Stirring up with the old enemy

Hao Chun immediately rolled off the saddle and got off the horse, gripped the black whip tightly with his fingers, wrapped the tip of the whip between his fingers, and said with a smile: "There is such a person in a wild temple in the western suburbs of Chang'an."

The heavy rain was blowing, and everyone's words and laughter were drowned out for a moment.The young man raised his eyebrows steadily to look at him, Hao Chun was drenched in the rain, his skin became more and more morbidly pale, his thick eyebrows were gathered like peaks, two strands of black hair wetly stuck to his temples under the hollowed-out forehead, his eyes were clear and handsome.

This look is so recognizable!

The young man immediately lowered his eyelids, and said in a low voice, "The student has seen Master Xiaohou!"

"Oh? You recognize me?" Hao Chun couldn't help grinning, revealing two small white canine teeth. "Where did you know?"

"Don't be in a dream!" At this moment, all the dandies led their horses over one after another, and when they heard Hao Chun's words, they burst into laughter.

The boy immediately blushed, with faint annoyance.

"Hey, don't talk nonsense!" Hao Chun turned around and scolded with a smile. "Didn't you hear that he claimed to be a student? This man is probably a scholar, just like us, temporarily staying in the temple."

"Scholar?" Shen Hu turned his head closest to the young man, looked him up and down a few times, his gaze was like a hook, and after a while, he turned his head and frowned at Hao Chun and said, "How can a family member be so downcast! I'm afraid he is not so poor. Those who can’t pay the rent, borrow to live in mountain temples to study.”

Since Hao Chun fell in love with this beautiful young man, he was not willing to let Shen Hutou taunt him like this, and immediately sullenly said, "We are here to ask for a place to live, and we are all dependent on others, so what is the difference with him ?”

"Master Hou?"

Shen Hu's round eyes widened, Gu Lulu looked at him, and then glanced at the young man in the moon-white monk's robe in front of the door.I didn't look carefully before, but now I look at it like this, yo!She was indeed pretty.

Shen Hu smacked his head and patted the young master, who never liked to put on an official position and punish others. Does this mean that he has taken a fancy to this young man?

"What's your name?" Sure enough, Hao Chun asked the young man with a warm smile while pinching his whip.

The young man originally looked a little happy when he saw Hao Chun, but was stung by Shen Hutou's heart-wrenching words, now he lowered his head calmly and only said a few words. "Student Jun Han is indeed just like what this noble son said, he is just a humble student who lives in the temple to study."

"Oh?" Hao Chun raised his eyebrows with interest, leaned forward slightly, and asked with a smile, "Then where did you meet me?"

"I've never seen it before." The young man who called himself Junhan still lowered his head, his figure was as tall and straight as a pine tree. "Master Hou's demeanor is very different from others, and many people in the Chang'an Calligraphy and Painting Workshop mentioned it, so the students have heard of it."

Hao Chun pinched the tip of the black whip, and rolled his eyes.This person is not very honest, but he probably has seen his portrait.After all, this spring Chang'an West City was buzzing with the selection of the noble son Rong Zhi, and he, Hao Chun, was at the top of the list!

"Hey, hearing or meeting, which one do you think is better?"

have to!Judging by Master Hou's meaning, it is definitely because he has taken a fancy to someone.Shen Hutou thought he was unlucky, waved his hand, and stopped all the playboys who were booing from behind.Seeing that Hao Chun was very interested, he changed his words and smiled at the boy named Jun Han.

"Since you recognize Lord Hou, please bother to inform the abbot of the temple that we will take shelter from the rain here tonight and stay overnight."

Jun Han lowered his head, and said quietly: "There are only me and the abbot in the temple, and there are no servants for sweeping and sweeping. I am afraid that Lord Hou and the young masters will not be able to live there."

"If you want to report it, then report it!" Shen Hu's temper came, and he was deflated one after another, even a muddy person has a fiery temper!What's more, after the torrential rain, my body was wet and sticky with sweat, which made me feel even more uncomfortable.

