The next day, Wei Chen got up early in the morning, washed up, and came to the open space in front of the house.

After standing still, Wei Chen put on a stake, his eyes were indifferent to the open front, his lips were slightly open, he exhaled with his mouth, inhaled with his nose, and in a few breaths, his whole body was completely relaxed.

After standing for about half a pillar of incense, Wei Chen's breathing became long.

At this time, the sun was rising, and the first rays of sunlight shone in from outside the courtyard wall.

Wei Chen spit out all the turbid qi in his chest, and then inhaled it into his abdomen violently, his slightly squinted eyes were closed, his mouth and teeth percussed up and down seventy-two times, and the liquid in his mouth was divided into three mouthfuls and swallowed.

Suddenly, a continuous stream of heat was born from Weichen Dantian, wandering between the limbs and hundreds of remains, like a spring silkworm spinning silk, long and slender.

"Comfortable ......"

Wei Chen stretched his body and began to punch, his boxing path was a bit like a five-bird play, his movements were soothing and gentle, which was very different from the boxing skills in the impression of ordinary people.

The standing pile of a pillar of incense time, coupled with the routine practice of a pillar of incense time, by the time Wei Chen finishes his work, it is already close to the hour.

"I'm hungry again......"

Hearing the "cooing" sound coming from his stomach, Wei Chen couldn't help but smile bitterly.

Since practicing this unknown channeling technique taught by Zhuang Jun, Wei Chen has benefited a lot, not only his weak body has become stronger and stronger, but his energy is also much more abundant than before.

But every time he finishes his work, he always feels hungry, which directly leads to a large increase in Weichen's meals.

If it weren't for Wei Chen's foresight and early partnership with Sheng Wei to open an amber wine shop, I'm afraid that the six buckets of rice per month alone would not be able to support him, a big-bellied man.

On the boat to Yangzhou, it was the breakfast cooked by Mrs. Zhang, who is now in charge of the kitchen in Qinyun Courtyard, and along the way, Wei Chen was accustomed to eating three meals produced by Mrs. Zhang, and was quite satisfied with her craftsmanship.

At this time, thinking of the big meat bun with thin skin and a lot of meat made by Mrs. Zhang, Wei Chen couldn't help but swallow his saliva, and immediately prepared to go to Qinyun Courtyard to have breakfast, and by the way, take a look at whether the little lazy worm in the courtyard was lying in bed.

Yesterday, Wei Shuyi got the money sent by Wei Chen, and the first thing he did was to send someone out of the house to buy charcoal.

That night, the Qinyun courtyard was burned with fine house charcoal, and the cold and damp house became warm like spring, and the mother and daughter no longer had to snuggle up to each other to keep warm with their bodies.

When Wei Chen left, Minglan had already fallen asleep on the soft couch, blowing snot bubbles comfortably.

Thinking of Xiao Minglan's cute appearance when she was asleep, the corners of Wei Chen's mouth couldn't help but smile a little.

Just as he was about to leave, he suddenly heard the scholar Yuan An come to report, saying that Sheng Changbai, the second young master of the Sheng family, and Sheng Changfeng, the third young master, came to visit.

"Brother Cheng is here?"

Wei Chen was slightly stunned when he heard this, so he had to temporarily press the idea of visiting his aunt and cousin, and turned around to go out to greet the guests, but he wondered in his heart, why did the two young masters of the Sheng family come to him early in the morning?

Sheng Changbai and Wei Chen are close friends, when they were in Youyang, the two were "like glue and paint", staying together all day long, sleeping on their feet, and talking all night is also common, it is not strange for him to come to the West Wing to find Wei Chen early in the morning.

But Sheng Changfeng and Wei Chen didn't know each other, and Wei Chen had never dealt with him after entering the mansion, because of the relationship between Qinyun Academy and Lin Qi Pavilion, the two were still faintly opposed, why did he come with Sheng Changbai?

"Brother Xingyun!"

As soon as Wei Chen walked to the corner of the corridor, he met Sheng Changbai and Sheng Changfeng, and after the three of them met, Sheng Changbai introduced Wei Chen and Sheng Changfeng to each other.

Not counting the one in Wei Shuyi's belly, Sheng Hong has a total of six children at present, three concubines and three concubines.

It is Wei Ruixuan's "two one to add five", that is, the eldest Hualan, the second Changbai, and the fifth Rulan.

