The Liang Mansion is not far from the academy, the gate of the house is quite grand, and the plaque on the house is inscribed by the emperor himself.
Wen Chan followed Liang Yanbei, and until he entered the door, he was still thinking about stewed chicken, but seeing Liang Jun, all thoughts disappeared.
For the first time, he was a little cautious, standing behind Liang Yanbei, staring at Liang Jun eagerly.
At this time, Liang Jun was dressed in casual clothes, standing under the porch, with a serious expression on his face.
He looked at Wen Chan and suddenly laughed.
Both Liang Jun and Liang Yanbei have smiling eyes, and the eyes are only slightly curved, and there is a smile. Even though he is old, when he smiles, it is still pleasing to the eye, and Wen Chan unconsciously breathes a sigh of relief.
"It turned out to be His Highness Ninth Prince." Liang Jun walked over and saluted Wen Chan, "I pay homage to Your Highness Ninth Prince."
Wen Chan went to help him up in a panic, "You don't have to be like this, Shangshu Liang. Please don't mind me when I come to the mansion to disturb you."
Liang Yanbei said at the side, "Father, I brought His Highness the Ninth Prince back. He is studying in the academy now. It is too troublesome to go back to the palace, and he has nowhere to go, so I let him come to our house for dinner."
Wen Chan looked at Liang Jun nervously, for fear that he would suddenly refuse with a black face.
He knew that he had a special status. Even in the palace, food and beverages were strictly inspected layer by layer before they were delivered to his dining table.
Now that I am here, it is good that there is no food problem. If there is a problem with food, the entire Liang Mansion will bear a big responsibility.
With such a big risk, no courtier would keep him.
But Liang Jun was different from the others. He didn't even think about it after hearing this, so he said to Wen Chan, "Whatever the Ninth Prince wants to eat, I will send someone to do it."
"I'll just eat whatever I want." Only then did Wen Chan feel relieved, and said with a smile, "I'll eat whatever you usually eat."
"That can't be done." Liang Jun said, "You are a guest when you come, so don't be cautious, Your Highness the Ninth Prince."
Already very stiff. Wen Chan touched the palm of his hand quietly, only to realize that the palm of his hand was sweating at some point. When he saw Liang Jun, he became nervous and formed a conditioned reflex.
"I know what His Highness likes to eat, I'll go and tell the cook." Liang Yanbei took the initiative to take on the job, turned to Wen Chan and said, "Go and sit in the lobby first."
Liang Jun asked strangely, "How do you know what His Highness likes to eat? Do you know the taboo of raw and cold, and the degree of sweet and spicy?"
"Don't worry." Liang Yanbei gave his father a confident look.
Liang Jun was a little confused, but still led Wen Chan into the lobby, with a kind smile on his face, "Does your Highness like to drink tea? I just got a good Pu'er a few days ago. It tastes a bit sweet. Your Highness wants to drink it." ?”
Wen Chan shook his head lightly, "No, I'll just drink plain water."
Liang Jun thought for a while, and ordered someone to serve him a cup of red drink, "This is made of dried fruit and plum, with honey in it. It's very sweet. Your Highness can try it."
Seeing his expectant eyes, Wen Chan couldn't resist, so he took a sip first, and his whole mouth was filled with the sweet taste, with the fragrance of plums.
Wen Chan's eyes lit up, "It's really delicious."
Liang Jun was quite proud, "That's natural, I researched this drink myself."
"Wow—" Wen Chan was very appreciative, "Master Liang is really amazing, he can do both literary and military skills, but he even cooks so delicious and excellent drinks, I am afraid that if you look at the whole of Xiliang, you can't find a few Be able to stand shoulder to shoulder with Lord Liang."
These words made the Liang family feel elated, and they laughed loudly, "Your Highness, if you like to drink, I will ask someone to send some to Your Highness."
"Then I would like to thank Mr. Liang for your generosity." Wen Chan was not polite and accepted it calmly.
After boasting and praising, the atmosphere between the two became much more active.
"Daddy!" A childish cry came, before the words fell, a young boy ran in, stopped in the middle of the run, and looked at Wen Chan with big round eyes.
This little boy has red lips and white teeth, and is dressed in brocade clothes, somewhat similar to Liang Yanbei.
