A passing monk was interrupted by an uninvited guest, Zhiyuan stopped chanting, looked at the two women in front of him, and quickly recognized one of them as the concubine Zhang Lihua.

Although the other party's face was plastered, like a maid who had just finished making a fire, he still recognized it.

Another young woman, whose face was also smeared with ash, but it was difficult to hide the fluff of the sinking fish and geese, he didn't recognize this person, thinking that it might be Zhang Lihua's maid.

Looking at the not bad-intentioned soldier at the door, thinking of the commotion in the direction of Changganli, Zhiyuan quickly figured out the key, and Zhang Lihua also recognized Zhiyuan, desperately holding his leg and begging:

"Help... Save me... Mage..."

Zhang Lihua, who was extremely frightened, couldn't say anything, at this moment, she was not a concubine who was flattered by the ministers, but like a woman about to drown, trying to grasp the last straw.

Chen Cheng on the side, paralyzed by the imminent tragic encounter, couldn't say a word, trembled like chaff, bean-sized tears overflowed her eyes, crossed her beautiful face, and fell to the ground.

Several soldiers at the gate saw the situation in the courtyard clearly, saw the two women they were chasing, and also saw the corpses lying in the grass hut, and the bereaved family members on the side.

There seemed to be a funeral going on in this courtyard, and the soldiers hesitated for a moment, but rushed in: women, more than anything else.

participated in the mutiny, and it was inevitable that he would be settled by the government afterwards, and his life would not be guaranteed at that time, so it was time to have fun in time, live a few happy days before he died, and taste the taste of a woman, and it would not be in vain to go to this world.

Before they had walked a few steps, they were stopped by the monk, who put his hands together and said, "Amitabha, why are your benefactors here?" ”

The Southern Dynasty worshiped Buddha, and the soldiers believed in Buddhism to some extent, and in the face of this young and polite monk, they couldn't help but return the salute: "This Master, we... We're here to arrest people. ”

Another person hurriedly added: "I don't know the mage's number? ”

"Poor Dao Zhiyuan, I am spending more time for this deceased."

The monks of this era claimed to use "poor Tao" instead of "poor monks", and a soldier quickly apologized when he heard this: "Ah.... Bothered, bothered. ”

The others are a little anxious, now is not the time to greet each other, without further ado, I quickly caught the two little ladies to enjoy, otherwise I don't know when they will be killed by the government.

Before they could speak, they heard Zhiyuan cough a few times, and then listened to each other's apologetic explanation:

"Ladies and gentlemen, this deceased person died of tuberculosis, and please avoid it."

"Huh? Tuberculosis? ”

The soldiers were shocked when they heard this, tuberculosis is a terminal disease, and it can be contagious, and people infected with tuberculosis will cough incessantly, cough until they cough up blood and die, which is really miserable...

Wait, this mage is coughing!

Several frightened faces were like blank paper, they didn't even say hello, they immediately turned around and ran out of the courtyard, Zhiyuan saw this and confessed to the Buddha in his heart, because he had to lie in order to save people, and committed the "don't lie" in the five precepts.

The deceased he had just exceeded, not because he died of tuberculosis, but if he didn't say so, it was not enough to scare off those soldiers, and he couldn't stop the other party alone, and he couldn't save two weak women.

Zhiyuan closed the courtyard door first, then complained to the bereaved family, said a few words, and helped Zhang Lihua and another woman to get up.

"Thanks... Thank... Woooooo

Zhang Lihua choked up and thanked her, and cried with joy when she saw the pursuers retreating, and her tears washed away the ash on her face a little, which looked a little funny.

This Master Zhiyuan is the apprentice of the wise master Zhiyi, Zhang Lihua has accompanied Chen Shubao to Lingyao Temple to worship the Buddha many times before, has seen Zhiyuan several times, and has also talked with each other.

Zhiyuan gave her a very special feeling, extraordinary bearing, young age, but valued by the wise master, Zhiyuan often walks the people, for the poor people to do things, over the deceased.

So it's normal for Zhiyuan to appear in this dilapidated place, and now it is the other party who saved herself, Zhang Lihua had mixed feelings, and wanted to say something to thank her, but she couldn't help but sobbed when the words came to her mouth, and Chen Cheng on the side covered her mouth and cried.

She has been by her mother's side since she was a child, and her mother has sheltered her from the wind and rain and lived a carefree life.

Zhiyuan looked at Zhang Lihua with a calm face, the other party's name reminded him of his sister Yang Lihua, and the concubine who was supposed to hug her when she was traveling fell into such a situation, probably related to the changes in the city.

After he became a monk in Jiankang, he often traveled to Lifang, saw the various states of life with his own eyes, experienced the hard life of the poor, and felt more and more that he was like the Jin Hui Emperor Sima Zhen who "why not eat minced meat".

Now that Jiankang is in turmoil, the first thing Zhiyuan thinks of is that the people will be affected, and I don't know how many people are ruined.

He was just about to ask what was going on, when he suddenly heard the sound of footsteps outside the courtyard again, and secretly said that something was wrong in his heart, and walked quickly to the gate of the courtyard, but saw that the soldiers had just turned back, so he gritted his teeth and blocked the door, preventing the other party from entering.

