The three of them sat opposite each other on either side of the tea table.

Qin Lang picked up the brilliant yellow-green glass cup in front of him, squinted his eyes and raised his eyes, looked at the sun, and chuckled: "It seems that this kind of glass cup is not suitable for drinking tea." The colors are a little messy. ”

Zhou Jian hurriedly gave him a look, and said in a low voice: "How can anyone criticize the master's tea set before drinking a sip of tea?" ”

Zhan Xin smiled and signaled that it was okay.

Qin Lang took the steaming cup to the tip of his nose and sniffed lightly, his brows moved slightly, his face showed appreciation, and he couldn't help but shake his head and sigh: "It's really not ordinary." ”

Zhou Jian looked at him with some surprise.

The three princes during the tea tasting are very different from usual.

Zhan Xin saw that he knew how to smell the incense first, and his appreciation was beyond words.

Taking a small sip and swallowing slowly, Qin Lang praised: "Good tea, lips and teeth are fragrant." ”

Drinking the remaining tea soup in the glass cup in one gulp, Qin Lang smiled: "I actually don't understand, it's just a cow chewing peonies." ”

Holding a cup in his hand, he closed his eyes slightly, waited for Hui Gan, and said: "Hui Gan is elegant and timeless, and it is extraordinary." ”

Then, he pushed the glass cup aside and respectfully bowed his hand: "Can I ask the master to give me a white porcelain cup?" ”

Zhan Xin laughed and didn't give him a tea cup, but looked at him carefully with interest, and said with a smile: "How do I think that the little donor is one of the very few people who really knows how to appreciate the tea and soup?" ”

After a pause, he gently added another comment: "The taste of tea, bitter and sweet, is the most true color of life, only with a pure white bottom." This is a great understanding. ”

Qin Lang hurriedly said humbly, he didn't dare.

These two people are so easy to sympathize with each other? Zhou Jian raised his eyebrows and quietly gagged his mouth with slightly hot tea.

Tea over three rounds.

Qin Lang let out a long sigh of admiration, and instead sat cross-legged, with his hands behind his back, looking up at the sky, and chuckling:

"Life is happy, it's better to be."

Zhou Jian looked at his leisurely appearance, and said with a smile: "I should let my cousin and aunt come to see, this lazy guy also has such a free and easy time." ”

Qin Lang's posture remained unchanged, and he sneered casually: "Isn't laziness just free and easy?" Cousin, you dress up freely every day, why do some people still say that you actually have Taoism in your bones? Isn't it just that you're too lazy to get up? ”

Dress up freely?!

Are you saying that King Zhou Xiaojun is hypocritical?

Feng Se pricked up his ears under the outer porch and couldn't help but smack his tongue.

His Royal Highness is really lazy, and he dares to say anything!

Zhan Xin smiled softly, added tea to Zhou Jian and Qin Lang, and said in a casual voice: "Life is all suffering, and all laws are one." In fact, no matter how you live, it's the same. In the end, the stinky skin is buried in the soil steamed buns, the grass people are like this, and the emperor is like this. Who can really live forever? ”

Zhou Jian was silent.

Qin Lang took the tea bowl again, closed his eyes to enjoy it, praised it, put down the cup, and said with a smile: "Master Zhanxin understands it thoroughly." ”

Zhan Xin looked at him, then at Zhou Jian, and sighed softly: "Both of you are extremely smart characters, but you can't let go of the three words in your heart, so you have a hard life." ”

The expressions of the two changed, and their vigilance became greater.

"There are only a handful of people in this world who can live as freely as the two of us. Why did the master say this? Zhou Jian flatly denied it.

Qin Lang asked him: "It seems that Master Zhan Xin is trying to transform the two of us today." Dare to ask the master, what are the three words? ”

"Unwilling."

When Zhan Xin's three words came out, even Qin Lang fell silent.

Zhou Jian looked at him from the corner of his eyes for a moment, then retracted it, and his face was still groaning.

Qin Lang looked at Zhan Xin's face inquiringly, and always felt that he was also a little kind, could he not have been here before? Otherwise, why do you feel that the furnishings in the house are familiar for a while, and you feel that the owner of this yard is kind for a while?

But he said tentatively: "Master Zhan Xin is my father, looking at the cultivation into such an indifferent appearance, presumably, there is no 'unwilling' thing in life?" ”

Zhan Xin twisted his beard and smiled: "Qin Xiao Shi is so agile, this move is to attack the shield of the son with the spear of the son, and it is actually to come to the bottom of the poor monk openly." ”

Zhou Jian was silent.

Zhan Xin smiled and thought for a moment, nodded and said, "I still have one or two things that I am unwilling to do. It's just that the mustard is a trivial matter, so you can not mention it. ”

Qin Lang raised his eyebrows on the side, and sneered with a wicked smile: "Forget it, Great Zen Master!" Listen to your Dharma name, you will know that the seniority in the temple is not low. The abbot of this Great Mercy and Grace Temple has traveled all over the world, if your 'unwillingness' is really just a trivial matter, how can he not help you fulfill your wish? If the monks don't speak, don't break the vows! ”

Zhan Xin sighed and spread his hands: "My mother can't be supported in the hall." The host brother said that the monks are pure with six roots, what can I do? ”

This thing......

For monks, it is really difficult to have both.

Qin Lang apologized: "The kid has no form, don't blame the master." ”

Zhan Xin waved his hand to show that it was okay, but he smiled and looked at his eyes tightly: "Then Qin Xiao Shi, what is the biggest unwillingness?" ”

Is this what it means to be exchanged?

Qin Lang's heart became more and more vigilant, but the reaction on his face was extremely alert: "The early death of the child's biological mother, the son wants to raise but does not treat the child, which is the most disturbing thing in the child's life." Now I can only try my best to serve my father, and I can temporarily calm my heart and be unwilling to obsess. ”

Zhan Xin bowed his head silently and sighed: "Qin Xiao's donor is pure filial piety. Then he turned to Zhou Jian: "What about you, little donor?" ”

Zhou Jian raised his head and drank a cup of medium-temperature tea, hooking the corners of his mouth: "My parents are dead, but I am not unwilling to do this." The two of them are loyal to the death and the festival is the righteousness. If I am still unwilling, I should ......"

looked at the bald head of the great monk, and laughed out loud: "You shouldn't tell the master about this!" ”

Qin Lang smiled and stretched out his fist to poke him in the ribs: "Okay, cousin, you dare to tease the master?" You say, do you want to talk about your marriage? ”

Zhou Jian had always been afraid of itching, so he hurriedly avoided it, and laughed: "Exactly!" I'm so unwilling, I can't include all the talented beauties in the world into the house! ”

Qin Lang smacked him: "Ming'er, I'll tell my aunt and grandmother this, and then see with my own eyes how she beats your board!" ”

The two of them giggled and laughed.

Zhan Xin twisted his beard, laughed along, but recited the Buddha's name in his mouth: "Amitabha!" Unwilling to be unwilling to have the good of being unwilling, and willing to be willing to be wonderful. Each person's encounter, each person's life, each person's choice, that's all. In fact, everything is good, and everything is the same life. It's good to be free, do whatever you want, and have a view of the mountains. ”

Qin Lang's heart moved slightly when he heard this, and he looked up to look at Zhan Xin, only to see him nodding lightly at him.

It seems to be appreciation, it seems to be acceptance, and it seems to be hinting at something.

Qin Lang subconsciously glanced at the corridor under the door.

Feng Se sat there, he should have heard it, and he should have reported it to his father......

So be it, yes.