Yan Xing opened the poems and essays given back by Long Chen and presented them to Ji Ba.

Ji Ba shook his head, drank wine, and smiled and said, "I miss it!"

Yan Xing picked up the poem and recited it:

"The lotus smoke willow is too strong to the waves, and the graceful green girl is facing Su'e;

After getting drunk, I don’t know that the sky is in the water, and the boat is full of clear dreams and the galaxy is pressing down on the river.”

After listening to Long Chen's poem, Ji Ba thought for a while and said, "It seems that it's okay, Great Elder, what do you think?"

The great elder Niu Yang knew that Long Chen's poems were much better than Ji Ba, or in other words, they were not of the same level at all.

"It's okay..."

Gaonian said, "I think the young master's poems are better. I can understand it at first glance. Long Chengen's poems are messy and I can't understand them."

Yan Xing also said: "The president's poems and essays are better."

Ji Ba laughed and said, "It's just art."

Niu Yang smiled but said nothing. Gao Nian felt sleepy and said, "Young Master, go back, it's late at night."

Ji Ba was overjoyed and said, "Okay, go back. It's time to go to Nanliang in a few days, there are more lakes there."

The big ship slowly docked, and Ji Ba returned to Sifang Tower.

....

Long Shuai Mansion.

Long Chen woke up in the morning and Su Yourong was cleaning the room.

"Aunt got up so early, don't sleep for a while?"

Long Chen waved with a smile, Su Yourong smiled and said, "It's dawn, it's not good to be seen."

After putting away the pajamas and towels, Su Yourong smiled and left the room.

When I arrived outside the door, I happened to meet Xiao E and Xiao Daiyu.

"Aunt came out of the adult room?"

"Wow, my aunt picked up a bargain last night, and the princess and the others were not there."

Su Yourong whispered: "Besides, tear your mouth apart."

Xiao E and Daiyu made faces and left with a smile.

Su Yourong hurried to the well and washed his pajamas and towels.

Long Chen slowly put on his clothes, Xiang Ning brought water in to wash her face, and then brought breakfast in.

After breakfast, Xiang Ning took the things down.

Long Chen picked up his pen and wrote a letter, stamped with a seal and a seal.

Putting on his boots, Long Chen walked to the front yard and asked He Juntao to lead his horse over.

"Sir, are you going out?"

He Juntao wanted to ask where Long Chen was going. If the princess asked, she would be able to answer.

"Go to the True Buddha Temple."

Long Chen also knew what He Juntao meant.

"You send this letter to Wu Jian."

Long Chen gave He Juntao a newly-written secret letter.

He Juntao immediately accepted it and said, "I understand!"

After leaving Long Shuai Mansion, Long Chen slowly walked around the flowers, looking at the people eating breakfast on the street, and the business trips coming and going, and feeling the fireworks of this world.

The breakfast shop in the morning and the barbecue stall in the evening are the most lifelike places.

After leaving the east gate, I slowly went up the mountain and arrived at the Zhen Buddha Temple.

When the monk saw Long Chen coming, he hurriedly bowed and greeted him.

Hongrui of the Supervisory Commission quickly came out to greet him and smiled and said, "The Great Pillar Kingdom is free today?"

Long Chen smiled and said, "It's rare to be free. Has the master not attended the poetry meeting recently?"

Hongrui laughed and said, "I am ashamed. I have been studying "Wenxin Diaolong" written by Dazhuguo recently, and I have a lot of experience."

Long Chen smiled and said, "The master has wisdom and should be able to learn it soon."

The monk led the horse for Long Chen, and Long Chen went to the abbot's room by himself.

When I arrived at the abbot's room, Mo Jie was writing scriptures.

"I was just about to let Xuanhui go down the mountain to urge you, and what about the scriptures that promised me?"

Mojie put down his brush and asked with a smile.

Long Chen sat down and smiled and said, "I don't have time to go, and after this period, I will write a few more for you."

I can’t be too busy with the matters of the World Association, so I don’t have time to write scriptures for Mojie.

"Didn't it meant that peace was going to happen? Why are there so many things left?"

