Chapter 105 Listening to Chaoting Cao discussing military and political affairs, the old worshiper cleverly calculates marriage
Li Chungang, who was hurt by this girl again, sighed and continued to drink while dealing with the barbecue. It’s true that being with the prince is the most comfortable. It’s not a question of how clothes are. The sheepskin fur on his body is quite fit, but it’s not easy to open his mouth when he is in the world. In the past, people only saw how magnificent and domineering the sword god’s sword was. They knew how easy it was to deal with the opponents in the sword path, but it was difficult to serve his own Five Insect Temple, especially in a place where people rarely visited. It’s easy to find wild game, but it’s really troublesome to barbecue yourself. So what if you are invincible in the world? You don’t need to eat, drink, defecate, and don’t fart. The old sword god looked around for a week and glared at the Jiu Doumi Taoist Priest who looked at him with a respectful look. What are you looking at? A man is still as good as a girl in Huaichun. I still have money on my face. Li Chungang sighed in his heart. Looking at it, Jiang Ni is the most suitable for his love. As for that kid, he is so careless.
Princess Pei stood up with Yu Youwei and asked quietly, “Where will the horse team go next?”
Yu Youwei said calmly, “If nothing unexpected happens, I will go directly to Jiangnan Road.”
Princess Pei was about to speak, but the old man who was disrespectful to the old lamb fur threw a piece of barbecue bone on her round buttocks that could not hide her charm. She smiled and said, “Be careful at night, that boy always peeks at you. By the way, he just told me that you would make you have many positions, such as Guanyin sitting on lotus, old man pushing a cart, old tree putting on roots, roasting goose holding the moon, anyway, I don’t understand it very much, I don’t know if you, Princess Jing’an, understand it. I guess that all eighteen martial arts have been practiced, and it’s time to dawn. I’m going to call you for breakfast tomorrow morning, or good people to do it to the end, and I’ll give you some late supper to you later.”
Pei Nanwei even wanted to die.
The scriptures in Liangchan Temple are numerous and composed of the sixteenth floor. There are still many lonely books that cannot be put down. Although this place is not a forbidden place, it is just a place where incense is not burned. Pilgrims dare not walk without permission in this Buddhist holy land, which seems to be a shortage of people in this area. Only some monks in the temple come and go in a hurry, either borrowing or returning books. Therefore, today the three of them looked particularly eye-catching. A young woman looked like a young woman and was holding a young monk wearing a special monk’s robe and kept talking. The poor monk was scolded with his ear twisted. When he saw the monk in the temple, he still wanted to greet him. Among those monks, there were many Taoist monks with the Hui generation. They were all in their seventies. When they saw the young monks who often taught them, they would bow with their hands together. However, when the old monks saw this scene, they all looked at their noses and their hearts, as if they had seen nothing. As for the young monks in the temple, those who were a little braver, they blushed and grinned at the young woman and a girl behind the monk. They were a little braver, so they stopped and followed a few steps, called the master’s wife, and they were more close to the girl of their peers. Unfortunately, the little girl ignored her and thought she was not careful.When he was annoyed, he stared at him and said annoyedly, “Go away, who will you light the lamp in broad daylight?”
The little monks smiled and scattered, not forgetting to look back at the girl.
The young woman who kept twisting the ears of the monk angrily said, “Nanbei, you are loyal! If I hadn’t asked our daughter to take action, how long would it take for you to give your master to say, what did your master hide in the scripture pavilion? This time I received a love letter from a vixen under the mountain?”
The young monk who had to walk on tiptoe said with a bitter face: “Master, there is really no. Master is really studying Buddhist scriptures. During the past few years, when the abbot gave me those letters, I would take the initiative to hand them over to the master’s wife.”
The young woman smiled and said, “Fuck, no time was it not to be cut off by something first, you two big-far children were peeking there. What’s so good about it? Isn’t it just to express admiration, admiration, lovesickness, these girls don’t know how shy they are, and they talk about love with a monk!”
These three are of course the East and West girls, the little monk, the stupid monk, and the Tiger Master’s wife, who is very famous in the two Zen Temples.
The things finally came out to stand up, “Mom, you still married a monk.”
The young woman treated her daughter very kindly, and increased the force of twisting her ears, but turned her head and said softly: “Daughter, how can this be the same? Mom, who will go to hell if I don’t go to hell? Your father will harm your mother a woman.”
The stupid and Nanbei quickly expressed his loyalty and said, “Master’s wife is great and has great merit!”
After hearing the flattery, the young woman not let go, but twisted again, and said, “Okay, Nanbei, you are getting more and more slick like your master. You will know the principle of turning the rudder when you go down the mountain twice! This is great! Daughter, be careful in the future.”
The young monk was in tears.
It’s over, I guess I’ll have to have half a bowl of rice every next half month.
Alas, forget it, just use the copper coins I saved to go down the mountain to buy good-looking clothes.
When he arrived at a sutra building, the young woman finally let the young monk go, shouting angrily, not losing to the Buddhist lion, “Li Be careful!”
The young monk said timidly, “Master, Master, Master said that monks do not speak of their reputation, and the Word does not speak of longevity.”
The young woman ignored her, and said angrily, “Shut up.”
As soon as the young woman finished shouting, a monk in white jumped out of the towering attic in a pissing manner, came to the young woman, and smiled, “Wife, are you tired of walking, knocking on your legs?”
If outsiders were present, they would definitely think that the arrogant woman showed along the way, and she would have to pick up the monk in white before she could give up. But when she really saw her man, she said softly: “I’m not tired, I just haven’t seen you for several days, and I miss you a little.”
Real name turned out to be Li Dangxin’s monk in whitePeople smile intoxicatingly and don’t speak.
Since there is her, there is no Zen in the world.
The girl from the East and West shook her head and walked away with anger. The little monk followed her and asked softly, “Go to play chess.”
The girl was thinking about which abbot to go to to ask for fruits to satisfy her cravings and frowned, “Aren’t you going to tell a few old monks of the Shi generation that are so gradual?”
The little monk looked at the hot weather, and his hair on his temples was tightly pressed against his cheeks, feeling a little distressed, and said, “There is still an hour left, why don’t you find a place to cool off?”
The girl just said absent-mindedly, “Why haven’t Xu Fengnian come to our temple to play yet?”