Chapter 77 Chapter Seventy-Seven

Beacon smoke rises, wolves howl on the mountain, and double geese startle to escape from Xiongguan.The heroes of Daibei sleep forever, and the old souls of Guangwu Qunzuo are haunted. Who will guard the danger of the three passes?If the golden knife is there, present it to Zhao Limu's temple. With a long knife in hand, he has the courage to go south to kill the enemy, but a strong man is in his old age, and he always feels powerless.Two years ago, he invited Yelu Abaoji to meet in Yunzhou, and they became brothers. They agreed to fight Liang Wang Zhu Wenwen and Lu Longjun Jiedu envoy Liu Rengong, but in the end Yelu Abaoji did not fulfill the agreement because there was no profit to be made.

The battle between Zhu Wenwen and Li Keyong was once the main theme of the Central Plains in the late Tang Dynasty.In the fourth year of Tianyou (907 A.D.), Zhu Wen sent 100,000 troops to besiege Luzhou, and Li Keyong sent troops to help. For a while, the two armies faced off regardless of the outcome.However, at this time, Cyclops unfortunately contracted a sudden illness.One year later in Jinyang, a generation of hero Li Keyong passed away with regret. This year, he was only fifty-three years old. According to legend, when he was dying, Li Keyong left his son Li Cunxu with the last words of three arrows: "The first arrow is to attack Liu Rengong. If you don't go to Youzhou first, Henan will have nowhere to go. The second arrow is to attack Khitan. Yelu Abaoji and I Become brothers and swear to restore the land of the Tang family, and now he breaks his promise to become a thief, you will kill him. The third branch destroys Zhu Wen, and if you can fulfill my will, you will die without regret!"

Born in Shuozhou, started in Yunzhou, enfeoffed in Bingzhou, surpassed Luzhou, and was buried in Daizhou. Li Keyong's life was full of joys and sorrows, with mixed merits and demerits, but he still guarded his loyalty to the Tang Dynasty until his death. Deserving of his title of King Jin, this may be the most glorious and touching memory he has left in history. Hundreds of years later, a poet once left such a poem: Life at seventy is rare since ancient times.He Yiyang is often deeply proud that he has already passed his seventy-fifth birthday and is heading towards his octogenarian age.It has been almost five years since my daughter and son-in-law left Qiongzhou.Due to heavy official duties, Zong Yao only went back to Chengdu twice, and did not stay at home for long.Lin Lan goes home once a year at the end of the year. After all, there are her father, son and elder brother at home.

In a blink of an eye, Chengming has reached the age of starting a family.A boy of seventeen or eighteen years old, he turned out to be as handsome as his father was back then.There has been no major war in Sanchuan for five or six years, and this young man from a prominent family has never had the experience of war.His father was once one of Wang Jian's most capable generals and adopted sons, so he should be called the King of Shu as a grandfather.However, during these seventeen or eighteen years, he grew up in Chengdu and never met the famous King of Shu. In Chengming's memory, when he was young, Sanchuan was still fighting fiercely, and his father in bright armor killed most of Dongchuan. He was the unparalleled hero in his heart.He grew up with his grandfather since he was a child, and listened to countless war stories told by his grandfather.In the heart of childhood, the seeds of martial arts were planted early.Since he was literate, he has loved military books and war strategies.From "Grandson", "Wu Zi" to "Six Secret Teachings" and "Three Strategies", all of them are Wei's three masterpieces.He Yiyang often laughed and said that although he was born out of the door, this child was too much like his father. He only knew the strategy of killing the enemy on the battlefield, but he didn't know how to deal with officials.Sometimes, when he is in the mood, he will take out a wicker chair and lie on it leisurely while listening to his little grandson recite a book for him.He often said to Chengming that only reading military books is not enough to know all the wisdom of the ancients accumulated over thousands of years, one must understand history!

It was noon that day, the sun was scorching hot, and the cicadas in the courtyard lazily sang alternately.After finishing his official duties, He Linze returned to his home in Nancheng.These days, there is an extremely urgent matter that requires him to make a perfect decision as soon as possible. Perhaps, he should have a good chat with his father who lives alone in the study of the North Court all year round. Handing the reins of the horse to a boy, Lin Ze opened the door and walked in. At a glance, Lin Ze saw his nephew wearing a brand new blue silk robe standing neatly in the middle of the courtyard, as if welcoming him back.He couldn't help laughing and said, "Chengming, why are you waiting for uncle to come back today?"

