Zhutian: My skills are not serious

Chapter 823: All are princesses, and all are equally blessed (two in one)

Xu Qian'an didn't know who spread the rumor about Shengxing in the capital. How Wei Yuan colluded with the monk and how the monk broke the impasse was their business. After he, Zhu Guangxiao and Song Tingfeng received their reward and vacation, they went to the Jiaofangsi to listen to music. Because he saw someone who was suspected to be Princess Huaiqing's maid holding the poems he wrote to Fuxiang to look for the talented Yang Ling, he remembered that Nangong Qianrou told him that it was Princess Huaiqing who introduced him to be the night watchman, so he "became inspired to write poetry". At the invitation of the talented men, he recited an "On the Love of Lotus" on the spot, which won applause and cheers from the whole room. Finally, he said that he did it for Princess Huaiqing.

But for some reason, the woman dressed as a man, suspected to be the eldest princess's maid, did not contact him. She spat and turned away. He was very confused and puzzled.

……

A small house by the lake on the outskirts of the city.

Squeak, squeak, squeak.

The swing facing the lake was swaying, with the ropes wrapped in red and green, and a few blooming flowers inserted in the middle.

Less than three meters away from the swing, the second princess Lin'an, who often competed with the eldest princess Huaiqing, was wearing a moon-white palace skirt and holding a red silk in her hands, walking back and forth at the desk.

In her hand was a piece of paper with a line of words written on it: "People love peonies very much, but I only love the lotus that grows out of the mud but remains unstained, and washes in the clear water but remains coquettish..." It was exactly what the talented scholar Yang Ling said about his love for lotus at the Jiaofang Bureau yesterday.

"Presented to Princess Huaiqing."

"Respectfully presented to Princess Huaiqing..."

"Huai Qing, it's Huai Qing again!"

Thump, thump, thump.

The palace mascot with a pair of cute dimples when she smiled angrily tore the paper into pieces, lifted up her skirt and ran quickly, ran to the edge of the waterside pavilion where there was no railing and threw the paper into the water. This made her feel better, but because she did not brake, her feet had no roots and she fell forward. She swung her arms and grabbed with her hands, but she could not save herself from her fate and fell into the lake amid the exclamations of the guards.

Her eyes swept across the pier leading to the manor gate and saw the panic-stricken face of the personal maid Gangzi, and the handsome monk in coarse monk's robes behind Gangzi. She thought to herself, it's over, Princess, I was thinking about showing off the grace and elegance of the Dafeng royal family in front of the bald donkey in Tianyu, but I end up being a drowned rat.

The guards and maids were all screaming and in a panic. Only Chu Pingsheng smiled knowingly. He watched the Second Princess of Dafeng dive into the water, struggling like a hen that had fallen into the water. The guards at the entrance of the pavilion jumped into the water to save her without saying a word.

Chu Pingsheng certainly had the ability to prevent her from having close contact with the lake water, but he did not help others, because if he did not help others, he would be happy, so happy that he could not suppress the smile on his face.

One of the shoes embroidered with a phoenix pattern was thrown on the edge of the pavilion, and the other was bobbing in the water. The soaked princess stood next to the swing, with water dripping down her clothes, hair, nose tip, and chin. She was panting heavily and coughing occasionally, probably because she was choked.

The palace skirt, which was not thick to begin with, became wet and stuck tightly to her body, revealing clear lines and visible chest and abdomen.

To be fair, it's a bit small, the kind that A can't afford.

But it doesn't matter. As an experienced person, he is sure and certain that as long as he gives her a seed, he can harvest two sweet, plump and juicy fruits, which is not bad.

"You...what are you looking at!"

The maids were busy picking the seaweed off her head and body. The soaked princess looked up and met that improper gaze. She immediately realized that her predicament was not as simple as falling into the water.

Gangzi also realized the problem and hurried forward to block Chu Pingsheng, but she was not tall enough, so she could only use her hands to cover his eyes while winking at the other two maids.

"Don't look."

