In the willow swing courtyard, the small bridge is red.

Qiyun came to visit the Buddha every day and played the jade flute for him, and the Buddha was dancing with a sword or meditating on the side. In her company, the Buddha only felt that the gloomy sadness that had been trapped in his chest for many days gradually faded, and his injuries gradually healed.

In the garden, on the swing frame under the pear tree, Qiyun was reading the book in his hand, eating grapes without spitting out the grape skins, and swinging leisurely and leisurely, so uncomfortable. After the Buddha finished practicing the sword, seeing her reading leisurely, he stepped forward: "Qiyun, it's boring for you to sit here alone, why don't I push you?" ”

Qiyun accepted the book in his hand and said with a smile: "Don't, I'll get dizzy if I swing high." Buddha, why don't you sit with me, let's talk together, and I invite you to eat grapes. ”

The Buddha responded, and sat side by side with her on the swing frame, swinging leisurely. Qiyun picked a grape and handed it to the mouth of the Buddha, and asked with a smile: "This is the grape hidden in the ice of the Later Qin Palace, is it sweet?" ”

The civet was close to her, looked a little unnatural, hurriedly swallowed the grapes, and replied vaguely: "Sweet, sweet to the heart." ”

When Qiyun saw it, he giggled and said, "You eat grapes, why don't you even chew them, so you swallow dates and eat them?" Also said to be sweet. Look at you are a very clever person, when did you become stupid? ”

The Buddha was a little embarrassed, but for a moment he came back to his senses, and his sharp gaze swept over and looked directly into her eyes. Qiyun was immediately defeated by the majesty of his eyes, did not dare to look at him, and slowly smiled. I was a little annoyed in my heart, this kid seemed to have an innate majesty, which made people involuntarily surrender.

The Buddha suddenly thought of something and asked solemnly, "You have been named the Lord of Zhuohua." Is the word 'Zhuohua' taken from the meaning of 'the peach is dying, the scorching is blooming, the son is returning, and it is suitable for his family'? ”

Qiyun nodded "um" and looked at him puzzled: "What's wrong?" ”

The Buddha ignored her questioning and asked, "You left your homeland when you were young, far away from your relatives, and were sent to Jiankang, thousands of miles away. Why? ”

Qiyun sighed at him: "I, the Huanglong Kingdom, sent me in order to reconcile the Jin Dynasty. If you say it well, you are a messenger, but if you don't say it well, you are actually a hostage. My imperial uncle sent someone to send me to the Taiwei Mansion as a hostage, and I have to say that he was thoughtful and long-sighted. Now, the Sima royal family of the Jin Dynasty is in a state of collapse and precarious, and all military and political power is in the hands of Liu Taiwei. I am the link between the friendship between the Huanglong Kingdom and the Liu clan of the Jin Dynasty. ”

"You're just a messenger? Not to make peace with the Jin Dynasty? The Buddha asked.

She said: "Judging from the title of the word Zhuohua, it does mean harmony. It's just that I was still young when I first arrived in Liu's Mansion, and I hadn't heard of Youheqin. Even if there were, I ......"

"If you let you and the Jin Dynasty, Qiyun, what will happen to you?" At this moment, he, who has always been calm and calm, seems a little anxious.

Qiyun turned his head to look at him, his expression was determined, and he replied slowly, "If this is the case, I will definitely try to escape from this confinement." I am my own, not an appendage of anyone, and no one can give me as a gift. No one can! ”

When the Buddha heard this, his brows furrowed, and his face turned slightly pale.

She suddenly sighed, "However, it is difficult to think about. The last time I left Chang'an, I gave up halfway. Fortunately, Yizhen didn't blame me, and it made him worry for a long time. It's just that getting to know you halfway through the way can be regarded as a gain or a loss.

The Buddha looked ashamed and said to her apologetically, "In this way, I can't stand you. If it weren't for me, maybe you would have been far away from Guanzhong and on your way home. ”

Qiyun stared at the sky in the distance, stretched out his arms, as if to evacuate the regret in his chest, and turned to the Buddha and smiled generously: "Yes, I didn't make it this time, you owe me." If you have a chance, you must pay me back......"

