Pick all the cold branches

Suzhou Ji Garden is the Lu family's private garden. Although it is well-known and known as the No. [-] garden in the south of the Yangtze River, but because the current head of the Lu family, Lu Lan, has a eccentric personality and a very high vision, few people are lucky enough to see it.

Zhen Xian had heard about the reputation of the Ji Garden early on, but it was not until the moment he finally stepped into it that he realized that the rumors and imaginations were so unrealistic.

The landscape of Jiyuan is vast, every plant and tree is delicate and natural, it contains all things, and it has its own world.

The owner of such a garden should also be a gentleman with a broad mind.Lu Lan took the word Guangfeng, and the name of this garden is Jiyuan. The metaphor of Guangfeng Jiyue is clear at a glance.It is unimaginable that such a person would join forces with the dirty officials and eunuchs.

Zhen Xian couldn't bear to sigh.

Hearing this, Lu Lan immediately laughed out loud, "Mr. Zhen thinks that Mr. Lu is willing to degenerate and defile this beautiful garden for nothing?"

"No, I'm not—" Zhen Xian instinctively wanted to explain, but regret still flowed from his eyebrows.He was silent for a moment, and felt that the defense was meaningless, and finally sighed again, "Why did Brother Guangfeng accept the job of the Weaving Bureau in the first place?"

Lu Lan was stunned, as if he never thought that he would hear such a question, for a long time, he was disappointed.

"If I don't pick it up, someone else will pick it up. What's the big difference? If it's someone else, maybe it's not just raw silk, but also land. Young Master Lu feels that it's cheap to buy with the eunuch. The people’s raw silk is exploiting the people, but have you ever thought that if someone else came and bought the land of the people at a low price, what would it be?”

"Buy the land cheaply." Zhen Xian suddenly laughed.

"My lord thinks it's impossible." Lu Lan pulled the corner of his lips coldly.

This sneer made Zhen Xian's heart palpitate, even sweating.

Lu Lan was right.

The Weaving Bureau handles silk weaving for the palace in the south of the Yangtze River. Although the eunuchs stationed in Zhezhi are not imperial officials, they enjoy the same honor as the eunuchs in the ceremonial supervisor.With such great power in hand, as long as you think about it, there are plenty of ways to force the people to give up the land they depend on for survival.

In Lu Lan's position, it doesn't matter who takes the job.

No, if it is true as Lu Lan said, if someone else comes in, collusion between the government and businessmen, and forcefully expropriate the land, there will be even bigger troubles and more people will die...

Thinking of this episode, Zhen Xian suddenly felt powerless.

How could he really think that Lu Lan was right.

The great evil is evil, even if the two evils are the lesser, can the lesser evil really become good?

Maybe it was too embarrassing to reveal the emotions in his eyes.Lu Lan watched from the side, knowingly sneered: "Three generations of my Lu family have been officials and merchants. My grandfather started to work for the palace, and it was thanks to the mighty grace of heaven that he was able to achieve today's glory. It is hereditary. But merchants are merchants after all, and they are incomparable with such a noble family as the young master."

"My family ancestor was also a white student who was admitted to the Hanlin by imperial examination. He declined after three generations. How can he be famous for a high school?" Zhen Xian could naturally hear this kind of implication, and he couldn't help but feel desolate. The rich and powerful, since you have the heart of glory, why bother—”

He was full of emotions, but he laughed again when he couldn't see Lu Lan.

"Naturally worthless, if you don't cling to the rich and powerful, how can you get the name of 'the best garden in the world' and 'the rich man in the south of the Yangtze River'? Don't you really understand that money and power are inseparable. Everyone in the palace is happy to see Lu A certain person is rich, so Lu is today."

A word of enlightenment, like a dream startled.

Perhaps it was because he was born in the inner city since he was a child, and he was sheltered by his grandfather and father who were members of the cabinet. He was born a powerful man, so he never thought about such a problem.

But my grandfather and father are long gone...Now he is just a prisoner, a criminal who disobeyed orders and fled. Didn't the prosperity of the past disappear in smoke?

And what did he do, what could he do?

In Lingnan, he was an exiled boy, if he hadn't relied on his teacher's extraordinary recommendation, how could he pass the palace examination and return to the capital?

In the capital, if he hadn't been protected by His Highness, what would he be?

