When the little thing between men and women is pulled apart, many problems become no longer a problem, and they are no longer hidden from each other, and they are completely clear. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Yang Tianhong still stays in the library every day. However, he no longer brought Xiaohe breakfast, but instead became Xiaohe to prepare a meal in advance.

Cook food for the man you like, and even a clumsy woman will become ingenious.

Delicate mung bean cake with layers of lard and powder, side dishes with fresh asparagus and sesame oil, delicious soup dumplings carefully steamed with crab roe and gravy, and noodles cut into thin strips with chicken broth and fresh vegetables......

To be honest, these foods do look beautiful, but they don't taste very good. Although Xiaohe takes the initiative to cook for the man he loves, this kind of skill is by no means something that can be practiced in just a few days.

The mung bean cake is too sweet and greasy, and it is very pleasing to the eye when placed on the plate, and there is too much lard and sugar, and when you eat it in your mouth, you have a feeling of fat under the sugar.

Asparagus is indeed very fresh, but there is too much soy sauce and vinegar, and it completely loses its original natural sweetness, just like pickles soaked in an old jar, chewing in the mouth "squeak" and "creaking", which is full of terrifying nitrites.

Eighteen folds are delicately pinched out of the skin of the soup dumpling. It looks white and fat, but the stuffing is not steamed, and it is raw when eaten in the mouth.

As for the chicken soup noodles...... Don't say it, I forgot to put salt at all, and eating it always made Yang Tianhong unconsciously smell a smell of.

However, Yang Tianhong never talked about these things at all. Women are like this, if you are not satisfied with what she does, maybe she will never do it again next time, and you will not be able to talk about the word "honing". Since it has been decided that it is very likely to marry Xiaohe in the future, Yang Tianhong must of course take precautions and endure the pain of this kind of love. Later. Naturally, the dishes will become more and more elaborate and tasty.

For several days in a row, the breakfast was not the same. Looking at the elaborate food in front of him, Yang Tianhong could only shake his head and smile bitterly: "Do you want me to become a fat man with a big belly?"

Xiaohe also has his own reasons: "You have to go to the school field to train every day and not eat more." It's going to be skinny. ”

When saying this, Xiaohe never thought about the taste of the food he made. She was also reluctant to eat, so she left it all to Yang Tianhong.

Yang Tianhong could only eat while secretly crying in his heart.

The contact between the two people gradually increased, and intimate actions were naturally indispensable.

The first handshake feels like an electric shock.

The hands of the two people suddenly parted, and they both felt their hearts beat faster, but they had endless aftertastes. I don't know who took the initiative, but it didn't take long for the two hands to quietly clasp together again. Although both sides felt that it was not quite suitable. But they were never separated. Slowly, I became accustomed to it.

Xiaohe forgot his identity as a librarian, and simply ran to the second floor to read a book with Yang Tianhong.

There is a beautiful woman next to her, and she looks at a fart.

Yang Tianhong only felt that his heart was ape, although his brain urged him to read honestly, his eyes always kept slipping on Xiaohe.

"What pollen did you rub today? ”

"The color of this dress matches you perfectly, it's beautiful. ”

"It's a bright spring outside, or let's find a time. Let's go out for a walk?"

These words are all nonsense, whether it is Yang Tianhong or Xiaohe. The answer is already known. It's just that one question and one answer, never boring, just interesting.

Yang Tianhong wanted to hug Xiaohe's waist and hold her in his arms.

As long as it is a man with sound physical organs, it will be like this.

This thought has been lingering in his mind for more than a day or two, but he has never dared to cross this red line. This is not another world. Even between a man and a woman who are engaged, they cannot do so before marriage. Otherwise, it is misconduct.

Of course, it's good to be a trendsetter of the times. But also consider the gossip from the world. As a man, of course, I don't care about this, but the problem is that women are different. They are under pressure from all sides. Maybe one day you will suddenly have a nervous breakdown and become crazy and stupid.

As he spoke, the problem naturally shifted to both parents.

