Linzhi

He Zhan looked at him suspiciously: "I look like it."

He Rong stretched out his hand to hit him, but he quickly dodged it.

"Third brother, you won't really sell me, will you?"

He Rong: "I want to sell it, but do I have that right?"

He Zhan muttered: "Then why are you so kind to her, you are so kind, and you are willing to coax her?"

He Rong glanced at him: "Greatness is in your eyes, I usually have a bad temper?"

He Zhan laughed along: "Of course not, my third brother is the most tempered person in the world." No wonder.

He Rong didn't bother to pay attention to his insincere words. "I think she's a bit like Carnegie."

As soon as this remark came out, He Zhan lost his smile.

In fact, it's not like, there is no similarity in their appearance, and Sang Yun is more lively than He Jia, more like a monkey who can't calm down. At least He Jia can still be a female celebrity quietly, but He Jia Zhan knew that Sang Yun was not wary of anyone, and when talking to the third brother, he acted like a little girl who was dependent and loving, which was the important reason why he reminded him of He Jia.

In fact, He Jia has always been in their hearts and has never left. Although everyone doesn't say anything, this thorn will stay there forever, and it will poke their heart at any time, which makes people hurt.

He sighed secretly, and held the third brother's hand.

Many things, without words, are in each other's hearts.

He Rong patted the back of his hand: "When are you leaving?"

Calculating the time, it is almost time for the army to arrive in Guangzhou. After all, Tan Jin is neither the commander nor the deputy commander. His name is not right, and he cannot lead the army to attack the city. The matter on their side has come to an end, and He Zhan should also rush Back to preside over the overall situation.

He Zhan: "Third brother, don't you really want to come with me?"

He Rong shook his head: "I have to stay, otherwise the people here will be uneasy, and when the army wipes out those people in Li Zhan, it will be completely peaceful."

He Zhan: "How far do you want to fight this battle?"

He Rong smiled and asked, "How far can you fight?"

He Zhan: "The best thing is to uproot Li Zhan and others. Li Zhan and the other bandit leaders who directly participated in the rebellion will show their heads directly to the public to set the sight straight. The rest of them will be escorted to the capital for His Majesty to decide."

He Rong: "Then what are you hesitating about?"

He Zhan said with a smile, "I'm not afraid that third brother will say that I killed too much, which will harm the peace of heaven?"

He Rong shook his head: "It's not enough."

Facing He Zhan's surprised eyes, he said: "Not only the thieves in Li Zhan are going to die, but also those thieves who are threatening to rebel against Li Zhan don't have to be soft. Li Zhan was taken hostage to Guangzhou, but Li Zhan was able to persist in Guangzhou city for so long because of his help and abuse. In addition, there are profiteers in the city who will take advantage of the chaos to raise food prices. If you go to Guangzhou, don't kill a group of people. It’s impossible to calm down the chaos quickly.”

In the end, He Rong carried a murderous look in every word.

He Zhan touched his nose, a little surprised, but not very surprised.

The third brother is not a bloodthirsty person, he knows it very well, but when it is time to strike, the other party will not be soft.

I think back then at the gate of Zhushan County, the head of the county lieutenant fell to the ground. Although he was the one who shot, the one who gave the order was He Rong.Afterwards, He Zhan was so nauseated that he couldn't see any meat for three days, but He Rong remained calm, eating meat and sleeping as usual, as calm as if the incident had never happened.

From then on, He Zhan knew that his third brother had a ruthlessness in his bones, and this ruthlessness was not only for the enemy, but also for himself.

He Zhan hesitated and said, "It's not that I don't dare to strike, but I'm afraid that if there are too many people to kill, it will affect everything you have worked hard here. After all, the rabbit died and the fox was sad. After all, Sanza and Li Zhan are both from Nanyi. It is inevitable that there will be other ideas about what will happen to them."

He Rong said: "In the Buddhist scriptures, there are not only the compassion of Bodhisattvas with low eyebrows, but also the intimidation of King Kong's angry eyes. If there is no means of thunder, how can spring wind turn rain? It is necessary to appease the people of Nanyi, but it is also necessary for those who dare to challenge the authority of the court. You must not be tolerant, only one soft and one strong can completely subdue everyone. Are you really convinced when you are Sanzha? What makes them afraid to bow their heads can only be the invincible power and means of the court. After that, it is the stability of the Quartet soft policy."

He Zhan was thoughtful.

He Rong smiled: "If I'm the only one here yelling, and you turn around and lose the battle, do you believe that Sanza and the others will immediately change their minds and refuse to submit to the court?"

He Zhan sighed: "I believe. East, west, north, south, four square pillars, one hair can move the whole body, so the southern barbarians can't be chaotic, once the southern barbarians are chaotic, the north will follow, and then the world will hardly be peaceful."

