Tang's dining table

After two days of repairs in Ganzhou, Yunchu was ready to set off. However, Ding Dayou could not leave. Ganzhou was a big city on Longyou Road. Among the additional soldiers in Zhechong Mansion in Shangzhou were people from Ganzhou, so he We will stay here for a few days to deliver some goods so that the soldiers can receive the money they deserve.

Yun Chu didn't want to wait. With Old Monkey's team of Hu merchants here, he was ready to leave for Chang'an immediately.

The four schools would start after New Year's Day every year, and it was almost September now. He still had to travel 2,500 miles to reach Chang'an. By the time he arrived in Chang'an, it would basically be October.

He also had to settle down and deal with the problems left by Fang Zheng, He Yuanshan, Liu Xiong and the other five Zhanggu, so time was very tight.

Just when the camel team was about to leave the city, an accident happened.

A large group of soldiers and criminals were guarding the door, checking the passers-by one by one. It was said that they were chasing the perpetrators of the Matisi Temple massacre.

The Matisi Temple massacre happened half a year ago. Is it too late to pursue the criminals at this time?

Because he was wearing a green shirt, Yun Chu went up and asked a few questions. Both the soldiers and the bad guys were very polite to Yun Chu. After a few words of conversation, Yun Chu came back with a look of astonishment on his face.

Looking into the eyes of the old monkey, he said: "Just yesterday evening, twenty-one new monks who came to the Mati Temple were killed again. I heard that the monks' blood was drained and poured on the stone Buddha, causing The stone Buddha began to bleed and cry."

The old monkey also imitated Yunchu, put a piece of licorice in his mouth and whispered: "There are still thirty-six missing."

Yun Chu looked at the old monkey for a long time, then turned around, took Naha off the camel's back, and dragged her with his hands to prevent her from running around.

The bad guy stared at everyone who left the city, and pinched passers-by from time to time.

One of the people couldn't help but scream after being pinched. A group of bad guys pushed that person to the ground, tore off his clothes in twos and twos, and found an abscess the size of a copper coin on his back. He let go and kicked the passers-by away.

Yun Chu looked back at the old monkey and found that he had a relaxed expression and was talking nonsense to the barbarians around him. He seemed to be very confident.

The benefits of being an official were finally reflected in this search. No one came forward to search Yun Chu and Naha. Even Yun Chu's camels, horses and goods were not searched. Not only did they not search, they also helped Yun Chu. At the beginning, I organized the camel team and tied the ropes connecting the camels one by one, which was very considerate.

The old monkey was thin and small, and did not look like a person who could kill, so he was not searched. As for the other barbarians, they were thoroughly searched. As a result, when they left Ganzhou, they had already It's three poles in the sun.

Yunchu originally thought that he would be safe once he entered the hinterland of the Tang Dynasty. In order to keep a low profile, he even put away his spear and bow and arrows.

After listening to the old monkey's words, he still prepared all the spears, short spears, bows and arrows, and Tang knives. He stopped riding the relatively comfortable camel and rode a bay-red horse instead.

The Hexi Corridor at the end of August is the most beautiful day of the year. Not to mention the sky is high and the clouds are high, the climate is just lukewarm, which makes people always have a desire to die in Hexi.

Of course, the Hexi mentioned here is not the Hexi that existed more than 1,300 years later. At this time, the Qilian Mountains are lush and green, the snow-capped mountains are covered with snow, and the glaciers are mixed in the valleys. It is not an exaggeration to call it a blessed land.

The camels walked with their heads held high, their bells jingling, and some of the foreigners on their backs sang loudly, while others played the simple huqin.

They look optimistic and strong, and their eyes are full of hope.

The buckwheat on the hillside has matured, and the black grains are hidden among the yellowing branches and leaves, waiting for people to harvest.

"This is where people live."

Because the wind blowing in front of him was very gentle, it reminded the old monkey of the strong sandstorms in the Western Regions.

"I heard that Guanzhong is more prosperous, and I also heard that the fertile fields there are thousands of miles away and have been cultivated for thousands of years, raising generations of Tang people.

Yunchu, you said, with such a good place, no wonder the people of Tang Dynasty wanted to protect her to the death.

If I also belonged here and looked like you, I would be willing to protect this god-given land with my life.

The people of the Tang Dynasty were so lucky, and you are so lucky. No wonder Xuanzang was worshiped by countless people in Tianzhu, but he still traveled thousands of miles and worked tirelessly to return to the Tang Dynasty.

At the beginning of Yunchu, you didn't understand that in Tianzhu, a Tripitaka master who was familiar with the Sutra, Vinaya, and Commentaries had broken away from the human realm. He was the true God and the true Buddha in the world.

People will spread flowers on the ground to welcome him, and they will kiss the land he walks on. People will think that every sound he makes is a Buddhist message, and people will interpret every behavior and even every movement he makes.

Every word he said will be recorded on the bay leaves. Even if he is as powerful as King Harsha, he will lower his head when he sees Xuanzang and personally dedicate his crown to him.

Yunchu, if Chang'an is not good, I will be very disappointed. "

"I still haven't figured it out yet, why did you kill those monks? What I criticize most is not that you killed the monks, but that you didn't kill them all, and escaped with thirty-six of them."

The old monkey smiled bitterly and said: "I am short of manpower in the Tang Dynasty's territory. There is nothing we can do about it. When we arrive in Guzang, we have to kill some monks at Gantong Temple. Can you help me?"

Yun Chu said coldly: "You talked about murdering a Tang monk in front of a Tang official, don't you think it's too much?"

