There were quite a few people in the courtyard, and except for the head of the Qingyuan Yun Mansion, there were mostly familiar faces.
The leaves outside the courtyard are blowing by the wind in the Sophora japonica tree.
Mo Yuan, who had always been unruly, also stood up, held his hands in his hands, and said respectfully, "Welcome back to the mountain, sir!"
Seeing this, the others stepped forward together, bowed and spoke one after another.
"Congratulations to welcome Mr. Chen back to the mountain!"
Chen Changsheng was undeniably dazed for a moment.
I thought he was just an idle person, but I didn't expect that so many people remembered him.
His eyes swept over everyone in the courtyard. He breathed a sigh of relief and nodded with a smile on his face.
"haven't seen you for a long time."
Chen Changsheng felt happy in his heart and immediately said: "Serve the wine."
After the words fell, the side room of Liuyun Temple opened in response, and several jars of fine wine floated out and fell into the courtyard.
Yu Hongjin, who was originally lonely, looked at the jars of wine floating out one after another, and her eyes suddenly widened.
This is probably the busiest time in Liuyun Temple.
There was no seat in the courtyard, so they sat on the floor and talked. There was no wine cup, so they raised the jar to drink wine.
Everyone laughed and congratulated Mr. on his return.
Mo Yuan, Cheng Huang, Yu Hongjin, guests from Yun Mansion, and old friends from many years ago.
And it doesn't stop there.
When Mr. Chen returned, the second prince of Longgong who was stationed in Qiuyuefang rushed over immediately.
"Ying Yuan has met Mr. Chen and came to visit him because of Mr. Xie's previous guidance."
Chen Changsheng smiled warmly and said, "I don't care about kindness or affection today, just sit down and drink."
Ying Yuan saw the happy scene in the audience. After thinking about it, he took off his airs. He picked up a jar of wine and sat down.
"Chen, I respect you all."
"To Mr. Chen!"
String String sat aside. Seeing that her husband was in a happy mood, she didn't mention anything more.
The guests in this courtyard may not know each other, but they don't mind because Mr. Chen is gathered here alone, with no seats, no glasses, no food and drinks.
String String thought, maybe this is the Mr. Chen that Grandpa Jian said, and only Mr. Chen can do this.
"Hoo nine, ho nine..."
Yu Hongjin was a special case. There was only wine in her eyes and her head was buried in the wine tank.
The most uncomfortable people in this courtyard are probably Yunli and Yunze.
Yunze murmured softly: "This senior is really extraordinary..."
This time it was not because of his conduct, but because of his conduct.
He also did not expect that this senior who almost caused his Qingyuan Yun Mansion to be wiped out would be so kind.
“Not only is he profound in his teachings, but he also has an open mind that embraces all rivers, which is really admirable.”
But after a moment, a few sips of wine fell into his stomach.
Suddenly there was another sound outside the yard.
"I wonder if Mr. Chen is in the audience? Mao is here to ask for a drink."
Looking around, he saw the Qiuyuefang City God standing in front of the gate. He caressed his long beard and looked at Mr. Chen in the courtyard.
Mr. Chen was also surprised by the arrival of the Old City God. He immediately waved and said with a smile: "Is the Old City God here because of the smell? Please come quickly."
"I haven't seen Mr. Chen for a long time, and I miss him a little."
The old city god smiled and after sitting down, he saw Mr. Chen handing over a jar of wine.
He sniffed it, then his eyes lit up and he said, "I guess it's Qiuyue Brewing."
Chen Changsheng smiled and said: "Chen is uniquely fond of this autumn moon."
"It's hard to see the best wine in the world, sir. Only a taste of red dust is better than a hundred flavors. It's wonderful, wonderful, Mr. Mao."
The scorching sun in Huaixu was blocked by the trees in the mountains, leaving only a gentle breeze blowing across everyone's faces.
The usually quiet Liuyun Temple became lively this time.
He rarely talks about it, but he is surrounded by it, but the excitement is never far away from him.
The liveliness lies in Mr. Chen, and the purity also lies in Mr. Chenghuang thought to himself, what kind of person is Mr. Chen?
Perhaps it is just like that method, mysterious and mysterious.
Everyone gathered together and talked about many things.
Mo Yuan talked about the incident of overcoming the tribulation and taking away the water. Correspondingly, the second prince Ying Yuan also talked about the confrontation with his husband that day, and he felt a little embarrassed when talking about it.
Later, they talked about Tong Zhihuan and Miss Tao'er. The old city god echoed and talked about Miss Tao'er's transformation into a demon. Everyone felt sorry for her, but they expressed admiration for Miss Tao'er's choice.
Listening to these stories, String Strings became more and more impressed.
She thought of "Journey to the West" written by her husband. She originally thought that the gods and monsters were far away from her, but she never imagined that she could be so close now.
Yu Hongjin was so drunk that she fell to the ground with her chubby belly. She snored and didn't hear anything. Fortunately, she didn't go crazy because she was drunk.
Chen Changsheng looked at String String and asked, "When did Chen meet you?"
String String paused for a moment and said, "It must have been in the 24th year of Tianshun's reign that I sneaked into the library and met my husband. At that time, String String thought that my husband was a man in the world."
"When we meet again, it's the end of Jing Dynasty. It should be the thirty-first year of Tianshun. That year, my husband came to Beijing. The next year after my husband left, Dajing fell into ruin."
Chen Changsheng nodded and said, "In total, we haven't seen each other for ten years."
Strings paused for a moment, then nodded.
The vicissitudes of these years are really rapid.
Chen Changsheng took a sip of wine and asked: "Logically speaking, you should have entered reincarnation. Why do you stay in the human world?"
"This matter is somewhat of a long story."
"Back then, the emperor's brother followed his father to the Anqing Mansion in the Southern Region, and I followed him..."
"My husband told me back then that there is a difference between yin and yang, and that we should not cause more karma, but string music failed to do that. I hope you can forgive me in advance."
Old Cheng Huangdun on the side had a guess in his mind after hearing this: "Is the string girl meddling in the affairs of the underworld?"
The string girl nodded and said: "That year when King Xiang burned down the Anqing Mansion, I borrowed the long knife that my husband had given to Chang Shaoqing to help my royal brother escape."
The old city god was shocked and said: "This is a big cause and effect!!"
Chen Changsheng murmured and said, "I guess it was because of that knife that you were able to keep yourself from losing your mind."
"Exactly."
Stringer said: "After I rescued the emperor's brother, many undercover agents were looking for me. Fortunately, the City God of Shangjing Prefecture took me in for my husband's sake, and now I have a place to stay."
The second prince suddenly remembered something and said: "As far as I know, a rebel army rose up in the southern region a few years ago. Over the past few years, its strength has reached more than 80,000 people. The leader is a descendant of the Yan family. Could it be..."
String said: "It's my imperial brother."
After hearing this, Yun Li also said: "If this is the case, the cause and effect of Miss String String's contamination will probably be even greater."
"I know all this."
"The string string has been implicated in the cause and effect, and has failed Mr. Chen's kindness back then. I came here to make amends."
String String raised her head, she breathed a long sigh of relief and said, "After this time, String String will settle all this."
