Chapter 5 Poor Scholars
Lu Peng stood behind for a while, the woman suddenly realized something, turned around, but puffed up her cheeks, raised her eyebrows and glanced at Lu Peng, didn't speak, stood up and left. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info
Lu Peng couldn't help but be dumbfounded, and knew that this woman was not Cui Yingying, because she was a little too young, maybe only fourteen or fifteen years old. Seeing that she was wearing a red dress, most of them were matchmakers. However, he didn't dare to be sure that this Cui Xiangguo's family was really Cui Yingying's family, but it was just a great possibility.
The little girl in the red dress walked along the path into a small garden, Lu Peng returned along the road, couldn't find Zhao Feifei's figure, and was about to go to the temple gate to wait for him. Suddenly, there was a commotion, but it was the group of gray-clothed monks who rushed in around the Huiming monk. This Hui Ming had more than ten long sticks on his body, and let others push and shove him, but he didn't care and strode behind his back.
Lu Peng saw that this group of people went straight inside, and was about to go to see the excitement, when suddenly someone slapped him on the shoulder, and when he turned around, he saw that it was Zhao Feifei. He led a monk with a shabby robe and glanced at Lu Peng.
Lu Peng followed him to a secluded place, and Zhao Feifei said in a deep voice: "Young envoy, this is our eyeliner in the Pufu Temple, and our Dharma name is Huijing." ”
Lu Peng nodded, thinking that looking at the appearance of this monk, it should be a miscellaneous monk in the temple. Na Huijing's face looked very nervous and frightened, and he carefully saluted Lu Peng, and said in a trembling voice: "Little monk...... I've seen adults. ”
Lu Peng waved his hand and asked, "Is the fugitive we want to hunt down really hiding in this temple?" ”
Hui Jing hurriedly said: "It's true, that person's portrait of the little monk has seen it, and it couldn't be more real." Five days ago, he sneaked into the temple through the back door at dusk, but it was Elder Faben who sent a little apprentice to lure him in, telling me to hide under the porch and watch it upright. ”
Lu Peng said again: "He has been hiding in the temple for the past few days and hasn't gone out? ”
Hui Jing nodded, and said with an inviting effect: "The little monk saw the sky staring, and there was no negligence, that person must still be hiding in the abbot's room." ”
Lu Peng nodded and said: "You did a good job, that ......" I couldn't think of what to ask for a while, Zhao Feifei made a look, he remembered, and secretly scolded that he had forgotten his original intention, so he asked: "This Cui family who lives in the temple, it is said that in order to do things, idlers are not allowed to enter the temple, right?" ”
Hui Jing said with a smile: "How can there be such a thing, this Cui family is said to be a family member of a big official, and a famous family, but it does not live up to its name, the family even has six or seven people with the master and servants, it is really a little down, how can it be so strong." ”
Lu Peng and Zhao Feifei glanced at each other, both of them were puzzled, and then Huijing smiled again and said, "I heard that the eldest lady of the Cui family has the color of the country and the city, but unfortunately she rarely goes out and is not blessed." ”
Lu Peng despised this monk in his heart, walked to the side with Zhao Feifei, and said in a low voice: "What does Uncle Zhao think?" ”
Zhao Feifei muttered: "What Huijing said should be the truth, didn't we come in easily?" It seems that it is Gao Yuan who deliberately talks nonsense and deceives the young envoy. ”
Lu Peng couldn't help but smile bitterly: "Is that dissatisfied with me?" ”
Zhao Feifei sneered: "First of all, Gao Yuan has always been the person of the third master, and the young envoy is amazing, and he was designated by the old master to inherit, but the third master has always been unconvinced, and eighty percent is this relationship." ”
Lu Peng remembered what Mishan said, nodded, but said strangely: "But this lie will be broken as soon as it is poked, what is the use of saying it?" ”
Zhao Feifei's eyes shot a cold and fierce light, and he snorted: "It can only show that they don't take the young envoy and myself in their eyes, hmph, Gao Yuan and I have always been on good terms, this time, he even dared to deceive the young envoy, isn't he looking for death?" ”
Lu Peng humbly asked: "What did Uncle Zhao say to do?" ”
Zhao Feifei's eyes showed a strange light, looked at Lu Peng for a while, and said with a dumb smile: "As a young envoy, if you want to rectify Gao Yuan's little footsteps, why do you need to ask me?" It is easy to dismiss and investigate at any time. It's just that this person is quite famous in the Hedong area, if you can endure this breath, let's call the Venerable Master into the temple to catch the prisoner first, and then it will be more appropriate to vent his anger in the future. ”
Lu Peng saw his strange eyes, and he was secretly shocked, as a modern person, he did not have much social experience, and he was quite at a loss when he bumped into this era, just using amnesia as an excuse, I was afraid that Zhao Feifei would be suspicious sooner or later.
