Xiaolin didn't leave, although Yun Zheng's bewitched butt left the car twice, he still sat back steadily.

"I know it's fake, but I was moved by what you said, and I said silently, strange, force, chaos, God, you, a scholar, are very strange, as long as others are slightly offended, they will kill them quickly, and they say that the gods and monsters are not half respectful, I even thought that you were reading the book of sages, I am afraid that you have no reverence for him, right?"

Yun Zheng shook his head with a smile and said: "It's not like this, this is just a reaction of the little people, in the face of the monk, I am insignificant, in the face of a high way like you, I am also insignificant, just like a beggar holding his only little moldy dry cake, it is not worth mentioning to a person who has a full stomach, but for a beggar it is all, if someone comes to grab it, it is not hesitant to fight for it." ”

Xiao Lin pointed to Yun Er, who was asleep, and said to Yun Zheng, "This is your piece of dry cake?" ”

Yun Zheng nodded seriously and said, "That's true, so you sue the monk that it's better not to rob me, I will definitely fight hard." "Big brother, I won't leave you." Yun Er, who was sleeping with his eyes closed, suddenly stretched out his hands to ask Yun Da to hug him, and tears of crying flowed in an instant.

Yun Da hugged Yun Er in his arms and kept comforting him: "Don't cry, don't cry, big brother won't leave you, and he won't send you to be a monk." Unexpectedly, the more comforted Yun Er became, the more miserable he became, and the bacon who had just heard what was going on even more desperately hugged Yun Er's foot and begged Yun Da not to send Yun Er to be a monk. The three of them hugged each other and cried.

Xiaolin Taoist saw that his eyes were red, and at this moment he also felt that Wugou Monk's approach was too cruel, seeing that the three people were crying in the dark, he slapped him heavily on the wheel and said: "It's okay, Wugou bald donkey is still a reasonable person, since you don't want to, he definitely won't have the mind of bullying the weak, he can't do this kind of thing, okay, Lao Dao will inform him, and ask him not to do such a thing that loses his conscience." “

The three of them watched the old road disappear at the edge of the narrow road, like an ape on the cliff, and their mouths grew in surprise, and when they saw him grab the vine three or two times and swing to the opposite side of the cliff, they were sure that he was a hermit's master. "Big brother, I'm hungry!" Yun Er looked at the old Taoist who was away enviously and said to Yun Zheng. "I remember there was a clearing at the bottom of the mountain, and we made a fire there, and the food we brought was hot, and it was like a picnic." The red-eyed bacon heard the words of the brothers, and was even more surprised than seeing Lao Dao climbing the mountain, he was obviously still heartbroken just now, how could it become a discussion about how to eat and drink in an instant.

Seeing Yun Zheng slapping the old cow's ass with a smile, this time she knew that the two young masters were pretending just now, and deliberately deceived Lao Dao to go completely This trouble is solved, thinking that the little young master does not have to be a monk, she also became happy.

Now is not the business time, so there are almost no pedestrians on the five-foot road, there is no one in the long pavilion on the side of the road that is specially used to send off, the Song people's Su zhì is obviously higher than the later generations, there is a lot of firewood in the long pavilion, at this time to see off the deceased always need to warm a few wines, only after being strengthened by the wine can you have the courage to go on the road. Anyone who uses the firewood in the pavilion will try their best to make up for it. On the wooden pegs of the beams hung a small bag of brown rice and a small piece of salt, also for hungry travelers.

When the bacon was boiling porridge, he deliberately filled a bowl of rice and poured it into the cloth bag, and said to Yun Zheng shyly: "The maid has stolen the rice grain in it before, and he has never had a chance to return it." “

Yun Zheng smiled, kept the polished rice he brought from home, and kept the porridge needed, and poured the remaining rice into the cloth pocket in the long pavilion, constantly slandering in his heart, why didn't he know that there was food that could be eaten for free when he was hungry?

The newly sprouted grass in the spring was soft and green, Yun Er ran in the grass twice and then his trousers were covered with green syrup, his kite couldn't be put up, Yun Zheng helped him put the swallow's paper kite in the air, and returned to the edge of the fire, signaling the bacon to play with Yun Er, and he evenly smeared the chicken given by Lai Ba with salt, wrapped it in leaves, and then wrapped it in mud, buried it in the fire and barbecued with it, and after the gruel was boiled, it should be cooked.

Seeing the bacon dragging his butterfly paper kite blindly, he shook his head and walked over, helping her to put the paper kite up, and seeing that the two of them were shouting and having fun, he also put his mind at ease and took out a roll from his arms and looked at it slowly. "The sorrow returns to the wind, and the heart is wronged and internally wounded. Things are subtle and clumsy, and the sound is hidden and advocated. Husband He Pengxian's thoughts, Zhijie and never forget! How can the ever-changing situation be covered, and the hypocrisy can be long! Birds and beasts are singing in groups, and the grass is more than fragrant......"

I happened to read this article yesterday, and the most important thing in reading a book is to integrate into the artistic conception of the article, or sadness, or joy, or sadness, or heroism, only in this way can we resonate, so as to have a new understanding of an article.

But Yun Zheng never found that rhythm when he read, this is because he understands too little about the world, he used to think it was because of the era he lived in, but now he can't find that kind of artistic conception in the Song Dynasty, or should he go to the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States next time? Yun Zheng smiled bitterly, to put it bluntly, his understanding of the right was far from enough.

The noise came from the narrow road, the group of young ladies had enough of playing, and began to walk back, Yun Zheng ignored them, and when he left the temple, he didn't even wait for Liang Qi, who talked to him the most, and knew that he was destined to be two people, since they were two people, they should pretend not to know each other when they met.

At least Xiao Wugen did this, his mule cart roared down the mountain road, as if showing off his driving skills, those who dared to race from the narrow road were two hundred and five, some time ago, in order to rest the Dousha Pass, Yun Zheng remembered that there were two piles of earthwork that were not transported, it seemed that the general was prepared to prepare for the point to raise the platform a little higher, I don't know if it has been transported away now.

A mule cart can naturally get through guò lightly, and they are scrambling to speed racing like this, and it is estimated that they will overturn.

Yun Zheng stretched his neck and wanted to watch a good show, but he didn't see it, Miss Lan Lan of the county commander's family found the paper kite flying in the sky, and felt that it was very delicate, the paper kite they put in their house was a flat plate, where there was such a delicate thing made by Yun Zheng, and the two paper kites flew in the air as if they came to life.

Seeing that they were holding the reins, Yun Zheng shook his head in disappointment, and turned another big bend to reach the mound......