Thousand Miles of Bright Moonlight

Yaoying believed that Deva Munda would not harm herself. She followed her disciple out of the house. She had just walked down the stone steps, and the front of the courtyard had been blocked.

Someone shouted something in nonsense, but the monks tried their best to stop them. Those people yelled at the monks and slapped the wooden door to the sky.

Seeing that the wooden door was about to be smashed open, the disciple looked terrified and took Yaoying back to the house: "Outside the door is General Xue Yan! He came in with someone!"

Yaoying frowned and asked, "How did General Xue break in?"

She has been staying in the side hall of the palace these days, talking with the monks, inquiring about many things about the palace, and heard about Xue Yanna.

The royal court has been ruled by the Tanmo family since ancient times. A few decades ago, the Tanmo family declined and the family controlled the court. When Tamaraga was five years old, the Clan Zhang cruelly killed Tamara. In order to replace it, the royal family resented and the Zhang family had no choice but to leave the sisters and brothers of Princess Chima and Tamaraga.

The young Tamaraga ascended to the throne and was imprisoned by the Zhang family to practice Buddhism in a Buddhist temple. Until the age of thirteen, Bei Rong aggressively invaded and the family abandoned the city and fled. He, the puppet emperor, led the army to repel the Wakhan Khan as a Buddha. He was famous in the Western Regions and had unprecedented prestige.

After that, Tamaraga suppressed the family, gathered the royal power, appointed his follower Sultan Gu as the regent, while studying Buddhism and nurturing the people, his reputation grew.

However, the several great families of Wang Ting were not reconciled to lose their power.

Xiangguo Kangmozhe, General Xue Yanna, Youjun commander An Yule, Fuguo Meng Yunhan, and several large families behind them were dissatisfied with Tamaraga’s kindness to other tribes, and they often complained in private.

Tamaraga is a son of Buddha. It is impossible to marry and marry in this life. Only him and Princess Chima are left in the royal family. There is no heir in the royal court. In recent years, his condition has become more and more serious. Although he tried to conceal it, there are still talks. When it spread out, the minds of the aristocratic family became more alive.

Among them, Xue Yanna was the most arrogant and violent, and he almost never concealed his disobedience. This human being likes to be a fisherman, often torturing female slaves, has had several conflicts with Tamara Gha because of the killing of Han slaves.

I don't know where he heard that Yaoying lives in the palace, but she came over by herself a few days ago, clamoring for a glimpse of the beauty.

Fortunately, Yaoying was alert and saw a strong, black bear-like husky patrolling outside when she was boring in the attic. Knowing that the visitor was unkind, she immediately reminded the monk to invite Divas Munda.

Divina Mengda arrived in time, persuaded Xue Yanna to leave, and asked everywhere to step up vigilance.

Xue Yanna came several times later, and saw that the monk was guarded tightly and did not rush.

Today, General Xue Yanna directly led people into the inner courtyard and was about to rush in.

The disciple was sweating profusely: "The little monk doesn't know how he got in!"

With a loud bang, the wooden door was still knocked open, and the Hu Ren's shouts were getting closer and closer.

The disciple panicked: "The mage went to the Tibetan medicine room to get the medicine. It will take at least half an hour to get over!"

Yaoying made a decisive decision: "Go to the attic, there is a very hidden room, hide for a while."

She walked around on the first day of detention, familiar with the terrain, so that she could temporarily escape in an emergency.

The soldiers followed Yaoying, climbed up to the attic, and hid in the secret room. This room was originally used as a sentry tower, but was later abandoned. The corridors leading to other floors are hidden in cramped corners, and ordinary people are not careful. I don't even notice it.

Xie Qing stood by the door, listening carefully to the movement downstairs, pressing his fingers on the handle of the knife.

Yaoying held down her hand: "We are in the royal palace now. Don't hurt people if we don't have to be a last resort."

In the face of a Xue Yanna, they can protect themselves, but Xue Yanna is a great minister of the royal court, and the Xue family has tens of thousands of cavalry from the left.

Xie Qing nodded.

