The first rays of sunlight in the early morning sprinkled into the bamboo forest, accompanied by a few sparrow calls, the originally quiet bamboo forest was a little more vibrant at the moment, spring slowly came, the wildflowers on the side of the road also bloomed brightly, the donkey tied to the pillar shook the two big ears on the head, and called at the people.

Wen Heqing, who had just filled the wine in the small bamboo house, lowered his head and tied the wine jug around his waist, but he didn't know that someone was outside, thinking that the donkey was impatient, so he said: "Don't call again, leave immediately." With that, he raised his head and took one last look around the small bamboo hut, then turned to leave.

Next to the donkey wagging his tail, there was a man in an apricot yellow robe, smiling slightly, "Brother Wen is really determined, must he go?" ”

Hearing the man's voice, Wen and Qing stopped on the steps in surprise, and then nodded heavily, "You have to go." ”

"Why did His Royal Highness the Crown Prince deign to come to the pickled land, let's go back quickly." After a pause, Wen Heqing slowly walked down the steps, untied the rope that tied the donkey, and calculated left and right, the things he wanted to bring were only a few clothes and some broken silver.

Feng Yang shook his head, "Since I am commensurate with Brother Wen as brothers, there is no difference between you and me, a prince and a commoner. In this bamboo forest, there are only Fengyang and Qingrong. ”

"Wrong, and us!" As soon as Feng Yang's words fell, he saw two figures coming out of behind the bamboo shadow, and when he looked at it, it was Yun Porcelain Ning and Feng Jue who were carrying pastries.

I wanted to come to see Wen Youqing, but I didn't expect to see his posture and plan to leave the capital.

Feng Yang's words were interrupted, but he didn't mean to be annoyed, he just shook his head helplessly and watched the two approach.

Wen Youqing blinked, smiled slightly, and had to admit that although His Royal Highness the Crown Prince was in a high position, he was humble and polite, and did not put on a show, "You will definitely be a good monarch in the future." These are his words from the heart.

"Many years from now, who can say clearly." Feng Yang thought about it for a long time, but still buried the words in his heart, if I had you by my side, I would definitely be a good monarch. "Qingrong doesn't like the court?"

A dissolute and unruly person like him himself said, "Find a bamboo forest, make three or two friends, cook a pot of tea, and talk about one or two, it's enough." "It's the perfect place to be a hermit in the mountains. Yesterday, he strongly recommended Wen Heqing to let His Majesty the Emperor give him an official position, would it make him unhappy?

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince thought so.

But he also really likes this confidant, so he wants to help him.

Wen Youqing smiled and shook his head, "Fame and fortune, who doesn't like it, if you have to say you don't like it, it's pretending to be high." I still have to ask for money just for drinking, and those scholars always say that the money is Brother Kong Fang, but how can they live without money? Even if you live in seclusion in the mountains and forests, you have to ask for money to buy a few vegetable plants to support yourself, right? ”

Yun Cining on the side couldn't help but smile, his words were not rough, money is not a thing, it is not omnipotent, but no, it is absolutely impossible. It depends on your attitude towards it.

"When I was young, I also had a lot of enthusiasm, I wanted to gain fame, be a great minister, and glorify the family...... But after this incident, I have seen through it roughly, although I can't say anything Zen, but now my heart is really a 'empty' word that can be summed up. Wen Youqing sighed, pulled up the donkey beside him and walked forward.

Although Wen and Qingsheng are not high, looking at his back in the sun, they are inexplicably powerful.

"Where is Brother Wen going?" Feng Jue behind him asked loudly.

"Where to go." Wen Heqing got on the donkey, raised his head and took a sip of wine, turned around and smiled at the three of them, the bamboo leaves blown off by the breeze fell on his shoulders, like an immortal walking into the painting. Yes, Dukua beauties came from the painting, but Wen and Qing had to walk into the painting.

Time seems to be frozen in this second, the sound of the shepherd boy's flute, and the sound of Wen and Qing's distant poetry, faint, but often lingering in the ears - "I am the Qingdu Shanshui Lang, the Heavenly Sect divides and is crazy. He has been given a rain cloud coupon, and he is tired of staying in the cloud to borrow the moon chapter. Thousands of poems, thousands of wines. How many times have you looked at the Hou Wang? The jade building Jin Que returned lazily, and inserted plum blossoms to get drunk in Luoyang. ”

"If it weren't for the Seventh Brother and Miss Yun this time, I would often not be able to come out in the East Palace, and I don't know how to deal with it." The three of them watched Wen and Qing leave, and only retracted their eyes for a long time. Feng Yang turned his head and thanked Feng Jue and Yun Porcelain Ning.

"Hey, I've said it several times, and this is something we can't see willing to do." Yun Cining waved his hand, "Sometimes when you go to help someone, there will always be people who will question, what benefits will you get by doing this, what did he promise you?" In fact, only we know in our hearts that this person should help, that's all. ”

Feng Jue smiled lightly and shook his head, "Little white porcelain, you said that you are so selfless, some people don't think so selfless in their hearts." ”

Yun Chening rolled her eyes, naturally knowing who the "some people" Feng Jue was talking about, maybe Feng Yun, who was still grounded in the mansion, came up with some conspiracy theories, thinking that Feng Jue and Feng Yang had already discussed to kill him, and this guy was unwilling.

"Some people don't think so selflessly, and they don't do it selflessly." Feng Yang squinted his eyes, as if he suddenly remembered something, and said.

"What His Royal Highness the Crown Prince said is extremely true, so we can't be selfless." Feng Jue also squinted her eyes and replied with her lips hooked.

Only Yun Chening, who was standing between the two, felt like the King of Chu in "Mozi Gong Lose", watching the two play dumb riddles, but they couldn't understand anything, so they could only ask with a confused face: "What are you talking about?" ”

The two big men glanced at each other, raised their fingers and pointed to the blue sky above their heads, and smiled slightly: "The secret of heaven must not be revealed." ”

"Oh my God, your grandma's legs!" Yun Chening smashed the pastry in his hand directly at Feng Jue's head, and scolded: "Let you pretend to be forced." ”

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince separated from the two at the corner of the street, because there were still many things waiting for him to do in the East Palace, and he couldn't wander outside all day long like Feng Jue, and after getting on the carriageway and saying "goodbye", he drove away.

Yun Chenning, who was standing next to Feng Jue, poked Feng Jue's arm, tightened his eyebrows, and stretched out his hand to say "um". Feng Jue didn't know what she meant, thought for a while, and handed her the pastry in his hand.

"I don't want this." Yun Cining put down his hand and said very seriously.

"So what?" Where did he make this little ancestor angry, it seems that he didn't?

"Feng Jue, you have a good memory, don't you want to kneel on the durian?" Yun Porcelain narrowed his eyes, looking threatening, and approached him.

Feng Jue was startled, and finally remembered what she was going to do. Obediently, I thought that Xiao Baici had forgotten about it, but I didn't expect that she really planned to settle accounts after the autumn, and she was so ruthless!

With a push with both hands, he directly stuffed the pastry into Yun Cining's arms, Feng Jue smeared oil under his feet, and ran straight towards the palace, shouting while running: "I'll go back to write, I'll go back and write!" ”

Yun Chenning, who was holding the pastry, buried his head and chuckled, "Hmph, count you as acquaintances." ”