Although the great monk eats meat and drinks wine, he still sincerely worships the Buddha, and Yang's mother also worships the Buddha, so he specially set aside a courtyard at home, and invited the Buddha from the Lingyin Temple to come back, and then the incense continues to be worshipped.

Even Yang Huairen didn't expect Master Wuneng to look like him when he chanted the scriptures and worshiped the Buddha, thinking that although he followed his senior brother in Shaolin Temple back then, he was just a monk sweeping the floor, but the level of Buddhism did not depend on what other people did in the temple.

The reason is simple, the abbot is not necessarily as perceptive as the reckless monk who picks up the dung basket to water the vegetable field, and the one who sells stinky tofu is not necessarily worse than the chef in the five-star restaurant.

After the great monk finished reciting the scriptures, he walked out of the Buddhist hall and went to the kitchen of the Yang family.

Of course, it was also because of the things in the Yang family's kitchen, absolutely hearty and delicious, and then with a jar of wine between his arms and fat belly, he came to Yang Huairen's blanket to eat and drink casually.

The big monk has no hair and has good skin because he is fat, so he doesn't look old at all, and in Yang Huairen's eyes, he can't judge how old the big monk is.

However, from the perspective that Zhou Tong has to call him an uncle, he is at least fifty years old, but he wants to subdivide it again, as for whether he is in his fifties and sixties or already in his seventies, it is difficult to judge.

The monk's eyebrows are still black, and occasionally one or two white prickly hairs pop out, hanging in front of him like a dragon's beard, but it makes people think more and more that he looks like Maitreya Buddha.

The children of the Yang family are not afraid of this fat monk, in their hearts, the great monk loves them very much, so they are also close to him.

It is said that Yang Huairen is only in his twenties, and it seems unnecessary for his children to call him a great monk, and it is always more appropriate to call him grandpa.

But the children didn't shout like that, and always shouted father-in-law around the big monk, which made it very embarrassing every time Guan Qiuli was next to him.

Yang Huairen doesn't know who taught it, whether he wants it or not, the word father-in-law is inevitably prone to ambiguity.

The big monk saw through the red dust, so he naturally didn't care, he still laughed and ate meat and drank wine, not only did Qiu Li be embarrassed, but Yang Mu could only hide sometimes.

The children must be unintentional, as for how to call the elders, as long as it is correct, Yang Huairen doesn't want to deliberately correct anything, otherwise it will be more embarrassing.

When the monk saw that the official was tired of puffing crickets, he tore a chicken into pieces and put it on a plate, and the official was attracted to sit next to his father and reach out to grab it and eat it.

Xiao Yu'er is very well-behaved, and she refuses to start, so Yang Huairen helps her grab it and stuff it into her mouth, the big cow is still small, and her teeth have not yet grown, so she can't eat chicken, so she can only watch with her eyes.

Yang Huairen was naturally reluctant to look at his child, and gave the maid and servant who was standing next to him waiting for him, and naturally someone trotted to warm the hot milk and hit it in the bottle and sent it over.

The big official is a bold man, and he is not idle when he eats with a mouth full of oil, and suddenly raises his fat little finger and points to the big monk's wine jar and whispers milkily, "Daddy, I, too, want to drink." ”

Yang Huairen was surprised and laughed, two years old is the time when children's curiosity is at its peak, and they want to try everything they see.

Just about to explain to him that it was wine, and when he was too young to drink it, the great monk had already taken a slender piece of chicken shreds, dipped it in the wine jar, and hung some wine dewdrops to feed to the officials.

Yang Huairen hurriedly stopped with a bitter face, "Master, are you going to turn my son into an alcoholic so early?" ”

The big monk was naturally teasing the child, and stuffed the chicken shreds stained with wine into his mouth before he smiled, "This child has spirituality, and by this time next year, it will be time to practice martial arts with the little monk." ”

The official didn't taste the wine, and he didn't get angry, he pouted and went to play again, Yang Huairen quickly stopped him and picked up a handkerchief to help him wipe his mouth and two small hands, and then patted his ass and told "be careful".

Xiao Yu'er loved her two younger brothers very much, and when they finished drinking the milk, she led them one by one to sway and step on the grass to chase the eldest brother, and only Yang Huairen and the big monk were left on the blanket.

There were constantly palace maids sent by the Liao State and the Great Song Dynasty Palace, and they naturally didn't dare to be disrespectful to Yang Huairen, the grass-headed prince, but when they saw Yang Huairen taking the child like this, they still showed disdain.

They have also seen the world, and they have served many rich and noble people, so they naturally know how to bring the children of rich and noble families, even the most unrefined Khitan nobles will not indulge the children so much.

When they walked over, the great monk said funny, "You, the prince, even the girls in the palace don't look down on you, and the palace maids of the two countries don't look down on you at the same time, haha......"

Yang Huairen will not care about the great monk's mouth, they are this kind of year-old friendship, they always say what they think of casually, and there is never any taboo.

He even laughed at himself at the words of the great monk, "What is this? When a child is so old and innocent, why should he be restrained?

Besides, people like me are naturally not treated by them, and the people they used to serve were either literary and elegant, or powerful and majestic, and I couldn't go up or down, and it just happened that both sides were not pleasant. ”

The big monk smiled, "You can see it, it's rare, it's rare, it......'s rare."

Yang Huairen shook his head and sighed, "Can't think about it?" It's difficult, the emperors of the two largest countries in the world want something from me, and they don't feel at ease with me, so what can I do? ”

The great monk smiled slightly, "Lord Wang, it's good that you can understand." After all, if you are in a high position, it is naturally easy to be remembered. ”

Yang Huairen nodded in agreement, "Actually, it's nothing, I'm originally a mountain village man or something, and I don't have much profoundness."

If they want to spy on me and want to know my every move, then let them watch it, and they may be relieved to see me so lazy.

There are some things that can't be hidden, I build a warship in the south of the Yangtze River, and the Liao side naturally wants to figure out what I want to do, if the warship goes to sea not south but north in the future, I'm afraid my result will be very bad.

I asked our officials for money in a big way last year, because I was afraid that the high-ranking bigwigs in the court would have ideas.

I can't tell you about the purpose and purpose, I'm afraid I won't be able to live in Jiangnan anymore, so the more I explain it, the clearer it is, the more they can tolerate me.

In other words, as long as I don't make trouble for them, I left the capital, they were happy to see it, I took the soldiers to Jiaozhi, they liked it even more, in short, the farther away from the court, the more relieved they were.

Of course, they didn't expect me to do anything about expanding the territory, and most of them thought they would be waiting to see my jokes. ”