Royal Road - Chapter 240

[Chapter 239 | City]

In winter, the weather is cold, and many charcoal stoves are installed at night. Even in the academy, there are eight/nine times that new stoves are installed.

However, there are no heating appliances in this bedroom, and it is as cold as an ice cellar.

If it was another person, I was afraid that he would have been frozen into a ball long ago, but the person on the couch was sweating profusely, and even the quilt covering him slipped halfway down.

The man was not wearing a shirt.

On the shoulders exposed outside, there are deep or shallow stab wounds and arrow marks.

Although these scars are ferocious, they are not very scary, nor do they damage the firmness and firmness of the texture, but instead give birth to an awe-inspiring state.

Just like those predatory beasts, Ben Zhang Xiongjian is admirable.

And now, the broad shoulders are being stretched tightly, as if they are wrestling with something.

The low and shallow breathing became more and more urgent, with a slight panting.

I don’t know if I was cold or frightened, but at the moment when I reached the peak, my closed eyes suddenly trembled and I opened my eyes.

In the gray-blue eyes, there is fog and confusion, but more of it is red flame-like scorching heat, as if to penetrate the barrier and nail it to the phantom of nostalgia.

Soon, the eyes closed again.

After three or five breaths, when he opened it again, only the same calmness and calmness remained in his blue eyes.

Yi Yan lifted the quilt, turned over and sat up from the couch.

The sweat on the back has been dried by the cold wind, bringing out some tingling.

However, the stickiness in the pants will not disappear out of thin air.

This should be embarrassing, but he didn’t have any expression on his face, just took off his dirty trousers, got up and walked to the side of the water basin, poured some cold water, and wiped it up.

Not much effort, those indecent traces disappeared.

Yi Yan pulled out a new set of clothes and put them on slowly.

This wasn’t the first time he had dreamed of these unfortunate sights.

But the initial shame and fear had vanished, leaving nothing but consolation.

Day by day, in the uninterrupted torment, he supported him and staggered forward.

I don’t know if it was because of living in the same mansion again, that dream even came more and more sweet, but Yi Yan was never defeated by the dream.

He knew that what he wanted was not just those in his dreams.

There was no maid in the room to wait on him. After he was dressed neatly, the soldiers outside the door brought warm water and green salt for washing.

After careful grooming, Yi Yan walked out of the room without eating.

These days, the Tiger Wolf Camp has started training, and every day he will go out of the city to the camp.

But no matter how tired he was, Yi Yan would still return to the city on time and rest in the governor’s mansion.

But today, he is not going outside the city.

After passing through several corridors, Yi Yan came to the main courtyard.

There are already many people in the courtyard.

Today is the winter solstice. According to the rules, the Nuo ceremony should be held, followed by a banquet to entertain the officials.

As one of the most important festivals at the end of the year, how could the Governor’s House let go of such a good opportunity to reassure people?

Yi Yan also stood in the queue.

Now he is no longer the chief military officer, and Linghu Sheng and others are still lined up in front of him.

However, the veterans showed enough goodwill towards Yi Yan, the confidant of the envoy, and after seeing each other, the team quieted down again.

After a while, the door of the main hall opened, and a few people came to the courtyard, surrounded by a man with a long body and a jade robe.

The man’s complexion was still a little pale, even if he was wearing winter clothes, he looked like a wild crane and a lone pine.

The slender figure does not make people feel thin, but has an aura that is not angry and arrogant.

Just standing in front of the hall, all the civil and military people from front, back, left and right bowed and saluted respectfully.

“Today’s winter solstice, you don’t need to be too polite.” A clear voice sounded in the courtyard, and when everyone straightened up, the man walked in front of Fang Xiangshi, who was wearing a fierce face, and said solemnly: “You are leading the age and big nuo, Expel Qun Li!”

The Nuo ceremony of the governor’s mansion was far more grand than that of the county mansion.

Following the envoy’s order, Fang Xiang led the young warriors around him and shouted loudly.

The majestic Nuo dance, with the sound of drum music, boiled like a flame.

Everyone wore masks, animal skins, and spears lined up like a group of demons.

However, the man stood among the ghosts and did not move.

The torches reflected on the jade-like cheeks, shining brightly.

Yi Yan didn’t look away, just stared at the scene in front of him.

Until Fang Xiangshi, holding a torch, rushed out of the prefectural mansion and headed towards the avenue in Jinyang City.

When the Nuo ceremony was over, it was time for a banquet.

However, the master of the governor’s mansion boarded a carriage and headed to the west of the city.

In the Huai’en Temple, a grand* party is also being held.

This is the first time a Buddhist temple has held a seven-day sacrificial meeting on the winter solstice.

Transcend the souls of the dead and comfort the ancestors.

This may be somewhat different from the Buddhist etiquette, but such a ceremony is no different for the people who believe in Buddhism in Jinyang.

Fang Xiangshi is only exorcising ghosts and avoiding epidemics. If he wants to save his dead relatives, he still needs to pay homage to Buddha and Taoism.

The presence of the Inspector in person made this ritual even more special.

All the eminent monks in the temple welcomed them out of the temple gate.

“Host, Zen master.” Liang Feng stepped forward and saluted the two leading monks.

The aged host and Zhu Fahu respectfully returned the salute.

