Chang'an Dacien Temple

It is early March. Although there is still a bit of chilly and cold in the breeze, the buds waiting to bloom at the branches of the treetops are deliberately revealing the breath of spring.

It has been twelve days since the imperial examination that day. It is rare that the weather is sunny today. Tang Li accompanied his mother to Dacien Temple to dissipate and play.

Since the lecture on "Journey to the West" by Dacien Temple last year, this first Buddhist jungle in the Tang Dynasty has become increasingly lively, and the crowds are flowing every day. It is precisely this huge popularity that has attracted many vendors and hundreds of opera artists to gather at the mountain gate. The performances of these artists have attracted more people to visit and become more popular.

Just like today, even though it is not the New Year Festival, there are still people outside the Dacien Temple. Among this dense crowd, the sound of gongs from hundreds of opera artists is heard from afar.

"My grandma, there are many people here, so walk slowly!" The people were lazy in the early spring sunshine. In the square outside the gate of Dacien Temple, Tang Li supported his mother and walked forward carefully.

"Look, aunt, look, someone is right in front of you. This is to play pole skills! Let's go quickly." Just looking at the swaying Sanyaki, it's no need to say, this girl must be Li Tengjiao, who was helping Mrs. Tang on the other side as Tang Li did. Her eyes lit up suddenly and pointed to the long pole raised in the crowd in front of her.

Feeling the power coming from his right arm, Mrs. Tang was pulled forward and took two steps forward, and smiled slightly and said, "This child is really an urgent person!" After saying that, she turned her head and saw that her son was about to speak, so she shook her head to stop him.

Seeing this scene, Tang Li could only swallow the reproach words he was about to say back to his stomach, and smiled and showed a helpless smile to Ah Niang. Speaking of which, since her mother arrived in Beijing for nearly a month, she has become more and more fond of this childish girl. She is always kind to her, and now she doesn't even want to say a word.

"What else can I do with the identity of a lady in the prime minister's house treat you like this? Just call me "Auntie", Ali, if you dare to bully her, your mother will not obey you." Seeing the expression on her son's face, Mrs. Tang turned her head with a smile, raised her left hand and screamed like a child, and then looked at Tang Li sideways.

"What my mom said is, son remembers it!" Tang Li smiled at his mother and rubbed his nose and looked forward.

The man is light and the feet are better than the man, and he is competing for the pioneering position around the pole. The daughter with a slender waist is not moved, and she dances straight to the end.

When Tang Li followed Li Tengjiao's fingers, he saw a long rod more than two meters high in the dense crowd in front of him, and four horizontal trees were crossed from the top of the rod. With the sound of a gong, four young girls wearing green and purple grounds were like strong monkeys, walking up the rod with bare hands. The warm sunlight shone on their buns, making their hair more golden, but it turned out that these four young girls were actually blonde Hu people from Persia.

With the sound of the gong, the four young girls in different clothes had climbed to the top of the long pole in just a moment, and then stood on the four crossbars.

As high as five meters in the air, these four girls stood out from the sky on the horizontal tree. The wind blew their clothes and was about to lift, which really had a stimulating beauty.

"Ah!" At the moment when the four of them stood on the horizontal rod, Mrs. Tang and behind her were holding A San's cucumbers, screaming and exclaiming.

The four girls stood still, and the gong stopped, and then a green flute sounded in the venue. Listening to his tune, it was clear that the "sword dance" was in the middle of the vigorous dance.

As the sound of the flute sounded, the four women immediately buckled their waists and raised their arms. There was a soft sword dancing with a cold light in their hands. Then, the four women danced the sword dance with a syllable.

On the horizontal tree about five meters above the ground, these four Persian Hu women were wearing four-color clothes, syllables, and dancing with swords. Their movements were really up and down, going to the festival like flying, and mingling like a flat ground. When Tang Li saw the thrilling scene in front of him, he was also surprised and was sweating for them. Just as he was staring at him, he heard a soft moan from his mother beside him.

When Tang Li turned his head to look, he saw that his mother was shocked and hurriedly helped her turn around and stopped dancing.

