hear what Tong Zhang was saying.

He felt that after falling from the tree, he might have hit his head and was a little dizzy.

The tip of the nose is filled with the smell of Wu Su's body, it may also be the smell of the surrounding pine forest, it is fresh and cool.

The temperature from Wu Su's back came from his body, maybe his wound was inflamed, and his body became hot and warm.

This cold and warm, Li Xinyi was even more dizzy, he didn't even notice when he went down the mountain.

It wasn't until he was placed on Tong Zhang's back that he finally came to his senses.

However, Li Xinyi felt that she might as well not be sober.

Because he was carrying his children's badge, it was so conspicuous that almost everyone who saw it would ask, "What's wrong?"

Then Mother Li would explain: "I fell off the tree while picking tea leaves."

The people in the village were still very kind, they didn't tease them face to face, and urged them to see a doctor as soon as possible.

Even if I wanted to laugh, I didn't smile face to face.

Li Xinyi: "..."

Why hasn't he passed out yet.