Chapter 69: The Master Is Like This
"Su Xiaoxiao, where is my son's bold and free celebrity uniform?"
"I'll wash it for you. ”
"What? I'm going to wear it for such an important occasion today. ”
"Well, it's already dry, and the day before yesterday you asked me to incense it, so I washed it for you. ”
"That's good, I specially asked Wen Ruo to help me prepare, only this kind of big sleeves flying, long clothes mopping the floor of the merry celebrity clothes are worthy of the best of the best...... The identity of a first-class master, hey, yes, Su Xiaoxiao, the clothes are very fragrant...... Damn, how did this get sewn up? Su Xiaoxiao! You sewed up the placket?"
After getting up in the morning and washing up, Zhao Rong, who was about to change clothes, looked at the luxurious clothes in his hand that Lin Wenruo had carefully prepared with a shocked face.
I saw that the cardigan that originally only needed to be tied with a long belt was sewn together from the chest to above the knee at the moment, and what made Zhao Rong even more speechless was that these third-rate tailors were still sewing shoddy, and the threads were still left on it.
Su Xiaoxiao, who was cleaning up the dinner plate and facing away from Zhao Rong, shrank her head when she heard this, and hurriedly ran away in a panic with the basket, leaving a sentence, "Xiaoxiao looks at this clothes are too rascal, just, just help you sew a little ......"
Zhao Rong laughed angrily, "Where is the hooligan! It's not that I don't wear a belt, besides, everyone wears it like this, where do you put the eight-pack abs that you let this son practice with great difficulty?"
Zhao Rong patted his forehead, thinking about it, he still didn't have the trouble of looking for that little girl's film, and he didn't have time to accompany her today.
The most chic young scholar with his ruined outfit changed into a simple plain white Confucian shirt, packed everything up, carried a bookcase, and pushed the door out.
Not only did he travel with his luggage, but Su Xiaoxiao and Liu Sanbian would also bring all the salutes, and many Lin clan members would also go out with the salutes and go to Taibai Mountain together to wait for the results of the Confucianism and Taoism debate.
Because according to Lin Wenruo's plan, once the Confucianism and Taoism debate lose, then they must immediately step up their whips, and leave Zhongnan Kingdom while the onlookers have not dispersed and the opponent does not dare to recklessly kill them all and break their promises.
After that, Lin Wenruo also arranged a back road for the three of them, but Zhao Rong hoped that he would not need it, because it was already the worst situation.
At the end of the day, the gate of Lanxi Lin's manor slowly opened, and a huge team rushed out.
Thousands of black-clothed feather guards, nearly a hundred tall carriages, and countless followers drove towards Luojing.
The destination is the platform on Taibai Mountain in the south of Luojing City, which determines the national fortune of the southern country for the next thousand years.
In a black carriage at the front of Lanxi Lin's convoy, the atmosphere was a little solemn and ...... Embarrassed?
There are only three people in the car, and they are also the three protagonists of this Confucianism and Taoism debate.
Zhao Rong played with the milky white jade plate on his waist with his right hand, and his thumb carefully rubbed the five words "beautiful jade embellished with Luo Ying" on the warm jade plate, his face calmly ignored the strange eyes of Lin Wenruo and Chen Muzhi, sniffed the agarwood, and his eyes stayed on a wall decoration in the car, and suddenly ...... Some of them missed a certain woman.
Since he realized that he was actually the original one who had awakened the memories and character of his previous life, he had a new experience with her and Qian'er.
Sometimes walking on the road, inadvertently flashing her former smile in my mind.
Sometimes I drank with Wen Ruo, and when I was drunk, I remembered the red face after lifting the hood that day.
In those days, I was boring and boring copying scriptures in the Lingguan Palace, in addition to the layout and planning, when I was distracted, what turned the most in my mind was Cangyang Gyatso's poems and her.
In this life, turn mountains and rivers, do not cultivate the next life, just to see each other.
