Faithful to Buddha, Faithful to You

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Jaip and Roche lived at home for only three days and moved to Wangxin Temple. This is the temple of the royal family, just to the west of the royal palace, about a quarter of an hour walk from Guoshifu. Rosh had already made arrangements for me before leaving home: as a Chinese teacher, he continued to live in his house, and Rosh came to me to study after class every day.

As for going to the Central Plains Handi, the caravan had already stopped moving forward because of the winter and snow blocking the road. I have to go, I have to wait for the next spring. I was not in a hurry to leave. As soon as I arrived in Guizi, I hadn't started my inspection work. I only learned a half bottle of vinegar in Tuluolu language. Some people were willing to provide food and accommodation for me, and I was happy to accept this teaching position.

The head of the family, Kumaro Yan, is very kind and always polite to me, like an elegant university professor. If there are professors like him in our school, it is estimated that all the girls in the school will choose his class, and even the corridors can't sit down. I often can't help but think that if you let him teach Sanskrit, then Ji Lao will be able to learn Sanskrit without worrying. He was very at ease with me, never asked about my teaching method, and gave me another student after Roche praised me for teaching Youfang.

Thickly walked several times in the King City of Qizi-Yancheng. This ancient oasis has three state-owned cities, and the city defense is very strict. The royal palace in the center is magnificent and magnificent. The area of ​​the entire Yancheng is more than five or six times larger than the Wensu city I have visited. The Buddhist atmosphere in the city is strong, and large and small stupa temples can be seen everywhere.

The north of Qiuzi is based on the Tianshan Mountains, which is considered to be rich in water resources in the countries of the Western Regions, so the farming and animal husbandry are developed. The Tianshan Mountains are rich in gold, copper, iron, lead and tin, and minerals are supplied throughout the western region. In addition to being located at the crossroads of the Silk Road, commercial prosperity also brought prosperity of handicraft industry. The wealth of Guizi ranked first in the entire Western Region.

Daily silk pack horses are packed with official roads, and merchants from various countries gather in the market. Walking in the city of Qiuz, it is simply an exposition of ancient races: Yueshi, Wusun, Xiongnu, Gaoche, Turkic, Xianbei, Roran, Mongolia, Persia, Great Food, Tianzhu, and even Greco-Roman and other modern European races. Of course there are quite a few Han Chinese. Whenever I walked on the street, I was able to stop and stare at the pedestrians with different skin and color, until I was severely despised by the new student who was leading me, then I reluctantly continued to move.

Speaking of my new student, alas, at the moment, it is making my head very big.

A super cute and skinny little guy is holding my sketchbook, scribbling on it with a pencil, and then using an eraser to redraw. He took my reusable writing tool as the latest toy and drew a lot of fun.

I was distressed and nagging aside: "Little master, little ancestor, little devil. Do you think my family opened a stationery store? The eraser was wiped off by you half, the pencil was drawn by you only half, and the paper was also written by you. Three. Do you know that these are all non-renewable resources that have been consumed by you. Where will you buy me in this era?"

In fact, I still have it in my bag, but who knows how long I want to stay in this ancient time, it’s always right to save some use.

He ignored me and continued to paint. Anyway, he couldn't understand it, I said it in Chinese. When the fourth piece of paper was broken, I finally couldn't bear it anymore, and shouted in the words of Tharto: "Don't draw!"

My Hedong Lion Roar has no effect on this little devil. He looked up, and his two large twinkling eyes were desperately firing at me. His eyes, like Roche, inherited from his father, were light gray, and his curly reddish brown hair was inherited from his mother. His light gray eyes rolled twice, throwing his pencil on several cases, crawling up to me along the carpet, and squeezing into my arms: "Then you sing to me!"

Again! Since one day Jomo Moro went to work in Gumo, but did not return for a few nights, the little guy got into my room every night and insisted on sleeping with me. In order to make him less tossed, I sang a nursery rhyme to him, and he began to ask me to sing every day, but it didn't matter. All of my modern songs have become lullaby, alas, it's really a mess.