The chaos downstairs was full of noise, and after a while, Xue Yan's angry roar came: "Where is the Han princess?"

No one answered.

The monks stood under the porch, folded their hands together, and bowed their heads, reciting the scriptures silently.

Wang Ting worshipped Buddhism, they were monks, and Xue Yan, no matter how courageous he was, did not dare to raise a butcher knife against a monk.

Xue Yanna led the soldiers around the yard and found Yaoying's figure. He was furious. He smashed the wooden door and shouted: "Who dares to hide a Chinese girl, I twisted his head!"

In the attic, Yaoying felt nervous.

They won't be able to hide for long, and they don't know when Deve Munda will be able to come over.

Xue Yanna was pacing back and forth with a long knife, his sharp eyes patrolled back and forth, and his gaze stayed in the attic.

The monk disciple couldn't help shivering.

Xue Yan grinned and rushed to the second floor.

At this time, there was a sudden sound of rapid footsteps in the direction of the courtyard gate.

Yuanjue, the guard of the Chinese Army who often stood with Prajna, walked quickly into the yard, glanced coldly at the soldiers looking for people, and looked at Xue Yanna on the stairs.

"General Xue, Wang Zhao sees you."

Xue Yanna continued to walk up.

Yuanjue raised his voice: "General Xue, do you remember how the Regent dealt with your uncle?"

The atmosphere froze for a moment, and the soldiers in the yard stared at each other.

Xue Yan's footsteps stopped abruptly, and his furious aura converged a bit, turned around and went down the stairs, scanned around, his eyes fell on Yuanjue's face.

"The regent has returned from Gaochang?"

His tone was a little tentative.

Yuan Jue said coldly: "I can inquire about the whereabouts of the regent?"

Xue Yan showed a look of jealousy on his face. After thinking about it, he angrily put the knife into the sheath: "The king is a Buddha, and he hides the beautiful Chinese girl in the palace. The Buddha's heart is not sincere! I will go to see the king, Ask him to understand!"

After saying this, go away.

Fate stayed and didn't leave, raised his head and said loudly: "Princess Wen Zhao, the king invites you to the main hall."

Yaoying walked out of her hiding place and looked at Yuanjue: "General Prajna and Ashina came back with medicine?"

Tamara Gha summoned Xue Yanna, did it get better?

Yuan Jue shook his head, his face tense, but his slightly trembling voice revealed a bit of pain and panic: "There has been no news. The monks in the temple have arrived."

The monks are here, ready to do things for their monarch.

Yaoying sighed softly in her heart—not because she was depressed because she didn't have shelter, but because she was simply moved by Tamaraga.

He was talented and intelligent, and he was well-known in the Western Regions. When Bei Rong attacked the holy city, the family abandoned the city and fled. He took advantage of the chaos and escaped from the Buddhist temple. The monks advised him to go away to avoid the disaster. As a young man, he flatly refused and led the Chinese army to guard the royal court, saving tens of thousands of people.

Yaoying saw the shadows of many people in Tamaraga. She thought of her uncle Xie Wuliang, of the Zhu family, and of the people with lofty ideals in the troubled times.

Regardless of the Central Plains or the Western Regions, whenever the mountains and rivers shattered and Li Shu fell into charcoal, there are always heroes who step forward resolutely and use their flesh and blood to earn a ray of life for the weak.

Tamara Gha is a true eminent monk, not only has profound attainments in Buddhism, but also spent his entire life practicing his beliefs, protecting all people, and saving all living beings.

It's a pity that he was sickened and destined to die young.

Yaoying hadn't seen Tamaraga before, and didn't feel anything. Now that the person who rescued her not long ago was about to die, she felt a little bit of melancholy in her heart.

She was covered with a veil and followed Fate to the main hall.

Xue Yanna and the soldiers walked in front of them, climbing up the stairs.

The main hall door was closed tightly, only the side door opened a thin slit, and monks dressed in shoulder-length and half-arm robes entered the hall one after another from both sides of the corridor.

Xue Yan climbed up to the high platform in one breath, and said angrily: "Since the king summoned me, why didn't he open the door?"

