Chapter 7 Snatching Relatives

After Hongxiu died, I stayed in my room all day to copy the Buddhist scriptures, preparing to burn a complete volume of the Jizo Sutra for her when she was in her first seven.

When I got up in the morning and went to my mother's room to ask for peace, I heard that the good news came after the close war arrived in Daliao with the envoys, and the enemy army outside Yanmen Pass retreated twenty miles, waiting for the princess of our dynasty to marry.

The emperor has many children, and there are two or three marriageable princesses, born into the royal family, and such a political marriage is the only thing they can do for their country.

When the news came back, the ladies and ladies of the palace were busy, and no one wanted their children to marry to Liaodi, not to mention leaving their hometowns, even if they thought of the continuous wind and sand for many years, they were afraid of blowing their pampered faces into the dead bark of old trees.

A new round of controversy in the court has begun again, and the ladies have exerted their extraordinary social skills at this time, not only the usual maintenance of human feelings, but also the strength of the family has played a great role. The goal of harmony is almost one-sided in the form of Pingyang princess born to the virtuous concubine Niangniang, who has no family power, average social skills, and is not very favored.

Princess Pingyang is introverted and timid, and she is not very good at pleasing the emperor and queen, and she has no friends in Beijing, so she can only talk to me.

I went to my mother's yard to cut red plums, and when I came back to see her waiting for me in the yard, she instantly turned red when she saw me.

"Sister Mingzhu, you are the smartest, help me figure it out!"

She didn't have a stove, so she brought a palace maid, and her thin shoulders couldn't support the cloak, so I let her into the house, and saw that her brows were wrinkled, and it was not the cheerful appearance she had when she talked about her sweetheart that day.

"The son of the Shilang family, do you really like him?"

Pingyang looked at my face blankly, and blushed for a while.

"And does he like you?"

"I think I like it, when the granddaughter of the Lu Guogong family had a 100-day banquet, I met there, and he said that the goose-yellow dress lined me."

In this kind of environment where men are inferior to women, the center of power is concentrated in the hands of men, and the biggest role of women is to blow the pillow wind, I am still in the deep boudoir, there is no wind to blow, Pingyang She also knows this truth, and she came to me just to make the last struggle, to find someone to complain.

After Pingyang left, I lay on the bed, thinking about how many lovers in this world could not become pairs, how many families had become funeral objects of war, how many mothers had lost their sons, how many wives had lost their husbands, and how many children had lost their fathers!

No wonder everyone says that my life is good, my father loves my mother, and my brother loves me, but how many Rongbian soldiers have exchanged their lives for such a peaceful and prosperous world? !

I spread my hair and draped it, thinking that the troubles of life are like this full of green silk, long and many, no wonder there are so many people in the world who want to take refuge in Buddhism, the Buddha said that all living beings are suffering, and letting go is free, but if everyone can let go, how can there be so many crazy men and women in the world?

I couldn't sleep at night, and one by one shadows flashed through my mind like a flower, the helpless second brother and sister-in-law, the red embroidery that blocked the knife for me, the helpless and cowardly Pingyang, and finally the picture was fixed on his face.

The first half of my life was poor and extravagant, also as a woman, the second sister-in-law had to live in the dust, the red embroidery Shaohua died early, although Pingyang was a princess, she could tremble every day and walk on thin ice, and what they wanted in their hearts was just to live plainly, follow the rules and regulations of this world!

But I'm different, I hate the world, I'm unruly in my bones, I'm abandoning the princes and nobles of the city, I just want him, the one who has dreamed of it for fourteen years, if you can't share the white head with him, isn't it the same where this skin is placed? !

Wolf Hao sucked up the ink and rendered it on the silk, starting with the first sentence: "The courtier Zhaoyang, the emperor's grace ......"

The rooster crowed one last "oh", got up and went to the mother's courtyard to kowtow far away, put on a carriage and went straight to the palace.

The queen mother was very happy to receive my handwritten letter, and the emperor's father was also happy, and stroked his beard and said with relief: "Good boy, it's not in vain that I love her!" ”

When I heard the news, I knelt in front of my mother's collapse, she had already fainted from crying, and my father raised his hand to beat me, but he was not willing to fight, but he was so angry that he burst into tears.

This winter, the most discussed among the nobles of Kyoto is no longer clothes and jewelry, but the youngest daughter of Liu Xiang, Princess Zhaoyang, who was personally crowned by the emperor, herself petitioned to marry Liaodi and relatives.

The story has been passed on in several versions, all of which are praised for Princess Zhaoyang's gratitude and understanding.

In the cold winter of Xinhai year, Princess Zhaoyang and the three princes of Daliao, the team to send off their relatives set off from the imperial city and traveled westward along the Huaishui.

The young general chased after me with a team of soldiers, lifted his hijab and looked back, only to see heavy snow falling on the frozen lake of Huaishui, the weather was cold and the water was cold, and no one came.

I got married like this, I didn't have the same anxiety as ordinary women, I didn't have the fear of being far away from home, my heart was very calm, if I couldn't marry him, it would be the same for anyone in this world to marry.

I want to see him one last time, and if he can hear him, I want to tell him that I love him, that I have been in love with him from the first time I saw him in that lonely mountain and deserted temple, and that I have married him to a distant land, and I wonder if he will remember me.

took out the Kunlun mirror and dripped blood, licked his dry lips, and silently recited his name, only to see Zhao Li in the mirror galloping on his horse, the snow fell on him, his long hair was tied with the jade crown I gave him, and behind him was the frozen Huaishui.

