As soon as she got on the carriage, Yaoying wanted to see the wound on Tan Moraga's back, and raised her hand to lift his shirt.
"fine."
Tamara held her hand and said softly, a thin layer of sweat on her face.
Yaoying frowned: "It's all bleeding..."
She straightened up and made him bow his head. Just as her fingers touched his shoulder, he trembled. The next moment, his wrist was suddenly clasped by him and he fell into his arms.
Tamara held her tightly, put his palms on the back of her neck, and closed his eyes.
"Don't move, let me hold you for a while."
He sighed like a sigh, as if after a long journey, he was finally able to stop and take a breath.
I don't know when it started, as long as I see her, I can't help but want to get close and touch her.
There were so many times that she fell into his arms unintentionally, and he knew he should push her away immediately, but he didn't move, letting her get close unconsciously.
He wanted to hold her so recklessly.
Thinking about nothing, doing nothing, holding on is enough.
Tamaroka was sweating profusely, her thin underclothes were wet with sweat, her whole body was hot, and the fragrance of Shenshui seemed to become more and more intense and enticing.
Yaoying raised her hand, carefully avoiding his wound, hugged his waist, and listened to his heartbeat through her clothes.
The carriage wheeled and reeled through the long street, and there was the sound of footsteps like a tidal wave from behind.
The Janissaries, generals, and court officials followed on horseback.
Yaoying lifted the curtain of the car and looked out.
Both sides of the long street were bustling with people, and the road from the Wang Temple to the palace was crowded with people. They came from different tribes and had different faces. They knelt down to the carriage and called out to the king.
More than 20 years ago, shortly after his birth, Tanmaraka was forcibly taken from the palace by the minister and imprisoned in the temple.
Years later, he left the temple and returned to the palace surrounded by ministers and people.
For more than 20 years, he worked hard to support the crumbling royal court amid internal and external troubles in a chaotic world.
Thinking of the ups and downs that Tanmaraga has experienced over the years and his ending in the book, Yaoying felt a little sore in her heart.
When she didn't know him, she only regarded him as a stranger, admired him, and lamented his early death. She was rescued by him at the time of desperation, lived with him day and night, shared life and death several times, and he was no longer just a legendary Buddhist son... She was so lucky to be able to meet him, know him and accompany him.
With a warm feeling in her hair, Tan Moraga bowed her head and kissed Yaoying's blue silk.
The two embraced quietly.
…
The palace is in ruins, with broken wells and crumbling walls, rubble and stones scattered.
The attendant led people out of the square outside the palace, and set up a felt tent on the high platform with long steps. A long table was set up in the tent, and the table was full of flowers and treasures.
The carriage stopped in front of the steps, and the ministers and the people knelt on the ground.
Tamara got off the carriage, turned around, stretched out his hand, and helped Yaoying down.
The whole place was silent, and there was no cough, only the rustling of clothes.
Yaoying stepped out of the carriage with Tan Mo Luojia's hand, and saw Li Zhongqian and the general of the Western Army who were following him.
Tamara grabbed her, pulled her up the long steps step by step, and stood in front of the felt tent on the high platform.
Under the stage, the ministers got up.
Bi Suo stepped forward, holding a golden gold box in his hand. In the treasure box was a golden crown of golden leaves. Under the sunset, the inlaid lapis lazuli, agate, and amber on the crown were dazzling and graceful.
He presented the treasure box, clenched a fist in one hand, placed it on his chest, and saluted Tammaraka.
Tamaroka picked up the crown in the box and put it on his head.
Bells and drums rang in unison, ritual music was played, and at the foot of the long steps, the court officials and the people kneeled on the ground respectfully once again, and praised the mountains and tsunamis, rising into the sky.
Tamara stood in front of the steps, and a touch of the setting sun shrouded him, outlining his deep and beautiful outline. There were bloodstains on his clothes, and his figure was as majestic as a mountain.
After the pilgrimage of all the ministers, the chiefs of each department stepped forward in turn and presented treasured swords and treasures to show their vassals.
Tamaroka gestured to the ceremonial officer beside him.
The ceremonial officer walked up to the steps with a parchment in his hand and read the contents of the paper aloud.
"According to the king's edict, from now on, there will be additional servants in the army..."
The audience was silent, and everyone held their breath and listened carefully.
Gradually, some people were drenched in cold sweat and shivering non-stop, some people looked surprised and couldn't recover for a long time, and some people smiled and kowtowed to thank them.
They didn't expect that on the first day after the war, Tamaroka began a drastic reform.
He commended those who made contributions in this war, punished officials who took advantage of the opportunity in the last turmoil, took advantage of this opportunity to promote a group of generals from rough backgrounds, ordered civilian officials to revise old laws, codify new laws, and reform the service system. Limit the power of the family.
Starting from today, the authority of the royal court is vested in the hands of the monarch, and the family can no longer make waves like it used to.
Finally, the Rites announced tax relief and rested with the people.
Several officials are happy and some are sad, and the wise people are already thinking about how to use the current opportunity to make great plans.
