Chapter 3 Lantern Festival

This person stood in front of him like this, his thin body was wrapped in Bai Xiao, the knife wounds on his face were criss-crossed, and the unruly divine bones had long been lost between his eyebrows, only a pair of eyes could still see the shape of the past, but the pupils were dull and gray, making people unable to see the love.

He didn't want to believe that this person was Wei Heming, but he had to believe it.

is such a person, slowly bowed down in front of him, and solemnly made a royal salute: "Your Highness, are you willing to take me in, a wasted person?"

++++++++++++++++++++++Past life, present life++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++

Wei Heming's injury was well in the morning, but he didn't want to listen to the ear-making calloon, so he lay in bed for more than two months, and he also escaped the destruction of his relatives during the New Year, and the busy affairs before and after the New Year.

Until he flipped through the idle books on the shelves, his back was lying on the bed in pain, and he refused to take half a step out of the door. In contrast, Yu Yuan became more and more cautious, whether it was reading and practicing calligraphy or female red embroidery, he did not pull it down, which made Wei Shangshu feel a little sorry that Yu Yuan was not born as a man.

Soon after the Spring Festival, it was the Shangyuan Festival, Wei Shangshu compared the two, and only felt that his daughter was well-behaved and smart, and his son was stubborn, so he ordered Wei Heming to recuperate at home, and took his daughter to the street with all the relatives of the family to watch the lanterns.

It's just that this huge Wei Mansion has always been unable to hold Wei Heming, and Wei Shangshu wants to scare the thirty-five-year-old Wei Heming, I'm afraid it is also a little difficult. Wei Shangshu had just left the house with his wife and daughter on the front foot, and Wei Heming on the back foot took a group of people, changed into inconspicuous clothes, and slipped out of the corner door.

The subordinate guarding the corner gate is the dowry of Wei Heming's biological mother, and he has always helped Wei Heming's side, and he is always worried that his biological mother will treat the Wei family sisters and brothers harshly when she goes to the master's steproom.

The Lantern Festival of the Jing Dynasty has always been lively, and the Shangyuan Festival is connected for a total of five days, and the people who come to see the lanterns are endless, and the incense cars and BMWs are extremely prosperous.

Wei Heming is penniless on the street, but he doesn't care much, all the way with the crowd to see the lights, the ears are dialects from all over the world, there are old and young, men and women, but most of the girls are walking together, and the graceful posture is also another extremely beautiful scenery.

"I didn't know how to eat my aunt, so I sent my sister-in-law to taste it first, and I played an idiom. “

There is a stall on the side of the road, and there are a few literati standing on the stall, holding a lantern with a smile, reading the lantern riddle on it, and saying: "The lantern riddle on this stall, you can guess it, if you guess it, you can give it to you with your own gifts, there are not many things, and I wish you a smile." ”

Someone soon guessed the answer: "The heart (new) belly (woman) trouble." "I took a lantern and went.

These eighty percent are the literati of the mystery society in the capital, and they come together to play, and the lantern riddles are not very difficult, and some vulgar riddles are reserved for the common people, and a few literati will also read out the riddles for illiterate people to guess.

Wei Heming saw it interestingly, so he also went up to guess.

"The crown is covered with Jinghua, and the spring and autumn characters are shot. "Guan Zhong. ”

"A little green in the red bushes, shoot a Chinese medicine. "Rub sand. ”

He looked at his young age, and shot two more in a row, and a literati came up to him and asked, "Which little boy is it?"

Wei Heming smiled and nodded, not saying which family he belonged to.

The literati laughed at him again: "Does the little boy want a candy man, or do you want a lantern?"

He deliberately pretended to be tender, opened a pair of eyes and asked, "I answered two correctly, can I do both?"

Several people on the stall laughed when they heard this, and the literati who teased him deliberately said: "Guess two is not enough, I'll make a lantern riddle, if you guess right, I will give you the biggest palace lamp and sugar man, do you think it's good?"

He glanced at the exquisite palace lamp, and said in his heart, since others regard him as a child, then he must not lose his childlike innocence once, so he nodded and said, "You are not allowed to cheat." “

The literati held back a smile: "How dare I deceive the little boy?"

Wei Heming looked at what was written on the lamp: the time is round, the time is square, the winter is short, and the summer is long.

The literati shook the folding fan triumphantly: "How is it, the little boy can still answer?"

Wei Heming thought about it in his heart, and when he raised his eyes, he saw that many people didn't guess the lantern riddles, but only looked at themselves to guess, and the kindness that made him think slowly, and he couldn't help but laugh in his heart.

It's really a child's shell that attracts attention.

As soon as Wei Heming turned his head, he saw a pair of extremely familiar phoenix eyes, which were hiding in the crowd and watching him, and suddenly a person appeared in his mind.

Is that......

