The cheerful and melodious music stopped, the maiko on the stage leaned over slightly, the shirt and skirt slipped, revealing the snow-white fragrant shoulders, the eyes flowed, charming and charming, and withdrew with a smile.
After the maiko retired, the music became vigorous and vigorous. A group of shirtless male dancers wearing only wide-leg trousers stepped onto the high stage and imitated the posture of fighting. .
The audience erupted in cheers.
Yaoying looked at it with relish, and after finishing the song, she turned her head to glance at Tanmaraga, she hesitated, and her smile narrowed slightly.
He's a monk, and she can't drag him to discuss how beautiful singing and dancing are.
He was able to accompany her to travel in this way, which surprised her.
With his back to the car window, Thammaraja devoted himself to handling household duties, all his sharpness was concentrated in the gentle and graceful coldness, his aura was condensed, and his Dharma appearance was solemn. The light coming in from the slit in the car curtain cut through his side face, outlining a deep and clear line. Looking at it from a distance, the top of the head is a fluffy light blue. When looking closely, the stubble is actually very light. Very shallow, barely visible.
Yaoying looked at him in a trance, and a question popped up in her heart: Does he have to shave his hair every few days
Tamara looked up at her with a questioning look in her eyes.
Why didn't you watch it
Yaoying regained her senses, smiled disguisedly, and said, "Master, I'll get out of the car to buy something."
Tamara nodded, "Let Bamir and the others follow you."
She hummed and got out of the carriage. There were a lot of people wearing masks in the market, and the figures of her and her guards mixed into the crowd and were not conspicuous.
Today is the last day of the grand event. The market is more lively than a few days ago. Businessmen from different countries are shouting and selling in different languages.
Yaoying bought it all the way, and found that soldiers could be seen patrolling back and forth every ten steps. There was an assassination of the dead a few days ago, and the Guards should have sent more personnel.
There were several people who looked like herdsmen selling thorn honey, Yaoying walked over and bought all the thorn honey.
The season for harvesting thorn honey has passed. It is rare to see grapes as big as grapes. She will buy them all when she sees good ones.
After walking around like this for a long time, Yaoying looked back, the carriage was parked in the corner, and the curtains were lowered.
Tamaroka in the carriage must still be reading documents.
Even in the red dust, he is still a high-ranking Buddha, and he is out of tune with the lively market.
Yaoying couldn't help thinking: As a Buddhist son, he lives in a seclusion and usually only attends important ceremonies and ceremonies. Is this the first time he left the Wang Temple privately as a Buddhist son
A figure walked towards her, and Bamir stepped forward immediately to block the approaching person.
The visitor took off the mask on his face, revealing a young smiling face, the young man bowed to Yaoying and made an inviting gesture.
Bamir put down his guard and whispered to Yaoying, "He wants to invite you to dance together."
Yaoying shook her head.
The young man looked disappointed, stood up straight, stretched his body, and showed his tall and brave figure.
Yaoying still shook her head.
The young man sighed lonely, smiled, took off a flower and handed it to Yaoying.
Bamir said: "Today is the last day of the event. Everyone gave each other flowers, splashed water, blessed and played. You will be fine if you accept it."
Yaoying looked at the carriage, the curtains were so dense that she couldn't see what was inside. After thinking about it, she shook her head.
The young man looked surprised, quickly put away his jokes, clenched his fists in apology to Bamir, and left with flowers.
Yaoying looked up at Bamir.
Bamir froze and said awkwardly: "Today, young people can express their admiration by giving flowers to the girl they adore or to the prince, regardless of their status, they can send flowers. No matter how many people send flowers, you can accept them. Unless you have a heart for it. You just refused to accept it, he thought you already had a certain lover."
He stood beside the princess with a wary expression, and the young man regarded him as the princess' lover.
Lover
Yaoying recited these two words silently in her heart, and a smile appeared on her lips.
Bamir didn't dare to laugh, so he cautiously looked back at the carriage, feeling like two eyes fell on him, sweating coldly, and subconsciously stood a little farther from Yaoying.
There was a martial dance on the stage. All the maikos in costumes left the booth and walked into the crowd, singing and dancing. The people sang and twisted with them. The young girls and young people danced together arm in arm. The atmosphere was warm. .
