The wind blows in the frontier, and the autumn thickens in the ancient city.At the high city of Lingdao covered with heavy frost, there was the sound of Hujia, and there were bursts of singing from nowhere, loud and passionate, which shattered the cold river and made the company noisy. The Yangmu Longcheng who is no longer alone. In Yangmu Longcheng's city guard's mansion, Di Qing heard the singing of wild geese, raised his head and glanced at the official document, his brows were slightly furrowed, and his white hair on the temples was like frost on an autumn evening. The great victory on Jingyuan Road, regaining their homeland, the frontier soldiers of the Song Dynasty were all impassioned and enthusiastic, and they waited for General Di's order, and everyone stepped on Hengshan to fight Xia's army again.

But Di Qing knew that things were far from that simple.Hearing the news, Wuzang Wudao is now in charge of Xixia Hengshan's defense, adjusting the mountain to strictly prevent the front line of Hengshan, the Song army wants to cross Hengshan, is it so easy?After Di Qingjing's victory in the original route, he did not dare to slack off, actively prepared for the battle against Yuan Hao's counterattack, and even dispatched the men on standby early to inquire about Xia Jun's movement. These days, Di Qing not only comforted the people in the city, but also paid homage to Wang Gui who died in battle. The people in the city had already set up a tomb for the dead Wang Gui. Arouse the blood of the people.

When Di Qing worshiped, the soldiers and commoners of Yangmu Longcheng were full of sorrow and joy, mourning the death of Wang Gui, and even more happy that there was finally a general in the northwest who could support the battle. In less than a month, Di Qing has used his actions to establish supreme prestige in the hearts of the people. This prestige is unmatched by anyone in the Northwest! At this moment, Di Qing was looking at the map of the northwest frontier, thinking deeply about his next move... At this time, there was the sound of horseshoes outside the mansion, and within a short time, Han Xiao had entered the mansion, and went forward to report: "General Di, the Xia army in the south of Yangmulong City has all evacuated from Jingyuan Road. The Xia army in front of the Sanchuan village is also there." Signs of moving troops back to the north... In the past few days, our army has killed nearly ten thousand Xia troops, and captured countless armored horses..."

Di Qing nodded and said, "Don't chase after poor bandits, order our army to stop at Sanchuan Village, and defend according to the terrain of Liupan Mountain, and beware of Xia's counterattack. Order the soldiers and civilians in the fortresses on Jingyuan Road to build good fortifications and actively prepare for battle!" Han Xiao took the order and waited to step back when Di Qing suddenly remembered something and asked, "Is there any news about the person sent to Shazhou last time?" Han Xiao hesitated, and said, "General Di, Yuan Hao is in Dunhuang, Shazhou. There are heavy soldiers ambushed nearby, and Yeli Yuqi was sent to guard it, and ordinary people can't get close to it at the moment, let alone go to inquire about the news."

Di Qing nodded, "Okay, I understand. Tell the brothers who are going to Shazhou to be careful and just wait for the opportunity." When Han Xiao retreated, Di Qing sat in the hall, thinking to himself. It turned out that after Song Jun Hao Shuichuan was defeated, Song Ting was horrified, not thinking that Yuan Hao, a family slave with a surname in the northwest, would defeat a great country twice.Zhao Zhen hurriedly recruited all the officials to ask questions, but the court was helpless.Fan Zhongyan wrote a letter suggesting that Di Qing should be promoted to Jingyuan Road to sit in town. Hundreds of officials objected, thinking that Di Qing's promotion was too fast and unreasonable. No more hesitation, and immediately ordered General Di Qing to take charge of Jingyuan Road, and all states and counties to fully cooperate with Di Qing's actions.

After Di Qing took over Jingyuan Road, he was not in a hurry to make a big splash, but secretly transferred the seven soldiers under his command to Jingyuan Road.With the full cooperation of Teng Zijing, Pang Ji, Fan Zhongyan and others, they fought back from Anyuan, and with a thunderous blow, Xia Jun was driven out of Jingyuan Road in one breath. Di Qing had been planning this battle for a long time, but he knew that the victory was only temporary, and the most urgent task right now was how to force Yuan Hao not to harass Song Jing again.He had written to Zhao Zhen more than a month ago, proposing a bold idea, but I don't know if Zhao Zhen has the courage to implement it...

While Di Qing was meditating, a soldier rushed over and said, "General Di, Master Zhong is here." Di Qing cheered up, shook his clothes and said, "Please hurry up." He didn't wait for Zhong Shiheng to enter the mansion, he had already greeted him.When Zhong Shiheng came in, his disheveled face was full of excitement. After seeing Di Qing, he gave a thumbs up and said, "Di Qing, you're fine, you fought well." Di Qing smiled, "There is a long way to go, and this is just the beginning." Noticed that there was another person behind Zhong Shiheng, who was dressed as a Beijing official, with big ears, thick lips, and a loyal face, but his eyes were piercing, revealing a serious expression .

Seeing that Di Qingmu wanted to consult, Zhong Shiheng introduced, "Di Qing, this is Mr. Fu Bifu, who was appointed by the imperial court." Fu Bi had already bowed his hands in salute, and said straight to the point: "General Di, I am here to find you by order of the Holy Majesty. I met Mr. Zhong on the way, so I came here with me." Di Qing's heart moved slightly, he wondered to himself that the imperial edict belonged to the two systems, and I heard that it was all served by academicians in the imperial court, and this person was ordered by the emperor to come here, could it be said that the matter of his submission of the edict had come to fruition?Hastily said: "The two adults please."

