Thousand Miles of Bright Moonlight

The night was heavy, the swaying lights showed through the walls of the roof tile courtyard, the white snow was covered with a warm yellow halo, and the sound of the wind reverberated in the boundless snowy night.

Yang Qian went back to God and asked: "How does the princess tell who is the perfidy?"

Yaoying didn't answer him immediately, she turned and boarded the carriage, sat in the carriage, and she lifted the felt curtain with her hand to beckon him to follow.

Yang Qian hadn't reacted yet, Yuan Jue's expression changed first.

Yaoying folded her felt curtains, looked at Yang Qian, her eyebrows were slightly bent, and she smiled and asked, "Young Master Yang is afraid of me making fraud?"

Yang Qian glanced at his front and back, and found that he had been surrounded a long time ago. He hummed softly, straightened his chest, and strode towards the carriage.

Princess Wen Zhao is just a weak woman. He is a magnificent Yang Jiaerlang. If he is afraid to step forward, wouldn't he be too courageous?

The wheels rolled through the snow and continued to shuttle in the deep alleys.

In the dark night, there were constant footsteps overtaking the carriage, and several soldiers in white cloak ran back from different directions, offering letters and parchment scrolls.

Yuanjue picked it up and sent it to the carriage.

With a lamp hung in the car, Yaoying turned on the sheepskin scroll, took a closer look at the light, and handed it to Yang Qian on the opposite side.

Yang Qian moved his arms and legs impatiently. The carriage is not too cramped. It is more than enough for four people, but he is strong and tall, and he is afraid of the difference between men and women. He does not dare to get too close to Yaoying. He can't sit upright at all. He can only shrink his shoulders and curl his legs and cling to the door of the car. superior.

The posture was awkward, and naturally there was no aura. Facing the sheepskin scroll Yaoying handed over, he hummed again and took a closer look.

Only halfway through, Yang Qian's face was already blue, and after reading all the sheepskin scrolls, his face turned purple, his teeth clenched, his hands clenched fists, and angrily said: "These greedy people and fear of death!" "

The more he thought about it, the more angry he was, wishing he could tear the parchment roll.

The letters Yaoying handed him were all whistleblower letters, and without exception the contents were to inform the government that Princess Wei is now in Gaochang.

"The princess in vain trusted them so much and took the risk to come to Gaochang to secretly meet with them in person. They actually told the princess!"

Yang Qian gritted his teeth.

...

Earlier, there was a rumor from the Wang Court that the original princess Wen Zhao fell in love with the Buddha at first sight, but he did not marry. Buddhism is an eminent monk who has attained Taoism and is not in the world, so naturally he will not marry her. She did not change her infatuation, and swore a vow that she would imitate the modern girl and practice for the Buddha in order to pray for the Buddha's favor.

At first, no one cared about this rumor.

The Buddha not only has a high level of Buddhist attainments, is compassionate, and protects one party, but he also shows kindness to the people of other countries, regardless of high or low. In the North of the Western Regions, when the merchants encountered bandits blocking the way, they only needed to take out the flag of the Buddha to travel unimpeded. Therefore, he was admired by the people of all countries and was the **** in the hearts of the people. He was born noble, his face was like a full moon, his eyes were like green lotus flowers, Lang Yan was unique and unique in the world, and it was not uncommon for a woman to admire him.

A few months later, the royal court suddenly issued an edict, formally instructing the city-states in the north and south of Congling. Princess Wenzhao stayed in the Wangting Buddhist temple to practice spiritual practice for the king.

When the news reached Gaochang, there was an uproar.

Over the years, there have been as many men and women admiring the Buddha as the sands of the Ganges River. Some city-state princesses have even attached themselves to the country for the love of the Buddha. The Buddha has never paid attention to it. He has already escaped from the mundane. How can he care about the love of men and women in the world? ?

But this time, the aloof Buddha made an exception for a Han girl!

He allowed Princess Wen Zhao to stay in the Buddhist temple. Isn't he telling Princess Zhao to be protected by him?

Suddenly, there was an uproar, and everyone was talking about it.

At this time, Wang Ting merchants came to Gaochang to buy wine, and local people asked them one after another.

The businessmen said: "Princess Wen Zhao has indeed lived in the Buddhist temple. I heard that she can listen to the Buddha's teachings and eat with him every day."

Everyone was dumbfounded.

