Walking up from the bottom of the mountain, you will occasionally meet a few acquaintances, and these people will greet Long Chen politely.
But after walking past, they would look back with a strange look on their faces, and then turn around and whisper a few words.
"Dazhu Kingdom, you saw it, I'm not talking nonsense, everyone knows it."
Xuan Hui raised her head and said innocently.
Long Chen felt very strange. Generally speaking, rumors should be accompanied by personal attacks.
But this time the rumor only made everyone laugh and made Long Chen feel embarrassed, but it did no harm.
Di Luoxi prepared the Deadwood Pill for Long Chen and wanted Long Chen to turn back into a man. This was nothing unusual. The whole world knew that Long Chen and Di Luoxi had an ambiguous relationship.
What's so strange about saying something like this?
Moreover, I feel that this rumor seems to be beneficial to me.
If one day Long Chen suddenly announces: I have become a man again!
Everyone in the world will definitely be shocked, and they will say that Long Chen is a fake eunuch who is promiscuous in the harem or something.
Now everyone is discussing that Di Luoxi prepared medicine for Long Chen, actually admitting that Long Chen was a eunuch and might become a man in the future.
This is equivalent to paving the way for Long Chen to turn back into a man.
"Is there someone helping me? Who?"
Long Chen felt very strange.
"Dazhuguo, what are you helping you?"
Long Chen kept chattering along the way, making little monk Xuan Hui confused.
"It's nothing, maybe it was an accident."
Maybe I’m overthinking it, who would pave the way for Long Chen’s public opinion with nothing to do? A half-fairy lady?
After riding into the mountain gate, the prison guard Hongrui heard that Long Chen was coming and came out to greet him very enthusiastically.
"Amitabha, Dazhu Kingdom is coming."
Long Chen came down with Xuan Hui in his arms and said with a smile: "The prison is now famous in the capital, and he is already a famous poet monk far and wide."
With his two poems, Hongrui gained popularity among the literati circles in the capital and was known as Hongrui, the poet monk.
Hongrui lowered his voice and said with a shameful smile: "Dazhuguo is joking, others don't understand, you still don't know the details of the poor monk." Long Chen smiled and said: "On the journey of poetry and prose, if you study a lot, you will be able to master it. If you have wisdom in the prison, you will definitely become famous."
Hongrui smiled happily and said, "Thank you Dazhuguo for the promotion."
Just as he was talking, a monk came over and said: "Prison Court, Mr. Xu and others have come to ask for advice on how to compose poems. They are waiting in the Zen room."
Hongrui smiled sheepishly and said, "It makes Dazhuguo laugh at me."
Long Chen smiled and said: "The prison is busy, I'll talk to the abbot."
Hong Rui smiled and left, and Long Chen walked to the abbot's room.
Xuan Hui followed behind and sighed slightly.
"What are you sighing for?"
Long Chen touched Xuan Hui's bald head, which was round and round.
"I'm worried that the prison has lost its mind and really thinks that I am good at poetry and prose."
"Don't help Dazhu Guo in the future. This is not good for spiritual practice."
Xuan Hui looked young and mature, and what she said was true.
"You have the nerve to tell the prison. You don't chant sutras and do homework yourself. Do you want me to tell the abbot?"
Xuan Hui begged with a bitter face: "Dazhuguo, don't say it. I was wrong. I won't say it again."
Entering the abbot's room, Xuan Hui ran to the front and shouted: "Abbott, Dazhu Kingdom is here."
Mojie was meditating when he heard the sound. He slowly opened his eyes and stood up. He smiled and said, "Dazhu Kingdom has been very free recently, and he came to the poor monk again."
"Did you get a headache from the Fourth Princess and come here to take shelter from the limelight?"
The gossip at the foot of the mountain was heard by Mojie on the mountain.
"You are a monk who meditates crookedly. Instead of practicing pure and pure things, you only listen to worldly rumors."
Long Chen sat down and cursed with a smile.
