Chapter 386 Abandoning the Past
In the pale golden morning light, the soldiers lined up neatly at the foot of the city, looking at the dark area, solemn and solemn.
Yu Wenke, the Duke of Jin in the Northern Zhou Dynasty, marched eastward, first captured Yeyang, and then Fanzhou. It can be said that he fought ten battles and ten battles. Now he has reached Fenhe River. Fenhe River is the last barrier of Qi State. If the Northern Zhou army After crossing the Fen River, we will drive straight into Jinye, and the destruction of Qi will be just around the corner.
The Qi army suffered several defeats in a row, losing troops and generals, and its morale was greatly reduced.
Now it was suddenly heard that the emperor personally led the troops to go on an expedition, which caused an uproar in the world. There were supporters, opponents, and wait-and-sees both inside and outside the court, all with their own thoughts.
It dawned early, and Liang Huan got up early too. She wore plain clothes and simply pulled up her hair.
At this moment, she stood quietly outside the crowd, like everyone else, silently staring at the high platform, waiting for the leader of the army.
While waiting, I occasionally heard someone whispering and talking.
Some people even suspect that this imperial conquest was a joke told by the emperor when he was drunk and could not be true.
Liang Huan listened silently and laughed unconsciously. How could he not be talking while drunk?
But it happens to be true.
But for a moment, the crowd fell silent.
Liang Huan looked up again and saw a man in armor walking up to the military platform holding the Emperor's Sword.
After he stood still, he raised the sword in his hand and swore an oath. Then she heard the shouts of the soldiers, but this loud response seemed to lack some passion and power.
“Mother, it’s time to leave.”
Jiang Wei stepped forward and lowered his voice to remind him at the right time, "The Lord has told me that I will send you out of the city before the army sets off."
Liang Huan raised his head slightly, with large clouds floating above his head, and the sun was shining brightly. Plating them with a layer of gold, the wind blows and the clouds move, and you don't know where they are going.
She withdrew her gaze, took one last look at the people on the high platform, then turned and walked towards the carriage row.
Jiang Wei lowered his head slightly in the direction of the high platform, his lowered eyes were warm, took a few steps back, and strode to chase the person who had walked away.
The voices of soldiers came from all directions. Gao Qian raised his sword and turned his head slightly, effortlessly catching the retrograde figure in the crowd.
He lowered his eyes and smiled vaguely. If nothing unexpected happened, this would be the last time they would see each other in this life.
After all, I didn’t wait to break the peach blossom branch for him.
It will be summer in a few days, and the peach blossoms in Jinye City have long been defeated.
Zixiao Temple should be the last place where peach blossoms can be found.
The first branch you break off at that time will be regarded as repaying the one you owe.
Gao Qian narrowed his slightly red eyes and swallowed the sudden surge of salty taste.
He raised his eyes and looked at the soldiers below again.
Yuan Zhi helped Liang Han board the car.
Suddenly, there was a cramping pain in her chest. Her steps stopped and she couldn't help but squeeze Yuan Zhi's hand.
Yuan Zhi looked at her strangely: "Empress?"
"I'm fine." Liang Huan withdrew his hand, smiled at her, and got into the car without looking back.
The carriage moved very fast, and it didn't take long to catch up with the Queen's guard of honor.
They did not change cars, but quietly stayed behind the long escort team, as if they had never been left behind.
Liang Huan gently patted the little man in his arms. The bumpy mountain road was afraid of disturbing Xi'er, but the little man was not affected at all and slept soundly with his eyes closed.
Yuan Zhi lifted up a corner of the curtain, stretched out her head to look out, and whispered: "There are dense forests in the mountains that block the sky and the sun. It is exactly what Sister Xianglan said. It is much cooler than in the city. Fortunately, We are already prepared. However, the air here is quite beautiful.”
Xiang Lan took Xi'er from Liang Han's arms and looked at her with a smile: "It feels even colder at night, so it's always good to prepare more clothes and bedding."
Liang Han had something on his mind, looked at the scenery outside the car window, and Not very interested.
