The wheels were reeling, and the carriage swayed over.
Yaoying glanced at the seven treasures of Buddhism on the carriage, the magnificent glaze, coral, clam, red beads, and agate, and then at the rotten melons and fruits, standing still, whispered: "Master, I fine."
Tamara held the bead in his hand, but also stood still.
There was a mess in the distance between the two, the breeze was blowing, and Luan Dingling was in front of the eaves of the car.
A series of footsteps sounded, and the guard came back holding Yaoying's dropped boots, "Princess, I found it."
Tamara raised his eyes, raised his hand towards the guard, and shook the bead lightly.
The guards were dumbfounded.
Another burst of hurried footsteps came, Li Zhongqian's tall figure appeared at the corner, he walked quickly towards Yaoying, caught a glimpse of the boots in the guard's hand, walked over, and stretched out his hand.
The guard held his boots and glanced at the calm-faced Tan Moraga, and then at the gloomy Li Zhongqian, his eyes were wide and round, and he didn't know where to put his hands and feet.
The atmosphere froze for a moment.
Li Zhongqian frowned slightly, looked at Tan Moraga, his phoenix eyes were slightly raised, he looked at him calmly, and opened his hands.
"Bring it."
He urged the guards in a deep voice.
The guard hurriedly handed him the boots.
Li Zhongqian took the boots, walked in front of Yaoying, squatted down, and put on the boots for her.
"Everyone has dispersed, let's go back first, aren't we hurt?"
Yaoying shook her head, put on her boots, and stroked the stray hair on her temples. She couldn't wait to pull Li Zhongqian a few steps forward, and said with a smile, "Brother, wait a minute, this is Tanmo who is so kind to me. Mage."
Saying that, he turned his head to look at Tamara.
"Mage, I found my brother!"
He once prayed for her and hoped that she could be reunited with her brother as soon as possible. Now that she has found her brother, even if there is nothing about the modern girl, she hopes to bring Li Zhongqian to see him.
Tamaroga stared at Yaoying.
Her clothes were dirty, her long hair was disheveled, and she was a little embarrassed, but there was no shame in her eyes.
He seldom saw her smile so lightly and cheerfully, and he had never seen her so intimate with anyone.
She was so happy, the riot just now was nothing to her, and it dissipated when the wind blew.
She is not yet eighteen years old, just in her youth, as she should be.
The river and the sky are the same color, the bright moon is bright, and the clear waves are thousands of miles away.
Those heavy pressure and bitter past should be far away from her.
Yaoying took Li Zhongqian's arm and smiled.
Li Zhongqian smiled, looked down at her, brushed the dust from her hair with his fingers, felt that Tanmo Luojia's eyes were fixed on Yaoying's face for a long time, there was a hint of doubt in the bottom of his eyes, he raised his head, facing Tanmo Loga's cold gaze.
He saluted and said solemnly: "My sister was coveted by gangsters and was living in the royal court, but fortunately she was sheltered by the mage, and she was able to escape. I am so grateful that I can't repay it."
Tamara returned to his senses and said, "It is not as good as the princess's kindness to me. If there is no princess to save me, I will not be able to give a helping hand. Because of fate, it is the emptiness of all dharmas."
Yaoying smiled.
Li Zhongqian smiled and said: "The Master is really just like Shemei said, the Dharma is profound, and the benevolence is high and righteous. When I first arrived at the royal court, I saw that the royal court was prosperous, peaceful and peaceful. The Master was respected by all people and had a grand reputation. Only then did the rumors spread, the sister-in-law felt guilty, and she felt uneasy. She came to the holy city not only to thank the Master for her kindness in person, to give her all her heart, but also to marry the modern girl..."
He paused for a moment and said meaningfully, "So as not to harm the reputation of the mage, and to prevent such a thing from happening again today."
No matter how devout the believers are, how fanatical they are when they are crazy, once they are instigated, they can do anything, and Li Yaoying will be more dangerous if she stays in the royal court for one more day.
They wouldn't allow her to really defile their god.
On the way to the holy city, Li Zhongqian observed carefully. No matter whether the towns he passed were prosperous or sparsely populated, Buddhist temples were almost everywhere, and worshippers were also set up in the tents of herdsmen. The Buddha's son and a Chinese woman are too involved.
