Today, the Yuan'an Palace is very lively.

The middle door of the palace was wide open, and a brilliant guard of honor was set up, welcoming a bald old man in a red robe into the palace.

The people in the house only heard that it was the master of the little prince Yao Xuanyan, who was a monk from Putuo Temple, the holy land of Buddhism.

No one thought that he had never cried since he was born, he didn't know anything about reading and writing, and the stupid little prince who could only speak at the age of six worshiped such a famous master without saying a word, which is a great blessing.

The Yuan'an royal palace interprets it as a fool and a fool.

Of course, outsiders only saw the scenery of this enlightened monk, and naturally they didn't know what kind of miserable situation this enlightened monk was when he entered the mansion.

On a small road in the palace, the old monk on Putuo Mountain, who is definitely one of the best, sits on the ground with a bitter face, looking like a chicken in soup, and his right hand is twisted with a wisp of white beard still stained with vegetable leaves.

In front of him was a little guy with a shrunken head and two buckets of swill that didn't have much left.

The second county motherboard, who kindly said that he took the monk around, reprimanded the little guy with a sharp face, and said that he would drag the little guy down with a thousand cuts, and the merciful monk finally couldn't look past it, and pleaded again and again, and the second county lord was relieved, saying that if it wasn't for the monk's mercy, she would definitely let the little guy remember this lesson.

Then, Yao Junzhi said with an innocent face, "Why didn't the master dodge just now, or did Junzhi overestimate the master's skills?"

"It's the old man's carelessness. The old monk smiled bitterly, he also wanted to hide just now, but this girl pulled him, how could he hide.

"That's how it was. Yao Junzhi bowed, "However, your current appearance is really not good to continue to visit the garden, why don't you find someone to take you down to change your clothes?"

The old monk resigned, "Thank you, thank you." ”

Yao Junzhi beckoned, "Guizhi, take the master to the guest room, prepare hot water by the way, let the master bathe, and after a tiring journey, it's time to have a good rest." ”

The old monk became more and more frightened, and said, "You don't have to be so ......"

Yao Junzhi interrupted, "If you let your father know that Jun Zhi has neglected the master, won't Jun Zhi be blamed by your father." ”

Yao Junzhi saw a pretty girl behind him and stepped forward and said, "Master, please." ”

The old monk sneered, "I'm tired." ”

The two of them walked far away, and Yao Junzhi showed a little playful smile on his face, "Peach, don't forget to take the robe and wait for the master to change clothes." ”

The other maid behind her belched softly and trotted away.

......

At dusk, the figures of an old man and a young man on the official road were stretched out by the afterglow.

The old man was in rags, with white hair mixed with a few thatches, and on his back was a long, tightly wrapped bag of rags, and he carried a scrawny lame horse in his hands.

In fact, the young age is not too young, dressed in a market linen shirt, with a bearded face, just like a refugee fleeing the famine.

If these two make another broken bowl and squat on the ground, I am afraid they will be a veritable begging duo.

"Old knife, hold on for a while, go into the city and go home, we two drink a lot of wine, eat meat in a big bowl, damn it, why didn't I think this wine and meat was a rare thing before. The young man, who couldn't tell his real age, twitched the corners of his mouth, and the hara in his mouth almost flowed out, "Now I can't be greedy just thinking about it, and I dream about it every day." ”

The sloppy old man grinned, revealing a mouthful of yellow teeth with missing front teeth, and the thief was ridiculous.

The young man rolled his eyes and turned his head to look at the city that could be seen in the distance, "Old knife, you said that I have walked such a long way, two steps less, it's nothing." ”

He did go far enough, from Shuzhou to Yizhou, Yanzhou, back to Lizhou, 20,000 miles, almost despondent to beg along the road.

The sloppy old man replied in the Shuzhou dialect with a very heavy accent, "I've come so far, I don't mind taking these two extra steps." ”

The young man didn't have a good breath, "Lao Tzu doesn't even have the strength to cry, of course I don't mind." ”

The sloppy old man turned his head and looked at the young man with a resentful expression on the face of the little lady who seemed to have been bullied.

The young man rolled his eyes, "Okay, okay, isn't this the road, Lao Tzu has walked 20,000 miles." ”

He straightened his chest and shouted nervously, "Old knife,!"

The sloppy old man grinned, followed the young man's ass, and staggered to the distant city.

......

Although the monks are pure, they can't stand the beautiful lady knocking on the door again and again.

Just after dealing with a group of beautiful girls who wanted to serve him to bathe and dress, the old monk ran out of the bathtub in a panic, and before he could breathe a sigh of relief, two more delicate beautiful girls came to knock on the door, saying that the master was profound in Buddhism and wanted to talk about Buddhism with the master.

The flesh on the old monk's entire face trembled, and he hurriedly said cautiously, "The old man has traveled a long way, and he is already a little tired, so the two girls might as well wait for tomorrow to come back." ”

One of them let out a sigh of disappointment.

Another person said coquettishly, "The land of Lishu is not as good as Xuzhou, and it is cold at night, but do you need our sisters to go in and help the master warm the quilt?"

The old monk was embarrassed, wiped his cold sweat and said, "The old monk is strong and strong, so he doesn't need a warm quilt." ”

......

In a small courtyard of the palace, the second county lord of the Yuan'an Palace, who had a delicate face, almost laughed to tears when he listened to the reports of the people around him.

On the side, Yao Xuanyan looked at his sister stupidly, and his saliva was unconsciously revealed.

At this time, a heroic seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl hurriedly ran into the courtyard and whispered something in Yao Junzhi's ear.

Yao Junzhi was overjoyed, and then smiled like a flower, "Very good, I finally know that I am back." ”

Everyone in this house knows that some people are going to suffer.

I saw Yao Junzhi wave his sleeves and laughed, "Let's go, take my sisters, and take our Royal Highness the Prince home." ”

The handsome girl nodded and turned away.

Yao Junzhi smiled and looked like his brother, "Silly Xuanyan, Yao Jingcheng is back, and he dared to sneak out without me, how do you think I should punish him?"

Yao Xuanyan's godless eyes suddenly burst into a rare brilliance, which was very stinging, and he grabbed Yao Junzhi's hand and rushed out.

......

When he arrived at the gate of the city, the young man who was looking at the magnificent city wall in a daze sneezed violently, turned his head to the sloppy old man behind him and said, "I suddenly have a very bad premonition. ”

The sloppy old man grinned and said, "The second county lord's Tsing Yi is very powerful. ”

The young man gasped violently and said with a wry smile, "Old knife, am I your young master?"

The sloppy old man nodded, showing a smiling face, a little girl-like shyness, just on that wrinkled dark and thin face, it just gave people goosebumps.

The young man sighed, "Old knife, if I am unlucky, I will be righteous, don't forget me when you eat wine and drink meat." ”

The scruffy old man nodded again.

The young man straightened his chest, revealing a heroic expression of a strong man with a broken wrist.

There was a commotion at the gate of the city, and a row of green clothes came out like a flood.