Time passes day by day, and the city of Yinzhou in the Uighur Kingdom of Xizhou is still as prosperous and lively as before. This city bordering Hexi County of the Song Dynasty is also the first stop of the Silk Road after it leaves the territory of the Song Dynasty.
Since the Song Dynasty regained Hexi and re-opened the Silk Road, trade with the Western Regions has increased dramatically.
No matter how the current situation changes, no matter what the religious beliefs are, the silk, tea, porcelain, cotton cloth, spices and wine of the Song Dynasty are extremely popular.
Yinzhou City occupies an advantageous location, and merchants gather there, transforming it into one of the most prosperous cities in the Western Region.
Fifteen miles west of Yinzhou City is its acropolis Nazhi City. There is a large Buddhist temple in the city. It is said that Xuanzang, the eminent monk of the former Tang Dynasty, returned from his journey to the west. He washed away the dust here and preached scriptures to the monks. For hundreds of years, it has been
There are many eminent monks gathered here, and it is one of the Buddhist centers in Gaochang Kingdom.
On this afternoon, a group of more than ten people, riding horses and leading more than twenty camels, slowly and leisurely arrived in front of the Great Buddha Temple under the glow of the setting sun.
A man who looked like a steward came forward and knocked on the door. A young novice opened the door.
"Please let me know and tell Monk Huiyuan's family members to send them for worship." The steward is in his forties, with half his face covered in beard, red eyes and thick eyebrows, with a typical Uighur appearance.
The Great Buddha Temple is a large temple, and many children of the Uighur nobles come here to become monks. Their families often come to make offerings. The young novice did not dare to neglect and hurried in to report.
Soon, a monk in his twenties came out. When he saw the steward, he smiled and said, "Uncle Lai, count the time, you should be here too."
"I beg your pardon, sir. The master was ordered to inspect the North Courtyard. I was delayed in preparing the manpower and horses. The offering that was supposed to arrive the day before yesterday was delayed until today."
"Father went to the Beiting for inspection, did something happen?" the monk asked in surprise.
"This matter involves military affairs, and it is not something that anyone can know about. However, the master has told me that this is just a normal inspection, so there is no need to worry."
The monk shook his head, "Beiting is nominally the summer capital of our country. However, a hundred years ago, after the Khitans plundered Beiting and other places, King Khan never went north to escape the summer heat. He only sent ministers and generals north to patrol the border. The name of the summer capital exists in name only.
.It’s August now, it’s already autumn, and the routine border patrol in Beiting has ended long ago. Now I go there again, there must be something..."
A man rode out, jumped off the horse quickly, lifted the cloak on his head, revealing a pretty face.
"Brother, what are you talking about?"
The monk was stunned for a moment, then raised his head to see clearly the appearance of the visitor. She was a Uighur noble girl of seventeen or eighteen years old, with dust on her face.
"Why is Third Sister here?"
"Can't I come?" the Uighur girl replied, rubbing her nose and urging: "I'm thirsty and hungry, please let me go in and rest."
"Uncle Lai, why did you ask the third sister to follow you?" the monk complained.
The steward had a wry smile on his face and couldn't answer even a single sentence.
The monk knew his sister's temperament, and he also knew that the whole family doted on her. Without the restraint of her father, she was simply the dominant figure in the family. She insisted on coming out, how could Uncle Lai stop her?
The monk shouted a few words, called the young novice to come out, and led the servants to lead the camel team to the warehouse behind the temple. Uncle Lai also followed and handed over to the monk in charge of the temple.
Monk Huiyuan led his sister and two maids, who were also dressed as men, to a courtyard next to the Great Buddha Temple.
He is a monk with money, and his treatment is completely different from that of ordinary monks - he has a completely independent courtyard and several servants to serve him.
After everything was settled, the brother and sister sat down in the study after having dinner and washing up.
"Third sister, is it because your father wants to betroth you to Daganmi Peiren's son that you are dissatisfied?" Huiyuan asked.
The Uighur girl tilted her head, her mouth bulged, and she looked very angry.
"Mi Peiren's son looks like a pig. If he asks me to marry him, I would rather die!" the girl said very fiercely.
"The Mi family is a well-known family in our great Uighur kingdom. During the reign of King Pugu, the ancestor of the Mi family, Mihuai Maizegong, went to the Tang Dynasty and was received by Yizong. He brought back the canonization of the Tang Dynasty. He made great contributions and was hereditary.
Qian. Although his second son is fat, he is kind-hearted and eager to learn from Buddhism..."
Before Huiyuan finished speaking, the girl said angrily: "I won't listen, I won't listen. It's so good, just marry him!"
Huiyuan kept chattering, but her sister's words stuck in her chest and she almost couldn't breathe.
