While the matter of the disposal of the rotting corpses was still unresolved, many monks rushed from Chang'an City to Tongcheng.

Chang'an City is the birthplace of Buddhism in the Central Plains, and there are many ancestral gardens of various sects of Buddhism inside and outside the city, as well as famous temples and monasteries such as "Fanchuan Eight Great Temples".

Monks gathered.

After the monks learned that Tongcheng was about to deal with the rotting corpses of the war dead soldiers outside the city, they specially rushed to chant the Buddha and chant the scriptures and surpass the dead.

Monk......

Rong Yu had a thought in his heart.

She stayed until Shao Beicheng returned home, and when she saw that he looked relaxed, and he was no longer solemn a few days ago, she knew that he and she thought of one place.

Or rather, they didn't think of a ......

Rather, he had thought of it a long time ago......

Rong Yu asked Shao Beicheng: "But the general invited the monks to Tongcheng?" ”

Shao Beicheng replied with a smile: "Well......"

"I had the intention to hide it from you for a few days, and then I asked you for credit when the matter was done......"

"I still can't hide it from you......"

Such an intimate conversation......

Rong Yu felt a little uncomfortable in his heart.

She treats Shao Beicheng, and she can really show the sun and the moon.

It's just that there is no love between men and women in this heart.

Shao Beicheng is a hot-blooded teenager, but she is not a nine-year-old girl.

She cares about him, favors him, is proud of him, and hopes that he will be satisfied and everything will be smooth every day.

Even, if there is a way to exchange her life for life, she is willing to exchange her life for his life.

does not lose the heart of any woman in this world to treat her lover......

Only, there is a lack of love between men and women......

But Shao Beicheng is affectionate to her......

She also wished that she would respond to him enthusiastically, but it was difficult for her to do so for a while.

In her last life, when she was a straw bag with big nerves, when she saw the handsome Sixth Prince, she was blown by Rong Lian with a few words such as "The Sixth Prince's status is noble and his character is noble", so she was moved by her heart, regardless of her face, and took the initiative to chase after the Six Princes.

When she chased the sixth prince, she always felt ashamed of herself when she saw him;

was ridiculed by him, although his heart was sour, he didn't blame him, he only blamed himself for not doing well enough;

Later, when he said that he was willing to marry her, she was overjoyed, full of shyness, and looking forward to wearing the wedding dress......

Later, he stayed in King Ning's Mansion for ten years, his blood gradually cooled, and he took his life.

has become a calm and undisturbed character.

Rong Yu looked at Shao Beicheng carefully.

Appearance, conduct, talents, origin......

Everything is better than the Six Princes!

In her heart, there is no better boy in the world than him......

It's just that her spring heart is hard to move!

If he can marry her and enter the door, he will definitely have to wait for the three-year filial piety period to expire, and the fastest will be at the end of the fourth year of Youning.

In five years, he will die on the battlefield......

Therefore, even if she can marry him, they will only be married for a few months.

She will try to play the emotions of shyness and pleasure......

Even sour and jealous......

Show him......

In just a few months, he probably won't notice anything unusual......

Otherwise, if he learns that the person who stirs his heart has no affection for him, then he will be very sad......

Seeing Rong Yu blindly looking at him, Shao Beicheng asked, "Why don't you speak?" ”

Rong Yu came back to his senses.

He only has a few years to live......

She didn't want him to leave with his shortcomings......

Even if she doesn't have a "heartbeat", she can make him feel "deep love......

Rong Yu looked at Shao Beicheng affectionately, and said shyly and timidly: "The general is so good-looking, the little girl lost her mind for a while......"

Shao Beicheng: ......

Shao Beicheng thought that he still underestimated Rong Yu......

On the day of drinking, he was teased by Rong Yu and his face was red and his ears were hot, and he was at a loss......

He is a man, and he is older than Rong Yu, and he is molested by her, and he really can't hold his face......

I deliberately asked my subordinates for some tips on this, and I prepared for a few days before I had today's seemingly casual intimate words.

Seeing that she hadn't spoken for a long time, he thought that she was shy and overwhelmed......

Outcome......

This little chubby girl has a strong heart and a thick skin......

At a young age, like a master of wind and moon, love words come as soon as he opens his mouth, and I don't know where I learned them......

