"I'm afraid I'm going to leave early." Cui Wenqing explained with a smile, and said with regret, "Such a beautiful woman, it is enough to be able to catch a glimpse, and it is a rare fate to meet." ”

"Haha, Brother Wen Qing said this, but he said it wrong." Su Shi rarely disagreed with his words, winked at him a little narrowly, and smiled maliciously, "Brother Wen Qing, marrying a powerful female devil like Zhezhao as a wife, I'm afraid that I will be very uncomfortable on weekdays, right?" ”

"What's so uncomfortable?" Cui Wenqing was confused.

"Hmph, don't pretend to be confused." Su Shi punched Cui Wenqing's chest, and said with a smile, "My generation is a merry and famous person, literary talent, and character, and my behavior is naturally even more romantic. With that, he squeezed his eyebrows for a while.

Cui Wenqing was stunned, then he understood the purpose of this guy, and said with a dumb smile: "I didn't expect you to be such a Su Shi." After that, in the latter's gaze, his eyes lit up, he added, "But I like it, and don't forget to call me such a good thing." ”

Su Shi knew that he was joking, but he still couldn't help laughing, and immediately burst out laughing.

After a tour of the White Horse Temple, the monks had completed their homework, Su Shi led Cui Wenqing straight into the inner hall to entertain the teahouse, and said to an elderly monk with white eyebrows and white beard: "Master, in the lower Su Shi, I specially came to visit the abbot of Yuan." ”

The old monk bowed his head and said, "Please wait a while for Master Su to pass it on." ”

Su Shi nodded, thanked him, and watched the old monk go out.

Cui Wenqing asked, "Brother Su, this friend of yours is the presiding abbot of the White Horse Temple?" ”

Su Shi smiled and said, "Yes, it's the host." ”

Suddenly, Cui Wenqing's mind suddenly appeared with the image of an old monk with a solemn appearance and kind eyebrows, and he couldn't help but be in awe.

After a while, the old monk walked back lightly, performed a Buddhist salute and said in a deep voice: "Master Su, Master Abbot has invited you to the meditation room to see you. ”

Su Shi nodded, winked at Cui Wenqing and smiled: "Brother Cui, let's go." ”

didn't bother the old monk to lead him, Su Shi and Cui Wenqing walked towards the depths of the temple together.

Su Shi seemed to come here often, obviously familiar with the road, and took Cui Wenqing around and around, and came to a quiet and elegant house in a short time.

Before the person walked to knock on the door, Su Shi's voice rang out: "Monk, open the door quickly, I'm coming to see you." ”

When the words fell, Cui Wenqing was shocked, and was secretly sighing how Su Shi could suddenly become so rude, but saw that the door had been opened, and a young monk about fifteen or sixteen years old walked out.

Although he wore a monk's hat and a set of brocade robes, he looked solemn, but the immaturity on his face was obvious.

When Cui Wenqing was secretly curious about the identity of this young monk, Su Shi laughed and said: "Yuan, you are still wearing such a thick robe in a hot weather, aren't you hot?" ”

Hearing this, the young monk said with a bitter face: "What can the little monk do, it's not to cope with his homework, come, don't stand here and talk, please inside." "Anyway, make a false request.

Su Shi smiled and said to Cui Wenqing: "Brother Wenqing, let's go in and talk." ”

Seeing this scene, Cui Wenqing was directly shocked by the thunder, pointed at the young monk and said in disbelief: "This and this, he is the presiding abbot?"

Su Shi smiled bitterly and said: "Brother Wenqing, in fact, when I first met Yuan, the expression on my face was the same as yours, but the facts are the facts, the one in front of us is indeed the ninety-ninth generation abbot of the White Horse Temple, Master Yuan." ”

When Su Shi's words landed, Cui Wenqing's surprise continued, and Monk Yuan raised his hand with a stiff face: "Amitabha, the appearance is just a stinky skin, Buddhism is superb and there is no age difference, and whether the monk is young or not is not the key to becoming the host." ”

"Monk, I haven't seen you for a few days, you seem to have started pretending to be forced again!" Hearing this, Su Shi looked disdainful, and the word pretending to be forced in his mouth was learned by Cui Wenqing when he was in Fuzhou, and he felt that it was applicable, so he kept using it.

Yuan Yi was stunned when he heard this, and asked, "Dare to ask Master Su, what is pretending to be forced?" ”

Su Shi has already integrated the true meaning of pretending to be realistic, and explained with a smile: "The so-called pretending is to always use unfathomable language and exaggerated and gorgeous behavior to package yourself to achieve the effect of standing out from the crowd and attracting attention, aren't you Buddhists the best at using this set?" Yan looked at Cui Wenqing and asked with a smile, "Brother Su, do you think what you said is right?" ”

Yuan was stunned when he heard the words, and he didn't come back to his senses for a long time.

On the contrary, Cui Wenqing showed a wry smile on his face, and said with a weak smile: "Brother Su can understand the meaning of pretending to be realistic, it seems that your compulsion must have risen." ”

"Forced?" Su Shi was stunned, "What do you mean by this?" ”

"It's the style of pretending." Cui Wenqing patiently explained.

Su Shi suddenly woke up, not only clapped his hands but also smiled: "It's easy to understand, this is a great good, wonderful!" Wonderful! ”

After some laughter, the Yuan invited Su Shi and Cui Wenqing into the meditation room and sat down in front of the only desk in the room.

Monk Liyuan boiled tea and sat with Cui Wenqing on the case, but Su Shi sat on the side of the case.

However, it seems that he is indeed very familiar with Yuan, and there is no trace of displeasure at all.

The monk is good at tea ceremony, there is no shortage of all kinds of tea utensils, and the action of boiling tea is extremely skillful.

Cui Wenqing knew that before the Tang Dynasty, tea was originally a medicine in the pharmacy, and it was not until the Northern and Southern Dynasties that the temple monks brewed and drunk, so the tea ceremony was first spread among the temple monks, and then because of the Southern Dynasty to worship Buddha, the style of drinking tea gradually became popular among the Jiangnan scholars, and became a celebrity at that time to reflect the leisure and elegance of the taste.

Later, when he came to the Tang Dynasty, Xuanzong Dynasty produced a tea saint Lu Yu, visited the famous temple monks and summed up a set of experience in making tea, and compiled the book "Tea Sutra", which provided a set of theoretical basis for the tea ceremony, and tea really became popular in all parts of the Central Plains.

Just as Cui Wenqing was thinking, the water was boiling for the fragrance of tea, and the monk of Liyuan pinched a long teaspoon to fill the green tea juice from the purple clay pot, poured a bowl and handed it to Cui Wenqing, and said with a smile: "How about Master Cui try the tea ceremony of the little monk?" ”

Cui Wenqing smiled as a result, brought it to his mouth and took a sip, and suddenly felt that his mouth was warm, and his taste buds were full of indescribable taste.

(End of chapter)