Just as Monk Wukong had just dealt with a gambling stick Ren Hong, he was relaxed: the monk at the entrance of the gambling house was not as good as a monk and planned to stretch, he heard a voice from behind him, "Wukong, this lepu is so beautiful! He blindfolded his eyes and threw it at the slightest, which can be called the gambling saint you mentioned. (Look at 'Piaotianwen.com')"

"Oh, I'm talking about Chen County Master." The young monk lazily rubbed the tin staff in his hand behind his back, and said without looking back, "After all, you are a court official. You don't deal with official duties seriously in the county government office, and you are in the gambling house every day. If someone knows, how can you be promoted?"

"Ahem, who said I'm in the brothel every day?" Chen Ke was very guilty and glanced at Cui Yixuan next to him, and then immediately looked serious. "I have always been clean and never set foot in these places. Even this time I came here to find you."

"To find me?" The little monk lazily played Su Qin with a sword in his back, and turned his thick tin staff around behind him, and slowly turned around, "I don't care what you want to do for me, but I'll say it first. I will never go to gambling for you to win money. You must know that Xiaoniao is a Taoist monk and a well-known figure in the religious circle of Huangmei County...."

"Who needs you to gamble for me?" Chen Ke rolled his sleeves, "Let me tell you, when I was under General Huang, I was called Wagangguanpu first-hand... Cough cough," Chen Ke glanced at Cui Yixuan next to me, "I came this time because this distinguished guest wanted to see you."

"Distinguished Guest?" After the little monk Wukong swept Cui Yixuan up and down, he quickly replied, "Since he is a distinguished guest, please wait." As he said that, he heard a crisp jingle sound. The tin staff that the little monk had turned lazily behind him had been inserted straight into his side.

Then, Cui Yixuan saw that the lazy monk's hands were flying up and down around him like a butterfly. After blinking or two, the lazy monk who had just applied for the scattered monk's robe had become neat, and the expression on his young and tender face also became serious and solemn.

"Namo's great freedom king Buddha!" ​​The little monk picked up the tin staff next to him with one hand and respectfully folded his hands together, "My name Wukong, I have met the governor."

"Do you know me?" Cui Yixuan looked at the little monk with a smile on his face. In this moment, the little monk seemed to have become another person, and it should not be said that he had definitely become another person. If he had not seen it with his own eyes, I am afraid that no one would have regarded the little monk in front of him with a very Buddhist appearance and the little monk who had just slapped the table and bet against others as one of them.

"Although I am stingy in this life, I always have a relationship with the governor in the countless disasters in the past. Maybe I was an old friend at the Longhua meeting." The young monk had a calm face and a solemn appearance. "Besides, the governor is now a court official, so his aura is naturally different from others. I can see it at a glance by looking at the qi. (Look at the 'Piaotian Literature Network')"

"Come on, you're not going to get rid of it." Chen Ke, who was next to Cui Yixuan, had already touched, "I'm also a court official, why didn't you see it when you first met me last year?"

"This... Chenxianzun, the so-called method of looking at qi must be adapted to local conditions." Monk Wukong's face was not exposed at all, and he was still talking freely. "When I met Chenxianzun last year, the place was too messy, with a lot of people, and the location was special, and the wealth and evil spirits were swelling. It was normal for me to not see it."

"Where is the mess? Isn't it in this gambling store like now...............?" Chen Ke just said something and realized that something was wrong. He glanced at Cui Yixuan, who was very calm on his face. The little monk seemed to have not heard what he said at all, and reached out to greet Cui Yixuan generously.

"We should talk while walking, Mr. Governor, or let people know that Mr. Governor and Mr. Governor appear in such a low-level gambling house together, which is not a good thing."

"Okay!" Cui Yixuan nodded with a smile, "Where are we going?"

"There is a tea shop in Huangmei County, which also sells some food." Monk Wukong gave in one direction with his hand, "If the governor doesn't dislike it, you might as well come and sit down."

"Okay, just go and sit there!" Cui Yixuan nodded with a smile on his face. Now, Cui Yixuan suddenly realized that this trip to Qizhou as a governor is not a very boring thing.

At least, the little monk in front of him is a very interesting character. The speed of his face change, no, should not be said to be a face change, but in just a few blinks of eyes, the little monk's temperament has completely changed, and he has changed from a monk who looks very unrestrained to a full-blown monk.

