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In the plan for Sunset Clouds Mountain Villa, other than the four villas of 'Spring, Summer, Autumn, and Winter' mentioned previously used as a scenic courtyard and the semi-man-made and semi-natural 'Jianghu', the most important thing was still the three gardens.

Their leader was the main garden 'Morning Green Garden', which occupied the front of the entire planning map of the Sunset Cloud Villa. Behind them were the 'Clear Brilliance Garden' and the 'Tai He Garden' on the left and right.

These two names were definitely not randomly picked out by Qin Wuya, but were given by Daoist Master Yuqing and the Feng Shui Bureau, who was located in these two gardens.

Actually, when Qin Wuya first heard of the names' Qing Hui 'and' Tai He ', she couldn't wait to capture Elder Yu Qing and interrogate him, and ask him if he was wearing the same clothes as Elder Yu.

Otherwise, how would they know about the 'Clear Brilliance' and the 'Supreme Harmony'? Wasn't this the 'Clear Brilliance Pavilion' and the 'Supreme Peace Hall' that came from the Great Ming Palace?

However, after Qin Wuya's investigations, she did not find any evidence that Old Daoist Yuqing was also a Transcender. It seemed like this "Clear Brilliance Pavilion" and "Supreme Harmony Temple" was just a coincidence.

Of course, Qin Wuya had suspected more than once that this old Taoist had too high of a level of cultivation, so she hid herself well enough that she couldn't find any clues.

By the time autumn arrived, the villa had already completed its first stages of construction. The three villas, 'Morning Spring', 'Yi Xia', and 'Wen Qiu', as well as the two gardens, 'Morning Green Garden' and 'Taihe Garden'.

Of course, the elementary forms of the 'Jianghu' were also almost completed, except for the landscape trees planted on the four sides of the lake and the two pavilions built on them.

However, the first thing that came to Qin Wuya's mind when she saw 'Jianghu' was not sitting at a pavilion on the shore to enjoy the scenery, but rather thinking of taking out two bamboo chops or a boat or the like.

When summer comes, we can go sailing with the Jianghu. It sounds elegant and fun, but it's the perfect time to relieve the heat. Of course, if the conditions were good enough to get a submarine pie, then Hai Tian's feast would also be very good.

This year, Zhang Shan had decided to stay at the Lishan as early as possible to settle down, and Qin Wuya also had to be free so the two of them could just carry their son to the Lishan to look at the Maple Forest.

There were more people looking at the maple trees in Lishan in the autumn than there were looking at Plum in the winter. Fortunately, Zhang Shan was already prepared, and the three of them ate the lunchtime diet in advance before rushing to the Lishan's feet unhurriedly.

There were very few tourists coming up the mountain. There were a few coming down the mountain, but it was nothing serious. The traffic was quite smooth and there were no signs of people blocking the way.

Without caring about the scenery above their heads, they first went to the Ramadan Hall to eat. After eating their fill, the two of them leisurely returned to the small courtyard in Yongquan Temple to sleep.

Zhang Weiyan was already walking very smoothly, of course there would be incidents of him falling into the pit.

Fortunately, this little thing was not afraid of pain. As long as it fell by itself and no adults were around, most people would pick themselves up and move quickly.

Of course, this was only if he did not notice the lord's presence.

If he was standing beside his wet nurse or Zhang Shan, this little guy would definitely cry first, no matter if it really hurt or not.

In the house, the nurse, who was the one most afraid of his injury, did not wait long for the little thing to cry before she picked him up and comforted him.

As for yam, he was actually the softest of them all. This little thing had completely grasped his father's personality now, and would start crying whenever it saw Zhang Shan. Even when Zhang Shan's face softened, he still continued to hug the little ancestor in his arms.

The only person in this house that would scare the little thing off would be this evil woman, Qin Wuya. Now, every time the little thing rushed into the courtyard with its two fat legs like a lotus root and pounced on the soil, its first reaction was to see if Qin Wuya, the old lady, was still there.

If I'm here, I'll quickly get up. It was best to clean myself up before I lost my temper.

It had to be said that was very talented at observation, almost without any ulterior motives.

Maybe it was because he was tired from the journey, but little friend Zhang Weiyan almost immediately fell asleep on the bed, even the washing was done for him by Qin Wuya on the bed, and the entire thing was done with its eyes half-closed, even Qin Wuya did not know whether he was asleep or awake.

With his son sleeping in the middle, yam naturally did not dare to think too much. Because of this, Qin Wuya's night sleep was unexpectedly peaceful, and only when dawn arrived did he wake up to the sound of the temple's bells, bells and sutras.

After the three of them washed up, they went to the Ramadan Hall to eat breakfast as usual. Wei Yan seemed to like the steamed buns of the Yongquan Temple's Ramadan Hall very much.

Qin Wuya originally thought that he would vomit half way, but in the end, she held onto her handkerchief and waited a long time. She watched as the little guy's cheeks became smaller and smaller, and she didn't see anything out of her mouth.

This time, Qin Wuya realised that her son had actually eaten a huge plain bun.

Afraid that the little thing would accumulate food after eating too much, Qin Wuya decided to not hug it after leaving the fast food hall. She held his son's hand and walked beside him.