Yaoying watched for a while, then exited the crowd.
Not far away, there were cheers and cheers, and a group of young people, carrying and carrying a few wooden barrels, ran past her with laughter.
The sound of the music became more rapid.
Bamir's face changed and he said, "Not good! Let's go back quickly."
Yao Ying didn't have time to ask anything. With a few clatters, several young people picked up the wooden basin, and while laughing, they splashed water on the crowd. on.
The young man grinned back and forth and continued to pour water on them.
Bamir's discoloration changed, and he reached out his hand to draw a knife.
Yaoying stopped him: "I've heard of the customs of the royal court, this is their blessing, it's not in the way."
The water-splashing ceremony came from Tianzhu, and later spread to the royal court with the spread of Buddhism. There will be a water-splashing ceremony in the royal court bathing Buddha, begging for cold and other grand festivals. People splash water as a play and wish each other.
Bamir bowed back, stood in front of her, and protected her to go back.
After the singing and dancing is over, the people are carnival. With the bright and sonorous drum beat, water trucks that have been prepared for a long time drive into the long street. People swarm forward and splash water on each other. Under the sunlight, the water splashes and reflects the five colors. Light.
Rao is that Yaoying and her party speeded up and left the long street, but they were still splashed with a lot of water by the pedestrians on the road.
When she got back to the carriage, Yaoying's clothes were soaking wet, even her hair was wet, and water droplets dripped down the cuffs, hem and hair.
Bamir stood outside pleading guilty.
Tamaroka frowned slightly.
Yaoying took off her mask, smiled lightly, and didn't look angry at all: "It's okay, it's all a blessing."
Tamara looked at her wet face and handed her a handkerchief: "Wipe."
He has read a lot of books on the Central Plains, and knows the difference between the Central Plains and the Royal Court, the tribal system and the feudal system of the Royal Court are completely different from the Central Plains, and the customs are also very different.
Yaoying wiped her face and shuddered. The weather has cooled down recently, even though it is daytime, the soaked clothes are still a little cold.
Tamara's gaze fell on her.
She huddled in the corner of the carriage, unbuttoned her soaked bun, twisted it, and her long black and thick hair hung down wetly and spilled over her shoulders. The dress on the body is light and thin, and after getting wet, it sticks tightly to the skin, like the delicate petals that have just been dyed a little rouge in early spring. , The slightly raised snow chest and the slender and soft waist are looming in the dim light.
Going further down, you could even see her long and slender legs faintly, and her whole body was glowing with wet light.
Tanmaraka immediately looked away, he definitely didn't mean to look at her, but when he caught a glimpse, he had a panoramic view.
In the small carriage, a faint fragrance floated, and her breath was everywhere.
Tamara put down the parchment, picked up a thin blanket, and wrapped Yaoying's whole body in it tightly, "Don't freeze."
Yaoying grabbed the thin blanket and smiled at him, her cheeks like peach blossoms, slightly flushed.
Tammaraka withdrew his hand, closed his eyes, and retreated to the other end of the carriage. He turned his back, tapped the felt curtain, and signaled Bamir to hurry back to the King's Temple.
The speed of the carriage increased, and after walking for a few miles, it slowed down again. The surrounding people were noisy, and Bamir said from the curtain of the carriage: "The front is blocked, and there are envoys riding elephants into the city, and half of the streets and alleys can't move. ."
Yaoying lifted the curtain of the car and looked out, and she really saw a few elephants walking slowly on the long street.
I don't know which country's embassy is, but the ceremony of entering the city is so particular.
Tanmaraga handed out a bronze talisman.
Bamir took the bronze talisman and went to the guardsman. After a while, the carriage turned into an alley, all the way unobstructed, and soon arrived at the Wang Temple, but instead of entering the temple gate, he went straight to the deep courtyards outside the walls of the Wang Temple. 's mansion.
One of the mansions is the residence of Tanmaraga, and there is a secret passage leading to the Wang Temple and the hot spring. He has been training here for the past few days.
The carriage drove directly into the courtyard, Yaoying got off the carriage wearing a blanket, she had to wash and change quickly.