In the audience, the people heard that Wang had been exempted from taxes for a few years, and that in the future their children would not be forced to go to the noble man's manor to serve in labor, they were full of joy and cheered in unison.
After the ceremonial official finished reading the edict, all the ministers bowed and got up, bowed and retire.
The people were reluctant to leave, and they stayed to help clean up. Everyone had a cheerful smile on their faces: After the catastrophe, the raging North Rong had no chance of making a comeback. The days to come will get better and better!
During the entire ceremony, Yaoying stayed in the felt tent, standing with Tan Moraga, accepting the worship of the people.
When the people and ministers in the audience called the title of Tanmaraka, she turned sideways and wanted to avoid going to the corner. Tanmaraka raised her eyes, and two eyes fell on her face, gentle, with a few Divide strong force.
"Stay with me."
He hugged Xiaguang on his shoulders and said softly.
Yaoying raised her eyebrows, smiled, and didn't move.
…
The ceremony ended in the bright twilight.
As Tamara came down the steps, the newly appointed Grand Chancellor, the commander of the five armies, the chiefs of the various divisions, Moviduo and Bi Su followed him and surrounded him.
The chiefs of the tribes looked at the broken ruins on both sides of the long steps, and sighed again and again, saying: "The holy city is prosperous and prosperous, and the commerce and trade are developed.
The ministers followed with emotion. After the war, a grand ceremony should be held to celebrate, but now half of the holy city is in ruins, and the king asked everything to be simple, and the ceremony was prepared in a hurry.
Tamara, who was walking in front, paused.
Everyone stopped in a hurry, and the chiefs looked at each other, not knowing what they had said wrong.
"The holy city is destroyed, but it can be rebuilt. The safety of the people and the long-term stability of the royal court should come first." Tamara turned back, glanced around, and said, "I was never guarding the holy city, not the palace, but the palace. The people of the royal court."
Guilt flashed across the ministers' faces.
The chiefs of all the tribes stayed for a while, with a stern look, and they said with admiration: "The king is generous and kind, and he cares about the people. He is the sweat of our sweats. We will always be loyal to the king and follow the king's left and right!"
Others followed suit.
Tamara's face was calm.
Seeing that he was busy discussing government affairs with the ministers, Yaoying stood aside without disturbing her, and ordered her personal soldiers to help clean the palace and organize the battlefield, and suddenly felt a warm gaze towards her.
She looked back.
Moviduo stood behind the crowd, with silver armor and white robes, and with a splendid appearance, he smiled at her, walked over, clasped his fists, and said, "Princess, thanks to the help of the Western Army, we were able to gather when Haidu Aling was not prepared for this turmoil. Soldiers."
Yaoying replied with a salute, "The West Army and Wang Ting are allies, as they should be. I haven't congratulated the prince on his promotion."
Previously, Mobido cooperated with Bi Su to lead the snake out of the hole, and was deliberately caught by the guards. The original plan was to find out who was behind the scenes and to draw money from the bottom of the pot. Unexpectedly, Bi Su gave up the whole plan. He heard that the Guards betrayed Tanmaraga, and knew that his identity was sensitive. If he stayed in the royal court, he would definitely be removed by the ministers who hated the Ujiri department, and escaped while the guards were not strict. , intends to go back to the Ujiri tribe to lead the clan to relocate - if Tanmaraga is forced to death, the Ujiri tribe will no longer be loyal to the royal court, and if they don't run away, they will be immediately driven by the nobles as cattle and horses.
Soon, the news of Thamaraga's death in the turmoil spread throughout the royal court, and Mobido's father did not dare to delay, and moved with his clan that night. So, when Mobido heard that Tamara was still alive, the Ujiri tribe had already traveled several hundred li.
When Moviduo received a letter from Tammaraka sent by the letter eagle, he was discussing with his father about revenge for him. The father and son were overjoyed. Gather the troops. All this must be kept secret, so that Haidu Aling cannot hear the slightest bit of wind. In order not to leak the news, he deliberately let some clansmen continue to go west, but in fact, he has already rushed back to the holy city with the elite.
In this war, Mobido was successful in fighting and was promoted again. This time, there was almost no voice of opposition.
Moviduo grinned and said, "It's all because the king commanded like a god, trusted me, and gave me a heavy responsibility, so I can make this great contribution..."
Wang Zhong used him and taught him how to lead troops and horses, how to control his troops, and how to get along with his colleagues.
Princess Wenzhao did not laugh at him because of his accent and the eccentric customs of the Ujiri.
When the king and the princess stood on the high platform, they were such a perfect match.
Only a king can be worthy of a princess.
Moviduo paused for a while, hiding his melancholy and loss, scratched his scalp, put his legs together, and gave Yaoying the most formal gift.
"Princess, I lost to such a heroic and merciful hero as Wang, and I am convinced. I wish the princess and Wang Luanfeng and Mingming in the future to stay together forever."
Yaoying's brows and eyes widened, she smiled, and the silk sash on her head trembled, her smile bright and bright: "Thank you prince for your blessing."
