"Master! There are a large number of imperial military forces coming outside the mountain gate. I don’t know if it is urgent to look at things. "
When people arrived, they hurried to shout that the door of the room was hit by a middle-aged man in his thirties. When he saw that the middle-aged man stumbled all over, his clothes were stained and his five beards were chaotic and complicated.
Master Zhi Yi calmly turned his head to the middle-aged students, nodded slightly, and then asked without hesitation, "Even more, although you have not officially entered our door, it has been a retreat for many years. How can you be so impatient and come to the banner?" How many soldiers and horses? "
Middle-aged students also know that they had been reckless and rude, and they quickly straightened their clothes and made an inquiry with one hand. They said, "Report back that the master bearer is about one or two hundred people, all of whom are Zuo Yiwei’s armor emblem, which is more than a mile away from the temple. Some people are afraid that they will be bad for the little teacher younger brother and dare not inquire about their purpose, so they will come back and report quickly."
Master Zhi Yi bridled a pick "Zuo Yiwei? That is, the old fox from Yuwen Shu sent an old woman to the Jin King’s Palace to make friends in previous years. How did you get this time without sending military forces … Did you really know the identity of Xiao Jushi? "
As he spoke, Master Zhi Yi turned his eyes to the young monk, and the boy was also worried. "I should go somewhere and ask the master to show me!"
See each other not rigidly adhere to also didn’t do anything out of place, strong-willed and outrageous. Master Zhi Yi looked at a middle-aged man and looked at the young Zhi Yi’s clappers and said, "People have been so close to this temple, and he went to the bamboo forest on the outer wall of the backyard to avoid walking for a while. When he came out again, it was the old woman who had many letters and contacts and had been invited to Yuwen Shu by Wang Chengzhi. If he wanted to take credit, he wouldn’t dare to jump."
"My brother is a damn man. It’s an extra-legal blessing to be sheltered by the master for several years. Today, it’s necessary to implicate the master to take such risks … The king of Jin, the master, is so appreciative that he can easily go north to take charge of a famous temple …"
The young man’s eyes turned red. His grandfather and uncle died six years ago, and then his mother died. Others were educated by Master Zhi-yun from the age of seven. Although Zhi-yun is a monk, the closeness in the eyes of the young man is actually different from that of his grandfather. Now, it is natural to hear the other party do everything he says.
"Duh! Don’t talk nonsense Is it difficult for an old woman to hold those vulgar rituals in vain when she asks her family to preach Buddhism? At that time, Emperor Wudi did his best to worship Buddha. Although he was later plagued by Hou Jing for dozens of disasters, it was after all a great kindness to me. Although I failed to understand it, how dare I not make the results come to an end? "
With that, the middle-aged man dragged the little novice monk to the backyard and bought a Chai Men. He walked into the bamboo forest in the back hill and returned to the temple just visible.
……
However, after a lamp of tea kung fu, Zuo Yiwei’s soldiers came to the temple, but it was fairly convergent. There were dozens of people who dared not make noise. It was respectful to ask Master Zhi Yi to come out and meet and hand it over to Jin Wangdian.
Zhizhi didn’t let people see that the vision was still the same as when Yang Guang had repeatedly recruited each other, but he didn’t come out to meet him. The captain didn’t care to ask where he was going to personally go to the door of Zhizhi’s meditation room to salute him.
"Liu Guan, a captain of Zuoyi Weimen, gave instructions to the King of Jin Palace to ask the master to meet you in Yangzhou quickly."
"It’s hard for a general to come and serve tea." With a creaking wooden door that has been oil-free for a long time, he slowly hit Zhi Yi to signal the captain to enter while serving tea. After seeing that there was no trace of murderous look, he slowly sat back to the futon and asked, "Isn’t the Golden King’s Palace called the scribes to return to today’s labor general?"