Originally, I sent Xi'er out of Jinye today, but now that there is an extra one, Bai Lu and the others may be caught off guard. Liang Huan silently memorized the mountain road, his mind turning over and over again.
The distance was not too short, and when Xi'er had had enough sleep, the carriage stopped.
Zixiao'an had received the news early, and under the leadership of the abbot, a group of bhikkhunis knelt at the door to welcome the queen.
Presiding the kowtow: "Kong An and the disciples from the nunnery greet the Queen and Princess Changle."
The mountains are quiet, the chirping birds in the forest are clear and crisp, and you can still hear the faint gurgling in the distance. The sound of the stream.
The queen didn't say anything, she only heard the baby's babbling sound in the carriage, which was childish and cute.
Jiang Weizao led the Imperial Guards to inspect the entire Zixiao Temple from the inside out, but found nothing unusual. He bowed forward and reported through the car curtain.
Someone in the car responded, and then a palace official wearing a purple color got out of the car and waited on the side.
Subsequently, a graceful woman bent over and came out, wearing a cloak with butterfly wings and blue auspicious cloud patterns. Her skin became more and more like snow, and her black hair was like clouds. Except for the gold hairpin holding her hair, there was no other jewelry on her body. , but precisely because of this, the dragon pattern on the gold hairpin can be seen at a glance.
Liang Huan roughly looked around. On the dozens of stone steps, there was a tall stone gate. The plaque read "Zixiao Temple". There were two stone lions in front of the gate. The road was lined with tall and dense trees. Green bamboo.
It is a good place to escape from the world.
Liang Han walked slowly towards the host who was kneeling at the front. He didn't want to stop in the middle, a few steps away from the kneeling person in front of him.
She pursed her lips and smiled: "Auntie, how are you doing here?"
The person who was kneeling with his head bowed stiffened, without raising his head or speaking. His slightly trembling shoulders exposed her. of holding back.
It was quiet for a long time, but there was no answer.
The host next to him was surprised, turned his face slightly, and reminded him with his eyes.
Liang Huanting stood in front of the crowd. Not only was there no anger on his face, he also smiled lightly, waiting in a very good-tempered manner.
The scene was awkwardly quiet.
The host squeezed his sweat and gently called the person beside him: "Bi Chen?"
He didn't look at her, buried his head, and his voice was cold.
"The Empress admitted the wrong person, and the disciple's name means abandoning the past."
Liang Huan made a soft sound, not caring, and said thoughtfully: "This title means abandoning the past. ”
He still remained silent.
The host took a look and hurriedly lowered his head and replied: "The Queen is right, it is to have a clear mind and see one's nature, to have no attachment to everything, to abandon the foolishness of the past, and to be pure and peaceful."
Liang Huyao Shaking his head, he seemed to be quite regretful: "You think this Buddhist title was given by the Master, right? It's a pity that you are so determined, I'm afraid that you can't get rid of the dust."
"You——" Mr. He He raised his head suddenly, his red and swollen eyes full of hatred.
The host was shocked: "You can't be rude when you get rid of dust."
Liang Huan remained unmoved and took a closer look at Mr. He. Her eye sockets were sunken and her cheekbones were bulging. There was no shadow of the dignity and propriety of Mrs. Liang in her early years, and she did not have the calmness and calmness that a monk should have.
"Bi Chen, I see you looking haggard, not because you are practicing in the pure land of Buddhism, but because you are bothered by the mortal world, right?" She frowned, "Isn't it appropriate to do this? Did you understand what I just said?"
He stood up awkwardly, unable to bear it anymore, and prepared to rush forward.
"You rebellious girl, you deliberately framed Ah Jing! You framed Wenhou Mansion! It was you who harmed Chang Heng and the entire Xue family——"
It's a pity that you didn't wait for me to get close. As soon as his eyes flashed, he was pushed down by two imperial guards.
He lay on the ground, staring, sobbing and crying.
"Marquis Wen's Mansion?" Liang Huan said with a cold face, "You are so brave, how dare you cry out for treason against a treasonous criminal!"
(End of this chapter)