Yun Chu knew that the old monkey had always wanted to be firmly tied to Xuanzang's chariot, and after Xuanzang returned to Chang'an in history, in addition to making a "Tang Dynasty Western Regions" to set off the Tang people's enthusiasm for conquering the Western Regions, he spent the rest of his time translating scriptures, and rarely appeared in the political life of the Tang people.

I thought that this old monk was a high-ranking monk who didn't listen to anything outside the window, a holy monk, and Yun Chu's feelings have changed a little now.

He is very curious now, how beautiful Princess Gaoyang must be, so that Xuanzang's eldest disciple is willing to cut down for the sake of beauty.

Princess Gaoyang in the TV series is not representative at all, Princess Gaoyang in the TV series has been the protagonist of Yun Chuchunmeng for a long time, which does not mean that the real Princess Gaoyang of the Tang Dynasty is what she looks like.

Moreover, judging from the behavior of the peep monk and the old monkey, the debate machine is definitely not an honest monk who has never eaten meat, how can he be willing to be beheaded by someone and not shout wronged?

The most terrifying thing is that if history doesn't turn a corner here, soon, the beautiful Princess Gaoyang will also be killed by Emperor Li Zhi.

Therefore, Yun Chu still refused to go along with the old monkey.

When Di Renjie came to Jinchangfang with a group of students, there was still some time before the Jingjie drum sounded, and Yun Chu greeted them with a large group of children with all kinds of poor and sour appearances.

This also gives Di Renjie room to bring the pastries he specially brought.

Looking at the children's gobbling up, Yun Chu invited them to see the house being renovated with a reluctant smile on his face.

The place where the Big Wild Goose Pagoda was built is relatively high, so when you raise your eyes, you can see houses sparkling in the sun.

There is no way for these houses not to shine, mainly because Liu Yi and the craftsmen strictly follow Yun Chu's instructions, and it took a night and a day to paint all the exterior walls of the houses white.

This is against the backdrop of a large mouse-gray house, which looks extraordinarily large, clean and bright.

The grand gate of Jinchang Fang is in full swing under construction, just from the unfinished outline, you can see how brilliant it will be once this golden phoenix is carved and polished.

Most of the houses in Jinchangfang are adobe walls and thatched roofs, although they look shabby and shabby, they are so clean that Di Renjie and other students did not expect, not to mention that the streets paved with bluestone slabs are dusty, and even the lintels and walls of each house are neat and orderly.

The clothes on the people who come and go are all the same color, the men are light blue linen clothes, the women are light blue linen dresses, although the back is embroidered with the three words of Dou Da Deshenglong, but they are all clean, the men look clean and neat with their hair buns, and the women have a wooden hairpin on their heads, and their hair is also neat, unlike the women in other shops, not to mention the poor, and they want to let people throw them into the ditch to feed the pigs.

"What do the three words behind them mean?" Di Renjie looked at it for a long time, and finally asked Yun Chu.

"If you can't sell it, you can only sell your back."

"What do you mean by selling backs?"

"Have you seen the flagpoles of restaurants, green buildings, and restaurants?"

"Yes, you mean - they sold their backs to a gold shop called Deshenglong?"

Yun Chu grabbed Di Renjie and whispered: "They all love face, and they don't see through it. ”

Di Renjie took a long breath, his face turned pale, and he clenched his fists and said, "This is too bullying." ”

Yun Chu said lightly: "Who made them poor, poverty is the original sin." ”

A group of students were interested in the flowing water nullah in Jinchangfang, and several students from the south squatted on the ground and said to Di Renjie with their hands on the clear water: "It's really surrounded by clear water, and I can't be fooled." ”

Yun Chu smiled: "This water can be drunk. ”

Di Renjie tasted a sip of water and said happily: "The water here is almost comparable to the water of the Chan River." ”

Yun Chu pointed to the splendid Great Ci'en Temple and said, "This is the legacy of Empress Wende." ”

Everyone passed by the gate of the Great Ci'en Temple, looked at the fat monk standing at the door of the temple and smiled, and then looked at the group of skinny children who followed behind them, sighed one after another, and followed Yun Chu to the house they were going to rent.

The house is very simple, a bed, a few, a futon, an oil lamp, and the latrine is not far away on the seepage pit, which does not look dirty.

What caught the students' eyes the most was that there was a pot of green garlic and a pot of leeks in the house, growing green in the house.

The windows are very large, and in most places you can see the Great Mercy and Grace Temple, and even if you can't see the Great Mercy and Grace Temple anywhere else, you can see a dilapidated lotus pond.

After looking at all the rooms, one student finally sighed and said, "It's too simple." ”

Di Renjie said: "I think this is a good place to study, the people here are pure, and the people are simple, and there is no stubborn style of the people in the rest of the city." ”

Yun Chu smiled: "The name of this place is called the Burrow. ”

One of the students laughed and said, "It's really appropriate." ”

Yun Chu's face turned red, Di Renjie couldn't bear to see it, and just when he was about to persuade him again, he heard Yun Chu yell: "Pen and ink are waiting!" ”

Immediately, two beautiful young men dressed cleanly and with ponytails came over with two basins of ink.

