The Zen room was clean and swept. There were a few jujube trees growing in the four corners of the courtyard. The branches whose scales fell off were filled with silver-white flowers, which were like beads.
Tamara didn't look back, her white and slender fingers continued to flip through the scriptures, her back in a cassock was clear and vigorous.
"What's up?"
he asked softly.
Ashina Bisuo knelt outside the door, hesitated for a moment, blushed slightly, raised her chest, and said word by word: "Wang, I like Princess Wenzhao of Great Wei, she is beautiful, tough, brave, I admire her, I want to protect her so that she can laugh without worry every day."
With the wind blowing through the courtyard, the branches of the jujube tree swayed with flowers, sending out wisps of light fragrance.
Tan Mo Luojia was silent for a while, his eyes drooping slightly: "Bisuo, Princess Wenzhao is the princess of the Great Wei Dynasty, not the princess of the royal court."
Bi Suo smiled: "I know that Princess Wen Zhao is not the princess of the royal court, Wang, I didn't come to ask you to marry me... I came here to get your permission."
He paused for a moment, and looked at the back of Tamaroka with a solemn expression.
"Wang, do you allow me to like Princess Wenzhao?"
Tanmaraka's movement of turning over the scriptures stopped.
Bi Su continued: "After all, Princess Wenzhao stayed in the royal court on the grounds of imitating the modern girl. Although the king is a son of Buddha, he has already escaped from the seven emotions and six desires, and he has lived and died. Respect the king, so I dare to ask... Wang, can I like the princess?"
Tamara turned his fingers to hold the pearl in his hand and said, "Bisuo, you shouldn't ask me."
Bi Su was startled, then smiled bitterly.
Yes, he shouldn't have come to ask Luo Jia, Princess Wenzhao is not a treasure for sale, she is a living person, if he really likes Princess Wenzhao, even if the king disagrees, he should muster up the courage to pursue it.
He looked at Tanmaraka and said, "I understand."
Tan Mo Luojia lowered her eyes and continued to read the scriptures: "Princess Wenzhao is young, living outside the realm.
Bi Suo returned to her senses and touched the ground with her head: "I swear that I will never make any contempt for the princess because of my admiration for the princess, and I will never take advantage of the danger of others to persecute the princess based on her status. If you violate this oath, But it's up to the king to deal with it!"
He waited for a while, grabbed his saber, exited the meditation room, stood by the threshold, and looked back at Tanmaraka's back.
Master said before his death that Luo Jia Chen's relationship has not been broken.
In the past, Bi Su didn't take this prophecy seriously. When he saw the beautiful and moving Princess Wen Zhao and spent several days with the princess, Master's instructions echoed in his mind again and again.
He was afraid that Master's words would come true.
One thought becomes a Buddha, one thought becomes a devil, Luo Jia is different from others. If he is moved, he will know the taste of love...
Bi Su's face was solemn.
A series of footsteps sounded behind him, and Prajna sneaked up to him: "General Ashina, do you really admire Princess Wenzhao?"
Bi Suo nodded and said loudly: "Yes, I adore the princess, and my heart is full of sunshine and moon!"
After saying that, turn around and leave.
Prajna watched his tall back disappear by the jujube tree, and was so excited that he rubbed his hands together: General Ashina is suave. Never stopped. This is good, he fell in love with Princess Wenzhao, and Wang can finally get rid of the princess!
The wind whistled through the empty and cool corridor and poured into the meditation room. The pages on the desk were rolled up by the wind. Thamaroka lowered his head and read the scriptures silently.
Half an hour later, footsteps sounded again in the corridor.
Yuanjue stood outside the door and clasped his fists: "King, the people from Shacheng sent back a message that Prince Aling of Haidu did not return to Beirong."
Beirong has no fixed capital. Wherever the Wakhan Khan's tent is moved, the Beirong Yat tent is located. After Beirong and Wang Ting signed a covenant, Wakhan Khan's condition really improved. For a while, there was a lot of rumors of divine condemnation, and Tamara's reputation rose to a higher level. Wakhan Khan made a decisive decision and decided to move back to Izhou. So as not to be distracted. Haidu Aling was dispatched to Wang Ting, according to the itinerary, he should return to Beirong at this time, but the herdsmen there did not see him.
