Chong Xuzi smiled slightly, did not speak, but threw the hot potato to Wu Song.

Zhang Yulan is a stunning beauty, naturally not a hot potato, but in the Northern Song Dynasty, things between men and women are extremely sensitive, at the moment it is the third watch in the middle of the night, Wu Song is a strong young man, Zhang Yulan is a twenty-eight beauty, walking on the mountain path, it is inevitable that there will be gossip.

Zhang Yulan is a pilgrim of the Beidi Temple and a good person, and her safety is naturally responsible for the Taoist priests of the Beidi Temple, because she has a prominent background and a profound family background, and the Taoist priests dare not be irresponsible.

If Wu Song took the initiative to send Zhang Yulan back, and Zhang Yulan did not object, they would have nothing to do with each other, Chong Xuzi is not a cunning person, but a person who understands the world, since Wu Song has opened his mouth at this moment, his words are also appropriate, just right, and the rest of the things can be handed over to the two of them to deal with themselves, even if something really happens, the Taoist priest of the Beidi Temple will not be very responsible.

Wu Song is an upright man, thinking that Xuanqing escaped, he was infatuated with Miss Zhang, and regarded Zhang Yulan as her, and there was a great chance of coming back, and only he had the ability to protect Zhang Yulan in the Beidi Temple.

But it is impossible for him to accompany her all night as Huayangzi said, besides, today is the eve of the Duanyang Festival, and it is the first day of the new year, and there are more than a thousand good believers in the Beidi Temple, and there are many chaotic people, so it is the best thing to send her home.

"I'm tired of preparing a carriage for the head of the road. ”

Chong Xuzi poured a cup of fragrant tea for Wu Song, and poured a cup of fragrant tea for Zhang Yulan, but never spoke, Wu Song was very strange, he didn't know Chong Xuzi's heart after all, otherwise he would soon be calm, "Anyway, if you ask me to send her back, I'll send it, if you don't need it, I'm a good person to the end, and I sit here until dawn, which can be regarded as doing my duty." ”

Zhang Yulan was thoughtful, and naturally understood the meaning of Chong Xuzi, she bowed slightly to Wu Song and said, "There is a head for labor." ”

Wu Song listened, but happy, he was most afraid of the grinding person, Zhang Yulan took the initiative to thank him, that is, he agreed to be escorted home by him, he also saved trouble, he didn't need to stay here for one night.

Chong Xuzi listened, he was even more happy, he was also worried that Zhang Yulan was willing in his heart, but he said many reasons there, he looked at people carefully, and knew that Wu Song was a straightforward person, if Zhang Yulan postponed it once or twice, Wu Song would take it seriously, Zhang Yulan stayed in the Beidi Temple for a while, and he was also a little more worried.

"Dutou, there is no carriage in the temple, and it is difficult to hire a car outside. ”

"No carriage?" Wu Song hesitated.

"Don't worry, although the little woman is a daughter, it is okay to walk more than ten miles. ”

Zhang Yulan's words made Wu Song less worried, this kind of young lady who does not leave the boudoir for three steps will take their lives if she has to walk more than ten miles, and this is the reason why Wu Song hired a carriage.

"Miss Zhang can walk, but what about Yingxiang? She has a head injury, and it is difficult for her to travel without a carriage. ”

This is Wu Song's second worry, Yingxiang's forehead was broken by Xuanqing, she bled a lot, and her body was weak, so he had to carry her into the room, and he couldn't carry her all the way back, that is, he was willing, it is estimated that Yingxiang carried the man for more than ten miles, and the rumors would naturally spread all over Mengzhou Mansion, she wanted to marry unless she went to another place, but she was just a girl, how could she call the shots.

"Yingxiang can only stay in the Beidi Temple, and when Lao Dao personally hires a car to send her back tomorrow, I don't know if Miss Zhang is at ease?"

Zhang Yulan nodded and said, "Then there is a long way to go." ”

This time it was out of Wu Song's expectations, the Beidi Temple is full of Taoist priests, that is to say, they are all men, although Yingxiang is a girl, it is always a little inconvenient to stay alone, Wu Song thought that Zhang Yulan would think for a long time before agreeing, but she didn't expect her to agree all of a sudden.

