The bead curtain reflects the sunlight entering the inner hall, and the book is as quiet as deep water.

For a moment, Li Zhongqian thought that Tamaraga gave a negative answer, because his expression was too calm, his eyes were too calm, and there was no trace of anger or embarrassment that was piercing his mind to his face.

He is so calm, which means that he has long discovered that his mind can always be restrained, which shows that he is careful to keep his feet.

But Yaoying didn't know, and she was defenseless when getting along with him in private!

Li Zhongqian regained his senses, his face was green: "The mage is an eminent monk of Taoism. You should follow the precepts. Qiniang talks to me about the mage every day. The respect and trust are beyond words. How can a mage disregard ethics and touch her with men and women?"

"Could it be that Qiniang entered the monastery as a modern girl, that caused the mage to misunderstand?"

Tamaragarh shook his head: "Lesuring greed... is because of my laxity, and it has nothing to do with the princess. From the very beginning, the princess told me that the modern girl was just an excuse."

He unknowingly indulges himself to enjoy her company, indulge her closeness, if there is no one year, he will continue to indulge.

Everything is impermanent, everything is suffering. All dharmas have no self, and death is happiness... He is a practitioner, he can recite such scriptures casually, and he has already penetrated the meaning in his heart, knowing that love is like a dream bubble, fleeting, but knowing it is a sea of ​​quagmire and bitterness. , He is still indulging himself in sinking.

Li Zhongqian was a little surprised, narrowed his phoenix eyes, and glanced at Tamaraga.

He angered Tamaraga with words, and Tamaraga did not become angry, nor did he excuse Yaoying to get close to him deliberately to make him shake his mind. He only said that he was not strict in his precepts, but he was very responsible.

It is a pity that his identity is Wang Ting Buddha's son, and he is destined not to be involved with women.

No matter how responsible he is, he is not Yaoying's beloved.

"The mage has outstanding demeanor, well-informed and strong knowledge, distinguished status, and is a dragon and phoenix among people..." Li Zhongqian pondered for a moment, put away the sense of temptation, and said directly, "but the mage is a monk who is a monk, or in the eyes of the people of the royal court. Buddha. My sister-in-law is young and I am her elder brother. It is inevitable that I have a lot of worries. I don't know what the Master intends?"

Tamara Gya lowered his eyes, turning his fingers to hold the beads.

Li Zhongqian said unceremoniously: "Does the mage intend to keep hiding like this?"

"Or it is said that the teacher will tell her sister the truth, and secretly interact with her sister. If she wants to see the mage in the future, she must only enter the temple in the dead of night and have a secret tryst with the mage like last night? The mage wants her to be a monk for the rest of her life. A lover who is in the dark and can't see the light? She can only hide in the rest of her life to prevent your personal affairs from being exposed?"

Tamaraga's fingers moved slightly.

Li Zhongqian continued: "Qiniang is my sister. I regard her as a jewel in the palm of my hand. I don't want her to be wronged. The master must know what happened to my brother and sister. I will never see her repeat the same mistakes. She has suffered so much. In the future, when marrying someone, you must not compromise. Her husband-in-law does not necessarily need to be a man of the world, the prince of a country, as long as she knows the cold and the heat, and treats her well, she also likes it. It is enough for the couple to live together."

Thanks to the moths to fight the fire, step by step backed down, and eventually became discouraged and crazy. Who Yaoying likes is to like it wholeheartedly. She doesn't care about the result. She can sacrifice herself in order to save his elder brother. If she likes someone, it must be the same.

Li Zhongqian didn't want to see Yaoying being hurt by love like Xie Manyuan.

He hopes that her husband is a good person, someone who does not need to be too outstanding, has a simple family population, and sincerely respects her, will respect her, and treat her well. Even if the husband and wife are indifferent in the future, they can still support each other.

Rather than a monk with a special identity that would trap her in endless right and wrong.

Tamaraga looked at the beast censer under the curtain and said nothing.

Li Zhongqian smiled and said gloomily, "Or, the Master’s affection for Qiniang is so deep that she can return to her secular life? Forgive me for being rude, even if the Master is still secular, he cannot give Qiniang a stable life. The people of Wang Ting respected the Master. By the way, if the Master is going back to the secular Qiniang, Qiniang will be scolded and accused by the world, and everyone will say that she is a disaster. Even if you become a husband and wife, you will not have peace in your life."

"When love is fierce, the master can certainly give up practice for Qiniang. In the future, the **** will fade and the love will be exhausted, and the husband and wife will be disgusted. , Can you treat her as well as now?"

