Datang romantic little landlord

Ten miles north of Chang'an City, Changting Pavilion.

As the saying goes, there is a long pavilion for ten miles, and a short pavilion for five miles. The long pavilion is not only a place for travelers to rest, but also a place for Tang people to say goodbye to relatives and friends on long journeys.

Today Li Wangyou is here to bid farewell to Bai Mobi, a businessman from Kucha, monk Wenzai who is going west to catch up with Master Xuanzang, and his disciple Lin Daniu.

Bai Mobi's injuries from being tortured by bad people that day have recovered. His throat, which was burnt hoarse by medicine, has been treated by Sun Simiao. Although he can speak, he can only make a low and hoarse voice.

Li Wangyou bowed to Bai Mobi: "Old Bai, because of me, you were almost imprisoned and suffered such serious injuries. It is all my fault. Please accept my bow as an expression of apology."

Bai Mobi hurriedly bowed back, and replied in a hoarse voice: "Don't say that again, Huxian Bo, I'm ashamed. How can you blame Huxian Bo, it's really those treacherous people who did the evil. Instead, I want to thank you Uncle Huxian came to help, otherwise we would never see the light of day again."

Li Wangyou said with a smile: "I'm waiting for the two of you to pay homage here, Lao Bai, when you return to Chang'an next spring, I'll treat you to a drink."

Bai Mobi smiled and pointed to the wine bags hanging on the hunchback: "Uncle Huxian, the wine you gave me is enough to make me drunk to death."

On his return journey this time, the hundreds of camels carried nothing but sorghum wine.Li Wangyou gave him thousands of catties of Shaodaozi wine as a gift, thinking that Bai Mobi would be able to earn a lot of money when he returned to Kucha this time, which was worth his business income from going back and forth to Chang'an several times.

"Haha, it's nothing." Li Wangyou said with a smile.

After the two chatted for a while, Li Wangyou looked at Monk Wenzai who was beside him: "Master, this trip to the west to seek scriptures will be difficult, please be careful."

Monk Wenzai and his disciple Lin Daniu were going west to Tianzhu, Li Wangyou actually wanted to persuade them to give up, but he couldn't say anything.

He doesn't have a good impression of Buddhism. These temples in the Tang Dynasty are not used for production, but only worshiped by believers.Monks don’t pay taxes, don’t serve corvee, but own countless temple properties, drive a large number of good people to work for the temple, and even lend usury such as "Xiangji Kitchen".

Buddhist monasteries can be compared with palaces in beauty and luxury.

In Li Wangyou's view, it is no wonder that Tang Wuzong will decree to destroy Buddha a hundred years later. The monks in these temples are too greedy and have their own way of death.

Therefore, Li Wangyou felt that whether to go to Tianzhu to learn Buddhist scriptures was actually meaningless at all.Even if Xuanzang took 14 years to retrieve the scriptures from Tianzhu, what would be changed?

What's more, since he didn't see the name of this Wenzai monk in the history books, it is obvious that his trip to the west may be more or less dangerous.Even if Li Wangyou got the exit documents for him, it didn't help much.

The caravan following Bai Mobi can only reach Kucha, and there is still a long journey of tens of thousands of miles.

Although Li Wangyou didn't like Buddhism, he admired Monk Wenzai quite a lot.This great monk who can cheat is definitely a strange person.

This time, all the seven patriarchs with five surnames and Qiwang were able to be pulled down from their horses. Monk Wen Zai contributed a lot.However, Li Wangyou proposed to give him a large amount of gold and let him practice in the Tang Dynasty, but was rejected by the monk Wenzai.

It is Wen Zai's unwavering belief to follow Xuanzang's footsteps in the west.

In this regard, Li Wangyou couldn't persuade him, he could only wish the great monk a safe journey in his heart.

"Amitabha, thank you Uncle Huxian." Monk Wen Zai smiled back.

Li Wangyou signaled to Niu Wu, who was at the side, to deliver a package: "Master, here is a hundred taels of gold, and I will give it to the master as a way to save money on the road. Please don't refuse, master."

Monk Wen Zai still shook his head and refused with a smile: "Being able to go to Kucha with Bai Benefactor's caravan has saved a lot of energy for the poor monk. And the customs clearance document sent by Huxian Bo is even more grateful to the poor monk." How can you dare to ask for more. Please take back the gold, Hu Xianbo, the poor monk has a sack of food, and a ladle is enough to drink."

Li Wangyou persuaded him again and again, but the stubborn monk still refused to accept the gold, so he had no choice but to give up.

"In this way, master, take care all the way, and I look forward to meeting you again in Chang'an City."

Monk Wen Zai said: "Amitabha, Huxian Bo, take care of yourself, and the poor monk will go."

Everyone stepped on the hunchback lying on the ground, Bai Mobi whistled, the camel stood up, slowly walked west along the official road.

Amidst the sound of the camel bell, Bai Mobi waved goodbye to Li Wangyou, watching the figures of the people slowly going away, a sense of melancholy came to his heart for no reason.Li Wangyou suddenly thought of a song, so he opened his mouth and sang it out loud.

