Wen Xiangyanyu

In the evening, there was one more person in the attic, the son of Duke Jing, the husband who cherished Hua.

The man came in and greeted Wen Ying with a smile.

Wen Ying introduced him and Ling Qiyan, the other party naturally recognized Ling Qiyan at a glance, his expression remained unmoved, and he called him Uncle, Wen Ying said he was Wen Yan, and he was just Wen Yan.

Ling Qiyan was a little drunk, and looked lazy, but there were outsiders, and it was not easy for him to lie in Wen Ying's arms, so he simply took a fishing rod and went fishing by the window.

The two chatted about homework, Ling Qiyan listened for a while, and thought in a daze, this son of Duke Jing should have come here specially after hearing the report of Wen Ying from his servants. He is so proactive, it is possible that Duke Jing's Mansion has no intention of expressing goodwill to Dong Gong.

It seems that their trip was not in vain.

It suddenly occurred to him that this man was Xihua's husband, and that girl Xihua had thought of taking Wen Ying as a noodle head before, so I don't know what the son of the world would think if he knew this, tsk.

"I haven't formally thanked His Highness for the matter of my sister. Although I can no longer do anything for her, at least I know why she died, and now the villain has been executed. No matter what, Your Highness's great kindness, my Lin family will definitely remember it." in the heart."

Lin Shizi said sincerely, Wen Ying nodded lightly: "It's a little effort, no thanks."

Afterwards, the two of them talked about other things, they were all trivial things, and they didn't mention anything about the court. Ling Qiyan listened to each other for a while, felt boring, yawned, and continued fishing in another position .

It wasn't until a fish took the bait on his fishing rod that he regained his energy in an instant, knelt up straight, and quickly reeled in the line.

I don't know what I caught at the other end, and it sank heavily.

A large carp weighing seven or eight catties broke out of the water, biting the hook and still struggling vigorously, flicking its tail.

Ling Qiyan was very happy when he saw it, and desperately pulled on the fishing line, trying to catch the fish, but couldn't get it right.

Wen Ying got up and came over to help Ling Qiyan hold the fishing rod. The water from the tail of the fish splashed on his clothes. He frowned slightly, took the fishing rod from Ling Qiyan, and quickly dragged the fish up. Throw it on the window sill, and order someone to come in and clean up the fish.

Ling Qiyan raised his smiling face proudly: "I'm amazing, right?"

Wen Ying nodded: "Yes."

It is clear that when the fish is caught, he is the one who expends more effort.

Lin Shizi looked at the interaction between the two of them, narrowed his eyes, thought of something, and said with a smile: "The cook in this village is a master at making fish soup. Your Highness and Uncle would like to give it a try, and stay in this village for later. Let's go after dinner?"

Before Wen Ying could say anything, Ling Qiyan responded happily: "Okay, let's stew the one I just caught."

"Okay, let His Highness and Uncle have a taste."

Wen Ying went to change clothes, and there were only Ling Qiyan and that Shizi Lin left in the attic. Ling Qiyan supported his head with one hand, drinking sober soup lazily, Shizi Lin asked someone to serve him some fresh fruit, and said casually: A few days ago, the Princess also mentioned Uncle to me."

"Really?" Ling Qiyan smiled, "What did the princess say?"

"It is said that Uncle has changed a lot from before, and he is promising."

Ling Qiyan was immediately amused: "How dare she talk about me in such a tone."

Lin Shizi nodded with a smile: "The princess has become a child's mother. I have always been taught by her and I am used to what I learned from my mother."

Ling Qiyan laughed loudly: "You can't do this, how embarrassing it is to be pinched to death by her?"

Lin Shizi sighed with a smile: "As long as she is happy."

When Wen Ying came back, the two had already had a good chat and made an appointment to play polo together next time.

He didn't say anything, and sat down beside Ling Qiyan.

A dinner party can be described as a feast for the guests and the host.

Ling Qiyan liked the wine called "Green Hibiscus" very much. It was not too spicy. It tasted sweet and mellow, and it had an endless aftertaste. He drank a lot before, and he even took advantage of Wen Ying to talk to Lin Shizi during dinner. , secretly drank a few more glasses.

Wen Ying looked at him several times, but he didn't stop him.

After the banquet was over, Shizi Lin sent them away respectfully.

He specially asked someone to bring two more jars of green hibiscus to them, and said to Wen Ying with a smile, "Your Highness and uncle both like this wine, so I asked someone to bring two more jars, and I hope His Highness will accept it. "