Tang Seng is a cook

The king sighed after hearing this, and said: "Wealth and prosperity are alluring, how can there be only one evildoer, and how can it be at this moment?"

His harem is full of beauties like flowers, but only they know what kind of heart is hidden behind that skin.

Zhuang Fan told him that he was startled, he didn't expect that the king looked stubborn and simple, but he didn't expect such a transparent person.

That's right, how many children who grow up in this deep palace can be truly innocent.

That is not pure, but stupid.

Being stupid in this land, how many people can live to sit on the throne of this king?

After half an hour, an eunuch handed over a report. The king opened it, flipped through a few pages, snorted coldly, threw the report back straight and said: "This is written to fool the ghosts!" ?”

The eunuch knelt on the ground trembling, not daring to speak.

The king didn't look at him, and said to Zhuang Fan: "Holy Monk, it's cold outside, let's go inside with the widow and wait?"

Zhuang Fan was just in a daze, heard the words and hurriedly said: "It's the poor monk who was negligent, your majesty will recover from illness, you should be more careful."

The king smiled and said: "That's not the case. I'm going to hit someone with a board in front of this step later. I'm afraid the blood will drip and scare the holy monk."

Zhuang Fan's heart turned cold when he heard that, he didn't say much after all, and he didn't want to show such compassion, so he got up and followed the king into the hall.

Zhuang Fan was vigilant about this matter in the harem, and he refused to say a word. The king chatted with Zhuang Fan while he was in charge of the affairs. Although the king was full of thoughts, he listened with gusto.

During the period, there were constant howls outside and the crackling of boards. The king and Zhuang Fan turned a deaf ear to it and pretended not to listen.

Fortunately, Wukong and Bajie left quickly and came back quickly. In the middle, they even sent away the real Ziyang who came to collect the new clothes made of old brown clothes. After all, Zhuang Fan didn't make Zhuang Fan feel like sitting on pins and needles waiting for him in this deep palace. After too long, he flew back with the two servants and a small sedan chair in green clothes, and slowly landed in the courtyard.

Although the king of Zhu Ziguo was chatting with Zhuang Fan, his eyes were still staring outside. He had just talked to Zhuang Fan half a sentence, and when he saw the Great Sage and the others came back, he immediately ran out to greet him, waving his hands as he walked, "Tell them to go out!" Fight, don't be surprised to Jinsheng Palace!"

Immediately, everyone responded in unison, and dragged those half-dead unlucky pawns out.

The king ran to the sedan chair, bowed to Wukong Bajie first and said: "It's hard work, holy monk, I don't know where to go. Is the road safe?"

Wukong said: "An is An, but your maidservant's voice is too loud. Since you hit the sky, you have been shouting all the way, and my old grandson and brother are deaf!"

Pointing at the maid, everyone saw that the girl was probably afraid of heights, but when she landed, her face was still pale and her eyes were wandering.

Wukong said again: "lift the curtain, and quickly ask someone to cook some rice soup. Although Jinsheng Palace has drunk water, it is still hungry. Let your imperial doctor show it to you. I'm afraid it will scare the goblin into confusion? The soul should be harvested."

The king didn't care about others, and when he heard that Jinsheng Palace had returned, he felt joy and pity in his heart. He opened the curtain carefully and took a look. Sure enough, he saw Jinsheng Palace, who had been separated for a few days, leaning crookedly against the sedan chair, with his eyes tightly closed. Close, with a sallow complexion, messy temple hair, and peeling lips, she couldn't help feeling distressed, and shed tears again.

From the very beginning, Bajie thought the king was not pleasing to his eyes, now he said angrily: "You king, you don't want to cry, you are about to cry, hurry up, if you delay someone from getting sick and dying, it's not our senior brother sin!"

The king hurriedly wiped his tears with his sleeve, and ordered someone to serve the empress, and did not ask the empress to go to other places, so he stayed with him, and the husband and wife would sleep together in the future and never separate.

