Chapter 315: Relaxation is moderate

At this time, the Cao family sighed that Wen Yan had the ability, and in that case, Wen Yan read Wen Zhang's letter carefully from beginning to end.

Wen Zhang, who is not very old, writes well.

He told him a lot of new things in the academy, and that their brother's riding and archery had improved a lot, and he was overjoyed to hear that his sister was slowly recovering from her chills......

Wen Yan watched it little by little, and the more he watched, the more he wanted to laugh.

Wen Zhang was not originally a nagging character, probably because he was afraid that Wen Yan would be worried, and the sisters and brothers were separated from each other and couldn't see each other.

Wen Yan curled the corners of his lips.

It's just that after laughing, my heart is a little sour.

She has a deep relationship with Wen Zhang's sister and brother.

Both of them were born and raised in the capital, although the Xia family also has brothers and sisters of the same age, but they are the same mother and sister-in-law.

When Wen Yan entered the palace, Wen Zhang was only two years old, so in fact, the two didn't get along for long.

But the love between sister and brother is so deeply rooted in my heart.

Wen Yan touched the letterhead in her hand, recalling the letter Wen Zhang wrote to her in her previous life.

At that time, Wen Zhang was still in Yuquan Academy, Wen Yan lived in the hot spring Zhuangzi, to say that the road is far away, it must not be as good as now, but Wen Zhang's homework is very tight, only on holidays, can go to Zhuangzi to see her.

Wen Zhang was worried about Wen Yan, Wen Yan was also afraid of tired Wen Zhang, a rare holiday, he should have a good rest, or go out with his classmates and friends, the two accommodated each other, and in the end they exchanged more letters.

On those letters, the content is also similar, how is it in the academy, and I asked about my sister's body, nagging, but the mood and atmosphere of the pen are completely different.

Wen Yan could feel Wen Zhang's thoughts from every sentence on the letter.

The second room entered Beijing, and the uncle's official career was not implicated in their long house, and he was promoted to an official, and he did well in Shuntian Mansion;

The emperor was also generous to the Hou Mansion of Ding'an, and also mentioned his uncle, whether male or female, so that the children could practice riding and archery well, and they could not fall into the reputation of the Hou Mansion;

My sister's health is better, she no longer has to rely on hot springs to survive the winter, and she has a sweetheart who is very satisfied with the whole family, and she is still the fourth son with such a powerful identity......

Everything in the Hou Mansion is moving forward and climbing up.

This gave Wen Zhang great comfort and encouragement.

Because, even if his grandmother, uncles and aunts have never said in front of him that "something happens in the long house and affects the family", Wen Zhang is keen, and he doesn't want to cause trouble to relatives who have never met since childhood.

From these family letters, Wen Yan can see that his younger brother is more positive and cheerful than in his previous life.

That's good.

Although it is said that "people fight for a breath", sometimes, they also pay attention to a degree of relaxation.

Wen Zhang was too tight in his last life, and he didn't dare to relax for a moment, so even if he was very sick and uncomfortable, he endured it himself.

He knew that as a son of a criminal minister, he could seek a career through the imperial examination, which his sister asked for from Concubine Huo, and it was the opportunity that his sister exchanged for a lifetime of marriage, and Wen Zhang worked hard.

It's a pity that in the end, I broke my body, I couldn't stand up again, and I had no way to go on a career path.

In this life, Wen Yan told Wen Zhang from the beginning that he cried when he was in pain and shouted when he was uncomfortable, he had to feel sorry for himself, and he couldn't hold it anymore.

It's just that the truth comes down to reason, and if the situation is not right, it is difficult to completely change a person's decision in a few words.

And now, with the stability and smoothness of the Ding'an Hou Mansion, Wen Zhang has been given a peaceful situation, and Wen Yan clearly told his younger brother that he loves and likes Huo Yixiao, and her marriage will be her honey, not a burden in Wen Zhang's eyes to turn over.

The big and small things that happened around the Wen family were also changing Wen Zhang little by little.

"I'll reply to Brother Zhang in a moment." Wen Yan said.

Cao laughed at her: "Another thick stack of papers? ”

"It's thicker than the previous one, and if it weren't for the fear that I wouldn't be able to stuff it in the envelope, I wouldn't have been able to stop writing." Wen Yan said.

Cao couldn't stop laughing.

After nightfall, Wen Yan lit the lamp and wrote a letter.

It was hot in summer, and the windows were open, so as soon as Huo Yixiao entered the courtyard, he saw the person sitting behind the bookcase.

Wen Yan's brushstrokes are very smooth, his expression is gentle, and the light is reflected on his fair skin, shining like jade.

Hearing the sound, Wen Yan turned her head to look over, and saw Huo Yixiao standing outside the window, she put down her pen and smiled at him.

Huo Yixiao jumped in: "What to write?" ”

"A letter from home, for Brother Zhang." Wen Yan pressed the paperweight, got up and came out from behind the bookcase, and took the teapot from the bamboo strip under the table.

Wen Yan can't drink the iced drink, and the old lady Gui simply doesn't drink it, but in the summer, it's really hot tea every day, which is really uncomfortable, so in the old lady's house, all these years have been drinking cold brewed tea.

I heard that it was the method given by the old monk in Tianzhu Temple, and the clear spring water slowly soaked out the fragrance of tea, which tasted good and was also palatable.

The most important thing is that the tea is neither hot nor cold, which is very suitable for Mrs. Gui and Wen Yan.

Huo Yixiao drank a pill.

Wen Yan added it to him, and said with a smile: "Xiao Ye is rare today." ”

It's too busy in the yamen.

When I first went, I was still studying, Zhu Huan read the documents every day until the evening, Huo Yixiao naturally had to read it, and a while ago, the Metropolitan Procuratorate inspected the household department, and there were more and more things.

arrived early, Huo Yixiao also met Fang Qichuan at the gate of the palace.

At that time, Huo Yixiao wanted to go back to Shuyu Palace to get something, so he simply returned to the palace with Zhu Huan, and when he came out again, he met Fang Qichuan who came out of the imperial study in the square outside the palace gate.

Fang Qichuan greeted politely.

Huo Yixiao glanced at him coldly, silently, and did not stop when he passed by Fang Qichuan.

Fang Qichuan stood honestly, but he couldn't help but think in his heart that the fourth son's shelf was really stable, so that others could see it, and they couldn't imagine that he and the fourth son were in the same boat.

Of course, when passing by, Fang Qichuan still whispered to Huo Yixiao: "The Fourth Highness wants to stuff people into the Yamen." ”

Huo Yixiao didn't give the slightest response.

At this moment, Wen Yan heard Huo Yixiao say this, so he asked: "Who does he want to stuff?" ”

Huo Yixiao didn't answer directly, but said, "Don't you know a lot of things in your dreams?" Why don't you guess? ”

Wen Yan raised his eyes at him.

Is this something to guess or not to guess?

"At this time in the dream, I was still taking a hot spring outside Lin'an City, and I didn't pull the people from Taichang Temple and Hubu off the horse," Wen Yan pouted, "Xiao Ye let me guess, to put it bluntly, he doesn't believe my dream words." ”

Huo Yixiao chuckled lightly and said, "Are you talking in a dream?" It's almost the same as a. ”

Wen Yan propped up his cheeks and looked at him for a moment.

Eight years of husband and wife, whether it is dream talk or ghost talk, Huo Yixiao's "lies" that are not right, Wen Yan has also heard a lot.

She could hear that Huo Yixiao actually believed some of her nonsense.

I believe three points more than when she first said it.

Thinking about it like this, Wen Yan's eyes were crooked, like a crescent moon.