Kuai Chuan is not a person

"Then punish him to copy the book for me for three days." Chu Lan closed the fan in his hand, and everyone looked at each other with a clear look in their eyes.

Looking at the handsome Tan Hua Lang in brocade clothes and jade crowns, I couldn't help but feel pity for him. His Royal Highness Cheng Wang must have been very hard to toss, and I don't know if he can still come out of the palace completely.

When punishment is punished, Wen Xi calmly agreed.

Then he sneaked back to the inn while Chu Lan was drinking and socializing.

He reckoned that the emperor's decree would come down in a few days, Zhu Hongwen, the number one scholar, should be edited by the sixth-rank Hanlin Academy, while he and Chang Wu should be edited by the seventh-rank Hanlin Academy.

The editorial work of the Hanlin Academy is generally the drafting of imperial edicts, the compilation of historical books, and the lectures at banquets. In fact, it is the work of an intern, but he can be regarded as a serious official of the seventh rank. I have taken a fancy to a small courtyard, and I plan to go out to have a look and buy it as soon as possible.

As soon as I went out, I heard a group of chirping sparrows chatting on the apricot tree. The voice was crisp and sweet, which made people not feel noisy. It was like listening to a group of childish children talking about books in a decent way. It was also interesting.

"Boss hasn't come back for a long time, I'm a little worried about him." Little Fat Que's voice was dull.

"It may have turned into a braised sparrow."

"Boss eats and drinks spicy food in the palace, so leave us here to drink the northwest wind."

A group of little sparrows suddenly mourned, as if they were the wretched wives left behind by a heartless man. The corner of Wen Xi's mouth twitched, and he went to the inn to get a few steamed buns, tore them into small pieces and sprinkled them under the tree.

"Wuwu is really kind-hearted." The little sparrows fluttered their wings and flew down the tree, pecking at the crumbs of steamed buns, like sparrows that have been hungry for 800 years.

"He's so handsome! When I transform into a human form, I'll repay the favor with my body!" The little female sparrow quickly pecked at the steamed bun, not forgetting to lift her small head and look at him with her black round eyes.

The little sparrow's eyes are small and round, its belly is white, and its round body is very cute. Wen Xi couldn't help pressing her little head with his fingers, and said with a smile: "It's not necessary to make a promise with your body."

It was suddenly dark in front of him, his eyes were covered from behind, and the hard calluses on his broad palms made the corners of his eyes itchy, Wen Xi struggled twice, but instead pushed himself into the embrace of the man behind him.

"What promise?"

Chu Lan was a little tipsy, Wen Xi covered his eyes and heard his voice was even deeper and more magnetic, like the slightly trembling strings on a guqin, and Wen Xi was the fine dust on the strings, moving with the vibrations of the strings. Floating up and down.

The light and ambiguous smell of wine sprayed on Wen Xi's face, but it was not unpleasant, with a faint aroma of wine.

"I'll save you, do you want to promise me with your body?" The two hid between the tree and the green wall under the shade of the apricot tree. Chu Lan let go of his hand and wrapped his arms around his waist from behind.

Wen Xi laughed, "You're drunk."

Why didn't he know that Chu Lan had rescued him?Obviously it's a blockage.

Chu Lan played with a strand of black hair hanging down with his right hand, twisted it around his hand twice, and then let the hair loosen to return to its original shape.

He said with a smile: "If I don't punish you, they will definitely drink you. Is it a relief?"

Wen Xi snorted softly: "It's better to pour wine than to copy books."

Chu Lan: "Really?"

Wen Xi turned back, Chu Lan's hand on his waist also turned half a circle, Wen Xi turned half a circle in his arms, and the two faced each other.

Wen Xi raised his head slightly: "Of course."

Chu Lan frowned slightly, as if remembering something terrible: "You were drunk when we first met."

He paused, and continued: "You are not quiet when you are drunk, and you like to sneak into people's arms. I sent you back to the inn that day, but you still pulled my sleeve to prevent me from leaving."

fraud.

Wen Xi blushed, thinking to himself, just make it up.

He is wearing a crimson robe today, which makes his skin more radiant than snow, his cheeks are flushed, and his big star-like eyes are pitch-black. Chu Lan couldn't help but reach out and caress his cheeks, She pinched his chin and kissed him in a daze.

Chu Lan's kiss was not as gentle and tender as before. It was strong and he could not refuse it. It was menacing, as if he was leading an elite army to attack the city in Wenxi's territory with impunity.

Wen Xi panted lightly and tried to push him away, but Chu Lan pressed his waist familiarly, turning into a limp Tanhualang and pressing him against the apricot tree to bully.

The little sparrows under the tree all scattered, fluttering their wings and flying up to the treetops, hiding behind the pink and white apricot blossoms with blush, and the older sparrows covered the young chubby sparrows with their wings. They looked at their eyes, but couldn't help opening their own round eyes, poking their heads out from behind the apricot blossoms, quietly looking at the two people hiding behind the tree with overlapping clothes.

Fortunately, this tree is old, and the place is considered remote, so no one would come here at the moment, and the huge canopy was full of delicate apricot blossoms, completely covering the two of them.

Wen Xi still felt ashamed, what if someone came over?

He stretched out his hand and patted Chu Lan's chest, but he couldn't exert any force. Instead, it turned into a light provocation, which taught Chu Lan to free up one hand to hold it, so as to teach him not to make trouble again.

It took a long time for Chu Lan to let him go, his lips were just parted, and they were still very close, and there was a hint of sake when he spoke, which made Wen Xi, who hadn't even touched a drop of wine, feel a little drunk.

There was a smile on the corners of Chu Lan's eyes and brows: "What are you afraid of? No one can see it."

