Qingyun Pavilion is a good place to drink tea and listen to books, and it is also a place where fish and eyes are mixed in the rivers and lakes.

As soon as Qingyun Pavilion arrived at noon, the storyteller stood on the terrace on the first floor and said for an hour, and the storyteller snapped a shot, and the story began.

At the corner of the second floor, there is a family member who drinks and eats meat leisurely, with black beads hanging around his neck, Qingyun Pavilion is a place that only recognizes silver, as long as the silver is enough, who cares if you are an official or a businessman, a person in the martial arts or a common person.

The wild monk is called honeysuckle, and he can endure the taste of wine and meat. I don't eat or drink for half a day, and I feel uncomfortable.

The bustle and noise on the first floor disturbed the monk's brows, and the wine glass fell on the table, which shook the private room next door and frequently stretched out his head to look.

The monk felt bored when he arrived, and there was a fire in his chest that was scorching his chest, and this wine was very strong today. The guys of Qingyun Pavilion apologized to the distinguished guests in the private room next door again and again, just because this monk was short-tempered, and he gave enough money to do business, who would kick the silver away, so the monk would come to the door every day to drink wine and eat meat.

The private room next door made a loud noise, as if it was contending with the monk, who disturbed their situation, and they also treated them in the same way.

The rivers and lakes are big, interlocking, and the rivers and lakes are deep, and they are all kinds of colors.

The guys of Qingyun Pavilion trotted upstairs and downstairs, lest they snub any distinguished guest. It happened that a black and thin guy passed by the monk, and the monk had a hoarse voice.

"Little Er, come here!"

The black and thin guy stood down respectfully, his eyes dripping, this monk is not easy to mess with, it is better to be careful.

"Master, what do you command? ”

The monk held the roast chicken in his hand and pointed to the private room next door. His heart was upset, and he was not happy with the noise.

The monk squinted one eye and said in a muffled voice: "Who is making the next door, the noise makes people unhappy." ”

The thin black man nodded and echoed every word the monk said. The guy winced and looked at the private room next door.

"Master, next door is the distinguished guests of the palace, the princes and nobles, Qingyun Pavilion does not dare to provoke, the small one is also kind enough to persuade you, the people of the palace, let's be careful, if the master does not instruct, the small one will go to serve." ”

The monk's glass was raised, the liquor entered his throat, and an exclamation came out of his mouth.

"Good wine!Xiao Er, come to another jar, whatever wine is drinking next door, bring me a jar too." ”

The black thin guy said weakly: "Master, the wine drunk in the palace next door is the exclusive aging of the palace, and I am afraid that I will not be able to drink it even if I spend a lot of money! ”

The monk was already full of wine and food, but smelling the smell of wine next door, the saliva was about to flow to his heels. A guy who runs the hall can be forgiven for having nothing to do.

The monk's big hand stroked his bulging belly, and a series of burps came out of his throat, Xiao Er frowned, but he was too frightened to speak.

The monk waved his big hand and motioned for the man to leave, and the man understood and trotted downstairs.

The monk couldn't get good wine to drink, so he was really not convinced, regardless of whether he was a prince or a hero, it was fate to gather in this Qingyun Pavilion.

The monk made up his mind, waved his loose sleeves, and staggered to his feet. Before one foot stepped out, his body fell on the screen of the private room, the screen was shaky, and a middle-aged man dressed as a businessman came over, and when he saw that it was a monk who fell on the screen, he scolded loudly: "You monk, dare to make a mistake here, you are really blind to your dog's eyes, and you have angered the prince, so you don't want to leave Qingyun Pavilion alive." ”

The monk squinted, his body still falling on the screen, and he didn't see any movement to leave.

The middle-aged man couldn't help but say, and he no longer reasoned with the monk, condensed the internal force in his right hand and chest, and moved forward with his palm.

The monk didn't use half of his strength, he easily dodged the middle-aged man's palm, how could the middle-aged man be willing to give up, and the successive palms slashed at the monk, and the shopkeeper of Qingyun Pavilion heard the voice, and suddenly felt bad in his heart, and trotted over with a sad face.

The monk's right foot moved slightly, and the screen of the private room was lifted in an instant, rolling down to the downstairs, and there was a panic downstairs, and the distinguished guests in the private room next door stood up one after another.

The shopkeeper slapped himself hard, this Qingyun Pavilion was destroyed, it was small, and it offended the prince, it was lifeless. The shopkeeper lifted his shirt and knelt in front of the prince upright.

The prince was the calmest one among the distinguished guests, and the attendants beside him were guarding the prince, staring at the monk with angry eyes.

The monk caused trouble and offended the prince again, so he was a bystander, and he had already knelt on the ground and begged for mercy. But the monk wandered the rivers and lakes, and smelled the aroma of wine, and it was inevitable to get into trouble.

