The mountain wind ruffles my hair, and the Luo River wets my skirt.
Heavenly Protector Tan Xiangchu looked at the dusty Tan Qing in front of him, his anger turned into a look of pity: "Qing'er... you don't learn embroidery at home, don't go to Taoist temples to chant sutras, you come here to dance with guns and swords...
Look at the blood stains on your body. If something goes wrong, tell your father how to explain it to your mother!"
Tan Qing sobbed for a long time, then raised his head, still kneeling and replied: "It turns out that dad has been hiding it from us! Although dad is an 'imperial merchant', in the past, he only allowed the younger members of the clan to read, read, read, and practice Buddhism. He was not allowed to do so.
He got involved in any business matters. There were many complaints in the clan about this, saying that my father was greedy for money and profit, and was unkind. Only today did I realize that my father had already considered this in his mind. The Zoroastrian religion operates in secret, so how can he tell his family members openly?"
Qin Xiangchu sighed and said: "Dad was indeed a businessman in the past. But the world is unstable and the situation is precarious. Not only the Anshi thieves robbed our goods, but also the passing officers and soldiers, why didn't they covet our money? If it hadn't been for the rescue of the brothers in the religion,
Dad has long been a resentful spirit outside the mountains, withered bones on the roadside. How can he still have the life to sell tea, sell silk, buy a house, buy a house, marry a wife and have children...
I never mentioned these things to your mother at the beginning, but after sleeping together for a few years, it was inevitable that she would lose her words in sleep, and your mother would guess a lot about her. She is a woman who wants nothing more than her children.
Just for peace! That’s why I donated a lot of money for incense, sent you to a Taoist temple, and made your brother enter the White Horse Temple to become a lay disciple. If anything happens to me in the future, there is still a temple to protect you."
Tan Qing looked sad: "But Qing'er only wants his father to live well. Today, there are rumors in the streets and squares in the city that Zoroastrianism has made the public unhappy, and they want to raise troops everywhere to arrest the believers. Everyone in the Hu businessmen is in danger and stays behind closed doors.
I'm afraid of getting involved. But dad... is actually the leader of the Zoroastrian sect! Even if he is bumped into by a familiar servant, who would dare to miss his old relationship and show mercy?"
The saint Xiaoman was educated by her adoptive father since she was a child, and when she was ignorant, she was "canonized" and became a new generation saint of Zoroastrianism in China. Tan Qing's mood at this moment is quite confusing.
Empathy: "Parents who love their children have far-reaching plans. What Tianji Protector did was really well-intentioned. Qingmei should not blame her too much, otherwise he will have trouble sleeping and eating again."
Tan Qingling's eyes were red, and she looked sideways and said, "Who is your Qingmei? Although my father has joined Zoroastrianism, I am a member of the Taoist sect. People who are different from Taoism do not want to work together, so don't show off your condescending attitude of teaching others."
Qin Xiangchu knew that the saint's explanation for Tan Qing's marriage was a kind intention, but he was in trouble. He could only smile bitterly and said: "Saint, please forgive me! Please bear with me for my arrogance and disrespectful words."
When Qin Qing saw her father like this, she was immediately furious. She was about to retaliate a few more words, but she heard Tang Juan speak first on her behalf: "Since ancient times, evil concubines have misled the emperor, and fox charms have harmed the country. It must be you, a foreigner."
What kind of charm did you use to make so many people willing to die for you..."
As soon as these words came out, even Yang Chaoxi couldn't help but frown. Although she knew that she was just protecting Tan Qing, she was speaking openly, but "pointing at the monk and scolding the bald donkey" like this was really a bit too much. As expected, Xiaoman saw
His face suddenly changed color, but his face was not angry, but surprised, as if he was very surprised by her accusation.
"Pah! Pah!"
Two earth-shattering slaps exploded on Tang Juan's face in an instant. Tang Juan felt the world spinning and fell to the deck. Her cheeks were like thousands of steel needles piercing them. The pain was so painful that she even forgot to scream. She couldn't help but feel that the world was spinning.
