Zhao Ran sat down beside Jiuru with the scroll, put down the scroll and pointed at them: "These are all carefully selected by me, all of them are like flowers and jade, and they are all charming. ”

"Then let's see. "Nine as the road.

Zhao Ran likes Jiuru like this, everything is like this, so he hurriedly passed Xiao Er to take a lamp over, so that Jiuru could take a closer look, and then reached out and took a picture of his favorite painting scroll and let go of it with his hand and said mysteriously: "Look, do these eyes have a little bit of imagination with your uncle?"

Jiuru looked down and said, "There are so many similarities." ”

Zhaoran looked at it from the side, Jiuru eyelids drooped slightly, the eyelashes between the eyelashes were like long cedars, and the pupils were like Zehu, reflecting the candlelight on the table, as if the glory of this room was all in the bottom of the eyes.

He sighed in his thoughts, feeling that it was still a little aggrieved to say one or two points.

Zhaoran let go a little more: "Isn't this nose a little similar?" ”

"It's also a little. "Nine as the road.

Zhaoran let go a little more, and said happily: "This mouth, isn't it a little ......?"

Jiuru opened his mouth and asked, "Are you looking for my sister?"

Zhao Ran was speechless, hurriedly threw away the scroll in his hand, and unfolded it again: "How about this? This woman has white skin and round eyes, and a plump body, which is good." ”

Jiuru poured herself a cup of tea and did not reply.

This is not satisfied, Zhao Ran understands, he is not discouraged, and immediately picks another pair: "How about this one? This young lady has a slender and light body, pink cheeks and red lips, and it is not bad." ”

Jiuru raised his hand to drink tea and was still silent, and said clearly: "Don't worry, don't worry, I have a lot here." ”

But when he finished showing all the painting scrolls, Jiuru had been drinking tea unhurriedly, and his back was a little sweaty when he was busy, and he was a little annoyed: "Jiuru, there are so many portraits, none of you can see a little? Even if you can't look at them, you have to say what you are satisfied with about these young ladies, and I have a direction." ”

Jiuru pointed to one of the portraits and said, "This girl's eyebrows are good, it's better not to be too curved." ”

Zhao Ran hurriedly leaned over to take a closer look, only to feel that the girl's eyebrows were sparse, and it was okay to have a pair of willow eyebrows, but if it was straight......

Jiuru pointed to another portrait: "This girl has a good nose. Then he pointed to the other two, "This girl's lips, that girl's height." ”

Zhao Ran took a closer look, and they all felt that the place selected by Jiuru was not very extraordinary, but this must not be said, even if Jiuru said that a fat pig was beautiful, he would have to agree with it.

So he clapped his hands and praised: "Good vision, uncle doesn't say it, I haven't seen it, so carefully pondered, it really has a special taste."

Jiuru's expression had a ripple: "You can see it too?"

Zhao Ran thought that he didn't see it, but said in his mouth: "Of course!"

"It's really not beautiful, but if you look closely, it won't make people forget it. Jiuru seemed to recall, and did not speak for a moment.

Zhaoran said "oh" in his heart.

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The teahouse was very lively, and Zhaoran was a person who loved to join in the fun, so he opened the window to listen to what was being said downstairs, only to hear the tea guests below spitting and saying: "How is this not true, Mrs. He has asked Niangniang to take her into the palace, and it is rumored that this is going to be a memorial arch for Mrs."

"This immortal is Master He, why do you want to build an archway for Mrs. He?"

"What a fool!" the tea guest in front of him reprimanded, "The master is an immortal now, how can he care about us erecting a monument in the mortal world, this is to be erected, it is also a temple!"

"If Master He builds a temple, it will be the same as the Dachang Temple of this national teacher...... Who's bigger and who's small?"

Zhao Ran couldn't help but glance at Jiuru next to him.

Everyone was speechless for a while, and someone else also said: "This is true, the Buddha of the National Teacher Pagoda slashes demons and destroys demons, it is obvious to all, even if Master He becomes an immortal and sets up a temple, but this miracle is not obvious, and he can't go past the national teacher, right?"

"What do you know?" said the tea guest in front of him, "Why don't you ask Master He how he became an immortal?"

"Tell me, how did this become an immortal?"

The tea officer drank a bowl of tea before saying: "That, it's because Master He worshiped the true Buddha, he worshiped the Buddha's mother, and Master He sold his family property to build a temple for the Buddha's mother." Seeing his sincerity, the Buddha's mother specially gave him an immortal ascension talisman to help him become an immortal. No matter how powerful the Buddha is, it can't be as powerful as the Buddha's mother, who do you say is big and who is small?"

Everyone looked suddenly enlightened, and nodded again and again: "That's right, the Buddha and the Buddha's mother, of course, this is a mother who is more powerful than a son." ”

Zhaoran almost squirted out of his mouth with a sip of tea, but Jiuru just listened quietly.