Wen Chan immediately recognized him as Liang Yanbei's younger brother, Liang Yanheng.
In the previous life, Liang Yanheng passed away before he grew up. Liang Yanbei was very sad and changed his name to Liang Heng to commemorate his younger brother.
Liang Yanheng seemed to be only fifteen years old when he died. After the Zhong family slaughtered the palace, they hijacked the carriage that Liang Yanheng and Mrs. Liang were transferring to, killing them.
The root cause is that the Liang family is on Wen Chan's side.
Thinking of this matter, he still felt guilty in his heart, even if the posthumous titles were given to the two after the restoration of the country, it would not help.
He looked at the delicate young boy in front of him, opened his arms, and smiled gently, "Xiao Hengheng."
Liang Yanheng also grinned, ran over and embraced Wen Chan with the innocence and kindness unique to children.
Wen Chan picked him up and sat on his lap, "How old is Xiao Hengheng?"
"Ten years old." He replied in a childish voice.
Seeing that his son was so close to His Highness the Ninth Prince, Liang Jun was startled, wondering if his elder son had already taken his younger son out
But when Liang Yanbei came in and saw his younger brother chatting happily with Wen Chan, he was also very surprised, and cast a questioning look at his father.
The two faced each other in confusion, and neither of them could find the answer from the other's expression.
Wen Chan was still chatting with Liang Yanheng, and didn't notice that Liang Yanbei came in, "Does Xiao Hengheng want to play in the palace?"
Xiao Hengheng? ? Liang Yanbei stood behind Wen Chan, and when he heard this address, his expression became complicated again.
"I think." Liang Yanheng replied, "My brother said that the palace is very interesting."
"Is it interesting?" Wen Chan asked back, remembering the calculations of you coming and going in the palace, and answered dully, "It's not very interesting."
"Any place is boring, but if there are interesting people in it, then that place is interesting." Liang Yanbei said suddenly.
Wen Chan was startled by his voice, turned his head to look, and at some point stood quietly behind him, dumbfounding, "What kind of nonsense are you talking about?"
"Brother!" Seeing his elder brother, Liang Yanheng quickly jumped off Wen Chan's lap and threw himself on Liang Yanbei.
"What I'm talking about is not fallacious." Liang Yanbei bent over to hug him, not forgetting to refute Wen Chan.
"Why not?"
"I think what Yan Bei said is right." Liang Jun threw a bar aside.
Wen Chan: "..."
A good man doesn't suffer from the immediate disadvantages, Wen Chan decided not to argue with the father and son, and asked, "Why don't you see Mrs. Liang?"
"My mother went home to visit relatives today." Liang Yanbei replied casually.
"Hey, I remembered now." Liang Jun thumped his palm suddenly, and said, "Your mother asked me to pick some oranges before leaving, and I will pick them now."
"Lord Liang, let the servants pick it up, what if it falls?" Wen Chan asked suspiciously.
"My wife said that the oranges I pick are sweeter."
Wen Chan: "???"
Liang Jun dropped these words, bid farewell to Wen Chan in a hurry, and really ran to pick oranges.
"Your father..." Wen Chan hesitated to speak, always felt that he should stop it, after all, Liang Jun is not young anymore.
"Your Highness, don't worry, my father is often like this, and he is quite skilled in picking things." Liang Yanbei didn't care, and sat down next to Wen Chan with his brother in his arms.
Liang Yanheng saw the plum tea on the table, and reached out to take it, but Liang Yanbei didn't care if it was Wen Chan's drink, so he took it and handed it to Liang Yanheng's mouth.
The little boy took a sip and wailed, "It's so hot!"
Seeing that Liang Yanheng was so hot that tears came out, Wen Chan panicked, "It's a little hot, I just soaked it just now, I forgot to remind you."
Liang Yanbei didn't seem to believe it, so he also took a sip, swallowed it hastily, put the tea back on the table, and said quietly, "It's really hot, let's let it cool first."
But Liang Yanheng still watched eagerly, very greedy.
Wen Chan brought the tea to him and blew on it, trying to cool it down quickly.
Liang Yanbei watched with a gentle smile in his eyes.
The hall was silent for a while, Wen Chan blew for a long time, dizzy several times, took a sip, and said, "Okay, it's not hot anymore."
