Thousand Miles of Bright Moonlight

Although no one was injured in the Beirong mission, they were still shocked.

Yuanjue called the post house officials and asked them to send the mission back to the post house for detention.

The official said embarrassingly: "The Bei Rong people are detained for no reason. What should the Bei Rong people do if they make trouble?"

Yuanjue took out the confessions of the guards and Zhu Luyun, and sneered: "Let them make trouble. With these things, even if Wakhan Khan comes to the holy city in person, these people have to be locked up!"

Seeing his confidence, the official responded yes.

All the guards were **** with their hands and taken away. They found each other's hands were good, and realized that they had been fooled, they all clamored, saying that Yaoying had been tortured to extract a confession just now, and the confession was not counted.

The official lifted off the guard's robes and looked at it coldly, and said coldly, "You haven't got a piece of oily skin on your body. Where can you extract a confession? This is the holy city, and the Buddha is on the top. You can't tolerate your sophistry!"

In front of the courtyard, Yaoying slowly walked downstairs surrounded by her own soldiers, put on her veil, and saddled on her horse.

Zhu Luyun rushed up with the corner of her skirt: "Qiniang...Li Xuanzhen..."

Before she came forward, the soldiers stepped forward to stop her, and the scabbard lightly blocked her. She shook her body and fell back onto the snow.

Yaoying held the reins tightly in one hand, sat on the horseback, turned her head and looked at Zhu Luyun on the ground.

"Princess Fukang forgot what I just said?"

Zhu Luyun raised her head, her face was humiliated and unwilling.

Yaoying said word by word: "The princess remembered it. From now on, stay away from me. It's better to walk around me. My soldiers won't be so polite all the time."

The soldier stood forward and made a motion of drawing a knife.

Zhu Luyun glanced at the long knife in the hands of her soldiers and shrank.

Yaoying immediately took a few steps forward, lowering the soft whip in her hand, and with a clatter, she hooked Zhu Luyun's arm and pulled her to her feet.

"Zhu Luyun, do you remember?"

Zhu Luyun waved her arms and tried to get rid of the whip, her face gloomy.

The crisp sound of friction slowly sounded, and the long knife in the hand of the soldier was unsheathed, chilling.

Zhu Luyun stopped struggling, gritted her teeth, and nodded.

Yaoying said indifferently: "What do you remember?"

Zhu Luyun suddenly raised her head and glared at Yaoying.

Yaoying looked down at her, her face covered with a vermilion veil, her pupils swayed in autumn and her eyes were calm.

An inexplicable shame came to her heart, Zhu Luyun's face was pale, and she reluctantly said: "I won't pester Qiniang again. When I see Qiniang, I will stay away from you."

Yaoying smiled: "You have to remember."

Zhu Luyun breathed a sigh of relief.

Yaoying glanced at her, and suddenly the conversation changed: "Just now, did you want to say that Li Xuanzhen would avenge you? It was like the Mid-Autumn Festival that year when Li Xuanzhen vented for you and killed my fine dog?"

Zhu Luyun shook her whole body, her lips pressed tightly, her face pale.

That was a few years ago.

After the Mid-Autumn Festival is the time of hunting, the young Lang of Wei County went into the mountains in groups to go hunting in groups, and the girls also rode horses to join in the excitement and watch the Mid-Autumn Lantern scenery in the mountains. Zhu Luyun saw the scene where the children of the wealthy family in Jinyi and Huafu hugged and galloped back and forth, and remembered the tragedy of the Zhu family’s decay, and grief came from it. Annoyed, she threw away her entourage, and ran into the mountains on horseback. She just hit Li Yaoying, who was bored with Li Zhongqian when she went out, and was so frightened by her small dog that she fell off her horse and hurt her hand.

Later Li Xuanzhen came, bowed her bow in front of Li Yaoying and shot her small dog with her own hands.

Zhu Luyun was full of bitterness and bitterness at the time, only remembering to be angry with Li Xuanzhen after he was hurt, and ignored him for a few months, and had forgotten the small dog long ago.

Just a dog.

When Li Yaoying mentioned it, Zhu Luyun thought of the dog.

She was pale.

Yaoying used her hand to pull Zhu Luyun to the horse, leaned over, and looked at her: "Zhu Luyun, when you see Li Xuanzhen, tell him that I will wait for him to avenge you."

There must be a break between them.

Zhu Luyun slowly opened her eyes, Li Yaoying was not afraid of Li Xuanzhen?

Yaoying let go of her whip and turned her horse around.

Behind her, Zhu Luyun staggered a few times and fell to the ground.

Before she got up, Yaoying's soldiers walked up to her and stared at her coldly: "Ms. Zhu, we have heard what you said just now. In the future, you will stay away from our princess. Otherwise, we will see you once. , Hit you once! We are vulgar people, and we will die forever!"

