"Just because I'm not an official doesn't mean I can't see the intrigues in officialdom."

Fang Yuan astringed his smile, said a faint sentence, turned his head, focused on driving and stopped talking.

Zhang Yi didn't ask any more. She leaned back on the seat and squinted slightly. She stared at the square with the rest of her eyes. Her face was calm and looked like she was going to sleep. Only her eyelashes trembled from time to time, which proved that her heart was far from the surface.

Fang Yuan and Han Miao, who had suffered a heavy blow, stopped talking. There was really no need to say anything. They didn't even dare to look at the man in front. Their eyes were eager to escape immediately.

No girl who is usually spoiled by her parents and family, flattered by her colleagues and appreciated by senior officials likes to stay with a smelly man who deeply hits her self-esteem with vicious words.

Han Miao just hates Fangyuan very much now, but he never longed for him to disappear from the world like some women he offended.

This is a little proud, capable and kind girl. She has never thought of hurting anyone. No matter where she goes, she will make people feel good about her. I really don't understand how hateful the smelly man in front must be to scold her like that.

Lihua mountain is not too far away from the place where Sun Gang was injured, that is, about ten kilometers. It is located in the lingering vein of Mount Tai. It is located in a remote place. Except for the fruit farmers who contract to plant fruit trees at the top of the mountain, almost no pedestrians can be seen.

Lihua mountain is only more than 20 kilometers away from the downtown of Tang Dynasty. The environment is so beautiful, but almost no self driving tourists come to play. First, there are no famous places of interest nearby, and the most important thing is that the road condition is very bad.

It took more than half an hour to walk a short distance of more than ten kilometers.

That's it. It's still the fastest speed. The Zhang Yi two sitting in the back are bumpy and want to vomit.

This road was built in the 1960s and 1970s.

At that time, the relationship between Huaxia and the former Soviet Union fell to the freezing point. That brother shouted all day to give Huaxia some atomic bombs. Huaxia immediately mobilized the people of the whole country to dig deep holes and accumulate grain.

In the mountains all over the country, there are these roads, and there are air raid shelters and arsenals deep underground at the end of the road.

But later, with the former Soviet Union clamoring to stop, especially after its dissolution and the booming national strength of China, these facilities were gradually abandoned.

Once a place loses its most important role, it will be gradually forgotten by people and become an "antique" witnessing a certain era, just like this road, no matter how skilled you are, you can't avoid those potholes on the road.

Taking a car on this road is like taking a bumper car. Great Wall Motors, with a low chassis, makes a painful cry or two from time to time: what's the matter? It's touching my chin again!

The car is like this, not to mention the people who take the car?

In particular, Audi, who is used to driving on a smooth road, has been regarded as Zhang Yi without being thrown up on the spot.

Several times, Zhang Yi wanted Fangyuan to stop and take her back to the city.

She wanted to find a quiet place to talk with Fang Yuan. In addition to trying to find out about Sun Gang's beating, she wanted to use her wisdom to secretly "investigate" why the guy who killed her cousin paid so much attention to Longtou.

Besides, she didn't plan to come to Lihua mountain with Fangyuan to enjoy the current fairyland scenery.

After all, Jingshi is the second in command of the Tang Dynasty. Leaving aside those things at work for the time being, it will take her a lot of time to talk about Sun Gang alone.

"If you come, you will be at ease."

Just as Zhang Yi opened his mouth and was about to say something, Fang Yuan looked at her in the rearview mirror, turned back and said with a smile: "the ancients said that he stole half a day's leisure. Leader Zhang, you usually manage everything every day. It's also good to take this opportunity to relax. "

The words of stealing a half day's leisure and managing everything every day were originally very tasteful and proud of civil servants. But why did this guy smile with sarcasm when he said these words?

The ancients also said -- cut, what right does he have to say for a guy who has a poisonous tongue worse than a woman?

"Look, the front is Lihua mountain. The end has come. If we go back now, wouldn't it be a waste of the bumps?"

The car turned a corner, Fangyuan raised his finger to the front and blocked Zhang Yigang's words that he had no time for half a day again.

Zhang Yi looked up and felt a sudden light in front of him.

The white pear blossoms all over the mountains and fields, like the snow sea, suddenly came from the front. They were blown by the wind and waved waves. They were more like a capital fairy, wearing a white gauze robe, carrying a bamboo basket on his arm. When waving with slender hands, countless fragrant petals fell with the wind.

beautiful scenery.

Fairyland.

The scenery on this side of the mountain is enough for people to come for "half a day's leisure", and the fairyland on that side is enough to surprise tourists who are tired on the journey. All their fatigue is swept away. They just want to jump out of the car quickly, run to the snow sea with open arms, and swim wantonly with loud laughter.

"If you came three or five days earlier, the scenery would be more beautiful."

Fang Yuan parked the car at the foot of Lihua mountain, opened the door, got off, bypassed the front of the car, and opened the door for Zhang Yi.

Looking at Fang Yuan's "simple" face with a smile, Zhang Yi was in a trance and had an illusion. It was as if this guy had scolded Xiaomiao and beaten Sun Gang with such vicious words. He was a polite gentleman and was born in that kind of top rich family.

