Royal road

It is cold in winter, and there are many charcoal stoves at night. Even in the staff courtyard, new-style stoves are installed in nine out of ten.But in this bedroom, there is no heating appliance, it is as cold as an ice cellar.If it were someone else, I would have been curled up in the cold long ago, but the person on the couch was sweating profusely from sleep, and even half of the quilt that was covering him had slipped off.

The man was not wearing a coat.On the exposed shoulders, there are deep or shallow knife wounds and arrow marks.Although these scars are ferocious, they are not very frightening, nor do they damage the firmness of the texture, but instead give off an awe-inspiring attitude.Just like those predatory beasts, Ben Zhang is vigorous and vigorous, which makes people feel admirable.

But now, the broad shoulders are tense, as if wrestling with something.

The low and shallow breathing sound became more and more urgent, bringing with it a slight panting.I don't know whether it was because of the cold or fright, but at the moment when I reached the peak, my closed eyelids trembled suddenly, and I opened my eyes.In the gray-blue eyes, there is mist and confusion, but more of it is scorching hot like red flames, as if trying to penetrate the barrier and firmly nail on the phantom of nostalgia.

Soon, those eyes closed again.After three or five breaths, when he opened it again, there was only the calmness in his blue eyes as before.

Yiyan lifted the quilt, turned over and sat up on the couch.The sweat on his back had been dried by the cold wind, causing some tingling pain.However, the stickiness in the pants will not disappear out of thin air.This should be embarrassing, but he didn't show any expression on his face. He just took off his dirty pants, got up and walked to the basin beside him, poured some cold water, and wiped it off.

In a short time, those unseemly traces disappeared.Yiyan pulled out a new set of clothes and put them on slowly.

This is not the first time he has dreamed of these horrible scenes.But the initial shame and fear are gone, leaving only solace.In the day-to-day, uninterrupted suffering, he supported him and staggered forward.I don't know if it's because of living in the same mansion again, the dream even came a little more, sweeter, but Yiyan has never been defeated by the dream.He knew that what he wanted was not just those in his dreams.

There was no maid in the room to serve her. After she was fully dressed, the soldiers outside the door brought warm water and green salt for washing.After taking care of his appearance carefully, Yiyan walked out of the room without eating.

These days, the Tiger Wolf Battalion had already started training, and he would go out of the city to the camp every day.But no matter how tired he is, Yiyan will still return to the city on time and rest in the governor's mansion.But today, he is not going outside the city.

After passing through several corridors, Yiyan came to the main courtyard.There are already many people waiting in the courtyard.Today is the winter solstice. According to the usual practice, a Nuo ceremony should be held, followed by a banquet for the officials.As one of the most important festivals at the end of the year, how could the governor's mansion miss such a good opportunity to calm people's hearts?

Yiyan also stood in the queue.Now he is no longer the chief military officer, and there are still Linghu Sheng and others in front of him.However, the veterans all showed enough kindness to Yiyan, the envoy's confidant, and after saluting one by one, the team calmed down again.After a while, the main hall door opened, and several people came to the courtyard surrounded by a tall man with a black crown and a crimson suit.

The man's complexion was still a little pale, even though he was wearing winter clothes, he was like a wild crane and a lonely pine.The slender figure does not make people feel thin, but there is an aura of calmness and prestige.Just standing still in front of the hall, all the civil and military personnel in the front, back, left and right bowed and saluted respectfully.

"Today's winter solstice, there is no need to be too polite." A clear voice rang out in the courtyard, and when everyone straightened up, the man walked up to Fang Xiangshi wearing a fierce mask, and said solemnly: "Er Nai leads the year-old Nuo, Get rid of the crowd!"

The Nuo Ceremony in the governor's mansion is much grander than that in the county mansion.Following the envoy's order, Fang Xiang led the Lishi boys around him and shouted loudly.The majestic and solemn Nuo dance boils like flames with the sound of drums and music.

Everyone is wearing a mask, wearing animal skins, and there are many spears and spears, just like a group of demons dancing wildly.However, the man stood among the ghosts and remained motionless.The torch reflected on the jade-like cheeks, shining brightly.

Yiyan didn't look away, just staring at the scene in front of him.Until Fang Xiangshi, who was holding a torch, rushed out of the Governor's Mansion and headed for the central road in Jinyang City.

After the Nuo ceremony was over, there should have been a banquet.The owner of the governor's mansion got into the carriage and headed to the west of the city.In Huai'en Temple, a grand puja is also being held.This is the first time that a Buddhist temple has held a seven-day sacrificial meeting during the winter solstice.Save the souls of the dead and comfort the ancestors.

This is somewhat different from the Buddhist etiquette, but this kind of dharma meeting is no different from the benefit of the people who believe in Buddhism in Jinyang.Fang Xiangshi only exorcised ghosts and avoided epidemics. If he wanted to save his dead relatives, he still had to pay homage to Buddha and Taoism.

The presence of the governor in person added a special color to this puja.All the eminent monks in the temple greeted them out of the temple gate.

"Master, Zen master." Liang Feng took a step forward and saluted the two leading monks.

The elderly host and Zhu Fahu respectfully returned the gift.Not long ago, Zhu Fada brought his mentor to Bingzhou and settled down in Huai'en Temple.Now these two people with similar identities seem to be extremely harmonious, how can it not be surprising.