After that, he slapped Zhu Luyun with a long knife in his hand.

The sword wind was fierce, thirsty for human blood, Zhu Luyun was frightened.

The tip of the knife, which was shining with dazzling cold light, stopped abruptly when it was a few inches from the tip of her nose.

Zhu Luyun was sitting in the snow, feeling lingering in her heart, unable to recover for a long while.

The post house official stepped forward and signaled Zhu Luyun to accompany him back to the post house: "Princess, please."

Zhu Luyun looked around.

Since arriving in Yizhou, all the attendants who had brought her from the Central Plains around her were transferred away by her aunt. The guards who escorted her to the royal court were all her aunts, and there was not a single person around her who could be used.

No one really took her to heart, only Li Xuanzhen was obedient to her.

Zhu Luyun bit her lip and had nothing to do, so she could only leave with the officials.

In the depths of the long street, several sneaky figures probe their heads, wait and see for a while, whispering.

"Go back and report to the princess!"

One of them agreed and ran in the direction of the post house.

...

Before leaving the shop, Yaoying picked out a few pieces of Persian brocade with Lianzhu pattern and asked her soldiers to send them to her sister and brother Yuchi.

A pair of children of Yuchi Dharma were placed in the caravan. The two brothers and sisters are now the nephews and nieces of the Persian businessman. The people in the caravan don't know their true identities.

In the first few days after leaving Gaochang, Yaoying received several letters from Yang Qian one after another, and then she disconnected. The two places are separated by the gravelly Gobi and large tracts of quicksand. Looking around, the direction is unrecognizable in the ice and snow. Only animal bones and camel dung are used as road signs, which is inconvenient and difficult to communicate.

Relying on the caravan to deliver news is the safest way now, but the caravan goes too slowly. The situation is changing rapidly, but it takes two or three months for them to bring the news.

So Yaoying still doesn't know what happened in Beirong these days.

For better or worse, Wakhan Khan must have blocked the news.

Yaoying frowned in thought.

Yuanjue followed her, seeing her frowning, did not dare to say anything.

The team left the long street and slowly headed north.

The voices were gone, the roadside was sparsely populated, and the long walls lay across the undulating rocks. Yaoying recovered from her thoughts and found that the rows of two-story buildings in the city were no longer visible around her.

She turned her head and asked Yuanjue: "Where is this going?"

After getting the confession, she was going to go directly to Wangsi.

Yuanjue replied, "Go to the sand garden."

"Where is the sand garden?"

Destiny sells Guanzi: "The princess will know when she goes."

Yaoying raised her eyebrows.

Yuanjue asked a few guards of the royal court to return to Wangsi to report the letter, and took Yaoying to continue north, and rode up a high earth cliff, and came to a cliff. There was a flat earth platform on the cliff, white snow, and the wind howled.

Yaoying wrapped her cloak tightly, shivering with the cold.

Yuanjue pointed to the valley under the earth cliff: "Princess, look, there is a sand garden."

Yaoying looked in the direction of his fingers. There was a river passing under the cliff. Now the river is still covered with thick ice. There is a large open and gentle snowfield on the riverside, with many undulating, neatly arranged cone-shaped small rocks scattered among them. .

"what is that?"

Yuanjue said: "Those are eagle piers. Eagles only build nests on cliffs and are not easy to tame. These are stone piers that allow young eagles to rest their wings and look around. Now the eagles have not yet returned to their nests. In the evening, these eagle piers The meeting will be full of young eagles."

Yaoying looked yearning.

Yuanjue continued: "Princess, the sand garden is where the Royal Guards tamed the faithful eagles and falcons. The best faithful eagles and falcons are here in the north and south of Congling."

He paused and looked at Yaoying.

"You can pick an eagle."

Yaoying's eyes widened.

...

After half an hour, Yaoying returned to Wangsi with an eagle.

She clenched her feet tightly along the way, for fear of accidentally letting the eagle she chose be released.

She was worrying about how to pass news to Yang Qian and Yuchi Dharma. With this faithful eagle, she was able to solve the problems that bothered her.

Yuanjue couldn't laugh or cry, and said: "Princess, don't worry, the eagle in the sand garden is well-trained. Even if you loosen your stumbling, it will fly back."

Yaoying thought for a while, she still didn't dare to let go of her fingers, touched the eagle's wings, and whispered, "What if this eagle doesn't like me, if it really flies away?"

Her expression is serious.

Yuanjue was taken aback and found that she was really worried, and couldn't help laughing.

Yaoying knew that he was laughing at herself, the corners of her mouth curled slightly, followed by a smile, and fed the eagle on her shoulders a piece of dried meat.

