Wearing a book to save Ma Wencai

The tea was served soon, and the fragrance of the tea was overflowing, which made people feel better.

Chen Qing took a sip and chatted with her: "The rippling blue waves have a touch of fragrance, the tea is not intoxicating and everyone is intoxicated. It is indeed good tea."

Zhu Hanzhang pursed his lips and smiled, agreeing with him.

He said again: "West Lake Longjing tea is light green in color, fresh and sweet, and also has a tangy aroma. Do you like it, my lord?"

Biluochun relieves anger, eliminates fatigue, and loses weight.More importantly, it is planted between tea trees and fruit trees, with a floral and fruity fragrance, which is very good for Zhu Hanzhang, a girl who likes to eat sweets.

She replied: "I like it, but I want to drink Biluochun more now."

Suddenly, someone bumped into Zhu Hanzhang, sat down beside Zhu Hanzhang, picked up her tea, and drank it in one gulp, "Brother, I just bought these umbrellas after searching all the stalls here. .”

The man proudly held up an umbrella to show off in front of Chen Qing.

The rain in early spring was still a bit cool, and the raindrops splashed on Zhu Hanzhang's neck, which stimulated him a bit, and Zhu Hanzhang couldn't help shivering.

"Okay, there are still people watching, don't be so unruly." Chen Qing warned somewhat sternly.

The man turned his head to look at Zhu Hanzhang, squinted his eyes for a long time, and suddenly said: "Master, you look like a girl."

Zhu Hanzhang looked at him expressionlessly, and said with a fake smile: "Thank you, young master, for your compliment."

This person was probably really stupid, he had no winks at all, yet he accepted her compliment, "You're welcome, you're welcome."

He is obviously a young man with bright eyes and clear eyes, but when he speaks, he has a naive meaning.

"By the way, why don't you drink tea?"

Zhu Hanzhang glanced at the cup in front of him coolly, and continued to mock: "Thank you, young master, for drinking tea for me."

The man looked at the teacup on the table, his brother's teacup was in his hand, there was an empty teacup in front of him, and there was no tea in front of this little white face.

amount……

He scratched his head, "I'm so sorry, I misread it. Otherwise, I'll pay you another cup."

When he said this, the man's white teeth were shining brightly, and they were even more dazzlingly white under his wheat-colored skin.

Chen Qing apologized for his younger brother: "My lord, I'm really sorry, my younger brother is reckless, I apologize to you on his behalf. I bought this tea, I hope you will not be angry."

People are so sincere, if they pursue it, they will appear stingy.

"Then thank you in advance, master."

The person knew her well, and asked her, "What are you doing here?"

"Study."

He nodded, "Scholar."

"We are here to pray to Buddha, in a few days..."

"Congratulations," Chen Qing interrupted suddenly.

Meeting by chance, it is not necessary to know each other's details clearly, Zhu Hanzhang changed the subject, "Then when do you plan to go up to the mountain to worship Buddha?"

This man was simple-minded, "Has the rain stopped? By the way, we go up to the mountain to worship Buddha, and you go up to the mountain to study. Since we are on the same road, why don't we go together?"

Zhu Hanzhang did not refuse, the mountain road after the rain is extremely difficult, it is not as convenient as a group of people supporting each other.

She took a tentative look at Chen Qing, and found that he did not refute his brother's opinion, and knew that there was still room for discussion.

"Xiaosheng Zhu Hanzhang, since he was a child, he envied the decision-making temple and his son who served the motherland, so he went to Songshan Academy to study."

In this way, it is a bit like painting a big cake.

But Chen Qing was quite appreciative, and when he heard the words, he nodded and let go.

"Hanzhang, you are amazing!" Chen Qing's younger brother was not as thoughtful as he was, and was even more simple. He put his arm around Zhu Hanzhang's shoulders, "My name is Chen Hezhi, and we will be friends from now on."

Zhu Hanzhang laughed in cooperation.

"However, Hanzhang." Chen Hezhi patted her on the shoulder, "You are too thin."

Looking at Chen Hezhi's appearance, Zhu Hanzhang could vaguely understand Liang Shanbo's thinking.

It rained all day, and at night, the rain stopped.

The next day Zhu Hanzhang set off with them. The shopkeeper knew that they were going up the mountain, so he dissuaded them: "The road on the mountain is slippery, difficult to walk, and easy to encounter danger."

Chen Qing kept dissuading him and insisted on going up the mountain.

It had just rained, and a layer of fog had risen in the mountains. People's vision was limited and they couldn't see very clearly.The road up the mountain also washed out many mud holes because of the rain.

Zhu Hanzhang followed several strong men, and looked extremely weak.In this desolate place, like a shivering little sheep.

