"Presumptuous! Let go!"
"puff……"
Jiang Yuntian spit out the hand of the man in white and smacked his lips, "Why do your hands taste as good as freshly braised pig's trotters?"
The man in white pulled away, shaking his hands in disgust.
"Show your true face!"
Taking advantage of his unpreparedness, Jiang Yuntian stretched out his hand to unmask the man in white. At the same time, his hairpin was knocked off, his black hair shawled down his shoulders, and a breathtakingly beautiful face was revealed.
Jiang Yuntian's eyes widened and he was stunned for a moment.
"After working on it for a long time, it turned out to be a woman..."
"It's so beautiful, it's like a fairy from heaven!"
The audience exclaimed.
Zhao Qin felt extremely aggrieved, pouted, glared at Jiang Yuntian, covered his face, turned around and jumped off the ring, and soon disappeared into the sea of people.
Jiang Yuntian looked at the mask in his hand, picked up the hairpin that fell on the ring, and suddenly understood everything. He turned back to look at Song Che——
Song Che kept raising his eyebrows at him, as if to say, how about it? Brother Jiang, is this girl decent enough?
Liao Heng frowned deeply and squeezed out a sentence through his teeth: "Do you know who she is?"
Song Che seemed to be joking, "Is she your sister?"
"you--"
Before Liao Heng could say anything else, Song Che happily welcomed Jiang Yuntian.
"Brother Song, she...she is actually a woman, she...she is so beautiful!"
When he was in the killing array and killing the enemy, he never saw Jiang Daxia's heart so surging.
Song Che squinted and smiled: "Do you want to score twice with her?"
Jiang Yuntian scratched his head and laughed, not saying anything, of course he thought about it.
Song Che raised his hand and pointed to the west of the city, and said with a smile: "Do you remember that poem? 'Hanshan Temple outside Gusu City, the midnight bell rings to the passenger ship'. In the next few days, you will stay in Hanshan Temple, remember it , be sure to keep the hairpin and mask, otherwise there will be no excuse to get close to her."
Jiang Yuntian carelessly put his arms around Song Che and Liao Heng's shoulders, laughing loudly: "They are indeed good brothers!"
Liao Heng wanted to say something, but the words "good brother" forced him to hold back the words that had just reached his throat. He only sighed softly: "This woman is very good. I hope you can control her."
"Remember, if you meet someone with fair skin, short stature, high-pitched voice, no Adam's apple, or pierced ears in the future, nine times out of ten, it's not a young man, but a young lady."
Song Che smiled and said: "Okay, it's getting late, I should go home... Let's meet at Hanshan Temple tomorrow."
"It's still early now, why not go have a couple more drinks?"
"No, no, it's too late to go home. The tigress at home wants to eat people."
"Look, family men are just different."
A few people laughed and said goodbye, and it ended perfectly on the first day of the first lunar month.
…
The second day of the Lunar New Year.
Early in the morning, Shen Fang and his son knocked on the door of Shen's mansion and specially invited Yun Niang over, saying that they wanted to let their eldest brother and sister-in-law have a taste of the cooking skills.
The family first went to the ancestral hall to worship their ancestors, and then went to the cemetery outside the city to visit the tombs with incense, candles and firecrackers.
After sweeping the tomb, a dozen members of the family set off to Hanshan Temple. The mother-in-law said that she was able to conceive a child only because Guanyin Bodhisattva appeared, and this wish must be fulfilled.
Hanshan Temple is not far from Suzhou City, but it is built on the mountainside. The mother-in-law said that only by being down to earth can the Bodhisattva see piety, so she ignored the sedan chair and the whole family climbed up the ladder.
"Brother-in-law, please hurry up. My aunt who is five months pregnant can crawl faster than you. It's really useless."
Liu Xiang'er was riding on Song Che's back, holding a piece of cake in her left hand and a pear in her right hand. She was gnawing and urging her. She felt very relaxed.
Song Che was like a cow and a horse, panting from exhaustion. Looking at the endless stairs, he wanted to die.
