Chapter Fifty-Nine: Yangguan Three Stacks
Ten days later, Huan Ke and Zong Zhengxu and I resigned to Xiao Xian. These days, he has relied on his prestige to gather people's hearts in the Western Wilderness, and most of the people in the Western Wilderness are displaced and homeless, and it is a matter of time before he is called emperor. And the so-called famous teacher out of high apprentices, Huan Ke clearly knows that it is better to teach people to fish than to teach people to fish, and in a short period of time, the martial arts of people in the Western Wilderness are also presentable, and there are no flower fists and embroidered legs, which is indeed a strong fist. It's just that the weapons purchased in Lincheng will only be here for three days, and the three of us will have to set off.
I didn't want to spread the news widely, although I didn't have a close relationship with them these days, but I really had my life. Therefore, this parting sentimentality should not be mentioned at all. However, a medical officer who came to Shu leaked the news, and left for a while, until Huan Ke led Yi drunk and waited in front of the tomb of the deceased of the epidemic, everyone was already silent, and they were silently guarding there.
Zong Zhengxu had already taken the lead in stepping on the horse, looking into the distance at the moment, noncommittal about what was happening behind him. Huan Ke sighed lightly, glanced at me, and turned his back. Everyone present knows that a farewell today is an eternal farewell for some people. When I said goodbye, I didn't know how many people had new looks and how many people looked old. The battlefield is ruthless, the sword has no eyes, the vicissitudes of righteousness, how to talk to each other.
Turning over and getting on the horse, I held the reins in my hand, and was silent for a long time, slowly turning back. In the twilight of the setting sun, a series of neat and solemn tombs seem to cast silent gazes. Comfort, exhortation, safety, caring...... With the swaying pine and cypress green branches, they lingered in the wind for a long time.
The silent are silent, but the one who can speak is still. Arranged in a line, in an orderly manner, I glanced at the people in the Western Wilderness who were holding swords in their hands one by one, their expressions were cautious, but they were shallow and reluctant, and my heart suddenly became sour.
"Will see you again. Although I don't know what year and night, where and where. Walking forward, Xiao Xianhui smiled and looked at me: "Yuemu will be careful in everything from now on." β
"Ten brothers, too." Holding back the bitterness and unspeakable, I clenched the reins: "May the tenth brother succeed in his mastery and succeed." See you at the end of the day! β
Whip down, drunk galloping, dust rolling, hooves clattering, and the sound knocks down the heart. It seems to be a deep snow in the vast expanse of March in this spring. As soon as I went to the Zitai Lianshuo Desert, I left the green mound alone to dusk. Western Wilderness......
After all these years, there is no return.
After another ten days, we reached the border of Lianghong. Originally, returning to Hu Ru was already a hundred thousand urgent, burning eyebrows, and Zong Huanke's tortuous journey was just to accompany me for a few more minutes, and it finally came to the moment of separation.
After the last lunch together, Huan Ke said goodbye to Zong Zhengxu, and walked to my side but stared at me for a long time. I smiled lightly, stretched out my hand and asked him if he wanted to come to carry the jade pendant, took out the knot Luo Ying from his arms, and tied it carefully on the jade pendant.
"Why is it gracious, beautiful jade adorned with Luo Ying." The hand holding the jade pendant was held by him, and I whispered softly, looking at him like a star: "The concubine's body and mind are clear, and I only hope that the husband is safe." β
The Milky Way flowed in Huan Ke's eyes. The two of us pressed their foreheads against each other, listening to his affection: "This title, Cheng Kuo will use the rest of his life to hear." β
I closed my eyes to feel the warmth, but he left for a moment: "The mountains are high and the water is far away, he will meet again in the future - Cheng Kuo said goodbye!" β
The neighing ride is getting farther and farther away, the dust is continuous, and the trace of Lang is far away. Nothing is more like affection. Sorrow is leading to a thousand threads, more eastern, flying clouds.
When it came to the night, the first person I saw was Ji Die, which was unreasonable and expected. After three days in the territory of the night, Hu Ru announced to the world that Emperor Ji of Lianghong Lingyue was loyal and refused to leave his mother country to enjoy the glory of the enemy country, and committed suicide by swallowing gold while the care was lax. The king of Pingzhou mourned, fell ill, and did not go to court for several days.
As soon as this news came out, the Three Kingdoms were shaken, and no one sighed at the great affection of the king of Pingzhou and the great righteousness of the emperor of Lingyue. When eating at the small shop next to the road, the diners were all amazed, and Zong Zhengxu looked at me with a smile and a slightly embarrassed appearance: "What they said is not completely false, how can Yue Mu be like a fish in his throat?" β
"I've never heard of flattery, and it's even more incredible to be judged like this." I looked at him helplessly: "I'm afraid that in a short time, the people will start to sing the legend of Lingyue." β
couldn't help laughing, Zong Zhengxu raised his head and drank the wine in the cup, Ji Di hurriedly entered from the outside, arched his fist and whispered: "Childe, Emperor Lingyue." The emperor suddenly heard the funeral of the crown prince, and he was already exhausted, but this time he learned the news of the death of Emperor Lingyue, and he vomited blood and fainted when he went to court, and he had not woken up at this time. β
"Even owes Lianghong two statements, and he is in a hurry." I said lightly, and when I saw someone casting a curious look, I silently signaled to Zong Zhengxu. He bowed his head: "According to the development of this situation, I am afraid that the emperor's time is short." Hurry up, we need to get back to Xiqu as soon as possible. β
The deceased is like a husband, reluctant to give up day and night. The stars and the moon are both on the way, and when they arrive at the Panye Imperial Capital Xiqu, they are enjoying the scenery of the grass and the warbler flying in early spring. Frowning uncomfortably, I tried to ignore the numbness and discomfort on my face, and held the bronze mirror to look at the face reflected in the mirror. If you have knowledge, you will be shocked to call "Fanjin".
