As the sky gradually darkened, the rain in Ziqi Prefecture had long stopped, and the sunset glowed half the sky red.
The air was filled with the moist and refreshing fragrance of flowers, and the endless lavender seemed to become even more beautiful after the rainstorm.
Unfortunately, the ground was very muddy, so Fu Xiaoguan did not use the wheelchair to push Jia Nanxing out.
Jia Nanxing sat at the door, his face flushed by the sunset. He looked at the beautiful scenery after the rain and suddenly laughed.
He pointed to the sky above and said, "Your Majesty, look, a rainbow!"
Fu Xiaoguan raised his head and saw, as expected, a bright rainbow across the sky, which was very beautiful.
"There's always a rainbow after the storm...Tomorrow we'll set off for the Green Flag State to meet an old friend."
"good!"
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In Green Flag State, Peng Yuyan is meeting an old friend, a monk named Kuchan.
"The White Horse Monastery was not demolished by your majesty's order, and the Nalanda Monastery still exists. It's just that the monks there have been replaced... What's the point of you going back?"
Ku Chan held the rosary in his hand and slowly fiddled with it. "I was raised by my master. He has now gone to the Western Paradise. As his disciple... I must go back and recite a scripture for him."
"...Alright," Peng Yuyan pondered for a moment and looked at Ku Chan, "Do you hate him?"
Of course, he was referring to Fu Xiaoguan.
It is no longer a secret that the leader of the Buddhist sect, Fan Wuxiang, died at the hands of Fu Xiaoguan in the border town, and Ku Chan also knew the news a long time ago.
He hadn't decided to leave until now because he had been thinking about this problem for the past year -
Should I hate him?
He still remembered that at Jinghu Villa in Guanyun City, he enlightened himself with a poem of Bodhi Gatha and embarked on the path of martial arts. Now, Ku Chan has one foot on the threshold of the holy level.
His martial arts and understanding of Buddhism were enlightened by Fu Xiaoguan.
But my master adopted me, brought me up, and passed on to me the Prajna Zen staff, which represents the highest status in Buddhism. He is the most important person in my life.
The master wanted to kill Fu Xiaoguan, but died at Fu Xiaoguan's hands.
On one side is the teacher who taught me, and on the other side is the friend who enlightened me. Should this revenge be taken or not?
Kuchan smiled calmly, "I've been wondering what Buddha is lately."
"Master worshipped Buddha his entire life, but in the end he broke the precept of not killing and died at his hands. This was his fate."
"He never worshipped Buddha, but he was extremely well versed in the Buddha's teachings. Buddha said that all good things exist in heaven and earth. Even if you take a small step, you won't hurt an ant. But if you take a big step, you will care for all living beings in the world."
"He follows the Great Dao. He was born for the Great Dao. In the former Yu Dynasty, he saved all living beings. In today's Great Xia, he is even more calculating for the people of the world. So, Master, you practice the subtleties but lose to the Great Dao. This is Master's fate. So, I understand. I don't hate him."
Peng Yuyan poured a cup of tea for Ku Chan and looked up at the young monk. The monk had a solemn appearance and already had the bearing of a master.
"It's great that you think this way. I don't understand Buddhism, but I do know one thing: this is the general trend!"
"There used to be a saying that if Fu Xiaoguan hadn't been born, the world would have been dark forever... But now that I think about it, if Fu Xiaoguan hadn't existed, the world would probably still be the same as it was before."
"In this land, five nations coexist, occasionally engaging in war. The lives of the people fluctuate between peace and war, and they can never find peace."
"There are indeed people on the other side of the sea, different people. They've already been here. If it weren't for the giant ships and cannons invented by Fu Xiaoguan, if it weren't for the navy he built... I don't know how much damage they would cause when they landed, but at least on the sea, none of our countries can match them."
"His appearance was accidental, but the path he took is now inevitable. So when my husband died at the hands of his army, I didn't hate him. I even sent my two sons to his army. It wasn't for revenge, but for the long-term peace and stability of this continent."
Peng Yuyan stood up and looked at the bright sunshine outside the door and the green grassland under the sunshine. It was midsummer now, and the grass on the Cangxi Plain should be as green as here.
Those wild flowers should be blooming like crazy.
His grave is on the small hillside above the Cangxi Plain. You can see the entire southern border army camp. I think he liked that location.
It's been a year, and the grass and flowers on the grave should be blooming.
What she is worried about now are her two sons. If you are still in heaven... please bless her two sons to be safe.
If they return safely, when they have free time, I will take them to Cangxi Plain to toast you a glass of wine and light a stick of incense.
Yu Chunqiu died for his country, and what he died for was his loyalty to the Yu Dynasty.
Peng Yuyan has no intention of revenge, she cares about the justice of the world.
There is no right or wrong, just choices.
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Su Changsheng finally chose to march north.
An army of 450,000 marched towards the Liao Dynasty capital, Dading City.
He Sandao chose to resist without hesitation. He had integrated the Second Prince's 200,000 Sufang Guards and more than 100,000 city guards.
He did not leave a single soldier to guard the inner city; he sent all his soldiers to the outer city.
The city walls were densely packed with defenders. His 20,000 Marines were divided into four parts, led by four division commanders, guarding the four city gates.
This is the biggest challenge He Sandao has faced since joining the army.
"Are you scared?" Tang Qianjun asked.
"I'm not afraid of shit! If I die in battle, I'll be a hero again in eighteen years!"
Tang Qianjun laughed, "If you could really be reincarnated...what kind of family would you like to be born into in your next life?"
He Sandao replied without hesitation: "Of course it's the landlord's house!"
"I want to, too. I don't want to be born in a family of pillars."
He Sandao looked at Tang Qianjun in surprise, "Why?"
"...No reason, just think of it as me wanting a change of scenery."
In the end, Tang Qianjun never talked about the oppression of being born into a wealthy family. His whole life was planned by his grandfather. From birth to now, and into the future, it seemed difficult to change.
He must grow up and shoulder the heavy responsibility of supporting the Zhuguo Mansion.
He studied very hard and practiced martial arts very hard, and now he has reached a first-class level and successfully become the chief of staff of the Marine Corps.
According to his grandfather's plan, if he continues on this path, he should become another military god.
However, many outstanding generals have emerged in this era, such as Marshal Bai Yulian, the unreasonable He Sandao in front of him, and so on.
It can be said that any military commander of Daxia is outstanding and is someone he cannot surpass.
He felt that this chief of staff was already very good, but his grandfather seemed not satisfied with this at all. Therefore, his target would be Meng Yilian, the granddaughter of Meng Changping, the prime minister of Daxia.
"Your Majesty's ideal is to become a small landlord. Look, what does this prove? It proves that small landlords have a promising future!"
Tang Qianjun grinned. Your Majesty, are you seeking a bright future?
Your Majesty seeks freedom and ease!
I want to too!
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