Chapter 017: Parting Gift
Qiyun took Lu Ying back to the garden, packed a few large boxes of valuables and daily belongings, and went to Yizhen's room to help the attendants clean up. By the time it was over, it was already dark. Qiyun thought that he should find the Buddha and arrange it in time to let him leave Chang'an as soon as possible.
When I arrived at the guest room, I didn't see the Buddha. Follow the guidance of the subordinates and look for it all the way. I saw that the moon was bright and the stars were scarce, the scenery in the garden was scattered, the breeze was blowing, and the fragrance of flowers was refreshing. There was a fire in the clearing under the pear tree in front of him, and a man sat in front of him. Qiyun stepped forward and saw that the man was the Buddha. He was roasting something on the fire, and the aroma was overflowing.
Seeing this, Qiyun shouted to the Buddha: "I can't find you everywhere, so you are hiding here, so I can find it for a while." Others are anxious, but you are at ease. ”
The breeze came slowly, and a fragrance suddenly came from the end of his nose, and Qiyunqi said, "Are you really cooking something to eat this time?" What are you baking here? ”
"Rabbit," said the civet with a smile, showing its snow-white teeth, "today I saw a rabbit in the garden that was unclaimed, so I roasted it and ate it." It seems that all the people in the house are in a mess, and no one pays attention. ”
Qiyun despised him and mocked, "Unclaimed? Didn't you roast the rabbit that was lost in the kitchen? You're a fox, and the little bird is full of bones, so you roast a rabbit to eat, and you're here to eat. ”
"Anyway, this rabbit is also for people to eat, so it is better to let you taste the way my Xianbei clan is used to eating. I haven't eaten it in a long time, and I miss it so much. The Buddha tore a piece of rabbit meat and handed it to Qiyun, "Taste it, it's fragrant." ”
Qiyun took the rabbit meat, and saw that his face was hidden behind the firelight, and the shadows were full of shadows, and he didn't see it very really, but he felt that he had a bright smile and shining eyes. Qiyun took a bite, and suddenly felt that the rabbit meat was not old or tender, just right, crispy and delicious, and asked curiously, "It tastes good, Buddha, who taught you this technique?" ”
"It's my mother." Thinking of his mother, the Buddha said quietly: "My mother is a Han Chinese, but she said that I also belong to the Xianbei tribe and must learn the eating habits of the Xianbei people. Therefore, he often took me and some brothers to the open field, burned some game, looked at the stars, surrounded the bonfire, and said that this is the real life of Xianbei people. My mother had never been used to doing this before, but it was not uncommon for me to start a fire and burn her hands. ”
The night wind blew a little cold, Qiyun came closer to him, and said to him with some envy: "Then when you go home, you can gather around the bonfire with your mother and cook some delicious food." ”
The Buddha glanced sideways at her, his eyes gloomy, "No, my mother is not at home." ”
Qiyunqi said: "Then where is she?" ”
The civet looked up at the inky black sky, stretched out his finger and pointed upward: "She is in the sky." ”
Qiyun's heart was sour, and she asked, "Did you leave the house because of your mother's death?" The tanuki nodded.
"I'm sorry," Qiyun said, not knowing how to comfort him, so she could only sit silently with him. After a while, she asked softly, "Do you miss her?" ”
The civet did not answer, but withdrew his gaze, his long, curly eyelashes hanging down, obscuring his sparkling dark eyes. After a long silence, I heard him hum a song leisurely:
Traveling far makes the mind, and the wanderer is born of love.
The triumphant wind blows the thorns, and the branches and leaves fall.
Yellow birds chirp and chase each other, biting and making good sounds.
Standing and looking at the West River, crying and dipping into the flowers.
Qiyun heard that his song was taken from the Book of Songs? Triumph Wind. While marveling at his cultivation of Sinology, he listened in amazement, his voice was clear and pure, as transparent as heaven. Qiyun was in a stirring mood, and played the flute with his singing. The melodious flute sound is accompanied by the singing, and the sound travels far and wide, as if it reaches the sky.
Qiyun thought to himself that his mother must be able to hear his singing. I couldn't help but think of my mother who was thousands of miles away, my heart was sour, and tears slowly rose in my eyes. Putting down the piccolo, Qiyun sang with him, her voice quiet and tactful, with a touch of worry.
The Buddha asked softly, "Qiyun, do you miss your mother too?" ”
Qiyun nodded tearfully and said, "My home is in Dragon City, and it is thousands of miles away from here to the northeast. I haven't seen my mother in years, and I have to go back to see her. Qiyun burst into tears and said firmly.
