Luo Chaolu changed her dress and walked into the court.

Zou Yun had detoxified Luo Xiao and treated his injuries, he couldn't bear it, and whispered to her that Luo Xiao was covered with arrow wounds and knife marks, and there was no good meat.

Rao is experienced in a hundred battles like Zou Yun, and he feels shocked.

Chao Lu listened quietly, looked at Luo Xiao in a coma, and then squatted down, her skirt swaying like a little bit of gold.

She knew that in order to escape the ambush of Luo Subu, he must have gone through nine deaths to save her. Wearing a night walking black dress is also to cover up the serious injuries on his body.

A moment ago, he was still like an old dragon leaping in front of her, and he didn't see any signs of illness.

He hid it well, because he was afraid that she would worry.

Chaolu wiped the blood from Luo Xiao's palm and inadvertently stroked the thick cocoons on his fingers.

These hands taught her to ride a horse and shoot arrows, and traveled thousands of miles for her, no matter in her past life or present life, they wanted to protect her safely.

She withdrew her gaze, looked at Zou Yun fixedly, and said:

"General Zou, I have something to ask for, do you agree?"

"This ......" Zou Yun guessed a few points, and said hard, "The status of the minister is low, in the past, His Royal Highness had the grace of knowing the minister, and the minister was willing to be His Highness, and his liver and brain were smeared." ”

"What a brain," Chaolu said, standing up straight and staring at him, "this is not a trivial matter. I will make it clear to you first, so that you will not regret it in the future. ”

She raised her head and said loudly:

"The new king has an order, the third prince Luo Xiao defected, arrested those who were brought to justice, and rewarded 100 gold; Whoever takes his head will be rewarded with a thousand gold. DID YOU KNOW? ”

Zou Yun's head:

"Minister."

"There are a lot of eyes and ears in the royal court staring at my third brother's whereabouts, if you are found after you save him, not only will you lose your fame and status today, but you will also be guilty of capital crimes, or you will be exiled for the rest of your life, do you know?"

Zou Yun replied:

"Minister."

"Since you all know, why did you agree?" She looked sideways slightly at him.

The young man raised his eyes, his gaze burning:

"His Royal Highness the Third Prince is loyal and brave, brave and brave, and is by no means a defection. Moreover, the minister has the confidence that he will not be noticed by others. ”

Smile at Ru.

Her third brother led the army of the king of Uzi, and the sound shook the Western Regions, and she had thousands of supporters.

Zou Yun is indeed the person selected by Li Yao to be reused, not only is he enterprising, but also keen on politics and politics, has a heart for right and wrong, and is eloquent and strategic.

"Zou Yun, listen up." She paced in front of him and said, "Before the fire in the Buddha hall, you didn't come to save me, you owe me a life." I entrust my third brother to you today, and you send him out of the city, take care of him, and give me back my life. Would you like to? ”

Zou Yun bit his cheek. She didn't know that he had actually disobeyed the king's orders that night and risked his life to put out the fire.

But at this moment, he was a little glad that she didn't notice it.

He no longer hesitated, and replied:

"Minister, willing."

"Okay." Chaolu's heart was a little relieved.

The night is getting darker, and the rules are crying.

She curled up her fingers and clenched them into fists.

Knowing that the Buddha was in trouble, she couldn't delay any longer, so she got up and walked towards the door, but she felt that her body suddenly tightened.

Chaolu looked back and saw that one of her skirts was hooked by Zou Yun with the handle of the knife.

He hadn't even touched the edge of her shirt before, he had never done anything so out of line—but even now, he had only touched her skirt with the handle of his knife, not with his bare hands.

There are only a few palace lights, and the light of the fireflies is a little miserable, reflected in the dark eyes of the young man like stars. Chaolu heard his usual calm timbre:

"His Royal Highness once said to his ministers that he didn't want to be confined in the palace for people to enjoy. His Highness has not healed the wound on his leg, why do you still want to dance? ”

The tone was cold and hard, and there was a hint of arrogance that was not easy to detect in terms of his current identity.

The awe-inspiring spirit of the young general in his previous life, who looked down on the world, has begun to show at this time.

Chaolu chuckled and asked rhetorically:

"Do you think that as long as you have a leg injury, you can stop dancing and not be entertained?"

She sighed softly, and as she walked, her skirt fluttering, gently brushing his arrow sleeves.

"My father has passed away, and my third brother is weak. As long as I am in the court of Uzi, I will be subject to men. I have no soldiers, who will protect me? She raised her eyebrows slightly, looked sideways at him, and asked, "Is it just you?" ”

Zou Yun clenched the hilt of the knife, and the blade of the knife hummed.

He didn't want to see her in a dancing dress and be entertained. He thought he could persuade her.

