Tianyahai Pavilion is neither too far nor too close to Da Kun City, and it will take about three or four days to get there quickly. Everyone made an appointment to set off early the next morning, and said to the outside world that they would go out to relax during the Chinese New Year.
Lying under the quilt, Wen Liunian sighed and said, "At first, I thought I could live a peaceful and stable year at home." Unexpectedly, things happened one after another without stopping for a moment.
Zhao Yue patted him on the back lightly: "Sleep."
"After you've practiced kung fu and come out of customs, I must take half a year's leave." Wen Liunian leaned on his chest, "We won't go anywhere, we won't do anything, and we'll just lie on the bed and eat every day!" extravagant.
Zhao Yue laughed out loud: "Okay."
Wen Liunian rubbed up again: "I don't know if that Haihua girl is fierce or not."
"Most people in the Jianghu have a strange temper, but according to Leader Shen, she doesn't look like a villain." Zhao Yue said, "I don't like men, probably because someone betrayed me when I was young."
"But the man surnamed Wen is excluded." Wen Liunian asked, "Is there a hero surnamed Wen in Jianghu?"
"Yes." Zhao Yue pinched his nose and teased, "You."
Wen Liunian scratched his face modestly, didn't he
"Don't think about it, go to sleep." Zhao Yue pressed the quilt for him, "I have to hurry tomorrow morning."
Wen Liunian pouted.
Zhao Yue pinched his chin, and gently moved over to touch it.
The candlelight by the bed was beating, warm and sweet.
The north wind howled outside the window, and Ye Jin woke up from the cold in the morning, and instinctively leaned to the side.
"Are you awake?" Shen Qianfeng asked.
"No." Ye Jin yawned.
"It's snowing outside, we'll set off later." Shen Qianfeng said, "Let's sleep for a while."
"It's really cold this winter." Ye Jin muttered.
Shen Qianfeng hugged him even tighter, but she was a little uncertain. It was said that Haihuaniang would retreat when the weather was cold, so don't make the trip in vain.
Anwei and Wuying got up very early as usual, and started fighting after breakfast, making a lot of noise, and Wen Liunian stretched his neck to look out from time to time, holding the porridge bowl.
"It's delicious to eat." Zhao Yue turned his head back.
"Did you have a dream last night?" Shang Yunze cracked open an egg and picked out the yolk for him, "Kicked me all the time in the middle of the night."
"Yeah." Mu Qingshan said, "I dreamed of Haihuaniang."
Shang Yunze's men gave a meal, who is it? !
"What did Master dream about?" Wen Liunian asked curiously.
"I dreamed that I was caught in the Tianyahai Pavilion, and Haihuaniang asked my surname, and I said my surname is Wen." Mu Qingshan said honestly, "She didn't believe me, and I woke up with fright."
Shang Yunze didn't know whether to laugh or cry, he was still thinking about it.
"Is it fierce?" Wen Liunian asked.
"It's fierce." Mu Qingshan nodded.
Wen Liunian: "..."
"Don't worry." Zhao Yue said, "I will accompany you." After all, he has no name in the world, and no one will find out if he says his surname is Wen.
Wen Liunian nodded, still a little uncertain. It's not that I don't know myself, but I'm worried that if Hai Huaniang finds out that someone is impersonating, there will be new troubles.
In fact, the surname Zhao is also very good.
Mr. Wen thought seriously.
Before setting off, although the snow stopped falling, the ground was slippery and muddy, and the speed of the carriage was also affected. The dark guard put away his laughter and drove carefully. The people along the way felt a little reluctant to see a group of people leaving the city.
"My lord just went out to relax, and he will be back in a few days." The dark guard explained.
But even so, there are still people stuffing it with all kinds of food, lest adults get hungry on the road, and it’s cold and it’s Chinese New Year, but there are not so convenient tea shed noodle stalls to fill their stomachs.
"Thank you very much." Wen Liunian was almost overwhelmed by the pastries, "I really can't let it go."
The hidden guards are also blocking the way. This lady agrees with us, but your lord doesn't have a stove in the carriage, so you really can't eat this bunch of garlic.
