Besides, he laughed when he looked at Zhou Dingcheng's departing back, but he couldn't laugh after laughing for a while. He suddenly found that the problem was still there after talking for a long time, and he didn't move, so should he propose to Pomegranate? In case there is a real accident soon after marriage and you have to transfer, how to explain it to Pomegranate?

He knew that Pomegranate didn't fit anywhere like him, and he could enjoy it in the isolated mountain town of Xiao Nier's hometown. Pomegranate, who is accustomed to the lively and prosperous life of Suzhou, how can he adapt to the desert island life? It's unimaginable.

For the desert island life, in fact, he has no concept in his mind at all, and when he thinks hard, he can only think of some plots in "Robinson Crusoe".

He sat there pondering, not knowing whether to confess to the teacher, but how to say the words, he could not say that in a few decades, the world would be in chaos, falling into endless wars and wars, and the Han Dynasty was finally conquered by a group of big pigtails.

If these incredible words were to be said, he would definitely be treated as mentally ill, and even be charged with gossip and confusing the public to Qiu Zheng.

"Brother, who do you see coming?" Xiao Nier opened the door and walked in, smiling.

"How are you ......?"

Besides, when he saw the person who followed Xiao Nier in and was saluting him, he was simply stunned, and he stood there half-standing and half-standing.

"The donor is well, and the little monk is polite." The person who came turned out to be a little monk.

Besides, he didn't dare to think that he was a little monk, in his eyes, this was Hanshan Deqing, one of the three famous monks of the Ming Dynasty, and he was the monk he admired the most.

"It's Master Deqing who is here, why are you here, it's really a rare guest that you can't think of anymore." Besides, he jumped up with a smile and danced with excitement.

Hanshan Deqing was frightened by this jump, although he was regarded everywhere as the best among the rising stars of Buddhism, and was treated with courtesy, but his performance was too exaggerated.

"What is this?" He stopped talking, and turned his face to look at Xiao Nier as if inquiring.

Xiao Nier pursed her lips and smiled: "He likes you, so I'm very happy to see you." ”

Han Shan was even more frightened, this son would not have any habits such as Longyang broken sleeves, thinking about it, he looked at the door behind him, and he could escape as soon as he didn't make a mistake.

"Haha, the master came to the door, but he couldn't meet him from afar, forgive your sins." Besides, I wanted to come up and hold his hand and hug him again, but I also saw that the little monk was afraid in his heart, so he withdrew his body and smiled back.

"I'm just a little monk, and I can't deserve the title of master, so it's almost the same to call me master." Deqing said a little shyly.

"He said that you will definitely become a peerless holy monk in the future, and I also believe that he can see people accurately." Xiao Nier said that she also likes this chic and elegant little monk, without the sourness, greed for money, and pretentiousness of those monks in the temple.

"The donor has won the award, this little monk will never dare to be it, and it is his duty to practice well." Although Deqing was ambitious, he was still frightened by the expectations of the "holy monk", and hurriedly returned the salute.

There are countless monks in the world, but there is not a single holy monk in a hundred years, which is almost the same as the status of Zhu Xi, Cheng Yi brothers, Chen Baisha, and Wang Yangming in Confucianism, and even surpasses it.

Moreover, the worship of Deqing is to worship that he can enter and exit Confucianism, Buddhism and Taoism between the three religions without stagnation, truly integrate the three religions into one, and integrate the world into the WTO as one, its talent is high, enough to be comparable to Su Shi, even in the history of Buddhism is a rare monk, although he does not have the high status of those Zen monks in the five dynasties and two Song Dynasty, but the virtue is not bad at all.

Besides, there are few guests at home, and the people who often come are Sisi and Pomegranate Qiuxiang, and recently Tang Bohu and Wen Zhengming are also frequent visitors, so it is not surprising that these people come. A little monk suddenly came today, and Zhou Dingcheng immediately came over to check, lest something unexpected happen.

Besides, after introducing the two of them, Zhou Dingcheng nodded lightly, he had also heard of the name of Deqing, but he was a person who learned the Tao, and he was born to deal with Buddhism, although he had a good relationship with the abbot of Hanshan Temple, that was another matter, and it had nothing to do with the sect.

"I have long admired the prestige of my lordship." Deqing saluted respectfully.

"What do you look up to me for a long time?" Zhou Dingcheng said arrogantly.

"Adults, poetry and painting are excellent." Deqing smiled indifferently, not messing around at all.

"Well, you are a little monk who still knows calligraphy and painting?" Zhou Dingcheng heard Deqing praise his calligraphy and painting, and his face immediately became much kinder.

"What do you know, Master Deqing's calligraphy is much better than yours." Besides, his face was a little unbearable, and he grabbed the white way.

"Really? Then I'll ask you a question or two. Zhou Dingcheng said with a smile.

"Don't dare to be, the donor has praised it falsely, and the little monk's words dare to compare with Lord Zhou, guilty of sin." Deqing became a little uneasy.

Moreover, he also knows that Deqing's calligraphy is indeed inferior to Zhou Dingcheng, and even inferior to himself, but he just likes it, that is, he appreciates the temperament that flows between the lines of Hanshan Deqing.

