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The Taoist temple's small gate is hidden.

The osmanthus is in full bloom, the wind is clear, the clouds are shallow, the sky is like glass, and the clear as ice.

Balls of golden light yellow and silver were clustered on the branches, heavy, overwhelmingly overwhelming the branches. But there were still a few birds jumping around on the branches.

The branches swayed gently, and the petals also fell down, sprinkling the deer underneath.

The deer shook her head and couldn't help but sneeze.

On the low table next to it, many petals fell into the bowl that had not yet been poured with tea soup. The teapot brewed the tea fragrance while simmering on low heat. The tea fragrance was mixed with the fragrance of osmanthus, maintaining the refreshing and rich fragrance at a wonderful balance point, making people feel comfortable all over.

When Guiluo cooks tea, the Taoist temple is quiet, which is undoubtedly a pleasing scene that is sufficiently pleasing to the eye, but Yang Guang’s focus is not here.

He was watching the man who was cooking tea.

The other party was wearing a Taoist robe and a bun with his head. He dressed up in an ordinary way, but Yang Guang had to admit that the simpler it was, the more outstanding it made the person look.

How many years have it been since I first saw this person? Yang Guang didn't think about it carefully, but it must have been a lot of years since he was a young man, but this person is really like a god and does not look old at all.

Of course, Yang Guang knew that when he reached a certain level of martial arts, he would indeed be like this person, and would be like this person. It is said that there are many such people in the world, but therefore his life is particularly beautiful. Every time Yang Guang saw him, he would inevitably take a few more glances, which made him deeply impressed.

"The backyard is simple and cannot entertain guests. If you want to ask for immortality, please go to the front door."

A clear and peaceful voice came from behind. Yang Guang was a little embarrassed and couldn't help but look at the person next to him.

The latter lowered his eyes and eyebrows, his face was calm. He did not become anxious because he had been waiting with Yang Guang for a long time, nor was he embarrassed to be shouted out. He seemed to be just a accompanying guest who came to visit with Yang Guang, minimizing his presence.

Since he was discovered, Yang Guang simply laughed and pushed the door open: "I saw the quiet Taoist temple, so I took a tour around casually. Unexpectedly, I came here, disrupting the tranquility of the real person, and hope to forgive my sins."

Even though he said this, he had no intention of retreating. Instead, Dalala came in, thinking that the master of the Taoist temple could not refuse him.

Yang Guang was very happy since childhood. His parents' favor made him almost nothing unsatisfactory, and his personality was naturally a bit arrogant.

"It turns out to be King Jin, please come in."

Shen Qiao smiled slightly, but did not show any displeasure - Yang Guang thought that the other party did not dare to show displeasure - if Xuanduguan wanted to continue to gain a foothold in Chang'an, the support of the court would be indispensable.

Because he was standing outside just now, it was inevitable that he would not be treated rudely. At this time, Shen Qiao did not get up to salute, and Yang Guang was embarrassed to make more conspiracy. He lifted his robe and sat down opposite him. He turned his hand and pointed it out, indicating that the person next to him would also sit down.

"I just heard the real person cooking tea outside. The tea smells so tempting that I couldn't help but stop. I guess the real person wouldn't blame us for visiting the abrupt?"

Shen Qiao smiled and said, "Of course not. I wonder who this guest is?"

Yang Guang pretended to be upset: "I forgot to introduce it to the real person. This disciple of Master Zhizhe, Monk Yuxiu, is still A Father's junior brother!"

Zen Master Zhizhe was born in Tiantai Sect and was a fellow disciple of Fayi, Xueting and others. Two years ago, in order to conquer Buddhism, Yang Jian did not hesitate to worship Zen Master Zhizhe as his master as the emperor to show his importance to Buddhism. Once this matter spread, the Buddhist sect's momentum had risen and the limelight was unparalleled.

But the monk Yuxiu in front of him did not have a single hair on his head, but he was wearing a regular dress instead of a monk's robe. So after Chen Qiao heard about his identity, a hint of surprise appeared on his face.

Yang Guang: "I will lead the monk to the Taoist sect, and the real person will not be unhappy?"

Chen Qiao smiled and said, "Of course not, the visitor is a guest. If King Jin and Zen Master did not dislike him, they would taste the coarse tea I cooked."

Yang Guang smiled: "The real person cooks tea by himself. No matter what, he has to try it. Only when he goes back can he brag about his father and mother!"

He and Yuxiu took the tea bowl and lowered their heads to taste it.

Tea is indeed coarse tea. Even with the fragrance of osmanthus, it is hard to hide the bitterness. Yang Guang couldn't get used to drinking it at all. After tasting it, he couldn't help but frown. He put down the tea bowl and glanced at Yuxiu again. The latter quietly held the tea bowl, sipped by bite, neither fast nor slow, and all were drunk.

Yang Guang laughed at himself and said, "It seems that I don't understand the tea ceremony. I'm wasted this tea."

Chen Qiao: "The King of Jin has become a heavy word. Since the tea has become a tea soup, it is drinkable with others. The King of Jin drinks it, and others drinks it. It is still there when it is drunk, and it is still there when it is drunk. It is not said that it is wasteful or not."

Yang Guang was stunned and didn't know how to answer the conversation.

But Monk Yuxiu said, "The true man's words are very meditation."

Chen Qiao smiled slightly: "Buddhism and Taoism are inherently connected, and it seems that Zen masters and my Taoism are also destined to be together."

Yuxiu also smiled: "Others say that real people are clumsy in words and refuse to start a preaching. But I don't think so. Real people are well versed in the art of criticism!"

He was originally just pretty, but his smile was bright and bright, which made people shine.