Wang Chengming said seriously, "I'm waiting for my mother to come back." "How can such a young child look like a child who has not been weaned? Your mother only comes home once a year in the twelfth lunar month, and it's midsummer now!" Cheng Ming still had a serious face, not at all joking: "Grandpa said, mother will be back in two days." Lin Ze was puzzled: "Did your mother write a letter?" "No." "That's over! Go back to the house and stay there, it's hot in the courtyard, go back and ask the two maids to fan you with cattail fans." After saying that, she wanted to go back to the house to rest.At this moment, I heard a voice from the servant outside the house: "Hey, aunt, why are you back!"

Lin Ze was taken aback. When he turned around, Lin Lan appeared in men's attire: "Brother, I'm back!" Cheng Ming couldn't help but went forward to greet him: "Mother, you're back! I want to die, baby!" Lin Ze was full of doubts: "Why are you really back? Just now Cheng Ming said that he was waiting for you, but I still don't believe it!" "There is something urgent that I need to go home, and I only started yesterday afternoon." Lin Lan wiped the sweat from her head as she spoke, and the dust and dust along the way still remained on her clothes, "However, I didn't tell my family , how did Minger know?"

"Grandpa was talking about it a few days ago, saying that mother will be back in two days!" Lin Lan's heart suddenly became clear: the father never leaves home, and he has already seen the difficulties that the young couple is facing now. Lin Ze led Lin Lan's mother and son to the study in the north courtyard.The door of the study room was ajar, as if the old man had been waiting for his daughter to come back for a long time. Lin Lan saw that although her father was gray at the temples, his complexion was still ruddy, and his body was fairly strong. "Father, how did you know I was coming back?"

"Of course I do. I also know what you're doing when you come back." Lin Lan smiled coquettishly: "I miss you, come back and have a look... Zong Yao originally wanted to come back too, but he was too busy with his duties to take time off... You see, Zong Yao specially asked me to bring it to you The top-quality Mongolian yellow buds..." Seeing his beloved tea leaves, He Yiyang couldn't help but let out two dry laughs: "The second half of this sentence is the truth, but the first half of the sentence is too watery... If you want to say that you miss your son, I think it is reasonable. This married man Girl, I don’t believe that you have come all the way because you miss me!” Having said that, seeing the little daughter He Yiyang who has been away for a long time is still as sweet as eating honey, “Since you miss me, You just stay at home for ten days and half a month before leaving..."

"Father..." Lin Lan blushed and smiled, "Zong Yao is in trouble now, and I want you to give me some advice..." "This is still the truth! Zong Yao, this boy, can still think of me at critical times, not bad." He Linze interjected, "Father, I think my brother-in-law and I have the same problem..." He Yiyang stroked his beard: "The world is no longer ruled by Li and Tang. It is the general trend for the king of Shu to proclaim Sanchuan as emperor. If you go against the trend, you will die in the power struggle... Our He family can also be regarded as the right arm of the king of Shu. At this time More should be shown.”

