Chapter 44: The Blessings of Bon There are very few times when an emperor can think for himself.
Because the emperor's subordinates need to achieve their own goals by influencing the emperor's thinking, as long as the emperor is in his ears, all kinds of suggestions will appear endlessly.
The emperor who finds good advice among these suggestions and implements them will not usually be bad there.
However, most of these emperors are relatively ordinary, and there are the most such emperors among the emperors in Chinese history.
There are also many emperors who have their own opinions and do things according to their own wishes, but there are two kinds of such emperors.
One is the glorious Emperor of history.
The other is the king of the fallen country who rebelled and left his home and country.
The costs and benefits of self-assertion are equally significant.
Therefore, Tie Xinyuan regarded the failure of emperors like Emperor Yang of Sui as a failure of investment, not a failure of human nature.
In the same way, an emperor like Li Shimin is just an emperor who invests in victory, and there is no big deal.
The spirit in the dark night is dull and waveless, and the lights are light The sound of hammer and chisel impact will be heard after listening to it for a long time.
Tie Xinyuan didn't know when these teachers who originally believed in Yongzhong Bon started to grow bald.
Probably because of the ease of working with their bald heads, they are almost indistinguishable from Buddhist monks in appearance.
Although the old master is thin, but his body is strong, he loves the work he is doing very much, the chisel leaves white marks on the sandstone, and large areas of sandstone fall down with a clatter, if you look at his work for a longer time, you will find that those white chisel marks are actually mantra strokes, when a layer of sandstone is chiseled off by the chisel, the almost flat sandstone will be left on the sandstone - the six-character mantra hum mi.
The handwriting knife and axe chisel are extremely strong, and it goes straight to the hearts of the people.
For an elderly lama, every bit of his daily life must be in line with his religious actions.
This is the same way that many literati in the Great Song Dynasty pursued calligraphy, except that one requirement is to go straight to the hearts of the people, and the other is to be neutral and peaceful.
It's all a process of cultivation.
Tie Xinyuan didn't think that anyone who worked hard to cultivate would have a good result, and the old master in front of him was actually about to die.
Tie Xinyuan knew that the old master was about to die because the other masters had stopped their work at this time, and gathered around the old master to sing and dance, as if to see him off.
The old master's face was red and excited, and the hammer in his hand struck the chisel more and more powerfully.
It can be seen that he is now using his last vitality to carve his six-character mantra on the stone wall.
When the last hammer was down, a complete six-character mantra appeared on the sandstone, as neat as ever.
The old guru seemed to have accomplished the most important thing in his life, and he was more relaxed than he had ever been.
Sitting lazily on the ground full of sand and gravel with his legs spread, with a satisfied smile on his face, he raised one arm and pointed at Tie Xinyuan who was watching the ceremony and said, "Hum Ma Mi Mi Huh." ” Tie Xinyuan bowed down and said: "Supreme light, supreme wisdom, supreme benevolence, Guanyin contemplation with full Buddha body and Buddha wisdom!"
” The old master laughed at first, then chuckled, and finally laughed maniacally, and finally, a white jade tendon (snot) hanging from his nostrils The laughter gradually disappeared.
The other masters were also smiling, and after saluting Tie Xinyuan, they continued to go back to work, but they didn't even glance at the old master's corpse.
The old master blessed Tie Xinyuan with his life, and he naturally couldn't watch the corpse of this master be filled into the pit by the ones who didn't like stinky skins.
He was about to instruct the samurai who accompanied him to bring the body of his master to the ground and find a sunny slope to bury it.
The other two old lamas came from the other side of the cave beamingly, with machetes in their hands.
Tie Xinyuan felt that something very bad was about to happen, and before he could stop it, the old master who was carrying the knife swung his knife and cut off the two arms of the dead old master, and by the way, he also cut off his head.
Another old lama carried the armless corpse, which had not shed much blood, and disappeared into the darkness from the other side of the cave.
At dawn, Tie Xinyuan's army was about to start again, and there were two more crystal jade arm bones on the huge white bone throne, and they were placed on the two armrests of the divine seat, and as for the old master's skull, it appeared high on the top of the divine seat, and it was engraved with scriptures.
His bones seemed to be whiter than all the bones on the throne, and Tie Xinyuan was tempted to attribute this to the word fresh.
The vultures on the sandstone hill appeared in flocks, and the two old masters, who liked to trample the corpses of their companions, lit the rosin for the burial of the heavens, and the vultures who were accustomed to eating alms heard the news.
The heavenly burial is the last almsgiving in life, not some heavenly nonsense, which Bon does not believe in in the first place.
Tie Xinyuan saw the old master throw the piece of meat in his hand high into the air, there were always vultures happily receiving the piece of meat from mid-air, and then they waved their wings away, they were very disciplined, a vulture could only eat one piece of meat......