Liang Yanheng smiled, and looked at Wen Chan hopefully, waiting for him to bring the tea.
That Wen Chan was dizzy, and handed one end of the tea to Liang Yanbei, "Drink it."
Liang Yanheng: "???"
The confused look on his face brought Wen Chan back to his senses. Realizing that he had given it to the wrong person, he smiled embarrassedly and changed his hand to give it to Liang Yanheng, but he was stopped by a hand halfway.
After Liang Yanbei took the plum tea, he gave Wen Chan an ambiguous look, "Thank you for your consideration, Your Highness."
"This is not for you..." Wen Chan laughed angrily.
"When I drink it, it's the same as drinking it. We are brothers and close relatives." Liang Yanbei took it for granted.
That taste is really sweet into my heart.
Liang Yanbei smacked his lips, why didn't he think this tea was so delicious before
Liang Yanheng watched his brother take a sip, but he didn't feel any sweetness in his mouth, so he went to eat and snatched the tea from his brother, and drank it himself.
As soon as he touched his mouth, his lips were scalded. Liang Yanheng put the tea back on the table honestly, "It's still hot."
"Brother blows to you." Liang Yanbei took the initiative to blow cold tea for him in order to "make up" for his mistake just now.
After Liang Yanheng finished his drink and the food was cooked, the three of them moved to the other room.
The dishes on the table were indeed Wen Chan's favorites, including the braised chicken promised by Liang Yanbei.
However, Liang Jun came in after picking the oranges, and asked in surprise, "Who are you lying to? Isn't this what you like to eat?"
Liang Yanbei was quite innocent, "I didn't lie, this is also His Highness's favorite food."
Wen Chan hurriedly rescued Liang Yanbei, "Master Liang, don't blame me, I like to eat them all, but my taste is somewhat similar to Mr. Liang's."
More than just like? Liang Jun secretly slandered.
He didn't believe it at first, thinking that it was Wen Chan's words to protect his eldest son, but after a meal, Wen Chan actually ate a lot, and he used chopsticks for every dish, so he believed it, and he was amazed again and again in his heart .
After Wen Chan finished eating, he felt that he had eaten a little too much, although he still had something to say.
Seeing that he had finished eating, Liang Yanbei said, "His Royal Highness, tidying up the room now is too time-consuming, why don't you just sleep in my room."
Wen Chan subconsciously glanced at Liang Jun, "How good is this, it's fine if there's no room, I don't need to sleep."
"No, if you don't sleep in the riding and archery class in the afternoon, where will you get mental training? Your Highness must have a good rest." He said.
When Liang Jun heard this, he immediately agreed with his son with both hands, and said a little seriously, "Yan Bei is right. Since His Highness has come to the Liang Mansion, he will naturally be treated well. If His Highness despises Yan Bei's house, I will immediately order someone to clean it up and buy it. Although it will take some time for Zhang Xin to make a new bed, it is better than not sleeping... "
"That's not necessary!" Wen Chan waved his hands again and again, "I'm just afraid to bother Mr. Liang, why do you dislike it?"
"No trouble, no trouble." Liang Yanbei stood up and said to Wen Chan, "I'll take you there now."
"... That's the work."
Although Wen Chan seemed reluctant on the surface, he actually slept so soundly that he almost drool.
He didn't wake up until Liang Yanbei came to call himself.
To be honest, Wen Chan liked that bed so much, as soon as he lay on it, he could feel the smell of Liang Yanbei everywhere, filling his heart slowly, the richness made him extremely at ease.
It was quite reluctant to leave.
Liang Yanbei pinpointed the time and asked Wen Chan to sleep for a while while ensuring that he would not be late.
Before leaving, Liang Jun smiled and sent him off, and stuffed him with several oranges.
Wen Chan especially wanted to ask, can I come back tomorrow
But looking at Liang Jun's face, he swallowed the words forcibly, and bid farewell to Liang Jun politely.
On the carriage, Liang Yanbei chatted with Wen Chan casually.
"Zhong Wenjin has an elder brother who is also in the academy." Liang Yanbei said casually.
Wen Chan paused while eating the orange, "Who?"
Liang Yanbei thought for a while and said, "It seems to be called Zhong Wenting."