Fostering apprentices

The first ray of sunlight in the morning fell on the flowers on the window sill, and the person in the inner room turned over to block the obstructing sunlight. He didn't seem to like the singing of birds outside, so with a low curse, he simply fell asleep. Put on the quilt and continue to sleep.

When Chu Heng opened the door, he saw that the person on the bed was still sleeping. He couldn't help but frowned, and found the tranquilizing incense on the bedside at a glance, and extinguished the fragrance with a flick of his long sleeve.

Walking to the bedside, he said softly, "If you don't wake up, I'm afraid you really won't be able to see today's temple fair."

Chu Heng propped his jaw, and stared closely at Yan Nan who was motionless on the bed with his seductive peach blossom eyes. He stretched out his hand and pushed the man, and said, "Ah Nan, get up, accompany me to the temple fair."

Yan Nan was naturally awake, covered his head but ignored him, Chu Heng did not give up, lowered his head and said seductively: "If you go, how about I give you that thing in the palace?"

"make a deal."

The person on the bed opened his eyes abruptly, his black pupils flashed with playful light, he reached out to pick up the coat hanging by the bed, without shy away from the person in front of him at all.

Chu Heng was very happy about this.

After getting dressed, Yan Nan sat at the table. At first he thought he was simply asking him to go to the temple fair, but looking at the medicinal soup in front of him, even if he didn't drink it now, his mouth began to taste bitter.

A few traces of dissatisfaction flashed across his exquisite face, and he seemed a little dissatisfied: "Why are you giving me this drink again? Didn't you say stop?"

Chu Heng didn't care about Yan Nan's rejection of the medicinal soup, instead he pushed the medicinal soup in front of him, and the corner of his mouth curled into a beautiful arc: "Nowadays most people in the city are infected with damp heat, you are weak, drink it quickly gone."

As for these unsightly and tasteless medicinal soups, Yan Nan really didn't like them at all. He said that he would become numb after drinking it. He thought that he still hated the taste after drinking it for more than a year.

But looking at the bastard Chu Heng's expression of "If you don't drink, I will boil it for you every day", the second son of Yan conceded defeat, picked up the bowl and drank it down in one gulp.

As the saying goes, long-term pain is worse than short-term pain. After drinking, there were a few more candied fruit in front of him. He quickly threw the candied fruit into his mouth. The sweet and greasy taste was stained with bitterness in his mouth, and the two kinds of taste neutralized the bitterness eliminate.

Chu Heng lay on the table, staring straight at Yan Nan after drinking the medicine, the pampering in his eyes made him feel terrible, he couldn't help but sneered, and sighed: I'm getting deeper and deeper.

"What are you laughing at?" Yan Nan heard the laugh after he had survived the torment of the medicinal soup, and when he looked down, he found that the man was smirking at him, so he couldn't help asking 1: "You are not stupid, are you?"

"You're stupid." Chu Heng stood up, poured himself a cup of tea, and took a sip. The aroma of the good tea made him feel refreshed.

He looked at Yan Nan and said, "I just think that you are different from before."

Yan Nanchong poured himself a cup, and the tea leaves in the cup were still floating inside. He lowered his head and blew on the hot air, and said, "What's the difference?"

"Well, I can't tell." Chu Heng shook his head, but answered truthfully.When he was young, Yan Nan had an aura of non-humanity. He hadn't been involved in the human world, so he naturally lacked a part of precipitation.Yan Nan, who came back again, broke into everyone's eyes with a different posture, his eyes were a little more profound, and a little less confident.

But now Yan Nan, with every move he makes, is full of peerless elegance, and the years have not left any traces on his face, as if he has been forgotten, but on the contrary, he has given him more precipitation, and the eyes have added more. A bit of youthful vigor.

He glanced sideways at the situation outside, and immediately urged: "Hurry up, you are the one who slows down the most."

In desperation, Yan Nan had no choice but to follow him out, thinking that he was also coerced by this man when he came to the North Kingdom, and now he is traveling with him. Chu Heng is also a mighty emperor, why is it like this Like a child.

Just like his little Ah Chu.

When they walked to the street, the streets of Wangcheng were full of people, even the small stalls on the side of the street were crowded.

"I've heard about the Flower God Festival in the Northern Kingdom a long time ago. It's really lively." Looking at the crowded scene in front of him, Yan Nan didn't want to go through the muddy water, so he simply stopped by a small stall and picked it up casually. I bought a gadget to play with,

"Naturally it's lively. I used to sneak out of the palace to play here when I was a child." Chu Heng, who was walking in front, saw a seller of candied haws, and hurried to the hawker. something.

After paying the money, he put the candied haws in Yan Nan's hands: "Try the candied haws from my northern country, it's no worse than your Nanling."

Yan Nan took the candy and put it in his mouth, but the sweet and greasy taste did not make him feel greasy, probably because he drank too much medicinal soup and ruined his sense of taste.

He thought that he was already a grown-up person and was still eating candied haws like a child, and he really went back to living more and more.

