Faithful to Buddha, Faithful to You

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There was a pain in the waist. I opened my eyes and saw the half-bald branches covering the gloomy sky. The snow accumulated on the branches and leaves was hit by my body, and the snow fell down and piled on me. Fortunately, the landing in the snow eased the momentum.

Open the zipper to remove the headgear, reach for the waist, sit up with your teeth grinning, and look around. In front is a hillside, and there is a small river not far away. There is a small stream of water flowing in the unfrozen place. On the other side is a piece of forest, with mountains in the distance, especially clear under the snow. Although the snow has stopped, the sky is still hazy.

I want to stand up, another pain in my waist. The big bag on his body was too heavy, and the person fell backwards and fell into the snow. It took me a long time to get up, and I am really old, not as good as ten years ago.

Walking across the **** of the snow, I saw several farmhouses. After knocking on the door, I realized that I had fallen to Zhouzhi County, which was more than 150 miles from Chang'an. To inquire about how to go to Huxian County, the villagers didn't make it very clear, so they just gave up. Fortunately, I have my own map, so I can ask again later.

He took out a few pieces of shredded silver brought by modern times, bought a bullock cart with his fellow villagers, and dried food such as cakes. Not wanting to delay too much time, he went on the official road under the guidance of his fellow. Travel all the way to Chang'an. The Xiaoyao Garden in Hu County is located forty miles away from Chang'an. Therefore, we must first go in the direction of Chang'an.

Driving a slow oxen cart, I was a little worried. Because the driving skills are not too hard, the speed can never be improved. A lot of people were seen on the official road along the way, both men, women and children. His face was dusty and ragged, and he helped him all the way to the east.

This group of people appears to be refugees. I have to ask, all from Liangzhou. Because of famine, there was nowhere to live, so after Lu Long surrendered to Yao Xing, he came to Qindi to find a way out. According to records, Rosh should have arrived in Chang'an at this time. Fearing that the records were wrong, they couldn’t help but ask if they knew where the master Kumoroshi was now, but they were unclear.

Asking one by one, suddenly my heart tightened! Not far in front, there was a maroon tall and thin back figure mixed in the crowd, raking his shoulders, and the monk's clothes rolled up and down in the cold wind. I hurriedly led the bullock cart to the side of the road, ran to the back of the figure with my fastest speed, and pulled his arm.

In the deep eye sockets are wrinkled old eyes, the nose is unusually tall, the lips are flat and wide, and the reddish bearded beard mustache is of Central Asian descent. The eyebrows have a firm temperament, wisdom and compassion, and are almost seventy years old.

"Female donor, are you looking for a poor monk?"

Crappy Chinese with a strong nasal sound made it very difficult to hear what he said. Put down his hand and shake his head in disappointment. I really thought he was crazy. According to records: He was taken by Yao Xingde to Chang'an on December 20th, 401, Lunar Calendar. It has been more than a month now. How could he be alone in the refugee population? Wanting to turn around and leave, he stopped and asked, "This master, can you tell me where is the master Jumo Luoshi who lived in a long time?"

With surprise in his eyes, he turned his eyes and thought desperately, saying word by word: "Um... Qiu Moruojibo... arrived in Chang'an. The poor monk went to Chang'an to find him..."

When his thoughts moved, he actually called his Sanskrit name! Hurry to switch to Thuraro: "Does the master know him?"

The old monk's face was inexplicably surprised, his mouth wide open and glared at me, then his face was full of joy, and he answered me in fluent Tyrannosaurus: "I didn't expect anyone in the Central Plains to speak Guizi!"

He prayed to me for eleven and said: "This female donor, I am a native of Lebin, named Buddha Yeshe. Kumarosh was a student of me and my best friend."

It was my turn to be surprised! Buddha Yeshe, of course I know him. When Roche passed through the Kingdom of Shale when he was back from Guibin to Guizi when he was a boy, Lord Buddha was supported by Prince Shale. Roche followed him to learn Dharma. At that time, Buddha Yeshe was twenty-seven years old, but he was full of praise for the 13-year-old Roche. Although it is a relationship between teachers and students, he regards Rosh as a confidant. When Roche was going back to Guizi, he still kept Rosh. This happened before I first met Roche.