"Mage, get out of the way!"

"Donor, why bother with a female benefactor who is suffering for her life?"

"Get out of the way!"

The leading soldiers were a little angry, and they listened to the explanation of this Zhiyuan master, saying that the deceased in the courtyard was infected with tuberculosis and died, because they were afraid that they would contract tuberculosis, so they fled in a hurry, but after thinking about it, so what?

They participated in the mutiny today, and sooner or later they will be beheaded by the government, so what if they contract tuberculosis? It's better to have fun in time and talk about it coolly!

However, the mage blocked the door, so that they could not enter, and wanted to draw their swords, but they thought that they would not be reincarnated after death, so the soldiers were a little hesitant.

They felt that the courtyard here was very dilapidated, and that the family was very poor, and since this person was here to do too much for the deceased, and he thought it was free, then this mage was a good monk.

There are many monks, not all of them are worthy of the respect of the soldiers, and those usury lords are certainly not among them, but the monks (mages) who are willing to do things for the poor and the deceased for free are respected by everyone.

I think so, but the desire also makes them want to move, as long as this Zhiyuan mage is not in the way, they can take those two women away and enjoy them, now without further ado, it is better to....

"Mage, offended!"

Several soldiers rushed up, trying to forcibly set up Zhiyuan, they didn't believe that there were so many of them, but they couldn't help a monk who was a vegetarian all day, but a few of them couldn't resist each other, and they didn't know if this mage was blessed with divine power or had a spell.

After tossing for a while, he still couldn't put the mage away.

The angry soldier brandished a wooden stick and threatened, and Zhiyuan stared at each other without changing his face, without fear.

The soldiers were shocked by Zhiyuan's momentum, like a mouse seeing a cat, inexplicably timid, not because they were doing bad things, but because the other party's momentum was very amazing.

It was as if the person in front of them was not a monk but a vassal king.

That feeling of majesty made them tremble.

Obviously, this mage is only wearing shabby monk robes and torn cloth shoes, and he looks similar to the thousands of monks in Jiankang City, why can he have such an amazing momentum?

Zhiyuan suddenly took a step forward, frightened the soldiers back a few steps, and almost turned around and ran away, but then thinking about the two women in his courtyard, he couldn't help but be angry and angry.

They are from shabby military families, and they are oppressed and exploited on weekdays, and no one sympathizes.

When someone is beaten, there is no one to help; When they are humiliated, everyone is watching jokes, they are military households, they are untouchables, they will always be untouchables, and anyone can bully, so why should they pity others?

"Mage, get out of the way! Otherwise, don't blame me for being spicy! ”

"Amitabha, the donor is too angry."

"You...."

A soldier clenched the wooden stick and suddenly raised it and was about to smash it down on Zhiyuan's head, when a loud shout came from the side: "Stop!!" ”

The wooden stick stopped in mid-air, and the soldiers turned their heads to look, but saw a group of people walking quickly towards this side, and they recognized the first person, Wu Dou, who did not want to die on the battlefield, although he was a chief, with a few brothers, he could resist twenty or thirty people.

"What are you doing to bully the poor? There is a kind of going to fight dog officials and robbing big households! ”

Cheng Er, who was following Wu Dou, shouted, he had a scar on his face, although one leg was lame, but he still didn't want to die on the battlefield, like a mad dog.

"It's... In this yard there are... people...."

The soldiers who tried to rush into the courtyard sneered, and Wu Dou snorted: "Why do the poor suffer from the poor, what it feels like to be bullied, have you forgotten?" Dog officials do evil, do you still want to learn from them? ”

A few soldiers still wanted to say something, but when they saw that Wu Dou and his party were numerous, with blood on their bodies, they were murderous, so they ran out in disgrace.

Wu Dou came to Zhiyuan, first looked at it, and then saluted: "It turned out to be a mage, that day was for my brother, Wu is grateful, I have no form, many offenses, please forgive me." ”

Zhiyuan looked at Wu Dou, remembered the scene one day, and replied: "It turned out to be Master Wu, what is this?" ”

Wu Dou didn't look at the situation in the courtyard, he didn't plan to rush in and rob the woman, he didn't want to harm the people like the dog official, he couldn't control others, but he must not do that kind of thing, he sincerely persuaded the other party:

"Mage, now that the city is in turmoil, please don't walk around."

"Master Wu, the people are already living in poverty, don't add fuel to the fire."

"What the Master said.... Alas, who wants to be a dog if you can be a human being ... Don't know the name of the mage? ”

"Poor Dao Zhiyuan."

"Master Zhiyuan, please don't walk around outside, others may not be as easy to talk as Wu."

Wu Dou smiled bitterly, the other party's previous request, he didn't know how to answer, everyone was bitter, but the dog officer was too pressing, they could only wait for death if they didn't do anything, the resentment that the soldiers had accumulated over the years was now out of control, and no one could control the development of the situation.

The team that started today's incident is not under its control, he doesn't know if there is a mastermind behind the scenes, he is through the big bucktooth as a contact, so he is ready to start today's incident, and he can't control others.