The two leaned side by side, looking at the starlight in the sky, they didn't speak for a long time, the warm and peaceful atmosphere flowed quietly, and Qiyun couldn't feel the cool night cold.
As the night deepened, the Buddha opened his mouth to break the silence and asked in a harmonious voice, "Qiyun, you seem to be in a hurry to come to me, what happened?" ”
Qiyun remembered the business he had come to him, and said with a solemn expression: "Now the situation in Guanzhong is extremely bad, the generals of the Jin army are full of contradictions, Yizhen is young after all, it is difficult to restrain his subordinates, I guess it may change in the near future." Moreover, the Xia army is a division of tigers and wolves, and their lord Helian Bobo is even more tyrannical and murderous. You are from the Wei State, and once you fall into the hands of the Xia army, you must not survive. ”
When the Buddha heard this, his heart was shocked, but his face remained unchanged, and he just asked, "What is this for?" ”
Qiyun explained: "At that time, Helian Bobo's father, Liu Weichen, died at the hands of Emperor Tuoba of Wei Daowu, and his clan was almost killed by the Wei army, and only the youngest son Liu Bobo escaped, which is today's Helian Bobo. Xia and Wei have an immortal enmity, how can they spare you a Wei person? ”
Hearing this, the Buddha was silent for a while, looked at her with dark eyes, and said, "Qiyun, you can go with me." Let's get out of here and come with me to Heijo, or I'll take you home. ”
Qiyun's heart shook slightly, he thought for a moment, and shook his head, "No, I'm the county lord of the Yellow Dragon Kingdom." I went to Jiankang in the Jin Dynasty to promote friendship between the two countries, in fact, I am also a hostage, but fortunately, the Liu family treats me like my own daughter. Yizhen is the best for me since I was a child, if I abandon him at this time, there is humiliation of the country, and there is ruthlessness and righteousness, I can't do it. ”
Hearing this, the Buddha sighed: "Although Qiyun is a woman, she is so affectionate and righteous. Well, I don't force you. He took something out of his collar and hung it around Qiyun's neck, "In the future, you come to Pingcheng and give it to the people guarding the city gate, and you can find me." ”
Qiyun looked down and saw that it was the jade pendant that the Buddha was wearing. It was a piece of white jade with a good appearance, the jade color was warm, the carving was exquisite, and he knew that it must be a valuable thing, and said urgently: "Your thing is very precious, I can't accept it." As he spoke, he was going to take it off.
The civet took her hand, "You saved my life, and I haven't thanked you yet." This Linghu jade pendant was left to me by my mother, and I am giving it to you now, as a thank you gift, and also as a token. ”
"Buddha, this is what your mother left for you to remember, and I can't accept it." Qiyun excused.
The Buddha looked at her deeply, and said sincerely: "I only have this thing on me now, look at it...... You should see me. If you have the opportunity to meet in the future, this is a token. ”
Hearing what he said sincerely, Qiyun had no choice but to stop, "Then I'll give you something too." Qiyun flipped through his pocket, picked a piece of gold and jade from his waist, and put it in the palm of the Buddha's hand.
The Buddha saw by the firelight, it was a piece of gold inlaid jade, and the green jade was engraved with two words "Zhuohua" in Yangwen small seal. Seeing that he had doubts on his face, Qiyun explained with a smile, "The word Zhuohua is the title given to me by my imperial uncle when I went to the Jin Dynasty - Lord of Zhuohua. ”
The Buddha put the gold and jade back into Qiyun's palm, held Qiyun's soft wattle in his hand, and said solemnly: "I can't accept this, this is your emblem as a messenger, and it is a manifestation of your identity." What can be used to save lives at critical moments must not be given to others. ”
Qiyun heard him say solemnly, so he had to give up, lowered his head and took out a thing, it was a short sword, and handed it to him, "This is my birthday, and Taiwei Liu specially asked someone to make it for me." I will give it to you for your self-defense. ”
The Buddha took out the short sword, only to see the cold light and quiet, clear like water, and the word "Qiyun" was engraved on the sword. He liked it a little, and said with a smile while putting it in his arms: "This reminds me of two poems: The beauty gave me a golden knife, how can I repay Ying Qiongyao." ”
Qiyun also smiled and said, "These two sentences are very appropriate. I have also prepared some pieces of silver for you to wrap up on your way. Guanzhong is in danger, you can choose a day...... Let's go home. Buddha, you must take care of yourself and take care of yourself all the way. ”
"Definitely." The Buddha nodded vigorously, and said gloomily: Maybe this is the last time we get along, I don't know when we will have the fate to meet again. His eyes were deep, and he stared at Qiyun through the firelight for a long time, as if he wanted to imprint her in his mind and engrave her in his heart......