Chapter 174: Yu Wenxuan

The days have passed in a flash, and more than half a month has passed since Yin Lang returned to Winterfell.

In addition to the surprise at the beginning, everyone slowly accepted the fact that Yin Lang was no longer the same Yin Lang as before, however, out of fear of the gods and Buddhas, Yin Ran still decided not to announce Yin Lang's identity for the time being, but only temporarily announced to the public: There are distinguished guests visiting Winterfell.

Yin Lang watched Winterfell thriving under Yin Ran's governance, and his heart was also a lot more relieved, especially when he saw that the registered population of Winterfell had now exceeded 50,000, although a large part of these 50,000 people were slaves composed of Buyeo, Goguryeo, and Woju people, but the fact that the proportion of Jins in Winterfell was constantly rising was irreversible. Of course, a large part of this was traded from various Xianbei tribes, some were plundered by the southward hunting grass valley, and more were exchanged for money, grain, and horses from the headquarters of the Duan Division.

On this day, Yin Lang separated the guards and went to the outside of Winterfell alone. Since Yin Lang left Winterfell City to go to Luoyang, he has never seen the whole picture of Winterfell, this time when he came back, seeing that the preliminary construction of the city had been almost done, Yin Lang thought about going outside the city to see how the city he had been haunted by was built.

Yin Lang because he was a distinguished guest who announced the whole city, and the guards were also respectful, and did not stop him, Yin Lang looked all the way, the people on both sides of the road were not as skinny as those victims in Youzhou, but they were full of energy, and even the slaves with collars around their necks looked more ruddy than the faces of the victims. As soon as he thought of those disaster victims, Yin Lang thought of the scene of Duan Wenzhen's chance encounter that day, the team of thousands of disaster victims, and in the end, there were only more than 400 women and more than 100 young children left.

Yin Lang felt a little unbearable in his heart, but what was the use? It's useless, Yin Lang can't do anything, he can't command Duan Wenzhen's descendants, and he can't stop the cruel and murderous Xianbei people, so he can only silently close his eyes and pray secretly in his heart: This catastrophe will end sooner, end it early, and everything will be fine when it's over.

Yin Lang walked and walked to a small hill outside Winterfell, and suddenly, Yin Lang seemed to hear a familiar flute sound. Unconsciously, Yin Lang stopped and walked towards the back mountain where the flute sounded first.

Yu Wenxuan is wearing a light purple dress, which is extraordinary. From time to time, the wind ruffled her green silk and the light corners of her skirt. Leaning against a rock, she held a jade flute, her delicate lips touching the mouth. The gentle sound of music was on her lips.

At the end of the song, Yu Wenxuan turned around and saw Yin Lang, and said with a smile on the corner of her mouth: "Lord Yin Qi, we meet again." ”

Yin Lang looked at the smile on Yu Wenxuan's lips and unconsciously hooked the corners of his lips: "Yes, it seems that I have a special fate with the princess, and I have met the princess three times in just half a month." How? Why does the princess come here to visit the mountains so leisurely and elegantly today? ”

Yu Wenxuan smiled faintly: "Actually, it's not counted, this princess just accompanied my sister to Winterfell City, and Sister Auntie has been in the city for the past few days to discuss the matter of coming to Winter this time." This princess has nothing to do, so she goes up the mountain for a walk. But Lord Yin, instead of going to the barracks today, he came to the mountain outside the city? ”

Yin Lang smiled faintly and said: "I'm going to leave Winterfell in two days, I wanted to come to see the stunning appearance of Princess Yuwen, the pearl of the grassland, but I didn't want to be able to see it all the time, so I came to the city alone to relax, who would have expected to hear the flute of the princess on this mountain, so I came here first." The sound of the princess's flute today seems to be very different from the past, although it is still a sad sound, but it makes people feel like they are looking down on all beings from a high place, and there is a faint sense of helplessness, somehow it always touches me. ”

Yu Wenxuan's hand tightened the flute, as if he had been told something in his heart, and hurriedly covered it up: "I didn't expect Lord Yin Qi to understand music and rhythm so well... By the way, Lord Yin Qi also admires my sister? My sister is a firm believer in Buddhism, does Lord Yin Qi know? ”

Yin Lang smiled and followed her to change the topic: "Only people who can't control their own destiny will pin their hopes and future on the gods and Buddhas, I only believe in myself, and I don't believe in gods and Buddhas." ”

