Faithful to Buddha, Faithful to You - Chapter 58: : Prompt delay

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We were taken back to Wangcheng and arranged to live in the palace. Although it is not the previous luxury Wusun princess’s palace, but there is no shortage of applications, and there are also court ladies who serve. And compared to before, we are free. Lu Guang said he would listen to the Fa and let Roche accompany him every day. As a result, Roche became a consultant, and was brought by Lu Guang every day, unable to participate in any activities in the monastery.

When I heard Rosh describe his boring administrative affairs every day, I knew Lu Guang’s purpose. He didn’t want to suppress Roche anymore, and gave up his attempt to use his mouthpiece. However, Roche’s passion for career made Lu Guang wary. There are forty miles from Queli Temple to the royal city, and there are tens of thousands of monks, including residents of Subashi. It can be said that as long as Rosh is calling, it is a powerful force. Therefore, Lu Guang was not sure to put Rosh in a place beyond his control. He wanted Rosh to follow him every day to supervise him.

Tell Rosh that those in power have always been like this. Historically, the emperor did not want appealing monks to live in remote mountain forests that he did not control. Otherwise, in case there are too many believers, someone will rebel under your banner? Xuan Zang was so trusted by Tang Taizong that he requested to go to Songshan Shaolin Temple to translate the scriptures in his later years, but was severely rejected. The emperor’s extreme egoism can be seen from this.

Roche remained silent for a long time. Innate superior conditions made him arrogantly ignore worldly power. In fact, he has not yet realized that religion can never get rid of or surpass worldly power. During the Middle Ages, the Holy See spread throughout Europe, and it seemed to be the ruler of the whole Europe. However, the royal families of the small European countries were reluctant to succumb and set off religious reforms one after another. The most courageous was Henry VIII of England, who had engaged in a national religion and announced the expulsion of the Pope from the Pope. The dispute between religion and secular power is full of medieval European history. In the end, religion took a step back and became a tool of spiritual **** attached to the royal family.

Since Lu Guang broke the tortoise, everything Rosh maintained with his life and dignity has actually been at a disadvantage in the fierce confrontation with those in power. Even if we succeeded by mistake, from another perspective, isn’t it also the failure of religion? But I don’t want to tell him these political economic theories. Whether he accepts it or not, he should not be influenced by my modern thinking.

But I believe he will realize this truth in the end. So when Yao Xing appeared, he finally completed his mission with the help of worldly power. It is just that this realization takes 17 years to think about, in the seventeen years of inaction. Is it his sadness? Or, from an optimistic point of view, those seventeen years were his time to hide his glory, preparing for the last and most gorgeous journey of his life.

Leaning on his shoulder, silently passed my power to him. Anyway, for those seventeen years, I hope my company will make you happy.

“Girl Ai Qing! Oh, no, it should be a princess.”

Turning his head, he saw Duan Ye, wearing a wool robe, approaching me in the snow with his feet shallow. At the moment, I was walking on the street outside the palace, and I was going to visit the two lovely children in Guoshifu.

Duan Ye walked in front of me, made a press, and said to me with a smile: “I haven’t seen the princess for a long time, but I look much better than the day before yesterday.”

I hurried back to him. He also followed Lu Guang to the Queli Temple, but recognized me after we returned to the Wangcheng. The folk style of Guizi is open, and the palace is not so taboo. Therefore, the generals of Lu Guang can enter and leave the palace. At that time, he followed Du Jin and met me. Du Jin told him that I was the Princess Guizi who was married to Archbishop Kumoroshi. The shock on his face lasted for a long time.

“Princess, it’s freezing cold, Duan Mou asked the princess to drink a glass of warm wine, how?” Duan Ye pointed to the restaurant next to the street and hinted at me with his eyes. I nodded, just right, I also want to get some news from him.

Duan Ye asked for an elegant room, we let the waiter wait outside. When we were left in the room, Duan Ye lowered his voice and said, “Princess, Chang’an is pushing for the Murong of the Xianbei people. The king is helpless and urgently issued four edicts to urge General Lu to return to Changan.”

