Author: Feng Ge and Writer's Tweets

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This bird

Wen Chan doesn't want to talk about Liang Yanbei either. He was vague and asked Ah Fu to set the chessboard and play chess with Liang Shuming.

Seeing that he offered, Liang Shuhong naturally wouldn't refuse. Besides, he was quite confident in his chess skills, thinking of winning two games first, and then deliberately losing the chess to Wen Chan, so that he could be happy in Doby.

However, Liang Shuhong made another mistake. For two hours, Liang Shuhong didn't win a game, until the western hills set and Wen Chan left his last son behind. When he won the game again, he was still confused. Wen Chan looked up at the sky and said, "It's getting late. Brother Shu Hong had better hurry back to the house before dark. "

Liang Shuhong is still thinking about how to move next. Hearing Wen Chan's words, he loosened the pieces in his hand and raised a stiff smile. "Your Highness, I'll take a long vacation first, and then I'll come to your Highness to relieve boredom another day."

When he was sent out of the temple gate by Afo Palace, Liang Shuming was still thinking about how Wen Chan got out of that chess game. Wanted to think, his brow wrinkled unconsciously.

Seeing that his master's face has been wrong since he came out, the page next to him couldn't help asking, "Master, but what did His Highness Nine say?"

When his thoughts were interrupted by the page, Liang Shuming looked askance and asked thoughtfully for a while, "Have you ever heard of the chess skills of His Highness Nine?"

"Never," said the page. "It's just that I have heard rumors before. His Highness Nine knows nothing about literature, martial arts, temperament, riding and shooting, and presumably his chess skills are not good. "

"No." Liang Shuhong shook his head lightly.

It's not a day or two since the nine princes were abolished. These Liang Shuhong have all heard of it, but after playing a few games with him today, Liang Shuhong found himself quite confident in chess and vulnerable in front of Wen Chan. Wen Chan can draw several retreats every time he moves, and all retreats can force his own chess pieces, which is quite terrible.

"Childe mean ..."

"Your Highness Nine seems to be different from before." Liang Shuhong whispered.

Wenchan's chess used to suck. Later, when he became emperor, his only pastime in the palace was drinking tea and playing chess. It's a pity that people around him are not even as good at chess as he is. The incomparable Wen Chan was depressed, so he thought of a good way.

Every time I turn over the sign, when I go to the concubines' palace or when the concubines are sent to the palace, Wen Chan says: If I lose chess, I will sleep in the temple.

In order to climb the dragon bed, the concubines are all immersed in reading and studying chess, hoping to win your majesty.

It's a pity that they didn't expect that Wen Chan was also studying hard when they were studying hard, so Wen Chan's chess skills became higher and higher, and he became a "gentle loser" in the palace.

Sit for an afternoon WenChan had a big stretch, tasteless touches the mouth, muttered, "no, no, not as good as my concubines ..."

Alfred ordered people to pack up the chessboard and gather around WenChan. "Your highness, can you take meals? I just sent someone to the chef to ask, and there is a sauce duck for dinner today. "

Wen Chan wondered, "Isn't this what you had for dinner last night?"

"Not the same." Ah Fu said, "Yesterday was apricot sauce, today is Chili sauce."

Any sauce will do, as long as it's delicious. Wen Chan thinks.

As it turns out, the stewed duck made from the two sauces is really different. When eating stewed duck with apricot and plum sauce, there is only one word in Wen Chen's mind: delicious!

When eating braised duck, Wen Zen thought: delicious! But so spicy!

After eating, the lips are red, like mouth fat, and the lining is white. After seeing it, Ah Fu hurriedly handed in sour plum tea to let Wen Chan relieve the spicy taste.

In fact, Wen Chan could eat spicy food in his last life, but it was all exercised later. Now he is a teenager who doesn't eat spicy food very much. After eating the braised duck, he felt his tongue burning all over his throat, and his whole mind kept getting hot. He even drank sour plum tea for three nights before pressing down a little.

Lying in bed after taking a shower at night, I still have a burning sensation in my abdominal cavity and didn't fall asleep until midnight. Wen Zen thought, I can't eat such spicy food anymore. It's killing me

Wenchan's stomach tossed about in the middle of the night. At dawn, he fell asleep in a daze.

I slept like a log and didn't dream. When the sun completely enveloped the whole palace, he was still sleeping soundly, and the morning bell failed to wake him up.

It's just that a bird song that flew from nowhere pulled Wen Chan's consciousness out of his dream. The birds are shrill and loud, as if echoing in his ears.

WenChan frowning slightly, eyelid heavy stick together.

