I'm not Murong Chong

"You, aren't you in the south of the Yangtze River? How could you become a monk?" The eldest son, whom he hadn't seen for ten years, escaped into Buddhism, and Fu Jian was so shocked that no one could match him, and he could no longer remain indifferent.These heavy calls made Cun Xin take half a step back, but there was a complex and indistinguishable sparkle in his eyes.

Yao Song had met Fu Hong, who was still the former Prince of Qin, in Chang'an more than ten years ago. The shock he should have had had been over since the first meeting in Pingcheng, and now he secretly gave it to Ren Zhenyi who was also dumbfounded Only then did Ren Zhen close his chin, he stepped forward to open and close Fu Jian, who was approaching in confusion, and nodded slightly at the familiar stranger in front of him, "Fu Hong... no, Master..." Then he also completely Mouth, in a state of confusion, not knowing what else to say.

The grievances between Fu Hong and him have a long history.Back in the Eastern Jin Dynasty, he and Sima Yuanxian conspired to kill him, the knife on the top of Qixia Mountain almost killed him, if Xie Xuan hadn't followed him, he probably died in the deep mountains and old forests, no one would have dug up his bones.But going back to Shuoyuan, Fu Hong's hatred for him—it should be for Murong Chong—is justified. His brothers and sisters all died in the battle of Chang'an. A promising imperial prince has become an embarrassing hostage of a subjugated country, but his father is far away and has no news. The world is so big, who would not complain or hate?But when they meet again in Pingcheng, things are different, and Fu Hong, who once wholeheartedly took his life to avenge his country's hatred and family hatred, helps him again and again, with various reasons, which are extremely complicated and incomprehensible.

Yao Song looked around at the three of them, all of them were dignified and gloomy, but he stood still in place and did not move. He couldn't help sighing, and took the lead to push open the gate of the temple: "Our current identity is the spy of the enemy country. It’s a dead word, you are deliberately wanting to sacrifice your life for righteousness, and don’t hurt the monks in the monastery, so hurry up and deal with the scene, leave here first and then talk.”

Only then did Fu Jian and the others come to their senses, and after they had collected all the corpses on the ground and fell off the cliff, Cun Xin suddenly stood facing the wind, clasped his hands together, and silently recited a mantra for rebirth: "If you are loyal and spirited, come to this court. Return to this court." Your late father, don't take the shape of a monster."

Ren Zhen: "..."

Fu Jian: "..."

Yao Song: "..."

All three of them recalled that when Fu Jian was imprisoned in Xinping Buddhist Temple by Yao Song's design, he had stubbornly recited the mantra for three days and three nights for the soldiers who died in that battle, and almost forced him to come forward. Suo Chuanguo Yuxi didn't dare to kill him, and Yao Chang and Yao Xing were furious to death.Now it seems that Fu Hong is really in the same line as Fu Jian in this point, so it is not too strange to sacrifice his life to become a monk.

Under the guidance of Cun Xin, the crowd passed through the temple, all the monks had heard the movement of the fighting outside the temple, at this moment most of them scared the ground to be deserted, and hid aside, only Tan Yao was wearing a starched old monk's robe, forehand Holding a broom, he swept the fallen snow in the courtyard into piles with his usual expression.

Fu Jian had already regained some sense at this time, followed Cun Xin in silence for a while, and finally couldn't help but said: "Hong--Da, Master, I don't know when Master lost his hair, and where did he practice Buddhahood?" edge?"

Cun Xin stopped, paused, and said factually: "Three years ago, the poor monk was enlightened by Zen Master Huiyuan and converted to Buddhism in Lushan Mountain Temple."

Fu Jian's cultivation of Buddhism is very deep, and the masters in the north and south often regarded him as friends. Naturally, he had heard the name of "Jiancai" in the Southern Dynasties, and the name of Huiyuan, the most knowledgeable Samana monk, but he didn't understand that Fu Hong was very good at it under his own arrangement. How could the land be transformed into a nobleman in the Eastern Jin Dynasty by him suddenly?