When Chen Muzhi saw Zhao Rong's dress, he couldn't help but speak, and said to Lin Wenruo: "Why is Brother Ziyu dressed so casually, Wenruo, didn't you prepare formal clothes for Brother Ziyu?"
Lin Wenruo coughed lightly, and just wanted to say that the value of the outfit he prepared for Zhao Rong was enough to buy a small house in Luojing, but Zhao Rong had already come back to his senses and spoke first.
Zhao Rong explained with a serious face: "Didn't you say that I would dress up as a first-class horse, I was not satisfied with the outfit that Wen Ruo prepared for me before, and I felt that it didn't reflect my identity as a master......"
Zhao Rong paused for a moment and continued to make up: "Now this simple outfit is very good, just imagine, when the three of us come on stage together, both of you are dressed luxuriously and solemnly, and the opposite side is also, and among the six people on the stage, only I am dressed in plain clothes, with an indifferent expression, well, when the time comes, who is most likely to be a master, everyone should be clear at a glance...... I said, you know what I mean, right?"
Chen Muzhi gasped, nodded abruptly and said: "What Ziyu said is extremely true, this trick is very wonderful, what is said is that the elephant is invisible, the loud sound is hopeful, the more extreme the thing, the more abnormal it is, and the world thinks that there must be a demon ...... Brother Ziyu is really a god and a man. ”
Zhao Rong raised his eyebrows and nodded, seeing that he had already made up so much in his brain, he didn't say more, but at this moment, he cut Su Xiaoxiao, the culprit who caused him to not be able to show off his eight-pack abs, several times in his mind, thinking about how to clean up this little girl who had strong subjective initiative and dared to kill him in his "battle robe".
Lin Wenruo smiled when he heard this, but did not speak.
Not long after, the convoy drove into Luojing City, and when it was about to go out of the south gate, Zhao Rong saw a magnificent scene through the car window and tens of thousands of Luojing people.
Luo Jing, thousands of feet in the sky, is hanging in the air, a person in a purple python robe, with an old face, snow-white eyebrows, and slightly closed eyes.
The most bizarre thing is that the white-eyed eunuch is holding a blue and white porcelain bowl filled with water in one hand at this time.
The sky was high and the wind was urgent, but it couldn't blow the corners of his clothes, and the water in the bowl did not make any waves.
Suddenly, the white-eyed eunuch's eyes opened slightly, turned his head to look in the direction of Taibai Mountain, and then dumped the porcelain bowl in his hand, let go and retreated.
The overturned blue and white porcelain bowl hung in the air, and the water in the bowl poured down, but looking at the small bowl of clear water, it gushed more and more.
The blue and white porcelain bowl is so small, but it seems that there is a heavenly river hidden in it.
The bowl water is gushing, and a waterfall pierces through the white clouds and flows straight down.
Suddenly, the waterfall seemed to collide with the ground somewhere in the air in Luojing, encountered obstacles, and no longer continued to fall to the world, but gathered together, forming a "water droplet".
Zhao Rong sat in the carriage, looking up at the "water droplets" in the sky, only to see the waterfall falling from the white clouds endlessly, and the oval "water droplets" were also accumulating bigger and bigger, at this time it was already as high as 100 zhang, no matter where the people of Luojing City were in the city, as long as they looked up, they could see it.
At the end, a strange scene suddenly appeared in the huge "water droplet".
It is a magnificent ancient platform surrounded by pine and ancient cypress.
"That's the prayer platform, our destination. Lin Wenruo said on the side.
Seeing that the two companions beside him were curious, he explained with a smile: "This is the vision produced by a magic weapon called the Mirror Flower Water Moon White Glass Bowl treasured by the royal family of the Zhongnan Kingdom. This bowl is a pair, this is one of them, and the other should be in Taibai Mountain at the moment, so the water curtain produced by the white glass bowl in front of you can embody the image and sound of the scripture platform. ”
"100,000 Luojing people don't need to go out of the city, they can watch today's Confucianism and Taoism debates everywhere in the city!"