"The love between a man and a woman is as fierce as a fire and annihilated like the wind. I am the one who came over."

Li De had to live and die for Tang Ying over the years. Wasn't he marrying the Xie family to strengthen the power?

Love is unreliable.

Li Zhongqian looked straight at Tamaraga: "Furthermore, the king court is thousands of miles away from Qiniang's hometown. The geographical customs are different, and the language is not clear. She was forced to live here and had to adapt to the customs here. The master is the king court. The monarch, it is impossible to leave the royal court and follow her home. She is a Han, and the royal court despises the Han. Even if the Master and her go through many hardships, if she stays, there will be a lot of right and wrong in the future."

Even if Yaoying does not return to Chang'an, she will never stay in the palace forever. After the Western Army recovers Guazhou and Shazhou, she will definitely stay in Guazhou to deal with the affairs of the Western Army, stay away from Li De, Li Xuanzhen and Jing Nan Xie’s family. The squad can move to Guazhou.

Therefore, no matter whether Tamaragarh is still vulgar or not, he can't give Yaoying a bright and stable future.

The hall was quiet.

The two men sat in silence and said nothing for a long time.

After a long while, Li Zhongqian's mouth turned up, and the conversation turned: "The mage is a high-ranking monk. Although he is moved by her sister, it should be only a temporary affection, and it will dissipate in a short time. It is far from talking about marriage. To the point, the remarks just now made me feel unreasonably worried...it made the mage laugh."

He raised his eyes and looked at Tamaraga.

"Qiniang is full of tribulations and has suffered too much. The mage sheltered her. I am grateful and will repay the mage's kindness, but I will not watch her step into the quagmire in order to repay her."

"The Master, please promise me one thing."

Tamara Gamma's eyes flashed: "What does Duke Weiguo want me to promise?"

Li Zhongqian looked solemn: "It is impossible for the mage to leave the royal court, and I have no intention of forcing the mage to abandon everything. Since there will be no results, I hope that the mage will be careful in the future and keep a distance from Qiniang. Don't let her misunderstand and indulge. Among them, there is no way to get out. I will also remind Qiniang to pay attention to her behavior, so as not to disturb her child's temperament and disturb the cultivation of the Master."

Tamaraga squeezed the prayer beads.

He could foresee what Li Zhongqian said. He is a cultivator and should not selfishly crave her closeness when Yaoying knows nothing.

Li Zhongqian was right, he was a quagmire to Yaoying.

"good."

He said, his voice hoarse.

...

Partial outside the hall.

Bi Suo looked nervous and nervous, holding the hilt in his hand, listening carefully to the movement in the hall, ready to rush in and persuade him at any time.

Behind the curtain, there was only a vague conversation. After waiting for a long time, he didn't hear the dispute or fighting, frowning and wondering, a series of footsteps came out.

Bi Suo quickly stood up and watched Li Zhongqian walk out of the inner hall and strode out.

Didn't fight?

Bi Suo turned and entered the temple, his eyes fell on Tamaraga's face, his heart tightened.

Tamaraga's eyes were drooping, and his face was extremely pale.

"In the future, I will get sick, don't disturb Princess Wen Zhao, don't invite her to the temple late at night."

Bi Suo was stunned: "Wang..."

Tamara Ka lowered his head to read the notes, with a calm momentum.

Bi Suo didn't dare to explain, and sighed inwardly.

Tamara Gajah writes with a pen.

Bi Suo thought about it for a while, and said carefully: "Wang, Princess Wen Zhao really cares about your health... I heard that Wang is sick, so she came to visit the king without thinking about it."

Tamara Gha shook his head, "Don't use her."

Ashamed was passing across Bi Suo's face.

Tamara Gha did not say much.

This matter cannot be blamed on Bi Suo for her own opinion, because of his acquiescence several times, Bi Suo would invite her to take care of him.

After all, it was his fault.

There is a saying in the scriptures, don’t meet, don’t talk to each other... If he really makes up his mind to sever greed, as long as he doesn’t see Yaoying or talk to her, he can meditate...

Over time, even if there is still greed, it will not affect her.

He made up his mind, but he indulged himself again and again to see her and talk to her. She came to take care of him, and he didn't show any signs on his face, but in fact he was happy in his heart and wanted to keep her and stay with him like this all the time.

After the birth of greed, his desires will continue to expand until he completely consumes his reason.

Not only did he have greed, but he also wanted to selfishly monopolize her.

If this continues, sooner or later he will be unable to restrain himself and act to force her.

Tamara Gaya settled down and read the notes intently. When he opened a fine parchment scroll, the pen in his hand suddenly stopped.