Although Di Qing is currently in charge of the war on Jingyuan Road, his military rank is only the governor of Qinzhou.Zhong Shiheng was also promoted because of his meritorious service, and now he knows Huanzhou.Although their official positions are not low, they are still under Fubi. After entering the hall, Di Qing asked Fu Bi to sit up.Fu Bi shook his head and said, "I have heard about General Di's reputation for a long time, but I have never met him. Today, I am lucky to meet you. Those who have made great contributions to General Di, please take your seat." Di Qing was a little surprised, thinking to himself that except for Fan Zhongyan, Pang Ji and others, the court officials were all arrogant towards generals.It's really rare that this Fu Bi is so polite.

Seeing Fu Bi's sincere expression, Di Qing was concerned with state affairs and stopped being polite.After the guests and hosts were seated, Di Qing said directly: "I don't know what the rich man is doing here this time?" Fu Bi smiled slightly, took out an imperial edict from his pocket and handed it to Di Qing, "General Di, please read it yourself." Di Qing took the imperial edict, unfolded it, and said with joy on his face, "Your Majesty agrees with my proposal?" Fu Bi nodded and said: "General Di wrote a letter to say something, and what he thinks coincides with the Holy Majesty. The Holy Majesty is worried about the situation in the Northwest War, so he ordered me to cooperate with General Di's actions and go to Qingtang City to do things cheaply."

Zhong Shiheng has been silent all the time, but when he heard the words Qingtang City, his spirits lifted, and his face was full of joy. Di Qing breathed a sigh of relief, with expectations in his eyes, and asked, "When will it be convenient for Mr. Fu to leave?" Fu Bi said: "The situation in the military is like a fire, and there may be many changes after a moment. I can go to Qingtang City with General Di at any time!" Seeing that Fu Bi acted resolutely without the sourness of a literati, Di Qing pondered, "It's late today, why don't you invite Mr. Fu to rest in the city for a night, and I'll also make some preparations. How about leaving early tomorrow morning?" Fu Bi got up and saluted, "Then this journey... I have General Lao." Di Qing replied with a smile: "Your Majesty Fu is too polite to do what you are supposed to do." He ordered people to send Fu Bi to the mansion to rest. Hit Yuanhao?" Di Qing nodded slowly, and said in a deep voice: "A few days ago, Fan Gong, Pang Daren, you and I both felt that Yuan Hao's offensive should be suppressed, and it would be difficult to do it with Song's current strength. If we can join forces with the Tubo people to attack from two directions Xia Guo, make Yuan Hao difficult to care about, you can kill his vigor. The Holy Majesty finally agreed with me to wait for the suggestion. This time, he sent Mr. Fu to Qingtang City to meet with you and persuade them to join forces. The Holy Majesty ordered me to protect Fu. My lord, act according to the camera. Old man, if we can really persuade the Tubo people to send troops, we will attack the Yin, Hong, and You states of the Xia State, and the Tubo people will attack the Gua, Sha, and Liang states of the Xia State. To break Yuan Hao's arms, to strike Yuan Hao, has already achieved twice the result with half the effort..." Di Qing was already excited. He had been waiting for this opportunity for many years. Zhong Shiheng curled his lips and said, "Don't overthink it. It's a question of whether you can persuade Zong Siluo to send troops. Whether you can persuade them to send troops is even more of a question. Tibetans are mysterious. Unpredictable, I even doubt, if you go there, can you see Zhesi, can you come back alive..." Seeing Zhong Shiheng's eyebrows furrowed, Di Qing smiled, "Old Zhong, don't worry, my life is hard. All these years, God has not accepted me...and this time I will not be accepted either." Zhong Shiheng stared at the man covered with frost and dust, and said for a long time: "Di Qing, I have something to ask you...you are joining forces with Tubo to grab Shazhou and Guazhou, is it for the Song Dynasty...or is it for something else? ?” Di Qing fell silent suddenly. Zhong Shiheng turned his head and murmured: "Although Zhao Ming drew the location, there has been a landslide and the terrain has been completely changed. It is impossible to enter from the original road. The Xia army guarded the area tightly, and we cannot Getting closer to Shambhala... In other words, if we can cooperate with the Tibetans to take Shazhou back, it will be much more convenient to enter Shambhala again." Di Qing suddenly said: "Old Zhong, look at me!" Zhong Shiheng was slightly stunned, and looked up at Di Qing, only to see Di Qing's eyes shining with sincerity.Di Qing took a step forward and said in a deep voice: "Old man, I want to go to Shambhala, I dream about it. But these years, I know... There are many things that can't be done just by thinking. You, Brother Guo, Ye Butou, there are too many people who have been working hard for my affairs, I am very grateful to you. I also want to tell you something..." Di Qing paused, and said word by word: "You trust me. I We will put state affairs first!" Zhong Shiheng stared at Di Qing, and said after a while: "It's not that I don't believe you, I just don't believe me. Di Qing, you promised me to fight with all your strength and fight