Thousand Miles of Bright Moonlight

The next day, Bi Suo heard that Yaoying would be accompanied by Sultan Gu to go to Gaochang in two days, and he firmly opposed: "I don't agree!"

The more he thought about it, the more he felt uneasy, struggling to get to the ground.

"I want to see the king!"

The maids looked at each other and dared not stop.

The curtain was lightly raised, Princess Chima entered the house with a plate of fresh fruits, and when she saw it, she threw away the lacquer tray and rushed to the couch to support Bi Suo, and said angrily: "You are crazy? You are injured, how do you go? See Roga?"

Bi Suo gritted his teeth and said: "I have to see the king. The weather is hot and it is not suitable to travel. It just cools down a month later. My injury is healed at that time. The princess can wait another month!"

Princess Chima pushed him back on the couch and sneered: "Do you care about that Han princess so much?"

Bi Suo frowned slightly: "Chi Ma, going to Gaochang is a major event in the Central Government, so don't worry about it."

Princess Chima squinted her eyes slightly, her hazel eyes flashed with a trace of disdain: "With her as a Han girl, Gao Chang will agree to form an alliance?"

Bi Suo glanced at her and shook his head with a wry smile.

The alliance is second...

He pulled away Princess Chima, raised his voice to call the guards, and asked the guards to help him in a carriage to the Buddhist temple.

Princess Chima couldn't stop him, she was so angry that she stood in front of the courtyard, watching him staggering into the carriage from the back, almost crushing a silver tooth.

Bi Suo drove to the Buddhist temple, the attendant went in and told her, and returned back in a short while.

"General, the king has been in retreat last night, concentrate on meditation, and no one is seen. The monastery said that this time the king will retreat for a few months."

Bi Suo clenched his fists and closed his eyes.

"Go to the animal park."

The attendant responded, drove the carriage out of the Buddhist temple, bypassed the horizontal wall on the north side, and came to a vast courtyard covered by pine and cypress.

The houses and pavilions in the courtyard stand on the high and low earth cliffs. They are sparsely and densely covered with shady ground. A stream of living water winds around the courtyard. The riverside is a dense forest, lush and lush.

The attendant helped Bi Suo get out of the carriage.

Bi Suo was anxious, pushed away his attendants, regardless of his injury, hurriedly climbed the stone steps in three steps in two steps.

With the sound of footsteps, the guards drew their swords to greet him.

Bi Suo took out a ghost face bronze medal and said: "I want to see the regent!"

The guard saw the bronze medal of the ghost face, carefully identified it for a while, confirmed that it was correct, and immediately returned the knife to its sheath to make way.

Deliberately light footsteps faintly heard from the corridor, and all the guards retreated silently.

Bi Suo collected the bronze medals, walked through two rows of white poplars, a densely covered courtyard covered with vines, bypassed the long secluded porch, and came to a hidden secret door.

He opened the door, walked down the cramped stairs in the dark, into the airtight, deep and gloomy dungeon.

The cell is quiet, without lights, so dark that you can't see your fingers, like a big open beast's mouth, lurking in the dark, waiting to devour its prey.

Bi Suo had been afraid of this cell since he was a child, and the more he walked in, the more afraid he was.

A dark arc flashed in the corner, and a leopard stepped out of the darkness, his eyes gleaming with phosphorescence.

Bi Suo let out a cry of fright, stepped back to avoid, tugging at the wound for a while, grinning in pain.

Leopard glanced at him contemptuously, turned and ran away.

Bi Suo ignored the pain, followed the leopard, walked through a long narrow and tortuous passage, and bypassed a narrow stone crack. The front suddenly opened up, and the clear sky fell into the dark tunnel, illuminating the outline of the cave. , Beside the stone platform, the shadows are fascinating, and the fog is hazy.

The mist was lingering, and a tall and straight figure stood with its back to Bi Suo, dressed in mysterious clothes, tall and slender, well-proportioned and strong.

Bi Suo sighed and knelt on one knee.

"Wang, do you really want to personally **** Princess Wen Zhao to Gaochang?"

The man turned his head, his face was covered with ugly scars, his blue eyes looked through the mist, as if he was cold and high-fashioned across the water of the Sansheng Pond.

"I have decided."

He whispered softly.

Every word is gentle, but it is like a whole mountain that is crushed down, with a thunderous momentum.

Bi Suo's words of persuasion were all stuck in his throat, and he was silent for a long time before kowtowing: "The minister understands."

...

In the early autumn, the day was still hot, but the night was suddenly cold, and the wind was strong all night, and the vine leaves fell on the ground in the courtyard, full of chaos.

When she woke up early the next day, Yaoying found a thin layer of cold frost on the ground.

The soldiers who got up early to practice martial arts gathered in front of Xishuang, all in awe.

Upon seeing this, the Wang Ting waiter smiled and explained to everyone: "Don't look at the daytime being so hot, once it gets cold, it will be frosted at night. When the wind blows for a while, maybe you have to wear a leather jacket! Every year the tree Snow began to fall before the leaves on the tree had fallen. Everyone said that there was no autumn in the royal court, and there was winter after summer."

