Thousand Miles of Bright Moonlight

The next morning, Li Zhongqian was really drunk again.

However, he still remembered to buy the puff pastry from Granny Zhang's house for Li Yaoying.

Yaoying took the puff pastry and held up a bowl of sober cane juice to him: "Brother, I will send someone to take Master Mengda Dipo into the palace. He has already come and is showing A Niang pulse."

Li Zhongqian hummed vaguely, drank the cane juice in one sip, fell back, lay on the felt mat, and fell asleep.

Yaoying was angry and laughing, knelt down in front of him, and patted him a few times.

Did not wake up.

"Every time, I promised well, but I still can drink..."

Yaoying whispered a few words, twisted the hot towel, and washed her face and hands for the drunk Li Zhongqian.

Li Zhongqian usually does not leave his hands with the golden hammer, his hands are full of rough cocoons, and there is a scar across the palms of his hands.

After so many years, it is still shocking to look at.

Yaoying held Li Zhongqian's broad and thick palm, brushing her fingertips across the hideous scar.

When the two hands held the pen to teach her to write, they were still thin hands with thin and long fingers.

At that time, Li Zhongqian was gloomy and gentle, gentle and graceful, reading the thick scrolls with Confucian scholars every day, writing a round and thin seal script, and painting scorched ink landscapes.

Wei County has a mild climate, with flowers blooming in spring, plum blossoms like snow, peaches and apricots.

The breeze blew, and there was a drop in front of the step.

When Li Zhongqian wrote and read, Yaoying was crawling around on the mat next to him.

I will look at the flying flowers in the sky in front of the porch for a while, and then lie back on the bookcase and watch Li Zhongqian curiously waving his ink.

Li Zhongqian picked Yaoying up, let her sit on her lap, grabbed her chubby little palm, and taught her to hold a pen.

He taught her to write her name, and taught her to draw elegant orchids.

When Yaoying was five years old, in the late spring, Li Zhongqian pointed to the colorful falling flowers in front of the porch, and taught her to recite word by word: "The guest from Gaoge went away, and the flowers flew in the small garden."

On the second day after teaching the song "Falling Flowers", Li Zhongqian returned to Jingnan to visit the tomb.

Yaoying went to Li De's side.

It's autumn when the brothers and sisters meet each other.

Li Zhongqian carried a pair of golden hammers weighing a hundred kilograms, and traveled thousands of miles alone, crossing the battlefield of the dead mountain and the sea of ​​blood, to find the dying Yaoying.

He was bruised and bloody, and hugged his sister tightly.

"Little Qi, don't be afraid, Brother A is here to pick you up."

The stab wound on Li Zhongqian's palm was left at that time.

From that day on, he never touched the scroll brush again.

He practiced hammering every day, and in response to Xie Wuliang's words, his hostility became heavier and his temper became more and more gloomy and manic.

The body is getting stronger and stronger day by day. The hands that used to hold the scrolls and draw the flowers all day gradually lost the slender and graceful elders of the family, and became what they are now.

Xie Qing's hands are better than Li Zhongqian's hands.

Yaoying sat out for a while.

She knows what people outside think of Li Zhongqian.

They said he was murderous, brutal and brutal, killing one city after another.

Yaoying persuaded Li Zhongqian.

The enemy on the battlefield is either you or I. Of course, you can't be a woman, but the city is still too cold-blooded.

Li Zhongqian chuckled and rubbed Yaoying's head.

Yaoying thought he had listened, but the next day she found that the attendants around her had changed.

Attendant Jiadao: Girl, the second son is loved by the people!

Attendant B said: Girl, please be relieved, the folks did not scold the second son.

Yaoying was upset with anger: This method of concealing one's ears and stealing the bell can't be imagined by Li Zhongqian!

Li Zhongqian, who was soundly asleep, suddenly rolled over, with his palms together, he clasped Yaoying's wrist tightly.

Yaoying was stunned, she woke up, broke off Li Zhongqian's hand, and whispered: "Only the officials are allowed to set fires, and the people are not allowed to light the lights!"

The gauze shook, and Chunru's voice came from outside: "Your lord, the mage has come out."

Yaoying left the maid to take care of Li Zhongqian, got up and went to the west wing.

Today, Deva Munda wore a robes that were popular among monks in the northern part of the Central Plains. Her appearance was neat and solemn, and she stepped out of the inner hall with her hands clasped together: "Princess, the concubine has indeed used Brahman medicine."

Feng Yu on the side lowered his head, sweating in cold sweat.

Yaoying's face sank slightly.

She knew that Concubine Xie's stupid stupidity had no cure. The invitation to Divas Mengda to enter the palace was not to treat Concubine Xie, but to find out the cause.

