"Outside the island is Shu Jin Feng Xing, and inside the island is Yao Tan Ji Le. The man just now is Yao Baozhu's second son, Yao Yanming." The person who spoke was the waiter of the inn. He is more aware of the affairs of the island.
The Master Yao in his mouth is the previous Master of the Hero Pavilion, Yao Mengping.
"Yaojiabao is located in the west of the island, and Tanjiazong is in the north of the island. Together with the city of bliss in the center of the island, they are the three major powers of May Island."
Zhong Wenjin and Xie Zhaoxue, who were originally standing upstairs, also followed down, and many people gathered in the lobby after a while.
"It's just that the people of the Tan family live in seclusion and rarely ask what is right and wrong in Wuyue Island, and our city lord's whereabouts are uncertain. He stays in the city for less than one month in a year, so the people of Yaojiabao in Wuyue Island have been running rampant. , very arrogant."
"Don't you have a government here?" Wen Chan was the first to ask.
"Of course there are. Although May Island is an independent island, it still belongs to Xiliang territory, and the government office is built not far from Bliss City." The waiter said, "It's just that the Yao family always wants to be alone. Big, I suppressed the officials many times, the last one couldn't bear the threat of Yao Jiabao, and went to the capital to resign in person, and it is said that the above sent a new official down."
"It's really lawless." Wen Chan sighed, May Island is isolated from the outside world, and it can be regarded as an independent place. Even if it is managed deliberately, it cannot be completely suppressed.
Moreover, there is a city lord in Bliss City, and the role of the yamen is even more in name only.
"Then do you know why people from the Tang Sect clashed with the Yao family just now?" Liang Yanbei sat at the corner of the table with his legs resting on the stool, took out a bag of broad beans from his pocket, and ate them slowly.
"Young Master Yao is a famous lover of beauties. He has slept on most of the beauties' beds in Paradise City. Just now those people from the Tang Sect were eating. Yao Er saw that one of the girls was beautiful, and kept staring at her. The girl had a bad temper, she immediately slapped the table and got up, yelling that she was going to blind him, so the two sides started fighting."
As one of the victims, Wen Chan had a good understanding of the girl's violent temper in Tangmen. He subconsciously sniffed and still felt dull pain.
"Yao Er is narrow-minded and must report his flaws. Tomorrow, he will definitely bring people to the inn to find some more." The shopkeeper said quietly from the side, "I can't help smashing this small place a second time."
Shan Ke understood, "Don't worry shopkeeper, we will leave tomorrow morning, if they come to the door, you just know where you are."
They got together and chatted for a while, and many people said that they were going to rest late at night, and Shan Ke and Xie Zhaoxue, who hadn't slept well, went back to the room first.
Calligraphy and painting were unwilling to change rooms with Zhong Wenjin, and insisted on sleeping with Wen Chan, but Zhong Wenjin was unwilling to return to the original room no matter what, and clamored for the three of them to squeeze into one room.
Liang Yanbei yawned a lot, glanced at Wen Chan, who was in a dilemma, and said casually, "Why don't Master Wen sleep with me? I can sleep peacefully, and I won't disturb Master Wen."
After hearing this, Wen Chan's body froze, and then he glanced at him quietly, "Young Master Liang, why are you joining in the fun, go back and rest quickly."
Liang Yanbei is actually not that honest when he sleeps. He loves to talk in his sleep, and he mutters a lot. Although he is not noisy, Wen Chan is not annoying.
He shrugged, didn't insist anymore, and said with a smile, "Then Master Wen has a good sleep, see you tomorrow morning."
Wen Chan answered with a voice out of his nose. After watching Liang Yan go upstairs, he turned around and found that Zhong Wenjin was still arguing with calligraphy and painting. Unwilling to budge.
"Okay, don't be arguing anymore. Since you all insist, the three of us will share a room. At worst, we need to add extra beds." Wen Chan was caught in the middle to calm the confrontation between the two.
In fact, he also wanted Zhong Wenjin to sleep with him, because when he untied the gauze on his chest before, the wound was scabbed, but there was still red flesh in it, and the gauze was dirty, just like Situ Zhou. Lan had just given him pain medicine, and changing the gauze to put some medicine on him would be of some use to some extent.
