There are countless scriptures in the Sutra Pavilion of the Liangchan Temple, which consists of sixteen floors. There are still many lone books that cannot be put down. Although this is not a forbidden place, it is just that there is no place to burn incense. Pilgrims dare not walk without authorization in this Buddhist holy place. It seems that there are few people in this area, only some monks in the temple come and go in a hurry, either borrowing or returning books. Therefore, today the group of three people is very eye-catching. A woman who looks like a young woman is holding the ear of a young monk wearing a special monk's cassock. The young woman keeps nagging. , I still have to salute and greet them politely. Among those monks, there are many eminent monks of the wise generation. They are all in their sixtieth age. When they see this young monk who often teaches them Dharma, they will also respectfully salute with their palms together. It's just that when the old monks saw this scene, they all stared at the scene, as if they didn't see anything. As for the monks of the younger generation in the temple, those who were a little less courageous would blushed at the young woman and the people behind the monk. A girl grinned, and if she was a little courageous, she stopped and followed a few steps, and called out "Ms. Mistress", more to get close to the girl of the same age. He stared angrily and said, "Go, go, who are you going to gather so many bald heads and light the lamps in broad daylight?"
The little monks laughed and dispersed, not forgetting to turn their heads to peek at the girl.
The young woman who had been pinching the little monk's ear said angrily: "Nanbei, you are showing loyalty! If my mother hadn't let our daughter out, how long would it have taken you to confess your master? Say, what is your master hiding in the scripture pavilion this time? Have you received a love letter from another vixen under the mountain?!"
The little monk who had to walk on tiptoe said with a bitter face: "Master, it's really not true. Master is really studying Buddhist scriptures. In the past few years, whenever the abbot handed me those letters, don't I give them to my wife immediately?" .”
The young woman smiled and said: "Fart, when was it not cut off by something first, you two big fart children peeking there? What's so interesting, isn't it just beating around the bush to express admiration, admiration, and lovesickness? I don't know how to be shy, but I'm talking about love with a monk!"
These three, of course, are Miss Dongxi, the little monk Bennanbei, and the very famous tigress wife of the Liangchan Temple.
Dongshi finally came out to fight the injustice, "Mother, you married a monk."
The young woman treated her daughter very kindly, she twisted her ears harder, but she turned her head and said softly: "Girl, how can this be the same, mother, if I don't go to hell, who will go to hell, your father harmed mother, a woman, enough."
Stupid Nanbei quickly expressed his loyalty and said: "Master's wife is very kind, and her merits are immeasurable!"
After listening to the flattery, the young woman not only did not let go, but twisted again, humming and laughing: "Well, you are getting more and more slippery like your master, and you will know the truth of turning the rudder when you go down the mountain twice? This It’s okay! Girl, be careful in the future.”
The little monk wants to cry but has no tears.
It's over, I guess I will have to eat half a bowl of rice in the next half month.
Alas, forget it, let's use the saved copper coins to buy nice clothes for things to go down the mountain.
When they arrived in front of a sutra building, the young woman finally let go of the young monk and shouted angrily, not inferior to the roar of a Buddhist lion, "Li be careful!"
The little monk timidly said: "Master, Master said that monks don't talk about their fame or their life."
The young woman ignored her, and Shi Shi said angrily, "Shut up."
The young woman had just finished shouting, and with a whoosh, a monk in white rushed out of the towering attic with a gesture of pissing off, came to the young woman, and said with a smile: "Daughter-in-law, are you tired from walking, can you tap your legs?"
If an outsider was present, one would think that with the arrogance shown by this woman all the way, she would definitely have to tidy up the monk in white before giving up, but when she saw her man, she said softly: "I'm not tired, it's just I haven't seen you for a few days, and I miss you a little."
The white-clothed monk whose real name turned out to be Li Danxin smiled intoxicatingly and did not speak.
Since there is her, there is no Zen in the world.
Miss Dongxi shook her head old-fashionedly and walked away. The little monk Bennan Bei followed behind her and asked softly, "Going to play chess?"
The girl who was thinking about which abbot to ask for melons and fruits to satisfy her cravings frowned and said, "Aren't you going to tell some old monks of the Shizi generation about that meal?"
