"How can I be worthy of those 210,000 people who died in vain..."
"How can I be worthy of those 210,000 people who died in vain..."
"How can I be worthy of those 210,000 people who died in vain..."
Mu Danqing's words rang in Duanmuchong's ears over and over again, making him almost shaken for a moment. He is a child of the royal family. He was sent to Yin Yang Palace to study at the age of eight. When he was twelve, he was selected by Duan Mu Lan to be Duan Mu Yu's companion. Eleven years later, Duanmuyu became an adult, Duanmu Chong, Duanmu Jing, Duanmu Rong and Mu Yunhuang Huang Zhi Aluminum Division 6? Susong Xuanai? Four realms 筭 ⒍ Four pull spring turbulence??? Private? Lao? ⑺ Jing? Four rescues 偃チsi╃苡?
Although he has never led troops on the battlefield, the soldier's consciousness of defending the country and protecting the people has been deeply imprinted in his heart. What's more, along the way, he saw that the destroyed Beiye City was almost in ruins. Thinking that all the people here were slaughtered, didn't his blood boil with passion?
So when Mu Danqing scolded him, he didn't take offence. Being in this situation, Duanmu Chong could better understand his state of mind.
"General Mu, you should know that although my rank is lower than yours, I, Duanmu Chong, am bound by the emperor's orders. It's fine that you don't bow to me when you see me, but you point fingers at me, where is your decency!" Duanmu Chong shouted coldly. At this moment, Mu Danqing was furious. Duanmu Chong could only calm him down by bringing out the emperor and the national law.
Sure enough, as soon as he finished speaking, Mu Danqing's scolding stopped abruptly. He looked over in a daze, then withdrew his hand after a while, and after some effort, he knelt down to salute.
"General Mu!" Upon seeing this, Duanmuchong hurriedly stopped him and said seriously, "I don't dare to accept the post. The emperor does not allow the general to send troops, but has the overall situation in mind. Duanmuchong was ordered to come here to make a statement to the general. There are pros and cons in this.”
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At the customs clearance station in the capital, Yi Qilin, Yun Xiao?
"Two masters, didn't you bring your official certificates? This is difficult to handle. According to the regulations issued by the capital, I cannot let you enter the city at will!" The young bank manager at the customs clearance desk looked at the two old men in front of him. The monk looked confused.
The gray-bearded monk clasped his hands together, held the salute and replied: "The donor, the poor monk and the master uncle came from Kuchan Temple in Xiaozhou, Limin County. They were going to Boluo Temple to discuss Zen with Master Tianye. Because they were walking in a hurry, they didn't When I arrived at Xiaozhou Prefecture to apply for registration, I felt really ashamed. The poor monk’s senior brother is nearly ninety years old, and it took more than ten days of traveling to get here outside the city. Donor, look..."
The young bank manager looked at the senile appearance of the silver-bearded monk and felt very unbearable. He thought, "These two old monks, one is sixty or seventy years old, and the other is eighty or ninety years old. I guess they are both accomplished monks. If I follow the rules It would be too unkind to force them out of the city gate. Moreover, the government set up a checkpoint here just to intercept the criminals and prevent them from entering the city. These two old monks had kind-hearted intentions and determined to He can't be an evil person."
Everyone has a compassionate heart, and those who are kind-hearted are kind to others.
"That's it, the two masters will write down here your place of origin, your dharma name, and where and who you are visiting. With this certificate, I can pass it on to my superiors." The young bank leader trembled and said helplessly.
"Amitabha!" The silver-bearded monk whispered a Buddha's name, clasped his hands and thanked the young bank leader, "The benefactor's good deeds today will be rewarded with blessings in the future. The Buddha bless the benefactor's family, health, and peace in the spring and autumn."
After receiving blessings from a nearly 100-year-old monk, the young bank manager was filled with joy. He led the two of them to the customs clearance platform and brought them paper and pens.
After the old monk finished writing down his whereabouts and put down his pen, the young bank leader sent them through the city gate. Before leaving, he said with a smile: "Master Xuanxin, Master Xuanning, when you two leave the city, please remember to come back. This is a record of every sale.”
The two of them naturally agreed, performed a Buddha salute, turned around and headed north.
"Senior Yi, have you ever heard of the two monks named Xuan Xin and Xuan Ning in Kuchan Temple? This junior has always thought that the only monk of the 'Xuan' generation in Kuchan Temple is Master Xuan Yue." At this time, Yun Xiao? Charm? Boat feeding brand stick Jun Shun gun Wu? "We Ping? Su Pao Huang arc
Although Kuchan Temple is the authentic Zen school in the world, it is famous for its martial arts in the world. Although the great monks of the "Fa" generation practice meditation every day, they also practice martial arts to strengthen their bodies. After decades of accumulation, their internal strength is not weak. Xuan Yue's reputation is well known in the martial arts world, and he is ranked first in the master list by Zhaixing Pavilion.
"Faxiang, the abbot of Kuchan Temple, ranks eighth among the monks of the 'Fa' generation. He was already half a century old five years ago. After calculation, the monk of the 'Xuan' generation should indeed be this age. I don't think so. You'd be wrong." Yi Qilin held the reins of the horse and walked slowly, while replying, "Kuchan Temple is a thousand-year-old temple, and its profound heritage is extraordinary. It is not uncommon for there to be several eminent monks who are not well-known in the world."
"Yes." Yunxiao?嬫β夤?亍!
