There are pits, you know it's a pit, but you have to jump into it because you have no choice.

Shangguan Yi is now in such an embarrassing situation, Huichen's old bald donkey dug a pit for him, but he has to jump in, jump in and jump out, because he only has this one way to go!!

Therefore, even if the coachman said that he knew no less than ten places whose names were related to Bihai Pavilion, and wanted Shangguan Yi to provide more information, he could help Shangguan Yi screen out which one was the place Shangguan Yi was looking for; even if the coachman was quite sincere and responsible, and shared his worries about Shangguan Yi, Shangguan Yi still had to look like he didn't trust the coachman or didn't want to leak the information to the coachman, and asked him one by one to know the location of these places and some other information.

There is a saying called: The dog bites Lu Dongbin, and he doesn't know the hearts of good people.

At this time, Shangguan Yi was in this process painfully, and he was kind, but he really couldn't, and he didn't dare to tell him the clue, and let him help screen it, although he knew that the other party might not have malicious intentions, and he didn't mean to test him, but after he went back, he always had to report to Jun Yishen, and this was what he was worried about.

Before the matter was revealed, before he knew who the recipient was and what his identity was, he would never dare to drag that person into the water and fall into the attention of Jun Yishen.

Therefore, he can only bite the bullet and be a dog who doesn't know the hearts of good people.

No one likes such an ungrateful person, including himself, but for the sake of more important things, it is also appropriate to be slightly wronged, so although Shangguan Yi felt very aggrieved, he still insisted on not showing anything, and asked cheekily to the end, and then asked them to a remote corner to stop, where they got off.

"Then, sir, don't leave it at that, I'll go back to the Prime Minister's Mansion first. The coachman didn't show any discomfort, in fact, he didn't have any disgust, this person's vigilance is a little higher, but it should be, after all, maybe there is some big secret involved? How can I say that the gentleman wants to win over, and if he can't win over, he has to make a good deal, and he has no secrets, is he worthy? The answer is, of course, no, and if there is any secret that cannot be passed on, it is naturally normal to refuse to say other clues, and it is the same reaction to change it to himself.

"Be careful on the road, goodbye. Shangguan Yi finally breathed a sigh of relief and said goodbye to him.

"Has it finally arrived?" the little monk stood in a remote corner and looked at the bustling scene in the distance, he had always been like this, and there was an invisible line between him and the noisy red dust, this was a boundary, not to be crossed, not to be thought of crossing. Maybe today is the time for all this to change, and as for what kind of fruit will be produced in the future, the little monk can't think of it, and he doesn't dare to think about it.

Shangguan Yi looked at him and seemed to look at the bustling street with a little fear, patted his head, and said: "Although I don't know much about the difference between Buddhism and Taoism, there is no difference between Buddha and Tao on the road of pursuing truth. You should have heard of this phrase that the small is hidden in the mountains, and the big is hidden in the city? I actually think he has another meaning: as long as your heart is strong enough, then you are free and easy to live in seclusion wherever you are, do what you want to do, and will not be troubled by the world. Maybe you are afraid to walk into this red dust now, afraid that you will not be able to fit into it or become forgetful of your original heart, but as long as you can gradually practice and make your heart stronger, it doesn't matter. ”

"Are you saying that my heart is too weak?" the little monk was a little unconvinced.

"Then prove to me, prove that you are strong. Shangguan Yi smiled, with a little contempt, he had used an extremely clumsy but extremely effective method of agitation, for the little monk, he was a hundred shots, and the effect could not be more obvious, otherwise how could he show such an attitude because of such a small matter? You must know that he does not easily underestimate others.

Where can the little monk stand this kind of stimulation, he will stride forward, into something that has never been touched.

"Eh, I know you're very brave, don't run blindly if you don't know the way, how to find you if you get lost, it's really. Shangguan Yi grabbed the little monk quickly when he took two steps, just teasing him, not to test his courage or anything, not to mention that kind of thing doesn't need to be tested at all, if the little monk doesn't have the capital to become a climate, Huichen and Huitong don't have the face to let him take it, courage is necessary.