At this time, the palace servants of Jinsheng Palace had been waiting for a long time. Seeing the king's opening, they quickly came up to serve, helped Jinsheng Palace get off the sedan chair, and helped her back to the king's bedroom. Another imperial doctor came to check the pulse. , There is also rice soup served in the imperial dining room.

Zhuang Fan saw that their husband and wife were reunited, and it was getting late, and he didn't want to delay in the palace. He felt scared and panicked, so he bid farewell to the king.

The king was very reluctant, and said: "Holy monk, please stay for a few more days, and ask the widow to entertain you well. Thank you, the holy monk, master and disciple. When the Jinsheng Palace wakes up, we husband and wife will hold a banquet together. This is the only reason." !"

Zhuang Fan sighed: "Although it's only for one day, the poor monk also feels that he is destined to be with His Majesty, but it's really not good to stay longer. It's a long way to go west to learn Buddhist scriptures, so there is no delay. My master and apprentice have been lingering in the city for a whole day today, which is already a missed schedule. , If you don’t leave at this time, there will be even more delays! Your Majesty, forgive me if you can’t just stay, so I’m leaving!”

After all, the eleven ceremony.

Seeing that Zhuang Fan's words were firm and his intention to leave could not be changed, King Zhu Ziguo couldn't help admiring: "The heart of a holy monk is really indestructible!"

So he asked his subordinates to bring up the thank-you gifts, all of which were gold and silver treasures, cloth, silk and satin, and monk clothes and shoes. They were brand new. I don't know how they were made. Take it!"

Zhuang Fan didn't want to be polite to him, so he said: "The poor monk has the audacity to accept it." Turning around to signal Wukong, the monkey didn't move, and with a wave of his hand, the things that the wrestlers picked up by the women were suddenly emptied, scaring a few of them. The little girl screamed out in shock, but was quickly pulled down by covering her mouth.

Zhuang Fan hurriedly said: "Young disciples are reckless and shocked the palace people. Your Majesty will make amends. The poor monk also has the audacity to beg, don't punish them, otherwise my disciples commit crimes and kill evil, which will hinder the practice."

The king was amazed at Wukong's magical powers. Hearing this, he laughed and said: "The holy monk is kind, and the widow is not a cruel person. Don't worry, they will be reprimanded by the mother at most, and nothing will happen!" The holy monk is transparent, just now when he hit the board like that, he never uttered a word of pleading, but now he is concerned about a few disrespectful palace ladies and wants to utter words to intercede, but he is also a wonderful person.

Zhuang Fan was relieved now, he didn't want to stay in the palace any longer, so he quickly slipped out with his disciples.

Standing on the street and seeing ordinary people, Zhuang Fan let out a sigh of relief, feeling that his depressed mood has improved a lot.

Wukong said: "Master, are you unhappy in that palace? Why are you so unhappy?"

Zhuang Fan shook his head, stretched out his hand to rub his neck, and said, "This man, if he takes a hundred wives, he can only have one in his heart. What about the remaining 99? Naturally, when he is full of resentment, he wants to fight and be strong. To snatch, to plot... oh..."

He looked back at the resplendent and resplendent Wufeng Building, and sighed: "This is not a luxurious place in the world, it's clearly a venomous basin for breeding Gu, if you go in alone, it won't be long before there will be no human beings, ghosts or ghosts! "

Wukong laughed and said, "Master, why do you feel so much emotion today? As monks, let alone a hundred or ten wives, there is not even one."

Zhuang Fan also laughed, and said: "Oh, there are so many worries in autumn, it's just moaning without illness, let's go, let's pick up Wu Wang and Wu You, and leave the city later!"

He asked again: "You have run several times, are you tired?"

