The Yun family returned to its former noisy. Not only did Su Shi and the three brothers who arrived at the Yun family early in the morning were also Xiaolin, who also had a blue nose and a swollen face. The Su brothers did not see Xiaolin because the old Taoist who had no face to see people jumped in from the wall, and along the way, he stumbled into the guest room prepared for him by the Yun family and never showed up again.

The only one who can beat Xiaolin, who is very skilled in martial arts, is Hua Niang. It is not Yun Zheng’s fantasy of erotic beating, but is actually being tied to a chair and punched. However, when he saw the red lips mark on Xiaolin’s forehead, Yun Zheng felt that Xiaolin might be worth the beating.

He lay down for three days without eating or drinking. When he walked out of the room on the fourth day, he had recovered as before. This made Yun Zheng and Wugou very much admire him. The thick skin and thick flesh have such an advantage.

"Hua Niang thought I was furious if I didn't sue..."

Xiao Lin said a few words casually, and Yun Zheng and the monk Wugou just listened, as friends, they should not over-invest other people's privacy.

Xiaolin came to Yun's house and was ordered by Han Lin. Seeing Yun Zheng not telling the secret of gunpowder leaked, Han Lin himself knew that he and Yun Zheng were already incompatible. He arranged Xiaolin over and thought it was the most perfect method.

The arrival of the monk Wugou is very difficult. There is a suspension bridge on Lingyun Ferry in Shushan. It has been disrepair. Many years ago, a caravan passed by there. As a result, the bridge was broken, and all the people and animals fell into the turbulent river. No one in the thirty years have passed. However, the Lingyun Ferry suspension bridge is the only way to connect the Jinniu Road. If it is blocked in one day, it will lose tens of millions of yuan. Shuzhong and Hanzhong can only rely on the narrow Micang Road. Micang Road can only barely pass by. The mountains of goods accumulated in Shuzhong cannot enter Hanzhong along the Jinniu Road, and finally enter the Yangtze River along the Han River, and finally arrive at the prosperous Yangzhou.

There is a Huangze Temple on the Taurus Road, which is said to be worshipped by Wu Zetian. Master Hongren, the host of the temple, saw that the traffic between the two places was cut off, and the merchants were worried that they could not help but die unjustly. He made a great wish and vowed to build another iron chain bridge on Lingyun Ferry.

After the government had re-paved the bridge, he began to walk around the world with a bowl and beg for alms from the world. He wanted to make enough money to build a bridge, and he used the help of the will of these money to appease the innocent souls who died tragically in Lingyundu.

In recent years, I have found a big money owner to raise money to build the bridge and prepare to break ground. Unexpectedly, the project was very difficult from the beginning. First, the hillside collapsed after heavy rain, and the master Hongren, who was in his 80s, insisted on supervising the construction site, was buried here. Then the iron cow dragged the iron chains also slid down the hillside and fell into the river. The bridge construction matter had to be suspended.

People in the world are ignorant and believe that Master Hongren has endless six senses, and is in conflict with the great blessings of the bridge. He is forced to do it, but he is punished by heaven. There shouldn't be a bridge built on the Erlong River, because the two dragons in the Erlong River were killed and killed and could not stand iron tools, so he was so full of trouble.

"Amitabha, Master Hongren, has traveled all over the country for thirty years, and has traveled across the Yellow River. He has great ambitions and perseverance to benefit the world. Now that the bones are not cold, there is such a hustle and bustle, which makes everyone in the world look at him. I am not talented and plan to go to Erlong River to continue to build the iron chain bridge, and to restore Master Hongren's innocence and to give me the compassion of the Buddha."

Wugou, who never gets angry, rarely gets angry, that is, there is no hair on his bare forehead, otherwise he will be angry.

"Do you need funding? I'm very rich recently!" Yun Zheng couldn't help asking.

"My bottle and one bowl are enough! Master Hongren traveled around the world, collected thousands of households' wealth, and sought benefits for the people of the world. How could I dare to take a shortcut to insult the master's reputation?"

Yun Zheng sighed, there are good people in the world, and the misfortune fate is even more common. Good people often appear more tragic when encountering misfortune fate. It can be imagined that an old monk has experienced countless hardships and used great perseverance and perseverance to seek wealth from thousands of families, but was buried under the soil by the cruel reality. The bridge has not been completed, but people have taken a step first. This has a great blow to Buddhism. Wugou took over this unlucky errand and probably wanted to use this to temper his own practice.

Although the monk is hilarious all day long, this guy is actually a guy with an extremely strong mind. He said he doesn't want money, that's really not. Otherwise, he would ask for it directly. Yun Zheng no longer talks about money, but ordered people to find a lot of fine bamboo sticks and start playing the game of building bridges with the brothers Wugou, Yuner and Su Shi.

