Wen Xiangyanyu

The sky is light.

Ling Qiyan opened his eyes and found that his hands and feet were wrapped around Wen Ying's body. He was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly rolled out of the person's arms, wishing to slap himself again.

As soon as he moved, Wen Ying slowly opened his eyes and turned his head to look at him.

The light in the bed tent was dim, but Wen Ying's eyes were extraordinarily bright. They were very sharp early in the morning. Ling Qiyan, who was being watched, swallowed subconsciously, lowered his head and stopped looking at him, and would be trapped by him. The leg between the knees was slowly drawn out.

Just halfway through the pump, Wen Ying suddenly turned over and pressed on him. Ling Qiyan was caught off guard and exclaimed.

After that, when he noticed the changes in Wen Ying's body, Ling Qiyan turned green: "You, you, let me go..."

Wen Ying whispered in his ear with a hoarse voice: "You said last night that you are willing to do this."

"I never said that! Hiss—"

One of his feet was caught by Wen Ying, and the man's callused fingertips pressed against his ankle and pinched it, and then rubbed down on the sole of his foot.

Ling Qiyan couldn't take it anymore, her voice was soft, and tears welled up in her eyes: "Let me go, don't pinch me."

The more he said that, the more presumptuous Wen Ying's movements became. He let go of his foot, but pinched it all the way up his calf.

Putting his legs together again, Wen Ying's other hand went into his shirt and stuck it to his waist.

Half an hour later, Ling Qiyan lay paralyzed on the bed and gasped for breath, Wen Ying got up in his coat and asked someone to bring hot water.

Being carried into the bathtub by Wen Ying, Ling Qiyan finally came back to his senses. He raised his hand and wanted to slap him, but Wen Ying grabbed his hand and pushed him into the water: "Hurry up and have breakfast."

……unacceptable.

The inside of the thigh was red, and it hurt even more when sitting in the water. The more Ling Qiyan thought about it, the more depressed he became. In the past, he was the only one who could treat this bastard like this. Now this bastard doesn't care about him at all and forces him. He shouldn't follow This person came out together.

Forget it, he endured it, when he returned to Beijing, he went to Jiangnan immediately, and never saw this person again!

When eating breakfast, Ling Qiyan was still angry, and he put down his chopsticks before taking a few bites. Wen Ying reminded him softly: "If you don't eat now, when you arrive at Xiayao Village at noon, I'm afraid you won't be able to eat more." Are you going to be hungry all day again?"

Ling Qiyan silently picked up the chopsticks again.

At Chenshi, accompanied by the county magistrate of Guangxian County, the prince set off for Xiayao Village with a guard of honor.

After leaving the city, there was a long and endless mountain road. Ling Qiyan sat by the car window and looked out the window quietly, feeling a little dazed.

He should have grown up in this kind of place. Like most of the poor people here, he lived a life of precarity. He is not as capable as Wen Ying. .

Thinking of this, Ling Qiyan felt uncomfortable, raised his head, and closed his eyes tightly.

Wen Ying glanced at him, his eyes moved, and then he looked away silently.

It was late at the end of the day when we arrived at Xiayao Village, Li Zheng and the village head had brought the whole village to wait at the gate of the village, and saw the prince's guard of honor approaching from a distance, and they knelt down on the ground together.

The Wen family and Mr. Zhao knelt at the head of the crowd. Although Wen Liehu was gone, he still had a brother and two cousins, both of whom were honest farmers in the village.

Wen Ying got out of the car and helped his uncles and teachers up with his own hands. Those people were a little trembling at first, but they all shed tears when they heard Wen Ying still address them as before.

Ling Qiyan followed Wen Ying, silently looking at the Wen family in front of him.

Before coming here, Wen Ying said that Wen Orion's brother looks very similar to him. This farmer is tall and burly. For a while, he was speechless, his heart was up and down, and he couldn't tell what it was like.

Without rushing into the village, everyone surrounded Wen Ying and went up the mountain first.

Wen Liehu was buried in the cemetery at the back of the village. There used to be only a simple tomb, but now it has been repaired according to the regulations of the Marquis. A tall jade tablet has been erected in front of the tomb, and there are people guarding the tomb day and night.

Wen Ying poured three glasses of wine in front of the stele, knelt down in full view, and kowtowed three more times.

Ling Qiyan's mind went blank, and he followed Wen Ying in a daze to do the same thing, until he came down from the mountain, still looking dazed as if he had lost his soul.

After returning to the village, Wen Ying took Ling Qiyan and went directly to his uncle's house.

His father used to be a hunter, and his family lived in the mountains, while his uncles lived in this village and took care of the family's few acres of land.

Now Xiayao Village is located in a remote barren mountain. It is one of the poorest villages in the ten miles and eight towns. Those who are capable, at least barely afford Wen Ying to study.

