[Marco Polo] Where is Homecoming?

The sun was setting on the long river, and the smoke was billowing. Three days later, the reinforcements from the Golden Horde and the Blue Horde came one after another, but only a ruined city was seen.However, even though they were defeated, the cult party had already taken advantage of the chaos and headed to the Central Plains, and when the rebellion was put down, it was too late to catch up.

Although the revenge of the cult was disintegrated, most of them also paid a heavy price. The streets and city walls were destroyed, civilians suffered heavy casualties, and even the Khan Palace was damaged to varying degrees. It is conceivable that the Latins only saw The mood of a pile of ruins, although it was later rebuilt, many things destroyed in the war can never be restored.

"Remember what I told you last time? I did see the firecrackers, and then most of them were attacked, and then Concubine Jia appeared suddenly. Isn't this as evidence?"

As Marco spoke, he swayed around the board with a chess piece, and finally jumped over the horse with the officer.

Zhen Jin was sitting opposite him, he had been seen by the imperial doctor that day, luckily it was just a small injury caused by fire and smoke, it was not serious, this day he had applied medicine and changed his clothes, he was sitting and playing chess, when he heard the sound he raised his head Come.

"You mean Ahmed?"

The Latin nodded.The prince did not answer immediately, but pondered for a while with a solemn face, then ate the Latin dog with a camel, and said after a long time:

"My father trusts him, and he will not arbitrarily convict him just because of a little speculation."

The Latin man was also silent, watching Zhen Jin dragging his dog down, the prince raised his head, seeing his face, he couldn't help but burst out laughing.

"Don't look like you're bitter and bitter, it's just playing chess."

"No, I like my dog."

At this moment, the door was gently opened, and the two looked out the door together, only to see a woman coming in.The woman obviously didn't expect someone to visit and couldn't help but hesitate for a moment, but the prince said lightly:

"Come in, Sanga."

Seeing the situation, Marco asked to leave.

The woman walked in timidly and handed a letter in front of his eyes.

"Mother just sent someone to deliver it."

Zhen Jin took the letter and examined it from beginning to end, suddenly an angry look appeared on his face.

It was dusk when Zhenjin came to the Buddhist hall.

Tibetan Buddhism, also known as Lamaism, belongs to Northern Buddhism. It is also known as the three major systems of Buddhism together with Han Buddhism and Southern Buddhism. They belong to Mahayana Buddhism. It is very different from Mahayana Buddhism. It is widely spread in Tibet, Mongolia, Himachal Pradesh and Dharamshala, and is believed by Yugu, Mongolia and Tujia.

The room is very dark, surrounded by faint Sanskrit sounds.He walked through the hall full of thick prayer flags, and he didn't see Queen Chabi until he reached the innermost room.

In the Buddhist hall, red candles were burning dimly, a bouquet of Canaan incense curled up into smoke, and huge Buddha statues were surrounded. The altar was filled with velvet flowers and silk flowers, coral trees, jade ruyi, and whole ivory.The empress was surrounded by praying lamas, and when they saw the arrival of the prince, they all retreated.

Zhen Jin watched them pass by one by one, then turned his head to look forward, and asked suddenly:

"Is there anything you don't like about Sanga?"

The queen didn't answer, she looked at Sakyamuni sitting on the lotus platform in front of her, clasped her hands together, closed her eyes and said:

"Why do you ask this all of a sudden?"

"Why did you suddenly want to canonize that woman as the concubine instead of Sangjia?"

"'That woman' is also your wife."

The queen corrected him.

"But she wasn't chaste before you stuffed her into me."

There was deep anger in his voice.

"As the prince of a country, why should he be insulted like this?"

"I know."

The queen interrupted him.

"Then why do you still..."

Zhen Jin was about to continue asking questions, when he suddenly thought of something, he showed a clear expression, and there was a moment of banter on his face.

"Because of blood, is it?"

"Do not."

Chabi turned around and looked at the person in front of him, his face was as calm as ever.

"She suffered and she deserved it."

"The master has sent a message, and soon I will follow the instructions to hold a child-seeking meeting for her, and your father will also appear at that time."

As the evening approached, it began to rain suddenly.

The dust and smoke were swaying, and the entire city was looming in the continuous drizzle.

Ma Ke walked hurriedly in Khan's palace, passed through countless palaces, raised his head inadvertently, and suddenly froze.

He passed here again.

He looked at the woman in plain clothes and tied her hair in the rain, and saw her braiding her head with her head down. Suddenly, he finally knew that something had been engraved in his heart and could not be completely erased.

The woman was sitting by the window combing her hair, she glanced out of the window inadvertently, and slowly lowered her hands.He looked up at her, and she also looked at him on the high platform, looking at each other without saying a word, and how many words of lovesickness she frowned, which will be remembered as a lifetime concern from now on.

One is a humble foreigner, but the other is married to another woman.

Such a short distance seems to be so close again.

The red mansion looks cold across the rain, and the beaded foil floating lantern returns alone.

In my memory, the woman's smile, the stubborn but lovely eyebrows, and the cheeks that are gradually flushing from the bow of the head overlap repeatedly in front of my eyes, forming a most sad song. The soul wanders, and finally disappears.

tbc

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