Chapter 241 After Rebirth, the Young Lady Will Marry a Dandy Man (54)
retreat.
Although saving my mother was important, it would be too painful for her to climb the mountain.
Are her precious feet used for climbing mountains? They are used for enjoying life.
But then I thought of my mother...
She has already made her determination known to Azhu. If she backs down now, how will Azhu look at her?
After all, her mother had always doted on her and supported her, so it was only natural for her to save her.
"Okay then, I can do it to save my mother." Yan Yun clenched his fists, looking weak yet strong.
Ah Zhuo looked at her expression and couldn't help trembling in his heart. He raised his hand and patted her shoulder: "Don't worry, Ah Yun, I won't let you get too tired. Besides, Chaozhou Temple is not far from the top of the mountain."
This is what Yan Yun was waiting for. Even though Azhuo said this, who knows?
And not far off, for him, not for her.
A weak woman like her can only climb a little bit, otherwise she will be exhausted to death.
"There is no time to waste, let's get going." Azhuo is a person who will do things well.
Since I have promised Yan Yun, there is no time to delay.
Yan Yun hesitated a bit, because she really didn't want to climb the mountain, so she asked reluctantly: "Do we have to go now?"
"Ayun, time waits for no one." said Azhuo.
Yan Yun pursed his lips: "Okay then."
At Azhuo's urging, Yan Yun finally followed him reluctantly.
Shen Ci and Zhou Zimu chose to walk to the top of the mountain, even though the weather was hotter than in summer.
But Shen Ci and Zhou Zimu both practiced martial arts, and hot weather was good for them because they could sweat, and sweating was the best way to relieve stress.
There are many trees on Chaozhou Mountain, not to mention maple trees and pine trees, and there are several kinds of fruit trees, including apples, pears, and pomegranates.
It is autumn, a time of great harvest, and the ripe fruits hanging on the branches are very pleasing to the eye.
After admiring the red maple leaves, we admired the fruits.
Shen Ci looked at the fruits and couldn't help asking, "Can we pick them and eat them?"
"Yes." Zhou Zimu said, "This mountain belongs to the royal family. The emperor has issued a special order that the common people who come and go can pick and taste the fruits, but they are not allowed to be greedy and pick too much or sell them."
"Will anyone disobey orders?" Shen Ci asked.
Zhou Zimu nodded: "Of course there are, but if the emperor does not order the punishment of those people, the people will start to curse and exclude them. Once people are excluded, they will definitely live on."
"The people are always the most fence-sitters, easily instigated, but also the most upright." Shen Ci jumped up and picked a bright red apple.
The apple was oval and large, with a thin layer of natural fruit wax on it. Shen Ci broke the apple in half and handed it to Zhou Zimu: "One half each, our relationship will not fade away."
Zhou Zimu was stunned for a moment and asked, "Who said this?"
"Mine." Shen Ci said.
"Then please lend me your own auspicious words." Zhou Zimu took the apple and took a bite.
The apples were very crisp and juicy, sweet with a hint of sourness. Shen Ci quite liked them.
This apple is growing so well, someone must be taking care of it.
The person taking care of the apples must be an experienced fruit farmer with strong skills.
Shen Ci was very curious about the technology that allowed the plants to grow well, without insects and without the use of pesticides.
But she was just curious and didn't really want to ask.
Maybe when she is able to fish again, she will want to know this knowledge.
Where the money is located, there are large patches of daisies growing in blue, white, yellow and other colors.
Unlike the elegant and noble chrysanthemums in the imperial palace, the chrysanthemum is small and not eye-catching. But when it grows into a large patch, it is so beautiful that you can't take your eyes off it.
There is a pavilion built at the top of the mountain. Walking into the pavilion and looking down at the mountain, you can have a panoramic view of the prosperity of the capital city.
When looking down at the city, Shen Ci suddenly had a strange feeling in his heart.
As a modern person, she has always found it difficult to fit into such an environment, but now...
She felt the charm of this dynasty.
There have been so many dynasties from ancient times to the present, even if the world she lives in is just the author's fantasy based on the real world, there is no so-called ancient times in her world, but she still has an ancient dream.
This world, no matter what, fulfilled her dream.
"Zhou Zimu, thank you." Shen Ci suddenly smiled at him and said.
"kindness?"
"Thank you for defending this dynasty, this country, and the people who are trying to survive."
Zhou Zimu touched his burning ears and said with some stammering: "Why...why...are you suddenly saying these words?"
"Because you deserve to be thanked, and so do all those who protect the country and its people." Shen Ci said, turning his head and continuing to look down at the capital.
Zhou Zimu thought of the soldiers he had sacrificed and nodded seriously: "Indeed, they are worth it."
"Azhuo, how long will it take? I'm almost dying of exhaustion." Yan Yun asked Azhuo with a weak face.
Azhuo was helpless and replied: "We just left the temple not long ago, Ayun, you have asked for the seventh time."
"That's because the road is too far." Yan Yun said with a pout.
"Fortunately, the distance from the temple to the top of the mountain is about the same as the distance from the Prime Minister's Mansion to my home." Azhuo made an analogy to cheer Yan Yun up.
Yan Yun suddenly shouted in pain, "Is the distance still that far?"
"Is it far? Aren't you usually busy with chaos in the capital? After looking for me, you can still go find Xu Li and the others." Yan Yun's sudden weakness made Azhu full of questions.
Yan Yun: "How can it be the same? How can climbing a mountain be the same as walking?"
Ah Zhuo was a little speechless and asked: "What's the difference? Aren't we both walking?"
Yan Yun put her hands on her hips and retorted: "You are kidding, how can it be the same? I can walk without sweating a drop, but can I climb a mountain? I am so tired now!"
"Okay, okay, let's take a break." said Azhuo.
Yan Yun immediately found a place to sit down. Azhuo looked at her expression which changed from painful to comfortable, and felt very confused.
Is she really trying to save her mother? Azhuo is afraid that if she delays any longer, what will happen to Yan Yun's mother? But Yan Yun is... not in a hurry...
Because of her attitude, Azhuo suddenly felt that he was meddling in other people's business.
But thinking of how anxiously Yan Yun had begged him for help before, he thought, forget it, it was all Yan Yun's business.
After all, he was just repaying a favor. When this matter was over, he would have repaid Yan Yun's favor and they would no longer owed each other anything.
"Are we leaving?" he asked Yan Yun.
"How long have you rested?" Yan Yun said with a gloomy face.
"It's okay for you to continue to rest. When you reach the top of the mountain, Prince You and Princess You may come down again." Azhuo had completely lost his patience with Yan Yun. It was obviously her own business, but he was always the one who urged her.