He said, rubbing his hands in excitement, "The Regent has issued a government decree, and the Winter Beggar Festival will be held in a few days. This year I won the battle, and the Winter Beggar Festival must be more grand and lively than last year!"

Yaoying was startled: "Is the Qihan Festival coming?"

Wang Ting belongs to an oasis country. The summer is dry and there is little rain. It is common to have no rain for a whole month. The water source for irrigating farmland and nourishing the land mainly comes from the seasonal river formed by the melting water of Tianshan ice and snow. Therefore, they will hold grand celebrations before the arrival of winter. , Begging for colder winter and more snow to ensure abundant water in the coming year.

Yaoying heard Bi Suo mentioned that Qihan Festival is one of the grandest festivals in the royal court, and Sultan is also a member of the royal court. Why doesn't he wait for the festival before leaving?

The waiter nodded happily: "This summer is longer than usual, everyone has been looking forward to it for a long time!"

Yaoying chuckled lightly.

No wonder the waiters are so excited. The Qihan Festival generally lasts for seven days. There are not only grand music and dance performances, but also ceremonies to pray for disasters. When the people in the city are all out to sing and dance, it is extremely lively. On the last day, men, women and children, dressed in costumes and masks, splashed water and prayed for each other, which was fun and auspicious.

She asked the waiter: "Did the Regent attend the Qihan Festival last year?"

The waiter thought about it, and shook his head.

Yaoying then asked, "Where is the Buddha?"

The waiter smiled: "The princess does not know that the Buddha is a monk. The monks must observe the precepts of singing and dancing, and cannot watch singing and dancing. The Buddha has never attended the Qihan Festival."

Yaoying thoughtfully.

The Xingxiang Festival is a Buddhist festival, Tamara Gha holds a puja, and the Qihan Festival is a secular festival, so he never attended... Why didn't Sultan Gu also participate in the Qihan Festival?

Could it be that he, like Yuanjue and Prajna, is also a lay disciple?

In the afternoon, Xie Peng came back from outside the city and told Yaoying that the city had indeed begun to prepare for the Cold Festival. The major government offices were sweeping the courtyards and setting up high platforms for music and dance performances. The gossamers have also arrived, and recently the post outside the city is full of people who come to participate in the Han Festival.

Yaoying had doubts in her heart. When she went to visit Ashina Bisuo the day before leaving, she tentatively said: "I heard that it is going to be begging for the cold season soon. The regent is a member of the royal court. If you want to come, you have to reunite with family and friends. It's better to postpone it for a few more days and wait until the Qihan Festival to leave."

Bi Suo was stunned for a moment, then smiled bitterly and shook his head: "According to what I mean...I should accompany the princess to Gaochang. It is best to postpone it for another month."

It is a pity that Tamara Gha does not agree.

He looked melancholy, and looked at him for a while, his blue eyes floated with a light blurry color, after a long while, he recovered, smiled, and said: "The regent has no relatives and no friends. He never participates in the Han Festival. , The day of departure has been set, and the princess does not have to be embarrassed about this."

Yaoying remembered how the waiter shivered when she mentioned the Sudan.

For the waiters, the fierce regent does not attend the cold festival, so the people in the city can celebrate the festival to the fullest.

Sultan Gu never showed up at festivals, maybe he just didn't want to scare people?

Yaoying thought for a while, put the matter aside for the time being, her eyes fell on Bi Suo's lap, and asked, "Is it the hand of Haidu Aling?"

Bi Suo returned from wounds, and was directly taken care of by Princess Chima from the princess mansion. She knew Princess Chima's taboo, and she could not find a chance to ask Bi Suo before, until today Bi Suo moved back to her house.

"It wasn't his hand." Bi Suo looked cold, "It's his soldier."

He leaned on the couch and slowly said: "After I arrived in Beirong, I saw Haidu Aling lying in a tooth tent every day, pretending to be a little prince. The little prince looked at his wound and said wow. He vomited, and the second prince used a dagger to scrape off the rotten flesh of his wound, and he almost saw the bones with a single knife. He didn't even blink his eyelids."

Yaoying frowned: "Is his injury real?"

Bi Suo shook his head: "No, his injury is just a small injury."

Yaoying gasped.

Haidu Aling’s wound was just a small wound. He deliberately didn’t treat it in time, allowing the wound to rot and give birth to maggots, making others think that his entire leg was useless. The second prince took a knife and scraped off his flesh, but he had no reaction at all— -These are all methods used to confuse several princes!

Sure enough, the man had a deep heart, and he could be so cruel to himself. No wonder Wahhan Khan and his sons were deceived by him.

Bi Suo sighed: "Haidu Aling is worthy of being the first warrior of the Northern Rong. He can tolerate ordinary people. If you hadn't reminded me, I would also believe that his leg was really broken! I remember your instructions and stare at him day and night. He finally found some clues in his tent, and he was about to let him'fake it into reality' as you said. I didn't expect him to be prepared for a while. I couldn't get a blow and I was eager to get out and was stabbed by his own soldiers."

Having said this, he twitched the corner of his mouth and raised his eyebrows at Yaoying.