for the people of the Northwest, and you did it. But I... I failed your promise." Believe me, I haven't found out for you for a long time... I have a guilty conscience." The old man's eye circles were a little red, his expression was full of apology, he covered his mouth and coughed uncontrollably. Di Qing smiled instead, and lightly patted Zhong Shiheng on the shoulder, "Back then, the late emperor was so poor that he couldn't find Shambhala. If you agreed to this difficult task, I'll take advantage of you. Old Zhong, Everything is up to fate, you don't have to worry. As long as we capture Shazhou, everything...will come naturally." He comforted Zhong Shiheng in this way, but he didn't really know whether Shazhou could be captured. Zhong Shiheng couldn't help laughing and sighed: "Oh... the old man is quite old, but I want you to comfort me. Well, I won't say much, you should be careful when you go to see Qingtang. I hope you can successfully persuade Zhe Siluo to send troops , took Shazhou. When the time comes, we will pacify Xixia, you will become famous all over the world, and I will no longer have to run around, so I can do business with peace of mind...and make a fortune..." Zhong Shiheng's expression was full of longing, Di Qing smiled slightly, and murmured: "I don't really want to be famous..." "Then what do you want?" Zhong Shiheng blurted out.Suddenly realized something, shut up. Di Qing didn't answer, but turned to look outside the hall. It's dusk, looking at Guanshan in the cold autumn.I don't know where the bearded beetles are long, evoking the waning moon in the sky... The waning moon was shining lightly, and it fell lightly in front of the hall, like the sorrow of frost scattered all over the ground. Di Qing looked at the waning moon and Gushuang, his expression trembling, and he only said in his heart: "I, Di Qing, don't want the world, I only want feather clothes!" Zhong Shiheng looked at the face that was cut like a knife and cast in rock, his eye circles were reddened uncontrollably, he wiped the corners of his eyes with his sleeve, and murmured: "Silly boy..." At dawn, Han Xiao had already made preparations.Di Qing only brought Han Xiao and a few of his men, and Fu Bi left Yangmulong City and headed west. Di Qing and Fu Bi shouldered the heavy responsibility. Under the order of the emperor, they quietly went to the border of Tibet to persuade Zhe Siluo and the Song army to jointly send troops to attack Xia Guo! There are several points in the world today, and Khitan, Great Song, and Xia are the strongest. However, in recent years, Tubo Zhesiluo has sprung up suddenly, and its strength cannot be ignored. Back then when Yuan Hao attacked Gaochang and Uyghur, he originally wanted to take advantage of the situation and include the Tubo territory into his territory, but he didn't want to encounter strong resistance from Zongsiluode.Yuan Hao is powerful, but Zong Siluo sits in Qingtang City, fortifies the walls and clears the fields. With 100,000 believers stationed by the Zongge River, he has fought fiercely with Yuan Hao for nearly a year without retreating a single step.When Yuan Hao was running out of food and grass, the morale of the army was shaken, and he was killed by Zong Siluo, who was waiting for work, which led to Zonggehe's defeat. The battle of the Zongge River was a rare defeat in Yuan Hao's life. Since then, the Xia army never dared to drink the Mazongge River again, and this battle established the supremacy of Tubo. But then there was a rebellion within the Jisiluo clan, and Cao Xianshun, the Guiyi army, took refuge in Yuanhao.Yuan Hao took over Guazhou, Shazhou and other places to further expand his influence.However, when Zhe Siluo suppressed the rebellion, he was unable to seize the two places of Guazhou and Shazhou, so he could only stand in a stalemate with Yuan Hao. Right now, Zhesiluo controls the land stretching from Song and Qinzhou in the east, Xiaguo in the north, Qinghai in the west, and the barbarians in the south. It is the most powerful force in the southwest. When Di Qing thought of this, he had already passed Didao in Longxi. The ancient way lasts forever, Xiao Xiao falls down.Han Family Mausoleum Road, Husha Feiyang... Fu Bi walked all the way, but he seldom talked. After entering Didao, he suddenly asked: "Does General Di know about Didao's past?" Di Qing shook his head, and said with a little shame: "I don't know much about books..." Fu Bi smiled slightly, "I heard from Fan Gong that General Di reads less and knows how to use soldiers. In fact, in the Northwest War, knowing how to use soldiers is the most important thing. It is not a big deal to read less books. It is good to read more in the future. Soldiers are not needed." Well, it's a matter of life." Seeing Fu Bi's modest attitude, Di Qing asked with interest: "Master Fu seems to have a good relationship with Mr. Fan?" Fu Bi said with emotion: "There may be people who have a bad relationship with Fan Gong, but it is rarely because of personal grievances. When I was depressed and unsuccessful, I was fortunately recommended by Fan Gong, and this is the glory I have today. Speaking of which, Fan Gong He is also my mentor." Di Qing learned from Zhong Shiheng that this Fu Bi was originally the son-in-law of Yan Shu, an important minister in the court, and he didn't want to have anything to do with Fan Zhongyan.I thought to myself, the person recommended by Fan Gong would