Chen Hezhi deliberately helped her, and deliberately slowed down and waited for her.

Chen Qing was followed by a bearded, thick-skinned man who looked down on scholars and sarcastically said: "Scholars are like this, with their small arms and legs, it's hard to catch a chicken."

Zhu Hanzhang didn't take it seriously, she could think about it.He is talking about scholars, she is different, she is not.

Zhu Hanzhang didn't know that in Chen Qing's eyes, she was a calm person who could accomplish great things with her neither humble nor overbearing appearance.

Chen Qing explained to her, "Literati are eager to learn, and they don't rely on catching chickens and dogs to support themselves. Naturally, they are different from us."

Chen Hezhi also said: "That's right, Hanzhang is such a young man with a jade face. If he has big arms and thighs, he won't look good."

Terrible, no matter how Zhu Hanzhang heard it, he felt that what these two people said was not good.

The men's hands and feet were neat, especially Chen Qing. Along the way, almost everyone splashed muddy water at the bottom of their trousers, and he was the only one who was clean without any stains.Like a kung fu man.

Zhu Hanzhang tried his best to keep up with their footsteps, and the original one-day journey was shortened to four hours before arriving at the temple.The temple Chen Qing mentioned was called "Jinshan Temple", and it was half an hour away from Songshan Academy.

According to the abbot of the temple, students from Songshan Academy come to the temple to pray every now and then.

Zhu Hanzhang rested in the temple for a while, and then continued to climb the mountain alone while it was still dark.

Chen Hezhi persuaded her, "You scholar, if you climb mountains tirelessly, your body will not be able to bear it."

Zhu Hanzhang looked at the thicker fog outside and the dark clouds in the sky, and knew that if it was later, when it rained, the whole mountain would be covered by the fog and it would be difficult to dissipate for a long time.At that time, she will be trapped in the temple.

Zhu Hanzhang is determined to arrive at the academy today.

Seeing that she didn't listen, Chen Hezhi called his brother anxiously, "Brother, please help persuade Hanzhang! He can't even lift a sword. What if he goes up the mountain alone and encounters danger?"

Chen Qing saw that he knew better than him, and knew that Zhu Hanzhang couldn't be persuaded, so he could only comfort him instead.

No one spoke for him, so in desperation, Chen Hezhi took out an oiled paper umbrella and gave it to her to protect her from the rain.If the mountain road is difficult to walk, it can also be used as a crutch to walk.

Zhu Hanzhang took the umbrella and said politely: "Thank you."

Chen Hezhi replied with a righteous face, "You're welcome, be careful, if you think the mountain road is not easy, you can go back the same way."

When this man gave her the umbrella, his brother was also there, and the scene was familiar no matter how you looked at it.

Jiangnan, a pair of brothers, a scholar, an umbrella, a monk and Jinshan Temple...

Zhu Hanzhang clenched the handle of the umbrella and shouted from the bottom of his heart, brother, you are playing a role in the drama!This is not "Legend of the White Snake"!

In Liang Shanbo and Zhu Yingtai's script, Zhu Hanzhang is clear about her own position. On the surface, she salutes and bids farewell to Chen Qing and his party, and continues to climb the mountain alone.

It was late when we arrived at Songshan Academy, and the day's classes were coming to an end.

She sat on the stone platform in front of the academy, thinking about how to enter the academy?

The head of the mountain seemed to have expected her to come back a long time ago, so he was stuck in time and opened the gate of the academy.

Looking at her attire as a scholar, she smiled and said, "You must be the foreigner mentioned in the letter, right? Come in quickly."

Foreigners?Zhu Hanzhang followed Shan Chang into the college in a daze.

After passing a long corridor, I arrived at a room.

A teacher who was teaching saw the head of the mountain, hung the ruler on the wall, put the book on the table respectfully, and went out to ask what happened.

The head of the mountain introduced Zhu Hanzhang to the master in a few words, and the master squinted his eyes to observe this "foreigner" carefully.

Zhu Hanzhang still doesn't understand how his identity became like this?

But the moment she stepped into the study hall, she immediately understood.

Because the system sent a message [Meet all the protagonists, please perform the task here. 】

Therefore, the identity of the foreigner is systematically arranged, and the purpose should not disrupt the basic plot of "The Butterfly Lovers".In the final analysis, she is just an outsider, a passer-by in the lives of Liang Shanbo, Zhu Yingtai and Ma Wencai.

When she appeared in front of the students, she saw Ma Wencai immediately.Ma Wencai also recognized her at a glance.

Zhu Hanzhang was inexplicably flustered. She pretended to be calm and introduced herself to the students in the audience, "My name is Hitt? Emily? Maria? Mona Lisa? Hanzhang."