Of course, Deqing's current words are far from reaching maturity, and they are still a little immature, but this is exactly what they value, and future generations will not be able to see it, because it will not be passed down at all.

For example, who wants to see the words of Wang Xizhi and Yan Zhenqing, these masters when they were young, is it possible? So not only did he not feel that Deqing's current words were not good enough, but he thought that the words he had admired at the peak were more flavorful, which could be regarded as a quirk.

"Little master, you came to the door to change your fate, I'll bring you the silver." Xiao Nier has a good heart, and when she sees the temple, she wants to pay the incense silver, and when she sees the monk, she wants to give money.

"No, the little monk is here to bring a message to the benefactor." Deqing hurriedly waved his hand.

"Message? Whose? Besides, he asked hurriedly.

"Someone asked the little monk to bring a message from Lord Lingzun to the benefactor." Deqing Road.

"What, my father's message? Where did the Master meet my father? Besides, he became excited, strode over, grabbed Deqing's hand and asked.

"The little monk didn't see Ling Zun, it was the old abbot of the Thousand Buddha Temple in Lingnan who asked me to bring a message." The corners of Deqing's mouth were a little open, and the hand holding him was a little heavy.

"Oh, I'm sorry, it's rude." Besides, he hurriedly let go of his hand, revealing a disappointed expression.

"Little master, are you from Lingnan?" Zhou Dingcheng was a little puzzled, and his vigilance never relaxed for a moment.

He calculated the time for Deqing to rush back from Lingnan, but it was not right, he didn't know the method of transmitting the news from Hanshan Temple, if it was also a one-stop transmission by manpower, he should have just arrived overseas now, at most, he met Deqing halfway, and it was unlikely that the news would be transmitted to Lingnan.

If it is transmitted by carrier pigeons, it is naturally much faster, but the carrier pigeon goes back and forth, and the news should have arrived a long time ago, and why did Deqing have to walk to convey this message? There are many questions, and Zhou Dingcheng has to be vigilant.

There must be something wrong with this, so it is doubtful whether this message is credible, he does not doubt Deqing's integrity, the question is that he is also entrusted by others, is the person who entrusted him reliable? What's more, he couldn't confirm for a while whether the abbot of the Thousand Buddha Temple belonged to the same path.

The stakes are too big to be guarded against!

Zhou Dingcheng decided to go back to Hanshan Temple immediately to confirm this matter, for him, only the words of the abbot of Hanshan Temple are the most reliable.

"Master, tell me quickly, what is the content of my father's message?" Besides, I didn't think about it so much, and I was a little impatient.

"Lord Lingzun's message is to ask the donor to wait for half a year before proposing to the Chen family, saying that he wants to prepare a dowry and send it back in half a year. When the time comes, let the donor ask Lord Lian or Lord Zhou to propose marriage on his behalf. Deqing relayed word by word, which meant that the original text was copied and not changed word for word.

And he stood with his hands bowed down, as if his father was standing in front of him, and listened to his father's commandment.

"Half a year? How so? Zhou Dingcheng was also stunned.

"Is the dowry that important?" Xiao Nier also muttered quietly.

Besides, he smiled bitterly, and then said: "Father's order is difficult to disobey, obey it, so be it, thank you master." ”

After that, he solemnly bowed again.

"I said if you can change this title, call me Deqing, or the little master, don't call it any master, the little monk is panicked." Deqing said abruptly.

"You are the master, although you are the master of the future, but the master is the master." Besides, laughed.

Zhou Dingcheng's face was cloudy, he pondered for a moment, then glanced at the situation, turned around and slipped out. Besides, he knew that he was going to Hanshan Temple to verify the authenticity of the news. This guy is also too anxious, and the true or false news is not in the moment.

Besides, he didn't doubt the authenticity of Deqing's relayed message, he was a monk, his character was not ordinarily noble, how could he make a fake message to deceive people? However, he did not object, Deqing just relayed the message, and the amount of information was still too little. The reason why he didn't stop Zhou Dingcheng was because he wanted to get more information, know the specific situation of his father and sister, and where are the people? How's it going?

"Nier, hurry up and ask Mother Liu to prepare a table of vegetarian seats, I want to drink a few glasses with the master, and also wash the dust for the master." Besides, when I saw Deqing, I was happy in my heart, and I broke up at the first meeting in Fengyang, I didn't get along well, and I didn't have time to talk in detail.

"Don't bother, the little monk is about to leave, but the little monk has passed a message for thousands of miles, should you also learn from Dongpo and write me a word or something." Deqing's clear eyes blinked, and he smiled slyly.

"What? Ask me for words. I said Master Deqing, you have reversed, I left you down, I wanted you to write me a few words. In front of you, I'd better not show my ugliness. "And that's all true.

"Little master, do you want his poems?" Xiao Nier laughed.

Xiao Nier is not a thoughtful person like Pomegranate and Sisi, but she can often hit people's hearts with a word.

Besides, when I heard the word "poem", my brain suddenly dizzy.