Tamara's face was calm, and his fingers rubbed the beads: "Strengthen the vigilance throughout the palace."
Fate should be right.
…
The royal court was hot during the day and cold at night, and the cold moonlight poured down like frost on the ground.
A star in the house flickered like a bean candle, Yaoying and her personal soldiers sat on the felt blanket to discuss the placement of the Chinese people in Shazhou and Guazhou.
A few days ago, she asked Xie Qing to get a sand table, stacked out the approximate terrain of the North Western Region, and explained it to Xie Chong: "The Western Region is full of deserts, and the business road is built on the oasis, a long and narrow area. There are post stations along the way, because of the war. Because of this, many post stations have been abandoned. Hu merchants who master the trade way can often control the trade in one place. When dealing with them, you should take a long-term perspective. It is better to give more profits and cooperate with them. With a firm foothold in the royal court, we will be able to rescue more people in the future."
Xie Chong listened carefully and asked, "Princess, are we going to do business with Hu Shang in the future? Speaking of leading troops to fight, I can boast a few words. I don't know anything about business..."
Yaoying glanced at him and said, "Nowadays, there are many disasters in the Western Regions, and many small tribes that prospered by business have declined. At this time, the caravans that can travel to and from the countries have armed support behind them. What you have to learn is how to harmonize with each other. They deal. They're well-informed and might be able to help us get the message across."
During the war, merchants in the Western Regions often had close ties with various tribes. They used gold and silver treasures to win over the big nobles, affecting the local situation and facilitating their trade. These people could even mobilize the army.
Xie Chong understood a little, nodded again and again, and said with a smile, "As long as the princess doesn't let me manage the accounts!"
Xie Peng gave him a white look: "Let you manage the accounts? Then let's wait and drink the northwest wind!"
The others burst into laughter.
After the discussion lasted until midnight, everyone retired.
Xie Qing stayed and took out the military book that Yaoying gave her a few days ago: "Princess, I've read it all."
The whole word is bit hard, and it is not difficult to hear the pride in it.
Yaoying can't laugh or cry, is this something to be proud of
"Aqing, these military books are for you to study carefully. You can keep them and read them several times, so you don't need to return them."
Xie Qing snorted and took back the military book.
Yaoying whispered: "Aqing, we happen to be in the royal court. If you encounter something you don't understand, you can ask Bi Suo for advice. Although the military books of the two countries are different, the truth is the same."
Xie Qing nodded.
She was born with supernatural powers and practiced martial arts with her brothers since she was a child. However, because she was a woman, her father never taught her to form troops. She never thought of going to the battlefield before, she just wanted to be a competent bodyguard. Now they are living abroad, The personal soldiers obeyed her command, and the princess asked her to learn the art of war, so she would study hard.
The princess never looked at her in a strange way because she was a woman. She was neither biased nor curious, as if in the eyes of the princess, this was a normal thing.
She couldn't live up to the princess' trust.
Xie Qing put away the military book, looked at the moonlight like water in front of the window, and suddenly asked: "Princess, if our news is sent back to the Central Plains, will the Central Plains respond?"
Yaoying nodded: "Yes."
She is sure that the Central Plains will respond, because she regards Li De, Li Xuanzhen and the ministers of the DPRK and China as politicians. No matter what kind of entanglement there is between them, the politicians will not refuse profitable transactions, and there are also Zheng Jing in the DPRK and China. Among the rising stars of the aristocratic family, there are Han people who are as ambitious as Du Sinan, eager to make achievements and unscrupulous for the future. Among these people, there is no lack of long-term vision, worrying about the country and the people, and there will always be someone who will respond.
As for the personal feud between their father and son, brother and sister, there is always a time to make it clear.
Xie Qing frowned: "After returning to the Central Plains? Princess, you have to plan for yourself."