Lin'an, supported by her maid, walked towards the inner room dragging her wet skirt. Perhaps because she moved too fast and was too anxious, her feet slipped after running for only two steps, and she fell in front of the screen with a cry, grimacing and shouting "It hurts".

Thinking that the monk who had humiliated Dafeng and made the night watchman Jinluo look bad was right behind her, she held back her tears and climbed up. However, just as her white feet touched the floor, she slipped again. Fortunately, it was much better than before. Just now she fell on her butt, but this time she fell on her butt. The force from bottom to top shook off the little pimple that was stuck in the corner of her eye due to the pain. The drowned princess dropped her hands, raised her head and grinned, "Ah..." and started crying.

What a shame!

The two maids did not dare to force their master to stand up. When they asked her where she felt pain, she did not say anything and just cried. This made them panic and they did not know how to deal with the extremely embarrassing situation.

Chu Pingsheng said: "It seems that cleaning the floor too clean is not necessarily a good thing."

"Don't look!"

Gangzi pushed him out of the pavilion, told Xuanzi to keep an eye on him, turned around and ran to Lin'an, persuaded him, and helped him up and into the inner room.

About an incense stick later, Princess Lin'an, whose character was not well established, changed into a red palace dress and walked out. Her hairstyle and headdress were also changed. There were no more dazzling pearly embellishments, only a golden phoenix hairpin inserted from left to right on her bun.

"Humph."

She snorted in a dignified manner: "Come in."

Xuanzi took the teacup from Chu Pingsheng's hand and gestured for him to come in. He then waved his Zen stick, re-entered the pavilion, and walked in front of the drowned princess.

She swallowed, raised her head slightly, and looked proud.

"Look, is this poem written by you?"

Gangzi took two steps forward and handed him a piece of paper with the words "The guest from Chu's autumn thoughts are written on the yellow leaves, the girl from Wu's night song stops the green clouds" written on it.

"Yes, it was indeed done by me."

"Monk, let me ask you, are you willing to help me write a poem?"

"Uh……"

Not only Chu Pingsheng, but even her personal maid couldn't bear to watch it anymore. She rubbed her temples and sighed repeatedly.

When a monk visits for the first time, he should at least introduce himself first, have a cup of tea together or something, to warm up the atmosphere before stating his intentions. It would be too awkward to try to imitate Huaiqing's style when you don't have Huaiqing's temperament.

"Princess...Princess..." Gangzi reminded in a low voice, pointing to the steaming teacup on the tea table.

"Didn't he just drink?"

"Hey."

Gangzi felt like the sky was falling, and finally realized how difficult it was to make his master understand the ways of the world.

Chu Pingsheng smiled and interrupted the master and servant's little trick: "Writing poems for you? What does it mean?"

"This one……"

Lin'an glanced at the personal female official, and seeing that she didn't say anything, he said with relief: "It will be the 80th birthday of the Royal Grandmother soon. At that time, the palace will hold a poetry competition of all nations. All the princes and princesses will attend the ceremony to celebrate the Royal Grandmother's birthday. I asked Gangzi to summon you because I admire your talent and want you to help me win the championship of the poetry competition and defeat Huai... cough, to please the Royal Grandmother."

In order to prepare for the International Poetry Festival, all the princes and princesses tried their best. The talented man from the Imperial College was recruited by the Seventh Prince, the talented man from Zhiyaxuan was recruited by the Fourth Prince, the talented man from Mingde Zhai was recruited by the Eighth Prince, and even the nine-year-old girl was looking for students with poetic talent everywhere. She was determined to compete with Huaiqing in alchemy and of course she was not willing to be outdone.

Originally, she asked Gangzi to go to the Jiaofangsi to look for Yang Ling, who wrote "Sparse shadows slant across the shallow water, faint fragrance floats in the moonlight at dusk". Last night, she finally met him in the Jiaofangsi, but it turned out that the boy played the whole "Ode to the Lotus", which was good, but he used it to please Huaiqing.

