Leran was surprised. He never expected that one day, Anding Hou would come to Huguo Temple and hurriedly marching at Chang Geng: "Don't Anding Hou feel bad if he stepped on a little incense ash? Today, he went deep into the tiger's den. Will he wash off a layer of skin with mugwort leaves when he goes back?"

Chang Geng ignored him and a discomfortable look flashed across his face.

He was not ready to face Gu Yun's attack on him.

To be honest, by chance, both of them thought they had lost their morals after drinking and had impolite each other, and they had their own guilt.

Mingran looked at Chang Geng strangely. In recent years, because he wanted to suppress Urgu, Chang Geng's skill in calming his mind and nourishing his energy has reached the extreme. He could sit in meditation for two or three days without moving. Even the "eminent monk" of Daran had to be reluctant to give him a disadvantage.

Sometimes when people who were anxious saw his eyes, they would involuntarily follow him to calm down. The handsome young man in white sat on the old cushion of a poor monk holding Yunzi in his hand. He had originally entered the quiet state of transformation, but unexpectedly, the three words "Hou An Ding" suddenly broke a ripples.

Chang Geng seemed to move restlessly, raised his hand for no reason, and didn't know what he wanted to touch. Halfway through the lift, he found that Yeran was looking at him intently, and then he barely suppressed his mood. He put it on the teacup without hesitation, lowered his head and took a sip of water.

Even Master Leran, who was used to pretending to be a ghost, was puzzled and thought to himself: "Why, is the Marquis here to collect debts?"

Gu Yun came in quickly, and a hanged disgust on the corners of his eyes and eyebrows was about to emerge. He wished he could walk in on tiptoe. His nose was not the nose, his eyes were not the eyes, and he looked at the monk Leran, smiling and said hello: "I haven't seen him for a few years, and the master has become much cleaner."

Master Leran did not have the same experience as him. He clasped his hands together and stood up to greet him, gestured, "Amitabha, the monk's heart is like a mirror platform, and there is no place to attract dust."

It turns out that if you don’t take a bath, you can also quote the classics!

Gu Yun seemed to smell the bad smell again, and could not stay in this place of trouble for a moment. He turned to Chang Geng and said, "You have been disturbing Master's cultivation for several days, so you should go home."

Chang Geng's mind, which had finally settled down, was stirred up by the word "going home". He knew that even if he stayed under the Bodhi tree, he could not recite "color/that is/this is/emptness", so he had to take care of his ups and downs and stand up obediently.

Gu Yun coughed twice by the smoked sandalwood in Huguo Temple, and quickly retreated outside the Zen room to wait, looking bored at Changgeng and said goodbye to Leran.

In fact, sometimes relatives and friends are used to seeing each other, and it is difficult to notice whether the other person is beautiful or ugly. Gu Yun always knew that Chang Geng was more like his Northern Barbarian mother. Now after careful examination, he found that it was not the case. His facial features were handsome and upright, and he couldn't tell who he looked like, but he just felt like a man like black jade, and had a different kind of pleasing to the eye.

Gu Yun was stunned for a moment, remembering that there were all kinds of people in the world, especially since the launch of the sea transportation, Daliang's folk customs were generally open, especially along the East China Sea coast. It is said that the male style is also very popular. Changgeng White Dragon Fish Suit, no one who is blind has ever provoked him, right?

So he was so angry that genius?

"Yes," Gu Yun had a hole in his mind, and he thought freely, "If I ate Shen Jiping, he would definitely not take it to his heart. He had such a poor face and would not think about it at all. If I ate him, I would suffer a loss."

The more he thought about it, the more he felt it made sense, the more embarrassed he felt. After thinking about it quickly, he decided to pretend to be stupid. So he said to Changgeng who was walking over as if nothing had happened: "Why is it delayed for so long? The cabbage and tofu in Huguo Temple is so delicious?"

Seeing that he looked calm, Chang Geng calmed down and replied, "You can calm down with vegetarian food."

"A young man should wear a furious horse and don't plan to become a monk. Why do you think about it?" Gu Yun walked side by side with him, habitually trying to reach out to his shoulder. As soon as he raised his hand, he was afraid that Chang Geng would be too concerned, so he silently retracted his back and carried it behind his back.

