After the rebirth, I became a Buddha, but the scumbags started to panic

The boy said, "It's Mr. Song."

Yan Wan understood, he washed his hands, strode out, Song Yi was waiting in the main hall.

The snow-white figure is as straight as a pine and cypress, and the rich and colorful fragrance can be smelled lightly, which is very strange. Obviously, the smell is getting fainter, but somehow it will get into the nose. He surrounded.

Yan Wan called out: "Teacher."

Song Yi turned her head gracefully, looked at him with warmth in her eyes, and said slowly: "Today's Qixi Festival, I miss you bored, so I came to see you."

Yan Wan smiled and said: "It's not boring at all. Yun Sheng is not in the capital, so I learned how to make pastries. When he comes back, I can make them for him to eat."

There was a trace of strangeness in Song Yi's eyes, but there was no extra emotion, he just said: "Come here, I have a gift for you."

Yan Wan looked at him suspiciously, Fang Cha Song Yi had his sleeves rolled up, the wide sleeves were hanging down, covering his hands, it was not noticeable unless you looked carefully.

Yan Wan stretched out a hand hesitantly, and saw Song Yi raised his hand, and two wide sleeves brushed against his palm. He didn't see what was in his hand, but the furry touch made his eyes slightly open, Hold it with both hands immediately.

Then Song Yi retracted his hand, and the sleeve slid off, revealing a snow-white rabbit in his palm.

A very small one, with drooping ears and red eyes, looks very sad.

But it was so cute that this sad face looked very funny, Yan Wan couldn't help but burst out laughing.

Sangsangtu was not afraid of people, but he didn't seem to like too bright light. Without cover, he kicked his legs in Yan Wan's hand, as if he was going to get back into his sleeve.

Song Yi said softly: "I picked up this rabbit by accident. If you are bored, you can tease him. If you don't have time to raise it, you can send it to me to raise it for you for two days. This way life will be much more fun."

Yan Wan frowned, and said sincerely: "Thank you teacher."

The corners of Song Yi's lips curled up.

He seldom smiles, and rarely has such a gentle appearance, just like the pear blossoms blooming on the branches in spring, accidentally blown by the sudden wind into a shower of rain, shedding a beautiful fragrance all over the place.

Song Yi knew that he would like it, and he finally let go of his breath when he came, and he said: "I'll go back now."

Yan Wan said: "Wait."

Then let the servant bring over his little bird steamed cake and give it to Song Yi.

"I made it with my own hands, and I hope the teacher will not dislike it."

The exquisite food box is so tightly stitched that you don't know what's inside until you open it.

Song Yi's eyes suddenly brightened, and he couldn't hide his surprise: "Are you really willing to send me?"

"Where did the teacher say this? I really like the rabbit that the teacher gave me. I don't have anything else to return. I just happened to make a pastry. The teacher will take it home and try it."

Yan Wan said seriously.

Song Yi said with a rare smile: "Okay, then I will take it away."

Yan Wan personally sent him off, sent him outside the house, watched him board the carriage, and then returned to the house, where he concentrated on playing with the rabbit.

I don't want to make the steamed bird cake, but the rabbit is more fun, Yan Wan put it on the table, let it run away, poked its rabbit ears, and said: "Do you have a name, or should I call you Xiao Baiyun? "

It is impossible for the rabbit to return him, so the name "Little Baiyun" came into being.

The last one didn't come, so Yan Wan simply sat in the main hall so as not to run away, but didn't want Lan Pei to remain silent.

After waiting until late at night, Yan Wan reluctantly put Xiao Baiyun to sleep, fed it with water and grass, and built a comfortable rabbit nest.

Yan Wan didn't want to lock it up, even animals don't like a cold cage, so she decided to find someone to take care of it.

There is no need to trouble Song Yi, if you always send it to Song Yi to raise it, it is inevitable that you will have frequent contact with Song Yi, he is a married man, so you have to avoid it.

Before Lan Pei came, Yan Wan decided to go to sleep. He went back to the wing and took a bath, changed into a loose white robe, and wiped the water droplets from his hair with a towel.

Fushun, who had come back after enjoying the game, knocked on the door: "Master, Master Lan is here."

Whether to see or not to see is entirely up to Yan Wan.

Yan Wan asked, "Where is he?"

Fushun: "Waiting in the main hall."

Yan Wan sighed, changed her clothes, wiped her wet hair roughly, and tied it with a hair crown.

The water droplets will seep into the clothes when the hair tie is worn, and Yan Wan doesn't like the sticky feeling.

When we arrived at the main hall, we saw Lan Pei.

He seems to have been busy with official duties all day, and he just regained his senses at this moment, the ink on the sleeves is still wet, and there is no expression on his warm eyebrows.

Yan Wan frowned fiercely: "You were punished by Uncle Lan again?"

The ink stain was definitely accidentally stained while copying the book.

Lan Pei glanced at him, a little helpless: "You can also find out this way, and you are already very careful when copying the book."

He could change clothes and come back again, but he really didn't want Yan Wan to wait for a long time, so he came over as soon as he finished copying the book.

He smiled and said, "The lantern you gave me is very beautiful."

One look at it and you can tell it was bought by a servant, but Yan Wan has such a heart, he already likes it very much.

It was because of this lantern that copying books started. The boy who brought the lantern was bumped into by Father Lan, and the father and son had a big fight over Yan Wan. In the end, Father Lan used his father's identity to put pressure on him and punished him On Qixi Festival, he was not allowed to go out, and he was asked to copy scriptures ten times.