The one is the "no three and not four" of Lin Qi Pavilion, that is, the third Changfeng, the fourth Molan, plus Qinyun Courtyard also hides a "sixth" Minglan.

Here, Changbai has known Wei Chen for a long time, and on the day he entered the mansion, Wei Chen also saw Hua Lan and Rulan, as for Ming Lan, there is no need to say more, and Chang Feng and Mo Lan in Lin Yushuang's house, Wei Chen has never met.

Speaking of which, today, it is the first time that Wei Chen has seen Sheng Changfeng, the third child of the Sheng family.

Sheng Changfeng and Wei Chen are about the same age, but they have seen their handsome appearance for the first time, quite the demeanor of their father Sheng Hong, if it weren't for the childishness on his face, I don't know how many daughters' hearts would be taken away.

"I have heard that the elder brother of the Wei family is talented, and his poems are famous, and he has written many famous articles such as "Bamboo and Stone" and "On Poetry".

Sheng Changfeng greeted Wei Chen warmly, and there was even a little reverence in his eyes when he looked at Wei Chen.

In Sheng Changfeng's eyes, Wei Chen and his second brother Changbai are both very powerful characters, but Changbai is old-fashioned, he only knows how to read to death, and he doesn't know the elegance in poetry, and he is not a person all the way, so Sheng Changfeng is more in awe of the second brother than close.

On the contrary, it was Wei Chen, who became famous for his poems at the beginning, and later made a lot of wonderful poems, obviously deeply immersed in poetry, and even more for Sheng Changfeng's appetite.

Whether it is "Bamboo and Stone" or "On Poetry", it is recognized as a masterpiece among scholars, Sheng Changfeng, who loves to chant the wind and the moon the most, naturally has already recited and appreciated it countless times, but the more I think about it, the more I feel that the author is talented, far from being comparable to himself.

Later, Sheng Changfeng knew from Sheng Hong's mouth that the person who wrote these poems was actually his own peers, Sheng Changfeng was shocked, but also admired Wei Chen.

Eleven or twelve-year-old young people are the age of worshipping heroes and heroes, naturally, Sheng Changfeng regards Wei Chen as his idol, and in his Begonia Poetry Society, he spares no effort to Amway to like-minded friends.

Now, Wei Chen himself is actually standing in front of Sheng Changfeng alive, Sheng Changfeng is so excited that he can't help himself, and he can't wait to run back to the poetry club to show off to his friends.

Wei Chen didn't know that he still had such a little fan brother as Sheng Changfeng in the Sheng family, and in the face of Sheng Changfeng's enthusiasm, he just smiled and politely said.

"It turns out that you are Changfeng, listen to your second brother, you are talented and intelligent, not inferior to him in the slightest, Uncle Sheng often praises you, you and I can't talk about anything pointing or not, we should communicate with each other and go hand in hand."

Sheng Changfeng couldn't help but be secretly happy when he heard that the idol compared himself to him, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but curl.

Sheng Changbai, who was on the side, saw his younger brother's tail cocked, and poured cold water on it at the right time: "Third brother, poetry is a trail after all, and the scriptures and righteous articles are the most important, you don't want to put the cart before the horse." Xingyun Xian is also talented, so he can take into account poetry while studying the scriptures, but not everyone can learn it casually! ”

"Don't worry, second brother, I know the truth."

Sheng Changfeng could naturally hear the warning in his second brother's words, but in his opinion, these words were just clichés, and he didn't take it seriously at all, just changed the topic with a smile.

"Second brother, the elder brother of the Wei family finally came to our house, you can't let him study at home all day long, doesn't that seem to be our Sheng family's hospitality?"

"This ......"

Sheng Changbai glanced at Wei Chen and said thoughtfully: "There is some truth in what you say. ”

"There is some truth in something, it is obviously very reasonable! If you let my father know that Brother Wei came to Yangzhou once, we haven't even brought anyone to Slender West Lake, and we will definitely blame us! ”

Sheng Changfeng saw that the second brother's tone was loosened, and he said more and more energetically: "It just so happens that today is the poetry meeting in March, which will be held on the painting boat in the center of the Slender West Lake. ”

Sheng Changfeng's small mouth that can speak well is quite the true biography of his mother Lin Yushuang, in order to move Sheng Changbai, Wei Chen was lifted out every sentence, and he said it well.

Sheng Changbai was also a little shaken when he heard this, and immediately turned his head to look at Wei Chen: "Brother Xingyun, what do you think?" ”