This eagle was chosen by herself. It has dark feathers and a black glow. Each of its wings has a soft golden hair. The bottom of the wings is snow-white. When the wings are opened, it has sharp claws and sharp beaks, majestic and majestic.

When Yuanjue took her to pick a letter eagle, she picked this one at a glance.

Several people returned to the Wang Temple from the side door guarded by the guards. The eagle on Yaoying's shoulder attracted the attention of many people.

The guard leads Yaoying and Yuanjue to see Tamaraga.

A tall figure wandered in front of the promenade, seeing Yaoying, greeted him, and his eyes fell on the black eagle on her shoulder, startled.

"General Ashina!"

Yaoying quickened her pace, greeted her with a smile, and let him see the eagle she had chosen.

"Thank you the general for giving the eagle generously."

Yaoying smiled and said, Yuanjue told her that the sand and animal gardens in the holy city are under Bi Suo's jurisdiction, and this eagle was given to her by Bi Suo.

Ashina Bisuo looked blank.

Yuanjue stood behind Yaoying, pointed at the eagle and on the top of her head, making a gesture of folding her hands together, winking at Bi Suo, blinking her eyelids, and almost rolled her eyes.

The king had ordered that he didn't have to tell the princess that the eagle was sent by him.

Bi Suo narrowed his eyes, understood, the corners of his mouth curled up, and smiled: "The princess likes it."

There is a scaffold under the front porch, Yaoying put the black hawk on it, tied her feet, and fed it with jerky meat.

Ashina Bisuo stood beside her, stretched out his hand to tease Black Hawk, just raised his arm, and let out a groan.

Yaoying glanced at him, seeing that he didn't seem to be pretending, and asked with concern: "I heard that the general was injured a few days ago, how is the general better now?"

Bi Suo smiled and patted his arms: "I accidentally scratched my skin, it's almost healed."

He raised his other hand and touched the black eagle.

"Did the princess name it?"

Yaoying pointed to the dazzling golden color on the eagle's wings, and smiled: "When I get up, I'll be called General Jin."

Bi Suo laughed, thinking that the princess would take an elegant name such as "Chasing the Wind" and "Ling Yun".

Yaoying remembered something and asked, "What is the name of the wizard's eagle?"

She seemed to have never heard Tamaraga calling his goshawk.

Bi Suo replied: "The king didn't name the goshawk, but the Chinese guards and the people of the court called it Jialouluo privately."

Yaoying chuckled, Garuda is the legendary king of birds, and the goshawk of Tamaraga is a divine bird in the eyes of the people.

When the two were talking, there was a loud noise in the front yard. The monks and soldiers were entangled with someone, and their footsteps were messy.

The quarrel grew louder, and a guard walked quickly across the corridor with a solemn expression.

Bi Suo stopped him, "Who is arguing outside?"

The guard trot to him, whispering a few words.

Bi Suo's expression changed slightly, frowned, and glanced at Yaoying.

"Princess, you go to the side hall and sit down first, the king has important matters to deal with."

He motioned to Yuanjue to take Yaoying away.

Yaoying didn't ask much, and immediately quit with Black Hawk.

She had just turned the corridor, and a large group of people rushed to the other side of the corridor. Seeing their clothes, it seemed that they were all princes and nobles.

Bi Suo greeted those people, and asked a few words in a low voice.

The expressions on the faces of those people were excited, and they couldn't care to talk to him in detail, and said, "Where's the king? We want to see the king!"

"Don't stop me from anyone!"

"It shouldn't be too late, just wait for the king's order!"

"Is the king scared? Sultan Gu is dead, and the king can't get out of it?"

Bi Suo couldn't stop everyone, his face was gloomy.

A group of people rushed forward, lifted the felt curtain, and scrambled into the main hall.

The monks and soldiers in the corridor did not step forward to stop them.

Yaoying retracted her gaze, and went to the side hall as Fate felt.

The side hall is separated from the main hall by a courtyard. The walls are solid and thick stone walls, but Yaoying, who is sitting by the fire in the house, can still hear the noise coming from the main hall.

For half an hour, arguing, cursing, and roaring through the courtyard wall echoed in the empty courtyard.

Yuanjue looked worried and stood up from time to time and walked outside to look around.

Yaoying watched him feel restless, and said, "I'm waiting here, not going anywhere. Go to the Buddha's side to see if you can help."

Yuanjue shook his head: "The king wants me to protect the princess. Without the king's order, I can't leave the princess."

With a nervous look on his face, he was walking around the room with a saber in his hand. After walking, he didn't know how many laps, but the noise slowly stopped.

After a while, there was a knock on the door.

The monk with a knife walked into the house and motioned to Yaoying: "Princess Wen Zhao, General Ashina invites you to come."