But at this time, he was asked by her, and at this moment, the thoughts and unrealistic illusions in his mind were all extinguished.

Yes, he is just a small leader of the forbidden army, obeying Luo Sumi's orders, how can he protect her for the rest of his life? She no longer has a father or brother, and the beauty of the Western Regions will only become an object for men to fight for in troubled times.

So, who can protect her? A flash of inspiration crossed his mind, and he came up with an unbelievable, incredible answer.

Once she figured it out, on the night the Buddha hall caught fire, all her unprovoked actions were explained at this moment.

Zou Yun's breath was initially settled, but his voice sank:

"Your Highness is wearing a dance skirt to the banquet today, and you want to relieve the siege of the Buddha."

Chaolu couldn't help but look sideways. The young man was sharp-minded, and with a single tap she was enlightened.

She saw that his expression was half-bright, only a pair of eyes, fiery bright.

In the past, his gaze always deliberately avoided her. Today, he has been looking at her, looking at her dress, and never taking his eyes off.

It was as if it was fixed on her like this, and she couldn't go.

Seeing that she was silent, Zou Yun took another step closer, his eyes were forbearing, and he said in a deep voice:

"Your Highness is seeking skin with the tiger, what is the benefit?"

It is not easy to save the Buddha from the hands of Luo Sumi, who has been planning for a long time, it is tantamount to hitting a stone with an egg.

Chao Lu tugged at his clothes, and the soft yarn gently left the hilt of his sword, hanging low.

Her voice was very light, but her complexion was unusually firm:

"If you don't enter the tiger's den, you can get the tiger."

The Buddha is in the tiger's den, if she can't go with her, how can she benefit? In the court of the Uzi royal court, the fate of her and the Buddha is tied together. She was a silk flower, and only by struggling to wrap around his heavy trunk could she catch her breath and escape.

Zou Yun didn't say anything more, and silently made way for her. When the two of them were wrong, he stopped her again.

She turned around and saw that the young man's face had regained his composure, but there was still residual heat in his eyes.

"The minister has one last question for today," he said, looking at her, "why does His Highness always call me 'General'?" ”

He was obviously just a chief guard, and he was not far from the position he longed for in his heart.

Chaolu was stunned for a moment, and then smiled.

Because you are the great general, she said in her heart, not only Uzi, but even the entire Western Regions, will prostrate at your feet.

She blinked, but said:

"Because I dreamed that you would one day become a great general."

Zou Yun was stunned, and kept watching her go away, but it was difficult to calm down this night.

Another one day.

But will he also fall into her dreams?

***

The banquet of King Uzi has not been held for several years. The new king of Luo Sumi ascended the throne, and in order to show his prestige, he arranged this banquet to be extremely extravagant.

Hundreds of golden lotus lampstands, candles reflecting gold lacquer murals, full of splendor, bright as day. The wine cups and bowls are all white jade for the body, and the gold is inlaid for decoration. The felt seat is a newly hunted fox fur as the base, and the fine gold wire is woven into it.

During the banquet, the silk and bamboo orchestra, singing and dancing were leveled, and they never stopped.

The slender dancing girl shuttled through the banquet, persuaded the wine to have fun, and coaxed the envoys from all over the world to smile and laugh.

But even if everyone was drunk, they were always drunk, and they didn't mean to drink.

Since the feast began, countless eyes have drifted to the head of the throne intentionally or unintentionally.

There, the Buddha Luoxiang was surrounded by the monks in the middle, not dripping with wine, and meditated quietly for a long time with his eyes closed.

A drunken envoy came to toast:

"Buddha, good food and wine, why don't you have a drink together?"

"The color of wine is the great precept of Buddhism." He returned the salute and refused.

Hearing this, several monks from the Western Regions on the seat saw the opportunity to get up, led by a person wearing a deep robe, with a beard, and said to the Buddha:

"I heard that the Buddha learned Buddhism at the age of seven, and at the age of ten he could recite a thousand verses a day, and he was famous in the Western Regions. I will come here today to argue with you. ”

"If you lose, drink the wine from this cup."

There was an uproar, and the envoys exchanged heads and talked about each other.

When a Buddhist disciple drinks alcohol, he breaks his vows. This group of monks had bad intentions and challenged the Buddha in order to make him break the vows.

In the midst of the uproar, Luo Xiang slowly got up from his seat, also clasped his hands together, bowed slightly, his body was like a jade tree, his demeanor was thousands, and his bearing was dignified, which made people unable to force his eyes.

He knew that this battle was unavoidable, and replied lightly:

"I want to hear about it."

