Although Jin Lanting, the Duke of Yingchuang County, is an official from a wealthy local family, he is more popular as a scholar than an official, and he doesn't really look forward to climbing the officialdom. He just ascends to make a fu, raises geese and picks chrysanthemums. Chang He, just heard that Xu Fengnian, the eldest son of the King of Beiliang, was going to stay in Yingzhuan, and Zheng Hanhai, the eldest uncle of the family friend, threw such a big pie for him, Jin Lanting's mind was rarely heated. Liang is too close, it can't be counted as the only Dazhu Kingdom of that dynasty to rely on others, but after all, there are many things that need to be admired by Bei Liang, and being able to make friends with His Royal Highness is always a great thing, but the good things will return Good thing, Jin Lanting, who has a lot of cleanliness, got the news and asked his family members to stay away from the house by using the excuse of spring. The hat was smothered to death.
After cleaning the house perfectly, Jin Lanting happily went thirty miles outside the city to welcome guests, but a heavy rain chilled Jin Lanting's fiery thoughts, and a group of people didn't even look at the figure of His Royal Highness arrive! Back in the city, he was blocked by a servant girl outside the courtyard, and almost died of being laughed at by a group of warriors headed by Tang Yinshan. Lan Ting also wanted to be out of sight and out of mind as a literati, but this house is his, so where can he go? Fortunately, the icy maid from behind sent a message to inquire about the acquaintance of Lao Huangli's case. This is a well-known story in Jin Lanting in Yongzhou, and he immediately favored His Royal Highness who has a unique vision.
He didn't sleep well all night, and all the concubines and maidservants he liked in the house paid for the house. The night was long, and Jin Lanting woke up early in the morning with bloodshot eyes, but the house manager came early in the morning to yell that the peach forest in the backyard is the oldest. All the peach trees were cut down, and the servant girl on the side of His Royal Highness said that the peach wood was the best, and she wanted to use it to make some peach wood swords. Jin Lanting, who was dressing, gritted his teeth and told the housekeeper not to interfere. This matter, before Jin Lanting swallowed his grievances, a small steward who was full-time to raise white geese came in howling all the way, crying uncontrollably, and told Jin Lanting about the evil of His Royal Highness killing geese and roasting meat, Jin Lanting covered his heart , this frail scholar who is famous for his poems in Yongzhou was so angry that he turned around and took down an ancient sword hanging on the wall as a decoration. Seeing that the master was about to lose his mind and go crazy, he didn't care about committing crimes. He quickly blocked the figure of Duke Jin, who grabbed the sword and stopped the waist. Jin Lanting was as weak as a woman, struggled, and stomped his feet , Throwing the ancient sword that had not been drawn out of its scabbard after buying it with a lot of money, on the ground, lamented, lost his soul.
I thought my bad luck was over, but I didn't know that a big maid hurriedly came to the courtyard and whispered that the two wives were invited back to the house for some reason, and they were roasting goose with His Royal Highness at the moment. Jin Lanting fainted immediately after hearing the bad news, and several servants hurriedly helped the county magistrate into the house, in a hurry. That His Royal Highness, who looked at the beautiful tree facing the wind, is really a devilish star who is better than seeing once, and after only one night of cleanliness, the handsome Shinsaburo Ying rafter was lying on the hospital bed. The chief steward thought for a while, and was going to seek advice from the old Mrs. Jin in the old house. His Royal Highness didn't look like he was going to leave Yingzhuan immediately, and he couldn't teach him to bring the house into a smoky mess.
The chief steward finally waited until Master Youyou woke up, and saw the servant girl standing beside His Royal Highness outside the room, and said indifferently: "Your Highness wants Jin Lanting to take a few knives to cook it first, and he wants to teach the two ladies to write "Cooking Goose Posts" .”
Poor Jin Sanlang yelled "Zheng Hanhai killed me" half-deadly, and passed out again.
By the lake, His Royal Highness is doing the business of burning pianos and boiling cranes. Just now he personally chased a group of Jin Lanting's beloved white geese from the shore to the lake, and made a deal with Jiang Ni. She rowed a boat and read a thousand-word article , and then Xu Fengnian skillfully knocked out the two fattest white geese with wooden oars, and then picked them back to the shore. There was a group of geese in a lake, and they were so noisy that only the croaking of geese and the pale goose feathers on the lake surface remained.
