During the New Year's Festival, there are nothing more than visiting relatives and friends, and there are countless tea parties and drinking parties. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

After Fu Shaoyun accepted Doudou, he really spent a lot of thought on Yu Wenheng.

On the second day of the Yamen seal, he sent Chongjiu to the Second Prince's Mansion to make a post, which was regarded as throwing stones to ask for directions.

In recent months, Yu Wenheng has gone to Jiangxi, and he has been compiling books in the Hanlin Academy, and the contact between the two can almost be said to be broken.

Of course, in the past, Fu Shaoyun was busy with the imperial examination, and he was not too close to Yu Wenheng, but this did not affect Yu Wenheng's importance to him in the slightest.

Of course, people with noble status like to be flattered by others, but ambitious people also understand the importance of talents.

What's more, Yu Wenheng is a person who combines dignity, ambition, and hypocrisy.

He wants to attract talents like Fu Shaoyun, but he doesn't want to use the identity of the prince.

Maybe Fu Shaoyun has the purity and integrity that he will never have in his life, he is really reluctant to give up this friendship, or he is reluctant to give up this rare clarity.

The more hypocritical people are, the more they care about the little truth in his heart, and the friendship between the kings is as light as water, and it is this word "light" that makes people feel cherished.

What he doesn't know is that Fu Shaoyun is indeed clear but not stupid, he has his own bottom line and principles of life.

Once someone touches that principle, he will also fight back and use tactics, and he has enough patience to deal with the person he wants to deal with.

The rumors limited the loss of Yu Wenheng's reputation, and Emperor Yongtai's attitude was the weather vane.

The news that the second prince was not allowed to leave the palace and postponed it made many people who had been rushing to it no longer be so active, but chose to wait and see.

Everyone knows that it is not easy to send charcoal in the snow, and if you show support to the second prince at this time, it will inevitably make him treat him differently, but what if the wrong treasure is pressed?

Therefore, since Yu Wenheng returned to Beijing, the Second Prince's Mansion has been unprecedentedly quiet.

With Yu Wenheng's scheming, he will not be slumped because of this, but I have to say that Fu Shaoyun's greetings and care for him came too timely and soothed.

Since that post, Fu Shaoyun has always visited his door every once in a while.

Or a few new words, or a few new paintings, or a sip of tea, the gift is not precious, but it is really enough to make a friend's gesture.

The only regret is that he can't leave the house, otherwise this period of life will definitely be more comfortable, Yu Wenheng thought.

Finally waited for Chinese New Year's Eve, and waited for the first day of the new year, Yuwen Heng recovered his body and attended the Chinese New Year's Eve family banquet and New Year's banquet, which can be regarded as regaining freedom.

On the sixth day of the first lunar month, Su Wan gave birth to a daughter with pink makeup for him.

The eldest daughter is naturally not more pleasing than the eldest son, but because she is a concubine, there are many more people who are happy with her arrival than disappointed.

At least the gifts sent by Dong Fu were double that of the previous preparations, and Dong Yuexin also breathed a sigh of relief, and her steps were brisk as never before.

Huo Xiao expected it to be good, this time Yu Wenheng was really suffocated, but at the same time, his mood had changed a lot compared with before.

Since she has been holding it for so long, the porridge and side dishes are even more unpalatable, and Concubine Dong Yuexin basically can't arouse any interest.

Su Wan just gave birth to a child, not to mention that he can't touch it, even if he can, he is not willing to touch a woman who is still very bloated and has no sense of beauty.

Those concubines...... All of them are charming, and when he sees them, he will think of the pair of sisters in the Yan family's mansion that day, and he has lost his appetite.

He longed to soothe his toil for more than a month with a delicious meal.

For this he can wait, he can look for it slowly.

Before finding a big meal, it is also very eye-catching to be accompanied by Fu Shaoyun, a handsome and immortal friend.

Since the third day of the new year, the two of them can often be seen in the major restaurants and tea shops in Beijing.

In the blink of an eye, it is the Shangyuan Festival.

Since the flood and drought in the northwest of that year, the Great Zhou Dynasty has been in good weather, and the treasury has become more and more full.

This year's Shangyuan Lantern Festival is more lively than in the past few years, and this excitement has reached its peak on the 15th.

The restaurants in the capital are all full, and even the major teahouses with light business in winter are full of distinguished customers, and Yuefeng Lou is no exception.

In the private room on the second floor, Yu Wenheng and Fu Shaoyun sat opposite each other.

"Brother Shaoyun, I thought you wouldn't come to the appointment today. Yu Wenheng personally made a cup of tea and handed it to Fu Shaoyun.

Fu Shaoyun raised his eyebrows: "How can you see it?"

Yu Wenheng also smiled: "The willow tops on the moon, people are about after dusk." Brother Shaoyun should have an appointment with a beauty to live up to this beautiful day. ”

A hint of melancholy rose between Fu Shaoyun's eyebrows: "I have always been used to being quiet, and Shangyuan has no other meaning to me. ”

Yu Wenheng shook his head and said, "Why is Brother Shaoyun so stubborn, there is no beauty to accompany him in a good year, it is really ......"

Fu Shaoyun smiled bitterly: "There is no shortage of beauties around Your Highness, don't you also sit alone in the teahouse and look at the moon and sigh?"

Yu Wenheng picked up the teacup and leaned against the window.

The bright moon in the sky glows with a cold clear glow, which is extremely moving but makes people feel unattainable.

The full moon on the river is sparkling, not real enough but it can make people's hearts sway.

I have to say that the word "Mochizuki sighs" is very suitable for his state of mind at this time.

Is this all he can do in this life?

It is destined to only look up at the bright moon in the sky, and can only choose the moon in the water......

"Brother Shaoyun, are you willing?" Yu Wenheng retracted his gaze and turned his head to look at Fu Shaoyun.

Fu Shaoyun stood up and paced to the window on the other side, and said quietly: "How about being willing, what about being unwilling?"

Yu Wenheng walked to his side, looked at the bustling crowd downstairs, and said: "If you are willing, go downstairs, there are countless flowers for you to pick, it can be described as a thousand charms, if you are not willing, you ......"

He stared at Fu Shaoyun's narrow eyes, which were full of plunder.

Fu Shaoyun's heart tightened, and sure enough, His Royal Highness had never intended to let Cousin Yuan go.

His face was still pale and said with a strong sadness: "The love is deep and shallow, but I can't help it." ”

Yu Wenheng took another step closer to him: "Brother Shaoyun, fate is not in the sky but in yourself, are you willing to let this complex never be unraveled?"

Fu Shaoyun smiled lightly: "Complex...... It's indeed a complex, I knew her when I was fourteen years old, and I didn't take it seriously at first, but I can pick it up when my hand is broken, and can I get it back when my heart leaves?"

His smile is extremely beautiful, but it gives people an ethereal sense of nothingness, and the whole person seems to be about to become an immortal.

Yu Wenheng's mood was also bleak, a small Yuan Yuan can make people worry like this......

If there really is that day, how will he choose between Fu Shaoyun and Yuan Yuan?

He was thinking about it, but the green shirt next to him passed by like the wind, and Fu Shaoyun quickly ran towards the door of the private room.

What's going on, who did you meet?

Yu Wenheng has known Fu Shaoyun for many years, but he has never seen him lose his temper like this, he believes that if Fu Shaoyun knows martial arts, I am afraid he will jump out of the window directly.

He calmed down a little, and chased after him with his long legs.