According to the customs of Kyoto, Fengqing City is going to accompany Wan Wan back to the door on this day. After the morning study, the two went to Songhe Courtyard and went out of the house after going through the etiquette.

For Mrs. Tai, Wan Wan has become a dangerous person, and the danger is still rising in a straight line. Therefore, when the two granddaughters were present, she was extremely reluctant to stay for a moment. I am afraid that if Wan Wan says anything, she will destroy her years of hard work.

On this day, Feng Yaniang and Feng Songniang came early, and Mrs. Tai carried out this entrusted etiquette quickly, and sent the two out of the mansion in a hurry.

So when Wan Wan and Feng Qingcheng went out, the time was actually very early, and many people were still using morning food at this time. But the crowd of people standing by the road is like a temple fair.

Wan Wan wondered how she got into the carriage, and after walking for a while, she lifted a curtain, and saw that there were still many people on both sides of the road, as if they were rushing to the temple fair. Then he asked curiously, "What day is it?" ”

Feng Qingcheng played with a delicate jade ball, and said without raising his eyes: "Today is the day when Wan Wan returns to the door." ”

Wan Wan's eyes were still looking out of the car curtain, and she added: "I want to ask what day it is, why are there so many people outside?" ”

Feng Qingcheng raised his eyes and said with a smile: "It is precisely because Wan Wan returned to the door today that these people will stay on this road." They may be wondering if they can see Wan Wan throw me out of the carriage today. ”

Wan Wan turned around and crashed into Fengqing City's peach blossom pupils. Sitting side by side in a carriage like this, the atmosphere in a confined and limited space is really easy to pink.

Wan Wan made another decision at this moment.

"Hengzhi, let's ride back."

Regarding Wan Wan's request, Feng Qingcheng really nodded without asking the reason, "Okay." ”

He leaned in front of the curtain that Wan Wan had lifted, and called out, "Fu Xian, go and lead two horses." ”

His shoulders were almost touching hers, and the tassels on the crown of his hair hung down and touched her cheeks slightly, a little itchy. The itch went straight to my heart.

Wanwan's heartbeat suddenly became faster, and she seemed to be about to pop out of her cavity. She secretly scolded herself for not making a sound, this distance, this scale, where is this. Why does my heart beat like this?

Fortunately, her head was not stuck yet, and after Feng Qingcheng's words fell, she immediately said, "No, just one horse." ”

Fu Xian was stunned outside, and then listened to Feng Qingcheng quickly say, "Listen to Madame." ”

How fast is that? Fu Xian calculated, and it was after the lady's voice fell, and his marquis opened his mouth. That inexplicable feeling of skill, as if it had been said a thousand times.

For a moment, Fuxian had a sense of trance that he was in after several years.

In the carriage, Wan Wan said that she would put down the curtain. Curled the corners of his lips and said to Feng Qingcheng: "Let's ride a horse." ”

Feng Qingcheng didn't have any gentlemanly style, and he didn't think there was anything about riding together with the public. Fuxian led the horse, Feng Qingcheng really jumped on the horse directly and then stretched out his hand to Wan Wan.

Under the sun, the longing male god straddled the horseback and stretched out his hand to her. It's not a pretty picture.

The corners of Wan Wan's lips couldn't help but rise again. Reaching out to put his hand on him, a light leap leaped onto the horse—and into his arms.

The sun is like fire, but it is not as gorgeous as Wanwan's smile. As for Fengqing City, it is an existence that cannot be ignored wherever he goes.

These people who came early in the morning to watch the people of Bianjing and the guests of the rivers and lakes, many of them have not yet married and have never had a relationship. I don't know why, after seeing this scene, there was a strange feeling in their hearts that could not be described.

If this distorted time and space could be put in its place, and they could live for more than a thousand years, they would be able to find an apt word to describe the feeling of this moment—a cold dog food slapped indiscriminately on their faces.

Except for this part of the people, the hearts of the onlookers are boiling at the moment. After Feng Qingcheng and Wan Wan and his party walked by, the onlookers dispersed in an instant. Scattered in all directions, narrow alleys and wide streets, scattered into wine shops, restaurants, roadside stalls......