Yang Tianhong asked, "Who are your parents? Why have I never heard you mention it?"

The expression on Xiaohe's face became unnatural. She casually prevaricated a few words, bypassing the topic.

She didn't want Yang Tianhong to know her status as a princess. At least, for now.

Xiaohe is different from other women. She didn't feel that the princess status was noble, and she never liked life in the palace. She was faintly worried, for fear that Yang Tianhong would have other thoughts in the future. Love is love, don't mix other utilitarian factors. It's never too late to tell him when you feel the need to say it one day.

No matter how smart a man is, he will become demented in front of the woman he loves.

Yang Tianhong didn't notice the flickering in Xiaohe's words. He felt happy, even though the contact between the two was only secretly holding hands, but it was enough.

In contrast, Xu Biao is more troubled.

......

Kyoto of Chu State, Haotianmen altar.

Huang Zhiping doesn't like Xu Biao, he really doesn't like it.

Because of being a disciple of the Haotianmen Fire Palace, Xu Biao did not have the slightest respect for Huang Zhiping. Of course, this kind of thinking is just Huang Zhiping's own opinion. You Xuyan, the hall master of the Fire Palace, said that the old monster has always been strong, and even the disciples under him are arrogant. Although Xu Biao's cultivation was only to build the foundation of the Great Perfection and stand in front of him, he just bowed his hands, and he didn't even mean to bend down.

Yes, what kind of arrogant master there is, what kind of domineering disciple there is.

Huang Zhiping glared at Xu Biao viciously, but with a smile on his face.

"Everyone is in the same family, and your master is also my elder. If there's anything you can do, you can tell me. Don't have any worries, as long as I can help, I will not shirk it. ”

Looking at Huang Zhiping sitting on the gossip throne, Xu Biao slowly frowned.

He wasn't sure if Huang Zhiping's words were for himself, he just waited there, patiently waiting for Huang Zhiping's next words.

In the world, the status of money is especially important. During this time, Xu Biao has deeply felt this.

Yang Qiurong is a monk and does not worship money. However. She's a woman after all. Women love all kinds of novelty gadgets, cosmetics and beautiful clothes are also their favorites. The Dachu market is full of goods, and silver house jewelry can be seen everywhere. For women who like themselves and like themselves at the same time, men will never be stingy with the money in their pockets. Xu Biao wanted to buy a set of clothes or jewelry for Yang Qiurong, but found that the silver taels in his purse were not enough.

The Yang family is not rich. Yang Qiurong is never picky about things outside his body. It's just that Xu Biao's vision is very high, he doesn't look down on women's clothes made of coarse cloth, and he also thinks that the silk dresses on the market are too tacky. Even if it is an expensive Shu brocade, Xu Biao feels that it is difficult to match Yang Qiurong's beauty. Thinking about it, it seems that only the top-notch lake silk can barely catch the eye.

What is the concept of lake silk? It is produced in very small quantities and is expensive. A foot of lake silk sells for as much as ten taels of gold. If you want to make a robe with enough clothing, the cost of silver will definitely not be less than a thousand taels of gold.

Xu Biao has no money.

But Huang Zhiping is rich.

No. It's not just that he is rich, Huang Zhiping is definitely a very rich monk. Since being sent by Haotianmen to set up a Dharma altar in the Chu State, Huang Zhiping has accumulated an astonishing amount of wealth. Don't say it's just a thousand taels of gold, even if you take out 100,000 taels of gold at once, it's a breeze.

That's how weird things are in the world. Huang Zhiping is rich, but extremely stingy. The monk should have paid no attention to mundane things, but he was careful about every copper plate. However, it is precisely because of this miser-like baht that it must be compared. Huang Zhiping was able to quickly accumulate a lot of wealth in just a few years.

For Xu Biao's request to borrow a thousand taels of gold. Huang Zhiping did not give an affirmative reply, and has been vague all along.

What are you kidding, is it easy for me to save all this gold and silver?