He Rong said: "In fact, it is not peaceful now. The Eastern Turks are powerful, and they are gradually encroaching on other tribes from the north to the east. Their strength is increasing day by day, and there is still Xiao Yu. The court does not move troops. Xiao Yu is the same. There is also a chance to recuperate. Even if Princess Zhending is unwilling and willing to form a firm alliance with the imperial court, it will be difficult for the Western Turks and Xiao Yu to contain the Eastern Turks and Xiao Yu at once. In my estimation, within five years at the latest, the imperial court and There is bound to be a big war between the Eastern Turks, so the more this happens, the less chaos the south will have."

He Zhan nodded: "I understand, after I rush back this time, I will definitely settle down the chaos as soon as possible, you don't have to worry."

He Rong smiled slightly: "I'm not worried at all, after all, you are the coach this time, and I just followed to get credit for it."

He Zhan also laughed: "Then I would like to trouble the deputy commander to stay in the ravine for a few more days, wait for the commander to lead the army to triumph, and then pick you up by the way, and then you will not be the son-in-law of the Nanyi people, and you will not want to leave in the end." .”

Having said that, compared to He Rong, it is obviously He Zhan who is more popular with Nanyi girls.

Not to mention Sang Yun, even the other young girls in Sang's village would always find various excuses to pass by and take a sneak peek at He Zhan's presence from time to time.

But the Nanyi girls are much more open than the Central Plains girls. They are not satisfied with sneaking a few glances, but more directly take the food they made with their own hands, the wild fruits picked from the mountains, and the game they hunted. If you can't see He Zhan's face, you will stand under the bamboo building and sing a folk song instead.

In just a few days, the entire village and the people nearby knew that there was a handsome guard beside His Royal Highness King An, who was especially welcomed by young ladies.

This matter was taken as a joke, and it also made the young men in the village feel a sense of crisis, and made Boss Sang Yun even more unhappy. She accelerated the frequency of visiting He Zhan, and even asked He Rong humbly for advice on various Central Plains dishes. The way of doing it is to "wash your hands and make soup, and give it to your lover to taste".

The unconscionable He Rong was so happy to see his younger brother's jokes that he almost responded to every request, and even went to the kitchen to teach Sang Yun how to cook.

Normally, He Rong would sit at the door, imagining the recipe based on the dishes he had eaten in the past, and then ask Sang Yun to make them according to the same pattern.

It's a pity that Sang Yun, who knows nothing about cooking, met the half-baked His Royal Highness An Wang, and it was destined to be a tragedy. Since He Zhan once ate her roast beef with sauce, he had diarrhea that night. After that, no matter how good the color of the dish was, , As long as I heard that it came from King An's mouth and Sang Yun's hand, I would resolutely refuse to taste the second mouthful.

Three days later, He Zhan left Sangjiazhai, and after his figure disappeared far away, Sang Yun was still standing at the door, looking out reluctantly. Before she turned into Wangzhan Stone, Sang Lin finally couldn't stand it anymore and pulled her back .

Sang Yun was unhappy, and ran to find He Rong, who had just received the leaders of Linjiazhai and Anjiazhai, and was talking with Sangza in the hall.

Seeing her daughter rushing in, Sanza frowned and said, "Ayun, walk well, your Highness is here, how can you be rude!"

It's not that he didn't know that his daughter had gotten close to He Rong recently, and he thought that there was some ambiguity between the two of them, but it didn't look like it.

He Rong waved his hand: "It's okay, Ayun Yuxue is cute, just like my sister."

Sang Yun looked melancholy: "Your Highness, did Qing'an leave early because I got annoyed by me?"

He Rong smiled slightly: "No, I want to stay here for a while, so he has to report back first."

Sang Yun opened his eyes wide: "Really? Are you not in a hurry to leave?"

He Rong said: "Don't worry, I want to go to his village with Master An and visit the Lin family village. Do you and Sang Lin come with me?"

Sanza was startled, and couldn't help looking at his son.

Sang Lin looked happy, and said without thinking, "I am very willing, Your Highness, I will go wherever you go. Qing'an is gone, so let me be your bodyguard!"

Compared with Sang Yun, Sang Lin prefers to follow He Rong. The latter is young, but his knowledge is higher than that of any elder in the Sang family village. Sang Lin can hear many new things from He Rong every day. The more I listened, the more I felt that Nanyi urgently needed to change, and the more I felt that my father and elders were too conservative. In order not to offend Li Zhan, they watched Nanyi fall apart and did not stop them until the imperial court sent a large army.

He even thought, if the person who came this time was not King An, someone like King An who was willing to plan a way out for Nanyi, but a court official like before, what would happen to their Sangjiazhai?Maybe he will also be accused of coercing rebellion, beheaded, and exiled. Then, what is the point of what his grandmother has worked so hard for all her life?

