From now on, the Son of Heaven does not come early

Chapter 781 The poor monk will solve it for you
Thinking of Zhan Jing, he hurried into Yuyang County. After passing through the high gate, the scenery inside the county was completely different from the outside.

There is no boundless wilderness here, nor is there a sea of ​​wheat waves and trees, but only patches of eaves, with ups and downs, stretching continuously to the horizon, with no end in sight.

Zhan Jing tightened her small burden. The luxurious atmosphere of the town made her somewhat uncomfortable after living in the countryside for a long time, so she lowered her head in embarrassment, looked around, and saw that the people in the city were all wearing cotton gowns, and the color The patterns are also very beautiful. From time to time, a lady from someone's family passes by. She wears a long blue dress with a short pink skirt, and her hair is beautifully combed in a style that she has never seen before. It is full of hairpin decorations of various colors. Walking along the way, the clothes are fluttering, the pearls and emeralds are jingling, and the steps are graceful, bringing bursts of fragrance of rouge and gouache.

Zhan Jing just stared at people like this, and when she realized it, she couldn't help but blushed, and looked down at herself again. There are no cloth shoes, and a rustic burden is still carried on his body.

Zhan Jing frowned, no wonder Brother Teng looked down on her...

Think about the little woman next to Brother Teng, she is beautiful and cute when she smiles, and the blush at the end of her eyes is even more charming. Every move, every frown and smile are so attractive.

Even when she is not smiling, this little woman always has an aura, which is completely different from them, but somewhat similar to Brother Teng...

This made Zhan Jing frowned, she couldn't help but snorted coldly, and turned around to search.

Clothing stores, jewelry stores, gouache shops...

Zhan Jing, who was supposed to go shopping, didn't leave a single one behind, and when she finally bought enough things she needed, there was not much money left for the day.

But she still walked back happily. Before leaving the city, she subconsciously glanced at the city wall, and saw two pieces of paper pasted on it. On the paper were the heads of two people, a man and a woman. The man was stern, and the woman Sweet and cute, but she felt a little familiar.

Those peach blossom eyes were beautiful and moving, the blush at the end of the eyes was seductively red, and the small face became more and more delicate. Zhan Hong couldn't help but thump in his heart as he looked at it.

So she hurried forward and squeezed into the crowd.

Next to the head portrait were two pictures, she couldn't read, so she couldn't understand it, so she had to ask the people around her. It happened that Lin Changsheng was sneering at the wanted warrant outside, and kept seeing a woman asking about it in front of her. He kindly patted the soldier on the shoulder, and when he saw someone turned his head curiously, he smiled and said, "Why, don't you know how to read?"

Zhan Jing nodded.

Lin Changsheng put on a good-hearted look and smiled: "These two are murderers. They killed my servant. I am looking for them. This man is the murderer, and the woman is my concubine of Lin Changsheng. This man is abducted!"

After finishing speaking, he couldn't help laughing, his handsome but weak face twisted together, showing a bit of ferocity.

Zhan Jing nodded indiscriminately, then squeezed out of the crowd, extremely shocked.

murderer?A concubine who eloped with someone?

Thinking about it carefully, that Ye Xiaoxiao really looks a bit dignified, she shouldn't be the daughter of an ordinary family, and she is so beautiful, she should be a concubine material!

The more Zhan Jing thought about it, the more anxious she became, and she simply rushed towards the gate of the city in a hurry with her tight burden.

No, she has to go back quickly and tell Brother Teng that this woman is not a good thing, she is someone else's concubine, and she even eloped with a murderer!
Thinking of Zhan Jing, she couldn't help running faster and faster, gasping for breath, and galloped towards the village.

And in the market, the whole morning passed in such a hurry, as for how the two stalls were selling?
Zhan Hong couldn't help lowering his head and coughing, and raised his eyelids in embarrassment.

Needless to say about Feng Junran's, let alone others, even he doesn't want to buy those farm tools. Although Feng Junran has repeatedly emphasized that they are absolutely durable, but I'm sorry, he doesn't want to buy them when he sees them like this. ! !

As for him... well, it's midsummer now, and no one buys firewood after picking it up to sell, and it's not winter, every family needs to burn a stove to keep warm, is there anyone?

Therefore, the harvest of the two of them in the morning can be regarded as a single digit. In other words, zero is also a single digit, right? ! !

Zhan Hong covered his face, he had never gone to the market to sell pocket money!

When he was speechless, he had no choice but to stand up and yell loudly: "Come and see, come and buy, good firewood, and fruits and vegetables grown in my own field!"

If you have to sell something, how can you squander a penny without noon?Although there is money from Feng Junran in his hand, if Xiao Xiao sees that he has not sold anything and is still eating and drinking so much, maybe the little guy will be suspicious, what should I do?So no matter what, if you can earn a little, it’s a little bit, the big deal is to tell Xiaoxiao that the price of going to the market is low, and it’s over if you can’t eat a penny?
While yelling, a big bald head slowly squeezed out from the crowd. The bald head was shiny, and there were nine dots on it. The sunlight shone down, and it was very bright and dazzling.

A benevolent monk in a yellow cassock that was brighter than his forehead walked slowly to the booth, crossed his hands with a smile, and said, "Amitabha!"

Feng Junran glanced indifferently, then lowered his eyelids, obviously looking like he didn't want to take care of it, but Abbot Fayuan has a thick skin, and after staying with this man for a long time, his skin became even thicker.

"Amitabha, the donor is so skillful!"

When Buddha told a lie, his face was not red and his heart was beating, and he could still maintain a smile that was extremely sincere and pitiful to the world.

This made Zhan Hong start to wonder whether this conspicuously dressed monk might be a counterfeit...

"Buddha, we are also poor, so we can't give you alms!" Zhan Hong couldn't help but replied, in short, they don't have any money for alms!

The bald Buddha grinned, glanced at the man who was still sitting safely under the shade of the tree, and said in his heart, you don't have him, the whole Western Jin Dynasty belongs to this man, so he almost gave alms?

So the Buddha smiled and looked at the little girl who was also sitting lazily beside the man, and said with a smile: "Female benefactor, the poor monk sees that you have doubts in your heart, why don't you let the poor monk do the math for you to see what you forgot ?”

Hearing that Ye Xiaoxiao opened her eyelids suddenly, she straightened her body, and then she slowly approached the back of the chair, her peach blossom eyes slowly dimmed, and she quietly looked at the bald Buddha.

Fa Yuan smiled and said nothing, lost his memory, after all it was the lofty phoenix, its power was still compelling.

Ye Xiaoxiao looked up at Buddha, she also knew that she forgot something, but can this monk really help her?

(End of this chapter)