What a decision this is, it takes a certain amount of courage and judgment to agree to this matter, the first is to believe in the Taoist priest in the Beidi Temple, she is from a prominent background, Yingxiang is her personal girl, the Taoist priests naturally dare not have any contemptuous behavior, second, to believe in Xuanqing, Xuanqing is infatuated with Miss Zhang, in addition to this infatuation makes him crazy, he was originally a kind person, and he will not do any harm to others, that is, it is to hurt Zhang Yulan, in fact, it is also an infatuation.

It is not difficult to understand these two things, but to think about these two things in an instant, it is not something that ordinary people can do, Wu Song's conversation with Zhang Yulan in Ye Mansion, only then did he see her speech and demeanor, as well as her prayers with the gods, knowing that this is a kind woman, but whether she is a chivalrous woman or not, there are still many reservations, but now that he has made a decision, he can be very sure that this woman does have the demeanor of a chivalrous woman.

The chivalrous demeanor does not mean that she has super martial arts, but that heroic spirit and that temperament that makes decisions on the spot, which is completely opposite to the shyness and hesitation of ordinary women.

"In that case, Miss Zhang, Wu Song will send you back!"

Wu Song likes direct people the most, she agreed, and she didn't grind herself, and stood up immediately.

He originally thought that Zhang Yulan would go to Yingxiang's room to visit before leaving, but he didn't expect her to go straight out of the back door of the Beidi Temple with Chong Xuzi and Huayangzi.

"This magnolia is really elusive, she is extremely selfish, thinking that she should leave quickly, it doesn't matter if the little girl ignores it, or is she really so heroic, since she knows that Yingxiang will not have an accident, she will be able to take her back tomorrow, so she doesn't need to look at it, and going there will disturb her rest. ”

Wu Song's mind turned, in fact, in his heart, there were eight or nine points that thought it was the latter, Zhang Yulan Hui was good-hearted, kind-hearted, indifferent, it can be said that Mount Tai collapsed in front of him and his face did not change, if she said that she left in a hurry for her own safety, it is inevitable that she is a bit of a villain.

When they arrived at the back door, the two old Taoist priests said goodbye, and Zhang Yulan instructed: "Tired and tired of the Xuzi Daoist, tomorrow I will send someone to my house to get the sesame oil contributed by the little woman, so that I can make a blessing bag for everyone, and it is also the little woman's incident tonight that I deeply blasphemed the Northern Emperor, hoping to calm the anger of the gods." ”

Wu Song listened to them saying kind words, it was nothing more than the two Taoist elders saying how divine Zhang Yulan was, how could the Northern Emperor blame and other things, he was very interested in seeing if Zhang Yulan would say anything about Yingxiang, he really didn't believe that this girl would not ask at all.

"Dao Chief, Yingxiang's little girl has shed a lot of blood, and when she gets up, she will naturally have a dry throat and need to drink more water, but tonight is the first day of the new year, and there are many good believers, and the young Dao Elders in the temple are busy greeting ....."

Wu Song snickered in his heart: "She finally mentioned Yingxiang." I don't know why, Wu Song always thinks that she has to care about this little girl to be perfect, otherwise her beauty will be slightly inferior to that of his wife.

Chong Xuozi naturally understood the meaning of Zhang Yulan's words, and saluted: "Miss Zhang, don't worry, Lao Dao and Senior Brother Huayangzi will personally bring twenty bowls of water to the door of Miss Yingxiang's room..."

Wu Song almost laughed, the difference between men and women was very strict in the past, if you have to, men and women have to be alone in the same room, men in order to show their righteousness, they will generally put more than ten bowls of water between the two, meaning, if you really can't hold it, then drink water, water can make people calm, want to drink more than ten bowls of water, no desire.

Zhang Yulan said that Yingxiang wanted to drink water, which was to remind Chong Xuzi to do this, and a water bowl was placed at the door of Yingxiang's room, that is, someone knew that it was a woman who was resting inside, but the water bowl outside was enough to prove her innocence.

"Lao Dao is seventy-one this year, Huayangzi is also sixty-nine, there are only four Taoist priests left in our generation, and there is another senior brother who is seventy-two years old, and one junior brother who is sixty-seven years old. Chong Xuzi continued: "Senior Brother Huayangzi, the four of us haven't sat together for a long time, why don't we get together in front of that courtyard tonight on the first day of the new year, can you say okay?"

