Young Master! "
Xiao Luo immediately threw herself into Tang Ping's arms.
After the siege of Fenyang, Li Shimin should have returned to Chang'an, but because he had to wait for Tang Ping and his army to return, he stayed there for a few more days.
After receiving Tang Ping and the others, the army escorted Li Shimin back to Chang'an in a mighty manner the next day.
Tang Ping missed his family so much that he left the army directly outside Chang'an City and rushed home with Old Cui, Old Du and Old Man Pei.
Xiao Luo was bored peeling potatoes in the yard when she heard the sound of cars outside.
At first, he thought it was his hallucination, but Li Bai next to him shouted: "The master and the second master are back."
Only then did Xiao Luo confirm that Tang Ping was really back.
"Oh, how long has it been since we last met? Our little Luo has grown taller!" Tang Ping touched Xiao Luo's hair: "Hey, it seems that she has gained a little weight."
After hearing this, Xiao Luo took two steps back, looked at herself, and asked doubtfully: "Am I really fat?"
Girls, no matter what era, care about their figure.
It is said that fatness was regarded as beauty in the Tang Dynasty. That fatness just means richness, but it is really not the kind of fatness.
Then Li Bai also pounced on him.
"Master, Master 2, you are leaving. I am so bored at home alone. You must take me with you next time you go out!"
However, he was not treated as well as Xiao Luo. Tang Ping ruthlessly pushed him aside: "Okay, okay, you are so old and you are still a man. Why are you so tired?"
Then he looked at the master and servant Wang Qingluan standing at the door and said with a smile: "Long time no see, I'm back!"
At this time, all the villagers from Shanghe Village who were still working in the fields gathered around.
"The proprietor is back!"
"The proprietor is back!"
"I heard that the proprietor made a great contribution this time!"
"Yes, there was a rumor in Chang'an City a few days ago that the proprietor has been granted the title of Marquis."
"Yes, yes, the title is Yinshan Hou, but you said that the proprietor will go to Yinshan and not want us, right?"
"Hmph, that's impossible. The owner belongs to us and no one can take it away."
The whole village, young and old, surrounded Tang Ping.
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There is nothing to talk about, and there is nothing to say.
Tang Ping looked at the familiar faces, Lao Zhoutou, Wang Tieniu, Erya, and Goudan, and felt an inexplicable sense of satisfaction.
Then someone yelled: "The proprietor is back, we have to help him catch the wind!"
After hearing this, other villagers responded: "That's right, if you have any delicious food at home, don't hide it!"
"I have freshly marinated pork legs at home, I'll go get them right away."
"Hey, what a coincidence, I happened to go into the mountains yesterday to hunt two fat rabbits. I said it was so easy to catch two rabbits yesterday. It seems that they also know that our boss is coming back."
So a group of people seemed to be gathering together, and then dispersed with a roar.
Tang Ping watched the villagers in Shanghe Village running to their homes to catch the wind for him. Of course, he couldn't spoil everyone's interest and said happily: "Okay, it's been a long time since we had the banquet in Shanghe Village, Lao Cui and Lao Du Xiaobai, stand up!"
"Yes!" Several people agreed, opened the courtyard door, and then began to move the barbecue grills, tables and benches outside.
It turns out that when Tang Ping was in Shanghe Village, he did this two or three times a month, and everything was done with ease.
The children in Shanghe Village were just like celebrating a festival. They watched the adults move the things they usually didn't want to eat to the front of Tang Ping's yard for free. They couldn't help but swallow their saliva, and then went up to help.
"Amitabha, Don Donor is back!"
Naturally, such a big movement could not be concealed from Xuanzang, who was not far away from the temple and came over to say hello.
Because everyone in Shanghe Village believed that Tang Ping was a descendant of the Immortal family and that the Lord Buddha sent him down, Xuanzang's temple has been very popular since it was repaired.
They didn't know the difference between Buddhism and Taoism, they just wanted to express their gratitude for Tang Ping's arrival.
"How are you doing, Master Tripitaka?"
"Sanzang?" Xuanzang was slightly startled. You must know that he is an ordinary monk now, but he has not yet received the title of Tripitaka Master.
Tang Ping was also excited, so he blurted out without paying attention. He happened to be in a very good mood today, so he grinned and said, "Actually, I also have some supernatural powers. I think you will definitely become Master Tripitaka in the future."
"Then let me borrow the benefactor's good words." Xuanzang said with his hands folded.
"Now that the master is here, at noon
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How about together? Speaking of which, Xuanzang was now considered a member of their Shanghe Village, so Tang Ping extended the invitation.
"If that's the case, then it's better to be respectful than to obey."
"Okay, Xiaoluo, make some vegetarian food for the master." Tang Ping ordered.
Then Xuanzang asked out of curiosity: "Why do we need to prepare a vegetarian meal for a poor monk alone?"
Tang Ping was also confused by the question and asked, "Don't you monks not eat meat?"
Xuanzang smiled slightly and explained: "The Brahma Net Sutra says: If a disciple of Buddha cannot do it, garlic, green onion, tender green onion, orchid green onion, Xingqu."
"So as long as there is nothing, the poor monk can still eat it."
Just kidding, although the small temple in Shanghe Village has good incense, the villagers in Shanghe Village are still reluctant to offer big fish and meat, and Xuanzang was not to the point of having meat every meal.
I came today because I wanted to have a relationship with the people in Shanghe Village and Tang Ping. Secondly, I came here to eat and drink. You have to prepare a vegetarian meal for him alone. Isn’t his work in vain?
Only then did Tang Ping know that monks in the Tang Dynasty could still eat meat, but it was good to avoid trouble.
Pulling Xuanzang to sit down, the villagers had already brought all the things over and piled them up.
Then those who light the fire, those who handle the ingredients, those who arrange the dishes and chopsticks, everything seems very orderly and harmonious.
Xuanzang couldn't help but sigh after seeing it: "The Pure Land of Ultimate Bliss that Lord Buddha once spoke of, is he probably talking about Shanghe Village?"
Along the way, Tang Ping met a lot of people from other places, especially those close to the Turks. The climate was already cold, and they suffered from Turkic invasions all year round. It was indeed much worse than Shanghe Village.
Now that I heard Xuanzang say this, I couldn't help but feel a little proud.
Soon, various aromas began to fill the air in front of Tang Ping's courtyard. Tang Ping generously asked Lao Cui and the others to take out all the snacks and drinks on the shelves of the convenience store.
Today he wanted to celebrate in a big way.
"Congratulations to my boss on your triumphant return!"
"Congratulations to my boss on the promotion!"
Everyone began to raise their glasses to express the most simple congratulations to Tang Ping.
This night, Shanghe Village is brightly lit!
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