His body has a faint smell of tobacco, but his teeth are neat and white, without any disgusting cigarette stains.

Not much, if any, love is more like a woman's favorite perfume.

"Wow, how beautiful!"

After getting off the bus, Han Miao was in the beautiful environment of the snow sea. She forgot that she had cried and was shocked just now. She was just amazed at the current beauty.

"The pear blossom of Lihua mountain may know that two distinguished guests will come today. This year's opening is more than ten days later than in previous years?"

Fang Yuan said with a smile.

The season when pear flowers are in full bloom is before and after the cold food, that is, March of the lunar calendar.

Now it is the beginning of April of the lunar calendar. The pear flowers outside the mountain have long withered and the green leaves are lush.

But the pear flowers in Lihua mountain are in full bloom before withering, which is the wonderful scene of wind blowing, colorful flowers and rain scattered all over the sky.

As for his sudden elegance, he said that the pear flowers were still in full bloom in order to wait for the arrival of the two distinguished guests. It was purely because the temperature in the mountains deep in the pear blossom mountain was three or four degrees lower than that in the plain area. In addition, this spring came a little later than in previous years. It is not surprising that the pear flowers are still in full bloom.

Han Miao looked at him with a smile.

Fang Yuan quickly piled up a more gentle and kind smile and nodded back to the past -- the smile on the girl's face converged and turned away from him: who is this? I'm smiling at the pear blossoms all over the mountain. What's your silly smile with me? I really think if you smile at me, I can forgive you for your offence to me?

It's so naive and lovely -- oh, no, it's naive to silly!

After a boring discussion, Mr. Fang raised his hand and wiped his nose with a smile. After getting off the car, he always looked up at the Zhang wing of the mountain and murmured, "it has been more than a year since I came to the king of Tang. I didn't know that there are such beautiful scenery in the area. It hasn't been developed and seen by more people. It's my dereliction of duty."

Fang Yuan didn't want to: "the beauty is natural. Why do you have to develop it and let visitors like dumplings destroy the current beauty? No wonder people always say that you officials are no different from those ungrateful bald donkeys. There are only copper plates left in your eyes. "

Zhang Yi was stunned and his face sank: "what do you mean?"

The beauty of nature is left to her children to enjoy, not only human beings, but also those birds and animals.

Long before the concept of scenic spots was formed, when people visited Mingchuan mountains and scenic spots, who would pay for tickets?

Now, it's good that all the beautiful resorts praised by the ancestors have been surrounded. They set two doors and sent two people to stand there. Shamelessly shouted to everyone who wants to enter the door: I opened the mountain and planted the tree. If you want to go inside, leave the ticket money!

How easy is this money to earn?

What makes people more angry is that all famous scenic spots are always full of bald donkeys.

They just need to shave their heads, put on yellow or green robes, sit cross legged in front of the incense burner, beat wooden fish with a mallet, and sing "Eighteen touch of brothers and sisters". Whenever a good man or woman comes over and kowtows to the Buddha and his old man, they will persuade others to burn a incense stick for the Buddha, and their sincerity will work.

A good man and woman, in the face of the Buddha (or Sanqing), will burn incense and make wishes with a pious attitude.

After that, the kind-hearted bald donkey will tell them that the Buddha has heard your wish, so he will arrange someone to bewitch your sister-in-law and go to your house at 4:30 p.m. on the third day of next month -- but you can't let the Buddha run errands for nothing?

What?

You have no money to honor the Buddha?

Oh, well, the Buddha will not force any believer to give him incense money, but you have to take the incense money just burned, right?

This incense was not given to you by the Buddha for free. It was bought by Lao Tzu and the poor monk himself. The price is not too expensive. For your sincere sake, give me 660 yuan.

Here, six hundred and six, two sixes, how lucky.

What?

Too expensive, no money?

Good for you, Wukong, oh, disciples, jump out as a teacher, take the benefactor to the back, tell him about the hard work of "carrying incense at noon, sweat dripping on the soil under his feet", and let him reflect.

Remember, as long as six hundred six, as long as six hundred six, as long as six hundred six. It's important to say three times that we are Buddhist disciples. We dare not do those things that deceive people, and we will be punished--

"Don't laugh, I'm telling the truth."

Seeing that Han Miao couldn't help but cover her mouth and giggle, Zhang Yi also endured very hard. After looking back into the distance, Fang Yuan stared at the little secretary and said, "since then, I have a deep hatred for every scenic spot charged. Especially for those bald donkeys who are monks in the daytime and drive a BMW to the nightclub at night. "

In Jiao's laughter, Han Miao completely forgot how the poisonous tongue splashed poison on her and asked with a smile, "did you give money to those bald and those monks to burn incense?"

The child is very coaxing. If her brother makes a small plan, she will forget her unhappiness.

After secretly praising himself in his heart, Fang Yuan said seriously, "of course, I have to give it. People say it's hard to transport incense and sweat drops the soil under my feet. Can I not give it? I'm a good man who respects the work of others. "

"No, just you, will respect others?"

Han Miao asked with wide eyes.