A wine merchant interjected with a smile: "The princess can not only see the Buddha every day, but the Buddha also preached the Dharma for her alone! The Buddhist temple also specially asked the caravan for a cart of food from the Central Plains, which must be prepared for the princess! "

Everyone was itchy, and then asked.

The businessman continued: "My aunt often went to the Wang Temple to listen to the Buddha's lectures. She heard the monks in the Wang Temple say that the princess can go in and out of the Buddha's meditation room. The princess does not understand Sanskrit, so the Buddha will teach the princess Sanskrit himself."

Everyone looked at each other and saw shock and excitement in each other's eyes.

Seeing the enthusiasm of the crowd, another person interjected: "Yes! The Buddha and the princess share a book case every day and read a book together! The little novice monk saw it with his own eyes!"

Another businessman smiled and told everyone who was eager to listen to the news: "I have seen Princess Wen Zhao. The princess likes glazed objects and moon beads. I have dealt with the princess' servants. The princesses used all the utensils they bought from me! The princess boasted. My gems are the most beautiful and rarest in the royal court!"

"The makeup powder used by the princess is also sold by me. The princess looks like a goddess and knows how to make up. The ladies of the royal court are all imitating her contemporary makeup."

"Princess Wen Zhao wears what dress, what hair style, within five days, Wang Court will go up to Mrs. Daxiang, down to Fangzhong, all of them will change their tricks."

Everyone was skeptical at first, but after listening to the swearing words of the Hu businessmen one by one, that point of suspicion faded away and was replaced by vigorous curiosity.

Nowadays, the women of Gaochang talk about Buddha and Princess Wen Zhao after a meal. They are no longer making fun of Princess Wen Zhao’s wishful thinking as before, but are curious about the beauty of the princess Wen Zhao, who can make the Buddha with a heart like water break her.

Especially when the news that "Prince Aling of the Northern Rong Haidu publicly declared that Princess Wen Zhao will be his woman" spread throughout the Western Regions, the people of Gaochang became more excited to talk about this topic.

It turns out that the Buddha spoke to all countries to warn Prince Beirong!

One is the clean and cold Wang Ting Buddha, and the other is the iron-blooded prince Bei Rong. Whose woman will Princess Wen Zhao become?

After Princess Wen Zhao has practiced for a full year, does the Buddha really want to marry her?

...

When the people were happily discussing the romantic affair between Princess Wen Zhao and the Buddha, Yang Qian and other Hexi people were also excited: Princess Wen Zhao originated from it!

Yang Qian is eager to know what is happening in the Central Plains now, is the Central Plains unified? Is the emperor planning to send troops to recover Hexi, Gaochang, and Yizhou?

He sent a servant to follow the merchant to find out about Princess Wen Zhao’s origins. After half a month, the servant returned. The news he brought back made him frustrated: Princess Wen Zhao was taken abducted to the Western Regions by Haidu Aling, and she cannot protect herself. The Central Plains Dynasty Helong still has not been recovered.

Yang Qian was disappointed, but he saved a lot of money by selling his property and was going to Wang Ting to meet Princess Wen Zhao. In any case, the princess was a princess in the Central Plains, and she lived outside the territory and had nowhere to go. As a child of the Yang family in Hexi, he should share the worries for the princess. , See if you can help, by the way, you can inquire about the Central Plains from the princess.

Unexpectedly, before he left, Princess Wen Zhao came to Gaochang by herself.

Yang Qian was frightened: Haidu Aling is not dead to the princess. In the royal court where Buddha sits, the princess is safe and sound. Gaochang surrenders to Beirong. Madam Ruoina reports to Haidu Aling that the princess is in danger!

He felt that the princess was really reckless, and he deliberately frightened and warned the princess so that she could see what she was doing.

But he never expected that they had just left the market, and someone could not wait to send out the informant letter.

Yang Qian squeezed the parchment tightly with his fingers, and the back of his hand jumped with blue veins.

"Since the princess can get these letters, she must have made all the necessary preparations, and I admire it! Please tell me the names of those people, the princess, I am ashamed of this class of people, Yang Qian!"

Yaoying smiled faintly, without the anger on her face after being betrayed, and said: "This is Gaochang, not Zhongyuan."

Yang Qian frowned.

