Since having the birds sent by Liang Yanbei, Wen Chan's boring life has become much more interesting. Apart from practicing knives, guns and sticks, drinking tea and playing chess all day, he is teaching the birds to talk.
Over and over again, never tired of it.
In the blink of an eye, it was May, when spring blossoms bloomed, and Wen Chan's three-month confinement period finally ended, and the guards outside the temple gate were completely removed.
After Wen Chan changed his clothes, he hurriedly slipped out of the palace with Ah Fu, Qin Qi, calligraphy and painting.
He has black hair like silk, a jade crown and brocade clothes, and holds a folding fan with a jade handle. If it weren't for his short stature and immature face, he would have a somewhat romantic and suave look.
A group of people drove slowly to the East Lake Bridge in a carriage. Wen Chan slightly opened the curtain, only to see the spring light outside, and catkins as light as goose feathers flying all over the sky.
He got off the carriage, the gentle wind brushed his cheeks, bringing the unique fragrance in the air, there were many people passing by the bridge, the hawking from the stalls kept coming and going, and there were many boaters in the East Lake.
Wen Chan was trapped in the palace for three whole months. Although he enjoyed leisure, it was too boring after all. At this moment, he saw the scenery of the capital in his eyes, and his mood immediately eased.
As soon as he was happy, his interest came, and he unfolded the folding fan with a "swish", and the fan surface was clean and white, with only the word "Zen" written in ink on it.
"Come on, let's go boating on the lake." He leisurely shook his folding fan.
When Ah Fu heard this, his expression suddenly became bitter, and he whispered, "Young master, I can't swim, can I watch you swimming in the lake from the shore?"
Wen Chan raised his eyebrows, "We took a boat to swim in the lake, not by ourselves, what are you afraid of?"
Ah Fu pursed his lips, "Aren't you worried, little one? What if..."
"What if? Well, Fu, it's sunny, are you cursing me here?"
"No, no! Little ones dare!" Ah Fu shook his head again and again, not daring to say another word.
Several people came to the shore of the lake and picked up a larger boat with a pavilion. The boatman gave four young men to be responsible for rowing the boat.
As soon as he got on the boat, Ah Fu got into the pavilion, Wen Chan didn't force himself, he stood on the bow of the boat to enjoy the scenery, the boat was shaking under the waves, the golden sunlight reflected on it, and the weeping willows on the bank were swaying. The tender buds add a bit of greenery to the scenery, and the leisurely and elegant young masters and young ladies are walking under the weeping willows, and the spring is high-spirited.
There are many people swimming around the lake, but the distance between the boats and the boats is quite far for friction, and Wen Chan can't see if there are any familiar faces. At this time in the previous life, he was fighting wits with his master in the palace , How can I come here to go boating so leisurely.
But once the restraint is lifted, he will go back again. Wen Chan feels annoyed for no reason at the thought of studying those Four Books and Five Classics. He fanned the folding fan quickly, trying to blow away the restlessness in his heart.
Seeing this, Qin Qi, Calligraphy and Painting thought that he felt hot in the sun, so he persuaded him to rest in the boat, Wen Chan was about to refuse, when Ah Fu suddenly rushed out, knelt on the side of the boat and vomited , Ti Si cross flow.
Wen Chan was taken aback, "Ah Fu! Are you like this?"
The distraught Ah Fu wiped his tears with his sleeve, turned his face pale, his brows were tightly knit, and he said in a weak voice, "Master, it's useless if it's Ah Fu..."
Qinqi shook his head helplessly, and handed him a brocade handkerchief.
"That's all, since you can't take the boat, let's put you ashore." Wen Chan was amused but couldn't bear it. Looking at the pool of yellow liquid at his feet, he felt very disgusted, and instantly lost the mood to enjoy the scenery. Sighing, he went into the boat.
The boat is not big, but there is a small long table inside. When the curtain is lowered, there are small hollow windows on both sides, so the boat is not dark and the light is sufficient.
As soon as Wen Chan sat down, he saw a goose-yellow handkerchief beside the seat, which was very conspicuous in the dark yellow wood. He picked up the handkerchief puzzledly, and there was no scent.