Bi Suo felt the breath on his body suddenly become fierce, and called out anxiously: "Wang?"

He has already scattered his gong, and now he can't use his internal strength. How could this be?

Tamara Gaya remained motionless, and after a while, he left instructions on the parchment.

Bi Suo was puzzled, retired, and waited for the memorandum that Tamaraga had finished reviewing to be sent out of the Piandian. The Prajna group sat around and copied the script. He took out the parchment scroll and looked at it for a few times, frowning.

Prajna copied this parchment, his eyes widened: "Prince Mobydo of Ujiri officially proposes to Princess Wen Zhao?!"

Bi Suo's face darkened slightly.

No wonder Tamaraga reacted like that when he saw this melodrama just now.

Prajna was stunned, while copying, he whispered and said: "The king just announced that Princess Wenzhao was leaving the temple, and the Ujili Department sent a proposal to ask the king for permission. Prince Mohito must have been waiting for this day. He really is Anxious...He is a young hero, and he is a handsome man, and he is a good match for Princess Wen Zhao..."

Anxious look appeared on Bi Suo's face.

Mopido is the prince of the Ujiri tribe and is highly regarded. Yaoying is now the governor of the Western Army. The family and wealthy family who united with the Western Army definitely hope that she will continue to maintain the relationship with the royal court, and Mopido will be able to fight well and will take over in the future. In charge of Ujili, the family will definitely persuade her to marry Mopido.

When the time comes to be married by Wang Zi, Princess Wen Zhao will no longer be obsessed with the Buddha, and will marry the young hero of the Wang Court. It is really a good story. The two are about the same age and really match each other.

People from the Ministry of Rites said that Li Yaoying is now actively uniting the tribes of the prefectures to continue to strengthen her strength. Will she marry Mohito for the sake of the overall situation?

Bi Suo glanced at the parchment again.

Tamaraga did not write a reply to this memorial, but only stamped it with a flower seal.

In other words, as a king, he would not prevent the Ujili Ministry from proposing to Li Yaoying.

What did he think in his heart?

The parchment was quickly sent out of the Wangsi, and the Ujili messenger waiting outside happily left with the parchment in his hand.

...

Li Zhongqian returned to the silk and satin shop, and the soldiers told him that Li Yaoying was still asleep.

"Don't disturb her, let her go to sleep."

He carried his sword to another courtyard, handled military affairs, and urged the soldiers to pack their bags.

In the innermost bedroom on the second floor, Yaoying was dizzy, holding her silk crypt, sweating all over.

She had a dream, in which there was a lot of rags, snow was flying, the wind was blowing into the house from the small pane, and the felt curtain was rolling wildly. She was drunk, top-heavy, and she wore a garnet-red small tufted flower and golden mud robe, underneath was a tufted spring turquoise skirt, and a white cloth full of embroidered birds in her arms, wobbled into a quiet Zen room. room.

A monk wearing a crimson robe sat in front of the lamp with her back turned upright, looking at the Buddhist scriptures, she walked towards him, not knowing why, the more she walked in, the hotter she felt, and her body became greasy and greasy. Sweat, silk, pair of bracelets, golden arm studs, half sleeves, hairpin rings between the hair, and the color ribbons of the hair slid down to the ground one by one, and the rings jingle lightly.

The monk held the scripture in his hand and glanced up at her, his blue eyes were as quiet as the sea.

She felt uncomfortably hot in her body, walked to him, touched his face with hot fingertips, and it was really cool. She threw her whole body into his arms, sat on him, and raised her arms around his neck.

He looked down at her, expressionless.

She twisted her body in his arms, messed up his robes, moved her fingers along his neck, and touched his head. She was drunk and stuck it up, calling him softly: "Mage..."

Breathing entwined, a faint aloes lingering around him.

A layer of sweat drenched her body, and she became more and more entangled in him. He looked at her, slowly leaned towards her, and tightened his arms.

The two sat facing each other, he held her in one hand and kissed her on the side of the neck.

A heavy footstep came from the stairs.

Yaoying was awakened from her dream and stayed for a while. She forgot most of the dream just now, she only vaguely remembered that she seemed to be sitting on the Tamaraga...just like the Tianzhu bronze Buddha she had seen...

Guilt, guilt...

Yaoying awoke, sat up, rubbed her messy hair, shook her head, and secretly said in her heart: Next time you must sell the bronze Buddha.

There were several knocks on the door, and the soldiers reported outside: "Princess, Ujili sent a gift overnight."

"Ujiri Department?"

Yaoying got up, lit the lights, and hurriedly freshened up, changed her clothes, and rushed to the lobby.