In Yingzhou, didn't he also become a guest of Bai Zongbing in exchange for temporary peace?

Even on the grassland, if Batu Mengke hadn't been around him every day, what would have happened to him?

What kind of face does he have to accuse Lu Lan of "climbing to the powerful"?

Suddenly, Zhen Xian felt dizzy like suffocation.

The so-called attachment, the body is like duckweed, there will always be a day when it will be abandoned like a shoe.

"Then what if...the 'palace' would like to see you die in the future?"

Zhen Xian felt that his voice was trembling uncontrollably.

Lu Lan didn't see the slightest dignifiedness, but instead lightly joked: "If even Mr. Zhen can't save Lu, then Lu will probably have to die generously."

He seemed to be joking about matters of life and death.

Zhen Xian had no choice but to stare blankly at him for a long time, then walked forward with his head buried.

For the rest of the time, neither of the two spoke again, as if they didn't know how to speak.

Lu Lan directly led Zhen Xian to a secluded bamboo garden in the garden, and stood down in front of Yashe's door behind the mottled bamboo shadows. Instead of pushing the door, he suddenly looked at Zhen Xian.

"Since the young master called me 'Brother Guangfeng', Brother Yu has not yet asked the young master for the beautiful words."

Zhen Xian hesitated a little, "My family ancestor once set up characters for my elder brother. My elder brother is Ming Fu, and I am Xiuwen. I hope that my two brothers will assist Ming Zhu and cultivate literature and virtue to make the world safe. It's a pity..."

It's a pity that his grandfather and father were gone before he could make it to the coronation ceremony, and he also traveled to and from the frontiers. For several years, he couldn't even tell others his real name, so how could he mention his name.

He never forgot the expectations of his grandfather and father.He just, often can't be sure, whether he can afford such expectations.

When thinking about the deceased relatives, it is inevitable to feel sad in my heart.Zhen Xian involuntarily looked away, hearing Lu Lan sigh.

"Ge Lao has the heart of a sage. However, it is not easy to be a sage in this world."

Lu Lan looked at him quietly, there was a rare pure color in his eyes, it was true sincerity.

"Brother Yu is an ordinary person, so he dares to call you a good brother. But brother Wang can help Mingzhu, cultivate literature and virtue, make peace in all directions, carry on the prosperity of the past, open up peace, and realize the old man's grand wish. Whether I, Lu, is lucky or not in this life It is my fortune to see it with my own eyes, and the fortune of the world."

Zhen Xian listened silently, thought for a long time, finally just nodded, and pressed his hand on the door in front of him.

But Lu Lan suddenly grabbed him again.

"Brother, have you really thought about it? If you regret it, there is still a way out at this moment."

The sudden grip, with such force, actually strangled his wrist so painfully.

Zhen Xian lowered his eyes, staring at the hand tightly clamped on the wrist bone.

"If I regret it, what should Brother Guangfeng do?"

He does have a way out.

But Lu Lan is gone.

Lu Shiquan is not blind and deaf. The Weaving Bureau has eyes and ears all over the south of the Yangtze River. Sooner or later, Lu Shiquan will know about his meeting with Lu Lan.Perhaps it was even more expected.

If he wanted Lu Lan to help him, he had to help Lu Lan stabilize Lu Shiquan first.

But to stabilize Lu Shiquan, he had no choice but to let Lu Lan sacrifice him.

He and Lu Lan have not explained this matter to each other, and there is no need to do so.

Even, his heart is extremely clear, this matter is like picking a chestnut from the fire, it is really impossible to do it, but only knowing that it can't be done, or you can fight for a chance.

He believed that Lu Lan was as clear as he was.

"If you let me go, Lu Shiquan will definitely not let you go."

He gently brushed away the hand that was strangling his wrist, and pushed the door resolutely.

Yashe's wooden door let out a low sigh of "squeaky" and receded to the sides, with the faint fragrance of pine and cypress blowing on the face.

Zhen Xian focused his attention and saw another person sitting upright in the room, wearing a vermilion silk flying fish suit, with a gold medal hanging from his waist, and holding a gilt thin back embroidered spring knife in his hand, against the light, even though Zhen Xian didn't know him From his appearance, he could also guess that this must be Zhang Siyuan who had disappeared without a trace.

Sure enough!