"Amitabha! I was so dizzy about my mother's eyes. I really couldn't see it anymore!" Turning around, and after a while, Mrs. Tang let out a sigh and put her palms together.

"If you don't talk about my mother, even my son's eyes are dizzy and tight!" While Tang Li was talking, Li Tengjiao suddenly inhaled and then cheered loudly.

He turned his head and looked at the nervous expression on his face, and was still looking at the grasshopper and A San. Tang Li, who was gently supporting his mother, smiled and said, "Let them watch the pole show here, and my son accompanied his mother to the temple for a walk."

After explaining to the grasshopper who was covering his mouth and exclaiming, Tang Li followed his mother to the Dacien Temple.

"During the Kaiyuan period, your deceased father came to the Ministry of Personnel to be selected. After returning, he said that Chang'an was a golden city and the most prosperous place in the world. Today, he believed this. It was true that he did not say anything else. Even the rod skill just now was absolutely unseen even in Xiangzhou." He patted his son and supported his hand. Mrs. Tang sighed: "After your deceased father came home, he said many times that if he could come to Chang'an to find a job, even if he was a ninth-rank Qingyi, he would not be in vain to become an official. I pity his life, but finally, Ali, you will be successful and you will achieve his last wish one day."

Officials in the Tang Dynasty had a complex of "love" and would rather be a fifth-rank official from the Sixth Ministry of Chang'an than be a fourth-rank governor in the local area. This is the custom. After hearing what my mother said about the injury, Tang Li smiled and said, "Thank you, my son, if he is now a master, no matter how good or bad you are, he will be a Chang'an local department. If he has time, he will accompany his mother to visit the prosperous place of the imperial capital."

"You have won the imperial examination today, but I don't doubt it." Hearing his son's filial piety, Mrs. Tang slapped his hands and said, "This time I went to Beijing, I was like a dream. The arrangements I delivered along the way. Even when I took office with your father, I had never seen these things. It was a blessing from you! The Prime Minister was so concerned about my mother's arrangements when she came to Kyoto, which was related to your future, so how could she not worry about it?"

After standing still, Mrs. Tang, who was full of love, took care of Tang Li's somewhat scattered hair, and chuckled slightly, "It's not that you can make you complacent, but my mother really likes the daughter Teng Jiao. After these days, I have understood that this girl is really good to you. She is beautiful and has a simple heart. She doesn't have the arrogance of a big-name lady, and she will be easy to get along with when she becomes a family in the future. The Prime Minister's wife also said several times in front of her mother. Today, they are not around, and she is just right for you to ask what you mean. If you agree, in the past two days, my mother will agree."

Seeing that his mother suddenly said this, Tang Li was stunned and was thinking about how to answer, but suddenly he felt his arms tightening. He lowered his head and saw Li Tengjiao's bright eyes.

"Auntie, what a beautiful pole show! Why are you leaving? Those just now..." Li Tengjiao jumped over and said a greeting, and then began to gesture at the thrilling part of the pole show just now. While speaking, she either stared wide, pouted, or giggled, and her dancing look was a child who was in the county.

Looking at Li Tengjiao's excited look in front of him, and when he thought of "marriage" Eryu, Tang Li finally smiled helplessly.

Since Li Tengjiao came, the conversation between mother and son was naturally difficult to continue. Then, waiting for Guagua to lead A San to come, the farmers then traveled around in the Dacien Temple. Among them, Li Tengjiao, who was holding Mrs. Tang in one hand and holding Tang Li's sleeve with the other hand, never stopped chattering.

The trip was not over until dusk. Li Tengjiao, who was very tired, returned to his house. Tang Li and others had just sat down when they returned to their residence, but they heard the knock on the door. After the grasshopper got up and went out, he took back a name and handed over it in a short while.

He opened the Mingtao casually, and the bright ink book made Tang Li's eyes lit up. When he saw the word "Wang Wei" on the Mingtao, he was shocked and stood up.

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On the way out of Chang'an, the early spring sunshine shone on the fifteen-year-old Tang Li, who was still wearing fine linen clothes, but the cut was much more delicate. On his face, there was a calmness and maturity that was not consistent with his age.