"This old man set up the temple is the eastern suburbs of Jixiang Nunnery, there is something to do you might as well go to worship, I tell you that there is a temple where the real Buddha is there, that is different. ”

A famous vendor selling snacks outside hurriedly came in and said, "Everyone has heard of it, it is rumored outside, the Buddha's mother wants to give the national teacher the ascension talisman to help him ascend to heaven!"

The tea guests below rushed to the top for a while, and Zhao Ran almost applauded, but he didn't expect Fu Heng to have a set, which was simply a spear to attack the shield of the son.

The national teacher is now in a dilemma whether he should or should not, if he answers, he will be sent to death, and he will not be criticized by others at the risk of death.

Fu Heng's move, Ji Xiao was at a disadvantage before he could fight.

Zhao Ran said hypocritically: "Jiuru, how can the national teacher be good now?"

Jiuru replied: "The national teacher should be carefree, don't worry." ”

Zhaoran thought in his heart that I was worried, but I was worried that I couldn't kill him.

He used chopsticks to dip the water in the east and the west to put together the facial features that Jiuru had just liked, and the more he looked at the people on the table, the more he looked like a cabbage that had only spent the winter, wilted, and his eyebrows were bland, but the more he looked at it, the more familiar he became.

Hey, how can you meet each other?

He suddenly remembered something, a mouthful of tea was sprayed on the table, isn't this person just pretending to be like a mother, he looked at the water surface that dripped down, and thought to himself, how could this be?

Jiuru turned his head and asked, "What's wrong?"

Zhao Ran hurriedly bent down and coughed twice: "I was too worried just now, and the tea was divergent." ”

Jiuru said: "You are very concerned about the national teacher. ”

Zhao Ran subconsciously corrected: "What I care about is you!"

As soon as he said this, he was a little weak-hearted, and added a sentence in a hurry: "How to say, you are also my uncle, of course I care about you, the national teacher is Aiwu Jiwu." ”

Nine is like a shallow "oh" word.

Obviously, his heart was weak, and he didn't dare to linger any longer, and he didn't even dare to look at Jiuru's face: "It's not early, I should go back." ”

Jiuru didn't object: "Okay, then I'll come back tomorrow." ”

Zhaoran ...... in his heart He asked, "Tomorrow, maybe Miss hasn't found a few yet." ”

Jiuru said: "Don't you want to go to Jixiang Nunnery tomorrow?"

Only then did she know that Jiuru was right.

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The two of them went out of the tea shop, and Zhaoran felt that his Zhongqi was a little insufficient, but he heard Jiuru say again: "Is there a woman in your family named Jiang Biqiao?"

"Yes, I have a younger sister named Jiang Biqiao. Zhao Ran was a little surprised.

Jiuru said: "Have you ever heard of whether she is married to anyone?"

Zhao Ran said with a little horror: "No." ”

Jiuru frowned slightly, and then said lightly: "I know."

After saying that, he left behind the confused Zhaoran and walked away very simply.

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Jiuru walked not far before he heard the rustling sound in his ears, he turned his head slightly, only to see the tide-like sludge behind him began to spread up, he turned his head and walked straight into the door of a Taoist temple.

When the two Xiaodao saw Zhaoran, they hurriedly walked over and bowed.

"Is the Sheep Late Daoist here?" asked Jiuru.

"Wait at the Buddha Hall. ”

Jiuru waited for a while, and Yang Wan walked in in a patched robe: "Buddha, I was about to look for you." ”

"Are you here for the Buddha's mother?"

"You've heard that, too. ”

"This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to get rid of the national teacher. "Sheep said late.

Jiuru said: "He won't compromise lightly." ”

Yang Wan said: "What the national teacher relies on is nothing more than Wan Guifei, we can give Wan Guifei a big gift." ”

"A big gift?"

"Kagura Palace can report to His Majesty that the Son of Heaven is the Mandate of Heaven, and there are high-ranking monks who ascend to immortals, and they should personally preside over the ceremony, but because the Son of Heaven is often related to Sheji, the crown prince can be asked to preside over the ceremony on his behalf. ”

Jiuru said: "But the prince is innocent." ”

Yang Wan said: "That is, the prince, when he can sacrifice himself for the people of Dawn, my generation will not go to hell, who will go to hell?"

Jiuru glanced at him: "You are a Taoist priest, what kind of Buddha do you read." ”

Yang Wan put her hands together and said: "My heart seeks the Tao, and the monks and Buddhas are nothing more than seeking the Tao, why do you need to divide it so carefully." ”

Jiuru walked out of Kagura Palace, looked up at the lights in the distance, and then at the churning sludge under the steps, and then walked down the stairs and stepped on the sludge to go away.

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Zhaoran asked A-Ning as he walked, "Am I a little similar to Jiang Biqiao?"

