Another World's Imperial Examination Official Path

Zheng Xi didn't expect Chu Zhuang to be so forthright, and such an expensive house to be decided directly like this.

"Yes, son!" Zheng Xi immediately responded.

"Xuanxuan, Xiaowen, Xiaowu, stop playing, we are going back."

Chu Zhuang called over the three children who were playing crazy in the yard.

"Brother Zhuang, are we going back now?" Bai Xuan held Chu Zhuang's hand and said reluctantly.

Guo Wen and Guo Wu also looked at him eagerly, obviously not wanting to go back so soon.

They have been staying in the carriage for this period of time, but they have been suffocated. Now that they finally have a place to play, how could they be willing to go back so early.

"It's very late, it's time to go back to sleep, and I'll bring you over to play tomorrow."

Chu Zhuang didn't soften his heart this time. There was a curfew in Dongfeng Mansion, and when it got dark, they wouldn't be able to leave even if they wanted to. "Brother Zhuang~"

"Brother Chu~"

The three children pulled Chu Zhuang's coquettish, "Let's play for a while! Let's play for a while!"

"Do you still want me to tell you a story tonight? After playing for a while, there will be no more bedtime stories tonight!" Chu Zhuang asked, looking at them with his trump card.

"Uh……"

The three children looked at each other, and their voices suddenly became quieter.

If it is said that the time they look forward to the most every day is undoubtedly the time when Chu Zhuang tells them bedtime stories.

Chu Zhuang looked at their expressions, a smile appeared on the corner of his lips, and continued to say seductively: "Today I will continue to tell the story of the third prince of Little Nezha! Don't you want to hear the story of Little Nezha?"

The story of Journey to the West has been told two days ago, and Chu Zhuang is now going to tell them the story about Nezha.

"Ah! Brother Zhuang, Xuanxuan wants to hear the story of little Nezha!"

Bai Xuan was the first to bear it no longer, and said while holding Chu Zhuang's hand.

Chu Zhuang nodded and said, "Then obediently go back with Brother Zhuang."

"Yeah! Xuanxuan go back with Brother Zhuang!"

Bai Xuan immediately "rebelled" without a bottom line, and joined Chu Zhuang's camp.

"Where are you two? Do you want to play here or go back and listen to the story?" Chu Zhuang asked Guo Wen and Guo Wu again.

"Brother Chu, we have to go back and listen to the story."

Guo Wen and Guo Wu tangled for a while, and finally fell under the charm of little Nezha.

Chu Zhuang stroked the tops of their hair and said, "Okay, what should we do now?" "

Guo Wen took Bai Xuan's hand with one hand, and Guo Wu's hand with the other, and then said: "Now I want to take Xuan Xuan and my brother to the carriage!"

"Well, that's smart, go for it!"

Chu Zhuang raised his jaw and let them pass.

The three children held hands and obediently went to the side of the carriage, and Bai Dali hugged them up respectively.

"Young Master Chu, you still have a solution!" Xue Qing said with a smile while looking at him.

"They are just children at heart." Chu Zhuang said with a smile, "Let's go, Doctor Xue, or there will be a curfew later."

Everything else in Dongfeng Mansion is fine, but this curfew made Chu Zhuang particularly dissatisfied.

The group returned to the inn before the curfew. After dinner, after a while of busy work, Chu Zhuang finally sent the three children to bed.

"Tell a story, tell a story!" Bai Xuan began to chant non-stop since entering the room.

Although Guo Wen and Guo Wu did not speak, their eyes were fixed on Chu Zhuang.

"Tucked."

Chu Zhuang was worried about these three little ones, and after carefully covering them with a thin quilt, he sat on the side of the bed.In the past at this time, Yunmengxi would always sit beside him, leaning on his shoulders.

But today the person was not there, and Chu Zhuang couldn't help but feel a little empty in his heart for a while.

But soon he cheered up, and the brief separation now is also for them to be together better in the future, as long as Yunmengxi is married back in the future, no one will be able to separate them at that time !

Chu Zhuang collected his mind and began to tell the story to the three little ones.

Chu Zhuang's deep voice sounded in the room, and the three little ones drifted into the magical world depicted by Chu Zhuang, and gradually fell into a dark and sweet dreamland.

"Dali, you sleep with Xiao Wen and Xiao Wu today."

Chu Zhuang called Bai Dali, and after giving the instructions, he carried Bai Xuan to the next room.

Now Yunmengxi is not here, so Chu Zhuang asked Xiaolan to sleep with Bai Xuan.

After finishing the three children, Chu Zhuang did not breathe a sigh of relief, he glanced at the roof.

Monk Huiming followed him all the way, and now he has arrived at Dongfeng Mansion, and the story of Journey to the West has been finished.

It's time for them to meet up.

"Bring a table of good wine and food to my room." Chu Zhuang called Xiaoer and ordered.

"Yes, young master, send it right away." Xiao Er didn't dare to delay and immediately went down to prepare.

After waiting for the good wine and food to be delivered, and having everyone retreat, Chu Zhuang glanced at the roof and said, "Master Huiming, the good wine and food are all ready."

