I Was a Prince in the Northern Song Dynasty

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The woman also sensed that something was wrong, so she pulled out three willow leaf darts from her waist and held them between her fingers. The atmosphere became deadlocked. The two groups looked at each other, but no one made the first move. When Zhao Kai looked at it, a harmless smile appeared on his face, and he pointed to the sack under his butt, "What's wrong? No more robbing wealth? Isn't it robbing sex? No, even if it is robbing sex, it should be us, isn't it, beauty." As soon as Zhao Kai said these words, the guards laughed again. Da Chong and Zhao Zhi also looked at the woman, and they didn't know whether they nodded intentionally or not. The black bear clenched the nine-ring knife fiercely, and the veins on his arms popped out. It was obvious that he was a little angry. The minions were all angry, gnashing their teeth and waving their weapons, waiting for the woman's order to fight them to the death. The woman raised her head slightly and slowly said two words: "Do it." After giving the order, Black Bear took the lead and rushed straight towards Zhao Kai. The minions followed closely behind and rushed out. Just when the gangsters rushed to the front of the motorcade, Zhao Kai suddenly shouted, "Do it." Swords were thrust out of the sacks that originally contained the 'goods', and people wearing black uniforms rushed out one by one. There were more than a hundred people. So many people suddenly rushed out, which frightened the minions. The government officials and guards looked at the minions like lambs waiting to be slaughtered, and rushed out like wolves entering the flock. A fierce fight began. Black Bear looked at the government officials rushing out of the sacks, his eyes widened, and he glared at Zhao Kai angrily. "Capture the thief first. Capture the king first." The black bear wielded the nine-ring knife, took a few strides to tear open the surrounding circle of guards, came to Zhao Kai, roared, and slashed at Zhao Kai from top to bottom with the nine-ring knife.

Zhao Kai sat next to the old monk. The young monk Huikong put down the wooden fish and did not leave in a hurry. He stood quietly behind the two of them. The old monk slowly said, "If the poor monk starts from a seed; a seed asks himself, what am I? I am a seed. The seed begins to sprout and becomes a seedling. The seed seems to understand, it turns out that I am a seedling. The seedling continues to grow into a small tree. It seems that I thought wrong again. It turns out that I am a tree, but the matter is not over yet. Branches and leaves appear one after another. In spring, flowers bloom, and the flowers wither and bear fruit. Where did the seeds go? Am I a seed, a seedling, a leaf, a flower or a fruit? To the birds, you are the seeds, to the bees, you are the flowers, and to the monkeys, you are the fruits. However, while they are all good, they are not complete. From seed growth to fruit, there are different stages of seed growth. Each stage is the "original face of the seed." This original face is the Buddha nature. The original face of the seed cannot be seen. It is a "possibility hidden in necessity", which is invisible and formless but always exists. " Zhao Kai was confused when he heard this and asked, "Does the abbot think he can become a Buddha?" The abbot looked at the sky, where the random and strange clouds were floating. "If the donor feels that the poor monk is a Buddha, then the poor monk is the Buddha. If the donor feels that the poor monk is not a Buddha, then the poor monk is not a Buddha." "Why?" "If the mind is at peace, lotuses will grow step by step. The mind will be pure and everything will be bright, the mind will be turbid and everything will be dark; the mind will be infatuated and everything will be confused, and the mind will realize all Zen." The old monk clasped his hands together and said the name Amitabha. "If your heart is at peace, lotus flowers will grow at every step. If your heart is clear, everything will be bright, if your heart is turbid, everything will be dark; if your heart is obsessed, everything will be confused, and your heart will realize all Zen." Zhao Kai repeated the old monk's words in a low voice, felt something, and then asked, "Abbott, if someone does a bad thing, but she doesn't look like a bad person, what should we do?" The old monk did not answer immediately. He just bit his finger and wrote the word "I" on the ground with the blood on his fingertip, but the word was written backwards, just like the words on a seal were reversed. The old monk pointed to the word 'I' and asked, "Donor, what is this?" Zhao Kai replied without thinking, "This is the same character, it's just that the abbot is written backwards." "What word is it?" "A word 'I'!" The old monk asked: "Is the character 'I' written backward still considered a character?" "It doesn't count." Zhao Kai said. "Since it doesn't count, why did you say it is an 'I' character?" "Forget it." Zhao Kai changed his words. "Since it's a word, why do you say it's backwards?" Zhao Kai was stunned and didn't know how to answer. The old monk smiled lightly and said, "It's a word when it's written upright, and it's a word when it's written backwards. You say it's the word 'I' and you recognize it's written backwards. The main reason is that you really know the word 'I' in your heart. On the contrary, if you are illiterate, even if I write it backwards, you can't tell the difference. I'm afraid when someone tells you that it's the word 'I', and you encounter the word 'I' written backwards, you'll say it's written backwards!"

