Lingyanzi was holding two small bags in his hands, "Can I come in?"
"If I say no, will you break my head?" Nan Feng asked with a smile.
Lingyanzi knew that Nanfeng was teasing her, so she glanced at him and walked sideways through the door.
Nanfeng stretched his head out and looked around, and closed the door when he found that no one was looking here. There is a reason why he is so cautious. The Taiqing Sect has strict rules, one of which is that men and women cannot enter each other's dormitories. Of course, this rule only applies to Taoist priests and does not include the handymen who empty the toilet.
Lingyanzi was a few years older than Nanfeng. He was not restrained after entering the door. He put the cloth bag he was carrying on the wooden table, then frowned and looked around, "Why is it so messy?"
"Come on, please take a seat." Nanfeng casually dragged a round stool over, "I'm here as soon as I come. I don't bring anything with me. I'm not an outsider."
Nanfeng's words were very problematic. Lingyanzi frowned slightly, but she was already used to Nanfeng's outspoken words, and she didn't take her anger seriously. She leaned over and sat down, "Thanks to you, I haven't been able to have free time these days. Today When I have free time in the evening, I will come and see you and thank you again."
"It's such a trivial matter, why are you still thinking about it?" Nan Feng sat opposite Ling Yanzi, "By the way, have you caught the bandit?"
Lingyanzi shook his head, "Although I escaped from the thief, I know his origin. This person's name is Sui Hongchang, a thief from Jiangbei. He has committed many evil deeds in his life and is notorious. However, his ancestral home is the Western Wei Dynasty. I don't know why he appeared here." Be here."
"Maybe he committed a crime in Jiangbei and came to the south to hide." Nanfeng said casually.
"This person's whereabouts are uncertain and it is difficult to find him. Poor Senior Sister Lingji, I am afraid it will be difficult to avenge him for a while." Lingyanzi sighed softly.
"As long as you know who it is, it's easy to tell. Sooner or later, you won't be able to escape him." Nanfeng comforted.
Lingyanzi nodded, then looked up at Nanfeng, "It was my fault before and I shouldn't have whipped you. Now that I think about it, I feel really ashamed. You don't know martial arts, how could I hit you so cruelly. "
Seeing Lingyanzi's solemn and sincere words, Nanfeng was a little embarrassed, "I shouldn't have framed you on the mountain road and embarrassed you. Even if we are even on this matter, don't thank anyone. Don’t blame anyone.”
Lingyanzi smiled and nodded, "How old are you this year?"
"It's almost fourteen, where are you?" Nanfeng took the opportunity to ask.
"Three years older than you." Lingyanzi replied.
"It's quite auspicious." Nanfeng smiled.
"Huh?" Lingyanzi frowned in confusion.
Nanfeng realized that he had made a mistake and hurriedly picked up the pot and poured water for Lingyanzi, "Come on, come on, drink water, drink water."
Lingyanzi did not drink water, but stood up to help Nanfeng clean up the house. At the same time, he had a casual conversation with Nanfeng. He asked about Nanfeng's origins. Nanfeng avoided a few important points and did not hide anything else from her. .
After learning that Nanfeng was an orphan, Lingyanzi felt pity and Liandao should not have beaten him in the first place.
Although Nanfeng held grudges, he did not hold grudges randomly. The most important thing was that he had already taken revenge on Lingyanzi. This time Lingyanzi apologized one after another, which made him feel ashamed. He had gone too far that day and should not have gone to his daughter. Pour urine into the child's teapot.
Lingyanzi was a disciple of the Kun Kun Dao, and he knew the Dongshen Sutra very well, and he wanted to give guidance to Nanfeng, but Nanfeng was not thinking about that, and he was talking nonsense. On the day of the incident, Lingyanzi was wearing casual clothes, but this time he was wearing a Taoist robe. , this blue preaching robe looks more and more rustic when worn on a man, but it becomes more tasteful when worn on a woman.
"Okay, it's getting late, I'm going back." Lingyanzi stood up and said goodbye.
Although Nanfeng was reluctant to let go, he couldn't keep it. He stood up and took the things on the table, "Bring this thing with you..." He felt the weight of it was wrong midway through the words, "What's in this?"
"Some snacks and a thank you gift." Lingyanzi walked towards the door.
Nanfeng put down the larger cloth bag and opened the small cloth bag. He was stunned by what was inside. It was gold, three round golden cakes, each as big as the palm of his hand.
"You, you," Nanfeng turned to look at Lingyanzi and saw that Lingyanzi had already left the door. He quickly grabbed the small bag and chased it to the door, "Hey, hey, hey, you take this thing back."
"This is a thank you gift." Lingyanzi did not look back.
At this time, someone was walking around in the courtyard, and Nanfeng couldn't chase him out. He could only return to the room with the cloth bag, poke his head out of the room, and watch Lingyanzi leave.
After Lingyanzi left, Nanfeng closed the door, put the small bag on the table, picked up the gold cakes one by one, inspected and weighed them. The weight measured at this time was much lighter than that in the Qin and Han Dynasties. A fist-sized rice noodle steamed bun weighed one pound. , each of these three gold cakes is the size of a palm, and the total weight is close to three hundred taels.