The two stopped in front of the small stall for a while. Yan Nan was holding candied haws while picking out some relatively novel gadgets, planning to buy them and send them to Mu Chu. Presumably they hadn't seen each other for more than a year, and the child must have He has grown a lot taller.

The Flower God Festival in the Northern Country is also well-known in the mainland. Yan Nan thought of the Qiqiao Festival in Nanling, which was also so lively. He and Chu Heng walked all the way to the North Street, and the Huguo Temple was in that direction.

There are small stalls everywhere on the road, selling all kinds of things, Yan Nan really didn't hold back, seeing something fun or beautiful, he thought Mu Chu would like it, and sent him to Dongyue when the time came.Chu Heng looked at the big and small things in his hand, and joked: "Why, I've been playing with you for so long, and you haven't expressed anything?"

"Ah?" Yan Nan didn't expect Chu Heng to say this suddenly, and he couldn't find a suitable gift for a while. He walked to another stall and immediately fell in love with the Buddhist beads placed on the red cloth.

"This?" Chu Heng took the string of ordinary-looking Buddhist beads, not understanding what he meant: "Are you giving me this to make me convert to Buddhism?"

The Buddhist beads are made of the most common materials. I don't know which temple they come from, and I don't know if they have been consecrated. Yan Nan took the disgusted Buddhist beads in his hand, and took his hand again.

Chu Heng: "...." His Majesty Beiguo, who was held hands by his sweetheart for the first time, suddenly blushed. At this moment, he was like a young boy who had just begun to fall in love, he hesitated for a long time and couldn't say a word Come.

After putting it on, Yan Nan blew on the beads and explained: "My mother was like this when I was young. Our family believed in Buddhism, so my mother begged the beads from the temple for me to bring, and then blew on it and said it was a blessing. Safe." After finishing speaking, in order to prove that he was not lying, he rolled up his sleeves and shook the beads on his wrist: "I'm not lying to you, although there is only this one, it has protected my safety for more than 20 years .”

Chu Heng looked at the Buddhist bead on his wrist, but it looked very attractive when worn on Yan Nan's wrist, and the one that fit his own seemed to come out of a string. It became more and more serious, he moved his eyes away stiffly, and after coughing a few times in embarrassment, the smile on his face became doting: "Let's go, there will be more people later."

"Okay." Yan Nan nodded, and didn't pay too much attention to those gadgets anymore, he felt that the thing in his hand, little Achu, might not be able to play with it for a year.

The two played and fought all the way until they entered the Huguo Temple, with a pair of eyes fixed on them, the man twisted off the paper umbrella in his hand, and when he saw the two entered the temple, he was ready to follow.

"Your Highness, I'm afraid that you will displease the emperor by going here now." The guards who followed him stood in front of him quickly, and Mu Chu stared at the backs of the two standing side by side in front of him. Originally, he saw it by accident Seeing the familiar figure from the back, I thought I was mistaken, but I didn't expect it was really his master.

But along the way, the master talked and laughed with Chu Heng, and personally put on the Buddha beads for him. Mu Chu looked down at the empty wrists, and the uncomfortable feeling in his heart became more and more obvious.

An emotion called jealousy spread in his heart, he flicked his long sleeves, and walked towards the posthouse with a cold face.

After burning the incense, Yan Nan went to the host to ask for a peace talisman, thinking that there would be a chance to bring it to Xiao Achu together, when he just turned around, there was a sigh from behind, the host stared at the Buddha statue devoutly, and kept saying Said: "Namo Amitabha..."

Yan Nan believed in Buddhism, but he didn't understand Buddhism. He looked at the abbot, "Why is the abbot sighing?"

"My lord, do you still remember the poor monk?"

Yan Nan was taken aback, and when he looked at the abbot again, his eyes were full of doubts. He looked at the elderly monk, but he still couldn't find his memory in his mind: "I'm really sorry, if you dare to ask the abbot, it's Nanling person?"

The abbot: "When the brother gave the folding fan to the second son, the poor monk was still a sweeping monk in the courtyard."

"You are... Master Zhihui, Master Zhichen's younger brother?" After many years, Yan Nan really did not recognize Master Zhihui. He remembered that he was still seven years old when he first arrived in Wangcheng. At that time, Master Zhichen sent him off. It's a folding fan. I haven't seen each other for more than ten years since that time.

I didn't expect to meet an old friend in this foreign country.

Yan Nan smiled, bowed three times to the Buddha, and then nodded to Master Zhihui: "I'm here at Dongyue, and I want to ask Master about something."

"Second Young Master, it's okay to say."

When the sun was setting, Yan Nan came out of Master Zhihui's meditation room, Chu Heng's personal guards stood outside the door, presumably it was because of today's banquet in the palace that made him unable to escape.

"Sir, should you go to the post house first or go directly to the palace?"

Yan Nan was startled, and asked suspiciously, "What are you going to do in the post?"

"The ones coming to Nanling this time are your brother and His Majesty Nanling."

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