"Then you ask him to go, how do I know?" Shiso gave him a blank look.

Yang Muyun's eyes turned to the high platform again, and the young national teacher sat upright, with a solemn face and a chanting voice in his mouth, which was quite a bit of a monk's demeanor. It's a pity that the scriptures in his mouth are recited in Fanyu, and even though Yang Muyun is knowledgeable, he doesn't know what to do.

His eyes were staring straight at Yuan Qi'er, only to see her eyes slightly twilight, sitting upright, listening intently.

"She has the heart to listen to the scriptures and chant the Buddha here, and she is not frightened when she is trapped here by the wind and rain, is it a pretentious gesture? Or is there something in your heart? Yang Muyun looked at her face carefully, what did he want to interpret from it?

Yuan Qi'er's face was serene, the ancient well was not wavering, her slightly closed eyes opened slightly, and she smiled at Yang Muyun's gaze.

"She sensed I was looking at her." Yang Muyun's gaze drooped in a hurry, and he felt a burning sensation on his face.

"What are you looking at?" Shiso also noticed a hint of strangeness next to him.

"It's nothing," Yang Muyun said casually: "This Yuan Gongzi is so handsome, even I want to look at her a few more times." ”

"You used to like to look at men...... Zi Su couldn't help but smile dumbly, feeling a strangeness in his heart, and glanced at him, "Since marrying him, he hasn't touched himself, is he ...... Does he have that hobby? ”

"Si Yu doesn't know where he is now? I hope she can bring the news back to the capital as soon as possible. Yang Muyun was thinking about it, when a sharp chirp suddenly entered his ears, "Is it an eagle?" He looked up and saw a mysterious smile on Yuan Qi'er's lips on the high platform.

On the side of the galloping Aries River, a team of people stopped.

Lin Mei'er looked at the corpses all over the ground, her eyebrows condensed into a knot, and not far away, Qiao Ziliang and Zhu Ji were carefully looking at these corpses, wanting to find something from them.

"Brother Zhu, do you see the identities of these people?" Qiao Ziliang straightened up and asked.

"It looks like it should be the Tartar officials in the capital, how can they appear here? And who killed them all? Zhu Ji rubbed his chin thoughtfully.

"Senior sister, what have you discovered?" Qiao Ziliang's gaze turned to Lin Mei'er.

"There aren't too many traces of a fight here," Lin Mei'er tapped her toes on the ground and said slowly: "Everyone was killed by a single move, and it seems that a martial arts master did it." ”

"Miss Lin means that these people were all killed by one person?" Zhu Ji said suspiciously: "How can you see it? ”

"The fatal parts of these people, the depth of the wounds, are almost the same, and if it wasn't done by one person, it would be a strange thing." Lin Mei'er glanced at him and said in a very affirmative tone.

"Senior sister is right," Qiao Ziliang also agreed with her statement, "But do these corpses have anything to do with the people we are looking for?" ”

"How do I know that?" Lin Mei'er glanced at him, and pointed to the horseshoe prints that stretched in the distance, "Wouldn't you know if you follow these marks and chase them forward?" ”

"Without further ado, let's go right away." Zhu Ji nodded, and pointed to the two people beside him, "You, you stay and watch these corpses, and the rest of the people follow me." ”

Seeing that everyone got on the horse one after another, Qiao Ziliang said in a low voice: "Senior sister, do you think this was done by Yang Muyun?" ”

"No," Lin Mei'er said: "Didn't you see, the wound into the flesh is extremely narrow, it must have been injured by a sharp weapon with a very thin blade, is Yang Muyun using such a weapon?" ”

"That's what my sister said." He also wanted to ask again, but Lin Meier had already flown on her horse and went to the upper reaches of the river.

Qiao Ziliang smiled bitterly, jumped on the horse, and chased after her.

"Miss, slow down!" Jing Lian rode on the horse, her arms tightly wrapped around Chen Siyu's slender waist, her stomach was churning for a while, and her mind felt dizzy.

Chen Siyu's face was pale, and his hands were tightly holding the reins, and he didn't know how to control the horse under his crotch.

She had ridden horses before, but under the auspices of her brother. The horses under her crotch were so docile then, where was it like now...... Coming down from the mountain, she wanted the horse to go east, but with a shake of her hand, the horse turned around and ran west.

Chen Siyu was in a hurry, whether it was kicking with his feet, shouting loudly, or pulling the reins hard, the horse was crazy, the more

Fa ran fast to the west.