Wei Heming wanted to turn his head and stop the man.

"Little boy, can you guess?" asked the literati with a smile.

But he didn't have the heart to pretend to be tender: "It's 'day'." “

The literati nodded, his eyes approving: "The little boy is really powerful." He took the largest lamp with his own hands and handed him a candy man.

Wei He thanked him, and hurriedly turned around to look for his familiar figure in the crowd, but found nothing.

As far as the eye can see, a face is stranger than the other, and the familiar moment seems to be an illusion.

I guess I was dazzled.

Wei Heming shook his head and bit the head of the sugar man in his hand: I didn't eat the snacks of the Lantern Festival, but having a sugar man is better than nothing.

He didn't even eat dinner when he went out.

A nine-year-old little doll, with a huge palace lamp in his left hand, and a sugar man munching on his right hand, he didn't find that his appearance was quite eye-catching.

"Little boy, where is your father, why did you come out alone?"

Wei Heming stared at the woman who suddenly appeared in front of him, looking like a kind eyebrow, only squinted his eyes and walked forward.

The woman took a step closer: "Don't be afraid, little boy, are you lost?

"Not good," he shook his head, smiling lightly, but his eyes swept over the faces of several middle-aged men behind the woman. "My father confessed that if he saw the abductor, he would hide far away, and if he was abducted and sold, he would not be able to return home in this life. ”

The woman was startled, and the kindness on her face was a little unbearable.

Wei Heming's expression remained unchanged, his eyes were so cold that he didn't look like a child, staring at a few people and refusing to back down: "I am a child of a family, my ancestors have the merit of being a dragon, according to the laws of this dynasty, those who sell a little should be hanged, and your heads are still ready?"

The expressions of several men were a little hesitant, to be honest, Wei Heming is really not a suitable target for abduction, looking at the dress at least a small rich family, and he has already opened his mind, remembering, they usually don't touch this kind of person.

It's just that this time I saw him walking alone, and his appearance was very standard, and he was worth a sum of money, so he made a move, but now he is in a dilemma.

The woman gritted her teeth and said, "He already knows what we look like, and he will not let him go." ”

As soon as Wei Heming heard this, he knew that it was not good, and immediately cried loudly: "Auntie, I didn't see anything, don't kill me!"

The woman looked shocked, but the people around her slowly gathered: the nature of watching the excitement was born to the people.

"Uncle just asked me to come looking for you, and I didn't know that you had anything to do with this...... This...... Please let me live!"

Everyone's eyes began to wander over the woman and several men, and there was a very ambiguous look in the discussion.

The woman's face turned blue and she crossed her waist and made a shrew: "You...... Who's your aunt!"

Wei Heming cried bitterly: "Auntie just thinks that my uncle is a slope and has no interest, but my family is that aunt who comes to see her as a relative, even if my aunt does such a thing, she will not abandon her aunt, how can my aunt not recognize me as a nephew?"

As more and more people gathered around, some people began to point at the woman, with a rather ambiguous expression, and even some people

The woman and the men were in a hurry, looked around and explained: "We don't know this kid, let alone his aunt, I don't know why he bumped into the street and tarnished my name!"

Well, it's more dramatic, there are more people who love to watch, and there are more people around.

Wei Heming stopped crying, but a fine light flashed in his eyes, and he straightened his back and asked: "Since you refuse to admit that it is my aunt, then you can tell me, why do you have a woman and many men walking on the street late at night? Although I am young, I also know etiquette, righteousness and shame, and I have never seen relatives and friends who go out on the street like this!"

As soon as these words came out, the eyes of the people around them looked at them strangely again.

Yes, at night, a woman and a group of men come out, what is this called? No matter how open the folk customs are, there is no such reason, and no one will believe that there is no adultery.

The woman only wanted to slap herself in the mouth, but why was she so quick to recognize them as a group?

"I ...... We are the subordinates of the Wenrui Palace, and this time we are here to do business, the palace is confidential, how can you speculate?" The woman had no choice but to speak hard and lie nonsense to shock everyone.

He also motioned to the men on the left and right: "You take down this kid who is full of nonsense for me, and go back and ask the prince how to deal with it." ”

Wei Heming was about to speak, but he heard a young man's voice in the crowd say, "Why don't I know, when did the Wenrui Mansion have such pickled characters as you?"

Everyone got out of the way, only to see a young man dressed in a straight coat come out of the crowd, thirteen or fourteen years old, wearing a sword at his waist, his dark hair was meticulously tied, a pair of phoenix eyes were narrow and long, the bridge of the nose was straight, and his lips were thin.

The young man was clearly scolding the woman, but his gloomy gaze stayed on Wei Heming's body, making him swallow back the words that were in his throat.

Fang Cai is not a delusion, it is really him.

King Wenrui, Chu Fengge.