"I understand." Yaoying yawned, her voice soft and lazy, "Returning to the Central Plains is not going back to Chang'an, I know it well, Ah Qing, I do this for the sake of the overall situation, to eliminate the disaster of war, and to benefit myself, you. rest assured."
Xie Qing hummed, seeing her tired face, got up and removed the candle: "Princess set up earlier."
Yaoying's eyelids were heavy, she changed her clothes, she fell asleep after lying down for a while, she suddenly felt strange in a daze, woke up, and just heard a few taps from the roof.
Someone is walking on the roof!
Yaoying listened carefully, there were several muffled noises from the yard, and people fell to the ground one after another. Xie Chong called out, but someone interrupted her, and the shouting stopped abruptly.
The sound of footsteps in the corridor was mixed, and the figures in front of the window swayed.
Yaoying's heart was pounding, she found the dagger in the dark, got up, went to the ground barefoot, and crept behind the door.
With a creaking sound, the door latch was lifted from the outside, and the door was pushed open with both hands, and a few shadows got into the room and ran directly towards the bed.
"Princess!"
The loud shouts of Xie Qing and Xie Peng came, and there were flashing swords and swords in the yard. The soldiers shouted and fought with people in night clothes. There were people inside and outside the corridor.
Yaoying hid behind the door, holding the dagger tightly in her hand.
The shadows ran to the side of the long couch, lifted the thin blanket, did not see Yaoying, and immediately turned around to search.
One of the black figures squinted, turned around suddenly, and his body flashed. In the blink of an eye, his tall and mighty body was already in front of Yao Ying. He stretched out his ape arm, and his big hand firmly grasped her wrist with a slight force.
With a crisp click, Yaoying's hands trembled, and the dagger fell to the ground.
There were several low-pitched laughter behind the man's hideous mask, and the laughter was wild and uninhibited: "Princess Wenzhao, you always like to hide behind the door."
Yaoying's blood was congealed all over her body, and she met those sharp pale yellow eyes and opened her eyes: Haidu Aling!
Haidu Aling sneered, her rough fingers pinched Yaoying's chin, and said contemptuously, "I said, you can't escape my palm."
Yaoying gritted her teeth, trying to break free of his arms, but her hands and feet were stiff and she couldn't move.
Haidu Aling smiled softly, leaned over and picked her up, her golden eyes filled with desire to conquer prey: "Princess, enough of playing outside, it's time to go back."
He stepped out of the corridor with Yaoying in his arms, and jumped up the courtyard wall with a few steps.
Xie Qing and the others watched Yaoying being taken away, her eyes were splitting, she chased with a knife, and was entangled by other people wearing masks. Is there a shadow of Yaoying
"Princess!"
Xie Chong yelled anxiously.
Yaoying was taken out of the palace, and she could not hear the eager cries of her soldiers. All she could hear was the whistling of the wind and Haidu Aling's steady and slow breathing. His strong and powerful ape arms hugged her tightly, like an iron hoop. , made her unable to move.
She shivered lightly, seeing that she was getting further and further away from the palace, she gathered all her strength and bit Haidu Aling's neck in one bite.
Haidu Aling chuckled, avoided deftly, grabbed her chin, and sprayed hot air on the tip of her nose: "I haven't seen you for a few days, how did the princess learn to bite?"
At this moment, a gorgeous golden arc suddenly flashed under the cold moonlight.
Haidu Aling was acutely aware of the danger, his pupils shrank suddenly, hugging Yaoying tightly, and jumping.
That arc of light was faster than his movements, it had caught up with him in an instant, shrugged and threw himself on his back, and the sharp claws were drawn down.
The hard and flexible leather armor was ripped open, and the clothes were torn apart.
Haidu Aling groaned, his ape arm muscles twisted, and a palm shot out in the air, his body swayed slightly, shook off the shadow, jumped to the roof of a roof ridge, and turned his head to stare at the shadow coldly.
Yaoying followed his line of sight.
