Volume 5, The Pen of God, Chapter 71, One of Three Little Things
After the curtain, the palmism was silent. His broken hands had been cured by Haotian.
There are many difficult things to understand the temple.
On the bright festival, the performance of the dealer of the Shinsea Ye Hongyu was questioned by many people, especially those who returned from the South China Sea.
Punish her without any evidence.
But what He Mingchi said at this time made him more vigilant, because some old things many years ago, because He Mingchi said that she had occasional actions from the temple of light.
The Temple of Guangming is above Taoshan, and you can look at it at will. Ye Hongyu is a ruling of the Great Protoss. If it is usual, do n’t say it, even if you look at it carefully before you go to the Temple of Guangming?
However, the Temple of Guangming is no longer at the beginning.
Since the mountain peach blossoms recovered in the spring, after the long lamp was extinguished, the Temple of Guangming has become the ban on the Taoshan.
As Haotian showed the miracles several times on the light festival, the guess of the heart of the believer once became a fact, and naturally no one dared to disrespect to the Temple of Guangming.
Whoever is, even the conjecture has become taboos.
The priests in the South China Sea were temporarily arranged in the Temple of Tianda. Zhao Nanhai and others returned to Taoshan. They originally wanted to compete with the Gongjiao to fight for the Gate, but now they dare not do anything.
Pray prayer religiously, I just hope that the moment when I can see the face.
Under such circumstances, Ye Hongyu looked at the Temple of Guangming, and naturally made people puzzled and vigilant -what was she looking at, did she dare to glimpse the one in the temple?
Deep down in the temple, Ye Hongyu was silent in Mo Yu's seat, and there was no emotion on the beautiful face. It was indifferent and heartbroken.
The reports of their reports did not respond, and even seemed to lose their ability to think.
The reason for this is because when she was thinking about a picture -when the light festival, Ning Que shot the gods where the palmism was located. The thin old Taoist looked as ridiculous.
Because of that picture, these days, she tossed around, it was difficult to sleep, her thoughts, and she couldn't be quiet. It was naturally impossible for her mood to be better.
In the news of Youge, naturally, she couldn't hide her ruling. She wanted to know how the temple would handle Ning Que, which will affect her thoughts on something.
Like Momoyama, the atmosphere of the entire West Lingshen Kingdom seems to be very nervous.
Because of the relationship between the academy, the Guangming Festival was very uncomfortable, the sacrifice fled, and the Xiling Temple was severely injured. Because of the death of Liu Bai, Jiange officially broke with Daomen. In the end, it can only end.
No good celebration ceremony was held.
However, many people did not leave the Xiling God Kingdom. Because of the government affairs, the kings from the country pious their heads in front of Momoyama, and then reluctantly left, but the group stayed, but at the same time, there were originally prepared to participate in the celebration.
Tens of thousands of believers in the dance group.
Haotian is in the world, and may be in the Xiling Temple now. Under such circumstances, how can those devout believers leave Xiling? Even if they are attacked by swords and axes, it is impossible for them to move their positions, so Taoshan Qianping and the surrounding villages and towns
The place was still full of people, but no one dared to make any noise.
The Tang State did not send an envoy to participate in the Light Festival. What came to the Xiling Divine Kingdom was the * Zhao Dance Troupe without official status. In fact, if the Xiling Temple had not insisted on writing this article into the peace treaty, the Tang court would not have even sent the * Zhao Dance Troupe.
, because everyone knows that the treatment of Tang people here cannot be very good.
*Zhao was originally scheduled to perform a song and dance after the Light Festival, but Chen Pipi was rescued by the academy. Naturally, the celebratory song and dance could not be carried out. Afterwards, they prepared to leave Taoshan, but were forced to stay by Xiling Temple.
This is a war between the Tang Dynasty and Xiling. The academy destroyed the Light Festival, but they were forced to stay. No matter how you look at it, this thing is depressing and dangerous.
The girls who were recruited live in a small town in front of the mountain. They have ordinary houses and are guarded by many temple cavalry outside. The girls are naturally afraid because they don't know when bad luck will come.
Now the head of the singing and dancing troupe is Xiaocao. The once childish and cute little girl has now matured. She is still young, but she already behaves like a general.
After the temple revealed their intention not to allow them to return to Chang'an, she immediately passed the news back to Chang'an City through relevant channels. Just the day before yesterday, the negotiation documents from the Tang court had arrived. Because of this
, Xiling Temple did not take any more extreme actions against the * move.
But Xiaocao knew that the court's documents could only temporarily alleviate the current situation, but could not really bring the recruited girls back to Chang'an. If she continued to stay in such a hostile and dangerous environment, she was worried that she would be close to death.
