Thousand Miles of Bright Moonlight

The incense in front of the hall is lingering, and the prayer flags are lightly raised.

The prison slowly stepped forward to greet Li Yaoying, clasping his hands together: "I don't know if the princess is coming, the poor monk is rude."

Instructed the monk to prepare for the memorial service, and asked her to go to the main courtyard.

Li Yaoying smiled and shook her head: "The mage doesn't need to be polite. I don't have to go to the Three Treasures Hall to disturb the mage's purification."

In the troubled times, the people were displaced and precarious, seeking comfort and relief from Buddhism.

The noble family worships Buddhism, and the names of Uncle Xie and Concubine Xie come from Sanskrit, one is Wuliang and the other is Manwuan.

The Li family does not have this tradition, Yaoying has no knowledge of Buddhism, and all he knows about Shamen is only a popular novel that will be passed down to later generations.

She didn't come to pray for incense today.

After a few polite words, she directly stated her intentions.

The superintendent breathed a sigh of relief, and said with a smile: "Princess wait a minute, Master Munda Depo happened to be in the monastery today."

Yaoying smiled, "So, Master Lao sent a monk to introduce me."

The Supervisory Yuan was taken aback, then smiled.

He has received many nobles these days. Not long after the establishment of the new dynasty, the royal family was arrogant and arrogant. He was sincere and frightened. He thought that the seventh princess was also a difficult one. He did not expect that although the princess did not believe in the Buddha, she was modest and polite, which was really rare.

The prison found a known guest monk and took Li Yaoying to see Deva Munda.

The Zhike Seng advanced hospital notified and sent a greeting card written by Li Yaoying.

Not long after, the servant of Dipo Munda came out from the door and respectfully invited Li Yaoying into the house.

Deva Munda had just finished morning class and sat on the futon to meet Li Yaoying.

He is from Tianzhu, with a high nose and deep eyes, a broad-mouthed face. From his face, he is about fifty years old. His light brown eyes are shining with gentle light. He is dressed in a dung-sweeping suit. He has a good temperament and speaks Chinese very well. typical.

Yaoying rarely deals with monks, and the other party is a foreigner again, and he hesitates for a moment.

Deva Munda asked: "Is the princess worried about Lingtang?"

He walks in troubled times, and he often interacts with high-ranking officials and nobles, and he is not a person who is not ordinary.

Yaoying nodded, and the reason for her visit was already written on the post: "I heard that the mage is excellent in medical skills, and I also asked the mage to move the respect to see the pulse of my mother."

It is impossible for Xie Wuliang and the other Xie family children to come back from the dead. Concubine Xie’s heart disease is unresolvable, and she seeks a doctor for another matter.

Deva Munda smiled and said: "The Buddha is compassionate, I dare not shy away from the princess's request."

A big stone fell in Yaoying's heart, and she made an appointment with Dipo Munda to send someone to the Dacien Temple to take him into the palace the next day, leave a generous gift, and leave.

A Han disciple of Dipo Munda sent Li Yaoying out of the Great Ci'en Temple, but he stopped talking several times.

Yaoying turned his eyes on the disciple's face, and said with a chuckle: "The mage has taken the time to diagnose and treat Amu. I am very grateful. If there is anything to relieve the mage, I hope to let me know."

The disciple was relieved, and said: "Don't hide the princess, the master is about to go west. In addition to paying homage to the relic, he came to Jingzhao Mansion this time to clear the customs."

Yaoying suddenly realized.

It is strange that Deva Munda is so polite, because it turns out that she has something to ask for.

The Wei Dynasty established the country and the borders were tight. To set foot on the westward road steadily, Divina Munda must have a customs clearance certificate, otherwise he would be shot and killed by the guards when he left Jincheng.

She smiled and said: "It's not difficult, I will send someone to send the mage to the mage tomorrow."

Asking for a customs clearance document is nothing but a piece of cake for her.

The disciple hurriedly thanked him.

Yaoying asked curiously: "Why does the mage go to the Western Regions?"

After decades of chaos in the Western Regions, Tubo, Turks, Xianbei, Uyghurs, Khitan, Tatar...tribal forces of all sizes are intertwined, fighting each other, how can they be a mess.

The prosperous Silk Road in the past is full of dead bones, and merchants who want money and life dare not set foot in the Western Regions.

Wasn't Mengda afraid that she would be killed by the bandits as soon as she stepped out of the Central Plains?

The disciple replied: "In the Western Regions, there is a Buddhist kingdom with thousands of scriptures and more than a hundred kalans. From the sovereign to the common people are people who worship the Buddha. It is said that their generation of monarchs is both a king and an eminent monk. Hui, three-year-old to understand the writing, seven-year-old to understand the scriptures, more than ten years old to teach the Dharma, famous in the Western Regions. The master has long wanted to travel and discuss the Dharma with the eminent monk. The master said that he is dedicated to the Buddha, and the Buddha will surely know how to do it. May he be safe and sound."

