Grandpa is such a bunny

Du Yun answered, "This is Chan Master Shanyue, from Wangcheng."

Tubo's eyes were glued to the monk's body, and he couldn't pull it off.

He thought to himself, "This is so beautiful, I have never seen such a handsome and upright person who suits my heart."

The monk has picturesque eyebrows, wearing a blue robe, and his eyes are clear and clear, like a lake where the ice and snow melted in Tianshan Mountains, reflecting the lake and landscape cleanly.

Seeing Tubo looking at him, the monk raised his eyes and looked at him quietly, flattened his wrist wrapped around the red sandalwood beads, and softly recited a Buddha's name, "Benefactor?"

Tubo thought, "It's over, I also like to hear the sound."

Du Yun patted him on the shoulder, "You don't want anything?"

Tubo came back to his senses suddenly, took the carrot in the monk's hand, and accidentally swept his fingertips into his palm, his mind fluttered for a while.

He put his hands together like good men and women, and said, "Amitabha, Amitabha, Zen Master, let's go all the way, please come in quickly."

Enthusiastically leading the way for the monk, he walked past him quietly, and subconsciously hooked his shoulders. Seeing the monk's clean and straight shoulders, Tubo didn't dare to let go, retracted it resentfully, and walked upright to the monk's side, thinking, "First impressions are the most important thing, yes, I can't make him uncomfortable."

Du Yun stood outside the door, watched Tubo completely ignore him, and patted the dust on the official robe, "When did Lao Tu like the monk so much?"

Sun Xiao also wondered, "Does Brother Tu believe in Buddhism?"

The master stood aside silently, and said dryly, "Didn't you find Zen Master Shanyue very good-looking?"

Tubo welcomed the man in, took him to the reception hall of the yamen, made tea himself, poured it over and brought it to him, and walked around the kitchen, finding out some small snacks brought by someone, carefully He loaded the plate and put it in front of the man.

"Does Zen Master need anything else? There is nothing good in such a small place, but just tell me what you want, and I will find it for you right away."

The Kuding tea on the table was emitting faint smoke, and the monk said, "Thank you, benefactor."

"No thanks." Tubo moved a stool and sat beside him, looking at him without blinking, "Is Shanyue the Zen master's name?"

"Dharma number."

Tubo's eyes lit up, "The Zen Master's name is...?"

Du Yun then came in, pinched a piece of snack and stuffed it into his mouth, "Just call me Chan Master Shanyue."

There's so much nonsense, why pretend to be familiar.

Tubo glared at him, turned his head and looked handsome and friendly, "Is it convenient for Zen Master to tell you? If so, I won't ask, I just, just..."

The monk Wen Jing smiled, and said in a gentle manner, "The poor monk's word is Qianfan."

Tubo read it twice in his heart, and the smile in his handsome eyes was like a spring breeze.

Du Yun looked at it for a while, and felt that Lao Tu must have taken the wrong medicine, which was really abnormal.He and Chan Master Shanyue still had something to say, but Tubo had a wink and said, "I'm going out right now, if Qian Fan needs anything, just call me."

Du Yun's eyes were as big as copper bells, and he felt that Tubo must have been possessed by a ghost, so he could just call him anything, and it would be considered polite for him not to point out that a grown-up like him poured tea for him on weekdays.

Tubo sat outside the living room humming a ditty, saw Sun Xiao holding the file, beckoned him over, put his arms around his shoulders with a smile, and pinched Sun Xiao's face.

"Oh brother Tu."

Tubo said, "It's so beautiful."

Sun Xiao has just turned eighteen this year, and has been following Tubo for more than two years. Tubukuai is a well-known handsome man in the city.

"Brother Tu is pretty."

Tu Bai rubbed Sun Xiao's face with a smile in his eyes, "No, you're the prettiest, very pretty."

Sun Xiao blushed, "Really, really?"

"Didn't you see that he was talking about someone else?" The master turned around the corridor, walked up to Sun Xiao, took half of the file for him, and saved Sun Xiao's face from Tubo's hand, and pulled Sun Xiao away. Walk.

"Ah?" Sun Xiao turned her head while walking, looked worriedly at Tubo who was leaning on the pillar with his hair lowered and smiling, and asked in a low voice, "Brother Tu is not bewitched, is he?"

The master pushed away the file room, and a smell of ink and ink came to his face, "No, don't worry about it, he just committed the same mistakes that girls often make."

"Huh? Seriously?"

"Well, it looks a little bit."

"Shall I call the doctor?"

"No, it can't be cured."

Hearing this, Sun Xiao became even more worried. What is wrong with him? Brother Tu, don't lick the problem again, it's pitiful enough.

The people in the room talked for half an hour. Tubo sat on the steps, stretched his legs, squinted at the clear blue sky and white clouds, hummed a little song involuntarily, and wanted to see the monks in the room again.

"How could someone look so good that I fell in love with it at a glance." Tubo thought to himself, "It's just spring, isn't it?"

It's not the mating season either.

Footsteps came from the house, and the door creaked open.

Tubo had already stood tall and tall just before he opened it. He already had an extraordinary appearance, but now he looks even more handsome when he looks serious.

Du Yun was almost blinded by the appropriate smile on his face. He glanced at Tubo inexplicably, stretched out his hand and said, "Go this way, Zen master, the guest room is ready, you can rest first, and we will talk about bandits in detail tomorrow." Things."

"My lord is tired too. You can go to rest too. I can take the Zen master there." Tubo enthusiastically stepped forward, blocked Du Yun half a step, and took his way.

Qian Fan was dressed in a green robe like a breeze, and said in a gentle voice, "Thank you, Mr. Du, I will be a benefactor."

Tubo walked side by side with him, leading him to the guest room in the backyard of the yamen, and kept promoting himself along the way.

