The monk turned a blind eye and walked in the city. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

The weather was cold, and he was dressed in a thin monk's robe.

The warbler in front of the swallow whispers, and the rouge gouache is fragrant. Pink lanterns hang high. A few girls dressed in cool clothes seemed to be not afraid of the cold, waving handkerchiefs in front of the door to attract guests.

When a girl saw the passing monk, her eyes lit up, and she secretly said that the handsome little monk waved a handkerchief to greet her.

"Little monk, come in and have a walk~"

Pull the monk to visit the Qinglou, she can also be considered to be able to play.

"Amitabha. ”

Tang San sang the praises of Amitabha Buddha at the funeral, not disturbed by the red dust in front of him, and his eyes seemed to see through the world.

Somehow, the girl was stunned, and when she came back to her senses, she was no longer a monk.

Turning his head, only a back in the crowd remained, and then disappeared.

"Xiuhong, what's wrong with you, do you really fall in love with that monk?"

The Xiuhong girl ignored it, just looked at the direction of the monk's departure.

From the downtown to the remote, from the lively to the deserted. In the distance, the inner wall of the imperial palace loomed, and an hour later, Tang San's burial came to a residential area.

It took him an hour and walked more than 20 miles. Is it just to come to a residential area?

There is no curfew for big merchants, and the streets are still lively even at night. He went back and forth for another hour.

The time has come.

In the west corner of the city, it is quiet in the dead of night. The restaurant had just closed, and the drunk guests scattered away.

Tang Sanfu stopped and stared at the restaurant quietly not far away. When the door was closed, Xiao Er looked strange, and walked back the same way.

"Take out the money, and I'll spare your life!"

I didn't go far when I heard a low drink from the alley.

As if he had known it a long time ago, Tang Sanfu's face was calm, and he turned around and walked into the dark alley.

"What a person!" the voice whispered, busy looking down the alley. He was very nervous with beads of sweat on his forehead.

The person he coerced was a middle-aged civilian. Taking advantage of the distraction of the gangsters, he hurriedly grabbed the burden and fled from the other side.

On the streets, a family walks by with lanterns, briefly illuminating the dim alleys.

"Monk, I advise you not to meddle in your business. The man saw him, and the knife was aimed at Tang San's burial.

"Donor, please look at the poor monk. Tang Sanfu calmly spoke.

"What?" the villain was stunned, and when he looked at it, he suddenly felt as if he had been stripped of his soul and was stunned in place.

Countless images pass through my mind.

In a dwelling, the bedroom stole money, and suddenly a woman found out, stepped forward and tore her, beat the woman, and fled.

Pink and willow green, the girl in the green building is half-covered and half-exposed, and she smiles and sticks it.

Follow the passers-by and rush out of the alley as they enter it, snatching money with a knife.

All kinds of pictures flew in his eyes and turned into three words.

Hatred, greed, lust

"Amitabha. Tang San sang the Buddha's horn and turned to leave the alley.

The alley returned to silence. After a long time, passers-by finally walked through the alley and discovered this scene.

The gangster leaned against the wall, and he had already died of exhaustion, and he would not be able to see it.

……

"When the snow is good, it was born yesterday. Watching the sky last night, it will be the same today. ”

Wuhou County, early the next morning. Shen Sheng came early in the morning, full of vitality to pull Li Xianyuan to the Qinglou, and by the way, he sighed with emotion and made a poem.

Smacking his lips, feeling that his literary talent had improved again, Shen Sheng turned his head to look at Li Xianyuan: "Brother Li, you said that you became an official, what is good for me to be sealed." ”

"Prince. Li Xianyuan stood in front of the window, watching the snow scene, and didn't look back.

I thought about it last night, being an official is the best way to get incense, and it is more conducive to breaking through the foundation barrier. After all, now that I have nothing to desire, it is really difficult to find something to do.

Rather than looking for something to do, Li Xianyuan would rather find something.

The only question at the moment is, is it possible for a cultivator to be an official?

Although it is not explicitly prohibited, if you think about it carefully, there is no such thing as a cultivator becoming an official in the mortal world. Lu Dongbin used to be a petty official, but that was before cultivating immortals.

The master and Xiao Xinrong and others knew Li Xianyuan's identity. Don't worry about them saying it, though. Therefore, if Li Xianyuan is an official, he doesn't have to worry about being recognized.

There is another thing that Li Xianyuan has not thought about. That is: there are many kinds of officials, and there are good and bad things for what Li Xianyuan is asking for now.

For example, Li Xianyuan's current identity, Guan Neihou, has no real power. He has no right to meddle in the affairs of one party, only his identity. It's even harder to get incense.

Going to a poor place to help the victims of the disaster? But it is difficult to escape the eyes of the emperor in Xinjing. He is a six-grade marquis, and he does good deeds everywhere to leave a reputation, and it is difficult not to be speculated.

The other is to have real power. Parental officials, such as the county yazhi county, the government yazhifu. Be a parent in one place. Although you can get incense in one place, you can only get incense in one place, and it is difficult to meddle in other local affairs. Dying in one place is not Li Xianyuan's style.

It's easy to say, but it's hard to get. No matter how old and dizzy the emperor is, he can't let Li Xianyuan, who is only thirteen years old, be a parent official. At most, arrange a kind of account master.

Regardless of Shen Sheng, who squeezed to his side and probed his brain to look at the scenery outside the window, Li Xianyuan returned to the table, took a pen and paper, and wrote on it.

There is real power

Walk around

Patrol the world, raise the army and press the people

Shen Sheng squeezed over like a fart to see, and before he could do so, Li Xianyuan casually threw the paper into the stove and turned it into ashes.

The only one that best meets these three points is ......

Li Xianyuan stood up, packed up his pen and paper, and said to Shen Sheng, "I have something to go out." ”

……

The Bright Inn is full. Diners waited in anticipation and fell silent. Listen carefully to Mr. Storyteller about Journey to the West.

Interestingly, Mr. Storyteller flipped through that paragraph over and over again, from the fossil as a monkey to the Monkey King making trouble for the immortals in the Heavenly Palace. I didn't see him say any more. It's just that I can't get tired of listening to this joke that has been repeated countless times, and I want to listen to it a second time after listening to it once.

"Objective, you ......"

"Find someone. Li Xianyuan said. Ignore the second child and step up to the second floor. Come to the No. 7 room and take off the hat.

He stretched out his hand to knock at the door, and suddenly the door was opened. The young man surnamed Zeng stood in front of the door, arching his hand slightly, still with that smile.

"I knew you were coming, Lord Li. ”

Li Xianyuan dropped his arm, stared at him and said, "I have one condition. ”

Master Li said. ”

"Give me a post of chincha. ”

"This ......" the young man surnamed Zeng smiled and hesitated slightly. The Chin Cha was personally chosen by the emperor. Not to mention the prince, even the prince can't interfere.

"No way?"

"Oh, please rest assured. The young man surnamed Zeng hurriedly smiled again: "Don't talk about Qincha, even if you are the third prince of the dynasty, the villain and the prince will do their best for you." ”

He also said: "Xinjing is now mixed with snakes and dragons, and the prince urgently needs to recruit talents, I don't know when Lord Li will be able to assist the prince......"

"Tomorrow. ”

The young man surnamed Zeng was taken aback: "So urgent?"

Li Xianyuan thought about it, he was indeed too anxious, and he only came back yesterday. Then he said, "It will be all right in three days." ”

The young man surnamed Zeng nodded: "Okay, the villain will inform the prince first." With your help, the prince will definitely have God's help. ”

Indeed, if God helps. Li Xianyuan said in his heart. (To be continued.) )