Yang Guang: "When Yuxiu was a disciple of Master Zhizhe, he also learned martial arts with Master Fayi. It is said that he was a genius who had never appeared in the world for decades. He was better than the Xueting qualifications in the past. I was born later and didn't have time to see how powerful the monk Xueting was. I wonder if I would be lucky today, so I asked Yuxiu to ask the real person for some tricks?"

Chen Qiao's eyes swept across the two of them, fell on the tea bowl in front of him, and said lightly: "With the qualifications of Zen Master Yuxiu, I'm afraid I will achieve great success in less than a few years. Isn't it talented, so how dare I give some advice?"

This is rejection.

Yang Guang felt very unhappy.

He wanted to make friends with Chen Qiao and Yan Wushi, but the latter was unstable, and it was rare to meet him once. Even if he met him, he would not give Yang Guang a face. Yang Guang could not hold back his complaints in front of his parents. Unexpectedly, his parents who had always condoned him did not stand on his side, which made Yang Guang very upset.

As for Chen Qiao, Yang Guang came to the door several times, either turned away or was rejected by politely. Chen Qiao seemed to have no interest in making friends with His Highness King of Jin. Even though he was polite and polite, he was alienated. For a pride of heaven like Yang Guang, this was undoubtedly several invisible slaps. Yang Guang was so angry that he smashed things in his bedroom several times, but he became more and more unwilling to accept it. Instead, he became obsessed with asking for it.

The only thing that can masturbate when talking about it is that Xuandu Mountain and Huanyue Sect did not accept Yang Guang's favor, nor did they mean to be close to the prince.

Looking at Chen Qiao's handsome and gentle side face, Yang Guang felt a little frustrated and a little resentful.

He knew that Chen Qiao was saving his life. When the traitor Chen Gong held him hostage and left the palace, Chen Qiao saved him. However, Yang Guang felt that his parents had given Xuandushan enough to offset his life-saving gratitude to him. So deep in his heart, there was actually very little gratitude to Chen Qiao. The meaning of the relationship between the two to Yang Guang was more to bring closer relationships and make Xuandushan lean towards him.

But unfortunately, Chen Qiao was always cold and hot, and even Xuandu Mountain treated King Jin at a certain distance.

After thinking about it, Yang Guang did not dare to show any rudeness and disrespect on his face: "The real person is too humble. In terms of the seniority of the world, Yuxiu is still your junior. It is also worthy of being guided by you. However, if you don't want to, you naturally cannot force it. In a few days, it will be the Double Ninth Festival. I have reported to Your Majesty that you will hold a banquet at a village in Cuihua Mountain that day. I don't know if the real person is willing to enjoy the banquet. I should welcome you!"

Speaking of this, he was afraid that Chen Qiao would not attend the banquet and refused to attend the banquet, so he added: "There will be no idle people at the banquet at that time, only the famous Buddhist and Taoist families in the capital will follow the example of the famous scholars of the Wei and Jin Dynasties and sit and talk in a simple manner, not an indecent banquet!"

Chen Qiao apologized: "Unfortunately, I will set off for Xuandu Mountain today. I am afraid that I will be on Xuandu Mountain in a few days and will not be able to attend the banquet. Please forgive me, King Jin."

Anger swept across Yang Guang's face, but he quickly regained his smile and picked up the tea bowl and drank it all: "It's my fault, so I don't have to care!"

After Yang Guang and Yuxiu left, someone leisurely said behind the pillar: "You offended him fiercely."

Chen Qiao didn't look back and took a few sips of tea, saying, "And Sect Master Yan just hid in the house as a turtle, letting me be this evil person."

Yan Wushi laughed: "Who made Taoist Chen compassionate and kind-hearted? If I came forward, Yuxiu wouldn't even be able to leave the gate of Xuandu Temple at the moment!"

Chen Qiao looked at him and said nothing.

Yan Wushi bent down, his lips touched his side face, leaving a hot breath all the way, and finally stopped in Shen Qiao's ears.

"I originally planned to come back and spend the Chinese Valentine's Day with you, but I didn't catch up, but I finally won't miss the Winter Solstice."

Chen Qiao's face was a little red, and he didn't know whether it was caused by the heat or the shame.

"You've been there for a long time."

Yan Wushi smiled in a low voice and continued to tease: "So Master Chen misses me?"

Chen Qiao banged, his face turned redder: "You know I'm not asking this..."

"Which is that?" Yan Wushi seemed to be happy to tease him, and seemed to be very interested in his ears. He would not let go after biting it. From the ears to the earlobe, he was quickly licked and wet. Chen Qiao's whole body was stiff, as if he had been imposed on a fixed technique and could not move at all.

"Are you..." He mobilized his willpower with difficulty, "going deep into the Turkic territory?"

"No, I'm going to Goguryeo." Yan Wushi could still spit out a series of complete and fluent words, because his hands had begun to go deep into the unspeakable places and let them gallop.

Chen Qiao: "Goguryeo? Where are you going...what do you do?"

Yan Wushi: "There are plenty of ginseng, which is a business for Huanyue Sect. I took a detour to the Eastern Turks and went there to take a look. Duan Wenyang is doing well in the Eastern Turks now, and is so heavy that Duan Khan Yong Yulu is highly valued. He is already the second fox deer."

Chen Qiao shook his head: "He did not focus on martial arts and could never become the second fox deer. But I think that the monk Yuxiu just now is quite meaningful."

Yan Wushi: "Why, I'm not enough if you have me, even a monk wants it?"

Chen Qiao's face turned red and his mouth was open. He was angry and wanted to argue, but he didn't know where to start. He was so pitiful and cute.

Yan Wushi couldn't help laughing, and directly picked up the person and walked in.
Chapter completed!