Shen Hu's head became anxious, and he stretched out his hand to push away the young Jun Han who had been blocking the door.

With a snap, a whip wind swept up.

Hao Chun wraps around Shen Hutou's wrist with the tip of his whip, and smiles lazily with his lips curled up. "Tiger head, don't bully poor families."

Ever since Emperor Yong'an ascended the throne in this dynasty, the situation of co-lordship between the family and the royal family has been broken. Although the children of the family and family in the old days can also be selected in the court, but recently there are more and more calls for reforming the recommendation system and widely selecting poor families to become officials. high.Grand Sikong Cheng Huaijing, who was favored by Emperor Yong'an, tried his best to resist all opinions, and listed [-] benefits of the imperial examination.

Seeing that, this year and next year, there will be a selection of scholars.

Shen Hutou, who came from a powerful family, could look down on the humble scholar who opened the door for him in front of the mountain temple, but he didn't dare to look down on the young master Hao Chun.Hao Chun's words were serious and extremely sensitive, if he answered a wrong word, the entire Shen family would lose their heads.

"Yes, young master, you taught me a lesson!" Shen Hutou could only raise his hand bound by the whip, awkwardly apologizing to Jun Han, the young man who blocked the door. "It turned out that I was wrong. It's just that it's rainy and cold in the midsummer night, so I hope you will be accommodating."

It was raining outside the temple, and the rain washed down the old stone steps, moss and running water could be heard in everyone's ears.It is indeed rainstorm and darkness!

"come in!"

The young man guarding the gate of the mountain temple finally let the door open, turned sideways, and did not salute Hao Chun or anyone present.

Hao Chun retracted his whip lazily, walked over Shen Hutou first and walked into the temple, seemingly casually saying something. "I don't know if the rain will stop early in the morning?"

Footsteps sounded on the long corridors of the temple, high-tooth clogs landed, and the thick wooden soles seemed to be still wet and slippery with moss.Jun Han's voice rolls indistinctly like moss even through the sound of rain. "Students don't know."

"You and the abbot are the only ones in this temple?" Hao Chun had nothing to say.

"Originally, it was said that there were more than a dozen young novice monks. The Eighth Prince committed a crime, and the temple was afraid of being implicated, so they all disappeared."

Hao Chun stopped in his tracks, lazily turning his head to look at Jun Han. "What about you? When did you come to Fulong Temple?"

"The student was poor since he was a child, and the neighbors gathered enough money to support me to go to Beijing. The journey was bumpy, but luckily I arrived in the western suburbs of Chang'an safely." Jun Han stopped here, his bright eyes hid In the shadows of the corridor, the ink hair smelt like pine smoke, and the voice became indistinct again in the rain. "The money is gone, and the students don't know anyone in Chang'an. Fortunately, they met the abbot to take him in."

Hao Chun gave him a serious look in the dark.

This person always seems to be separated from everyone by a layer of blue mist. The mist may be the water smoke rising from the moss of the ancient temple splashed by raindrops, or the ink-like eyes of the young Junhan.

The young Junhan is very much like the flowing water in the sound of the piano, or the dense pine ink smoke curling up in the rainy season in the south of the Yangtze River.Something seems to coincide with the bizarre dream under the shade of the willow tree before... What is it?Every time Hao Chun was about to catch that idea, the idea would slink away and escape without a trace.

"Hou Ye," Shen Hutou endured the hard work all the way, seeing Hao Chun pondering again, hurriedly approached him and whispered in his ear: "There are many concealments in this man's words."

"En." Hao Chun responded casually, looked away, and walked forward again. "Where is the abbot in this temple?"

Jun Han waited for three breaths, and then followed him, high-tooth clogs rattling behind him. "It's evening class."

Such a quiet midsummer rainstorm night is unfamiliar to the dandies in Chang'an.The chirping of summer insects and the noise of frogs rang out from time to time, the rain dripped on the ground, and a few Buddhist scriptures were faintly sent in the night.

