A scholar of Zhenguan in the Tang Dynasty

"Are you traveling together?" Gu Qing looked down at the other monk, who looked a little short by less than 1.4 meters, and the other monk already had a beard and should not be too young.

"Your Excellency is Gu Qing?" The short monk said with a salute, "I have heard rumors about Mr. Gu when I arrived in Chang'an, and I am here to pay a special visit today."

"This crappy Guanzhong accent is so familiar." Gu Qing pulled the fat monk and said, "Where did this monk come from?"

"Womon." The fat monk also whispered, "This guy is really fun."

"Ha! Devil!" Gu Qing waved his fan and said, "Monk! Get this guy out, devils are not welcome in my Taoist temple!"

"What devil?" The fat monk didn't expect Gu Qing to dislike Japanese monks so much.

Seeing that Gu Qing was about to drive people away with a broom, the Japanese monk hurriedly backed away, "Sack of bridge beans! Mr. Gu Qing, I have something to offend you."

"You have offended me too much." Gu Qing waved the broom to chase away people.

The Japanese monk escaped from the Taoist temple in embarrassment, and the fat monk whispered again, "This guy has money, and he has a lot of silver cakes on him."

"Do you think he will give it to me?" Gu Qing asked again.

"I probably won't, this Japanese monk is picking it up." The fat monk also fell into a state of anxiety, "The poor monk also took a fancy to the money on his body, but he didn't know how to get out of it. This Japanese monk is a ghost."

The Japanese monk cursed all the way and left the Taoist temple.

Gu Qing and the fat monk thought together, and the idea was ready to come out.

Wu Mei packed up the Taoist temple, and saw Gu Qing and the fat monk rushing away with a big cloth bag and a wooden stick, "Master, what are they going for?"

Sun Simiao lazily squinted and lay on the recliner, "Maybe he went hunting wild roe deer."

Wu Mei and Gu Qing were married, and Sun Simiao felt relieved for a long time, at least the child had a family and a home to return to.

"Monk, are you sure he will go this way?" Gu Qing squatted behind the tree, looked at the fat monk with shiny hair, and smiled confidently, "Young Master Gu, don't worry! This is my old business , familiar!"

Seeing a figure approaching, the Japanese monk was still cursing.

The nimble fat monk walked around behind him and put a cloth bag on the Japanese monk's forehead, so that the other party could not see the front. Gu Qing swung the stick and swung it down vigorously.

The Japanese monk screamed and struggled with his hands, "Baga!"

The fat monk firmly held the pocket in one hand, took the stick in Gu Qing's hand with the other, and swung the stick down towards the back of the monk's head. With a muffled sound, the monk fell straight down.

"Did you faint now?" Gu Qing carefully opened the corner of the cloth bag and looked at it. The Japanese monk, who was faintly breathing, really passed out.

"I can't wake up in a few hours." The fat monk began to grope for the silver cake on the Japanese monk, "I was the best at this unique skill when I was in the village, and I have to grasp the strength and direction to get the most out of it. .”

He took out seven or eight pieces of silver cakes from the monk's body, and divided them between them. Seeing that there was no one around, Gu Qing stripped the monk's body off again.

The fat monk stretched out his fingers and flicked the Japanese monk's lower three roads, "I didn't expect the wisdom root of this Japanese monk to be quite delicate."

After putting away the Japanese monk's clothes, Gu Qing saw that there was no one around, "Let's go quickly."

"Wait!" The fat monk took out a knife, "I'm going to cut off his little thing to make wine."

Hearing voices from a distance, Gu Qing pulled the fat monk up, "Don't cut it, hurry up, someone is coming!"

The fat monk had no choice but to give up resentfully and slip away quickly.

Three hours later, the Japanese monk turned around leisurely, and saw a group of onlookers in front of him. He shivered and looked at himself naked, roaring in his mouth, startling a flock of birds.

At this time, the officers and soldiers from the local county came, "You don't wear clothes in the blue sky, and the reputation of this village has been ruined by you. Take it away for trial!"

"Listen to my explanation..." the Japanese monk pleaded, "Things are not what you think, in fact, I am..."

Chapter 58

The Japanese monk knelt in the prison and cried, Datang was so dangerous, he didn't want to stay anymore and wanted to go home.

On the eve of New Year's Eve, Gu Qing put on clean clothes and prepared to go to the garden, and said to Wu Mei who was tidying her clothes, "You can go with me."

"I'm waiting at home for my husband to come back." Wu Mei helped Gu Qing fasten his belt, "I heard that recently there was a strange monk who didn't wear clothes wandering around, and it's true that there are all kinds of people lately."

After tidying up everything, Gu Qing looked at Wu Mei, "How about it, handsome."

"Handsome!" Wu Mei nodded.

"Come and let me show you a majestic and mighty baby..."

After frolicking for a while, Wu Mei's face was reddened, Gu Qing smiled contentedly and rode to Chang'an with a smile.

Arriving in Chang'an, the curfew on New Year's Eve will be suspended for the time being. Gu Qing tied up his horse outside the city gate, and said to the gate guard, "Look at my horse, it was sent by General Niu Jinda."

"Definitely." The two guards nodded.

"Huh?" Gu Qing was thoughtful, "Why do you two look so familiar?"

"Mr. Gu must have read it wrong, let's go in!" said the guard at the city gate, feeling uneasy, and it was not until Gu Qing walked into the city gate that he let out a sigh of relief, "Fortunately, I didn't realize that he was stopped in front of the palace gate. It's just the two of us."

"It's not bad, I finally changed to a position with a lot of money." Another guard also sighed.

Tonight, Chang'an is decorated with colorful lights, and the lanterns are hung high. People come and go from the streets to the edge of Zhuque Street, heading all the way to the old place of the garden. This time, they directly bypassed the gate of Cheng's house.

Walking into this garden, looking around, many people have already come, and each has something to say.

Gu Qing found a corner where no one was around and took a sip of wine by himself. It is better to keep a low profile tonight. There is a guy who also wants to keep a low profile sitting next to Gu Qing.

The two looked at each other and smiled, drinking their wine.

Thinking of being bored, Gu Qing asked, "Dare to ask..."

"I'm going to stay in the room." The other party cupped his hands, "I drank your tea back then."

"No wonder it looks familiar." Gu Qing raised his glass in respect, "Where's your old father?"

"I'm chatting with Zhao Guogong's eldest Sun Wuji." Fang Yi said bluntly.

Both of them like to keep a low profile, each drinking wine, Fang Yizhi took out a book from his arms and read it by candlelight, Gu Qing was idle and dazed.

"Gu Qing?"

After a greeting, Gu Qing turned around and quickly bowed, "Grassman Gu Qing has met Princess Gaoyang."

"Come here, the princess has something to tell you." Gao Yang said.

Gu Qing came to Princess Gaoyang and said, "Princess, please speak up if you have anything to say."

Looking at Gu Qing's face, Princess Gao Yang whispered, "Will Wu Mei treat you well?"

"Very good." Gu Qing said, "Ikea Ishim is a good match for Caomin, and I miss Princess Lao."