Of course, Twenty-seven took a shower when he came to see Ruan Qing. He was wearing a simple vest and shorts and looked very fresh.
He went down the mountain wearing a tattered robe that he had bought from a flea market and re-distressed. Later, he found two relatively complete rags in the ruins of a Taoist temple and washed them with plant ash. I pretended to take it with me on the way down the mountain.
When he took a shower in the afternoon, Aunt Xiangyun prepared clean clothes for him, saying they belonged to her son. Ruan Xiangyun's son is currently studying in college elsewhere.
His clothes were a little too small for him, and they clearly outlined his slim waist and broad shoulders.
Heart-warming in the darkness.
"It's okay." Twenty-seven said, "If he dares to come out and talk nonsense, there are ways to shut him up."
Ruan Qing was measuring his waist with his hands. Hearing this, he raised his head and said, "Personal harm is not allowed."
"You can scare him without even moving a hair on his head." Twenty-seven was very confident, "There are many ways."
Gee, this person has a lot of crooked things.
But he said, "Don't worry. When I said goodbye to Master Zaojiao today, I made an oath in my heart. Now that I have come to your legal society, I will abide by the laws and be a good citizen. What is past is past."
He is free to act when the occasion arises. Facing the person he wants to marry, for some reason, he can't help but be cautious.
"Go to bed," she said. "Tomorrow is important."
She hugged his waist tightly: "Okay!"
He went back to the room assigned to him and lay down, thinking about Ruan Qing's soft and exquisite body for a while, and thinking that when he got his hukou, he would become a good citizen and be able to be with her openly.
Twenty-seven has watched several TV dramas and has a rough idea that in this era, there are basically no restrictions on women's chastity. It is normal to have relationships with men before marriage and to be husband and wife.
Twenty-seven said "Yeah" and disappeared from the window without any delay.
Ruan Qing: "?"
It's like God is helping me.
In fact, twenty-seven left decisively because he was afraid that he would not be able to control himself if he stayed any longer.
The deputy county magistrate chatted with Nianqi and then turned his attention to the people from the Taoist Association.
Today I have to meet someone, and I’m meeting a leader. Image is so important.
The next day, Twenty-seven wore the same old Taoist robe from yesterday.
He himself threw the robe into the washing machine, washed it, tumbled it dry, and quickly hung it up to dry.
He kissed her hair, which was warm and fragrant in his arms. His heart moved so much that he whispered in her ear, "Can you just kiss her gently?"
Leaders at the township and county levels came, bringing propaganda officers, and the propaganda officers brought reporters from relevant media.
But when he was at the Taoist temple, he packed his things and looked through the books in the box, including scriptures and temple management books. He saw the roster, and the master of Zaojiao was from Lingcheng.
"The first impression is very important!" Ruan Zhishu taught earnestly.
She stood up on tiptoes and kissed him on the lips.
She is always very enthusiastic, does not shy away from physical contact, and is even very proactive.
"It's true! I swear on the name of our ancestors of the Ruan family, it's absolutely true!" Uncle Qi was frothing at the mouth as he swore. The deputy county magistrate came to the county and was very pragmatic.
But there is no way, the current environment is not good. Her relationship with him cannot be discovered either.
Ruan Qing didn't know how to describe it. When Twenty-Seven said this, there was a kind of expectation for the future in his eyes. She couldn't help but hope that life and society would never let him down.
It's just that he still can't let go.
Did you really leave when you said you were leaving? Ruan Qing was still a little disappointed.
Aunt Xiangyun smiled and said, "It's me, it's your uncle. He washed and dried it in a hurry, then hung it up to dry, saying he would wear it again today."
My heart and body are hot.
This morning I took it to Nian Qi and asked him to put it on again and show off his mountain image.
Ruan Qing had to press against his chest before the two of them separated, breathing a little heavily.
They agreed to be gentle, but Twenty-seven held her waist, tightening it tighter and tighter.
Twenty-seven's accent made him very friendly. He said, "It sounds like Lingcheng's accent. My hometown is Lingcheng."
Twenty-seven said: "My grandfather's master is from Lingcheng."
There are also personnel from relevant departments who study history - there are too many liars now, and leaders have to distinguish the authenticity.
Whatever he asked, Twenty-seven answered.
Ruan Qing chuckled in the darkness.
Ruan Xiangyun has always been meticulous in his work. He even worried about what to wear on the second day of the 27th. As a result, I saw the other two pieces of clothing that Twenty-Seven brought down from the mountain—good guys, if the one he wore looked a bit like a beggar, the other two pieces looked like a beggar.
Sure enough, some cars and people came one after another in the morning.
He listened to a round of testimonies from relevant witnesses, read Zaojiao's handwriting, handed it over to relevant staff for inspection and appraisal, and talked to Twenty-Seven himself.
Some things are just such a coincidence.
After arranging for Nian Qi to take a bath, Ruan Xiangyun asked his wife to take his son's clothes for Nian Qi to wear first.
Twenty-seven uses this accent simply because among the various dialects he knows, this one is closer to Uncle Qi’s accent.
Twenty-seven tugged at the hem of his clothes: "Auntie, I rushed to wash it and dry it."
A middle-aged Taoist priest came from the Taoist Association. Seeing the deputy county magistrate's gaze, he leaned forward and said, "I have to test you."
Twenty-seven put his hands on his knees, leaned forward slightly and nodded: "Please."
As soon as the two men with buns started talking, the living room of Uncle Qi's house was filled with ancient style!
Everyone became inexplicably nervous.
The most panicked person here is Ruan Qing! Ruan Qing's heart almost jumped out of his chest!