Yun Chu first dipped a thick brush in the red paint, and with a flick of his hand, the edge of the red paint was thrown to the wall, bits by bit, and the colors were dripping.

Then he stuffed the ink-stained brush into Di Renjie's hand and said, "Take these red pigments as the theme and draw a plum tree." ”

Di Renjie was stunned for a moment, looked at the red dots on the white wall, then looked at the brush in his hand, thought about it for a while, sneered at Yun Chu, and then pushed the thick brush to the wall, and then picked it up hard, and suddenly, an old plum branch with thousands of knots jumped on the wall, and then split the wind left and right, and countless iron branches were born out of nowhere, passing through those red dots lightly.

After some strokes, some red dots appear ink-colored stamens, some red dots are soaked in ink and become larger, and then a few strokes are outlined, a cluster, a cluster of plum blossoms will be connected with the iron branches, intersecting, hidden, and some red plums are only half left.

Looking closely, it still feels rough, after Yun Chu and everyone retreated backwards five or six steps in unison, a tree of red plums came into view, some were connected to the trees, proudly fighting with the flying snow, and some fell into the colorful, like a warrior who died in battle, falling from the plum tree, and some red plums were waiting to be released, and they were impatient to join the battle group.

Yun Chu clapped his hands admiringly and said: "Good painting, good plum, so arrogant, why don't you let me write a poem on this red plum theme?" ”

The students applauded, and this unintentional competition made everyone interested.

Just when Yun Chu was about to take over the brush from Di Renjie's hand triumphantly, Di Renjie laughed and said: "When did you make Yongmei Poem, did you make it, or did you sell it for a lot of money?"

A certain family will not let you get your wish today, since this is called the Burrow, then, you write a poem that makes people ignore this humble place, well written, I and other students even if you are here in the pigsty, we all live, if you write badly, even if this is Qionglou Yuyu, we will also brush our sleeves away. ”

Yun Chu pinched the brush and said: "Poetry is just a small way, you must not indulge in this way, it is useless to learn from my generation." ”

Di Renjie sneered: "Write it well, and then it's a small way." ”

Yun Chu looked at Di Renjie and said, "Do you really want me to write?" ”

The students said loudly: "Write, if you don't write, you won't be the son of man!" ”

Yun Chu said abruptly: "If it is written, do you really want to live here?" ”

The students said: "As long as you write a poem that I admire, don't say that I will live in it later, and bring it to you along with the window, until your house here is full." ”

"Wouldn't it be too hard for you, might as well ......"

"It's better to ...... Your mother, you liar. ”

Yun Chu sighed, very satisfied with the performance of these fools, thought about it for a while, and felt that Liu Yuxi should have no opinion.

I picked up the pen and wrote the three words "Burrow Inscription" on the edge of the red plum.

Looking back at the expectant students, he said, "A gentleman's word." ”

"Get out of your mother's horse and it's hard to chase, write quickly!"

Di Renjie didn't participate in the scolding, he always felt that something was wrong, especially the sly light that flashed in the corner of Yun Chu's eyes, which made his heart weak.

However, he still gritted his teeth and persevered, it was not an easy thing to come up with a poem that would satisfy everyone, if Yun Chu could really write it, he would not be ashamed even if he admitted defeat.

"The mountain is not high, but the name of the immortal. The water is not deep, and if there is a dragon, it will be spiritual.

Si is a burrow, but Wu Dexin. The moss marks are green, and the grass is green.

There is a lot of talk and laughter, and there is no white ding. You can tune the piano and read the Golden Sutra.

There is no silk and bamboo, and there is no case.

Nanyang Zhuge Lu, West Shuzi Cloud Pavilion.

Confucius: What's ugly? ”

Yun Chu wrote about the dragon and snake, at first everyone was just laughing, and after a while, only a few people followed the chanting, when Yun Chu wrote about Confucius Yun: What is ugly? , even Di Renjie's voice disappeared.

Yun Chutian shamelessly wrote his name in the lower left corner of the article, and then added the year, month and day, so that this "Burrow Ming", which could have made Liu Yuxi famous through the ages, became Yun's masterpiece.

Yun Chu handed the brush to the young man who was serving him, turned around and said lightly to Di Renjie and his classmates: "Poetry Xiaodao'er, I will send you a small essay to commemorate it."

Well, there are guests here, you still go with me to taste the food of Jinchangfang, and you will not be disappointed. ”

Di Renjie looked at the "Burrow" on the wall for a long time before he arched his hand to Yun Chu and said: "The article is old and spicy, righteous and horizontal, the sentence structure is neat, the rhythm is clear, the rhyme is harmonious, and there is a visual neat beauty.

But what an ugly thing is a prose sentence.

In terms of sentence structure, it is a combination of loose and scattered, so that the rhythm of the article is bright, the language is staggered, and the reading is subdued and frustrated, harmonious and pleasant, and has the beauty of music.

It's really a good article, Yun Chu, if this article is made for you, Di admires it! ”

Yun Chu smiled, pointed at Di Renjie and said: "I got it in my dream, it's not true, let's go, let's go, my chef has a big temper, and if you don't leave, there will be no food to eat." ”

(End of chapter)