Yun Yanhui and Zheng Ling came back after a while, and Zheng Xun didn't have time to worry, so he was naturally a little surprised when he saw them.
Zheng Ling felt a little proud, took the cloth bag out of his arms and unfolded it to Zheng Xun.
Zheng Xun recognized the hairpin and breathed a sigh of relief. He didn't expect that they would get the hairpin back in such a short time.
"It's really... work." After chatting with the yamen just now, Zheng Xun already knew the twists and turns, and raised his hand to return to Yunyan.
Yun Yan dodged back, avoiding the ceremony, and said casually, "Don't dare."
He went to get the hairpin, and it was Zheng Ling's affection, so naturally he didn't need Zheng Xun to thank him.
Zheng Xun was a little embarrassed and got up.
"Since this matter is over, I'm going to continue working. Everyone, don't accompany you." Yun Yan greeted her back and left.
Zheng Xun's father and son brought back the hairpin intact, which naturally caused another change in the empress. First, they were overjoyed, and then they scolded them for humiliating people before, but now they called for help. The child did his best and pressed the button. Not to mention.
Yun Yanhui was busy with people for a long time, and then he took over the shift and went back.
Zheng Ping was busy at home, and the other two children were not at home. She put a bamboo sieve on the balcony to bask in the spring that was picked today. Seeing Yun Yan returning, he raised his hand to greet him.
Yun Yan took two steps back, climbed up, and helped Zheng Ping to sunbathe together.
The people of Bianliang are called Chunbulao, and in some places they are called Xuecai and Xuelihong, which can be viewed and eaten.
"Mother, let's stir-fry a spring meal tonight." Yun Yan replied.
"En." Zheng Ping looked at Yun Yanhui and said seriously, "Brother Yan, are you unhappy today?"
Yun Yan was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously denied it, "No..."
He was very surprised how Zheng Ping knew, he should not have such a picture. Even if I feel a little unhappy because of the Zheng family today, it is unlikely to be so obvious.
Zheng Ping: "Today is the Buddha Bathing Festival. Whenever there is a festival, someone will definitely invite you to go out and play. If you enter the management office, most of you will be invited. If you don't go, there are two situations: there is something at home or something in your heart."
Yun Yan was ashamed. He really didn't expect Zheng Ping to observe so carefully. When he thought about it to himself, it really was like this. Although his expression is well managed, his behavior is revealing.
Yun Yanhui didn't want to tell Zheng Ping about this. It was different from Zheng Ling's existence. If he said that he was treated like that by the Zheng family, it would only make Zheng Ping unhappy.
So, Yun Yan told a small lie, "It's nothing, but today there are hooligans who are making troubles and wrangling with them, I'm a little tired."
Zheng Ping touched his head, "Brother Yan, don't be too tired."
"I know, so didn't I come back to rest?" Yun Yan smiled back, seeing that Zheng Ping had no doubts, she was relieved.
Yun Yanhui originally planned to rest at home for a long time to adjust his mood. Who knows, if he doesn't go looking for things, he has to find things at the door. In the afternoon, Huichong came.
The door was closed, and Hui Chong stood on the balcony and looked in the window. Who knew that his ankle was suddenly embraced by a pair of claws, which made him scream in fright. If there was any hair, it would definitely stand up.
Looking back, it turned out to be Yun Beibei's claws.
This guy has grown up now, and although he still can't climb on the balcony, he can grab a part of the balcony by climbing up twice.
Yun Beibei was heavy, and Hui Chong had to sit down, "Ouch, let go of me!"
Babe twisted a few times.
Hui Chong had to take out a piece of dried meat from his arms, put it to Bei Bei's mouth, and whispered, "This is what I'm going to eat secretly..."
Bei Bei grabbed the dried meat, let go of Hui Chong, and sat on the ground, hugging the dried meat and nibbling away.
"It's really a gangster..." Hui Chong said, and when he turned around, he saw that the window was opened at an unknown time. Brother Yan was lying on the window sill looking at him. He was startled and almost rolled down.
"Brother Yan, why don't you make a sound!"
"Senior brother, what are you doing here?" Yun Yanhui came out of the window and asked him while sitting on the balcony.
"Brother Yan, we've been copied." Huichong said, "There are people from Luqi who are hunting in the East Corner Tower, but it's the monk Yunshui who doesn't know where they came from. According to our book, there are still people. They are monks in our monastery, come and ask me, I will know."
The so-called Yunshui monks are monks who traveled around to study the Dharma, which means that those monks came from other places.
As for Lu Qiren and the jungler, it means the same thing. At this time, the more capable performers are all performing in the washer goulan, and the second-class performers are casually performing at a fork in the road or in a wide area. There is no stage, and they belong to street stalls. drive away. They are called Luqiren, and Luqi is the inversion of the word "fork", which refers to a fork in the road.
And this kind of behavior is called "playing the wild", just like the later Beijing city called "the land". At that time, there were many people who were playing the land in the Tianqiao.
Yun Yanhui felt a little surprised, "This year, there should be only monks who are 'showing' in our temple. These people are both monks and come from other places. Either they are playing wild for the first time, or they can't understand the rules..."
Every entertainer knows that you can "borrow" a little bit of someone else's book and change it for your own use. There is no copyright in this era, and it all depends on everyone's conscience. And copying this kind of behavior in its entirety is despised by all.