No one answered him, footsteps sounded abruptly, and two groups of Chinese knights dressed in blue shirts and white robes poured out from all directions, walked down the corridor, and surrounded Xue Yanna and his relatives in the middle.

Xue Yan sneered: "What sin did I commit?"

The knights were silent.

Xue Yan let out a cold snort, and continued to move forward: "Get out of the way!"

Suddenly a golden light flashed, and a thin, agile black shadow fell from the sky, rushing towards Xue Yanna like lightning.

There was a moment of silence on the high platform, and then a heart-piercing scream sounded.

Yaoying who was not far away was taken aback, and subconsciously stepped back.

In front of the high platform, Xue Yan looked terrified, his left hand dripping with blood, he staggered straight back in the crowd, and was forced back by the blue knight behind him.

He reluctantly raised his head and looked around, his face twitched twice, and he slashed with his knife in a panic.

The black shadow shrugged and jumped up, flexibly dodges his long knife, opened his mouth wide, and bit a close companion beside him.

Qin Sui was thrown to the ground, before he screamed, his whole body twitched a few times, blood overflowed from his throat, and his breath disappeared in a flash.

The other pros almost couldn't hold the knife in his hand, and they surrounded Xue Yan tightly, their faces pale.

The black shadow on the ground let go of his kiss and raised his blood-stained face.

Yaoying stood in front of the steps, her heart beating fast.

It was a golden leopard, with dazzling fur, covered with ancient money-like markings. It bit off the throat of the relative, shook its tail, squatted beside the corpse, looked at the pagoda next to the main hall, stretched out its scarlet tongue, and licked its blood-stained front paws.

There was a dead water in front of the temple steps.

Xue Yan was sweating in that cold sweat, glanced at the tragic death of Leopard's pros, and looked at the pagoda.

As the sun sets, the halls and pavilions are sprinkled with golden light, and a tall and thin figure stands in front of the gold-painted windows, a black brocade robe, clear and thin, like a cheetah lurking in the dark.

Xue Yanna roared: "Sultan Gu! You killed my people!"

The figure stood with a sword and a golden horse, as if he didn't put Xue Yanna in his eyes at all.

The veins on the front of Xue Yan's forehead violently.

Yaoying's heart moved.

Sultan Gu, the man who was the regent of Tamaragarh?

Tamaraga is the **** in the hearts of the people of the Western Regions, while Sultan is the secular regent who controls the military and political power of the royal court. He is different from the lenient and compassionate Tamaraga. He is arbitrary and ruthless, and the people secretly. He jokingly called him the King Kong Shura who guarded the Buddha.

Shura Yasha, fierce and combative, terrifying, can stop children crying at night.

The whereabouts of Sultan Gu is uncertain. It is said that he went to Gaochang. Yaoying often hears monks mention him these days.

The Chinese guards looked forward to Sudan’s return earlier. On the contrary, the Chinese ministers were afraid of Sudan’s return. No wonder they were afraid of Sudan’s return. He abolished Xue Yanna’s hand on the first day he returned to the royal court.

Xue Yan's left hand was bloody, he stood firm and shouted at the main hall: "Sultan Gu, you dare to kill people in front of the hall, where do you put the king?!"

Unexpectedly, the man in the pavilion turned to leave, and the cheetah on the ground jumped up, jumped onto the promenade, and a few dazzling, colorful figures disappeared between the top of the palace wall.

There were bright red paw prints behind him.

The gate of the palace opened, and the Chinese guards walked out.

Xue Yan's left hand was painful, and he said angrily: "You didn't see what Sultan Gu did just now? The beast he raised killed my people!"

The guards looked at Xue Yanna and said loudly: "General Xue has trespassed on the palace several times and disturbed the distinguished guests. The regent will punish the guests a bit. The king already knows it, and the king also said that if there are any more people in the future. If you break into the palace without permission, the regent can be executed on the spot!"

Words and sentences, utterly sound.

Xue Yan was furious, trembling all over, his complexion faintly green.

