Infinite Script Killing

"Brother Yuan, what are you doing again??"

"Oh, study a little something."

Yuan Shoushi looked back at Wanrong who came in carrying a bamboo basket, with a smile on his face.

"What is it??"

Wanrong put down the bamboo basket in her hand and leaned over. The fragrance of the girl hit her, which made Yuan Shoushi fascinated for a moment. He couldn't help but take a sip, and suddenly felt dizzy.

He was so dazed that he almost sat down on the ground. Fortunately, he woke up quickly, otherwise he would have been very embarrassed. Yuan Shoushi calmed down and did not dare to look at Wanrong again. He quickly changed the subject and said: "This is called Qian Mo, but it's not The mold for making money is the mold that common people use to paint yellow frames."

"I thought it was something. Isn't it just a wooden mold? Why do you sit here with a sad face? I haven't seen you looking for me in the past few days."

Wanrong covered her mouth and smiled softly.

Yuan Shoushi couldn't help but smile bitterly when he heard this: "How can it be so simple? This thing has been destroyed. It is not difficult to repair it, but it will be difficult because there is no material."

"Hmph, I don't believe there are any rare treasures in the world in Ziwei City. I can't even find a piece of repaired wood??"

Wanrong said unconvinced.

This is not an exaggeration. It is the residence of a saint, and all nations come to court. Every year, countless rare treasures are brought into the palace. If there is only one stone in the world's wealth, I am afraid that this Ziwei Palace will monopolize eight buckets.

"It's not a precious thing, but it's a rare thing. What I want is a piece of gloomy wood turned from acacia wood."

"Pfft, I thought it was something. This thing is rare, but it's not a precious treasure. I'll ask my sisters in the palace when I go back and ask you if I have one. I'll lend you a piece."

Yuan Shoushi perked up after hearing the words, but his face changed drastically as he thought: "You must never steal the palace's property privately. At the least, you may be exiled, and at the worst, you may be beheaded! Just as you must never do such a stupid thing."

Seeing Yuan Shoushi being so serious, Wanrong felt warm in her heart: "Don't worry, the palace has its own rules, but it's not without flexibility. I have a sense of propriety."

After saying that, before Yuan Shoushi could refuse, Wanrong took his hand and walked aside, took out the food in the basket and put it on the table: "Eat quickly, these are all meals cooked by me myself."

"Uh-huh!!"

Yuan Shoushi looked at the food, and his face burst into laughter. He picked up the bowl and chopsticks, picked up a piece of tofu and put it in his mouth, eating it with gusto.

"It's so delicious. If you leave the palace in the future, I will eat your food every day."

As if startled, the smile on his face gradually dimmed. He looked at the magpie on the tree outside the door and looked at the sky outside longingly: "Okay, if we wait until that day, we will find a place with beautiful mountains and clear waters and buy two acres." I will use the land to raise geese and grow vegetables, and I will cook for you every day."

Yuan Shoushi didn't notice anything wrong and just said: "That's really great."

"Oh, by the way! The Crown Prince has written a new poem, did you know?"

Wan Ru seemed not to want to talk more about this topic, so he immediately interrupted and mentioned Xu Tong's poem: "I want to lean against the green window to accompany you, but I regret that I have gone astray in this life. I have the intention to go to the forest with a begging bowl, but I have lost the love of a beautiful woman."

Like a cuckoo, she was leaning against the door frame, the sun shining on her black hair was shining brightly. Yuan Shoushi didn't know poetry, he was just a carpenter, but when he turned around and saw Wanyu by the door, his eyes suddenly blurred. got up.

I don't know how long it took before Wanru came back to her senses. When she saw Yuan Shoushi looking at her dreamily, she couldn't help but cover her mouth and smile: "Idiot!"

After that, he went out and said, "I'll come find you again in a few days!"

Listening to Wanru's voice, Yuan Shoushi was holding the bowls and chopsticks alone, and then smiled stupidly for a moment: "Okay, I'll wait for you, wait for you forever..."

"Master, what is the most beautiful love??"

"The most beautiful things make you smile when you think about them."

"Master, you said I am so beautiful, why do I always meet those unfaithful men?"

"When the flowers are blooming, they attract butterflies and bees, but occasionally they also attract flies."

In Tanhua Building, Xu Tong has been here drunk and dreaming for almost three days. Dressed in a red cassock and looking nondescript, he became the center of attention.

