Start with the humble bridegroom

Chapter 233
Guanzhong's small courtyard was cleaned extremely clean, Sanqi and Guanhai just cleaned up a little, and the four of them officially settled down.

The monthly rent is hundreds of guan, which naturally includes the boarding expenses.

When it was getting dark, two little Taoist priests brought dinner.Two meat and three vegetables plus one soup, the meal is very clean, especially the three vegetarian dishes are well done.

Zhang Zhe and Huo Bingcheng wrapped up almost all the vegetarian dishes, and only gave up the meat dishes to Sanqi and Guanhai.

After dinner, Huo Bingcheng said goodbye and returned to his room with undiminished interest, saying that he would read at night by candlelight.

As the saying goes, it really makes sense for the environment to change people, and the environment here is indeed the most suitable for studying.

Without Xiaowan by his side, Zhang Zhe lived alone in a room in the mountains, only listening to the slight breeze of the Songtao, and a very faint smell of incense in the air, and the whole person became quiet for a while.

The residual red of the setting sun fades, and the night rises.

The porch door facing the canyon was kept open, and Zhang Zhe did not light the oil lamp.

There was a thin layer of felt on the wooden floor. He leaned on the thin felt and looked towards the canyon, but Meng Xiaowan's shadow appeared in his heart.Such a quiet and elegant place, presumably Wan'er should be very fond of it.

The last ray of light between the sky and the earth dissipated, leaving only the sound of the wind in the mountains.

Suddenly, the evening bell in the nunnery [-] meters away on the other side of the canyon rang, and Xu Xu Fanyin came with the wind.When Er woke up, the snow-white moonlight had already filled the room.

Hundreds of miles away in Jiangling, Gu Mansion.

Outside the Guihe courtyard, the heavy rain continued.Amid the sound of rain, a female voice suddenly sounded.

"Bailu, what do you think my husband is doing at this time?"

"Naturally, like a big lady, I'm thinking of a big lady too!"

Jingyue Temple, a small courtyard by the cliff.

Outside the corridor door, hanging in the mid-air wooden corridor, a little bean lantern swayed in the gentle mountain wind.

Under the full moon, Zhang Zhe was half lying in the moonlight of the corridor, holding a book in his hand, reading by the light at hand.

This is the first time he has read a book so seriously in Dazheng Shijie, and he seems to read it with gusto.

When Zhu Nifan's singing on the other side of the canyon faded away, a loud reading sound came from the next room.It was Huo Bingcheng who was unwilling to be lonely and read aloud.

Huo Bingcheng read more than ten sentences, and was taking a breather.

In a small courtyard not far away, someone also continued to read loudly where Huo Bingcheng left off.The man read a dozen or so sentences in one breath, and just as he was taking a breather, the candidate who was rushing to take the exam from another yard also picked it up with a smile.

Huo Bingcheng laughed loudly, interrupted this person intentionally after a while, took the conversation away, and recited the classic with both sound and emotion.

The three Mensao, whom they didn't know at all, played Solitaire across the air this night, making Zhang Zhe very irritable because he didn't remember a word!
Anyway, wait until these people have finished all the solitaires in this article and are laughing at each other.

Zhang Zhe finally turned the book in his hand to the first page again, and read it aloud.His voice was so loud that it echoed slowly in the canyon, and even reached the nunnery on the other side.

"Philodging radishes with lychees, the Sanlu family feels it as a coquettish; ghosts and snake spirits, and long-clawed men sing and become obsessed; self-sounding sounds of nature, it is natural to not choose a good sound. The fire of pine and autumn fireflies, the charms compete for glory; chasing each other The dust of wild horses is a joke."

All three of Huo Bingcheng were startled, but this article was unheard of!

After Zhang Zhe read the preface and then read the main text again, these few people realized that this is actually a story.

"To Song Gong, the ancestor of my sister-in-law, who was tabooed and born in Yilin. One day I was sick, and I saw the officials holding the ultimatum, and led the white horse to come..."

Juan [-], Examination of the City God, Juan [-], People in the Ear, Juan [-], Corpse Transformation.!

After reading the third chapter, Zhang Zhe could no longer hear any movement from the three of them. It seemed that the surrounding wind was getting louder and the night was getting colder.

Zhang Zhe actually read "Strange Tales from a Liaozhai Studio" in the middle of the night, and he didn't care whether the other people would be scared to death by him.