Seeing her brother coughing non-stop, the girl felt a little regretful and quickly brought him a cup of warm tea, but her mouth was unforgiving.
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"For such a big person, he choked on his saliva."
Huiyuan took a few sips of tea, calmed down, and looked at her sister sitting opposite. Under the light, she was so bright and beautiful.
Her appearance almost inherited all the advantages of her father and mother, and she became famous in Gaochang. It was said that King Bileg of Gaochang wanted his sister to be the wife of his crown prince, but his father declined.
"Third sister, our Shi family has a Uyghur surname of Kipiao. We are descendants of Wujie Khan. They have lived in Ganzhou for generations and later moved to become one of the five chiefs of the Yellow-headed Uighurs. My mother comes from the Weiming clan of Dabai Gao Kingdom and is the commander of the Xiping Army.
The daughter of Du Tongjun...More than ten years ago, when you and I were young, the Yellow-headed Uighurs were destroyed by the Hehuangfan tribe driven by the Song Dynasty. My father led his troops to Gaochang in the north..."
"It feels uncomfortable to live under someone else's roof. We have less than two thousand tribesmen left in our family, and we can barely protect ourselves. But the wolves of Gaochang are looking around, and everyone wants to annex us. My father is walking on thin ice and operates carefully. Last year, the king of Gaochang was
His son proposed marriage but was rejected by his father. Galling bird, do you know why?"
Shi Jialing's phoenix eyes seemed to be hanging in the air, and he looked at his brother coldly, with disdain on his lips.
"Of course I know why! My father wanted to keep the family business, but he didn't dare to get involved easily in the power struggle of Gaochang Kingdom. The Khan of Gaochang Kingdom saw high power in his position, but in fact, the heroes in the country were divided into separate kingdoms, doing their own thing in name only. No one listened when nothing happened.
His, when something happens, he will be pushed out as a scapegoat. My father is afraid of getting involved with the royal family, and then he will become a loser."
Huiyuan was shocked. He never expected that his sister was so smart and could see through the crux of it at a glance. He was so full of words that he didn't know what to say, so he could only say something casual.
"You are really our Jialing bird."
Shi Jialing looked at his brother and sneered: "I thought the eldest brother would continue to persuade me to put the overall situation first, endure the humiliation and marry that pig of the Mi family! Ridiculous! If it was to revitalize the family business, I might as well marry Song
There is a member of the Ten Thousand Households of the Zhuque or White Tiger Banners of the country!"
Huiyuan's face instantly turned pale, and she said in a panic: "Third sister, please don't say this in front of your mother. The Song State and her have a hatred for the subjugation of the country and the annihilation of the clan!"
"'Weak meat, strong food.' Han Changli said it a hundred years ago, why don't you understand? What's the use of worshiping Buddha and cursing every day? The Song Dynasty is getting stronger day by day, and the former enemy of Buddha is now being
Shimen is worshiped as the reincarnation of Great Sun Tathagata Buddha. Haha!"
When Huiyuan heard these words from her sister, her head got bigger again.
My younger sister has been smart since she was a child, and is proficient in Chinese and Sogdian. At the age of fifteen, she spent a year learning Sanskrit in order to recite "authentic" scriptures to her Buddhist father and mother.
My younger sister is smart and eager to learn. She will read Chinese books from the Central Plains and Persian books translated from the Western Regions, as long as she can get them. Gaochang Kingdom is located at the crossroads between the East and the West, where various cultures meet, and there are all kinds of books.
It may have been passed down here, which provided good conditions for my sister’s studiousness.
Huiyuan knew that he couldn't argue with his sister, so he had to say: "It's getting late. You should rest early. I'm going to translate Buddhist scriptures."
"Are you going to continue translating Buddhist scriptures into Uighur?"
"Yes, this is one of my great aspirations!" Huiyuan clasped her hands together and said piously.
"You have translated the Buddhist scriptures from Sanskrit into Sogdian and Kucha, translated it into Chinese, and then translated it into Xixia and Khitan. Now you have to translate it into Uighur. After turning it over and over, you still find that the Buddhist scriptures still contain
How much of it is the true meaning of Buddha? I’m afraid it’s all private property of thoughtful people.”
Huiyuan wanted to go forward and cover her sister's mouth. How dare you say such rebellious words? This is the Great Buddha Temple, and there are hundreds of monks nearby. If these words spread, it will cause public outrage!
Shi Jialing continued: "What's the use of translating it into Uighur script? It's called Uighur script, but it was actually created by some people in Gaochang Kingdom based on Sogdian script. How many people understand it?"
Huiyuan was annoyed and said sternly: "Third sister, you can't be smart without great wisdom!" This chapter has been completed!