The two beautiful ladies on the bank who were invited back to the house early in the morning were speechless. One of them was a little older, with a young woman's charm, a woman from the Yongzhou gentry, and the other had just entered the mansion not long ago. Regardless of her young age, her figure should be fine and she should be quite tall. She is a green and lovely person. Her identity is hard to figure out. She is just a literati's uninhibited romance. She has always been talked about by traffickers and pawns in the dynasty. The elegant demeanor, talent and beauty, will be a good thing in another thousand years. Which great writer doesn't have a few confidante who can warm the quilt inside and raise his face outside
As for reading, it is the real skill to be able to read thousands of bells in your hand and Yan Ruyu in bed.
It's a pity that this statement is nonsense by His Royal Highness, the son of the roast goose, and it can't be true.
Not to mention the goose roasting technique that stunned the two wives, Xu Fengnian can cook fish and sweet potatoes at his fingertips, except for spoiling the white geese that this group of literati like to raise in captivity, someone took Grandpa Wei to Taoyuan early in the morning to find a good one. Tao Mu, it seems that he intends to let Jin Sanlang flatter his ass on the horse's hoof. Qingniao brought a few knives of cooked rice paper, Xu Fengnian handed over the job of roasting the goose to Jiang Ni, and made her earn dozens of pennies, took out a piece of rice paper, wiped his hands, the two wives felt distressed for a while, and San Lang couldn't help it. He is stingy with money, but he is most obsessed with these elegant things. This one in front of him is so different.
Xu Fengnian looked at the older lady whose breasts and buttocks were also slightly bigger, and asked with a smile: "What's the origin of this Shuxuan? I haven't seen it before, and it's very smooth to use. Madam, tell me about it."
"Reporting to Your Highness, this rice paper is called Lantingxuan. My concubine went to Xishu to pick out green sandalwood skins in person, and handed them over to a local paper maker who has been making paper for generations. At first, the paper was made according to the ancient method. Not subject to heavy brushes, my husband continued to improve, and added hemp material to the pure bamboo pulp. This is why the Lanting Xuan printed with "Lanting Supervisor" is as white as snow and as soft as cotton. Yongzhou scholars now love it. Xuan paper, even the state herdsman praised it as shaking like fine silk without making a sound." After all, a young woman is a young woman, and her courage is much greater than that of the young lady. The old wine, after the man's training, is brewed bit by bit, with a special charm.
Xu Fengnian narrowed his eyes and said, "Ma'am, is it really as white as snow and as soft as cotton?"
"That's right, if His Royal Highness doesn't believe it, you'll know after trying it." The young woman looked panicked, but turned her head to deliberately ignore Xu Fengnian, and stared softly at the few pieces of cooked rice paper, her winking eyes were like silk, she didn't seem to be molested. Some startle reactions.
Xu Fengnian laughed softly: "I tried rice paper last night, what Madam said is true, but there are some, why don't you try it tonight?"
The corner of the young woman's mouth curled up, and she remained silent, keeping everything in silence.
A lady from a noble family, with a magnanimity in the world, is naturally not comparable to the little lady who can't even be called Xiaojiabiyu, let alone the little lady is so patronizing and panic-stricken that she didn't hear the vulgarity of Xu Fengnian's words when she looked at Mrs. Liu's chest Love, the little madam is just afraid of being robbed into the yard by the prince during the day to do such shameful things. He is the biological son of Xu Rentu, the military officer is the king with a different surname, the civil officer has the title of Dazhu Kingdom, and one person has two identities of the most glorious and apex of the dynasty. If His Royal Highness really wants to do evil, what should she do? Saburo must have heard the news long ago, but he hasn't shown up so far. Is he acquiescing? What can I do? The little madam was heartbroken, and she glanced at the young and handsome His Royal Highness, a pair of beautiful and simple pair of knives hanging from her waist, she was slender, dressed in brocade clothes and jade belts, compared with Saburo, she was more elegant and strong. Too much, if His Royal Highness held him in his arms and pressed him down... Thinking of this, the little madam, who felt absurd and ashamed, blushed and lowered her head, not daring to look at the handsome man who seemed to be able to make her make mistakes with just one look. Brother Yi.
