As soon as he saw his grandmother come in with Song Yang, Su Hang's eyes lit up, he stopped 'turning in circles', jumped in front of Song Yang in two steps, pointed to his hair and asked, "Is it good-looking?" ”

lowered his head, and at the same time grabbed Song Yang's hand to rub his short hair, and smiled: "Does it feel good, cute or not?" ”

After asking, there was no need for Song Yang to answer, Su Hang pulled him to the window again, and pointed to the very busy 'workshop' outside: "Guess what, what are they doing?" ”

Song Yang stared at it for a while, and his tone hesitated: "Or your hot air balloon?" "The carpenter was ordering a great wooden box, the tanners were sewing and joining the hides, and a great crowd was making nets and kneading ropes.

Su Hang sighed, very surprised: "You've become smart this time?" ”

Although he guessed correctly, Song Yang was still a little surprised, shook his head and smiled: "Even if you have a look, you can't fly, it's impossible." Su Hang put his hands in his pockets and shrugged his shoulders...... Only then did Song Yang notice that there were two pockets hidden sewn on her Luo skirt, and all of a sudden, the Luo skirt immediately became two hundred and five.

Shaking his shoulders, he walked around Song Yang in a square step, and his tone was triumphant: "I didn't think it would fly, you don't have to worry about this, anyway, my sister has her own arrangements." ”

After saying a word, Su Hang just turned around, returned to him, looked Song Yang up and down with bright eyes, and the more he looked at it, the stronger the smile on his face, and asked abruptly: "Are you ready?" ”

Song Yang didn't know why: "What are you going to prepare?" ”

And Su Hang jumped up without warning, with all the strength of his body, and when he jumped to the highest place, he turned his whole body sideways with all his waist on his waist... If you fall back to the ground in this position, you must cripple yourself.

Song Yang was startled, and finally reacted slowly, and caught her firmly with both arms, Su Hang had long expected that this would be the case, cheered and wrapped his arms around his neck, and his red lips stepped forward, kissing Song Yang on the cheek more than a dozen times like a chicken pecking rice: "Dear classmate Song Yang, my sister wants to kill you!" ”

Song Yang smiled: "Don't learn from that person!" ”

Su Hang didn't seem to know how to be happy, so he ran back to his grandmother, hugged each other, and laughed on his feet: "As soon as I see this kid, I'm so happy, I can't help it, I can't stand it!" ”

Grandma stretched out her hand and patted Su Hang's back: "Good boy, it's right to be happy." Just be happy and I'll do the rest... Don't worry about the boat, grandma will arrange it. ”

Su Hang grinned, grandma was her real confidant, there was no need to avoid anything at all, and after letting go, she jumped back into Song Yang's arms: "Little Song Yang, do you want to drink?" You sent it yourself, and you won't be able to leave tonight! ”

There are many beautiful women around Song Yang, Xiao Jiu who he can not touch, Xie Zimiao, who can refuse Ye Feifei, and who can refuse porcelain dolls, except for Ren Xiaoyu, he gritted his teeth and pushed other women away from the bed, except for Su Hang in front of him.

The only one of its kind in the world, the kindness imprinted in the bones. Both of them are the same, every time they meet, it's like a dream, and when they can't go back, they can meet a dream, how is it bliss.

…… At noon the next day, Song Yang finally returned to the post house, and when he saw Lord Hu and other strangers, he naturally had some politeness and greetings, all of which were nonsense, but it was at this time that an important piece of news that made the strangers wait for a long time came from the Yan Palace: the Uighurs, Tubo, and Inurong should all make Jingtai's bets, so the date of the first product was really determined: before the Chongyang Festival, September 8.

Song Yang's last round trip lasted three months, and now when the time is calculated, there is still a month away from the first product.

Among the envoys of Nanli, some people were quite surprised that the other three powerful countries should make bets, Jingtai was crazy alone, and the other emperors actually went crazy with him, which was a little surprising.

Regarding this matter, Prime Minister Hu saw it very clearly, and explained to his subordinates with his beard in his hand: "Gambling money, gambling on the country, gambling on the son... What do they gamble at the end of the day? It's face! Yipin fights life and death, for the face of the country and the face of the emperor. ”

"It's a pain in the ears to hear such a heavy bet, but think about it, is it possible to cash in on such a bet? If Tubo loses, the prince and the money are easy to say, but how can it give up the two Xiongguan of Tianguan and Broken Corner Cliff to others. ”

"Don't think about the result, the emperor who loses will definitely rely on the debt, and will definitely rely on the debt. There are excuses, such as the winner poisoning in advance, sneak attack plots, etc., at that time, the royal list will be announced to the whole country, and the winner will be severely reprimanded for despicable cheating... To put it bluntly, it is a matter of fooling the people, and if you put some effort into doing it decently, not only will you not lose face in front of the people, but you can also arouse the hatred of the same enemy in the country, and you will not lose your face and you will not be able to pay for your money anyway. ”

"If you gamble and win, you are all happy; If you gamble or lose, you still have an excuse. But if you don't dare to gamble or fight, then there will be no excuse, and if you don't gamble, you will definitely lose face, disappoint the people, and be despised by the subjects. Therefore, the three emperors Yanjing will agree, so you will wake up and wait for September 8 to see the good fight on the first product! "Lord Hu smiled, his family didn't need to fight, and performing on stage in advance was more like a 'warm-up', and he had no burden in his heart.

…… In the following seven or eight days, Song Yang was stunned to find that he had nothing to do.

Amber is still cultivating, Song Yang has asked a few times, but she has no spirit to see people; The dwarfs and blind men in the post house quarreled while surveying the scene and reviewing the design, and Nanrong did not leave the left and right; Fu Dang and Xie Men's lackeys were also busy, and no one cared about Song Yang.

