When I walked to the city gate and was about to leave the city, I suddenly shivered in the early morning.
I looked around alertly in the early hours of the morning, but didn't find anything unusual. I couldn't help but frown. What was going on with that cold feeling just now? Someone is plotting against him secretly?
not……
Luo Hai, that dead glass! ?
Thinking of Luo Hai, I immediately raised my hand and rubbed my arms in the early hours of the morning. I couldn't think about it! The more I think about it, the more disgusting I feel! It's better to get out of here quickly.
This time, there was no problem when he met the soldiers guarding the city. The soldiers guarding the city at most looked at him twice and didn't say much.
In the early morning, I felt more and more that it was a good decision to temporarily separate from Ren Hongluan, at least it would not attract so much attention.
After leaving the city gate, Xiao Chen jumped lightly and landed on the horse.
"Okay, let's go. It's up to you where you go." Ling Chen leaned over and patted the horse's neck and said softly.
When the horse heard what Chen Wen said, it actually started to walk forward slowly, as if taking a walk, unhurriedly.
"Good buddy, I'm leaving it to you." Chen Chen rubbed the horse's mane and praised him, then lay directly on the horse's back and looked at the sky.
"There is water in a thousand rivers and a moon in a thousand rivers, and there are no clouds in the sky for thousands of miles..." In the early morning, I pulled down the gourd from my waist and took a sip of wine, and I couldn't help but feel "poeticly inspired".
"What a poem!"
A surprised voice suddenly sounded, and Youzai Youzai's whole body trembled in fright, and he almost fell off his horse.
'I'm really convinced, plagiarizing two lines of poetry was heard again? ’ I complained in my heart in the early hours of the morning.
Chen Chen sat up and looked in the direction of the sound. He saw a young man dressed as a scholar, carrying a book box and quickly catching up with him, walking side by side with Chen Chen who was riding a horse.
"Master, this is a really good poem. Do you have the complete poem?" the young man asked excitedly.
"Uh... you... are the donor?" Chen Chen was a little surprised. Isn't this young man too familiar?
"Oh! Yes, student Liu Qingshu. This trip is to go to Beijing to take the exam." Liu Qingshu introduced himself with a student salute to the early morning.
"Going to Beijing to take the exam? Is it time for the imperial exam again?" I was stunned in the early morning and couldn't help but ask curiously.
"It's coming, it's coming, the imperial examination will be held in more than six months. The students want to start early so that they won't be too impatient." Liu Qingshu scratched his head and said with a simple smile.
"Uh..." Ling Chen's eyes twitched when he heard this. He reached out and took out the map he brought out from Treasure Collection Building. He opened it and looked at it carefully.
The place where he is now is called Qingfeng County, which is very close to the border. It is nearly half the map from the capital city, at least thousands of miles away.
"Donor Liu has great perseverance and will definitely achieve something." Ling Chen said with sincere admiration.
Not everyone can have this kind of spirit, and it seems that Liu Qingshu came from a poor family, with neither a horse nor a book boy to travel with.
"Hehe, let me borrow Master's good words." Liu Qingshu scratched his head, his handsome face turning red from shyness.
"You're welcome. With such perseverance, Donor Liu will achieve success no matter what profession he is in. Don't be in a hurry." Ling Chen said.
Meeting is fate. Ling Chen was worried that Liu Qingshu would be hit if he didn't win this time and would be unable to recover, so he gave some advice.
"Hehehehe, don't worry, Master, this is not the first time that the student has rushed for the exam. He has already failed twice." Liu Qingshu said with a smile, but the smile was a little forced, with a hint of bitterness.
"Then why do you call yourself a student to the poor monk?" Ling Chen asked, hoping to divert Liu Qingshu's attention, lest he become discouraged before the exam.
"The poem that Master just read out means that Master's writing style is far superior to that of his students. Since ancient times, those who have mastered the art have been regarded as teachers, so they naturally call themselves students." Liu Qingshu explained seriously.
"Thousands of mountains share the same moon, and every household has spring." Chen Ling smiled when he heard the words, and suddenly started to read another sentence.
“Thousands of mountains share the same moon, and every household has spring.
There is water in thousands of rivers and moon in thousands of rivers, but there is no cloud in the sky for thousands of miles. "Liu Qingshu's eyes brightened slightly, and he recited it excitedly.
"Good poem, really good poem! It is completely different from the existing contrasts! Although the first sentence is shorter than the second sentence, they complement each other and are quite Buddhist. He is worthy of being a Buddhist master!" Liu Qingshu's body was trembling with excitement. .
Listening to Liu Qingshu's words in the early morning, the corner of his mouth twitched, could he not have Buddha nature? This poem was originally written by a monk. The entire poem is a very high-level Buddhist verse. It is strange to not have Buddha nature...
At that time, he was looking at the cloudless sky and suddenly remembered the poem he had read before. He couldn't help but recite it, but Liu Qingshu heard it.
After Liu Qingshu calmed down for a while, he suddenly found that Chen Qing, who was riding beside him, had a calm face and showed no reaction at all to his heartfelt praise just now, and his heart was filled with admiration.
He admired Chen Chen's state of mind very much. Compared with Chen Chen, Liu Qingshu felt particularly ashamed of his big reaction. It was understandable that he couldn't go to high school because of his temperament.
But how could Liu Qingshu know that this poem was not written by Ling Chen himself, so how could he react to his praise?
Just like when someone says to you, "Wow, Dad Ma is so rich," would you feel happy? If I can feel happy, I need money to cure it. I don’t like this disease.
"I don't know Master's name." Liu Qingshu looked up and asked Chen Chen with a look of shame on his face.
"...??? The poor monk's name is buried in the third burial, the burial." In the early morning, he came back to his senses and looked at Liu Qingshu who looked guilty. He didn't understand what was wrong with this young man, but he still introduced him.
"Uh... Master San Zang, this is really a good Buddhist title." Liu Qingshu was a little dumbfounded. This kind of Buddhist title really had nothing in common with the monk in front of him.
"Hahaha... that's what they said." Ling Chen smiled, not surprised at all by Liu Qingshu's reaction, because no monk in his right mind would be called San Zang.
But it was obvious that Chen Chen was a monk with an abnormal mind, and he might not even be considered a monk in the strict sense.
"Donor Liu, are you still confused?" In the early hours of the morning, he noticed that Liu Qingshu's face suddenly looked a little heavy.
"Ah? Ah, Master Sanyan, the student is fine. You can just call the student Qingshu. There is no need to call him that way." Liu Qingshu suddenly came back to his senses and explained quickly.
"The poor monk calls you Qingshu. How about you talk to the poor monk about your confusion?" Ling Chen nodded.
"That's... okay." Liu Qingshu hesitated for a long time, then nodded and agreed.
"Sigh... the student is thinking about what to do if the student fails the exam again this time. He has already taken the exam twice. If he fails this time, the student's family will not be able to support him." Liu Qingshu said softly.
"Then why do you think you can't pass the exam?" Chen Chen did not comfort Liu Qingshu, but asked instead.
"Huh?" Liu Qingshu obviously didn't react, and his expression looked a little silly.
"Then I'll put it another way, since you think you can't pass the exam, why do you still go?" Liu Qingshu continued to ask in the early hours of the morning before he could react.
"Since you think you can't pass the exam, why waste time, energy, and money by going to the capital to take the exam?" Chen Qing was a little aggressive.
"Student..." Liu Qingshu looked stunned, but couldn't say a word.
Yes, if that's the case, then why should he go?