Jiang Ni listened to Xu Fengnian flirting with that shameless old woman, she didn't feel anything, this is the style of Xu Dasao from Beiliang, who is the king of Xu Xiaoyan, if she has always been the same Xu Fengnian who practiced swords, she would be a stranger up.
The old sword god arrived by the lake at some time, stuffed a string of half-baked roast goose into his mouth, chewed a few big mouthfuls, was a little surprised at Xu Fengnian's skillful technique, and rarely praised him: "Boy, don't scare Jiang girl with a knife. , Diverted to set up a barbecue shop, and the storage business is booming."
Xu Fengnian laughed it off, he was used to the old man's dog not being able to spit out ivory.
The lady doesn't know the identity of this sloppy old man, so she doesn't dare to make a mistake. The lady doesn't have any scheming, but secretly hides her instinctive disdain for the old man. A young wife from the Xu family would not get along well with her either. The young lady Mrs. Xu forced herself to show a gentle smile to the old man. Isn't it worth pretending to respect an old man who can say a lot to His Royal Highness? She doesn't even have this bit of vision. How can she, who is still childless, stand up in the inner court? It's a pity that she met an old man who was the least like a sword god in the world. Li Chungang, who had a broken arm, chewed on a goose leg without any grace, glanced at the young woman's heavy breasts, and said vaguely: "Look at your tits, they are so big. Rare, are you tired from walking, if you are tired, let grandpa rub it for you at night?"
The young woman is really scared to death. It is nothing to be taken advantage of by the romantic and suave prince. Whoever takes advantage of the other has to say something. If she wants to be bullied by the old guy in the tattered sheepskin fur in front of her, then she can really do it once. The chaste martyr. She begged for help and looked to His Royal Highness Shizi, but His Royal Highness was indifferent.
Xu Fengnian just asked: "Are there any masters after Qixuan frame of Longhu Mountain?"
Li Lao Jianshen said calmly: "After Qi Xuan frame, I don't know. It's probably because a field of rice is not as good as a field, but the head teacher who is the same generation as Qi Xuan frame, it is rare to be a man and not vulgar, so I don't know that he is dead." No, why, I heard that you have a foolish younger brother who was practicing there and was bullied, so you want to trouble the Taoist priest of Longhu Mountain?"
Xu Fengnian smiled.
Finally remembering the terrified young woman beside him, Xu Fengnian said perversely: "Ma'am, I heard that you are a talented woman from Yongzhou who is proficient in qufu and calligraphy. You will go to this world's ovary to write "Cooking Goose Stickers" at night. There will not be two ladies left here."
The young woman, whose charming face was faintly visible, left the lakeside with the relaxed and regretful little lady as if she had been granted amnesty. The curvaceous back of the young woman walks from left to right, with a swaying style, but it's a pity to see her front up and down.
Xu Fengnian waited for them to go far away, and tacitly looked away with the old man, and then he said: "I don't dare to be angry with Yu Yiqing of Longhu Mountain, just go up the mountain and have a look, I want to know what the Heavenly Master's Mansion is like Heaven on earth."
The old sword god Li Chungang spat out a mouthful of goose leg bones, and said indifferently: "What is the Tianshi Mansion, the view of the Demon Slaying Terrace on the top of the lotus flower is good, boy, if you have the courage to mess around there, the old man will accompany you up the mountain."
Xu Fengnian asked with a smile: "Really?"
The old man wanted to get the second goose leg, but was slapped off by Jiang Ni with iron tongs. Looking at the angry little girl, he could only swallow his saliva and said, "The old man never cares what he says. People in the world believe it or not."
Xu Fengnian didn't say a word, he really couldn't understand Jiang Ni, who was pretending to be arrogant, the old man said, "Who would believe a mouth that can't be controlled by a goose leg."