And there is another possibility...
"Or, they are deliberately trying to cause misunderstandings and make people think that they are monks from the Daxiangguo Temple in order to gather popularity."
"I think so too!" Hui Chong looked very unhappy, "Now the brothers and sisters are very dissatisfied, and they all want to find them, but I stopped them, and I want to ask you first."
Hui Chong said that when other senior brothers were looking for those people, they would definitely not be simply looking for them, I am afraid they were looking for trouble.
Yun Yan thought back for a moment, "Go, don't all go, you and I, call two more senior brothers, let's bow first and then soldiers, and ask what's the matter."
Hui Chong nodded and said, "I'll bring the Zen staff!"
Yunyan replied: "..."
Since he inspired everyone that the Zen staff can be used as a weapon after dismantling it, these two seem to be using themselves as warrior monks. Why don’t you go out with a Zen staff for self-defense
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Yun Yanhui stopped the indignant Hui Chong from bringing his Zen staff, and then called the two senior brothers to the East Corner Tower.
Dongjiaolou is an abbreviation for the southeast corner of the imperial city. The streets here sell many treasures such as jewelry, silk and satin, as well as food. Those Luqi people are playing wild in the "food street".
When you get to the left or far, you can see a circle of people around there, Hui Chong pointed, "That's the place."
When the street performers, this is the performing mode of ancient Jianghu artists in Yun Yanhui's memory. Unlike now, it is the mainstream in the washer, and the technology is better. This is probably because a few years later, because of the forcible dismantling by the government, the artists in the shack also wandered into the streets, and the two were mixed into one.
Yunyan squeezed back in, and as expected, there were two monks preaching the scriptures. They were not very old, in their twenties. They were wearing half-old monk clothes and a little stubble on their heads. They were all thin and tall. It looks a little desolate. There was also a younger monk, about ten years old, sitting on the luggage, not participating in the performance.
Listening to what they said again, it was actually a complete copy of the performance of the monks of the Daxiangguo Temple!
This complete copy is really copied from every word to the pause in tone. Except for the difference in voice, it is almost like the monk himself speaking. After directly copying the mature performance, it is no wonder that so many people can be gathered, and they are also mistaken for the monks of Daxiangguo Temple.
These two monks are indeed talented!
Behind him, Hui Chong also squeezed into the crowd, possessed himself and asked Yun Yan back: "Let's make trouble now..."
Yun Yan shook her head back, "You listen to it first."
Hui Chong listened carefully to the two of them. After listening to a paragraph, his face changed a bit. Just after they finished the paragraph, they changed the story again, and the tone of voice changed again.
"...My mother." Hui Chong completely confirmed that this is imitating the pair of common monk partners in their temple!
Moreover, each pair is generally the same, lifelike!
It was at this moment that the two Lu Qiren glanced at Hui Chong, were attracted by his monk robes, and looked at his face again. After a while, they started collecting money and stopped talking.
Since they didn't say anything, of course the crowd gradually dispersed, and soon, only the four of them and Yun Yan were left.
Since their memory is excellent, it's not surprising to see Hui Chong's face and recognize him, maybe they will imitate Hui Chong.
Yun Yan looked back at the two who came forward, put their palms together and saluted, and sang back, "Two senior brothers, dare to ask the name of the Dharma? I don't know where you came from?"
One person said ashamed: "Little monk Zhihe, this is Zhili, and Zhisheng. The three of us, brothers and sisters, travel around the world, and are not attached to any temples. I copied the words of your temple, I am ashamed, ashamed."
He actually took the initiative to raise the issue of his plagiarism, and his expression was very sincere.
Although this is the rule of the rivers and lakes, there have always been many rogues who do not obey the rules and act stupid.
Even the furious Hui Chong looked at it, but he couldn't help but calm down and asked, "I see that you are also a reasonable person. Since you know how to be ashamed, why do you still do it?"
Zhihe sighed: "To tell the truth, my brother Zhisheng had a serious illness when he first arrived in Bianliang, but we have no money, we don't know where we live, and we have nowhere to ask for help. We have no choice but to do this. , it is good to buy medicine to cure the disease.”
The people at Daxiangguo Temple took a closer look, and the young man named Zhisheng had a sallow complexion, and the posture of sitting on the luggage was strangely weak.
Zhili also said: "I wanted to say that it will take two days to cure him, but who knows that it will not be better after two days. In order to save money these days, we are all sleeping on the streets and borrowing places. Take medicine."
"Maybe he needs to recuperate because of his illness. He sleeps on the street and performs in the daytime. How can he take care of him well!" When Hui Chong heard that they were so pitiful, just to take care of his junior and senior brothers, he could see the deep affection, so his sympathy gradually grew.
Yun Yan turned back to watch, but gradually realized something was wrong, but said calmly, "In this case, let's find a place to shelter from the wind and talk slowly, and be considerate of that senior Zhisheng. There is a family over there. Panlou Hotel, what do you think?"
Of course, Hui Chong said loudly, "Junior Brother, let's go!"
Zhihe also put his palms together and said, "Amitabha, it is better to be respectful than to obey."
A few monks helped them to support Zhisheng, carried their luggage, followed Yunyan back, and entered the hotel with the gardenia lanterns.