In a rage, she asked Gangzi to find the monk who had defeated Yang Ling in Yingmei Pavilion and had stolen Fuxiang's heart. Although both Gangzi and her brother the Crown Prince said that the monk's poetic talent could not compare to that of Yang Ling, Fuxiang chose the monk to be the top of the pairing class just because she fell in love with him.

The monk was able to win the first time, and maybe he can win the second time as well. Anyway, from her point of view as the most ignorant princess in the palace, there is basically not much difference between "Sparse shadows slant across the shallow water, and faint fragrance floats in the moonlight at dusk" and "The Chu guest's autumn thoughts are written on the yellow leaves, and the Wu girl's night song stops the blue clouds."

Chu Pingsheng said, "What benefit would it bring me if I helped you win the poetry competition?"

Lin'an said generously: "Just tell me how much silver you want."

"I am a poor monk, what use do I have for those yellow and white things?"

"After that is done, I will have someone help you build a temple on the outskirts of the city. You will be the abbot in the future, and there is no need to share a house with the Xu family."

"Monks regard the world as their home and are used to being free. They have no interest in drawing a circle on the ground to confine themselves to a certain corner."

Lin An was anxious: "Then tell me, what do I have to do to make you willing to help me?"

Chu Pingsheng thought for a moment and said, "It's very simple. All you need to do is answer me a question."

"Just one question?"

Lin'an and Gangzi looked at each other, not understanding his actions.

Chu Pingsheng said: "I was born in the heavenly realm and have devoted myself to the practice of Buddhism. No matter where I go or what I do with people, it's all about 'karma'. Is this difficult to understand?"

When he said this, Lin'an laughed.

"I almost forgot that you are a monk. Monks' thoughts are naturally different from those of ordinary people."

After saying this, she raised her eyebrows and winked at the personal maid, meaning, "See, the person this princess has chosen must have some outstanding qualities."

"Monk, go ahead and talk. I'm listening."

Chu Pingsheng said: "It is said that there was a poor scholar who fell in love with a girl from a local gentry family. The local county magistrate wanted to offer the girl to his immediate superior for his own benefit. The girl refused and eloped with the scholar. Who would have thought that the county magistrate would be furious when he found out about this and ordered his men to intercept and separate the couple. The girl could not bear the humiliation and committed suicide by jumping off a cliff..."

Before he could finish his words, Lin'an's face was already filled with anger.

"Monk, tell me where the county magistrate is so abominable, and I will deal with him."

Chu Pingsheng ignored her and continued, "The scholar survived a disaster, and later became successful in martial arts. He returned to his hometown to seek revenge on the dog official. Although the dog official did evil things, he had a well-educated and sensible daughter. In order to save her father, the girl begged the scholar to show mercy and was willing to replace the daughter of the gentry family, to work like a cow or a horse, and to stay by his side for the rest of her life. Do you think this woman was right or wrong?"

"No, she is not the daughter of a gentry family... How can such a thing be exchanged?" Then he said smartly: "But if the scholar agrees, it seems understandable."

Chu Pingsheng asked again: "If you were the county magistrate's daughter, would you hope that the scholar would agree or not?"

"If I were the county magistrate's daughter, I would definitely hope he would agree."

Chu Pingsheng said: "I understand."

"What about the International Poetry Festival?" "I will help you."

"Is that all?" Lin'an opened his mouth slightly, as if he had not expected the monk's question to be so simple that he could pass it by answering it casually.

"Amitabha, what is fate? Some people are deeply engraved in your heart after just one look at them, while others can be together for ten years but still have different dreams."

Lin'an couldn't understand all this, she only knew that the monk agreed.

"Princess..." Gangzi gave another look.

"what happened?"

"poetry."

"Oh, yes, poetry." She quickly responded: "Then I have to understand your level, right? What if the poem you wrote at the Jiaofang Bureau last time was just a flattering work?"

Chu Pingsheng said nothing and took out a piece of paper from his sleeve.

Lin'an took it, glanced at it and read, "I was worried that my love would damage my Buddhist practice, and I was afraid that I would leave the city when I went into the mountains. How can I have the best of both worlds, not to disappoint the Tathagata and not to disappoint you?"