Song Yang became an idler, which was unexpected, when he was bored, there was a knock on the door, and the beautiful monk Shi Xiaoxiao finally came to him.

Song Yang perked up, gave up his seat to the monk, and then smiled: "Can you say it now?" Not long ago, on the way back to Jingcheng from Shizhu, Shi Xiaoxiao asked the disciples around the national teacher for no reason, and then lost his temper inexplicably, and there was no explanation after that.

When the two of them had lived and died together when they destroyed the mountain camp, they didn't need to talk nonsense, Shi Xiaoxiao sat down and said a little abruptly: "Do you think I look like a patriot?" ”

Song Yang scratched the back of his head: "It's okay, you must be more patriotic than me." ”

"Well, even a monkey in Red City will care more about Nanli than you." Shi Xiaoxiao smiled and continued: "Among the Buddhists, I am quite famous, and when I was a teenager, I traveled all over the world and stayed at the altar to preach the scriptures. "Nanli selected a monk to go to the first product, and reserved a seat for the 'Master Wuyan', of course, not because he could write fake letters and engrave fake stamps, but because he took a fancy to him to refine Buddhism and understand Zen theory.

"If the scriptures are well interpreted, they may not be able to cultivate the true taste, I can never break the hue, so I just want to be vulgar, and I am awkward to save the Buddha from being awkward. But the hue in my heart has nothing to do with Nanli, I don't want to be a monk anymore, and I can't be guilty of mixing with Yipin. When the Nanli court sent someone to invite me, I originally refused. ”

In fact, this team of strangers, from Xiao Qi to the second fool, the blind dwarf Heikou Yao... Although they are all Nanli people, who came to the fight to 'show the prestige of the country and win glory for our emperor'? Most people are trying to earn a reward and a future.

Song Yang nodded and asked, "Why did you change your mind later?" Why did you go for a product? ”

"Because Master asked me to join Nan Liqishi, he asked me to take care of you, and I will help you erase it if you have a little trouble, and if you have a big basket, I will notify Master and save you from escaping." Shi Xiaoxiao seemed to have known that Song Yang was a scourge for a long time.

Song Yang was a little surprised: "Who is your master?" ”

"The first seat of the Bodhi Garden of the Great Lei Yin Terrace, the three disciples of the National Teacher, the Dharma name is Tianclumsy." Shi Xiaoxiao's voice was slow: "Pingyue Li Guoshi does not match him with his legal name and ranking, and calls him 'Atai'." ”

…… Atay is not an undercover agent.

He is not a person of Imperial Physician You, and he has never helped Imperial Physician You deal with Master. It's just that before he apprenticed, You Li had a great favor to him.

There was a little thing... On the night when You Li began to flee, he only cared about digging Song Yang out of the coffin and taking it away, forgetting to bury the grave back to its original state, which was filled by Atai for him. At that time, Ah Tai didn't know that You Li was his uncle, let alone that he was thinking about dealing with the national teacher.

Don't say Atai, even the national teacher doesn't know that the famous stinky temper You Taiyi in the eye city has worshiped the same master as himself.

After another fifteen years, after waiting for the case of Yanziping's vulva inn, Atai accidentally discovered that You Taiyi was hiding in the town, and at this moment, the national teacher had learned of You Li's identity and had already listed him as the number one person in the world who must be killed. Atai couldn't protect You Li, but he responded to his benefactor's last request to protect Song Yang.

Song Yang can have a chance to survive, and his existence can not be checked by the national teacher, all because of Atai.

And Atai didn't help Song Yang cover up once and then ignore the future, he probably knew about Song Yang's actions.

Probably talking about the origin of the past, Shi Xiaoxiao pulled the topic back: "Master didn't think about dealing with the national teacher, but he won't erase the heart of repaying his kindness, he always has to complete the most important thought of the benefactor before he died, he wants to protect you, so I also became a Nan Li Qishi." ”

Song Yang's voice was a little obscure: "Senior Atai... It's already gone. ”

The monk is 'round and dead', and the old Taoist will 'go to the immortal', but Song Yang is so clear.

Shi Xiaoxiao is even more beautiful than the woman, and the sadness in her smile makes people feel distressed: "I have lost contact recently." And you didn't see him on Yanziping next to the national teacher. ”

Both young men had a delicate mind, and they could both think that 'cracking the waterlogging' would expose the secrets that Artai had painstakingly hidden.

Song Yang was silent for a while before he spoke: "I'm sorry, I still have to ask you at this time... There is one thing, I don't know if Atai's predecessors have mentioned it to you, how did the national teacher detect You Li's true identity? ”

"There is a scripture pavilion in the Great Thunder Sound Terrace, and only the national teacher can enter. Master heard the national teacher say once that every piece of paper and every book in his sect has been moved here...... One day ten years ago, the national teacher, who was consulting the classics in the scripture pavilion, suddenly burst into a rage, gathered all his cronies and disciples, and passed down a decree: track down a person named You Li. ”

Song Yang exhaled slowly, things are not difficult to guess. As long as a person exists, he will definitely leave traces, whether it is a note of his experience when learning poison, or a medical prescription developed by himself, or a few sour poems written to express the feelings of youth...... The national teacher inadvertently flipped through these pages, and naturally knew that he also had a senior brother named You Li.

I don't know if the fire before Imperial Doctor You died, will he also have a bit of 'don't let Song Yang repeat the mistakes of the past'.

"In addition, there is one more thing I want to make clear to you," Shi Xiaoxiao's voice continued: "I am a disciple of Atai, but I am not a monk of the Great Thunder Yintai." So...... If you deal with the national teacher in the future, you might as well call me. ”

(To be continued)