The scene in the dream became a reality, he really came, he came to take me back, he said that I have Bodhi in my heart, I will sacrifice myself for the people, he also said that he will protect me, and now, he has come to fulfill his promise.

The shouts of the soldiers and the sound of metal clashing resounded throughout the riverbank, and the blood soon dyed the vast white ground red.

Wounded soldiers lay on the ground, and Zhao Li avoided the fatal spots, only wounding them.

A soldier suddenly took out a fireworks signal from his arms and shouted: "Someone robbed a kiss!" ”

It was too late for Zhao Li to stop him, the signal had already been sent, and it would not be long before the nearby army defending the city would arrive, and Zhao Li would definitely die at that time.

"You go quickly, you won't be able to leave as soon as the reinforcements arrive!"

In the screaming wind, Zhao Li jumped to my side a few times, and pointed at the sky with the halberd in his hand: "Double Dragon Breaking the Sky!" ”

There was a thunderclap in the gray sky, followed by two dragon roars, and two dragons broke through the ice from Huaishui, guarding Zhao Li's side.

The black dragon's eyes were crimson, and he was spitting cold air, Zhao Li stood on the dragon head with his arms around me, and saw that the soldiers below were so frightened that they knelt on the ground.

Thunder after thunder, violent and domineering thunderbolts struck us one after another.

"The wind is coming!"

Zhao Li held the Kunlun mirror and raised it to the sky.

Suddenly, the light was bright, and the mournful wails around them suddenly stopped, and only two people who hugged each other slowly fell on a mountain in a misty glow.

The surrounding clouds of the mountain cover the mist, the tung flowers are all over the field, a big river that does not see the edge pours down from above, a two-person high stone tablet by the river, the word "Yanshan" is written on it.

It is rumored that the ancient fire god Zhu Rong has a son, the name Prince Changqin, the prince Changqin likes music and rhythm, and he plays Ya Shan every day, I didn't expect that Zhao Li and I made a mistake, and actually came to Yan Mountain.

Zhao Li hugged me up the stairs, there was no one on the huge island, so it was good, maybe only on this immortal mountain desert island, I and the people around me could be so tightly linked and not avoid the world.

Suddenly, the leaves moved without wind, and a white-haired man came in a graceful glow, with a thick fragrance and the sound of the piano in the sky.

After landing on the ground, he brushed his sleeves, looking like he loved cleanliness and smiled elegantly, seeing Zhao Li holding my hand, his eyebrows were slightly raised.

"Every time you two get into trouble, you come to my mountain, do you really think this is your home?"

The tone was slightly playful, and I couldn't hear the blame.

Zhao Li stepped forward and said, "Poor monk Zhao Li, meet the immortals!" ”

The man said in a teasing tone: "My prince Changqin has been alive for a thousand years, and I have never seen a poor monk with a beautiful woman in his arms!" ”

He bit the word "poor monk" very hard.

I never imagined that I would be able to see a fairy, and I would never have dreamed of something that I would have encountered.

Although he was excited in his heart, he only followed Zhao Li with a dignified salute on the surface: "The folk girl Liu Mingzhu has seen the immortals!" ”

Prince Changqin laughed louder this time, and the way he leaned forward and backward did not match his fairy style at all.

"The world is in a hurry, it's only been a few hundred years, and the White Lotus Fairy doesn't recognize the little fairy?"

Seeing that I was confused, Prince Changqin suddenly grabbed my wrist, and then his face changed greatly, and he muttered, "What about your heart?" Where did your heart go? ”

Zhao Li took a step forward to protect me behind him, and the two of them looked at the person in front of them vigilantly.

Prince Changqin was stunned for a moment, and then smiled with relief: "I understand, I understand, I see!" He didn't tell him what he understood.

There is a white fog shrouded in white fog all day on the mountain, and there are only days on the whole island, there are no four seasons, I originally thought that I could live in seclusion here, but the prince Changqin did not allow it, and only allowed the two of us to live here for a month.

There are a few houses on the mountain, so he let one live with me and Zhao Li, things became a little embarrassing, there is only one room, Zhao Li and I are not married, and I can't even be sure of his heart for me, let alone living in the same room.

Zhao Li offered to make a bunk in the room, and I laid a futon for him.

Ahri came in and saw me tidying up the floor, and sighed and said, "Tsk, it's better to be a beast!" It's not a round house when you become a pro! ”

Ahri is the prince Changqin, because of his "flattering" behavior and cunning behavior, I called him like this, and he was not annoyed, and seemed to like this nickname.

I glanced at the wedding dress on my body and sighed lowly, not blaming Ahri for misunderstanding. If Zhao Li wants to, the wedding dress is ready-made, and the cave room is ......, Zhao Li doesn't know my mind, he doesn't mention it, I don't know if there is no me in his heart, or if he thinks otherwise, or if I am amorous .......

I didn't dare to think about it, Ahri said that there was a golden jelly and jade dew from the queen mother, and she wanted to invite me and Zhao Li to have a drink, so I went out to find Zhao Li.

Zhao Li looked at the dome on the edge of the Tianhe River, and when he saw me passing, he took my hand and pointed to a place and said, "There is the Yuqing Realm, and the lotus flower in the Yuqing Realm is the most beautiful in the world." ”

"How do you know?"

"I've been there in my dreams!"