definitely be the best. Fu Bi, far away from the blue sky and dust, said: "Di Daoben's hometown of Li and Tang has produced many heroes. Except for Li Yuan, the founding emperor of the Tang Dynasty, when he thought of Han, there was a parachutist Li Guang. The achievements of the general are innumerable, and the fate is difficult... But just by the words of the descendants, "Let the dragon city fly, don't teach Huma to go to the Yinshan Mountains", the name can be immortalized through the ages!" But let the flying generals of Dragon City stay, and don't teach Huma to go to Yinshan Mountain! Li Guang, the Flying General of Dragon City, slashed his sword immediately, bent his bow to kill the strong, and finally made the barbarians dare not take a peek at the Central Plains! When Di Qing heard these two sentences, his blood was also agitated, but he didn't know why Fu Bi had such emotion?Is it because of Han Daomeng and Hu Chen? Fu Bi turned to look at Di Qing, and said sincerely: "General Di, since ancient times, 'Feng Tang Yi Lao, Li Guang is difficult to seal', it is a pity. It is common for talented and capable people to fail. Fan Gong has repeatedly said that General Di will be able to Becoming a generation of famous generals, but being restricted by the ancestral family law, it has always been difficult for everyone to give full play to their talents... Every time I think about this, I feel uneasy." Di Qing said with a smile: "It's a fluke that I can go from being a member of the army to where I am today. Your Excellency Fu has praised you." Fu Bi shook his head and said, "General Di's position today is due to his military merits. How can it be called a fluke? General Di, Mr. Fan and I all have high hopes for you. We only hope that you can be like the parachutist. Immediately slash the sword, pacify the northwest, so that the barbarians dare not disturb the Central Plains, and restore the stability of the world. I will do my best to help you succeed, and I hope you will not belittle yourself and make extraordinary achievements. If you want to cheer up today and seek the prosperity of the country, you must This is a great opportunity for you and me to serve the world." Seeing Fu Bi's sincere expression, Di Qing said after a while, "Di must do his best to live up to the expectations of the world." Fu Bi showed a gratified smile, and changed the subject: "The Xia people attacked the Song Dynasty several times, and the emperor was furious, so he took the lead in the main battle. But I heard that a few years ago, the faction of Jisiluo was not free to go to the capital, so the queen mother was asked to send troops Attack Yuan Hao together..." Di Qing thought of Bukong, and then thought of Guo Zun and others in a flash, with a sad expression on his face.He later learned from Ye Zhiqiu that Bukong had asked the Queen Mother for five dragons... Fu Bi said regretfully: "At that time, it was a good opportunity to eliminate Yuan Hao, but the queen mother had no intention of going northwest, which eventually led to the failure of the matter. This time I shouldered a heavy responsibility, and I wanted to persuade Ji Siluo to send troops, but I didn't know whether it would be possible or not. I'm not sure. I don't know about General Di...do you have any suggestions?" Di Qing hesitated for a moment, then said: "My lord, after all, it was the queen mother who made the decision back then, and it has nothing to do with others. Now that the queen mother has passed away, the past must have faded away." What he meant now was that even if he was rejected by Song Ting back then, That has nothing to do with Zhao Zhen, "Besides...the Tibetans and the Xia people have been hostile for many years, and the grudges have been accumulated for a long time. As far as I know, Zhe Siluo has always...interested in the land of Gua and Shazhou. Now that he has the opportunity to come, he should not will be missed." Fu Bi nodded and said: "What General Di said is quite correct." He thought to himself, "Although Di Qing is a warrior, he has quite a lot of opinions, and what he thinks coincides with mine." At first he was because of Zhao Zhen and Fan Zhongyan. It was only when he mentioned that he had a good impression of Di Qing, and today's remarks made Fu Bi look at Di Qing differently. Now Song and Xia are at war, and business is cut off.Those who want to do business mostly start from Qinzhou, pass through Didao, and go to Qingtang City.Or conduct business with Tibetans, or with merchants from the Western Regions.Along the way, merchants are like weaving, which is quite lively. With Han Xiao accompanying him, Di Qing didn't need to bother too much. He took Fu Bi to the west, and the journey was not a day.On this day, the autumn sun was hanging in the air, the green hills in the distance were winding, the river was like a belt, and a big city appeared in the eyes. Han Xiao didn't wait for Di Qing to ask, and said: "General Di, that river is the Zongge River, and the city in front is called Zongge City, which is the hub of the Tubo people and the way to do business. Pass Zongge City and go You can reach Qingtang City in a day's journey." Di Qing looked up at the sky, and suggested: "Master Fu, it's getting late, how about we take a rest today and start tomorrow?" Although Fu Bi was impatient, he was a literati after all, and he was very tired after traveling from the capital to the frontier and then into