But my current name is Meng Lingzhou.
"Go to the word for the order, add two strokes for the boat, Lingyue and Lingzhou, seemingly unrelated but broken. It's ingenious. Zong Zhengxu led me up the stairs: "It's just that everyone knows in the night that the most favored thing in the palace is Fanjin. And if there is an extra emperor for no reason, it will inevitably provoke people to explore. Therefore, he first wronged Yue Mu and temporarily recuperated in this Hanshan Temple for a few days. β
The mountain light is pleasing to the birds, and the pond shadow is empty. Wan Lai is silent, but the bell chimes sound. The mountain is foggy and the air is thick. There should be such an empty and elegant temple in such a spiritual mountain. In the temples of the world, there are countless people named "Hanshan", but I am afraid that only the artistic conception of this place can really be called the name of "Hanshan Temple" and can afford these three words.
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Raising my eyebrows, I was slightly worried: "The Buddhist family is a pure place, and the monks don't speak." From the abbot to the monks, how can they be properly explained to them one by one? Being here...... It's always hard to be at ease. β
"Hanshan Temple is located in a remote area, but the reason for it has been passed down from generation to generation still needs to be found by Yue Mu himself." Stopping while talking, Zong Zhengxu raised his head and motioned for me to look ahead: "I have been staying in the Western Wilderness for a long time, and I have accumulated a lot of trivial matters, so Xu will retire first." If Yuemu is worried, you may wish to ask the abbot for advice in person. β
All the way to the front of the temple, the road side welcomes the guests solemnly, the monks in the temple, several pilgrims, and the abbot is unexpectedly kind. Twisting a string of prayer beads in his hand, the abbot leaned over slightly, not shocked: "Emperor Lingzhou." β
Fang's peace of mind from this scenery was instantly dispelled by cold water. I looked at the few people who occasionally came and went in the temple, pursed my lips and hesitated: "Abbot...... Don't ask who Ling Zhou is? Dare to pretend to be the emperor of the night royal family and use your temple as a springboard for transfer? β
"The nobles of the palace and the common people are all living beings." Not sluggish, round and jade, the abbot is kind and kind, and his expression has not changed. I was reluctant to ask: "What is the purpose of the abbot in the future?" What do you want to do? β
"The benefactor is kind." The abbot turned the beads and recited the Buddha: "Mutual origin is born from the heart." β
I couldn't say a word of rebuttal, I followed the abbot to the meditation room, looked around the surroundings, and involuntarily asked, "This Hanshan Temple...... It's a little too bitter. Compared with the Dalongxing Temple in the ditch, it is even a little damaged. β
"Dalongxing Temple is a pan-night national temple, which is naturally extraordinary." The abbot carefully bypassed a young shoot: "The mountain is not high, and there is a fairy name." The water is not deep, and if there is a dragon, it will be spiritual. Hanshan Temple is in a safe corner, and it is a great blessing to know oneself through bitterness. β
The abbot stopped in front of an independent courtyard, the firewood was lightly closed, and the fragrance was faintly overflowing. A young girl in the courtyard got up at the sound of the voice, approached a few steps, and smiled sweetly at me.
"This is the donor of Lingzhou, and this is the donor of Caiyou who lives in my temple." The abbot introduced the two of us, turned around and clasped his hands at me: "According to Da Honglu's words, the donor will stay in Hanshan Temple for three days at the longest. During these three days, if the donor has any confusion or needs, please mention it to the donor. The old man was in front of the hall. The donor is free to walk around the temple. β
"Thank you, Abbot." I looked at the abbot walking away alone, and turned to look at Cai You, who was already taking care of the flower garden.
"'Picking chrysanthemums under the east fence, leisurely see Nanshan'. Your name is very worthy of this little courtyard. I looked at a handkerchief she was resting on the table: "This handkerchief is your own ......."
"I'm clumsy, and my embroidery is ugly." I took the silk handkerchief and carried it behind me, and asked me if I was thirsty with watery childlike eyes. Looking straight into her eyes, Fang shook his head in her puzzled gaze for a long time, I lowered my voice, I don't know why my mood suddenly became comfortable: "If you don't like it, I'll make up a few stitches on this handkerchief for you, okay?" β
"You know how to embroider?" Her eyes widened, and I smiled, as if I had returned to my childhood, innocent and deceitful, ignorant of the world, and high-spirited: "Naturally." My craftsmanship is first-class. β
The next day, all day long, I wandered around the mountains with the picking. Aimless, empty body and mind, not in love with the past, not thinking about the future. She and I competed to pick the most beautiful bouquet of flowers on the mountain, and we pulled down a small grass from the side of the road and started to play, leaning on each other's skins, looking at each other and laughing. I learned her to spin among the fluttering butterflies, to dance without restraints, without prescribed movements, to stretch her arms, close her eyes, and breathe deeply. I lay down with her on the wet grass where the sprouts sprouted from the soft side, ignoring the dew staining my clothes, pointing at the clouds in the sky, chatting with innocuous but never-tireless gossip.
On the second day, I taught Cai You how to embroider beautiful patterns. She was like a treasure, and I was complacent, like a proud flower butterfly I saw yesterday, almost dancing away. Half of the square arrived, I finished eating dinner with a smile, and there was a knock on the door at the firewood. It's a stack.
"Emperor Ling Zhou is here?"
In silence, he informed himself: "Tomorrow, Da Honglu and His Royal Highness the Third Prince will welcome Emperor Ling Zhou back to the palace in front of Hanshan Temple. Clothing and other accessories have been delivered to the abbot. If Emperor Zhou had no orders, Ji Di retired. β