A man in a white shirt looked up at the towering city wall and remained silent for a long time.
Behind the man, a woman in blue bit her lip and stared closely at the back of the man in white.
Pedestrians would look at the woman twice, not only because of her beauty, but also because she was six feet tall. An ordinary man standing next to her would be at least half a head shorter.
Such tall beauties are rare in the world.
"Brother, can you not go..."
The woman in blue looked at Chang'an City with fear in her eyes, as if the city in front of her was not a city but a giant beast that could eat people.
The man in white shirt smiled faintly: "Fourth sister, you are not a child anymore. Stop talking like a child."
The woman in blue gritted her teeth and said, "I don't understand why my father would..."
"Okay!" The man in white shirt interrupted: "Take good care of your mother when you go back. I'm going." After that, he strode towards the city.
A man in black carrying a pair of swords and a middle-aged scribe holding a folding fan bowed their hands to the woman in blue, followed the man in white, one on the left and the other on the right, and entered the city together.
The woman in blue looked at the getting smaller and smaller figure with tears falling down her face. She covered her mouth and sobbed: "Why...why does my father want you to do such a thing..."
In the city, the man in white shirt walked forward silently, and the middle-aged scribe suddenly said: "Your Majesty, I have chosen your residence. Do you want to go see the house first, or go directly to the prince?"
The man in the white shirt was silent for a while and whispered: "I'm not going either. I have made a wish. If I ever return to Chang'an City, the first thing I do is to go to Da Ci'en Temple to pray for my mother. Let's go to Da Ci'en Temple."
An hour later, the three of them arrived at Da Ci'en Temple.
As the largest temple in Chang'an City, with the New Year approaching, the incense in Da Ci'en Temple is at its peak, and pilgrims offering incense are bustling and coming and going.
The three of them walked up the stone steps, followed the crowd, passed through the outer gate, and arrived outside the temple gate.
Suddenly, the man in white shirt raised his eyebrows and saw that outside the temple gate, people offering incense formed a circle, leaving an open space in the middle.
There were bursts of screams from the center of the clearing.
The man in white shirt squeezed into the crowd and looked towards the open space.
The sound came from a woman's mouth. She was caught by two guards who looked like people. Another guard was holding a rattan whip and kept beating the woman.
Behind the guard holding the rattan whip, there were more than a dozen people standing. The leader was a woman in white and wearing a felt dress and felt skirt. She seemed to be a Hu girl.
Behind the beaten woman, there were also four men standing. One of the men looked at the beaten female companion, his face was as pale as paper, but he did not step forward to stop her.
Faced with such atrocities, although the onlookers talked a lot, no one spoke up to stop it. The man in white shirt even recognized the master Xuanzang, the abbot of the temple.
He also hid in the crowd, kept looking at Amitabha, and seemed to have no intention of coming forward to stop him.
The man in the white shirt was secretly suspicious and asked a big man next to him: "What's going on? Who is that woman? Whose guards are those men? Why did they beat her?"
The big man glanced at him and saw that he was wearing unusual clothes, so he replied: "Those who beat people are the guards of the East Palace."
The man in white shirt raised his eyebrows and said: "Even if you are from the East Palace, can you beat up good people in broad daylight?"
The big man laughed and said: "The woman who was beaten is a Turk, and the woman who ordered the guards to beat is also a Turk. I heard that the Turk had just given her to our prince as a concubine."
The man in white shirt nodded secretly and thought to himself: "No wonder these two women are dressed a little strangely." He turned to the companions of the beaten woman and saw that they were also dressed differently from others, so he guessed that these people were also Turks.
At this moment, two people from the crowd of onlookers suddenly rushed into the open space. A man punched like the wind and fought with three guards.
Another woman hugged the beaten woman, stepped aside, and shouted: "Fu Nian, you bastard, you actually stood by and watched my sister being beaten!"
The Turks who were watching were none other than Ashina Funian and his bodyguards. The one who was beaten was Ashide Yanran, and the ones who rescued them were the Russells.
Yanran and Fu Nian have been staying at Russell's house since they came to Chang'an. Early this morning, Astezhiran decided to take his sister to Daci'en Temple to offer incense.
When they arrived at the temple, Yanran didn't want to worship Buddha, so she took Fu Nian to visit other places. Unexpectedly, she met Wen Fu's sister, Ashina Deyaro.
As the saying goes, when enemies meet, they are extremely jealous. To Yaruo, Yanran is a more hateful existence than her enemies.
