The second story of the ancient sword II

"Tools have been confiscated, and the kitchen is not allowed to go. It seems that there is no way to barbecue. If you eat this bun, you can quickly change it back." Wuyi glanced at the buns on the table, and couldn't help but feel very hungry .

"Buns... gluttonous chickens don't like to eat them, so they are for you." The little boy transformed into gluttonous chickens was still licking the leftover chicken bones.

"You still want to get me something to eat, thank you!" Wuyi picked up a bun and ate it quickly, stuffing something in his mouth and still said in a low voice: "If, if you can escape, maybe you can eat baked buns. Pork leg..."

"Really?" Greedy Chicken wiped his oily little hands, and walked up to Wuyi in a bouncing manner: "Isn't that easy? Daddy must mean what he says!"

"Hey, I said that, that--" Wuyi hadn't figured out what the glutton chicken meant when he said easy, but suddenly realized that something was wrong, so he hurried forward, but it was still a step too late.

"Boom—crash—" a series of muffled sounds resounded around him.

"Cough, cough, cough..." The rising smoke made Wu Yi cough, and large pieces of plaster fell down from the dome in an instant.

"I'm really as smart as Daddy!" Gluten Chicken patted the dirt on his body with a proud expression on his face.

"Oh my god—my boudoir..." Wuyi patted his head fiercely before he understood the situation. It turned out that the wall of the room facing the street was hit by a gluttonous chicken to make a big hole almost a person's height.

"Boudoir, room?" The word seems to be wrong, and he can't figure out what's wrong. He only knows that this is not the room of the master and wife, nor is it a room for marriage, so it's okay to break it. .

"This...what to do?!" Wuyi was stunned for a moment, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.

"Yi'er... What are you doing with such a loud noise?" Fu Qingjiao, who was checking the ingredients for the wedding banquet in the kitchen, looked out. Apart from the noise, there was nothing unusual in the yard.

"Could it be the noise from the street outside? Hey, why is there a cage missing for these Sixi buns?" Fu Qingjiao frowned.

"Ma'am, oh...it was still there just now." Hongzhu hurriedly defended, for fear that Fu Qingjiao would misunderstand: "Could it be that the young master is too hungry, so..."

"Well, this kid loves the Sixi steamed buns I made the most. Oh, I think I haven't asked him to eat all day. Let me have a look." After finishing speaking, Fu Qingjiao picked up a basket of steamed buns and walked towards Wuyi's room.

"Yi'er, Yier... what a boy!" The door was closed, Fu Qingjiao pushed it open and walked in, she was dumbfounded upon seeing it.The dome still fell down from time to time, half of the wall next to the street collapsed, there was no one in the house, and there was still half a leftover steamed stuffed bun on the table.

The Binhai Palace, just like sneaked in quietly.

"Wenren, Wenren." The same voice came from outside Wenren's window.

"No difference! Why are you here?" Wenren didn't intend to open the window: "Mother said that we can't see each other three days before we get married."

"I know. Oh...it's that...that...I...I...miss you." Wuyi thought that if he told about the broken wall, Wenren would definitely laugh at him, so he held tight pressed in my heart.

"Pfft—" Wenren couldn't help laughing, his heart was hot, and his cheeks were also hot.

"That... open the door and let me in, okay?" It was like planning to hide quietly in Wenren's place for a night, and then try to find a way to go home tomorrow, by then the mother's anger should have subsided.

"No!" Wen Ren's tone was very firm: "After three days, can't we see each other every day? People will laugh when they see it."

"Just let me take a look."

"No."

"I see, you don't want me..." It's like dragging out your voice, deliberately using aggressive methods.

"No, it's not. I... want to..." Wenren answered in a low voice.

"How much do you want?" Wuyi was still unwilling to let her go.

"Well...you should go home quickly..."

It's no wonder that Wenren is not willing to accept hard and soft, and he sighed: "Oh... I can't go home for a while..."

"Can't go home for a while? Are you in trouble again?!"

"Ah... nothing, it's not me, it's a glutton... ah, no, no, no..." Wuyi couldn't speak clearly for a while, and he gritted his teeth and said, "The wall at home was collapsed by me. I will definitely be scolded to death when I go back, tell me, will you take me in or not?"

"What! Wuyi, you...or go to Yi for help."

"Oh my god... I'm your husband...you treat me like this. If Yi Ze sees me, he has to tie me up and send me back. If you don't open the door, then I'll climb in through the window!"