The teahouse is not very far from the gambling house, because Huangmei County itself is not the kind of Shangxian County with a large population, so the entire county town is just two large streets, crossing, dividing the county town into four pieces. After turning a corner from the gambling house, Wukong and Cui Yixuan and his group had already arrived at the teahouse.

It is probably because the tea shop is also considered to be the industry in Zhengjue Temple in Shuangfeng Mountain. Cui Yixuan discovered that from the time they followed Wukong in to the private room next to the window on the second floor, no one of the guys came up to greet him. But just after they sat down, a guy had already put a few plates on the table.

Just as the first guy had just put down some plates, the second guy had already walked over with a teapot and a few cups, put down a cup for everyone in a familiar way, and then placed the teapot in the middle of the table.

Then the two guys stepped out without saying a word.

"It made Mr. Cui laugh because I never drank other soup drinks, so the guys here have become accustomed to it. (Look at the 'Piaotian Wenxue.com')" While on the way, because of Cui Yixuan's persistence, the little monk Wukong gave up the governor who sipped on one by one, but followed Chen Ke and Chen County Zun to call Cui Yixuan Cui Gong.

At this time, he looked at Cui Yixuan who was a little surprised, and smiled and brought a cup of tea for Cui Yixuan. "I forgot that Cui Gong is from the Cui family in Qinghe. I think that Cui Gong may not be used to such a despicable tea drink. Let's do this, Cui Gong, please try it first. If it is not the same as Cui Gong's appetite, I will ask someone to cook tea for Cui Gong."

"It's okay! Cui is a guest, so let's go with the host!" Cui Yixuan smiled and picked up his tea bowl and took a sip. He felt a little bitter and frowned slightly.

"Mr. Cui, in fact, the way to drink tea is just the four words "justice and elegant". If Mr. Cui is worried, he will only see the pain and not be happy." As he said that, Wukong stood up seriously, picked up the tea cup in front of Cui Yixuan and splashed it off, and then poured him another cup from the pot.

"Mr. Cui can now leave all the worldly affairs behind. Now close your eyes, pick up the teacup, and taste the fragrance of the tea. Now relax, relax, and leave everything in the past behind. Don't be impatient and relax. Yes, that's it. Now, Mr. Cui, open your eyes and you can first look at the tea soup in your hands."

Cui Yixuan opened his eyes gently, not knowing that it was because of Wukong's guidance, Cui Yixuan's mood seemed to be much calmer than before.

At this time, he realized that the bowl of tea in his hand was not the green look he had drunk, but a transparent green color, which seemed to be a piece of jade in the middle of the snow-white porcelain cup.

Then, at the warning of Wukong, Cui Yixuan raised the teacup in his hand and sipped it gently. Although the mouth was still a little bitter, he could immediately feel a faint sweetness coming from his lips and teeth. It seemed that a pure aura penetrated from the tea and spread throughout his body.

"It's indeed the best." Cui Yixuan put down the teacup and said to Wukong, "I didn't expect that your tea would be so best. But strangely, the taste of the first sip I drank is completely different from this."

"Tea is the most pure and pure thing." Wukong explained with a smile, "When drinking tea, you are not irritable. Just now, Mr. Cui's restlessness has dyed a cup of tea. So when you drink it, you only see the bitterness but not the sweetness. When you are in the second cup, Mr. Cui has calmed down, so you can experience the true meaning of tea."

"Young monk Wukong, you are really smart." Cui Yixuan took another sip, put down the teacup, and smiled mockingly. "You can even tell me that I am irritable, so can you tell me why I am irritable?"

"Put the dragon in shallow water, and beside the tiger and the cage, how can the dragon and the tiger not be irritated?" Wukong slowly picked up the teacup and filled Cui Yixuan with another cup. "But one day when the dragon soared on the clouds and the tiger stood on the top of the mountain, they would naturally not be irritated. (Look at the 'Piaotian Silk Network')"

"The dragon soars on the clouds, and the tiger stands on the top of the mountain." Cui Yixuan smiled bitterly, "It's easy to say, but it's actually not that easy."

"Things in the world are naturally complicated, and simple. Many things, although we have many choices, are actually just a choice if we look at them seriously." Wukong's tender face showed a smile.

"The so-called clouds follow the dragon and the wind follow the tiger. There is actually no other reason. It is just a general trend. If there is no wind and cloud power, even with the ability of dragon and tiger, you can only struggle and fall into the shallow water cage. However, once you have the wind and cloud power, you can shake the world. What you lack now is your own wind and cloud power."