……

On the sixth day of the fourth month, the monks gathered outside Tongcheng and gathered around the pile of corpses on the poplar trees to do a huge ritual.

The officials, people, guards and armor of Tongcheng were quietly surrounded around.

After reciting the mantra of the afterlife, the soldiers poured buckets of fire oil on the corpse pile, and then an elderly monk lit a torch, threw it into the corpse pile, and sighed in a low voice: "Go home!" ”

The fire broke out, the heat increased, and the crowd around it gradually dispersed.

The remnants of the martyrs were gradually consumed by the flames......

The people looked mournful, but they were all calm.

The Han people believe in gods and Buddhas, so if the matter of burning the corpse is proposed by Shao Beicheng or Mu Linyuan, it is a great disrespect to the deceased, but it is proposed by the monks, but people can accept it.

Life does not bring it, death does not bring it.

Cremation and dust, death bliss.

Rong Yu and Shao Nanyan protected Rong Hua left and right, lest she couldn't think about it for a while and threw herself into the fire.

Rong Hua looked at the fire for a long time, then turned around and walked towards the river.

Many people are already lighting sky lanterns along the river.

Guo'er carefully stretched out the delicate white paper sky lantern that had been prepared long ago.

Rong Yu took out pen and ink.

Rong Hua thought for a while, raised his wrist and wrote:

Qingqing Zijin, leisurely my heart.

Then light the sky lantern with your own hands.

The sky lantern rises slowly.

In the dark blue night sky, thousands of warm orange sky lanterns rise and fall.

With the remembrance of the living to the dead, slowly drifted to the other side of the Yellow Spring......

Rong Hua watched as the sky lantern slowly rose and merged into the undulating sky lantern above the Xiaochun River, and soon, she could hardly identify the one that carried her sorrow.

It's like she can't recover Shao Xize's bones from the pile of corpses......

The world is vast, everything is vast, how insignificant is a woman's remembrance of her deceased husband......

The deceased is gone.

It was only at this time that she really felt that Shao Xize was indeed no longer in this world.

And she will go on in silence until she is reunited with him a hundred years later......

Rong Hua squatted down, hugged Rong Yu, and said to her firmly: "Sister Yu, don't worry about Sister ......"

"I'm not going to do anything stupid......"

……

Thousands of sky lanterns rose into the sky and floated along the Xiaochun River.

The people in Yanyun City also pushed the windows and looked up, looking at the sky lanterns floating in them.

On the terrace of the Xiliao Palace, the dark-eyed brown-haired princess of Xiliao casually shook the wine in the glass glass, and pointed to the sky lantern and asked the Han maid kneeling beside her: "What do you Han people call this flying paper lantern?" ”

The maid replied respectfully: "Princess, this is a sky lantern, also known as a Kong Ming lantern, a soul-attracting lantern......

"The Han people believe that this lamp can float to the other side of the Yellow Spring, bringing the thoughts and blessings of the lantern maker to the deceased......

The princess scoffed disappreciatively: "Flashy, so mysterious! ”

"You Han people like these things!"

She stood up and walked to the terrace.

While walking, the whole body collided, and its sound was clear.

At this moment, a beautiful sky lantern fell on the terrace.

The ink on the lamp is clear.

The princess stretched out her hand and pulled the lantern and asked a Han male slave, "Ah Zhao, what is written on this lamp?" ”

The slave man raised his head, revealing a delicate face.

He looked at the sky lantern and his heart fluttered......

Familiar handwriting......

Familiar verses......

In the depths of memory, a girl with a vague face said to him gently but firmly:

"Qingqing Zijin, I ...... my heart"

"Nishizawa, I'll wait for you to come back!"

Nishizawa ......

Nishizawa!

He is not Ah Zhao, he is Shao Xize!

Seeing that he had not spoken for a long time, the princess did not blame him, and said another matter: "Ah Zhao, my mother later summoned me back to the royal capital!" ”

She looked at him, her eyes shining: "You have never been to the royal capital of Da Liao, have you?" ”

"Although the queen mother is majestic, she actually loves Brother Wang and me very much......"

"We Liao people don't have so much red tape like you Han people......"

"When the time comes, you will give her a wolf, and she will definitely admire you as a hero!"