Could it be that Ah Fu was the one who felt so uncomfortable, so he didn't pay attention to this brocade handkerchief
The brocade handkerchief is pure in color, the fabric is high-quality, and the stitches and embroidery on the top are extremely delicate. At first glance, it is the brocade handkerchief of a rich lady. Wen Chan guessed which lady had just taken the boat on the lake, and accidentally left the brocade handkerchief on the boat.
Generally, if a rich lady loses her brocade handkerchief, she will naturally get a new one, but she still asks her servants to retrieve the lost one, so as not to fall into the hands of others, so even if she leaves the brocade handkerchief on the boat, she will still lose it. Someone retrieved it.
But for some reason, Wen Chan lost his mind and put the brocade handkerchief into his sleeve, thinking that Ah Fu would return it to others after going ashore.
Who would have thought that his meddling in other people's business would lead to a mess.
When the boat approached the shore, Ah Fu had already vomited and turned his internal organs, his face was pale, his eyes were lifeless, and he could only breathe in but not out. Qinqi put one of his arms on his back and carried him down. After getting on the boat, he kept making jokes, "It's really terrible for you to take a boat, and if you vomit like this, won't you fill up the entire East Lake?"
Normally, Ah Fu would definitely return it articulately, but he really didn't have the energy at this time, he only moved his lips slightly, and didn't say anything.
But Wen Chan, who was walking in front, heard Qinqi's words, and couldn't help imagining it in his mind. He immediately felt extremely disgusted, grinned in disgust, and turned around, "Qinqi, don't say such things in front of me next time." .”
Qin Qi said hastily, "It's my subordinate who speaks out loud, making the young master's ears dirty."
"It's okay, it's okay." He waved the fan in his hand nonchalantly, thinking about where to go for entertainment next.
Just thinking about it, there was a commotion, and someone shouted, "Someone fell into the water!"
East Lake is already densely populated. As soon as the turmoil spread, many people gathered around to watch the excitement. Wen Chan and his party were not far away. When they heard the sound, they looked into the lake and saw a girl in a bright dress. Constantly thrashing and struggling in the water.
As soon as the shout fell, three people jumped into the lake. Wen Chan looked up and saw a few luxuriously dressed girls on the bridge looking into the lake in panic, and a little maid screamed, "Miss !Miss!"
Among the girls, Wen Chan saw a familiar face.
Seeing this scene, Wen Chan understood that the girl who fell into the water had an unusual identity.
"Why do you save people if you don't know how to use water?" Qinqi's doubtful voice sounded, pulling Wen Chan's gaze back to the lake, only to see the three people who jumped into the lake just now, it seems that only one of them can swim, and the other two followed suit. The girl fluttered in the same gesture.
Wen Chan couldn't understand such behavior at all, he tapped Shuhua's shoulder with his folding fan, "Qinqi Shuhua, hurry up and rescue those two idiots."
The two guards who received the order acted immediately, dragging Ah Fu's piano chess and throwing him aside, pulled off his pair of golden boots, and jumped into the lake.
The two swam quickly, and when they passed, the only person who knew how to swim was dragging the girl who fell into the water to swim to the shore. A large group of people on the bridge saw it and hurried to this side.
The girl was completely soaked, her hair was in a mess, she was lying on the ground in a mess, coughing water constantly, and her body was shaking uncontrollably. Although the weather warmed up in May, the lake was cold after all, and it was a girl's house. a serious illness.
Wen Chan looked at the girl at his feet who seemed to be coughing up her lungs. He couldn't bear it for a moment, so he took out a brocade handkerchief and knelt down and handed it to her, "Girl, wipe the water." .”
But when he saw clearly that he was holding a goose-yellow brocade handkerchief, Wen Chan felt terrible, and immediately wanted to withdraw his hand, but as soon as he retracted a little, the brocade handkerchief was roughly snatched away by the girl, who wiped his face indiscriminately .
Wen Chan quickly stood up, took a few steps back, subconsciously looked into the lake, and saw the piano, chess, calligraphy and painting swimming towards the shore.