The two were bathed in the twilight and smiled at each other.
One is radiant, the other is radiant.
The surrounding voices stopped, and the atmosphere suddenly became heavy.
Moviduo heard Bi Su's coughing, and looked at him suspiciously, and Bi Su gave him a wink.
A bright gaze swept over him, and Tamara, who was talking to the minister, raised his eyes, looked past the crowd, and glanced at him.
Morbido shivered a little.
The red sun fell in the west, and the sky quickly darkened.
Most of the people in the city were homeless, so Tanmaraka ordered the soldiers to set up felt tents outside the city and temporarily house the people in tents.
A top felt tent stretched out in the snow, and the lights were shining.
Tamaroka instructed the officials: "The houses and streets must be cleaned up, and you personally take the janitors to sprinkle lime water everywhere. After the war, you must pay attention to epidemic prevention. If there are sick people, move them to a centralized place for treatment. "
Officials should be.
Bi Suo followed him closely, and when the others retreated, he frowned and asked, "King, why don't you wait a few days before issuing the edict?"
Tamara looked at Yaoying who was standing in front of the felt curtain and talking to the soldiers, "Do you think that the reform of the government is too radical now?"
Bi Su looked solemn and nodded.
"Now is the best time. Only by breaking the cage can new rules be established. Governing the royal court should focus on the long-term, and now start reforming the governance of officials. Regardless of success or failure, the family can no longer shake the new system of selecting officials."
Tamara Ka said slowly.
"Bisuo, don't underestimate the common people. The power of ants is insignificant, but even small ants can make a difference. Open a school so that the children of the common people can be taught every day. With time, they can curb the family and make the people prosperous and stable. It is the foundation of long-term stability.”
Bi Su suddenly realized, and secretly sighed with emotion. Tamara did not expect the reform to be effective immediately. Every step he took was carefully thought out. The infighting among the royal family and nobles continued, which endangered the society. Only by strengthening the king's power can we avoid the family's arbitrary The abolition of the emperor happened again. The royal court needs political clarity and stability in the court, otherwise it will fall into endless infighting.
Just as he was talking, Yuanjue came over and whispered: "Wang, the princess advises you to rest early, the wound on your back has not yet been applied..."
Tan Mo Luo Jia hummed, his eyes fixed on Yao Ying, and asked, "Where's Duke Wei?"
"The tents of Duke Wei and the generals of the Western Army are located in the east."
Tamara nodded, "Take the things out and send them over."
Fate felt it should be, trot back to the warehouse, put on his hips and instructed the guards to deliver the gilded gift boxes to Li Zhongqian's tent.
Tamaroka walked to his tent.
Yaoying dragged him into the tent, frowning: "I knew you would be busy for so long after the ceremony, I should apply medicine for you on the carriage, does the wound hurt?"
"Mingyue slave."
Tan Mo Luojia raised his hand to signal the soldiers to withdraw, Bi Mei lowered slightly, held Yao Ying's shoulder, and stared at her.
A candle was lit in the tent, and under the candlelight, his eyes were particularly deep.
Yaoying raised her face to look at him: "what's the matter?"
"I will still read scriptures and study Buddhism in the future..."
Tamara said slowly, with a solemn tone and a hoarse voice, "Mingyue slave, even if I am no longer among the monks, I still have to cultivate my way... You saw just now that I am the monarch of the royal court, and I will often be like today. So busy with government affairs…”
Yaoying was stunned for a while: "You asked me to accompany you today so that I can watch this?"
Tamara nodded and sighed softly, "Mingyue slave, I grew up in a Buddhist temple, I know how to be a monk and a monarch... But I don't know how to be a good lover."
He is not a young man like Moviduo, and he doesn't know how to please her.
Yao Ying was stunned for a longer time this time, as if she had drank a few bowls of Gaochang wine, her heart was sour and numb, something was surging secretly, full of swelling.
Luo Jia, who knows everything, actually cares about this.
Before, he had no worries. Now, he stepped into her world and tried to be a good lover for her.
Yaoying's heart was fluctuating, she stood on tiptoe, gave him a quick kiss on the face, and smiled: "You'll be fine like this, then, you have to listen to me and apply medicine well, I'll tell you to come back and rest, You have to listen."
Tamara looked down at her and hummed softly.
She doesn't mind, then, from now on, he is her lover.
Thinking of the injury on his back, Yaoying said distressedly: "Okay, I'll have someone bring the medicine for the wound. Sit down and I'll wipe the medicine for you."
Tamara shook his head.
Yaoying's eyes narrowed slightly, he just promised to listen to her carefully.
"I have to see Duke Wei..." Tamara explained, "He is your elder brother, and I should see him now."
Yaoying was a little sweet, but also a little dumbfounded. She glanced at the burning candle: "Let's go tomorrow."
She and Li Zhongqian met in the afternoon, and Li Zhongqian should have fallen asleep by now.
"No." Tamara shook his head, hugged her, and walked out of the tent, "I'll go see him now."
He wants to cherish every moment with her, every moment, and doesn't want to delay.
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