The selected scriptures were thin enough, but there were still quite a few pages. In order to be able to see Yan Wan, his handwriting was very scribbled, and the content was omitted, which was very different from his previous mentality of viewing copying as meditation.

Yan Wan didn't know what to say, recalling the news he had received from Father Yan before, he said with concern: "His Royal Highness the Third Prince has touched you, how are you doing in court?"

Lan Pei chuckled: "Don't worry, it's all thunder and rain, I have the emperor's grace, and your majesty favors me, no one can do anything to me, at most I will be excluded in the Hanlin Academy, but I don't mind .”

Yan Wan was still very guilty: "I got you in trouble."

"I do it for myself."

The person he likes can't be placed next to his rival in love. It's nothing to suffer, not to mention suffering, he is willing to go up the mountain of swords and under the frying pan.

Lan Pei didn't want to see Yan Wan sad, so he immediately changed the subject and said to him: "Qixi Festival is almost over, Brother Wan, do you want to catch the end and go to the street to see it, it's really lively."

Since he was a child, he likes to be lively, and his temper is extremely playful, how can he bear loneliness.

Yan Wan was really moved, but still refused: "No, I can't go."

"At this time, the lanterns have not been removed, but there are not many people on the street. You have been bored in the mansion for so long, and you will be unhappy if you are bored. The old princess doesn't want to see it, so you just follow me to see it." look."

If the person in front of him was Qi Yunsheng, Yan Wan's heart might have been moved after hearing this.

But unfortunately not, so Yan Wan could only refuse again: "No, it's not possible."

Lan Peili stared at her for a while, then suddenly stepped forward and grabbed his wrist, pulling him and ran wildly. Under the astonished eyes of Fushun outside the hall, the two ran out of the house in a blink of an eye.

Just like what happened many times when I was a child, but the situation is reversed. Lan Pei was naughty when he was a child, but because of Lan's father's strict discipline, he dared not do many things, and he was a little restrained. He was allowed to do anything that was not very dangerous, so he developed a free and easy temperament.

As long as Lan Pei hesitates, Yan Wan will take his hand and run away. When he committed a crime, Lan Pei was taken home by Lan Pei, and Lan Pei remembered regretting it. Yan ran with him.

Yan Wan was led by Lan Pei and ran all the way for a long distance. They couldn't run any longer. The two stopped panting, and then he whistled, and a horse came galloping from the night.

Lan Pei turned over and stretched out his hand to Yan Wan. Yan Wan fixedly looked at him and saw the corner of his smiling lips, feeling a little helpless, but still grabbed the strength and rode up.

"If Da Jun wants to blame you, blame me. I insisted on bringing you out. Sit tight."

The horse neighed and galloped forward.

The market was just around the corner, and Lan Pei kept saying that there were not many people, but the streets were still crowded with people. I really didn't expect that the people in Kyoto would sleep so late because the curfew was lifted overnight on Qixi Festival.

Lan Pei got off the horse, threw the reins, and smiled at him, with stars in his eyes: "Look, brother, is it hot or not, and is it good to see?"

The bustling crowd is reflected in the bright light of thousands of lanterns, with fragrant clouds and temples, and jade belts and brocades. Walking in the street, I feel like a drop in the world, but the joyful atmosphere of fireworks is touching, as if I have gradually warmed up.

Yan Wan's smile bloomed bit by bit, unable to hide his true nature for a moment, he said: "Brother Lan, do you have any money, I want to eat this fried prawn."

Of course I brought it.

Lanpei paid the money and bought four, and Yanwan had three for himself. The fried shrimp was wrapped in something and fried. The surface was golden, the shell was crispy and the inside was crispy, and it was extremely delicious.

Lan Pei only ate one, and Yan Wan finished all three, and then looked at them eagerly, as if he was still unsatisfied.

The fried shrimp peddler smiled: "This is an original craft of mine. I'm going back to the countryside when it's sold out today and tomorrow. If it wasn't for the excitement of the Qixi Festival in Kyoto, I wouldn't come here. Guest officer, your brother still wants to eat it. If you buy a few more, you won’t be able to eat them later.”

Lan Pei took out the money and said, "Eight more."

Yan Wan likes it, let him eat to his full.

Yan Wan originally wanted to say "four is enough", but he paid the money, but kept his mouth shut. When the shrimps were fried and skewered with wooden sticks, the blue pendant was handed to him: "Eat it, brother."

The tone was full of jokes.

Yan Wan blushed inexplicably, took the fried shrimp, took a bite, lowered her head, her tongue curled up from the heat.

"If brother Wan thinks it's ambiguous to go out shopping with me, just call me brother like the peddler thinks, brother Lan will be uncomfortable no matter what."

Pooh.

My brother is even more awkward.

Yan Wan glared at him, not wanting to be molested by him, Lan Pei immediately stopped, not wanting to annoy him, then looked at other stalls, and asked: "Do you want to play with rings? There is a tumbler you like."

When Yan Wan was young, he liked tumblers the most, because they never fell down, and one person could play for half an hour. There were many people in front of the ring stall, and many gentlemen put them on their wives, but none of them caught them. The crowd around snickered.

Yan Wan glanced at it, smiled, and said, "I can't do it, and I'll be embarrassed too. My brother must be very good at this kind of thing."

The author has something to say: the surprises are over, for four people, a lantern, a firework, a rabbit, and a lively scene, who is the most exciting!

……感谢在2020-06-2822:40:33~2020-06-2921:45:28期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

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