I looked up at him silently. Murong Chong, the commentary in “The Book of Jin” is “Long Yang”, the youngest son of former Yan Emperor Murong Jun. Qian Yan was exterminated by Fu Jian. Murong Chong entered the Fu Jing Jian’s harem with her sister Qinghe at the age of twelve. Wang Meng persuaded him many times before Fu Jian released him from the palace to become the guardian of Pingyang.

Duan Ye snorted: “This Murong white-kun nickname Phoenix, formerly in Chang’an City, had a proverb: “Phoenix Phoenix stops Afang”. The King of Heaven thought it was auspicious, planting hundreds of thousands of sycamores and bamboos in Afang City, waiting for the Phoenix It is ridiculous that Murong Chong defeated the king of the army in Afang, did he not respond to the words of Chen Wei? The king did not listen to Wang Jingluo’s advice, so indulging the Xianbei people, but now he has such a field.” (Note: Wang Mengzi Jingluo)

The Xianbei people are not of the same race as the Han people, they have fair skin and are vigorous and healthy. Murong’s royal family did all the handsome men and beauties, and they were called Bairu. Murong Chong was only twenty-five years old at this time, and brought a group of people together, but he forced the end of the powerful crossbow to give up Chang’an. After fleeing, he was caught by Qiang Yao Yao. In May 385 AD, the tragic hero of the Sixteen Kingdoms, Fu Jian, was killed by Yao Ren, a villain who fell into the rock. Murongchong, who has the appearance of a country and a city, conquered Chang’an and indulged the soldiers to burn, rob, and loot, turning the fertile soil of Qianliguanzhong into Abi hell. And because he was afraid of Uncle Murong’s strength, he dared not go back to Xianbei’s hometown. Less than a year after claiming to be Emperor, he was killed by his men and was only 27 years old when he died.

This thrilling history is being staged in Chang’an, the ancient capital thousands of miles away from me, and I am naturally filled with emotion. But what is Duan Ye telling me this?

Seeing the doubts in my eyes, Duan Ye continued to lower his voice and said: “Now General Lu is hesitant. If he returns to Chang’an, if today Wang is caught between the Xianbei and Qiang people, the future is worrying. General Lu’s return is also a loss of soldiers, and he will not be reconciled. If the King of Heaven crosses this disaster, General Lv will also be in trouble.”

“What did you want to do as a concubine?” I sipped warm tea quietly.

“Now the Master is following General Lv. If he can use the power of the Master to persuade General Lv to return to Chang’an with his words, although General Lv does not believe in Buddha, the words of General Lv should be heard.”

I thought about it, and asked, “Why did Duan join the army and want General Lu to go back?”

“Like most people in the army, Duan’s family is in Guanzhong and misses his parents, wives and children, so he hopes to return.” He smiled deeply, his voice lowered, “‘The first show of Huaguang is Jiankang, achievements ‘Hexi’. No matter where the Jiankang Hexi is, it cannot be the Western Region. For Duanmou to succeed, he must not stay in Guizi all the time.”

I opened my mouth, but it was speechless. He originally hit this idea. Regardless of Duan Ye’s own skills, he is as ambitious as the men who pretend to be heroes in this era. After being silent for a while, he said: “The concubine has been out for a long time and it’s time to leave.”

Standing up and walking towards the door, he paused a little bit: “I’m afraid that the Master alone can’t make General Lu decide. Why didn’t Duan Shenjun try to ask General Du to persuade? If it’s too late to go back, I’m afraid the world has divided the final decision, Lu The general can only get the cold soup.”

Of course, Lu Guang’s final decision was to go. It is now the end of December, and the Silk Road is blocked by heavy snow. So he would have to spend at least two months before starting. That day, he analyzed the situation in Central Plains with Roche, and then said: “Rosh, you have to persuade him to return to Central Plains.”

According to historical records, Lu Guang returned after hearing Rosh’s advice. But I don’t believe Roche could have such a great influence on him. The hostility between the two of them cannot be eliminated so quickly. He lingered, on the one hand to search for the wealth of Qizi, on the other hand was watching the situation in Zhongyuan. And he did not leave because he was afraid of Jianjian, but he intended to grab a piece of land from the fallen Qin Empire. After all, in the Western Regions, due to geographical reasons, each small oasis country in the Gobi Desert, the strength of a single country is too small, but to occupy the entire Western Region, the management cost is too high. It is not as good as the fertile land of the Central Plains, and it is easier to establish a stable regime. What’s more, his soldiers are all from Guanzhong. After a long time, they must return home. Therefore, the trade-off is the best policy. Now, as long as Rosh and Du Jin strike from the side, his decision should be decided in the near future.