Of course they won't show anything in front of the Buddha, all hatred will only fall on Yaoying.
Tamara and Li Zhongqian looked at each other, their eyes were like deep wells, calm and unwavering.
"it is good."
He held the Buddha beads and said softly.
A light word, as heavy as ten thousand.
After she left, someone sent a letter back, which said that once she found her brother, she would announce that she was no longer infatuated with him as agreed.
He knew this day would come.
Yaoying stood aside and shivered slightly, the melon juice soaked her clothes and clinging to her body, the wind was blowing, and it was chilly.
Li Zhongqian immediately noticed, "My sister is not feeling well, and it's a little inconvenient. I'll take her back first, and I'll go to Wang Temple to see the Master later."
Yaoying thought for a while, but didn't speak.
She is wearing this outfit, it is really not good to go directly to the Wang Temple.
Seeing this, Bi Suo, who had been watching for a while, stepped forward and said with a smile: "The carriage and horses are all ready, the princess and brother Ling should go to the Wang Temple together. If something like this happened today, there may be people hiding in the alley. , If you want to trouble the princess, it's better for the princess to be more cautious."
Yaoying looked hesitant.
Bi Suo said, "The yard where the princess lived is cleaned every day. The princess and brother Ling can go there for a while, so that brother can see where the princess has lived this year."
Yaoying was stunned for a while, and looked at Tan Moraga, his face was calm.
Li Zhongqian pondered for a moment, then nodded in response. He wanted to see where Yaoying lived.
When everyone was ready to leave, Bi Suo asked Yaoying to go first, and Li Zhongqian declined: "The Master is the king of the king's court, and I don't dare to walk with the Master, so please ask the Master first."
Bi Su narrowed her eyes.
Tamara turned around and gestured to the guard with his eyes, and the guard walked to Yaoying with a clean white robe.
He turned to look at her: "Put it on."
Don't get sick.
After he finished speaking, he turned around and left, the crimson cassock was full of sunlight, and the coolness and brilliance flowed.
…
After Tanmaraga left in the carriage, Yaoying and Li Zhongqian found a quiet place and waited for a while longer, presumably no one noticed them, so they went to Wang Temple.
Yaoying was wearing a white robe and a face towel on her face. This time, neither the guards nor the people recognized her.
Li Zhongqian stared at the white robe with the curly grass and gold pattern on her body for a while, "The Buddha treats you well?"
Yaoying nodded: "The Master treats me very well."
"Has he..." Li Zhongqian hesitated.
Yaoying: "Is there anything?"
Li Zhongqian smiled, "Nothing."
He watched Yaoying grow up. She would never laugh at the young man who adored her, but she would never get close to anyone. At the banquet, the young men tried their best to approach her. She smiled generously, politely and unattainably. The wind is clear and cloudy.
In front of the person she likes, she will be naughty and playful, and she will act like a spoiled child.
She has grown up so much, except for her brother, Li Zhongqian has never seen any man she trusts as intimately as she does to the Buddha, as if they have known each other for a long time.
Although she and Buddha Zi didn't say a word just now, they made eye contact, and her gestures and gestures revealed the uncontrollable and completely different intimacy of him.
And Buddha's attention to her is also a bit strange.
For some reason, Li Zhongqian suddenly thought of Li Xuanzhen.
Li Xuanzhen risked his life to escort him to Wang Ting and Yaoying to reunite, not just because of guilt. That man was gloomy, paranoid, and capricious. After helping the Western Army to recover Guazhou, he would definitely come back to Yaoying again.
Li Zhongqian's heart sank slightly.
The Buddha is an eminent monk, Yaoying admires him very much, maybe he cares about it and thinks too much.
The guard led them to avoid the crowd, bypassing the Wang Temple from the sidewalk, and came to the small courtyard where Yaoying lived.
The courtyard is lush and green, the grape trellis is densely packed, and clusters of crystal clear grapes hang down. The long corridor in the courtyard is clean and spotless.
Yaoying walked around the courtyard and found that all the furnishings were the same as when she left. Even the scriptures she had not read were kept as they were. They were spread out on the desk, with paperweights pressed at the corners.