How many more days can the girls who have suffered a mental breakdown survive?
"Master Priest, I want to get a definite reply."
Xiaocao looked at the Xiling priest in front of her and said with a calm but firm tone: "If the temple doesn't let us leave Xiling, I need a reason, and the Tang Dynasty court also needs a reason."
The Xiling priest squinted at her and said, "Is the girl threatening the temple?"
Xiaocao lowered his head slightly and said, "I don't dare, but the temple must be reasonable."
The priest of Xiling sneered twice, thinking that the Guangming Festival was brought to this end by you Tang people. The temple's face was extremely disgraceful, but you actually have the nerve to ask the temple to reason?
"I said a few days ago, since you are here to perform a dance, how can you leave?"
Xiaocao said: "If we want to watch the dance, we can do it at any time, but when?"
The priest frowned and said displeasedly: "It is a supreme honor for the temple to ask you to perform a dance. Just wait patiently for instructions. Where do you get so many problems? Be careful to punish you for the crime of disrespect."
Xiaocao's chest rose and fell slightly, and she suppressed the anger in her heart and said, "Even if you want to perform a dance, you need time to prepare. Please let the priest know the date."
The priest looked indifferent and said: "I don't know."
Xiaocao asked: "Then who can know?"
The priest looked at her and said mockingly: "I don't know either."
Xiaocao said calmly: "I want to see the headmaster. I think he will definitely know about it."
"What is your identity? You actually want to see the headmaster?" the priest sternly scolded.
Xiao Cao looked unchanged, and said, "Then I want to see the decision to decide."
The priest watched Xiao Cao mocked and said, "Until now, your persistent Tang people are not willing to accept reality? Tell you clearly, unless you die, you should not want to cross this threshold in your life."
The document of the Tang Dynasty's court failed to let the Xiling Temple be released*recruiting Chang'an. From that moment, Xiao Cao knew that the ending of waiting for himself and the girls must be extremely miserable.
The war end, and it is impossible to change the ending that you will die.
*The girls who recruit also understand this truth, but no one always talks about these things. Everyone always holds the luck in case of luck, until then by the priest's expression, Xiaocao's expression is slightly dark, the house behind the house courtyard is
The sound of weeping in Sheli.
The crying sound of the Xiling god official was very satisfied with the cry, and was about to say a few words to make these Tang women more painful, and the gate of the courtyard was suddenly pushed away.
He turned to look at the Xiling Shenwei and asked, "What is it?"
A Xiling Shenwei said: "Some adults want to call*recruiting daughters."
The priest frowned a little displeased, and the cold voice said, "Which temple in the temple?
The Xiling Shenwei said, "What you are, you actually want to find out such things!"
Xiao Cao was listening to this, and I couldn't help but feel a little bit relieved, but was more curious and vigilant.
The priest was trembling with anger, watching the crowd scolding: "It's so big, but even the adults do not even let the adults in the palm, do you want to die?"
"Who dares to stop the person to see the Temple of Guangming?"
A very immature voice sounded, Xiling Shenwei separated, revealing a girl in white.
The priest looked at the girl in white, and suddenly remembered something. She suddenly felt that all the strength in the body was taken off, and she was paralyzed to the ground, and she could no longer crawl up.
The girl in white didn't look at this person at a glance, walked to the court, and watched the makeup women who came out of the house, frowned slightly, and then asked, "Who is the small grass?"
Xiao Cao took a deep breath and took a step forward, and said respectfully: "I am."
Before the bright festival,*recruiting people was placed under house arrest in this humble house. She did not know what happened these days.
The origin of the girl, but through the reaction of the priest, she knew that the status of the girl in white in the Temple of Xiling must inevitably be small, so no matter what happened next, she must grasp it.
The girl in white looks at the small grass, and I can't understand why the owner summons this Tang girl. You must know that until now, no one can enter the Temple of Bright, even the palmism.
Xiaocao walked into the carriage with the girl in white and left the town.
*The girls of the recruitment rushed to the door, watching the gradually disappearing carriage, the eyebrows were full of worries, I don't know what the grass would meet in the Temple of Guangming.
It was not until this time that the Xiling Prince woke up from the extreme panic. He was muddy and left the courtyard like a soul.
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(Three little things determine the world. Everything is going well recently. It’s just that the heat here in Hubei is a bit unbearable. I have lived in the Northeast for several years and I really can’t get used to it. June 1st is the book review competition award ceremony. I will be on this day. I went back to the Northeast before, and Qingliang was waiting for me. I will work very hard to write in June, with a guarantee of 200,000, but I still won’t ask for any votes. This is just to make up for this month. Thank you all again.) (To be continued.) Please search Piaotian Literature, the novels will be better and updated faster!)