She was too lazy to clean up after dressing up as a villain heroine

"That day, the divine thunder fell from the sky..." Zen Master Mingtong said solemnly, "Donor Mo, please protect yourself."

He did not elaborate.

But Qiao Zhenzhen already understood.

"I will, please rest assured, Master." Qiao Zhenzhen said seriously.

Zen Master Mingtong smiled kindly, "If you have any difficult questions in the future, please don't hesitate to ask."

Qiao Zhenzhen waved her hands and said, "I dare not trouble you again, Master. The previous incident has already made you stay in seclusion for five years. You can't even come out to preach on this year's Buddha's birthday."

Zen Master Mingtong shook his head and said, "I have achieved the purpose of preaching the sutras. From now on, this world will be handed over to sentient beings."

"During your retreat, you can only move around in this small courtyard. Even the little monk who delivers meals to you will just leave the food at the door every day."

It's really too lonely.

Although Qiao Zhenzhen is also a homebody, she can't stay in a yard all the time without going out.

She has to go out every once in a while, change the environment, breathe the air in a different place, adjust her mood, and then go back to stay at home.

What's more, she now has so many servants in her yard, including Ten Thousand who can understand her and often joke with her.

"I have long since left the worldly life. This kind of life is no different to me than before. It is your master who often comes to disturb my peace." Although Zen Master Mingtong said this, there was no sign of worry on his face, and he even had a smile in his eyes.

Does this count as two single old men living together in their old age?

Qiao Zhenzhen thought about it and laughed, "Well, Master is a bit noisy sometimes."

Zen Master Mingtong narrowed his eyes and smiled, "Don't let him hear this, he will be angry."

Xie Qianzhong is like an old child, living freely and doing whatever he wants. Qiao Zhenzhen is quite envious of him.

The two chatted for a while, and then Qiao Zhenzhen stood up to say goodbye.

Zen Master Mingtong escorted her to the door, clasped his hands together, and finally said, "I wish you a safe and happy journey."

Qiao Zhenzhen bowed in return, "Thank you, Zen Master. I also wish you peace and health, and early success."

Zen Master Mingtong smiled and said, "It's all thanks to the donor."

……

When Qiao Zhenzhen returned to the yard again, she saw that all the boxes had been tied up. Many guards were coming in and out. Qingfeng stood aside as a supervisor, asking others to be careful.

Han Zheng was not seen.

When Qingfeng saw Qiao Zhenzhen coming back, he hurried forward and said, "The prince is waiting for you in the study."

Qiao Zhenzhen nodded, said "thank you for your hard work" and went to the study.

As soon as I entered the room, I saw Han Zheng being pulled by Xie Qianzhong to play chess. When I got closer, I saw that they were playing Gobang.

As for Gobang, it was invented by Taizu and spread to the people. It is very popular because of its simple rules and low entry threshold.

Gobang is indeed simple and fun, and easier to learn than Go, but it does not require any brainpower.

I remember that when she was in high school, she and her classmates played Gobang on scratch paper. Often, the black and white pieces of the two people filled up the entire A4 paper, and the game ended in a draw.

"Why are you playing Go?" asked Qiao Zhenzhen.

Xie Qianzhong has such an immortal look and it seems like he is perfect for playing Go.

Xie Qianzhong said: "He only knows this."

Han Zheng glanced at Qiao Zhenzhen and said awkwardly, "I'm not good at chess."

He is not good at music, chess, calligraphy and painting, and I wonder if she will dislike him.

Qiao Zhenzhen looked at the chess board and it was obvious that Han Zheng was completely defeated.

"I'm not good at chess either. Next time, don't play Gobang with Master. Play flying chess instead." said Qiao Zhenzhen.

Xie Qianzhong glared at her, "You're already on his side before you even get married."

Dong Xiang brought a stool over for her. Qiao Zhenzhen sat on it fairly evenly. She smiled and said to Han Zheng, "Master is not very good at rolling dice. He can never get six. One time, Master and I were playing flying chess. I had finished all the moves, but he hadn't even left the nest yet."