The old monkey curled his lips and said, "Do you know why Xuanzang asked the government for help before entering Yumen Pass?"

Yun Chu shook his head and said, "How would I know."

The old monkey said sadly: "Because my ability is not enough to protect Xuanzang when he reaches Chang'an, there are too many people who want to kill him."

"It was just a monk who asked for some scriptures. Why did they kill Xuanzang?"

"The previous Buddhist scriptures are very different from the Buddhist scriptures brought back by Xuanzang, and the differences are so great that they can overturn the previous grand theory.

Xuanzang was giving lectures at Landuo Temple. Everything was completely silent. Even the birds and beasts were listening. The lotus flowers in the lotus pond bloomed by themselves, and the golden fish jumped onto the lotus platform..."

When Yun Chu saw the old monkey, he seemed to be immersed in his own imagination. Anyway, Xuanzang's lecture would be very exciting. There is no doubt about it. The problem is that the peacock opened his tail, the lotus blossomed, and the goldfish jumped. Yunchu didn't believe in going to the lotus platform.

Therefore, as an official in the Tang Dynasty who has no specific job, he can watch the old monkey kill people, but he will never help the old monkey kill people.

No matter what those monks did that the old monkey must kill, but I am compassionate, killing is always wrong.

Something doesn't seem right these days. It seems that everyone will consider killing as a necessary option to solve troubles.

If the problem cannot be solved, solve the person who raised the problem. This should be a basic operation in Datang.

This is indeed not very civilized. Yun Chu thinks that it needs to be improved to lay a solid foundation for him to avoid being physically wiped out by others after making mistakes in the future, and looks forward to making a comeback.

When it comes down to it, the essence of the struggle is that the east wind overwhelms the west wind, or the west wind overpowers the east wind. There is no middle way.

Yun Chu wondered whether the thirty-six monks who escaped knew that the old monkey was their enemy.

I asked the old monkey, but he was squatting on the camel and chewing licorice. He seemed to be too distracted by his thoughts to talk to Yun Chu.

The terrain of Guzang City is high, so there is not as much water as Ganzhou. In addition, it is blocked by Wushaoling Mountains, so the humid wind cannot blow through. It does not seem to have as much green as Ganzhou.

Fortunately, there is a river called Shiyang River flowing through here, adding a touch of bright color to the dry and yellow land.

Guzang City looks majestic, mainly because of its tall city wall. Looking beyond the city wall, you can also see the familiar bell and drum towers.

The city defense here is stronger than that in Ganzhou, mainly because Tibetans often come down from high places to rob Wushaoling.

Yunchu was worried about his two thousand taels of gold and wanted to enter the city quickly. However, the old monkey was unwilling and insisted on setting up camp outside Guzang City.

In fact, it is understandable that the old monkey is the mastermind and murderer of the recent murders at the Horse Ti Temple in Ganzhou. Of course, he is unwilling to enter a heavily guarded city. Once someone sees through it, he will be unable to fly.

Yun Chu thought about it again and again, and finally felt that his friendship with the old monkey was more important, so he took Naha to stand firmly with the old monkey and camped outside the city together.

A golden eagle hovered overhead. The old monkey raised his leather-covered arm. The golden eagle folded its wings and landed gracefully on the old monkey's arm.

Naha wanted the golden eagle, but the old monkey refused to give it to her. He took out a bamboo tube from the golden eagle's leg, poured a piece of paper out of the bamboo tube, read it, and fed the golden eagle some fresh meat. .

When the golden eagle finishes eating its meat, it flaps its wings and flies high again, instantly becoming one with nature.

However, when the old monkey saw Yunchu pitching his tent near the city gate, the soldiers did not drive him away and had no choice but to sigh deeply.

Yun Chu's behavior made it clear that he was unwilling to get involved in killing the monk.

There were not many edible vegetables for the people of the Tang Dynasty, and the okra that the people of the Tang Dynasty liked to eat was exactly the kind of thing that Yunchu hated to eat the most. It was slimy and tasteless, and it was stringy when you took a bite. Like snot.

The radish is okay, refreshing and refreshing, and the spicy and refreshing bite is very good.

Unfortunately, in Ganzhou, Yunchu had seen the tragic fate of radish in the hands of Tang cooks.

They first chopped the radish, which Yunchu supported, but then he couldn't accept it because the Tang cook actually put the delicious radish pieces into the pestle and mashed them into pieces.

If you squeeze out the water from the pounded radish puree at this time, then add minced meat and seasonings, Yun Chu feels that the resulting radish dumplings or radish pancakes are also delicacies.

It's a pity that it's here. They poured the radish puree, soup and water into half a bowl of sauce that was dark and smelled of fermentation...

Yun Chu treated the radish much more tenderly. He cut it into random pieces, sprinkled it with fine salt and marinated it to get out the moisture in the radish, then added a little vinegar, put the onions and garlic, and finally used the radish he brought with him. Heat the sesame oil and pour it on, and you will hear a squeaking sound. Naha can eat a plate of such radish by herself.

The old monkey can eat two plates!

As for the soup cakes made by Yunchu using mutton and radish leaves, the old monkey can eat a bowl.

For tonight's soup cake, Yun Chu tore up the noodles and threw them into the pot to cook. Then he poured the fried onions, radishes, and mutton into the pot, and finally sprinkled with finely chopped radish leaves and green onions. Made.

It can be said that it is full of color and fragrance.

After the old monkey ate two bowls, he sadly told Yunchu that it was not appropriate to eat a full meal tonight because there might be a fight.