Perhaps due to the mountain path being difficult to travel, the little thing became tired after a while. It reached out to hug Qin Wuya's leg and said: "Mother, Yan Er is tired and needs a hug."

Looking at the cute little fellow who was hugging his leg and twisting his butt, Qin Wuya's heart melted a long time ago.

However, when he thought about how much effort this little thing had put into the courtyard, Qin Wuya could easily tell that this little thing was not really tired, but rather, she was asking him to hug her coquettishly as she resolutely said, "We'll be there after walking for a while. Yan Er is a man, she cannot always be carried by her mother. "

"But mother, Yan Er's feet are hurting." Zhang Weiyan smacked his lips, his big round eyes blinked, and shakily raised one of her feet, exposing the soles of her feet to Qin Wuya.

It was as if he was using this method to prove to Qin Wuya that the pain in his legs was real, and not a lie.

Qin Wuya was amused by his cute and serious look, but she still spoke with a straight face: "Yan Er's shoes are as thick as my father's, why do I feel tired when mother and father aren't tired at all?"

"Because … Because... " The little thing couldn't think of how to reply in that moment, so it could only grab onto Qin Wuya's skirt with one hand while scratching and wiping its nose with the other. It was extremely anxious.

Zhang Shan did not think that Qin Wuya could hold herself back, he had long seen her weakness, so he squatted down and patted his shoulder: "Yan Er, come. If mother does not hug, daddy will. "

The little thing was worried that no one would let him down, so when he saw his father, who had always pampered him, open his mouth, he immediately betrayed Qin Wuya and threw Qin Wuya's skirt into his father's embrace without hesitation.

Furthermore, at the very end, he ruthlessly slapped Zhang Shan's face, and flattered him with a sweet, sweet, and silky voice: "Daddy is still the best."

Qin Wuya grinned, this little fellow truly had the example of a mother when it had milk.

The ground occupied by the maple leaves on the Lishan was over a hundred acres. When it was autumn, it would turn completely red, and from afar, it looked like a large piece of burning flame, dyed the entire horizon of the Lishan red. It had also swallowed all the tourists into the flame-filled atmosphere.

Right now, it was the best time to visit the Lishan, but even so, after walking for almost an hour at the entrance, the three of them had not met any visitors.

It was as if at this moment, there was only one family left in this world that was burning like a flame.

This was also the first time Zhang Weiyan had seen such a beautiful scenery, he excitedly stretched out his arms, wanting to catch the maple leaves that were being blown down by the wind.

Unfortunately, her small arms were really too short, and even though she was being hugged by Zhang Shan, she did not hit a target. She could only open her eyes wide and look at the fiery red leaves dancing in the air like butterflies, before quietly landing on the ground.

"Father, Yan Er wants." Zhang Weiyan tried to flirt with the maple leaf for half a day but to no avail. He could only beg for help on the spot.

yam was a doting, doting demon. Upon hearing Yan Er's words, she asked: "How does Yan Er want to look like?"

"The biggest one!" This fellow had always been greedy since young.

Zhang Shan took the opportunity to pick a bigger piece of rock above his head and shook it in front of the little fellow's eyes. The little guy was amused and giggled. He brandished his chubby little claw and was about to snatch the Maple Leaf from Zhang Shan's hands, but he suddenly stopped.

Not only did little Zhang Weiyan stop, but almost at the same time, Qin Wuya and Zhang Shan did the same.

Do not doubt that this is not a time frame, nor is it a time frame to prepare for teleportation. The sound of a lute suddenly came from outside of the forest not too far away.

The lute's sound was very melodious and moving, but it wasn't the reason why Zhang Shan and Qin Wuya stopped simultaneously.

"Hua Mingyue, why don't you go to the side this night?" "Sox Steps Incense Stages, Golden Shoes in Hand …" He saw that south of the painting hall, it had always been nestling and trembling. "It's hard for this servant to come out, but for the monarch to show mercy …"

Vaguely, the girl's elegant and beautiful voice that carried a hint of coquettish singing entered Qin Wuya's ears along with the sound of the lute.

Qin Wuya raised her eyebrow, and smiled as she looked at Zhang Shan: "yam, our old man has chased you all the way up the mountain, why not let us go cheer for him?"

The corner of Zhang Shan's eyes twitched, and only after a while did he act as if nothing had happened: "Mountain Wind Great, Madam, why don't we go back, don't let Yan Er catch a cold."

"yam, your excuse is too lousy." Qin Wuya curled her lips, then laughed and asked: "Does the singing of 'Flower Moon's Cage: Fog, Go to Lang Bian' sound clear enough, does yam not plan to go and take a look?"

"Not going." Zhang Shan's face turned black and black.

Qin Wuya scoffed, "When I see you in the south side of the painting hall, and hear your words, my heart softened. Why are you so heartless, yam?"

"It's rare that you really want me to go?" Zhang Shan grinned and asked.

"It's just a small song, why can't I go there?" Qin Wuya pursed her lips and laughed: "It's really not easy for Miss Ying Ge to come over for a long journey. As an old acquaintance, it's only right for us to come over to show you our respect."

"Is that really what you think?" Zhang Shan looked at Qin Wuya suspiciously.

Qin Wuya squinted, "Of course. Otherwise, what do you think you are? Did you think that I would be generous enough to allow you to have a private meeting with her? "