She blinked and looked at the lady-in-waiting with a questioning look.

Chu Pingsheng ignored her, struck the ground with his Zen stick, making a clattering sound, and walked outside.

"Hey, you..."

Lin'an raised his head, wanting to ask him to stay, but in the end he just waved to the eunuch at the door, indicating that he should see him off.

"Gangzi, this poem..."

The female official chewed for a while and said, "Princess, this monk seems to have a lot of stories."

"I asked you whether the poem was well written. Who cares whether it has a story?"

"Hard to say."

"It's hard to say, so it's not good?"

"This... oh... Princess!"

Gangzi was very upset, but finally thought: "Good poem."

"Really? Don't lie to me."

"Princess!" Gangzi stamped his feet and said, "If you don't believe me, give it to His Royal Highness the Crown Prince and ask him to comment on it."

"I won't give it to my brother. If it's really a good poem, what if he steals it?"

Lin'an was very proud and waved the paper.

"Gangzi, are you convinced?"

"What to serve?"

“I admire my good taste.” The soaked princess, who had forgotten the pain after her wound healed, said as she walked to the front of the swing. “I knew it, the monk must be quite capable to beat Yang Ling in the duel at the Jiaofangsi. Now, because of the disturbance he made at the night watchman’s office, the Fourth Prince and the Seventh Prince dare not come to recruit him. They don’t dare, but I do. Imagine that a monk from the Heaven Realm who is at least at the third level of the Vajra Realm, a great monk that even the Duke of Wei cannot conquer, is now my guest official. I have gained a poetic talent and earned face for Dafeng at the same time. I have killed two birds with one stone. My father and mother will definitely praise me when they know about this. Humph, Huaiqing, what can you compare with me? Hahaha…”

The more she thought about it, the happier she felt, and the more she couldn't suppress her excitement. She was just about to express her emotions by the lake, but she stepped on a puddle of water that had not yet dried up, and her footing became unstable. She tilted her body and fell into the lake in front of Gangzi's astonished gaze.

Linan: Come again?!

"Princess!"

Plop, water splashed everywhere.

At this time, Xuan Zi had already sent Chu Pingsheng to the gate of the manor. Hearing the sound of falling into the water from the waterside pavilion and the maid's scream, they both turned back.

"The princess's etiquette for welcoming and seeing off guests is, well, very unique."

Xuanzi: "..."

……

Xu Qian'an hasn't had a good time recently. Nangong Qianrou is narrow-minded and he can't afford to offend her. He thinks Yang Yan is a good person, so he jumps to work for Yang Yan and follows Li Yuchun of Chunfengtang.

He thought that Yinluo, who had seen the power of the consecration monk, would not dare to make things difficult for him, but it turned out to be completely different. Take the matter of patrolling the city, for example. Didn't he just go to the Sitianjian to see Miss Chu Caiwei with big eyes and Song Qing with great fortune? As a result, Li Yuchun was furious and scolded him. Fortunately, he was not idle during the time he was a night watchman. He conducted a profound reflection on the current rules and regulations, combined with modern ideas to find various loopholes, and used them to fight back against Li Yuchun. Nangong Qianrou, the little bitch, wanted to beat him, but a cup of tea was poured on her from the Haoqi Building, which scared her so much that she dared not act rashly. At last, she was proud of herself.

"Ning Yan is back? We are short of one, do you want to play with me?"

People in the alley asked him to join in.

"Uncle Liu, did you know that I just received my monthly salary? Do you want to win my money again? I tell you, no way."

Xu Qian'an glared fiercely at the old fellow with a moustache and dressed like an accountant. Ever since this group of people knew that he had joined the night watchmen and his monthly salary had increased from two taels of silver when he was a constable to five taels of silver, they had been looking for him to make up the numbers whenever they had something to do. If he agreed, he would lose.

It was too strange that he lost every time with his luck of picking up money on the street every day. Later, he became careful and observed the subtle movements and expression changes of Uncle Liu and others. Finally, he found out the trick. It turned out that the old man had discussed with the guys who played mahjong together to plot against him. Three rounds and one, no matter how lucky he was, there was nothing he could do.

