The Taoist gate is closed.
The sweet-scented osmanthus is in full bloom, the wind is clear, the clouds are shallow, the sky is like glass, and the clarity is like ice.
Clusters of golden yellow, pale yellow, silver and white surrounded the branches, heavy and overwhelmed, and there were a few birds jumping around on the branches.
The branches swayed gently, and the petals rustled and fell, covering the faces of the deer underneath.
The deer shook his head and sneezed again.
On the short table next to it, a lot of petals fell into the bowl before the tea soup was poured into it. The teapot is brewing in a small fire and the fragrance of tea is mixed with the fragrance of sweet-scented osmanthus, which maintains the refreshing and rich fragrance at a wonderful balance. , it makes you feel comfortable.
Gui Luo is making tea and the Taoist temple is quiet. It is undoubtedly a pleasing scene that can be drawn into the painting, but Yang Guang's focus is not on this.
He was looking at the man who was making tea.
The other party was wearing a Taoist robe, his head was tied in a bun, and the dress was very simple and ordinary, but Yang Guang had to admit that the simpler it was, the more outstanding this person was.
How many years has it been since you first saw this person? Yang Guang didn't think about it, but he must have been a lot of years since he was a teenager, but this person is really like a fairy, and he doesn't look old at all.
Of course, Yang Guang knows that when martial arts practice reaches a certain level, he will indeed be like this person, always youthful. It is said that there are many people like this in the rivers and lakes, but because of this, life is extraordinarily beautiful. It takes a few more glances to be impressed.
"The backyard is shabby and cannot accommodate guests. If you want to ask for immortality, please go to the front door."
A clear and peaceful voice came from behind the door, Yang Guang was a little embarrassed, and couldn't help but glance at the person next to him.
The latter lowered his eyebrows, his face was calm, and he was not impatient because he had waited with Yang Guang for a long time, nor was he embarrassed by being called out. feeling to a minimum.
Now that he was discovered, Yang Guang simply laughed and pushed the door open: "This king saw the tranquility of the Taoist Temple, so he took a walk around at will, but unexpectedly came here, disturbing the tranquility of the real person, and I hope for forgiveness."
Although he said so, he had no intention of retreating in spite of difficulties. Instead, Da Lala came in because he thought that the master of the Taoist temple could not refuse him.
Yang Guang has been smooth sailing since he was a child. The love of his parents has made him almost nothing unsatisfactory, and his personality is naturally a little self-respecting.
"It turned out to be King Jin, please come in."
Shen Qiao smiled slightly, but did not show any displeasure - Yang Guang thought that the other party did not dare to show his displeasure - if Xuan Du Guan wanted to continue to establish a foothold in Chang'an, the support of the imperial court was indispensable.
Because he was standing outside just now, it was inevitable that he would be suspicious of seeing no injustice. At this time, Shen Qiao did not stand up to salute, and Yang Guang was embarrassed to care too much. He motioned for the person next to him to sit down as well.
"I just smelled a real person making tea outside. The aroma of the tea was so tempting that I couldn't help but stop. Presumably, the real person wouldn't blame us for the abrupt visit?"
Shen Qiao smiled and said, "Of course not. I don't know who this guest is?"
Yang Guang pretended to be annoyed: "I forgot to introduce to the real person, this is the monk Yuxiu, the disciple of the wise master, and he is still my father's junior brother in detail!"
Zen Master Wise was born in the Tiantai School, and was the brother of Fa Yi, Xueting and others. In the past two years, in order to conquer Buddhism, Yang Jian did not hesitate to worship Zen Master Wise as his teacher with the respect of the emperor to show his importance to Buddhism. , The status of Buddhism has risen, and the limelight has not been two.
But the monk Yuxiu in front of him, although he had no hair on his head, was wearing a normal uniform instead of a monk's robe, so after Shen Qiao heard of his identity, a hint of surprise appeared on his face.
Yang Guang: "I will lead the monks to the Taoist gate, won't the real person be unhappy?"
Shen Qiao smiled and said, "Of course not. The visitor is a guest. If the King of Jin and the Zen master don't dislike it, they will try the rough tea brewed by the poor Taoist."
Yang Guang smiled casually: "A real person makes tea with his own hands. No matter what, he has to try it. When he goes back, he can boast to his father and mother!"
He and Yuxiu took the tea bowl and lowered their heads to taste.
The tea is indeed rough tea, even with the scent of sweet-scented osmanthus, it is hard to hide its bitterness. Yang Guang is not used to drinking it at all. He can't help frowning after taking a sip. He put down the tea bowl and glanced at Yuxiu again. He quietly held the tea bowl and took a sip, neither fast nor slow, and drank it all.
Yang Guang laughed to himself: "It seems that I don't know the tea ceremony. This tea is wasted for me."
Shen Qiao: "The King of Jin is serious, since the tea has become a tea soup, it is drunk with others, the King of Jin drinks it, and others drink it too, it is still in the belly, and it is still in the belly, we can't talk about it. It's not a waste of money."
Yang Guang was stunned, not knowing how to answer for a while.
On the other hand, the monk Yuxiu said, "The real person's words are very Zen."
Shen Qiao smiled slightly: "Buddhism and Taoism have something in common. It seems that Zen Master and my Taoism are also related."
Yuxiu also smiled: "Others all say that real people are clumsy at words and refuse to open the altar to preach, but the poor monk seems to be different. The real people are very good at the art of machine debate!"
His appearance was originally only delicate, but this smile has the color of flowers, which is eye-catching.
