This sentiment [Xiu Xian]

Before the two went to the mortal world, Wen Zhe first sent a message to Mr. Hua with the paper crane in the storage bag.

This is the first time he has used a paper crane. After seeing the small thing the size of an adult's thumb flying out gracefully, Wen Zhe said a little worriedly: "Will it be damaged by the next rain? What if?" What if someone stops you?"

"One rain can't hurt." Ping Jiangyue said casually: "If someone intercepts him, it's time for that person to cry in fright."

"Ah?" Wen Zhe blinked in disbelief,

Ping Jiangyue laughed out loud: "Young master, there is Mr. Hua's personal mark on the corner of the paper crane. If someone really wants to stop him, that person will scare himself to death first. No matter what, he must put the paper crane back again." Let it out. Don't worry, young master, the news will not be detained. If it can be detained, Ping will eat the thunder in his palm."

"Come on, young master, the journey is a bit long this time." Ping Jiangyue raised her hand and drew Fei Jian: "If you really feel bored, young master can sing a song for me."

Wen Zhe jumped on Feijian, raised his eyebrows and said, "Why do I sing to you when I'm bored?"

Ping Jiangyue said innocently: "Is the young master impotent? Then it's the same if you tell stories."

The focus is not on singing or storytelling at all.Wen Zhe glanced at Ping Jiangyue who was pretending to be crazy and foolish, and wondered if Ping Jiangyue herself was bored, so she casually made fun of herself and said deliberately: "It's nothing unusual for me to sing and tell stories. The journey is long, so I won't do boring things It would be better to hear you sing and sing."

To Wen Zhe's surprise, Ping Jiangyue didn't find all the excuses to shirk.He tilted his head and said casually, "I'll come? That's also possible."

When the flying sword rose into the air, its area increased more than ten times, enough for two grown men to lie flat on it.Ping Jiangyue shook her hair, sat down cross-legged casually, tapped the blade of Feijian rhythmically with her fingers, and sang slowly: "Yam noodles, steamed square cakes, cooked dim sum with fire. Sweet and sour juice Mix pagoda rice, oily noodles in one pot..."

Wen Zhe was still a Qi-refining practitioner. He didn't have bigu in the first place, and he didn't eat anything for a long time. He was so hungry after being sung by this song, he immediately asked, "Where did you learn this song?"

"When I went to the human world last time, I heard some children sing." Ping Jiangyue smiled serenely: "Young master, have you never eaten these things?" After Wen Zhe nodded, he said with satisfaction: "It's okay, I've eaten it all, it tastes really good."

Wen Zhe: "..."

At this moment, Wen Zhe felt an urge to beat Ping Jiangyue.

The distance to the human world far exceeds the length from Yingriyu to the black market. Ping Jiangyue not only sang a few songs (almost all the songs in the back list list the names of dishes, and Wen Zhe suspects that some of them are composed by himself.) , and told Wen Zhe some human stories.Seeing that Wen Zhe was very interested in the policies implemented by Mr. Han Luhua in the world, he talked to Wen Zhe about it.

"School is probably the place where Master Xie worries the most. Even now, Master Xie will take a look at the revision of textbooks. Yes, there are two basic subjects in Kaimeng, literature and mathematics. However, I heard that at that time, Master Xie The Lord said 'finally the English language can be canceled', which is a bit confusing."

At this time, it was getting late, the setting sun had already disappeared half of the horizon, and the faint outline of the town appeared in Wen Zhe's field of vision.Ping Jiangyue also stopped talking, and said with a smile: "That's it."

At this hour, even the gates of the city will be closed, and many stalls will be cleared up, not to mention schools and Cilaotang.The long street was covered with the afterglow of the setting sun, and the scattered pedestrians formed a kind of lonely atmosphere.

Ping Jiangyue was not affected by the atmosphere at all, and walked into the city with Wen Zhe locked at the city gate.The monk's attire was different from that of the human world, and the soldiers guarding on both sides recognized it and saluted the two respectfully.

"A little uncomfortable." Wen Zhe whispered.

Jiang Yue groaned, flicked her sleeves, and a stream of air appeared out of thin air, supporting the movements of the two guarding soldiers who wanted to salute: "There is no need to salute too much."

The city that Jiangyue moved to was not far from the Yingri area, and received a lot of favors from Lord Hanhua, many of whom were monks.Although the people in the city saw the monks being fresh and curious, they would quietly point and discuss from a distance, but they were no longer bowing down like they were decades ago.So Wen Zhe and the two traveled smoothly together.

The two found an inn named Pengshan on the street.Seeing Ping Jiangyue walking in without thinking, Wen Zhe stopped for a moment and looked at the signboard of the inn, guessing in his mind the relationship between the faint lotus pattern on the signboard of the inn and Mr. Hua.

As soon as he entered the door, a young woman with a decent smile greeted her: "Please come inside. May I ask if the two elders are going to be top-notch or staying in the hotel?"

People who work in the inn always have some eyesight. Wen Zhehe Ping Jiangyue's clothes are different from those of ordinary guests. This young woman can tell at a glance, so she is called "immortal elder".

"Stay in the hotel, two Tianzi rooms, and then serve a table of food, if there is fruit wine, you can have some." Ping Jiangyue said naturally: "This young man next to me is going out for the first time, and he is very curious. Madam, please tell him about the incident in the inn."

"It's my concubine's duty to say what the head fairy said." The young woman introduced with a sweet smile: "I'll teach the head fairy that our sign has been favored by all the guest officials, and it's considered lively if it can be opened all over the world." When you are walking outside and see the word "Pengshan", it is probably our brother's shop. I don't know if you have seen the lotus in front of the door just now. You live in this shop, and there are teahouses, restaurants and clothing stores around it. , as long as there is a lotus mark on it, and if you want to name it, the guy in our inn will send it to you."