Western Region Buddha Country?

Shule, Qiuci, Gaochang, Yutian, or Yanqi?

The famous monk monarch of the Western Regions...

Yaoying had a name in her mind.

If she guessed correctly, the high monk that Deva Munda wanted to meet should be that person.

A person who made Li Xuanzhen unable to rest easy.

A person who died young and the news of his death came out that the civil and military ministers of a dozen large and small countries, including the Wei Dynasty, Tubo, the Northern Golden Horde, and Khitan, breathed a sigh of relief at the same time.

On the way back to the palace, Li Yaoying made an estimate in her heart.

Deva Munda is now setting off, and she should be able to find the kingdom of the Buddha before the eminent monk passes away and discuss the Dharma with that eminent monk.

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There was noisy voices in the ears, and the oncoming breeze was faintly mixed with aromas of wine, cream powder, scallops, and butter biscuits.

Cars and horses jammed the road, copper bells sounded, and the closer to the imperial city, there were more and more cars, horses and pedestrians on the road.

Wusunma was tame and docile, and gradually slowed down.

Pedestrians on both sides of the road cast their surprised eyes. The woman in the ox cart and mule cart in front of her lifted the curtain to look back, her gaze fell on Li Yaoying's face, and she hurriedly ordered her servants to avoid to the side of the road.

Li Yaoying returned to her senses, only to find that she was engrossed in thinking about things, and forgot to put on her drapery hat when she came out of the Ci'en Temple.

Xie Qing handed over the Tuanlong brocade hat, she took it, looked up at the walls of the left and right squares, and found that she had passed Xuanyang Square, and further ahead were Pingkang Square where the Qinlou Chu Hall was lined up, and Chongren Square where Gaomen Xianhuan lived. .

Regardless of war or peace, this place is the first-class prosperous place in Chang'an.

No wonder the front is crowded.

Xie Qing glanced behind him: "Your lord, do you want to drive them away?"

Yaoying Yu Guang glanced at a short distance behind her, put on her drapery, bowed her head and adjusted the sling: "Don't worry about it."

Every time they go out of the palace, the wealthy children in Beijing who are idle in the shadow of the family are like a swarm of bees smelling the sweet scent of nectar, hula la and follow her enthusiastically.

She never ignored them.

A dozen feet away behind them, young boys in Jinyi robes and Eguanbo belts caught Li Yaoying's eyes before putting on the drapery hat, and the blood surged all over, whispering: "Seven princesses are watching us!"

"The Seventh Princess smiled at me!"

"Your tricks are nothing short of nothing. Why is the seventh princess smiling at you? Don't be affectionate!"

The young boys flushed with excitement.

But no one dared to step forward.

No one wants to be the second Xue Golang.

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During the Shangyuan Festival this year, the alleys of Chang'an City were empty and the lanterns were like daylight.

The children of the family in Beijing heard that the seventh princess was viewing the lanterns in Xuanyangfang, but the second prince of the little overlord was not in Beijing, so he immediately rushed over.

The seven princesses have a round bun on the hair, a golden lotus crown, and a petite pomegranate flower woven gold lapel narrow-sleeved brocade robe, foot leather boots, a leather belt on the waist, and an ordinary rich and wealthy man dressed up, not elaborately decorated, but still not Covering the country's colors, the hair on the temples is like a cloud under the brilliant lights, and the cheeks are snowy.

The young men's hearts are like a drum, and they are far behind.

Who knows that Xue Jiawu Lang drank some Jiannan Burning Spring before going out, drunk, and went straight forward, shaking his head and reading a few unbearable **** poems to the seventh princess!

The young men were furious and were about to rebuke Xue Wu. The seventh princess raised her eyes and glanced at Xue Wulang faintly.

In the next moment, the house next to the princess will immediately violently, and the long knife will be out of its sheath.

After brushing it a few times, Xue Wu's grimace mask on top of his head broke from the middle and broke into several pieces.

Xue Liang's blade was only one finger away from the tip of Xue Wu's nose. He shook like a sieve, staggered and fell to the ground, urinating his pants in fright.

The Seventh Princess didn't even look at Xue Wu. She picked a pair of blue-faced Yaksha masks with fangs to envelop her face. Lianbu moved lightly, and continued to walk around the lantern market.

The young men were stunned and sweated out of shock.

Three days later, when the second prince returned to Beijing heard about the incident, he was furious.

With one hammer down, Xue Wu lost half of his life on the spot, and had to stand up and kowtow to apologize.

Xue Taiwei and the old lady interceded for Xue Wu.

Prime Minister Zheng who lives next door rushed to make peace.

The second prince was unmoved.

If the seventh princess hadn't sent someone to stop the second prince, Xue Wu would be a waste.

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Since then, when the Seventh Princess went out of the palace, the young men would still fight and chase, but they would never dared to make a joke.

