The green mountains are stacked up, and the bamboo shadows are uneven.
In front of a small farmhouse, a man in a dark blue robe stood with his hands behind his back.
The tall figure with clear features does not fit in with the dilapidated farmhouse behind him.
There was a man kneeling at Wei Ziyuan's feet. He was a thin and small figure. He was a servant in Xianyun Pavilion.
In the past, he didn't take care of much, just waited at the second gate. Once, he fell ill and overslept, and there happened to be a banquet at the mansion that day, so he almost missed an important event.
It was a bitterly cold winter day. The servant knelt beside a dry well, shivering, his forehead bleeding. He only begged the steward not to kick him out of the house.
Wei Ziyuan happened to pass by and glanced at the servant from a distance. Everyone knew that he was a servant of Song Lingzhi, so how could he dare to disobey him? He immediately released the servant and even waived the reward for the punishment.
The servant was so grateful to Wei Ziyuan that he wanted to work like a slave for him.
Hearing that Wei Ziyuan had followed Old Man Su to the mountain, the servants would come over when they had time, either to bring Wei Ziyuan some food or to pass on messages and run errands for him.
Later, Wei Ziyuan saw that he was an honest and upright person, so he would occasionally ask him to deliver the pawn shop account books.
This pawnshop was owned by Wei Ziyuan himself. Although it was not as big as the Song family, this small shop made a lot of interest every day. Sometimes the interest earned in a month was more than the annual salary of an ordinary family.
Wei Ziyuan lowered his eyes and glanced through the account book.
The servant lowered his head and muttered to himself.
"Mother Liu accepted the medicine and said it worked very well. She no longer coughs so much. She also said the steward is really capable. He has only been with Old Master Su for a few days and he has even cured her old illness. Mother Liu also praised the steward for his thoughtfulness."
Wei Ziyuan said nothing, his amber eyes were calm and without any unnecessary emotions.
The servant was used to this, and picked out a few important matters in the mansion to report: "The other day, Madam Liu accompanied Old Madam Song to Jinming Temple, and she said that when the steward returns, she will send you to Mingyi Villa to accompany our young lady. She said that the young lady is alone in the mountains, and it is inevitable that she can't take care of it. If the steward is here, it will be easier to help."
Wei Ziyuan's amber eyes finally moved. He turned his head and his gaze fell lightly on the servant's face: Did she write a letter
The servant scratched his head and said, "I haven't heard anyone mention this, but the young lady has brought a lot of scriptures to the old lady recently, and the old lady even praised the young lady for being filial."
The servant smiled shyly, "The other day the old lady went to Jinming Temple for the young lady, and she said she had asked for divination from the goddess of fertility, Guanyin, for the young lady."
The sunlight gradually faded from Wei Ziyuan's face. The boy's entire face was hidden in the shadows, dark and unclear, and he stopped talking.
Fortunately, he was always so cold and indifferent, so the servant didn't find it strange and continued to talk to himself.
No matter how much he said, Wei Ziyuan didn't respond.
After a while, the servant said goodbye and left.
Wei Ziyuan was the only one left in the deserted courtyard.
A bamboo fence stretched in front of the yard, and sparrows in the yard gathered in groups of three or two, pecking at food.
Not long after, Mr. Su got up from his lunch break. Although he was old, he didn't want any extra people to serve him and liked to do everything by himself.
Wei Ziyuan had already prepared water for washing his face and placed it on the long chair at the door.
After washing his face to wake himself up, Mr. Su caught a glimpse of Wei Ziyuan squatting in the backyard chopping wood. He smiled and called out, "Ziyuan, come here."