The temple that seemed a little strange because he had been away for a few months made Duan Shaojun feel a lot of emotion, a few months ago, he was hungry and cold, after crossing over, he went through a lot of hardships, and finally struggled to come to the temple, and was finally rescued by the abbot of the dream.

Then, he met Ximen Chuchu who fell in the deep pool in front of the temple, and after that, he finally left this hidden dragon temple far away from the world for the first time, and since then, he has never returned.

"Little junior brother, why are you standing at the gate of the temple and being stunned, the master has been waiting for you for a long time." A fat and strong body appeared in front of the open gate of the temple, which was not only similar to the second senior brother of the flower monk Lu Zhishen, but also looked like Jianzhen.

Duan Shaojun turned over and jumped off the horse, and gave a deep salute to the second senior brother Jianzhen. "I've seen the second senior brother, and the master is good."

"Don't worry, Shizun is fine, by the way, why did you get these carriages here, could it be that Cao Gongzi didn't come?" After glancing at the three carriages, Senior Brother Jianzhen said in his loud voice like thunder.

"Here we are, but I'm lying down." Duan Shaojun touched his nose with a frown, and whispered in the ear of the second senior brother Jianzhen.

Second Senior Brother Jianzhen couldn't help but be stunned. "Cao Gongzi is sick?!"

"It's not true, it's just that I've drunk too much flower wine in Yixiang Pavilion in the past two days......" Duan Shaojun lowered his voice and explained, Second Senior Brother Jianzhen shook his head, and said with a look of envy or disdain. It's nice to be young. ”

"Second Senior Brother, you are not old, Second Senior Brother, wait a minute, Senior Brother, I will wake them up." Duan Shaojun smiled dryly and asked people to lead the horse away, and said towards the second senior brother.

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"By the way, why didn't you see that kid from Hu Jun's house?" The second senior brother asked in a low voice.

"Here, right in the last carriage, what?" Duan Shaojun asked subconsciously after pointing to the last carriage.

Second Senior Brother Jianzhen smiled, patted Duan Shaojun's shoulder, and said in a low voice. "Count this kid unlucky, he just wants to leave when he comes."

"......" Duan Shaojun blinked, damn, understood, no wonder Senior Brother Jianyin smiled so insidiously yesterday, it turned out that the trick was here. As long as this Hu Xiaoniang really dares to go to the Hidden Dragon Temple, then she wants to leave.

I thought of Hu Xiaoniang squatting in this Hidden Dragon Temple all day long, eating bran and vegetables, and having to bury her head in the sage books. And dreaming of the abbot, the insidiousness of his master, Duan Shaojun knows it very well.

Not...... It seems that it has come to such a time, as a friend, at most, he can bow to Hu Xiaoniang, who has entered the clutches of the master, and pay three minutes of silence. Of course, Duan Shaojun would not sympathize, but would feel very happy.

It's not right to say this, I am happy that Uncle Hu can have a reformed education, realize his past mistakes, and grow into a young man with all-round development of morality, intelligence, physical fitness, aesthetics, and labor, and wholeheartedly for the country and the people.

Shaking her head, which was still a little dizzy, Hu Xiaoniang got out of the carriage and saw Master Jianzhen stroking his beard and looking at himself with a smile, but that smile felt weird, so weird that Hu Xiaoniang couldn't help but shiver. Raised his head and looked at the sky, hey, the sun is quite big, why there is a chill that seeps people.

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Cao Zhongde yawned like an old medicine ghost and walked out of the carriage, his steps were a little weak, and the blue and black circles under his eyes were at least a lot less than yesterday, and it seemed that he should have rested well last night.

After the second senior brother greeted these guests, he said that he was going to report to the master, and in addition, after letting Duan Shaojun lead his fox friends and dog friends to go shopping, remember to go to the pond in the back mountain, and the master will pass over in a while.

Duan Shaojun led these brothers to hang out here under the order. I have to say that the Hidden Dragon Temple is located in an excellent place with excellent scenery, and the name of the Hidden Dragon Temple also has a great history.

