The guards who were guarding opened the curtain.
There was no sound in the tent, only a few guards guarded the corner.
Yaoying stepped into the high platform under Yuanjue's gesture, her eyes fell on Tan Mo Luojia who was sitting on the treasure couch, and she was slightly startled.
Tamara wears a crimson cassock, holds a treasure in his hand, and wears a crown of gold leaves on his head. The crown is inlaid with lapis lazuli, amber, and agate. It is dazzling, elegant and luxurious.
For the first time, Yaoying saw him wearing the crown of the king's monarch, and she felt a strange feeling in her heart, and couldn't help but take a few more glances.
Tamara Ka called Prajna.
Seeing Yaoying, Hannya widened her eyes and led her to the corner behind the curtain beside the treasure couch.
Yaoying agreed, and turned her head to look at Tan Moraga, he just looked up at her, dressed in precious light, graceful and solemn.
When his eyes met, Yao Ying felt inexplicably guilty, and quickly retracted into the curtain.
"Whose seat is this?"
She asked Prajna.
With a complicated expression on Hannya's face, he said, "It used to be the seat of the little princess and the little princes. The princess is sitting here. Before the ceremony is over, don't get up and walk around. It's not good to be seen."
This is to treat Yaoying as an active child.
Yaoying laughed and sat cross-legged.
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The curtain swayed slightly, and she couldn't see her peeking out of her head.
Tan Mo Luojia looked in Yaoying's direction, and after a while, he withdrew his gaze and flicked the treasure with his fingers.
With a loud bang, the guards in front of the hall raised the flags one by one, extending from the high platform and the long steps to the bottom of the stage, merging into several giant dragons, and the field suddenly became quiet.
Bells and drums sounded in unison in the martial arts field, and five knights of different costumes rode steeds to form a battle formation. Under the leadership of Bi Su and Moviduo in mighty armor, they entered the arena with great momentum.
The whole earth seemed to be shaking.
Yaoying sat behind the curtain and looked down from a height, and could see the other embassies of various countries in the tent, and everyone could not take their eyes off the knights of the Five Armies under the stage.
The knights of the five armies were in good order, and their military appearance was well-organized. After the performances of cavalry and shooting, charging, plundering, and sieging the city, the embassies of various countries looked solemn, and several small tribal messengers wiped their sweat quietly.
When Bi Su and Moviduo led the knights to retreat, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.
The drums stopped, and the musicians from Qiuci played cheerful music. The princes and nobles, the embassies of various countries, and the common people, who were dressed in fresh clothes, lined up in a queue to offer birthday gifts to the main hall one by one. plate.
When it was the turn of the Viramara Kingdom to present the gift, the noisy voices in the field suddenly quieted down, and countless eyes fell on Princess Manda, who was surrounded by a group of costumed dancing girls.
The dancers began to dance and made various postures to pray to the gods. Princess Manda came out more and more and stepped forward slowly, with a graceful figure and natural charm.
She had a red dot on her forehead, she was wearing a veil, and she was wearing a tight long skirt embroidered with lotus patterns of pearls and gems. Encrusted with gems, dozens of gold bracelets were worn on his wrists and bare ankles, and with the music, his hands twisted like flower petals, his legs bent, and he slowly bowed to Tamaroka.
It has not danced yet, but it is full of style.
In an instant, the blowing wind became soft.
Everyone present couldn't help holding their breath.
In the silence, Yaoying heard Prajna grinding her teeth.
"The people of Viramara are so shameless!" he said angrily.
The people of Piramara regard dance as a way to communicate with the gods. Whenever there are sacrifices and celebrations, there is a dance to the gods. Dance is more like a religious ceremony. The people of Piramara express their blessings by dancing. The royal court official could not refuse.
I heard that Princess Manda studied dance in a temple since she was a child. Her dance is classical and beautiful, and full of temptation. It can arouse the desire of men. She dances in the name of worshipping the gods.
Prajna looked at Princess Manda, her face turned blue.
Yaoying held back her smile so as not to add fuel to the fire.