After the death of Wen Liehu, Wen Ying was able to continue his schooling thanks to the support of Mr. Zhao. These uncles also helped him, and the family often couldn't open the pot, but as long as there was a bite to eat, Wen Ying would never be forgotten. Like parent and child.

These people are all honest people. After Wen Orion was posthumously donated to the Marquis, the magistrate of Guangxian County came to Xiayao Village and said that they would take them to the county town. They didn't dare to go, and the county sent them. They didn't dare to take the money, and Wen Ying specially sent people to deliver a lot of things later, and their life is much easier now.

Wen Ying introduced the elders in the family to Ling Qiyan. Except for the uncles and aunts, most of the elders in the family are gone. There is only one elderly uncle and grandmother, who was the one who delivered the two of them.

The people in the Wen family didn't know much, but it wasn't that they didn't understand everything. Although they didn't say it clearly, they had already guessed about the child exchange, but they didn't expect that the one who was exchanged to their family would be the emperor's son.

They didn't even dare to think about such a huge disaster. When they first found out about it, they even thought that a catastrophe was imminent.

Fortunately, not only did the emperor not care about their crime of punishing the nine clans, but he also bestowed titles on their brothers. Now the child Wen Ying came back to worship in person, which made them both panic and guilty.

Ling Qiyan was a little at a loss, subconsciously followed Wen Ying to call people, how could those people dare to respond, even if they knew that Ling Qiyan was their brother's biological son, but the little man in front of him who looked at gold and jade, they Don't even dare to look at it more, let alone do other things.

Ling Qiyan lowered her head, unable to say a word, only filled with unspeakable depression.

The noon meal was served at Wen's family here. Farmers always only eat morning and evening meals, but in order to entertain Wen Ying and Ling Qiyan, the family's uncles, grandmothers and a few aunts worked all morning and made a big table for them. A very hearty meal.

Ling Qiyan sat on the table with Wen Ying. In his opinion, the dishes in front of him were extremely poor in appearance. It was impossible for him to appear on his dining table before, but looking at the longing eyes of the children on the other side of the small table , and the drooling expression, he knew that this might be a good thing they had never eaten.

If there is no difference in Yun's thought 20 years ago, he will, like these people here, treat these dishes as the supreme delicacy, and he may not eat them a few times in his life.

Ling Qiyan couldn't taste the taste of a meal, and the Wen family thought it was not to his liking, so they didn't dare to persuade him to eat more, with apologetic eyes, Ling Qiyan felt more and more uncomfortable seeing it.

After lunch, Wen Ying mentioned to several uncles that he wanted to take them to Beijing.

Those men were about to refuse immediately. They had been peasants all their lives, and they had no place to stand in when they went to places like the capital, and they were embarrassed to rely on Wen Ying to help them.

Wen Ying calmly persuaded: "The younger brothers are still young, and they can study seriously when they go to Shangjing. In the future, they will take the imperial examinations and go to official careers. Da Ya and the others can marry better."

"Can……"

"After going to Shangjing, there are still many ways to make a living. You won't be unable to survive. I will help you, but the Wen family will have to rely on you in the future."

When Wen Ying said this, the psychological burden of these people suddenly eased a lot. They didn't care about it, they were just afraid of causing trouble to Wen Ying, but if their children can really study and go to official careers in the future, the girls can marry a good man and have a good life. Days, of course they are extremely happy.

He hesitated for a while, Wen Ying didn't say any more, and patiently waited for them to make their own decisions.

Before the elders could make up their minds, a tall and strong young man stood up, slapped his chest, and said to Wen Ying, "Brother... my lord, I'm already sixteen, and I won't do much to study at this age. Let Tie Dan and the others Go read it, didn’t you say you were going to lead the army in the northwest? I’ll go with you, so that I can make military achievements, become a general in the future, and honor my ancestors.”

Uncle Wen was about to scold someone, but Wen Ying nodded, "Yes."

Now these people in the family couldn't sit still, especially those children who were already sensible, they were even more excited and looked at the adults eagerly.

In the end, it was the oldest uncle who made the final decision: "You can go if you want, the prince has treated us so kindly, and if there are really promising young people in the Wen family in the future, we will order a cow as a horse to repay the prince."

In the afternoon, Wen Ying went to visit Mr. Zhao's house alone.

This old Mr. Zhao is a scholar. He didn't take the exam again when he was 50 years old. He brought his only grandson, Zhao Xi, back to Xiayao Village to live in seclusion. He opened a private school and accepted students from the nearby villages. He is very prestigious in the village. .

Zhao Xiyuan was also promising. He was admitted as a scholar at the age of 15 and was recommended to study in the Imperial College. Unfortunately, within half a year, bad news came back.