"mean."

"If you're afraid of losing, just say so. Why are you talking nonsense?"

"You see, the master of consecration is not like you."

"You're not like me who always loses money, right? You can't even beat him in three rounds, right? Then I'll go and ask the master of consecration to come and make up the numbers with you guys."

Uncle Liu, the owner of the calligraphy and painting shop, and the old lady from the pancake shop who smelled like chopped green onions fell silent.

Xu Qian'an pushed open the gate of the Xu Mansion with a smile of victory, but he couldn't smile anymore as soon as he stepped over the threshold. He saw that the courtyard was even more lively than outside. The monks had their eyes covered with green cloth and were touching people all over the yard. Xu Lingyin was fine, as she was just a child and liked to play hide-and-seek. Xu Lingyue, a girl who had just got married, also covered her mouth and played fooling around with her sister. Fortunately, Xu Xinnian was not there. If he knew that his sister was playing this with the monk, he would have wanted to pick up a knife and kill her.

Well, the two sisters are playful, so I tolerate it, but why do you, a woman whose son can get married, also come? She is standing in the corridor with a seductive smile on her face, trying to steal Fuxiang's show, saying "Master, come and catch me".

Looking at the four women and one man in the yard, and then at his second uncle who was standing on the roof gazing at the sky and groaning, Xu Qian'an coughed, but no one paid any attention to him.

"cough!"

He coughed again, which made Li Ru unhappy.

"If you want to pass, pass quickly, but get out of here and don't block my way."

"..."

Xu Qian'an dejected and closed the door silently to avoid being seen by the neighbors. He climbed up the ladder, sat next to his second uncle, and looked at the sunset in the distance together.

"How long has it been since you last came back?"

"About half a month."

"Didn't Aunt say anything about going to Yunlu Academy to see him?"

Xu Pingzhi shook his head: "I really don't know if she still has this son in her heart."

Xu Qian'an glanced down and the monk pounced forward. The petite Xu Lingyue twisted her waist, kicked her legs, and slipped away. Li Ru took the opportunity to shake her handkerchief, touched the monk's cheek, then turned and ran away.

Too...pornographic!

King Zhou.

"Uncle, are you going to let Aunt and Lingyue mess around like this? If the neighbors see them, they will definitely say something bad about them."

"Do you think I want to?" Xu Pingzhi said, "It's your second aunt who said that we should give the master's family warmth, stay away from Tianzong, resist Hedao, and refuse to become a tool. Your sister also said that he is so miserable. A happy family like ours needs to give him more patience and love. Hide and seek is a child's game. What bad consequences can there be?"

Xu Qian'an looked at the people in the yard, then at the red clouds in the sky, and thought that this couldn't go on any longer. The monk had united the women of the Xu family, so the men of the Xu family would have to unite as one...

He patted his uncle's shoulder and was about to say what was on his mind when he heard Fuxiang, who was hiding in the corner, shout upwards, "Captain Xu, come and play with us."

The captain of the Imperial Sword Guard, who had just been sighing and had a green forehead, shivered as if a basin of cold water had been poured on him during the dog days of summer. He suddenly became very happy and walked towards the courtyard with a bright face, while responding, "Miss Fuxiang, I'm here..."

Xu Qian'an was dumbfounded and waved his fist at the back of the guy who had no bottom line and no principles.

So annoying!

Just when he made up his mind to ignore Xu Pingzhi's troubles, a knock on the door caught his attention.

"Excuse me, is this the home of Xu Pingzhi, a captain of the Imperial Sword Guards?"

Xu Pingzhi, who was preparing to arrest someone on behalf of the monk, tore off the green cloth covering his face, walked to the door with a unhappy heart, grabbed the handle and pulled it: "It's me, what do you want to do?"

It was so hard for him to be King Zhou but he was interrupted by others. It would be strange if he could be in a good mood.

The person standing outside the door said, "I am the Princess Guardian Chen Ying, and I want to see the Master of Opening the Light."

(End of this chapter)