The New Year has passed, and soon it will be his birthday. After this birthday, he will be sixteen years old. He is already a real adult in the Tang Dynasty. If he is a peasant child, he should have children, and he will pay taxes and support corvee service, he will be serious about supporting a portal.

He walked slowly with the reins in control, and let the slightly chilling willow wind blow his hair tie. After a long time, he was still not used to wearing the winged hat, so he usually used his hair to gently tie his hair with his hair. Although it was not in line with the customs, it was rare to be casual and free.

Let the horse galloping up gently, and Tang Li, who held the reins of the horse with his hands, was unable to stop guessing the reason why the poet Buddha suddenly invited him.

He was born into a big family and described him as handsome since childhood and had a prominent reputation. Later, he was quoted by Princess Taiping. He was a high school Jinshi at the age of 20. He was a legend of a literati during the Kaiyuan period.

Unfortunately, this man who was good at poetry and painting, and had a more meticulous musical musical experience. After entering the government, he experienced setbacks for a long time and was really not a good match. When he was appointed as the Tailecheng, he was demoted to Sicang of Jeju for the case of "Yellow Lion" and lived in seclusion in the Songshan area of ​​Qishang. Later, during the Kaiyuan period, Zhang Jiuling was promoted to the right-hand man, and he went through supervision and dismissal history, rested on the left, and was a doctor of the Ministry of Personnel with great power.

Unfortunately, this kind of pride did not last long. As Zhang Jiuling was rejected by Li Linfu, Wang Wei could no longer stay in the Ministry of Personnel. He was discouraged for a while. After being transferred to a free position in Taisheng Mansion, he simply took office at will and lived in seclusion in Zhongnan Mountain. Later, after being a famous poet Song Zhiwen of the early Tang Dynasty, he was discouraged in Wangchuan's family on the original land of Leyouyuan. He was disheartened and expressed his feelings for mountains, rivers, pastorals and Buddhist Zen, and lived in the Wangchuan family. At that time, he was famous for his reputation. However, although the noble family of the princes of Ning Xue in Beijing was greeted by the mat, the most famous "official Yin" in history was almost unstoppable. It was in this context that his active invitation to Tang Li was particularly surprising.

After thinking for a long time, Tang Li still couldn't figure it out, so he stopped thinking about it. While enjoying the early spring scenery, he rode his horse forward.

After spending more than an hour, Tang Li had arrived at Leyouyuan, one of the scenic spots in Chang'an. This place was originally a valley between two mountains, which was more than 30 miles long. Because Emperor Jiangwu had visited here, he was happy and forgot to return to the famous world. The scenery was the most beautiful. Because it was close to Chang'an City, countless officials and officials have attracted to build other industries here over the years.

Wangchuan Bianye is a very easy place to inquire. When Tang Li followed the old man inward, he both sighed at the beautiful scenery in this Bianye, and was surprised by the pitiful servants among them. In his opinion, if he wanted to maintain such a large manor, the number of servants would be at least tripled.

Since Wang Wei's first wife died at the age of 30, he has been living a single word, living in simplicity, loving quietness, and only looking at this manor. Tang Li firmly believes that this statement is true.

"My master is still chanting scriptures. Mr. Tang please wait for this Accord." He brought Tang Li into this half of the pavilion. After the old family served tea, he turned around and left.

The half-wall pavilion is different from the ordinary pavilion. Although the shape is the same, it is covered with mud walls at the chest of the four walls, while the open space above is covered with thick sandalwood, which can be placed or collected. At this time, most of the sandalwood in the pavilion has been put down, and a fire dragon is burning inside. It is really warm.

Holding a teacup in his hand and looking at the scenery outside against the brocade couch, Tang Li thought that this was indeed a place to enjoy the snow in winter. If he bought a home on his own day, he might as well come on the same page.

He drank a sip with the teacup. Tang Li, who felt the movement of the pavilion gate, turned his head and looked at it. He was stunned and said with surprise: "Zheng Peng. When did you arrive in Chang'an?" It turned out that the person who came was Xiaopangqiuer from the governor of Jinzhou that day.