Tubo.Seeing what Di Qing said, she knew that Di Qing was thinking of him, worried that his body would not be able to bear it, so she was grateful in her heart, and agreed immediately. Fu Bi's mission to Tubo this time was done in secret, so Di Qing kept quiet and asked Han Xiao to find an inn in the city.The inn is simple and simple, and the three religions and the nine streams live together.The inn is full of pungent smells, and there are only two things that can be drunk - buttered tea that is as black as ink and highland barley wine that is pungent and pungent. It was the first time for Di Qing to come to a place where Tibetans lived, but it was also the first time for him to drink buttered tea.As soon as the tea was in my mouth, I almost spat it out.The tea was thick and greasy like oil, whether it was sweet or salty, it had a very peculiar smell.On the contrary, Fu Bi was calm and calm, and drank the butter tea in gulp.Di Qing was a little surprised, and asked, "Master Fu, have you ever drunk this stuff?" Fu Bi shook his head, and said with a smile: "When you come to the countryside, you have to adapt. Since you have no choice, you have to adapt. These are nothing. In fact, I have suffered too, but... after all, I am not as miserable as Fan Gong." Di Qing asked strangely, "Why is Master Fan suffering?" Holding the tea bowl, Fu Bi recalled: "I heard people say that when Fan Gong went to Yingtian Mansion to study, he lived in extreme poverty. He cooked porridge all day to satisfy his hunger. When it was cold, he divided the frozen porridge into four pieces and ate two pieces each morning and evening. piece……" Di Qing remembered that Guo Zun had told him about this matter, recalling the past, thinking of Guo Zun, he felt sad. Fu Bi said again: "I feel that I am not as good as Fan Gong, but I try my best to be as good as him. If I can't bear this bit of hardship, then I really don't want to come to Tibet. Although butter tea has a peculiar smell, it is very helpful for strengthening the body. Tibet It is bitter cold, and because there are few vegetables, Tibetans can absorb nutrients from tea leaves to keep fit. If General Di was alone, I would have seen you by now. I have delayed your schedule, and I still count on this butter tea to help me .” Seeing Fu Bi's stubbornness and fortitude in his emotion, Di Qing admired him, nodded and said, "If all the people in the court think like that, why should I be unhappy?" Changing the subject, he said with a smile, "But I'd rather I still want to drink, Mr. Fu, I'll go out and have a look..." Di Qing left the residence and arrived at the lobby of the inn. The smell of tea, milk, incense candles and spirits rushed into his nostrils.Di Qing sat down in a secluded corner, ordered strong wine and mutton, and looked in the direction of the door. Everywhere he went, Di Qing used to wait for news from Han Xiao.It was dark, and a bonfire was lit outside the hall, crackling. Under the bright light of the fire, everyone was shouting and fighting for wine, and the hall was very noisy.Seeing this, Di Qing recalled the drinking scene of his brothers back then, and his expression was gloomy.Suddenly hearing footsteps in front of the door, Di Qing looked up and saw Han Xiao coming, his expression changed slightly. Han Xiao was about to say something to Di Qing, when he saw Di Qing's strange expression, he couldn't help saying: "Brother Di, what's the matter?" He didn't reveal his identity, so he called Di Qing brothers. Di Qing got up abruptly, and said in a low voice: "Wait a minute." With a flash of his figure, he was already outside the inn.There were two people passing by outside the inn. Seeing Di Qing appearing like a ghost, they were startled and took two steps back. At a glance, Di Qing saw that one of the two was dressed as a scholar, and the other was more like a book boy. Without knowing it, he looked to the right of the inn.All I saw was the silence of the long street, with fires shining, and there was no sign of people on the other side of the road. Di Qing frowned, and walked in that direction for a while, but finally got nothing. He wondered in his heart: "Is it him? Why is it him? How could he walk so fast? Could it be that... he found me, so he avoided it. and not see?" While Di Qing was pondering, Han Xiao had rushed over and said, "Brother Di, what's the matter?" Di Qing said in a low voice, "I saw someone, it seems to be Ye Xisun." It turned out that Di Qing had just seen a person passing by the door, saw that person's figure was Xiaoyi like a wild goose, he vaguely seemed to have seen him before.Seeing that person's side face with a lonely expression, his eyebrows slanting into his temples, he suddenly thought, this person looks like Ye Xisun! Di Qing had seen Ye Xisun twice, but he couldn't figure out his origin.Later, because Ye Xisun was suspected of killing Cao Xianying and took the map of Shambhala, Di Qing asked Zhong Shiheng to pay more attention to this person.But since then, Ye Xi and Sun Hongfei have disappeared without a trace. I don't want this person to appear again when Di Qing is almost about to forget him? Why did Ye Xisun come to Tibet? Han Xiao also knew Ye Xisun, and he was surprised when he heard the words, "Why did he come here?" Soon he realized that there would be no answer to the question he asked, so Han Xiao changed his mind and said, "Should I send someone to investigate?" Di Qing pondered for a