The farm has a phoenix

Chapter 62 Wenyang Camellia
The things taught in the women's school are almost the same as those taught in the men's school, except that there are more women, and even the strategy of war is learned, just learning the superficial.

The female gentleman is said to be a descendant of the former royal family, and she is very noble and elegant in her gestures. After the great former dynasty settled the world, it seems that only the direct blood relatives of the royal family were killed. The servants who serve the emperor's relatives, only this gentleman, because of his noble temperament and proficiency in all kinds of piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, became the gentleman of the women's college.

Because of her kindness, the students of the women's college like to call her Sister Wen, but few people know her full name, and she has never told anyone.

But today, Mr. Wen's expression did not seem to be as happy as before, but a little sad and worried. The students saw it, and some people couldn't help asking: "Sir, are you feeling well today?"

Mr. Wen smiled gracefully, and then said: "It's nothing, it's just spring, and the flowers and plants next to it have sprouted, but the white camellia in the house has not moved, is it frozen to death?"

Hearing that everyone was born and relieved, Zhan Jinfeng watched, and while handing in the homework, asked softly: "Sir, Feng'er understands some diseases of flowers and plants, can you let Feng'er quiet the white camellia."

Hearing that Mr. Yanwen was very happy, he said to the people below: "Embroider well, sir, go out for a while."

After speaking, he took her to the private house in the backyard in a hurry.

The house is not big, the yard at the second entrance, but the yard is very big. As soon as you enter the door, you will see a dense clump of bamboo. Because of the severe winter, the bamboo leaves are yellow, but the green bamboo knots are faintly revealed, and the house is just right. It seems to be hidden in the depths of the bamboo grove, with little green bricks and gray tiles exposed among the rustling bamboo groves.

Going along the bluestone path, passing the bamboo forest is the crescent arch, entering from the outer courtyard, the inner courtyard is full of various plants, flowers and plants, as well as cherry trees and magnolias.

At this moment, the magnolia flower has sprouted, and it is white, like a white lotus in bud, very beautiful.

"Sir seems to like flowers and plants very much."

Mr. Wen smiled shyly, and Zhan Jinfeng knew that maybe the person he loved liked it, so she liked it too.

Walking to the corner, you can see the withered and yellow white camellia in Mr. Wen's mouth.

This camellia is very big, the main trunk is thicker than her arm, and it grows densely in a big clump. It is not very tall due to human pruning, but it is more than one meter.

The camellia seems to be freezing to death. I have seen similar scenes in the countryside. After all, the winter in the north is very cold.

After thinking about it, Zhan Jinfeng asked her husband for a ladle of water, secretly took out a porcelain bottle from her bosom, put a drop on it, waited for it to completely melt into the water, and then poured it on the roots of the white camellia.

Since the table can accelerate the ripening and turn the dried medicinal materials into treasures, it should also make the dried camellia green again, right?

Thinking about it, the camellia that had already withered and turned yellow was faintly showing a little bit of greenness. Mr. Wen was surprised to peel off the leaves, only to find that the dry branches now have a faint green skin!

Seeing this, Zhan Jinfeng said, "Sir, the flowers are alive!"

Mr. Wen couldn't help crying with joy.

"Great, this is the camellia planted by that man himself, it's okay, it's okay!"

Seeing people happy, Zhan Jinfeng couldn't help but also laughed. She thought for a while, and finally couldn't help saying: "Sir, the student has a request, and I don't know if you can agree to it."

"A request?" Mr. Wen Yanwen frowned, looked at the camellia that came back to life, and then glanced at Zhan Jinfeng, she couldn't help but said in a deep voice: "I didn't expect you to be a very scheming woman, tell me , what request."

The atmosphere changed from harmonious to cold in an instant, and Zhan Jinfeng had no choice but to say: "Although the atmosphere in the capital is open, please issue an order, ordering the students of the men's school not to enter the women's school without permission."

"After all, men and women are different. Besides, if you come in and out at will, nothing will happen. It's okay for men's colleges, but there are only women in women's colleges. It's really not safe."

Only then did Mr. Wen Yanwen's condensed expression ease down.

She lovingly stroked the leaves of the flower arrangement and said, "I've thought about this too, but it's always been like this since I had a school."

"Sir, the rules are dead, but people are alive. If you wait until something happens to change it, it will be too late. Besides, the students here are all our ladies, so you can't miss it."

Only then did Mr. Wen lower his head and think seriously. "Okay, I will report this to the emperor, thank you for saving this camellia, let's go back!"

Nodding their heads, the two returned to the school to continue their classes, but Zhan Jinfeng knew very well that Mr. Wen would definitely speak up on this matter, and it doesn't matter whether you are Chang Wei or Chen Shaoyan, don't even think about coming in!
Thinking of the expression on this man's face that deliberately provoked her during lunch, and the calm gesture, Zhan Jinfeng felt his heart throbbing, as if a feather brushed against her heart, which made her feel a little uncomfortable.

After school at night, you can see many people crowded around the door from a distance, Zhan Wenjuan tugged at her sleeves, worried: "Cousin, why don't we go through the back door."

Zhan Jinfeng waved his hand: "It's not a problem to always hide like this, let's go."

Zhan Wenjuan couldn't make it, so she walked slowly to the door with her.

The originally noisy crowd fell silent immediately after seeing her coming, and people actually gave way one after another, and at the end of the road was that Changwei.

At this moment when he saw her, it was like a hungry wolf seeing food, his eyes were shining brightly, but behind Chang Wei, Chen Shaoyan stopped smiling, his handsome face sank, as if with some anger, Looking at her from a distance, that gaze seemed to be asking why she came out.

Zhan Jinfeng raised his head, and walked forward slowly with no expression on his face.

Di Jinyan squeezed out from the crowd, and asked her anxiously in a low voice, "Why did you come out?"

"Why not? There is nothing to avoid suspicion in broad daylight."

Di Jin couldn't help but looked up at Chen Shaoyan, seeing his friend's face was gloomy, so he had to stay by his side, carefully lifting Chang Wei.

Chang Wei was standing at the door with a smile on his face, with a flattering look on his face.

"Miss, you're so pretty! Why don't you come back with me tonight, so you don't have to go through all the red tape!"

Hearing this, people around couldn't help snickering, and Chang Wei even laughed shamelessly.

Zhan Wenjuan couldn't help frowning, and Chen Shaoyan's face darkened further and further.

Di Qiao, who was watching the excitement in the distance, couldn't help shouting: "Young Master Chang, what are you still doing? Take it away!"

Hearing this, the crowd burst into laughter, Zhan Wenjuan turned her head and glared at Di Qiao angrily, but saw her eyes were full of complacency, and she was smiling broadly.

"How can there be a sister like you!" Zhan Wenjuan couldn't help but angrily said.

"That's enough, stop laughing, this matter hasn't been written yet, what are you talking about here!" Zhan Wenjuan couldn't help scolding angrily, but the people around didn't seem to hear it, and they still watched as if they were joking. two people

But at this moment, someone separated the crowd and gathered everyone's attention.

Zhan Jinfeng looked at the person in front of him with a calm expression.

Chen Shaoyan felt that since he met this woman, he had rarely been indifferent.

"Sister Feng'er, don't be as knowledgeable as everyone else, it's just a farce." He felt that his calm mask was about to be destroyed by this woman, so Chen Shaoyan could only pinch his temples and said slowly.

Hearing this, everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, and even Di Jinyan couldn't help being puzzled, what's going on?

(End of this chapter)