"Are you kidding me?" Although the little monk is wooden, this does not mean that he is stupid, the above official temperament will tell him this, it is clear that he is seducing him to say this, doing this, but he still took the bait.

"I didn't, it's the little master that you yourself are not strong enough, and you are competitive, no wonder I. This class teaches you to be well-behaved, not to be affected by other people's rhythm, to find your own rhythm and then start at your own pace, and just go on like this, it is enough. Shangguan Yi slyly changed his concept, and taught him some things in a roundabout way, some of which he understood but may not be able to do it, and once he did it, he would be very invincible.

"Oh. The little monk agreed sullenly, and lost to Shangguan Yi again, he was quite unhappy in his heart, after all, Shangguan Yi was about the same age as him, regardless of force, he was not an opponent at all, and if he used force... Even if he goes at his own pace, as he said, he doesn't have such a thing as rhythm, isn't it?

"Looking for a place to rest?" Hua Xiangrong finished eating the melon and looked at Shang Guanyi.

"Let's take a look first, I don't think everyone should be tired, right? After all, I've been sitting in the carriage, I just need to stabilize my body, I feel that the bones are about to fall apart anyway, and it's not bad to walk around?" Shangguan Yi stretched his waist, and his bones crackled, because his body was not well when he came, so he didn't dare to run around these days, and he didn't even dare to get out of the carriage or anything.

"It's fine. Hua Xiangrong nodded, as for Shangguan Yi's arrangements, she didn't care much, after all, it was not difficult for rich people to mix in Kyoto, although she didn't have much money, but Shangguan Yi had it, and it would be over if she followed the eldest brother and had meat to eat.

Then they walked slowly on the street, looking at the unique cultural heritage of the East China Sea, and they were a little happy.

"Hmm, that...... What are you doing?" the little monk looked at a place surrounded by many people in the distance and was a little curious, but he was a little lower than Shangguan Yi, and there was no way to get a glimpse of it from a high place, as for the gap between the crowds...... The surrounding area is dense and impassable, how can it be seen clearly?

"emmm, what kind of attractive street performance or selling yourself to bury your father or something, right?" Although Shangguan Yi is a little taller than him, he is actually useless, and he can't see clearly.

"Eh, why do you guess that?" The little monk was a little suspicious, are the two things that can be compared to selling his body to bury his father and street performing?

"I don't believe that there are so many poor people who sell themselves on the street to bury their relatives, maybe there is, but not every one of them is like this, so it's okay to look at this kind of thing, and if you see too much, you will be numb. Shangguan Yi said in a commonplace tone that saw through the red dust, such a scene has been staged over and over again on TV, all kinds of plots, how can they be adapted, how can he still have a sense of freshness? Not to mention kindness.

"Well, how can you be so sure that you are betraying your father in it? Street performances may not be good, although they are not much better. Hua Xiangrong retorted a little disapprovingly, emmm, in fact, it is not a refutation, after all, she has also seen a lot, this kind of common routine on the street can't help her at all, even give her some time, she can also come to a show of betraying her father and burying her father.

"Look at the atmosphere, although it is all the attitude of watching the play, but if they sell themselves to bury their father, in the case that they are not exposed, the audience is still more restrained, after all, it is a great tragedy for others; if it is replaced by a street performance, exclamations, cheers and applause are always indispensable, otherwise they do not have enough effort and the performance is not exciting enough. Shangguan Yi pretended to be thirteen lightly, in fact, he vaguely heard someone over there discussing this girl selling herself to bury her father or something, it's quite pitiful, if you can't guess it, you will cut off your head and give it to someone who needs it.

"Cut, let's go and have a look. Although what Shangguan Yi said seemed to be true, Hua Xiangrong still looked very unconvinced, in fact, she just wanted to see the excitement, after all, she had been in the Great Guangming Temple for so long, and her temperament had been suppressed for a long time.