I sighed and let the little guy sit and lean in my arms and sing Zhou Huajian's "Kiss My Baby" while gently patting his back. The little guy closed his eyes, his long eyelashes against the high bridge of his nose, and it was really cute.

I can actually understand why he likes to stick to me. Both his mother and brother served the Buddha, and his mother went abroad when he was six years old, and there was no news for more than four years. The closest nanny also passed away a few years ago. Although there is a girl nanny at home, she can't give him the maternal love he needs most. At his age, he needed a playmate. Although he had to go to the palace every day to study with the princes, but no one could go with him to play with him crazy after returning home. His older brother, who was three years older than him, was a pair Little adult, he hasn't been together for another four years. Every time he sees Rosh, he is a little trembling.

So my appearance played the role of mother and playmate, so that he had an object to be spoiled every day. All his naughty actions around me are actually to attract my attention and make me care more about him. It's just that I'm suffering, and I am forced to be a soldier and an enemy every day. I will first follow the general and listen to the order, and report the military situation. Then he pretended to fight against the general Huahuadi, and finally raised the white flag and yelled Rao. Alas, jumping up and down with an energetic child exhausted me half a day every day.

I sang the song lovingly and found him asleep. I picked him up and put it on the bed. He rubbed his shoulders and whispered to him, "Do you know that you're heavy, and I can't hold you any bigger? I'm ten years old and I still like children's stuff. I can fall asleep when singing a children's song."

It has been snowing for the past few days. I am from Jiangnan. I rarely see such heavy snow under the global warming greenhouse effect. I was really excited at the beginning. snowman. But it didn't take long for me to find it was not fun. Because of the snow, I was afraid of the cold and seldom went out. My inspection work was temporarily delayed. Fortunately, Roche brought many books, including the Chinese version of "Historical Records", "Zuo Zhuan", "Lu's Spring and Autumn", "Warring States Policy", "Book of Songs", etc. I have already read, and some have been lost. Books such as "Shi Shi Xing Jing".

There are also a large number of books and books on San Lubricant, Brahman, Lulu, and Lulu scriptures in his study. Phonology, linguistics, craftsmanship, technology, calendaring, medicine, logic, astrology, and calendar are all involved. I looked at the book full of books and drooled. It would be of great research value if these books could be brought back to modern times.

The books of this era are generally unaffordable. A book is equivalent to one year's expenditure for ordinary people, not to mention those silk books written on silk. The official papers used in the government and the contracts of sale are mostly written on wooden boards because paper is much more expensive than wooden boards.

Kumoroyan's state division house looks very ordinary, and the furnishings are average, but the original wealth is hidden in this study. So I spend hours every day in this invaluable study, desperately copying those precious books. I didn’t want to buy it in the past, but there were many books in his study that I couldn’t buy at the bazaar with money. Some of them were brought from India by Kumoroyan, and some were sent to King Kuzi by messengers from various places. Since I couldn't make it, I had to copy it. So these ten days are not boring.

And Roche, he went home every day, first greeted his father, then came to my class, and then went to the library to read a while. He read the book silently, and I copied the book silently. When he left, he would still have a book he hadn't finished reading. Sometimes when he came, I hadn’t finished Vrsati’s class. He sat silently reading a book, often waiting for me to give him a lecture. He could already recite what he wanted to say. What I said wrongly will be corrected softly, often making my forehead sweat. Is it easy for me? These five thousand years are all in one head. Isn't it wrong to make a mistake? I knocked on his bare head angrily, warning him to respect the teacher.

I was thinking about the experience of being a tutor in Guoshi Mansion during the past ten days, and I was putting up a quilt for Vrsati. Suddenly it felt that it was Rosh who was cold behind him, opened the cold protection curtain and leaned on the door frame to look at me.

"Huh, how did you get here early?"