Xu Fengnian laughed loudly, the old man looked indifferent to His Royal Highness's troubles, he just begged Xiao Nizi: "Girl Jiang, two goose legs can control you!"
Jiang Ni, whose face was full of smoke because he didn't know much about roast goose, said angrily: "Bring me the money!"
The shy old sword god could only sigh.
Yu Youwei, who had been standing far away, approached holding Wu Meiniang, Xu Fengnian beckoned and said, "Come, try my handicraft."
She didn't come, so Xu Fengnian walked over with the roast goose. She shook her head, not to take the barbecue, and asked softly: "Aren't you afraid to piss off the county magistrate Jin Lanting? The scholars in Yongzhou already have bad intentions towards Beiliang, and like to call the people of Liangdi barbarians. Are you adding insult to injury?"
Xu Fengnian asked: "Why do you care about these things?"
Yuyouwei snorted coldly.
Yesterday, the white cat Wu Meiniang was pinched by Xu Fengnian's neck and thrown to the ground. She was holding a grudge and didn't even look at His Royal Highness.
Xu Feng smiled young and said: "Don't worry, the two ladies are far less beautiful than you. I can't take my eyes off them. I just teased them. Believe it or not, when I leave Yingzhu, the two of them will have sex with that Sanlang again, thinking about it in my mind." All of them will be the son of this world?"
Yu Youwei stared at this guy in a daze, feeling unbelievable, and said angrily, "What kind of a scoundrel are you!"
Xu Fengnian smirked and said, "Youwei, your place is more spectacular than Mrs. Xu, are you tired?"
Yu Youwei hugged Wu Meiniang tightly, trying to cover the scenery in front of her chest, but it was in vain, it would only make it more full, this time she didn't escape like last night, but raised Wu Meiniang's two paws, which shared the same hatred, and said: "Mei Niang Mother, bite him!"
Xu Fengnian made a grimace, "Bite me if you have the ability."
The young fish wei was defeated immediately.
When talking to him, there are always too many double entendres involving bedside sex, which is really hateful.
Old man Li stole a piece of roast goose while Jiang Ni was not paying attention, and put it in his arms. Seeing the scene here, he thought that this kid had gone astray in nine out of ten learning knives, but this is against the little lady's wrist. It's very similar to when I was young.
Why don't the old man hold his nose to show kindness and teach this kid a few excellent swordsmanship
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Dongxi said that he wanted to enter the Tianshi Mansion, but the little monk was stupid and unwilling, so he had to follow suit.
The little girl walked up the stairs, stopped suddenly, and looked around very carefully.
The little monk asked suspiciously, "What's wrong?"
The little girl said mysteriously: "Didn't you listen to those pilgrims who said that in order to suppress evil and exorcise demons, the Celestial Master will put four things in front of the four gates of the Celestial Master's Mansion. The first store will put a bowl to hold water, and put water on top of the bowl. A piece of chopsticks becomes a big river with iron cables. A broken winnowing bucket hangs at the second door, which is a white-fronted tiger with eye-catching eyes. At the third door, a rope made of grass is twisted under the stone steps, which is a big black python. Ah, I Forgot what the fourth door is, stupid Nanbei, tell me."
The little monk said softly: "It is said that if you put an ancient sword of seven stars, it becomes a formation of thirty-six heavenly gangs and seventy-two earth evil swords. Things, these are all bluffs, don't be afraid. If you don't believe me, look, this first How can there be a bowl in the Taoist sect?"
The little girl looked left and right with her eyes wide open, and indeed she didn't see the bowls and chopsticks, let alone the raging river, but she was still a little timid, she just heard her father speak ill of the Tianshi Mansion at home, how could she really have the courage to go into the Tianshi Mansion? After all, this is not her home. At home, you can play tricks with the abbots, big and small. Xu Fengnian said that when you go out, to be a heroine, you need to pay attention to your image, and you have to pretend to be a lady. The little monk dared not enter the door when he saw the most admiring, yearning, and most delicate thing in his heart. Although he was a coward who was a hundred times more afraid of meeting cockroaches and mice than things in the monastery, at this time he had the courage to protect flowers. Said: "Shi, don't be afraid, I'll just go in first, you hold my cassock sleeve, if I get beaten, don't worry about me, just run back and wait for me at the foot of the mountain. Here, here is the water bottle for you, in case you get thirsty when you go down the mountain."
