Chapter 74

Sangchen put the picture of chess in the old man's hand, so he put the chess pieces and chessboard into the basket. He didn't care to collect money. He picked up the basket in a hurry

Ran Yan nodded and turned to walk out of the crowd.

"This little gentleman." The old man holding the chess manual stood up and called.

Sangchen stopped his pace and looked at him suspiciously, "what's the matter with you, elder?"

The old man shook his sleeve and said, "the little Lang Jun is so talented that I admire him very much. I don't know what his name is..."

Sang Chen quickly replied, "in the next sangchen, with the word far, is the new school teacher of Zhoujia village."

"Sang Suiyuan?" The old man's eyes lit up, but some unbelievable pursuit asked, "I don't know who is the teacher of xiaolangjun?"

Sang Chen thought about it for a moment. He had many teachers, not only the doctors in the Imperial Academy, but also the great Confucians in Chang'an city. He had to call the teachers. Only one person had really taught his knowledge. He said, "the boy's mentor is the Huaijing Dharma Master of Xingshan Temple."

"I've heard a lot about you. I've heard a lot about you. In two days, I'm sure I'll visit you."

Sang Chen said, "the boy will wait at home two days later."

Only when they salute each other can they call it quits.

With the end of the chess game, the crowd gradually dispersed. It was only then that six or seven carriages were blocked in a corner and could not move. One of them was ran Fu's.

After ranyan and Wanlv get on the bus, sang Chen sits down beside the coachman.

The carriage drove out of Dongshi slowly and smoothly.

Late green early saw that sang Chen was interested in ran Yan. Anyway, the road was boring, so he leaned against the curtain of the car and asked, "Mr. sang, how could your teacher be a monk?"

Outside, sang Chen's clear voice seemed to be in a good mood. "I was fostered in Xingshan temple since I was a child. Master Huaijing taught me to read and read. Although the master did not give up the teacher's ceremony, he was also a teacher and father in my heart."

Ran Yan heard ran Yunsheng say his identity. He was clearly Cui's son, but he was abandoned to his mother's mother's family. It was estimated that his mother's family would not like to raise the child, so ran Yan directly threw him into the temple. No wonder he had such a temperament.

However, he did not know his life experience. Hearing that he was fostered in the temple, he asked, "is Mr. sang fostered in the temple because of his bad life style?"

"This I don't know. Master Huaijing has never said that. He only said that he would marry and have children before the age of 18, but... " Sangchen some lost, "in the next family is poor, the future is dim, I am afraid there is no woman willing to marry in the next."

Ran Yan mouth slightly a draw, Boling Cui family called poor? Even the top four year winner in middle school still has a dim future? Ran Yun once said that sang Chen was the most ideal husband in the eyes of a noble girl in Chang'an. I'm afraid that as soon as he appeared, he would not know how many women were fighting to get married.

Sang Chen said so. I'm afraid he never regarded himself as a descendant of Cui family!

"Why do we have to go to the east gate to set up the end game?" Ran Yan asked suddenly.

When sang Chen heard ran Yan's voice, he was stunned for a moment, and then he burst into a bright smile. "I borrowed a kiln from someone else before. The boss didn't collect money. Later, I realized that the price was high. I didn't know the boss well. I didn't like the kindness of others. So I set up a scrap to make some money."

"After I go back, I will send you twenty Liang. That kiln is also my use." Ran Yan light way.

"How can that be done?" Sang Chen immediately retorted and turned to the weak way, "I can return it one day."

Ran Yan asked, "how much money do you charge for a game of leftovers?"

"Ten Wen." Sang Chen pursed his lips and quickly calculated how many years he needed to return to twenty Liang.

Ran Yan calmed down and continued to ask, "where did you come from?"

Sang Chen faintly felt ran Yan's unhappiness and timidly replied, "when I have nothing to do at ordinary times, I would like to amuse myself. Because I have nothing to do these years, I think a lot."

Ran Yan was speechless. He was so angry that he could not help laughing. "After spending so much effort and brain power, and playing a game, it would take an hour at least. Do you charge ten Wen? Do you know what value is? "

Ran Yan has always been cold and light to Sang Chen, suddenly so angry, let the outside sang Chen be on pins and needles, carefully explained, "originally it was 15 Wen, but that elder said it was expensive."

"Fifteen Wen, you are really promising." Ran Yan gritted his teeth.

It's really funny and funny. It took a long time for ran Yan to slow down her mood. But then she thought, what's the matter with her! He doesn't want the money, just throw it to him?

"Late green, turn back and get off the bus and give Mr. sang twenty liang from the doctor's fee just now." Ran Yan said coldly.

Sang Chen whispered and obstinate, "I don't want to do it. I'm a Hall..."

Ran Yan interrupted him and said, "since I gave it, you must! Don't just throw it away! "

Sang Chen shrunk his neck and murmured in a very small voice, "the lady is so fierce," as the book of women's history says: Women's virtue is still soft, and there is Zhang Zhengji. "Biography of women" also once said: leisure and chastity, chastity and orderliness, self shame, dynamic and static law, is called women's virtue. ""You come in." Ran Yan's slow way.

