Wen Sheng's voice sounded sweet with a smile.

She was joking with Wang Thirteen.

On a cold day, although she was wearing thick clothes, she could feel the warmth on Wang Shisan's body, just like the sun, dispelling the cold and darkness.

Relying on him, no matter how heavy the wind and snow were, it no longer bothered people, and even the dark and gurgling snowy night became very beautiful, so that she suddenly had an urge to chant poetry and paint.

Wang 13 didn't say anything, but suddenly sped up.

The snowflakes fell, and Wen Sheng closed his eyes, having the feeling of flying in the snow.

Gradually, the surroundings became quieter and quieter.

The two had already left the Zhuangyuan Bridge, away from the lights and hustle and bustle.

The two of them seemed to be the only ones left in the world, quiet enough to hear each other's breathing.

Wang 13 took a shortcut.

There is an alley behind the government office, and during the day there will be many people squatting in the long alley to buy and sell flowers, birds, fish and insects, plus crickets.

At this time, it was dark and snowing heavily, and every house was closed and locked, and half a figure was gone.

The alleys are sheltered from the wind, and from time to time the eaves peek out, and the snow is not as heavy as on the streets outside.

After Wang 13 entered the alley, his speed gradually slowed down.

Wen Sheng asked softly, "Are you tired?" ”

"Not tired." Wang 13 slowly stood still, "You pinch me." ”

Wen Shengqi said: "What am I pinching you for?" What's wrong with you? ”

Wang 13 shook his head: "I was in a daze, just now I don't know why, I ran here like a cloud." You pinch, I'll see if I'm dreaming. ”

Wen Sheng laughed and retracted one arm. Ask him, "Where?" ”

"Whatever you want."

Before the words fell, Wang Shisan's body trembled, and he shouted with a smile: "Your grandma, who told you to pinch me and squeak!" ”

Wen Sheng lay on his back and laughed breathlessly, and said, "Are you awake?" Lu Buxun, aren't you very skilled, and your armpits will itch when you are pinched? Why don't you take a breath? ”

Wang 13 was afraid that she would laugh out loud. Said stupidly: "Lao Tzu didn't guard against you little girl." ”

It's not just itchy.

Wang 13 came back to his senses and continued to walk forward.

He heard that children with little relatives would not have much reaction when they were scratched in their armpits.

Wang 13 remembers very well when he was young. Playing with other children in the Wang Jiashan Hall, squeaking and playing with each other, he is the one who is not afraid of this trick.

Others scratched for a long time, and he didn't dodge, avoid, or work. I can bear it too. Looks indifferent on the outside.

Later, he was a little older, and he was wary of others, and he hadn't been scratched for many years, but he didn't expect that the more he lived, the more useless he became.

Gu Wensheng, who was softly entangled on his back, seemed to have pressed a switch on his body, his hair was itching when his arm was pressed, and his breath was itching on his neck......

It hurt his heart. I can't get tired.

Wang 13 walked through the alley and walked back unhurriedly.

I don't know how long it took. The wind stops and the snow stops.

He asked Wen Sheng: "Is it cold?" ”

There are few pedestrians here since the snowfall, and the fresh snow on the ground is fluffy, but unfortunately there is no moonlight, and you can't see the whole ground.

Shoes creaked and creaked against the snow.

Wen Sheng hummed a little song softly, the dark fragrance floated between his sleeves, listened to his question, and replied with a smile: "It's not cold." ”

Wang Thirteen didn't make a move, so she reached out to help him dust the snow on his head and shoulders, Thirteen's hair was hard, and it was a little prickly after it was wet, and his eyebrows were hard to the touch, with water vapor, and he felt like he was about to freeze.

She leaned on his ear and said sincerely: "Thirteen, Lu Buxun, fortunately there are you." ”

Wang Shisan actually didn't know why Wen Sheng suddenly sighed like this, but this did not prevent him from climbing up the pole: "Little girl, do you know the benefits of the master?" ”

Wen Sheng chuckled: "Got it." ”

"Keep the account first, and when you are well, I will replace you to serve the master, don't point out that your eldest lady can serve tea and pour water, shh the cold and ask for warmth, and play a song to talk to the master in your spare time," he paused, "...... Don't turn your face and deny people. ”

Wen Sheng's fingers just left Wang Shisan's eyebrows, and when he heard this, he slipped down his right sideburns, and Thirteen forgot to shave his beard in the morning, and touched his hands a little, Wen Sheng poked his face with his cold fingers, and blew on his ears, pretending to be gloomy: "Why don't you turn your face and don't recognize people, maybe you will kill people!" ”

Wang Shisan's cold hair exploded, and he trembled: "Gu Wensheng, be honest, don't move your hands and feet!" ”

asked Wen Sheng to make such a mistake, and the sourness and melancholy that had just surged in his heart disappeared immediately, and he didn't know what to do.