A colorful cheetah slowly stepped out of the darkness, with a strong body, a light and elegant posture, and a strange phosphorescent glow on its yellow pupils.
Haidu Aling took off the mask on his face, his face was hideous, he put down Yaoying, drew his knife out of the scabbard, and his eyes were cold: "Sultan Gu, I have long wanted to meet you!"
A few times the roof tiles vibrated softly, and the leopard raised its tail and ran to the east.
The moonlight was light, the night wind was whistling, and under the flickering moonlight, a tall and thin figure stood on a roof, with a long knife in his hand, dressed in black clothes, his face was terrifying, calm and indifferent, as if he wanted to make peace with him. The boundless silence of the night merges into one.
Just like Shura who came out of a ghost, cold and chilling, fierce and ruthless.
Haidu Aling looked at him coldly and raised the long knife.
Sultan Gu stood up against the wind, motionless, his black clothes fluttering wildly, sketching out a strong and thin body, thin, but full of accumulated strength, and his body was full of sturdy and majestic tension.
Yaoying looked at him blankly.
Haidu Aling stepped forward, scolded him lightly, and bullied him. Sultan Gu, who was still still, suddenly drew his sword, his figure rose and fell like a rabbit, the sword light flickered, and two vigorous figures were fighting together.
Yaoying stood on the roof ridge, swaying from side to side by the wind, her heart beating wildly, and she stared at the two of them intently.
Haidu Aling was agile and mighty, he stepped forward and attacked with fierce force.
Sultan Gu was stern and fierce, with a majestic momentum. Every beheading of the knife was extremely fierce, and he was merciless. When he turned and moved around, he was calm and calm, with a faint sense of compassion.
After more than 100 strokes, the two of them were still indistinguishable. The two forces collided violently, the roof tiles shattered, and the dust rustled.
Haidu Aling was impetuous, and after a long battle with no results, he was furious, and forced Sultan Gu back to the corner.
This blow condensed all his momentum, like Mount Tai pressing the top, the Buddha blocked and killed the Buddha!
Yaoying held her breath nervously.
Sultan Gu stood tall, with a solemn face, a long knife in his left hand, and his momentum was like a rainbow. With the surging Lingyun domineering, he even forcibly split Haidu Aling's offensive!
Haidu Aling took a step back and groaned again, bloodshot from the corner of his mouth.
He glanced behind him and found that his people were not catching up, his eyes were gloomy, he took a few steps back suddenly, swept to Yaoying's side, hooked her waist, turned around and ran away.
"Sudangu, see you on the battlefield in Japan, let's compete again!"
Before Yaoying could call for help, a fierce wind of swords came from behind her, and in the sound of hunting in her robes, Sultan Gu jumped up and chased after him. Their figures were like ghosts, and they slashed towards Haidu Aling's right arm.
Haidu Aling was frightened, and dodged the long knife. Sultan Gubu stepped forward, grabbed Yaoying's shoulders, and pulled her into his arms.
Yaoying felt a cold light flash from the corner of her eyes, and said loudly, "Be careful!"
A short knife came out of Haidu Aling's sleeve and pointed directly at Sultan Gu!
Sultan Gu didn't say a word, the tall figure flew forward, like a goshawk fighting a rabbit, hooked Yaoying's waist with his right hand, and Haidu Aling passed by wrongly, his left palm slashed out, and the palm wind was fierce and unstoppable. .
Haidu Aling narrowed his eyes slightly, put away his short knife, and swept back.
Yao Yingrou's heart skipped a beat, sweating all over her body, she hugged Sultan Gu's neck in a panic, and pressed her body tightly against his chest, trembling slightly.
Sultan Gu hugged her and flew over the roof quickly, stopped on a courtyard wall, turned around, and looked at Haidu Aling.
"Princess Wenzhao is the king's modern girl. Next time, I won't be merciful."
He spoke word by word, his voice hoarse.
Haidu Aling's face was as gloomy as water. He glanced at Yaoying who was huddled in Sultan's ancient arms, the corners of his mouth twitched a few times, and he turned and walked away.