Sanza was naturally happy to see his sons and daughters getting closer to King An, and said after hearing the words: "Your Highness, although you have guards with you, the people in Lingnan are aggressive after all, and it is better to bring a few more people to defend yourself. Listen to your instructions more."

He Rong readily agreed: "Master Sang has a pair of sons and daughters, I like them very much. They can accompany me and serve as guides, lest I get lost in the mountains and never return."

Sang Yun said happily, "Your Highness, when are you going to leave? I'll go prepare some food so that I can take it on the way."

He Rong: "How about leaving early tomorrow morning?"

The others naturally had no objection, Sang Yun bounced away and ran away, and in a blink of an eye, he ran away the sorrow of He Zhan's departure.

Sanza shook his head, and smiled wryly at He Rong: "Ah Yun is still a child at heart, His Highness laughed."

He Rong smiled faintly: "Being carefree is what many people dream of but can't achieve. Ah Yun is very good like this."

……

There is a Dengfeng County not far from Shaoshi Mountain. It used to be a village. Thanks to the blessing of Zhongling Yuxiu, there is an endless stream of people who come here every year to visit, offer incense, worship teachers, and seek Buddha. Gradually, the village has become a small town. The town has turned into a county seat again, with a growing population and prosperity. On the first and fifteenth day of every month, like other places, there are temple fairs, and the crowds are surging, making it even more lively.

The little monk Mingchen seldom went down the mountain. At the first sight of this battle, his head was a little dizzy.

"Brother abbot, why don't we go somewhere else, there are too many people here, where can I set up a stall for you?"

He Ximan didn't care: "How much money does fortune-telling need? Besides, you're here!"

"But, but I'm short, I'll be squeezed out later..." Ming Chen said with a bitter face.

He Xi ignored him, and walked forward with his watch. Ming Chen had no choice but to hold on to his clothes tightly and follow the crowd, and was scolded for accidentally touching two women. The fledgling little monk managed to put back the scolding that came out of his mouth.

The two brothers and sisters finally found a feng shui gem among the dazzling array of stalls. He Xi happily ran over there, without using any tables and chairs, and just put an old felt blanket on the ground, and Ming Chen put the stone on the ground. , Wangzi is inserted into the hole in the stone, fluttering in the wind, and the big characters "Yutai Temple Miraculous Calculation" on it immediately catch people's eyes.

Mingchen was a little uneasy, and said in a low voice: "The Buddhist family never counts fortunes, senior abbot, if we use the name of the Buddhist sect to bluff and cheat, will we disrespect the Buddha? Master will scold us in a dream at night!"

He Xi pointed at the back of his head: "What kind of bluffing, we are here to point out the maze for all sentient beings, so that they can get out of the sea of ​​suffering as soon as possible, you know! Besides, you are thinking about Master and his old man all day long. Isn't it good for you to entrust your dreams? When you come back, remember to give Master said, if I have anything to say in the future, I will tell you, and you can pass it on to me, don't bother him, the old man will fall into my dream!"

Ming Chen covered his head and muttered: "But, but I always feel that this is against what Master taught us..."

He Xi squinted at him: "I don't want to come out to set up a stall, but there is not a single grain of rice in the rice tank. What should we eat when we go back? Do we go to the mountains to pick wild vegetables every day? Or do you go buy some wild game?"

Ming Chen flattened his mouth and fell silent.

It may be that their two bald heads are too eye-catching, or it may be that monks are relatively rare in fortune-telling. The booth quickly attracted a lot of curious eyes, and a middle-aged man stepped forward and asked: "Dare to ask the two masters, is your fortune-telling good?" Look at the face, or look at the horoscope, or test the word? How much is it once?"

He Xi said: "Look at palmistry, face reading, and also read characters. Money is something outside of the body, but it depends on the donor's convenience. If you think it's right, you can give more. If you don't think it's right, you can give less."

Drawn out, inscrutable, and kind of bluffing.

The middle-aged man stretched out his palm: "Then can you please show me the palmistry?"

Ming Chen only knew that his senior brother seemed to be from a wealthy family before he became a monk, and he had never heard of him reading palms, so he couldn't help opening his eyes wide when he saw this, hoping to see what He Xi could say.

As a result, before He Xi could speak, a group of people came over aggressively, pulled up their hopefuls, put them in front of them, raised their knees, and broke them directly!

The author has something to say:

Ming Chen: Brother abbot, you really know how to tell fortunes?Then do the math for me.

He Xi: You are destined to be a monk.

Mingchen: Is there any more?

He Xi: You are destined to have no food this morning.

Ming Chen: ...But there is obviously a bowl of rice on the table.

He Xi: That's right, it's all mine, so you're gone.