Sha Po Lang

The feathered arrow was shaped like a shooting star, straightly passed through the intricate and intricate threads like a spider's web under the twenty red-headed kites, and sank into the back of the tiger's neck.

The strength of this arrow is unknown, and with a "poof", it pierced through the tiger's head, and after a loud noise, it staggered and fell to the ground without making a sound, and died cleanly. .

Gu Yun kept fingering, turned around again and pulled the string again, and directly shot the second arrow, leaning against the door of the private room with his back turned at an angle, almost without aiming, and then another arrow left the string, hitting the arrow that was going just now. On the pillars of the viewing platform with gold leaf thrown down.

There were exclamations on the viewing platform, and I saw that the arrow grazed a foreigner's scalp and nailed his hat to the pillar, and the tail feathers were still trembling.

The man was so frightened that he fell backwards from the chair.

Gu Yun put away his longbow, and expressionlessly said to the Xuanjia guard on the mast holding a bronze roar: "Hiding evil intentions, take it down and wait for trial."

Until then, the person who was pinned down by the dead tiger came back to his senses and uttered a small sob. The people around him who had recovered from the shock just came to their senses and hurriedly dug him out.

Under the Ding Yuan platform, an inconspicuous and thin figure passed through the crowd, and took advantage of the chaos to board a cruise ship on the lake not far away.

As soon as he got on the boat, he took off his turban, and he turned out to be a foreigner with black hair and black eyes, who looked a bit like a Central Plains person. He was quickly put into the private room on the boat, and met the people who had been waiting for him.

It was a man between young and middle-aged, dressed in a white shirt, with a red robe with intricate patterns on his back, and a weird scepter standing on one side, his dark brown curly hair was half long and not short. Hanging on the shoulders, it is neatly combed, and there is a big grand ring on the finger.

It was the envoy sent by the Pope.

The short black-haired foreigner half-kneeled down respectfully: "My lord bishop."

The bishop leaned forward slightly to show that he was paying attention.

"I'm afraid the result is what you expected," the black-haired foreigner said, "Gu and his family are almost symbolic to these orientals, as long as the 'black crow' flies across the night sky, even in the face of No matter how big the crisis is, the stupid people will be calmed down blindly, like a sheep that has found a shepherd dog - this kind of unreasonable belief is incomprehensible, even if I think some of them are actually even Gu Yun's entire body. I can’t even name it.”

The bishop pondered for a moment with a gloomy expression: "The 'seed' caused no casualties."

"Almost none," the black-haired man lowered his head, "Andinghou happened to be on the red-headed kite, and there seemed to be guards he had placed in the crowd. I don't know if it was our people who leaked his whereabouts, or he himself had an extraordinary understanding of critical events. As soon as we planted the seeds, the black crow reacted immediately, and Gu shot the 'seed' to death with an arrow from the red-headed kite, and also captured the 'seed sower'."

The bishop leaned on the carved chair, rubbing his fingers over his lips along his beard: "This is not his personal prestige, but the accumulation of three generations. People in the Central Plains blindly believe in these black crows, almost forming a kind of anti-Gu surname." Faith of the family."

Black-haired: "The church has long discussed why there are frequent loopholes in Eastern society, but the people can maintain the peace that is riddled with holes. I think this belief is also one of the reasons."

The bishop stood up and walked a few steps in the boat with his hands behind his back.

"This is our chance," he murmured in a low voice, "it's not a bad thing—I'm going to write to the Pope, and we can start the Loulan project immediately."

At this time, the order downstairs in Qiyuan has initially stabilized, and the Imperial Forest Army quickly came to the rescue. Gu Yun glanced at it, and seeing that he had nothing to do, he was about to signal to Shen Yi, and was about to leave—he His vision was already very blurred, his hearing was also declining, and the noise of people around him became quiet.

Gu Yun said to Xuanying's guards: "I'm going to take a step ahead, you and the Fourth Highness, if they are willing to go home, you can send them back when it's calmer outside, if you want to play more on the red-headed kite-- I don’t know if there will be any performances later.”

