Jinghong Tower

"Okay, I agree!"

He Ran's answer was unexpected. The black girl didn't expect her to be so forthcoming. It took her a while to realize. Did He Ran agree?

"Do you really agree?" Black girl's black and white eyes widened.

He Ran picked up a piece of oily meat and put it into his mouth, chewed it, swallowed it, took a sip of wine, and then said, "Yes, I agreed."

"Why?" the black girl asked again.

"Didn't you tell me everything? There are many princes who have lived there. You also said that the place where the prince lived is not good. People are stupid and have a lot of money. I am short of money now. I am very short of money. He Ran said.

The black girl's heart started to rise again: "Are you short of money? Do you still have money to build Jinghong Tower for me?"

"Building a building is a small amount of money, and I can still get the money out of it." He Ran picked up another piece of fried pork. The black girl was right, the fried pork served here is authentic.

"It costs small money to build a building, so what is big money?" The black girl was confused. That was building a building, Jinghong Tower, how could it be small money?

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

black girl

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

He Ran ignored him. Anyway, he was very familiar with the boss here. Of course, she didn't pay for it. She left the black girl here and left.

Just kidding, she has been taken advantage of by him once. He treated her to a meal. Isn't that what he should do?

Lao Zhang never expected that this beautiful and respectable young lady would actually mortgage their gang leader's meal money!

Lao Zhang used to be a beggar.

His family had been cooks for generations, but then his family offended someone they shouldn't have offended, and the family was ruined and everything was lost.

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

The black girl was awakened by Lao Zhang's smelly feet. It took him a long time to realize where this place was.

He quickly woke up Lao Zhang: "Who is the boss?"

Lao Zhang was drowsily asleep: "I left early."

After dawn, the black girl didn't know what to say when she learned that He Ran was being held here without even paying for food.

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

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

"Feng Xueying was seriously injured. She was originally going to return to Prince Jin's Mansion to recuperate, but Prince Jin was also injured at that time, so Feng Xueying went to Mount Wutai."

He Ran asked: "Mount Wutai? He is recuperating in a temple? Have you found out which temple it is?"

"Our people haven't sent back the news yet," Xinggu said.

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

"Yes, I am very interested in him. His articles are really good." He Ran did not hesitate to praise Feng Xieying. She really liked Feng Xieying's articles, so she praised him. Min Xiwen spread throughout the world.

Xinggu smiled: "In the past, Feng Xueying was only famous in Jinyang, but now she is famous all over the world."

He Ran also smiled: "That's why he wanted to thank me. Three thousand taels is really not much."

The news from Mount Wutai soon spread back, and Feng Xueying lived in Jinghua Temple.

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

He Ran decided to go to Wutai Mountain in person and meet Feng Xueying at Jinghua Temple.

Wouldn't it be a waste of resources if we don't snatch such talents back and hide them?

Therefore, when the black girl came to Jinghong Tower to look for He Ran again, she was disappointed again and He Ran was not there again.

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

The black girl took it and looked at it. It said that he should 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: "Ah, it turns out you can read. You pretend not to. You are a liar!"

The black girl was so angry that she wanted to hit someone, but this was Jinghong Tower, and this little girl belonged to Jinghong Tower, and he didn't want to lose the money he got.

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

The little girl scratched her face with her fingers: "Lie, lie, lie, you are a liar!"

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

The next day, He Ran arrived at Wutai Mountain. Just as she had guessed, Jinghua Temple was very small. She had to inquire for a long time before she found it. Jinghua Temple was backed by Beitai, but the place was relatively remote, and it was difficult to find it without looking for it.

Jinghua Temple is a Huayan Dojo. Compared with other temples in Wutai Mountain, it seems simple and shabby. There are only two main halls. There is an open space behind the Main Hall, but there are only a few bricks and tiles. I don’t think I will continue. money to build the temple.

He Ran thought it would take more effort to see Feng Xueying, but she didn't expect that after she explained her purpose, the young novice who asked her shouted loudly: "Donor Feng, Donor Feng, someone is looking for you, someone is looking for you!"

"I'm coming."

Following the sound, He Ran saw a man with disheveled hair, wearing monk robes and straw sandals walking over carrying a bucket.

The bucket swayed, and as he walked, 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, Donor Feng, look at you, the water you finally picked up has been spilled again." The young novice complained that their temple was far away from the well and there were no springs nearby. To drink water, you had to walk a long way. .

"It doesn't matter, I'll hit you a few more times." The man wiped the sweat from his forehead with his sleeve. His hair was stuck to his face with sweat, blocking his eyes. He pushed his hair aside, and then he could clearly see the person standing in front of him. , in addition to the young novice monk in the temple, there is another one. This seems to be a woman, right?

"Donor Feng, this benefactor is here to see you." The little novice monk pointed at He Ran and said.

"Are you Feng Tan, Feng Xueying?" He Ran asked.

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

He Ran looked at the face that was mostly covered by hair, trying to find Feng Xueying's shadow. She had seen Feng Xueying, who was a person with a clean temperament and an eye-catching appearance.

Feng Jieying was helpless by her look, 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, "Jinghong Tower He Ran came unexpectedly, sorry to disturb you."

Feng Jieying nodded and returned the courtesy: "It turns out to be He Da, the master. I have admired him for a long time."

He Ran suddenly felt that it was rude to have empty hands. Seeing that the little novice monk had brought back the two empty buckets, she grabbed the pole from Feng Xueying and said, "I will help Mr. Feng carry water." (This chapter over)