The Little Officials of the Song Dynasty

Zhao Yunchu and a group of entourage left Tokyo and headed for Hebei West Road. Zhao Yunchu chose to ride a horse, but Yun Yan returned to his riding skills and was not good at riding, so he sat on the cowl of the carriage. Xiaobao and Shuangyi are also here. Xiaobao is sleeping in the carriage right now, so she is not too panic. Shuangyi wears a men's wear and rides the same horse, except that she is closer to Yunyanhui's carriage. Go back to chat with Yun Yan.

Zhao Yunchu and the others rode in official vehicles and horses. In the Northern Song Dynasty, the utilization rate of various horse-drawn carts, mule carts, and donkey carts was the highest. The behavior of "animal" is extremely inhumane.

The court will also provide officials with vehicles and horses for official use. Higher-level officials, and even special vehicles, will also include horse-raising expenses in their salary, which is equivalent to a modern fuel subsidy.

People like Zhao Yunchu and others on business trips can also use the post coupons issued by the Privy Council to transfer horses at the post.

Zhao Yunchu secretly watched Yun Yanhui, and felt that Yan Ge'er was very calm, unlike a person who had gone out for the first time.

It was Shuangyi who asked a lot about border affairs. Among the people accompanying this time, there was an old official who had been at the border, and he smiled and explained some common sense to Shuang Yi.

Shuang Yi said with emotion: "I really want to arrive soon."

On the one hand, she couldn't wait to see An Sujun, on the other hand, it was really torture to hurry.

"This condition is considered pretty good," Yun Yan said back.

From Tokyo to An Sujun, there are many plains between the two places. If you change to other hilly places, you don't know how many roads you have to detour and how many mountains to climb. This is the helplessness of living in ancient times.

At this time, the route was different from that of modern times. It would take two thousand miles to get to An Sujun. If you keep changing horses on the road, you will be able to reach An Sujun in about six or seven days.

In fact, Yun Yanhui knew that many people in later generations believed that it was because Tokyo had no natural risks to defend that it was breached by foreigners. Only at this time, it really made their travel a lot easier.

Not to mention that Yun Yanhui has tried his best to prepare for the comfort of travel, and brought doctor Xiaobao with him. This is an era when the flu can kill people, and there are many bacteria outside, so you have to be careful.

Yun Yan reassured Shuangyi and looked at the boring look of everyone, and thought about it in his heart.

Because this was Zhao Yunchu's first time to go out to do errands, his parents still walked a little bit, such as asking the official family to send more guards. I have seen it now, and they are all indifferent faces, and the atmosphere is really dull.

"Let's do it... I'll be idle when I'm on the road, let me tell you a story." Yun Yan raised his voice back and said.

Anyone from Bianjing, who has never been to Wazi, has heard stories of talking artists.

At this moment, the little official in Kaifeng Mansion claimed to tell everyone a story, and they couldn't help but watch it curiously.

Shuang Yi was very happy. She liked to listen to Yun Yanhui telling stories, especially when they were young, Yun Yanhui would tell some very interesting stories in order to coax Xiaobao to sleep.

Yun Yan replied: "Most people here don't know me. They only know that I'm from Kaifeng Mansion. In fact, I lived in Daxiangguo Temple before entering Kaifeng Mansion. I was a lay disciple of Zen Master Kuran there."

After Yun Yan said the last sentence back, the people present suddenly burst into laughter.

"What's wrong? What did I say? Now that Zen Master is really my Master!" Yun Yan looked back and looked around blankly, but everyone laughed even harder.

No way, since the Daxiangguo Temple had the establishment of the monks, Yun Yan recollected it and added it to all the paragraphs. All the monks have been adhering to this fine tradition in their stories. , All the protagonists are known, even if they are not, they will appear as supporting roles or Easter eggs.

After several years, it is clear to the people of Bianjing that they are not only the abbot of Daxiangguo Temple, but also a deeply rooted stalk.

It was deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, who was still wondering if Yun Yan could tell a story when he came back to the bottom, but when he heard these two words, he spit out--isn't this the most classic beginning of the vulgar monk? There is a Zen master in our temple!

Of course Yun Yanhui knew this. The sentence he added was just a performance effect. After everyone laughed so that their stomachs hurt and their voices gradually began to laugh, he continued, "It seems that everyone knows him."

There was another knowing chuckle.

Yun Yan replied: "It is said that my master crossed the river once and happened to cross the river with a female lady. She inadvertently glanced at her, and the female lady became furious, saying that my master is an adulterous monk, and she took a peek at a good woman. My master Who is it? Highly respected. Although she has no ghosts in her heart, she closed her eyes to avoid suspicion. The lady was even more angry and said, "It doesn't count if you peek at me, but you dare to miss me in your heart!"

Speaking of this, everyone laughed.

Yun Yan went back and said, "What do people do? My master had no choice but to turn his body sideways."

Everyone also thought, there is nothing to say now, right?