Bianjing City ushered in another wave of gossip frenzy.

Wan Wan returned to the two-entry courtyard with Feng Qingcheng in the scorching attention along the way.

On top of Wan Wan's wedding, the second master of Ming replaced the responsibility of his parents, and this time he returned to the door to entertain Fengqing City in accordance with the etiquette that a father-in-law should fulfill.

As soon as Feng Qingcheng entered the door, he called himself "uncle" but called himself "little son-in-law". This made Second Master Ming feel extremely intimate. pulled this freshly baked son-in-law as if he had a new confidant.

Who said this child is not good, what a good child.

When the elders of other people's families are happy, they cook themselves. Wan Wan is glad that her uncle does not have this trait. For the small family banquet at lunch, all the dishes are ordered from the restaurant.

I don't know if it's the idea of the second master of Ming or which friend from the rivers and lakes supports it, these dishes are not set from one family, but adopt the method of choosing dishes and not choosing a restaurant. Only pick the best and most reputable dishes in the capital, no matter which restaurant it belongs to.

Therefore, this small table of more than a dozen dishes is actually a collection of nine large and small sake restaurants in Kyoto. Most of the dishes on the table have never been eaten. Among them, there was a heavy meat that made her very surprised.

The ingredient for this dish is not the mutton that is common in this plane, but pork belly with a thin layer of skin. Looking at the red and bright color, smelling the mellow and attractive, eating until the mouth is crispy and not broken, fragrant and glutinous but not greasy, delicious people can't stop chopsticks.

This so-called heavy meat is clearly Dongpo meat!

At this time, was Su Dongpo born?

Seemingly, should, probably...... Not yet.

Besides, isn't "Wenzhong" a kind of paper?

After being confused for a moment, Wan Wan felt as if she had found the key to this space-time distortion and mutation.

She pointed to the Dongpo meat and asked, "Is this 'Wenzhong' a person's name?" ”

As soon as the question came out, the two uncles and sons-in-law, who were talking enthusiastically, immediately quieted down.

After a while, Second Master Ming blinked and asked, "Virtuous son-in-law, can't you mention this?" ”

Feng Qingcheng's stagnant smile bloomed again, "Uncle rest assured." I don't think there will be a brocade to catch and stare at Wanwan. Moreover, there has never been an explicit ban on mentioning that person in the DPRK and China. ”

As he spoke, Feng Qingcheng took a green vegetable into Wan Wan's bowl, "This vegetarian dish in Yang Zhi Pavilion is the most famous. - It is not appropriate to say anything about the man. ”

Curiosity was defeated in front of the green vegetables brought by the male god himself. Wan Wan pressed down the curiosity, lowered her head and nibbled on the greens.

As the sun set to the west, Wan Wan and Feng Qingcheng began to prepare for their return journey.

According to the custom, when the bride returns to the door, the relatives should prepare some old clothes or old objects that the bride is used to use in the house for the bride to take away. Second Master Ming didn't know what old things to clean up, so he simply let Wan Wan clean up by herself.

This is exactly what Wan Wan wants. She went back to the room and carefully took a box out, ready to pack it and take it away. Feng Qingcheng recognized that it was the rose wine candy he had given her, so he asked, "Haven't finished eating it yet?" ”

Wan Wan said: "I have already finished eating." ”

Feng Qingcheng was a little puzzled, "Then what is this box?" ”

Wan Wan opened the box and showed him.

I saw that it was empty inside, and only a red post that was somewhat familiar was placed.

Feng Qingcheng quickly remembered that this was the congratulatory note he had written.

I heard Wan Wan say: "The things that Hengzhi gave me must naturally be cherished and kept." ”

Feng Qingcheng only understood at this moment why he had never seen Wan Wan riding that flying horse. He thought that she didn't like it, but as soon as he entered the door, he saw that the galloping horse was being taken care of fat and strong, and the horse was very strong.

She didn't ride because he gave it to her, so she was reluctant?