Concubine Xie was weirdly ill. When Yaoying was born, she was already sacred. At that time, the Tang family was dead, and the Xie family was still in full bloom. There was no sign of annihilation.

A few months ago, a Taoist priest saw the pulse of Concubine Xie and expressed his guess: Concubine Xie may have taken Brahman medicine, which would cause mental disorders.

Feng Yu in the palace didn't know much about Brahman medicine, and Yaoying was afraid that she would startle the snake, so she didn't say anything about it.

She invited Divas Munda into the palace to confirm whether the Taoist's guess was true or false.

Deva Munda didn't seem to notice the dignified atmosphere at all, and said slowly and honestly: "The Brahman medicine used by the imperial concubine should be the elixir of longevity described in "Prescriptions of Brahman Immortals". Poor monks have seen long-term use of this medicine. People who can’t sleep at night, restless every day, confusion, memory upside-down, and the same symptoms as the imperial concubine."

Yaoying asked calmly, "Master, is there a cure?"

Deva Munda shook her head with a look of compassion: "The toxin of the elixir of longevity cannot be removed, and the disease of the imperial concubine is far more serious than the people whom the poor monk has seen, and it is difficult to understand."

Yaoying knew in her heart.

Concubine Xie couldn't accept the fact that Xie Wuliang had died. Brahman medicine was the cause, and the bad news of Xie's family made her completely crazy.

She is crazy, Xie Wuliang has been alive.

Yaoying closed her eyes and calmed all her thoughts.

According to her orders, the palace people prepared gold and silver, silk, medicinal materials, and a few horses as a gift to thank Lady Munda.

Xie Qingfeng went to the political affairs hall and brought the customs clearance documents signed by several prime ministers.

Yaoying knew that Divina Munda couldn't wait to set off to the Western Regions, so she didn't leave him too much, and gave him a paperwork to send him out of the palace.

Deva Munda was startled.

He actually didn't want to go to the palace to diagnose and treat Concubine Xie.

When in Shu, Mengda Deva often dealt with high-ranking officials. Most of them were courteous and elegant. They claimed to be lay practitioners and were very keen on Buddhist rituals. However, they acted arrogantly, selfishly and coldly, and did not care about the life and death of the lower classes.

When Deva Munda left the land of Shu, the dignitaries who used to treat him as a guest immediately turned their faces, forcibly detained him and his disciples, and killed his attendants and threatened him.

He escaped from the Shu land and his determination to go to the Western Regions became stronger, but the prison of Da Ci'en Temple told him that he would die in Jincheng without a clearance document.

In order to pass the customs documents, Mengda Diva could only enter the palace at the risk of being detained by the Seven Princesses.

When the seventh princess asked him whether Xie Guifei's illness could be cured, he hesitated for a moment, but still told the truth.

Concubine Xie’s disease is indeed incurable.

Deva Munda was worried.

To his surprise, the seventh princess was not the same as the nobles he had seen before. She did not get angry, did not anger him, and did not force him to stay for the treatment of her mother.

As agreed, she happily let him go, and also prepared a generous gift for him.

The big stone that was crushing on Divas Munda's heart finally fell to the ground.

Apart from a sigh of relief, I felt regretful.

The Seventh Princess has a graceful face, clear eyes, and the light in her eyes is like a sunrise and the clouds are scattered, and the brilliance is pouring down.

Destined to Buddhism.

It is a pity that the princess does not believe in Buddha.

Deva Munda comforted Yaoying: "Princess, everything is fate, and the imperial concubine is like this, but it is not a bad thing. Good and bad are mutual cause and effect, and things are impermanent. Let it happen."

Yaoying smiled.

She didn't understand the Zen in the words of the mage, but one thing she knew very well, she would definitely find out who the poisoner was.

After leaving the palace gate, Dipo Munda solemnly said goodbye to Yaoying.

Yaoying followed his example and folded her hands together: "The road to the west is difficult and difficult. I wish Master a safe journey and everything goes well."

Mother Munda said: "Thank you princess."

Yaoying remembered something: "The Buddha that the mage wants to see, but the monarch of the Western Regions, Tamaloka?"

Deva Munda was a little surprised, nodded and said: "Exactly."

…

The royal court of the Western Regions is different from that of the Central Plains, where the power of **** is more important than that of the king. Tamaraka is both a respected Buddha and a secular king. He is the **** in the hearts of the people of the Western Regions.

He ascended to the throne as a young man. At first he was just a puppet emperor controlled by the family. He was imprisoned by ministers in Buddhist temples to practice Buddhism.

When Tamara Ka was thirteen years old, Beirong Khan led an army of 30,000 to raided the royal city.

The army led by the aristocratic family was not Bei Rong's opponent.

Tamaraka lived in a secluded Buddhist temple. When he learned the news, the Buddhist temple had been heavily surrounded.

