From now on, the Son of Heaven does not come early

Chapter 788 Accept the current person
Abbot Fayuan stood outside the Meridian Gate. He first touched his bald head to make sure that there was no dust or any leaves or bird droppings. Then he lowered his head and straightened his clothes. After making sure that the emperor got mad for a while, he would not be tripped by shoelaces when he ran away, so he reached out and knocked on the courtyard door.

There was silence in the empty yard, and in the dark night, there was only a weak light in the main room. People in the countryside couldn't afford candles, so they only used kerosene and inserted a cotton thread to illuminate it. Naturally, it was not as good as the light of a candle. Come bright.

The old woman was sewing under the lamp oil, mending men's clothes.

Feng Junran walked in from the outside and saw the old man squinting his eyes struggling to put on the needle and thread, the man walked over slowly, took the needle and thread from his rough hand, gave it lightly, and the thread went through the needle hole Then the man handed the needle over, and the old lady happily took it, showing the few teeth left in her mouth.

"Okay, he's such a good boy. If the old Ruo'er was at your age, he would definitely be so filial."

While smiling, the old woman slowly pinched the clothes up, aligned the gaps, and sewed slightly tremblingly.

Feng Junran sat on the side and watched slowly. People in the harem don't need to mend clothes by themselves, except for the empress dowager. or the trousers that were accidentally dropped and damaged, the Empress Dowager would happily take them over like this, squinting her eyes and struggling to sew like this.

So the man couldn't help being slightly moved, even in a village, in a dilapidated old house, he suddenly had the illusion of returning to the past.

At this moment, there was a knock on the door, and the man frowned slightly and glanced outside.

His dark eyes pierced the night, and he could vaguely see a little yellow robe through the crack of the door, but because it was hidden in the night, the yellow robe had a somewhat dull color, making it less eye-catching.

So the man turned his head indifferently, and continued to quietly sew and mend with the old man.

The old woman couldn't help but look up, and when she heard the knocking on the door was still going on, she couldn't help but said: "Go, open the door and see who it is, and then I've said everything I need to say, so don't you need to be bothered by it?"

Feng Junran obviously heard these words in his heart. After a while, he slowly stood up, walked to the door, and opened the door.

In the darkness, only this big bald head is very eye-catching.

Feng Junran glanced indifferently. The bald Buddha was not afraid of the man's condensed eyes, but still smiled and folded his hands together: "Amitabha! You are so kind."

Feng Junran interrupted directly: "What's the matter?"

The Buddha smiled: "The poor monk wants to take a rest in the donor's house..."

Before he finished speaking, he heard the man say: "No!"

"Forehead……"

Fa Yuan coughed in embarrassment, and said with a smile: "Benefactor, do more good deeds, and good deeds will definitely be rewarded."

"I only value this life, not the next life!"

"Forehead……"

The Buddha immediately burst into tears, why every time Mao meets the Emperor, he is the one who suffers?

Foye wiped his head, and suddenly saw the old man who was spinning the thread inside the room. Foye's eyes lit up, and he slid past the man like a loach, and rushed into the main room in a few steps.

"Amitabha, benefactor, you have the fate of Buddha!"

The old woman raised her head tremblingly, and seeing the Buddha with a golden body under the lamplight, she couldn't help but grinned happily.

"Oh, it's Buddha, with a golden body!"

amount……

This is a golden cassock, mother-in-law, do you really think he is a clay figurine in the temple?

Fa Yuan laughed sarcastically, seeing Feng Junran walking slowly, he said hastily.

"Amitabha, benefactor, poor monk and benefactor, you have a Buddha relationship, I wonder if you can stay overnight."

The mother-in-law nodded without thinking: "Of course it is good! There are so many empty houses!"

The Buddha was overjoyed, turned his head and looked at His Majesty the Emperor with a smile, saluted, clasped his hands together, and said proudly: "Amitabha!"

Feng Junran frowned slightly, then turned his head and walked straight out of the house, leaped, and landed on the roof neatly and unrestrainedly, staring at the sky full of stars quietly.

At this moment, in the yard next door, Ye Xiaoxiao was lying comfortably on the recliner, also admiring the stars all over the sky, the small table beside her was filled with all kinds of snacks, Zhan Hong gave The man was shaking the fan, even though he was sweating from the heat, there was no sign of stopping.

The night breeze brushed over his cheeks with a bit of coolness, Feng Junran slowly took off his mask, revealing that stern face.

The slender eyes are cold and dim, bottomless, much deeper than this night, the cool and thin lips draw out the undulating lip line, and the light-colored lips have a soft brilliance under the night.

As if breaking free from the narrow space suddenly, the man put down his mask, stretched his waist, his handsome face flashed a little comfortable laziness, and then he hid himself in the night again, quietly Staring at the little girl enjoying the shade in the yard next door.

"Brother Hong, why are you so nice to me?"

On the reclining chair, the little girl was eating snacks, asking innocently.

Zhan Hong immediately wiped off his sweat: "I'm not being nice to you, I'm just like that to everyone. Others say I'm born to be a bitch!"

Ye Xiaoxiao couldn't help giggling, and Zhan Hong over there let out a long sigh of relief, isn't it so?No way the guy on the roof had to stab himself?

"Brother Hong, if you forget one thing, it's very important, how can you remember it?"

Zhan Hong was startled, glanced at the roof from the corner of his eye, and said calmly after a while: "If the people around you are still the same as before, what difference does it make if you think about it or not?"

In the darkness, the little man who was eating stopped what he was doing, his peach blossom eyes were quietly gazing at the dark night, at the sky full of stars, silent but extremely bright.

"But what should I do if I even forget the people around me?"

Zhan Hong stared at the little man for a while, and then said: "Then go and like the current person!"

People nowadays?

Ye Xiaoxin trembled, and couldn't help subconsciously looking at the next door. The high courtyard wall blocked her view, and the pitch-black night became the most natural barrier. She could only see the faintly undulating roof in the darkness. Can't see anything anymore.

accept the present person?Then... what will the prince brother do?He was so lonely, she couldn't bear to see him alone...

"Brother Prince, won't you be lonely? Xiaoxiao, I don't want you to be lonely..."

The breeze blew away the little man's words, Zhan Hong picked out his ears, and asked, "What are you muttering about?"

But the man on the roof was startled slightly and fell into boundless silence.

It turned out that I couldn't let go of my former self because of this...

There are so many people in this world, but only this one, I can see his loneliness...

(End of this chapter)