Chapter 200: Xianggong is back?

The chief of the guard and Wang Wei followed Zhou Mengmeng at both ends, turned into the stone garden, and naturally saw the beggar who was sitting on the stone steps just now eating jerky, seeing that this beggar was a rough pariah who claimed to be the master during the day, they both frowned, what a bold beggar, he dared to follow here, there is no need to think about what the purpose is, it must be a dog thing peeping at the beauty of the lady, and he couldn't help but be angry.

Ah Zhen gnawed on the jerky, the more he gnawed, the more flavorful he became, and when he saw that the beautiful girl was really coming, he stood up happily and thought about it, how did he see that this beautiful girl was so young, although she was young and tender, she was graceful, and her chest was soft and had a scale. I couldn't help but be stunned.

"Ah ......" just shook his head, standing on the steps of the back suddenly felt a huge pain, the body leaned forward, a panicked scream, Ah Zhen suddenly felt the sky spinning, after a bang, the head of the stars kept turning.

The chief of the imperial guard saw that this beggar dared to molest his wife like this, and his anger struck, and without thinking twice, he raised his leg and kicked him in the back.

Zhou Mengmeng, who was casually descending the steps, was disturbed, and looked at the person who rolled down the steps in confusion, and saw the beggar's obscene and filthy eyes and thief eyebrows, so he quickly looked away, and without saying a word, he hurriedly walked away from the pace and hurried to the right.

"Humph!" Wang Wei followed closely behind Zhou Mengmeng, snorted at Ah Zhenniang with a cold face, and seemed to be quite disgusting and hurriedly stayed away from him.

"Damn, is Lao Tzu a human?" Covering his head, Ah Zhen saw that even the monks were indifferent and watched with cold eyes, his heart swept through a burst of sadness, his body shrank his hands and feet in pain, dragged himself to the rock and sat on his back for a while, relieved of the dizziness and pain, and then got up from the ground, shook his head with a wry smile, and stepped up the stone steps and walked out of the stone garden.

He is still a person in Jinliao, and he returns to Jinling with ten difficulties, but he didn't expect that the right minister has been replaced, and he is more like a beggar, standing in the crowd and drinking and selling horses, eating coarse grains from the stalls, squatting on the steps and making people humiliated, it's really enough, find Ting'er and Pian'er and go back to Dali, Xia Zhou! The world is declining, and people are warm and cold.

Ah Zhen laughed bitterly at himself, walked out of the main hall, the good men and women at noon had either gone home, or had dinner in the pavilion garden, in the garden in front of the main hall, there were few pilgrims, and the diffuse smoke also faded away, and the field of vision couldn't help but widen.

A group of talented ladies and ladies came to celebrate the birthday of Amitabha Buddha, gathered in groups of three or five in front of a white wall, discussed the poems, and wrote things in the open space of the white wall, the scene was very poetic.

Ah Zhen just walked out of the main hall, down the stairs and saw such a group of young men and women wearing school uniforms, sad eyes swept to the white wall, saw some poems behind the congratulatory words, until now he suddenly had an epiphany, it turned out that today is the birthday of the Buddha, no wonder this small temple is so fragrant.

Birthday? As he walked, it suddenly occurred to me that he had forgotten his birthday, his birthday was the seventh day of August, what was he doing on the seventh day of August? What are you so busy that you forget Good Friday? On the seventh day of August, he burned the road, on the seventh day of August, he pulled out the Shuangzhai of the Valley, on the seventh day of August, he picked Weishan, on the seventh day of August, he led thousands of troops to defeat the enemy, on the seventh day of August, he separated from Min'er, on the seventh day of August, he was limited to Jinliao, and on the seventh day of August, he was confined to Jinliao, and on the seventh day of August......

Is there anything more ironic in the world than this? On the seventh day of the eighth month, he forgot his mother's Good Friday, and pushed the army forward for Emperor Zhou, but Zhou Bolun didn't even say a few words, so he replaced him as the right prime minister.

Thinking of this, Ah Zhenxin suddenly sneered, anyway, everyone looked down on him, and there were not a few snubbing eyes, striding towards the white wall, and snatching the pen in the hand of a student who was thinking hard about the celebration in a blink of an eye, and mocking and writing without thinking about it.

"Hey, you ......" several talented people of Xingchen Academy came to the temple to celebrate on the order of the teacher, and looked at the works of each academy were all good products, and when they were thinking hard, the pen in their hands was suddenly robbed, and they came back to their senses with an exclamation, and gasped in shock, and the seven people in the same class roared: "Stop......"

"The burrow is empty, the bed is full of herbs, the grass is withered, and it was once a singing and dancing field. The spider silk is full of carved beams, and the green yarn is now pasted on the canopy window. Hearing the scolding of the students, Ah Zhen wrote a paragraph sarcastically, indifferently picked up the inkstone on the table next to him, and continued to write: "What do you say that the fat is thick, the powder is fragrant, how can the temples become frost again?" Yesterday, the loess Longtou sent white bones, and tonight the mandarin ducks lie at the bottom of the red light tent. ”

The seven students were shocked when they saw this mountain vulgar man writing on the wall, and they were all startled, and they were all dumbfounded to look at the alternative poetry on the white wall in an instant, and they all dropped their jaws on the ground, and then a sense of sadness rose, and the talented ladies next to them felt that the atmosphere was different, and they couldn't help but come over curiously to watch, and their eyes just looked at the white wall, and they were stunned.

Huang Xiangning since dawn with several aunts to worship the Buddha, after the meal to return, to see a strange scene in front of the hall, do not understand how these students who came to praise all gathered in one place, curious, beautiful eyes naturally glanced at the white wall ink.

"Ning'er ......" The four aunts saw that their daughters suddenly crowded into the pile of students like a lost soul, and called softly, and looked at each other suspiciously.

