Everyone came to Wan Qian's mansion, Li Wangye sat on it, Dr. Zheng Guanglu sat next to him, He Taishou was on the left, and Wan Qixian and Wan Qijing sat below. Prince Li slowly finished sipping a cup of tea, and Dr. Zheng was already empty. He also chewed some tea leaves in front of him and sighed: "Hey! This tea is so fragrant!"

Wan Qixian saw that no one had replied to the letter, so he couldn't help but feel uncertain, and said with a panicked smile: "Serve tea." Serve tea. ”

Doctor Zheng smiled and said, "I don't need it, why don't you give the prince another cup, I think this brewed tea is too fragrant." ”

He took a deep breath and said, "Alas!" and put down his teacup.

After a moment of silence, a servant came back and walked up to Wan Qixian and whispered some words. Wan Qixian said angrily: "I haven't found it yet, don't go and find it quickly, send more people to find it." ”

When the servant saw this, he trembled and went down. Wang Ye Li watched the incense go away little by little, and also used up his patience and said: "Your son is really not like words, there is no way for me and Doctor Zheng to have any prefect who can only wait patiently." It is no wonder that the great sages and virtuous people in ancient times were different, and now we have to see how well Ling Gongzi's talent is learned. ”

Wan Qixian thanked him for his kindness, and said respectfully: "Thank you, three adults, Jing'er, you took Fu'er and your mother with me to find them, whether they are dead or alive, they will be carried back for you, and don't come back if you don't find that evil obstacle." ”

Mazi and Ginkgo secretly brought pen, ink, paper, and inkstone, and Wan Qiyanyun struggled to struggle, not wanting to let go but fell into the dead set and hung upside down. He was caught in a dilemma and shouted, "Help me loose!"

Mazi raised his head, miserable, if he went out to shout people, he would inevitably mobilize the people, so he said: "Second young master, you are hanging so high, we have no martial arts." ”

Wan Qi Yanyun pointed out: "You guy, you can't use a ladder!"

Mazi ran to the back of the door again and found two wooden stools, Ginkgo leaned against the pillar to support the pockmark, he trembled and couldn't solve it.

Wan Qi Yanyun saw that he was not successful enough, and he was more than defeated: "If you take a knife and break it with a sword, it will be done." ”

Huang Mazi ran again, looking for a sword, an axe, and a wooden saw. He grabbed it and struck it with his axe at the iron ring that was covered with clouds of smoke, and the axe broke and the ring broke. Wan Qi Yanyun said that he was really a wonder, but fortunately found that he was fine. Huang Mazi fell off the stool in shock, and at this moment there were three pillars still hanging with clouds of smoke. Ginkgo also broke the wooden pillar in half with a saw, and was so frightened that he fell into the grain with the stool.

Huang Mazi heard that the prince had been at home for a long time, and the emperor was not in a hurry, the eunuch was in a hurry, and he raised the hammer and pointed it towards that side with a heavy hammer. Wan Qian Yanyun shouted in fear: "It's not to beat me. ”

Huang Mazi turned to the wooden pillar and hammered it, but the wooden pillar broke, and the house was ruined and crumbling by them. The clouds of smoke hung upside down, with only two feet still tied. He was not in a hurry, so he painted like this.

Wu Bolun took over from Yang Minghao to teach the two little naughty bags again, and read the text in the Book of Poetry: "Guan Guan Ju Dove, in the River Island." ”

Xiaokang and Xiaofang read it, but they didn't understand it when they were so young, and the monk chanted the scriptures without a word. Wu Bolun read again: "My Fair Lady, good gentleman. ”

Xiaokang saw that the long half-squinted eyes, as if he hadn't slept at night. It's like a way to tease him, and he also reads: "My Fair Lady, the Taoist is good." ”

Xiaofang was also so mischievous: "My fair lady, women are easy to marry." ”

As soon as the martial arts chief heard that they were actually reading it wrong, his confused spirit was pricked by a needle and said: "Wrong, it is obviously a Taoist leader, how can someone who can't marry be good?"

He didn't have so much effort to give him a word-by-word explanation, so he hit Xiaokang with a ring ruler and said, "Do you still want to change the original sentence." ”

Xiao Fang saw that Xiaokang really took their ring, and couldn't help but be timid, and gave her own reason and said: "Teacher, I don't have it! You often praise me for being very gentle, so of course I am a woman and I have to marry a lady." ”

"Nonsense, I really want to be beaten. You two are getting more and more disobedient, do you want to get by? You really don't want to mess around under my name. Wu Bolun said to them sternly.