Huiming was lying on the roof with a golden cudgel in his hand, which he knew at a glance to be Monkey King's inferior version of the golden cudgel.

"Hmph! This kid is quite interesting."

Huiming raised his eyebrows, smiled, turned over and entered the room directly.

Seeing the meat and wine on the table, Huiming squinted his eyes, looked at Chu Zhuang and said, "Boy, since you are going to invite the monk to dinner, how do you prepare the meat and wine?"

Chu Zhuang looked at Huiming with a round head and round face, and couldn't help laughing in his heart. If monk Huiming really only ate vegetarian, he would not be able to eat his figure.

Of course, although Chu Zhuang thought so, he would not point it out directly, and said with a smile: "The wine and meat have passed through the intestines, and the Buddha kept it in his heart. The master is an eminent monk, so naturally he won't mind these things."

"Wine and meat have passed through the intestines, and the Buddha's heart remains..." Huiming savored these words carefully, his eyes were full of fun, and suddenly he laughed, looked at Chu Zhuang and said, "Interesting, interesting!"

"Okay! Today, the poor monk will accompany you to try this wine and meat piercing!"

As Huiming said, he sat down at the table without hesitation, picked up the wine bottle and opened it, poured a big gulp of wine into his mouth, and praised: "Good wine!"

Chu Zhuang raised his eyebrows. He specially ordered Xiaoer to bring out the best wine in the inn to entertain Huiming. If Huiming was not satisfied, then he could only bring out his own privately stored fruit wine.

But now it seems that Huiming is not a particularly picky person, and his fruit wine can be saved.

"Master, it's good to have fun."

Chu Zhuang sat down beside Huiming, poured a glass of wine and drank slowly with Huiming.

The wine here has not been distilled, so the alcohol content is the same, Chu Zhuang is not afraid of getting drunk.

After drinking for three rounds, Huiming looked at Chu Zhuang and said, "I think I have traveled all over the world for so many years, poor monk, and I have never seen someone like you."

"Oh?"

Chu Zhuang showed a surprised expression, looked at Huiming and asked, "Who does Master think Chu Zhuang is?"

"A person who is not afraid of death!" Huiming suddenly put down his wine glass, looked at Chu Zhuang coldly and said.

Chu Zhuang was not frightened by Huiming's sudden change of face, he drank the wine in the glass slowly, then looked at Huiming and asked: "Master, I am wrong, boy, I am a person who is greedy for life and afraid of death Woolen cloth!"

Chu Zhuang has experienced death, so he knows the beauty of life.

He wanted to save his little life and spend the rest of his life with Yunmengxi, but he didn't dare to die like this.

Huiming looked at Chu Zhuang quietly, not seeing a trace of fear in his eyes, and nodded slightly, appreciating Chu Zhuang even more in his heart.

"After teasing the poor Taoist, you still dare to openly invite the poor Taoist. Don't you know how to write the word dead?!" Huiming knew that Chu Zhuang was not afraid, and restrained the killing intent in his eyes, and said with a smile.

"Chu Zhuang also had no choice but to do what happened before, so I would like to apologize to Master here."

Chuzhuang poured a glass of wine, stood up, bowed to Huiming, and apologized.

"Hmph!" Huiming snorted arrogantly, but did not speak.

"A well-accomplished and eminent monk like the master wouldn't mind because of the kid's little play."

Chu Zhuang smiled and patted Huiming's rainbow farts.

"I don't know how your head grows, kid. Why do you have so many weird ideas." Huiming said angrily.

Using soybeans to wash up Buddha statues from the ground, is it possible for ordinary people to think of such a thing?

He was really deceived at that time!

"The boy's head is just like this, nothing special." Chu Zhuang poured Huiming a glass of wine and said with a smile.Huiming turned his eyes, looked at Chu Zhuang and asked, "Then you caused the haunting in Chu Mansion, right?"

Originally, Huiming suspected that it was someone else, but after following Chu Zhuang all the way and understanding Chu Zhuang's intelligence, naturally he would no longer set his sights on other people.

"My mother died tragically. As a son, I naturally want to avenge her."

Chu Zhuang nodded. He had already reached this point, and there was nothing to deny.

Huiming was not interested in getting involved in their personal grievances, so he asked curiously, "I think you scared them to death, how did you do it?"

"Don't do anything wrong in your life, and don't be afraid of ghosts knocking on the door in the middle of the night."

Chu Zhuang put down his wine glass, with a cold look in his eyes, and said lightly: "They are not so much scared by me as they are scared by the ghosts in their hearts!"

Huiming opened his mouth, looked at Chu Zhuang, and muttered, "Ghost in my heart?"

"Then the gods and Buddhas I pursue are just the gods and Buddhas in my heart?"

For a moment, Huiming's eyes were full of confusion.

Chu Zhuang looked at Huiming, showed a surprised look, and asked, "Master, what's wrong with you?"

Huiming came back to his senses, shook his head, looked at Chu Zhuang and asked, "The Journey to the West you mentioned is the story you created?" Dare to put this name on himself.

"No, it's a story that Master told me before."

Chu Zhuang shook his head, and brought out the almighty Master Earth again.

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