Chapter Twenty-Seven: Swimming in the Lake (I)

Wen Fuxuan tilted his head from time to time and looked at the sky outside the window.

Chang'an was on the side, and the first time he saw his adult so distracted, he was very curious for a while, but he didn't dare to ask more.

"Chang'an, what time is it?"

"My lord, it's almost time."

Wen Fuxuan bowed, "Go prepare the carriage and wait at the side door." ”

Chang'an was very curious in his heart, where did the adults go, and they still had to wait at the side door? But his face just bowed down and said, "Yes." ”

Ready for the carriage, Chang'an waited at the side gate. When he was young, Wen Fuxuan came out. It's just that Chang'an was surprised to find that his own adult actually changed into a dress, a blue straight-placket robe, with a good sense of drape, the cuffs and hem are embroidered with auspicious cloud patterns, and an indigo auspicious cloud pattern belt is tied around the waist, and a piece of white Hetian jade of high quality is hung, warm and delicate, with a bright sense of light, the black hair is fixed with a green jade hosta, and a few strands of naughty hair flutter in the wind. Wen Fuxuan itself is a good color, even if he is wearing a dull and old-fashioned official uniform, he can wear a sense of clarity, not to mention that now that he has faded his official uniform and changed into regular clothes, he looks like a Zhilan jade tree, and the country is unparalleled!

Probably because Chang'an's surprised look was too obvious, Wen Fuxuan said goodbye uncomfortably, and wanted to cover up and said: "It's inconvenient to go out today and wear official clothes." ”

Chang An lowered his head and tried his best to hold back a smile in response, when had he ever seen such an awkward adult. That is, the last time I went to see Miss Feng, I saw that the adult who had always been calm and safe had a panicked look, so this time I won't go to see Miss Feng, right? Chang'an felt the truth for a moment.

"Yes. Adult, please get on the bus. ”

Wen Fuxuan's eyes showed a look of chagrin, his thin lips pursed, he got into the carriage and said no more.

Chang'an jumped into the carriage, sat outside and asked, "Childe, where are you going?" "Since my own adults said that it is inconvenient to reveal their identities today, this title will naturally have to be changed.

"Fuxian Lake."

Chang An hesitated for a moment, and then immediately responded: "Okay." ”

The carriage began to move, Wen Fuxuan leaned against the wall of the car, his eyes closed slightly, and began to reflect on his unusualness today. Since the early dynasty, he has been uncertain, and he has been repeatedly separated from official affairs, and he has spent a lot of time taking care of himself, which is really too undeserved. Wen Fuxuan is an extremely self-disciplined person, so he naturally knows what the reason for all his abnormal behavior is. But that woman is not the same person as herself after all. Wen Fuxuan secretly admonished himself, and opened his eyes again, his eyes were clear, and all the ripples before were suppressed. I just don't know if it's really like a stop in the water, but it's just pretending to be calm, and only Wen Fuxuan himself knows what it is.

Two quarters of an hour later, the carriage stopped. Chang'an's voice came from outside.

"Childe, it's here."

Wen Fuxuan put down the scroll in his hand and got out of the carriage, feeling bad almost the moment he got down.

On the sparkling surface of the lake, several exquisite painting boats float on it, and the warm breeze blows the weeping willows on the lakeside. This is indeed a rare and beautiful picture. However, the premise is to ignore the fact that those people are almost always in a group of men and women. In this era, men and women are not strictly guarded, as long as they are married, men and women can go out and walk together.

Wen Fuxuan turned his head and glared at Chang'an, and immediately understood why Chang'an hesitated when he said that he was Fuxian Lake before.

"Chang'an, what kind of place is this?"

Chang'an raised his head and said suspiciously: "Childe, this is Fuxian Lake!" ”

Wen Fuxuan gritted his teeth and said: "I naturally know that this is Fuxian Lake, what I asked is what is this Fuxian Lake?" ”

Chang'an suddenly realized: "It turns out that the son doesn't know this Fuxian Lake!" This lake is a well-known tryst in Kyoto. ”

"Why didn't you tell me sooner?"

Chang An said innocently: "I thought you knew, Childe." ”

Wen Fuxuan glanced at him fiercely, took a deep breath, calmed down, and walked towards the lake with a calm expression. Chang An hung his head and followed behind him.

Fortunately, most of the people who come to Fuxian Lake are married to their daughters, even if they see such a handsome man at first glance, they will inevitably not be able to take their eyes off, but they will not make that kind of move to surround them. Therefore, although Wen Fuxuan gained a lot of sights along the way, he still walked smoothly to the embankment.

There was a beautiful woman standing there, it was Mu Chun. Seeing that there was a faint commotion over there before, Mu Chun guessed that it was Wen Fuxuan and them. Now seeing the two masters and servants coming here, Mu Chun couldn't help but nod secretly, Prime Minister Wen's face is indeed a unique good color, no wonder Miss will like it. Subconsciously, Mu Chun couldn't help but compare Wen Fuxuan with Gu Qinghe he he had seen before, and found that in terms of appearance, the two were really equal, but their bearings were slightly different. Gu Gongzi is more inclined to a kind of scholarly and elegant bookish elegance, while Prime Minister Wen is inclined to the kind of indifferent and calm, quiet and far-reaching temperament, which has both the feeling of a gentleman who is as warm as jade and as a gentleman, and has a sense of detachment from the breeze and the moon. Mu Chun couldn't help but nodded, this Prime Minister Wen was still more like an immortal after all.