Then, a voice like a woman screamed, "Nine Highnesses! Nine royal highness! "

The voice was sharp and penetrating, and it only called four or five times, which completely awakened Wen Chan who was sleeping soundly. When he opened his eyes, his eyes were full of blood red, and he fell out of bed weakly without shoes. He walked barefoot to the door of the temple, looked out and saw Ah Fu in the yard with several imperial secretaries.

Alfred has a cage in his hand. There is a bird jumping up and down in the cage. It was the voice from his mouth, "Nine Your Highnesses! Nine royal highness! "

Several imperial secretaries were amused by the birds.

WenChan a head two big, hard dry cough, just wake up voice is not fully open, with a dumb, he nu way, "what's wrong with the bird? Shut up! "

On hearing his voice, Imperial Secretary immediately stopped smiling and turned to salute Wen Chan. Afu put the birdcage on the table, and said to Wen Chan after the ceremony, "Your Highness, this is a parrot sent by Prince Liang early in the morning."

"Liang Shuhong?" Wenchan ate spicy food for a long time last night and finally slept soundly, but was awakened by a bird. At present, the bird is still shouting "nine high, nine high". He said in a bad tone, "When did he care about my meal at leisure? With this time, I might as well think about how to improve my chess skills. Besides, the bird was sent to the wrong place. Ah Fu, send the chef quickly! "

"Your highness misunderstood. This is not from Liang's son, but from the young master of Liang, assistant minister of does. I heard that he kept it for more than a month and taught this sentence to the parrot. " Alfred explained at once.

As soon as Liang Yanbei was carried out, Wen Chan's anger was all gone. He looked at the bird jumping on the table with a stunned face. He wondered, "Why did Liang Yanbei send me a bird?"

"Master Liang said it was for your highness to relieve boredom." A fu answers.

Liang Yanbei has this hobby. He always likes all kinds of strange things. In order to please Mrs. Liang in his last life, he kept a parrot for half a year and called it a compliment every day. Later, parrots were trained to "close the moon and feel ashamed of flowers, sink fish and fall wild geese." Wen chan was really envious at that time.

But the parrot was sent to him first. ...

"Show me that bird." Wen Chan ordered.

Ah Fu laughed his eyes out, and handed the cage to Wen Chan. "Your Highness, I dare say there is no more beautiful bird in the whole capital."

This bird is really beautiful, with a pale yellow body, white feathers and a yellow jade crown on its head. When it jumps, its wings are open, so it is small and lovely.

Wen Chan said that you didn't see Liang Yanbei give it to his wife. It is red, like a phoenix cub, and its voice is euphemistic, much sharper than this one.

At this time, the parrot's black eyes turned around and one mouth said, "Wan Fu Jinan, your highness!" " "

Wenchan's heart jumped and his mouth involuntarily raised. "This bird is more pleasing than its owner."

Alfred smiled and didn't answer.

"Liang Yanbei personally sent it?" WenChan stretched out a finger Doby bird, pretending to be casual and asked.

"It's Mr. Liang, who dropped the bird off early this morning." Ah Fu replied, and quite consciously changed the subject. "Your Highness, have you noticed that Lord Liang's hair crown is really neat and much better than other adults?"

After hearing what he said, Wen Chan remembered his previous life. Liang Jun once got together with friends and got drunk in a restaurant. He complained to his friends that his hair was getting less and less, and he was bald in the middle. As he spoke, he began to cry.

It happened that there was a cry that a North Korean official could clearly hear next door, so the whole city knew about Liang's baldness the next day.

Wen Chan pondered for a moment and said, "This matter cannot be imitated. Although he is not as good as Liang Zhu, he will be bald sooner or later after a long time. "

"ah!" Alfred stared in horror. "is your highness serious?"

"Of course." Wen Chan vowed that if there were rumors, Liang Jun would have to endure them all the time. He could have taken off his hair crown and walked in front of everyone. The rumor would have been broken, but Liang Jun didn't, even if he appeared in the line of sight, he would either wear a hat or wear a jade crown.

Wen Chan stroked Shun Bird's feathers with his fingers and asked flatly, "Is there any news that Liang Yanbei joined the army in Beijing?"

In a previous life, Liang Yanbei joined the army in February and studied battlefield tactics in March. Wen Chan asked this question just to reassure himself.

But Ah Fu replied, "I have never heard of such news."

Wen Chan was puzzled at first, and then relieved. Alfred, as an imperial secretary in the palace, naturally could not know the situation in Beijing so quickly. It may take some time to fully publish the message.

After standing for a long time, he felt his feet cold, yawned again and waved. "Shut the bird up and I'll go to sleep."

"I obey." Ah Fu came down with the bird.

I don't know what method he used, but Wen Chan lay in bed and listened carefully. Sure enough, he couldn't hear the birds singing.

So in this busy morning, Wen Chan had a comfortable sleep.