Under the stage, Princess Manda was already dancing to the music, her waist twisted, her hands were in ever-changing poses, and the golden bracelets on her wrists and feet rang with the rhythm. The dazzling stars shake, the flower vines fight the dragon and the snake move.
Elegant and moving, extremely charming.
Everyone was fascinated by the sight. Several men stood up blankly, craned their necks, and wished they could take a closer look.
Yaoying was frail when she was a child, so she was suggested to learn dance to strengthen her body.
After the song, the music suddenly became slow, Princess Manda's eyes wandered, she slowly took off her veil, and her exquisite jade feet stepped on the Persian red carpet, moving to the main hall step by step.
Behind the curtain, Yaoying couldn't help but admire: No wonder they all say that Princess Manda's dancing skills are exquisite, her dancing is dexterous and elegant, her dance is firm and soft, full of vitality, and has an indescribable noble and graceful religious meaning, holy and charming. All in one, it's almost breathtaking.
Princess Manda has moved to the main hall.
Tammaraka never watched songs and dances, and Viramara could only ask her to dance on the pretext of worshipping the gods. She knew that the opportunity was rare, and she did everything in her power. Rich and gorgeous.
Princess Manda danced in front of Tamaroka's treasured couch, and her dancing posture became more and more graceful. When she leaned over, her legs were slightly split, the tulle fell off, and her skin was glowing with a honey-colored luster. The temptation was about to come out, and the felt tent was faintly flowing. With extravagant love | desire.
Prajna's face began to slowly turn purple.
Yaoying leaned in front of the curtain, her eyes closely following Princess Manda, who was as dazzling as a blooming flower. Just as she was fascinated by it, she felt a cold gaze falling on her, and she couldn't help feeling agitated, looking towards her. Thamaraga looked.
He looked at her, expressionless.
Yaoying felt guilty again in her heart, she shrank back embarrassedly, and closed the curtain.
For him, the current situation must be very embarrassing, and she shouldn't be so excited to watch the fun.
The music outside the curtain continued, Princess Manda's watery gray-green eyes looked at Tamaroka, and her heart sank when she realized that he didn't look at her at all.
Is this monk really able to cut off passion | lust
She danced superbly, and while spinning rapidly, she paid close attention to Tamaroka, and found that he would occasionally cast a glance at the curtain next to the treasure couch, twisting his waist slightly, and approaching the curtain.
Tamaroka frowned slightly.
Princess Manda rolled her eyes, leaned forward, and brushed aside the curtain with her long fingers.
Behind the curtain, Yaoying responded quickly and pushed Prajna out.
Princess Manda was stunned when she saw his angry, distorted face, and moved away suspiciously.
Prajna jumped in anger, closed the curtain, and approached Tan Moraga: "King, I'll ask the musician to stop playing!"
Tamara said lightly: "Since it is a gift from another country, let them finish the performance."
Prajna should be gritted his teeth.
The song is over.
Princess Manda leaned over and saluted, charming and graceful.
Tamara looked at her.
There was silence on and off the stage.
Everyone looked in the direction of the high platform.
In the silence, Tamaroka flicked his fingers.
Prajna immediately raised his voice and sang, "Next!"
There was a commotion in the audience, as if a stone fell into the water, creating ripples, and the sound of discussion was passed around.
Princess Manda stiffened, shock, puzzlement, and humiliation flashed across her face, she got up and left with the urging of Prajna.
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In the felt tent, Yaoying heard the music outside and stopped, and quietly opened a slit to look out.
The back of Princess Manda's departure is still light.
Tan Moraga turned her head sideways and glanced at Yaoying.
Yaoying grabbed the curtain with both hands, showing only half of her face, and smiled at him, she knew that he would not be confused by Princess Manda's demon dance.
Her eyes were clear, in addition to admiration and admiration, there was also a bit of apology for causing trouble to him.
Tamaroka withdrew his gaze.
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Next, countries continue to present birthday gifts.
When it was Yaoying's turn, Yuanjue came over to call her, and she crept out, out of the felt tent from the other end of the long steps. Bi Suo and Moviduo changed their armors and were walking up the stairs. When they saw her coming out of the main hall, their footsteps paused.