Shangguan Yi couldn't do anything, so he beckoned the little monk to go over together: "Let's go, see if they are lying." ”

With the efforts of Shangguan Yi and the little monk, the three of them squeezed into the front of the crowd and saw the woman kneeling on the ground, fifteen or sixteen years old, not good-looking, but also quite delicate, and her posture was passable, in the eyes of ordinary people, she could be regarded as middle and upper, but it was far worse than Hua Xiangrong, and her dress was very much like a poor family who sold her body to bury her father.

The actions of the three of them naturally attracted the attention of the people next to them, especially in their eyes, and the appearance of the flower that could be called a foul caused a burst of exclamations and greedy gazes.

"Huh. Shangguan Yiyun sneered with internal force, and the small but very penetrating voice woke these people up, and the little monk also protected Hua Xiangrong with him, and others took advantage of her, although Hua Xiangrong himself would also pay attention to this problem, but as a companion, he still had to help.

"Three masters of the two heavens, and those two male babies are so young, I'm afraid they are not small, especially that little monk, could it be a high disciple of the Great Bright Temple? People are a little bit of a fryer, the truth of a knife on the head of the color word is still understood, this time I am afraid that the sharp minute will take people's lives, the backstage of this combination is definitely not small, and the unclean thoughts in the brain have also converged, compared to this one who sold himself to bury his father, although the appearance is average, but there is no background, and he will marry home as a concubine if he pays some money.

"The family is poor, there is no mother since childhood, some time ago my father suddenly fell ill, bedridden, spent a little savings and borrowed money from relatives and friends did not cure my father, my father went like this, my brother is still studying, I have no skills, I have to come out to ask a kind person to help bury my father, pay off debts, for my brother to study, great kindness can not be repaid, willing to serve you as a cow and a horse, and my brother will repay you in the future. The little monk read the words on the wooden sign she stood beside her word by word in her heart, and the more she read, the more she felt miserable, is such a person really a liar as the money donor said?

There were a lot of onlookers, but most of them were watching the excitement, but there were very few who wanted to pay to help her, and these few people were persuaded to quit.

Yes, dissuade.

There is a bad person next to him, and whenever someone wants to go over and ask about the specific situation, he will tell more cruel truths: for example, the woman was favored by a somewhat powerful ruffian hooligan, so she had to sell herself, as for whether it was ...... It's not necessarily, and it's not comfortable to buy it back. For example, her younger brother is a guy who is not in the climate at all, no matter how much he studies, he can't even support the family at this time, and he has to rely on her sister to sell herself to support him, such a person can you expect him to be promising, and expect him to repay you?

In his various words, the well-wishers who wanted to help her were almost persuaded to quit, and the woman naturally refused to let him do such a bad thing, and argued with him, but she was angry and cried by his nonsense, and the crying pear blossoms brought rain, so that she was not sad, and she seemed more weak and more lovable.

The little monk looked at Shangguan Yi and gave him a look: Can such a liar still be?

Shangguan Yi continued to look at the development of things without embarrassment, whether he was a liar or not can only be determined when the matter is revealed, and it is still a little early to close the coffin.

Time passed little by little, and the crowd suddenly stirred again:

"Humble son Wen Ruyu, Wen Gongzi is here, I didn't expect him to pass by here today, there is no suspense now......"

"Yes, yes, Wen Gongzi is famous for his kindness, when the road is uneven, he draws his sword to help, this woman is so pitiful, she will definitely not let it go, it seems that there is nothing to look at, this woman has a good fate. ”

"Who says it's not? Wen Gongzi doesn't need her to serve as a cow or a horse......."

The next thing was just as they guessed, Wen Ruyu was naturally attracted over, and then argued with the Hun man for a few words, he was speechless, and successfully walked towards the woman, and then naturally discussed some specific matters with the woman, of course, Wen Ruyu would not ask her to be a concubine or anything, but just let her go to work in the embroidery workshop under their Wen family, and she would send money to support two people.

The little monk looked at Shangguan Yi again, this time the money donor should admit that he was wrong, right?