Chapter 300: Journey to Ancient Tianzhu (1)

Lelang drank tea while looking at everything in the backyard. The cool breeze made him intoxicated.

"So you are here, I thought why the rocking chair was missing." Shaoqing came over slowly holding a cup of honey-soaked boiling water. Since drinking the honey water, she felt that her skin seemed to be much whiter, tenderer and rosier.

Her hair also became dark and beautiful. After this discovery, she soaked the water she drank every day in honey.

Lelang changed the water he drank at home to the spring water in the Yu Ruyi space. The spring water in the Yu Ruyi space of Shaoqing was combined with the honey produced by the white jade bees. It was no wonder that his skin was not good. Even Lelang's mother-in-law every day

Every time I call, I always praise the Lelang family.

The things are good, especially honey. She said that after drinking honey, her hair turned black and she became healthier. She also said that many relatives asked her to buy some honey. How could Lelang sell so much honey to others?

Occasionally I sent some to her.

"I lie down in the rocking chair and fall asleep, and I have to live half a day to relax." Le Lang said while drinking honey water and shaking his head.

Shaoqing looked at it and smiled, "You look like the nerd on TV."

"Nerd, why, aren't you like the handsome guys in those soap bubble love TV series?" Shaoqing likes to watch those love TV series. He will laugh or shed tears when he sees the touching parts, so Le Lang will face it

She was so teasing.

"You are so beautiful, what's the use of being so handsome? You just hang out everywhere." After hearing what Le Lang said, Shaoqing said angrily.

"If you say this to those acting boys, they will have to jump off the building."

"What does it have to do with me if they jump off the building?"

"Aren't you a fan of theirs? Otherwise, why were you still crying there yesterday?" Le Lang teased with a smile.

"Who is their fan? That's called touching. Do you understand?" Shaoqing rolled his eyes at Lelang and said.

"Oh, then, you were moved when you screamed at night!" After hearing Shaoqing's words, Le Lang looked at her with strange eyes.

"You are seeking death. What nonsense are you talking about in broad daylight?" Shaoqing looked at it, raised his fist and hit Le Lang. Le Lang grabbed her and took her into his arms.

Shaoqing struggled to get up, but was hugged tightly by Le Lang. Seeing that he could not get up, he lay on his chest, looking gentle like a little woman.

The tall banana trees blocked most of the scorching sun that hit the pavilion, but there were still a few rays of sunlight shining through the layers of banana leaves. The cool breeze blew on the two of them, making them indescribably lingering and gentle.

Le Lang lay on the rocking chair, and Shaoqing just lay on top of him, quietly, the two of them enjoyed this rare time.

"By the way, honey, I've been doing some research over the past few days, and I feel like we can combine wedding photos with honeymoon. We can travel on honeymoon and take wedding photos at the same time. What do you think?"

"Whatever you want, where do you think we are going?" Shaoqing asked. She was lying on Lelang like this, and Lelang could faintly smell the faint fragrance coming from her body.

"India."

India, in the Han Dynasty, was called Shendu, that is, Tianzhu. It was first seen in historical records, and it was recorded in the Historical Records of Dawan: "There is a country of Shendu in the southeast of Daxia." The Book of Mountains and Seas says: "The country of Shendu is where the Xuanyuan family lives." Suo Yin

Said: The body sound is dry and the poisonous sound is deep. Meng Kang explained: That is

Tianzhu is also called Tiandu in the Western Regions in the Han Dynasty, and Du Du is passed down in the Later Han Dynasty as Tiandu. After returning from the Western Regions, Xuanzang of the Tang Dynasty said in accordance with the sound and meaning of all the sutras: "Tianzhu may be said to be poisonous for the body, or it may be said to be a wise bean, both of which are wrong. It is correct to say India. The name of India

The month, the month has a thousand names, so this is the same name."

Lelang first learned about India from Indian songs and dances. When he saw Indian songs, dances and beauties, he was attracted by the exotic customs. The exotic buildings and the women in foreign countries who were completely different from Chinese customs were what he had always liked.

reason.

So this time for wedding photography and honeymoon, he wanted to do all the things he wanted to do before. He wanted to see what makes this country as old as China unique.

In the seventh month of the new lunar calendar, the kindergarten where Sanlang studied was on holiday like the elementary school students. Lelang took care of things at home and asked Lao Dao and Naruto to help look after the house. He took Shaoqing and Sanlang on a flight to Delhi, India.

to India.