Thinking about it, Wen Chan went to the shopkeeper to ask for gauze, and called both of them back to the room.
After returning home, Wen Chan tried to persuade Zhong Wenjin to take off his clothes and change gauze. When Shuhua saw his injuries, he didn't look surprised, and even asked him for help.
After Wen Chan took off his coat and boots, Zhong Wenjin also put new gauze on his wound, laid out a bedding and slept not far from the calligraphy and painting.
After the lights were turned off, Wen Chan soon fell asleep. I don't know if it was because Liang Yanbei had gotten closer to him in the past two days. He actually dreamed of him that night.
Liang Yanbei in the dream is older than now, tall and straight, handsome and unrestrained.
When he came back from the battle, the emperor sent him to the martial arts hall to be the head teacher, teaching young princes to learn martial arts.
At that time, Wen Chan's three-legged cat was really bad at kung fu. After being reprimanded by the emperor, he was forced to send him to the martial arts hall to study.
Wen Chan's only close friend is Liang Shuhong, and he has heard a lot of bad things about Liang Yanbei all day long, so he is naturally prejudiced against people. It happened that when he went that day, Liang Yanbei was punishing a young man who bullied the elderly with force.
He asked the boy to hold a big stone and stand in the scorching sun. The scorching heat was unbearable. The boy was so tired that his face was covered with sweat, his arms and legs were trembling, and he was crying while reciting the etiquette.
If the reciting is wrong, or if the posture changes, Liang Yanbei will whip with willow rattan, and there will be a "pop", which can be heard even if Wen Chan is standing far away.
He immediately felt a little timid and wanted to go back to the palace, but the emperor understood his temperament, specially sent guards to supervise him, and insisted on escorting him to Liang Yanbei.
At that time, Liang Yanbei had been tempered on the battlefield. He was less like a young master and more like a general. When he saw Wen Chan, he smiled and said, "Your Highness, I have been waiting for you for a long time!" .”
During that period of time, since Wen Chan met Liang Yanbei, he was the most unkind to him. Since his will was not firm, he couldn't stand the training in the martial arts gym when he first went, and he hated Liang Yanbei. practice.
As His Highness Ninth Prince, the other headmasters in the martial arts gym have nothing to do with him, they dare not hit him, dare not scold him, they turn a blind eye to him.
However, Liang Yanbei has a way to deal with him. If he fails to meet the training standards, his meals will be withdrawn to make him hungry.
Ah Fu felt sorry for his master, so he secretly went out to buy food, but Liang Yanbei snatched them all before entering the door, and either ate them all in front of Wen Chan, or distributed them to others, anyway, Wen Chan was going to starve .
Wen Chan was so angry that he gritted his teeth and beat Liang Yanbei in his dreams at night. After being hungry for a day and a half, Wen Chan quickly compromised.
Complete the exercises required by Liang Yanbei honestly. Since then, if Wen Chan wants to have a full stomach, he still needs to rely on his own efforts.
After gradually getting used to the routine of the martial arts gym, Wen Chan's body became stronger day by day, his originally soft flesh became firm and tight, and his strength, which was strenuous even with a knife, became able to lift stones with ease.
At the same time, Wen Chan also discovered that Liang Yanbei was not as arrogant, irritable, and willful as Liang Shuhong said.
He is rarely even angry, at least not once with Wen Chan, he is always smiling on weekdays, although he will be more serious when teaching martial arts, but after class, he will get together with those young masters to drink and play .
Sometimes I would take Wen Chan with me and go to Yufulou together.
Liang Yanbei said that practicing martial arts is for strengthening the body, and being strong is for protection; you must not bully women, children, or the elderly; your fists and feet must be aimed at supporting justice, and your sword must be aimed at protecting your home and country.
Wen Chan thought that he was a good friend, so he got closer and closer to him, from a friend of a gentleman to a friend of wine and meat, and then to a confidant who sleeps with his feet.
Liang Yanbei was both a teacher and a friend, and taught Wen Chan a lot, and later taught Wen Chan the Liangjia footwork he created himself.
At that time, Wen Chan was sincere, so he treated him like a friend, and he didn't have any disagreements. On weekdays, even if the two of them hooked up, they didn't feel anything, unlike now, when they just looked at each other, they felt upset.
