The next morning, in the inner hall of heliengzong hall, ye Ziheng sat on the chair in front of Guan Chengshan, put his hands on his legs for a while, and fell into the air for a while, which was somewhat restrained.
"Ye Xiaoyou has been practicing together for a few days."
Guan Chengshan, sitting opposite ye Ziheng, with a smile, holds a teapot and pours half a cup of tea for ye Ziheng.
"Ah, almost a week."
Ye Ziheng replied, taking a sip of tea from Chengshan pass.
"What do you think of he lianzong?"
Ye Ziheng was stunned for a moment, thought for a while, and replied again.
"It's very good. The patriarch and his brothers treat me very well."
When Guan Chengshan heard this, he couldn't help laughing.
"Nice to you? Really? Then why did I hear that you and Gu Yun had a fight in the martial arts tower, and they had another fight in biwutai yesterday? "
Ye Ziheng said nothing for a while. Although all these things can be solved with the sentence "just fighting and playing", Guan Chengshan is not a fool. How can he, the real person of he lianzong, know nothing about the internal events of he lianzong.
Seeing ye Ziheng's silence, Guan Chengshan shows a smile and raises his hand to pat ye Ziheng on the shoulder.
"Let's go. It's boring here. Let's go for a walk."
Then he stood up and led ye Ziheng to the back of a small door in the inner hall. He gently pushed the door open and went out.
Walking through the small door, you can see a piece of green. On top of the green, there are some red and white.
This is a garden about the size of the small courtyard ye Ziheng lives in. There are many flowers and plants in it. In the middle of the garden, there is also a small pavilion. Beside the pavilion, there is a willow tree. It looks very beautiful.
Ye Ziheng looked at all these things in front of him. He couldn't believe it. He didn't react for a long time.
Guan Chengshan, beside him, patted ye Ziheng's back with his hand.
"Let's go and talk."
Then he led ye Ziheng to the pavilion.
Entering the garden, a delicate fragrance is introduced into ye Ziheng's nose.
This smell is very special. Ye Ziheng doesn't usually raise flowers, and doesn't know much about flowers. However, he has smelled the fragrance of flowers. Every time he smells the fragrance of flowers, it's a very fragrant and strong smell. In a moment, he will occupy your smell and make your nose have nothing else except her fragrance. It's like a strong woman who wants no one but her in your eyes.
But the fragrance is not like this, her taste is very light, you take a breath gently, you can smell her fragrance, but also with a trace of earth. But she didn't stay long, just around the tip of your nose, and then slipped away quietly, like a classical beauty, holding a fan, standing under the willow tree, staring at you from time to time, showing a smile, a smile, holding your heart strings, let you move.
"Here, what is the taste of flowers?"
Ye Ziheng asked.
Guan Chengshan stops and points to a few white flowers not far away with a smile.
"Plain beauty, a kind of panacea, is usually used to detoxify. It has light fragrance and simple appearance. As long as there is a handful of mud, a scoop of water can survive. But the only bad thing is that she likes to be quiet. If the noise is a little louder, she may wither. She is a proud person."
"Plain beauty."
Ye Ziheng looked at the white flower and said softly in his mouth.