Chapter 125: Farewell (3)
The crowd in front of him suddenly moved, and the envoy of Chang'an stepped forward and asked Fu Yanyan in a low voice: "If the commander feels inconvenient, he might as well order someone to clear the way." Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½ā
"Not necessarily." The delay is calm.
As soon as the words fell, a few people suddenly ran out of front and blocked the road head-on. When Feng Ling visited the past, it turned out to be a few large Sogdian merchants, and some old and weak women and children in poor clothes, who were unknown to Feng Ling.
The woman and child rushed up, knelt on the ground, and shouted everything in their mouths, all of which were words of thanks, and the situation was very agitated. Fu Tan Yan dismounted to help, and Feng Ling also followed, it turned out to be the remaining people in the outer city who Fu Tan Yan rescued from outside Boxian Town.
The leading big merchant stepped forward to salute Fu Yan and Feng Ling, and raised his voice to the surroundings: "I don't know what crime Du Wei has received, but Du Wei's two years in Dunhuang City have made the business road smooth and the rogue extinct. You can't be a man without a conscience, what Duwei has done for Shazhou is obvious to all, this kindness, no tooth dare not forget. ā
Fu Yanyan hugged his hand and returned the salute: "You're polite, since you eat and drink, these are the parts, not enough to worry about." ā
"Merchants are soft-spoken, and they can't repay it, but they can't be indifferent." The leading merchant turned around and took a roll of jute paper from another merchant behind him, and carefully unfolded it in front of Fu Yan and the Wind Spirit.
Feng Ling's face was intertwined with shock and shock all the way down, and he finally raised his hand to cover his mouth.
There are only a few lines at the top of the jute paper, and the exploits of the past two years are roughly written, and every word is true, and there is no exaggeration. Further down, the signatures of different strokes of different thicknesses and thicknesses and various fingerprints fill the large blank space.
"This is ......," the wind spirit asked the merchant with wide eyes.
Shang Jia said with affection: "It is not in vain that the captain is sincere in Shazhou, although this is not a book of all people, but it is also a sincere thank you of the people of Shazhou." He carefully re-rolled up the jute paper and handed it to Fu Yanyan: "The merits and merits of the lieutenant are all here. If you really want to be guilty when you return to Chang'an, you might as well listen to the hearts of the people of Shazhou. ā
The flesh and blood on the battlefield never moved him, and his face changed, but at this moment, Fu Yanyan's heart was suddenly shocked, and his face was very ashamed: "Fu Yanyan is ashamed." As he spoke, he bowed down and took the jute paper, and a small flame seemed to be burning in the palm of his hand, and his hands were burning tightly.
When the merchants saw that he had taken it, they all smiled. Most of them recognized the wind spirit, and they all gathered around her to talk to her. I don't know which one of the official media is too talkative, and they vent the rumors and go out, and those people seem to know about the family affairs of the wind spirit and the delay, but they only think that they have become a courtesy, and they congratulate them one by one.
Someone said: "Gu Niangzi's character is also married by a Turkic barbarian?" Looking at Shazhou, only Yandu Lieutenant is worthy. ā
Everyone laughed out loud, but it was nothing more than a kind of hypocrisy. Who doesn't know in his heart that he should be questioned after returning to Chang'an, the crime is big and small, and what the crime is, it is not yet known, but just looking at the military department, he can't wait for the New Year's Festival, and he is so anxious to escort him back to Beijing, but he is afraid that he will be charged with a not light crime.
Feng Ling took the roll of jute paper in Fu Yanyan's hand, rolled it into his bag carefully, said goodbye to the merchants and people, and returned to the horse. When she got on the horse again, she glanced around, her cold eyes and cold face were still there, and she didn't seem to be moved by this scene. However, in her heart, she only admits a dead reason: being a person in the world, every word and deed cannot teach everyone in the world to obey, rather than lingering in her heart, if you sit upright, worthy of the sky, worthy of yourself, it is enough.