The flying chess was naturally also "invented" by Taizu.

Ancient people did not know what an airplane was, but that did not stop them from calling it that. They generally thought it was something similar to a kite.

Han Zheng said: "I understand."

Xie Qianzhong pretended to be angry and glared at Qiao Zhenzhen. He moved a white piece with a snap of his hands, "Cheng Si, you lose!"

Han Zheng didn't even bother to see if the chess game could be saved.

As if relieved, he stood up and bowed, "I admit defeat, kid."

Qiao Zhenzhen looked at the chessboard carefully, then looked at Xie Qianzhong, her eyes saying, "You should just let him win. I think you could have won a long time ago."

Xie Qianzhong also communicated with her through his eyes, "Of course I have to let him go, otherwise how could this game last so long."

Qiao Zhenzhen smiled knowingly and said to Han Zheng, "Even if you are not good at chess, you should practice more often. It will help you to arrange your troops. On the battlefield, it is not enough to just be able to fight."

It is an exercise in calculation and calculation.

Han Zheng nodded, "I understand."

Xie Qianzhong said: "Listen to your wife and you will have good luck."

Han Zheng bowed to Xie Qianzhong again, "I understand, kid."

It's even more humble than being in front of a formal father-in-law.

Qiao Zhenzhen smiled secretly.

Han Zheng did this because, on the one hand, he respected the doctor, but on the other hand, he knew very well that the miracle doctor was much more lethal than Lord Mo.

……

This time Han Zheng brought three hundred people with him. In more than an hour, he filled nearly twenty carriages, so the action was quite fast.

Afterwards, the group set out on the journey home in a mighty procession.

Before leaving, Qiao Zhenzhen and Han Zheng both felt as if they had left something behind, but after thinking about it carefully, they felt that they had already taken everything with them, so they followed him.

Han Zheng led the team in the front. Seeing that the sun was shining, he pulled the reins and came to Qiao Zhenzhen's carriage. He lifted the curtain and saw Qiao Zhenzhen leaning against the wall of the carriage with her eyes closed and taking a nap.

Han Zheng asked Xia Xiang who was traveling with him in the car softly, "Are you asleep?"

Xia Xiang looked at Qiao Zhenzhen, but before she could answer, she heard Qiao Zhenzhen say, "I didn't sleep. I felt dizzy reading in the car, so I closed my eyes and took a rest." Then she opened her eyes and looked at Han Zheng, "It's hot today. Does anyone feel unwell?"

"We are all martial artists, so it shouldn't be that hot in this little sun." Han Zheng said, "I came here to ask you if you feel stuffy, and if you want to come out for some fresh air and drink some herbal tea."

Qiao Zhenzhen perked up and looked at him with sparkling eyes, "Okay, I want to ride a horse for a while, is that okay?"

Han Zheng smiled faintly, "Can you?"

"A little bit." Qiao Zhenzhen said modestly.

Since the weather got warmer, Song Honggu taught her how to ride a horse. She couldn't compare with the experienced riders, but with someone's protection, she had no problem riding.

After getting out of the carriage happily, Qiao Zhenzhen touched the mane of Han Zheng's chestnut horse with joy.

"Is this a Ferghana horse?" she asked.

Han Zheng dismounted and said, "Yes, it's a Ferghana horse. It was given to my great grandfather by our great ancestor in the early years, and it was the offspring of breeding." He tightened the reins, fearing that the horse would suddenly attack him.

Xia Xiang poked her head out of the car and said worriedly, "Miss, please be careful and don't run too fast."

Qiao Zhenzhen turned around and said, "I see. Don't worry, the prince is here."

Han Zheng was just about to help her mount the horse slowly as he did before, but Qiao Zhenzhen was so agile that she stepped on the stirrup with her left foot, exerted all her strength, and with a flick of her right foot, she sat firmly on the saddle. Han Zheng was so shocked that he stood there in a daze.

"You've been very busy this year." Han Zheng smiled and put the reins into Qiao Zhenzhen's hands, "Hold it."

Then he jumped on the horse, looking extremely graceful.