"That's why there is no color in the sky... There is no ignorance, and there is no end to ignorance... There is no suffering and extinction."

Hao Chun listened to a few words, and couldn't help raising his face and laughing. "Ji Yang heard that when he was the companion of the Eighth Prince in the palace, he was also a noble son who spent extravagantly. Why did he really recite the ancient Qingdeng Buddha after becoming the abbot of Fulong Temple?"

Before Shen Hutou could stop him, some of the dandies couldn't help laughing and said: "I'm afraid it's just a show! I'm afraid His Majesty will send someone to investigate, or arrest him and put him in prison."

Originally, Hao Chun was at the front of the line in the corridor, Shen Hutou was on the left and right, the young man named Jun Han was in the third place, and then a group of dandies filed in.But someone said this, and the rattling of the high-toothed clogs suddenly stopped, Jun Han turned his head abruptly, and walked back angrily a few steps.

He picked out the speaker. "What did you say?"

"You don't care what I say!" The person who was picked out was Xiao Wulang of the Wang family, currently serving as a captain in the Dragon Tiger Army, with two slanted thick eyebrows, glaring at the moment, and suddenly looked particularly fierce.

Wang Wulang stretched out his long arms to block Jun Han's hand grabbing his collar, but instead pushed Jun Han half a foot away.The corridor was slippery on a rainy night, and Jun Han, who was wearing a moon-white monk's robe, was pushed and fell like this, and almost fell into the mud.

Another whip wind arrived.

Hao Chun twisted his thick eyebrows, looking rather unhappy. "Speak as you speak, what do you mean by doing this? I am dissatisfied with the young master?"

Wang Wulang was taken aback.

Hao Chun strode up to Jun Han, reaching out to help him stand still, but Jun Han turned his eyes away and deliberately refused to accept his support.Hao Chun was deflated and startled, all his anger was directed at Wang Wulang. "Master, I just want to find a place to stay tonight, you two, I'm not comfortable just looking for you!"

This sentence is really unreasonable.But now he is a celebrity in front of Emperor Yong'an, not only Wang Wulang dared not refute him, even Shen Hutou, who was accused of being scolded by Sang Huai, did not dare to speak out.The two of them were chatting, and they both looked away a little awkwardly.

"Are you okay?" Hao Chun turned around and asked the boy named Jun Han in a gentle voice.

"It's nothing." Junhan's voice was cold.

Hao Chun cast a sideways glance at everyone, and curled his lips with a half-smile. "The road is slippery in the middle of the night, everyone calmed down and went to find a place to live. In the morning, don't forget to throw some incense money."

Jun Han raised his eyelids and glanced at Hao Chun.

Hao Chun was immediately encouraged, and laughed again: "Did you hear that?"

Together with Shen Hutou, they all clearly understood this time that the Marquis of Ganqing had taken a fancy to someone and wanted to curry favor with this handsome young man with hair and eyebrows.

Alright, who in this world doesn't have some special hobbies?

"Understood!" Shen Hu replied with a loud laugh, turned his face, and looked at everyone with a playful smile. "Early tomorrow morning, all of us will follow Lord Hou to worship Buddha and make a golden statue of Buddha!"

All the dudes laughed loudly.

"And you," Shen Hutou smiled at Jun Han, with teasing in his words. "Our Lord Hou has just arrived here, and I don't know the rules in your temple. Tonight, you will serve Lord Hou to wash and change clothes, right?"

Jun Han blushed suddenly, clenched his fists tightly, and Yanlong Hanjiang's eyes moved.

Not lifeless anymore.

"Hey, that's a good idea! It's settled." Hao Chun lazily grasped the tip of the whip, showing his two small canine teeth, tilting his head and laughing rascally. "I'm not wronging you by serving Master Ben Hou to wash and change clothes?"

The author has something to say:

Hao Chun: Waiting on Master Ben to wash and change clothes, I am not wronging you, right?

Chen Jingming: Oh!Try it if you can! ╭(╯^╰)╮