Yun Yan went back and learned: "The girl said, okay, I'm right, you think you have no face to see me!"

Everyone burst into laughter immediately.

Xiaobao was woken up inside, and after hearing a few words, he muttered: "Brother Yan is very narrow, and he arranges the master..."

Yun Yanhui's sense of rhythm in the washhouse hasn't lost, and he has a good grasp of it. The atmosphere has been mobilized, and the interested people have asked him to continue speaking. So Yun Yan answered all the jokes he still remembered with clear names and told everyone again.

I have to say that after this kind of event, everyone's relationship has become much more harmonious, with a smile on their faces and a good spirit.

Yun Yan looked back at this mental outlook and was very satisfied.

It's a pity that there will be gains and losses. Their carriage broke down on the way. Although there are some who will repair the carriage, it will inevitably be delayed for a while. As a result, the sky will be darkened and the nearest station has not been rushed.

At this time, unlike modern times, there are street lights on the road at night, and it’s pitch black everywhere, making it hard to drive. Everyone discussed it and looked at a temple in front of them, so I decided to stay overnight there.

The size of this temple is not big or small, but there are also a few humble houses. Usually this kind of temple will undertake the accommodation business, so Yun Yan went back and knocked on the door.

Not long after, a young monk came out to answer the door, and when he saw so many of them, he bluffed.

Yun Yanhui quickly explained that he was here to stay, but the monk looked very timid. Yun Yanhui knew that at this time, many evil officials deceived others. Besides, there were so many wicked officials and big horses in their party, which seemed uneasy to provoke Of course, this monk was afraid that he would cause trouble if he didn't make money.

Although he couldn't stop them alone, Yun Yanhui still comforted him kindly, "Our officer is from Dali Temple. We are under strict governance and staying overnight will never disturb the temple."

The monk looked at him timidly.

"You and I are also half of our own," Yun Yan smiled back and confirmed his identity, "I am a disciple of Zen Master Kuran at Daxiangguo Temple in Tokyo."

As soon as he said, a few people behind couldn't help but laugh out--this time, this little brother Yun was still in a cute mood.

Naturally, the monk didn’t know what they were laughing at, and he stunned his head and said: “Really? Then we are of the same clan. Many years ago, our abbot was with Zen Master Kuran and sat down with Master Shanshui to listen to the lecture. Last year, we went to Tokyo. I have borrowed scriptures. I did hear the abbot laugh and talk about a lay brother surnamed Yun, who is now in Tianqingguan. I wonder if it is your brother or brother?"

"My master has only two lay disciples in total, and the only one with the surname Yun is me. I am working as a errand at Tianqingguan Temple in Kaifeng Mansion. Now I am assigned to go to the border with the officer." Yun Yan smiled back, "I want to come to the abbot and say It's me, I didn't expect to have such a source."

The two of them recounted their experience and relaxed a lot in an instant. Not to mention that the monks in the world are a family, anyway, they can get a relationship, the monk has to call Yun Yan back to his senior.

"Brother, all officials, please come in, I'll go to inform the abbot." The monk stepped aside embarrassedly and asked them to come in.

Yun Yan turned back and was about to call everyone in. Unexpectedly, he turned around and found that except for Zhao Yunchu, Shuangyi, and Xiaobao, everyone else looked at him in a daze, and their exaggerated mouths had grown.

Yun Yan raised his eyebrows back: "What's the matter?"

One of them raised his hand tremblingly, "Brother Yun, you, are you really a disciple of Zen Master?"

"Why, I told you the story of my family teacher all afternoon, do you all think I'm bragging?" Yun Yan replied solemnly.

Everyone: "..."

They all thought in their hearts, I rely on, are you embarrassed to say? I don't want to think about all the stories you said! However, they did not believe what Yun Yan said back from the first sentence was true.

Yun Yan urged them to enter the door, these people were still fluttering under their feet, and felt a little refreshed. The thought of Yun Yan's previous laughter-making jokes made their cheeks twitch.

Zhao Yunchu didn't say it was broken, so they watched Yun Yan back and push back in silence.

Seeing everyone suffocating blood to vomit blood, Yun Yan laughed back and laughed, before breaking through, "Just kidding you, I spent some time with the monks in the monastery."

When Yun Yan said this back, everyone was relieved.

This makes sense! Originally, it was really all jokes! However, thinking that it was said by this master who knew the Zen master, it was really extraordinarily...

After entering the temple, Yun Yan went back to meet with the host in the temple and recounted his friendship. Although the two of them had never met, they had Ran as a bridge, so it was okay.

The host looked at them and said a little apologetically: "Naturally it is not a problem to stay overnight, but there are only a dozen houses in the Han Temple, I am afraid I will neglect everyone..."

Yun Yan looked back at Zhao Yunchu.

Zhao Yunchu said indifferently: "It's okay, just squeeze it, it's better than sitting on the ground."

Yun Yan nodded back: "Exactly."