Dark will-o'-the-wisps danced across the mountain plains, and hundreds of pilgrims gathered around them dully. The young man slashed with his knife, knocking down one of the pilgrims who came around, but several more came to him.
We are staggering in the crowd of letter-carrying customers!
"Don't come here!" The young man wanted to shout loudly, but found that his throat was dry and he couldn't make a sound, so he had to retreat blankly.
Brother Nan, Brother Yan, Yanji, not guilty! The young man looked around, but couldn't see a familiar person. Apart from the dull visitors, there were wild wolves with green eyes!
"Om-man-ni-ba-mi-hum-kill-kill-kill! Kill him and you can become a Buddha!" The cold voice of the green-faced Buddhist monk sounded in the young man's ears again, like Shura from hell.
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"Kill him, hahaha, kill him!" The Buddhist monk's face became distorted, and finally he turned into Feng De'en and Li Linfu.
"No!" The young man shouted suddenly and sat up.
"Huh, it turned out to be a nightmare!" Li Kuo let out a long breath, and his forehead was covered with cold sweat. The green-faced Buddhist monk, the dull believers, and the wild wolves in the valley no longer exist, and he is still alive and well!
The light in the room was very soft, and the flames of the four candles danced lightly. The ambergris flowed along the Persian carpet, making people feel soothing.
Where is this? The young man feels a little dazed, with the gauze half-covered, red candles swaying, carved beams and painted buildings, and the fragrance blowing on his face. This is not a military camp, let alone his home. Where on earth is this?
"You're awake!" Yang Huahua twisted her waist and walked quickly to the bedside with a jade bowl in her hand. "Hurry up and drink this bowl of Tremella and Wolfberry Soup that I just made. This thing is the best for nourishing blood and nourishing Qi!
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"Mrs. Guo Guo?" Li Kuo looked at Yang Huahua doubtfully, but refused to take the jade bowl and stood there stupidly.
"You silly boy! Who else could it be if you weren't from the slave family?" Yang Huahua pushed the jade bowl aside and sighed. "You are really a little enemy. You made the slave family cry last time for nothing. This time you come to my house again.
Come and ask for medicine!" Yang Huahua stood up and walked two steps:
"You have been away from Zhongnan Mountain for a long time, so your brothers organized people to go into the mountain to search for you. They searched directly from the foot of the mountain to the col, only to find that you were on a huge rock! When you shined a torch, guess what? I got caught.
Be good, there are more than a dozen gray wolves with white eyes!" Yang Huahua held her hands and her heart jumped back, her movements were very exaggerated.
"Pfft!" Li Kuo laughed out loud when he saw Yang Huahua's actions were so funny.
"You finally smiled!" Yang Huahuafu sat next to the embroidery bed again, picked up the jade bowl and handed it to Li Kuo happily. "The imperial doctor said, you were frightened this time, and you are holding back a feeling in your heart.
Jin. If you don’t let out this evil energy, it will become stagnate and become a disease, which will be bad for your health!”
Yang Huahua breathed out gently and adjusted the temperature of the medicine: "This is the Tremella Fungus and Wolfberry Soup made by the slave family. Open your mouth and try it!"
"No, I'll do it myself!" Li Kuo grabbed the jade bowl, raised his neck and filled the bowl with the bottom empty.
"You're an enemy!" Yang Huahua lightly touched Li Kuo's eyebrows and said lovingly.
Li Kuo put the jade bowl away, then remembered that he was still staying at Mrs. Guo Guo's house at this time, and was about to get up: "Excuse me, madam, to take care of you, but I still have to go to Yanji, and I won't blame them. Brother Nan, Brother Lei, and the others are here again."
Everyone is injured!"
"Alas, alas, alas. Don't be in a hurry to get out of bed! The imperial doctor said that your blood loss is too serious this time, so you need to take care of yourself. You can't get out of bed with your legs now!" Yang Huahua blocked her.
In front of the bed, he refused to let the boy get out of bed.