The Chinese guards slowly drew out their long swords and took a step closer.

The front knife was shining.

The guard said: "The king will discuss with the regent, and General Xue will retire."

Shaking like chaff, he whispered to Xue Yanna: "General, if you are injured, it is important to go back and treat the injury first... I heard that the cheetah raised by the regent has poisonous teeth..."

The rest of the words did not dare to say: The reason why the regent dared to hurt people in front of the palace was not because the general was shackled by Xiangguo Kang Mozhe and repeatedly trespassed in the palace these days! The king is a Buddha and never kills, but the regent is a Yasha who kills people like hemp! The general is completely self-inflicted...

Xue Yan was full of anger, panting like a cow, his body swayed, and his wound became more and more painful. He couldn't help wondering whether the leopard was really poisonous, and gritted his teeth and said, "One day, I will kill Sultan by myself!"

The pros followed him with his mouth full, supported Xue Yanna, and left in embarrassment.

The blue-shirted knight dragged away the corpse that he was accompanying, and soon a slave came with a bucket to clean the blood on the ground.

Yaoying walked along the corridor, feeling that the dark shadow in the pavilion was still standing there staring at the steps of the hall, recalling the scene of the leopard biting off her throat just now, her palms were cold.

The regent, Sultan Gu, really deserves his reputation.

Yuanjue led Yaoying into the hall.

The curtains in the temple are drooping and the fragrance is lingering. All the jewels, jade, and rare furnishings have been removed. The golden light behind the pillars trembles. The monks in vestments sit cross-legged, chanting scriptures in Sanskrit and Hu. language. In the four corners of the hall, joss sticks are burned, fresh fruits and flowers are enshrined in front of the case, and there is a strong and mellow sandalwood scent in the air.

The monk's chants were solemn and cold, Yaoying didn't look up and walked into the inner hall.

The bed was also surrounded by layers of gold-patterned gauze tents, and it was too late. The last afterglow fell obliquely into the hall from the window, and the golden brick floor was covered with light spots, light and shadow, and precious air floating.

A weak voice came from the back of the tent: "The Minister of the Royal Court was rude, and Princess Wen Zhao was shocked."

Qingqing and cold, as if there is no trace of emotion, but the people who listened to it felt shocked.

Yaoying was startled.

Tamara Gha was almost dying, so she specially invited her over to say this to her.

She didn't know what to return for a while.

Behind the gauze tent, Tamaraga asked Fate in a low voice: "Where is Princess Chima?"

Yuanjue asked Yaoying to avoid it and replied, "Princess Chima is coming soon."

When the voice fell, there was a noise from the side door, and two servant girls with white faces surrounded Princess Chima into the hall.

Princess Chima has red hair and brown eyes, deep features, and a sleek posture. She walked to the gauze tent, her gaze swept away from Yaoying, at first inattentively, and suddenly reacted, her cold gaze returned to her, her color changed suddenly.

Yaoying had heard the monks talk about the tragic death of the Tamma royal family under the Zhang's knife. Not surprisingly, Princess Chima looked like a knife in her eyes, and she wondered: What did Tamaraga want to do?

Princess Chima was even more astonished than Yaoying, and said angrily: "Luo Jia, what do you call this Han girl to do!"

The voice of Tamaraga came from behind the gauze tent, still as cold as water, without a trace of fluctuation: "Chima, Xue Yan, did you put that into the palace?"

Princess Chima froze for a while, then sneered: "How do you know it's me?"

Tamara Gha did not speak.

Princess Chima pulled off her veil and raised her head, her brown eyes filled with tears, her expression agitated: "Yes, I deliberately let Xue Yanna enter the palace, and I asked the maid to tell him that the Han princess lives in the palace's side hall. Luo Jia, why do you want to protect a Chinese girl? You forgot the hatred of the Tanmo family? More than two hundred lives in the Tanmo family...More than two hundred living people! Those people are your and my elders, brothers, and sisters …Is our relatives. The Zhang family killed them one by one in front of you and me. I dream of those who died every night. I hate the Zhang family! I hate all the Han people!"

