Chapter 158 Beautiful Woman

Yang Bailao has a feeling of swinging his fist on the cotton. The fairy monk in front of him has no way at all, but if the housekeeper of the Duke of Sui can't even do this, then he doesn't have to go back. He can directly roll up the bedding and go home to farm.

So he smiled and continued to grind with his surname. "The master is really a land fairy who knows everything. In fact, even the little one doesn't know what his wife invited the master to do in the past, that is to say, it's very important. Looking at the lady's sad face, I, as a servant, was so uncomfortable, so I asked the master to do it. Why don't I kneel down for you!"

This face is not small. According to the current transcendental position of the Duke of the Sui Dynasty in the Northern Zhou Dynasty, even as a big housekeeper of a servant, it is not comparable to ordinary people.

If he doesn't quit, he naturally knows the depth. He just wants to find some psychological balance and let Yang Guang's mother worry for a while. No matter how great his monk's ability is, if he really offends Mrs. Dugu of the Duke of Sui, he will definitely have no good fruit to eat.

So he quickly stretched out his hand to help Yang Bailao, who was about to kneel down, and recited the Buddha's name, "Nanwu Amitabha Buddha, what's the pain of the benefactor? Although the little monk knows something you don't know, the little monk also has the difficulties of the little monk. There are some words that can't be said..."

When Yang Bailao saw that this move was effective, he immediately increased his chips. "The little one also knew that the master was like a fairy. His status was noble. The little one immediately arranged a sedan chair carried by eight people to greet him. On the one hand, the cold wind hurt the master..."

If you don't stop snickering in your heart, the flower monk sits in a sedan chair. This is not a joke, hehe. Although he has the ability to see a lot of cars on the market, he really hasn't taken the sedan chairs carried by these eight people. However, he can't say so, "Sin, sin, the four monks are empty and compassionate, how can they work on others' legs and feet!" Alas... Looking at the sincerity of the noble lady and the loyalty of the benefactor, the little monk is reluctant to go there, but the first little monk who should not say will never say that, the second little monk is not blessed to accept the eight-lifted sedan chair, and the little monk walks by himself..."

Don't talk about it. If the master walks by himself, he will have to go to the Year of the Monkey, so Yang Bailao immediately ordered the family members who followed him to prepare eight sedan chairs as soon as possible!

There are many people in the government of the Sui State of the Eight-lifting sedan chair. Even the sedan chair husband is a professional who specializes in domestication. For speed, the mastery of the stable surname and comfort is in place!

At this moment, he sits happily in this big, warm and comfortable sedan chair without quitting, which also makes him suddenly understand the truth that a person can't just have money and ability. He must have enough status. At least he can go out casually to make this kind of eight-person sedan chair, right?

The sedan chair was carried directly into the mansion of the State of Sui. The monk came down with a calm face and twisted the Buddha beads under the guidance of Yang Bailao to the inner hall. Dugu Jialuo has been waiting for a long time, but she will never get up to meet a monk with her transcendent status and identity. Although this monk has a great reputation, the monk is a monk. Although Buddhism was valued in the Zhou Dynasty, it was never as exaggerated as in the Northern and Southern Dynasties.

The second monk is still very young, no more than 2 years older than his second brother.

So Dugu Jialuo sat majestically in the master's chair and waited for him. The monk met and recited the Buddha's name, "Nanwu Amitabha Buddha, the little monk is polite!"

He didn't call the benefactor or the wife. He didn't call her anything. He just said hello, neither humble nor arrogant. He was never like an ordinary monk who saw Mrs. Dugu flattering desperately.

Dugu Jialuo has never seen it, but she has heard all kinds of legends about him for a long time, but now the real person is standing in front of her, but she suddenly has a feeling of uneasiness. The monk Mingming Yushu's lips are red and white, but she was nervous for no reason, and even the two hands consciously crossed.

It seems that the monk can see what she is thinking at a glance. This feeling is not good!

But on the surface, her face has a faint smile and her usual majesty to the outside world. "Please sit down. It's cold outside. It's really annoying..."

He didn't quit or be polite. He immediately sat on the master's chair with drooping hands, and then looked at his nose and mouth. The Buddha beads in his left hand still kept counting. No one knew what he counted, and no one knew what scriptures he was silently reading in his mouth.

It's just that even if he entered the Duke of the Sui Dynasty, he still looked free from the world. Except for the necessary greetings, he never looked at the rest. In this way, anyone who saw him had to praise the real fairy-like figure from the bottom of his heart.

Of course, this person absolutely does not include the second young master and the boss's wife.

When the monk did not look at Dugu, Dugu quickly became smooth. He thought that the monk was so famous at such a young age, but he was not arrogant or impatient. Not to mention anything else, this extraordinary mentality and temperament alone was absolutely within reach.

But then the monk was a little faceless. He didn't drink tea, didn't eat snacks, and just sat there straight chanting scriptures. His voice was not loud or small, as if he regarded the inner hall of the Duke of Sui as his Baoguang Temple.

Dugu Jialuo was anxious and couldn't be patient with the monk, so he asked, "Actually, I called the master this time because..."

But the monk who just opened her mouth and recited the scriptures immediately interrupted, "Madam, you don't have to say anything. The monk has known it for a long time..."

Dugu Jialuo was stunned, but then he figured out that Li Xingzhi and others had asked him to divination before, so he naturally knew about his second brother. It was not surprising. "In this case, please ask the master to divination again to see where Ali is and whether it is dangerous. I can send someone to pick it up immediately..."

Don't quit and get up slowly, "Buddha said, blessings and misfortunes depend on each other, and blessings are born with each other, blessings are disasters, and misfortunes are blessings. Madam, you don't have to worry too much. The mystery will naturally be solved when it is time to be solved..."

He began to play with mysterious riddles, but this trick is still very lethal to ancient housewives, even at the level of Dugu Jialuo, because this is very mysterious and unfathomable.

In fact, the monk had an evil heart at the first sight when he saw Dugu Jialuo. He had long heard that Mrs. Dugu had an extraordinary appearance and temperament, with a special charm on her body. Today, she was really extraordinary at first sight. She applied a little powder, with fair skin and slightly rich, and she exuded a strong ** power of mature women all over her body.

But the monk himself also knew that Dugu Jialuo was definitely not the woman he should fantasize about, so he didn't dare to sit in the master's chair and read the Diamond Sutra.

However, although you can't fantasize, there is still no problem with a little close contact and interaction, hehe.

"If madam believes in the little monk, it's better to play a game with the little monk first, and the matter will be known..."

The flower monk here actually wanted to play chess with Mrs. Dugu at this gum. Dugu Jialuo was stunned and puzzled. "At this time, I'm really not in the mood to play chess. The master has something to say directly."

The flower monk will not give up easily. In fact, he has always preferred mature women. Dugu Jialuo in front of him can be said to be the best among mature women and the best among the best!

"The game can make the wife calm, and the game can have a result. Of course, if the wife doesn't want to, the little monk will never force it..."

Dugu Jialuo nodded and agreed, and the two immediately went to the greenhouse to play Go.

A monk, a wife, a few subordinates, two brazier, everything seems so unreliable!