moment, then said: "It's not appropriate to make extravagant incidents right now. Ye Xisun is very skilled in martial arts, and his enemy is unknown... How about this, you send your subordinates to keep an eye on this man for a while, and if you see him, tell me I'm looking for him, don't bother." Let's do it. We will start our journey tomorrow, if we can't find it, then don't delay on this matter." Han Xiao nodded, and hurriedly left to deliver the order.After Di Qing turned back to the inn, he saw that there were two more people at the table where he was sitting.Those two were the scholar and book boy Di Qing saw outside the inn. The scholar had a handsome face and a graceful manner. Seeing Di Qing approaching, he got up and saluted, "Brother, I invite you." Di Qing frowned, not understanding the reason for this person's visit, and replied: "Do you have anything to do with me, Your Excellency?" The scholar smiled and said, "Your brother seems to be from Song Dynasty?" Di Qing looked a little impatient, sat down and said: "So what?" His heart moved slightly, and he looked at the scholar again, thinking to himself that the scholar asked this, isn't he from Song Dynasty?It can be seen that his appearance and conversation are not like Tibetans or party members. The scholar said with a smile: "I have admired the culture of the Song Dynasty for a long time. I heard that the Song Dynasty has outstanding people, crouching tigers, and hidden dragons. I still don't believe it. Today, seeing my brother's heroic appearance, walking like a dragon and walking like a tiger, I believe the rumors are true." Seeing Di Qing wrinkled Frowning, the scholar immediately said: "The next paragraph is Silian, from Dali." Di Qing had never heard of Duan Silian's name, but he saw that this person was quite open-minded, so he kept his face dark and asked, "What does Brother Duan want me for?" Duan Silian tentatively asked: "I don't know your brother Gao's name?" When Di Qing entered Tibet this time, in order to prevent further twists and turns, he smeared his face black and covered up his tattoos as before.Seeing Duan Silian's inquiry, he didn't want to reveal his identity, so he said calmly: "You and I meet each other like a gathering, and we pass each other in a flash and never see each other again. Do you know the difference if you know the name?" Duan Silian touched a soft nail, looked awkward, and asked again: "Brother, are you going to Qingtang City?" Di Qing's heart was shocked, and his expression remained unchanged: "Brother Duan, why do you ask such a question?" He noticed that Duan Silian's eyes were overly excited, even a little strange, and he was vigilant. Duan Silian bowed his head for a long while before saying: "In a few days, Qingtang City will hold the Chengtian Sacrifice every three years. It can be said to be a grand event with a radius of thousands of miles. Many people come from thousands of miles to watch this festival. I think Xiongtai is also for this reason. What happened?" Di Qing didn't know what Chengtian Festival was, and he had no interest in Chengtian Festival. He shook his head and said, "I didn't come here for Chengtian Festival. I have other business, so I'm leaving." He got up and turned to the wing room, and listened to the The book boy said in a low voice: "My lord, this man doesn't know good from bad, why do you bother with him?" Then he heard the young man say: "A superior man's actions have their own peculiarities, so don't talk too much." Di Qing secretly laughed, thinking what kind of expert he was, this Duan Silian was wrong.He noticed that there was worry in Duan Silian's expression, but he didn't want to meddle in his own business. In the early morning of the second day, Di Qing got news from Han Xiao, but did not find Ye Xisun.Although Di Qing was a little disappointed, but as expected, he thought to himself that Ye Xisun was haunted, and it would not be easy to find him.Di Qing ignored Ye Xisun, and set off again with Fu Bi, heading straight for Qingtang City. At the time of sunset on the western mountain, under the shade of the setting sun, Qingtang City is already in front of you. The ancient city of Qingtang stands majestically and stands in the southwest. It is now a holy place in the minds of the Tibetan people. When everyone entered the city, they saw that there are many temples in the city, and there are many pedestrians. Although it is not as prosperous and luxurious as Bianjing, it is far better than Bianjing in terms of solemnity and solemnity. Tubo people believe in Buddhism, and the houses in the city can be said to be half of the Buddha's dwelling. Temples, monks, steles and Buddhist pavilions can be seen everywhere.The air is filled with the smell of incense sticks.There is a wind blowing, the sound of cymbals, bells and drums can be heard everywhere, and the sound of Sanskrit singing is like the voice of heaven... As soon as a person arrives here, he can't help but restrain himself, and he doesn't even dare to breathe out. When Di Qing and the others arrived in the city, they couldn't help being cautious.Seeing that it was getting late, Fu Bi frowned slightly, and said, "I heard that there is a habit of not seeing guests at night. As envoys of the Song Dynasty, although we obey the order of the emperor and act in secret, we must see you." Hey Si, let’s be upright, why not go to see him formally tomorrow morning.” Di Qing didn't know