Not long ago, Zhu Fada brought his teacher to Bingzhou and settled in Huaien Temple.

Now these two people with similar identities seem to be extremely harmonious, how can it not be surprising.

“The altar is about to open, please let the monarch enter the hall.” The old monk looked as usual and asked calmly.

It seems that it is not the Lord of the state, but a devout believer.

Liang Feng smiled and entered the Buddhist temple with his trusted followers behind him.

Due to the arrival of Zhu Fahu and others, the number of monks in the temple has increased several times, but the Buddhist temple has not been expanded, and settlement has also become a problem.

But there are more people and more people. For example, this puja is several times bigger than the Obon Festival, and it has always gained a lot of popularity from Jinyang people who have always liked to drive Nuo on the winter solstice.

“The scriptures recited today were translated by Zen Master Zhu Fahu.” After the host sat down on the futon, he bowed to the old monk beside him, “I also ask Zen Master to lead the recitation.

” Supreme glory.

The monk Hu, whose eyebrows were gray, returned the salute, spread out the scriptures, and began to read.

Sanskrit sound curled, resounding through the hall, Liang Feng’s gaze swept between the two for a moment before closing his eyes.

These days, in fact, the two groups of monks still have some friction.

However, Zhu Fahu, unlike his disciples, did not care about these mundane matters and only wanted to translate scriptures and spread the Dharma.

But Jinyang’s Buddhism is prosperous, the believers are devout, and there is the full support of the emperor, which moved him very much.

And the host of Wynn Temple quickly grasped this point and used it to the extreme.

So there is a pattern in the temple where one person controls the outside and one person controls the inside.

It’s also a delicate balance.

Today’s puja is a demonstration of this balance.

Seeing this, Liang Feng naturally nodded secretly.

After the chanting is *, there are ceremonies such as bowing to the Buddha.

The puja would last for seven days, but Liang Feng didn’t have so much time to stay in the temple.

The governor’s office also held a banquet to entertain the officials, so even the fast food could not be used in the temple.

The host didn’t mind Liang Feng leaving in a hurry, and still sent him out in person.

Just before leaving, he added a sentence: “The poor monk has been thinking about it for a long time, and the matter of changing his surname should be widely implemented. Zen Master Zhu Fahu is also looking for scriptures, and he should be able to find the words of the Buddha.”

Liang Feng’s eyes lit up: “Host This move, the merit will be in the future.”

After the Buddha Dharma came to the east, the monks mostly took the master’s surname.

The monks from Tianzhu have the surname Zhu, the monks from Anxi have the surname An, and the monks from Dayuezhi have the surname Zhi. Even if some people love Buddhism, they just change their surnames to “Monk” and “Buddha”, and there is no unified surname.

In this way, the disciples under the Zhufa Protector became another faction.

If things go on like this, won’t they fight in court?

Therefore, when Liang Feng proposed the monks to unify their surnames, the old monk understood.

A disciple of Shakyamuni, you should be your surname Shakya!

And his opinion also moved Zhu Fa Hu, who was familiar with the scriptures, and recalled a scripture he had seen before, which also mentioned the story of the four surnames in Tianzhu, and the monks abandoned all the surnames.

There is no intention to calculate, coupled with the source of piety and the government’s instigation, how can we not hit it off?

No one knows better than Liang Feng the importance of monks changing their surnames.

This is an excellent way to control the monks. It eliminates the estrangement caused by surnames and inheritance little by little, and uses the rules of the Jinyang lineage to constrain the world of Shijia.

This huge sect will gradually be brought under the control of the government.

In this way, most of the worries will be eliminated.

Step by step down the long steps of Huai’en Temple, Liang Feng stood in front of the car and sighed in relief before stepping into the car.

He didn’t even bother to look at the person following behind the car.

It was almost dusk, and a banquet was held in the main hall of the Governor’s Mansion.

Everyone raised their glasses together and greeted Dongguan, Shangguan.

Yale talks, singing and dancing add to the fun, and there are public banquet poems with good words and phrases.

There were quite a lot of people coming this time. In addition to the officials of Bingzhou, Jinyang Gaomen also came.

Everyone was firmly condensed beside the man, like a water shovel that was pushed by a big river, hammer after hammer, tamped this piece of scorched earth that had been burnt by the flames of war, and it was full of vitality.

However, looking at the look of the man in the seat, Yi Yan’s eyebrows were tightly locked.

Just because the person in the seat, after smiling, revealed an imperceptible tiredness.

This day has been too long, too long to bear.

Regardless of the colleagues around him who persuaded him to drink, Yi Yan drank the thick wine that would not be intoxicating, cup by cup, without stopping.

The banquet lasted for a full two hours before it came to an end.

It’s a three-day holiday, and the officials are sealed, and the soldiers will be stopped.

The most difficult time of winter has passed, and everyone should cherish these few days of leisure.

Some people still can’t sit still.

After everyone retired, Zhang Bin came over and whispered a few words.

Liang Feng took a single step, did not stop, and led people to the study.

Behind him, Yi Yan stopped and looked at the disappearing back, suppressing the pain in his heart.

All personal relationships are not worth mentioning in the face of the general situation.

How can he worry about his own delusions?

Turning around calmly, Yi Yan walked towards the courtyard where he lived, just like before.