She was thinking about how to explain if Twenty-seven couldn't answer anything and was questioned, and whether she should go up and help him out.
Unexpectedly, the middle-aged Taoist priest passed the examination of 27, from the shallower to the deeper, from the "Three Officials Sutra", "The Patriarch Sutra" to "The Taishang Influence Chapter" and so on, singing and reciting. I also asked about some common sense about magic weapons and Taoist rules.
Twenty-seven and one answered.
Not only does he know scriptures, he can actually recite and sing!
Ruan Qing's understanding of him was once again refreshed!
Not everyone can do it. If not, just say, "I've never learned this before." He also sings beautifully, with an indescribable flavor.
The middle-aged Taoist nodded frequently and said, "This rhyme is different from ours."
Twenty-seven said: "This is what I learned."
After listening for a while, the Taoist priest said again: "Wrong."
"That's right." Twenty-seven said, "This is what I learned."
The Taoist priest was surprised and said, "Sing it to me again."
Ruan Qing and Ruan Xiangyun both became nervous, and Uncle Qi even dared not breathe, for fear that his breathing too loudly would affect Twenty-Qi. At that time, the people from the Taoist Association waved their hands and concluded that Twenty-Seven was fake, and everyone had to cry together.
Unexpectedly, the Taoist Master was so fascinated that he didn't care that the deputy county magistrate was still waiting, and directly asked Nianqi to write down the version he had learned and give it to him.
Ruan Xiangyun immediately stood up and went to get paper and pen.
The paper I brought was the kind of letterhead with "XX City XX County XX Township XX Village" in red with horizontal lines.
A pen is a pen. As a cadre, you can't live without a fountain pen, and you can't just use that kind of signature pen.
Of course twenty-seven can use a hard pen. He had already learned it when he was at Ruan Qing's house. But who is Twenty-Seven? A person of the movie king level in the Palace of Hell!
He looked hesitantly when he got the pen and looked at Ruan Xiangyun.
Ruan Xiangyun put 120% of his energy into the matter in front of him, and he immediately understood the spirit: "Do you want a brush? Yes, I have it!"
Ruan Zhishu is also a man of culture, and he also practices calligraphy on a daily basis.
Immediately, he quickly went to get his brush and ink and poured it on Twenty-seven.
Twenty-seven turned the lined letter paper sideways, turning the horizontal lines into vertical lines, then picked up the pen and started writing.
The text is written vertically, from right to left.
Traditional Chinese characters.
The version that came out silently was something that the Taoist priest from the Taoist Association had never seen before.
At this point, everyone has basically confirmed that it is true and not a liar.
Ruan Qing breathed a long sigh of relief.
The Taoist priest was very happy when he took the scriptures that Nianqimo had read and said, "I'll go back and study it slowly."
The deputy county magistrate stood up and said, "Then let's go see it on the ground."
The deputy county magistrate is wearing sneakers because he is going on a field trip today. Practical cadres.
Everyone got up.
The middle-aged Taoist priest put away the pieces of paper and asked Twenty-seven, "Have you got the turban?"
Twenty-seven said: "No."
The middle-aged Taoist priest said, "Do you want a crown?"
Twenty-seven said: "No need."
Love is not crowned. Taoism has always had this attitude, follow one's heart and nature, believe in what you like, and leave if you don't.
No one will chase after you and try their best to persuade you to convert. They will also print various pamphlets preaching that good will be rewarded with good and evil will be punished with evil.
The middle-aged Taoist priest asked again: "What temple?"
Twenty-seven said: "Zisun Temple."
The middle-aged Taoist priest said, "Aren't you going to sit down?"
Twenty-seven's eyes were firm: "I want to go out and look outside."
When the two of them spoke, few people present could understand them.
The middle-aged Taoist priest also always acted as if he didn't care, nothing happened, everything was normal, and no one thought there was anything wrong.
Everyone is preparing to go into the mountains together for on-site inspection.
Of course Ruan Qing wanted to follow, but Uncle Qi stopped him: "Don't go, you're walking too slowly."
Please don't get confused.
Ruan Qing had no choice but what Uncle Qi said was true.
Not only did her foot injury heal, but even when she was healthy, she couldn't go up and down the mountain as fast as Uncle Seven.
Ruan Qing is not a person without discernment. At present, she is not suitable in terms of speed, physical strength, status and position.
He agreed obediently: "I'll wait for you to come back."
Uncle Qi thought to himself, good guy, you still have to stay with the village.
Normally, he would certainly welcome Ruan Aihua's daughter. Coming to stay at his house is to gain his reputation. Who in the village doesn't envy his family's good relationship with Ruan Aihua.
But now, Uncle Qi’s heart is full of twenty-seven. However, Ruan Qing and Nian Qi are weird. Ruan Qing always talks to Nian Qi with a hint of pointing energy. And Twenty-Seven, the worldly master in Uncle Seventh's heart, was particularly stunned. He nodded no matter what Ruan Qing said.
Uncle Qi felt unspeakably unhappy in his heart.
He couldn't tell what was going on. Just don't be awkward, I really want Ruan Qing to go home quickly and stop wandering in this poor mountain ravine.
He and Twenty-Seven belong to the mountains.
You can't come back from that place in Savage View on the same day, you have to stay overnight. Before the leaders came, Ruan Xiangyun communicated with them in detail. Everyone was mentally prepared and had brought equipment such as sleeping bags.
Check the number of people and vehicles and get ready to go.
Uncle Qi raised his leg to get on the village car without hesitation.
Secretary Ruan: "Dad, how about you..."
Uncle Seven: "Get out!"
Uncle Qi got on the bus smoothly.
(End of chapter)