"Is the momentum of the wind and clouds?" Cui Yixuan picked up the teacup again and took a sip, his eyes were distracted, as if he was trapped in thinking. Monk Wukong lowered his eyes and slowly picked up the raisins from the plate with his hands, put them at his mouth and bit them gently.

Chen Ke County Magistrate Chen and Dahan Jixuan looked at each other and lowered their heads at the same time. Like Monk Wukong, they picked up snacks from the plate in front of them. After more than ten minutes, Cui Yixuan finally breathed a long sigh and put the teacup in his hand on the table.

"Congratulations to Mr. Cui, relieve his heartache!" Just as Cui Yixuan exhaled, Monk Wukong also put down the raisins in his hand and respectfully put them together.

"This is also thanks to your suggestions from Master Wukong." Cui Yixuan turned his head and looked at Wukong, and suddenly changed the topic, "Actually, from just now, I have always had a question. Master Wukong, can you tell me why you knew who I was when you first met me?"

"The Governor is a noble man, and there is naturally purple air coming from the east on his head," Wukong looked like a charlatan, "so I can see your identity as a Governor at a glance."

"Really?" Cui Yixuan looked at Wukong in a little shocked moment, "When I was in Chang'an, I heard your name by your little master, but I didn't expect that you, you really have great powers!"

"Mr. Cui, don't listen to his nonsense." Chen Ke and County Magistrate Chen interrupted. "When he first met him, he didn't recognize me as the county magistrate, and he even won my salary for two months..."

Halfway through the talk, County Magistrate Chen realized that he had lost his words and closed his mouth awkwardly, showing an embarrassing smile at Cui Yixuan.

"Nonsense..." Wukong raised his eyebrows and said to Chen Ke, "Just like you, the seventh-rank county magistrate, have something on your head? How can you compare with a noble man like Cui Gong who has purple air on his head?"

Chen Ke snorted at Wukong, looking disdainful. (If you read the text novel, go to "Piaotianwen.com")

However, Chen Ke's words did not play the role as due. Cui Yixuan had heard that when Wukong was in Chang'an a few years ago, he was called a monk by His Majesty today. He just forgot the monk's name and remembered that he was just a child.

"Master Wukong, did you really see that there is purple air on Cui's head?" Cui Yixuan said to Wukong with a little excitement.

Although Cui Yixuan doesn’t know anything about magical powers and magic, as a child of the Cui family in Qinghe, he is considered a well-read person, so he still knows exactly what the purple aura on his head means.

The purple air above his head means that he can be the one who can be the prime minister at least in the future!

"This..." Goku blinked, then smiled. "Maybe, maybe, 80% of it, probably..."

"You are just fooling people!" Chen Ke showed a gloating smile, "You can just call me, Wukong!"

"Okay, okay, I'll do it!" Looking at Cui Yixuan's serious eyes, Wukong spread his hands and looked honest. "I am indeed a little trick that ordinary people don't have, but I won't see anyone. I will use the method of looking at him, because Master Daoxin once asked me to let me not use my magical powers in my daily life."

"Why?" Cui Yixuan asked curiously.

"Because Master Daoxin said that the words used to guide people with magical powers and magic are not the sect, but the evil way." Wukong said with a smile, "So unless you encounter some necessary use of magical powers, under normal circumstances, I will not use magical powers, let alone use magical powers to guess others on the road."

"Then how did you know my identity?" Cui Yixuan asked again.

"The so-called poetic and literary spirit is naturally elegant. I can see whether I am a scholar or not?"

"Yeah!" Cui Yixuan nodded.

"Then, first, the position of Mr. Cui, the magistrate of Chen County, shows that his status is lower than Mr. Cui. Secondly, both Mr. Chen and Mr. Cui are wearing casual clothes, and the distance is less than three feet, which means that you are old friends who have known each other for a long time. Besides, I have heard that Mr. Cui, you are here to serve as the governor of Qizhou."

"This is good!"

"The magistrate Chen County is a close confidant of Huang Junhan, Duke Guo Guo. The old friend scholar he knew must have been from Wagang, and had dated General Huang Junhan. In Qizhou, the only scholar who meets all the above conditions is Gong Cui, so..." Monk Wukong used his white and tender little hands to push up next to his eyes, "There is only one truth."

Cui Yixuan looked at Wukong with admiration. "Well, he was quick-witted, and he thought of so many things in an instant. Wukong, you are indeed a little monk!"