The guards standing in front of the tent bowed their heads.

There was no sound in the temple.

"The person who killed Tan Mo's family is the Zhang clan." Behind the gauze, there were several intermittent coughs, and Tan Moroga said indifferently, "What's the matter with Princess Wen Zhao?"

Princess Chima froze.

Yaoying raised her eyes and couldn't help but glance at the gauze.

Princess Chima closed her eyes, her face seemed to cry and smile.

"Roga, you are a saint and a son of Buddha. You have read the scriptures since you were a child, and you are compassionate. You cut off the bond of dust. Although you are the prince of the Tanmo family, you don't have the Tanmo royal family at all in your heart! There is no such sister as me! There is only the supreme Buddhism in your eyes, and only strangers who have nothing to do with you! Zhang killed our relatives, and you still treat the Han people kindly...all beings are equal, and you treat all people as your subjects, what about me? Tan Where is the Mo family? What are we?"

She laughed.

"I'm not you! I'm the princess of the Tanmo family! I am a common man! I can't wait to kill all the Han people in the royal court and pay homage to the Tanmo family with their bones!"

She rushed forward, opened the low-hanging veil, and rushed to the bed: "Open your eyes and see, this person is a Han girl! She brutally killed our mother and you and my brothers and sisters in front of you. Chinese people!"

The gauze tent was raised, and the guards had no time to stop, Princess Chima rushed to the bed and was stunned when she saw her brother sitting cross-legged.

Yaoying's eyes widened.

Tamara Gha, dressed in a crimson robes, leaned on the ottoman, with her hands hanging on her legs, and a string of dim beads on her wrists. His complexion was pale and described as withered, except for those deep blue eyes. Kind of angry.

Princess Chima was stunned for a while, and the crazy color on her face slowly faded.

"Roga, you are dying."

She was cold and honest.

Tamaraga's eyes drooped, and he said plainly: "Birth, old age, sickness and death, disappear like smoke."

The voice was clear and clear, as if chanting scriptures.

Princess Chima stepped back two steps, and laughed: "You are about to die, and you have to accuse me of a Chinese girl...you are about to die! Luo Jia, how can you be so unfeeling? If you have cultivated a Buddha, it will be true. Cut off all the ties and cut off the Tan Mo family?"

Tan Moroga slowly raised her eyes and looked at Princess Chima.

"Princess Wen Zhao is the guest of the royal court, the benefactor of the mage... Chima, you swear by the Buddha that you will not hurt Princess Wen Zhao for no reason in the future."

Princess Chima stayed for a while, looking at her younger brother as if she was looking at a madman.

"Roga, I am your sister."

Tan Moroga looked at his sister, her voice was like a gossip, but with a powerful force: "Chima, I am your monarch."

The guards around looked at Princess Chima.

Princess Chima looked around, sneered twice, and turned to leave.

The guard stepped forward and blocked her way.

Princess Chima turned her head and glared at Tamaraga.

Tamaraga looked down and said nothing.

Princess Chima laughed in anger, "Well, I swear by Tanmo Chima today that if there is a heart of harm to Princess Wen Zhao, she will be backlashed, and she will fall into the pain of reincarnation forever, and she will not be superborn!"

She glared at Tamaraga, "King, are you satisfied?"

Tamaraga glanced at her, sighed softly, and looked back tiredly.

Princess Chima trembled all over, almost unable to control her expression, gave Yaoying a fierce look, and walked away.

Yaoying has mixed feelings in her heart, and she has been speechless for a long time.

Tamaraga's vision was low, as if he was asleep, and as if he had really left the world.

Her eyes hovered on his haggard face for a long time, just about to speak, his eyelashes lifted, and his dark blue eyes looked at her.

"Princess Wen Zhao, you can go to Tianzhu with Master Mengda Dipo, and then return home by sea."

Yaoying's heart trembled.

She did have this plan-if Tamaraga died.

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Regarding surnames, Kang, An, Meng, He, Cao, Mi, etc., are the Hu people's surnames that are more commonly used.