"Hey, I'm eating." The voice suddenly came from the entrance of the small courtyard, attracting everyone's attention.
I saw a man in a green robe standing there, with slightly dark skin and a dignified appearance - it was Yao Yanming who was punched on the nose by Liang Yanbei yesterday.
I don't know if it was because of his nose injury, but the corners of his mouth were slightly hooked, showing a cold expression, his eyes swept over everyone, and he said inexplicably contemptuously, "We live so close."
Among the people present, there were a few who had more violent tempers. They were raised up pampered. They had never been treated so eccentrically before, and they couldn't hold back right now.
To a certain extent, Zhong Wenjin is very similar to Yao Yanming, they are both full-fledged bullies, but one runs amok in the capital, and the other runs rampant in May Island.
At this time, he saw Yao Yanming, let out a cold snort, and immediately slapped the chopsticks on the table with a "slap", and said in disgust, "Why are you everywhere? I saw that we were eating and went here, I left How can I eat half a bowl of rice?"
Shan Ke also followed closely, "You are indeed a bit disgusting."
The others were not answering the call, but behaved differently.
Yao Yanming was obviously often scolded, so he was not angry after hearing these words, and sneered, "Very good! They are all in good spirits."
Liang Yanbei sighed slightly, and ate the dishes slowly, "Everywhere in this house is good, but there are too many wild things, mice can be seen everywhere, chattering, it's really noisy."
"Being out of the house, let's bear with it." Shan Ke put on a face to comfort him.
The two sang together, and Yao Yanming was so angry that both nostrils were gasping. Seeing that Zhong Wenjin and Liang Yanbei were both strangers, they didn't know their identities, so they picked Shan Ke to scold, "It's from the Shan family! This is not your Jinling. Here, you Baixiaomen are nothing! You even challenged me!"
"What are you?!" Shan Ke yelled back without showing any weakness.
"On May Island, my surname Yao is the emperor! If you offend me, you won't be able to get out!" His neck was full of veins, and he glared viciously at Shan Ke, and then pointed at Liang Yanbei, " especially you!"
Liang Yanbei smiled lightly, as if he had never heard of it, and continued to put vegetables in his mouth.
However, Zhong Wenjin and Xie Zhaoxue, the sons of officials who grew up in the capital, could not get used to hearing these words. Zhong Wenjin sneered, "Mayue Island is still in Xiliang, how dare your Yao family rule alone? You really are a king of water. .”
Wen Chan couldn't help laughing, feeling that this description is very appropriate, it seems that after leaving the capital and getting in touch with the Jianghu, he discovered that there are many famous people and sects among the people, especially when he came to May Island where heroes gather, it really is " There are big brothers everywhere."
"Do you still think it's the same as the outside? When we enter this island, we have the final say." Yao Yanming tried his best to emphasize the Yao family's power and status in May Island. Sharp posture.
However, he was wrong. Among the group of people he faced, none of them were soft sheep.
"Zhong Wenjin, don't talk too much with this kind of frog in the well." Xie Zhaoxue said coldly.
Xie Zhaoxue was born into a scholarly family. Although his father joined the army and served in the Ministry of Criminal Justice, he was a well-established family. Therefore, Xie Zhaoxue was well-bred and never quarreled with others.
The others also looked like they didn't answer. The only one who responded was Qiao Yanci who gave him a glance from time to time. Yao Yanming suddenly felt that he was looked down upon.
"I'm talking to you!" He couldn't help emphasizing it aloud.
"So?" Wen Chan thought this person was very interesting, could it be that he came here to scold him
Yao Yanming was stunned by his rhetorical question, and he didn't know how to answer with a dazed face.
"Young master Yao, I would like to advise you that if you really have nothing to do, you can lie down and have a good rest for a while, it is always so tossing..." Wen Chan pointed his nose with his index finger, "Does your nose not hurt? "
Wen Chan asked a question from the bottom of his heart.
The same nose injury, Yao Yanming didn't seem to feel anything at all, but he had to rely on Situ Zhoulan's medicine to speak normally.
The others at the table also turned their gazes to Yao Yanming, as if they were curious about his answer.
Yao Yanming was so angry that his hands couldn't help trembling, he pointed at the crowd, and said yes several times in a row, "Let's just ride a donkey to read the books! We'll see!"
After speaking, he shook his sleeves and left angrily.
Wen Chan felt that Yao Yanming was really fed up, and he wanted to find Qishou for no reason, and it also affected their mood. After a good meal was disturbed by him like this, Wen Chan lost a lot of interest.
The two girls at the table clearly expressed their disgust towards Yao Yanming with their actions, and immediately put down their chopsticks and stopped eating, said goodbye to a few people and went back to the room.
Wen Chan only sat for a while, swallowed his last mouthful and said, "I'm full, everyone, please help yourself."
Several people responded politely, only Zhong Wenjin winked at him, "Master Wen, I will look for you later, don't wander around."
Wen Chan paused before turning around, and asked, "What time is it?"
He didn't seem to have thought about this question himself, he was taken aback for a moment and then replied, "Anyway, it's just later, it shouldn't take long."
Thinking that he had nothing else to do, and the weather was a bit hot, Wen Chan didn't want to run outside, so he nodded slightly and replied, "Then I'll wait for you."
The two reached an agreement in full view.