It is rumored that in the previous dynasty, there was a son of heaven in the south of the Yangtze River, after passing by this Lanting, he saw the beautiful scenery here, on a whim, he personally stepped up the mountain, and when he reached the mountainside, the moonlight was already hanging in the air, so he stayed at the waterhole on the mountainside of this half-mountainside.

As a result, in the middle of the night, when he was drinking with his ministers, some people exclaimed, saying that there seemed to be a dragon swimming in this pool. Everyone took a closer look, and by the moonlight, they realized that there was a long and winding stone ridge at the bottom of the clear and transparent water, twisting and winding for more than ten zhang, as if there was a dragon hidden in the pool.

It made everyone amazed, and they all slapped their own sons of heaven crookedly, with profound implications, the real dragon and the son of heaven are here, and those stone dragons and water dragons can only bow down, and even dare to hide, embarrassed to see this human-like kind.

Hearing such a sycophant, the Son of Heaven Longyan Dayue immediately ordered to build a palace in this place, called the Hidden Dragon Palace. It's a pity that after this son of heaven hiccups, none of his children and grandchildren are willing to hang out.

However, a son of heaven in front of the last emperor sincerely worshiped the Buddha, and then happened to meet a high monk, who cured his son's illness.

However, this master, who is a person from Jiangnan, is only willing to go deep into the people, and does not want to stay in Beijing. So, the Son of Heaven issued an edict and rewarded this hidden dragon palace to this master as his temple property. As a result, the Hidden Dragon Palace became the Hidden Dragon Temple.

And the great monk of the Hidden Dragon Temple is the ancestor of the master who dreamed of the abbot. It has a history of nearly 200 years. However, it was in the midst of that civil strife more than a decade ago.

This Hidden Dragon Temple was also badly damaged by the defeated army, and the former abbot had no choice but to go down the mountain to rebuild the mountain gate, and just accepted the abbot of the dream as a disciple.

After the abbot of the dream became the abbot of the Hidden Dragon Temple, the temple was repaired and expanded several times, so that today's Hidden Dragon Temple is not as good as those thousand-year-old temples. However, it has also become a famous temple in Yangzhou.

Of course, especially in the eyes of those who are in charge, the emperor's elder brother is squatting here, even if this is not a famous temple and ancient temple, it is still now.

Although few of these officials have really seen this dreaming abbot who ignores mundane things, they are also very knowledgeable, and every New Year's holiday, they will come here with their families to offer incense and throw some incense money.

It's equivalent to brushing up on the sense of existence, at least it can't leave any bad impression on the abbot of the dream, the first snake in the south of the Yangtze River.

Of course, after more than ten years, coupled with the deliberate low-key nature of the dream abbot, fewer and fewer people know what kind of big guy is squatting here. However, those high-level officials know it well.

Just like the self-righteous fool like Wang Sima last time, or an official below the fifth grade, these guys don't know the background and backing of the Hidden Dragon Temple at all.

But at the beginning of his tenure, he would be told by his boss that there are some places and some people who can't be provoked.

Walking around this ancient temple that has been famous in the south of the Yangtze River in less than two hundred years, although even daily necessities in this era often exceed two hundred years, it is said that the small jar used by Wang Yanchang's family to make wine, the earliest batch of goods was ordered more than 400 years ago when the Lanting Wang family became the largest winemaker in Lanting.

The stock is still in use, and in this temple, every notched bowl and every pair of chopsticks gave Duan Shaojun a strong and strong sense of history, as well as the huge loss of appetite.

Cao Zhongde is a talented man who has traveled almost all over the south of the Yangtze River, and for this ancient temple that can almost be called new, well, almost negligible for two hundred years, at most, he sighed, mainly for the scenery.

Soon, the group slowly paced to the waterhole in the back mountain. It was on the edge of the pond where Duan Shaojun roasted grouse. I saw the other end of the waterhole, where in a dilapidated grass pavilion, the abbot of Mengfu was posing as a monk, stroking his long beard, holding a pu fan, and fanning the mud pot.

There are also a few disciples who are carefully cleaning the outside of an altar wrapped in black mud, and at a glance they know that it is an old stock.