"The master went to Chang'an to find him. So, Roche has arrived in Chang'an?"

"Exactly. Daqin Guo hired him as a national teacher and invited someone to invite him. Last month, he arrived in Chang'an. I went to Gu Zang to find him with all the hardships, but I lost my luck. I had to go to Chang'an again."

He thought about and glanced at me: "I don't know why the female donor inquired about him?"

I smiled and made a gesture of asking him: "I have a great connection with Master Jomorosh, and it is difficult to make clear in a few words. I went to Chang'an to find him. I wonder if the Master is willing to walk with me?"

He looked at my bullock cart, and he saw that I was alone. It seemed a bit worried. I smiled generously: "Everyone is equal, and the four phases are nothing but vain. The mage was known as an open-minded man when he was young, so why should he stick to the defense of men and women now?"

He opened his mouth in surprise: "How does the female donor learn about my childhood?"

I laughed: "My husband told me."

In the past, Roche told me about the interesting facts of his young master. Buddha Yeshe is a Brahmin, born noble. He became a monk at the age of thirteen, and by the time he was nineteen, he had read a lot of classics. But he was young and arrogant, thinking that few people in the world could teach him, so he was disgusted by the monks and monks. By the time he was twenty, it was time to be fully ordained, and no one was willing to give him the ordination. It was not until the age of twenty-seven that he found a disciplinary teacher to receive full ordination for him.

He was really puzzled: "Your husband?"

I nodded and looked up: "My husband is your best friend--Kumorosh."

"This..." really scared him, took a step back and stared at me in horror. "Did not his wife die sixteen years ago?"

Looking at him, it was a little funny. The reason for telling him the truth is because he likes him. He was the first to preach Mahayana teachings to Roche. After returning to Guizi at the age of 13, Roche kept communicating with him. The two sympathized with each other, both teachers and friends. When the news of Roche's broken color ring spread, he was the only person in the Western Region Monk Group who had the same status as Rosh to publicly sympathize with Rosh. He came to Chang'an to help Rosh translate the Scriptures together. Sooner or later, he will know about his relationship. So it is better to be open and honest now.

"Shouldn't Rosh ever say that I passed away? It's just that everyone rumors." He smiled slightly to him. "I went back to my mother's house. Guan Shan blocked for sixteen years, and he hasn't come to him until now."

He looked at me carefully and shook his head again: "The female donor should not make a lie. You can only look at twenty-four or four, how could he be his wife sixteen years ago?"

I laughed dumbly. In ancient times, especially in wars, the average life expectancy was only forty or fifty. Women lack nutrition, skin care products and cosmetics, and work too early to give birth, it is easy to grow old. "Master, I'm thirty-five years old, but it's just that the skin looks young."

I added another two years old, so that at the age of eighteen to marry him, it always makes sense. "Twenty-seven years ago Fu Jian sent Lu Guang to attack Guizi. The Master persuaded King Shale to help him, and King Shale personally led the soldiers, and entrusted the state to you. But the rescue of Shale has not arrived, and Guizi has fallen. Sha After King Le returned to China, he told the Master that Roche was forced to break the ring and marry his wife, and was taken away by Lu Guang. The Master once lamented that he could not see Rosh again in this life."

I greeted him with more and more startled eyes, and slightly said: "These are mentioned in the Master's letter to Roche. The letter first came to Guizi, and was kept by Roche's younger brother, Vishati. Hand over to the disciple of Roche Pan Ye Ta Luo from Guizi to Gu Zang."

At that time, Roche's twenty-four Qizi disciples made a long journey to Gu Zang to follow Rosh. This letter was finally handed over to Rosh.

He has completely believed. With a sigh, he shook his head and wrinkled tears in his old eyes: "After I continued to stay in Shale Kingdom for more than ten years, I was invited by King Qizi to go to Guizi Hongfa again. I finally received Luo in Guizi three years ago. Shi’s letter. This is the first time he has received a letter from him since he went to the Central Plains. He hasn’t heard from the news for more than ten years. He had difficulty in spreading the Fa in Gu Zang alone, so I wanted to help him. King Turtles struggled to stay. I later escaped, but unfortunately when he arrived at Guzang after half a year, Roche had gone to Chang'an."