The candle in the hall was bright, and Li Zhongqian had already arrived. He looked at her for a while and handed her a gift list: "The little prince of Ujili officially begs you."

Yaoying was taken aback for a moment, picked up the gift list and looked at it carefully. The gift was a little mixed. There were thousands of cattle, sheep and livestock, as well as various animal skins and ironware. This is the custom of the Ujili family to ask for marriage. There is also a pair of wild deer and a pair. Dayan—In this view, it is a separate gift prepared in accordance with the customs of the Central Plains.

"Mupido returned to the holy city?"

Yaoying asked suspiciously that she had not received the battle report from Mopido.

The envoy of Ujili hurriedly stepped forward and explained with a smile: "The prince is still fighting ahead... late at night, please don't blame the princess. This is what the prince told us before. When the princess leaves the temple, we will come to the princess immediately... …The prince said that the princess is like a goddess. There must be a lot of warriors who want to marry you. He is afraid that he will not be able to come back, so he told us to ask for marriage as soon as possible."

Yaoying couldn't laugh or cry.

The messenger said: "The princess doesn't need to make a decision now. In our tribe, asking for a kiss is a man who expresses his determination and sincerity to the beloved little lady and her family. Our little prince really loves the princess."

After that, I added another sentence, "Please rest assured, the princess, the prince has obtained the permission of the king, and the Ujiri department is free to choose our ketun."

Yaoying's hands trembled lightly, her eyes raised, "Buddha agrees?"

The messenger nodded and said with a smile: "As soon as the marriage invitation letter was sent, the king approved it."

Talking, holding out the parchment.

Yaoying took the parchment, looked directly at the place where the comment was written, and saw the familiar monogram.

It is indeed the reply of Tamaraga himself.

She pinched the parchment for a while.

The candlelight flickered, Li Zhongqian on the side reached out and took the parchment in her hand, handed it back to the messenger, and stared at her: "Mingyue Slave, what are you thinking about?"

Yaoying restrained her thoughts and smiled, "It's nothing."

The messenger smiled and said: "Please trust the princess and the princess's brothers to believe in our prince's wishes. It is late at night, do not disturb the princess to rest, when the prince comes back, he will personally come to the son and the princess to ask for a kiss, please forgive me if you are rude."

Li Zhongqian motioned to the soldier to send the envoy out, and a pair of phoenix eyes stared at Yaoying: "I heard the soldier say that this Mobido has hugged you? Do you like him?"

Yaoying laughed: "No."

She knew that she didn't hate Mohito, but she definitely didn't like it between men and women.

Li Zhongqian nodded, "You have just left the temple, and Mobydo's subordinates immediately took out his autograph letter, asked the Buddha for permission, and then came to beg you... This Mobi has done little for many years and is thoughtful. It is a pity. Alien."

Yaoying smiled: "What happened to the foreigner?"

Li Zhongqian frowned: "He is the heir of the Ujili tribe. If you marry him, you will be the Kedun of the Ujili tribe. They will live in the Ujili tribe. , Living in an unfamiliar tribe, I feel wronged to you too much."

The two were talking. The Gaochang envoy who heard the news rushed over, stroking his palms and chuckles, and said: "Princess, Prince Mopido is brave and good at war, and is also a close minister to the Buddha. Although Ujili is a vassal of the royal court, But the Khan decides all matters big and small, and the prince has 10,000 fine riders under his hands!"

Yaoying was suddenly one big and two big.

Gaochang's envoy represented the wealthy families who were vying to join the Western Army. They knew that she couldn't stay in the royal temple of the royal court all the time. These angels used every means to euphemistically ask for marriage. The Lord Yuchi reminded her that her marriage would disrupt the internal power balance of the Western Army, and whoever married her could rise quickly. Therefore, the family hopes that she can choose a husband from them, or marry a powerful foreigner, to gain support and stabilize the situation.

In short, they don't want her to marry the Zhongyuan family.

The reason why Li Zhongqian considered choosing a son from the generals of the Western Army was because she knew that she would have a closer relationship with the aristocratic family in the Helong area. When the time comes, her interests will be the same, and her position will be more stable.

Yaoying didn't want to discuss her marriage with Gao Chang's messenger, so she winked at Li Zhongqian.

Li Zhongqian glanced at Gaochang's envoy coldly.

The messenger struck a spirit and retired wittily.

Li Zhongqian said solemnly: "Mingyue Slave, marry whoever you want to marry, don't wrong yourself."

Yaoying smiled, "I know."

She went back to the room to lie down, tossed and fell asleep, got up before dawn the next day, and went to find Bi Suo.