Someone who can produce so much gold must have a very prominent background.
Feeling suspicious, Nanfeng called Cao Meng over and asked about Lingyanzi's life experience, but Cao Meng didn't know.
Nanfeng couldn't sit still, so he took out a can of wine from under the bed and went to look for Lingxizi. Lingxizi was a Zhike Taoist who belonged to the Hall of Secular Affairs and did not live in Xiahe Hall.
But Lingxizi didn't know Lingyanzi's true identity, he only knew that she was a blood relative of the royal family.
Nanfeng was a little disappointed when he didn't find out Lingyanzi's true identity, but he wasn't too disappointed. At least he knew that Lingyanzi was a relative of the emperor. No wonder this guy came down the mountain to go shopping every now and then. It turned out to be a woman from a wealthy family.
Nanfeng slept very uneasily that night, feeling both nervous and excited. It turned out that the white flowers he saw before belonged to Jinzhiyuye. They were both of royal blood, and Lingyanzi was much prettier than the horse-faced princess.
The horse-faced princess is the youngest sister of the current emperor. She is almost 20 years old and has no husband yet. Lingyanzi is several years younger than her. It is obvious that she is not the same generation as the emperor. She should be the daughter of the emperor's brothers and sisters.
At this time, Nanfeng stopped thinking about Zheng Xian and began to think about Lingyanzi. This was not because he was frivolous, but because everything had to be explained for a reason. Why, Zheng Xian had always ignored him and ignored his behavior. There was no response, and he didn't even say hello before leaving. It was normal for him to forget Zheng Xian, but it would be abnormal not to forget.
Nanfeng has reached the age of emotion. Although he is ignorant, he has begun to understand that emotion is a feeling. Part of this feeling comes from the other person's words and deeds, and part of it comes from his own imagination. It has a real side. There is also an ethereal side.
Nanfeng doesn't care about the right person, he will pursue her if he likes her, no matter who she is. However, after thinking about it, Nanfeng decided not to pursue her yet. He is still not old enough and cannot grasp the scale. If he shows his kindness rashly, he will end up doing it badly. After being screwed up like Zheng Xian, this must be done, but not now.
Whether or not he went to do morning lessons all depended on Nan Feng's mood. In the early morning of the next day, Nan Feng didn't do morning lessons again. When everyone was doing morning lessons, he went to Lingyanzi's room and returned two gold cakes. He didn't withdraw all the money, but he still kept one. Just because he didn't value money didn't mean he didn't understand the importance of money. He was about to run out of money, so he had to keep one, but he couldn't do that stupid thing of pretending to be fat.
After returning the gold cake, Nanfeng walked around in front of Tianqi's room as usual, but didn't come back, and Tianqi still didn't come back.
After the morning class, a group of new Taoists went down the mountain to practice martial arts in the Yin Yang Square in front of the mountain. Nan Feng followed him. The minister who led the team saw him sneaking in midway, but he was too lazy to criticize and scolded him, no matter what happened. It's just habits that come naturally. Nanfeng always skips classes, but they have gotten used to it.
Interest is the best teacher. Studying the scriptures is a hard job, laborious and exhausting, but Nanfeng likes to do it. Although the process of enlightenment is tedious and difficult, once you gain something, you will feel like you can see the sun through the clouds, and you will suddenly become enlightened. , extremely refreshing.
Different people come to meditate on the same scriptures, and gain different insights. The root cause is related to personal talent, experience, knowledge, and age. Nanfeng is young and has no one to teach him, so what he gains from meditating is different. Qi training methods and martial arts experience, as for the mysterious magic hidden in the scriptures, he has always been difficult to separate and integrate.
The new Taoist priests have now begun to practice Five Elements Boxing. The moves and routines are all the same. Nanfeng Zhaolupao, also followed by punches and kicks. In fact, he doesn't think Five Elements Boxing has any use at all, and he just practices it as an activity. Legs and feet, warmed up.
While everyone was practicing martial arts, Nanfeng discovered that Tian Chengzi and two other Taoists were coming down from the mountain. The three of them were carrying long swords behind them and carrying baggage in their hands. It looked like they were going on a far journey.
Among the three people, Nanfeng knew two of them, one was Tian Chengzi, and the other was an experienced Taoist who was present when Tian Dezi and others asked him that day. The other middle-aged Taoist was unknown to him.
Nanfeng wanted to go over to talk to Tian Chengzi, but there were people around him. It was inconvenient for him to go there, so he could only move to the edge of the crowd and try to attract Tian Chengzi's attention. However, Tian Chengzi did not look here and walked across the square with the other two. , went south.
"What are you looking at? I want to follow you." Minister Xu came over.
"Brother, uncle, what are they going to do?" Nanfeng asked.
"Go to Qingzong for official duties," Minister Xu pushed Nanfeng, "There are pilgrims watching from a distance, stand back quickly..."