Yaoying didn't have time to say hello to Bi Suo, and hurriedly walked down the high platform from the other side.
Prajna sang Yaoying's title aloud.
For a moment, the music and speech stopped, and even the sound of hunting wind quietly disappeared.
Yao Ying did not enter the hall, but stood in the snow under the stage, facing countless eyes of curiosity, vigilance, disgust or contempt, smiled slightly, looked around, her eyes flowed like autumn water.
There was still silence on and off the field.
Yaoying motioned to Wang Ting's official to come forward and said, "I want to present a gift to the Buddha, please come and watch the princesses."
The ceremonial official looked at her with a look of horror, and saw a smile in her eyes, knowing that she was not joking, and sent someone to tell the other princesses.
The princesses were in shock and doubted that Yaoying was going to do something bad, but if they refused to push them in public, they would be looked down upon, and they also wanted to get closer to see what methods Yaoying would do. , snorted coldly, and walked out of the felt tent.
Soon, the seats of princesses from various countries moved to the stage.
There was an uproar in the field.
On the stage, Bi Suo frowned, "Princess Wen Zhao wants all the princesses to come and watch her present?"
Hannya gritted his teeth, hating iron for not being steel, "I thought Princess Wen Zhao could hold her breath, but I didn't expect her to be jealous!"
Yuanjue was trembling and looked around: "The princess can't beat people, right? Shall we stop the princess?"
Only Mobido stared at Yaoying under the stage with a smile on his lips: "Princess Wenzhao challenged all princesses generously, why not?"
Bi Su looked towards Tamaroka.
Tan Mo Luojia frowned slightly, looked at Yao Ying under the stage, and nodded to him.
Bi Suo understood and hurriedly stepped off the high platform.
In the ice and snow, Yao Ying was wearing a narrow-sleeved robe, with two personal soldiers standing behind her, glancing at the other princesses in front of the stage.
Princesses from different countries have different expressions, staring at her without blinking, waiting to see what gift she will offer.
A princess whispered, "Could it be that she also dances?"
Others sneered: "Princess Manda's demon dance can't impress Buddha, is her dance better than Princess Manda?"
Amidst the discussion, Bi Suo stood in the corner and looked at Yaoying.
Yaoying calmly clapped her hands.
The personal soldier stepped forward with a curved-neck copper pot. She opened the stopper of the copper pot, took out a small bottle, and slowly poured the boiling water into the copper pot.
In a short while, strands of five-color clouds emerged from the mouth of the pot, diffused, and the sun shone, Yu Yu was dazzling.
Standing on the snow, Yaoying is slender and graceful, surrounded by clouds, like a goddess in a fairyland on a mural.
Everyone was stunned, and they tried their best to hide their surprise.
Yaoying pointed to the five-colored cloud and said loudly: "I once saw a towering tree in my dream, full of golden flowers, solemn and beautiful. Today, I want to present the birthday gift to the son of Buddha, which is exactly what I saw in my dream. See the golden flower."
Everyone looked at her, and then at the empty ice and snow, with suspicious expressions on their faces.
Someone burst out laughing: "In this season when no grass grows, where do you get the flowers?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Yaoying waved her sleeves gently, and in the colorful clouds, the shadow of a big tree faintly appeared. A green space appeared, and a large tree rose from the ground, with lush branches and leaves. After a while, dense flower bones began to appear on the tree, and each flower was brilliant golden.
Everyone was dumbfounded and stood up involuntarily.
In the snow, the trees are full of golden flowers blooming, and the brilliance is flickering, solemn, holy, gorgeous, dreamlike and beautiful.
There seems to be music coming from the hazy, melodious, like fairy music.
On and off the stage, there was silence.
In the clouds and mist, thousands of golden flowers are competing to release their stamens, and there is no sign of withering.
After a long while, on the high platform, someone with tears in their eyes shouted excitedly, "Udumbara Flower! It's Udumbara Flower!"
"The Udumbara flower will only appear in the world for three thousand years. When it is in full bloom, the tree is full of golden flowers. That is the Udumbara flower mentioned in the "Buddha-like Mud Huan Sutra"!"