Yaoying looked at him calmly: "Young Master Yang, the Central Plains are in great chaos, and the Western Regions have been lonely for many years. How many people are there who never forget their homeland and look forward to returning to the East like Master?"

Yang Qian fisted and said: "There are many people like me! As long as I raise my arms, they are all willing to serve the princess!"

Yaoying shook her head, "The son is a hero and hero, Yaoying admires him, but not everyone can put life and death away like the son, more people are battling camp, seeking wealth and glory, and stability in this world. Now Wei can't send troops. On the westward march, Gao Chang was unable to confront Bei Rong, and they betrayed me. It is also reasonable."

She had long guessed that someone would inform her and made arrangements in advance.

This meeting was meant to be a temptation. She already knew who was credible, who was available, and who had to stay away.

"The princess does not need to excuse them, they can be greedy for life and fear of death, and not come to the city to see the princess, but they should not tell the princess after swearing to the princess! This is absolutely not reasonable!"

Yang Qian sneered, "How can my Hexi children do such a nasty move?!"

The corners of Yaoying's mouth curled slightly.

When Yang Qian was young, he was rebellious and arrogant and arrogant. The world said he was a dude. Who would have thought that this young man with thin spring clothes, riding on a leaning bridge and full of red sleeves on the building, was actually a arrogant young man?

She looked at the man in front of her, thinking that he died of despair after experiencing untold hardships, and finally turned into a dry bone in the quicksand, her eyes softened.

"Because there are too many villains, a hero like the son is more valuable."

Yaoying spoke out of his heart, her dark black eyes staring fixedly at Yang Qian.

Yang Qian heard her sincerity, startled, and looked awkward, avoiding her sight, his spine clinging to the door of the car was so hard and sour, a trace of cowardice passed across his unresolved face, and he whispered: " The princess said seriously."

Yaoying smiled.

Yang Qian was so embarrassed that he didn't know where to put his hands and feet. After sitting for a while, he suddenly raised his head and banged his head against the carriage with a loud noise.

He ignored the pain, frowned and asked, "Princess, are you going to just forget it? What if one of them sends out the informant?"

Yaoying pointed to the parchments: "Young Master Yang, I come from the Central Plains and don't know much about the prominent families in Hexi who live in Gaochang. The sons and sons of these people who reported me should know each other. After they were all Hexi officials, they had in-laws with each other. Among them is the uncle of the son, son, if I kill them for my own safety, what would their family think of me?"

Yang Qian's anger dissipated bit by bit, his head slumped, and he said dejectedly: "Kill them, these wealthy people must have a grudge against the princess."

For aristocratic families, family interests are above all else. The princess is just an outsider, and the clan talents are relatives who are connected by blood and share the joys and sorrows. Even if they do not approve of the despicable act of the princess by their relatives, they will choose to shield their relatives.

So these people cannot be killed.

Can they only let them take the princess to please the Beirong people? Sung-il is with these people. When will he complete his ambition to regain the mountains and rivers?

Yang Qian suddenly felt frustrated.

A cup of warm goat's milk was delivered to Yang Qian.

He lifted his eyelids.

Yaoying handed the tea cup forward with a steady voice: "Young Master Yang, the ants are still greedy, let alone human? Now I live outside the territory, there are no soldiers and generals, Helong is lost, Bei Rong is prosperous, and the sons of the sons have reported. It is natural for me to exchange the benefits in front of me. The county magistrate is not as good as being in charge, let alone Gao Chang surrendering to Beirong?"

Yang Qian took the tea cup, looked at the white goat’s milk in the cup, and said angrily: “I’m a good man, Yang Qian, I don’t want to be like them. You should wear a three-foot sword and make an immortal meritorious service. !"

Yaoying laughed.

She knew that Yang Qian was determined, he would do what he said, and would rather die than surrender. He was not a reckless young man who only shouted boldly, but in the eyes of others, Yang Qian was a bit naive and childish. No wonder everyone in the city called him a ranger.

"My son, the world is like this, don't worry about it. Now I am alone and lonely, and my son's clans can naturally betray me for glory. If the Beirong Civil War, and I have soldiers and generals in my hands, there are heroes like the son who are here to help, and there are various tribes. The inside should be combined with the outside, and Wei Neng can send troops to the west. Will they still take the risk of trying to please Bei Rong?"

Yang Qian raised his head abruptly, his pupils gleaming, and two clusters of burning flames appeared in his eyes.

