Yan Xing opened the poems and essays given by Long Chen in return and showed them to Ji Ba.
Ji Ba shook his head, drank wine, and said with a smile: "Read it!"
Yan Xing picked up the poem and recited:
"The lotus smoke and willows are too liquid, and the graceful young girl faces Su'e;
When you are drunk, you don’t know that the sky is in the water, and the boat is full of clear dreams that overwhelm the stars.”
After listening to Long Chen's poem, Ji Ba thought for a while and said, "It seems to be okay, Great Elder, what do you think?"
When the Great Elder Niu Yang heard it, he knew that Long Chen's poems were much better than Ji Ba's, or in other words, they were not on the same level at all.
"It's okay..."
Gao Nian said: "I think the young master's poems are better and you can understand them immediately. Long Chengen's poems are so messed up that I can't understand them."
Yan Xing also said: "The president's poems are even better."
Ji Ba laughed loudly and said, "It's just arty."
Niu Yang smiled and said nothing. Gao Nian felt sleepy and said, "Young Master, go back, it's late at night."
Ji Ba was so excited that he said: "Okay, let's go back. In a few days we will go to Nanliang, where there are more lakes."
The big ship slowly docked, and Ji Ba returned to Sifanglou.
....
Long Shuai Mansion.
When Long Chen woke up in the morning, Su Yourong was cleaning the room.
"Auntie got up so early, why don't you want to sleep for a while?"
Long Chen smiled and waved, Su Yourong smiled brightly and said, "It's dawn, it's not good to be seen."
After putting away her pajamas and towels, Su Yourong left the room with a smile on her face.
When I got outside the door, I happened to meet Xiao'e and Xiao Daiyu.
"Auntie is coming out of the adults' room?"
"Wow, aunt missed it last night, and the princess and the others were not here."
Su Yourong reprimanded in a low voice: "If you go on, I'll tear your mouths apart."
Xiao'e and Daiyu made faces and walked away smiling.
Su Yourong quickly went to the well and washed her pajamas and towels.
Long Chen slowly put on his clothes, while Xiang Ning came in with water to wash her face, and then brought breakfast in.
After breakfast, Xiang Ning took away her things.
Long Chen wrote a letter with a pen and sealed it with a seal.
Putting on his boots, Long Chen walked to the front yard and asked He Juntao to lead the horse over.
"Sir, are you going out?"
He Juntao wanted to ask where Long Chen was going, so that if the princess asked, she could answer easily.
"Go to the True Buddha Temple."
Long Chen also knew what He Juntao meant.
"Send this letter to Wu Jian."
Long Chen gave the secret letter he had just written to He Juntao.
He Juntao immediately accepted it and said, "I understand!"
After leaving Longshuai's Mansion, Long Chen took a leisurely stroll, looking at the people having breakfast on the street and the business travelers coming and going, feeling the fireworks of this world.
The breakfast shop in the morning and the barbecue stall in the evening are the most lively places.
After exiting the east gate, we slowly went up the mountain to the Zhenfo Temple.
When the monk saw Long Chen arriving, he quickly saluted and greeted him.
Hongrui from the Prison Court quickly came out to greet him and said with a smile, "Is Dazhu Kingdom free today?"
Long Chen smiled and said, "It's a rare moment of leisure. Master, didn't you go to a poetry gathering recently?"
Hong Rui chuckled and said, "I'm ashamed of myself. I've recently been studying Literary Mind and Carving Dragons by Dazhuguo, and I've gained quite a lot of experience."
Long Chen smiled and said: "Master has wisdom, he should be able to learn it quickly."
The monk held the horse for Long Chen, and Long Chen went to the abbot's room by himself.
When we arrived at the abbot's room, Mojie was writing scriptures.
"I was just about to ask Xuan Hui to come down the mountain to urge you. Where do you agree to my scriptures?"
Mojie put down his brush and asked with a smile.
Long Chen sat down and said with a smile: "I don't have time for now. After this period of time, I will write a few more for you."
I was so busy dealing with the Tianxiahui affairs that I had no time to write scriptures for Mojie.
"Didn't you say there was peace? Why are there so many things going on?"