The silver didn't just fall from the sky casually, but it took my strength and deception to get it. From Emperor Shunming of the Great Chu State to the common people. When was it not that Dao Ye and I worked hard to cast spells, so they regarded Dao Ye and me as living immortals and took the initiative to offer money and foreign things? For this reason, Dao Ye and I spent all my mental energy, and even my cultivation stagnated. You're good. The two pieces of mouth opened one casually, and when he opened his mouth, he asked the Taoist master for a thousand taels of silver. Nima, if that's the case, why don't you **** learn from the woman in Wanhualou, lying on the bed and parting her thighs, naturally a man will smash a large piece of silver on his head and face?

Xu Biao is a poor ghost.

Any monk who has just come down from Haotianmen Mountain is a poor ghost.

Huang Zhiping is sure that once he lends out the gold, it will be impossible to get it back. Not to mention what interest is.

Why did Lao Tzu lend you gold?

To say that it sounds good is to borrow, but in fact it is to give it for free.

At this moment, Huang Zhiping obviously forgot that he was a monk and was still the same as Xu Biao.

Huang Zhiping repeatedly chattered, just not taking gold out of his pocket. Xu Biao waited impatiently, and opened his mouth to interrupt Huang Zhiping's tirade: "Senior Brother Huang, you can just give me a clear sentence!

In the face of the Jindan monks, the monks of the same sect have always called each other "uncle". In Xu Biao's view, Huang Zhiping is an exception. This person's cultivation has been stagnant for many years, and there are even signs of declining strength. Although I despise this, I can't put it on my lips. At most, it is to adjust the title, you Huang Zhiping is not qualified to be my uncle, at most you are just a brother of the same generation.

The skin on Huang Zhiping's thin face twitched slightly. Of course, he could hear the contemptuous intent of the title. Suppressing the anger in his heart, Huang Zhiping replied calmly: "All the money in my hands is needed by the sect, and it must be handed over in a copper plate and a lot." Of course, if you need it, you can. It's just that the formalities are very troublesome, you need to go to the sect, get the permission of the senior brother in charge, and with the jade butterfly he signed and approved, you can get it from me. ”

A cold light was released from the depths of Xu Biao's eyes.

This is obviously embarrassing people.

Haotianmen is far away from the Great Chu Jingshi, even if he is stepping on a flying sword, it will take half a month to go back and forth. I have made it very clear: urgent, anxious to wait for money. You, Huang Zhiping, ****, just want Lao Tzu to return to the mountain gate, and find the treasurer to ask for what damn approval?

What's the difference between this and taking people away in disguise?

After staying in Chu Guojing for so long, Xu Biao has some understanding of Huang Zhiping's character. This old mongrel doesn't count at all, even if he travels thousands of miles to get an approval from the sect treasurer, when the time comes. Huang Zhiping must have more to say as a prevarication. In a word, it is impossible to borrow the gold from him.

Thinking of this, Xu Biao couldn't help but be angry. It's just that he was able to control his emotions very well and didn't show it on his face.

Looking at the silent Xu Biao, Huang Zhiping pursed his lips. Undisguised with a hint of sarcasm.

After staying in this world for a long time, Huang Zhiping's logical thinking was inevitably influenced by ordinary people. He began to enshrine words such as "money is truth" as classics, and he also deeply believed in sayings such as "laughing at poverty and not laughing at prostitutes". These concepts were so ingrained in Huang Zhiping's mind that he forgot that he was a monk and that Xu Biao, who was standing in front of him, was also his fellow disciple.

"It's not that I'm talking about you, the world of flowers under the mountain is completely different from the mountain. Here, you have to find a job to make a living. We are all cultivators, and we can show a few hands in front of those ignorant people. It's enough to eat and drink. Dignitaries and nobles all want to live forever, let's just get some health pills and sell them to them, isn't the gold mountain and silver sea rolling in? Do you see that I have been in the capital division of Chu State for so many years, and I have asked for a tael of silver on Haotianmen Mountain? No, never. A considerable part of the money in the treasury and all the expenses spent by the disciples of the mountain sect on going out to practice were spent from me. It's no exaggeration to say that those guys on the mountain don't know that the world is difficult. I always feel that I need money, and I will open my mouth to come. Be pragmatic, young people. Don't think everything is so simple. ”

Xu Biao kept sneering.