Fortunately, Zhao Feifei didn't show anything unusual, the two discussed it for a while, and decided to call Gao Yuan and the others, go to the temple to get the prisoner, and finish the errand.
Zhao Feifei took a few small coins and sent Huijing away, and the two went out of the temple all the way. As soon as he walked to the side of a row of rooms on the left side of the main hall, he heard someone laugh and said: "Cui Xiaogongzi, you are naughty again, this time the poor monk will definitely go to complain to the old lady." ”
Lu Peng turned his head and saw that behind a stone fence on the left side of this row of houses, a small figure was quietly sneaking over, but it was the little boy named Huan Lang.
It was a monk at the door of a side room who spoke, and Huan Lang's face was covered with oil, his eyes were dripping around, and his sneaky appearance reminded Lu Peng of the scene when he slipped into the classroom late for school.
Huan Lang glared angrily when he heard this, and waved his fist: "Stinky bald donkey, shut up!" ”
The monk who spoke was playing chess with others, and he was not annoyed when he heard the words, and laughed. Huan Lang snatched it in a few steps, waved his sleeves to mess up the chess pieces on the chessboard, and shouted: "Wang Meng, don't play chess with this bald donkey!" Has he beaten you in a set? Not shy! ”
The opposite of the monk was a thin scholar about thirty years old, his clothes were surprisingly shabby, compared to Huijing just now, but his demeanor was surprisingly leisurely, while basking in the sun, he rummaged through his clothes, and from time to time pointed his fingers to pinch out something, took a look at it in front of him, and shook his head.
Lu Peng looked curious, and felt that Wang Meng's name was familiar, so he turned to Zhao Feifei and said, "Has Uncle Zhao heard of this person?" ”
Zhao Feifei shook his head, and Xiao Huanlang over there retreated in disgust, and said angrily: "Wang Meng, you are very dirty, don't throw the lice on your body!" ”
The king leaned back lazily, looked up at the sky, and sighed leisurely: "Xiao Huanlang, I originally had a clever plan, but I can ensure that you are not scolded today, but it's a pity, it's a pity, it......'s a pity."
When Huan Lang heard this, he immediately lowered his head and said with a smile: "Brother Wang, don't worry about my young age, didn't I joke with you?" Hey, let Huan Lang give the eldest brother a shoulder beat. ”
Wang Meng said lazily: "Xiangguo's prince is a waiter, I can't afford it." But he didn't care about lying down, and Huan Lang didn't think he was dirty, so he came up with a smile on his face.
Lu Peng looked funny here, and Zhao Feifei said: "Listen to this person, isn't this kid the son of the Cui family?" The young master of his dignified Boling Cui clan actually gave this kind of poor and sour ......" He shook his head again and again, with a look of confusion and disdain, it seemed that he was quite contemptuous of this Wang Meng.
Before Lu Peng could answer, a voice came from the temple gate, and he chanted: "The Wanjin Treasure Sword hides the autumn water, and the horse is full of spring sorrow and embroidered saddle." A man walked slowly into the temple.