Fostering apprentices

The old man chuckled a few times and said, "I am a native of Yancheng."

"Old man, you're teasing me again. Look at your clothes, it's clearly not Dongyue's style."

The old man stretched out his hand, covered the pastry with the gauze, and sat on his small bench. He looked at Yan Nan's curious appearance, and his cloudy eyes were stained with sadness.

Yan Nan didn't know the reason for the old man's sudden sadness, but then he heard him say: "The clothes belong to the previous dynasty. This place was not called Yan City before, but the royal city of Nanling. More than a year ago, the Yan family's The general was thrown into prison by the emperor for the crime of rebellion, and the whole family of the Yan family was brutally wiped out, but this general Yan is no ordinary person, his apprentice is the Emperor Dongyue. In less than a year, the Yan family disappeared. Nanling has long since lost its troops to resist."

"Fortunately, the Dongyue Emperor doesn't care about the people in Nanling wearing the old costumes. Although we people are now registered in Dongyue's household registration, which family doesn't have a few old costumes? It's just a nostalgia."

"So that's how it is." Yan Nan had never heard of these things before, but he felt a little curious about which General Yan: "After all, the Yan family is a general and a courtier, so why did the soldiers in Nanling give up their resistance?" , not to mention a rebel."

Erxi was startled when he heard the question from His Royal Highness, stretched out his hand to grab Yan Nan, and said, "Young Master, we have to go to other places." If you keep asking this question, His Highness may remember something .

He gave the old man a look, full of warnings, signaling him not to talk nonsense, then turned to Yan Nan and said, "You don't need to worry about these old things, after all, it's Dongyue's business, we've heard too much It's also troublesome."

"Isn't Your Highness going to ask for a peace talisman for the emperor today? It won't work if it's late."

Hearing the words, Yan Nan had no choice but to give up, he didn't doubt anything too much, bought a few more pieces of sweet-scented osmanthus cake and left.

Erxi stood in front of the old man's stall, looked up at the man, and said, "This street is full of Dongyue's clothes, I advise the old man not to get angry because of the previous affairs, after all, Nanling is no longer here." Nanling Now that he is gone, the former Yan Nan is naturally not here either. He doesn't know whether this old man is intentionally or unintentionally mentioning the past on purpose.

He glanced at the old man's hand, a mocking smile appeared on his face, and then followed Yan Nan's footsteps.

It seems that someone did it on purpose.

A few people came to the front of the temple. There are many more temples here than other people, especially the Bodhi tree standing by the entrance. on the history.

Yan Nan stared at the red rope hanging on it, it was nothing more than seeking marriage, but the talismans hanging on the branches were all for peace and wealth. It was originally a lush and towering tree, but now it seems that freedom is restricted , carrying things that should not belong to him.

He walked into the temple. There were fewer people inside than outside. Yan Nan was about to burn incense and ask for a few peace talismans. As soon as he stepped in, a group of people directly surrounded the entire hall. A general The person who looked like this rushed in, said something to the little novice here, and then began to clear out the people who worshiped Buddha in the hall.

It seems that some important person came over.

In desperation, Yan Nan was kicked out along with the common people. He stood under the bodhi tree, looking up at the lottery. In the end, he couldn't find anything to pass the time. He was going to look around the temple. look.

But as soon as he took a step, Er Xi led his people to follow, Yan Nan sighed, and said to Er Xi: "It's good for you to stay here, I will walk around alone."

"Your Highness, there are so many people here, what if you meet some gangsters by yourself?" Er Xi naturally didn't want to leave Yan Nan's side. matter.

"Do you think your Highness is the kind of feeble scholar who has no power to restrain a chicken, or is he really a terminally ill person?" What he was followed by was really uncomfortable, Yan Nan pointed to the temple Outside, he ordered: "Before I come back, why don't you go to the teahouse over there to drink tea? Don't follow me." After finishing speaking, he walked towards the backyard.

Er Xi seemed to want to say something more, but seeing the leaving figure, he still held back the words in his mouth.

At the beginning of autumn, the climate here in Yancheng is much better than that of Dayan, and it is just in autumn, before stepping into the back mountain, there is a strong fragrance of flowers from the nostrils, it smells like sweet-scented osmanthus, Chen Fragrant.

Yan Nan looked at a few sweet-scented osmanthus trees planted next to the small pavilion. Now that autumn is in full bloom, someone probably came there just now, and there are still some footprints under the sweet-scented osmanthus trees.

He is a person who loves flowers, no matter how high or low the variety is, he always puts a plant in his house.

Stepping into the pavilion, there was a lyre on the stone chair. He looked around, but he couldn't see the owner looking for it.I think it was not long ago that the owner of the qin came here to enjoy the flowers, but something happened and he forgot to take the qin away.