Both Wukong and Bajie said that this was nothing serious at all. Wukong was afraid that his master would ask more questions, and Bajie would tell the truth about how they bullied the golden retriever, so he quickly took out the letter that Mu Zha gave him, and said: "Master, the Bodhisattva didn't come today. It was Mu Zha and Shancai Longnu who came. I heard from Mu Zha that his master said he was sleepy when he went back, and then came out with red eyes. He and Longnu came to pick him up instead of Bodhisattva." The golden-haired man went back and said that he was in a hurry to go back to see his master, but he didn't have time to come to see you, and asked me to make amends to you, this is a letter from the Bodhisattva!"

Zhuang Fan frowned when he heard this, took the letter over, touched it, but didn't open it, and said seemingly unintentionally: "These two children, have you seen what I have, and why do you have to pay for it, but is there a serious problem with the Bodhisattva?"

Zhuang Fan was worried, maybe Guanyin was tired after all, and he didn't rest well at his place, but it was hard to ask Wukong carefully, Mu Zha left again, so he could only raise his mouth a little.

Sure enough, Wukong shook his head and said: "I don't know, but Bajie guessed, maybe the Bodhisattva drank wine in Lingtai Mountain, came to see Master again, the wind blew on the way, and got drunk when he returned to South China Sea?"

Bajie wondered: "Master, did the Bodhisattva come here yesterday? Why didn't I see it before, and the disciple fell asleep again?"

Zhuang Fan smiled and said in disguise: "Well, it's not true. When the Bodhisattva came, you were all asleep. He said a few words to me and left, so you didn't see him."

Bajie didn't care much about seeing or not seeing the Bodhisattva, and after asking a question, he dropped his hand and led the master to walk on the street. When he saw something delicious, he wanted to buy it, and asked Wukong to pull his ears back several times.

Wukong knocked on Bajie's head and said: "Stupid or not, the wind is so strong, and the food is placed outside, can it be cleaned? Your stomach is now so delicate that Master has raised it. If you eat indiscriminately, be careful, it will hurt you to death!"

Bajie groaned and said: "Brother, it's okay, I won't buy more, just taste a small piece, the head office?"

Zhuang Fan also said: "Don't you know that if you accumulate less, you won't be allowed to eat it anyway, and you can go to a big restaurant to buy it later."

Bajie suddenly became dejected, they were about to leave, where did they come from a big restaurant.

Zhuang Fan rubbed his little apprentice's head, he couldn't help him, he felt very sorry.

The three masters and apprentices were talking, they met merchants along the way, went to buy some miscellaneous items, went back to the hall, picked up Wu Wang and Wu You, took caramel cakes, said goodbye to the chief and deputy envoys, and went out of the west gate, Mercedes-Benz all the way away.

After running for more than a hundred miles against the setting sun, the city walls of Zhuzi Kingdom could no longer be seen, and it was getting dark, so Zhuang Fan led his disciples to set up camp.

At night, he absent-mindedly cooked dinner, filled his stomach absent-mindedly, and finally kept his eyes open until the monkeys fell asleep. Then Zhuang Fan sneaked out, found a secluded mountain pass, set up a small tent and went in. He took out an oil lamp and lit it, hung it on the top of the tent, and opened Guanyin's letter to read.

The letter paper Zhuang Fan gave Guanyin was folded in a delicate square shape. The letters sent by Guanyin were too thick to put together because of the large number of papers.

Zhuang Fan didn't feel it at first, he just felt that it was a little thick and not very flat, but when he opened it and tipped it out, a series of hearts fell out.

Zhuang Fan picked up those hearts, pursed his lips and smiled, his heart was sour and sweet. He taught Guanyin the way of stacking hearts last night. His little Guanyin was really smart, and he remembered it after teaching it once.

Zhuang Fan read the string of hearts a few times, and read them in order, but he saw the true feelings and lingering sentences. He read it silently several times under the dim light, only feeling sore in his heart, and missed him more and more. The little Guanyin.

Zhuang Fan was watching intently, when the curtain of the tent lifted, a gust of night wind blew in, and the oil lamp suddenly went out.

Before Zhuang Fan was startled, he only felt that his eyes went dark, and a figure as cool as water threw himself into his arms. When the curtain was closed, it was pitch black again in the tent.