Ren Zhen hurriedly winked at Cun Xin and wiped his neck - he also wanted to know about the farewell to Qixia Mountain outside Jiankang City that winter. He left all his entangled mounts to Fu Hong and asked him to go west to Liangzhou to join Fu Jian. Fu Hong somehow became a monk.But he was also afraid that Fu Hong would tell Fu Jian what he wanted to kill himself. Although the time had passed, Ren Zhen still didn't want Fu Jian to feel sad for a while.As if she didn't see Ren Zhen's expression, Cun Xin turned directly to Fu Jian: "I was hostage in the Southern Dynasties. I was bored all day long with nothing to do, so I left Jiankang without saying goodbye. I just felt upset and helpless. There is nowhere in the world to stay, so I wandered around, I just wanted to wander around, but unexpectedly, in the suburbs of Xunyang, I met the refugees of the collapsed Wudou Mijiao, who ransacked me, and when I was about to die, I met the wandering here. Zen Master Huiyuan brought me back to Mount Lushan. After my injury was healed, I was tired of the mundane world, so I begged the Zen master to shave me, but the master insisted on refusing, saying that my six faculties were not fully exhausted, and my demons were incomprehensible. Allow me to take my hair to practice." He paused, twitching the corner of his mouth, "So I started the road of asceticism, traveled all over the country within a year, and finally arrived in Liangzhou."

Fu Jian's heart shook violently, and he blurted out: "You...why didn't you come to find me?!"

Cun Xin didn't answer, and continued on his own: "I have lived in Liangzhou for half a year, and I have seen a rare and prosperous age that the Central Plains has never seen - the people live in peace, the culture is prosperous, and there are an endless stream of eminent monks who come to Kucha from Tianzhu to promote the Dharma. But Day after day, my Buddhist studies are getting deeper, but it is still difficult to break through the bottleneck and realize the true meaning. Finally, after a retreat, I decided to abolish myself and travel thousands of miles to Wei to solve my last evil in the world of mortals."

Ren Zhen was startled for a moment, and just about to answer, Cun Xin turned to him and said, "I was obsessed and obsessed that day, and almost made a big mistake. No matter who you are protecting me for until the end, I owe it to you." Negative cause and effect, so it is difficult to realize it. Until today, I have let go of my mind, from the practice of doing to the practice of inaction. From then on, the poor monk will be like a master, who will not be seen in the mountains, will not enter the world, and will spread the Dharma in this life. No more transfers!"

Fu Jian's heart and soul were all shattered, his brows were wrinkled and he wanted to speak, but Cun Xin gave him a slap in the face, and said seriously: "The poor monk also gave up what you gave up back then."

As soon as this remark came out, Fu Jian was drenched in cold snow like winter, Ren Zhen also shivered all over, opened his mouth, hesitated for a moment, looked at Fu Jian and Fu Hong with complicated expressions, and finally chose to remain silent——like Bodhi in his heart, everything It's all fate, so what right does he have to comment on the lives of others?

Everyone had a lot of emotions, and they were speechless for a moment, silently following Cun Xin around the mountain wall, and stopped in front of a simple stone room.Yao Song knew that Tuoba Si, the current prince of the Northern Wei Dynasty, was probably hiding here, so he listened to Cun Xin chanting the Buddha: "Although Wuzhou Mountain leads to the outside of the city through an inaccessible path, the current situation is unpredictable and the future is uncertain. Can you escort me along the way?" The little benefactors inside, as long as they leave Pingcheng, they will go their separate ways, and will never hinder your important affairs."

Yao Song's Miao eyes turned slightly, and he could not help but slander in his heart: In the past, I always thought that Fu Hong was too benevolent and weak, and he didn't like Father Xiao, but now I look at it, he still knows strategy in a certain way.At this time, when they asked them to escort Tuoba Si, let alone Fu Jian had no way of refusing, even Ren Zhen would not have another word.

Tuoba Si heard the sound inside, got up to greet him, he took refuge here, changed the Chu Jun's fine clothes, and wore a long gown with a right lapel, his black hair was not braided, he didn't look like a horse riding and shooting Xianbei Erlang is more like a Han family boy who can read and write.

He first performed the Buddhist ceremony to Cun Xin, and then turned to Ren Zhen and the others, as if he didn't know each other beforehand, and he also met with a ceremony neither humble nor overbearing.

A look of admiration flashed across Fu Jian's eyes, as if he understood why Buddhists wanted to protect him.It is inseparable from the promotion and advocacy of the ruling class that every ideological trend and culture can become an overwhelming mainstream, and it usually takes several generations to achieve it.Is there any way that is more direct and far-reaching than sending charcoal in a timely manner and making the next successor of the empire feel grateful to Samana?