Using the least amount of bamboo joints to build the strongest bridge is the meaning of a few people playing. This game is difficult for the brothers Wugou and Su Shi, but it is very simple for Yun Er, who has long used newspapers and tape to make the same game.

Wugou was playing with the mentality of playing with children at the beginning. Not long after, his smile disappeared. The bamboo bridge he and Su Shi could barely put on an inkstone, and the bridge built by Yun Er could put on a bucket of water. When the bridge built by Yun Zheng appeared, he put the squeaking insects on the bridge, and the foot-long small bridge was still motionless.

Wugou took away the small bridge built by Yuner and hid in the house and did not come out. When Mr. Peng Li came to visit Wugou, he found that the monk was sitting on the ground, with four or five small bridges built by bamboo in front of him. He became confused. He only knew that he would constantly fiddle with the children's toys, and he had almost no response to the stimulation of the outside world.

"According to Wugou, the mountains and rocks in Lingyun Ferry are broken, and there is naturally no stable foundation for building a full metal heavy bridge. It is rainy there, and there is a turbulent Erlong River under the bridge. The heavier the weight of the bridge itself, the more dangerous the bridge is. Therefore, the vine bridge built by the imperial court can stand there for three or five years, but the iron chain bridge built by the master cannot last long due to foundation problems. This is limited by the terrain and has nothing to do with Master Hongren's sins. It is sad to say that Master Hongren did the wrong thing and even lost his life for it. This made the students sigh."

Mr. Peng Li took the bridges and tried them one by one, and said to Yun Zheng: "You don't have to go back to the academy these days, just help Wugou build a suitable bridge. This is a great merit."

Yun Zheng shook his head and said, "Students are just talking about war on paper. There are many things to do here. From site selection to opening the road, to starting the construction, this is a complicated matter. It is definitely not something that disciples can simulate the actual situation with a few bamboo sticks here. Doing so can only provide Master Wugou with a brand new idea, and there is no way to replace the actual situation."

Wugou, who was awake from the confusion, shook his head and said, "This is enough. At least I have understood one principle, that is, to follow the trend and do not force anything. Only by following the laws of heaven can we break everything. If I cannot do it, I have already known this principle. If I go to Guangyuan Mansion in a few days, I will succeed."

Yun Zheng didn't know what he knew from his intermittent words. Perhaps Wugou was smarter and could understand the abstract principles of engineering construction from ordinary principles. It seems that the wisdom of the world is indeed understandable to one principle and all principles.

The Yun family is now a very motivated family. The male owner is studying and the female owner makes money. The silk reeling workshop has begun. At this time, the busy ones are just Lanlan and bacon. Lu Qingying becomes leisurely and leisurely. She wanders around the house all day long and reads with her husband for a while. At this time, it is often the time when Yun Zheng’s reading is the worst. In the hot weather, she wears fewer clothes. When there are only two people in the house, something is easy to get into.

In order not to affect her husband's study, Lu Qingying changed her set and urged Yun Er and Su Shi and the others to urge him. When Yun Er and the others finished reading, Lu Qingying would greet him if Wu Gou, who was thinking hard to meditate, wanted to drink.

In the end, she ordered the chef to send the meal to Lanlan and bacon, and then after lunch, she could do her own things happily. Her husband sometimes sings some strange tunes and a weird accents, but they were quite nice songs for herself. These songs were very mouth-wrinkle, and the sequels were difficult to remember, and some of them were not easy to record.

She hopes that life will last forever until the end of her life.

Mr. Lu Qingyuan is about to return to Bianliang City in Tokyo. Yun Zheng got up early in the morning to see him off. Yesterday, his family had already sent the gifts for the farewell. His wife did not refuse or return the gift. She just asked Yun Zheng to live in the Lu family after she arrived in Bianliang City. In this way, once she took the big exam, she could ask questions about the big exam like her own husband.

These words are more important than any kind of return gift. Sometimes the maintenance of human feelings is in these inconspicuous places. If you are too polite, you will become distracted. Especially for the clear streams like Lu Qingyuan, they value virtue far more than material things. These things make Yun Zheng a little confused.

My husband’s greatest wish is to study when he is young, serve the emperor when he is adult, soothe the people, return to the countryside to farm after he is old, or teach three or two disciples, and then let the disciples continue to follow their old path, and they almost don’t care about personal material enjoyment.

Yun Zheng didn't plan to learn from his husband. He would never eat braised vegetables when he could eat meat. When he came to the Song Dynasty, he was destined to eat meat. If it was the same as in his previous life, this life would be too miserable.

It was another ten-mile long pavilion. Lu Qingying put a large bag of road dishes on Mrs. Lu's carriage and repeatedly told them to be careful all the way. Although they were making official carriages, there would inevitably be incomplete places where mountains and rivers were high and waters were long. Some heartwarming words made Mrs. Lu burst into tears and burst into tears.
Chapter completed!