Shen Wenjun wiped her husband's sweat with a handkerchief and sighed: "You are really looking for trouble, why do you have to give in to her?"
Song Che cursed in his heart: Do you think I want to carry this little devil on my back, almost treating the words "that night" as a mantra, a naked threat, making people dare to be angry but dare not speak!
Liu Xiang'er snorted at Shen Wenjun: "Sister, you still have the nerve to say that, if you hadn't tormented your brother-in-law every night, how could she be so weak?"
Shen Wenjun's cheeks were so red that they felt hot, and Song Che's legs were weak and he was sweating. She was indeed a contributor, and there was no way to refute this.
Qin Ruo was beside him, laughing.
Unexpectedly, Liu Xiang'er glared, "Sister Qin, don't laugh either. I know that the three of you often get together to soak in hot springs..."
"Ah?" Qin Ruo raised her sleeves to cover her red cheeks.
Liu Xiang'er turned back and looked at Yun Niang in a dark way.
Yun Niang waved her hands quickly: "I just came here today, but I didn't do anything."
Liu Xiang'er smiled evilly and whispered four words: "Sooner or later."
Yun Niang sighed: "No one can cure her."
"I can cure her!"
"Snapped!"
"Ouch!"
Ke Ke pulled down a branch from somewhere and hit Liu Xiang'er's butt hard.
"I came from a military camp. I have seen dead people. I am not afraid of anything!"
"You little girl who hasn't even grown up yet! I've turned against you!"
Liu Xiang'er jumped off his back and started competing with Coco.
"Hey, please slow down, this is a mountain road, don't hit other people!" Shen Wenjun greeted helplessly.
Song Che held his old waist, at least he could breathe a sigh of relief. Looking at the girls playing and playing in the mountains, the family is in harmony and laughing, it is obviously a kind of happiness.
Before noon.
The Shen family finally arrived in front of Hanshan Temple.
During the Chinese New Year, Hanshan Temple was decorated with lanterns and colorful decorations, and temple fairs were held every day. There was an endless stream of pilgrims who came to fulfill their wishes and pray. The young monks could lift the sesame oil cash box until their arms and legs were weak.
"I heard that there was a 'New Year Poetry Meeting' held in Huilan Zhai last night, and one person composed a seven-rhythm quatrain. The last couplet said: 'Hanshan Temple outside Gusu City, the midnight bell rang to the passenger ship.' Many travelers who do not believe in Buddhism , they all came to Hanshan Temple to play." Shen Wenjun supported his mother and told with a smile.
Qin Ruo also smiled and said: "Yes, I don't know which talent can write such a beautiful sentence. It not only makes Hanshan Temple famous, but also promotes our Gusu City."
Hey... Song Che beside him suddenly felt relieved and stood up with his head held high. To be honest, that "talented man" was me!
"Brother Shen, Mrs. Shen, I forgive this poor monk for not being able to greet us from afar, for being disrespectful and disrespectful."
At this time, a middle-aged fat monk, leading two young novice monks, came out of the temple to greet them with a smile.
The fat monk's cassock was shiny and his round face was full of smiles. He was very similar to the Maitreya Bodhisattva.
"Master Guangzhi, have a great New Year."
The father-in-law exchanged pleasantries with the fat monk and waved, and the servant brought a plate of gold ingots and presented them to him.
"A small gift of three hundred gold is just for repaying the vows. I hope the master will accept it... I also remember that your temple mentioned last year that it would renovate the Hongfa Tower. If you owe a little money for the fragrant oil, I will send you a letter at any time."
"Thank you, Brother Shen, for your kindness. May blessings befall your family."
Master Guangzhi ordered the little novice monk to collect the gold, and then led everyone in the Shen family to the dining hall for lunch.
But at this moment, a group of people came down the mountain road. There were three eight-carrying sedans. Twenty fat men led the way, and the attendant servants were waiting to accompany the sedan -
With such specifications, only a princess can drive there.
