Chapter 102 Interchange If possible, Tie Xinyuan doesn't like to deal with old guys at all, because they not only have the cultivation of spit on their own faces, but also the consciousness of using their old bodies to pull down their faces and pretend to be grandchildren, and they also have scheming foreshadowing and plans.
In addition to these three things, they will also use the experience they have accumulated over the course of their long lives to achieve their goals by any means.
Tie Xinyuan's body has never aged, so his heart is still young, and he is not lacking in the explosive personality of a young man and the calmness that a middle-aged person should have.
Even so, he is often at a disadvantage when dealing with old ghosts.
The idea of stuffing something into the mouth of the Living Buddha is just an idea after all.
Hami is now a chariot rushing down from the mountains, whether it is military or people's livelihood, it is charging forward, including religion, and it makes sense that Zechar wants to take the Hami train.
If you can't pour oil into the fire while the fire is burning at the beginning, and when the flame is extinguished, it will be very difficult and slow to form a prairie fire.
Tie Xinyuan naturally likes to see the rapid development of military and people's livelihood, but he does not like the violent development of religion.
Therefore, the contradiction between the king and the pope is inherent.
No king likes to share his power with others.
When they came out of the Great Lei Yin Temple, someone was ringing the bell, and the melodious sound of the bell echoed in the valley, whether it was the blue lake near or the snow-capped mountains in the distance, they were all bathed in the bell, obviously, they were all deceived by this peaceful bell.
The essence of religion is cruelty, and like the bells, it sounds beautiful, but in fact it is killing or controlling people's minds.
They are tempted to turn a group of people into a model out of a mold, in which to rule one person is to rule over all.
Tie Xinyuan's head didn't know what to pretend, and the Living Buddha of Sakya still didn't understand that the Buddhist culture he had painstakingly managed didn't seem to have any influence on him.
After getting along for three years, he already understands Tie Xinyuan's weakness very well, originally there was only one of his mother Wang Rouhua, but now there is one more Zhao Wan, and there will be one or more children in the future.
For Tie Xinyuan, the living Buddha Sakya was desperate, so he always invited Wang Rouhua to come to Da Lei Yin Temple to feel the inspiration of the Dharma.
As for Zhao Wan, when she was pregnant, Tie Xinyuan did not allow her to run around, and after the child was born, Sakya thought that Zhao Wan should also come to the temple.
Tie Xinyuan naturally didn't know anything about the thoughts of the Sakya Living Buddha, so he left the Da Lei Yin Temple with ease, standing at the gate of the temple and enjoying the beautiful winter scenery of the Tianshan Mountains.
The jujube red horse is chasing and killing an argali, with a huge head and horns, and the scene of watching the fight is endless.
After asking the women of the Wei Chi family, they knew that the jujube red horse, which had been eating grass well, somehow provoked a group of argali, and was hit on the ass by an old argali, which weighed 150 catties......
Tie Xinyuan didn't want to care about this, he was even thinking about how to make more argali's sheep interested in the ass of the jujube red horse, so that the jujube red horse would not be able to run if he didn't want to, and after a long time, maybe the horse king who ran faster than lightning would return to the world.
In the face of the Sakya Living Buddha, there are not many tricks that Tie Xinyuan can use, but fortunately, it can still be done by delaying, this is the biggest ability of the government, and Tie Xinyuan cannot use it.
The situation in the Western Regions is changing greatly, and the banner of the king at the head of the city is always changing randomly, today Bon is a piece of horse dung, and tomorrow it may become a fragrant dumpling.
When the horse manure is seen, it is better to maintain the status quo, and then vigorously develop it when it is fragrant and gluttonous, which is in line with the current situation of Hami.
Just like the jujube red horse, when you want him to run, he just doesn't run, and when his ass is threatened by others, he will take the initiative to run.
The temperament of the jujube red horse is still violent, and the argali, which is not good at running, was finally caught up by it, watching it raise its front hooves and step heavily on the back of the argali, Tie Xinyuan felt that it was not bad to eat mutton tonight.
The jujube red horse that had returned from revenge came lazily to Tie Xinyuan's side, perhaps tired from the vigorous exercise just now, so it lay on the ground, panting and waiting for Hu Laosan to bring it food.
Tie Xinyuan asked the women for a piece of cotton cloth, found a thin rope to tie to the root of the tail of the jujube red horse, and the jujube red horse, who was comfortably slapping his ass with the horse's tail, suddenly felt that something was harassing his ass again, and turned his head and vaguely saw a blue shadow.
Just after being harassed by the argali, the jujube red horse was very sensitive, stood up suddenly, jumped up and down hard, and the blue shadow was still not thrown off.
As a horse, the red horse was instinctively driven to start running again, this time faster than when chasing argali.
What connects the blue cloth is nothing more than a thin rope, and when the red horse gallops up, the blue cloth is like a small parachute fully opened, and the wind makes the red horse feel its presence.
Turn left, turn right, circle, hiss, jump, gallop, when the red horse raised its speed to the limit, the thin rope finally couldn't pull the windy blue cloth and broke it in the middle......