The personal soldiers brought hot water, she took a bath and changed into a robe, Yuanjue came over with a bowl of medicine in her hand: "The king said that the princess has caught a cold today, so she has to drink a bowl of medicine soup, put honey fruit, nothing at all. Not bitter."
A warm current rushed through her heart, Yaoying took the bowl and drank the medicinal soup in one breath.
She asked her personal soldiers to send Li Zhongqian the things she bought in Shifang and walked into the house.
The master of the temple has something important to report, and Tamara has gone to the king's temple.
Yaoying found a copper vase, inserted a budding flower into it, and placed it next to Tan Moraga's book desk. After reading it for a while, she felt it was inappropriate. She moved the copper vase to the corner and thought about it. Think, and moved the copper bottle back.
After a while, she still took the copper bottle away and placed it under the earthen platform outside the window.
The personal soldiers came to report: "Princess, your letter, several foreign envoys want to see you, Xie Quan brought them here."
Yaoying read the letter, she couldn't believe it, she was surprised and happy: "Quickly invite the mage in!"
She couldn't wait, took the letter and hurried out to greet her.
A few men in hoods walked in under the leadership of the personal soldiers. The man at the head had an old face, and his eyes were shining with wisdom. When he saw her, there was a slight smile on his face, and his hands were folded.
Yaoying hurried forward and returned the salute with a smile: "Master, stay safe."
The man standing in front of her was the monk Munda Deva who had met in Chang'an before, reunited in the royal court, and then separated.
Mundativa smiled: "The princess is getting more and more radiant."
Yao Ying smiled. Munda Deva has been dealing with high officials and nobles for a long time, and this habit of saying good things to everyone has not changed: "The mage came to the royal court, why didn't you mention it to me? I can let the caravan take care of the mage."
Mundativa said slowly: "Before I left the royal court because the water verdant grass could suppress the king's injury, but it couldn't cure it. After returning to Tianzhu, I traveled around and searched for medical books, although I couldn't find a cure for the king's disease. , but I also gained a little. In addition, I received a letter from the princess, so I came back to diagnose and treat the king. Coincidentally, there happened to be a mission to the royal court where I traveled. I went with them and saved a lot of trouble. ."
Yaoying has been keeping correspondence with Munda Deva, asking how to heal Tammaraga. She guessed that Munda Deva came back for Tamara's body, but she was afraid that she had guessed wrong. Now that her guess was confirmed, she was overjoyed. I was so excited that I couldn't speak.
She sent people to the Wangji Temple to deliver the message.
Soon, Bi Su, who heard the news, rushed over first, and happily led Munda Deva to see Tamara Ka.
Tanmaraga returned to the courtyard from the king's temple and saw Munda Deva, stunned and calm.
The inner room was quiet, and the candles flickered slightly.
The two looked at each other for a while, and Munda Deva first bowed to Tammaraga, checked his pulse, looked at his pulse, frowned, and sighed.
"Since the separation, the king must still be working tirelessly, practising the exercises..."
Bi Su sighed deeply and asked anxiously, "Do you have a cure?"
Mundativa shook his head: "I haven't found it, but I have found a few recipes that I can try."
After listening to the first half of the sentence, Bi Suo was a little disappointed, but when he heard that he could try the magic formula, his face showed a look of anticipation.
Tan Moraga didn't change his face, and said lightly, "I'm tired of the mage."
Munda Deva smiled and said humbly: "The king led his army to defeat the Northern Rong, shocking the Quartet, and all the kingdoms surrendered. In the turbulent times, the king alone counts the safety of thousands of people. If the king can be cured, it will be able to maintain peace for decades. Stable, benefiting tens of thousands of souls. I dare not say that I am tired."
Bi Suo smiled and said, "The mage's residence has been cleaned up. This time the mage will have to stay longer."
Mundativa smiled and said, "Regardless of whether the recipe is effective or not, I will stay in the royal court."
Bi Su was overjoyed and rubbed her hands together happily.
Tammaraka's gaze turned on Munda Deva's face, looking at the flickering candle, "Life and death are impermanent, everything is empty, and I can't ask for it. The Master said that if I can't cure my disease, I won't come back. Royal Court."