The war between the two countries has ended, and the Tianxiahui side has also calmed down. Mojie thought that Long Chen could be stable for a while.
"Where there is peace, there will be fighting."
Long Chen sighed, feeling that he was the most relaxed here and could temporarily forget about the world.
Mojie didn't want to get involved in the affairs of the mortal world. He was now focused on chanting Buddha's name and practicing pure cultivation.
"I got a pot of good tea for you to try."
Mojie got up and boiled water to make tea himself.
Xuan Hui heard the commotion, ran in from outside, surrounded Long Chen and asked, "Did the princess of Dazhu Kingdom kick her out again? Oh, I actually wore shoes today."
Long Chen grabbed Xuan Hui, beat her on the leg, and asked: "How dare you talk nonsense!"
Xuanhui's butt was spanked so hard that she screamed: "Princess kicked you out, it's none of my business, abbot, save me!"
Mojie laughed and said, "If you don't do your homework or recite sutras, and hang out at the foot of the mountain all day long, you should be beaten!"
Hongrui exempted Xuanhui from three years of homework. This matter was reported to Mojie, who gave Xuanhui a hard lesson.
Xuanhui said aggrievedly: "The abbot was wronged, I just finished my homework."
Long Chen let go of Xuan Hui and said with a smile: "I think Xuan Hui is a good match for the paintings in my house. Why don't you let him return to secular life? I'll be the matchmaker."
Mojie glanced at Xuanhui and said with a smile: "I think it's okay. This kid can't calm down on the mountain, so he might as well return to secular life."
In fact, Mojie was very reluctant to part with him because Xuanhui had very high qualifications, especially in martial arts.
Xuan Hui became anxious and shouted: "I don't want to return to secular life. I am doing well in the mountains. Hua'er and I are just playing games. Dazhu Kingdom is talking nonsense again."
Long Chen smiled and said: "Oh? I thought you liked Hua'er. Since you don't like Hua'er, then I will marry her to someone else."
Xuan Hui was confused. He was still young and didn't know what he was, but Hua'er was his favorite playmate. Long Chen betrothed Hua'er to someone else, which made Xuan Hui feel uncomfortable.
"Hua'er is still young, so I'll give it to someone else, but I don't want it!"
Long Chen and Mojie laughed loudly after hearing this. Xuan Hui was embarrassed, bowed her head and left the abbot's room.
"You're not here for tea today, are you?"
Mojie poured a cup of tea for Long Chen.
Long Chen picked up the tea cup, smelled the tea aroma, and praised: "Good tea!"
It is refreshing and soft in the mouth, making it a rare and good tea.
"I have something to tell you first. I want to deal with Tianxiahui. In order to mobilize troops, I will get a group of fake monks to pose as monks from Zhaoti Temple to cause trouble. I will take the opportunity to send troops."
"I'm afraid you will believe it when the time comes, so I'll tell you first."
This is what Long Chen told the empress yesterday.
Zhaoti Temple has been infiltrating, and there are also lurking believers in various places. Long Chen pretended that Zhaoti Temple was causing trouble, so he took the opportunity to mobilize troops.
In order to prevent Mojie from misunderstanding, Long Chen specifically informed him first.
As for dealing with the Tianxiahui, Long Chen said it was fine. Mojie was completely trustworthy.
"Oh, okay, I understand."
"This tea should be sipped slowly, otherwise it will be wasted if you drink it too quickly."
Mojie just responded lightly without asking a single question.
Long Chen picked up the teacup, took another sip, and praised: "It's really good tea, let's have another cup."
Mojie poured another drink for Long Chen.
....
Wuhuan County.
This is a small city in the south of the Eastern Zhou Dynasty. 50 miles south is the boundary of Nanliang. A small number of troops from the Eastern Zhou Dynasty were stationed here.
The city of Wuhuan County is not big, but it is very lively. Because the place is rich in dyes, the red cloth dyed here is the best, so it is nicknamed the Red Cloth City.
A carriage slowly drove into the city gate. The soldiers guarding the city stopped the carriage and asked, "Where did it come from! What are you doing here!"
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