Yu Huanzhang originally wanted to take An Yan to the spicy hot soup restaurant in Fangzhen, but An Yan remembered Xuanyi's instructions and informed Yu Huanzhang of his recent dietary restrictions.
The two entered a teahouse. It was too early and there was no one else on the second floor except them. Yu Huanzhang asked for some snacks, while An Yan only wanted a glass of water.
"How do you recuperate your body and you can't eat meaty grains, so what should you eat?" Yu Huanzhang asked curiously.
"If you are hungry, eat some fruit to satisfy your hunger. You will be fine in three days."
"Whoever gave you the prescription must not harm the person. Don't look for a quack doctor."
"Do you know Brother Huanzhang, Master Xuanyi?"
Yu Huanzhang stopped drinking tea and suddenly looked up at An Yan.
"Brother Yan knows the real person Xuanyi?!"
An Yan then recounted his experience of coming from Yanzhou to Luoyang. After hearing this, Yu Huanzhang couldn't help but exclaimed: "Brother Yan, you are really blessed and blessed."
An Yan smiled lightly. Although the reality was far from the story, he was indeed blessed with great fortune.
Drinking the white water in the cup, he heard Yu Huanzhang sigh: "This Master Xuanyi is the head of Xuanzong of Xuanzhen Sect and a close attendant of the Queen of Heaven. He enjoys the courtesy of a national scholar. Even his uncle has to greet him as 'Master' when he sees him. If he can get a piece of her I personally prescribed the medicine for you, you are truly blessed!"
An Yan said: "It was the compassion of the real person that gave me the chance to live."
Yu Huanzhang nodded and said: "Xuanzong assisted the country and Zhenzong helped the world. Xuanzhen taught to save the suffering and maintain great kindness and love. Master Xuanyi will not stand idly by when he sees the weak."
An Yan heard that in his heart, Xuanyi's status was extremely high. Looking at the refugees outside the city, Xuanyi was also a figure like the fairy goddess Bodhisattva.
He only thought about this for a while, and then was occupied by other thoughts.
"Brother Huan Zhang."
"Huh?" Yu Huanzhang, who was eating snacks, looked up.
"Brother Huanzhang treats me very kindly."
Yu Huanzhang was stunned for a moment, looked at An Yan again, and said with a strange smile: "Why do you say this suddenly? It's so embarrassing."
An Yan said slowly: "When I first came to the capital of God, I had no foundation and depended on others. Brother Huanzhang was my first friend in Luoyang."
Yu Huanzhang grinned: "Brother Yan, why did he suddenly become so pretentious? I'm not used to it."
He put down the tea cup and said: "I see that my uncle treats you very kindly, and he has never been so kind to Huanting in the past. Since he treats you like his own son, you can also regard him as your father. I am your biological brother, and the Yu family This is your home.”
Earlier, Yu Huanzhang was just taking care of An Yan under the orders of his elders, but what happened at the poetry meeting the day before yesterday made Yu Huanzhang recognize An Yan as his friend.
An Yan looked into Yu Huanzhang's sincere eyes, but felt a little uncomfortable in his heart. He rubbed the water glass and looked out the window.
The place is crowded and bustling with people.
There is nothing wrong with this era, An Yan thinks so in her heart, and there is nothing wrong with this family either.
Except for that crazy woman Yu Nian.
An Yan said, "Uncle arranged a marriage for me yesterday."
Yu Huanzhang was startled when he heard this, and then smiled and said: "I asked why I didn't see you yesterday. It turns out that she was busy with her own life events. Since it was arranged by my uncle, she must not be an ordinary woman."
"It's Wenren Jinping."
"..."
An Yan saw the pupils of his eyes shrink instantly, and Yu Huanzhang's smile froze on his face.
"Brother Yan means..."
"Yesterday, my uncle took me to Wenren's house and met Uncle Wenren." An Yan said again.
The second floor, which was already empty, fell into a deathly silence.
An Yan was waiting for Yu Huanzhang's response, but Yu Huanzhang seemed to have lost his mind and sat across from him, staring at him blankly. An Yan couldn't guess what he was thinking.
After waiting quietly for a while, he suddenly heard Yu Huanzhang laughing loudly. He leaned on his seat and put one hand on the table, looking more relaxed and casual than before.
"Wouldn't it be a wonderful thing if Brother Yan could marry such a beautiful woman as Wenren Jinping? I would like to congratulate Brother Yan."
An Yan sighed secretly and said, "Is this what Brother Huanzhang thinks?"
With a smile on his lips, Yu Huanzhang said to An Yan: "Wenren Jinping and I have nothing to do with each other. You are not married, and she is not married. A gentle lady and a gentleman are so jealous. How can there be anything wrong with the laws of nature?"