"The merits of the Buddha's son are immeasurable. God and Buddha entrusted the dream to the Chinese girl, just to make the Udumbara flower appear on the Buddha's son's birthday!"
Everyone has heard of the legend of the Udumbara flower. The believers believe deeply in the dream of the gods and Buddhas. They suddenly realize that, with a fanatical expression on their faces, they all kneel down, put their hands together, and pay homage in the direction of Tanmaraka.
The congratulations resounded through the sky.
The embassies of various countries were dumbfounded and shocked, their eyes almost popping out of their sockets.
Bi Suo in the corner looked at Yaoying in the mist with a shocked expression.
Yaoying remained motionless, the clouds and mist began to dissipate, and the outline of the tree gradually blurred.
Seeing that the atmosphere of the audience was driven by Yaoying, the envoy of Viramara who had returned to God was stunned and shouted to the sky: "The flowers are gone!"
Everyone was busy looking at the sky, and Jinhua became dim. They looked at each other and looked anxious.
Yaoying didn't panic, she reached out and grabbed into the air.
The clouds and fog dissipated, the music disappeared, and the ground was still covered with thick white snow, no big trees, and no flowers.
Everyone looked frustrated, all looked at Yaoying, hoping that she could ask for a miracle again.
Yaoying slowly opened her hands, golden light floating in her palms.
Everyone exclaimed in surprise: she was holding a cluster of blooming golden flowers in her hand!
Everything just now is not an illusion, the Udumbara flower has really appeared in the world!
"The Udumbara flower will come to the world again, and the royal court will be able to live in peace and prosperity for a long time!"
One person shouted this sentence aloud, and the others followed suit, forming a huge noise.
Hannya couldn't believe it, and was surprised and happy. When everyone calmed down, he rushed off the stage with a smile on his face, carefully took the golden flower in Yaoying's hand, placed it in a golden plate, and presented it to the Tamaroka case.
Under the stage, the princesses of various countries slowed down and looked at each other.
They lost, Princess Wenzhao was enlightened by the gods and Buddhas in her dream, and she even offered the Udumbara flowers to the Buddha. What did they compare with her
Yaoying presented the golden flower, did not leave immediately, and glanced at the princesses with a smile.
The princesses felt a sudden shock, their cold hairs stood on end, and an ominous premonition passed through their hearts.
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The ceremony is over.
The people were still immersed in the surprise of the Udumbara flower, and they laughed and laughed everywhere.
In the cart returning to Wang Temple, Prajna respectfully held the golden plate with a smile on his face.
Tanmaraka glanced at the golden flowers on the plate with a calm expression.
There was a rush of hooves from outside the curtain. Yuanjue reined in her horse beside the car window and cupped her hands: "Wang, after the ceremony, Princess Wenzhao did not return to the Wang Temple immediately."
Tamara Raja raised her eyes: "Where did you go?"
Yuanjue hesitated for a moment and said, "Princess... The princess left the other princesses, as if she wanted to compete with them, and General Ashina accompanied the princess... The other little ones didn't understand..."
Tamara frowned slightly, "Follow me and watch."
The sense of fate should be, poke the horse and turn around.
When Tammaraka returned to the king's temple, the monks in the temple had heard that there was a miracle at the ceremony, and rushed to come to see the Udumbara flower.
He ordered Prajna to put away the golden flower, take off the crown, return to the meditation room, hold the pearl in his hand, and close his eyes to meditate.
After half an hour, the sky was getting dark, and a guard returned to return.
"King! Princess Wenzhao and princesses from other countries confront each other outside the city."
"Princess Wenzhao said that she truly admired the king, and that she was punished by gods and Buddhas in her dreams, and that she was burned, beaten with wood, and drowned. Life was better than death, but she still had a sincere heart for the king, and princesses from all countries wanted to stay like her. Must go through the same punishment as her."
"Princess Wenzhao's personal soldiers set up an altar outside the city, and the altar was ablaze with fire. The princess said that whoever dares to walk through the fire is qualified to say that he admires the king. The people heard that, and they all ran to watch the fun."
