Zhao Yunchu and his entourage left Tokyo and headed to Hebei West Road. Zhao Yunchu chose to ride horses, but Yunyan returned to his poor riding skills, so he sat in the carriage. Xiaobao and Shuangyi are also here. Xiaobao is sleeping in the carriage at the moment, and she is not too panicked. Shuangyi is dressed in men's clothes and rides the same horse, but she is relatively close to Yunyanhui's carriage. Chat with Yunyan back on the ground.
Zhao Yunchu and the others rode official vehicles and horses. During the Northern Song Dynasty, the utilization rate of various horse-drawn carts, mule carts, and donkey carts was the highest. Animals' behavior is extremely inhumane.
The imperial court will also provide officials with carriages and horses for official use. Higher-rank officials even have special cars. The salary will also include the cost of raising horses, which is equivalent to modern fuel subsidies.
For business trips like Zhao Yunchu and the others, they can also use the post coupons issued by the Privy Council to adjust their horses at the post station. This post coupon is commonly known as the horse head.
Zhao Yunchu peeked at Yun Yanhui and felt that Yan Ge'er's expression was very calm, not like a person who went abroad for the first time.
It was Shuangyi who asked a lot about border issues. Among the people accompanying this time, there were old officials who had been at the border, and they explained some common sense to Shuang Yi with a smile.
Shuang Yi said with emotion: "I really want to arrive soon."
On the one hand, she couldn't wait to see An Su Jun, on the other hand, it was a torture to travel.
"This condition is not bad." Yun Yan replied.
From Tokyo to Ansu Army, there are many plains between the two places. If you change to another place with many hills, you don’t know how many roads you need to go around and how many mountains you need to climb. This is the helplessness of living in ancient times.
At this time, the route was different from that of modern times. It was calculated that the Ansu Army had to walk two thousand miles faster. If the horses were constantly changing along the way, the Ansu Army would be able to reach Ansu in about six or seven days.
In fact, Yun Yanhui knew that many people in later generations believed that it was because there was no natural danger around Tokyo that it was attacked by foreigners. It's just that this time, it really makes their travel a lot more convenient.
Not to mention that Yun Yanhui had already tried his best to prepare for the comfortable travel, and brought the doctor Xiaobao with him. This is an era when the flu can kill people. There are many bacteria outside, so I have to be careful.
Yun Yan reassured Shuang Yi in return, and after seeing how boring everyone was, she started to think.
Because this was Zhao Yunchu's first time to go out on errands, his parents still walked a little bit, such as asking the officials to send more guards. Looking at it now, all of them are indifferent faces, and the atmosphere is really dull.
"That's it... I'm idle when I'm on the road. Let me tell you a story." Yun Yan raised the volume and said.
Anyone from Bianjing who has never played in Wazili has heard stories of talking artists who have been to Wazili.
At this moment, this little official from Kaifeng Mansion claimed to be telling everyone a story, and they couldn't help but look over curiously.
Shuang Yi was very happy, she liked to hear Yun Yanhui tell stories, especially when they were young, Yun Yanhui would tell some very interesting stories in order to coax Xiaobao to sleep.
Yun Yanhui: "Most people here don't know me, they only know that I come from Kaifeng Mansion. In fact, before I entered Kaifeng Mansion, I lived in Daxiangguo Temple, where I was a lay disciple of Zen Master Zhiran."
After Yun Yan replied with the last sentence, the people present suddenly burst into laughter.
"What's wrong? What did I say? I understand that Zen master is really my master!" Yun Yan looked around blankly, but everyone laughed even more.
There is no way, since Daxiangguo Temple has been established by the Buddhist monks, Yunyan added understanding to all the jokes in a single thought. All the common monks have been adhering to this fine tradition, and in their stories , all the protagonists are known, even if they are not, they will appear as supporting characters or easter eggs.
After several years, the people of Bianjing now know that he is not only the abbot of Daxiangguo Temple, but also a deeply rooted stalk.
It was deeply rooted in the hearts of the people who were still doubting whether Yun Yanhui would tell stories, but when they heard these two words, they spit it out - isn't this the most classic beginning of a layman? There is a Zen master in our temple!
Of course Yun Yanhui knew this. The sentence he added was only for performance effects. When everyone laughed until their stomachs hurt and their voices gradually began to laugh, he continued: "It seems that everyone knows him."
Another knowing chuckle.
Yun Yan replied, "It is said that when my master crossed the river once, he happened to be crossing the river with a girl, and she glanced at her inadvertently, and the girl became furious, saying that my master was a lecherous monk who peeked at a good woman. Who is he? He is highly respected, although he has no ghosts in his heart, but in order to avoid suspicion, he closed his eyes. This girl is even more angry, saying, "You don't count me peeking at me, and you dare to think of me in your heart!"
At this point, everyone laughed.
Yun Yanhui went on to say: "What is this called? My master had to turn his body on his side."