Seeing that the Buddha was not afraid of sound and calmly responded to the battle, a group of monks came to the front of the hall, and one of them pointed to a group of colorful dancing girls on the field and said:

"Uzi music and dance originate from sacrifice, that is, the ritual of offering to the gods, why doesn't the Buddha open his eyes and see it?"

"Color is emptiness, emptiness is color." He said.

The next monk's eyes were shining, his hands were folded, and he said:

"Let me say, the Buddha's words are wrong. Buddhism has a wonderful sound bird Jialing Pinga, if it is a beautiful sound, if the sky is like a person; There is also the god of song and dance, Kinara, who plays music in the heavenly palace, and transforms into scattered flowers and music to fly to the sky, persuading people to develop bodhicitta In this case, how can it be regarded as empty? As you say, isn't the Buddha kingdom also empty? Is the Dharma we are practicing also emptiness? ”

Luo Xiang's expression was calm, and he said:

"This is not a Buddha country, how can Xianle come from? This is not a pure land, how can it fly to the sky? ”

One sentence breaks the stubbornness and dissolves the nonsensical analogy.

The monk was speechless and retreated silently. The other long-armed monk beside him continued to ask unwillingly:

"The Mahayana Dharma that the Buddha worships sees all dharmas as empty. Yes and no? ”

Luo Xiang bowed slightly, and responded:

"Not only is the hue empty, but the same is true when you want to do it."

Seeing that he had fallen into the trap, the monk grinned, pointed to the untouched wine jug on Luo Xiang's case, and said:

"Since everything is empty, this wine is also empty, so why should the Buddha drink this wine?"

As soon as these words came out, the envoys looked sideways and stopped their cups, like watching a big show. The monks also looked awe-inspired, secretly complaining bitterly, and sweating for the Buddha.

Because everyone with a discerning eye can see that this group of monks is really prepared, and deliberately set this trap for the Buddha.

If he thinks it is all right, he will drink it; If the Buddha does not drink, he regards wine as not empty, and overturns his own words about "emptiness", which is also a punishment for losing the debate.

The hall was so quiet that you could hear a needle dropping.

Everyone stopped throwing their cups, stretched their necks with their heads held high, and waited for the Buddha to respond to this endgame.

The corners of Luo Sumi's lips on the throne couldn't stop rising. He set up this game, and he has been waiting for a long time, and he will see the Buddha make a fool of himself in public. At the suggestion of Luo Sumi, the courteous bartender even poured a glass of wine in front of the Buddha's case.

Arrows on the bow, crisis juncture. Unexpectedly, a monk rushed out of the monks behind the Buddha, snatched the wine cup from the table, drank the wine, and threw it on the ground. With tears in his eyes, he wiped the wine from his face and neck, and said sadly:

"I broke my vows for Master's drinking! You all have bad intentions, don't force it again! ”

He knelt down on his knees towards the Buddha and said:

"Master, I have broken the vows, and according to the law, I should be expelled from the door wall, and I will not allow Buddhism. First of all, I would like to thank Master for his kindness. ”

After saying that, he took a few steps back, took advantage of the lack of a person to pull out the waist knife of the guard at the banquet, and cut himself by the neck, and blood splattered on the spot.

The two warrior monks hurriedly stepped forward to restrain him and snatched the freshly stained sword. When the novice monks present saw this tragic situation, they all wept bitterly. Luo Xiang shook his head and sighed lightly. He stepped forward to check the pulse of the wounded and said to a few monks beside him:

"There is still salvation, help down to heal."

At the banquet, several neutral envoys sighed, lamenting and lamenting that the Buddha went to this Hongmen banquet tonight, which was a sheep into the tiger's mouth.

Luo Sumi almost succeeded when he saw it, but the scene became chaotic because of the disturbance. He slapped his thigh, couldn't sit still again, and gave the group of monks a fierce look.

The monks stood for a moment, and the bearded man who was the leader laughed, still entangled. He pointed at Luo Xiang and said unashamedly:

"Buddha, your disciple has admitted defeat for you, do you admit it or not?"

Under his continuous momentum, several spectators who had already been wooed by Luo Sumi took advantage of the situation to help:

"Yes, since the Buddha loses, he should punish himself with three glasses of wine!"

"Could it be that the Buddha wants to deny it and deny it?"

For a time, whispering, mocking and laughing were endless.

When the scene was embarrassed, a coquettish cry suddenly came from outside the temple gate:

"What kind of heroes are you guys bullying a person?"

The irony is blatant and merciless.

Everyone looked behind one after another, only to see a girl slowly walking into the hall, wearing a woven gold and white feather fairy skirt, and the wall of the streamer shines brightly, dazzling and soul-catching.

Her voice was like a silver bell, and she said with a smile:

"I alone can make the Buddha break the vows."