He was taken aback at first, but when he smelled the familiar aura, he couldn't help laughing, lowered his head, hugged Guanyin and said, "How did you find me?"

He didn't expect Guanyin to come. After all, this place is a little far away from the big tent, and it's in the shadows, so it's hard to find.

Avalokitesvara was at home, read the letter sent by Zhuang Fan, cried his eyes until they were like walnuts, and the swelling did not subside at this time, and he endured it until night before coming to see him, a pair of eyes, in this dark place, sparkle, breathtaking , looked at Zhuang Fan intently and said, "It's still difficult to find you."

He sighed and said, "It's much easier to find you now than to find you after your reincarnation..."

Seeing that he was sad, Zhuang Fan held him in his arms and said in a low voice, "From now on, never again."

"I'm sorry..." He kissed Guanyin's heart lightly, apologetically.

Guanyin sat up, smiled and comforted him, "Don't be sorry, as long as you're doing well in the future, I don't blame you at all."

I don't blame you for being thrown into the world because of your recklessness, and I don't blame you for not being acquainted with me in life after life.

Zhuang Fan hugged him, touched his long hair, and said softly: "In this world, there is nothing better than my little Guanyin..."

The two hugged each other quietly for a while, and Zhuang Fan asked, "Did Mu Zha and Long Nu take that idiot back?"

Guanyin chuckled, and said, "You dare to say that in person, beware of the golden retriever biting you!"

Zhuang Fan smiled and said: "It's not that I don't treat it as an outsider. I heard Wukong tell me what it thinks. Although it's a little silly, it's cute. How about it? How did you punish him?"

Guanyin sighed, and said: "Oh, I don't blame you for talking about it, that idiot's human form is not well cultivated, and his brain is not clear, even the black bear spirit Dahei is smarter than him!"

Zhuang Fan laughed muffledly, and said, "A disciple and a mount, what are you comparing them with?"

Guanyin rolled his eyes and said: "I also want to take the golden retriever as an apprentice, but it doesn't have enough brains, so it wants to be a little dog. What can I do?"

Zhuang Fan couldn't help but laugh when he heard this. Guanyin shot him a look and said, "Mu Zha brought it back, but it kept crying and didn't speak. I couldn't bear to listen to his unreasonable reasons, so I threw it two times." A hundred catties of bones, let him eat them in two days, and when I left, that idiot was still lying there tearing up the bones."

Zhuang Fan was about to burst into tears, and said haha: "Naw the bones, what is the way!"

Guanyin pursed her lips into a smile, and said narrowly: "You don't know, it came late, and you were not in Lingshan at that time. My golden retriever suffered a lot when I was a child, and my teeth didn't grow well. Although I am a divine beast now, as long as I gnaw too many bones The teeth will definitely wear out, and the teeth will grow slowly, and it will take a long time to grow. During this period, I can't eat any bones, I can only drink some broth, and he can bear it when the bones are finished! "

Zhuang Fan laughed loudly, nodded Guanyin's nose and said, "Zuo narrow!"

Guanyin snorted and said: "I don't beat it, I don't scold it, I just give it delicious food, there is no better master than me in the world!"

Zhuang Fan made a note of Avalokitesvara, and said: "I said, in this world, there is no one better than my little Avalokitesvara..."

"It's everything!" Zhuang Fan emphasized again.

Avalokitesvara told him to boast so that his face turned red, and spat at him, "I don't believe you!"

Zhuang Fan smiled and touched Guanyin's cheek, feeling very regretful in his heart. If he hadn't been reckless and careless back then, he was kicked down by the Buddha to be reincarnated, I am afraid that now he has been with him day and night, and Guanyin's life Those interesting things, helpless things, sad things, even the colorful flowers and leaves, he missed them after all.

And it can no longer be made up.

Zhuang Fan's face showed deep regret, but luckily the tent was dark, Guanyin didn't see it.

