Chapter 258: Give her the name Bai Fu Ling

Chapter 258 Give her the name Bai Fuling

Bu Jingwei straightened his clothes, and then made a cross-hand salute to Zhe Yu.

In terms of official position, Zuo Shilang's official residence is from the second rank, and even if Zhe Yu is appointed as the Tongzhi of Wanzhou, his official rank is also below the longitude and latitude. Why do you do this great gift?

Zhe Yu accepted it calmly. "But for your son?"

The muscles on Bu Jingwei's face trembled, his eyes flickered, and he said with great heartache: "At the beginning, I mourned his misfortune and was angry with him. In order to honor the lintel, I drove him to Wanzhou. Parents' intentions, children may not always be able to understand. Previously He gave Dendrobium Maple Dou as my birthday gift, and I thought he wasn't blaming me. But this year's Spring Festival, he would rather stay in Wanzhou than return, so I knew he didn't forgive me. I..."

Zhe Yu waved his five fingers, and said with a smile: "You are overthinking, Bu Shilang."

Bu Jingwei showed a puzzled expression, the son of the ordinary way is like a father, but he just felt that he didn't understand his son at all. "Why did you say that, son? Will he forgive me?"

Zhe Yu looked at the south, and said leisurely: "You should know that I presided over the construction of the agricultural and mulberry medical care base of Kunming Academy, and your son—Bu Zhan, is... the chief engineer of this project."

The word "engineer" was also what Zhe Yu heard from Baicaoshi. Although not used to it, it is also vivid.

"Probably the project is not finished, but he has done his duty, so he refuses to go home."

The latitude and longitude of step is unexpected. This matter has been approved by the emperor, which is of course extremely important, Bu Zhan is promising. He grinned, unable to hide his satisfaction. Immediately, he felt lost again, and sullenly said, "Nonsense! Oh, I...I'm not talking about the son, I'm talking about that kid Bu Zhan. You trust him too much. How can you entrust him with such an important project?"

How could the old father's expression be hidden from Zhe Yu?

Zhe Yu remembered the words of Baicao Poetry, Bu Zhan can enter the household department. If Bu Jingwei knew the evaluation of Baicao Poetry, I don't know what kind of waves will arise in my heart.

"Bu Shilang, Bu Zhan is knowledgeable and knowledgeable, and he is not limited to books, but can be applied in the world. His ability may be far beyond your imagination, and he will even be the best in the future."

This is a very high rating.

And this kind of evaluation comes from Oriha's mouth, which adds to the credibility. Bu Jingwei has heard countless rumors about Zhe Yu, not only looks like the fifth prince, but also has the same talent... He didn't dare to think about it, and bowed to Zhe Yu, "Please, Mr. Zhe Yu, please support me a lot." My son, lead him on the right path, on the right path."

Zhe Yu helped Bu Jingwei to stand up straight, and said solemnly: "Bu Shilang, just rest assured."

**

After seeing off Bu Jingwei, Zhe Yu returned to the inn. Everyone was eating in the lobby below, but Baicaoshi was not there.

He went to ask the first floor, and the first floor really nodded, "Going out."

At this time, Baicaoshi was chatting with Lvge. Specifically, it was Lvge who invited Baicaoshi out.

"Shishi, I...I don't want to go to Wanzhou as a green song." Taking this step and leaving Yanjing is already a huge challenge for Luge, but he has not completely let go of it. "Hongqu, Hongqu will definitely laugh at me."

Baicaoshi is very hungry now, she was not full, so she was called out by the green song to have a heart-to-heart talk. Simply, she took out a Poria cocos cake from the space, broke half of it and gave it to Lu Ge.

Green song is very strange, where is the pie popping out of nowhere?

"Try."

Lvge took a bite, his eyes lit up, it was delicious.

Baicaoshi said: "There is no hurdle that cannot be overcome, and there is nothing that a piece of Poria cocos cake can't solve; if there is, then eat two."

This is the food cure theory of later generations, and Baicaoshi has no psychological burden to use it.

Green Song finished eating, spread out his palms, "One more."

Baicao Poetry: "..."

How can there be a sense of déjà vu when you lift a rock and shoot yourself in the foot. The tuckahoe cake was made by her and Zhe Yu.

Momo took out another card and gave it to Lu Ge.

Dude!

Baicaoshi patted Luge on the shoulder, and said in relief: "It's not a buddy, it's my backbone management, and they will all do big business with me in the future."

Green Ge paused, her eyes were a little hot, she hadn't finished eating the tuckahoe cake in her mouth, so she swallowed it quickly.

"I name all my partners after herbal medicines. In Wanzhou, there are also yams, notoginseng, and frost leaves."

"What's the name of the red song? Is she your partner?" Green Song asked curiously.

"Forget it, of course it is. But the red yeast rice itself is also a herbal medicine, so there is no need to change the name." Baicaoshi looked at the little Fuling cake left in the Green Singer, "The cake you eat is made of white Fuling. Yes, how about calling you Bai Fuling?"

"Bai? Poria? Ling?" Lu Ge thought carefully about the name, "Your name is Baicaoshi, I'm Bai Fuling, you are grass, and I am also grass, sister flower. Okay, it's her!"

Baicaoshi touched her nose, why did the phrase "You are a grass and I am a grass" feel weird?

"Okay, let's go back to eat."

**

After eating, the group continued on their way.

Passing through a forest in front, several crows flew into the sky, everyone was startled, thinking there was an ambush.

The Imperial Forest Army Commander Qiu Yaji Yuma commanded the team and kept calm.

A woodcutter, carrying a basket on his back, trembled with fright.

A sergeant brought the woodcutter over, and went to the folded feather horse, "What are you doing sneakily? See the adults and confess!"

The woodcutter's legs trembled like chaff, he knelt down, took out a pheasant from the basket behind him, and handed it over, "My lord, please forgive me."

Zhen took the pheasant on the first floor, and inadvertently tore the note from the chicken leg.

A quarter of an hour later, Zhe Yu rode alone to meet a visitor, and it was General Wu Lie Xia Ying who came.

"Young Master Zhe Yu."

Such a meeting was a little awkward, so Xia Ying gave a military salute.

"General, what do you mean?" Zhe Yu looked a little cold.

Actually, in the plan for Beirong, Xia Ying played an important role. After returning, he was promoted to half a rank, and his salary also increased.

"My son Xia Heng is in Wanzhou, I just hope that Mr. Zheyu will take care of him."

Zhe Yu was amused, all of them were for his son. "Your son is very progressive, so I don't need to take care of him."

From Zhe Yu's first class in the academy, the Master's policy theory class proposed how to deal with the Haidongqing case, and Xia Heng entered Zhe Yu's eyes. Later, the Nongsang medical care base recruited people, and Xia Heng also took the initiative to sign up. Regardless of how he behaves in the future, this move alone is already remarkable.

Xia Ying also said that Zhe Yu refused to help, and saluted again, "Young Master Zhe Yu, I am a soldier, and I can't speak. I treated that kid badly before, and he is promising..."

Zhe Yu stopped what he was going to say, "So, you just need to relax. Your children and grandchildren have their own paths to walk, and they may be even more exciting than you."

As long as he is willing to work hard, Zhe Yu will naturally give him a platform as a co-prefect.

Just these words, there is nothing else to say.

**

The team continued to move forward, and there were no twists and turns in the future.

Ten days later, the team arrived outside Wanzhou City.

(end of this chapter)

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