Lancao didn't know what Tang Que was thinking. Seeing that he frowned slightly, he asked casually: "What's wrong?"

"Nothing", Tang Que Xiao, there is nothing to say about this. According to his current identity, even if the change in the court is not involved, he is not involved. After all, history has bluntly recorded that the Tang Dynasty's national strength has gradually strengthened in the past few decades and the people's livelihood in the country is stable. "Hurry up and wash, I will go to Tianfu Temple in the west of the city after washing. After I come back, I have to prepare my studies and report to the county school tomorrow morning."

Tianfu Temple located in the west of the city gate is the first Buddhist jungle in the county. The abbot of the temple, Elder Chengning, was a friend of Master Yan for many years. When Tang Que left this time, Master Yan asked him to bring a handwritten "Diamond Sutra" to his old friend.

Tang Que arrived at Tianfu Temple and explained the reason to the guest at the mountain gate. The guest monk heard that he was a student of Master Yan, so he did not ask any further questions, so he directly ordered the little shaman to take Tang Que to the abbot.

The abbot living in Chengning was in a secluded small courtyard behind the temple. Tang Que followed the shaman to the gate when he heard a faint sound of piano coming from inside.

When the little shaman heard the sound of the piano, he stopped and listened to it. He stopped and listened through the wall. He didn't understand the piano and could not hear the good or bad. He just felt that the sound of the piano was light and clear, which was completely opposite to the violent pop music that he had been used to in later generations. However, it was this qin sound that was as light as a spring water that could make people feel at ease.

The little shaman waited until the sound of the piano was swaying before reaching out and pushing the door in. There was a simple piano platform in the middle of the yard. The old monk with three white beards behind the piano platform was Chengning.

After seeing the ceremony, Tang Que handed over the Diamond Sutra written by Master Yan, and he also brought a handwritten by Master Yan.

Tang Queyuan thought of leaving after Chengjing finished reading the letter. Unexpectedly, after the old monk took the letter, he looked at him carefully. His eyes were very careful, which made Tang Que feel very awkward.

It took only a cup of tea to see this. After reading it, the old monk handed the letter from Master Yan to Tang Que, "Look at it."

Tang Que, who was full of surprise, took the letter. After reading it, he realized the origin of the old monk's strange behavior. It turned out that Master Yan was apprenticing to him in the letter, and wanted to ask the old monk to teach Tang Que's piano skills and painting skills. Because he didn't know if Chengning would agree, he didn't tell Tang Que in advance.

Now that the old monk has shown this letter to himself, he is obviously quite satisfied with him and is willing to accept this disciple.

Tang Que understood the meaning of Mr. Yan. Compared with later generations, there were fewer scholars in ancient times, but they had higher requirements for scholars. It was not just to just read good books. For example, the piano in front of him was one of the standards for the imperial court to recruit scholars in the Sui Dynasty. Although there was no such regulation in the Tang Dynasty, there was no lack of piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. Even if he was not proficient in it, he had to at least have to learn something. Just like this, he was able to enter the county school this time, which was the power of Go. As for other participation in literary gatherings and interactions between literati, these four things were indispensable. If a scholar did not know these, he would not only be ridiculed by others, but also had no room for interruption when interacting with others.

Tang Que looked at Mr. Yan's letters, and was moved in addition to being moved. When he left home this time, he also felt that the teacher's behavior was a little cold. Now it seems that he is too shallow, and his real concern is not just superficial intimate greetings.

The teacher was full of heart. Tang Quegang heard Chengning’s feelings after playing the piano with his own ears. How could he refuse such a good thing? After reading the letter, he would be the etiquette of becoming a disciple and agreed to come here every five days to learn the skills of piano painting.

Tang Queci left Tianfu Temple and returned to the house. Lan Jie'er had already boiled the water for washing and bathing. The hot air was boiling in the Lu Feng bucket, which was as tall as his chest. There was a layer of dried petals harvested and dried last autumn floating on it. The dried petals seemed to be alive after being dipped in water. The red and beautiful watery look very beautiful.

Tang Que only watched this scene on TV in his later generations. Unexpectedly, the queen of Tang traveled through time and could enjoy the last time. She took off her clothes and sank into Lu Feng. The slightly hot water made his whole body shivering, but the fatigue that had been accumulated in his bones was squeezed out.

As the hot water was stimulated and the heat was fumigated, Tang Que was so lazy that he didn't even want to reach out to take the shower veil next to him. While he was slightly closing his eyes to enjoy the hot water, with the slight sound of footsteps, Lancao slowly walked in.

A small scoop of water swept in Lu Feng, and then the hot water flowed on Tang Que's shoulder. After three or five scoops, a pair of smooth little hands picked up the shower veil and scrubbed the man's body.

Lancao rubbed Tang Que with one hand, while the other hand gently slid and gently on the man's body, "Acheng, let's go to the market after taking a shower."

The laziness and comfort made Tang Que unwilling to open his eyes, and his words were hummed from his nose, "What's the matter going to the market?"

"You have been to the county school, you have to have a scholar to serve you, right? In addition, you have to buy a few servants in the house. This is what the wife has ordered long ago. I am afraid that what I bought is not your favor, so I will wait until now." Lancao's tone was like a young wife's gentle obedience to her husband. There was still a little bit of the style of scolding the shopkeepers in a chewy manner.

The servants who bought the service must be satisfied with themselves. The master and servant clearly regarded themselves as the male master! Feeling the tenderness and sweetness from Lancao's fingers, Tang Que, who had been silent for a moment, let out a long sigh of silence. Even if his parents could not explain it, he would have to give the two masters and servants an explanation.

Until now, Tang Que didn't know whether he loved these two women. The only thing he knew was that these two women were wholeheartedly good to him, and he was very relaxed and happy when he was with them. Moreover, these were two poor women. As a man who was very close to them, making them happy became a vague responsibility.

"With you here, why do I want a student boy to do? Hongxiu Tianxiang is not good at studying at night, so I have to find a child to ruin the scenery?" Tang Que raised his arm and held Lan Jie'er's hand and caused a rustling sound. "As for the servant, if it weren't for your heart that you were too tired to work alone, I don't want any of them. It would be great if someone close to you closed the door and lived a life, there was no need to let outsiders disturb you."

"Then buy two less and let them live in the outer yard. No one is allowed to come in the second yard." Tang Que pulled Lancao's hand to comfort her, but Lancao was obviously wrong. The spring onion-like hand stopped on the man's chest for a moment and then went down. When she leaned over, Tang Que's headrest fell into two warm and delicate balls, and the microwave was soft and soft.
Chapter completed!