Seeing it from a distance, Chu Cheng returned to the prince's mansion with a gloomy expression.
The number one talented person in the Great Chu has some knack for winning people's hearts.
With all kinds of snacks piled up in the car, the journey will no longer be boring. Sitting opposite him, Mu Qingshan said worriedly: "My lord, let's eat after a while."
"The fish cake is pretty good." Wen Liunian said with emotion, "It's just much fresher than Wangcheng."
Mu Qingshan: "..."
I used to worry that it would be bad if I charged too much, but now that I see it, it's just worrying too much.
Probably because of the strong wind blowing on the sea surface, the temperature on land is also much lower. After walking for another two or three days, the weather was getting colder and colder. Mu Qingshan was wrapped in two thick cloaks, but he still felt his teeth chattering, and his whole body was groggy. But fortunately, he had already arrived in Tianhai City, and after finding an inn to stay in, Ye Jin personally made medicine for him to drink, and his body sweated a lot, and he felt refreshed.
"It looks much more peaceful here than Da Kun City." Wen Liunian leaned on the window and looked out. Opposite was a restaurant, full of people coming and going, and the aroma of wine could be smelled across the street.
"With Tianya Haige and Haihuaniang, the life of the common people will be easier." Ye Jin said, "The greeting card has been sent to the past, and there will be news later."
"What if the other party refuses?" Wen Liunian sat back at the table.
"With Qianfeng here, it's not a big deal if you don't agree, but whether your attitude is good or bad is another matter." Ye Jin poured tea for him.
"Is it true that even the leader of the martial arts alliance is missing?" Wen Liunian said.
"The rules of other sects are inconvenient even for the leader of the sect." Ye Jin said, "Otherwise, it is inevitable that you will be suspected of bullying others."
"That's true." Wen Liunian said, "But judging by the appearance of the people here, Haihuaniang shouldn't be bad." So it doesn't hurt to see her.
After dinner, Tianyahaige really got a reply, the owner of the pavilion is in secluded retreat, we don't see any guests, please invite the leader Haihan.
Sure enough... Shen Qianfeng had a headache.
"Is it true that we can't see each other?" the dark guard earnestly said, "My lord's surname is really Wen, the eight generations of our ancestors are all surnamed Wen."
"This girl." Wen Liunian also said, "I wonder when the Pavilion Master will be able to leave the customs?"
"At least three days, at most half a year." The other party replied.
The dark guard burst into tears, could the difference be too big.
Wen Liunian frowned slightly, Shen Qianfeng was about to speak, but the other party looked at Wen Liunian again, and seemed to hesitate to speak.
Zhao Yue quietly protected him.
"I'm sorry." The other party came back to his senses, bowed slightly and said, "My lord is... the son of Wenfu in the south of the Yangtze River? His family is in the silk and tea business."
"That's right." Wen Liunian was surprised, "Miss, do you recognize me?"
"It's just familiar." The other party replied, and then said to Shen Qianfeng, "Can the leader wait a little longer? I'll go back and report again. If I know that I am the son of Jiangnan Wenfu, the pavilion leader should be able to leave the customs."
The dark guard opened his mouth wide, this man surnamed Wen really has something to do with your lord!
After the other party left, everyone cheered and surrounded Wen Liunian, their eyes sparkling.
Mr. Wen said honestly: "I don't know him, I haven't heard of it before."
"It's normal if you haven't heard of it. According to Haihuaniang's age, she should have some friendship with the adults' parents." Shen Qianfeng said.
"But there are no heroes in my family." Wen Liunian was puzzled. Uncles were either scholars or businessmen, and he hadn't heard of anyone who knew people in the world.
"Who does your lord look most like?" Ye Jin asked.
"My father." Wen Liunian replied, and then asked in surprise, "Could it be that my father was in business when he was young... a confidante?" He has been missed for so many years, and he will pay off when his mother finds out.
The rest of the people were collectively silent, unable to tell.
Master Wen still has this... Ahem.
After all, she was Haihua Niang, who was three points stronger than Zuo Hufa.