Liu, a captain, drank a bowl of strong tea in one breath and bowed his hand and said, "The master of Haojiao learned that this time it was the King of Jin who was in urgent need-Princess Jin suddenly became seriously ill and couldn’t afford to visit Yangzhou’s famous doctor. Later, it was the princess who said that it was the fate of the man of God, saying that it was somewhat against the rules. The master had to confess to the illness of the King of Jin and his wife, and they were afraid that the ordinary messenger would delay and greet them badly, so they ordered Yuwen Shu’s adult to send people to come here day and night-but in the future.
After listening to such rhetoric, Zhi Yun breathed a sigh of relief-originally, he moved these Beowulfs to come to Yangzhou to do things for Princess Jin, and he meant that he naturally couldn’t see any emotional fluctuations after decades of saving energy.
"Lao Jin, the king’s palace is worried. Since I believe in the old woman, I should do what I want-Liu, a captain, is going to leave tomorrow, but is it going to be a mountain today?"
"If the master body no inconvenience …"
"In that case, please ask a captain Liu to go out for a while and wait for the old woman to prepare for an hour before going to the mountain-the old woman on the mountain road is also used to going to Linhai County to rest at night."
"Help yourself, master," said Liu, a captain, and respectfully withdrew.
……
Zhi Yun watched Liu, a captain of the school, close the door without moving. After quietly meditating and drinking a bowl of tea, he got up and went around the deserted backyard of the temple-it is unusual for him to agree with the monks here-and then he saw the middle-aged students watching from the back yard.
"The bearer is the King of Jin, who invited the old woman to Yangzhou to do sutras and get involved with Xiao Jushi so that he doesn’t have to hide."
"That’s good that’s good! I said that the little teacher younger brother is not such a unlucky person. "As he spoke, the middle-aged student’s face lit up, and he walked to the back wall door to let the little novice monk who went out to hide come back quickly.
Middle-aged bamboo groves shouted a few times, and they heard the little novice monk respond to each other and actually hid in the steep slope of the back hill. From the top of the slope, two clumps of staggered old bamboos were obviously invisible. If the Sui soldiers searched just now, it would be impossible to find them.
When Little Shami heard that Sui Bing was not arresting himself, his face lit up and his nerves were tense. He was about to let the middle-aged students give him a hand to pull him away.
However, it was not prevented that the surface of the old bamboo was smooth and wet by the young people’s nervous sweat for a while. When trying to get up with strength, the little novice monk actually slipped and "clicked" a piece of bamboo branches and fell down along the hillside to roll out for seven feet before being caught by the head bamboo, while the little novice monk slammed a bamboo tube on his forehead for a moment, and there was purples and blood coming out.
"Little brother!"
Chapter II Rebirth
Gu pang felt a headache.
He is a poor three-generation in Fenghua, Ningbo in the late 1990s. After graduating from Zhejiang University majoring in gas engineering for several years, he worked hard to finally become a project manager of a mechanical engineering company and barely earn a family business in Hangzhou before the skyrocketing housing prices. From this point of view, he is lucky.
Unfortunately, however, when the company was in recession, it was impossible for him to survive. However, he faced the difficulties and dug up a handful of backbone and resources to bite the bullet and mortgage the house, making the most important decision in his life. Then he became a mechanical engineering contractor, commonly known as the contractor.
After he became a contractor, he gradually approached him at an early age. He took a road of no return and had to socialize more. In a few years, when the situation deteriorated again in 13 years, he finally tasted the bitterness that his former boss had tasted before throwing out 4 trillion yuan a year. When the situation was bad, being a contractor was really more bitter than working for others. Who knows who lived in the cracks and who suffered from it?
Finally, in 215, one day, one by one, relying on all kinds of previous price cuts to win the project acceptance, Gu Pang stuffed a red envelope while accompanying the wine bureau to set up all the supervision and acceptance owners, and then he was tired of climbing up to the top for acceptance, and then there was no more.
