Chapter 173: Another Begging Monk

Nanjing, Liu Junshi Bridge.

Autumn is crisp and sunny, which is a good time for chrysanthemum crabs.

Near noon, Liu Li was jumping in the open space at the entrance of the Earl's Palace.

Actually, it's a jump rope. Liu Xiang and Lao Yu, the gatekeeper, stood on both sides and shook the rope, and the rope danced in the air, looking like there were dozens or hundreds of them moving, so it was called 'dancing a hundred ropes'.

I saw Liu Li jumping lightly into the dancing rope, constantly jumping up and down with the rise and fall of the rope, like a dexterous deer. The colored rope with two small mustaches tied to her head also flew up and down, like a cheerful little butterfly.

was dancing vigorously, Liu Li suddenly felt a darkness in front of him.

"Wow, it's getting dark, is it going to rain?" Liu Xiang took the opportunity to stop rocking the rope and looked out while rubbing his sore arm.

But I saw that the sun was still hanging in the sky, and it was a fat monk wearing a hat and clothes and shoes blocking the light.

"Amitabha, two little donors, the poor monk is polite." The monk had a pair of triangular eyes, looking fierce, but speaking unexpectedly, he first greeted the two children, and then saluted the old man with a single palm:

"I was tired and sincere, and I said that my old friend Daoyan was visiting."

"Oh, okay, you wait." The old man was just about to put down the rope, but his sister Liu Xiang hurriedly said:

"I'll go, you're here watching my sister."

As he spoke, he slipped into the smoke and ran in.

"Hahaha." Monk Daoyan touched his head and smiled awkwardly: "Does the poor monk look like a bad person?" ”

Lao Yu and Liu Li looked at him carefully, and then the old and the young nodded together.

"Alas, in fact, the poor monk became a monk at the age of fourteen, and he never killed a chicken." Dao Yan felt hurt.

"Master, are you here to turn your fate?" Liu Li felt embarrassed, so she naturally diverted the topic.

"No......" Dao Yan just wanted to say no, but thunder sounded in his abdomen, so he was embarrassed. Let's just say that. ”

"Please have candy." Liu Li took out two pieces of caramel from his purse.

"Huh. Thank you, little donor. Dao Yan took it with a smile, and the two of them squatted at the door, eating sugar with relish.

The old man has been holding the rope, standing vigilantly behind the two of them, ready to see that things are not good, and at any time to lock the throat of the fierce monk.

Fortunately, after a while, Liu Jing came out and looked at his niece squatting at the door with a fat monk, and couldn't help frowning. Hey, this kid is too self-cooked......

"Master, father, please come in." He said to the fat monk.

"Uh-oh." Dao Yan hurriedly stuffed the caramel in his mouth, but when he wanted to get up, his body shook, and he hurriedly asked for help: "The poor monk is numb." ”

The old man hurriedly helped him.

"Little Tanyue, thank you for your alms." Dao Yan clasped his hands together again and thanked Liu Li.

"You're welcome." Liu Li said with a smile.

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Dao Yan limped and followed Liu Jing to the backyard.

In the courtyard, a large maple tree is like a canopy, and the green canopy has been dyed with a little gold, and it has been stained with drops of yellow.

Liu Bowen sat on the recliner under the tree, drinking tea and reading, leisurely.

"Mr. Qingtian, good Yaxing." Monk Daoyan walked in, smiling and clasping his hands.

"You demon monk, don't stay in Suzhou honestly, why did you come to Nanjing to Huohuo?" Liu Ji put down the book, picked up the purple sand teapot, washed the cup, and poured a cup of tea for Dao Yan.

"Could it be that Mr. Guanzhong is here, but the monk can't come?" Dao Yan sat down, picked up the teacup and looked at it, and put it down again.