"Princesses from other countries tried to throw a veil into the altar of fire. The veil burned into a plume of black smoke. The princesses were afraid to go forward."
Having said that, the guards kneeling outside the meditation room suddenly raised their voice.
"Under the eyes of the public, Princess Wen Zhao stepped into the altar of fire!"
"The princess' clothes immediately caught fire, and some princesses started crying..."
The Zen room was silent for a moment.
The next moment, there was a harsh sound of the beads rubbing against each other, and Tamara opened his eyes.
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The twilight is deep, and the sunset glows in the sky.
A carriage drove to the corner gate of Wangji Temple.
Bi Suo and Yaoying jumped off the carriage one after the other, Yuanjue followed and dismounted, the three of them chatted and laughed, stepped into the Wang Temple, and just crossed the corridor, a few guards hurried over to meet Yaoying, saying nothing. Say, stop in front of her.
"The king summons the princess."
Bi Suo said, "Wait a minute, the princess should go back and change her clothes."
The guard was inhumane and said, "Princess please forgive Xiao Xiao's rudeness. The king ordered that no matter what the princess is doing, we must bring the princess to the Zen room immediately without delay."
Bi Su frowned slightly.
Yaoying thought for a while and said, "It's okay, the mage is looking for me, there must be something important."
As he said that, he glanced at the cape on Bi Suo's body, "Lend me the general's cape."
Bi Su took off the cloak and handed it to her, she took it, put it on her body, and followed the guard to the meditation room.
Candles have been lit in the Zen room, and the guards lifted the felt curtains, bringing a gust of breeze, and the flickering candles shone on the face of Tamaroka, who was sitting on the futon. There are ripples.
"Mage?"
Yaoying walked in and asked softly.
Tamaroga raised her eyes and glanced at the cloak on her body, "Undo it."
The tone is light, without a trace of emotion.
Yaoying was stunned for a moment, holding on to the cloak.
Tamara frowned slightly, and nodded his chin towards the futon beside him.
Yaoying walked over, sat on the futon, and looked up at him.
He lowered his head and looked down at her, his eyes dignified, "Untie."
There was an unusual sternness in the tone.
Yaoying knew that he might know about the fire altar, so she lowered her head and took off her cloak. The warm yellow candlelight reflected on her body and illuminated her clothes.
Tamara looked at her, and the guard's words rang in his ears.
Princess Wen Zhao stepped into the altar of fire!
Clothes are on fire, what about people
How can the mortal flesh survive the fire
He looked down at her, his eyes deep.
The gaze that fell on her body seemed to have turned into a real thing, with great strength, cutting Yao Ying inch by inch, her heart was beating wildly, and cold sweat slowly broke out in her palms.
"Mage?" she called out to him.
Tamara was silent.
Yaoying choked, just when she was about to sweat, Tan Moraga lowered her eyes: "Stretch out your hand."
His tone returned to his usual softness.
Yaoying breathed a sigh of relief and stretched out her hand.
Tamaroga glanced at her charred cuff, rolled up the charred part, and stuck out two fingers to check her pulse, with gentle movements.
"Did it burn?"
he asked suddenly.
Yao Ying shook her head: "Master, don't worry, the fire altar was arranged by my personal soldiers. When they were in Chang'an, they used to use this method to bluff people and look scary. In fact, they are all mysteries and won't hurt at all. I'm wearing this special cloth today, my hair is tied up, and these burning places..."
She raised the other sleeve and shook it at Tamara.
"There are only these few specially made dragon cloths, so they will burn when they encounter fire, but they will not burn."
She smiled slyly.
"There has to be a spark to scare the other princesses away."
Before, when she pressed Zhu Luyun, she deliberately attracted spies from princesses from all over the world, and released rumors, which made the princesses fear. Today, she first used illusions to confuse people, and then she used Udumbara flowers to convince everyone, so that the princesses would be suspicious of her being punished by gods and Buddhas in her dream. Finally, she gave herself into the altar of fire, and the other princesses were so frightened that they couldn't move.
