It's another year of Jiuli.

A cold rain and a smoke.

I don't remember that this was the ninetieth time I came to the Lord's Mansion to shoot the Sun.

I can't feel the inexplicable throbbing of my heart because of a little touch.

I always come to the gate here, but I don't go in.

The Lord of the Sun Shooter is very nice, it's not that he won't let me in.

However, every time I think about going in and not seeing that person, I feel as if my heart is sinking to the bottom of the sea, uncomfortable, very uncomfortable......

However, I can't help but come here every time, stand at this gate, and take a few looks.

What started as hope turned into expectation, then into luxury, and finally into despair.

I know that person will not come back.

At least, won't come back because of me.

He is a prodigal son, a traveler who wants to "travel a hundred miles, read thousands of books, and experience thousands of tastes of life".

For me, it's just a heartless guest.

This is probably the last time I'll be here.

Tomorrow.

Tomorrow, I will not follow in his footsteps, I will not look for him again.

I'm getting married.

I can't look at him without care.

I promised my father that in this life, I would leave descendants for the Sun family and extend the incense.

Lately, I've been dreaming a lot, and I've dreamed of passing by him outside the mansion of the Lord of the Sun Shooting God.

In my dreams, I watched myself and him pass by like this, but I didn't know each other, and I yelled every time.

But after all, I found that I and him in the dream couldn't hear anything......

Every time, I woke up to shouting and screaming, and when I woke up, I found that my pillow was wet with tears and my face was full of tears.

I hate sleeping, I hate dreaming over and over again.

My fiancé is a fierce general under General Wei Qiwu, and he is very good to me.

Tomorrow is the big day for me to marry him.

In the present day.

Over here.

I swear.

If I could meet him here, he would be willing to stay for me.

Then, I am willing to accompany him to the ends of the earth.

.............

The golden sunset sprinkled the land.

Outside the mansion of the Lord of the Sun Shooting God, people came and went.

The emaciated figure stood like a flutter in the wind, from morning to dusk.

Finally, he sighed gloomily, looked up at the south gate of Jiuli City, and left alone.

.............

The royal city of Xianyang in the Qin State.

Today is probably the most lively day in Xianyang City since the war subsided for nearly ten years.

The streets are covered with red satin.

There was a lot of noise everywhere.

The king of Qin took the crown prince out of the palace in person to congratulate the bride and groom.

Wei Xiaofeng, the commander of the forbidden army of the Qin State, took the forbidden army of 10,000 and dredged the road from the deputy forbidden army commander to the outside of the palace.

On both sides of the road, there were all the Praetorian Guards dressed in silver iron armor and red satin.

With such a formation and such pomp, it can be said that there is no one below the King of Qin.

In the Xianyang Royal City, thousands of people were empty, and everyone stood outside the Praetorian Guards, looking forward to the scene of the bride coming out of the mansion of the deputy commander of the forbidden army and going to the palace to thank King Qin and the crown prince.

Everyone wants to see how this bride, who is favored by the King of Qin and the crown prince, will look at the world with her dazzling figure today.

Finally, in the midst of the noise, the door to the mansion of the deputy commander of the Forbidden Army opened.

Two rows of twenty janissaries stepped out first, standing straight.

Eight men dressed in iron armor and red satin jackets stopped outside the door carrying a large sedan chair.

Then, Wei Xiaofeng, the commander of the forbidden army, wore a silver armor and a red flower on his chest, and came out wearing a red cross-phoenix suit.

The people who were watching the excitement outside gasped in unison.

What a beautiful bride.

The look of shyness with his head bowed.

There was a faint sadness between the brows.

It's like a flower blooming.

At this moment, even the use of "glamorous and incomprehensible" cannot be described.

"Don't look back, cross the threshold, and follow Langjun for the rest of your life!"

Behind the bride, a middle-aged woman dressed in red satin trotted up and shouted to the bride who was walking out of the mansion.

Wei Xiaofeng smiled and took the bride's hand and said, "Xiaoying, after today, you will no longer be alone like me, and you will also be a family person from now on." I hope you will grow old together, and you will be harmonious. Come! ”

The bride smiled slightly, raised her foot over the threshold, and retreated.

"Wait a little longer, sir."

The crowd was agitated, and now the bride has left her mother's door, and she is not leaving!

"Bride, it's not early, I've been waiting inside for nearly two hours! The man's wife has been waiting for a long time, and if he waits any longer, it will be difficult for the man to explain. Besides, the king and the crown prince are still waiting for you to thank you! ”

The middle-aged woman said urgently.

"Wait a little longer." The bride bowed her head and said.

The smile on Wei Xiaofeng's face gradually converged, and he sighed softly and said, "A few days ago, I went to the Sun Shooting God Lord's Mansion to ask. The Lord of the Sun Shooting said that he had recently become obsessed with Buddhism, and no matter how much the Lord of the Sun Shooting God Mansion persuaded him, he insisted on going to the Han Cicada Temple to become a monk. ”

"Let me tell you the Lord of the Sun Shooting God, you should die, he is a wild horse that has escaped the reins, although you have affection, he has no intention."

The bride's body trembled slightly, and tears fell like beads of broken thread.

Wei Xiaofeng stepped forward, hugged her, patted her back gently, and said, "Don't cry, I'll put on makeup later, and when I see the king, I want to provoke those ministers in the court for a while, saying that you don't respect the king and so on." ”

The bride cried on Wei Xiaofeng's shoulder for a long time before she raised her head and sniffled.