Having said that, the young woman turned around, took a few pieces of paper from the counter and handed them over: "Here is the name of the store and the list we listed. As long as it is on the list, Xiao Xianchang can tell the clerk in the store, let's put the calf I will bring you back even if I run away.”

"As for staying in the hotel," the young woman turned her head to Ping Jiangyue and asked, "Have the two elders applied for a card? If not, would you like to get one?"

"Get one." Ping Jiangyue took out an ingot of gold from the storage bag and put it on the counter: "Please also ask Madam to tell him about the card application."

"It's easy to say." The young woman quickly collected the bill, turned around and went to the back of the counter to take out a card in silver: "Take it, Immortal, this is the VIP card of our Pengshan Inn. The code word of this card is It’s like Lan Sixin. When the card is issued by the main store, there are marks and code words marked on it. When you stay in any Pengshan inn in the future, you only need to take out this card to report the code words. Our store will only charge you [-]% money."

Wen Zhe looked at the card in his hand, the lotus pattern was printed on the card, the number "one thousand two hundred five hundred three" was marked on one corner, and the two big characters "Pengshan" were engraved in the middle.

"There are storytellers and singers in the store from Yinshi to Youshi. You can give some rewards if you look at it well. Our house also has a waiter at night. If you want hot water and food, just ask for it. There are still four rooms left in the Tianzi shop. I'll take the two of you over there, and you can see which one you like better, and we'll bring the food later."

The young woman saluted, raised her hand as a gesture of "please", took the two of them upstairs, and chose a room.

It will take a while for the food and wine to be served, Wen Zhe used the spare time in the middle to ask Ping Yue, "Does the dark lotus pattern on the plaque have something to do with Mr. Hua?"

"Theoretically speaking, there is still such a distant and subtle relationship as your nephew's neighbor's classmate." Ping Jiangyue lazily leaned on a grand teacher's chair: "Mr. Places such as public schools and public pharmacies deliberately left a management and scheduling organization in the world, called the Keats Society. Someone took the line of the Keats Society and established the Holy Lotus Chamber of Commerce-don't think about it, the name is for To please Xiezhu, all merchants who have joined the Holy Lotus Chamber of Commerce will have dark patterns of lotus flowers on the plaques."

"Tomorrow, I'll take you to a school or something like that, and you'll know. The plaques of the public place funded by Mr. Hua have painted lotus flowers on them."

Wen Zhe groaned, lowered his head and fell into thought.

Ping Jiangyue didn't interrupt his train of thought, but just comfortably nestled in the Taishi's chair.After a while, he raised one of his legs carelessly and whistled lowly.

Xiao Er knocked on the door a few times, and a table of exquisite and easy-to-cook dinner was served like water.The guy brought a silver jug ​​filled with apricot wine for the last time, and bowed his waist: "Take it easy, you two. The little one is on this floor to greet you. If you want to do something, just call the little one."

Ping Jiangyue waved Xiao Er to go down, ironed a pair of chopsticks and a set of dishes, wiped them off slowly, and pushed them from the table to Wen Zhe: "Young master, let's eat something first, if there is something you can't figure out, you can Think while eating, and you can also tell me."

Wen Zhe thanked him, picked up the chopsticks, but was not in a hurry to pick up the food, but said slowly: "Mr. Hua said to me, 'The greater the power, the greater the responsibility'. But if you look at it the other way around, if the responsibility is small , will the power still be so great? I know a thing or two about human affairs, Mr. Hua has assumed the responsibility that should be borne by the country, and the imperial power..."

"The imperial power is naturally emptied." Ping Jiangyue took over the conversation naturally: "Young master can think of this, which really surprises me, but you don't need to bother thinking about such things. Usually, when the imperial power is concentrated, the people can be guaranteed Only pay a three-point tax? Can you guarantee that boys and girls of the right age can basically have books? Can you guarantee that everyone can have a clean and cheap place to see a doctor? They can’t, but Master Xie can. I'm not interested, but a vegetarian doesn't need that much power, right?"

While talking, Ping Jiangyue ironed a set of tableware for herself and came out: "Young master, if you want to ask the princes and nobles if there are any people who are not convinced - of course there are, there are many. If you look at it, we are kind People, if they are unhappy, they can be reasonable, but who can they blame if they don’t see Master Xie. Of course, if they don’t want to be reasonable, they can fight.”

With Jiang Yue's relaxed and calm tone, Wen Zhe almost laughed out loud when he heard it: fight?Who is that bullying?

Putting aside the question he was thinking about, Wen Zhe picked up a chopstick and tasted the choy sum. Sure enough, the soup was well seasoned, with just the right amount of salt and lightness.

The curiosity and anticipation of this trip to the world was kicked off by this delicious dish.

On the second day Wen Zhe got up early and went downstairs to the hall to have morning tea.There is a storyteller sitting at the front of the hall, who is talking about Mr. Han Luhua.Wen Zhe listened intently, but he heard the gentleman say: "Everyone, judges, today we will talk about the Holy Spirit Zhaoren, Qing, Miao, and Huixian Jun Xianjun punishing corrupt officials and scolding corrupt officials."

Wen Zhe: "..."

Ping Jiangyue raised her head from her morning tea and said in surprise, "Hey, the title this gentleman mentioned is seven or eight characters shorter than the book I heard last time."

Wen Zhe: "..."

Because Jiang Yue didn't notice Wen Zhe's full of slander, she said again: "This time it was renamed 'Grand Master'? In fact, last time they called Master Xie 'Grandfather'."

Wen Zhe: "..."