After Wen Chan left and went back to his room, Liang Yanbei chewed what was in his mouth thoughtfully, and whispered to Xie Zhaoxue who was beside him, "Believe it or not, if I was the one who said he was going to find Master Wen, he I will definitely find a reason to refuse on the spot, and I will not be in the room until night."
Xie Zhaoxue gave him a strange look, "It's strange, why do I think there is a trace of grievance in your tone?"
Shan Ke at the side sneered, "Isn't that so?"
Liang Yanbei turned his head to the side when he heard the words, raised his eyebrows and smiled lightly, "I didn't expect my cousin to know me so well."
Shan Ke grew up behind Liang Yanbei since he was a child, and he is very familiar with him. Seeing him smiling brightly now, and secretly thinking that he is not good, he immediately smiled and said, "Cousin, you think too much, Young Master Wen has a lot of temper." Well, I will definitely not reject you."
These words seemed to hit Liang Yanbei's sore spot, he snorted softly, "Then you didn't see how he rejected me in the capital, he was very indifferent."
"It's you who are weird." Zhong Wenjin said while sipping soup.
Liang Yanbei wondered, "Why am I so strange?"
"I've inquired about it. Young Master Wen usually looks the most lazy and gentle. In fact, he is not easy to get close to. He is estranged and indifferent to everyone. The only companion and friend is your cousin, and the relationship is not close." Zhong Wenjin said slowly. talking.
"The first time you meet someone, you invite him to play together. He must refuse. On the other hand, every time you see Master Wen, you seem to want to pounce on him. Everyone is afraid."
"Is it so obvious?" Liang Yanbei asked himself if he hadn't acted so exaggeratedly.
Xie Zhaoxue also said at this time, "Brother Yanbei, that's true. Although we haven't met Young Master Wen a few times in the capital, every time we meet, you want to go to Young Master Wen. Remember the Lantern Festival?" That night, we clearly... "
"Ahem." Liang Yanbei suddenly coughed and interrupted him, "Okay, okay, I admit it, but I just want to make friends with Young Master Wen, and I have no other intentions."
"But there are so many people in the capital, why do you want to make friends with him, and he has no intention of making friends with you at all." Zhong Wenjin muttered in a low voice.
Liang Yanbei thought about it seriously after hearing the words, and then said after a while, "Don't you think he is cute when he rejects me with a cold face every time?"
The dinner table was completely quiet now, even Zhong Wenjin couldn't find a suitable word to answer, so he just buried his head and continued eating.
Shan Ke was a little shocked. Just now when they said that Liang Yanbei had been repeatedly rejected, he still couldn't believe what he wrote, but now it seems that what they said is actually true.
Others don't know, but Shan Ke knows very well that Liang Yanbei's reputation in Jinling is not ordinary. Whenever he goes out to play in the streets, he will definitely meet a large number of children from aristocratic families who ask to go with him, and even some women Take the initiative to ask the matchmaker to come and talk about marriage.
I never thought that Liang Yanbei's sweet pastry would become a soggy bun in front of the Ninth Highness of the capital.
He suddenly felt that his cousin had been wronged in the capital, and secretly thought that he should poke him less in the past few days.
Several people at the dinner table had different thoughts and were silent at the same time.
After Wen Chan went back, he thought that he hadn't cleaned himself up for several days, and planned to let the piano, chess, calligraphy and painting boil hot water. Fortunately, there was a well in the yard, and his big house also had its own bathroom, which was convenient .
Busy in and out, he boiled several large buckets of hot water before Wen Chan washed his body clean, his handsome face turned pale for no reason.
He put on the new clothes Liang Yanbei bought, sat by the threshold, and wiped the water from his long hair.
The weather was hot at this time, and the water droplets fell on the ground, and they were dried in a short while. Wen Chan spread out his long hair, and the warm wind blew for a while, and the outer layer was already half-dried.
When the hair was completely dry, the three subordinates also took their lunch and sat in a row at the door to eat. Wen Chan looked at it for a while, thinking that he had nothing to do, so he went back to his room to take a nap.
Before going to bed, he specially told the three of them that if Zhong Wenjin came looking for him, they would go into the room and wake him up.
He passed the waiting time by napping.
I thought that Zhong Wenjin would come to him soon, but after waiting, he waited until night fell.
Wen Chan went out puzzled, but found that there was only calligraphy and painting outside the door. He asked, "Where are Ah Fu and Qinqi?"
"They're going to buy some odds and ends for Young Master." Calligraphy responded.
He didn't ask any more questions. With Qinqi by his side, there would be no trouble, but it was Zhong Wenjin's side, he had to figure it out.
Wen Chan didn't say anything, and walked towards Zhong Wenjin's room when he left the door. At this time, yellow lanterns were hung in the small courtyard, and because of the dense crowd, there was plenty of light.
The houses of the two of them were not far away, they walked up dozens of steps, and they arrived. Wen Chan was about to knock on the door, but saw Zhong Wenjin appearing from the side.
He was holding a basin of water in his arms, and a white cloth towel was placed beside the basin. He was not wearing any clothes on his upper body, revealing his strong muscles. However, the wound on his heart, which was originally covered with black scabs, was now bleeding out and spreading downwards, which was very painful. dazzling.
Wen Chan frowned at the blood-red color, and blurted out, "Who hurt you?!"