Chang Geng hurriedly asked: "Father, what about you?"

At this moment, Gu Yun couldn't hear what he said at all, he just patted his shoulder and hurried away.

There was a more and more heavy rumbling sound from under their feet, and the red-headed kite they were sitting on briefly landed on the kite stand.Gu Yun and Shen Yi strode away side by side, the night was cold and frosty, Chang Geng picked up the cloak that Gu Yun had put aside, and was about to catch up when he was stopped by Xuan Ying next to him.

That Xuanying said: "His Royal Highness, please stay, the commander-in-chief doesn't wear winter clothes in the capital, and there is chaos outside, please don't leave your side."

Chang Geng's suspicion suddenly rose—why didn't he wear it?With Gu Yun's body, it is obviously not because he is not afraid of the cold.

And the phrase "your eyes" that Shen Yifang yelled in a hurry also made him feel stuck in his throat. Chang Geng couldn't help but think of Shen Shiliu who "pretended to be deaf and blind" in Yanhui Town. Of course, Shen Shiliu's eyes and ears The inconvenience is mostly for cheating, but Chang Geng is sure that when Yan returned to town, he really couldn't see things clearly. Could it be just to confuse Xiuniang and those barbarians who intend to infiltrate northern Xinjiang?

When people think too much, they tend to get anxious, and Chang Geng suddenly felt uneasy, and it didn't ease in the slightest until Xuan Ying dutifully sent them back to the Hou's Mansion.

Chang Geng returned to the room, tossing and turning, unable to sleep, after dismissing Mrs. Cao and Ge Pangxiao, he quietly wrapped up his coat and ran to Gu Yun's room to wait.

Gu Yun's room is very clean, with a kind of neatness and tidiness unique to the soldiers, without any extra decorations, there are a few books on the desk, there is an old gas lamp, and there is a picture on the wall, The four words "the world cannot be avoided" in the letter can be seen to be Gu Yun's own handwriting.

Except for a brand-new fox fur hanging above the bed, Hou Anding's bedroom is almost shabby.

Chang Geng waited for a while, then unknowingly fell asleep lying on the small table, with his chest nestled, and soon became a mess of dreams.

In a trance, Gu Yun seemed to be standing in front of him with his back turned. Chang Geng in the dream had no restraint, and was much more unrestrained than in reality. He hugged him affectionately from behind: "Father."

Gu Yun turned his head slowly, his eyes were empty, and two lines of blood and tears flowed down his cheeks: "Call me?"

Chang Geng woke up suddenly with a yell, was shocked by the cold wind blowing in from the door, and stared blankly at the people who walked in from outside.

Gu Yun didn't expect that he was actually in his room, so he hurriedly closed the leaking door and asked, "Why are you here?"

His voice was hoarse and his face was ugly.

The breath of cold air hanging in Chang Geng's chest finally spit out heavily the moment he saw Gu Yun, for a moment he couldn't distinguish between reality and illusion, he almost had the ecstasy of regaining what was lost.

Gu Yun supported the door frame and stood for a while, endured a wave of dizziness, waved to Chang Geng weakly, "Come and help me - I will take you into the palace tomorrow to pay New Year greetings to the emperor, I can't get up carefully."

Chang Geng took his elbow and helped him to the bedside: "Father, what's wrong with you?"

"On the way back, they dragged me to the North Camp. I drank too much." Gu Yun didn't take off his shoes, and fell on his back on the bed. He just drank the medicine, his brain was buzzing, and he said weakly, "Go back and rest early."

Chang Geng frowned - Gu Yun did smell of alcohol, but it wasn't heavy, and he spoke clearly, he didn't look like someone who had drunk too much.

However, before he could ask again, Gu Yun had already lost his voice, as if he had fallen asleep after touching the pillow.

Chang Geng had no choice but to remove his shoes and socks by himself, and pulled the quilt to wrap him around his body. He always felt that the chill on Gu Yun's body was too warm, so he heated up the steam brazier in the room, leaned against the bedpost and quietly He stared intently at Gu Yun's sleeping face.

