Run away if you are lonely

Although the first snow came late, it was very hard, and once it fell, it lasted two days and one night.The time is not particularly long, but the snow is heavy and dense, and the climate in Pingdu is dry. After two days of snow, you can still step on a hole.Guogong Mansion is located in Sanxiang Street, Pingdu, with a vermilion gate and a gold-plated plaque. Two big lions squat there, and the door is closed all day long. There are often magnificent carriages parked here. It lasts for a day , but I haven't seen many people coming in and out here.

"Where is Sanxiang Street? It's the busiest place in Pingdu. I just walked through the main entrance because I couldn't think about it. Was I being watched like a monkey all day long?" Wen Guogong wore a purple flower light robe and a jacket, and rubbed his hands to drill. back door.The servants in the mansion were not surprised by this.Wen Die trotted to take a light fur coat for Wen Yi to put on, but Wen Yi stopped her with shaking hands.

He is cold.

But there is a kind of stubbornness called sticking to the principle of hell.

"What are you going to do, sir?"

Wen Die hesitated and said, "Working hard?"

"Wrong. It's work." Wen Yi picked up the thick white hair on the clothes, "Start from dressing, this is called dedication."

This made Wen Die frowned.

He was about to speak—

Wen Ting, who was standing aside, stabbed his brother.Shut up, you won't be able to argue with the master.

"..."

This is true.

Only then did Wen Yi watch them with satisfaction and stop talking.

Being a master should have authority.

There are a total of 120 people in the Duke's Mansion. Since they followed him, no matter what their previous surnames were, they all follow his surname.Butterflies and dragonflies, plums, orchids, bamboos and chrysanthemums, red flowers and willows, all the words he could think of were taken by him.Regardless of gender.

The cultural level of bad customs is comparable to that of the Daqian emperor.

"Take a good look at the house, the master won't come back at noon."

As Wen Yi said, she walked out with her hands in her hands.

——was sprayed with saliva by the horse.

"..."

The back door is relatively quiet, except for the slop pullers, there are not many people going there, but today there are three or five carriages parked outside.The horse is a sweaty BMW, the car is a fragrant car, and the person sitting inside should also be a stunning beauty.

Not should.

Rather it is.

Because this stunning beauty has already opened the curtain, behind her slender hands, revealing a face that can be heroic but not slender.

"Wen Guogong." He said. "I finally waited for you."

Wen Yi: "..." He turned his head and asked the person behind him, "Who is this person?"

"The second son of the White Mansion. Bai Yanzhang." Wen Ting leaned forward and said softly, "I heard that she is the number one beauty in Pingdu."

first beauty...

Wen Yi took a look at the other party's pie-sized face, handsome eyebrows, rough looks, coupled with this coquettish and feminine demeanor.Sincerely expressed emotion: "No wonder I heard it."

Bai Qianzhang walked down slowly. He was dressed in white fur with a red collar. As soon as he got out of the carriage, a savvy servant held an umbrella for him.The umbrella is a tassel umbrella, the kind with beaded curtains dangling on the side.

As soon as he opened it, Wen Yi couldn't help coughing and rolled his eyes——

"But after a few days of seeing each other, did Wen Guogong forget about Qianzhang?"

Second Young Master Bai said so softly with a face that was not compatible with tenderness.

Sorrow overflowed from the umbrella, as if Wen Yi owed him a lot of love debts.

Wen Yi wanted to leave, but he couldn't, because the carriage surrounded his door tightly, without even a crack.

This Second Young Master Bai has a great posture, others come alone, but he seems to have moved the whole family here.

He was so confused, so was Wen Yi.

"Certainly not," he said. "After all, such a fresh and refined person will never be forgotten once you see him."

This unpretentious compliment came so suddenly, but it didn't make Bai Er mentally prepared.He was stunned for a moment, then suddenly covered his face: "I never thought Duke Wen would be so fond of telling the truth."

"..."

Everyone looked at Bai Jia Ding with unison.The servant with the umbrella looked indifferent, which was commonplace.

In just a few words, Wen Yi sneezed.Bai Er was dressed so thickly that no wind could pass through, but he was still light-skinned and thin-skinned.

Wen Guogong rubbed his nose: "Second Young Master, I still have something important to do, please let me go."

Bai Qianzhang looked at him, and said in a very familiar tone, "Where are you going?"

Wen Yi was at a loss for words.

"Second Young Master is neither the housekeeper of Wen's residence, nor my wife and concubine, nor even a guest, how can he keep track of my whereabouts?"

"I'll see you off."

"no need."

Bai Yanzhang wanted to say more, but Wen Yi said: "Second Young Master, if you have nothing to talk to me about, you don't have to. If you have something to do, next time you will come to the door with a post. Blocking people at the back door is not the work of a gentleman."

As he spoke, without waiting for Bai Er to reply, he shouted at the top of his voice: "San'er!"

Hearing this cry, a man in black suddenly turned over from behind the eaves, picked up Wen Yi's collar deftly, and flew far away with a swish.

Bai Qianzhang, who was dumped with snow on his face: "..."

Bullying him to wear so many is not good for flying.

He looked at the few people watching the play by the back door, including the uncle who poured slops, and shrank his head back into the door.

The family hall on one side also devoted itself to playing the role of a big tree that can only hold umbrellas.

Bai Yanzhang asked the people around him: "Are there people like this in Wen Guofu?"

The servant said: "What does the second son mean?"

Bai Yanzhang pointed to the small closed door: "He is arrogant, he doesn't pay attention to etiquette, it's not at all the same as the rumors."