The secret road in the forest that Cun Xin mentioned was originally the treacherous path that the hunters in the mountains walked when they were hunting in the Northern Wei Dynasty before the capital Pingcheng was established. The dozen or so dragon guards that Jian brought this time are still cautiously on guard at any time, for fear of bumping into the guard troops patrolling Gyeonggi, and the road is slippery in snowy weather, the mountain road is rugged, and there are cliffs along the way, if you are not careful, you will fall The ground was smashed to pieces, and it was extremely difficult for a group of people to walk on the ground.

Although Tuoba Si has practiced riding and archery since he was a child, he is still young and rich, how could he have suffered such hardships?At this moment, he was walking in such a state of embarrassment with one foot deep and one foot shallow, that even his hair was untied, and the two personal guards who followed him were frightened, but he insisted on gritting his teeth and going through the whole process without saying a word.He raised his sleeve and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, looking back at the mountains and mountains that he had walked over without any risk, he was also in a daze for a moment.Finally came back to his senses, bowed to Fu Jian and others, but said: "Thank you for your care. Today's feelings are like a boat passing through water without a trace. I am grateful in my heart, and I will never mention it again."

Ren Zhen watched his back going north, and asked Yao Song secretly: "Is it believable? He can really pretend that he doesn't know us at all, and nothing happened today?"

Yao Song glanced back at him meaningfully: "If Tuoba Si is smart enough, he will never tell the truth to his father this time. He is asking for trouble, and he is not afraid of him leaking the news."

Fu Jian also sighed: "This young phoenix and juvenile dragon will not be a thing in the pool in the future..."

Cun Xin turned around at this moment and solemnly bowed to everyone: "The poor monk has been sent here, the road ahead is long, everyone take care of it."

Fu Jian felt like a choke in his throat, but resisted not saying a word, watching Cun Xin's gaze, Ren Zhen touched his head, and first saluted Cun Xin: "Thank you, master, take care, master!" Then he was in a hurry The ground dragged Fu Jian away—just kidding, reluctance is reluctance, could it be possible to let the big head stay with his son who has lost all four things and become a great monk?

Yao Song had already got on his horse, the catkin-like fine snow was blowing up one after another, and it was still full after blowing down. With a flirtatious side cap, he raised his chin at the two of them and deliberately asked, "Where are you going now?"

Ren Zhen gave him a sneer and didn't dare to answer, but the meaning was clear.

While Fu Jian was still looking back frequently on the horse, Cun Xin had already turned around decisively and walked in the same direction without looking back.

A group of people finally rode away, with Cun Xin facing them and walking in the vast expanse of white snow, with only one shadow and two footprints.After a long time, he clasped his hands together and recited a sentence: "Seeing the stern face three times in ten years, I will be the upper body on the golden platform."

A sheet of flying snow condensed his black eyelashes, fluttered away like a butterfly's wings, flew across the river, the sun and the moon, and finally melted into the slender white fingertips.

Xie Xuan withdrew his hand, and flicked away the slight icy cold and wetness on his fingertips—this was the last snow in the south of the Yangtze River. Now that the teacher returned to Beijing, there was still time to preside over the Zhengyuan Dynasty in the next spring.

The soldiers brought the horse, and Qing Cong tied a gorgeous cloak on him, and persuaded him: "A few days ago in the Xunyang water battle, you fell into a cold, and you haven't recovered yet. If you go back to Jiankang now, it's still a good idea." Shall I change to a carriage?"

