It is not easy to be a monk in the Tang Dynasty

Ji Yanran opened the brocade handkerchief suspiciously, only to see a few branches of red plums painted on it, the same kind of flower buds.

Every year Fang Xin bears red plums,

The riverside is about to open again.

Treasure the Passionate Guan Yiling,

Zhihe Genba sends spring.

The poem is very short, but Ji Yanran read it for a long time, her eyes were red, but the expression on her face was like snow melting in the warm sun, without the gloom of this period, the whole person bloomed like a reborn Yan, full of vitality!

"Did Mr. Zhang say anything else?"

Ji Yanran asked lightly, her fingers were stroking the half-opened petals, but her ears were pricked up.Ke'er looked at her young lady's actions with a funny face, she obviously cared about it, but she still pretended not to care.

But Ke'er still answered quickly, the young lady who became angry from embarrassment was still very scary.

"Mr. Zhang said that if fate can make a difference in this life, I would rather be responsible for the world than for you! Ah, I didn't expect Mr. Zhang to shave his hair, become a monk, lose his memory, or be fascinated by the lady! At last, this man still has vision, I saw how good Miss is."

Ke'er couldn't be more excited, young ladies these days like those who wave a paper fan and read two poems, and they call themselves romantic and talented people. Now seeing Zhang Yang's little poem, although Ke'er is a little girl, she has followed her since she was a child. By Ji Yanran's side, I have learned characters and read books, which is equivalent to Ji Yanran's accompanying reading, and I still know whether the poem is good or bad, not to mention Zhang Yang's looks really suit the little girl's eyes, so I am happy to see him and my family Miss can break the mirror and reunite.

The little girl was very angry and sad about Zhang Yang's behavior of abandoning the young lady to become a monk before, but now this guy has finally lost his way and walked on the right path. Suddenly woke up.

"It's better to lose the world than to lose Qing."

Ji Yanran read this poem softly, her eyes gradually clouded with mist, after you hurt me like that, when you retired and became a monk, when you cut off the relationship between us, at that time You, why don't you say that you would rather bear the world than you?Now, you have entered Buddhism and lost your memory, so how can you live up to the world and live up to you?

Even if you change your mind and want to continue the relationship, so what?Who do you think I am, Ji Yanran?

Coax it when you are happy, and kick it away when you are unhappy!Come and go as soon as you ask, sorry, I, Ji Yanran, can't do this yet!

There were more and more tears in Ji Yanran's eyes, gradually flowing out of her eyes, lying on the table crying hysterically, as if she wanted to cry all her sadness, unwillingness, and pain away.

The voice was very sad, and it was the first time since he divorced that he freely vented his feelings regardless of other people's opinions.

The little girl was dumbfounded, what, what's the situation, wasn't she fine just now?Why is my son crying again?Could it be because of Mr. Zhang?

"Miss, it's not good to be a servant. The servant will never help Mr. Zhang again. No, it's the monk Bianji who passed something to the lady. Don't be angry, it's not good for your health. If the lady is angry, just punish the servant. Don't be angry. Broken body."

Ke'er was so frightened that she knelt on the ground, but her face was full of worry. In Ke'er's heart, her young lady was still very strong.

Even for the divorce, which is fatal to other women, the lady just laughed it off. At that time, I thought that the lady had no friendship with Mr. Zhang, so it didn't matter.But ever since she found out that Miss was crying secretly at night and calling Mr. Zhang's name in her dream, Ke'er knew that Miss had feelings for Mr. Zhang.

That's why I helped deliver the things this time. I thought the young lady would be very happy, but now that the young lady is crying like this, it's all because of her own fault. Ke'er knelt on the ground and blamed herself deeply.

"Ke'er get up."

Ji Yanran wiped the tears on her face with a handkerchief, walked to the table and sat down, staring at her own face in the bronze mirror, as if nothing happened before.

After doing this for a long time, I picked up the book on the table and started reading again.Ke'er was very puzzled, what did my lady mean, and would she not help pass things on in the future.It's a pity that Ji Yanran sits like a clock, and no one can explain her confusion.

Today is the Lunar New Year, and lights and festoons everywhere show a strong New Year flavor, which is hard to feel in modern times.

I remember that when I was a child, hanging firecrackers and two candies would make me happy for a long time. When I grow up, I feel more and more dull. The meaning of the festival is to gather with relatives and friends to have a meal. In the fast-food society, who has the spare time to chat with others, it is important to finish eating and leave to do their own business.

Looking at the busy little monks, Zhang Yang felt amused, even if he entered Buddhism, so what if he claimed to forget the world of mortals?Isn't it still full of temples to celebrate on this most distinctive and important day in China?At this time, even the Lord Buddha and his old man have to stand aside!

"Junior Brother Bianji, what are you thinking of staying here?"

Yun Yin's bald head appeared in Zhang Yang's line of sight. Even in the winter, he still wore thin clothes, revealing his strong pectoralis major muscles. Exhibitionist!

Zhang Yang had to suspect that this guy was a master who only wanted demeanor but not warmth, but Zhang Yang was very entangled, he couldn't find where the demeanor of this brother King Kong was at all.Boss and man, jumping up and down like a child is not too shameful, he shows off his pectoralis major everywhere, isn't it just that he has two steamed buns, and Brother Ming also puts two children in front of you, no publicity Admitting that I am jealous, it is good to have such a small body!

Also, isn’t it just for the holidays, you can’t eat meat or drink alcohol, you don’t have singing and dancing, you don’t have poker friends, and you have to wait foolishly for the New Year’s bell to ring, it’s boring!

"Brother, this is the first time you have a festival in our temple. The monks don't pay much attention to these things, but no one is born to be a monk, and the brother was the same way back then. Every time it comes to festivals, I feel bad, but think about it. With my master and fellow apprentices by my side, I feel much more in my heart."

Yun Yin patted Zhang Yang on the shoulder and said nothing.Who said this person is a piece of wood, Zhang Yang smiled, isn't it quite transparent.

Alone in a foreign land as a stranger, miss relatives every festive season!

The Spring Festival is a day for family reunion. Although in modern times it’s just a meal, but being alone in another world, Zhang Yang still can’t help being a little sad and lonely!

After all, people are animals with feelings. Without the relatives and friends we know well, we will still feel lonely in this world!Zhang Yang tightened his scarf, looked at the sky, and wished everyone he knew under another sky a happy new year!

The vigorous bells rang, each sound shocked people's hearts, and the new year began. Zhang Yang spent his first Spring Festival in Datang with no one by his side.