"Don't tell me, don't call me benefactor, I'm Tubo, you can call me Xiaotu, you can call me Atu."

"Picture benefactor."

"Okay, then can I not call you Zen Master, Qian Fan, Ah Fan, Xiao Fanfan, which one do you like?"

"..."

In the empty yard, Du Yun stood for a while, feeling the rush of the journey sweeping his legs, he bent down and hit the hammer, patted his forehead, and muttered, "I believe in your evil, my lord must be too tired."

With frivolous steps, he floated back to his bedroom.

Luo'an City is bustling and bustling, but the yamen in Luo'an City are poor. Mr. Du has always been looking for opportunities to cheat, steal, and greedy for money, so that the yamen can also be repaired.

But he himself feels that greed must be principled. He should not be greedy for ordinary people, nor for small businessmen.

The yamen is not rich, and the guest rooms in the yamen are not much better. Fortunately, the rooms are clean and tidy, so that people will not be disgusted.

Tubo opened the door and window of the guest room, and outside the window was a pool of lotus planted by Sun Xiao in the backyard of the yamen. The lotus leaves were only the size of a palm, and they were round and green floating on the surface of the small pool. When the wind blew, the ripples spread and reflected. With the fine sunlight, there is a bit of Zen in it.

Standing at the window, he could smell the fragrance of lotus leaves. Tu Bai felt that Xiao Sun had planted it very well.

"You go to sleep for a while, and I will call you later when I deliver food."

Qian Fan smiled slightly, "Thank you for your kindness."

Tubo looked at the smile on his lips, his face was hot, his heart was pounding, he said a few words, you are welcome, and then ran out as if fleeing. Before leaving, he did not forget to bring him a door.

He ran to the front yard in one breath, rubbed his face with his hands while running, thinking, "What the hell am I running for?"

At sunset and dusk, Du Yun was on the road for several days. He fell asleep for a long time and still didn't wake up. He heard someone knocking on the door in a daze.

Tu Bai directly opened the door, took the robe and put it on Du Yun.

"Get up quickly and eat."

"Don't eat, I'll sleep."

"You can't eat it."

Du Yun was picked up after lying down, squinting one eye, and said, "Since when did you care about me so much?"

Tubo put on his clothes and boots for him, took a towel and roughly wiped Du Yun's face a few times, and pulled him outside, "You don't have to eat tomorrow or the day after tomorrow, but you must eat today. Zen Master Shanyue is already in Waiting outside, if the master doesn't come, he will be very embarrassed."

Du Yun, "..."

Just as he was about to say something, he found that Tubo's hand that had been holding him was replaced by a hand, and his voice changed, "Sir, please slow down, no matter how bad your appetite is, you still have to eat."

Qian Fan stood quietly by the side, his eyebrows and eyes were gentle, "Are you feeling unwell, this poor monk knows some Qihuang techniques, so I can feel your pulse and breath."

Tubo waved his hand, elbowed hard, pushed Du Yun forward, and made him sit down, "Don't bother Chan Master, Master Du is an old problem, it's nothing serious, Zen Master please take a seat."

Looking at the table full of vegetarian dishes, Du Yun's eyes were full of doubts, old problem?He was in good health and could eat a cow. He opened his mouth to ask what was wrong with him, but the master held down the back of his hand and handed him the chopsticks, "Eat."

After the meal, the moon went up to the treetops.

Tu Bai took the initiative to send him back to the guest room. Although he still wanted to say a few more words to Qian Fan, he was afraid that he would be tired and tired, so he said a good dream and left quietly.

Tubo came back humming a little tune, and saw the people who were supposed to leave sitting in a room with brightly lit candles, apparently waiting for him.

He said in a good mood, "I'm not sleepy, then I'll go to bed first."

Du Yun ate a full stomach of vegetarian dishes, his mouth was not greasy, and now he was holding a plate of cut beef to satisfy his cravings, "Old Tu, come and sit down, and tell me whether you took the wrong medicine today, or you are possessed by evil spirits. "

Tubo, "I didn't take any medicine, and I wasn't possessed by evil spirits. What nonsense?"

Du Yun and Sun Xiao were biting the beef, looking at each other with doubts on their faces.

The master sitting on the side looked at his nose, nose and heart, "Eat meat."

Tubo saw that they couldn't say anything, so he simply sat down, "It's just right, tell me why you came back with Zen Master Shanyue. What does the emperor say about the case of Zhu Xiaohou?"

Returning to business, Du Yun sat upright, "The emperor read my memorial, and Long Yan was furious, and immediately summoned Lord Zhu to enter the palace for questioning. When Lord Zhu was old, he grabbed the land with his head and shouted that I was cheating. Deliberately harming his son's reputation."

Tupper, "And then?"

"The emperor couldn't keep his attention for a while. Zhu Laohou said that he would return his son's innocence even if he died, and asked the emperor to send someone to escort Zhu Xiaohou back to the capital, so that the Dali Temple ministers can interrogate whether it is right or wrong, etc. After the interrogation, it will be decided by the emperor. It's ridiculous. I have made inquiries before I go. The minister of Dali Temple and Master Zhu have some connections. They are half disciples. The Zhu family only has this youngest son. Let them gossip."

Tubo leaned back in his chair, "It's kind of dark."

Du Yun hissed, "I know it well, don't say it. At that time, I saw that the emperor was about to issue an imperial edict, and the father-in-law in the palace came to report that it was Shanyue Chan Master who came. You know, I don't like monks. I was in a bad mood, and I thought it was bad luck, but I didn't expect that Zen Master Shanyue was very different from the monks I had seen before who were full of benevolence, righteousness and morality, and who repaid evil with virtue."

Speaking of Qianfan, Tubo became interested, his eyes lit up, "Why is it different?"