The morning sun of crossing

Hearing that person stop him, Wen Chenxu couldn't help but mourn for him in his heart.

After getting along for so long, he found that Pang Zhi treated him really well, but he was a bit rude to others, not polite with his mouth, and even more rude with his hands.

Sure enough, Pang Zhi, who didn't like such a group of self-righteous so-called talented people at first, was ready to accept as soon as he saw Wen Chenxu's face, and was immediately happy when he heard those two words.

"What's the matter, don't you want to continue to recognize? Yes, it would be a shame if you can't recognize any of them. It's also my kindness. How about this? This feather flower like a chicken feather is easy to recognize. Come and recognize it." Pang Zhi smoothly Picked a feather flower from the side.

These words made the face of the blue-clothed youth turn from black to blue, and then from blue to red.

After clenching his fists and calming down for a while, the young man gritted his teeth and said, "We've never seen those birds before, who knows if you're talking nonsense!"

"Then why didn't you just talk nonsense and let me see." Pang Zhi sarcastically said.

"Scholars like me who 'know what we know and what we don't know don't know', how can we talk nonsense like you and others!" When the young man said the word "you and others", he raised his head slightly and emphasized his tone.

With his contemptuous and disdainful look, not to mention that Pang Zhi wanted to hit someone directly, even Wen Chenxu couldn't help frowning.

"If you know it, you know it, and if you don't know it, you don't know it! I think you just don't know yourself and feel unconvinced when you see others say it? Tsk, it's obvious that you want to pretend to be a big tailed wolf." Pang Zhi shook his head.

"What's the relationship between a small-bellied chicken intestine and a big-tailed wolf?" Wen Chenxu couldn't help asking in a low voice.

"Ah? It doesn't matter, just say it smoothly." Pang Zhi also lowered his voice and replied.

Ren Kailin in the back couldn't help but raised his lower lip, and read it silently in his heart, feeling that it was indeed quite fluent.

Xu Shi found out that he was such an unscrupulous person, the young man in blue looked at Wen Chenxu, with deep doubts in his eyes, and said: "Do you dare to say that the feathers of the birds you mentioned just now are indeed all feathers?" it's the same?"

In the mind of the young man, he believed that these dandies who have nothing to do to raise birds, but he did not believe that they knew so many kinds of birds and could distinguish the feathers.

"It's all the same." For Wen Chenxu, who has read many animal atlases and the daily animal world, he can be sure that he just admitted his mistake.

Of course, the main thing is that nature is too amazing and this feather flower is too amazing, it looks like those bird feathers.

"It's the same if you say it's the same? Is there any evidence?" I thought I would be ashamed today, but seeing that things have turned around, a person in the pavilion raised his voice.

Seeing that they didn't see the coffin and didn't cry, Pang Zhi didn't know what to say. When he was about to order his followers to find someone who knew birds well, he heard Wen Chenxu say: "Since you don't believe me, let me draw it for you to see." .”

While speaking, he had already opened the wooden box beside him, found a roll of rice paper from the bottom, and took out a dark object.

The person who said he wanted evidence just now dared to say that he would draw something to show them, and wanted to say something, but was stopped by the people around him.

"Don't worry, let's see what he can draw first."

Occasionally, a few whispers with laughter came from around, nothing more than saying that he didn't even draw with pen and ink.

Wen Chenxu ignored those words, put the wooden box on his lap, spread the paper on the wooden box, and then drew on the paper with a thin carbon strip wrapped in cloth.

Glancing at the people who made the sound, Pang Zhi stared at the paper seriously, and when he saw a bird that seemed to be singing with its mouth open gradually appeared on the paper, he couldn't help smiling, and when he finished drawing, he boasted: "Morning Xu, you speak like a bird!"

Amused by his unflattering compliments, looking at the black and white birds on the paper, Wen Chenxu reached out to pick a few small blue feather flowers in his heart.

Wen Chenxu's eyes lit up when he tried to put the flower on the paper and pressed it with a little force, and found that the color was really dyed.

"Fatty, look at the kingfisher!" Wen Chenxu said happily when the black and white painting changed to color, almost forgetting the purpose of painting.

I thought he painted well, but now that there are colors, Pang Zhi felt that the bird seemed to be alive. He admired it and said, "It's so beautiful!"

After the painting was picked up, the onlookers also saw it. Seeing the vivid bird jumping off the paper, everyone who was whispering stopped.