Lin Ze frowned: "Naturally, I want to try my best to ensure that the King of Shu becomes emperor, but the King of Shu is now strictly investigating cronies. Almost all the ministers and generals inside and outside of Chengdu have written letters to flatter me. Save……" "Brother is right. Zong Yao and I were also worried about this, so we came to ask Dad for advice. Zong Yao is guarding Fanbang, and the king is likely to be suspicious. Not long ago, the king sent Zhou Dequan, the governor of Meizhou, to pay a visit to Zhou Boya in Qiongzhou. It stands to reason that as long as he finds Zong Yao, he can find Zhou Boya, but he secretly went to Huojing until he met Zong Yao at Boya's mansion... Both Zong Yao and I felt that the king was worried that he was in Qiong Zhou Dequan sent Zhou Dequan to pay a private visit... Now that I don't know how other states and counties have submitted their letters, Zong Yao dare not follow suit or inquire about it, let alone leave Linqiong without permission, so he let me go home..." "Zong Yao is much more mature, and you are also much more mature, Lin Ze...Chengming—go make a pot of tea for grandpa, and I want the Mengding Huangya that your father brought back, freshly boiled." "Okay!" Wang Chengming agreed, took the tea leaves, took them to the door and backed out. He Yiyang looked his son up and down.After returning from the Battle of Shannan and several old generals from birth to death, this experience has indeed made this spoiled and unstable kid mature and mature a lot: "You boy, I'm afraid you have forgotten me, daddy..." "Father, why did you say that?" "Silly boy, if you just write a note to the king of Shu, asking the king of Shu to ascend the throne, and signing the money to my father and son, it will be over?" Lin Ze suddenly realized: Yes, the king of Shu taboos his ministers to form cliques for personal gain, but he will not transplant such charges to the old man who stays at home all the year round and does not care about political affairs.It is only natural that his father and son signed the letter together, and he himself will not be suspected at all. "What about Zong Yao?" Lin Lan asked. "If Zong Yao is like other states and counties, it is not wrong to respectfully invite the king of Shu to become emperor, but the key is to have a reason. When the emperor ascends the throne, there will probably be many auspicious omens. Let Zong Yao look for him in Qiongzhou. But if there is any sign of auspiciousness, report it to the king of Shu. You are guarding the frontier, and you don’t need to make a special request. You only need to report the auspiciousness, and you will be safe.” "Father! I knew you had a solution!" As she said that, Lin Lan didn't care about rest, so she said goodbye to her family and hurried back to Qiongzhou. In the early morning, the sound of the bell awakens the purity hidden deep in people's hearts. At that moment, the three poisons in the world are eliminated, and a moment of sobriety makes people's eyes infinitely broad and bright.The sound of chanting scriptures came from the Daxiong Hall, and the "Miaofa Lotus Sutra" full of Zen rhyme is like a deep valley meditating and sung for thousands of generations, and it is also like the waves of the vast ocean.The magnificent and noble hall, the compassionate and solemn Buddha statue, and the lingering sound of the beam for three days are intertwined, forming a unique landscape. Under the guidance of Guanxiu, Wang Jian came to Dashengci Temple with steady and dignified steps, with Zhang Ge, Feng Juan and Tang Daoxi closely following him. Dashengci Temple has always been known as "the first jungle in Aurora". When Wang Jian was really in it, he was sincerely shocked by its magnificent palaces, towers, pavilions and pavilions. Guanxiu said: "This courtyard was built in the Sui Dynasty. Emperor Xuanzong personally inscribed the plaque of 'Dashengci Temple' for this place when he was lucky to Shu. When Emperor Wuzong exterminated Buddhism, this temple was the only one in Chengdu that survived. That’s why it has the size it is today.” Wang Jian sighed: "This is the evil fate made by the previous emperor. I heard that if the king wants to bring peace to the world, he must treat the three schools of Confucianism, Buddhism and Taoism kindly, and each take its own strengths, so as to secure the people and guard the land." Guanxiu clasped his hands together: "Your Majesty treats the monks kindly and promotes Buddhism. It is a blessing for Buddhism and Xichuan." "I have practiced Wudang since I was a child, and I am very fond of the masters of Taoism, but I also have a relationship with Buddhism. Back then, Master Chu Hong pointed out the maze for me, and I made an oath that if I can achieve great things in this life, I must treat monks kindly. Zen Moon Master, you traveled thousands of miles to Xishu, and I am also very grateful! You opened an altar in Chengdu to preach scriptures, spread Buddhism, and accomplished immeasurable merits and virtues!" "Your Majesty is overrated." "The master is not only proficient in Buddhism, he is also good at all kinds of piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. Although I am a rough person, I appreciate people with literary talent very much. I still remember the two neat confrontations of the master back then! Whenever I hear the master and the Sipping tea, playing chess, and exchanging poems and paintings, I am so envious. Today, you accompanied me to visit the Buddhist monastery in spite of your busy schedule. I am very grateful! Today, the King will also confer on you as a 'Master of Distinguishing Causes and Fruits' !" "Thank you, Your Majesty!" Guan Xiu had a smug yet grateful smile on his face.Then, he led Wang Jian to a mural, and pointed out: "This is the scene when the late Emperor Xizong was lucky to Shu. During the years when the late emperor was in Chengdu, countless painters came to the Buddhist temple to paint, adding a lot of precious ink marks here. " At a glance, Wang Jian saw that two figures had been painted over on the mural.He leaned closer and carefully looked at the lines under the smear, "Who are these two people, why are they smeared?" "Amitabha! I saw this when I first came to the temple. I asked the monks carefully, and I found out that this is the statue of the late Chen Taishi Jingxuan and Tian Junrong Lingzi. He is a favorite minister, but committed serious crimes, and he was punished by the new king. The king led the army to conquer, and replaced him as the new master of Xichuan. Presumably the monks were afraid of the king's displeasure, so they were filled with shame." Wang Jiandao: "Don't be a businessman with Danqing! History has risen and fallen, we'd better not smear it, and leave a truth for future generations. I heard that Zhao Deqi and Gao Daoxing have outstanding painting skills. Tian and Tian repainted." "Your Majesty has a great mind, which is admirable! I heard that this mural was made by the famous painter Chang Chongqing. The paint he chose will not fade after being washed in the rain. Therefore, you only need to wash the smeared material with acacia water, and the original painting will be ready." reproduce."