A spark suddenly flew from the long knife that was slashing at him. The long knife deflected and cut Zhao Kai's collar. A steel needle fell to the ground. Before Zhao Kai could figure out what was going on, three white horses appeared at the end of the official road. Besides Chu Ran and Qingniao, who else could the three Feiyu people be? Chu Ran pulled out the Shangxie hanging on the saddle and jumped up from the horse. The blade of the sword flashed black in the sun. Chu Ran, like a divine soldier descending from the sky, rushed into the circle of masked men with murderous intent and his eyes were nothing but ice-cold. Chu Ran and Zhao Kai passed by each other, and just looking at the cold Chu Ran, Zhao Kai felt an indescribable fear. Chu Ran raised the knife and lowered it. A red line appeared on the neck of the masked man who just wanted to chop off Zhao Kai's head. The next second, blood spurted out and he fell down. When Chu Ran's knife fell, a masked man behind Chu Ran wanted to make a sneak attack. Just as Zhao Kai was about to speak to remind Chu Ran, he saw a bloody hole appear on the head of the masked man, and he fell backwards. Chu Ran no longer tried to defend himself. He slashed with the long knife and cut off the four legs of a horse. The moment the masked man on the horse fell off, he wiped his neck. He struck decisively and fiercely, like a god of death. The leader's face twitched slightly under the black scarf, and he got on his horse without hesitation, turning the horse's head and getting ready to run. The blue bird on the other horse saw that the leader was about to run, and a steel needle appeared in his hand, which cut through the air and came out. The steel needle sank into the buttocks of the horse that the leader was sitting on. The horse went crazy from the pain. The leader jumped up, stepped on the horse's back, and used his strength to jump off the horse. At the same time as the leader dismounted, Feiyu had already rode up behind the leader, pulled out the two daggers on both sides, jumped off the horse, and blocked the leader's way. The short sword is about ten inches long, with a straight blade. The blade is not like the blade of an ordinary knife, and is covered with tiny barbs. The leader smiled disdainfully when he saw that Feiyu was a boy of sixteen or seventeen years old. "A child holding two short knives for peeling fruit also wanted to stop me." The leader held the back of the knife in his hand and made a posture. Feiyu made a face at the leader and said with a smile, "I'll see if I can stop you. I'd like to remind you kindly, don't underestimate me, otherwise you will suffer." After Feiyu said that, he took the lead and took action. The short knife spun in his hand and attacked the leader. The leader shouted angrily, raised his long knife, and deflected Feiyu's short knife. Feiyu changed his moves and lowered his body, attacking the leader's legs with another short knife. On the other side, Chu Ran had killed all the masked men, and blood dripped down the tip of Shang Xie's knife to the ground. "King Yun, are you injured?" Chu Ran came to Zhao Kai with blood stains on his body. The coldness in his eyes disappeared and was replaced by concern. Zhao Kai felt warm in his heart and tidied up Chu Ran's messy short hair. Chu Ran did not stop Zhao Kai. The woman stood not far away, covering the wound on her left arm. This wound was accidentally injured because she was distracted by worrying about Zhao Kai. After looking at Zhao Kai and then at Chu Ran, the woman chose to quietly get on a horse and ride away.