In addition, by offering Udumbara flowers, Tamara will be more loved by the people, and she hopes to make up for the damage she has caused to his reputation.
Udumbara flower is actually a tree species that grows in Tianzhu, because it is recorded in Buddhist scriptures that it only blooms when the gods and Buddhas appear in the world, and with all kinds of far-fetched connections, it will be regarded as a rare spiritual flower in the world. The golden flowers made by her craftsmen are almost like real ones, and people from Tianzhu who have seen real flowers can't tell the difference, let alone Wang Tingren.
Yao Ying spoke in an understated tone, and finally said: "In this way, no one will dare to mention the words of the modern girl in the future."
Whoever dares to bring this up again, the people of the royal court will jump out first and ask them to step into the altar of fire and burn it.
Yaoying looked at Tan Mo Luojia, wrinkled the tip of her nose, and said apologetically: "I have caused a lot of trouble for the mage. I could have told everyone at the ceremony that I was instructed by the mage, and I have stopped thinking about it, and I will never again. I won't appear in front of the mage again... But Haidu Aling hasn't lost power yet, and I have concerns in my heart, so I can only find another way, and use this method to cut off other people's thoughts, and the mage can be completely clean in the future."
Tamara was silent.
Yao Ying lowered her voice and continued, "Please rest assured, Master, after one year expires, no matter what the situation is, I will definitely leave the Holy City."
Tamara was still silent.
Yaoying thought that he might not be willing to discuss the matter of the modern girl, so she stopped talking.
After a long while, Tanmaraka withdrew his fingers.
Her pulse was steady.
Yaoying retracted her hand and lowered her sleeves.
Tamara looked up at her, was silent for a long time, and asked, "Have you been punished by gods and Buddhas in your dream?"
Yaoying was stunned and shook her head: "No, those words were meant to scare other princesses, I didn't dream of gods and Buddhas."
Tan Moraga hummed, "Princess, don't say such prophecies in the future."
Yaoying nodded, a little embarrassed, "I made the Master laugh, I will copy a few volumes of scriptures tomorrow and ask the Buddha for sin."
In front of him, a monk, she lied too many times, and he definitely disagreed in his heart.
Tamara saw her discomfort, and looked away, staring at the flickering candlelight.
He wasn't blaming her.
She wasn't allowed to say this prophecy because... he would take it seriously.
Candles flicker.
He also shook in his heart.
The author has something to say: "Zhuying dazzling turns the stars and shakes, and the flower vines fight the dragons and snakes." Quoting ancient poems.
The illusion (magic) performed by Xiaoqi refers to Pu Songling's "Han Yue Fu Ru" and some ancient illusion stories.
The legend of the Udumbara flower is quoted from Buddhist scriptures.
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Question: Why perform illusions? Scary with fire
Yaoying: Because magic can only be defeated with magic.
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I’m still groping for my writing, and there are a lot of things that need to be improved. I’ve read all of your suggestions carefully, but I’m really not trying to hang up my appetite because of the slow feelings. When I decided to write a monk male protagonist, I expected the feelings The rhythm is about that.
Luo Jia is a monk. He broke the precept to kill for the ideal in his heart. He chose a different path, but he is still a monk and a monarch. It is impossible to immediately abandon his responsibility and belief and a foreign woman who is destined to leave. A double habitation.
Since he can't let go of his responsibility and belief, he won't express his feelings, and he won't take the initiative to get close, because that will only hurt Yaoying.
Don't look at it with the eyes of modern people and the perspective of God, and think that you can return to the world in minutes. People like Bi Su never thought that Luo Jia would return to the secular world. They were guarding against Xiao Qi because they were afraid that Luo Jia would go into trouble or break his precepts.
In the book, so far, no one has thought that Lorgar will return to secular life, including Lorgar himself.
Then Xiaoqi already felt ashamed of Luo Jia, and would not think about Luo Jia's goodness towards her as a love between men and women.
If you feel that your relationship is progressing slowly, you can try to gain weight, pick the part you are interested in and watch it, don't feel uncomfortable, chasing articles is for happiness.