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When he woke up again, he felt a pain in his head, wrapped in a thick bandage, turbulent hallucinations and strange dream memories flooded into his forehead, which aggravated the pain caused by trauma.
"Teacher younger brother can be better? Alas, it’s all my brother’s fault. You knew those military forces would let you escape if they didn’t come to you. "
"hmm? Brother? " Listening to a strange and familiar voice, he called himself Gu Pang and struggled inexplicably. I struggled to open my eyes to see that it was indeed a middle-aged man with gentle hair and cloth. While looking after himself, Gu Pang’s mind suddenly reflected the information of this person. Ou Yangxun himself took refuge in the Master Zhi Yun’s practice and study institute, and he should be called the other brother.
Soon Gu Pang’s mind turned. Since Ou Yangxun’s memory of this character is not a dream illusion, his thoughts should also be true just now.
When he read this, he immediately raised his forearm regardless of the pain. What he saw was a slightly thin, slender, white arm, with long and vigorous fingers, which revealed the elasticity of young people’s skin, which was obviously not for middle-aged people who were young and fat.
There is no doubt that I lost my soul after an accident. If my memory is correct, my present master’s name should be Xiao Xian, the grandnephew of Emperor Xiao Mao of Liang and the nephew of Emperor Xiao Cong of Liang Jing. If the biological father’s name is Xiao Xuan and grandfather Xiao Yan Xiao Xian died young when he was 4 years old, it was his grandfather and uncle Xiao Xian who brought him up.
The amount of information that flooded into his mind was too much to bear. After accepting this setting, Xiao Xian lowered his eyes and gently spit out a word "tired" to his brother Ou Yangxun, and then pretended to be temporarily asleep. In fact, he took advantage of this buffer opportunity and his heart was running at a high speed, trying to completely integrate the memories of the two worlds. It didn’t take long for him to make some eyebrows.
Many people who don’t know much about the history of the late Southern and Northern Dynasties and the early Sui Dynasty seem to think that the history of the Southern Dynasties should be summed up by the phrase "Song Qi Liang Chen". Gu Pang was born in science and engineering in his previous life. Although his historical achievements are not bad, he can’t reach the level of literary textual criticism. The same was true of his understanding of the Southern Dynasties before the integration. At this moment, he discovered that the original careless understanding was a big mistake
After Liang Wudi Xiao Yan led the wolf into the room, which led to the chaos in Hou Jing, Nanliang did not perish, but was in chaos. All parties in the imperial clan fought for the southern dynasty, the northern qi dynasty and the northern Zhou dynasty, and tried to support the puppets of the southern dynasties who obeyed them. Of course, among the warlords of all parties, there was also a royal family of Nanliang in Wang Sengbian and Chen Baxian, but in fact, they were really fierce and powerful.
Wang Sengbian, on behalf of Jingzhou and Chen Baxian, on behalf of Dongwu, failed to compete for the Southern Dynasty. However, after Wang Sengbian was killed, the name of the Western Liang Dynasty did not perish. Instead, Liang Wudi Xiaoyan’s grandson and Zhao Tai’s early death, Xiao Tong’s emperor Xiao Yi, established the Western Liang Dynasty. Later, the Western Wei Dynasty and the Northern Zhou Dynasty supported the Western Liang Dynasty to resist Chen Baxian’s counterattack.
In the last dynasty of the Southern Dynasties, there were two governments in the South, East and West, and the Chen Dynasty occupied Jiangsu, Zhejiang, Fujian and Guangdong as the capital and built health. Xiliang occupies Jiangling, the capital of the two lakes. However, when Xiliang was weak and weak, it was only the Northern Zhou Dynasty and later the Sui Dynasty that protected and supported the possession of state land, which was barely equivalent to that of later generations, more than half of Hubei Province and a handful of northern Hunan sites and nearly 100 states. The size of the Chen Dynasty could not be ten times worse than the strength of the two countries.