The little monk looked at the hot weather, and the hair on the east and west sideburns were tightly attached to his cheeks. He felt distressed and said, "There is still an hour, why don't you find a place to enjoy the cool?"
Dongshi just said absent-mindedly: "Why hasn't Xu Fengnian come to play in our temple?"
The little monk smiled brightly, showing a mouthful of white teeth, and then recommended himself: "How about I tell Master to let me go down the mountain to find Xu Fengnian? Show him the way?"
Dongshi didn't speak, but turned his head to look at this stupid Nanbei, alas, a few years ago, stupid Nanbei was half a head shorter than himself, why did he grow so much taller all of a sudden? Walking to a shady verandah under the eaves of a scripture pavilion, sitting on the railing, holding his chin, he said, "Stupid Nanbei, you are so stupid, what will you do if I am not by your side in the future?"
Although Stupid Nanbei has been scolded by the family for being stupid, in fact he is taking care of these three lazy guys, but he just thinks about this problem very seriously, and his expression on his face is more than that of the eighty or ninety-year-old Shizi in the temple. The old monk was still serious when he asked him about the ambiguity of the Buddhist scriptures. He seemed to have finally figured it out, and said with a smile: "It's okay, as long as you are happy, look at the master and wife, how loving you are, and you will definitely be like this in the future. Stuff, don't worry Well, monks don’t lie, I keep my word, and I will definitely give you a box of the best and most expensive rouge in the future. As for the relics, you can probably afford it.”
Miss Dongxi turned her head and patted the little monk's bald head, "You really want to become a Buddha and burn out the relics, are you stupid!"
Stupid Nanbei smiled foolishly.
It's pretty stupid.
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After leaving Qingzhou, he went straight to Jiangnan Road without stopping. At last, His Royal Highness did not cause any more troubles, nor did loyal official officials jump out to make troubles, and there were no gangster heroes who used their lives to gain fame to block the way. After reading some geography, without taking care of the mountains and rivers, the whole Yuzhou passed through without any waves.
During these days, people rarely live in the busy streets of the big cities. They either camp in the wilderness, or some private houses outside the city of the former Beiliang Army. Everyone sees Qinggang Chong bullfighting every night, and His Royal Highness leaves. The clothes are often neat and tidy, and when they come back, they are covered in dust and naked. Princess Jing'an, who seems to be in an unembarrassing position in the team, was told by His Royal Highness that she was proficient in Danqing, and asked her to draw together with Wei Shuyang Yuyouwei. Fujiang's pattern of red armor is used as compensation, so she doesn't need to do some humble chores done by servants and maidservants. Now Princess Pei is wearing an extremely simple wooden hairpin cloth, not only does not damage her charm of rouge to criticize beauties, but It adds a bit of elegance that is destined not to be seen when wearing Fengguanxiayi.
After leaving Qingzhou, crossing Yuzhou and reaching Yangzhou, Princess Jing'an, who fell from the golden jade to the muddy dust from the beginning to the end, was very determined and did not try to escape. This is probably closely related to the march of Feng Ziying Xiaoqi.
After driving through the Tang and Song County at the junction of Qingyang and Yangzhou, there is only one Xiongbao County away from Huting County on the Jiangnan Road. In the carriage, His Royal Highness raised the curtain. It becomes a willow, and at first glance, it is full of soft greenery that makes people feel relaxed and happy. It is just that the scenery in the south of the Yangtze River is picturesque, and one side of the water and soil nurtures the other side. Even women are good at horseback riding and archery. Not to mention Xu Weixiong, who is excellent in swordsmanship in the royal palace, Xu Zhihu is just as good at bowing horses. A few years ago, it was said that a woman from an official in Beiliang married Jiangnan and traveled with her husband to the mountains and rivers. The thief, the man hid sobbing, but it was she who drew the knife in person, and it was a joke.
Xu Fengnian put down the curtain and said with a sneer: "Gentlemen have six skills. The men here are probably not as good as our girls in Beiliang in both shooting and imperial examination. It's ridiculous. I want to see this group of Jiangnan moral gentlemen who are known as the world's first-rate moral gentlemen. !"