“Roshi understands. If you can let him go, it will be a great blessing to Guizi.” Looking down at the goose feathers snowing out of the window, his eyes flowed. In another two months, he will leave his homeland and never return from his hometown. Fingers intertwined into his hands, leaning on his shoulders, listening to the sound of snow falling outside together, this is the last time I saw the beautiful snow scene of Guizi.

Lu Guang was very lively during the Chinese New Year. Di people have been Chineseized for a long time, and their customs are no different from that of Han people. There were lanterns everywhere in the palace. On New Year’s Eve we were invited to the New Year’s dinner in the main hall. Lu Guang announced that he would return to the Central Plains in spring, and the generals cheered unanimously. Lu Guang specifically said to Roche that at the order of King Qin, he would go to Chang’an to lecture. Roche nodded calmly. When the singing and dancing performance began, Lu Guang did not allow Rosh to leave the room early, but only promised him to replace the wine with water. Until midnight, the fireworks in the sky ended, and arrived in 385 AD. The biggest historical event that happened this year was Fu Jian’s death. With his death, the Central Plains reshuffled.

This year, Murongchong, the Xianbei, who served as the male servant Fujian, became the emperor and Xiyan in history. Because of the chaos of the regime, it only perished in one year. This Xiyan was not counted in the Sixteen Kingdoms.

This year, Yao Chang, the first owner of the post-Qin Dynasty, strangled Fu Jian with a bow string and attacked Murongchong, who occupied Changan. He entered Changan in the second year, and since then Qin used Changan as the capital, until Liu Yu went north to destroy Qin.

This year, Longxi Xianbei Qi Fu Guoren established a political power in southern Gansu and northern Qinghai. Because of its weak power, it is attached to several powerful regimes, only called Shan Yu, Du Du, King Qin. History is called Xiqin.

It was also in this year that a hero appeared on the grasslands of Inner Mongolia. The Xianbei Tuoba Department, under the leadership of 16-year-old Tuoba Gui, returned to China and established the Northern Wei Dynasty. In 439 AD, the Northern Wei Dynasty wiped out the last of the 16 countries, Beiliang, and northern China. After a chaos of 135 years, it was finally unified. From then on, the confrontation between the Northern and Southern Dynasties lasted for 150 years, until Sui unified the country.

I made a snowman with Qi Siyong in the yard. The two children were wrapped tightly, and the little red face made people love it. When the snowman was piled up, playing rock-paper-scissors, whoever lost it was blindfolded to hide and seek. I deliberately lost, blindfolded as a big bad wolf, and the two Little Red Riding Hoods went crazy.

“Ha! Caught!” Huh? No, this figure is definitely not a child.

Pulling down the blindfold, Vishati stood before me with a smile: “Ai Qing, you are as stupid as 20 years ago!”

He got a snowball on him, it wasn’t me who smashed it, although I missed it. Guess giggled and ran away, and it was Volsetti’s turn to become a big bad wolf. He played around for a while and saw that the children were sweating and asked the servant to take them to change to clean clothes.

I looked at the children and smiled with emotion: “Ah, I really want to have such a cute child.”

“If you were willing to marry me, they would be your children.”

Suddenly he looked up and saw that he was raising his eyebrows at me, smiling handsomely, still handsome. There was a trance, as if I saw the man who said to me, “You want your husband to be an ordinary person”. When he saw that I was silent, he coughed and said softly, “Go inside, you’re sweating, so you don’t get cold.”

Xiao Xuan is doing needlework while roasting a fire in the hall. Seeing Vrsati, her brows were filled with joy, and she stepped forward to take his coat.

“These days are very busy. Lu Guangxin is too greedy, and he wants everything to be evacuated.” He whispered and grumbled dissatisfiedly, “Wang promised to let him go.”