I only heard a noisy shouting outside, and I vaguely listened: "Second Young Master, where are you, come out quickly." The second young master ....... ”

Wu Bolun heard what Yang Minghao said, and thought with a smile: "Well, this kid humiliated me three days ago, and the head of the family helped me teach him a lesson yesterday, and today he made a fool of himself." ”

He didn't hear anything outside the window, and only read the books of the sages. I just held a book of poetry, and now I am holding a book of Analects and reading it to it: "Confucius said: If you are a threesome, you must have my teacher, choose those who are good and follow them, and change those who are not good." ”

Li Zuizi came in and said breathlessly: "Mr. Wu, have you seen the second young master, the whole mansion is looking for him, has he been here in the morning, have you seen his people." ”

Wu Bolun said lightly: "No, I have been teaching these two little rabbit cubs?"

Xiaokang was beaten a few times by this old gentleman, and said with a grudge in his heart: "I know where Brother Yun is, but he was hidden by Mr. Wu." When you came in just now, he was secretly smiling alone. You can see that the books he is holding now are all upside down, and he is squinting at our lessons, as if he is a thief at night. If Mr. Wu doesn't know the whereabouts of my brother Yun, then no one knows where he is. ”

Li Zuizi listened to what Xiaokang said, and saw that Wu Bolun really took off the book. Although he doesn't believe the child's words very much, he is also skeptical. However, he was valued by the lord in Wan Qian Mansion, so he couldn't do anything to him if he didn't say anything. So he looked anxious, and he said, "Woe is coming, disaster is coming, how good is this." ”

The house slave went out, but in two minutes another house slave came and ran in to look around. Seeing that they suspected that they had hidden the boy, Wu Bolun said, "What are you looking at, what are you smelling?"

The person who looked like an old sick ghost sniffed around with his nose, and then came over and sniffed at Wu Bolun, and said with a smile: "Tell me where you hid the second young master." ”

Seeing that this person was very unfamiliar, probably a master who came in from other places, Wu Bolun said with a shy face: "I don't understand what you say." The old man has been teaching here, and I don't know where Wan Qian Yanyun has gone. ”

The man came over again and sniffed Xiaokang and Xiaofang and said, "You really read here all morning in the morning." ”

Li Zuizi saw that he couldn't smell a name, so he said: "Ding Zhong, your nose is not good! I spent so much effort to invite you here, I didn't let you go around here." ”

Wu Bolun had no intention of teaching for a long time, he didn't know what was going on, the people here were all looking for Wan Qi Yanyun, and they were all shouting Wan Qi Yanyun's name. But a minute later, another woman came in, and this woman also said anxiously for Wan Qifu: "Master Wu, have you seen the second young master?"

Xiaokang also felt strange, so he pulled Fang Fu'er and asked, "No, the second brother didn't come here, why did you all find him for something, sister-in-law." ”

She told them the truth, and also wanted them to help find it, and said: "Little child, the most important thing for us now is to find Wan Qi Yanyun and the painting." ”

Xiao Fang looked at the people inside, in and out, and asked unintentionally: "Why are so many people looking for the second brother, didn't he come back?" ”

Seeing that they were also like little adults, Bai Baolian said a little tiredly: "The master wants to discuss something with the second son, and this matter may be related to the safety of Wan Qi's family." ”

She didn't say any more, and hurried away again. Wu Bolun knew that this was not good, and there was something strange in it. He decided to go to the backyard warehouse and let go of the guy who had been repaired by Head Yang, and asked what was so serious.

He closed the book, wandered a few steps and said, "You two are not paying attention at all in reading, I will spare you two this time." That's it for today's lesson, and you two can hang out. ”

Xiaokang and Xiaofang stepped out of the door like a bird in a cage in three steps and five steps, Xiaokang said to Xiaofang: "Sister, everyone is looking for the second brother, I know that the second brother likes to play hide and seek with them the most, and I also know where the second brother likes to hide the most." ”

Xiao Fang saw that he said that it was hide and seek, and so many people were playing hide and seek, so it must be funny and said, "Okay! Then let's go find the second brother together." ”

They went away happily, and Wu Bolun took his sword, closed the door, and hurried to the storehouse in the backyard.

Wan Qian Yanyun hung upside down, and this was just hooked by him, and he showed a piece of paper. He dipped his feet in the ink and simmered, and began to paint, leaving the jute seeds and ginkgo dumbfounded. At this time, a Ding Zhong who sniffed with his nose also found here, and he saw it from the door and left.

Thousands of clouds of smoke splashed ink on the paper, and sometimes the magic pen was swaying, like a divine pen possessed by Tang Bohu. Sometimes it blows with your mouth for a while, and it is like an autumn wind sweeping away the wind, blowing without leaving a trace.

Sometimes I use my head to shake the pen, sprinkle a little bit, like stars dotted among them. Sometimes the mouth of the pen draws the clear mountain spring water, the twilight when the clouds are full of mist. The beads of the water that he painted, the floating golden light and the joyful fish, when you are proud, you feel like you are there.

There is also a little bit of water hibiscus, soaring petals and water vapor like smoke and mist, and hundreds of birds gather between the lush and the vanished, hustling the long-lost heart. He drew with his eyes closed, and the pen was born from the heart, and he forgot about it.