"Outside the long pavilion, beside the ancient road, there are green grass and green sky..."

This song "Farewell" by Li Shutong is melancholy and feminine. There is no banquet in the world that never ends. Let us bid farewell here, and we don't know when we will meet again.

Although the tune of this farewell song sung by Li Wangyou is very strange to the ears of Tang people, the meaning of farewell and longing in the song is obvious.

"At the end of the sky, at the corner of the earth, half of my friends are scattered..." Amidst the singing, Monk Wen Zai turned slightly, and on his hunchback, he performed a one-handed Buddhist salute to Li Wangyou...

After singing "Farewell", the camel team has gradually disappeared from the official road.Li Wangyou let out a long sigh, calmed down, and greeted Niu Wu and the next step back to Chang'an City.

Monk Wenzai's insistence on traveling westward made Li Wangyou feel deeply, that time is limited, there is no limit to worldly affairs, living with fate, and living in harmony with light.

Passing by Dongshi, Li Wangyou remembered that Kong Yingda's restaurant was not far away, and he happened to want to drink very much, so he simply led Niu Wu and others to the Kong's restaurant.

After getting off the horse in front of the restaurant, the doctor recognized Li Wangyou at a glance, hurriedly greeted him, and led him to the elegant room on the third floor to be seated.

Li Wangyou asked the doctor to prepare food and drinks for him. In the elegant room, except for Niu Wu who stayed with him, the other parts were sent by Li Wangyou to drink and eat by himself. Don't worry about him. He plans to get drunk today. .

He also didn't know where his melancholy mood came from today, speaking of it, neither Bai Mobi nor Monk Wen Zai had any deep friendship with him, and there was no deep relationship.

But today, looking at the camel caravan going away, thinking that Monk Wenzai and Lin Daniu might be gone forever, he felt uncomfortable and just wanted to drink.

The doctor in the restaurant quickly delivered the food and drinks, and Dr. Li Wangyou summoned a singer to play the piano and sing for them.

He and Niu Wu sat opposite each other by the window, listening to the soft and tender tune of the singer, drinking freely.After drinking a few glasses of wine, after the spirit of the wine picked up, it made him forget the sorrow brought by Changting's farewell.

Thinking of the planning and operation between myself and the beautiful boss, not only did I get a huge amount of gold from the hands of Wu Xing Qiwang, but also let out a mouthful of anger, swept away all the seven family heads, and drove them out of the court, Li Wang Worry and feel proud and happy.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but turned to the northwest again, and offered a glass of wine to Monk Wen Zai.

At this time, I heard the doctor of the restaurant, attracting a group of guests, who sat in the elegant room next door, and soon the voices of those people talking came over.

The elegant room of the restaurant only uses a screen to block the partition, so naturally there is no sound insulation effect. Even if he and Niu Wu didn't want to hear the voice of the next door, they could hear it very clearly.

Li Wangyou just picked up a glass of wine and poured it into his mouth. After listening to the conversation in the elegant room next door, he almost spit out all the wine in his mouth...

700 You Are Not Human!

In the elegant room next door, there should be a group of literati, and after ordering the restaurant doctor to serve them food and wine, they began to talk loudly.

"Brothers, there is an interesting story about the restaurant where we drank wine today. I wonder if you guys know?"

"Haha, Brother Fan, it's not like you don't know that we are all students from various states participating in the Spring Festival. How can we know about the interesting stories about the restaurants in Chang'an City? Don't be a joke, let's talk about it, what's so interesting about this restaurant? "

"The owner of this restaurant is also a wonderful person. During the Shangyuan Festival, he actually did not receive guests. Instead, he hung countless lantern riddles in front of the restaurant. Anyone who guesses the lantern riddles correctly can enter and drink for free."

"Oh? Is there such a good thing? Then the owner of this restaurant is really a wonderful person. Brother Fan is from Chang'an. Can you enter this restaurant for free drinking during the Lantern Festival?"

The voice in the private room next door paused, but heard the resentful voice of the Confucian scholar who spoke before: "Brother Shangguan, don't mention this, we are still friends..."

Hearing this, Li Wangyou almost spit out the drink in his mouth.

Could it be that the man next door also came through time travel, why do these words sound so familiar?

"Brother Fan, why did you say that? I have seen Brother Fan's articles and poems. If there is no accident this time, I will definitely pass the exam. Could it be that with Brother Fan's great talent, he still can't guess mere lantern riddles?" asked.

The man sighed, and replied helplessly: "If it's just an ordinary lantern riddle, it's fine. But when I visited this restaurant, the owner of the restaurant removed those lantern riddles and replaced them with ten questions, which were pasted in front of the door." Let alone me, no one in Chang'an City answered these ten questions during the entire Shangyuan Festival. Naturally, I couldn't drink the free drinks."

His words immediately aroused everyone's curiosity, what kind of topic can confuse all the Confucian scholars in Chang'an City?