"I'm not thinking wildly." He said these words silently three times, and then, like a trembling little animal, he slightly approached Gu Yun, as if he wanted to smell his body, but he held his breath involuntarily.

On the second day, Chang Geng felt that he had just closed his eyes and hadn't even had time to complete the nightmare, so he was picked up by Gu Yun. The elder brother, Emperor Long'an, paid New Year's greetings.

On the way, Gu Yun said: "Your Majesty doesn't have to mind too much about you. When the Empress Dowager was alive, she had some quarrels with the imperial concubine, but it's all about the previous generation, and it has nothing to do with you... Hey, bad luck."

Chang Geng answered absent-mindedly, but when he heard him swearing in a low voice, he raised his head and saw Gu Yun driving luck in front of a car.

It was the driver of the Huguo Temple.

The Daliang royal family believed in Buddhism, even Gu Yun's decisive grandfather was no exception.This is especially the case for the current new emperor and the prince who used to be the prince. Whenever he has free time, he would have a meditation session with the great monks.

But when it comes to the most annoying thing in Gu Yun's life, it's not the barbarians from all over the world, but these bald heads.

Especially the bald donkey old abbot of Huguo Temple, who didn't know what stoma industry was, and had a crazy crow's mouth, and asserted since he was a child that Gu Yun would overcome his six relatives when he grew up.

Anding Hou has until now blamed the monks in Huguo Temple for his bachelorhood.

The personal servant of Emperor Long'an Li Feng saw him and trotted over.

He is five big and three thick, almost as tall as Marshal Gu, but three times as wide as Marshal Gu, born with a pair of four-inch long feet, taking small steps, like a big-leaved iron tree swaying in the strong wind, very graceful .

This person's surname is Zhu, others call him Father-in-law Zhu to his face, and Xiaojiao Zhu behind his back.

Zhu Xiaojiao has a bad reputation. He has two "god sons" with greasy hair and noodles outside the palace. I don't know what they are used for.

Due to the early opening of the sea in Daliang, the folk customs are not as conservative as in the previous dynasty, and there are endless things that insult the gentlemen among the dignitaries, and this is nothing.It's just that it would be better if the little eunuch didn't let his godson use his name to collect money.

With a smiling face, Zhu Xiaojiao leaned in front of Gu Yun: "Master Hou and the Fourth Highness have come down? The abbot Liao Chi of Huguo Temple is talking to the emperor, and he said that if you two arrive, you can go in directly. I haven't seen you for a long time—oh, coincidence, the masters have come out!"

While talking, two monks came out one after the other.

The one in front of Gu Yun knew him, with a wrinkled walnut face and a sad face, as if he had never eaten enough in his life, he was the abbot of Huguo Temple, Monk Li Chi.

Gu Yun's gaze fell on the man behind him involuntarily. He was also a monk, about 30 or [-] years old, dressed in a snow-white cassock, with picturesque features, and his clean monk shoes stepped on the path of the imperial city, as if he was stepping on the road. Fairy from the snow.

Even though Gu Yun hated bald heads, at that moment, he couldn't help but think of the eminent monk who went to Tianzhu in the previous dynasty.

If the young monk felt something, he raised his head and met Gu Yun's gaze. His gaze was clear, and there seemed to be a vast and quiet sea of ​​stars in his eyes, which made people sink into it just by looking at it.

The young monk clasped his hands together, and greeted Gu Yun Jishou from afar.

Gu Yun looked away awake like a dream, and thought, "Why am I staring at a bald head?"

He ignored them, looked away rudely, and asked Zhu Xiaojiao, "Who is the little white face led by the old bald donkey?"

Zhu Xiaojiao watched him grow up and knew his temper, so he hurriedly said, "That's the abbot's younger brother, who came back from traveling overseas after knowing Master Ran."

Gu Yun thought to himself: "What kind of nonsense name, it will be bad luck once you hear it."

Who knows that he doesn't want to see others, but others want to come to him.