"It's getting dark. Let's hit the road. Maybe Yuanchen will catch up at noon." Yi Qilin said loudly. After saying this, he got on his horse, whipped and ran quickly.
Yun Xiao? Ao ⒁ turbid threshold mu? Si? Chu? Chasing from the old Xia Bichang? Bai Dang? Song Xian ァ
It has not rained in the capital for a long time. Wherever the three riders passed, dust was flying.
Mei Yuanchen chased the hundreds of Xiangyang Riders from a distance. With such a conspicuous trail, he was not worried about losing them.
After traveling for more than fifty miles, they turned through a camphor forest. The black riders quickly entered the large house, and there was a commotion of barking from inside.
A rough man's voice cursed a few times, but the barking stopped.
"What's wrong, there are watchdogs inside, I can't get too close." Mei Yuanchen jumped off the horse, led the horse to the camphor forest, tied the reins, and then turned back.
A dog's ear power and sense of smell are far superior to those of ordinary people, and even compared with ordinary internal strength masters, they are not inferior. Now that Mei Yuanchen knew there was a dog in the courtyard, he was naturally more cautious and walked quietly.
Finally, when we reached the courtyard wall, there were noisy sounds coming from inside, including horses neighing, people talking, and metal rubbing... Mei Yuanchen sat in the corner, listening carefully for a long time but without any clue. He murmured in his mind: "What's inside?" I could understand them chopping grass to feed the horses and setting up pots to cook, but I couldn't understand a single word of what they said. I guess they spoke in a foreign accent. I have something urgent to attend to, so I really shouldn't stay here for a long time, so I'd better go back and let Cheng know. Just show off."
Mei Yuanchen walked to the gate of the house, wrote down the house number, then returned to Zhang Shulin, mounted his horse and rushed towards Prince Jaw's Mansion.
"Yiyi, there is nothing we can do now that our father is gone. We all have to look forward." Xia Chengxuan held the bowl and spoon and said softly to his sister, "You still have mother, me, and Yuan Chen." .”
In the past four days, Xia Chengyi was either crying or sleeping. He had never eaten properly. His expression was haggard and his face was as pale as paper.
While his sister was taking a break from washing, Xia Chengxuan asked Zi Teng to bring her breakfast. Unexpectedly, she cried and shook her head and refused to eat.
"Brother, I...I can't eat." Xia Chengyi naturally knew that his brother loved him, but his mouth was bitter and he had no appetite.
"Yiyi, after my father's coffin is laid to rest, I will ask the emperor's grandfather to hold a wedding ceremony for you and Yuan Chen!" Xia Chengxuan put away the bowl and spoon and addressed his sister seriously.
Xia Chengyi was startled, then stunned again, shaking his head and saying: "How can this be possible? As the legitimate daughter of the royal family, I naturally have to observe my filial piety for my father for three years!"
Xia Chengxuan sighed heavily and forced a smile: "Silly sister, keeping filial piety is just for show. My father is gone, and he must have passed away without being able to see us get married before he was alive. I want my father to have a good life." Peace of mind, the most important thing is not the frivolous rituals of wearing sackcloth and observing mourning, but that we all get married early, have children, stay by our mother's side, and make the house lively and joyful."
Seeing his sister's beautiful eyes flashing, she was obviously quite moved. Xia Chengxuan said again: "Father, we are the only two children in the palace, and the palace is already deserted. In the past few days, how can there be any life in the entire Jaw Palace? The deceased is gone, and we It's okay to be sad, but washing your face with tears all day long and wallowing in pain won't help. It's better to smile happily at the people around you. You know, the enemies are eager for us to destroy ourselves!" Speaking of this, he His voice and face became cold and stern, his eyebrows were tightened, and his eyes seemed to be burning with anger.
"Brother, I want to avenge my father with you!" Xia Chengyi stood up from his seat and addressed Xia Chengxuan seriously.
Xia Chengxuan saw her clenching her fists, gritting her teeth, and trembling slightly. She felt pity in her heart again, and said softly: "Yiyi, you belong to my daughter's family. You will leave it to me and Yuan Chen to avenge your father." stop."
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"Brother, do you know who the enemy is? Is it really that thief Zhao Qianming?" Xia Chengyi asked, leaning forward and leaning on his fists.
"Zhao Qianming can't be so bold. He must have been instructed by someone. I have asked Grandpa Chu to investigate, and we will soon be able to find out the whole story. But you can guess without investigating that this person is either Xia Muyan or Duanmu." Xia Chengxuan said softly. .
When he mentioned the enemy who killed his father, his face was not angry, but surprisingly calm.
In the past few days, he no longer knows how much he has thought about...
"Since you know your enemies, send people to kill them!" After hearing his words, Xia Chengyi shouted sharply. She is simple-minded and does not think as far-reaching as her brother.
Xia Chengxuan didn't make much excuse. He put his arms around his sister's shoulders and comforted her softly: "Yiyi, don't worry about these things. After eating this bowl of porridge, go see your mother later. She will definitely have a good time these days. very bad."
Xia Chengxuan originally wanted to guard his mother, but was kicked out by Ran Jingru.
Even so, every morning, noon and evening, he would go outside his parents' courtyard and stay quietly for half an hour.
Xia Chengyi pursed his lips and nodded with tears in his eyes. Xia Chengxuan chuckled, scooped up a spoonful of meat porridge from the bowl, and brought it to her mouth.
Xia Chengyi was just about to lower his head to eat, but before he opened his mouth, tears fell into the bowl first.