"What, you don't think my tea is good?" Liu Ji said unhappily: "The world can drink a cup of tea from the old man, but there are only more than ten people's ears." ”

"No, no, Mr. Aota misunderstood." Dao Yan hurriedly waved his hand, touched his stomach and said: "It's really empty in the temple of the five internal organs, and even the wall skin will be scraped off if you drink tea." ”

Saying that, he smiled and said: "Shi is mainly replaced with a bowl of rice, and the poor monk is grateful." ”

"You're a wine and meat monk and you've started asking for food?" Liu Ji looked at Dao Yan, who had a fat head, big ears and triangular eyes, no matter how he looked at it, he looked like he was killing a pig.

"Alas, how can you ask for food when you are a monk? It should be called Huayuan. Dao Yan smiled and said, "Let people prepare the meal first, I'm so hungry that I can't speak." ”

"You're just here for food, you." Liu Ji scolded with a smile and instructed the servant: "We don't dare to offend the monk who asks for food, let's start eating." ”

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"Mmmm, it's delicious...... "Dao Yan has a dough cake in one hand and a braised duck leg in the other. Take a bite of the bread, just a bite of the duck leg, and the food is fragrant.

Liu Ji's family has a light diet, and although they are not in Buddhism, they rarely touch meat.

Although Dao Yan is in Buddhism, he has no meat and no joy. Liu Ji also specially asked people to buy duck legs for him on the street and cut the pig's head meat.

"You haven't eaten in a few days?" Liu Ji took a dried shredded chopsticks and chewed carefully.

Dao Yan stretched out three fingers in his right hand.

"Three days?" Liu Ji asked curiously, "What are you doing here?" ”

"Hey, don't mention it." Dao Yan said vaguely while eating: "Isn't this the emperor's edict to order monks who are proficient in Confucianism to take the exam in the Ministry of Rites?" Poor monks were also among the candidates. The heart said that the poor monk should be regarded as the best Confucianism among monks, right? ”

"Hmm." Liu Ji nodded and said, "You are one of the 'Ten Friends of Gao Jidi Beiguo'." ”

"Oh, you're laughing at the poor monk." Although Dao Yan said this, he looked proud.

He was friendly with Gao Qi, Yang Ji and others, and often wrote poems and discourses together at the Kaiwen Conference. Because of the eleven backbones and daily activities in Suzhou Beiguo, it is called 'Gao Jidi Beiguo Ten Friends'.

Gao Jidi is Gao Qi, so 'Gao Jidi Beiguo Ten Friends' means 'Gao Qi and his ten good friends'......

However, considering that Yang Ji, Zhang Yu, Xu Ben, Wang Xing, Wang Yi and others are all famous poets and writers in the world. This 'Ten Friends' is not too watery, but Gao Qi is too famous......

Dao Yan can be among Gao Qi's ten friends, and his knowledge is naturally good. At least take a test.

So the poor monk only came with a one-way trip, and he didn't even bring his living expenses in Beijing. The heart said that if you become a monk anyway, you can eat the imperial grain. But accidents are everywhere, and Dao Yan said depressedly: "Who knows, but I lost the election......"

"The Heavenly Realm Temple is rich and rich, and it doesn't care about food?" Liu Ji asked with a smile: "Besides, you are also called to Beijing, talk to other people's good students, and it is okay to send you a share, right?" ”

"After the poor monk lost the election, he felt that there was a shady scene, so he made a big fuss in the Heavenly Realm Temple, and as a result, he was locked up for three days, and he was kicked out today......" Dao Yan sucked the duck leg bone to a white glow, and sucked the oil from his fingers, and then he still couldn't stop his hand and said: "The poor monk has offended the head of the monk, and now he has no relatives in the capital, so he can only come to Mr. Qingtian with a cheeky face." ”

"Do you want me to dig it up? Or will it help you find the Heavenly Realm Temple to be accommodating? Liu Ji said: "The old man and Master Huitan still have a little friendship. ”

"Hey, hey, neither." Dao Yan smiled slyly and said, "The poor monk just came to see Mr., begged for a meal and left." ”

ps. Chapter I. I didn't close my eyes all night last night, and I really can't get up today, and I just finished writing the first chapter. Excuse me.

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