He read the seventh chapter "Painting the Wall" in one breath, until he faintly heard the chattering sound of brother Jiyuan's teeth chattering next door, then Shi Shiran stopped reading.

At this moment, a loud female voice on the opposite bank suddenly uttered the Buddha's name, and the sound of chanting sutras was louder than before in the evening class, and there were at least a hundred bhikkhunis in their posture.

Zhang Zhe couldn't laugh or cry at once. Aren't these bhikkhunis "subduing demons and eliminating demons"?And the target they targeted seemed to be the one who was telling the ghost story loudly just now?
This is a mess!

Zhang Zhe fell asleep amidst a Sanskrit sound, sleeping extremely comfortably.

It was just dawn, when he was sleeping soundly, Huo Bingcheng, with two dark circles under his eyes, rushed into his room angrily.

Zhang Zhe, who was awakened by the alarm, only realized that this brother was too frightened to close his eyes all night after hearing Huo Bingcheng's complaint.

"Don't laugh at me," Huo Bingcheng sighed, "Even the masters on the other side recited the Sutra intermittently all night. You are really harmful!"

Zhang Zhe laughed: "Could it be that chanting scriptures all night is the practice of Lin Chanan, why should Brother Jiyuan be surprised?"

The little Taoist just came to deliver breakfast, and before leaving, he also brought a word to Zhang Zhe for Taoist Qingyin.

"The story is very good, even the sound of chanting is annoying, but it also makes people feel clear."

He also left a bottle of truffle maple ointment, which he said was for Zhang Zhe to moisten his throat at night.

The meaning of Taoism: The scholar did a good job, cleaned up those nuns, the Taoists are in a very happy mood, please continue tonight.

Compared with yesterday's casualness, Taoist priests are obviously much more enthusiastic about Zhang Zhe today.He even arranged for the little Taoist priest to set up a car to send Zhang Zhe and the others into the city to sign up at the Xuezheng Yamen.

The Xuezheng Yamen in the provincial capital is very large, there are at least three big Wuling Xuejuan Yamen, and there is even a Confucian Temple inside.

Zhang and Huo signed up and went to visit the Confucian Temple.

Soon there was commotion outside.

"Zhang Xinzhi is here? You can see someone!"

"It seems that someone has gone to the Confucian Temple, let's go, let's see him go."

Dozens of voices were in a mess, and the footsteps came from the direction of Zhang Zhe and the others. Zhang Zhe, who didn't want to be seen as a monkey show, hurriedly dragged Huo Bingcheng away from the back door of the Confucian Temple.

The back door of the Confucian Temple is not remote at all, but it is a street.

The entrances of the shops all over the street are decorated with colored silk and flowered cloth, and the whole street is where the cloth is sold.The bustling crowd covered Zhang Zhe's "escape" very well, so that a group of people chasing out from the Confucian Temple did not find them at all.

"Come~!" Huo Bingcheng pulled Zhang Zhe into a cloth shop with a big face, "Yuxin has long been thinking about Nanyang's fine cotton brocade, and today I happened to tie a piece with her."

In this Jinxiu workshop, there are not too few guests, about 20 or so.There were all kinds of fabrics and satins all over the walls, and Zhang Zhe thought about it for a while, thinking about adding some to Meng Xiaowan.

Huo Bingcheng's eyes were sharp, and after walking a few steps, he fell in love with a piece of water-green fine cotton brocade, with patterns of mandarin ducks all over it.Just as he stretched out his hand, a fan stretched out from the side and knocked on Huo Bingcheng's hand.

A haughty voice came.

"The thing that the young master likes, you dare to get there first?"

Huo Bingcheng looked at him coldly, but he was a thin man who was half a head shorter than him. He was dressed in a gorgeous black gown with a white border, and his hair was tied with a silver crown.

Zhang Zhe immediately glanced at the opponent's Adam's apple, yes!It's a man!
He just took another look at the red-faced and white-toothed boy next to this person, who was holding one hand and was slowly rubbing it, with that "shy" look on his face.

Zhang Zhe suddenly felt that the breakfast he had eaten rushed to his throat in an instant.

These two are men!
"Lang Jun, this is what I want, and I can't be snatched away!"

Huo Bingcheng couldn't bear the tone, his legs were a little weak, and his stomach was churning endlessly, but fortunately Zhang Zhe supported him quickly.

And the man who knocked people with a fan, seeing Huo Bingcheng's appearance and Zhang Zhe's expression, immediately burst into anger.These two ignorant people dare to laugh at him!

(End of this chapter)