The girls rushed forward one after another, saying they wanted to get the scriptures, but Xu Tong didn't know if the scriptures they were talking about were what he thought.

Nowadays, everyone in the huge city of Luoyang knows that the crown prince Li Zheng is also known as the Love Monk.

Prince Gong, a relative of the emperor, a contemporary poet, plus the title of an infatuated monk. These titles are blessed on a person. Just hearing his name, you can feel the heavy story behind it.

And this is exactly what boys and girls love most.

As a result, in the past three days, the price of flower words outside Tanhua Building has increased several times, but it is still difficult to find a word. The threshold of Tanhua Building is about to be trampled to pieces.

Some women even sneaked in disguised as men, just to see what the love monk looked like.

The happiest people are the boss of Tanhualou and the great monk Yuanzi.

The former got a cramp in his hand from making money, and the latter was already smiling from ear to ear when he saw Buddhism's increased luck.

With the help of wine, Xu Tong waved his cassock and walked towards the door, shouting: "I would like to transform into a stone bridge!"

The high-pitched shouts made everyone in Tanhua Tower quiet down. They silently looked at the prince's slightly red eyes, with tears shining in his hazy eyes. He looked at the girl in front of him with an extremely gentle voice: "Shou Wu. After hundreds of years of wind and rain, I just hope that one day she can walk across the bridge."

A teardrop slipped from the corner of his eye.

In an instant, the girl in front of her went blank, and she almost passed out from happiness.

These touching words of love aroused a burst of sadness in the hearts of those girls, as if they had seen the crown prince and that girl's unparalleled love.

But after saying this, Xu Tong lay on the ground and fell asleep.

If Guo Yi hadn't picked up Xu Tong quickly and ran away, the girls behind him, whose eyes were glowing green, would have probably rushed up and eaten the hot topic alive.

Only when Guo Yi loaded Xu Tong onto the carriage, waved his riding whip, and drove away did the girls who had chased him out the door tearfully bid farewell.

"Drive! Drive!!"

The carriage was speeding on the street, and soon I heard Xu Tong's voice coming from the carriage: "Slow down, slow down, I'm almost knocked unconscious."

Hearing this, Guo Yi pulled the reins to slow down the carriage. He opened the curtain with his fingers and saw that Xu Tong had taken off his cassock. His eyes were clear and he didn't look as drunk and crazy as before.

Guo Yi was not surprised at all when he saw this. After all, the prince's strength was far superior to his own, so how could he be drunk with just a few jars of Huangliang wine.

"Your Majesty, the saint asked you to compose a poem, so you compose a poem, why bother yourself so much??"

Guo Yi expressed his doubts.

In front of a straight man like him, it was obviously impossible to understand Xu Tong's actions.

"Do you know what it means to manage a character? You just rely on copying... to compose poems. Monk Yuanzi has it today and will ask for it tomorrow. But after I manage the character, I will be a walking spokesperson. If I don't compose poems, I can't even lie down. It can have an effect.”

Xu Tong rolled his eyes at him. Besides, he didn't find this job hard at all. Isn't that the fun of acting?

"Don't understand? I just feel weird."

Guo Yi followed Xu Tong from Shu to Luoyang.

Naturally, he knew in his heart that his eldest son should not talk about love and love, because the prince was afraid that this unlucky son would do something to deceive his father, so he had always strictly disciplined him. He had never even entered a brothel before Luoyang, so where could any love come from? .

Seeing the confusion in Guo Yi's heart, Xu Tong shook his head and took out the hookah pipe from the props book, put it to his mouth slowly and started smoking.

“When I was very young, I met a magician who liked to arrange these things that were not available, but many people believed in him.

Later he told me that the biggest problem with people is that they like to indulge in their own emotions.

It doesn’t matter what I say. It doesn’t matter whether I have a story. They have already thought of the story for me in their minds. Do you understand? "

Guo Yi still shook his head.

Seeing that he didn't understand, Xu Tong could only change his explanation: "This world is actually very bitter. Sometimes I know it is false, but I am willing to believe it. It is just to comfort myself."

"oh!!"

When Guo Yi heard this, he immediately understood. He turned around and muttered to himself, "Isn't this the same as my erotic dream?"

In this volume, only the Xuantan Dharma Assembly is left. This section of the story is about to come to an end. I will take a day off tomorrow to let me sort out my thoughts.