Except for the people in the pavilion whose faces were even uglier because of Wen Chenxu's drawing, the onlookers who had nothing to do with themselves were somewhat looking forward to Wen Chenxu's next painting.

As if he had found a new toy, Wen Chenxu quickly drew a dozen birds, and then started to color them with different feathers.

When he drew more than a dozen birds, the people in the pavilion could no longer be lucky.

The faces of the few who felt that they had lost face could no longer be described as ugly. Seeing that other people's attention was on Wen Chenxu, they shook their sleeves and left if they couldn't stay any longer.

Pang Zhi, who looked at it from the side and thought it was quite interesting, said, "I'll get you one." He asked what kind of flower the bird on the paper used, and then lowered his head to play.

When more than a dozen black and white birds had bright feathers, Wen Chenxu, who belatedly remembered the original purpose, held up the painting and looked up, only to find that there was no one in the pavilion, even the young man in blue standing outside the pavilion. No one was there.

"I said they pretended to be wolves with big tails. You see, they walked away with their tails between their legs." Tsk-tsk, Pang Zhi said.

The number of onlookers has been gradually decreasing from the beginning to the present, and the people in the pavilion basically dispersed after leaving, only a few good painters are still watching.

Seeing that Wen Chenxu had finished painting at this time, several people came forward to borrow the painting.

Wen Chenxu handed them the painting with a good temper, and patiently answered their questions.

Although I don't like those literati who pretend to be lofty, but the attitude of these few who came up is very good, and Wen Chenxu is willing to chat with them, so Pang Zhi didn't say anything, squatting on the side and holding the red-bellied golden pheasant that he painted. .

Those young people who were good at painting were just curious about Wen Chenxu's painting tools and painting methods, but after chatting with him for a while, they felt that his personality was not as gentle as the rumors said.

After several people left, Pang Zhi raised his hand and said, "Give me this painting."

"Take it if you like it." Wen Chenxu said indifferently, while carefully putting the other paintings into the wooden box, preparing to take them back to Chu Rui.

Xu was inspired by dyeing the painting before, and Wen Chenxu, who saw a lot of feathers falling on the ground, picked them up and fiddled with them with his head down.

Seeing that there were many flowers on his lap and he didn't know what he was doing, Pang Zhi pushed him into an empty pavilion.

The entourage who followed went to the carriage to fetch the tea set and poured tea for the four people sitting there.

"It's actually good to come out to enjoy the scenery once in a while." Drinking tea, looking at the flowers outside the pavilion and the green hills in the distance, Pang Zhi said.

After Wen Chenxu took a sip of tea, he lowered his head and fiddled with the flowers on his lap, and hummed before he could hear what he said clearly.

Seeing his concentration, Pang Zhi smiled and didn't say anything, thinking that it was the right time to bring him here today.

At noon, many people had already left on Yuhuapo. Wen Chenxu and the others stayed here comfortably, so they didn't plan to leave so quickly. They took out the melon and fruit snacks they brought from the carriage and used them for lunch.

In the afternoon, the things Wen Chenxu was fiddling with were not ready.It turned out that he somehow manipulated those feathers and flowers into little birds.

"I didn't even know you have such strong hands." Pang Zhi boasted with a smile while carefully holding a bird in his palm.

Looking closer, it was actually a bit rough, but Wen Chenxu was very happy if he could really make it.

When the sun gradually moved westward, they were also preparing to go back.

After going downhill, Pang Zhi pushed him towards the direction of the carriage and said, "I heard that the flowers bloom for a long time. We can come back next time when we are free."

Wen Chenxu nodded, opened the wooden box in his arms and looked at the few birds he had made, thinking that he could come with Chu Chengchen next time.

When they were still some distance away from their carriage, Wen Chenxu caught sight of a nearby carriage that had just stopped, and the person smiling at him seemed to be...Fuan!

When Fuan came, could Xuanyao be in the car?

His eyes lit up, and Wen Chenxu looked at the carriage expectantly.

The next moment, the curtain of the car was lifted, and the man in a tea-white brocade robe got out of the car, walked over without looking sideways, hugged the man in the wheelchair, turned around and left.

Pushing the empty wheelchair and walking two steps forward, Pang Zhicai came to his senses, and looked back at Ren Kailin belatedly, "Did I lose my vision just now?"

Under Ren Kailin's shaking of his head, Pang Zhi, who was sure that he was not dazzled, couldn't help but blinked. After being surprised, he couldn't help being a little worried.