If Yanran had not escaped, she would not have been married to the Tang Dynasty by her brother.
Yaruo immediately ordered the guards to arrest Yanran, but Yanran was outnumbered. Fu Nian knew that Yaruo was the concubine of the Tang Dynasty prince, so he did not dare to resist and allowed Yanran to be arrested and beaten.
Fu Nian panicked and said, "I can't help it. That woman is now the wife of the Tang Dynasty prince. If we resist, we will only be tortured more severely."
Yanran said weakly: "Sister, that's what he is, just ignore him... But now Yaruo is the wife of the Tang Dynasty prince, I won't implicate you and my brother-in-law, right?"
Zhiran comforted him: "Don't be afraid. Your brother-in-law is a member of General Wu. Even the prince would not dare to push him too hard."
Yanran suddenly thought of the Tang Dynasty general she had met in Yingzhou, and felt a little relieved.
At this time, Russell had knocked down the three guards, and Yaruo screamed: "Who are you? Do you dare to go against me and risk your life?"
Russell said coldly: "Miss Yaruo, you can do whatever you want in Turks, but this is Chang'an City, you'd better restrain yourself!"
Yaruo looked Russell up and down for a while and exclaimed: "Are you Agahu? Well, it turns out you surrendered to the Tang Dynasty. No wonder my brother has never been able to find you."
Russell snorted, turned back to his wife, and wanted to take them away.
Yaruo shouted angrily: "Catch them all!"
Russell loudly said: "I am the commander-in-chief of the Zuo Wu Army. Who dares to be so presumptuous?"
The leader of the guards was slightly startled and advised: "Ruren, they seem to be members of the Zuo Wu Army. You have already beaten that bitch, otherwise just forget it."
"What's wrong with Zuo Wujun? Isn't he amazing?" Yaruo raised her chin proudly.
The leader of the guards said cautiously: "General Zuo Wujun is the Duke of Zhou, Wu Chengsi!"
Yaruo said angrily: "What's wrong with Duke Zhou? Is he older than the prince?"
The leader of the guards turned pale and said hurriedly: "Of course Duke Zhou is not as noble as His Highness the Crown Prince."
"In that case, what are you afraid of? Arrest them all!"
The leader of the guards had no choice but to surround Russell and his party.
Zhiran was furious and was about to take action when Russell held her back and whispered: "Don't be impulsive. After all, she is the prince's woman now. The relationship between the father-in-law and the prince has always been good. Now is a special period. We can't let the father-in-law be ruined because of us."
It’s my big business.”
Zhiran had stayed in Chang'an City for many years, and had learned a lot about how to deal with the world. He gritted his teeth and said, "It's useless for us to be patient. That stupid woman Yaruo just came to Chang'an not long ago, and she won't consider the prince and the father-in-law at all."
It’s my relationship.”
As soon as she finished speaking, she heard Yaruo's voice: "What are you doing standing there in a daze? Catch them quickly!"
All the guards were in a dilemma. At this moment, a clear and clear voice sounded: "As the prince's concubine, I don't stay in the palace to serve the prince, but I do mischief here and bully others. Is this the tutor of the East Palace?"
Following the sound, a man emerged from the crowd, it was the man in a white shirt.
Yaruo glared at him: "Who are you, and you dare to teach me a lesson?"
The middle-aged scribe behind the man said coldly: "My master is the Prince of Langya County. Even His Highness the Crown Prince would not say such rude words to my Prince. How dare you speak lies."
Yaruo was used to being unruly and snorted: "So what if King Langya, I am the prince's woman, and I represent the prince. What does it mean to scold you a few times?"
King Langya raised his head and smiled: "Very good, very good. I will go to the East Palace today to ask my cousin for an explanation." His eyes were cold and he said: "I would like to see if my cousin is facing my cousin.
Still facing you, this barbarian concubine!"
Yaruo hated people calling her a barbarian, and said in a hateful voice: "Okay, it's not easy for you to ask clearly. Wang Dong, go and ask the prince to come over!"
The leader of the guards responded, turned and left.
King Langya was slightly surprised. It didn't matter what the woman said. The important thing was that the guard actually listened. This meant that the woman must be extremely favored by the prince.
Not far away, Zhiran heard that the prince was probably coming and asked uneasily: "What should I do?"
Russell gritted his teeth and said, "I have no choice but to ask my father-in-law to come over."