Sitting outside the car, sang Chen was stiff and buried his head in the basket, pretending not to hear.

Ran Yan said impatiently, "is Mr. sang ready to let me go out to invite you?"

Sang Chen moved his buttocks and slowly lifted the curtain. He quickly took a look at ran Yan's face. His face was red and white. He didn't know whether he was shy or afraid. He held the basket tightly and sat in front of the door, "what's your wife's order?"

"Mr. sang, what is women's virtue?" Ran Yan held his head in one hand and tilted in the side of a small table, and looked at him faintly with the corner of his eye.

With such an expression, there was a bit of laziness in the silence. Sang Chen only looked at it, and his brain was blank. He could not remember what women's looks and virtues were. He just hung down his eyes and hesitated and didn't know what to say.

Late green see sangchen by his wife scared like a small rabbit appearance, puff a laugh out.

Sangchen is embarrassed, even the earlobe can drip bleeding.

"Mr. sang, my wife is joking with you, sir. Don't be shy." Night green knows ran Yan's temperament. After her illness, although she becomes indifferent, she doesn't get angry. Besides, sang Chen doesn't do anything heinous. She just makes people angry and has no place to vent her anger.

Ran Yan looked at his handsome and embarrassed appearance. He was more or less sympathetic. He was supposed to be born with a golden spoon in his family. Because his mother was of low status, he had to grow up with a group of monks in the temple. Thinking of this, ran Yan wants to meet Master Huaijing a little bit. What kind of person can teach sangchen this virtue?

The evening green played a round, but the atmosphere did not get better. There was a silence in the carriage, and the carriage was on the road, purring. The sky gradually evening, bright clouds full of the sky, everything between heaven and earth are plated with a layer of gold red, the evening wind is cool.

The carriage swayed across the wooden bridge. Sang Chen's cool eyes were uneasily staring at the outside of the bamboo curtain. It was not easy to get through the wooden bridge until he was relieved.

Ran Yan looked at his appearance. Somehow, he felt a little resentment of iron and steel in his heart. He could not help but ask, "isn't Buddhism focusing on life and death? Since you grew up in a temple, how can you not understand it

"Master Huaijing said that I have no relationship with Buddha, so I can't understand." Sangchen a pair of clear eyes such as blue sky and shallow water, innocently staring at ran Yan's wooden box pattern.

This makes ran Yan strange. She knows which monks always talk about fate. When she talks about fate, all of them are predestined people. At last, she hears someone saying "there is no relationship with Buddha". In her heart, she feels like a master of Huaijing.

"You don't have to be down and down all the time. I'm upset." Ran Yan slowed down her tone. She found that if it wasn't about the principle, they could still have a peaceful dialogue.

It's just that sometimes when sang Chen commits a second offence, ran Yan always wants to dissect him to find out how his brain structure is different from that of ordinary people. Now Especially after hearing about his deeds, ran Yan is more interested, often want to kill people, hide the corpse and dissect.

Naturally, sang Chen didn't know that he had become a frog on the dissecting platform in ran Yan's heart. He was still very happy. When he was unfamiliar with each other, he mostly used modest and honorific titles. Only when he was familiar with each other would he match you and me. He felt that it was a sign of closeness, and that it was written on his face with pleasure.

Evening green secretly felt that it was a pity that sang Chen was so dignified that he was a modest gentleman even though he did not seem to be comparable to Xiao Langjun, the dragon and Phoenix in Xing Niang's mouth. If he had a better family background, he would have only a reputation! So he asked, "where is Mr. Sang's hometown? Do you have family members at home? "

Sang Chen replied, "master Huaijing said that I was born in Yuezhou, which is now Lianzhou. After my parents died one after another, I was sent to the Sang family in Chang'an. The Sang family was unable to support them, so I was sent to Xingshan temple for foster care. "

Since the fall of Sui Dynasty and the rise of Tang Dynasty, the Li family worshipped Taoist Li Er as their ancestor. Buddhism was gradually replaced by Taoism. The imperial court advocated Taoism, and temples were deserted everywhere. Fortunately, there were many believers in Buddhism among the people. In addition, the rulers would not let a certain sect dominate. Should they help one or two of them, could they survive.

The temple is not easy to save. If the Sang family did not add a lot of sesame oil money, how could they adopt a child without any reason? Or a child who has no relationship with Buddha.

What master Huaijing said, ran Yan knew that sang Chen would not believe it, but he took it seriously. He didn't know whether it was out of escape psychology or he would rather believe that he had a trace of warmth in the world.

Evening green sighed, "maid is reckless, please forgive Mr. sang."

Sang Chen quickly waved his hand and said, "no hindrance, no hindrance." (to be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to start（ qidian.com ）Your support is my biggest motivation to vote for recommendation and monthly tickets. )

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