He and Munda Deva had different ideas, but they respected each other and would not criticize each other's way. After Munda Deva completed the agreement, he set off back to Tianzhu, and there was no need to come back.
Mundativa nodded: "Before I left, I really felt that I would never return to the royal court in this life."
The way he seeks is not in the royal court.
"Why did the mage look back?"
Munda Deva looked at Tamaroka and replied, "For two people."
Tamara's eyes lifted.
Bi Su looked at a loss, "Besides the king, who else is it for?"
Didn't the Master come back for Tamara
Munda Deva saluted, "It's also for Princess Wenzhao."
Tamara looked at him and said nothing for a while.
Mundativa took out a few letters from her sleeves, placed them on the long desk, and spread them out. The handwriting on the envelopes was beautiful and beautiful.
Tanmaraga lowered her eyes and picked up the letter.
The first letter was written a year ago, and he recognized Yaoying's handwriting.
In her letter, she said that her condition had worsened, and she asked Munda Deva how to relieve her pain.
The symptoms mentioned in the letter are all his symptoms.
He picked up another letter, which was written ten months ago, still asking about the disease, but this time it was more specific.
At that time, she didn't know that the exercises he practiced were bizarre, and she even guessed, thinking that he stimulated his skills with medicinal pills, and was backlashed by medicinal pills, and asked a lot about medicinal pills. Her mother went mad because of Tianzhu pills, and she was afraid that he would take too many pills.
Tamaroka continued to read the letter.
In the next letter, she obviously knew that he practiced the secret method of Buddhism, and asked about the secret method of Tianzhu, and asked Munda Deva to help him find out if Tianzhu had practiced similar exercises, and whether there was a way to cure him completely.
Tamara closed her eyes after reading the last letter.
She lied to him.
She said that after that goodbye, she would never come back, never write to him, never mention him...
But she wrote to Munda Deva to discuss his condition with Munda Deva.
Even if she decides to have nothing to do with him, she will still silently care about his body.
Although these letters were all self-reported in her tone, and there were no words about him and the royal court, Tamara knew that these letters were all written for him.
She was afraid that the letter would reveal his secrets if it fell into the hands of others, so the letter was written in a veiled manner.
Munda Deva traveled all over the place, and they were far apart. She must write several identical letters to send out these letters every once in a while to ensure that the letters can be delivered to Munda Deva in the end.
The house was quiet for a long time.
Bi Suo's heart trembled, and he didn't speak for a long time. He couldn't read Chinese characters, but he could guess who wrote the letter.
Mundativa said slowly: "Princess Wenzhao is kind to me and is related by fate. After I left the royal court, the princess often wrote to me, asking about the king's condition, and even sent a caravan to Tianzhu to look for famous doctors. Some of those recipes were recommended by famous doctors. The princess has been sending people to look for famous doctors from all over the world."
Tamaroga tightened her fingers and squeezed the letter.
…
Yaoying personally took people to see the residence prepared for Munda Deva, and asked them to remove some furnishings.
Just as he was instructing, the personal soldiers came to report: "Princess, there is also a letter, which was sent by the person who came with Master Munda Deva."
Yaoying took the letter, read it, and raised her eyebrows in surprise.
"Forgot to ask you, which country's embassy did Master Mundativa come with?"
"Back to the princess, it seems to be called the Malu Kingdom."
Yaoying received the letter.
It turned out that the elephants I saw today were donated by Malu Kingdom, and it was a coincidence that Munda Deva walked with them.
"Princess, the messenger of Malu also left a message."
"What did the messenger say?"
The personal soldier coughed softly and whispered: "The messenger said, I didn't expect the princess to fail, the princess helped him fulfill his wish, and he could also make the princess succeed in the shortest time, although his magic weapons were confiscated by the royal court. , but there is still a lot left, and he can give it all."
Yaoying's mouth twitched.
The author has something to say: I forgot to mark the last chapter. The monk's dream refers to the "Ksitigarbha Sutra" and "Buddha's Amitabha Sutra" respectively. The dream is that the monk in the endless hell sees a beam of light, and then enters the world of bliss ( The legendary pure land)