The monk persuaded Tan Moraka to surrender. He was the son of Buddha, and Bei Rong Khan attacked the royal city in order to capture him alive and order the Western Regions.

Tamarajia did not want to be a prisoner of the Bei Rong, calmly and calmly commanded the monks and soldiers loyal to him, escaped from the royal city, and then summoned the dispersed royal army and turned around to attack the Bei Rong army.

When the two armies were fighting, the Buddha, Tamara Ka, dressed in a crimson robe, walked in front of the battle line by one person and one horse.

The robe for hunting is desolate and magnificent.

It seems like a **** descended to the world.

Encouraged by the monks and army, they burst out with astonishing fighting power and charged forward without fear of death.

More than 2,000 people in a mere drove the aggressive Northern Rong army out of the royal court.

The invincible Bei Rong Khan did not expect that he would be defeated by a young man. Thinking of the bizarre legends when the Buddha was born, he had lingering fears. He turned to the east and continued to annex other tribes on the grassland, and he did not dare to provoke the royal court easily.

The thirteen-year-old Tamara Kay defeated the imposing Bei Rong and defeated the impeccable Bei Rong. He took advantage of the unprecedented prestige and regained the royal power in one fell swoop and established his rule over the royal court.

Since then, the North Western Region has been peaceful for ten years.

…

A few years ago, a monk from the Western Regions lived in Shu by coincidence. Deva Munda had been with him for a period of time. He heard him describe the Western Region Buddha Kingdom in the yellow sand in detail, so he knew the life of Tamara Ka .

After years of wars, the Central Plains and the Western Regions have been separated for decades. Now the Western Regions believe that the Central Plains is still ruled by a unified dynasty.

The Central Plains knew even less about the Western Regions.

Deva Munda did not expect that Li Yaoying had also heard of Tamaraka's name.

In fact, Yaoying not only knows Tamara Ka, but also knows that the monk will not live for a few years.

Probably it confirmed the sentence that Huiji must be hurt. Tamara Ka’s health was not good since he was a child. When he was a teenager, he could go to the battlefield and lead the monks and soldiers in battle.

He is a devout monk who still lives in a Buddhist temple, suppressing the ambitious family as a Buddha, balancing the forces of all parties, and frightening Bei Rong.

Bei Rong Khan is afraid of Tamara Ka.

A few years later, Li Xuanzhen was also afraid.

They all wanted to seize the North Western Region in one fell swoop. The former was frightened by Tamura Ka for ten years and did not dare to attack the royal court, while the latter Li Xuanzhen also repeatedly suffered defeats.

Just like in the legend, Tamara Ka is the son of Buddha, with the blessing of gods and Buddha, invincible.

Bei Rong and Wei Dynasty had nothing to do, they could only wait for the day when Tamara Ka died of illness.

Tamarajia knew that he would live one day and the king's court would be peaceful for one day. Once he dies, the people of the Western Regions will be trampled by the iron hoof of the North Rong, the mature men will be slaughtered, and the elderly, women and children will become slaves.

He endured pain and suffering, supported the precarious King Court with a weak body, and finally passed away unfortunately.

It is said that when he died, he had been tortured into a human form by illness.

One month later, the royal court destroyed the country.

Yaoying felt a little sympathetic to Tamara Ka.

She was also frail and sickly. She was taken care of by her elder brother. She did not suffer much, but Tamaraka had to cultivate with a sickly body. In just over 20 years, she suffered every day.

Probably only an eminent monk with a strong will like him can endure so many painful torments that ordinary people can't bear.

She sighed silently in her heart, did not ask anything, and said goodbye to Divas Munda, and watched the mage walk far away surrounded by his disciples.

I don't know if the mage can meet Tamara Ka smoothly.

…

Princess House.

After Li Xuanzhen left last night, Zhu Luyun cried all night, got up in the morning and looked in the mirror, her eyes swollen like rotten peaches.

The attendant whispered: "Princess, the prince stood in the yard last night before leaving until midnight."

Zhu Luyun's red and swollen eyes filled with tears, and she cried: "What's the use of him staying until midnight? I begged him to lead soldiers to save my aunt, but he refused to say anything!"

The attendant cautiously persuaded him and said a lot of good things.

Zhu Luyun wiped away her tears: "My aunt is my only relative in this world, I must save her back!"

She read out the letter sent to her by her aunt's loyal servant, read it again, and made up her mind.

"Go to Yining Fang and tell the people of Yelu tribe that I am willing to marry!"

The attendant bowed his head, and the corners of his mouth slightly twitched.

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Deva Munda: A doctor who was deeply hurt by powerful doctors.

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Thanks to the little angels who threw the mines: Xiaopangdun, Baitianmengzhou, and witty goose

Thanks to the little angel who irrigated the nutrient solution: between the cities