Chapter 246: Sweet Words to Please, Hundred Schools of Thought Argue on Zen Poetry.
It's still early for lunch, how do I pass the time? Oh no, I said I was leaving, and I forgot to bring Keju, in order to win the heart of the beauty, I personally soaked it in rose water two days ago! Zhao Ji, Zhao Ji, is it really as the folk say, 'nobles forget things.' 'A little dog, where did you come from?' Hey, if you can't be a nobleman, just be a loyal servant of a nobleman.
He searched the mountains full of plants, and found a shrub with bare, pinching the leaves, ha, and full of a good smell of medicine. Why don't you fold them to the imperial sister-in-law to make a different kind of keju, which is much more interesting than the cheesy rose scent.
Right! Just do it, this is the royal sister-in-law's royal brother, it's man-made, whether she likes it or not, she has to give it a try, if you don't try, how can others know if their hearts are true or false?
He made it up, dismantled it, and tossed it for a long time before he made up an ugly "cage", and said to himself: "Sister-in-law, this is a golden cage, can it imprison your beautiful heart that is taller than the sky?" Don't look at this cage ugly, my heart, it's beautiful, I only love you in this life, believe it or not? Believe it or not. ”
After thinking about it, he rushed towards Yaohua Palace as if he was furious.
"Who?" Bodhi asked, following the knock on the door.
"I'm Zhao Ji, the uncle of today's imperial sister-in-law, please raise your noble hand, let me go, let me in, I have something good to give." Zhao Ji said hurriedly, at this time he was already panting like a cow.
"Mother, there's a stuttering man outside the door, do you want to let it in? He said he was going to give you a gift, and he claimed to be your uncle, and he was too bold! ”
When Chong Zhen heard it, he understood eight or nine points, and thought: It is convenient for him to be convenient with others. Leave a line with people and meet in the future. This idle son-in-law, it is a rare thing to be able to endure all the hardships to see his sister-in-law today, not to mention, he even wants to send a gift to me who has lost power, this is not unkind! However, I still have to be reserved, don't forget the previous 'chicken feather hatred', saying 'one arrow hatred', I really have some grievances Zhao Ji! Life, if you forget all the unhappiness, how good it would be!
After pondering, Chong Zhen said: "Let go!" This man seems to have met. ”
Yanxia saw Zhao Ji coming, and hurriedly ran to bring tea and handed it to him to drink.
When Zhao Ji saw the tea, he said excitedly: "Thank you for the fairy tea, the mountain springs here are refreshing and refreshing, and the tea skills of the Taoist elders are very superb, can you compete on the same stage another day?" ”
"This benefactor has won the prize! In the Taoist temple, all the people who see through the red dust, like the saying of competition, are nothing more than from the mouth of the fierce competition, the fame and fortune, the first to fight ruthlessly, the poor people, all are indifferent to the name of the pure and quiet Fang Wai Immortal Master, never distracted by the red dust and turbidity, in order to disturb the inner tranquility of the state of inaction. Chong Zhen said while thinking, his tone was extremely gentle, like a man who has cultivated the way of becoming an immortal for thousands of years, and this boy was a little confused when he heard it, and he wanted to sleep.
Zhao Ji's heart also softened by three points, and his words were chiseled: "What 'poor road', it is obviously the 'way of poor mouth', it is almost the same, I haven't heard my imperial sister-in-law speak for a long time, I think of my imperial sister-in-law, wise and martial and beautiful, is the god of beauty in the hearts of all the men of the Song Dynasty, the god of beauty in my dreams, I don't want to be imprisoned in this wilderness and ancient road, and live a life of not thinking about the fireworks in the world, this kind of indisputable day, I Zhao Ji can't live a day." How ruthless my royal brother is! It's been so long, and I don't know how to take back the "Mandate of Heaven", and let my imperial sister-in-law be accompanied by green lanterns and ancient scrolls, hey! I really want to scold him to death, I don't understand the mind of a beauty at all. "Yo! What kind of heart does this uncle have? The language is so sweet, was it just stung by a wild bee, and the honey is still on the lips, let a certain beauty taste it! Yanxia joked, which made Zhao Ji look embarrassed and wanted to run away, but Zhao Ji, who was in love for the first time and wanted to get into trouble, also wanted to be a "Holy Decree!" ”
As soon as he heard the "wild bee", Zhao Ji recalled his "Keju", and couldn't help but thank: "Thank you for the reminder, I almost forgot about business!" ”
"Imperial sister-in-law, do you remember how to kick Keju?" He had already handed Keju to Akizuki casually.
"I have said that I no longer care about Hongchen."
"However, I've heard of 'Taoism and Nature', since someone invites you to play, it shouldn't go against the holy will of Immortal Venerable, otherwise, it's 'fake Taoist' and 'lazy Taoist'."
"Hahaha!" Everyone present laughed.
"What a 'Tao of Nature', there is growth!
Since you came to ask for immortals, it is better to come and test a few words of Zen poetry for you. ”
"Listen up." Zhao Ji didn't dare to slack off in the slightest.
"Help you recite a song "Looking for Li Taoist Mountain Residence and Presenting Yuanming Mansion".
"Huh? Whose poem is this? How have you ever read it? Zhao Ji said in a daze.
"It seems that Chong Zhen Dao is different, this is not someone who can visit happily if they say they love to visit, they must face many challenges!" Yanxia teased.
"The small mouth is sweeter than honey, well, I also like this Zen poem, since ancient times, it has been said that Zen is a whole, and it can be described as 'four correct'. Bai Juyi's Zen poem of visiting Gao Dao is so intoxicating: Rest all day, and go up the mountain alone. Climbing vines and old muscles, according to the face of water disease. Tao Xiang recruits to live, and the Mao family promises to return. Full of honor and disgrace, he has no intention of being a lover. ”
"Animals have 'four dislikes', my sister just founded the 'four correct' theory, no wonder it is always so peaceful and peaceful, admire and admire!" Qiu Yue praised.
"It's not fun for everyone, why don't we participate in the discussion of this poem together?"
Everyone thought this plan was very good, and they responded one after another.
"I'll come first, maybe Senior Bai is not in good health, after walking for a long time, he has to rest, how can he be like me, rushing up the mountain in one breath, why did he stop for a while?" Zhao Ji panicked and said hurriedly.
"This son is delicate and wonderful!" Bodhi praised.
"I think it's the happiest to sleep lazy, you come to see this poem, there is a poem as evidence, 'Late alone on the mountain', said that the famous white poet slept lazy, hey, when can I sleep lazy once?" Qiu Yue took advantage of the topic to play, and sighed coquettishly.
"I think nothing can compare to a good body, what else to talk about 'old and strong', 'climbing vines and old muscles' proves that the old hands and feet are already in a trance. Looking down at the once handsome face, it was already a 'sick face', a sick and old Longzhong, maybe even he was tired of himself! Zhao Ji said in a deep voice.