"A little girl, living in a foreign country, can't see Ye Niang in the year, she can only face anything by herself, and she doesn't dare to go home when she is tired of pain, just because she doesn't want to bring disasters and pain to her people as the sacrifice said, this is seven or eight years ......"

Akina said, staring at the bonfire's big eyes, which were already full of tears, Xiang Gong knew that she was talking about herself.

However, what Xiang Gong didn't expect was that Aqina, a girl who looked rude and willful, cheerful and lively, would hide such a sad softness in her heart.

"But can the family come and see her? Did her family abandon her too? Xiang Gong asked.

Akina's shoulders trembled, and the tears in her eyes were almost about to burst out, but the stubborn little girl actually raised her head and looked up at the dark night, as if in the depths of the darkness, there was a future that she could not recognize at all.

"The little girl doesn't know, she doesn't know anything, the tribesmen all live by water and grass, and if you go back, you may not see the traces left by the tribesmen.

The family couldn't find her, because she couldn't stay in one place for long, she was a cursed princess, and she was afraid, afraid that staying in one place too long would bring disaster to the people there, so she had been wandering, or perhaps wandering between the states and towns.

It's like an ownerless soul who can't find his way home, and no one knows or ...... No one cares if she lives or dies......"

Speaking of this, Akina's tears seemed to finally hold back the undercurrent of emotion, turning and rolling in her eyes, waiting for the judgment of fate, waiting for the forgiveness of the gods......

"Heaven has the virtue of a good life, donor, the Buddha will bless you!"

I am afraid that the only people who can say this kind of thing are Xiang Gong or Xuanzang.

It's Xuanzang, that's right!

After Xuanzang finished speaking, his hands were folded, and there were words in his mouth, and he didn't know which Bodhisattva's scripture he read, Xiang Gong smiled bitterly, if his Bodhisattva and Buddha could bless him, would everyone still be in the predicament they are in today?

Obviously, no.

"If she can return to the pasture of her clan in her lifetime, she will definitely do everything willingly!"

Akina has drawn a break for her story, there is no ending, or the ending is waiting for someone to help the little girl achieve it.

Xiang Gong coughed dryly, Aqina immediately came back to her senses, quickly wiped a handful of tears that she didn't know when, and when she looked up again, she saw many unfamiliar faces, no, there was a face she knew, it was Xiao Bailong, the woman who always stood by Xiang Gong's side.

"Daring, who let you come to the princess's feast?" Akina's sudden anger jumped everyone, but Wu Jing seemed to have a good plan.

"Princess Akina, they are all my beauties!" Xiang Gong immediately explained.

After listening to Xiang Gong's words, Aqina relaxed, but Xiang Gong's story was finally told.

Nowruz rice has been boiled, and there is a faint fragrance in the steaming mist in the bowl, Xiang Gong clearly knows that it comes from the Turkic unique Nowruz rice, but his expression is still in a trance, as if smelling the Tao, it is the taste of home.

"I'm talking about a boy." Xiang Gong said, picked up the bowl and blew it, took a sip, and continued: "He doesn't know where his home is, he just picked it up on the side of the road." ”

Obviously, in such an atmosphere, Xiang Gong decided to move Akina with sincerity, so that Aqina's masked heart could unload the burden of a long time.

But the couple who had picked him up treated him as their own, and gave everything to the little boy.

The little boy seemed to mature very early, and from the time he was picked up by the couple in the grass, to the time he stubbornly chose to leave, everything over the years is remembered clearly.

He knew it wasn't his home, but he was forever lost in his way back home, because no one believed in his dreams. ”

Xiang Gong slowly entered that kind of situation, but even in this situation, he was still restrained and suppressed the emotions in his heart.

"What do you mean by dreams?" Akina interjected suddenly.

"Dreams, that's ...... I don't know, but I know that it must be a kind of feeling that as long as you keep going, you will be happy. ”

The people who spoke on the phone were dumbfounded because they didn't understand anything.

"For this kind of thing, he gave up everything and fled to Chang'an, ready to follow others and walk a long way together." Xiang Gong said more subtlely.

These are all his personal experiences, and they are the softest sore spots hidden in his heart, so Xiang Gong will make friends after embarking on the road to the west, comrades-in-arms who came together, etc., just briefly said, but let everyone know that he is also telling his own story.

The storytelling activity continued, but Xiang Gong ended hastily, which was really not his intention, but when he quarreled, how could he care?

This storytelling activity seems to have been made dead, and Xiang Gong always wants to try to make his words sound happy.

Unfortunately, it wasn't until the early hours of the next day that it all came to an end.

There were also important activities on the second day, especially the project of agreeing to Xuanzang's change and promising to fight.

That's right, he still has to change the law, he has to record, and he has to do many, many things, so Xiang Gong has no choice but to go to bed early.

Poetry is an important part of Nowruz.

The contest was attended by scholars from the old school, teachers from the old school, and some prominent intellectuals.

Poetry competitions are usually held in celebrity cemeteries or places of interest, where participants read and recite poems they have created or write poems to each other or write lyrics on the spot.

Many pious bards are speechless, forget it, they can't take it too seriously.

The key is this year's poetry competition, Xiang Gong has an appointment to fight.

And starting on the same day, there are many cultural and sports activities, such as horse racing, tomb sweeping, ancestor sacrifices, and of course, there are friends invited by Xuanzang, there will be a big competition, yes, it is the law change conference.

Xiang Gong was actually more interesting about the Law Change Conference, so he also specially recruited Xuanzang to help him.

A lot will happen on the second day of Nowruz, but who will make the final argument?

Early the next morning, the heavy rain suddenly came, but this kind of rain did not stop Xiang Gong's stiffness, she just prepared everything that Xiang Gong needed in advance.

Zhenanzi also came back early, restrained his urge to get Xiang Gong immediately, and prepared with peace of mind.

Today, I'm going to let you see the demeanor of the first talent!