The servant said, "General Ashna ordered us to come and clean every day."
Yaoying laughed, but Bi Suo was really attentive.
She took Li Zhongqian to look at the house where she lived, and told him what she did every day, where the personal soldiers lived, and which marks on the wall were accidentally left by the personal soldiers during the competition.
Li Zhongqian listened quietly, and finally, rubbed the top of Yaoying's hair.
He was relieved to know that she was doing well in Wangsi.
Yaoying said: "Brother, the Buddha is really good to me, the Tanmo family and the Han people are deeply enmity, he still protects me, I ruin his reputation, the people of the royal court will naturally hate me, what happened today and Buddha has nothing to do."
"Are you afraid that I will take my anger on the Buddha?" Li Zhongqian squinted his eyes slightly, the corners of his mouth twitched, and snorted, "When I wasn't by your side, there was someone who treated you so well and took care of you so well, it's too late for my brother to be happy, I can only be grateful to him, how can I anger him?"
Yaoying raised her eyebrows and shook Li Zhongqian's arm: "I'm not worried about this, I'm afraid that you will be unhappy for me. Brother, I don't care about the scolding of those people. Don't worry about it either."
Li Zhongqian's expression softened, "Don't worry, this is the royal court, and I will not conflict with those civilians."
The brothers and sisters changed their clothes, the soldiers came to report, the caravan arrived, and carts loaded with silk brocade, Buddhist scriptures and Buddha statues, fine china and tea were heading for the temple.
Li Zhongqian nodded: "It's better to hit the sun than to choose a day, and the matter is over today."
…
One after another, carts loaded with goods appeared outside the gate of Wangsi, forming a long dragon, and the whole long street was full of camel bells.
Prajna took the thick gift list from Lao Qi and ran into the Zen room to report back.
"Wang, the gift from Xie Langjun, the elder brother of Princess Wenzhao, is full of their carts outside the temple gate!"
Tamara took over the gift list.
The sound of footsteps outside the promenade kept coming, and the temple masters, precepts, and elders of the Wang Temple all rushed over and gathered outside the meditation room to put pressure on Tamara.
Previously, they saw that the one-year contract was about to expire, and they euphemistically hinted that Tanma Luojia announced that the modern girl would leave the temple, but Luojia ignored it.
The monks talked a lot in private and murmured: the folk legends such as "the king imprisoned Princess Wenzhao in the Wang Temple and made him a prisoner" shouldn't come true
Otherwise, why did the king delay
A few days ago, the little novice who was sweeping the courtyard quietly revealed a piece of news: Wang went to the courtyard where Princess Wenzhao lived, and stayed there for more than two hours!
The monks were uneasy and wanted to find Princess Wenzhao, and advised her to leave on her own, not to leave.
There was a riot in the square today. The elder brother of Princess Wenzhao came down from the sky and personally came to take the princess back to the Central Plains. The monks were overjoyed and moved when they heard the wind.
The Buddha can't delay any longer. Today, he must give an explanation to the people of the world in public.
In the Zen room, the cigarettes are thin, and the agarwood is quietly dense.
Tamara put down the gilding gift list.
There are stacks of slips and slips on the desk, with official documents on one side, and advice from monks and courtiers to persuade him to announce Princess Wenzhao's departure from the temple.
The guards reported: "King, Xie Langjun and Princess Wenzhao are outside asking to see you."
Tamara was silent for a while.
"Xuan."
After a while, the brother and sister walked into the Zen room side by side.
Yaoying saw the small case that she often used, and walked over to him subconsciously after meeting him.
"Mingyue slave."
Li Zhongqian called her and motioned her to sit beside him.
She retracted her legs, took a seat with Li Zhongqian, and smiled at Tamaroka, who was sitting upright and with a solemn appearance.
Tamaroka looked indifferent.
Li Zhongqian said straight to the point: "The Buddha's son is compassionate. Over the past year, my sister has caused a lot of trouble for the Buddha's son. Now that the one-year period has expired, my brother and sister can no longer trouble the Buddha's son. Take my sister out of the temple. The kindness of the Buddha's protection is unforgettable and difficult to repay. Today, I can only express my heart and mind, and if the Buddha's son is sent, I will not dare to say no."