Hua Yangzi comprehended, bowed down and said: "Senior brother, that's naturally good, I'll go and invite senior brother and junior brother over..."

Zhang Yulan just made a slight blessing, and didn't say anything, everyone understood the meaning, she said that the young Taoist priest was working very hard today, that is, she said not to let the young Taoist priest pass by the room where Yingxiang lived, so as not to have any bad words come out.

Chong Xuzi simply said that let the four old Taoist priests guard outside the door, the youngest of them is already sixty-seven years old, and the idea of love has long been gone, and it is more reassuring to be outside.

Wu Song and Zhang Yulan walked on the wilderness trail, although it was said to be a wilderness trail, but tonight there were many good believers who came to the Beidi Temple to worship, and some thought that they could not grab the incense of the head pillar, so they simply came over a little later, so there were pedestrians along the way.

Wu Song is more at ease, there are people coming and going here, so there will be no rumors that he and Zhang Yulan are lonely and widowed in the wilderness, and the flow of people here is comparable to Mengzhou Mansion Street.

Zhang Yulan walked very decently, standing on the right side of Wu Song, indicating that her identity was humble, and her footsteps were always slightly behind Wu Song's half a position, indicating that she did not dare to walk in front of Wu Song, even if she walked side by side, it was not okay.

Neither of them spoke along the way, just walked quietly, Wu Song didn't know where Zhang Yulan's home was, how could she point the direction without speaking when she walked behind her.

Zhang Yulan has her own method, every time she walks to a turn or a fork in the road, her hand is hidden in her sleeve, pointing slightly, she is behind Wu Song, but the shadow is in front of Wu Song, Wu Song can see the direction of her finger.

Wu Song couldn't help but secretly praise in his heart, this Zhang Yulan is really a rare dignified woman in the world, she is behind herself, pointing the direction is also hiding her hand in her sleeve, even if others can't see it, there will be no rude behavior, it can be seen that her temperament is natural, the appearance is the same, it can be imagined that when she stays alone in the boudoir, she behaves no different from when she is outside.

Wu Song had a naughty heart for a while, and deliberately walked faster, wanting to make Zhang Yulan fall behind, to see if she would greet herself and talk to herself, who knew that Zhang Yulan would also be able to keep up, no more, no less, just half a position behind him.

Naturally, Wu Song will speed up his pace, if he really takes a big step, not to mention a female stream, even a man with eyebrows is difficult to catch up, Rao is so, Wu Song has more respect for Zhang Yulan, she is from a big family, dignified, but not a sick daughter, she walks no less than ordinary women.

Originally, Wu Song heard her say that she could walk in the Beidi Temple, probably thinking that she could walk home, but I don't know how many times I have to rest on the way.

Walking and walking, Wu Song finally heard Zhang Yulan's slight gasp, knowing that she was tired, he couldn't help but smile slightly, put down his steps, and was about to find an excuse to take a break.

"Wu Song!"

Zhang Yulan's voice sounded at this time, Wu Song was stunned, she kept calling herself "Dutou" tonight, calling her name the first time, but it was only the first time tonight, and she also called Wu Song like this in the Ye family.

At that time, Wu Song was bitten by a poisonous spider and was unwilling to heal the wound, she gave a lesson, and for some reason, she shouted "Wu Song", her tone became a little stern, and Wu Song couldn't help but obey her.

This is something Wu Song has never tried in his life, he instantly laughed at himself, or this is what Su Shi said, there is poetry and books in his belly, Zhang Yulan is knowledgeable, and her temperament is natural and elegant, when she speaks sternly, she can say something she doesn't understand, and she naturally admires it.

"Miss Zhang, please advise!"

In order to show his respect for her, Wu Song turned slightly sideways and did not greet her head-on.

"Poof!"

This is the first time Wu Song saw Zhang Yulan and couldn't help laughing, although he didn't see the front, but he could guess that it must be very good-looking, and he couldn't help but feel a pity in his heart that he couldn't see it.

"Go to the stone and rest for a while. ”

Zhang Yulan said that she had already walked over, and Wu Song smiled in her heart: "It turns out that she is tired and wants to rest, but if she wants to rest, she must rest, why make a posture of teaching people." ”

"Wu Song, sit down. Zhang Yulan pointed towards the stone.