On the hillside not far away, Feiyu was sitting there cross-legged, and Blue Bird was lying on the sheepskin blanket, resting on Feiyu's legs, looking at the stars in the sky comfortably. The blue bird looks at the stars, and the flying fish looks at the blue bird, forming a picture full of artistic conception. "What do you think the blue bird and the flying fish symbolize? Why did the director give us such a name?" Feiyu's question was very disruptive to the artistic conception. Qingniao raised his chin impatiently and glanced at Feiyu, "You have been asking me this question for ten years. If you are really curious, you can ask the director yourself." "Director." When he thought of the director, Feiyu seemed to think of something, and shook his head violently, "Forget it, I finally don't have to stay with the director every day, so I don't want to get into trouble." "Then don't bother me looking at the stars." The blue bird ignored Feiyu and continued to look at the stars. Feiyu pursed his lips unhappily and looked at the stars. In the clear night sky, the gorgeous Milky Way stretches across the starry sky like a chasm, cruelly blocking Altair and Vega. "Feiyu, why do you think the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl are separated when they love each other? They can only see each other once a year." Qingniao pointed at the gorgeous Milky Way and asked emotionally. Feiyu looked at the Milky Way and said calmly, "Some people didn't want them to be together, so they were separated. They can only meet at Magpie Bridge every year during the Qiqiao Festival." "Why do two people love each other but have to live apart?" "This is fate, an irresistible fate." "Then what if someone wants to stop us two from being together?" "No." Feiyu's eyes flashed sharply, and Qingniao smiled slightly. Qingniao knew that Feiyu would not let such a thing happen no matter what, but Qingniao just wanted to hear Feiyu tell him in person. "Feiyu, do you think King Yun and Sister Chu Ran will be like the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl, who fall in love but are separated by the world and cannot be together." As Qingniao spoke, a little worry appeared in his eyebrows. "I don't know, maybe." Feiyu frowned slightly and added, "Prince Yun is the prince that the Holy One loves, and his future concubine will definitely be a high-ranking noble. Sister Chu Ran's background is not good, and she is from the Imperial City Department. The Holy One will not allow them to be together." This is the confinement of thoughts. The idea of ​​family status is deeply rooted, regardless of the huge gap in status. What's more, Chu Ran also has another identity, the imperial weapon of the Imperial City Division. The Imperial City Department was a special organization in the Song Dynasty. It kept many files involving the Song Dynasty's private affairs. If someone with malicious intentions learned about it, it would be enough to threaten many officials in the Song Dynasty. Therefore, people from the Imperial City Department were not allowed to have close contact with people in the court, even if Chu Ran had been removed from the Imperial City Department. There seemed to be a dark cloud floating on the blue bird's face, with a gloomy look and a pout. "Sister Chu Ran is so pitiful. The first person she fell in love with died in battle, but the second person may not have any results." "If King Yun really likes Sister Chu Ran, he will definitely find a way to solve these so-called problems." Feiyu pinched Qingniao's nose and said with a doting look on his face.

Chu Ran was sitting on the porch outside the study, holding Shangxie in his arms, blowing the cool evening breeze. In Tokyo in October, the temperature has begun to drop, and it will probably snow in a while. Zhao Kai came out of the study and saw Chu Ran sitting there. He took off his robe and put it on Chu Ran. "What are you thinking about? You are so absorbed in your thoughts." Chu Ran came back to his senses, looked at Zhao Kai standing behind him, smiled lightly, did not refuse Zhao Kai's kindness, and tightened the cloak Zhao Kai put on him. "Tomorrow, can King Yun spend a day with Chu Ran?" Chu Ran looked at Zhao Kai with some expectation in his eyes. Zhao Kai agreed without thinking about it, "A beautiful lady has an appointment, how dare you refuse to agree? Let alone tomorrow, it will be ten days, a hundred days, ten years, or a hundred years. There will be no problem." After receiving Zhao Kai's answer, Chu Ran smiled sweetly, stood up slowly, and put the clothes back on Zhao Kai's body. "Chu Ran has been practicing martial arts since he was a child. Such a little bit of wind and cold is no problem for Chu Ran, but King Yun needs to pay more attention to his health." Chu Ran's words were full of tenderness, making Zhao Kai's long-closed heart quietly open again, just for Chu Ran alone. Zhu Xiaobei stood at the window of the study room, leaning on the door frame, looking at Zhao Kai and Chu Ran, who were chatting with each other, and snickered and said, "It looks like we are going to prepare a big gift. These two people, one is sullen and the other is indifferent. I don't know how they got together. I can have a touching relationship anytime, hey." Zhu Xiaobei sighed, vividly showing the sadness of being single. In Prince Yun's Mansion, Little Douya sat in the room, dressing up in front of the bronze mirror, like a little daughter-in-law who had not seen her husband for a long time, waiting for Zhao Kai to come and take a rest. Ziyi was sitting on the chosen swing, looking as haggard as Lin Daiyu in the book. I felt pity for her when I saw her. The evening wind blew through Zi Yi's clothes, and a fallen leaf fell into Zi Yi's hand, showing sadness and loneliness. "You, a fallen leaf, can return to its roots, but why can't I, a fallen leaf, return to its roots?" The evening wind blew the fallen leaves into the distance. Ziyi felt cold and sneezed. No one cared about her and she silently returned to her room.

