Don't be clouded

Ji Bieyun's eyes dodged, "What can I do, isn't it the same as before?"

Fang Muzhi sneered at his words: "You are too obvious, Ji Bieyun, especially after returning to Beijing. Every time you mention Master Guanchen, do you know what you look like?"

Although he didn't want to talk about this topic, he still couldn't help asking: "What is it like?"

Young Master Fang smiled, "You are like my cousin who raised a thrush. He has already developed feelings, but the family can't see him being a dude, so they forced him to release the bird by himself. Your expression is as distraught as his. , You obviously like it but you want to let it go, once you get back to your senses, you won’t be able to grasp it.”

Ji Bieyun felt as if something had stabbed him in the bottom of his heart, and felt uncomfortable for a while.

He lowered his eyes and didn't speak for a long time. When he spoke again, his voice barely stabilized: "He's a monk, not a bird."

"Aren't they all the same? Aren't you unable to catch it?" Fang Muzhi seemed puzzled, and muttered "indecent" in a low voice.

Ji Bieyun heard it and didn't refute it.

It's true that he can't grasp it, he likes it, but he can't really make the world look like a vulgar person, so he can't even say he likes it.

But Ji Bieyun felt that since he was so restrained, how could he still be scolded?

He became a little annoyed and said: "Are you bored? If you are really bored, go to the stables to brush the horses."

Fang Muzhi put the teacup down heavily, and assumed the attitude of someone who came here, "I thought you only had knives, guns and sticks in your heart, but I didn't expect you to be a lover."

"What kind of love?" Ji Bieyun raised his hand and pointed at the door, "If you disgust me again, just let me out."

Young Master Fang is no longer afraid of his threat, and continued: "The people in Chenjing who love Master Guanchen are at most just dreaming of a girl in spring, but you are lucky. go in?"

Ji Bieyun hesitated, put his hand down, and asked with self-loathing: "Is Guanchen so popular?"

Fang Muzhi laughed, "Let's put it this way, if there was no Master Guanchen, the incense in Xuanqing Temple would be reduced by [-]%. Men and women, who would not take a second look at a fairy like Guanchen? He is quite accomplished in business, treats people with a degree of advance and retreat, wandering between the court and the secular world, it can be said that he is in harmony with the light."

The more he listened to it, the less he liked it.

His eyes lowered unconsciously, and he glanced at himself.He can't be called a god or an immortal, and he is not a gentleman in terms of temperament. The only thing that can compare with Guan Chen is probably his force.

Fang Muzhi was still boasting, as if on purpose, "He is recognized as the next abbot of Xuanqing Temple, and he has a bright future. You like him as a friend, why don't you be ashamed?"

Ji Bieyun crushed the piece of pastry in his hand, he was twisted in his heart, and he didn't have a good expression on his face.

"I don't want it anymore." He said with a hint of anger, "It's shameless to like him? Is he really a fairy? Ordinary people can't be defiled, and even liking is blasphemy? He has indeed become a monk and received precepts. , but I can’t control what I think, why can’t I like it?”

His words were so angry that he uttered all the words he had kept in his heart in one breath.But Young Master Fang burst out laughing, pointed at him and said: "I said you are a kind of love, but you still don't admit it, so it turns out that you are so worried about gain and loss, it almost kills me."

Fang Muzhi smiled for a long time before recovering. Regardless of the boy's terribly dark complexion, he said with a smile on his face: "Are you still worried that you don't deserve to like him? Don't say that, take a mirror and look at yourself, Yiwoshan The bandits have been taken over by you, and the Deng Que Society has also survived, and now you are still a third-rank General Ning Yuan, so you are not worthy of Xiao Xiang to watch the dust?"

Ji Bieyun was stunned, and heard the other party sigh: "Pure love, what can I do without my suggestion, don't you fall five, six, seven or eight times in the word love?"

He didn't react for a while, and asked in a daze, "What did you mention?"

Young Master Fang pulled out a folding fan from the side of his belt, and swished it open in front of him, fully expressing the flamboyant appearance of the son of the aristocratic family.

"For a person like Master Guanchen, whoever thinks about it will have no results. He will spend his whole life with the Buddha and Bodhisattva. Maybe in the future, when you are in love with others, the master is studying the scriptures, and you are dismissed and returned to the field. I'm still studying the scriptures. So you don't have to feel guilty, think about it as much as you want, but don't take liking as love, you have to know how to turn around and don't get too deep."

Ji Bieyun frowned and thought about this passage, but he couldn't convince himself.

"Whether I like it or admire it, or whether I fall into it deeply, can it be up to me to decide?"

Fang Muzhi's expression froze, and he couldn't help cursing: "Elm head!"

"What are you scolding me for?" He immediately became unhappy, "You are a coquette yourself, don't call me a game in the world."

"I'm flirtatious? I play in the world?" Young Master Fang raised his voice, his face full of absurdity, "I clean myself up and never sleep in flowers and willows, but I just read too many stories. Who are you slandering!"

Ji Bieyun suddenly laughed when he heard this, "Oh, it turns out that you just pretended to be someone who came here, and the so-called point is also learned from the storybook, right?"

As soon as these words came out, Fang Muzhi really couldn't refute, and held up the fan to cover most of his face.

He kicked Young Master Fang's stool. Although he was unwell, his strength did not weaken. Seeing Fang Muzhi quickly fell to one side, his arms were flying in the air, and he hooked his feet under the stool to pull him away. back.