Yu Wenxuan was stunned, she didn't expect Yin Lang to say this, not to mention that Buddhism has been flourishing since the Wei Dynasty, it is said that there are hundreds of Buddhist monasteries in the east and west of Beijing, and there are more than 3,000 monks and nuns. It seems that Lord Yin is also a person who does not believe in vain. ”

Yin Lang smiled heartily and said to Yu Wenxuan: "The princess smiled, but Yin Lang has experienced hardships since he was a child, and this heart has already become stoic and extremely hard, how many people go to worship the temple with a pious heart, which temple in the Central Plains is not full of incense?" However, even if everyone went to burn incense and worship the Buddha and ask the Buddha for his blessing, the Buddha would not be able to protect everyone from thieves and natural disasters. This year, natural disasters and man-made disasters continue, if the Buddha really has such a miracle and blesses all sentient beings, then it should have been smooth in the wind and rain. So instead of praying to the Buddha, think about how to live! ”

Yu Wenxuan suddenly played with the jade flute and said with a smile: "If the Buddha doesn't bless them, it may be that these people themselves are not practicing enough, or it may be that the Buddha can't control it." Or is the Buddha not familiar with the immortals who manage our area, and the relationship is not very good? Maybe it won't work, right? ”

This time it was Yin Lang's turn to be stunned, it was the first time he saw this girl smile like a child, and it was also the first time he heard her say such words that were more in line with her age. It's completely different from the previous ones, maybe that's what she is.

After a while, Yu Wenxuan stopped laughing: "Lord Yinqi's words have benefited me a lot, it is indeed better to rely on my own strength than to ask for the blessing of the gods and Buddhas." Although there are many people who pray for the Buddha's blessings, not all of them are truly dedicated to the Buddha. The reason why the number of monks is increasing day by day is that the military service and conscription required by the people in the imperial court have increased, and the people have no way to go and have to take refuge in Buddhism to beg for food. Monks, on the other hand, were exempt from military service and were directly offered. In the long run, I am afraid that there will be fewer and fewer people working in agriculture, and the money from the imperial treasury will be used to support these monks. This is the way to get rid of evil! ”

Yu Wenxuan looked at Yin Lang's eyes and smiled faintly. Yin Lang also looked at her eyes, and always felt that this teenage girl had too many things in him that he didn't expect.

Listening to the princess's words also made Zaimao pause, as if he met a confidant. The princess has seen so much, and she must have been from an extraordinary background. ”

"Each other, each other. Lord Yinqi, since you are so fateful, you don't want to be called a princess and princess, but you look rusty. You are older than me, and I call you Brother Yin. Yu Wenxuan walked in front of Yin Lang.

Yin Lang watched her get closer and closer, and there was a slight nervousness, but he hid it again in an instant: "Okay, Aunt Xuan'er... Sister Xuan'er.... ”

"Brother Yin, you said that you are about to leave Winterfell, why don't I take you for a walk in this back mountain today, I know a place where you can see a very beautiful scenery, and it is much more interesting than in the city."

"Okay." Yin Lang didn't know why he agreed. But seeing Yu Wenxuan's smile and hearing her pleasant voice, Brother Yin agreed.

"Let's go!" Yu Wenxuan took his hand and walked up the mountain.

The two climbed the mountain for a long time to reach the top.

Yin Lang secretly admired Yu Wenxuan's body, ordinary princesses probably don't have so much strength to climb the mountain for so long. Remembering her riding a horse in red? When did all the princesses of the Yuwen Department become so heroic? Isn't she from the Ubun Ministry? But which princess in the current Liangliao region is willing to come to Winterfell? What would be the identity of a woman who can roam the territory of the section in a dignified manner, and who has so much knowledge?

"It's here! It's here! Yu Wenxuan's voice interrupted Yin Lang's train of thought, "Brother Yin, we have arrived!" Come and see! ”

Yin Lang walked up to her and followed her line of sight. The whole of Winterfell came into view.

"Isn't it spectacular to see the whole of Winterfell! For the past month and a half, every time I've been in a bad mood, I've come to climb the mountain and see Winterfell from here. When I walked for a long time and climbed to the top of the mountain to see such an open view, my mood was also broadened! Yu Wenxuan looked at him.

"Spectacular indeed!" Yin Lang also looked at her, how similar the scenery here was to the sound of her flute...

The two looked at each other and smiled.