Volume 1: The Return of the Little Monk to the Lay Chapter 81: Mid-Autumn Festival (3)
"Not really, the poem is good, but the last sentence is a bit misleading, dead rats fill the streets with hunger, this sentence. Qin Xuanxuan frowned, and then said: "Actually, the dead rats in the disaster area can't be eaten, and people will die if they eat them." ”
This is written in Xiao Yan's disaster relief booklet, and some time ago, some people have begun to collect statistics and study the rationality of the booklet.
The report does show that the source of the plague and that most of the diseases were caused by eating these dead rats.
So, if this poem spreads, how many people will have to be killed?
"How does Sister Qin know?" Zhu Wenting asked suspiciously, "Could it be that Sister Qin has also experienced famine?"
Qin Xuanxuan shook her head and said with a smile: "No, I also heard from others." ”
"Sister Qin, don't listen to rumors...... spoiled the interest in appreciating poetry. Zhu Wenting continued: "I heard that this Yao Gongzi is the son of the waiter of the Ministry of Rites, and his literary style is really good...... If I have a chance to meet later, I'd like to get to know you......"
"Hehe......" Qin Xuanxuan had to smile bitterly and didn't speak again.
"But this year's lyrics still depend on Sun Gongzi, but even if it takes a long time...... It's exciting. Zhu Wenting had an expectant look on her face.
"Well, Sun Gongzi is really good, and the poems of the previous year are quite meaningful. ”
Qin Xuanxuan does not deny this.
"Sister Qin, I met Sun Gongzi at a poetry meeting a few days ago, did he specifically mention you...... I said I missed you very much because I hadn't seen you during this time...... It's really envious of my sister......" Zhu Wenting is a typical gossip, and she talks endlessly.
"Haha, I'm tired of worrying about him......" Qin Xuanxuan smiled slightly, but there was no fluctuation in her heart.
"However, my sister heard that Sister Qin, you have a marriage contract? I heard that you are married by the belly?" Zhu Wenting didn't know if it was the gossip she inquired about there.
"Hmm......" Speaking of this matter, Qin Xuanxuan's mood was a little complicated.
However, in Zhu Wenting's eyes, she felt that Qin Xuanxuan was a little ashamed, so she comforted: "I heard that person is just a little monk, even if he can return the vulgar for you, he is also a person with no ink in his chest, and marrying such a person is a wronged sister...... In my opinion, although Sun Gongzi already has a wife, but he is interesting to you, it is not bad to marry a concubine, after all, life must be more interesting if you can be with a great writer like Sun Gongzi, if Sun Gongzi can take a fancy to me, I will definitely marry......"
"Haha, Sister Zhu, don't talk nonsense, these words will cause gossip when they get out......" Qin Xuanxuan shook her head, but when it came to fun, a bald head immediately appeared in her mind, which couldn't help but make the corners of her mouth smile slightly.
"However, I think Sister Qin is moved, right?" Zhu Wenting looked at Qin Xuanxuan's smile and thought so.
Qin Xuanxuan shook her head solemnly, and then said: "Please Sister Zhu, don't make such jokes again, I, Qin Xuanxuan, am not the kind of person who does not abide by women's morals, if Xiao Yan is really vulgar, I still have to marry him." ”
Zhu Wenting was a little unhappy when she heard this, frowned and said: "Sister Qin, I don't have a good intention, you don't appreciate it, I have never heard that anyone wants to marry a monk, but I feel sorry for you." ”
"Sister Zhu, okay, I know you're good for me......" Qin Xuanxuan was a little depressed, but she was a polite person, and she still knew how to speak in a measured manner, and she didn't offend people easily.
"That's pretty much it. Sister is anxious for you...... But I guess I've seen this monk in your tone, right?" Zhu Wenting's face changed a little better, and then she asked with some curiosity.
"Well, I did. Actually, it feels pretty good, although it's a little bad, but it's a good person. Qin Xuanxuan nodded, and the corners of her mouth couldn't help but smile slightly.
"What good can a monk be, he only knows how to eat fasting and recite Buddha every day......" Zhu Wenting shook her head, and then said: "Sister Qin, you can't be so stupid......"
"Actually...... He can also write poetry, although the words are a little ugly, but he can still write poetry. ”
Qin Xuanxuan argued.
"Haha...... What kind of poems can a monk write?" Zhu Wenting was happy when she heard it, she had never heard that there was a monk who could write poetry.
However, this can't be blamed on him, the inherent impression of monks in this era is that even a very capable monk is at most a little more advanced in Buddhism, and his discussion of the Dharma is okay.
Writing poetry?
Waiver......
Qin Xuanxuan shook her head, but she didn't explain it anymore, in fact, there are some things that don't need to be explained, and it is the biggest shock to take them out and expose them in front of them.
Just like the first time Qin Xuanxuan looked seriously at the piece of paper full of poems in her arms.
So, Qin Xuanxuan put her hand into her arms and wanted to take out a certain piece of paper.
In the final analysis, although Xiao Yan has not yet returned to the vulgar and has not yet determined whether the marriage contract is valid, this does not mean that Qin Xuanxuan cannot help Xiao Yan correct his name.
It's just that Qin Xuanxuan was about to put the paper in her arms with the poem "Will Enter the Wine" in front of Zhu Wenting, and told her, this is the poem written by my father-in-law for marriage, which has thrown off Sun Gongzi more than a dozen streets, why should I be Sun Gongzi's concubine?
But at this moment, there was a commotion not far away.
"Come and see, everyone...... This monk is going to beat someone! Where did the wild monk come from?"
"This monk is poisonous! You see how he dresses so fancy, he doesn't look like a monk. ”
......
When Zhu Wenting heard this, she pulled Qin Xuanxuan to the side of the painting boat and looked at the excitement on the shore.
I saw the little monk holding a wooden barrel, raising a spoon and pointing at a talented man and scolding: "Fool! You are misleading! You eat dead mice! You eat dead rats together! See how many days you can live? Make sure your whole family dies!"
Looking from afar, Zhu Wenting saw at a glance that the talented man was Yao Youcai, the son of the waiter of the Ministry of Rites.
"It's so hateful, this monk is simply insulting! vulgar!" Zhu Wenting scolded when she opened her mouth, looking very skillful.
But when Qin Xuanxuan saw the bald figure, her eyes suddenly flashed, as if she had become very excited, and she muttered in a low voice: "This bad guy ......"
Yao Youcai was dressed as a talented man, graceful, shaking a folding fan in his hand, staring at the little monk with some disdain and saying, "Lonely and unheard!"
"Heh......" The little monk did not speak again, but directly put the spoon into the wooden barrel, took a little of the contents of the barrel, and then threw it out.
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