In a waterside pavilion on the outskirts of Tokyo, Zhao Kai was sitting on a bamboo chair, drinking tea that was a little cold after the night. From the kitchen next to the attic of Shuixie, the sound of cooking came from the kitchen, and a faint fragrance floated into Zhao Kai's nose. ​In the kitchen. Chu Ran rolled up her sleeves and held a spatula in her hand. Various vegetables were rolling colorfully in the pot. "Add salt, yes, Feiyu said to add salt." Chu Ran picked up the salt box and didn't know how much to add, so he simply poured a lot into it. "It's not as difficult to cook as Feiyu said." Chu Ran vigorously stir-fried the so-called vegetables in the pot, and some of them were stir-fried on the stove. Chu Ran followed the principle of not wasting and put them into the pot again. At this time, Zhao Kai, who was looking around in the waterside pavilion and waiting for the meal, did not realize that his breakfast would become a difficulty for him today. Putting the colorful dishes on the plate, Chu Ran nodded with satisfaction and walked out of the kitchen after looking at the attractive dishes. "Is it done? I can smell the fragrance from afar." Zhao Kai took a deep breath when he saw Chu Ran coming in with a plate, looking a little impatient. Zhao Kai originally thought that Chu Ran would be a kitchen killer like those heroines in TV series, but smelling the faint fragrance, he seemed to be overthinking it. Maybe Chu Ran could cook. In this era of three obediences and four virtues, women should be more or less able to cook. "Try it and see. This is Ran'er's first time cooking for others. I don't know if it's good or not." Chu Ran placed the dish in front of Zhao Kai, with chopsticks placed neatly on the plate. The moment he saw the dishes, Zhao Kai's thoughts were shaken. He reluctantly defined the plate of colorful things in front of him as dishes. Zhao Kai turned over it with chopsticks and found a lot of unmelted salt grains. The corners of his mouth twitched involuntarily, and he became even more shaken. "Do you want to eat?" "Eat?" "Don't eat?" The balance in Zhao Kai's heart kept shifting. Faced with reason and emotion, it finally tilted towards emotion.

Faced with Zhao Kai's sudden questions, Chu Ran was not surprised or hesitant at all. As if he had expected Zhao Kai to ask these questions, he calmly answered, "Ran'er has never experienced love and being loved, nor does he know how to love and be loved. Little does he know that he has fallen in love with King Yun before he knew it." Chu Ran said, paused, looked at Zhao Kai, eyes full of eyes, and then said, "The night King Yun gave Ran'er the jade bracelet, Ran'er originally thought that she might have fallen in love with King Yun, and wanted to explain her feelings to King Yun the next day, but the next day she found King Yun coming out of Xiaodouya's room, and the little love in her heart was gone, so the jade bracelet was broken." "Once King Yun and King Xin did not return home all night, Chu Ran was worried for the first time. He stood in the front yard of the palace and waited for King Yun to have a bowl. When he saw King Yun return safely, he felt relieved." "Later, King Yun stayed in the study room where Ran'er temporarily lived. Ran'er somehow told King Yun about the past that he had never told anyone before, and silently allowed King Yun to sleep in his room. That day, the little bean sprout came to look for King Yun, but Ran'er felt selfish for the first time and did not wake up King Yun." "When someone from the palace brought the Shangxie that King Yun asked Ran'er to build for Ran'er, she thought that King Yun had been away from home for more than half a month, and Ran'er missed King Yun even more." "Hearing that King Yun was missing in the south of the Yangtze River, Ran'er felt overwhelmed again. He finally calmed down, so he took Shangxie's blue bird and flying fish and went to Jiangnan to find King Yun. Thanks to the blue bird and flying fish, Ran'er was able to find King Yun." "Of course I don't know when I fell in love with Prince Yun. I might have gone to deliver cakes to Prince Yun on the order of Emperor Ji. When I saw the tone-deaf man, he might have gone to the palace and stayed with me and Emperor Ji every day when he had nothing to do." Speaking of this, Zhao Kai felt quite embarrassed. He also felt quite annoying when he thought about how he would rely on Chu Ran and Rou Fu whenever he had time at that time. "It could also be that he fell from the roof that night, when he discovered the lover who asked for confession when Prince Yun secretly hid Ran'er's portrait. It could also be the Mid-Autumn Festival, when the fool in the palace became angry and became a beauty. It could also be the time in the study room of Prince Yun's Mansion when the listener listened to me telling about the past. It could also be..." Chu Ran didn't say any more, because Chu Ran realized at this moment that she had fallen in love with King Yun every moment, every minute, and every second.