"I'm not tired. ”

"Well, if you don't sit down, take off your robes. ”

"Take off your robe?" Wu Song was very surprised, turned to look at Zhang Yulan, this was the first time he looked at this little girl head-on, her appearance was naturally not as good as Master Li, Pan Jinlian, and her temperament was not as good as Chai Wanfei, but it seemed to concentrate the advantages of the three of them.

Someone once tried to draw the most beautiful person and the most beautiful part of the world into a person, but that person is not a beauty, and even an ordinary woman can't be compared.

"There's a scratch under your robe, and I've been walking beside you, always seeing it, and always feeling sad in my heart...."

When Zhang Yulan said this, she smiled, but she quickly retracted, and Wu Song suddenly realized that this woman had obsessive-compulsive disorder and couldn't see other people's clothes damaged.

When he rescued Zhang Yulan, he didn't know what to cut the hem of his clothes, and he didn't think there was anything out of the ordinary, but since people felt uncomfortable looking at it, he didn't care, he took it off casually and threw it away.

"Wu Song!"

Zhang Yulan hurriedly stretched out her hand to stop it, snatched Wu Song's robe, Wu Song was wondering, only to see her take out a light green embroidery bag from her body, it seemed that it was used to put rouge gouache, but after opening it, it was a box of needlework and thread, Wu Song felt very strange, how could a young lady bring needle and thread with her.

He thought of Pan Jinlian, and so did Pan Jinlian, who brought a needle and thread with him, and couldn't help but smile slightly.

Zhang Yulan raised her head slightly, her tone was still flat, but there was a hint of blame in the blandness, "This is a new dress, it is so easily damaged..."

"Hey, you're really married..."

"Marrying what?" Zhang Yulan felt that what Wu Song said was very strange.

Wu Song originally wanted to say a modern saying, "can be married", the highest praise for a woman is nothing more than being able to marry, Zhang Yulan is beautiful and wise, born in a wealthy family, with an extraordinary temperament, but she can do needlework, where to find this kind of woman.

However, the Northern Song Dynasty etiquette was strict, and Wu Song naturally couldn't say that sentence, otherwise he would be a beautiful woman at best, and a prodigal son at worst.

Wu Song didn't want to lie, so he had to smile and say: "Seeing the girl so beautiful and clever, I suddenly couldn't help but think that if anyone can get the girl's favor, it is really a great blessing, don't be surprised, Wu Song is not light-hearted." ”

"It's all overrated!"

Zhang Yulan is not like an ordinary woman, either embarrassed and angry, or bowing her head and secretly happy, but she responded very generously, but the embarrassing atmosphere was resolved at once.

Wu Song felt that this Zhang Yulan not only had a chivalrous demeanor, she was as generous as a modern person, and she really wanted to be like a modern person, sitting next to her, and the nonsense of Tiannan place, of course, he knew that he couldn't, but Zhang Yulan didn't mind, and pedestrians would look sideways when they saw it.

Wu Song suddenly thought of a martial arts he saw before the crossing, probably written by Gu Long, Hu Tiehua married a very virtuous woman as his wife, after the candle night in the cave room, he saw his good friend Chu Liuxiang, and he didn't care about it, he directly pulled him into the cave room and met with his wife, in order to show how good this woman is, it is estimated that this Zhang Yulan has this temperament, of course, Hu Tiehua's experience is not good, after entering the cave room, he found that his wife in the cave room was missing, replaced by an ugly girl, and it was a dead person, Zhang Yulan in front of him would not have this thing with him, he just had a whim, and felt that this woman was such a wife。

Zhang Yulan was really ingenious, cut off the torn position of the robe, and after some modifications, it was not half a point of disobedience, and she sewed an inner pocket in the robe for the cut part.

Wu Song smiled: "Why are you sewing a bag inside? Do you want to put private money?"

"Private money?" Zhang Yulanqi said, but she immediately turned to ordinary indifference, "When you men are warm and cold, they often wear less clothes, my father is like this, and he also boasts that a man must be thin to look magnificent, sew a bag here, you can put a warm bag, which can not only show your spirit, but also keep warm..."

Wu Song listened, his heart was warm, and he couldn't help but be impressed by her heart, if Zhang Yulan in front of him was two or three years older, he would definitely feel that this person was his mother, naturally, the twenty-eight beauties in front of him, if they became someone else's temperament, they must be good wives, or that sentence, they can be married.