She reached out to touch it, but felt that her palms were cold, making her shiver. She wanted to open her mouth to curse, but her cheeks were swollen like a frog's bulging cheeks. As soon as she opened her lower jaw a little, she felt so painful that she almost fainted. Tears immediately filled her eyes.
, fell down with a snap, and an overwhelming grievance surged in my heart.
At this time, a cold voice sounded in her ears, and she actually felt a little dazed: "My whole life, my aunt hates people mentioning the word 'Hu Meizi' the most. I will give you a little punishment today to make you remember!"
Tan Xiangchu and Xiaoman were shocked when they saw the Holy Aunt suddenly taking action. They quickly clasped their hands to make a flame, knelt down on one knee and worshiped: "May the Holy Aunt be blessed!"
When Qin Qing saw Senior Sister crying, she felt angry. She drew out her long sword and wanted to ask Liu Xiaomu for an argument. Yang Zhaoxi quickly stopped her: "Junior Sister Qin, you are no match for her. You will only suffer losses if you start to attack..."
"Don't try to stop me! She deserves a beating for bullying her senior sister! If she doesn't ask for repayment for her today, what kind of friendship will she have? Let go!" Tan Qing tried his best to push away Yang Zhaoxi's arm and wanted to charge with his sword.
superior.
Unexpectedly, the holy aunt just turned around. She had a pair of phoenix eyes like a clear pool, two red lips that were bright but not demonic, her fairy mantle was fluttering, and her jade feet were rippled. She looked like she was only twenty-eight years old, but she did not look like a mortal woman!
Tan Qing couldn't help but feel ashamed, and even his confidence in crusade was much weaker: "Is the Zoroastrian holy girl bullying the small and bullying the weak like this?"
Tan Xiangchu was shocked and turned pale. He hurriedly bowed his head and prostrated: "My little girl's words are incomprehensible and offend the majesty of the holy aunt. I beg the holy aunt to be magnanimous and don't be the same as her!"
Yang Chaoxi knew that Tang Juan had made rude remarks first, which made Liu Xiaomu angry and take action, which was considered "just what he deserved." However, both parties were his friends, so he took sides and provoked criticism, so he couldn't make up his mind for a while. Seeing Qin at this time
Qing questioned Liu Xiaomu. He was worried that Liu Xiaomu would hurt someone again, so he quickly changed his mind and said, "Aunt Xiaomu! Junior Sister Qin is confused when she cares about her. It is human nature to contradict her, so please don't blame her."
Liu Xiaomu was not angry. He looked at Tan Qing with interest and then said slowly: "Tianji, is she really your daughter? She is a beautiful girl with delicate features. No wonder this little Taoist priest wants to intercede on her behalf!"
Tan Xiangchu didn't know that Yang Chaoxi and Tan Qing had known each other since early in the morning. He just saw that this little brother Yang was in harmony with his daughter, and he protected her several times. Maybe it was because of the joke he had with Yaori protector before, that he was taken away by this
Brother Yang took it seriously. Seeing that his daughter was as beautiful as a flower, he tried his best to show that he wanted to be his son-in-law.
As soon as he thought of this, his brows furrowed, and he felt a bit of reluctance in his heart: My Qing'er family has always been rich and noble. Although this boy is good at martial arts, he is not like a child from aristocratic families. If I really promise him, why don't I have to suffer for the rest of his life?
Yang Chaoxi and Tan Qing both blushed when they saw Liu Xiaomu's words. Although they each had their own thoughts, Yang Chaoxi waved his hands repeatedly and tried to defend himself: "Aunt Xiaomu..."
"From now on, call me Miss Xiaomu!" Liu Xiaomu suddenly interrupted him and said with anger in his smile, "Little Taoist priest! Since you are not a member of my Zoroastrian religion, we will be friends as equals. This Miss Tan is your friend, so I will
Don't argue with her if you share her thin noodles. Although I am not afraid of people's comments when I act as a Zoroastrian, if anyone talks nonsense in front of me again, don't blame me for being rude!"
Tan Xiangchu wanted to continue to plead for mercy, but when he saw that the holy aunt valued this little brother Yang so much, he was not only worthy of his equal, but also willing to listen to what he said and not embarrass his daughter. He immediately bowed down and said, "Tianji thanks holy aunt for your tolerance!"
