I went to the temple after traveling through time, and he turned out to be a monk!

Zhuo Yunye is a very talkative person. Even though the smoke from the fire choked his throat, he also loves to talk.

It's just that during the long years spent in this dark prison, no one could talk to him.

Now that he has caught a student's wife, he will not stop talking.

He and Bai Zhi talked about Meng Ying's past when she was young.

*

Meng Ying was eleven years old that year.

As usual, Zhuo Yunye arrived at the Imperial College just after dawn.

In the morning after the rain, the sun shines brightly, and the air is filled with the freshness of earth.

The sound of reading loudly conveyed the vitality and vitality that could not be concealed.

Zhuo Yunye did not directly disturb the children's morning reading, but brewed a pot of Longjing for himself in the pavilion.

It’s so comfortable!

After a while, the sound of reading stopped, and several children rolled out of the door like balls.

Zhuo Yunye took a sip of tea, shook his head, hid his smile, and made a very fierce look, "Zhuo Yao! How unbecoming is it to fight!"

Seven-year-old Zhuo Yao's face was full of dissatisfaction, and he was not the only one making trouble, so why did he only name him?

Not only was he unconvinced, he also glared at Zhuo Yunye.

How could Zhuo Yunye be suppressed by the momentum of a little kid? He stared back without changing his expression.

Suddenly, a hand gently patted Zhuo Yao's head, and a bright white dress flashed past.

"Ayao, don't be disrespectful to your husband!" Meng Ying rubbed Zhuo Yao's head and said with a smile.

Zhuo Yao immediately changed his face and said to Meng Ying, "Brother, the third prince, has the final say!"

After Meng Ying taught Zhuo Yao a lesson, she walked straight to Zhuo Yunye's pavilion, followed by a group of little carrot heads.

Ignoring the chirping children behind her, Meng Ying bowed to Zhuo Yunye and saluted, "Ying, hello, sir!"

The little carrot heads followed suit, "Greetings, sir!"

Look! This child with dignified manners, dignified appearance, and friendly smile is simply amazing!

Zhuo Yunye looked at Meng Ying, the more he looked at her, the more he liked her, "You're welcome, Third Prince!"

After seeing the ceremony, Meng Ying's eyes were bright and she hurriedly asked, "There was thunder and heavy rain last night, did Mr.'s flowers suffer?"

"The flowers are all drowned!"

"How could the flower drown? No matter what, it should have been struck by lightning!"

The little carrot heads were talking to each other, discussing Zhuo Yunye's flowers.

Zhuo Yunye couldn't help but twitching at the corner of his mouth. His reputation of dying as soon as he grew flowers had completely spread!

Zhuo Yunye didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and shook his head, "All the flowers in the courtyard have fallen, and it's all in a mess!"

"Then sir, can't you replant it? There are some orchids in the concubine's courtyard. If you like it, sir, I'll have someone dig it up for you!"

Talking to Meng Ying always makes people feel like they are in the spring breeze of March, like being bathed in warm sunshine.

Zhuo Yun's ambition came up with a terrible idea. Over the past few days, the seed in his heart has been planted deeper and deeper.

Today, he couldn't help it any longer. There was fire in his eyes and he asked, "The third prince is willing to accept Yun Ye as his teacher?"

When Meng Ying heard this, she was slightly stunned, then she knelt on the ground and saluted, and said excitedly: "Ying, you can't get what you asked for!"

Zhuo Yunye couldn't bear his bow. He quickly stood up and held Meng Ying up, "Oh, Third Prince, I can't do it! If the Third Prince is interested, he has to report it to the Holy One before he can make a decision!"

Meng Ying smiled, "Sir, you are right, it was Meng Ying who was abrupt!"

"Sir, why do you only accept the third prince? Ling'er also wants to become your teacher!" Zhuo Ling said with a raised eyebrow.

Zhuo Yunye was a little embarrassed, so he could only say perfunctorily, "Ling'er is still young! Besides, the third prince of Jiangcai said that he wanted to give me Lancao as a gift. You little girl, I couldn't bear to give you a pot of beautiful cherry blossoms. Why should I do it?" Take you!"

When Zhuo Ling heard this, she pouted her lips and said unhappily, "My mother said that any flowers and plants I can give you will make you die, but she won't let me give them to you!"

Zhuo Yunye was ashamed, this matter is never over, right?