However, Zheng Peng, who was very intimate to him in the past, had a fat face flushed and his eyes widened: "Why, you don't want me to come!" Seeing that Tang Li was speechless, he even used a sarcastic tone that was absolutely in line with his age and sneered: "Are you afraid that the engagement with your sister will spread, and you will be able to stop your way to the prime minister's house?"

At this time, Zheng Peng still looked like a child. When he mentioned his sister, his eyes were red, he was talking while approaching Tang Li step by step.

"What was your identity that day? My sister doesn't dislike you for getting engaged with you. It was my father who sent you to Taoism. I didn't expect that you are famous now and you are like others." Tang Li did not allow him to answer the conversation. The closer he got to Tang Li, the louder Zheng Peng's voice became. In this rapid voice, the fat face appeared again the ferociousness of that night that day, "Sister is going to die, I shouldn't believe you. It was me who killed her. She is going to die, she is going to die, I... I want to kill you!"

He shouted this sentence suddenly, and Zheng Peng, whose fat flesh was twitching on his face, actually took out a cold wrist-removing knife from his arms and stabbed it straight into Tang Li's chest.

"You're crazy!" Tang Li, who jumped up quickly, turned around and pressed the little fat ball that was falling on the couch, snatched the wrist-removing knife from his hand, and shouted loudly.

"Sister is going to die, I want to kill you." Fighting hard, Xiaopangqiuer roared sharply like a wounded little wolf, "I want to kill you!"

The hatred in the eyes of this thirteen-year-old child made Tang Li feel cold. He knew that it was not the time to talk to him, so he just pressed Zheng Peng tightly and couldn't let him move.

Striving like a trapped beast, Zheng Peng kept rolling fatly, trying desperately to break free from Tang Li's constraints, and roared unconsciously: "Kill you, kill you..."

After waiting for about a stick of incense, the little fat ball, which had finally exhausted its strength, gradually calmed down. Looking at the wrist-removing knife that landed not far away, Zheng Peng's hoarse roar was still there, but tears could not be stopped from the corners of his eyes.

"You dare to draw your sword at will at your own risk!" Tang Li, who had a sweat burst out from his forehead, kicked the wrist-removing knife away. In shock and anger, he slapped Zheng Peng hard, and then asked sternly: "Tell me, what's going on? What's wrong with your sister?"

With a crisp "bang", five bright red fingerprints suddenly appeared on Zheng Peng's face, but he seemed to be unaware of it. After hearing Tang Li's question, he suddenly burst out hysterically and struggled and shouted: "Son-in-law of the Prime Minister! You think you can hide it from your sister. She already knows that she is going to die. I want to kill you. I will kill you one day or one day!" With his twitching muscles and crazy eyes, Zheng Peng fell into the initial crazy state again.

"I haven't gotten married yet! What a son-in-law Xin Xiang? Besides, your sister doesn't like me at all!" Tang Li also said this with roar.

"Shameless, sister doesn't like you! Looking at what is in my arms, you despicable and shameless slave!" When Zheng Peng heard Tang Li's words, the deeper the hatred in his eyes, and the more irritating the roar and scolding in his mouth became.

Tang Li was furious when he heard this, waved his hand to beat him, but when he saw the teardrops of the little fat ball covered with red silk, he still couldn't do it. After a moment, he took it into Zheng Peng's arms.

It was a white silk embroidery, the lonely and cold moon in the sky. The water waves were clear and the moon was in the lake, the boy was sitting on the grass by the lake, the woman standing behind the boy... Seeing all this suddenly, Tang Lidi's thoughts were immediately pulled back to the night before...

...Remembering that the Lang Lang did not arrive, I looked up at the flying geese. The geese flew all over the West, and looked up at the green tower. The tower was tall and the Lang Lang was not seen. The railings were all over the sun, and the railings were twelve curved, and their hands were as bright as jade. The rolling curtain was high. The sky was green. The sea water was green. The dream of the sea was long, and you were sad. I was also sad. The south wind knew my intentions and blowing dreams of the West.