Huang Xiangning only saw a few words on the white wall, her heart was suddenly sour, and she couldn't squeeze into the pile of stunned students, and looked up at the white wall carefully, the more she looked at it, the more sad her heart became, and her mouth was uncontrollably followed the ink words written by this vulgar villager and muttered: "The box is full of gold, the box is full of silver, and everyone is slandered by beggars who spread their eyes." is sighing that his life is not long, that knows that he has returned to mourn, and he has a good training, and he may not be a strong beam in the future. Choose the cream dye, who expects to live in Fireworks Alley! Because of the suspicion that the yarn hat is small, the shackles are broken, and the cold jacket is broken yesterday, and the purple python is long today. Messily bake you to sing and stop me from appearing, and I think that another country is my hometown. It's ridiculous, and in the end it's all about making wedding garments for others. ”

As soon as Ah Zhen stopped writing in his hand, the chatter behind him also stopped, he shook his head and sighed secretly, and raised his pen to ridicule: The seventh day of August is really ironic!

"Huh?" Surprised to see this seven-character payment, everyone was surprised, the seventh day of August is their 800th year of summer Zhou Daqing, this person is so bold.

Huang Xiangning's early back was very familiar, and when she saw the seven-character payment, a cherry mouth opened more and more in horror and unbelievable, her pupils were full of shock, and she asked softly: "Is it the right minister?" ”

"Right Xiangye?" The crows and birds were all blinded, and everyone's eyes were wide open, and they couldn't believe that the rough village man in front of them was their Xia Zhou's heavenly machine.

Ah Zhen, who hung down the pen, suddenly heard this familiar question behind him, and when he turned around in confusion, he suddenly saw that it was Ting'er's friend Huang Xiangning, and his heart was swept away with sadness, it didn't matter if he was a friend or not, he hurriedly stepped forward and asked: "Miss Huang, do you know where Ting'er is?" ”

"Oh my God!" Seeing that this person who was in distress was really their heavenly appearance, Huang Xiangning covered her lips with her small hand, took a step back, sparkled and gathered fog, slid down her cheeks, choked and nodded, "I know, I know, Tingting is doing well, and the child is also very good." "Oh my God! Their celestial gods have returned from earthly torture.

Finally hearing Ting'er's disappearance, Ah Zhen was overjoyed, and held her arm and urged: "Quick, tell me where it is, hurry." ”

"Mrs. Su's birthday is approaching, and Su Ershao's wedding is here again, so that Tingting ...... the day before yesterday I went back to Suzhou. Seeing that the commander of the millions of soldiers in front of him was so miserable, Xianghuang Ning thought that he would suffer all kinds of humiliation at the hands of the wolf, thinking that he had set up a world-class martial arts for them Xia Zhou, and recovered a large area of mountains and rivers in an instant, and finally was forced to go alone Jinliao, and in an instant, tears poured down.

"Ah, I'm back in Suzhou." Ah Zhen was stunned for a moment, and then happily shook off the crowd, kicked his legs towards the gate and ran out, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

"Xiangye ......" Huang Xiangning just finished answering, then saw him run away, after a stunned, raised his hand to wipe away the tears, the little face was happy to run to the stone garden, the baby was eating in the garden, she must have died of joy when she heard the news.

Wen Ting'er returned to Suzhou, Ah Zhen ran into the city in one breath, panted into a big carriage, took out all the silver tickets on his body and shouted: "Go to Suzhou immediately, quickly!" ”

The shopkeeper of the cart was having lunch, and when he saw a beggar, he frowned highly, pursed his lips and glanced at the counter, and saw that the beggar was dirty and pressed three hundred taels of votes, and immediately raised his throat and roared: "Dog, don't eat, go to Suzhou day and night immediately." ”

The roaring dog lifted a wrinkled face from the bowl, "Host, am I eating?" ”

"If you don't go, you can still reward two pieces of silver, if you don't go, get out of here tomorrow!" After the words fell, the shopkeeper took out two pieces of broken silver from his arms and threw them up.

"Okay!" There were two pieces of silver as a reward, and the dog didn't even eat, so he jumped up three feet high, ran greedy for money and swept into the air, grabbed two small pieces of silver, and hurriedly invited Ah Zhen: "Master, let's go." ”

Rich really works, Ah Zhenxin hurriedly returned to Suzhou, followed the dog to the door of the store, when the dog set up the carriage, immediately jumped on the board, into the carriage, "GO, GO, GO!" ”

"Okay!" Although the dog didn't understand what "enough" was, the uncle's tone was very anxious, and he quickly whipped and drove out towards the gate.

Bang dang......

Zhou Mengmeng was really blinded, the dishes and chopsticks fell on the stone table, he looked at Huang Xiangning in disbelief, and his beautiful face was full of astonishment and asked urgently: "Xiangning, you really didn't read it wrong, is it really Xianggong?" ”

"Yes, yes." Huang Xiangning was overflowing with excitement, and nodded violently: "I once competed with him in Suzhou, and he is the only one who can write the poems on the wall, so Xiangye will not be wrong." ”

"Really...... It's true? Zhou Mengmeng held Huang Xiangning's arms in disbelief, Linglingshui's eyes were also full of excited tears in an instant, lifted the skirt, and rushed towards the front hall without a sound, the Xianggong who Mengmeng had been thinking about day and night finally came back, oh my God! True...... Really coming back?

When the imperial guard and Wang Wei heard that Xiangye was back, they naturally thought of the beggar who claimed to be Xiangye in the morning, and their faces turned pale in an instant, and they followed Madame forward with a cold breath, and the cold sweat on his forehead was dripping, no...... No way? Appearance...... Why did Xiangye come back suddenly? And it's still like this, who ...... Who would have thought that?