He walked over to the brazier, caught a piece of charcoal in, and said, “Lv Guang has already set off to leave on March 1. He said that he brought his elder brother to teach Fujian.” He sneered, “Where is Fujian now?” There are also thoughts and suggestions. If he falls, the situation in the Central Plains will be in chaos.”

Looking up at me, my eyes are full of worries: “Ai Qing, you and your elder brother are going to the Central Plains now. It’s dangerous.”

“How can we do it ourselves?” I looked at the brazier that was burning red and smiled bitterly. “You can rest assured that nothing will happen on the road. We will not go to Chang’an, but stay in Gu Zang.”

“Will you come back?” After a moment of silence, I finally asked about this sad topic.

“I don’t know, hope.” I dare not look into his eyes, knowing that there is no hope of seeing you again in this life, and my heart is twisted. “Tonight, I have to go back.” I stood up to say goodbye to Xiaoxuan and hurried away.

“Wait!” Fawshadip pulled me, light gray eyes kept falling on my face, opening her mouth but not speaking.

“I…” His chest was up and down, his eyes fluttering away, and he said blankly, “I’ll send you this snow.”

“No need…” I also glanced away, but I saw that Xiao Xuan took his coat and put on him silently.

We walked in the snow and pulled out a short distance. Goose feathers and heavy snow fell one after another, and soon a white piled on his shoulders. He did not take the usual road, but detoured into an alley behind the palace. No one was inside, only our rustling footsteps echoed in the snow.

The tall figure walking in front of me paused. He turned to look at me and said seriously: “Ai Qing, tell me the truth, can I see you again?”

I closed my eyes and stared at him carefully when I opened it again, sculpting his face in strokes in my head and muttered:

“Xing Xing Xing Xing Xing, separate from Junsheng. For more than ten thousand miles, each is in the world.

The road is blocked and long, and the meeting is safe. Huma follows the north wind, and the southern branch of the Yue Bird’s Nest.

The day is far away, and the day has been slow. Floating in the clouds, the wanderer ignored it.

Sijun is old, and the years are too late. Don’t give up donating, and try to add meals ”

“Ai Qing…”

With my sad voice, he breathed heavily, and tears gathered in his big eyes. Shaking hand to me, stroking my shoulder. When the last word was finished, he was sobbing and he hugged me into his arms. Put it on his shoulder and feel his wide chest. The snow that flew to his face quickly melted, mixed with tears, and fell off coldly, like my state of mind.

“Take care of Xiao Xuan and the children…” I choked, “I will always miss you…”

“I will…” He wiped my tears away, but his tears could not help it. The corners of his mouth tremble, and he hasn’t spit out complete sentences several times. Suddenly inhaled, shouting hard: “Take care…”

“I will.” I also shouted hard, it seems that only this way is enough to express my heart, “Vishati, thank you for everything you did for me…”

Bringing me into my arms again, the strength in my arms is greater than a while: “You know, as long as you can be happy, I will do anything…”

“I am very happy, really, very happy. You brought me to me, thank you…”

I leaned in front of the window, staring blankly at a delicate hairpin in my hand. A string of fine beads hung from the mouth of the Phoenix made of gold flakes. This was given to me by Vrsati when she said goodbye to me. He still remembers my birthday. He put a cold kiss on my forehead as I did when I left. A kiss for a lifetime…

“What are you looking at?”

Quickly wiped his face with both hands, turned his head and smiled at him. His eyes kept falling on the hairpins in my hands. After a while, he took out a box from his arms and handed it to me.

I opened it, and inside were two small gold rings, simple flower shapes, but very beautiful. He pulled my left hand and put the small one on the ring finger. Then he put his hand in front of me and looked at me with a smile.

He once asked me what a modern wedding is like. I described it to him and told him that men and women would exchange wedding rings and wear them on the ring finger of their left hand. Unexpectedly, he remembered it.

Put the big one on his ring finger, and I looked up at him. He still smiled softly, picked up the hairpin and inserted it into my hair.

“happy Birthday!”

He pressed my ear and sang gently. The tune has run out of shape, but I can still hear it was the birthday song I taught him and Vshatti 23 years ago. His soft voice was like fairy music, stroking my heartstrings one by one.

“It’s been a long time since I saw you.” After singing, he hugged me, “Cry if you want to cry…”

In his warm arms, I finally cried uncontrollably…