Seeing the two of them gradually walking in, Mu Chun suppressed the distractions, bent his lips and stepped forward, "Mu Chun has seen Wen Gongzi." ”

"Miss Muchun doesn't have to be polite."

"Miss has been waiting for a long time, Mr. Wen, please come with me."

Wen Fuxuan's master and servant followed Mu Chun for a few steps, entered the deep sea of flowers, turned a corner, and suddenly opened up in front of them, and the two painting boats stopped on the shore. One is a little bigger, and a little more delicate.

"Childe, please get on the boat, Miss is already waiting on the boat."

Wen Fuxuan bowed, "There is labor." Then he stepped aboard the boat.

Chang'an was about to follow, but was stopped by Mu Chun.

"This son, please be wronged and take this painting boat with the little woman."

Chang'an looked at Wen Fuxuan, and when he saw Wen Fuxuan nodding, he bowed to Mu Chun, "Miss Mu Chun, please." ”

After several people had gone up, the two boats began to float together towards the middle of the lake. And the painting boat that Mu Chun and Chang'an rode in has always been parallel to that of Wen Fuxuan and Feng Wanshang. First, so that the masters can talk without scruples, and second, if there is any danger, they can also be rescued in time.

Wen Fuxuan opened the bead curtain and walked in, the room was full of the fragrance of tea, and a woman in red was cooking tea. When Feng Wanshang heard the voice, she didn't raise her head, and the movements in her hands were smooth and smooth in one go. Wen Fuxuan's eyes showed appreciation, this craft is definitely everyone's.

When the tea was poured into the cup, Feng Wanshang raised her eyes and said with a smile, "Fuxuan is here, why don't you sit?" ”

Wen Fuxuan heard Feng Wanshang's title, but what he thought of was the word "Xuanxuan" that he saw last night. After several teasing by Feng Wanshang, now Wen Fuxuan's ability to bear it has increased a little, his heart is slightly hao, but nothing is shown on his face, and he sits opposite Feng Wanshang with kindness.

"Miss Feng is a good craft!" Wen Fuxuan exclaimed.

Feng Wanshang raised her eyebrows unhappily, "Fu Xuan seems to have forgotten to promise me something?" ”

The tips of Wen Fuxuan's ears were slightly red, and his thin lips were slightly pursed.

Feng Wanshang pretended to be sorry and said: "I didn't expect the famous Prime Minister Wen to be such a person who broke his word and became fat!" What a disappointment for me! ”

After Wen Fuxuan opened his mouth, he finally called out the name, "Evening, evening clothes." ”

Feng Wanshang smiled at this time, "I don't know if Fuxuan's token can be brought?" I didn't bring it, today's tea, Fuxuan can't drink it! ”

Wen Fuxuan took out the pink flower note from his sleeve, as if holding a hot red soldering iron, and hurriedly pushed it to Feng Wansheng.

Feng Wanshang's slender jade fingers clasped on the pink flower note, and then in front of Wen Fuxuan, she opened it, glanced at it, and then raised the tail of her eyes, and smiled meaningfully: "I don't know if Fuxuan has seen it?" ”

Wen Fuxuan was originally only red at the tips of his ears, but now it has spread to half of the red, "I've seen it." ”

Feng Wanshang dragged out her voice, "Oh~~~"

Seeing that Wen Fuxuan was already a little restless, Feng Wanshang restrained a little, but he couldn't scare people away as soon as he came.

"Now that the token has been handed over, please use this tea."

Wen Fuxuan picked up the teacup and took a sip. The fragrance is high, the taste is fresh, and almost the moment of the entrance, Wen Fuxuan's eyes are bright. Seeing this, Feng Wanshang nodded secretly, it seems that it is right to find out the news that Wen Cheng loves tea.

"It's all evenly tipped out!"

Feng Wanshangyu held her delicate chin in her hand, and her words were lazy and with a three-point smile, "Fuxuan is really a person who understands tea!" ”

Wen Fuxuan put down the cup and showed a faint smile, like a flash in the pan, but it was amazing enough, "Don't dare to be." Late, late clothes are praised. ”

Feng Wanshang couldn't help but look straight at her.

I haven't heard the sound for a long time, I only feel that there is a burning gaze staring at me, Wen Fuxuan raised his eyes, and met Shangfeng's blazing gaze, his eyes were hot, and he quickly moved away, and called softly: "Evening, evening clothes." ”

Feng Wanshang secretly took a sip of "demon", came back to her senses, and looked Wen Fuxuan up and down with smiling eyes, only then did she notice what he was wearing today, and her heart was even more happy, and her voice was ridiculous: "Since ancient times, red and blue have come out of CP, it seems that Fuxuan also knows my mind!" ”

Although Wen Fuxuan didn't understand the meaning of the first half of the sentence, he did understand the second half of the sentence, and now his whole ear was really red and about to drip blood.

Feng Wanshang knew that he didn't understand the modern stalks, but it was also excellent for him to understand it in his heart. Feng Wanshang stared straight at him, and sighed leisurely: "Fu Xuan is so shy, how can he use the follow-up means of Wanshang?" ”

"Boom-" Wen Fuxuan only felt that his cheeks were hot, and he picked up the tea on the desk to cover himself.

"Poof!" Feng Wanshang chuckled, it's so cute!

Wen Fuxuan put down the cup in his hand in a little panic.

Feng Wanshang changed the topic and said: "This time I made an appointment with Fuxuan, I found something, maybe Fuxuan will be able to use it." ”

Wen Fuxuan breathed a sigh of relief when he saw this, but there was still a faint hint of loss.

"What's the news?"