The cushions in the tent were soft, and Guanyin was very tired after running around these days. Although she slept with Zhuang Fan before, she cried a lot when she went back. She was still weak and couldn't help but lie down.

There was just a crash, and he didn't know what was pressed. He stretched out his hand to touch, and found a few pieces of paper, and said suspiciously: "When I came, I saw that you were still lighting the lamp, but you were looking at the account book?"

Zhuang Fan was afraid that he would tear up the letter and he hadn't read enough, so he hurriedly said, "Leave it alone, I'll get it!"

Hearing his eager tone, Guanyin couldn't help pouting and said, "What, so precious!"

Zhuang Fan carefully pulled out the letter papers from under him one by one. Fortunately, when Guanyin wrote letters to him, he used thick and good letter paper, which would not break easily.

He counted and found that there were quite a few sheets, so he folded them up neatly, but it was too dark to see the reverse side, so he just put them away, and when Guanyin asked, he teased him and said, "This is my baby." If it can’t be broken, I’m afraid I’ll keep it for thousands of years!”

Guanyin stretched out his hand to grab it, and said, "I want to see it too!"

Could it be some recipe?It just so happened that his purple bamboo forest should add some new dishes!

Zhuang Fan was afraid that he would accidentally tear it apart, so he hurriedly put the letter into the storage bead. Guanyin caught it and said angrily, "Hmph, I don't care if I don't read it!"

Zhuang Fan laughed and said, "It's the letter you wrote to me, are you sure you want to read it?"

He gestured to light the oil lamp, and said, "Alright, just ask Buxuan to read it to me personally."

Zhuang Fan held Guanyin's hand that was eager to stop him, and said very maliciously: "Buzhen's voice is the best, and reading the letter, I'm afraid it's even more wonderful."

Guanyin blushed with shame, and said angrily: "If you bully others again, I will leave!"

Zhuang Fan didn't dare to provoke him again, and said: "Hey, let go, I'll light the lamp and look into your eyes."

When Guanyin heard this, he immediately panicked, his eyes were red and swollen from crying, and it hasn't disappeared yet, how could Zhuang Fan see it, that's why he turned off the lights as soon as he came in.

Lai Pi couldn't help saying: "I'm fine, don't light the lamp, the light dazzles your eyes, I don't want it!"

Zhuang Fan was worried after all, he agreed with his mouth, left the high-hanging oil lamp, and went back to the mat, chatting with Guanyin without saying a word.

Avalokitesvara sighed, mentioned Bodhi and Ksitigarbha, said a few words about the awkward attitude of the two at the teacher worship banquet, and hummed: "I don't know when Bodhi will be enlightened. I feel really sad looking at Ksitigarbha."

Both are stupid.

Zhuang Fan said casually: "Perhaps the fate has not yet arrived, and when the fate arrives, no one can stop it."

Guanyin frowned and said, "If I look at Bodhi's elm head, then the two of them will never have any fate in this life!"

Zhuang Fan said: "What's the big deal, look at us, in this lifetime, the twelfth and thirteenth dynasties have passed, aren't we still reunited?"

Guanyin shot him a look and said, "Why do you always argue with me?"

Zhuang Fan seized the opportunity, snapped his fingers, lit a ray of real fire, finally looked at Guanyin's red and swollen eyes, and said very distressed: "Don't tell me to look, look, what is this all about?" What does it look like?"

Seeing that Guanyin narrowed his eyes uncomfortably, he quickly put out the fire and said, "Where did this little rabbit spirit come from!"

Guanyin was startled, and said angrily, "I am a rabbit, and you are a big bad wolf with green eyes!"

Zhuang Fan said: "The gray wolf will eat you!" Then he said, "Why are your eyes like this? But if you walk away from me, the wind will blow you?"

Guanyin was ashamed to say that she was crying, and he hesitated and said: "Maybe?"

Zhuang Fan was so angry that he said, "It doesn't make me worry at all!"

Guanyin hurriedly raised her hands and swore, "I promise, next time I come to be sure!"

