Wen Yao was surprised that she didn't look for them!
Wen Chen came to know him and greeted the ladies: "Hello ladies, eldest sister, didn't you send someone to look for me? I came here without even eating."
It turned out that the slaves had misunderstood, thinking that all the brothers were here, but in the end, even Wen Chen sent a message and all three of them came.
Feng Junan and Wen Chen are inseparable now, so they naturally come to join in the fun.
The two of them didn't expect that there would be so many people, and their eyes were filled with excitement. They were gentle ladies and gentlemen who dealt with criminals all day long. At first sight, they saw so many young ladies who looked like flowers. Under the influence of men's hormones, they instantly transformed into
Peacock spreading its tail.
Wen Yao was very happy to have come, and asked people to serve the food first. They were all teenagers, and their stomachs were like bottomless pits. Only when they were full could they have the strength to brag to the ladies.
They both finished their meals quietly without saying a word. Wen Chen and Feng Junan usually grabbed the food and had no image of it, but now they chewed slowly and seriously, like gentlemen.
Wen Yao held back her smile, it was time for her younger brother to get married.
After dinner, we couldn't stay in the room any longer, so we all went to play by the lake. Weeping willow pavilion, sparkling lake, nice scenery, but the ladies were even more beautiful.
Yi Junyue's eyes kept falling on Wen Zhao and said: "Master Zhuangyuan, with such beautiful scenery, why not write a poem?"
Wen Zhao said humbly: "I have heard for a long time that Miss Yi is also a talented woman who is rare to see in a hundred years. She is very proficient in poetry, lyrics and songs. How about you and I each make one? Wen Zhao has also seen Miss Yi's talent."
Yi Junyue said confidently: "Okay, come here and bring me some pen and ink."
Yi Junyue was taught by Zaifu since she was a child, and she was very good at playing music, chess, calligraphy, painting, poetry, poetry, and poetry. These things of a literati and refined scholar were incomparable to Wen Yao.
As soon as an expert makes a move, he will know if there is anything wrong. Wen Zhao only looked at Yi Junyue's handwriting and nodded in appreciation: "Miss Yi's handwriting is so good!"
"The number one scholar is not bad either. Your handwriting is sharp yet smooth, round on the outside and square on the inside. You are not as humble as you!"
Like his character, Yi Junyue could also see that Wen Zhao was not an honest person. Of course, if he was really honest, he wouldn't be able to get the top prize.
The two started chatting, but no outsider could get a word in.
However, Wen Yang stayed by Wen Yao's side, serving her tea, but seemed hesitant to speak.
"What's wrong? Third brother, if you have something to say, just say it. Are you in trouble? That's normal. Big sister has helped you deal with it before!"
Wen Yang smiled awkwardly. He was as bad as Wen Chen in the past. He skipped classes and was called a parent by his husband, drank and got into fights, competed with others for the top oiran, and even engaged in cockfighting and gambling. Every time he couldn't help it, his eldest sister came to help.
"Sister, I was ignorant before, but I have changed my mind and stopped getting into trouble.
There is something I want to feel very sorry for. I asked for a royal decree for my birth mother, but I didn’t tell my eldest sister, and I didn’t bring honor to her like my second brother. Will my eldest sister blame me?”
It turns out that this is what happened. Wen Yao's eyes were complicated. It was unclear who was right and who was wrong about some things. Even if I was sorry, Wen Yao also owed Wen Chen an apology.
Because Wen Yao had long known about the death of his biological mother and that it was Su Qiuyue who caused her death. However, at that time, Wen Yao cared about this mother very much and did not help him avenge her even though she knew it, so she always tolerated Wen Yang getting into trouble and helped him again and again.
He dealt with the aftermath.
If Wen Yang knew that he had not dealt with his biological mother's anger fairly, would he hate himself?
Wen Yao said simply: "Third brother, I don't blame you. Since you mentioned this matter, I won't hide it from you. Su Qiuyue has an unshirkable responsibility for the death of your biological mother.
Of course, Wen Liangan is not a thing, and he is irresponsible when he brings someone back. He knows that Su Qiuyue is jealous, but he still looks for women again and again, which makes the family miserable.
It's human nature for you to think about your biological mother, and I never blame you.
Sometimes the eldest sister also thinks that the etiquette and dogma in this world are quite unreasonable. If you can't be filial to your biological mother, why should you be filial to your aunt's mother? How much sincere filial piety can you have?
If you can't love the child that crawls out of your own belly, and you expect to love other people's children, no one is a saint and can treat everyone equally."
Wen Yao made some complaints. She hated the parents Su Qiuyue and Wen Liangan so much that she didn't even want to call her father or mother.
Wen Yang was silent for a long time and looked up at Wen Yao: "Sister, you have been very good to me. I don't hate anyone anymore. It's just the world. If you can tell me this, you treat me like your own brother."
Look, thank you, big sister."
Wen Yao felt sour in her heart, and she loved him a little more. She touched her head and said, "Okay, big sister loves you!"
Wen Yang smiled, holding back the tears in his eyes. With a big sister who hurts him, he is a loved child and is not alone.
Hu Pingting came over and said, "What are you two whispering about? You can't talk at home. Yaoyao, we finally went out to play, but you didn't even talk to me. I'm so sad."
Wen Yao smiled: "Okay, I'll talk to you."
"Let me introduce to you, my third brother, Wen Yang, and this is the second young lady of the Tianguan family of the Ministry of Civil Affairs, Miss Hu.
Third brother, please try to please Miss Hu. If you can meet Hu Shangshu now, you won’t have to worry about becoming an official in the future."
Hu Shangshu is in charge of the official department. If you can gain Hu Shangshu's appreciation and raise your hand to make arrangements for him, you can get a lucrative job. How many people can only dream of it.
Wen Yang cupped his hands and said, "I've met Miss Hu."
"Wen Tanhua, you're welcome. You are a graceful younger brother, and you will also be my younger brother from now on. I will protect you."
Wen Yang: "..."
Wen Yao was happy: "Thank you Miss Hu quickly, but Pingting, how old are you?"
"I'm seventeen, and I've been having hair extensions for a year. I'm really annoyed by the arrangements for my marriage at home recently. I don't want to go home. Yaoyao, can I go to your house to stay with you?"
After the Crown Princess's health improved, Hu Pingting was useless as a spare tire. Her marriage was delayed and she naturally had to get married. However, Hu Pingting didn't want to get married and was frightened by the Crown Princess's marriage.
But even if you don't get married, you still need the support of your family. Not everyone is as lucky as Yuanhua and has enlightened grandparents to protect her.
She is now in the stage of being urged to get married.
Wen Yao agreed wholeheartedly: "Okay, you are welcome to come and live in my house, and I will be happy."
"Then it's settled."
Wen Yang listened to their conversation and carefully poured tea and water. He was quiet and gentle, which made Hu Pingting's eyes look strange.
On the other side, Feng Junan and Yuanhua were actually having a lively conversation. If Yuanhua hadn't pretended to be disabled, she would have wanted to have a fight with Feng Junan. Is this guy really as powerful as he boasts?
He singled out a bandit den and captured many gangsters. People in the world said he was unparalleled in chivalry, righteous and righteous, and a jade-faced little flying dragon. His face did not turn red when he boasted.
Wen Chen broke the story: "There is a limit to bragging. After that, Miss Yuan obviously doesn't believe you. Are you really that powerful? Can you listen to my big sister?"