The soldiers gathered around him now are all people who have some limits and are unwilling to be taken captive, it is okay to kill dog officials and eat big households, and they will never embarrass the common people.

He just wants to settle accounts with the dog officer, and try not to harm innocent people, so he took the gathered soldiers to this area to stop the burning, killing and looting of the people.

I didn't want to meet this wise mage who did good.

Wu Dou took out a small cloth bag from his arms and handed it to Zhiyuan: "Master, that day was for my brother's excess, Wu had nothing to repay, and finally saved some copper coins, it was very clean, it was not robbed, please accept it." ”

In the courtyard, Chen Cheng held Zhang Lihua's hand tightly, still shaking, although there was a dead person lying next to her, but what she was afraid of was the group of people outside the courtyard gate, if she was arrested by these people, she would not end well.

She didn't have the courage to commit suicide, so she could only rely on Zhang Guifei and the monk... Or a mage?

Zhang Lihua forced herself to calm down at this time, but she was still nervous in her heart, she only hoped that Zhiyuan could persuade those rebels outside, because she didn't have the courage to commit suicide, once the other party rushed in, she didn't have the courage to chew her tongue at all.

Just when she was nervous, she only heard the sound of footsteps, Zhang Lihua thought that those soldiers were going to come in, so frightened that her legs trembled, and she supported each other with Chen Cheng, who was also trembling, so that she did not fall to the ground, but those soldiers walked out.

Zhiyuan turned into the courtyard, closed the courtyard door, first said something to the panicked bereaved family to stabilize his emotions, and then walked up to Zhang Lihua and said softly: "Your Highness, it's okay." ”

Hearing these words, Zhang Lihua and Chen Cheng cried with joy again, almost kneeling down to express their gratitude, but they were held by Zhiyuan with their hands, and the two gasped for breath, I don't know how long it took for their emotions to gradually stabilize.

Zhiyuan looked at the southeast direction, where there was more and more smoke, so he asked in a low voice, "Your Highness, what are your plans next?" ”

Zhang Lihua regained some senses, thought about it and said: "The official family will definitely send troops to Waguan Temple, so..."

Before he finished speaking, he only heard the sound of a horn coming from the direction of Zen Ling Bridge, Zhang Lihua heard the voice and couldn't help but get excited: "It's the official army, it's the soldiers and horses sent by the official family!" ”

。。。。。。

In the north of the Zen Ling Bridge, the forbidden army of the brigade sounded the horn and marched to the south of the bridge, they were ordered to go to the Waguan Temple through the Zen Ling Bridge to save Zhang Guifei and Princess Ningyuan who worshiped the Buddha in the Waguan Temple.

Zhang Guifei is about to be canonized as the queen, which shows her status in the heart of the Son of Heaven, and the generals of the forbidden army did not dare to delay, urging their soldiers and horses to move forward quickly, and after crossing the Zenling Bridge, it is not too far from Waguan Temple.

There are changes in the south of the city, and I think that Zhang Guifei's team will leave Waguan Temple and return to Taicheng, so....

The cavalry was the first to go to the bridge, and what caught their eyes was the terrible scene in the area south of the bridge: many disheveled women were crying and screaming, and they were being carried on their shoulders and ran into the alleys, and the ground was full of fallen forbidden soldiers.

There was also a broken chariot, the curtain was broken, and among the women who had been taken captive, there was one with a disheveled head, and the remnants of his dress were very gorgeous, I am afraid that it was the nobleman.

They came late.

"Quick, save someone!!"

The general of the forbidden army shouted hoarsely, it seems that the concubine has been defiled by the rebels, and the official family is afraid that he will be furious, and he is afraid that he will be unlucky, but he must save people back and reduce some of the guilt.

The brigade quickly rushed across the Zen Ling Bridge and began to pursue the chaotic soldiers who were fleeing with the women, and at this moment, many soldiers rushed to the front of the road and in the direction of Waguan Temple.

The two groups soon approached, and just when the forbidden army from the north was about to discuss with their comrades from the south to pursue the rebels separately, the other party suddenly drew his sword and slashed indiscriminately, catching them off guard.

It turned out that this was a chaotic soldier who had stripped off the clothes and armor of the fallen Praetorian soldiers, pretending to be a prohibitive army to approach them.

The rebels, who had already fled with the woman, suddenly turned around and killed from both sides of the road, rushing the forbidden army that had just rushed across the Zen Ling Bridge, and the sounds of fighting, shouting, and screaming came and went.

The firelight flashed, reflecting the blood flowers on the side of the Zen Ling Bridge, and in a laneway, Zhang Lihua and Chen Ming, who were very excited to run to the Zen Ling Bridge a moment ago, saw the tragic situation in front of them, and sat on the ground with their legs limp and paralyzed.

The firelight reflected their faces, which were as white as paper, and also reflected Zhiyuan's face, looking at the scene in front of him, and looking at the more and more smoke in the sky over the south of the city, he sighed in his heart.

Chang'an back then, I'm afraid this is the case, right?