The shopkeeper kowtowed again and again and begged for mercy, and said with a crying voice: "The prince spared his life, disturbed the prince's Yaxing, this monk was originally a drinker in Qingyun Pavilion, and the small one could not be offended, the prince, the small one made amends here." ”

The big and small men of Qingyun Pavilion also knelt in front of the prince.

Although the prince is a relative of the emperor, he also talks about the morality of the rivers and lakes, and the greatest wish of the prince in this life is to break through the rivers and lakes with a horse and a sword, if he meets a confidant again, he is willing to die.

The prince looked at the monk who fell on the chair, but saw that this monk was not an ordinary person, the prince loved talents, so it was better to let this monk talk to him about the rivers and lakes.

When the monk saw the prince looking at himself, an ominous premonition instantly enveloped his heart, if the people in the rivers and lakes had a relationship with the emperor's relatives and relatives, the end would be miserable and miserable.

The monk stood up steadily, picked up the Zen staff in the corner, and wanted to leave the place of right and wrong.

Seeing this, the prince was bound to stop him, and the morality of the rivers and lakes was not to cause trouble and leave in a dignified manner.

The attendants on the left and right followed behind the prince, and the prince stepped forward and placed the fan in his hand on the monk's chest.

When the monk saw this battle, he was afraid that he would provoke the enemy today and settle a relationship. He had one hand on his chest.

"Amitabha, please donor Hugh to stop the path of the poor monk, the poor monk knows the sins he has committed, and the Buddha has punished the poor monk, the silver is placed on the table, and the shopkeeper takes it to repair the damaged place. ”

The shopkeeper is still kneeling squarely, the prince here is the biggest, without the order of the prince, even if he kneels to the unitary, he has to endure it!

The shopkeeper looked at the prince in horror, and trembled at the silver left by the monk on the table, in a dilemma.

The prince is a person who knows each other, he motioned to the shopkeeper to accept the silver with his eyes, and the shopkeeper was broken by the momentum of the prince, and he did not dare to speak, nor did he dare to move a penny.

The prince was patient, and said in a straight voice: "The shopkeeper, please get up, this silver is what you deserve, quickly take it and ask the craftsman to repair the defeated place." ”

The shopkeeper heard the words of the prince clearly, and the shopkeeper stood up quickly and picked up the silver on the table with a trembling rope. Turn and step aside.

The prince looked at the monk who did not move at all, then smiled slightly, and said sincerely: "This master, where to practice? I heard that the master is proud of the spirits brewed exclusively in my palace, so it is better for me to give the master an altar, just the dialogue between the master and the little two, the king has heard it really well, the person who loves wine, must be the person who is arrogant, the king saw the master, sure enough, the master is not informal, so that the king is impressed, but the master pushed the screen, smashed the people of my palace, how to calculate this account, the king has to listen to the master to talk about it." ”

After this toss, the monk has already sobered up for the most part. Hearing that the prince gave him an exclusive spirit, the love of this good wine came to my heart. The monk sighed slightly and said: "The poor monk doesn't know that the prince is here today, disturbed the prince, and smashed the people in the palace, the poor monk is really a sin, it is not as good as this, the prince can choose one at will, hit me three times with his bare hands, the poor monk will never speak, let him beat three palms, and the poor monk is willing to be punished." ”

The prince clapped his hands and applauded, and the prince took back the fan that had just been rung on the monk's chest. His face changed, and he said unhappily: "Master said this, but this king deliberately sought revenge, so as to bully more and less? Although this king has suffered a loss, this king will not take advantage of others' danger." By the way, this king promised the master a jar of wine, but there is not much wine left for the king today, and the master will go to the palace tomorrow, and the king will order someone to prepare it for the master, how about it?"

The monk did a lot of calculations, but he didn't expect that this prince was such an enlightened person, and he still had spare strength, if he really had a grudge with the prince, it would be more than worth the loss.

The monk's tone also stabilized, staring at the throat of the prince, and said with great concern: "Prince, can you feel restless recently, the palms of your hands are itchy, according to the poor monk, the prince has been poisoned for three days." ”

The prince opened his palm, and saw that the fingerprints on his palm were bruised and blackened, and he suddenly felt his head heavy. The attendant noticed that the prince's face was strange, so he stepped forward to support the prince.

If it weren't for the monk's reminder, the prince would just think that he occasionally felt a cold, and he didn't see any complexion after taking a few pairs of decoctions, and he didn't worry about his life, so he would have forgotten about it for the time being.

The prince handed the fan in his hand to the attendant and stabilized his mind. Forced to calm down: "I don't know how the master concluded that this king was poisoned, what kind of poison is this king, and how to solve it?"

The monk put down the Zen staff, but at this time it became more and more regular, so that people could not be compared with the scoundrel who had just sprinkled it.