Wen Xi glared at him with all the strength left in his body: "The sparrow on the tree saw it."

He had very sharp ears and could hear clearly the group of noisy little sparrows discussing them in a low voice in the tree.

May I ask how it feels to hear a group of chirping little animals quietly cheering you on while you are rubbing hands with your lover?

Chu Lan was amused by him, she put her arms around his head and put it on his shoulders, her tone of voice was full of smiles: "It doesn't matter, I'm drunk."

Wen Xi: "If you're drunk, you can molest a humble minister in broad daylight?"

The system said solemnly: "Seeing you reminds me of a poem."

Wen Xi was distracted and asked, "What?"

System: "Chun Seman Garden can't be closed."

Wen Xi: "..."

Wen Xi doesn't care about the educated system and the drunk who relies on him, but the drunk half-pulls and drags him to his home, so Wen Xi has no choice but to come down seriously and talk to him.

Wen Xi: "I've taken a fancy to a yard on the side of Shuyu Street, and now I'm going to settle down quickly."

He felt that his patience with Chu Lan could lead him to become a kindergarten teacher, and he realized it with emotion and reason: "In the past few days, many Jinshi are probably looking for a place to stay, and I might be bought by others if I go late." If we leave, we will have to spend a lot of time looking for a place to live."

Chu Lan thought for a moment, and then became serious: "The yard on Shuyu Street is not good, don't buy it."

Wen Xi was taken aback, Chu Lan knew Qiong better than him, maybe it would be inconvenient to buy the yard there, so she asked: "I see that street has a strong smell of books, it is a place that scholars love to go, and it can be regarded as Qiong's house." Is there anything wrong with this elegant place in the capital?"

Chu Lan nodded with a serious face, "Feng Shui is not good."

Wen Xi raised his heart, thinking that it must be haunted: "Did anything happen there?"

Chu Lan shook her head: "No."

Wen Xi wondered, "Then why is Feng Shui bad?"

Chu Lan: "It's too far from Prince Cheng's Mansion."

Wen Xi: "..."

Yes, it makes sense, and then he decided to go to Shuyu Street to buy the yard immediately, but the man behind him followed him like a clingy ghost, so Wen Xi had no choice but to persuade him: "Aren't you going to do business? "

Chu Lan: "I don't have any business to do."

I don't want to be busy with anything else, I just want to be busy with you.

Wen Xi was afraid that he would pick on this one and dislike that one as soon as he entered the yard, and the owner of the yard would not sell it to him if he was unhappy. Chu Lan complained that he would live with him anyway, so why spend money to buy a yard?

The frugal and frugal His Royal Highness Cheng followed the prodigal son Wenxi to successfully buy the yard. Although Chu Lan disapproved of him buying the yard, he had to agree in his heart that the yard was good, with flowers, trees, water, and rocks, and the furnishings were elegant and exquisite. , It is really wrong to say that it has bad Feng Shui.

Chu Lan began to think seriously, Shuyu Street is seven streets away from his palace, two gardens, one Qiongdu Lake, whether it is feasible to build a tunnel between Wenxi's courtyard and his palace.

It seemed unlikely, he sighed.

After Wen Xi paid the silver and got the title deed, he heard his sigh and turned around and said with a smile: "It's getting late, why don't you go have a meal?"

Chu Lan nodded: "Go to the palace to eat."

It may be because he sneaked away without saying a word during the Yaolin banquet, so Chu Lan followed him every step of the way, as if he wanted to see him complete the punishment of copying the book with his own eyes, and was afraid that he would slip away again.

The owner of the yard just came over to see him off: "There are still some things inside that haven't been moved. If Mr. Wen is rushing to move in these few days, I will move them out tonight."

Chu Lan answered first, "Don't bother, he won't move in until three days later."

The owner of the courtyard thanked Chu Lan quickly, and Wen Xi looked at Chu Lan helplessly. Did he really want to stare at him and finish copying the book?

The two went out, and the sky was glowing with the morning glow. Wen Xi raised his hands in front of Chu Lan, and joked: "Your Highness is so afraid that I will run away, why don't you tie me up?"

Chu Lan really took out a pomegranate red ribbon from her sleeve, and lightly tied up Wen Xi's raised wrist. She couldn't help but tie a complicated and beautiful knot. I can't open it either.

Chu Lan took the other end of the red silk, and pulled Wenxi onto the sedan chair parked in front of the door. Shuyu Street was far away from the palace. walk back.

Wen Xi stared, he dug a hole for himself, and looked at his tied hands, wanting to cry: "Why do you carry this kind of thing with you?"

Chu Lan tugged at the ribbon: "Pingle said he liked it last time, and I bought it on the way to find you today."

He looked at Wen Xi's whole body, the crimson robe with a big red ribbon, and the white wrists tied with the red silk were really pretty, and said with a smile: "I didn't expect it to match you very well."

Coincidentally, the sedan chair carried by the servants of the palace was also light red. Wen Xi heard another unknown bird parked on the wall beside him: "Are they getting married?"

The other bird nodded seriously: "Of course, I've seen other people get married, it's exactly the same."

The evening wind blew in through the drawn curtains, mixed with the sweet fragrance of the apricot blossoms in full bloom in Qiongdu. Chu Lan leaned on the sedan chair and looked at Wen Xi sitting opposite him, holding the other end of the tied Wen Xi tightly in her hand. With the red silk in Xi's hands, he thought that when he returned home, he would have to ask who arranged the sedan chair.

Give him three times the monthly payment.

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The author has something to say:

System: So here comes the question, besides the little sparrow, have the hidden guards seen it?

Shadow One: I'm not, I don't, our professional ethics avoid privacy.shivering jpg.