Yan Nan sat on the stone bench next to him, did not touch the guqin, held a folding fan in his hand, looked around, admiring the scenery here.

Not long after, light footsteps came from his ears, and the direction was towards the small pavilion. Yan Nan was getting up, but saw a monk in cassock, followed by a young novice monk.

Yan Nan was slightly stunned, nodded towards the master, and asked, "Is this the Guqin left by the master?"

Master Zhichen clasped his palms together, recited Amitabha, and then said: "This piano is not the old monk's, it belongs to the noble young master here today."

Hearing the master's words, Yan Nan knew that it was not just the front yard, even the back mountain might be taken over by some noble master.He looked at the guqin on the stone table and sighed regretfully, it seemed that he had to go back later today.

He smiled and looked at the master through the bamboo hat: "I accidentally broke into this place, master, please forgive me."

"It's okay, the old man was also waiting for the young master here, but he didn't expect the young master to come first." Master Zhichen said slowly.

Yan Nan was startled: "Wait for me?"

"What are you waiting for me?" He has never met this master before, so why would he wait for him?

Until nightfall, the people in the temple left only a few sporadic people. Er Xi had been waiting since morning till now, until she felt uneasy about waiting. As soon as she stepped into the door of the backyard, she saw The figure of Yan Nan.

That posture seems to be sitting under the sweet-scented osmanthus tree drinking.

Er Xi almost flew into a rage, he gritted his teeth, and walked towards the courtyard, fortunately there were little monks watching around, what if this man got drunk and did something really... hard to explain.

This is probably the courtyard of these monks, a few osmanthus trees were planted, and there were some other trees beside it, and Yan Nan borrowed the land, and brought wine from somewhere, and drank wine on his own in the pure place of Buddhism .

Er Xi looked at the guqin in front of him, and frowned slightly, as if he had seen it somewhere before.

"Thank you, little master." Er Xi nodded towards the little novice, then walked to Yan Nan's side, and helped the drunk with one hand. Where did you bring so much wine?

It smells like the strongest shochu, and looking at the scattered wine jars on the ground, it's a bitch, isn't it?

Yan Nan was supported, his steps were floating, and he was still muttering something to have another drink. Erxi stretched out his hand to touch his acupoints, hugged him in his arms and walked towards the front yard.

As soon as the front foot left here, someone came on the back foot. A man dressed as a monk and a guard came over. He pointed to the Guqin placed in front of him and said, "Is this the Guqin that the benefactor is looking for?"

Ruochen picked up the qin, but the smell of alcohol around him was still there, presumably someone who stole the qin was drinking here.

Thinking that the emperor brought the guqin here to offer incense, he was in a hurry when he left and forgot to bring the guqin. When he remembered, the qin in the small pavilion had been stolen. This qin belonged to Mr. Yan, the emperor Seeing things and thinking about people, if it is lost, it is really not easy to explain.

"When that man took Qin away, why didn't you stop him?"

The monk was a little ashamed, and then he replied: "A poor monk can't beat that benefactor."

Ruochen: "..."

As soon as he got back to the inn, Erxi put him on the bed, stretched out his hand and untied his acupoints, and just as he untied them, Yan Nan sat up from the bed and hugged the bed frame next to him with the strength of alcohol. Huo directly tore off the bed gauze, Er Xi felt a headache instantly.

How come, you become a fool when you get drunk?

Erxi tried to separate the man from the pillar, but Yan Nan was so strong after being drunk, he did not pull the pillar a few times, but hugged him tighter and tighter.In desperation, Er Xi had no choice but to raise his hand and slashed down with the knife, directly knocking Yan Nan unconscious.

Looking at Yan Nan who finally gave up, Er Xi finally understood the reason why his senior brother wrote him that he was not allowed to drink alcohol.

It's okay if you don't get drunk, but once you get drunk, the world will be turned upside down.

In the early morning of the next day, the breeze blew up the bed gauze that had already been hung up. Yan Nan groaned, clutching the back of his neck and slowly sat up from the bed. He rubbed the back of his neck that was sore. Every time I wake up drunk, my neck hurts.

He still had a little smell of alcohol on his body, so he asked for a bucket of water to take a bath. Yesterday, he heard the old bald donkey talk about the Dharma, and he was upset. Fortunately, there is an obedient little novice monk in this temple, who bought it for him drink.

The so-called solution of all worries when he was drunk, he found a place to drink as soon as the old bald donkey left, and it seemed as if he had hurt someone after drinking.

Yan Nan changed his clothes and came down from the upstairs after burning the incense. Erxi was already waiting by the carriage, seeing him clutching the back of his neck when he came down, he had a strange look on his face.