Liu Xiaomu nodded slightly: "Tianji, Xiaoman, you two have settled the disciples on the boat, and then come up to see me." After saying that, his body turned into a red light and disappeared.
Xiaoman glanced at Lily Guard on the boat: "Come here! Get half a catty of sweet potatoes, boil them and dry them, add soy sauce and mash them into a paste. Apply it to the sharp-tongued sister to reduce the swelling.
"Hello." After saying that, he smiled at Yang Chaoxi and said, "Young master, after you have finished your chores, come downstairs to talk."
Yang Chaoxi had just been quite curious about Xiaoman's "rebirth from the ashes". Just when he wanted to find out the mystery, he responded casually: "I'm sorry to bother you."
Xiaoman nodded, gave a blessing, and left. When Yang Zhaoxi turned around to look, he saw Tan Qing squatting beside Tang Juan, carefully checking her injuries.
Suddenly he raised his head and met each other's eyes. Tan Qing instinctively dodged away, biting his lips with silver teeth, and said quietly after a long time: "Senior Brother Yang, you were seriously injured a few days ago. It was Senior Brother Fang, and Senior Sister Tang left you in Fang's house.
, you seek medical advice, and you take care of her day and night... How can you stand by and watch others bully Senior Sister Tang? You... are you still the 'Chong Lingzi' you were before?"
After Tan Qing said this, he burst into tears.
Yang Chaoxi felt guilty and was silent for a moment before stepping forward and saying: "It's hard to describe everything today! Now that Zoroastrianism is not out of danger, it is inevitable that every tree and plant will be at war. Since we have boarded this ship, we should be careful with our words and don't take the initiative to provoke them.
.When Senior Sister Tang wakes up, Xiaodao should personally apologize to her!"
After saying that, her eyes looked at the swollen face with makeup stained from crying. It turned out that Tang Juan had already passed out under the severe pain of shame, anger, and now she was leaning in Tan Qing's arms, with tears still on her face, looking particularly miserable and pitiful.
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At that time, to the west of the boat, the setting sun had already rubbed the peak line and slowly said goodbye to the day.
Luoshui is full of light and gold, and the official roads are covered with smoke and dust, creating a chaotic scene of worldly affairs.
Near the official road, many crimson figures surrounded each other and fled in all directions. A few feet away, more people wearing regular clothes and holding swords were chasing after them from a distance. They shouted angrily and shouted to kill.
The sound of horses, the sound of horses, and the screams overlapped and intertwined into a chaotic symphony.
The unarmed ordinary believers quickly distanced themselves from the leaders and guards of the church who were protecting the "Saint Girl", blocking the official road. Like a flock of frightened sheep, although they were driven away with all their strength, they were in vain.
I can't run no matter what.
As a result, it also slowed down the pursuit of Hong Zhiye's men. Looking at the slowly surging crowd in front of them, and the "Saint Girl" further ahead who was getting further and further away, there was no other way to do it except to be anxious.
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Outside Houzai Gate, there was only a trace of afterglow left. When it hit the city wall, it was still magnificent and magnificent.
Hundreds of soldiers lying on the trees, among the grass, and in the pits outside the city gate held their breaths in their hands, listening to the approaching footsteps, their nerves were tense, and they felt a strange kind of excitement.
The official road outside the city gate is just a branch road leading to Chang'an. After traveling a few miles south, it will merge with the main road and then turn all the way to the west, extending in the direction of Xianglu Village and Lingshan Col.
The footsteps were getting closer and closer, and the recruits' hearts were in their throats. Just when they were about to swarm up, surround the "saint" who entered the city, and tie her back to receive the first victory, they heard the voices of their fellow soldiers on several trees.
Pao screamed and fell down the tree. Several thin branches were stuck on his cheeks and neck!
"There is an ambush ahead! Retreat quickly!"
Following the sound of those footsteps shouting loudly, the group of people surrounding the "Saint Girl" decisively turned around and fled toward the southeast among the grass.
"Xie Niang! Chase quickly!"
The soldiers were so angry that they rushed out one after another and chased the fleeing people.