The tired jujube red horse trembled on all four legs and came to Tie Xinyuan's side, this time it was very alert, and did not lie down again, but stood by Tie Xinyuan's side and looked at the grassland in front of him vigilantly.
The jujube red horse was sweating, and the vigorous exercise just now made it produce a lot of heat, and the sweat flowed down its back and finally collected on the belly, ticking, ticking down.
"In the future, I will train the jujube red horse like this every day......"
Tie Xinyuan helped the jujube red horse wipe his sweat while instructing the stunned Hu Laosan.
Hu Laosan found the thick cotton clothes that the jujube red horse wrapped around his belly, carefully wrapped the jujube red horse, and then led the jujube red horse away from Tiexinyuan with slanted eyes, and whispered something to the jujube red horse as he walked.
Tie Xinyuan knew that it wouldn't be a good thing, he didn't care, it was more important than anything else that Jujube Red Horse had a chance to be the king of horses again.
What is the main job of a king?
It's a good liar.
Politicians, is it still a matter of deception?
It's not normal not to lie.
Standing on the mouth of the wolf's den, looking at the bustling city under his feet, Tie Xinyuan's heart rose with a sense of satisfaction that he had never felt before.
After looking at it for a while, I felt that the instep was very warm, and when I looked down, I found that the iron fox was lying at my feet for some reason, and it was still an old habit to like to sleep on other people's feet.
Before he knew it, the Iron Fox had passed its nineteenth year, and a black coat stretched from the top of his head to the tip of his tail.
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Zega has said more than once that the iron fox is a spirit beast, and since the silver fox's hair is starting to turn black, then, in another two years, this white fox will become a black fox.
Tie Xinyuan didn't think like this in his heart, he felt that the iron fox had lived again like himself.
Both Zakya's words and Tie Xinyuan's thoughts are extremely unreliable, according to his mother Wang Rouhua, the scourge always lives longer than others.
Let the iron fox lie on his neck, and Tie Xinyuan immediately had a warm scarf.
Just after the end of the year, the market was a little deserted, and although the doors of many shops were open, few people in the shops came to do business.
Most of them gathered around the fire to drink tea and chat.
Liu He, the shopkeeper of Richangsheng Silk Village, greedily drank the last sip with a cup of hot tea, poured the tea base in the teacup into the stove and put down the teacup in his hand.
He doesn't care if the business in the store is cold, he has already done all the business that should be done at the end of the year, and now the business is cold, he and his friends can also take a breath, people are not big animals can not be busy all year round.
The orchid in the shop opposite had been waving at him for days.
Liu He knew that the mother-in-law wanted to do her own business, so he glanced at it and was unmoved.
The man's eyes were bright, and this guy still had one hundred and sixty copper coins in his pocket......
Liu He slapped the man on the neck and scolded in Uighur dialect: "Keep the wages in your pockets and don't think about the things that you don't have."
The guy was a beautiful Uighur boy, and after being slapped by the shopkeeper, he shrunk his neck and said, "I'm just going to see." ” Liu He scolded: "Guy who is not angry, I think when I was a buddy for others, where did I have one hundred and sixty red copper coins, not even a single iron coin, and I worked for the shopkeeper for three years in vain to get paid."
You've been a fucking man for half a year, and you're going to get one hundred and sixty dollars......"
The guy muttered, "This is a government regulation, you should give me money in three months." ” Liu He smiled and said: "Boy, I've studied here for half a year, do you know a fart, can you measure the cloth or pick the color?"
Or will it give people a matching color?
There are still many things that the master has to teach you, that is, Hami can't find a clever guy here, if there is, you would have been kicked away by Lao Tzu. ” The man laughed, "The Song and Han are wiser, but the king will not allow you to hire them, so you can only choose from among our Uighurs."
I'm the smartest guy in the village, who don't you need me to use?
” Liu He was a little distracted, and sighed: "I don't know what the king thinks, I have to stuff you into the shop as a buddy."
How nice those Han boys who can read and write......"
As he spoke, he beckoned to the orchid on the opposite side, and the orchid, who was half frozen to death, hurried in, and wanted to approach the shopkeeper with a stiff smile.
Liu He threw over a leather jacket to Hu Ji, and said angrily: "Warm up your body first, don't make no money, but take a life." ” Orchid took the leather jacket and draped it over her body, and put her hands on the stove to bake with a shaky twist.
It has been two years since Liu He came to Hami, and he knows what kind of life these orchids live, don't look at the glamorous when he stands outside, in fact, hunger is commonplace.
A group of women that no one wants, if they want to live in this world, they can't eat enough just by dancing and singing.
The Uighur men watched enviously as the shopkeeper and the orchid went up to the attic, swallowed a mouthful of saliva, touched the hard copper coins in his arms, and finally gave up some messy thoughts.
Only by saving more money can I have the opportunity to open my own shop in this city, and the shopkeeper is the one who started from nothing, and the guy thinks he should be able to do it too.