The little girl said with a bitter face: "Stupid Nanbei, I'm even more afraid when you say that. If you can't read scriptures, you can't even fight."
The little monk said helplessly: "Master said that debating scriptures is just a quarrel. He used this as an excuse and never taught me the real skills."
The little girl said angrily: "You are stupid, you still blame my father?!"
The little monk quickly explained: "No, no, it's not bad for master to quarrel, otherwise I can stay with my wife."
The little girl raised her chin and said triumphantly: "That's right, my father is very capable, Nanbei, you are too stupid."
The little monk turned his head to look at him and rolled his eyes, something said that I was stupid, I admitted it, but if he said that the master is so capable, I would not believe it.
The little girl tugged at the cuffs of the little monk's cassock, and didn't want to turn her head, but she didn't dare to let Ben Nanbei lead her into the Tianshi Mansion. What if Ben Nanbei was really beaten? She wants to run, is she still a heroine? If Xu Fengnian finds out about it in the future, will he be laughed at
"Where did the little monk come from?"
A teasing voice came from behind the little girl and Ben Nanbei, and the startled little girl turned her head to see a young Taoist priest in a yellow and purple Taoist robe. He was older and taller than Ben Nanbei, but his face was The smile is so self-conscious, but it is actually very hateful. It is so much worse than when Xu Fengnian was a beggar from the foot of the mountain to the top of the mountain.
The little monk shy away from everything, saw this yellow and purple Taoist priest in the Tianshi's mansion, but he didn't have any reason to be calm, he just put his hands together and said: "The little monk's name is Yichan, and he comes from the two Zen temples. Talk to the heavenly master about Zen."
The yellow purple Taoist was obviously stunned for a moment, as if he noticed that the young monk's cassock is not vulgar, and his aura is far from being comparable to that of ordinary monks, but when he heard the young monk claiming to talk about Zen with their Zhao family's Tianshi, he couldn't help but sneered , how about Liangchan Temple? So you can come to Tianshi Mansion to show off? He didn't even open his eyes to see what was written on the couplets behind the pillars! The fairy guest in the Tianting Mansion, the prime minister's home in Longhu Mountain. There are countless Taoist jungles in the world, but this one is the only one with no semicolon! Do you, little monk, consider yourself the abbot of the Two Zen Temple? Do you want to come to your door and call for a fight? The young Taoist stared at the little girl's face, hey, compared to the aunts and sisters of Longhushan Kundao, it seems a little more worldly, not beautiful, but it has a fresh taste, why don't you hug it and kiss it Mouth
The young Taoist priest Huang Zi, who was very favored on Longhu Mountain, walked up to the little girl and said with a smile, "Zhao Ningyun, the Taoist priest in the Tianshi's mansion, dare to ask the girl's name?"
The little girl frowned and said, "You live here? Are you still surnamed Zhao? Are you one of the three little celestial masters in Longhu Mountain?"
Zhao Ningyun, who was originally in a good mood, had gloomy eyebrows.
The little monk stood in front of the little girl and said calmly: "The Buddha said, a good dog will not block the way. If you are not a great celestial master in the celestial master's mansion, then get out of the way."
The little girl tugged on Ben Nanbei's sleeves, and asked softly: "The Buddha said this? Don't lie."
The young monk with delicate features and brimming with spiritual energy turned his head and smiled, showing his white teeth again, and said in a low voice, "Damn, I didn't see this in the scriptures, so it doesn't mean the Buddha didn't say it. This is what Master taught me." , He said that to be a monk, one must have the courage to become a Buddha. If I become a Buddha who can burn relics in the future, isn’t there a source for this statement?”
The little girl giggled and said, "It's rare for a stupid Nanbei to be smart once."
The little monk nodded vigorously, what happened to the Tianshi Mansion, the little monk practiced Zen, but even the abbot was too scared to speak.
The little girl and the little monk were whispering here, and Zhao Ningyun was already so angry.