After saying these words, Yaoying couldn't help but look up at him.
When did he speak so politely
Li Zhongqian looked at Tamaroka.
Tamara Raja raised his eyes, "Wei Guo's public announcement is heavy."
His eyes fell on Yaoying.
Yaoying was also looking at him, eyes meeting, she winked at him.
Tamara looked at her and said word by word, "Princess has kindness to me... The princess will always be my guest."
Visitors from afar must leave after all.
There was a sound of footsteps at the door, and Prajna stood outside the door and said, "King, the ceremony is ready."
Tamara Ka said nothing.
Prajna thought he didn't hear it, and said it again: "King, the ceremony in the main hall is ready, and all the monks have already arrived in the main hall. The temple master asks the king to show him, can we start?"
Li Zhongqian looked at Tamara for a while.
Tanmaraka lowered her eyes and stood up.
"Let's start."
Li Zhongqian and Yaoying got up after him, and the group walked silently through the quiet corridor, through the towering forest where the stupa stood, walked down the gentle long steps, and when they approached the main hall, Prajna motioned Li Zhongqian to follow him, and took him from another Entrance to the Buddhist temple.
Yaoying nodded to Li Zhongqian, indicating that there was nothing wrong.
He frowned and walked away: "If something happens, call me loudly."
"It's alright, brother."
Yaoying watched Li Zhongqian leave, looked up at Tan Mo Luojia who was walking in front, quickened her pace and followed, and said, "Master, I'm tired, can I take a break?"
Tamaroka stopped in her footsteps and looked down at her.
Yaoying looked up at him eagerly.
Tamaroka stopped and glanced at the guards who were following behind.
The guard understood, took a few steps back, and stood still.
Yaoying let out a breath, leaned on the railing, and fanned herself, "Master, sit down and rest for a while."
Tamaroka stood with his hands behind his back, looking at Tallinn bathed in a brilliant golden light in the distance.
He is the one who is tired.
She looked as usual, not tired at all.
"I'm fine."
he said softly.
Yaoying glanced at the hem of his cassock, and across the cassock, she couldn't tell if his legs were any better, but she noticed that he was a little sluggish when he went down the stairs just now.
"The Master has to preside over the puja every day these days, so he needs to rest more..."
She smiled at him.
"Today, the mage is tired. The mage is so busy and has to deal with my affairs... solve my trouble as soon as possible, and the mage can be more clean in the future."
Tamaroga stared at the pointed stupa at the height of the pagoda.
"Princess is never trouble."
He said suddenly.
Yaoying was stunned and looked up at Tanmaraga. He stands in front of the railing, his blue eyes are deep and clear, his eyes are bright, his facial features are like sharpened knives, the crimson cassock is filled with the wind, the sleeves of his robes are hunting, and the half of his shoulders exposed are well-proportioned. With an oily wheat-colored luster, the wide cassock clearly outlined his tall figure for the first time.
He is the monarch of the royal court and the Buddha's son of the king's temple.
The little novice came to report: "Wang, everything is ready."
With a murmur, Tamara turned to leave.
Yaoying got up and followed him, sighing secretly, she wanted him to rest for a while, but she didn't expect him to relax for a moment.
The hall was filled with cigarette smoke, and the front of the hall was densely filled with monks, but there was no coughing, death-like silence, and the atmosphere was solemn and solemn.
Yaoying lowered her head and walked into the main hall from the main entrance, and hundreds of sharp gazes rushed over like a tide. She stepped forward unhurriedly, put her hands together, saluted, and knelt on the futon.
There were whispers from the other side of the aisle, all the monks stepped aside one after another, and Tamara entered the temple surrounded by knights of guards, sitting on the high platform, looking down at the people below, with a stern face.
The master of the temple shook the copper bell, and the monks all looked at Yaoying, glaring angrily.
One angrily shouts:
"Idiot, can you cut off the obsession with the Buddha?!"
Yaoying bowed and bowed, "This disciple has cut off delusions."
"really?"
Yao Ying said: "I was obsessed with it before, but after practising the meaning of the scriptures, I have opened my mind and opened my mind."
The monk asked, "Are you willing to shave your life and take refuge in my Buddha?"