I also wiped tears: "Master, let's talk in the car. We must hurry up and hurry up. I hope to see Roche tomorrow."

Buddha Yeshe sat in a bullock cart with me, and the two took turns driving. A lot of things were discussed along the way. I told him how Roche was suppressed by the Lu family in Gu Zang, and how we survived the famine. When the sun went down, we had rushed for more than thirty miles. Stopped by a small river to rest, I took out the dry food, but he told me politely that he only had one meal a day.

I went to the river to catch the water with a water bag, and the afterglow of the setting sun was slanted on the river, sparkling waves. Stand up and squint to cover the glow of the target. There should be a village ahead, and we can stay there tonight.

Walking back to the bullock cart, I saw Buddha Yeshe stretching his muscles with his waist. Passing the water bladder to him, he thanked it and took it out, filtering it out first. Take a sip of cold water and look at me with certainty, suddenly said: "He said about you in the letter."

His heart jumped and looked up at him. He sighed and shook his head slightly: "He said, break the ring and get married, he will not regret it for life..."

Tears poured out without warning. Buddha Yeshe looked at me, and the dim light gradually dyed his bearded gull, showing golden light. He took another sip of water, turned his head to face the sunset, and said quietly: "Rosh is like a cotton, how can he get into the thorn forest?"

I understand what he means. Roche was too perfect, but it was as if it were thin. Unexpectedly, in the thorns, it is inevitable that wicked people want to destroy this pure white cotton. In his view, Roche lacked Shen Yi's firm personality, so he committed the shameful behavior despised by practitioners. He is a close friend of Roche. Although he sympathizes with Roche's experience, he still has the same attitude with other monks in this regard. The Buddhist historian's view of Rosh's personality is determined by his sentiment.

Come up with a rebuttal, but the words come to your lips, but they still swallow them back. With a light smile, why should I and Roche care about the opinions of others? I came this time, only half a year. He was too late to accompany him, how could he have time to think about others?

"Master, it's not too early. Let's go to the village in front--"

The speed of the horseshoes interrupted my words. Looking at the official road, a team of people is coming in a hurry. Buddha Yeshe looked for a while, and suddenly his face changed, and said to me: "Quick! Find some mud and blacken your face!"

I didn't understand it for a while, and Buddha Yeshe had stooped down and grabbed the soil on the ground: "That was General Xiaoqi of Qin State, and has been robbing young and beautiful women among Liangzhou refugees for days."

The soil of Buddha Yeshe had not yet been handed over to me, and the group of horses and horses had already run to the front. Leading by a young man in armor, he didn't dare to read more and turned around quickly.

It's too late. The horse screamed and stopped in front of me. I reached into my sleeve and secretly prepared the anesthesia gun. When someone dismounted, the sound of footsteps came towards me. Now that they have attracted the attention of this group of people, it is meaningless to turn their backs on them. So I turned around and looked directly at the young man who came to me. The afterglow of the sunset pulled out this tall figure. Xin Chang's muscular body, legs and hands are longer than ordinary people. At a glance, he knows that this person is brave and brave, good at shooting.

When he approached, he felt awkward. This young man is handsome and handsome, but he is a tyrant! Bronze skin, which has been exposed to the sun all year round, reflects the handsome features. The bridge of the nose is tall, the forehead is clean, and the eyes of a pair of thick eyebrows are like a torch, showing a vicious, like a leopard staring closely at the prey. A strand of long hair hangs on the right ear side, and the rest of the hair strands are on the top of the head. This strand of deliberately hung hair looks extremely sexy.

Such a man has absolutely nothing to do with it. Some panic, how to deal with him? He had come to me, and sunset glow fell on his raised jaw, glorious. Suddenly I felt something was wrong. I saw a long arm stretched out quickly. Before I could react, the man had been pulled to his chest.

"After so many days, I finally saw a passing eye." He looked at me with his eyes looking at his prey, and his thin lips pursed a chill. The corners of the eyes drooped, and his face was full of anger.

"The donor, she...married...not..." Buddha Yeshe stammered out awkward Chinese. The young man just glanced at Buddha Yeshe and turned to look at me.