"It may not be." Zhao Yue grabbed his shoulders, "Don't think about it."
Master Wen's head was buzzing.
An hour later, Tianyahaige sent someone over again, saying that the owner of the pavilion invited Mr. Wen to come over, and the banquet had been prepared.
"There's still a banquet?" Wen Liunian was flattered.
"It's not just a banquet." Wuying stood by the window with a complicated expression.
A huge soft sedan was parked on the road, and eight women in white clothes looked like immortals. The night wind blows and the streamers float all over the sky, bursts of fragrance rushing towards the face, and the petals flutter down, almost making people stumble.
This is, too, grand, ah.
"May I ask, does the pavilion master recognize my father?" Wen Liunian couldn't help asking.
"Your Excellency will know when you go." The other party said, "Please leave as soon as possible, otherwise the dishes will be cold."
Wen Liunian nodded, and walked out together with Zhao Yue, but was stopped.
"The pavilion master said, only the adults are welcome."
"This is my lord's guard, also surnamed Wen." The secret guard hurriedly said, "It's called Wen Ayue."
"The surname Wen doesn't work either. The pavilion master said that he only wants to see you alone." The other party said, "Please forgive me."
Zhao Yue frowned slightly, but Wen Liunian gently squeezed his hand: "It's okay, I'll go and have a look first."
The other party opened the door: "My lord, please."
Wen Liunian patted Zhao Yue's chest, turned around and went out the door.
Zhao Yue moved his feet and was about to follow him out, but was held back by Ye Jin: "It seems that the Lord Haige likes that old man very much, and he should also like adults." Otherwise, how can we miss the man surnamed Wen? Everyone in the world knows it.
Zhao Yue said: "I know."
Just knowing doesn't mean not worrying.
Watching Wen Liunian go away in the soft sedan chair, Zhao Yue also left the inn door with the Jiyue knife.
"Ah!" The fragrant wind in the sedan chair was gusty and soft. Wen Liu leaned on it for half a year and sneezed the whole way, so that when he reached the Tianyahai Pavilion, his nose was already red.
Since it is the sect of my daughter's family and it is by the sea, it naturally looks much softer and more delicate. Walking along the white steps, there are pavilions and flowing water everywhere, not like Jianghu sects, but like academies.
"My lord, please wait a moment. I'll invite the Pavilion Master to come over." The little girl brought out green tea, vegetables and fruits, as well as pink and white glutinous rice dumplings.
"Thank you." Wen Liunian nodded. After eating two snacks and drinking a pot of tea, my teeth and cheeks are fragrant.
It's such a good place... Master Wen admired in his heart, everything is elegant and quiet, and Hai Hua Niang should be a demure and beautiful woman.
As soon as he was thinking this way, the door was pushed open, and a string of laughter was extremely crisp: "Show me quickly, are you the son of that stupid scholar?"
Wen Liunian hurriedly stood up: "Wen here..." Before he could finish his sentence, he was hugged into his arms.
Choppy and very soft.
"Pavilion Master..." Mr. Wen's voice trembled, obviously frightened.
"This is fate." Hai Hua Niang continued to laugh, let go of him and looked at him: "Is your father okay?"
"My father is fine." Wen Liunian finally recovered his breath.
"Your mother, is she still so annoying?" Hai Hua Niang asked again.
Wen Liunian: "..."
"The eyebrows and eyes are really alike." Haihua Niang twisted his face, "You can tell it's a stubborn eye at a glance."
"Does the pavilion master have friendship with my father?" Wen Liunian asked cautiously.
"There is some friendship, but I will call your mother to mess with it afterwards." Hai Huaniang said.
Wen Liunian was at a loss for words again.
Seeing his stupefied look, Haihua Niang giggled again: "I'll say that among the men in this world, only scholars surnamed Wen are the most likable."
"Master—"
"What is the name of the pavilion master?" Hai Huaniang interrupted him, "Call me the godmother."
Master Wen is very difficult.
Not too good, just call me mother when I come up.
Besides, you don't seem to like my mother very much...