Xuanhui took the kettle and went to the back mountain to get spring water to make tea.
"It's not that I recited the sutra wrongly, but that you made too much noise in the capital and disturbed my mountain."
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After walking around the temple for a while, the pilgrims and scholars were all talking about your romantic affairs, saying that the four princesses wanted to help you regain your male body, and that you were about to become the consort and marry the four princesses."
Mojie gossiped with gusto.
"If you were a pure monk, how could you let these dirty words reach your ears? In the final analysis, your heart is impure."
Mojie shook his head and said with a smile: "I can't tell you anything, so I won't tell you anymore."
Xuanhui came back with a kettle, put it on the stove to boil water, and brought in new tea and put it away.
"Playing chess or preaching?"
"Let's play chess."
Mojie brought the chessboard over, and Long Chen took a chess piece and dropped it.
It's good to have a monk as a friend. When you are cornered by a woman, you can stay here to avoid the limelight. .??.??
Playing chess, drinking tea and giving lectures are quite interesting.
"This thing about you is a bit strange. I thought about it for a while, who spread the news and what was their purpose."
Mojie paused and spoke slowly.
"I'm also thinking that this rumor has done no harm to me at all and is meaningless."
Long Chen dropped the chess piece on the edge.
"You have to be careful. It seems that idle chess is the most dangerous."
Things that seem unintentional are the most dangerous, because they are done so subtly that there must be a plan.
When the water boiled, Xuanhui picked up the kettle, made a pot of tea, and poured two cups.
Put one cup next to Mojie and one cup next to Long Chen.
"Did the fourth princess spread the news herself in order to prepare for recruiting Dazhu Guo as his consort in the future?"
Xuan Hui suddenly said something.
Long Chen held a chess piece, thought for a while, and said: "This statement makes some sense, but it should not be Luo Xi, but someone else."
Mojie smiled and said, "Is she your future mother-in-law?"
Of course he is talking about the empress.
Long Chen smiled and did not answer.
The empress is the mother-in-law. Is she considered the mother-in-law or is she considered a confidante? A good friend? lover?
After picking up the tea and taking a sip, Long Chen felt that it was really possible that the Empress had spread the rumor.
That is to say, the empress also hopes that Long Chen will turn back into a man.
Have you been single for decades and finally can’t help but feel lonely?
"Dazhuguo, what are you thinking about? You are smiling so obscenely."
Xuan Hui tilted her head and stared at Long Chen.
Mojie laughed and said: "Brother Long, love comes from the heart. If you think too much about obscene things, your face will become obscene, especially the expression."
This statement is not alarmist.
When you are thinking about something in your mind, the facial expression muscles will move unconsciously.
Obscene things correspond to obscene expressions. If you think about obscene things too much, your appearance will really become obscene.
Long Chen said seriously: "I was thinking about playing chess, but I never thought about trivial things."
The two continued to play chess and drink tea, and Long Chen stayed at the temple in the evening.
Zhenfo Temple specially prepared a courtyard for Long Chen.
the next day.
After having breakfast in the temple, Long Chen and Mojie competed and practiced martial arts.
At noon, Long Chen rode down the mountain and arrived at the Snow View Tower.
When the shopkeeper saw Long Chen arriving, he quickly welcomed him into the wintersweet box.
"Dazhu Kingdom, I didn't see anyone from Wanjin Tower coming."
"It's okay, just go and do your work, they will come."
The shopkeeper was very worried, not for himself, but for Long Chen.
He is a restaurant manager, and if he dies, he will die. If anything happens to Long Chen, the owner and his family will not be protected.
"Don't worry, just go ahead."
Long Chen said a few words of comfort before the shopkeeper exited the box and returned to the shopkeeper to settle accounts.
I was thinking about Long Chen and couldn't figure out the calculation, so I just sat in the back and drank tea.
In the wintersweet box, Long Chen poured himself a cup of tea and drank it slowly.
Squeak.
The door opened and then closed immediately, and a slightly fat man stepped in.