Yaoying's face is calm: "Since the son wants to make an immortal contribution, he shouldn't be hurt by the current frustration. Those who make big things should not stick to the gains and losses of every inch. The son should unite everyone who can unite and make friends. Everyone who can make friends, the son of the son is greedy for life and fear of death, and they also want to be rich and wealthy."

Yang Qian remained silent, pondered for a moment, renewed his spirits, his shoulders straightened.

He understood the princess's suggestion.

When he was weak, the clansmen disagreed with him. When he had the strength to unite with the Central Plains dynasty to retake Heshan, would the clansman stop him? Which family in the city does not always recall the prosperity of the past?

Yang Qian said a little bit of parchment: "These people can't be killed."

For one thing, they are not guilty of death.

Second, rash killing will only intensify contradictions.

Yaoying nodded and said, "I will send these letters to Yuchi Dharma."

Yang Qian's eyelids twitched, and the roots of his teeth suddenly became sore.

The princess is so cruel.

Although Yuchi Dharma and Mrs. Yina are husband and wife, they are incompatible with each other. The city's wealthy clan tells Mrs. Yina, it is undoubtedly a betrayal of Yuchi Dharma. The princess sends the letter to Yuchi Dharma, isn't it just killing someone with a knife?

He thought that the princess and the Buddha had been together for a long time, and planned to let go of the past and convince others with virtue!

Yaoying greeted Yang Qian's surprised gaze and smiled slightly.

If you let those people go directly, within three days, Mrs. Ina's soldiers would come to the door. She didn't want to use her life to influence those cunning people.

Yang Qian squinted his eyes and thought for a while, a little gloating: "The princess treats them like this, it's very good."

Yuchi Bodhidharma would not kill people just because of this trivial matter, but he would not let it go. Those who wanted to come would have to suffer from flesh and blood. Let them take a lesson, lest they rush to inform them whenever there is a turmoil.

After thinking about this, Yang Qian let out a long sigh, and then thought of Yaoying's situation, with a look of shame, and said: "I have nothing to do in these years, without soldiers and horses, so I can't **** the princess back to the Central Plains."

Yaoying was about to talk to him about this matter, saying: "After the son is the commander of Hexi Capital, he must be familiar with the military books, family history, I have a presumptuous request."

"The princess speaks bluntly."

Yaoying constricted her face and saluted Yang Qian, saying: "Young Master Yang is willing to recruit soldiers and horses for me to train the rebels?"

A tremor rolled across Yang Qian's muscles.

Yaoying looked at him directly, and slowly said: "The big man should be equipped with a three-foot sword, and he will be an immortal man. I think Young Master is not a thing in the pool. He will be famous in the world in the future and show his ambition."

No matter what the result is, this time at least he already knows that the Central Plains Dynasty did not completely give up the lost Heshan, and he will not die alone in despair.

Yang Qian's chest was violently ups and downs, and his eyes were as bright as stars.

...

Yuanjue was sitting outside the car, listening to the trembling voice of Yang Qian in the car, and her heart trembled.

What is this Han talking about with the princess? Why have you talked for so long?

He was in a daze, frowning, and while feeling angry, he wondered why he was angry. When the carriage stopped, he quickly gathered his mind, patrolled quickly, made sure he was safe, and signaled.

The felt curtain was lifted, and the tall Yang Qian jumped out of the carriage and strode away. He was full of vigor and spirit, and his eyes were brighter than the stars.

Yuanjue quietly rolled his eyes.

They continued to wander around the alley until they were sure that there were no tails behind and then turned back to the courtyard.

It was late at night, and there was silence everywhere, and snowflakes fluttered all over the sky.

The carriage drove into the backyard, Yuanjue jumped off the ground, turned around, wanted to help Yaoying down, lifted the felt curtain, and saw the scene of the carriage, staring for a moment.

With a dim yellow light shining, Yaoying leaned in the corner of the carriage with her arms folded, her eyelashes drooping, as if she was asleep.

She saw several groups of people today, exhausted, and her voice became hoarse when she talked to Yang Qian.

Fate felt a little embarrassed and was hesitating whether to wake her up, and the soldiers who stayed behind in the courtyard strode over.

"The princess is back? The regent wants to see the princess."

Yuanjue stayed for a while, not knowing why, suddenly felt guilty for Yaoying.