The servant thought for a while: "Second Young Master."

"Ok?"

This nasal sound is so charming that the servant almost fainted.He tried his best to suppress his desire to smear the face of this big man in pink and black, and said responsibly: "Unfortunately, I have to tell the second son. They and the rumor..."

It's the same.

Immediately floated, the walls are sloppy, and there are many pitfalls when people talk about etiquette.

"As for Wen Guogong, who is a gentleman and elegant." The servant said, "It's all made up."

The folks have always been very curious about this mysterious son who became the prince of the state at a young age, not to mention that the Dagan priest specially went to the altar to divination for Wen Guogong, saying that he is a lucky star from the heavens. Minpingtai is like the treasure of the town!

Over time, people are defeated by their own brains and filters.

As for the Second Young Master Bai, although he doesn't have a filter yet, but he just returned to Pingdu from outside, and it's reasonable to listen to what others say.He frowned slightly, and sighed sadly: "This time I was careless. Then I have no choice but to—"

Going home?

--Do not.

"Wait for him to eat."

Wen Die and the others with their ears on the door: "?" What do you mean by eating?Before he could recover, his neck tightened, and one of them was carried three feet away by the young boy.Hearing a bang, the second young master in white with a fur coat and a neck "Weak Liu Fufeng" stood there, Shi Shiran withdrew his legs amidst the billowing dust and smoke, and covered his mouth.

"This door kicks me. It hurts—"

"..."

Can I have some face?

The back door is not on fire but there is no door leaf, sir he doesn't know yet.

At this moment, Master Wen was being held by Qin San's collar, and he rose and fell a few times, giving him a mouthful of wind.After finally landing on the ground, Wen Yi took a breath: "San'er, the master is about to be choked to death by you."

"Boss Wen asked the master to practice kung fu every day. If the master doesn't practice, then if the master escapes, he will be choked by the wind, and he deserves it."

Qin San said so faithfully.

Wen Yi: "..."

Qin San is good at everything, he is handsome and kung fu, he never runs away when adversity is imminent, he just loves to choke on the master.

He patted the snow residue on his body, and while walking towards Laifu Teahouse, he asked, "Who was that person just now?"

Qin Sandao: "Master Hui. He is the second son of General Bai Zheng. Bai Zheng also has an eldest son named Bai Zhizhang."

……

Wen Yi rolled her eyes and thought about it, and found something in her mind. "He Louming seems to have a subordinate named Bai."

Qin San: "That's him."

He Minglou is the number one military general in the Daqian. He was given the title of Martial God by the former emperor. He conquered the gods and killed the gods and killed the Buddha when he met the Buddha on the battlefield. His name alone made the enemy fearful.After the current Emperor Yuan ascended the throne, He Minglou has been guarding the western frontier to prevent the Qiang people from invading.There is also a country of Shuyao in Xizhen, which is very close to Daqian. It has been stalemate for many years and is a strong enemy of Daqian.The Bai Zheng mentioned by Qin San was He Minglou's most capable subordinate, and he was able to have the most extensive territory among the five continents. In any case, he had half of the credit for the He family's army.

Wen Yi hissed: "Why does Bai Zheng's son want me?" As for He Louming, they met each other in the hall, so they were nodding acquaintances at least.When it comes to He Minglou's subordinates, they can't beat eight poles, let alone the son of poles.

Qin San gently reminded: "Are you not responsible for others?"

You want to say sleep and run.Wen Yi was a little sad: "Look at that face before saying this!"

Qin San punched his mouth and coughed: "Master, the teahouse is here."

Xiaoer, who was waiting at the entrance of the teahouse, had sharp eyes, and when he saw the two people coming from the white background, he immediately felt like a mirror, and ran to the inner hall and whispered: "The shopkeeper, Wen Guogong is here!"

What?Shopkeeper Qian was flicking the abacus, and immediately pushed the abacus and pulled the little red string beside it.The sound of the golden bell immediately resounded throughout the teahouse.In the third-floor housing, in the private rooms on the second floor, and in the lobby on the first floor, Xiao Er immediately entered a state of full alert.Three seconds before Wen Yi arrived at the teahouse, they had already adjusted their expressions.

Wen Yi pushed open the door.

Shopkeeper Qian put the abacus on the table, and said crisply: "Three days of fishing, two days of drying nets, can you still do this job!"

Wen Yi smiled apologetically: "There is something at home, there is something at home, the shopkeeper will take care of you."

"Yeah." Shopkeeper Qian said reservedly after finishing his grumbling, "For the sake of your dexterity, I don't care about you. It's just the missing salary, so I definitely can't count it to you. Now there are distinguished guests on the second floor. You can go to the private room on the second floor and wait."

Wen Yi kept saying yes.

Shopkeeper Qian watched Wen Yi go upstairs, and summoned Xiao Er with a wave of his hand.

"How many guests are there on the second floor?"

Xiao Er said cleverly: "Don't worry, the shopkeeper, I will rent out one room upstairs today, and there are only three people in total. Listen to the voice, they are from other places to do business. I saw them when I led them in, and they don't look like thorns." Head, he will not lead people in.Laifu Teahouse is very good at business. If you look good, you can save money on tea.

The shopkeeper hummed, and his eight-character eyebrows raised sadly.

Paying people to scold them is something that only Wen Guogong can do.

The author has something to say:

Shopkeeper Qian: I, who should cooperate with you in the performance, turn a blind eye to it——thank you, San Ye, for your reward!