Chang Gung said frankly: "Thinking."

He once thought that after three thousand times of cessation of the worldly relationship, he might be transformed into the boundless Buddhist Dharma.

"What?" Gu Yun paused, and he didn't react at first. He was stunned for a moment before he could not believe it, "...You said you became a monk?"

Chang Geng rarely saw it on his face and smiled and said, "I just thought about it, but I didn't dare to go."

Gu Yun thought to himself: "Nonsense, if you dare, I will break your legs."

But Chang Geng is no longer the adopted son of Xiao Xiao Moe who is shackled by him in the marquis's mansion. After he was crowned, he still called him "adopted father". That is love, not a reputation. Gu Yun is not inconvenient to treat him as his son anymore, so he didn't say that just now.

His face slightly darkened and he asked, "Why?"

Chang Geng politely saluted each other to the little novice monk who was walking towards him, and replied calmly: "When I was a teenager, I grew up watching the unavoidable word in my adoptive father's house. Later, I walked all over the mountains and rivers with my master. The world was difficult and dangerous, but I just tried it briefly, so how dare I retreat? This body was born in the world. Although I was born with limited qualifications, I might not be able to achieve success in the future like my ancestors. At least I can't be ashamed of heaven and earth..."

……and you.

The last two words Chang Geng hid in his throat and did not say them out.

When Xiu Niang dragged him to the horse, she couldn't drag him to death. She was plagued by Ur, and now she couldn't mess with him crazy. Sometimes Chang Geng felt that only by walking against the current and walking to a place where she could respect herself might be worthy of thinking about his adopted father a little when she dreamed of midnight.

Gu Yun looked a little clear, and he still asked angrily: "Then why are you always pricking the monks?"

Chang Geng casually said: "I found Master Leran to have tea. Sometimes my heart is too hot and my heart is too hot and it is easy to sleep well. Didn't Miss Chen even prescribe a pair of calming the mind for me? I put it in my purse, but I suddenly couldn't find it in the past two days."

Gu Yun became mute.

Chang Geng: "I don't know where I fell."

Gu Yun’s noodles have a good taste - there is someone who really doesn’t open the pot and picks up the pot.

Gu Dashuai was silent for a while under the torment of conscience, but still took out the small sachet made of cowhide from his arms and handed it to Chang Geng without saying a word: "Give it."

Chang Geng: "…"

The fright came unexpectedly. Chang Geng, who accidentally tied himself up, almost bit his tongue. The masterly demeanor of Yan Beiwang suddenly had a layer of white hair sweat in his palm and stuttered, "What, why are you with your adoptive father?"

Gu Dashuai, who had been tempered by his face, said quietly: "I somehow fell on my bed. Maybe I got drunk and got crazy that day, and accidentally pulled it off for you."

Chang Geng looked at him in fear.

Gu Yunchao pretended to be innocent and said shamelessly: "What's wrong?"

Chang Geng shook his head quickly and felt relieved, knowing that this matter had been over and could be together as calmly and intimately as before. However, at the same time, he could not help but feel a little secretly lost.

Seeing that his expression was strange, Gu Yun thought Chang Geng was still minding, so he asked with a little flattering voice: "I forgot to tell you two days ago that the emperor wanted you to join the court to listen to politics. What errands do I want to take? I'll find a way for you."

Chang Geng quickly calmed down and said seriously: "The six ministries each have their own spheres of influence. I am not convenient to go in and disrupt the situation. I have not been able to make a fortune in literature and martial arts over the years, and I am used to being idle again. If the emperor really asks me to hear, I can just listen - either let me follow Lord Jiang from Dali Temple to investigate the case."

Gu Yun didn't know if the answer was what Chang Geng thought, but it must be what the emperor was willing to listen to. He felt a little distressed for a moment and did not want to send Chang Geng to Emperor Long'an to be angry.

But that is impossible. His surname is Li. Even if he is a leisurely prince in the future, he will never be able to hide in the Anding Marquis' Mansion for the rest of his life.