In the carriage, apart from the maidservant Qingniao who was recovering, the one who read the book was Princess Jing'an instead of Jiang Ni. It seemed that the little clay figurine was angry with His Royal Highness during this time, and didn't even do the big things of earning money, and couldn't say a word for a few days. This hard work is done by Princess Pei. She originally came from a top gentry family. She has been immersed in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting since she was a child. When she was studying, she stared at that small cherry mouth, but luckily after looking back, she didn't make any moves, otherwise, Princess Jing'an might become a chaste and martyr and kill herself by biting her tongue.
Princess Pei has been reading "Snow on the Head" for the past two days. Compared with the secret book a few days ago, she is much more comfortable, but she can clearly feel that after entering Yangzhou, the prince of Beiliang has a vague sense of arrogance. , Just like when talking about the four characters of a moral gentleman, holding a knife in both hands, there are so many murderous intentions that even a layman like her who doesn't understand martial arts feels cool all over her body.
Xu Fengnian turned his head to face the blue bird, his expression softened a lot, he leaned over to help her smooth a strand of blue hair behind her ear, and said with a smile, "Don't worry, you will be able to walk in ten and a half months."
The blue bird leaning on the wall of the car lowered its head and said softly: "I heard from the old sword god that the young master squandered the two golden pills of Longhu Mountain on the little maid."
Xu Fengnian flicked her smooth forehead with his finger, and jokingly said: "Prodigal? Who the hell told you that it was profligate, stand up and see if this son will cut him ten or eight knives!"
The blue bird looked up and said nothing with red eyes.
Xu Fengnian opened his mouth and nose with his hands, made a pig's head grimace, and said a witty joke in "The First Snow" in a low voice, "Eldest brother, elder brother, it's not good, master was taken away by the goblin again. Eldest brother, elder brother, It’s not good, the female goblin has been kidnapped by the master again.”
Qingniao laughed and cried, her hands tightly clenched the hem of her skirt.
Seeing that she was in a better mood, Xu Fengnian let go of her hand, and said with a happy smile, "Two Dragon and Tiger Mountain Golden Pills are not worth much. This son has a lot of silver, gold, and wealth, so he cares about that?"
Qingniao said softly: "But this golden pill can't be bought with money."
Xu Fengnian stretched out his hand to pinch Qingniao's cheek, twisted it lightly, and taught him a lesson: "If you think about it any more, you can just find a knight-errant and marry you off. I don't care if he looks crooked or not, are you afraid?"
In Wutong Garden, the blue bird who counted her coldest temper rarely smiled sweetly, "I'm not afraid."
Xu Fengnian pretended to be annoyed, and pretended to fight, "I even used my trump card, so I'm not afraid of it? What should I do!"
Qingniao smiled lightly and said, "Any knight-errants will be stabbed to death with one shot."
Pei Nanwei felt cold when he heard the conversation between the master and the servant. These days, I have drawn maps with the only Yuyouwei who can talk and the old Taoist Jiudoumi, and I know a little bit about the horror of the red-armored man in just a few words, but in front of me, I was seriously injured by Wang Mingyin but did not lose to the red-armored puppet. The maidservant in Tsing Yi swung a gun so mightily, she couldn't imagine how a woman with a delicate body could learn such a strong and fierce marksmanship.
Xu Fengnian saw that Princess Jing'an was in a daze and forgot to read, so he picked up the Xiudong scabbard and slapped her thigh. Princess Pei's thigh was hot and painful, so he only dared to look at each other angrily, and continued to read angrily, and pronounced his words a lot harder. Xu Fengnian helped Qingniao to lie down to rest, and Yang Qingfeng, who was driving, said in a deep voice, "Your Highness, there are three carriages fighting for the way at the fork in the road."
Xu Fengnian raised his eyebrows, "Is there still a need to say this? Talk to Captain Yuan, who is leading the way, and we bumped into each other."
Princess Pei immediately heard people jumping on their backs outside, some people were swearing with a Yangzhou accent, and then they hissed and wailed. No need to think about it, the gang of Yangzhou people suffered a great loss from being dumb, and there was no movement in an instant, and the carriage in which His Royal Highness Shizi was riding continued to move forward without hindrance. Xu Fengnian sneered and said: "Scholars outside Beiliang said that our culture is so vulgar and the customs are terrible, except for the stick in the crotch, it's just a stick. Damn it, I'll let these bastards know that they don't even have a stick. nothing!"