“…… Hehe. Wen Sheng put his arms around his neck and pressed his face against his broad back.

"Thirteen, I'll tell you a story, okay?" Her voice sounded boring.

"Tell me about it."

"Once upon a time there was a place where there were no donkeys, and there was a man who was idle and bored, so he carried a donkey in a boat and sent it over......," she told Wang 13 about "The Donkey of Qian".

The story of "The Donkey of Qian" is from Liu Zongyuan's "Three Commandments".

"Three Commandments" is the collective name of "The Elk of Linjiang", "The Donkey of Qian" and "The Rat of Yong's Family", Liu Zongyuan used three animals to satirize the people of the time, and believed that the gentleman should take it as a warning.

However, Wen Shengxuan talked about "The Donkey of Qian" at this time, which was neither sarcastic nor preachy, she was still joking with Wang Thirteen-

“…… The tiger was accustomed to the sound of the donkey, so he approached it, giggling and teasing it back and forth, and from time to time bumping and leaning against it," she poked Wang Thirteen's neck again, "and the donkey was very angry, and kicked the tiger with his hooves......"

Wang 13: "......"

It wasn't until this moment that he heard that Gu Wensheng was turning a corner and saying that he was a donkey.

This little girl sees that he has a good temper, and he goes to the house to uncover the tiles, which is going to turn the sky upside down.

Wen Sheng told the end of the story, and Wang Shisan's speechless appearance greatly pleased her, giggling and laughing. Overjoyed.

Wang 13 finally found the words to fight back: "Hey, hey, a fart, look at the verbal advantage of your beauty, isn't the tigress very good?" ”

"Humph!" Wen Sheng poked him hard.

Wang 13 has rough skin and thick meat. Wen Sheng's two blows were like mayflies shaking a tree, naturally it was not painful or itchy.

No, it doesn't hurt or not, but it's itchy.

Wang 13 supported her upwards with his backhand, and strode back, suddenly happy and sad in his heart.

Gu Wensheng with him. This is the difference between clouds and mud.

If it weren't for this trip to Nanchong, Wang 13 would never have dreamed that one day. He will willingly be a donkey by her side, just hoping that she can survive well.

If this snowy night is long, it will never dawn, and the road ahead is long. There is never an end. There are only two of them left in this world, and it will be a lot if he goes down on his back like this.

It's a pity that there aren't so many ifs.

Talking and laughing, his feet were fast, and he felt that he would arrive at the door of the house in a short time.

At this time, it was almost the second watch, and the family surnamed Huang had already slept, and the courtyard was quiet. Only the lights were still on in Tong Baishuang's house.

Wang 13 and Wen Sheng opened the street door and came in, and Tong Baishuang heard the movement. I was about to put my mind at ease, and after a while, I also turned off the lights and went to sleep.

Seeing this, Wang 13 said to Wen Sheng: "It's not early, you should go to bed quickly." I'll talk about it tomorrow. ”

Wen Sheng's body was weak, and she was cold and tired outside, and Wang Shisan didn't want her to stay up late.

Wang 13 carried Wen Sheng to the door of the house, handed her the things he bought, and watched her enter the door, he picked up a broom in the yard and swept the snow at the door under the wall.

He was afraid that Wen Sheng would accidentally step on the snow when he came out to wash, slip and fall.

When he finished cleaning by the faint light and entered the house, he saw the pen, ink, paper and inkstone he had just bought on the table.

Although Wen Sheng had changed his clothes, he didn't seem to have any intention of sleeping, so he rolled up his sleeves and added some water to the inkstone, ready to grind ink.

"What is this?"

Wen Sheng glanced at him: "You go wash up first." I'll draw something. ”

"Draw what?" Wang 13 leaned over, and saw that the boss had a piece of drawing paper on the table, and there were five or six pieces of various thicknesses and lengths on the pen stand next to him.

"At this time, I still remember the situation near the Zhuangyuan Bridge in my head, and I don't remember as well as before, so I am worried that I will forget it when I sleep, so I simply draw it first."

When Wang Shisan heard this, he hurriedly said, "Then I'll accompany you." ”

He closed the door behind him, and when he came back, he asked, "What am I going to do?" ”

"You can study the ink." Wen Sheng handed him the ink ingot and taught him how to press and grind it lightly to make the ink thick and even.

"Don't worry, this is different from your martial arts practice, calm down, use slow work, you are studying while watching me draw, where is there a mistake to remind me."

A light like a bean covered Wen Sheng's whole person with a warm yellow halo, just by her side, looking at her, Wang Shisan had a sense of stability and tranquility.

When the ink was studied, there was an astringent pine aroma, which was a smell that belonged exclusively to the literati, and Wang Shisan felt that it was very commensurate with Wensheng.

