The kind-hearted little monk Yuren asked: "Donor, do you need my help with anything?"

Pei Yuanxian stroked the strings and sighed quietly, "It's a pity that I have a talent but no one can learn it, so the inheritance will be cut off." The sound of the piano was clanking, and it was as unwilling to be left alone as its owner.

The little monk was a little curious and tilted his head, "What skills do you have?"

Pei Yuanxian clapped his fingers and counted them one by one, "Qin, chess, calligraphy and painting, Qi Men Dun Jia, the Four Books and Five Classics, and debates on Buddhism. Even the vegetable growers in your temple don't have as many varieties as I can grow."

Oh, it turns out he is not from the temple. Yuren pointed towards the bottom of the mountain, "There are many young monks in the temple, and there are many who want to learn skills. But it depends on you whether they are willing to learn from you."

Pei Yuanxian brushed his hair at the temples. Emperor Dasheng personally accepted disciples, and people might not be surprised. This was really dumbfounding. But he still smiled. "I can also do divination. Looking at your face, I feel that the future is bright.

, it’s priceless. But the rough jade still needs to be carved, so I decided to accept it as a disciple.”

Yuren couldn't help but laugh. A corner of his gray gauze clothes was fluttered by the wind. At such a young age, he felt like a jade tree standing in the wind. "How valuable is a monk like me? I just want to practice my kung fu to carry good water and strike the wooden fish well."

The good sutra has come to pass.”

Pei Yuanxian stood up suddenly and put his fingers on his wrist, "No, Yuren, you are not a monk. It is destiny that you will marry the most noble woman in the world in the future. You are the national preceptor, the king's husband, and the king's wife.

More than ten thousand people. But you have to learn my skills first before you can marry her."

"Amitabha, it's a sin!" Yuren backed away repeatedly, "How can a monk marry a wife? Donor, stop talking nonsense. I'm going to practice!"

Yuren ran away, but he heard the man behind him say: "If someone bullies your Aunt Shishi in the future, what will you do?"

Yuren stopped and turned around, with infinite sadness in his eyes, "Are you trying to trick me again? Aunt Shishi is no longer here, she is the best person to me. My mother once said, my life

It’s all given by her.”

Yuren also has another name - Yingzheren. But time has passed so long that he himself has probably forgotten it.

Pei Yuanxian came closer and touched his bald head, "But she still has a daughter, and many people will be eyeing her in the future. Shouldn't you protect Aunt Shishi's daughter?"

The little monk blinked his eyes, and the flexed veins on the back of his hands betrayed his emotions. He squatted on the ground, picked up a small branch and scribbled on it. "I have seen her before. She is a high-ranking princess, and I love her."

My father and loyal minister. When she gives an order, countless Yulin guards will rush to protect her. She will not need me."

Standing on the hillside of Honolulu, you can see the cornices of the Yanjing Palace through the mountains. Pei Yuanxian also seemed to see the woman in green in the palace. "But, her father will get old. When her father gets old,

I need you, do you have to be prepared? And I can help you. In other words, we can help each other. I asked for a successor, and you learned how to protect her."

Yu Ren raised the corners of his lips, with a hint of slyness in his smile. "Since you want to protect the most noble person in the world, you must learn from the most powerful people. How do you prove that you are the most powerful?"

Pei Yuanxian shrugged, "What do you think we should do?"

"Compare with the host." Yuren said.

**

In the competition between Pei Yuanxian and Ananda, there was only one referee, Yu Ren.

As for the rhythm, Ananda gave up directly;

When discussing chess skills, they had a hand-to-hand discussion on Chessboard Mountain, and Pei Yuanxian easily won;

As for calligraphy and painting, Ananda was no match for Pei Yuanxian.

Ananda lost all face as the host. He quit and said, "Tan Yue, you can't bully me like this. Let's compete in martial arts."

You must know that Xiangji Temple has its own inheritance. When the last great master passes away, he will pass on the skills to the next generation. So Ananda is the current great master.

Although Pei Yuanxian was not the Grand Master's opponent, he didn't know what he said and ended up in a tie with Ananda.

"Yu Ren, come and become a disciple."

Now that the matter was over, Yu Ren knelt down respectfully and said, "Master, here I am, I will bow to you as a disciple. I don't know the master's name."

Pei Yuanxian put his hands behind his back, the clouds were calm and the wind was gentle, "Yuanxian, the origin of the original Yuan, Lin Yuanxianyuzhixian."

**

In the following days, Pei Yuanxian began to teach Yuren useless tools: not only piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, but also tea ceremony, flower arrangement and incense. He also took him to visit teahouses and restaurants in Yanjing to listen to the opinions of the public. Passing by Yanjing University of Traditional Chinese Medicine,

Learn about the latest trends in universities and the research and development results of herbal medicine.

Seven years have passed since Dayan came to dominate the world.

At the beginning of July, Pei Yuanxian took Yuren down the mountain again and entered Yanjing. When passing the Blue Flower Square, Pei Yuanxian stopped for a moment and passed by. Finally, he made two sets of sky-blue clothes for Yuren next door, with a green silk sash and a green jade pendant.

Yuren's hair had grown long. After returning to his meditation room, he put on his clothes and was lost in thought. "Master, why are you buying clothes today?"

"Don't you know? The Obon Festival of Xiangji Temple is here. At that time, the temple will prepare a variety of food, set up a meal for the monks, hold a chanting ceremony, and light up the lanterns. Someone from the royal family will come then."

If someone from the royal family comes, will the princess come? Will she come with his father? Yu Ren silently asked himself.

On the day of Obon Festival, with clear skies and bright sunshine, Xiangji Temple was particularly prosperous.

Many people heard about it and came to watch the fun.

There was a long queue at the place where the alms were set up. This was because the people who were offering alms were so elegant and elegant. The sky and water were green, and Mr. Moshang looked like jade.

Yuren did all this patiently until he saw two young men. These two were also very well-born. One was in white and the other in blue, both looked sixteen or seventeen years old. Especially the young man in white, Mingyue Zhuhui.

Its brilliance cannot be concealed.

Yuren was stunned for a moment, his knuckles turned slightly white, then he gave the meal and added an extra bamboo tube to the young man in white.

The young man took the vegetarian food and the bamboo tube and found a secluded place.

The boy in blue chased after him and said gloomily, "Hey, we are all dressed the same, why do you have an extra bamboo tube? Let me try some good stuff."

The young man in white directly hit the back of the young man in blue with the thick end of his chopsticks, "Tai Jinlan, you are getting smaller and smaller."

He carefully opened the lid of the bamboo tube, and the faint fragrance of bamboo came to his nostrils. He carefully closed the lid again.

Tai Jinlan made a face. "That pretty girl from Shi Zhai is actually more beautiful than me. It's outrageous. Hey, A-Nian, if you don't like drinking it, give it to me."

"It's not that I don't like it, I want to leave it to my father. My father once told me that when he met his mother when he was young, his mother would cut off bamboos as big as the mouth of a bowl and make fresh bamboo juice for him to drink. Such a large piece of bamboo would only boil

A small half bowl, very precious."

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