Xie Xuan waved his right hand and got on his horse, his empty left sleeve fluttering in the cold wind—this expedition was originally an accident.After Sun Enjiao's rebellion, Sima Yuanxian adopted a surrender policy and enfeoffed his party members in the Jiaozhou area, allowing them to make troubles far away from the emperor.Unexpectedly, after Sun En's death, his sister-in-law Lu Xun was unwilling to retreat into a corner, so he took advantage of the Eastern Jin Dynasty's large-scale northern expedition to crusade against Nanyan Murong Chao, and rebelled again.It was a battle without much suspense to control a corner of the world. Xie Xuan didn't even plan to use the elite of the central government, but used the local army to level it.Unexpectedly, under Lu Xun's command, there was a fierce general named Xu Daofu who was brave and resourceful. He was especially good at water warfare. Not enough time, resulting in the death of He Wuji, the governor of Jiangzhou. The rebels captured Yuzhang and marched northward along the Ganjiang River to Tuxunyang, intending to enter the Yangtze River by water and go straight down to Jiankang.The news shocked the government and the public. Scholars all spoke of the prosperity of Lu Xu's fleet and the prestige of the military, and even proposed to immediately recall Liu Yu's main force to retreat from the enemy and protect Beijing.Xie Xuan, who was in power, immediately quelled all the rumors and gossip. First, he dispatched the Gushu Shui Army to go south, and then personally led the Stone City garrison to join forces to support the Xunyang War. Too busy to take care of themselves, it is impossible to take care of Nanyan, the allied country; most of Nanyan's territory has been owned by Jin, and only the isolated city of Guanggu is left to support it; the Beifu army has besieged Guanggu City for more than half a year. If you die, you will live without holding a jade in your hand." In addition to asking for a piece of jade not to fall, the hearts of the people in the city have long been scattered.At this juncture, Xie Xuan would not be transferred back to the Beifu Army and his success would fall short.What's more, Liu Daogui, the governor of Jingzhou, is Liu Yu's half brother, and He Wuji is the nephew of Liu Laozhi, the former governor of Beifu. must.It is absolutely impossible to say that Liu Daogui's reluctance to save him was a deliberate attempt to kill a donkey without Liu Yu's secret instruction and approval.Every time Xie Xuan thinks about this, it is inevitable that he will add a bit of high ground - whether it is military or political, the Southern Dynasty never lacks talents, but lacks people's hearts.

The more chaotic the situation, the more it is necessary for someone to stand up and stabilize people's hearts. During the Xunyang water battle, Xie Xuan hastily summoned the Gushushui army to defend Xu Daofu, who was several times stronger than himself, and placed strong crossbowmen in the west of the Ganjiang River. Coordinated operations on the small hills on the shore forced them to abandon their boats and land on the east bank.At the same time, he used a tactic of alienation and dispatched spies to sneak into the rebel camp, which made Lu Xun even more suspicious of Xu Daofu, fearing that he would replace him, and finally Lu Xun took this opportunity to order Xu Daofu Withdraw the army and return to Jiaozhou.

Xie Xuan's troops were insufficient, so he couldn't rely on them for long, so he naturally sought stability and accepted what he saw, and he would not chase after him. Moreover, Lu Xu's rebel army had just been defeated at this time, and there were still many evils in Jiangzhou that had not retreated. Returning to the court to take charge, one has to show up in public, and put on the posture of a triumphant return in order to calm people's hearts. Even if there is a minor ailment, there is absolutely no reason to hide in the carriage all the way.

It is also because the main force of the naval army still needs to stay in Xunyang to sit in town. This time Xie Xuan took the shortcut Huaiyu Mountain by land to return to Beijing, and the escort troops were only two or three thousand. In the dark mountains and forests, there were a few pairs of malicious eyes. After stepping into this meandering team, the next moment there is only the cold wind blowing through the forest and the branches trembling.

The horse's hoof broke a dead branch out of thin air, which was especially harsh in the silent forest, and a group of jackdaws flew away rustlingly.Xie Xuan frowned, raised his hand lightly, and the whole army stopped advancing immediately. Qing Cong reined in his horse nervously, turned his head and asked in surprise, "Grand Xie?"

Xie Xuan squeezed out a comforting smile, looked back calmly and said: "Send more scouts to explore the way."

However, at this moment, a sharp whistle came from not far away, and then the wind blew the trees and roared, and waves of people gathered here from all directions, stepping on the residual snow and fallen leaves. Come!

It's Xu Daofu's ambush!Even if they were in different camps, Xie Xuan couldn't help but praise this guy - he retreated hastily and had time to plan an ambush in Huaiyu Mountain because he was eager to return to the capital, which was a real hit.

However, what Xie Xuan didn't expect was that among such a small group of ambush soldiers who could only delay him for a moment, there would be a stream of arrows shooting straight at him over the swarming heads and the forest of knives and halberds.

Only this time, it was his heart that was shot.

Amidst countless exclamations, he let go of his horse and fell off his horse. The scheming and kingly way, the country and the world have all been reduced to flying smoke, and all that remains in his eyes is the same white snow in the wilderness as at the end of that winter, but it is not like a human being—it turns out that the green hills are not Changing, green water flowing forever, is an unattainable dream after all.