Wen Ying was enlightened by Mr. Zhao when he was five years old, and studied with him for two years. He saw that Wen Ying was talented and intelligent, so he was afraid of delaying him. Mr. Zhao recommended him to study in a school in the town. It is really a great kindness for him to support him all the time. After Zhao Xi's accident, it was Wen Ying who collected the corpse for him and asked someone to send it back.

I haven't seen him for a few years, this old Mr. Zhao is now gray-haired and has lost all energy. After a few words with Wen Ying, he was already in tears.

Wen Ying comforted him a few words, and didn't mention Zhao Xi's matter too much, so as not to make him more sad.

Before the Shangyuan Festival, he went to Duke Wei's mansion to pay New Year's greetings. It was Shen's natal family, so he had to go.

In the mansion of the Duke of Wei, he saw Shen Xingyao, the son of the Duke of Wei who he hadn't seen for a long time. Bow down, but it's nothing at all.

He always remembered the names that Liu Qingxi said back then, never for a day.

Ling Qiyan still stayed at Wen's house, and barely talked to some uncles for a while. He felt a little uncomfortable, so he went to the yard outside, sat down on a grass mound, and watched the children playing in the yard.

The three uncles of the Wen family have a total of more than a dozen children, the oldest is sixteen, the youngest is just able to leave, and the seven-year-old has to help the family with farm work, living with the princes and daughters in the palace who are about the same age , can be described as very different.

The things that these children can play are also very limited. The older ones gather together to jump the grid, the younger ones play hide-and-seek, and there are two five- or six-year-old girls who sit aside and obediently twirl the flower rope without making any noise.

The two little girls were sitting not far from Ling Qiyan, and he was staring at him. One of them turned his head boldly and asked him hesitantly, "Do you want to play too?"

Ling Qiyan smiled embarrassingly.

When Wen Ying came back, Ling Qiyan was squatting in the yard, clumsily flipping the flower rope with his two little sisters, Wen Ying stopped, stood aside and watched for a while, Ling Qiyan seemed to be aware of it, and turned his head Seeing him, she stood up abruptly and turned her eyes away in embarrassment.

Yawned again, stretched his waist and said: "You are finally back, can you go, it's so boring here."

It seemed that he was not the one who had fun with the two little girls just now.

Wen Yingdan said: "Go home and have a look."

The home Wen Ying mentioned was the residence where he and Wen Orioles used to live in the back mountain, and it was in two directions from the cemetery. After Wen Orioles passed away, he had been studying outside, so he seldom went there.

Walking into this thatched hut in the middle of the mountain, with only three huts in the east, west and north, Ling Qiyan really knew what is called a house with four walls. Wen Ying grew up in such a place, and this place should have been his home.

The more Ling Qiyan looked at it, the more unpleasant it became: "...Did you live in this kind of place when you were young?"

"Yeah." Wen Ying replied lightly.

"Your brother's name is Tie Dan, so what's your name? Why is your name so different?" Ling Qiyan's thoughts jumped, and he asked him another question in a flash.

Wen Ying turned his eyes expressionlessly, ignoring him.

Ok?

Ling Qiyan leaned over and asked relentlessly: "Tell me, you must have a baby name. Your father didn't give you this name, did you?"

Seeing that Wen Ying still ignored him, Ling Qiyan became even more excited: "Tell me, tell me..."

"The teacher helped after enlightenment." Wen Ying threw out this sentence impatiently.

Ling Qiyan was even happier when he heard the words: "So you really have a baby name, so what is it?"

Wen Ying stopped talking nonsense with him, and went into the room to get the wooden bow that Wen Orion had been using before, and then came out, raised his chin, and motioned to Ling Qiyan: "Let's go."

Ling Qiyan pursed her lips, asking what could be wrong?

Before setting off, they went to bid farewell to Wen's family for the last time, and left with the younger brother who said they were going to the northwest.

Although they want to take the Wen family to Beijing, they have to wait for Wen Ying to ask someone to help them buy a house and arrange a place for them. But it is just a matter of Wen Ying's words. It must be done in ten and a half months, which is just right for the Wen family. Some time to sell the land here, pack up.

Before leaving, Ling Qiyan quietly asked the two little girls who had crossed the flower rope with him before: "What's your big brother's breast name?"

The little girls blinked, and the more courageous one told him crisply: "It's called a dog."

Ling Qiyan was taken aback for a moment, but Hao Xuan didn't laugh on the spot.

Sitting in the car, Wen Ying stroked the bow left by Wen Orion, speechless for a long time.

Ling Qiyan found him bored, so he reached out to snatch the bow: "God, this bow belongs to my father, and it will belong to me from now on."

Wen Ying frowned, raised his dark eyes, and looked at him silently.

Ling Qiyan suppressed a smile, and looked back provocatively: "I'm not wrong, am I?"

After a brief silence, Wen Ying closed his eyes, and said indifferently: "The name Goudan is also yours."

Ling Qiyan choked.

Pooh!He is not the one who has been called a dog for 20 years!