"The dharma assembly is about to open the altar, and please let me enter the hall." The old monk looked calm and invited him calmly.It seems that it was not the Lord of Bingzhou who was invited, but a devout believer.

Liang Feng smiled and entered the Buddhist temple with his cronies behind him.Due to the arrival of Zhu Fahu and others, the number of monks in the temple has increased several times, but the Buddhist temple has not been expanded, and settlement has become a problem.But there are also benefits of having more people. For example, this ceremony is several times more grand than the Obon Festival in those years, and it has also earned a lot of popularity from the people of Jinyang who have always liked the winter solstice exorcism.

"The scriptures to be recited today were translated by Chan Master Zhu Fahu." After the presiding officer sat down on the futon, he bowed to the old monk beside him, "Please also ask Chan Master to lead the recitation."

It is also a supreme honor to open the altar for the Dharma conference.The monk Hu with gray eyebrows returned the salute, spread out the scriptures, and began to read.The Sanskrit sound curled up, resounding through the hall, Liang Feng glanced between the two of them for a moment, and then closed his eyes.

These days, the two groups of monks actually had some friction.But Zhu Fahu, unlike his disciples, didn't care about these mundane affairs, and only wanted to translate the scriptures and spread the Dharma.But Jinyang Buddhism is prosperous, the believers are pious, and the envoy fully supports him, which makes him very moved.

And the abbot of Huai En Temple quickly grasped this point and used it to the extreme.So in the temple, there is a pattern of one person in charge of the outside and one person in charge of the inside.It's also a delicate balance.

Today's Fa Conference is a demonstration of this balance.Seeing it in his eyes, Liang Feng naturally nodded secretly.

After the chanting, there are lectures on the Dharma, and there are rituals such as worshiping the Buddha.The puja will last for seven days, but Liang Feng doesn't have that much time to stay in the temple.The governor's mansion also held a banquet to entertain the officials, and even the fast food could not be used in the temple.

The host didn't mind Liang Feng leaving in a hurry, and still personally sent him out.Just before leaving, I added a sentence: "The poor monk has been thinking for a long time, and the matter of changing the surname should be widely promoted. Zen master Zhu Fahu is also looking for scriptures, and he should be able to find the words of the Buddha."

Liang Feng's eyes lit up: "Presiding over this move is a great achievement."

After Buddhism came to the East, most monks followed their master's surname.The monks from Tianzhu have the surname Zhu, the monks from Anxi have the surname An, and the monks from Dayuezhi have the surname Zhi. Even if some people love Buddhism, they just change their surnames to "Monk" and "Buddha", and there is no unified surname.In this way, the disciples under Zhu Fa's seat became another faction.If things go on like this, won't they have to fight against each other?

Therefore, when Liang Feng proposed to unify monks' surnames, the old monk understood.Disciple of Sakyamuni, the surname should be Shi!And his opinion also moved Zhu Fahu, who is familiar with scriptures, and recalled a scripture scroll he had seen, which also mentioned the story that Tianzhu was divided into four surnames, and he gave up all surnames when he became a monk.

With mental arithmetic but no intention, coupled with the origin of piety and the government's instruction, how could it not be hit it off?

No one knows better than Liang Feng the importance of changing a monk's surname.This is an excellent way to control the monks. It gradually eliminates the barriers caused by surnames and inheritance, and uses the rules of the Jinyang lineage to restrain the monks in the world.This huge sect will gradually come under the control of the government.In this way, most of the hidden worries will be eliminated.

Walking down the long steps of Huai'en Temple step by step, Liang Feng stood in front of the car and breathed a sigh of relief before stepping into the car.He didn't even spare time to take a look at the people following behind the car.

As dusk approached, a banquet was held in the main hall of the governor's mansion, and Jinyang's civil and military personnel filed out to sit separately.Everyone raised their glasses together to congratulate Shangguan.

There are elegant and music talks, singing and dancing to add to the fun, and there are also poems for public banquets with excellent words and sentences.There were quite a few people who came this time, apart from the officials of Bingzhou, all the high-ranking members of Jinyang also came.Everyone condensed firmly beside that person, like a water pestle that was being pushed by a big river, with one hammer after another, the scorched earth that had been burned by the flames of war was compacted, and it glowed with extraordinary vitality.

However, looking at the handsome expression of the person seated, Yiyan's brows were furrowed.It's just because the person on the seat, after smiling, reveals imperceptible fatigue.This day has been too long, too long to bear.Regardless of the colleagues around him persuading him to drink, Yiyan drank non-intoxicating thick wine, one cup at a time, without stopping.

The banquet lasted for two full hours before it came to an end.It's a three-day holiday, all officials seal it, and the soldiers stop fighting.The most difficult time in winter has passed, and everyone should cherish these few days of leisure.

Some people are still restless.

After everyone left, Zhang Bin came over and whispered something in a low voice.Liang Feng paused without stopping, and led people to the study.

Behind him, Yiyan stopped and looked at the disappearing figure, suppressing the pain in his heart.All personal relationships are not worth mentioning in the face of the general trend.How can I bother him to worry about my own delusions?

Turning around calmly, Yiyan walked towards the courtyard where he lived, just like in the past.