A Ning smiled: "Young Master, you and Miss Jiang were originally brother and sister, at first glance it doesn't seem to be very similar, but if you look closely, it is always similar." ”

Zhaoran's face immediately looked like he had eaten a salted melon dish: "What a sin!"

"Iniquity?"

Zhao Ran hurriedly said: "Whoever marries Jiang Biqiao's girl, that is who created evil." ”

"Could it be that the Buddha has taken a fancy to Miss Biqiao?" A-Ning asked, "That's also a good thing, besides, Miss Biqiao is going to marry someone after all, what about this evil......"

After all, it has to be made, but the problem is that he is doing evil now.

He sighed, he was bent on finding a beautiful and lovely lady for Jiuru, but in the end he got him back a tigress, where is Jiang Biqiao the same as the mother.

As soon as he entered the door, he heard the porter say: "Young master, you are back, go and persuade the old man and the old lady, they are arguing fiercely." ”

Zhao Ran hurriedly stuffed the paintings in his hand into A Ning's hand, and as soon as he entered the inner courtyard, he saw Mrs. Jiang anxiously tiptoeing there, and when he saw Zhao Ran coming, he hurriedly grabbed him and said, "Ah Xian, you go and persuade." ”

"What's going on?"

"I don't know, I just know that Fu Heng, the son of Changshan, came for a while just now, and then the father-in-law went to his mother-in-law to discuss something, and the two quarreled after discussing. ”

Although Mrs. Jiang was in a hurry, she was a daughter-in-law in the end, and she couldn't enter her father-in-law's room, and at this time in the past, Jiang Biqiao always sang the leading role, but she was grounded by Mrs. Jiang this time, so she could only stand outside and be anxious.

"Prince Toyama. Zhao Ran's heart couldn't help but move, and he hurriedly stepped into the inner courtyard.

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"Okay, if you want to die, why don't you kill this old man, you want to drag the whole family to die with you!"

"The words of women and children, Kuang Fu is righteous, how can I take care of the small family and give up everyone!" Old lady Jiang said in a soft tone, "Besides, I am just a fold of the upper way, showing that I originally intended to personally preside over the ceremony of the ascension of the national teacher, this is originally the matter of Qintian's supervision, I don't do it, do you want the emperor Xuanlanyi to return to Beijing to do it?"

Zhaoran's heart sank, and the room was silent for a while, and then the old lady Jiang said loudly: "Don't panic, go and prepare the coffin and longevity clothes for me, and the old man will personally send the national teacher a ride." ”

Old Madam Jiang walked out of the back room with red circles under her eyes, and when she saw Zhaoran, she hurriedly wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes: "Ah Xian, you're back." ”

Zhaoran walked over to help her and said, "I quarreled with my grandfather......"

Before he finished speaking, he only heard Old Lady Jiang say in the house: "Ah Xian, come in." ”

Zhaoran had no choice but to turn around and enter the house, and Old Lady Jiang pointed to the chair in the room and said, "After you arrived in Beijing, it happened that there were many things at home, and I have not been able to have a good chat with you." Now that I think about it, there is an important thing that I can't tell you. ”

"Grandpa, you say. ”

Old lady Jiang said: "You have reached the age of the weak crown, and it is time to choose the word." When my grandfather was young, he was greatly favored by your grandfather, and he made an appointment to marry a daughter to one of his sons in the future, and the eldest son each took a name, and your name was taken by your grandfather. Obviously, clearly see also, the word I want to choose ......"

Zhao Ran hurriedly said, "Zhao Ran." ”

Old lady Jiang silently recited: "Zhaoran, Lang Lang, Zhaoran Ming! Good words." He said with satisfaction, "Since you have this mind, I can rest assured." ”

He seemed to sigh with some emotion, and sighed: "Backwards...... If your uncle is not there, the family may depend on you, you just need to remember that you are worthy of your name. ”

Zhao Ran couldn't help but say: "Grandpa, Fu Heng deliberately wanted to kill the national teacher. ”

"I don't know how to know that since the national teacher has been put on the Shengxian platform, he can only die, otherwise he can afford to lose this face, and the emperor can't afford to lose this face. Old lady Jiang sighed softly, "But I'm afraid that this fold will go up, and Jixiao won't make me feel better before he dies, I'm worthy of the world, but I may not be worthy of you." ”

Zhao Ran thought in his heart that as long as he went to Shengxiantai, Ji Fang would definitely have a way to kill the national teacher, just like she killed Master He.

But what exactly is this solution?

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Zhaoran walked out, and Ah Ning hurriedly walked over and said, "Young Master!"

"Let's talk about it when we come inside. Zhao Ran went back to the house, pushed everything on the table to the ground, and took out the few talismans he had taken from the He family and spread them on the table.

Zhao Ran took a talisman, lay on the table to look at its thickness carefully, sniffed its smell carefully, and then licked it gently, this talisman paper is no different from ordinary talisman paper.

What exactly is this solution?