"What can I do?" Fine sweat broke out on Chen Siyu's forehead, and the farther west he went, the farther away he was from the capital, how could Yang Muyun do what he had entrusted him? She felt anxious in her heart, her nose was sore, and tears almost came out of her eyes.

"Miss, you see there seems to be someone in front of you." Jing Lian said behind her.

Chen Siyu looked up, and in the drizzle, a group of black-pressed cavalry galloped like the wind, and the horses' hooves stepped on the ground, as if rolling muffled thunder sounded.

"The road is slippery on a rainy day, who will ride a horse at this time?" Chen Siyu didn't have time to think about it, only heard Jing Lian say in her ear: "Miss, it seems to be our Ming army......"

The cavalry on the opposite side saw a horse galloping towards them, and a tall and thin young general wearing a wide-brimmed four-bright helmet ordered the knights around him to beat the flag wildly, and the cavalry of the brigade that was galloping on their horses stopped abruptly, and the team was neatly aligned, like an arm and a finger.

Seeing that the oncoming horse was still galloping, the tall and thin young man stepped forward, took off a pair of nooses from his waist, stretched out his long arms, and the noose was like a long snake to the horse that Chen Siyu was riding.

The "brush" rope loop is accurately put on the horse's neck. only heard the neighing of the horse, the horse's hind hooves slammed to the ground, the front hooves propped up, Chen Siyu and Jing Lian exclaimed, and they were almost lifted off their backs by the horses.

The horse was startled for a moment, and then spread its hooves and galloped. The tall and thin young man pulled the noose and rode the horse to follow, once the horse was going to run away, the tall and thin young man pulled the rope in his hand, the horse's head was off, and he went around in a circle, several times, the horse finally obediently came to the tall and thin young man's horse, and no longer galloped.

Chen Siyu was shocked, straightened up and arched his hand towards the tall and thin young man: "Thank you General for coming to the rescue!" ”

Seeing that it was a beautiful girl, the tall and thin young man couldn't help but have his eyes lit up, and asked loudly, "How could the young lady come to this deserted place on horseback?" ”

"It's a long story," Chen Siyu looked the young general up and down with a pair of beautiful eyes, "Is the general from the nearby guard?" How did you come here with your troops? ”

"Don't hide it, Miss," the tall and thin young man's eyes flashed, "This official is Wang Ying, the commander of Baiyangkou, and he is leading soldiers and horses here to practice today, I don't want to meet Miss, I don't know Miss's name, why did you come here?" ”

"My young lady Chen Siyu is the granddaughter of Ningyang Hou." Before Chen Siyu could answer, Jing Lian behind him had already rushed to speak, "General Wang, my young lady and I escaped from the Gantang Temple in front, there is a group of rebellious thieves inside, smuggling the forbidden ordnance materials of the imperial court, and also seizing Lord Yang of the military department, you quickly lead the troops to arrest them!" ”

"What?" The tall and thin young man was taken aback, "Who is so bold, Miss take me to arrest those thieves one by one." ”

"General Wang," Chen Siyu nodded, glanced at the mighty and majestic cavalry behind him, there were thousands of people, and said secretly in his heart: "Grandpa has always said that my Ming armaments are lax, the sergeants are not well trained, and the war horses are weak, but I look at the soldiers under General Wang, and the soldiers are strong and strong, which is really very different from what my grandfather said." It seems that although this General Wang is young, he is a general who leads troops. ”

Immediately shook the reins and turned the horse's head, "General Wang, please come with me." ”

Wang Ying nodded, and with a wave of his hand, a knight waved the flag, and the rumbling sound of horses' hooves suddenly sounded.

After the lecture, Shakya Gyaltsen returned to his prayer room, and only Yuan Qi'er, Zisu and Yang Muyun went with him, and even the abbot of Gantang Monastery, Guru Dama, was blocked out of the door.

"National teacher, this is Miss Zisu's husband, Lord Yang Muyun Yang, a member of the Arsenal of the Ministry of War." Yuan Qi'er introduced to Shakya Gyaltsen.

"Are you Lord Yang?" Shakya Gyaltsen's solemn appearance was gone, and a face of surprise floated, "Look up for a long time!" ”

"National teacher, what have you admired me for a long time?" Looking at his expression, Yang Muyun couldn't help but laugh.

"I heard from Miss Shisu, Lord Yang, you are talented, and your export is a chapter!" Shakya Gyaltsen said, "She also showed me the poems you made, and they were really extraordinary!" ”

"The national teacher is too famous," Yang Muyun glanced at Shisu, "Graffiti works, how to get into the hall of elegance?" ”

"National teacher, Lord Yang, Mrs. Yang," Yuan Qi'er arched her hand, the corners of her mouth hooked, "You talk first, I still have something to do, so I'll go down first." ”

"Yuan Jushi, please!"