Duyan looked at the beauty under the lamp, the light covered Wen Sheng's poor complexion, and she looked like a painting herself with a paintbrush, which was very comfortable.

Because he inadvertently made the characters in this painting, Wang Shisan actually had a secret joy in his heart, and he studied the ink very carefully.

Wen Sheng waited for him to study almost completely, mixed a little clean water into it, picked up a thin stick, dipped it in ink, and glanced at Wang Shisan with a smile.

Wang Shisan was unaware, still there slowly rounding his wrists, Wen Sheng lowered his head and began to paint.

In her opinion, men like red sleeves to add fragrance, and in her place, it is almost the same for a big man like Thirteen to obediently stay aside and study ink, which is just as charming and makes people feel good.

She painted the Zhuangyuan Bridge, only painting the scenery, shops and many stalls, and with a few brushstrokes, the whole picture of the topography of the market jumped on the paper.

Wang 13 looked at it, didn't dare to disturb, and was secretly surprised.

Wen Sheng changed his pen, and Wang Shisan suddenly pointed to a place on the painting: "Is there a small alley in this place?" It's the attic behind the study. ”

Wen Sheng held his forehead with his hand and thought carefully.

Seeing this, Wang 13 hurriedly stopped her: "Don't be distracted, when I didn't say it, so be it." ”

Wen Sheng shook her head, as soon as Wang Shisan said this, she seemed to have a little impression.

"At that time, it happened to be Wu Feng's sedan chair coming, and we hurriedly walked a few steps to avoid him, but I was distracted again, so I ignored this neighborhood. You still have to verify it, and after a while, you will memorize this picture, and you will go to the scene tomorrow to match another pair. ”

Wen Sheng painted more than a dozen shops, large and small, and Wang Shisan watched from the sidelines, as if he was walking on the Zhuangyuan Bridge again.

"It's around here. In the evening, when Wu Feng went down, there were many people around, and he could take advantage of the chaos. ”

Wen Sheng didn't say anything, and it took a short time to finish the painting, put it on the house to dry, and said, "Clean up and sleep, and I'll think about it tomorrow." ”

This tossing was late at night, and Wang 13 answered, got out of the way and told her to wash first.

Wen Sheng had been thinking about this, and before going to sleep, he suddenly said, "I still have to find a way to inquire about the general background of these shops." It's better to spend some silver and make a room. ”

Wang 13 was taking off his shoes, and paused when he heard this: "I know, wait until I call Xuan Tongfang to do it." ”

Wen Sheng closed his eyes and pondered for a while, and then said: "I'm afraid you can't do it alone, with the store, I can wait in the shop to answer." ”

Wang 13 said "um", pulled the quilt over his body, turned off the light, and lay down next to Wen Sheng.

"Don't ask Xuan Tongfang to be idle, someone needs someone to help carry Wu Feng to the store, stay outside and wait for Yan Bai, the Zhuangyuan Bridge is not far from Lord Chen's house, even if they happen to meet each other."

Ideas are all good ideas, and one ring is considered to be thoughtful, but it's the middle of the night, why can't you rest your head and sleep honestly?

Wang 13 turned over, hugged Wen Sheng, and hugged him in his arms: "What are you talking about, it's not over, I'll talk about it tomorrow, sleep!" ”

Wen Sheng struggled, she didn't struggle, she walked a long way today, she was very tired, she lay down honestly for a while, she came up sleepy, and soon fell asleep.

But when they got up the next morning, the two did not continue the topic.

Wen Sheng felt that she was too sleepy after painting last night, so as soon as she relaxed, she basically thought of what to say, many words were not well thought out, and she had to think about it carefully, so as not to mislead Wang Shisan.

On Wang Thirteen's side, he felt that there was a more important thing to be determined first.

After breakfast, he went to find Xuan Tongfang and the others.

Xuan Tongfang first told him that the doctor of the Ping'an Hou Mansion was not Yan Bai himself. As far as they could see, the Doctor had indeed been staying in the palace during this time.

Wang 13 looked at the people around and asked them quietly, "What are the skills of the disciples in the Wu University Scholar's Mansion?" Just the ten people that Wu Feng often brought with him. ”

According to what he thought, this assassination was quite difficult, and it was definitely not that he took advantage of the other party's unpreparedness to suddenly kill in the oblique stab and give Wu Feng a knife.

Wu Feng sat in a sedan chair, and he couldn't see his people from the outside, so this first knife was to destroy his sedan chair, and then face him in front of him, so that he could seriously injure him and not kill him with one knife.

It's hard to grasp the balance of this.

And if he can't strike a blow at that time, no matter how fast he moves, he will inevitably have to fight with the Wu family's doorman. (To be continued......)

PS: It's the weekend, all book friends.