Everyone also thought, this time there is always nothing to say, right
Yun Yan returned and learned, "The girl said, "Okay, I got it right, you feel ashamed to see me!"
The crowd burst into laughter.
Xiaobao was woken up inside. After listening to a few sentences, he muttered, "Brother Yan is very narrow, and he arranged the master..."
Yun Yanhui's sense of rhythm in the Washeri has not been lost, and he has grasped it very well. The atmosphere has been mobilized, and the people who have been interested have asked him to continue speaking. So, Yun Yanhui put the name of Ran on the jokes that he still remembered, and told everyone again.
I have to say that after such a game, everyone's relationship has become much more harmonious, with smiles on their faces and high spirits.
Yun Yan looked back at this mental state and was very satisfied.
It's a pity that there are both gains and losses. Their carriage broke down on the way. Although there were people who could repair the carriage along the way, it was delayed for a while. As a result, the sky was getting dark, and they couldn't reach the nearest inn.
At this time, unlike modern times, there are street lights on the road at night, and it is pitch black everywhere, making it difficult to travel at all. After some discussion, we looked at a temple in front of us, so we might as well spend the night there.
The size of this temple is not large or small, but there are also a few humble houses. Usually, this kind of temple will undertake the accommodation business, so Yunyan went back to knock on the door.
Not long after, a young monk came out to answer the door. Seeing that there were so many of them, he jumped.
Yun Yanhui hurriedly explained that he was here to stay, but the monk was very timid. Yun Yanhui knew that many evil officials were deceiving people at this time. Besides, there were many of them in the group. , Of course, this monk was afraid that he would cause trouble if he didn't make any money.
Although he couldn't stop them by himself, Yun Yanhui comforted him very kindly, "Our official is from Dali Temple, and we are under strict rule. Staying tonight will not disturb the temple in the slightest."
The monk looked at him timidly.
"You and I are half my own," Yun Yan smiled back, revealing her identity, "I'm a lay disciple of Zen Master Lingran from Tokyo Daxiangguo Temple."
As soon as he said that, a few people behind him couldn't help but burst into laughter - this time, this little brother Yun is still in a funny mood.
Naturally, the monk didn't know what they were laughing at, and said in a daze: "Really? Then we are from the same clan. Many years ago, our abbot sat down with Master Shanshui with Zen Master Lingran to listen to the lecture. Last year, we also went to Tokyo. I borrowed the scriptures. I did hear the abbot laughingly talk about a layman surnamed Yun, who is now in Tianqingguan. I don’t know if it’s your senior or junior?”
"My master has only two vulgar disciples in total, and the only one with the surname Yun is me. I was working at Tianqingguan in Kaifeng Mansion, and now I have been assigned to accompany the officials to the border." Yun Yan smiled slightly, "I want to come to the abbot and say It's me, I didn't expect to have such a relationship."
After the two talked about the past, they relaxed a lot in an instant. Not to mention that the monks in the world are one family, anyway, they are in a relationship, and this monk has to call Yun Yan back as a senior brother.
"Senior brother, all the officials please come in, and I'll report to the abbot." The monk stepped aside embarrassedly and invited them in.
Yun Yanhui also turned around and was about to call everyone in. Unexpectedly, when he turned around, he found that except for Zhao Yunchu, Shuang Yi, and Xiao Bao, everyone else was staring at him blankly, their exaggerated mouths all grown.
Yun Yan raised her eyebrows: "What's wrong?"
One of them raised his hand tremblingly, "Brother Yun, you, are you really a disciple of Zen Master Ming?"
"Why, I told you the story of my tutor all afternoon, do you all think I'm bragging?" Yun Yan replied seriously.
Everyone: "..."
They all thought in their hearts, "Damn me, how dare you say that?" I don't even think about the story you're talking about! However, they did not believe that what Yun Yan was saying was true from the first sentence, there was no way, who made it clear that it was already a stalk, and now some jokes are used.
Yunyan urged them to enter the door, and these people were still fluttering under their feet, feeling a little refreshed. When they thought of Yun Yan's funny jokes before returning, their cheeks twitched.
Zhao Yunchu and the others didn't say anything, so they silently watched Yun Yan come back to pretend.
Seeing that everyone was spitting up blood, Yun Yan laughed back and laughed twice, before she broke it, "Just kidding with you, I spent some time with the lay monks in the temple."
When Yun Yan said this back, everyone was relieved.
That makes sense! It turned out to be really a joke! But to think that it was said by the master disciple of Zen master, it is really special... I feel it.
After entering the temple, Yunyan met with the host of the temple and had a good relationship. Although the two of them had never met, they had Ran as a bridge, so it was fine.
The host looked at them and said apologetically, "It's not a problem to stay overnight, but there are only a dozen or so rooms in the Han Temple, so I'm afraid I'll neglect you all..."
Yun Yan looked back at Zhao Yunchu.
Zhao Yunchu said lightly: "It's okay, just squeeze it, it's better than sitting on the ground."
Yunyan nodded back: "Exactly."