After seeing Yuan Qi'er go out, Shakya Gyaltsen waved his hand and said, "Lord Yang, Zi ...... Mrs. Shiso, please be seated! "Him

originally wanted to call Miss Zisu like before, but Yang Muyun was by her side, and it was very inappropriate to call her like that, so she replaced Miss with Mrs.

"Lord Yang is deeply honored to be here today." Shakya Gyaltsen said.

"You are the emperor's personal national teacher, and I am just a petty official from the fifth grade in the capital, how can you say so!" Yang Muyun returned the salute.

"Well, you two are more sour than the other," Shiso sneered beside him, "If you continue like this, when the sun goes down, you will still bow down here!" ”

"Yes, yes, that's what Lady Shiso said," Shakya Gyaltsen said.

"Madam," Yang Muyun glanced at her, "The national teacher is a high-ranking monk, why are you so rude?" ”

"It's okay, it's okay," Shakya Gyaltsen said busily: "Lady Shisu is quick to talk, but the deity is a little pedantic. ”

Hearing him say this, Zi Su stuck out his tongue at Yang Muyun and grimaced.

Seeing that he was so protective of Zisu, Yang Muyun couldn't help but be secretly surprised in his heart. He didn't know that this young national teacher fell in love with Shisu at first sight, and he was deeply trapped in it and couldn't extricate himself.

This Shakya Gyaltsen national teacher has been a monk since he was a child, and he is dedicated to worshipping the Buddha, and he does not linger in everything. I thought that I would spend my whole life in the shadow of this scripture Buddha, but who knew that a chance encounter disrupted his ancient practice. It was when he came back from a lecture outside, passing by a meadow by the river, and suddenly heard a burst of women's laughter, he was unmoved, but a reply touched his heart.

A woman's voice said, "Buddha, why did you just give the young lady this peerless face?" ”

Another woman's voice said: "It is just a flash in the pan, used to blind the eyes of the world, there is no beauty worthy of a pure and loving heart, I gave it to every woman in the world, but someone has made it dust......"

Shakya Gyaltsen's heart moved, who could say such a Zen context, he couldn't help but lift the curtain, under a willow tree by the river, several beautiful girls sat on the ground, around a white-clothed girl playing the role of the Buddha asked and answered.

A young girl in Tsing Yi asked, "Buddha, I met someone I liked, how do I make him like me?" ”

The girl in white replied: "Seeing each other is fate, since you have reaped his fate, you should make him happy and have a good fate." And the people you like, do happy things, don't ask if it's a catastrophe or fate. The sound was like a pearl falling on a jade plate, touching the heartstrings of a young national teacher not far away. The girls who asked were all young and beautiful, and the girl in white who played the Buddha was even more beautiful than anyone else in the world. Shakya Gyaltsen, who was like an iron Zen heart, was moved, he had never seen such a beautiful woman, even all the beautiful Gesang flowers on the snowy plateau combined, not as good as this woman in white. and her wise and zen-like answers, which are even more intoxicating.

He got out of the car, walked quickly to the group of women, and folded his hands, "Female Bodhisattvas"

The girls looked back in amazement, "It's a monk from the Western Regions." A woman in red said.

"Miss pretended to be a Buddha, so she recruited a monk." A woman in silk clothes said with a smile: "If the young lady is dressed as Pan An Song Yu, will she recruit us a wishful husband?" ”

......

A group of young girls warblers and warblers ridiculed each other, which made Shakya Gyaltsen extremely embarrassed.

"Well, the master is far away," said the girl in white, "and you should not be embarrassed by him. He glanced at him, "Master, please be seated!" ”

That day, he had a good conversation with the girl in white, and he learned her name: Shiso. The owner of the capital Luoyuan.

Since then, he has often invited Shisu to his Da Ci'en Temple in Xi to listen to his lectures, and the two have known each other since they met each other and became good friends.

......

"It turns out that he is Shiso's husband." Shakya Gyaltsen looked at Yang Muyun in a daze, and there was a sour feeling in his heart for no reason, the time when he met Zisu was the happiest day in his life. He knew that she was married, and he never thought about anything else, but he felt that he could see her every day and listen to her last sentence, and he was willing to eat it. But the man who really saw him couldn't help but feel a sense of loss in his heart.

"National Teacher, what's wrong with you?" Seeing that his face was different, Yang Muyun asked strangely.