Huang Zhiping is simply talking nonsense. When did the head of the mountain gate ask him for money? As a disciple of the Fire Palace, he was a little more mysterious about these things. The expenses of Haotianmen's disciples traveling abroad all came from the funds paid by the Dharma altars scattered all over the country. Perhaps it was the cultivation of poisonous fire magic skills that caused him to have a violent temperament, and You Xuyan, the master of the Fire Palace, had to intervene in all the affairs of Haotianmen. Because of his master's relationship, Xu Biao once read the financial exchange documents between the Dharma altar and the treasury in various places. Thereinto. There has never been any mention of the entry from the capital of Chu. Moreover, next to the corresponding annotation item of the branch of the capital of Chu State, there is also a line of small words: "I can't make ends meet".

In other words, over the years, Huang Zhiping has not delivered a tael of silver to Haotianmen Mountain at all.

Look at the old man who sits there and sells the old. Huang Zhiping, who was chattering, Xu Biao suddenly lost interest in arguing with him. This person in front of him, where is the monk, and he is the most common miser merchant in the bazaar. Moreover, it is the lowest level. Xu Biao believes that Huang Zhiping would rather save all the gold to build a coffin to bury himself, and would never take a copper plate from the money and give it to the poor.

Xu Biao glanced at Huang Zhiping deeply and turned to leave.

For the people of the Fire Palace, Huang Zhiping was somewhat jealous. He shouted in a strange voice from behind: "Hey! I said you don't have to hurry to go! Otherwise, I will lend you the flying sword, and you will go back to the mountain gate, and as long as the treasurer opens his mouth, I will lend you the gold. Feed...... Feed...... Don't say I don't lend it to you, you don't want it!"

For waste, Xu Biao didn't even bother to say a word.

......

Coming out of the altar, Xu Biao walked aimlessly on the street.

He finally felt the true meaning of the phrase "a penny is hard to beat a hero".

Yes, the idea of buying a lake silk dress was so strong in my head, but I couldn't get a few pieces of silver out of my pocket. The gap between reality and imagination is so huge that it is not at all hard work to fill it.

Looking at the men, women and children walking back and forth in front of him, Xu Biao's pursed lips slowly loosened, revealing a wry smile of self-deprecation.

It's better to stay in the mountains. There is no Yang Qiurong there, and although the master You Xuyan has a strange temper, he is very generous to his disciples. How to say it, it's like a father who knew that his son was punished by the teacher for not doing his homework, and when he came home, he picked up chopsticks and hit his son's ass a few times without saying a word. After the beating, the father hugged his crying son and gently rubbed the sore spot, stroked his son's head, and gently told him to finish his homework today.

Chopsticks hurt when they hit the flesh, but they don't hurt the muscles and bones. Children should be punished when they make mistakes, and of course they should be comforted after the punishment.

When I first went up the mountain to cultivate, my master also taught so harshly, kindly and gently.

It's just that as I grow up and go down the mountain, there are more things to worry about.

Give up Yang Qiurong?

Of course not.

That's the woman he must marry in his life. No matter how hard it is, you must make your beloved woman happy and happy. Otherwise, what else is a man called?

Perhaps, as Huang Zhiping said, go back to the mountains and find the treasurer?

As soon as this thought was generated, it immediately disappeared in Xu Biao's mind.

His mission this time was to investigate the cause of death of his fellow disciple Shen Changyou. Although a few sporadic clues were vaguely found, there was no real and credible evidence. In short, if you return to the mountain gate now, you will definitely be left on the mountain by the master to continue to practice. I don't know when I want to have another chance to go down the mountain.

Several different ideas collided back and forth in his head, and Xu Biao felt very annoyed. Thinking about it, he even came up with the idea of learning from Jiangyang thieves and sneaking into a wealthy man's house to rob money late at night. (To be continued.) )