Ji Bieyun sat firmly on his own, and said quietly: "Young master, today's words are so rotten in your stomach, you can't even say Guanchen."

Fang Muzhi's exclamation was stuck in his throat, and he hadn't recovered yet, so he glanced at him angrily.

"I advise you to either dispel the idea of ​​admiration yourself, or go to file a complaint tonight and let Master Guanchen alienate you personally."

Ji Bieyun smiled indifferently, and said: "I advise you not to persuade me, I won't listen."

"It's hard to carve rotten wood! Go and look through those scriptures by yourself. Throughout the ages, whoever fell in love with a monk can really get his wish?" Young Master Fang stood up angrily and walked out the door, cursing, "Even Seriously, there are not many monks who like monks and can turn people into vulgar people, so you should think about it yourself!"

He felt uncomfortable, but still had a smile on his face, and shouted at the furious back: "Master, are you not staying with me?"

Fang Muzhi turned around, "I was angry when I saw you, let's go! I'll send someone to pick you up when it gets dark!"

After they left, Ji Bieyun was the only one left in the courtyard.

The shade of the tree swayed gently in the breeze, and he propped his chin, staring at the shadow on the ground, lost in thought for a while.There were many things in his mind, but in the end he settled on Fang Muzhi's words of persuasion.

Although he is stubborn, it depends on the situation.For things like the Liu family and Chongzhou, he must fight to the end, but he has no ambitions when it comes to love.

The beginning of love came late, at this age he had already lost the innocence of children.

He himself is having a difficult time, so he can also understand the difficulty of watching dust.Although the senior disciple of Xuanqing Temple looked glamorous, Guanchen must have paid a lot to gain a firm foothold in this position.Therefore, he doesn't want to disturb Guan Chen's life because of his own liking.

In other words, it is enough for him to deviate from the orthodoxy, and there is no need to drag Guanchen into the water.

Ji Bieyun thought clearly, but he couldn't hide the pain in his heart.What's more, the current situation of Xuanqing Temple is unclear, the more he sat here, the more worried he became, he simply got up and walked out of the room, covered with a layer of warm sunshine and walked outside.

When he got to the kitchen, Xu Yang was sitting beside the temporary stove outside, the bench was also very short, and he huddled there, fanning the stove with a cattail fan.

A strong smell of medicine filled the air, Ji Bieyun hadn't smelled this smell for a long time, and couldn't help wrinkling his nose in disgust.

Xu Yang caught a glimpse of his expression and smiled, "Can't wait to drink the medicine? He ran over by himself."

He also moved a small bamboo stool from under the wall, sat down beside it, and said softly, "How many copies of the complaint have you made?"

Xu Yang also lowered his voice, and replied: "One copy is almost finished, and it is locked in the cabinet in my room."

However, when he said this, his expression was a little hesitant, as if he was weighing whether he could say it, and he said after a while: "I also read it from beginning to end, it is difficult for you to find out these, one by one, if the governor still If he lives, he will be thrown into prison."

"It's difficult for me. It should be said that it has been difficult for the people for many years, but the emperor is unwilling to investigate thoroughly." Ji Bieyun looked down at the flames, and a slight heat wave hit him, but he didn't want to hide.

Xu Yang's tone was low: "I've been with the lord, and I've seen Sheng Yan many times. They are brothers of the same mother, but their temperaments are completely different. The Holy One was canonized as a prince when he was young, and his temperament is more perverted... you I don't know if it's a blessing or a curse to be chosen by His Majesty to be a confidant."

He smiled, "If I am really willing to let the emperor take advantage of me, how can I let you copy the complaint? You don't have to worry too much, I will not take refuge in any party, including the emperor."

"Hey, you..." Xu Yang choked, and quickly explained, "I don't mean to doubt your position. Since I was assigned to you by the prince, I have nothing to do with that side. I can still tell who is the boss. Yes, don't think too much about it."

Ji Bieyun patted Xu Yang on the shoulder, "Brother Xu, calm down, I just want to clarify the matter, and I have no other intentions. I can tell who treats me well, the prince has helped me so much, you also Treat me so well, I don't mind whether you still have connection with that side or not."

Seeing that Xu Yang was still arguing, he said helplessly: "Besides, I am relieved to hand over the original complaint to you. Isn't that called trust?"

Xu Yang looked at him for a long time, he stopped even waving his fan, and then he sighed after a long while, then turned his eyes to the stove, and took another look carefully.

"Sometimes you always forget that you haven't reached the crown yet, you can see more clearly than anyone else, and you don't speak out when you are hurt or suffering. I really don't know how you developed your temper."

Ji Bieyun chuckled.He can't see through everything, but he is used to hiding it in his heart.

He changed the subject, "By the way, I'm going out tonight."

Xu Yang didn't even raise his eyes, he said clearly, "Are you going to Xuanqing Temple?"

Ji Bieyun was startled, why does everyone seem to be able to read minds?

"how do you know!"

Xu Yang shook his head, "I kept shouting Xuanqing in my sleep, fortunately no one else heard it, otherwise I don't know how to help you."

He was silent, a little embarrassed, snatched the cattail leaf fan, fanned vigorously but didn't speak.

Xu Yang let him mess around and fell silent.

After a long time, Ji Bieyun said softly: "Brother Xu, let Uncle Hao make some snacks. It's still the old rule, one candied fruit and one Poria cocos cake."

He kept staring at the small stove, only to hear a faint sigh from the side.

The author says:

Sudden addition!From this week onwards, it will not be updated every week. It is planned to be updated every six days and rest on Thursday.