"Are you married?" Without any emotional voice, listening to teach people to chill.

I nodded.

He raised a beautiful long eyebrow: "Looking at your early twenties, you should be married." Think about it and show a cool smile, "It doesn't matter, you can sing and dance. Just send you into the palace, always It’s better than the men who are following them."

Suddenly moved in my heart. Enter the palace? Who is he? The sixteen countries, except for Li Hao's Xiliang, were all established by the Five Hus, and there was no concept of chastity among the Han people. Therefore, even married women can still take photos. But what was the purpose of him looting the women from Liangzhou refugees into the palace?

Without waiting for me to think carefully, he was already dragged away. Buddha Yeshe hurried forward to try to hold me, and I shook his head secretly at him. He turned and smiled at the young man: "As there is wealth to be found, the concubine took the bag and went with the little general."

He was stunned and let me go: "You're the first woman who doesn't cry." Well, this general likes your temperament. When you enter the palace, as long as you are clever, even if it's not the first time, the rich will be at your fingertips. "

I frowned. It's such a rough speech that I really aggrieved this good skin. I went to the bullock cart and took my backpack, and said to Buddha Yeshe in Tuhuolu language: "Master, don't worry about me. You go to Caotang Temple, Xiaoyaoyuan, Huxian County. Rosh is there. If the master arrives earlier than me , Please tell Roche that Ai Qing is back."

The reason why I followed him was that because he took the horse, even if I shot him with an anesthesia gun, I couldn't escape being arrested. Secondly, his sentence that sent me to the palace caused me to think. Rosh was respected by Yao Xing as the national teacher at the moment, in the imperial garden Xiaoyao Garden. If I were a civilian, I could not see him at all. If you can enter the palace, then there may be an opportunity.

I carried my bag in a carriage. There are also five girls inside. The commoner Jingchai, with red and swollen eyes, were all snatched from the refugees. Some wonder, Yao Xing is considered an enlightened monarch in the Sixteen Kingdoms. What identity does this young man dare to rob public women?

Inquired about the girls, who had just been taken into custody and just cried. Among them, the oldest woman seems to be twenty-six or six years old. With a height of nearly one meter and seventy, the facial features are not as elaborate as those of the Han women, and they should be Huns. Although she was not beautiful, she was quite calm. She looked at me deliberately for a few more times, and seemed to have some deep meaning, and then told me that he had called him General Liu. I always felt that she was familiar with some vagueness, and asked her name, Yan Jing. The name is so common that there is no special impression. After asking a few more words, she said nothing.

I thought to myself: Liu, surnamed Liu, was named General Xiaoqi in his early twenties. Although he was handsome and handsome, he was cold and impermanent. Suddenly thought, he is another owl of this era, the founder of the Great Xia Kingdom, the Huns, who are very powerful!

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Hui Jiao's "The Master Monk's Biography of Lord Buddha's House": Buddha Lord's House, this cloud feels clear, and the Yebin people are also Brahman species. In the nineteenth year, chanting and multiplying millions of words. Although the degree of simplicity is simple and arrogant, he is quite aware of his own position. In the twenty-seventh year, he was ordained. Later to the country of Shale. After Roche arrived, Fu received his education from Buddha Yeshe, with great respect. Even with the mother and the child, Yesher stayed. The king of Qing Dynasty, the crown prince takes the throne. Shi Fujian sent Lv Guangxi to evacuate the torch, and King Shale led his troops to go there, so that Prince Yesheliu's Prince Committee would do something for the future. The salvation is not here and Guizi is defeated. Wang Guiju said that Roche was held by Guang. She Nai sighed: "Although I have met Roche for a long time, I haven't embraced it. When he was in captivity, what time did he meet?" Shi Shi sent a letter in Gu Zang to ask for it. Wrapped grain wants to go, the Chinese keep it, stop for a while. The disciple of Yun Yun: "I want to find Rosh. It can be densely packed at night, so don't make it known." Xing Dagu is in Zang, and has entered Chang'an. Wen Yaoxing forced the concubine to persuade him to be illegal, but he sighed: "Rosh is like a good cotton, how can he get into the thorn forest?"