Pulling Zhuang Fan's arm again, he twisted and said: "I finally came here, look at you, give me face again!"

What Zhuang Fan could do, he had to endure it.

The two whispered to each other at Xushi, Guanyin reluctantly got up and left, not daring to stay too late.

Zhuang Fan sent him away, went back to the tent alone, lit the oil lamp again, took out the letter and read it several times.

Didn't he know that in the purple bamboo forest, Guanyin was doing exactly the same thing as him.

The two are thousands of miles apart, and they miss each other and can't stop.

Early the next morning, Zhuang Fan and his apprentice set out on the road as usual.

The disciples knew that the master started to clean up at night and always went out to sleep by himself, so they didn't take it seriously.

Wukong cared about Master, but asked a few words: "How is Master practicing now?"

Zhuang Fan coughed lightly, thought for a while, and said cleverly: "Very good, it's reaching the perfect place." In the end, there was a ghost in his heart, and his ears couldn't help but turn red.

The monkey didn't understand what kind of state this wonderful place of perfect understanding was, but seeing that Master's face was flushed every morning these days, he felt relieved and didn't ask any more questions.

Zhuang Fan secretly wiped off his cold sweat, thinking that his apprentice had caught him, but it turned out that it was just a false alarm.

The further west we went, the colder the sky became. On this day, not long after we set off, snowflakes finally fell.

Zhuang Fan hurriedly told Wukong to stop, and he also reined in the white dragon horse, got off the horse, waited for Caramel Cake and Bajie to follow, and asked, "Disciples, are you cold?"

Bajie Wukong just took a step today, the distance is short, he didn't even break out of sweat, but he was not cold, he shook his head repeatedly when he heard the words, Wuyou also said: "Father, you wrapped me into a ball, I Hot, I'm not cold! Can you change my hat?"

Zhuang Fan was afraid of freezing the two babies in the bud, so he put a fur hat on Wu You early on.

Zhuang Fan patted him and said, "Hey, hold on, you are no better than others, you still have two, you can't just think about yourself."

Wuyou pursed his lips, very unhappy, but when he thought of his vow to be a responsible, caring and good father, he cheered up again.

Zhuang Fan asked Wu Wang who had already taken human form: "My dear, are you cold? Are you dozing off?"

Wu Wang said frankly: "Master, after I am promoted, I won't sleep in winter. The temperature is nothing to me. I used to be at the bottom of the sea all year round, where it was cold and humid. Only jewelry can bring a little Guangming, so many years have passed, your apprentice is not so delicate!"

Zhuang Fan felt sorry for his apprentice, rubbed him and said, "Master is always afraid that you will look like last year."

Wu Wang scratched his head and smiled.

Wukong said: "Master, I think there may be a good snowfall on this day. The snow has just fallen, it is shallow and soft, and we can't sit on the sledge. Can we hurry today?"

Zhuang Fan said: "Hurry up! This is better than a heavy rainstorm. Let's hurry up while the road is not slippery. When the snow falls a lot, we will find a place to camp!"

All the disciples responded in unison with a "Yes!", and worked together to maintain the formation, braved the wind and snow, and continued to move forward.

Sure enough, what Zhuang Fan said was right. Before we arrived in the middle of the afternoon, the snow had covered his feet. Zhuang Fan was afraid that the road would be unclear under the snow, and if he encountered a dark hole and hurt his horse's hoof, he decided to camp on the spot and wait for tomorrow. Let it clear and see if the snow will melt before making a decision.

Wukong ascended to the sky, searched around, and found a leeward valley where the wind could not blow in and the snow could not drench. Zhuang Fan carried Wuyou on his back and asked Wuwang to lead the caramel cake. Wukong would lead the way. After adjourning, a group of people braved the heavy snow and walked towards the valley.

Wuyou didn't want to ask his father to carry it, he always thought that his father was still a fragile mortal, and he was afraid that he would be tired, but he couldn't hold back Zhuang Fan, and ended up lying on Zhuang Fan's thin, but very safe and strong back.