Lowering her head, a smile appeared on the bride's face, and she said, "My lord, let's go!" ”

As the bride stepped out of the threshold, the middle-aged woman hurriedly said loudly: "The bride is delicate!" ”

In front of Jiaozi, two big men opened the curtain of Jiaozi and stood aside respectfully.

Wei Xiaofeng let go of the bride's hand.

The bride walked to the door of Jiaozi, glanced at the crowd in front of her, closed her eyes slightly, and walked into the sedan chair.

The two big men gently lowered the curtain.

The middle-aged woman said aloud again: "The auspicious time has been—"

"Report, Lord Commander, there is a ragged passer-by in front of him, blocking the way from the sedan chair to the palace, and is walking this way!"

A woman in a silver armor hurriedly ran over and knelt down on one knee in front of Wei Xiaofeng and hugged her fist.

The middle-aged woman looked at Wei Xiaofeng's face with a little embarrassment.

Wei Xiaofeng frowned, and shouted in a deep voice: "What's the matter? Didn't I tell you a long time ago? Today is a special day, no matter who it is, you can't let him stand in the way! ”

"He, he—" The woman stammered.

Wei Xiaofeng looked at the woman with some anger and said, "If you have something to say, just say it!" Didn't you see the bride waiting to see the king and the crown prince? ”

"He, he has King Qin's personal jade pendant!" The woman said dejectedly.

"Sun-Shooting Divine Master?" Wei Xiaofeng was extremely surprised, and strode out in the direction the woman said.

But I saw that the curtain of the delicate son was suddenly lifted, and the bride rushed out of it.

"Bride, you can't get out of the sedan chair!" When the middle-aged woman saw this, she wanted to go up and stop her.

Wei Xiaofeng was also startled, and stretched out his hand to grab the bride, but saw the bride hurriedly said: "My lord, it's him, it's him!" You let me see him one last time, please! ”

"He? No way! You must be thinking wrong, the Sun Shooting Divine Lord said that he went to the Han Cicada Temple to become a monk and play, how could he appear here again? King Qin's jade pendant should be for the Sun Shooting Divine Lord! Wei Xiaofeng shook his head and said.

"I know, I can feel it, it's him!" The bride pleaded.

The people on the side of the road pointed and pointed one after another, looking like they were gossiping.

Wei Xiaofeng looked at the resolute look on the bride's face and sighed in his heart.

This deputy, she knows too well that once something is decided, it is difficult for others to change her mind.

"The time for a stick of incense, I said that I must come back immediately!" Wei Xiaofeng said.

The middle-aged woman hurriedly walked up and said, "My lord, but the man's side—"

"I'll go and tell them something, and I won't blame you." Wei Xiaofeng glanced at the middle-aged woman, let go of the sleeve of the bride and said, "Go and come back quickly." ”

The bride is like a gust of wind in front of her.

After a while, I saw that on the road ahead, more than a dozen guards surrounded a young man in rags, a little at a loss.

Seeing the young man like this, the bride's eyes were red, and with tears in her eyes, she waved her hand at the guard and said, "Let him come!" ”

The Janissaries got out of the way.

The young man walked up to the bride's side, a smile on the corner of his mouth, and said, "It's more beautiful than Leng Wushen." ”

The bride had a wry smile on her face and said, "Are you here to congratulate me?" Thank you, I've received your thoughts. ”

The young man shook his head.

The bride frowned and said, "Then why are you here?" Are you here to meet the Lord of the Sun? ”

The young man shook his head again.

With anger on her face, the bride said, "When the monk is bored, are you ready to experience a new life?" ”

The smile on the young man's face gradually retracted, and he said, "I became a monk in the Han Cicada Temple, and before I shaved my hair, the master asked me to review my life. I thought about it for a long time, from my father to my brother. ”

The bride laughed and muttered, "Such a rich and colorful life, but without me." ”

As if he had not heard the bride's words, the young man said, "The night before I shaved my hair, the master told me the story of the Three Refuges of Buddhism. ”

"And then you had an epiphany?" The bride scoffed.

"Well, I had an epiphany." The young man nodded heavily.

A trace of hatred crossed the bride's eyes, and she said, "That's what you're here to tell me today?" I've got it. ”

The bride took a deep breath, closed her eyes full of hatred, opened them for a long time, and said expressionlessly on her face: "I hope you will become a monk for a long time, and then become a high-ranking monk." Now you can leave, I'm getting married, and now it's time to get married, and you're in the way. ”

"You don't want to hear what I had an epiphanie?" The young man asked.

The bride looked at the young man coldly, and was about to open her mouth to refuse, but she sighed again and said, "You say, Master, I'll listen, and you will get out of the way as soon as you finish speaking." ”

The young man said: "Do you know the "Three Refuges"? ”

"Why should I know? I'm not a monk again! The bride couldn't help but say angrily.

The young man was not annoyed either, and said, "The three refuges refer to taking refuge in the Buddha, taking refuge in the law, and taking refuge in the Sangha. ”

"And then, what did you have an epiphany?" The bride said impatiently.

The young man smiled and said, "Then my senior brother told me a story about the four refuges in their world, and then I had an epiphany about the four refuges. ”

"The Sun-Shooting God Lord is very interesting." The bride's anger subsided a little, and she said, "What did you have an epiphany about the four refuges?" ”

The young man said: "The four refuges of my epiphany are also the three refuges in front, taking refuge in the Buddha, taking refuge in the law, and taking refuge in the Sangha. ”

"This fourth refuge—" The young man took the bride's hand and said very seriously, "Take refuge in Ying'er." ”

(End of chapter)