His evening class is from 4 to 5 o'clock, usually until 6 o'clock before coming to me. Today actually arrived at half past five. How do I know the specific time? Because my time traversing table has a time function, and there are corresponding twelve hours, the date of the solar calendar and the lunar calendar, which is very convenient. Since the traversal function is lost, this watch has only the timing function, so I still carry it every day, and others look at it as a strange-looking bracelet.

It should also be noted that there is a two-hour difference between Xinjiang time and Beijing time. When traveling in Xinjiang, I adjusted my watch to Xinjiang time. Otherwise, I would get up at ten o'clock in the morning and eat lunch at two or three o'clock. At nine o'clock in the evening, it would still be bright. I would sleep a little more every day. Anyway, there was no concept of jet lag 1,650 years ago, so I used modern Xinjiang time on my time-traveling watch. (For the convenience of writing, the time mentioned in this article will be Xinjiang time, not Beijing time.)

"Talking to Uncle Wang in the palace, I came directly."

He walked into the room, glanced calmly at Vrsati in bed, and suddenly said in a spitfire: "Don't pretend."

Vishati immediately opened her eyes, turned over from the bed to the ground, and cried with a small blush: "Big Brother."

My round eyes, this dead child, actually pretended to sleep and tricked me into holding him to bed. Roche still asked her to return to her room to sleep. Seeing her elder brother was even more fearful than seeing her dad, Vishati hurried out.

"He's still a child, don't be so strict with him." My motherhood is so rampant that I can't bear to be hardened against Vshatipah.

"The song just now is very nice." He said it in light of left and right.

"It's just some Handi's children's songs, Guizi's songs will definitely be better." Guizi's "Orchestral Music and Special Countries" were approved by Xuanzang.

"I haven't heard it before." He paused, and a trace of sorrow came out of his eyebrows. "My parents never sang me like you did to coax me to sleep."

Imagine that Kumoroyan and Jain sang nursery rhymes to baby Rosh. I laughed out loud. I guess the hypnosis of chanting is almost the same.

He looked at me with some doubt, and I quickly said, "Do you want to hear it?"

He hesitated and did not answer me, but he bowed his head in contemplation. Then, as if making a big decision, nodded firmly to me. I’m a little strange, just listen to a song, why do you want to do so much? I sang "Kiss My Baby" again. On a whim, I remembered the song section where Song Huiqiao sang children's songs in "Romantic Full House", and added some temporary choreography based on the lyrics. Of course, there is no beauty at all, but the comedy effect is particularly good. The handsome monk smiled brilliantly. That unscrupulous smile is what a 13-year-old boy should have.

After singing, I saw him still laughing, his smile is really beautiful. I looked at him fixedly and wanted to freeze this laugh in my head. He has been painting him these days, trying to bring his portrait back to the modern era, so that people in the 21st century can also see the true face of the peerless monk who was 1,650 years ago. However, after all, I am not a student of painting and drawing. It is okay to draw a flat elevation. The level of drawing characters is limited. I painted it several times, but I was not satisfied. Not to mention that without his charm, he couldn't even reach the thirds. At this moment, I really hate that I don’t have a pen, otherwise, the smile in front of me, if I can enter the painting, it instantly becomes eternal, how good!

His face started to redden again, his eyes drifting elsewhere. I've been to God, and just staring at him like that would definitely make him uncomfortable, so I hurriedly didn't have anything to say: "Uh, what, what is the king looking for you?"

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"Jin Shu? Qizi written in Xirong: "The west of Guizi country goes to Luoyang 8280 mile. There are cities and towns, the city is triple, and there are thousands of stupas and temples. People are engaged in farming and animal husbandry, both men and women The pendant hangs down. The palace is magnificent and radiant."

Xuan Zang's description of Guizi in "The Tang Dynasty's Western Regions": "Qu Zhiguo. Thousands of miles from east to west. Six hundred miles from north to south. The capital city of the country is 17 to eight weeks. There are japonica rice and pomegranates in Yimao. Pears and peach apricots. Indigenous gold, copper, iron, lead and tin. Gas sequence and customs. The text is based on India. Roughly changed. Orchestral music is very good in various countries. .Wang Quzhi also."