these etiquettes, but respected Fu Bi's suggestion, and immediately ordered Han Xiao to go to the inn to rest for a night.Han Xiao had already sent someone to make preparations. After turning around, he said with a smile, "Fortunately, we booked a room a few days ago. Otherwise, it would be really difficult to find a place to live at this time." Fu Bi asked strangely, "Why?" Han Xiao explained: "Qingtang City will hold the Chengtian Sacrifice every three years tonight. The ceremony is solemn, and many people nearby came to watch the ceremony. Uighurs, Gaochang, Dali...even merchants from the Western Regions also rushed over." Di Qing couldn't help asking: "What is the Chengtian Sacrifice?" He heard Duan Silian once said about it, but he didn't take it to heart. Han Xiao explained: "After the rebellion and civil strife in the past few years, he had to communicate with the gods every three years. It was called the Chengtian Festival. The purpose should be to pray for the gods to bless the Tibetans. It’s Zanpu, who is also a disciple of the Buddha. He prayed for the common people, and I heard that it is very effective. In the past few years, the weather in Tibet has been smooth, and the Tibetans all say that it is the credit of Jisila.” In the Tubo language, Zan means majesty, and Pu means man. In Tibet, only the Tubo emperor has such a title.Fu Bi knew that Zong Siluo had great prestige in Tibet. Seeing Di Qing's strange expression, he was afraid that Di Qing's words to Zong Siluo would cause unnecessary trouble, so he said with a smile: "Do as the Romans do, and we don't approve of their habits. But you have to obey. General Di, don’t you think so?” Di Qing heard the meaning of Fu Bi's advice, nodded, and asked Fu Bi to turn around and rest first, but he found a restaurant and asked Han Xiao about the Chengtian Festival in detail. Di Qing is not interested in the Chengtian Festival, but he has encountered many strange things in recent years. He is very interested in hearing Han Xiao said that he can communicate with the gods. If he really has such supernatural powers, You might as well ask him about Shambhala.However, Han Xiao's knowledge of Chengtian Ji was limited. Seeing that Di Qing was very interested, he went out to the wine shop to inquire about the news, and asked Di Qing to wait in the wine shop. It was getting late, but the bonfires everywhere in Qingtang City were as bright as day. Tibetans, Qiang people, people from the Western Regions, Han people and even Khitan people shuttled around the city non-stop, discussing in low voices, all talking about the Chengtian Festival, but the content was lacklustre.While Di Qing was pondering, he heard someone say at the door: "My lord, the Chengtian Sacrifice will start in Zishi, and there are still a few hours left, why don't we have some food first?" Di Qing heard the voice vaguely familiar, turned his head and looked over, and saw a person walking in his direction, it was Duan Silian from Dali. When Duan Silian saw Di Qing, his face was filled with joy, and he hurried over and said, "Brother, we meet again. It seems that you and I are not meeting each other with duckweed, but fate." Seeing Di Qing frowning and saying nothing, Duan Silian said cheekily : "Brother... It is better to meet by chance than to invite each other. I have invited you for this meal." After finishing speaking, he sat down. Di Qing didn't understand why this person was so interested in him, so he got up to leave, suddenly remembered something, smiled and said: "Last time I heard that Brother Duan came here specially for the Chengtian Festival, but I don't know if Brother Duan can talk about Chengtian What exactly is a sacrifice?" Seeing that Di Qing was finally willing to talk to him, Duan Silian looked very excited, looked around, and said in a low voice: "Brother, you are asking the right person when you ask me. Others only know the surface of this matter, but I know the truth." Di Qing's heart moved slightly, he lifted the jug to fill Duan Silian's glass of wine, and said with a smile: "I would like to hear more about it." After drinking, Duan Silian didn't evade, and said in a low voice: "I heard that the Chengtian Festival is related to the fate of Tubo. When Zanpu was young, he was controlled by Lunbu Wenbuqi, do you know about this?" Di Qing knew that Lunbu was Tibetan, which meant Prime Minister of Tubo.At that time, Wen Buqi, the Prime Minister of the Tubo Kingdom, bullied Tongsiluo when he was young. Although he supported Tongsiluo, he always monopolized the power and even imprisoned Tongsiluo, wanting to abolish him and make himself king.However, Gu Siluo was able to escape from the prison, and he only said eight words among the Tibetan officials, "I am Zanpu, put down the chaos for me!" Just these eight simple words, let the Tibetan officials The army and the people became angry, killed Wen Buqi, and re-established Zongsiluo as king, which shows the influence of Zongsiluo on the border of Tibet. This incident is very legendary, and Di Qing is also learning about the past in Tibet these days, so he knows it. Seeing Di Qing nodded, Duan Silian said softly: "When the Buddha was imprisoned, he made an oath that as long as the chaos could be brought down, he would sacrifice his blood to heaven once every three years to pray for the Tibetan people. He didn't use other people's blood, but his own. Blood! He sacrificed his life to pray for Tibetans, so