"Or do you think that after I find out about this, I should beat my chest and stamp my feet and cut off my ties with you?"
"Brother Yan, you underestimate me too much."
Such words made An Yan feel awe-struck, and he immediately said: "My brother's ambition is not as big as my brother's. I have the heart of a villain."
Hearing this, Yu Huanzhang laughed there and said: "Why should a man worry about not having a wife? Wenren Jinping is indeed a wonderful woman, but as a brother, I don't have the talent to impress her. It's better to let go early and cut off this idea. I hate my brother. If you marry such a spirited woman, you must be prepared for the future."
An Yan raised the tea cup, but Yu Huanzhang blocked it: "If you really want to respect me, don't use this. I wanted to take you to Zifang, but since you are not in good health, I'd better go another day."
After that, he drank tea by himself, looked at An Yan across from him, and suddenly wanted to say, "Brother Yan, please treat Wenren Jinping well in the future," but he held back the words when he reached his lips.
It’s innocent, it doesn’t matter at all…
He thought silently in his mind, drank the tea in the cup, and looked out the window.
In the huge Luoyang City, there were countless famous ladies, but he seemed to have only remembered one famous person, Jinping.
After coming out of the teahouse, An Yan and Yu Huanzhang parted ways. He wanted to take a look at the house next to Yun Lake.
He did not have any servants with him, nor did he hire a carriage. He walked alone on the streets of Luoyang, feeling the prosperity of the divine capital.
However, after walking around for half an hour, Anyan found that Luoyang City was much bigger than he thought. After asking someone to find out, it was still half an hour to walk to Yun Lake.
An Yan had no choice but to hire a carriage. He was in poor physical condition now. He felt tired and hungry after walking this distance. He hadn't eaten since last night and felt uncomfortable in his stomach.
The house that Yu Jingtang gave him was very large, with a front yard and a back yard, and all the facilities were available.
There were not many servants in the house. The housekeeper was a middle-aged man with a kind face. When he heard that An Yan was the master, he immediately called all the servants to come and greet him.
An Yan walked around the house, got familiar with it briefly and then left.
Yunhu Lake is an area with meandering scenery. There are small islands in the lake and lush trees. It is a paradise for birds.
If you can tolerate the weather, it's a great place for rafting.
All the boats were parked together today. A traveler came forward and was told that the boat was reserved for the day. An Yan saw Minglan at the place where the boats were parked. She was dressed a little plainly today, and her eyes instantly lit up when she saw An Yan. stand up.
"Master An, Madam is already waiting for you."
An Yan and Minglan got on the boat and sailed towards the small island in the lake. During this period, Anyan asked Minglan who the boatman was, and Minglan said he was from Jiang's natal family, which was trustworthy.
The island is far away from the shore of the lake, and because of the lush vegetation, no outsiders will know what happens here.
After arriving on the island, An Yan saw a figure sitting in the pavilion from a distance.
"Master An, Madam is waiting for you there."
Jiang was dressed simply today, probably because she was afraid of being recognized, but she was good-looking and had a good figure. When An Yan looked at her from behind, she felt that she would not look ugly even if she was wrapped in a rag.
Sitting there, Ms. Jiang was a little impatient and unbearable at the moment. She was upset and had come early, but the weather was hot in the afternoon. It was not like home here. There were cool things to relieve the heat, so she could only use the fan in her hand to keep doing it. He fanned himself and pulled the collar around his neck to make himself feel better.
She drank one cup after another of tea, and after waiting for a long time, she felt a faint urge to urinate.
Minglan was waiting on the shore. There was no one on the island now, so Jiang thought it would be more convenient to find a place where no one would find her.
But at this moment, she suddenly heard a voice behind her: "Auntie."
"ah!"
Jiang was startled and suddenly stood up from her seat. She turned around and saw that An Yan was already standing outside the pavilion.
She quickly calmed down, covered her face with her fan, and said, "My nephew is here, sit down."
Today's Jiang is no longer as charming as before, and her demeanor looks much more dignified, but her face is too bright, and the almond eyes above her fan are still very charming when they turn. This is a woman who is charming to the core.
An Yan sat down on the stone bench opposite her. The weather was hot and the stone bench was burned by the sun. An Yan stood up quickly as soon as he sat down.
Seeing his predicament, Mrs. Jiang kindly said, "My dear nephew, you can use tea to cool down the stone bench and wipe it a few times before sitting down."
"Thank you, Auntie, for reminding me."
An Yan picked up the teapot on the table and poured it on the stone bench. The water spurted out from the spout, hitting the stone bench and splashing everywhere.
Tick tock——
Listening to the sound of water, Jiang, who was sitting there, couldn't help but tighten his legs.
It’s a bit... I can’t hold it in anymore...