On this trip, we went to take wedding photos first, and then played by ourselves. Most Indians spoke English and Hindi, so this time Le Lang specially asked A Cong to help through his relationship with the old man in his family.

I found a tour guide who was proficient in both English and Hindi. I heard that this tour guide was pretty good. Not only was he proficient in Hindi and English, but he also knew some local Indian languages. He was really good at it.

After getting off the plane, Le Lang took his luggage and Shaoqing, and Sanlang walked out of the airport. As soon as he walked out of the airport, he saw a woman holding a sign with two Chinese characters for Le Lang waiting at the exit, and there was another woman next to him.

Le Lang looked at it and walked over with his luggage, "Hello."

"Hello."

"Hello."

Le Lang shook hands with the two women one by one. He had already met several of them on video and through phone calls.

"This is my wife, Shaoqing, and this is Sanlang." Le Lang introduced them.

"Hello, I'm Han Yajing."

"I am Ashmita."

Although they had seen it on the video, it was not reality after all, so Le Lang reintroduced it to them.

Han Yajing is the tour guide in charge of Lelang's India trip, and Ashmita is the host of Lelang's wedding photography. She came to pick her up at the airport today just to get to know each other, so as not to delay the subsequent work.

After chatting for a while, Lelang and the others got into the car driven by Han Yajing, followed by Ashmita in the car.

Le Lang had heard many rumors about this ancient country, but when they appeared in front of him, he had a different feeling.

This is a country where reality and tradition are combined. You can see modern urban buildings as well as ancient colors, and the same goes for pedestrians on the street. Modernity and tradition blend together softly, and it does not look out of place.

India is a democratic country that worships various animal totems, especially the cow.

Along the way, Sikhs wearing turbans, old beggars wearing "bottle-bottom glasses", yellow taxis driving "ambassador brand" and rich people driving luxury cars passed by the window from time to time.

A ridiculous and curious sight. Because of democracy, it is possible to

I saw all kinds of means of transportation, including elephants, motorcycles, buses, and three-wheelers. There is nothing you can't think of. There is a big pile of dark green cow dung on the road over there, and there is a cow dung over there.

The scalpers were mooing there, and the scalpers were weaving in and out of the traffic, looking quite contented, more leisurely than humans.

Le Lang didn't even know whether this was a city or a rural area. It was as absurd and strange as the whole world.

It was already noon when we arrived at the hotel where we were staying. I had a casual meal with Han Yajing and Ashmita and exchanged feelings by the way.

After eating, Ashmita left. The wedding photo shoot had been booked. She came to pick her up today just to get to know each other. Hanyajing stayed and followed Lelang to the room to talk.

Itinerary for the past few days.

Han Yajing and Le Lang walked into the room together, came to the seats beside them, took out a stack of information from the backpack they brought, and said, "Mr. Le..."

"Don't call me Mr. Le, call me Alang. Calling me Mr. Le makes me feel weird."

"Uh, okay, then I'll call you A Lang." Originally, Han Yajing didn't have to do the job of a tour guide, but she was sent here by the superiors, so she had no choice but to do her best, but she was still a little reluctant.

When I heard Le Lang say this, my reluctance dissipated a little.

"Take a rest later. I will take you to the markets in New Delhi and Old Delhi in the afternoon. You will not go out at night. There is nothing interesting outside at night and there are no lights. We will go to Agra tomorrow. You have to stay in Agra.

We will take wedding photos for a day. After the shooting, I will take you to spend a day in Agra, and then go to Jaipur..." Han Yajing put the information on the table and started talking incessantly.

Lelangtou is big.

"Wait a minute, Ya Jing, can we finish today's things and talk about tomorrow's things? What you said made me confused. Do you understand or not? How about we take a rest and talk about it later."

"Then...Okay," Han Yajing replied with difficulty. Lelang's itinerary was for seven days. She wanted to tell him the seven-day plan, but seeing that he didn't seem to care, she agreed.

his request.

"Have you booked a room for yourself?"

"It's booked," Le Lang said as she was not familiar with the place, so she asked her to accompany them throughout the whole trip. All the expenses she incurred while working as a tour guide for them were considered Le Lang's expense, so she also booked a room for herself.

"Then you should go and take a rest. Once you have rested, we will set off."

"Okay, see you later."

"See you later."
Chapter completed!