everyone in Tibet loves him." Di Qing was a little shocked by what he had done, and asked again: "Is this all you know?" Duan Silian hesitated before saying: "That's all I know." Di Qing noticed Duan Silian's hesitation, felt that Duan Silian seemed to have something to say, so he waited to ask again, suddenly felt something, turned his head and looked aside. At that moment, he suddenly realized that someone was watching him. It was a sudden feeling, and it was also a vigilance cultivated through many battles! Relying on this feeling, Di Qing has escaped many crises, but this time he is vigilant, different from before.What is the specific difference, he was unable to say for a while. He turned his head and looked over, his heart trembled slightly, and then he saw a pair of eyes... In a trance, what Di Qing saw was just an ordinary person.That person was dressed in ordinary clothes, sitting there, he looked like everyone else, but that person was unusual, just because of that person's eyes. Those are a pair of eyes that condense the love of three lives, and the eyes of three thousand obsessions. They are also a pair of eyes that penetrate the world and are unparalleled. When the man saw Di Qing looking over, he didn't look away, but a ray of light suddenly appeared on his ordinary face.When Di Qing saw the brilliance, his heart was shocked suddenly, he couldn't help turning pale, and let out a muffled snort! Duan Silian raised his head and saw that Di Qing's expression was not right and his expression was painful, he thought that Di Qing had something to do, so he called out in a low voice: "Brother?" Di Qing was startled, stood up abruptly, and asked in a daze, "What's the matter?" Then he looked at the next table, and saw that there was no one there, he couldn't help being surprised, sweat was already on his forehead. It turned out that he just took a look at it, and fell into a trance in an instant.That feeling is like being in a dream.And in the dream, he saw a white shadow falling from his eyes... That was his unforgettable nightmare in this life! How could he suddenly have that weird hallucination, could it be because of that person's eyes just now?Seeing that Duan Silian was full of confusion, Di Qing grabbed Duan Silian's hand and asked, "Brother Duan, did you see the person sitting at that table?" Duan Silian turned his head and looked over, confused: "Is there anyone at that table just now? Oh... I remember, it seems to be sitting on someone, but there is nothing special about that person..." Before he finished speaking, Di Qing let go of his hand , dodged out of the wine shop and rushed to the long street. The ancient roads and long streets are full of bonfires. In the infinitely dimly lit place, people come and go, and the world of mortals repeats itself, but Di Qing wanted to see people, but he didn't show up after all.Di Qing was sweating like rain, knowing in his heart that it would be difficult for him to find that person.Because that person is too ordinary, ordinary people will disappear in the crowd.Who is that man?How can a pair of eyes have such magic power? Di Qing was looking around when he heard the sound of cymbals clashing in the ancient city. The sound was so loud that it shook the world.Qingtang City was on fire, and it was noisy at night, but after that loud noise, the whole city was quiet. Immediately afterwards, a Sanskrit singing came along with the wind... Between heaven and earth, there is only Sanskrit singing voiceless, and there are no other noises or thoughts.From the direction of the Qingtang palace city, a group of monks came, each wearing yellow monk clothes, and under the light of the fire, the whole body was shining with golden light. The group of monks held huge cymbals, and the deafening sound must have been struck by them. When the passers-by on the road saw the group of monks, they retreated to the side of the road one after another, knelt down and saluted, not daring to look around. 那队番僧之后，又是一队番僧，身着青色僧衣，双手结印，嘴唇嚅嚅而动，梵唱声声叠加在一起，洗涤着天地。 青衣番僧之后，缓步踱来一枯瘦的僧人。那僧人脸上的皱纹如刻，容颜苍老，神色中，总有种沉思之意，可又像世间红尘凌乱，也是无法纷扰他的心思。 那僧人垂眉闭目，就那么走了过去…… 空气中满是梵音轻唱，庄严肃穆。狄青一时间也忘了方才发生的事情，等所有的番僧过去后，狄青这才低吁了一口气。 段思廉快步走过来，拉了狄青衣袖一把，低声道：“快去抢位置了，不然看不到承天祭了。” 狄青本无意去观承天祭，但不知为何，身在青唐，也不由被这里的肃穆玄秘所吸引，不由自主的和段思廉追随那些番僧而去。 众人如潮，但又极为安静的跟随在那些番僧的身后不远。狄青忍不住地问道：“段兄，方才那有些苍老的僧人是谁？难道是佛子吗？要去哪里抢位置？” 段思廉摇头道：“那人当然不是佛子，是佛子手下的高僧善无畏。承天祭就在青唐城第一寺承天寺举行。” 狄青微震，想起唃厮啰手下有三大僧人。不空出现在汴京后，就一直没有消息，而金刚印被元昊射杀在兴庆府。他本来以为善无畏也和不空、金刚印仿佛，却不想是这般模样。 众人已到一寺庙前。 那寺庙远没有汴京大相国寺的繁华，但极为空旷广漠。百姓随番僧鱼贯而入，不待吩咐，已依次在庙前跪好，神色虔诚。 狄青本以为来到早，可入寺后，才发现寺中早如蚁般跪满了形形色色的人。 空旷的寺庙周围，点着难以尽数的巨型火把，在风中，散着神秘的气息。主庙前，搭建个木制高台，色泽红如血，诡异而又肃穆。而那苍老沉思的僧人，也就是善无畏，正坐在高台正中，双手结印，嘴唇嚅动…… 善无畏身边，只有一盏青铜佛灯，散发着幽幽的光芒，照的善无畏脸色阴晴不定。 梵唱不停，在夜幕中听来，让承天寺中满是诡异可怖的气息，或许正因为这种气息，才将所有人的心神慑服，使人忘记自我。 狄青跪在人群中，听着梵音，心绪已慢慢平静下来。可萦绕在脑海中的几个问题一直挥之不去，承天祭到底是不是能通神，方才见到的那个平凡人又是谁？ 不知过了多久，狄青突然有所察觉，向一旁望过去。见韩笑不知什么时候，也夹杂着人群中，正向他的方向悄然张望，好像想说什么。 本来以狄青的直觉，早就能发现韩笑，可这段时间内，他脑海中那道坠落的白影时隐时现，让他难免心神不宁。 韩笑手指屈伸，向狄青传达个消息，“已找到了叶喜孙！” 十士间有种手语，就是为了不便说话时交流。如此环境，韩笑当然不敢造次，甚至不能移动，只能靠手势传达心意。 狄青得知找到了叶喜孙，心中微喜，又有些惊奇。但他不能出声，亦不能移动。心思转念间，悄然的手扶肩头，手指屈伸，告诉韩笑等承天祭结束后就出去。 他迫不及待的想要去见叶喜孙，但此情此景，他怎能起身？ 承天祭还没有开始，到底什么时候结束，狄青也是不知。正焦灼时，只听铜钹巨响，万籁俱静。高台左手处，无声无息推来了一辆大车。 狄青抬头望去，见车上站有一人，白衣胜雪，黑发如墨。他只能见到那人的背影，见那人长发飘飘，竟是个女子。 众人均是脸有诧异，不解祭天这神圣的时候，为何会有个女子前来？ 段思廉也满是惊奇，突然瞥见狄青一直盯着那女子，身躯微颤，不解狄青为何会这般激动？ 狄青见到那女子出现时，就有依稀熟悉的感觉。因为那女子不妖艳、不妩媚，只有平静如水。陡然间，狄青望见那女子腰间蓝色的丝带。心中震骇。 丝带蓝如海，洁净如天，勾起那曾经流逝的记忆…… 狄青虽未见到那女子的正面，但已想到那女子是谁。 还有哪个女子会在这种情形下依旧波澜不惊，就算面对佛子手下的神僧亦是坦然自若？ 那女子竟是飞雪！