"I can spend a while if I want to go to Dali Temple. Don't go there soon," Gu Yun said. "The emperor is going to investigate the Ziliujin Black Market recently. Lord Jiang is in a mess. It's already messy enough. Don't interfere, don't mess up Linyuan Pavilion anymore."

Chang Geng said "Oh" and was not surprised by the news: "So quickly? The emperor really can't wait. Two days ago, I was wondering when the emperor was going to restart the Financial Order."

Gu Yun: "How do you know?"

"Guess," Xiaoxue began to float in the air. Chang Geng took an oil paper umbrella from the door of a monk's house. The umbrella was small, and Chang Geng kept pushing the umbrella towards Gu Yun. Soon, the exposed shoulder was covered with a layer of shallow snowflakes. He didn't dust it, and he still walked slowly and quickly, as if he was quite enjoying it. "In fact, it can't be considered a guess. The adoptive father thought, the emperor, the late emperor, and even the Emperor of Martial Arts - although they each had their own wise and magical martial arts, they were the same on purple and flowing gold, and regarded this thing as a big trouble in their hearts."

Gu Yun has always regarded him as a junior. For the first time, he went side by side with him. He listened to his ideas and felt that it was quite new, so he didn't interrupt and just listened.

"When I was a child in Yanhui Town, I saw the imperial court with my own eyes exhausting the people for the sake of purple gold. I have been thinking over the years, why do we have to strictly regulate it? If everyone could buy and sell purple gold at will like to buy grain and tear cloth, wouldn't there be no black market?" Chang Geng shook his head, "I later realized that it was impossible. To be honest, no matter who is the emperor, whether it is stupid or smart, or weak or good martial arts, it cannot allow private purple gold transactions. Otherwise, from now on, big merchants, foreigners, barbarians, and even officials who have some resources, thieves who do evil... Everyone will hold such a knife in their hands."

Gu Yun: "Like the bandits in southern Xinjiang."

"Yes," Chang Geng continued, "This is just a black market, just a bandit, just a few hills in the southern border. What if it expands to the entire territory of Daliang? What if everyone has a 'sword' in their hands? The court cannot take into account the interests of everyone. At that time, it will inevitably press the gourd and float up. It will be subject to the 'big sword'. In this way, everyone wants to hold this dragon-slaying sword, and they will be able to fight and annex each other. Just like raising a Gu, who belongs to the Gu King?"

Gu Yun frowned: "Chang Geng, I'll just listen to these words, don't mention them to others - according to your intention, is it necessary to restart the financial order?"

"That's not true. In fact, it is best to continue the control of purple gold during the late emperor's period, stabilize it, and solve the urgent problem of silver first. Since the implementation of puppets, a lot of the grain produced every year has rotted in the granary, and the rice price has become cheaper, and the grain storage has been changed to depositing gold and silver. If the whole of the treasury is stored, the treasury will naturally not be enriched. The silver cannot be transformed out of thin air. It seems that the increase in coins cannot quench the near thirst, and can only rely on coming from foreigners. Once the ancient Silk Road is completely opened, the adoptive father will be a lifelong achievement, and it will not be compensated for the slaughter of a hundred rebellions."

"With money, it means that the house has beams, and people have a backbone. Then simmer it on low heat and adjust the internal affairs bit by bit. Although the problems are all there, the situation will not be intensified. A century of national peace and security can be guaranteed. If one or two generations of people are oversold, they may find a way out." Chang Geng sighed slightly when he said this, "It's a pity that the two rebellions within a few years were related to the black market. It is not surprising that the emperor overreacted - so I have always suspected that the matter between the East China Sea and the Southern Xinjiang was not accidental. He was pursuing the power of Linyuan Pavilion. He just vaguely touched a line, but they are too cunning. Adopted father, you must be careful."

Gu Yun heard it for a long time and didn't say anything, and there was no sign of joy or anger on his face. Chang Geng didn't quarrel at him, and slowly accompanied him out of Huguo Temple. The sound of evening drums in the temple rang out, wandering among the mountains, the distance and the distance was silent, and the snow on the mountain was rustling and speechless.