"Sir, sir! My father said that if a student gives a teacher a gift, the teacher should also give a gift in return! The third prince gave the teacher bluegrass, what did the teacher give the third prince?" Shen Qingli asked in a coquettish voice.

Zhuo Yunye raised his forehead and admitted that he was impulsive today. This matter should be reported to the Holy One first. After the Holy One gives permission, Meng Ying's wishes can then be asked.

He originally wanted to be perfunctory, but children's interests always focus on some points that adults cannot understand, and they have extraordinary persistence.

For example, now, a group of brats are following him, asking him what gift he wants to give Meng Ying.

How could he think of giving a gift in such a spur-of-the-moment idea?

Suddenly, a flash of inspiration occurred to him!

"It rained heavily last night. When I got home, I was miserable, but I smelled a fragrance. It took me a long time to find the source of the fragrance." Zhuo Yunye said seriously.

"What is it! What is it!" the children shouted.

"It's an orchid that I abandoned in a corner!"

"Cut~"

"This orchid is a small one, and there is no one to take care of it. I thought it would never bloom, but I never thought it would. After the wind and rain last night, it finally bloomed two yellow orchids! Although this flower is small, it is worth it to me. The garden is filled with the fragrance of flowers.”

"So I wrote a poem for my teacher!"

"The wind is blowing, the rain is thundering, and the orchids are filling the courtyard. The moon is bright and clear, people have bones, and the incense sticks are fragrant and sad."

The little kids were confused.

Only Meng Ying praised, "Sir! What a poem! What a poem!"

"If you don't mind, Third Prince, I would like to give you the number one, Sa Lan, taken from this poem. May you be like the orchid in the wind and rain, the fragrance of the incense burner and the sadness of the sparseness!"

As soon as he said this, Meng Ying was stunned and muttered, "Salan, Salan, the wind is strong, the rain is thundering, and the orchid branches are filling the courtyard. I like this name! Ying, thank you teacher for giving me the name!"

Although Xiaoluobo didn't understand, she also followed him, "Sa Lan, Sa Lan, can we call Third Prince Sa Lan brother?"

Meng Ying was delighted, "Of course you can shout this in private!"

As a result, the Imperial College that day was filled with "Brother Sa Lan" one after another, which made anyone who heard it feel calloused in their ears.

Seeing them having fun, Meng Yu felt lonely in his heart.

At the same time, Meng Xuan was secretly sad.

The two of them and Meng Ying seemed to live in three worlds.

After school, Meng Ying jumped in front of the two of them, with a sunny smile on her face, "Brother the First Emperor, Brother Second Emperor, let's go play polo!"

Meng Yu sighed, lowered his head, and said aggrievedly, "I won't go, my mother-in-law won't let me go, and I have to go and teach today's lessons to the imperial grandmother."

When Meng Yu's mother-in-law, Concubine De, and the Queen Mother were mentioned, Meng Ying also fell silent. Every time she played with Meng Yu, Meng Yu would be severely punished by these two people. Although he knew the reason, he could not help but feel sorry for his second brother Meng Yu.

Meng Xuan also shook his head and did not look at Meng Ying. "Brother, go ahead. I haven't understood what the teacher taught you yet."

Meng Ying had no choice but to give up. He felt that the two brothers were becoming more and more alienated from him. Although they were still very good when they were young, he felt inexplicably sad.

Zhuo Yunye reported the admission of students to Emperor Jingdezhen, and Jingdezhen Longyan was delighted, "I mentioned this matter on Ying'er's birthday last time, but I was so busy that I forgot about it! I will prepare it for Concubine Mei immediately!"

So ten days later, Zhuo Yunye officially accepted the current third prince Meng Ying as his student.

This incident also became a favorite story in Chenjing for a while, surpassing the gossip that Zhuo Yunye would die if he grew flowers, and occupied people's after-dinner chats.

After this incident, Meng Ying made an appointment with Zhuo Yunye, and the teacher gave her the title when she was crowned.

Zhuo Yunye also read countless classics for this purpose.

*

"But in the end, as a teacher, I couldn't wait for him to be crowned, and I couldn't give him a title." After Zhuo Yunye finished speaking, he looked at the dark top of the prison and sighed secretly.

"I thought Salan was the prince's surname, but it turned out to be his nickname! The prince hasn't chosen his surname yet. I think he's waiting for you, teacher!" Bai Zhi hugged her knees and said with a faint smile.

"This kid still blames himself!"