After Zhao Wan listened to Tie Xinyuan's story of what she had seen and heard last night, there was more moisture in her eyes, and she reached out and pinched Tie Xinyuan's neck and asked him why he didn't take her to see such a scene last night.
When a country is established, it always needs flesh and blood to sacrifice, and the two lamas Zakya and Rinpoh always want to combine their improved Yongzhong Bon religion with the kingship of Tiexinyuan, which requires great effort before it is possible.
And now, it's the best time for them to give.
He was about to get out of the Gobi Desert, and the Tianshan Mountains were already in sight, but Tie Xinyuan did not see the army that welcomed his return, which made him feel very bad.
Not only did he not see the team that greeted him, but he didn't even see a few caravans, especially in the last two days, he didn't even meet a caravan.
June was the busiest time for caravans from the valley of the two rivers.
No less than ten scouts have been sent out, and none of them have returned.
It was very unwise to continue to move forward under such circumstances, so Tie Xinyuan ordered to camp on the spot and let Yu Chiwen take five hundred of the most powerful Qingtang knights to the front to investigate.
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Before noon, Wei Chiwen returned, but the five hundred Qingtang warriors who went with him did not follow.
"The queen mother is in front, waiting to see the new daughter-in-law, but there are not too many people, and the mothers-in-law of Meng Yuanzhi's family are wearing battle armor as guards.
The battle on the Tianshan Road is very fierce, Mr.
Big, Tie San, Tie Si they are all in Gaoshan City on the Tianshan Road to resist the attack of the rebels, only Mr.
Tie Yi is holding on to Qingxiang City, Tie 5, Tie 6 is in Hami City, I heard that Snow Mountain City is not very peaceful, Mr.
Tie Er went to Snow Mountain City.
The five hundred Qingtang mercenaries I brought with me were asked to leave by the Queen Mother, and they were quickly sent to Gaoshan City on the Tianshan Road, where I heard that the war there was extremely fierce. ” Tie Xinyuan gave the order to set off at the first time.
An hour later, he met his mother, Wang Rouhua.
For her son, who hadn't seen her for more than half a year, Wang Rouhua just looked up and down, and didn't find that she was missing arms and legs, so she pulled up Zhao Wan, who was visiting her mother-in-law, got into the carriage, and kept urging Tie Xinyuan to continue on her way.
It turned out that it was not the Uighur king he was most worried about coming to attack the Tianshan Road, but the refugees on the other side of the Tianshan Mountains spontaneously began to attack the checkpoints and camps after the closure of the Tianshan Road in Hami.
It wasn't very intense at first, and as long as you killed a few people every day, the situation would be calmed down.
In recent days, however, the situation has changed dramatically, with a number of heavily armed refugees taking part in the offensive......
"Actually, it's not refugees, they are all routs, the Uighur king suffered a big defeat in Zhangbali, according to the scout's report, the Uighur king lost more than half of his army, and had to retreat to his old nest, Beiting Dragon City, almost abandoning the vast territory of Xizhou.
Therefore, the Uighurs in the Xizhou region had to march all the way south, intending to cross the Tianshan Mountains and enter the territory of our Hami.
Even the city lords in the Xizhou area gave up the city and marched towards my Hami with their subordinates and families.
According to our previous plan, ordinary people were allowed to enter my Hami, but the Uighur officials were not allowed to enter.
Therefore, tens of thousands of wealthy people and officials were blocked outside the high mountain city, and the contradictions intensified until now, and they began to attack the city. “ Tie Xinyuan frowned and said, "Didn't they be allowed to pay heavy taxes in the form of caravans and then pass through Hami and go to a third country?"
” Shui'er said with some embarrassment: "There are many Uighur refugees who have poured in, and since the opening of the Tianshan Road, more than 1.4 million refugees have entered my Hami in the past four months.
There are so many refugees, we Hami can't accept them at all, lack of food, lack of houses, lack of salt, lack of almost everything, forced to helpless, Mr.
Big and Brother Qiao decided to intercept those rich people and officials, and use the wealth they scavenged from the people to feed these refugees......"
"That's right, why can't you just let these people into Hami and then do it?
Or when they leave Hami and do it in the desert or on the Gobi Desert?
Does it have to be known to everyone?
” Shui'er gritted her teeth and said: "That's what we did, we have been doing it unconsciously, but after sending the result, a guy named Simba ran away, and he actually crossed the main peak of the Tianshan Mountain and returned to the other side of Gaoshan City, leaking the news that we had robbed the rich and high-ranking officials." ” "Who is Simba?"
"The youngest son of the lord of Shobali, where his father and brothers were killed in battle, he himself and all the people of his family abandoned their allegiance to the Uighur king and fled eastward.
After entering our Hami, I thought that I would be able to clean him up without much effort, but who knows, this guy actually escaped from Hami under the protection of the family. ”