If the seventh princess and the second prince go together, the timid will not even dare to show their faces.

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I don't know what's going on ahead, the road is still crowded, the driver is waving his long whip impatiently, and the intersection is crowded.

Passing vehicles are stuck in the middle of the road, complaining one after another.

Li Yaoying waited for a while, then sent Xie Qing to the front to check why the road was blocked.

After a while, Xie Qing returned with a strange expression on his face.

Yaoying asked: "What's the matter?"

Xie Qing looked down and said nothing.

Yaoying's heart burst.

Without waiting for her to ask, the crowd in front suddenly dispersed, giving way to the road.

With a mournful cry from far and near, a few military men in black armor drove the three young girls, swaggering from the direction of Dongshi, and went straight to Chongrenfang.

The young girls were all fifteen or sixteen years old. They looked back while walking, crying out of breath.

The army man yelled, and the girls trembled with fright, and stopped crying, the three of them shrank into a ball, tears streaming down their faces.

Pedestrians on the side of the road whispered: "You do evil! What have these little ladies committed?"

There was a sneer from the crowd: "How can a young and juvenile woman commit a crime?"

"Then why are they being arrested by the soldiers?"

The sneer said: "They weren't arrested anymore—the soldiers were the guards of the second prince, and they were taken by the second prince! The soldiers robbed them and went back to be concubines for the nobles."

Everyone was filled with righteous indignation and yelled: "Qing Tian robs Liang's son every day, is there any king's law?"

The man then sneered: "At the feet of the emperor, the nobleman is Wang Fa. King Qin is the son of the saint, who dares to offend King Qin?"

Suddenly, the curse of Li Zhongqian was endless.

Yaoying's face suddenly sank.

The second brother is not in Beijing, and the group of people in the palace is lawless again!

She saddled the horse and urged the horse to turn around, catching up with the soldiers.

Xie Qing hurriedly patted his horse to keep up.

The army man escorted the girl into an alley, and heard the sound of horseshoes behind him, thinking that the idlers on the side of the road were taking care of their business, and opened his mouth angrily.

The three girls shivered.

The hooves approached.

The army man frowned, and Li Yaoying was riding a horse with pure bones. At a glance, he knew that he was a horse. The guards Xie Qing surrounded by them were all shoulder-broad and strong and majestic, wearing brocade robes and long swords. Obviously he was a strong servant kept by a high-ranking family, and he was puzzled, but because he was the guard of the palace, he didn't want to show his timidity, so he straightened his chest, drew out his saber, and stood in front of a few girls.

"Who is coming? Do you want to run into Qin|Wang Mansion?"

Yaoying drove to the front, without saying a word, drew out the soft whip, slammed the whip on the army man's face, raised his hand, and another whip.

The army man was drawn into a daze, furious, and raised his sword to stop him.

Xie Qing stopped in front of him, drew his sword and cut it off: "The Seventh Princess is here, don't be presumptuous."

The voice was calm and unwavering, but the sword technique was domineering and fierce.

The army man only felt his hands numb, dizzy, and couldn't hold his saber at all.

When he recovered, the sabre in his hand had already fallen to the ground, and he and several other soldiers had already been crushed to the ground by the strong servants.

The army man struggled twice, remembering what Xie Qing said just now... Wait, Princess Seven?

The sister of King Qin?

No wonder that Wusun horse looked familiar. A few years ago, King Qin led his troops to destroy several small tribes near Jincheng and captured several horses, one of which was Wusun horse.

Junhan raised his head in amazement, looked at Li Yaoying wearing a veil, and shivered twice: "Your lord forgive your sins, and your lord forgive your sins!"

Yaoying was still angry: "Who told you to rob the Liang's daughter?"

Jun Hanqiang smiled and said, "Your lord has misunderstood. The law is up to the law. How can servants dare to openly rob good girls? They sell themselves as maids voluntarily. They have all the paperwork and contracts, and the guarantee is drawn..."

The three girls cried in their arms.

Before the military man finished speaking, Li Yaoying's hand was a whip.

Jun Han shook his head.

Yaoying took the soft whip and took off her veil: "You don't have to be sloppy with me. You are used to doing this kind of thing. You know that the government is not allowed to rob good daughters, and force their parents to sign and detain them, saying that they are willing to sell themselves as maids. , Even if their family sue the government, there is nothing to do with you."

The army man did not dare to speak when he heard her tell the truth.

Yaoying asked word by word: "Who made the order?"

The army was sweating like syrup, and said, "Zhonglang general Xu Biao."

The subordinate that Li Zhongqian pulled up in one hand, the chief officer of the palace.

There is no expression on Yaoying's beautiful face: "Where is Xu Biao?"

"In...in Pingkangfang...Hu Si..."

Yaoying turned her horse's head.

"Go to Pingkangfang."

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Kalan: Simple translation of Sanskrit, Buddhist temple.

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