"But I didn't make Haidu Aling proud for too long. The second prince and I joined together and attacked his tent deliberately. The second prince was really cruel and wanted to put him to death. He didn't want to expose it. Later, when I saw that the assassin had all the assassin's moves, I was also anxious, and jumped down and hid at the moment of life and death, just in time for the second prince to see it."

Yaoying understood her heart, and smiled at Bi Suo.

Now the second prince is suspicious of Haidu Aling, and Haidu Aling's plan has failed.

Bi Suo patted his leg, and said triumphantly: "Haidu Aling has suffered a crime in vain, but I didn't get it in vain!"

Yaoying arched her eyebrows slightly, arched her hand towards him, and said with a smile: "The general has done a great job, Yaoying admires it very much!"

She was ready to travel, changed into a light outfit, dressed in a small-sleeved brocade robe with a pair of deer-shaped lapels, braided hair shawl, a silk waistband, a slender figure, soft and snowy skin, a pair of eyes looked at him with a smile, and the corners of her eyes were slightly Alice, Gu Pan shines brightly between people.

Suddenly, Bi Suo felt a rush of heat on his face. He looked away and looked at the bright spot on the window sill. He said: "Princess...The Regent has a strange temper and doesn't like women to get close. When you are walking with him, take care of him. some."

Yaoying nodded: "I won't disturb the regent."

Bi Suo said.

On the third day, the team set off.

The night before, Yaoying hesitated to say goodbye to Tamaraga. The monk told her that Roga was in retreat and that no one was seen, so she had to do it.

With the clouds surging in the sky and the dawning dawn, Yaoying and her soldiers left the Buddhist temple accompanied by Yuan Jue and left the city along the road to the city for the first time.

Immediately in front of the cliff, there was a loud voice, and it was almost the Qihan Festival. The herdsmen in a radius of hundreds of miles were rushing to the holy city, and the crowds were crowded in the city.

Yaoying asked Yuanjue: "Don't you have to wait for the regent?"

Yuanjue said: "The regent is not in the city, we go directly to Shacheng to meet him."

The weather gradually cooled down. During the day, it was not as hot as it was in midsummer. They got up early and drove on their way, stopped camping to rest at noon, and continued their journey in the afternoon. After a few days of driving, they finally arrived in Shacheng.

A group of people stopped in front of the post house to replenish drinking water, and several eagles suddenly heard from above their heads.

Yaoying raised her head, her veil moving with the wind.

A sturdy goshawk flew over their heads, spreading huge wings, and flew to a sand dune in the distance.

Yuanjue looked around for a while and whispered: "The regent is here."

Yaoying looked at the direction of his fingers, the setting sun went down, standing on the hillside one by one, with sunset light on his shoulders, tall and tall, facing the light, unable to see his appearance, but the body was as powerful as an arrow. The momentum must be Sudanese.

She wanted to go up, remembering Bi Suo's reminder, but did not move.

Several people filled the water sacs and rode towards the ancient journey of Sudan.

When a few people approached, Yaoying's eyes fell on the ancient face of Sudan and found that his hideous face was wearing a grimace mask.

When traveling, his face really needs to be covered, otherwise it would be too eye-catching.

But why did he choose the grimace mask?

Compared with his face, this mask is even scarier...

Yaoying was a little distracted, her hand loosened, her mount suddenly accelerated and galloped forward, and the dust was flying.

Everyone had rushed for a few days, exhausted, and before they could react, Yaoying had already flew out like an arrow from the string.

The wind whispered in her ears, and a nervous call came from behind her, Yaoying felt nervous in her heart, calmed down, and fell|Hugged the horse back, tightened the reins, reached out and patted the horse's neck to comfort her mount.

The black horse snorted a few times and slowed down.

Yaoying breathed a sigh of relief, slowly sat up, and gently held the rein.

A cold glance fell on her.

Yaoying raised her head and glanced at Sultan Gu with a guilty conscience. His black robe was covered with sand, and it was her mount that splashed on him when she was frightened and rushed over.

It's so hot during the day, everyone puts on white robes, but he is always dressed in black, isn't he afraid of heat?

Yaoying couldn't help but smile, and said with a smile: "The regent, don't come here unharmed?"

Sultan was silent.

Yaoying looked at his blue eyes that were not covered by the mask, and said, "The last time I was rescued by the Regent, but I haven't thanked him personally. Is the Regent's injury healed?"

The girl's tone was sincere, without a trace of fear, her voice was soft and soft.

Without saying a word, Sultan drove the front half of his horse and stretched out his hand towards Yaoying.

Yaoying was startled.

Sultan Gu didn't speak, bent over and leaned over, her slender fingers hooked up her stirrup wire rope and untied a string of gold leaves that were entangled together.

In the sunset, there was a shallow scratch on the horse's back.

Yaoying reacted: It turned out that the mount was frightened just now because of the sting of gold leaf.

She looked at Sultan Gu's profile and felt that the grimace mask on his face was not so ugly, and said softly, "Thank you, the regent."

Sudan's ancient eyes drooped, letting down the smooth silk.

The horses' hoofs rattled, and Yuanjue people chased them.

The ancient Sudanese Paima turned around and galloped down the hillside.

The group followed silently.