"No need to get rid of it!" Chen Ke continued to sabotage Wukong, "Who said that Qizhou is the only one who meets these things? Li Biejia from Qizhou is also an old acquaintance of Wagang and he is also a scholar. It is exactly the same as what you said. You are just fooling around!"

"Okay, just talk." Wukong spread his hands and made a helpless gesture. "There is the last one, and it is also a decisive evidence. Two days ago, I secretly heard the Chen County Magistrate, tell my master Daoxin that in a few days, the newly appointed governor Cui Yixuan will come to invite him to Chang'an according to the current emperor's will."

"The things in this world are indeed complicated, and simple." Cui Yixuan glanced at the County Magistrate Chen who was stunned next to him, suppressed his smile and asked again, "But there is one thing that Master Wukong is wrong. I am on the order of Your Majesty. I am not asking Master Daoxin to go to Chang'an alone, but asking Master Daoxin and Master Wukong to go to Chang'an together."

"Thank you for your great love!" The little monk Wukong showed a calm smile, as if the summoning of such a thing by Your Majesty is simply dispensable to him. "I really make me so grateful!"

"By the way, Master Wukong, Cui has always heard of what you have done in Chang'an, so Cui has a reluctant request, hoping that Master Wukong......"

"Mr. Cui has something to do, so you might as well tell me."

"Actually, Cui means..." Cui Yixuan's face showed a hint of embarrassment. If Cui Yixuan was a little unfamiliar with the name Wukong when he first arrived in Huangmei, then he had already remembered it completely now.

You should know that although Wukong made a big deal in Chang'an City back then, many of the things were not rumored. For example, it was discovered that the Taoist priests of the Shangqing sect used witchcraft curses and that there was no small amount of Jiji, and that was similar to moving the capital to affect the country's destiny, or Wang Yuanzhi's death, etc.

Those who know know know, and those who don’t know can only guess. So even with the last trip to Chang'an, not everyone understands the name Wukong in Chang'an.

Even those involved themselves would not understand it all. As for the other Chang'an powerful people who could know a little bit of things, it would be good.

Cui Yixuan is just one of those people who know a little bit. The reason why he forgot the name Wukong at the beginning was because there were so many things happening in his dog skin that made him not even mind to think about other irrelevant little things.

"………… Cui means that I want to ask Master Wukong, you can help Cui see what the future will be like?" After Cui Yixuan said this, his eyes looked at Wukong with hope.

"Is the future?" Wukong blinked and glanced at Cui Yixuan, showing a look of embarrassment, "To be honest, Mr. Cui, I have promised my master, Master Daoxin, that I will not use magical powers casually."

"Mr. Wukong..."

"Mr. Cui, you need to say nothing!" Wukong lowered his eyelids slightly, "Isn't you really a casual person!"

Cui Yixuan looked at the embarrassed little monk in front of him and felt a little depressed.

You know, what he was most upset about now was his future. The governor of Qizhou was only now a governor of Qizhou. Those who were much lower than their positions when they attacked Wang Shichong, such as Li Jing, Hou Junji, and even those who were unknown at the time, such as Xu Jingzong, now have more positions than him.

Why?

As Cui Yixuan and Wukong both fell into a silent scene, the atmosphere suddenly became heavier. At this moment, Chen Ke suddenly inserted it.

"Yes, Wukong, I know you are not a casual person," Chen Ke said carelessly, "Because you are not a human being when you get up casually!" This sentence immediately interrupted the dull atmosphere in the venue. Even Cui Yixuan, who was very depressed, was almost amused by Chen Ke's words.

"Okay, Wukong!" County Magistrate Chen said to Wukong indifferently, "Who are we with whom? Let me tell you that Mr. Cui is not an outsider. Don't use any other words to excuse us. I don't know you yet! For you, looking at Mr. Cui's good and bad fortune is just a simple task!"

"Zhenxian Zun!" Wukong smiled bitterly, "It is not good to reveal the secrets of heaven!"

"To put it bluntly, don't you just want to be a sceptical?" Chen Ke slapped his chest, "Tell me, what are your conditions!"

After hearing Chen Ke's words, Cui Yixuan also turned his attention to Wukong.

"Oh, Chen County Zun, what you said is really heartbreaking..." Wukong smiled bitterly, "Okay, since that's the case, I'll reluctantly agree."

"Really?" Cui Yixuan asked with a hint of surprise.

"Of course, I never lie in my life!" Wukong said calmly, "But I have one condition!"

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