The veteran General Zhong Chan has the ability to stabilize the country and ensure the country, but he cannot teach the talent of the prime minister who governs the country and protects the world. Gu Yun felt a deep regret for the first time, thinking: "Why does his surname be Li?"

If he had no surname Li, he would have been easy to enter the imperial examination. Maybe he had already risen to the top and could become a famous minister of the revival in the future, instead of just saying it to himself in this broken temple, claiming that he only wanted to be a vase and set up a free prince.

...It's all fate.

Chang Geng: "The weather is not good, my adoptive father is in thin clothes. Don't ride a horse when he goes back, take my car."

Gu Yun was distracted. When he heard him speak, he suddenly turned his head. Unexpectedly, he encountered Chang Geng's gaze unexpectedly. Gu Yun's heart suddenly "suddenly" in his heart. Chang Geng's eyes looked like this before. His gaze was very focused, with a slight light of snow, as if he wanted to put him in his eyes.

Chang Geng was stunned at first, then quickly looked away, and wanted to cover up, lowered his head and shook his sleeves. His sleeves were wet and stuck to his hands. Only then did Gu Yun realize that half of Chang Geng's shoulder had been covered with cold water vapor. But not only did he not say anything, he also walked slowly with him.

Gu Yun reached out and touched his hands, his tentacles cold: "You..."

When he raised his hand, Chang Geng immediately tensed slightly. Although it was only a moment, he could not escape Gu Yun's eyes.

Gu Yun was a little unconventional in private - that is, he was heartless and rarely paid attention to some details, but the embarrassment after drinking that day made him feel a little sensitive involuntarily.

"Are you illusion?" Gu Yun thought in surprise and got on the carriage.

After the car had finished the warm-up stove, Gu Yun leaned against the side and closed his eyes to rest. While he was half asleep and half awake, he suddenly felt someone approaching. He didn't open his eyes. Then he felt that Chang Geng put a roll of thin blanket on him, as light as a feather, as if he was afraid of waking him up. Chen Yi always threw it over and hit him directly. Even the most thoughtful personal soldiers did not have such gentle and close care.

Gu Yun's sleepiness disappeared in an instant. He worked hard to keep pretending with his eyes closed, but he didn't dare to move. His neck became stiff, and he always felt that there were eyes staring at him.

There is probably no perfect thought in the world, but there is only a little bit of meticulous insight.

The string in Gu Yun's heart tensed quietly, and then he couldn't help but secretly observe Chang Geng. After a few days, not only did he not dispel his inexplicable doubts, but he felt more and more frightened.

In addition, he also had to worry about the Rongjin Order and the Emperor's hands to attack the Ziliujin Black Market, and at the same time he had to turn the corner and take out the first bar of the Lingshu Courtyard Feng Hangong. He was exhausted and miserable.

On the 23rd day of the first lunar month, Gu Yun saw off Chen Yi, who was about to go to the southwest to take office in the suburbs of Beijing.

On the 25th day of the first lunar month, the emperor went to the Imperial Garden. Somehow, the dragon chariot broke down halfway. The eunuch accidentally reminded the emperor of the incident of Feng Hangong kneeling on the ground to debug the steam dragon chariot for him. Their anger disappeared. After a little inquiry, he heard that the old man was alone and alone. In the past few days of imprisonment, except for the students from Lingshu Court who had visited him, he had no family to deliver food. The emperor happened to be in a good mood. After hearing this, he felt a little pitiful to the old person, so he sighed and ordered someone to put Zhang Fenghan back, and only fined him for half a year to punish him. The matter was exposed.

These two things were solved, so Gu Yun felt that he could not stay in the capital for a day, so he immediately wrote a memorial and asked him to go back to Loulan.

He really should have left. The emperor had no objection and criticized it that day.

The day before Gu Yun was ready to leave, it was already late at night. Gu Yun had just finished taking the medicine and lay down. Although Chang Geng gave him an injection, it only relieved and could not cure the headache. Just when he was a little tossing and unable to sleep, someone suddenly came from the palace and told him that Marquis Anding came to the palace to face the saint overnight.
Chapter completed!