"Xuanyao." Unexpectedly, he appeared just as soon as he thought of him, Wen Chenxu looked up happily.

Chu Chengchen carried him into the carriage, then rubbed his head and said, "Did you have fun?"

Wen Chenxu hummed and said: "Have you ever seen Yuhua? Let me tell you, it is simply amazing. It looks exactly like the feathers of many birds. No wonder it is called Yuhua."

"By the way, we're here anyway, do you want to go down and have a look?" Wen Chenxu said.

"No need, I saw it from a distance just now. And there are still people on Huapo who haven't left. There are a few people who have been to the palace for banquets, and they should recognize me."

"That's it!"

Hearing the pity in his tone, Chu Chengchen said, "I'll accompany you to see it next time."

Wen Chenxu nodded, and immediately laughed when he found that the wooden box was still in his hands, "I almost forgot that I picked some and prepared to take them back for you to see."

He opened the box, carefully grabbed a handful of feather flowers of various colors and held them up in front of Chu Chengchen, "Are you looking good? I'll give it to you!"

"It's beautiful." Originally, because he was thinking about him in the palace, but unexpectedly came over and found that he was having a good time, Chu Chengchen took the flowers, his eyes softened.

Seeing how happy he was holding the flower, Wen Chenxu blinked, and suddenly laughed out of nowhere.

"What?" Hearing his laughter, Chu Chengchen lowered his head.

Wen Chenxu smiled and pointed to a flower in his hand, "Do you know what bird's feather this flower looks like?"

Seeing his slightly complacent look, Chu Chengchen pretended to look at him seriously for a while, then shook his head to express his ignorance.

Wen Chenxu smiled even more happily, and told him directly without showing off.

Seeing his small appearance, Chu Chengchen lowered his head and kissed him on the cheek, and couldn't help but take another bite.

His bite was not hard, just felt a little itchy. Wen Chenxu pushed his face and smiled while saying: "I don't recognize or bite!"

Seeing that he thought he was playing with him, Chu Chengchen, who was about to bite and let go, took the opportunity to kiss him twice on the face and finally bit his soft ear before raising his head.

Covering his face with one hand and ears with the other, Wen Chenxu stared at him with his almond eyes wide open.

After looking at him with a smile for a while, Chu Chengchen pointed to a pitch-black feather flower in his hand and asked him, "What kind of bird's feather does this look like?"

"You don't know crows either." Wen Chenxu said, put down both hands, and pointed to those flowers one by one and told him.

After finishing speaking, Wen Chenxu showed him his painting again, and after being praised, he happily held up the bird he made to show him.

Just after Wen Chenxu happily shared his paintings and birds with Chu Chengchen, he suddenly remembered, "What should I do, I forgot to tell Pang Zhi when I left!"

"It's okay, I'll let someone talk to him later." Chu Chengchen said.

Back in the palace, Wen Chenxu gave Chu Rui his painting and a bird he made. Chu Rui really liked it, and later he also played with the feather flower he brought back to color the painting.

After returning this time, Wen Chenxu did not run outside the palace for the next few days.

That night, Wen Chenxu, who was lying on the bed, noticed that the person beside him was holding him tighter and tighter, so he opened his eyes and said, "Xuanyao, can't you sleep?"

Chu Chengchen rubbed his chin against his head, and said after a while: "Your uncle will arrive in the capital in two days."

"I know, what's wrong?" Wen Chenxu asked puzzled.

"After he comes back, it won't be convenient for you to stay in the palace every day." Chu Chengchen said in a low tone.

Wen Chenxu, who wanted to ask why, suddenly remembered that his uncle liked to be with his nephew the most, so he stopped asking.

"Then, shall I go back to my residence tomorrow?" Wen Chenxu also knew that staying in the palace like this was against the rules. Bring trouble to Chu Chengchen.

"We'll talk about it the day after tomorrow." Chu Chengchen patted his head, half-closed his eyes, wondering what he was thinking.

Seeing that he stopped talking, Wen Chenxu said: "Actually, it's okay to move out. You can come out of the palace to find me when the time comes. If you're busy, I can also enter the palace from the tunnel to find you."

Wen Chenxu became a little excited when he talked about the secret road that he hadn't walked through yet, "Is that secret road accessible for wheelchairs?"

Seeing that he was already thinking about how they would meet before he moved out, Chu Chengchen felt a little better, "Of course, I will take you around tomorrow."