Yang Guang: "When Yuxiu studied under the wise master, he also learned martial arts from his teacher, Master Fayi. It is said that he is a genius born in Tiantai sect for decades, and his aptitude is even better than that of Xueting. I was born too late and didn't have time. Seeing how powerful Monk Xueting is, I wonder if I am fortunate to have Yuxiu ask the real person for advice?"
Shen Qiao's gaze swept over the two of them, landed on the tea bowl in front of him, and said lightly, "With the aptitude of Zen Master Yuxiu, I am afraid that he will achieve great success within a few years.
This is refusal.
Yang Guang felt very unhappy.
He had the intention to make good friends with Shen Qiao and Yan Wushi, but the latter was uncertain, and it was rare to meet him once. Even if he did, he would not give Yang Guang face. His parents, uncharacteristically, did not stand by his side, which made Yang Guang really annoyed.
As for Shen Qiao, Yang Guang personally went to the door several times, either closed the door or was politely rejected. Shen Qiao seemed to have no interest in making friends with His Royal Highness King Jin, even though he was polite and polite. This is undoubtedly an invisible slap in the face for a darling like Yang Guang. Yang Guang was so angry that he smashed things in his bedroom several times, but he was even more unwilling in his heart.
The only thing that can be comforted is that Xuandu Mountain and Huanyue Sect, although they did not accept Yang Guang's gesture, they did not intend to get close to the prince.
Looking at Shen Qiao's handsome and gentle profile, Yang Guang felt a little frustrated and resentful.
Shen Qiao had a life-saving grace for him. He knew it. Back then, the traitor Chen Gong held him hostage all the way out of the palace, and Shen Qiao rescued him, but Yang Guang felt that his parents had given enough to Xuandu Mountain over the years. , enough to offset his life-saving kindness to him, so deep down in his heart, there is actually very little gratitude to Shen Qiao. Xuandushan leaned towards him.
But it was a pity that Shen Qiao was always lukewarm, and together with Xuandushan, he kept a certain distance when he treated King Jin.
After thinking about it, Yang Guang didn't dare to show the slightest rudeness and disrespect: "The real person is too modest, in terms of seniority, Yuxiu is still your junior, and it should be your guidance, but if you don't want it, you can't force it. In a few days it will be the Double Ninth Festival, and I have already informed Your Majesty that a banquet will be held at Cuihua Mountain Villa on that day.
Speaking of this, he was afraid that Shen Qiao would feel that there were too many people and would not go to the banquet, so he added a sentence: "At that time, there will be no idle people at the banquet, only the famous Buddhist and Taoist families in Beijing will imitate the famous people of the Wei and Jin Dynasties and sit and talk. , not an indecent feast!"
Shen Qiao looked apologetic: "It's unfortunate, today Pindao is going to leave for Xuandu Mountain. I'm afraid I'll be on Xuandu Mountain in a few days and I won't be able to attend the banquet. I also ask King Jin to forgive me."
Anger swept across Yang Guang's face, but he quickly regained his smile and drank the tea bowl: "It's hard for me to be strong, the real person doesn't need to care!"
When Yang Guang and Yuxiu left, someone behind the pillar said leisurely, "You offended him severely."
Shen Qiao didn't look back, drank a few sips of tea soup, and said, "And Sect Master Yan just hides in the house like a tortoise, and let me be this villain."
Yan Wushi laughed: "Who told Daochang Shen to be compassionate and kind-hearted, if I came forward, then Yuxiu might not even be able to get out of the gate of Xuanduguan!"
Shen Qiao glanced at him and said nothing.
Yan Wushi bent down, his lips touched his side face and rubbed his face, leaving a hot breath all the way, and finally stopped by Shen Qiao's ear.
"I planned to come back to spend the Qixi Festival with you, but I didn't catch up, but I won't miss the winter solstice."
Shen Qiao's face was a little red, and he didn't know if it was caused by the heat or because of embarrassment.
"You've been here for a long time."
Yan Wushi smiled in a low voice and continued to tease: "So Taoist Shen misses me?"
Shen Qiao banged, and her face turned redder: "You know what I want to ask is not this..."
"Which one is that?" Yan Wushi seemed to take pleasure in teasing him, and seemed to be very interested in his ears. He wouldn't let go when he bit it. From the pinna to the earlobe, he was quickly licked and soaked. His whole body was stiff, as if he had been immobilized, and he couldn't move even half an inch.
"Did you..." He struggled to mobilize his willpower, "deeply penetrated the territory of the Turks?"
"No, I went to Goguryeo." Yan Wushi was still able to spit out a series of complete and fluent words, because his hands had already begun to penetrate into the indescribable place and let him gallop on his own.
Shen Qiao: "Goguryeo? Where are you going... for what?"
Yan Wushi: "There is a lot of ginseng there, which is considered a business for the Huanyue Sect. I made a detour to the Eastern Turks and stopped by to see. Duan Wenyang is now doing well in the Eastern Turks, and he has won a lot of money from the Dulan Khan Yong Yulu. Reusing it is like the second fox and deer."
Shen Qiao shook his head: "He didn't put his mind on martial arts, and he would never be the second fox and deer, but I think that monk Yuxiu just now is very interesting."
Yan Wushi: "Why, it's not enough for you to have me, you even want a monk?"
Shen Qiao's face was flushed all of a sudden, and her mouth was open. She was angry and wanted to argue, but she didn't know where to start. She was both pitiful and cute.
Yan Wushi couldn't help laughing, he directly picked up the man and walked in.