The war between the two countries has been completed, and the world association has also calmed down. Mojie thought Long Chen could be safe for a while.

"Where is peace, there will be struggles if there are people."

Long Chen sighed, feeling that he was the most relaxed here and could temporarily put the world behind him.

Mo Jie didn't want to ask about the affairs of the world. He is now devoted to chanting Buddha's name and practicing.

"I got a pot of good tea for you to try."

Mojie stood up and boiled water and tea himself.

When Xuan Hui heard the movement, she ran in from outside and asked around Long Chen: "Has the Dazhu Kingdom been driven out by the princess again? Oh, she actually wore shoes today."

Long Chen grabbed Xuanhui, pressed it on his leg and beat it up, and asked, "You dare to talk nonsense!"

Xuanhui was beaten to scream: "The princess drove you out of the door. What's the matter with me? The abbot saved me!"

Mo Jie smiled and said, "If you don't do your homework or recite scriptures, you will go to the foot of the mountain all day long, and you should fight!"

Hongrui spared Xuanhui three years of homework, and this incident was spread to Mojie, and Mojie taught Xuanhui a lesson.

Xuan Hui said aggrievedly: "The abbot is wronged, I just finished my homework."

Long Chen let go of Xuanhui and smiled and said, "I think Xuanhui is quite compatible with the paintings in my house. Why don't you let him go back to secular life? I'll be a matchmaker."

Mojie glanced at Xuanhui and smiled and said, "I think it's OK. This kid can't calm down on the mountain, so he might as well return to secular life."

In fact, Mo Jie was reluctant to let it go because Xuanhui has a high qualification, especially his talent in martial arts practice.

Xuanhui became anxious and shouted, "I won't return to the secular world. I'm pretty good on the mountain. Huaer and I are just a game, and Dazhuguo is talking nonsense again."

Long Chen smiled and said, "Oh? I thought you like Huaer. Since you don't like it, I will betroth her to others."

Xuanhui was confused. He was still young and didn't know what it was. But Huaer was his favorite playmate. Long Chen betrothed Huaer to someone else, and Xuanhui felt uncomfortable.

"Hua'er is still young, so I beg you to others, I don't want it!"

Long Chen and Mo Jie laughed loudly after hearing this. Xuan Hui was embarrassed and bowed her head and left the abbot's room.

"You are not here to have tea today, are you?"

Mojie poured Long Chen a cup of tea.

Long Chen picked up the teacup, smelled the fragrance of the tea, and exclaimed: "Good tea!"

It is a very soft and soft in the mouth, making it a rare and good tea.

"I have something to say hello to you first. I want to deal with the World Association. In order to mobilize troops, I will make a group of fake monks and pretend to be monks in Zhaoti Temple to make trouble. I will take the opportunity to send troops."

"I'm afraid you believe it, so I'll tell you first."

This is what Long Chen told the Empress yesterday.

Zhaoti Temple has been infiltrating, and there are lurking believers everywhere. Long Chen pretended to be Zhaoti Temple to cause trouble, so he took the opportunity to mobilize his troops.

In order to avoid Mojie's misunderstanding, Long Chen specially informed him first.

As for dealing with the World Association, Long Chen said it was fine, and Mo Jie was completely trustworthy.

"Oh, OK, I get it."

"This tea needs to be tasted slowly, and it will be wasted if you drink it quickly."

Mojie just responded lightly, not asking a single question.

Long Chen picked up the teacup, tasted it again, and exclaimed: "It's true that good tea, let's have another cup."

Mojie poured Long Chen another cup.

....

Wuhuan County.

This is a small town south of the Eastern Zhou Dynasty. 50 miles south is the boundary of Nanliang, where a small number of troops stationed here in the Eastern Zhou Dynasty.

The city of Wuhuan County is not big, but it is very lively. Because the place is rich in dyes, the red cloth dyed here is the best, so it has the nickname of Red Putrajaya.

A carriage slowly drove into the city gate. The soldiers guarding the city stopped the carriage and shouted, "Where did it come from! What are you doing here!"
Chapter completed!