Looking at the flying swallows on silk embroidery, she chanted the song "Xizhou Song" in silk embroidery, which describes the woman's deep longing for the man she loves. Tang Li, who was exploding in his mind, grabbed Zheng Peng's clothes and shouted sternly: "If your sister likes me, why didn't she come to see me when I left Jinzhou that day?"

This is a small matter, but for Tang Li, it is a thorn buried in his heart between him and Zheng Lianqing.

"She is in the carriage to send you away. My sister also ate my father's scolding." Xiaopangqiu's answer was louder than Tang Li's voice.

"She is in the carriage!" muttering this sentence, the memories of Zheng Lianqing in the past instantly surged into my heart, the woman who listened to common words in Galen Monastery, the woman who emitted glory under the pear blossom tree, the woman who looked at the tall buildings in the distance silently, the woman who looked at the distant skyscrapers by the lake...

"Tell me quickly, what's wrong with your sister now?" Tang Li asked quickly after a long time, shaking Zheng Peng.

"My sister has been much better a few days ago, but just after the news that you were elected as the son-in-law of the prime minister was sent back to Jinzhou, her body was getting thinner and thinner day by day. By the time I came to Beijing to celebrate my third grandfather's birthday, my sister was bedridden!" After giving up the struggle, the tears in Xiaopang's eyes were flowing more and more. "She doesn't know yet, but she doesn't know that grandma has given up. Once she knows this, she will die soon! She will die!" At the end of the day, Zheng Peng's throat turned into continuous crying.

"What, give up the engagement?"

"They are all cowards. They would rather watch their sister die than offend Li Linfu. I hate them, I hate them!" As they beat the couch under the ground, Xiaopang's crying sounded so desolate.

"How long have you been leaving from Jinzhou?" Tang Li asked after letting go of Xiaopangqiu'er.

"Forty-seven days." After saying this in a daze, Zheng Peng, who had turned over, suddenly knelt in front of Tang Li, tightly grasping his clothes, and repeated: "Ali, only you can save your sister. If you save her, you must save her!"

"Forty-seven days, forty-seven days!" The woman in white in her first love kept rolling in her mind. Tang Li, who was muttering in her mouth, suddenly pulled Xiaopang'er's hand, and while pulling her legs out, she shouted loudly: "Go away!"

Regardless of the shocked gazes of the family members, Tang Li and Xiaopangqiuer, who quickly stepped out of Wangchuan, turned over and rushed to Chang'an City.

In Dezhengfang outside Chang'an Imperial City, there is a small auxiliary surface, but it does not operate other goods in this auxiliary surface, but the business location of the Ministry of War. The Ministry of War is in charge of the world's chariots, posts, stables, and official carriages and mixed animals. Over time, it gave birth to a business. They not only used their mastery of posts across the country, but also sent official documents, but also sent private urgent letters, from ordinary thirty-mile posts to the fastest meteor speeding horse exploration. Different charging standards can be exchanged for different letter delivery speeds.

"Then the paper and pen!" Tang Li, who had turned over and jumped off the horse, was not even enough to tie the rope. When he entered the store, he pulled over the paper and pen on the cabinet, wrote a few more than a dozen words, and took out the money bag from his waist, handed it over without looking at it, "Send it to the Jinzhou Governor's Mansion on the East Road of Shannan as fast as possible!"

After seeing the guy in the shop holding his notes in his hand and running towards the imperial city like flying, Tang Li, who breathed a sigh of relief, sat on the stool behind him...

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While Tang Li was running towards Chang'an City, a gorgeous car carrying Mrs. Tang had arrived outside the Prime Minister's Mansion.

What surprised the Hefu family was that the Prime Minister's wife, who had rarely welcomed foreign guests, actually greeted the woman who was dressed in a very simple manner at the door.

After a greeting, Mrs. Tang was surrounded by her husband and she entered the inner house of the prime minister's mansion. However, with three incense sticks, a chuckle came from the inner house. The servants who were informed immediately understood that the engagement between her sixth lady and Shannan scholar Tang Li had been officially concluded after confirmation by both parents...


Chapter completed!