She was about to say something, and suddenly heard a "chirping" birdsong in her ears, following the voice. I saw a bird's nest built on a tall locust tree, and several chicks opened their small mouths and were "chirping", listening to it in her heart like a feather brushing, and her heart became soft and brisk, leading her to get off the swing frame, go to the bottom of the locust tree, and look up carefully.

When the Buddha saw that she liked it, he climbed the branch and flew up, and his posture was agile and agile, and in the blink of an eye he stood on a thick branch. Qiyun looked up, nervous and excited, and shouted at him, "Buddha, be careful. ”

The civet smiled at her, put his finger to his lips and motioned for her to be silent, and tiptoed close to the nest and gently lifted a chick out of the nest. The other birds were surprised that it was not good, and they chirped even more happily.

The Buddha held the bird, flew down from the locust tree, and held it to her as if offering a treasure. Qiyun looked at the chick, the feathers were snow-white, the small beak was tender yellow, and the black eyes were turning to look at people, standing in the palm of the Buddha's hand staggeringly, occasionally making one or two crisp "chirping" sounds.

Qiyun liked it very much, stretched out her finger, gently stroked the bird's feathers, and murmured, "Don't be afraid, baby, I won't hurt you." I'll have something to eat for you, would you like to come with me to the house?" ”

The two were very close, and the Buddha turned his face slightly, seeing the faint sunlight shining on Qiyun's cheeks. The skin is like congealed fat, the eyes are longing, clear and clear, with a faint smile on the lips, and a clever smile. He only felt that the spring sun was shining directly into the depths of his heart, and the flowers there bloomed quietly.

The civet wanted to hand her the bird in her palm, but Qiyun was about to take it carefully, but there was a loud "quack" sound in the air, and a black shadow swooped towards the two. When they looked up, they saw a big bird descending from the sky, its wings spread out, and it was very fierce and fierce, and its sharp beak was about to peck at her.

Qiyun pulled the civet and ran away, and exclaimed, "The civet, run, it's angry." The civet had to run away with her, and the chicks in the palm of her hand were not thrown, nor were they held in her arms, so she had to carefully hold it with her hands. He gasped and said to her, "You run that way, and I'll get the old bird away, and it won't peck at you." ”

She glanced at him and ran away. She watched the civet holding a hot potato-like bird in her hand, scurrying left and right in the woods, chasing a big bird closely behind her, very embarrassed, Ha Luha smiled and said: "Buddha civet, be careful, don't be eaten by that bird." ”

In the woods, the civet turned around a few times, rolled its eyes, flew up the high wall, and then slipped down the wall again, squatting under the root of the wall. The big bird couldn't understand his darkness, and flew all the way away, and a terrible cry echoed in the air. The Buddha heard her shouting faintly in his ears, and knew that Qiyun had come to look for him.

With sharp eyes, he saw a pile of firewood and grass under the tree that had not yet been extinguished, and he had an idea. Qiyun searched all the way, only to see the Buddha was sitting by the firewood, burning firewood and grass, I don't know what was on a branch, it was roasting on the fire, and the mouth was rattling, and the saliva was about to flow out.

When Qiyun saw it, his eyes seemed to be on fire, and he shouted: "No, a bird with bones and no meat, you also want to roast and eat?" Are you a fox? ”

The Buddha looked anxious at her and teased her: "Come on, let's taste it together." You smell it, isn't it fragrant? Qiyun was even more angry, her eyes flashing faintly, and she turned away from him. Seeing that she was really angry, the Buddha comforted, "Isn't the baby you like here?" Who wants to eat a bunch of bones? ”

She turned her head to see him unwrap his shirt, carefully took out the chick from his bosom, held it in the palm of his hand, and said, "Look, what is this?" ”

Qiyun took it in surprise, still muttering, "It's really a fox, but he didn't eat you because he thought you were thin." When you grow up, you may not know, but I'll send you back to the bird's nest. ”

Under the locust tree, the two watched as the chicks returned to their nests, and the mother bird no longer made a terrible cry. Qiyun watched the birds return to their nests, and felt that she had saved the birds' family from the fox's beak, so that they could survive and reunite with their families, and she was very proud.

After watching it for a while, Qiyun said to the Buddha: "Okay, the little bird has gone home safely, but I don't have any more to play." Yizhen is busy with official business all day, I've been in Chang'an for so long, and I haven't been anywhere to play. Her eyes rolled and shone brightly, "Buddha, why don't you accompany me out of the bush!" ”