The old monk smiled and nodded to Han Xiao. Han Xiao took a sip carefully and couldn't help but exclaimed: "Good tea! This is the best tea I have ever tasted."
Han Xiao was not really complimenting him. He had tasted a lot of good tea, but none of it could be compared with the old monk's.
"If you like it, I'll ask Yuanxin to bring some for you later." The old monk said with a smile when he saw that Han Xiao liked it.
Young Master Yuan Xin's eyes widened: "Master, you don't have much tea, how could you?"
When the emperor shamelessly asked for it, the master refused to give it to him.
Unexpectedly, just because Han Xiao said it tasted good, the master would give him a pack, which made Master Yuan Xin very confused.
What kind of ability does Han Xiao have that can make his master, who has not come out of seclusion for several years, like him so much?
I am about to fall out of favor,
He felt embarrassed by Master Yuanxin's resentful look, and Yuanxin said that this tea was very precious and the old monk didn't have much.
Although Han Xiao really wanted it, he also knew that he couldn't take someone else's love away.
So Han Xiao said softly, "No need. Master, I'm already doing you a favor by coming to drink with me this time. How could Han Xiao do such a thing as stealing someone's love!"
Hearing Han Xiao's refusal, Yuan Xin looked at Han Xiao with satisfaction. It seems that Han Xiao is quite sensible!
The old monk knocked on Yuan Xin's bald forehead in disapproval: "There's no reason to take back what you've given away."
After that, he turned to Han Xiao and said, "It's okay, young man, just keep it. I have more."
Seeing this, Han Xiao had no choice but to agree. Yuan Xin saw that the old monk had made up his mind to send it off, so he had no choice.
She could only pout and snort coldly at Han Xiao.
The old monk looked at Yuan Xin and shook his head: "Don't be offended, young man, I have spoiled Yuan Xin."
Of course Han Xiao wouldn't be surprised. After all, as an adult, he wouldn't argue with a child.
And it was all thanks to Master Yuanxin that I was able to meet the old monk.
The three chatted for a while and then headed towards the main hall when they saw that it was almost time. Han Xiao had decided to stay in Guoan Temple for the time being, but he also had to say hello to Han Mingyuan about this matter.
And the young master, today is New Year's Day, but it's a pity that I can't celebrate the New Year with him.
Thinking about it, Han Xiao still felt it was a bit of a pity.
When we found Han Mingyuan, he was chatting with a middle-aged man. Judging from his demeanor and dress, he was not an ordinary man.
"Dad, are you okay?" Han Xiao walked to Han Mingyuan's side.
Han Mingyuan turned around and saw Han Xiao, and couldn't help but blame him: "Where have you been? This is Guoan Temple. It would be bad if you offended the masters in the temple."
The middle-aged man who was just talking to Han Mingyuan saw Han Xiao coming back and said goodbye to Han Mingyuan tactfully: "Brother Han, it's getting late. I'll go first."
Han Mingyuan nodded: "Okay, let's get together again when we have time."
The middle-aged man nodded, then looked at Han Xiao curiously before leaving.
After Han Xiao saw that everyone had left, he pulled Han Mingyuan and said, "Dad, I just met the abbot of Guoan Temple and chatted with him for a while."
Hearing that Han Xiao was with the host just now, Han Mingyuan looked at Han Xiao in surprise.
Even though he has not yet entered the court, he knows that the abbot of Guoan Temple is the imperial teacher.
Moreover, he is very mysterious. He has been in seclusion for many years and never comes out unless there is something important. How could such a mysterious host chat with Han Xiao?
Seeing that Han Mingyuan was a little bit unconvinced, Han Xiao took Han Mingyuan inside and said as they walked: "Dad, seriously, I didn't lie to you. Look, the host is waiting for me over there."
Han Mingyuan looked in the direction Han Xiao pointed, and sure enough, there was an old monk talking to a young monk under the plum tree.
Some of the young monks seemed to be in a bad mood and were angry with the old monk.
Noticing Han Mingyuan's gaze, the old monk smiled at him kindly.
Han Mingyuan retracted his gaze and asked Han Xiao with suspicion: Is that really the host?
He was completely different from the Imperial Master he had imagined, mainly because the old monk was dressed too simply.
It would be easy for people who don’t know him to think that he is just an ordinary old monk.
Han Xiao nodded seriously. If the old monk had not been able to tell at a glance that he was from modern times, he would not have believed it.
But now the facts are before our eyes and we have to believe it.
Han Mingyuan knew Han Xiao's character and knew that he would never joke about such things, so Han Mingyuan straightened his clothes and walked forward.
He bowed respectfully and said, "Han Mingyuan greets the Imperial Master!"
The old monk lifted Han Mingyuan up and said, "No need to be polite. There are no outsiders here, and no imperial masters."
The old monk's voice has a calming effect. Now Han Mingyuan is sure that the old monk is the imperial teacher.
He immediately treated the old monk with more respect.
Han Xiao also patted Han Mingyuan on the shoulder and said, "Don't be nervous, Dad. The master is easy to get along with."
Han Mingyuan looked at Han Xiao disapprovingly and said seriously, "Han Xiao, you must not be rude to the Imperial Master!"
Seeing Han Mingyuan say this, Han Xiao could only touch his nose and retreat behind Han Mingyuan.
The old monk did not force it. He looked at Han Mingyuan gently and said, "I want Han Xiao to practice with me for a while, so I wanted to ask for your opinion."
Han Mingyuan didn't expect that the National Master would let Han Xiao practice with him. He looked at Han Xiao uneasily, thinking, is this brat thinking of becoming a monk?
What if Han Xiao becomes a monk? What will happen to the young master?
Seeing Han Mingyuan's conflicted expression, Han Xiao knew that Han Mingyuan was thinking in the wrong direction.
Han Xiao said helplessly to Han Mingyuan: "Dad, don't think too much. I'm just practicing for a while and will go back soon. I won't become a monk."
Seeing that his thoughts were exposed by Han Xiao, Han Mingyuan looked at the old monk awkwardly: "No, that's not what I meant..."
But no matter how he explained, the old monk just looked at him with a smile, and there was no blame in his eyes?
Han Mingyuan breathed a sigh of relief and said to the old monk, "Master Imperial Master, can't Han Xiao go back with me today?"
The old monk shook his head: "Of course, he can go back and deal with his affairs and come back later."
Han Xiao's eyes lit up when he heard this. He thought he could not celebrate the New Year with the young master.
"Thank you very much, Master. I will come over on the fifth day after the New Year!"
The old monk nodded with a smile: "Okay, but there's no need to rush. The most important thing is to take care of your own affairs."
Han Xiao nodded, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but curl up.
Han Mingyuan was also very happy. He didn't expect that Han Xiao could catch the eye of the National Master.
After saying goodbye to the old monk and the others, Han Xiao and the others prepared to go down the mountain.
Watching Han Xiao and the others quickly disappear down the mountain, Yuan Xin asked the question that had been buried in his heart.
"Master, why did you help Han Xiao so much and even gave away such important Buddhist beads?"
This is not something my own master would do.
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