Wen Chan slept very soundly that night, because Liang Yanbei told him not to be disturbed, until the sun was three poles, everyone woke up, sitting in the lobby downstairs waiting for Wen Chan to wake up from his dream.
Even if he doesn't want to wake up, the dream will end. As soon as he feels it, he feels a piercing pain in his nose, which instantly wakes him up. He opened his eyes and was dazed for a while. He sat up and saw the two people in the room. are gone.
Wen Chan had a sore nose and didn't dare to rub it, so he got up slowly, put on his clothes and boots carefully, tied his sleepy long hair into a ponytail, and then opened the door to go out.
Everyone in the lobby was looking forward to it. When they heard the sound of the door opening on the third floor, they all looked up at the same time. After a while, they saw the sleepy-eyed Ninth Prince appearing in front of the railing.
He looked down and saw that everyone was looking at him, he couldn't help being startled, and sighed in his heart, why are they all sitting down? Are they all waiting for him alone
Liang Yanbei was a little slow. He took a sip of porridge before looking up. After seeing Wen Chan, a smile appeared on his handsome face, "Master Wen, you woke up really early!"
"Young master, are you hungry? What do you want to eat, Ah Fu will buy it for you!" Ah Fu stood up and shouted at him: At this time, the inn has no breakfast food.
Wen Chan also wanted to pull out a smile to say hello, but just as the corners of his mouth curved, his nose hurt so badly that he was forced to put it down again, nodded, and said indifferently, "Yes."
The answering voice was too low, and the people below didn't hear it at all. Ah Fu wanted to ask again, but saw that Wen Chan had already turned around and walked towards the stairs.
Seeing Wen Chan's expression, Ah Fu thought that he was not in a good mood, so he turned his head and asked the calligraphy and painting beside him, "Did you two share a room with the young master yesterday, which made the young master unhappy?"
Qin Qi also echoed, "Yeah, how can the three of you squeeze into one room? What if it disturbs the young master's rest?"
He didn't have a good impression of Zhong Wenjin at first, and now he still thinks about Zhong Wenjin scolding Wen Chan's little bastard that day.
Zhong Wenjin on the side buried his head in eating meat buns, thinking, I can't hear, I can't hear, I can't hear anything.
Calligraphy knew that he had done something wrong, and said in a low voice, "I didn't think about it properly, and I will ask you to punish me later."
"Okay, it's just a trivial matter. I think Young Master Wen is magnanimous, so he shouldn't care about it." Xie Zhaoxue couldn't listen anymore.
"But Young Master didn't smile just now. If he had a good rest, he would wake up every morning with a smile on his face." Ah Fu said.
"Maybe it's because your nose hurts if you don't laugh." Liang Yanbei interjected, thinking thoughtfully, "I think it's because the analgesic medicine has worn off."
As soon as these words came out, everyone put on a clear look: That's how it is.
At this time Wen Chan also came to the first floor, and walked to the table of Ah Fu and the others. Before he could open his mouth, Situ Zhoulan who was sitting at the next table reached out and handed over a white pill. Wen Chan looked suspiciously.
Situ Zhoulan smiled lightly, "Master Wen, this pill is for pain relief. It is more effective than yesterday's medicine. It hurts your nose and hurts your heart. You will feel better after taking this."
Wen Chan didn't even think about it, and subconsciously wanted to reject her kindness, but Ah Fu took it over and said with a smile, "Miss Situ is really a bodhisattva, thank you very much!"
After thanking you, he raised it in front of Wen Chan like offering a treasure, "My lord, eat quickly."
Wen Chan: "..."
He hesitated for a moment, and all eyes seemed to be asking him why he didn't take it. Wen Chan's lips moved, but finally he couldn't say no, he took the pill and stuffed it into his mouth.
The pill is like a painting in the mouth, with a hint of sweetness, and with Wen Chan's "gudong" swallowing, everything is gone.
Situ's family's medicine has been passed down for a hundred years, and its efficacy is not exaggerated. Not long after Wen Chan took it, the pain in his nose gradually faded away. Finally, he moved his mouth and finally said the first words when he woke up.
"I want to eat noodles."