The group walked and stopped, walking very slowly, and when they were about to leave the city gate, Zhang Boyong also came to see them off, which was unexpected by Feng Ling. Since the overthrow of the Suo's family, Zhang Boyong has looked down on it a lot, and even smiled helplessly at Fu Yanyan: "The grasshopper on the same rope between me and the captain, today the military department is here, I sent the captain, tomorrow the official department is coming, and who one is willing to send me?" ā
The wind spirit smacked, but it was also the same thing. is also convicted, after all, Fu Yanyan is a person who can be seen in the eyes of a saint, the situation is very different, Zhang Boyong is about to wait for the official clerk to be dismissed on the spot, and he will not even have the qualifications to be escorted back to Beijing.
Even so, Feng Ling had no choice but to dismount, make a gesture of releasing his previous suspicions, say a few words of relief, and say goodbye to him.
When it came to the official road out of the city, it was almost noon.
Everyone ran to a higher place, and Fu Tanyan and Han Meng couldn't help but stop their horses and look back at Dunhuang City. The two envoys went all the way out of the city and witnessed the support of the soldiers and the people, and they paid some respect to Fu Yan, and he stopped at his horse to look back, but they did not urge, but waited on the sidelines.
The outline of the city tower appears slightly illusory in the strong sunlight, and the wind wraps the sand and dust to cover Dunhuang City, and the whole city seems to be ethereal in the wind and smoke, which is also real and illusory.
In the distance, the Thousand Buddha Cave was backlit and became a heavy shadow, but it was still able to receive the Buddha's inspiration, and the wind spirit silently recited a Buddha in his heart: the prospect is unknown, the auspicious and unpredictable, I hope that the Buddhas will have mercy and more protection.
Han Shilang clamped the horse's belly and walked to Feng Ling's side, seemingly faintly uneasy, for fear that Han Meng would hear it, he deliberately said Gaochang words: "Sister, will Yanduwei and Daddy be convicted?" ā
Feng Ling retracted her gaze, a half-grown boy, and she didn't want to deceive him: "I'm afraid it is." ā
Han Shilang lost his mind slightly, and after a while, he muttered to himself: "Du Wei and Daddy didn't do anything wrong, what's the crime?" ā
"You don't understand, and my sister may not be able to understand it, but the court has its own rules ......" Feng Ling couldn't be sure if Han Shilang could understand this, she glanced at his stunned face, and finally couldn't bear it: "Shilang don't be afraid, Bodhisattva is watching, right and wrong are always there." Moreover, Du Wei opened the Buddha cave, and Han Xiaowei also helped, with deep merit and good fortune. ā
Han Shilang looked in the direction of the Thousand Buddha Cave, nodded slowly, and said to himself irrelevantly: "Shilang has no support, where Daddy Hengzhi is, home is there." I don't know who he was comforting, but Feng Ling reluctantly hooked the corners of his lips, which was considered to be in agreement.
After looking at it once, the envoy from Chang'an hugged his hand to Fu Tanyan quite politely: "If it is convenient for the captain, it is better to hurry." ā
Then everyone beat the horses again, and the horses' hooves flew and stirred up a cloud of smoke and dust, and the wind spirit freed up a hand, pulled up the gauze around his neck, covered his mouth and nose, and pressed the curly brim hat on his head again. turned his head, but saw that Fu Yanzheng was looking at her from time to time.
The wind spirit smiled at him, and because the gauze covered his mouth and nose, only a pair of apricot eyes were bent into a half-moon outside.
"When I first saw you, you seemed to be like this." As he spoke, he pulled up a veil to cover his mouth and nose.
"You jumped out of the wind and saved my life." The wind spirit said, and the deeper the eyes bent.
Both of them stopped talking, turned their faces and rode their horses seriously, going through the past, but blooming in their hearts, picking up warmth to resist the bitter cold wind along the way. (To be continued.) )