Sighing slightly, Yang Huahua said softly: "Don't worry, the young men of the Zhang family and the Zhou family have returned to the military camp. After a fierce battle, they were all exhausted and just had a good time to rest. Nan Daxia and Lei
The heroes were all seriously injured and are now being nursed back to health by famous doctors in my house. They will never be left behind! You little brothers are carrying a lot of injuries and can't find where to go for a while. Why don't you rush to the doctor in case of illness?
Arrive at someone’s house.”
"Oh!" After Li Kuo learned that his friends and brothers were not in danger, he breathed a sigh of relief and lay down on the pillow.
The young man was in a very complicated mood now. The face of the green-faced Buddhist monk appeared in his mind all the time. As soon as he closed his eyes, the green-faced fangs floated towards him, lingering for life and death! As he got closer, he found that the face had changed.
It was blurry, and after a few seconds it turned into Dezi's smiling face, and into Li Linfu's "good eyes" that seemed to be smiling but not smiling. The feeling of being betrayed by a good friend is very uncomfortable, it is the pain of being stabbed in the heart! It's like
You put all your efforts into planning a wedding for a friend, only to find out that the bride is his first love when you go to the wedding hall. This experience of almost being teased made Li Kuo feel very cold in his heart. At this moment, he no longer wanted to know why Dezi would marry him.
The Tubo Buddhist monk was involved, and he no longer bothered to listen to any of his excuses. He would not have known that the so-called holy water that the Tubo monk had given to the believers could confuse the minds, nor would he have known about the belief in fratricide in the Zhongnan Mountain Col.
The guests are our compatriots!
That was a kind of betrayal, not only a betrayal to oneself, but also a betrayal to the Tang Dynasty and the nation!
Seeing Li Kuo frowning, Yang Huahua thought he was worried about the unusual movements of the Tibetan Buddhist monks, so he tried to explain it to him and hurriedly covered his mouth and said with a smile: "You have been unconscious for a day and a night. Don't you know that the Tubo prince Lu Zhanxi was assassinated the day before yesterday?"
Honglu Temple has finally vented its anger on us Tang people!" Yang Huahua waved her sleeves, as if she was telling a trivial matter. Perhaps the death of a prince was not worth mentioning in the eyes of Mrs. Guo Guo.
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"Lu Zanxi is dead?" Li Kuo looked at Mrs. Guo Guo in surprise, his eyes widening in disbelief.
"Isn't that right? Mr. Li Xiu, the Minister of Honglu Temple, is very busy right now. The Tibetan envoys are all rushing from Honglu Temple to Youxiang Mansion!" Yang Huahua shook her fan slightly, feeling very proud.
"Damn it! What a plan to kill two birds with one stone!" Li Kuo punched the bed hard and said bitterly.
"How do you say this?" Yang Huahua looked confused. In her opinion, the Tubo people have always been arrogant and domineering. Now the death of a prince is a big deal for the people of Chang'an. And the highest official in charge of Honglu Temple is Li Linfu.
Li Linfu's son Li Xiu. Li Linfu has always been at odds with the Yang family. Now that she saw that Li Linfu's son was defeated, she naturally clapped her hands and celebrated. As for what conspiracy is hidden behind this and what impact it will have on the politics of the two countries, it has nothing to do with her, Yang Huahua.
She didn't want to spend so much time exploring.
"If I remember correctly, the Tibetans sent an envoy to Chang'an to ask for peace at the beginning of this year. His Majesty felt that the people's livelihood on the border was in decline and could not bear to see his subjects suffer from the war anymore, so he agreed to the Tubo people's peace request. Who knew that it would happen at the end of the year?
A large number of Buddhist monks have poured into Chang'an, using the name of spreading Buddhism to confuse the people of the Tang Dynasty and try to divide the people's hearts. At this sensitive juncture, the Tibetan prince died suddenly, and I am afraid that a storm is coming!"
ps: You may not know what it feels like to be betrayed by your most trusted friend, but Liu Yun has tasted it. As Liu Yun said in the article, it is a heart-wrenching pain!
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