Chapter 438

Sangchen nest was in the Sutra pavilion until it was dark, and the little monk called him to have dinner, and his heart was not relieved a little.

After dinner, sang Chen went back to the bamboo house to get clothes and take a bath. He lived alone in a deserted corner behind the monastery. The abbot gave him a piece of land to grow some vegetables. Usually, he would copy the Scriptures for the temple. He would not give money, but he would manage three meals a day.

The only one that accompanied him day and night was a donkey, which was the mount when he was a doctor of Imperial Academy.

All the scholars in the Tang Dynasty were deeply distressed. Sang Suiyuan, a brilliant scholar, was so oblivious to the Scriptures that he never invited him to write articles or poems. He only occasionally spent his time painting and recording the chess scores he came up with, but he never sold or gave them away. For a while, the prices of Sang Suiyuan's calligraphy, paintings and manuscripts soared. In particular, the orchid Chengni inkstone he made by himself, which was engraved with poems, had become the most luxurious items on the aristocratic desk. But they are also valuable but have no market. People who own these things will not sell them for money.

However, for all this, sang Chen did not know. He is very satisfied with his present life. He is a vegetarian, reciting sutras and relaxed. Occasionally, I will think of Ran Yan's face, but I can't move his mood. When I meet by chance, I just sing the name of Buddha and do a Buddhist ceremony.

However, sang Chen does not believe that his heart to her has returned to plain, he thought, will be a lifetime.

In the hazy light, sang Chen left his shoes and entered the room in the dark.

Just about to go to the screen to feel clothes, suddenly more hands on the waist, and then pasted a soft body behind, "Mr. sang."

It's Du's wife! Sang Chen a exclamation, forcefully stuck in the throat, urgent way, "it's already night, how can you still be here!"

"I always thought that you would come back later. I didn't expect it would be dark before I knew it." Du Niangzi knew sang Chen's temperament too well. Other people would not believe such nonsense, but he would.

"Let me go first." In the dark, sang Chen's face rose red. He felt his soft body on his back was like a soldering iron, which made him hot all over.

"This place is too desolate. I'm afraid by myself. If you promise me not to run, I'll let you go." Madame Du's voice choked.

"Well." Sang Chen answered.

Sang Chen has one of the greatest advantages, that is, a promise. Du Niangzi did not doubt his words at all. She let go of her joy. She felt that Liu Qingsong's method was really effective, so she was more confident in the next thing.

Sang Chen touches the torch and lights up the oil lamp.

The dim yellow light illuminated the narrow room. He did not dare to turn around. He thought for a moment and said, "empress Du, it's getting late. I'm afraid all the doors are closed. But if you live here, you're afraid that your reputation will be affected. I'll take you to Qingyin temple for a night."

“……”

Sang Chen did not get an answer for a long time, but turned around.

Under the warm light, the woman in an amber cross collar skirt stands alone, covered with gauze, but she seems to exude a kind of loneliness from her bones, which is like a piece of jade left over from the world.

Du Niangzi slightly droops her head, "Qingyin temple is too far away."

Sang Chen came back to God and said rigidly, "not far, not far. It's over two hills."

It's already dawn when we arrive, right? Liu Qingsong taught her to be a bully, and sang Chen is a person with a sense of responsibility. No matter whether she takes the initiative or not, he will take responsibility.

Since she saw sang Chen for the first time, she couldn't erase his figure from her heart. In the past four years, her family told her several times to kiss her. She would rather pretend to be a fool than marry. Now that she is at this age, she really wants to be shameless and follow Liu Qingsong's method. But when she looks at his clear eyes, she can only sigh and lean slightly, "there is Lao sang Sir

Sang Chen face opened a smile, from the house to find a cloak, "night dew heavy, first put on your wife."

Her heart suddenly missed a few beats, in her hometown, the wife is the meaning of the wife. In the four years since she came to the Tang Dynasty, she has been used to the appellations of "Lang Jun" and "Niang Zi". The maids and maids in the family are also called "Niang Zi" and "Niang Zi". However, after listening to Sang Chen's call, she still can't help blushing and heartbeat.

"My name is Jiang Li." Du Niangzi wrapped her cloak on her body, which had a light taste of saponin horn.

"Hu River from and PI Zhi Xi, sewing autumn orchids for wear." Sang Chen gradually became more and more comfortable. "It's an elegant name."

"Jiang Li, Jiang Li, and Jiang Li, my father also gave me this name at first, but later he didn't feel well." Du Jiang left with a smile.

Sang Chen points a good lantern, is about to go out, suddenly stops the pace, blushes, "the lady can know the way?"

Du Jiang shook his head.

"Wait a moment." Sangchen went back in a hurry, tossing around in the house, carrying a large package and came out. Seeing Du Jiangli staring at him in surprise, he explained shyly, "my skill in understanding the road has never been good, but your wife can rest assured that you can arrive within half a month."

"That's good. Let's go." Du Jiang's lips curled up behind his veil, which was a great advantage. He had been addicted to it for a year and a half, just to listen to him and say "Lady".……

Half an hour later.

I got lost completely as expected.

However, one is looking forward to getting lost, and the other is very experienced in getting lost, and no one is panicked.

"Lang Jun, are there any beasts in the woods?" Du Jiang changed her mouth directly. Anyway, sang Chen didn't know what she called Lang Jun.

Sang Chen turned pale and said, "should No, it's said that the government will send people around every year. "

It's still in Chang'an City, so the imperial court can't allow any beast on the mountain. What should I do if I go down the mountain and hurt people? Therefore, the army has been sent to kill the beasts on the mountain for many times, and it is unlikely to encounter wild animals such as tigers and wolves.

At midnight, they discussed to have a rest by the water.

Sang Chen asked, "is your wife hungry?"

Du Jiang from nodded, she did not eat lunch.

Once out, sang Chen is always well prepared, so he takes out the steamed bread and hands it to Du Jiangli.

Du Jiangli took the steamed bread, took off his veil and took a small bite.

Although it was reported that Du Jiang was not married after four years, it was the first time that sang Chen saw his face so clearly. It's beautiful. It's the kind of beauty he's never seen.

"Amitabha." Sang Chen suddenly sang the name of Buddha.

Du Jiang looked at him with a puzzled look on his face. He was struggling with how to deal with the steamed bread crumbs in his hands. Put them into his mouth. It's not elegant. Would he say that she wastes food?

Thinking, she threw the crumbs into the water.

Sang Chen dropped his eyes and saw a fish swimming in the water. He just wanted to praise Du Jiang's kindness, but he listened to her joyful way, "there are fish! Lang Jun, I can fork fish. Let's roast fish! " (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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