"Ouch!" There was only a yell from outside, followed by a lot of chattering voices.

"Hey, let me tell you... I'm... this, yes, what smell..." Just as he was about to explain something, he saw a servant lighting a stick of incense and shaking it in front of Wuyi. After a while, his whole body became limp. Like being drunk.Several strong guys picked him up and walked towards the study.

"Report to Your Highness, an assassin has been caught!"

Before the group came in, Wen Ren ran to Yi Ze as quickly as possible and explained the situation clearly.So Yi Ze suppressed the smile in his heart, and planned to tease Wuyi a little: "You sneaky little boy, why did you come here?"

The effect of the medicine hadn't expired, and it was still like flying through the clouds, looking around, thinking that if someone else knew his identity, it would embarrass his father if it spread, so he lowered his head and said nothing, intending to wait for others to find out.

Unexpectedly, Yi Ze didn't intend to look up at him at all, and leisurely said something that made Wu Yi fall into the bottomless abyss: "First hit twenty big boards, and then lock him up."

What?It's like cursing inwardly, if I wasn't defenseless, how could I be caught by these stupid servants?Yi Ze, you actually want to hit me without even looking at it?If it is really a slap in the face, how can I get married in two days? Wouldn't that be the biggest joke in Chang'an City?

"Wait a minute..." Wuyi couldn't hold back and finally said, "...it's me..."

In the living room of the palace, Wu Yi, who was covered in dust, was arranging his clothes.The gluttonous chicken came out of nowhere.

"Why weren't you there when I was arrested?" Wuyi glared at it, "It must have flown into the kitchen of the palace."

"Ha, ha, ha, chirp!" Greedy chicken replied in the affirmative, and looked at him gloatingly from time to time.

"Now, are you satisfied? Not only did you break the wall of your own house, but you almost broke my old waist... Ouch... It hurts. I haven't sat on this chair in the palace before. Such a soft cushion, you have to Enjoy it... Ouch! It hurts... Butt must be swollen..."

"Brother Le, what are you talking to yourself?" Yi Ze walked in with the wound medicine: "Cheng is close in front of you, Brother Le is not so anxious..."

"You still said, you don't look at me on purpose! Do you think I'm the same as you? If I'm in a hurry, I'll..." Wuyi was very excited. Just as he was about to move, the pain in his buttocks and waist came again: "Ouch ...The fall was terrible enough, there were injuries everywhere... I'm afraid it's... I'm afraid it's..."

"Who told you to come here in the middle of the night to be a prostitute, I think you are afraid that you won't be able to bridal chamber in two days..." Yi Ze had a treacherous face, and gave him the medicine with a smirk.

"Yi Ze, you... your mind is full of love affairs!" Wu Yi flushed all over her face.

"Brother Le, have you never thought about being pure? Brother Le, I have been wronged." Yi Ze carefully supported Wuyi to sit down.

"I—" It's like stuttering all of a sudden, no matter whether you say you have thought about it or you haven't thought about it, it is 1 inappropriate, and it is insidious to curse inwardly.

"By the way, I heard that she won't see you within three days, so you should go back obediently tomorrow."

"It's not impossible to let me go back... Yi Ze, you are so good at poetry, please help me write some ① fan poems."

"Okay, let's make an apology for you." Hearing that Yi Ze agreed, he felt very happy. It seems that this trip was not in vain.

Finally, when the day of marriage came, Wenren was awakened in the middle of the night to take a bath, change clothes, and dress up.Seven or eight bridesmaids were busy in and out, as if Wenren was a puppet, they tried all kinds of collocations.Seeing that the sky was about to dawn, Wen Ren's heart was beating fiercely.Ah Ruan came over and watched her make up, while talking with her.

"Sister Wenren, are you ready? I read in the book that there are many steps to a formal marriage, look!" A Ruan handed a red booklet to Wenren: "Look, you have to welcome Qinglu, you need Over the saddle, and, and..."

Before Ah Ruan finished speaking, Wen Ren's face turned pale: "This...is so troublesome, it's like you never told me..."

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid." Ah Ruan hurriedly calmed Wen Ren's emotions: "Xiao Yezi has never been married, so she definitely doesn't know..."

"In our valley, as long as two people love each other and get the consent of the old man in the valley, we will be married if we drink wine together and worship the world." color.

① Poetry on the fan: One of the wedding customs in the Tang Dynasty, the man recited the poem on the fan in order to let the bride remove the fan and reveal her true face.

Mou Lian: What will the big wedding of different feathers be like?