The general is in charge of the routine again

Yang Jianxin wrote down all these, and after seeing off Wang Qingyi, sat down, took Wen Mu's hand, and slowly relaxed.

When the hand is opened, the palm still feels a little painful, which is similar to the wound on the abdomen, with several more flesh marks.

Yang Jianxin felt distressed when he saw it.

I picked it up and blew it, then wiped it gently with hot water, and after cleaning it, I applied a layer of medicine before it was finished.

Today's capital is very lively, with people traveling from south to north, acrobatics and operas, everything that one expects to find.It was even more prosperous at night.

In the evening, Wen Mu and Yang Jianxin had dinner early, and the two went out to the Canal Bridge.

The canal bridge is the main stream of the moat, flowing through the imperial city to the south.

There are hundreds of flower boats parked beside the canal. On the flower boats are girls Yingying, Yanyan, and nobles who are chatting and laughing.

There are countless hawkers on both sides of the street, hawking: "Festival lanterns! Jade Rabbit lanterns, Weaver Girl lanterns, Cowherd lanterns, spinning top lanterns..."

Aside: "Selling masks! Sun Monkey, Zhu Gangyan, Seven Fairies..."

Several streets in the capital are filled with small stalls.

At this moment, the streets are crowded with people, and every step feels difficult to move.

Yang Jianxin was afraid that someone would assassinate Wen Mu at this time, so he held Wen Mu in his arms, surrounded by four people in front of him and behind him.

Those four people had sharp eyes, and as soon as anyone approached Wen Mu, they would immediately slap him across the face, scaring them away for a distance.

So the six of them are the most special among the group of people.

It's hard to find the killer if you don't want to.

Wen Mu sighed, and said, "Don't be so cautious, I'm sure, if a killer came to kill me, he would be able to find me in the crowd at a glance."

Yang Jianxin took a look, and there was a space three people wide around them.

Well, he does feel that this is a bit too much.

But he was really worried. In this chaotic time, it was a great opportunity to assassinate Wen Mu.

Yang Jianxin was about to say something, when gongs and drums were beating in front of him, and a large group of people surrounded him in an instant. The three floors inside and outside were completely covered, and they couldn't see what happened in front of them at all.

Wen Mu's injury didn't heal very well, but the crowd was so crowded that she couldn't get in, even standing on tiptoe to see.

He had watched the Qixi Festival in the past few years, and it seemed that it was not as interesting as this year.

Anyway, all he knew was that he was very excited now, and his heart was very sweet.

Yang Jianxin is tall, and at a glance, he can see that the people beating gongs and drums in front of him are juggling, breathing fire, playing guns, and bullfighting.

The man with the gun still has some skills, and Mu Cang is good at it, which is a bit worth seeing.

A child next to him sat on his father's neck, dancing happily, and shouted: "Daddy, there are big cats, there are big cats!"

Yang Jianxin heard the words and looked at the father and son. The man had his son around his neck, and his wife was holding his mobile phone, protecting him very tightly.

He looked down at Wen Mu, who was struggling to squeeze into the crowd, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, and pulled Wen Mu, Wen Mu took a few steps back, fell into his arms, and looked up at him inexplicably.

Yang Jianxin bent down and whispered in his ear, "I'll pick you up and see!"

There was a loud sound of gongs and drums around, Wen Mu only felt a breath sweeping through his ears, but couldn't hear what he said clearly.

Yang Jianxin moved closer and said it again, a warm air flow blew past Wen Mu's ears, Wen Mu shrunk his neck subconsciously, his ears were a little itchy, he grabbed a couple of them indiscriminately, and avoided Yang Jianxin.

Before he could dodge in the future, Yang Jianxin grabbed his waist with both hands, pushed him suddenly, and sat on Yang Jianxin's shoulders.

You can clearly see the crowds in front of you, and you can even see how long the queue is on the street.

"Daddy, look quickly! This big brother is also sitting on his daddy's shoulder!"

The little boy who had just shouted to see the big cat suddenly shouted.

A large group of people around instantly looked at Wen Mu and Yang Jianxin in unison.

Yang Jianxin was used to being thick-skinned, and he was not at all embarrassed by this scene.

On the other hand, Wen Mu was so ashamed that he almost hid his head in his clothes.

"Put me down quickly!" Wen Mu patted Yang Jianxin quietly and shouted in a low voice.

Yang Jianxin looked at the group of people indifferently, and said to the humanity who had been looking at him: "What are you looking at! I'm so tall and envious!"

A group of people gave a "tss" and turned their heads to continue watching the juggling.

Wen Mu's heart was beating very fast, and he was no longer in the mood to see how good the jugglers were, all he could think about was that he was sitting on Yang Jianxin's shoulder now.

It's a bit hard ass.

The juggling troupe did just a few tricks back and forth, Yang Jianxin lost interest after looking around, and looked up, the little guy didn't know how long he had been in a daze, he didn't know what to think about, the whole time Zhang's face was flushed, and even his fingers turned pink.

Yang Jianxin squeezed his fingers, Wen Mu came back to his senses, looked down at him, Yang Jianxin smiled, and asked, "Shall we go to put the lanterns?"

It was very noisy around, and Wen Mu didn't hear a word Yang Jianxin said, but he could guess two or three points by looking at Yang Jianxin's lips.

So nod.

Yang Jianxin wanted to carry him around the capital, but Wen Mu was too thin-skinned and refused, so he could only let him go with regret.

Wen Mu's feet landed on the ground, still a little floating, his vision became very narrow in an instant, and he still couldn't react.

Yang Jianxin didn't dare to hold Wen Mu's hand, fearing that his wound would tear, so he only grabbed his wrist and gently pulled him around, and Wen Mu came to his side.

The two wanted to follow to a stall selling lanterns.

There are all kinds of lanterns, and the hangings are exquisite and beautiful.

Yang Jianxin asked Wen Mu: "What kind of lamp do you want to buy?"

Wen Mu took a look, pointed to the Weaver Girl Lantern beside him and said, "Buy a Weaver Girl Lamp."

The corner of Yang Jianxin's mouth curled up, and he said to the boss: "Then I want a cowherd lamp."

Wen Mu turned to look at him, Yang Jianxin was holding the cowherd lamp with the corner of his mouth raised, writing on the note in the lamp.

He smiled brightly, and the heart that had just calmed down began to beat wildly again.

Wen Mu hurriedly lowered his head, put his hands on his heart, and could still feel the beating of his heart, beating wildly uncontrollably.

sick.Wen Mu thought, he must be sick, otherwise why would his heart beat so fast when he saw Yang Jian?

"Mu Zhi?" Yang Jianxin pinched Wen Mu's face, it was very hot, and both of Yang Jianxin's fingers were hot.

He twirled his fingers to keep the heat down, then pointed to the Weaver Girl Lantern and said to Wen Mu: "Hurry up and write down your wishes, let's go to the canal to release the lights."

Wen Mu nodded hurriedly, picked up the pen frantically, and wrote the wish in the lamp with a fluttering sound.

Neither of them asked the other what wish they had made. The two held hands and walked to the side of the canal, lit a lamp and pushed along the river.

The two river lanterns floated on the river, and finally collided with each other, and went to a distant place together.