Yao Ying said: "The disciple is reluctant to give up the world."
The monk sneered: "When you practice samadhi, you are born out of the dust. If you don't get rid of your lust, you can't get out of the dust. Since you don't want to shave your family, you should leave the temple immediately from today, and you can do it yourself in the future."
Yao Ying should be, taking a slow sigh of relief.
After resolving this one-year contract, Tamaroka would no longer have to carry the infamy of indulging her.
She removed the burden from her heart, and was about to get up when there was a sudden voice of amazed discussion in the hall. The gasping sound came and went, and the gaze that fell on her suddenly became more severe. Feel.
Yaoying was confused, raised her head, and was stunned.
A shadow shrouded her, enveloping her in it, and Tamara walked down the high platform without knowing what to do, and walked in front of her step by step, her blue eyes as quiet as a deep pool looking down at her.
Yaoying's scalp was numb at the sight of him, she couldn't help holding her breath, her fingers trembled slightly.
The monks looked around at a loss.
The temple owner frowned and motioned to Yaoying: "Princess Wenzhao, you can leave now..."
Yaoying looked at Tamara.
The front of the hall was quiet, and the needle drop could be heard.
Tan Mo Luo Jia stared at Yao Ying for a long time, there seemed to be an undercurrent in his eyes, and after a while, everything disappeared again, and there was no wave in the ancient well.
He just looked at her, silent, and after a while, turned to leave.
All the monks recited the scriptures in unison, the Sanskrit sound was uttered, and the bells chimed all over the hall.
The little novice cheered softly.
The news of the departure of the modern lady from the Wangji Temple quickly spread inside and outside the Wangji Temple.
Outside the gate of the hall, Li Zhongqian, who was standing with his personal soldiers, looked at the back of Tan Moraga, his pupils shrank suddenly, and his brows were furrowed.
…
Tamara returned to the meditation room.
At first, he walked calmly, but when he returned to the small courtyard, only his henchmen were left. He staggered up, and when he stepped on the stone steps, he stumbled a little and was about to fall over.
Bi Suo secretly said that it was not good, and helped him back to the room. In the hot summer, his wrists were cold.
The doctor arrived in a hurry and gave Thamaraka acupuncture to help him regulate his breath.
He was busy until the sky darkened, and Tamaroka's complexion improved a little.
The doctor muttered: "Didn't I tell you to keep Wang in a good mood?"
Bi Su didn't say a word, and sent the doctor away to cover Tanmaraka with a thin blanket. The sleeping man suddenly opened his eyes and looked straight at him.
"Mingyue slave."
He said softly, his eyes blank.
Bi Su was stunned.
At this time, there were several knocks outside the door, and Prajna sent a letter and a box: "General, the governor of the Western Army sent it."
"Where is the Governor of the Western Army?"
Bi Suo took the letter, saw the familiar handwriting on the envelope, froze for a moment, and jumped up.
"What about people?"
Hannya said at a loss: "The person who was just sent in should be outside the Wang Temple."
Bi Su hurried out of the Wang Temple, riding a fast horse to catch up with the person who had just delivered the letter: "The Governor of the Western Army, stay behind!"
Several strong horses stopped, and the people on the horses turned their heads, black hair like lacquer, bright and bright, "General?"
Bi Su stared at her for a long time.
I see.
From today onwards, she is no longer Princess Wenzhao, who was taken in and sheltered by Buddha's son, but the governor of the Western Army who allied with Wang Ting. Many infamy will not fall on Buddha's son.
She's planning for Roja.
Yaoying asked tentatively, "Is it inappropriate for me to write a letter to Buddha as the governor of the Western Army?"
Bi Su smiled and shook his head: "Please, princess, come with me into the temple."
Yaoying looked hesitant.
Bi Suo said, "The king is ill."
Yaoying frowned slightly and turned around.
The author has something to say: Glazed glass, coral, clam, red bead, agate: several of the seven treasures of Buddhism, the seven treasures translated from different scriptures are not used, refer to one of them.
"When you practice samadhi, you are born out of the dust. If you don't get rid of your lustful mind, you can't get out of the dust." Quoted from the Buddhist scriptures, it should not have appeared in this region and background in the text.