Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 6598 Human Heart
In the Buddhist hall.

A piece of wooden fish was placed in front of Master Qiku. He tapped the wooden fish lightly and read a passage of Buddhist scriptures.

"Have you memorized everything?" Master Qiku asked.

"I remember it well, but I don't quite understand a few passages of scriptures."

"Wait for the teacher to explain in detail."

Master Qiku spoke carefully, clarifying the meaning contained in the Buddhist scriptures.

After finishing this scripture, Zoya blinked her eyes and asked, "Master, are those troublemakers sent by the priests?"

"Yes, it has something to do with the sacrificial offerings. This is a battle of faith and a struggle for power. In this regard, King Hulan and the poor monk are allies. Our goal is the same, which is to snatch the right to sacrifice." Master Qiku explained.

"Why do you want to rob the right to sacrifice? Isn't it good for us to do our own thing?"

"You are still young and don't understand people's hearts. Simply put, the more people believe in our Buddhism, the fewer people believe in offering sacrifices to ancient gods. The two cannot coexist." Master Qiku said lightly.

Since ancient times, the battle of beliefs has been very cruel, and every battle is accompanied by bloody incidents, and many people died unexpectedly.

Although today's Buddhist teachings are peaceful, it is still necessary to argue. This is an open conspiracy, and it is on the surface, not a conspiracy.

Originally, Master Qiku came to Hulan City alone, so he was destined to be no match for the priests, but now with the help of King Hulan, he has the power to fight, which is enough to make the priests fearful.

"Then where should we start winning people's hearts?" Zoya asked again.

"Starting from the herdsmen, the seeds of Buddha's will have been planted earlier, and when they take root and sprout, they will develop rapidly."

"I understand. It is difficult to win over nobles, but it is easier to win over ordinary herdsmen. Let's start with the herdsmen..."

Zoya already has a good foundation in Buddhist scriptures, and when she thinks of the road of preaching the scriptures that Master Qiku has walked all the way, she has a clear understanding in her heart.

But at the same time, her heart began to feel heavy.

How powerful are the priests?If the Buddhists want to rob faith, how much backlash will it cause?

It's all predictable.

If it were not for the protection of King Hulan, she and Master Qiku would have been burned in the anger of the priests.

After all, the priests set up the stake, and countless people were burned to death.

"Don't worry too much, we have the protection of King Hulan in the city, and we also have foreign aid outside, the poor monk has already contacted..." Master Qiku showed a smile on his face.

Zoya was taken aback, she rarely saw Master Qiku smiling, what kind of happy event made him happy?

"Master, I can't help you with these, I'm just thinking, should we go to the Hunting Festival?" Zoya said.

"King Hulan invited us a long time ago, but the poor monk will not go. You can go when the time comes. Remember, you must show your prestige for King Hulan." Master Qiku said lightly.

"I've also heard that some nobles want to show off at the Hunting Festival and want to suppress King Hulan." Zoya frowned. Can you stay in Hulan City?"

"You don't know the power structure of the Hulan Golden Tent. In the Hulan Golden Tent, King Hulan is just a symbol and only holds a small part of the power. The power of the Hulan Golden Tent is actually controlled by the elders. ..."

"The hunting festival is one of the most important festivals of the Great Mongolian Ministry, especially the Hulan Golden Tent. Each hunting festival is actually the division of power in the next year. The voting rights in the elders are obtained according to the prey obtained. The more you have, the more voting rights you have. If King Hulan doesn’t gain much, then he may only get the most basic part of the voting rights, and most of them will be divided by the nobles..."

"This tradition is the foundation of the Hulan Golden Tent, and no one can shake it at present."

"Master, then if I fight for more voting rights for King Hulan, will I be able to get more rewards?" Zoya's eyes lit up. She didn't have much confidence before, but now she is different .

After practicing with Master Dutian for a period of time, not only her strength has greatly increased, but also her riding and shooting skills have become more and more proficient, which is already rare at her age.

"Relying on yourself is worse than relying on the sky and the earth. You should be rewarded for the benefits you strive for, and King Hulan will give you what you deserve." Master Qiku smiled slightly.

He was indeed in a good mood, he contacted a hidden guard in the city, and through this hidden guard, he successfully contacted the general Luo Fengtang who was stationed outside Iron Fang City.

Since then, he is no longer fighting alone, but has the support of the rear.

A letter from there told him that reinforcements were already on the way.

At that time, it is inevitable to form monk soldiers to protect the temple.

Now there are only the two of them in the Buddhist temple, which is far from enough.

A group of believers outside, some people are already going to enter the city, but whether they can succeed still depends on how many voting rights King Hulan can get in this hunting festival.

However, Master Qiku has confidence in Zoya, and Zoya is now his direct disciple, no different from his family-raised daughter, and no different from Qixi who stayed in Daqi Sixiang City.

"There should be no pilgrims in the past few days, Zoya, the teacher will teach you some unique skills."

Taking advantage of the few days left before the Hunting Festival, Master Qiku decided to give Zoya another special training to teach her some more things.

Zoya has talent, she can digest it.

……

Inside the curtain, in front of a seat inlaid with gemstones, a man with jewelry all over his body stood on a white bearskin, his eyes seemed to have flames burning.

"Are you all ready?"

"Get ready, Great Elder Mu Hua."

Several nobles in gorgeous robes sitting beside them nodded their heads.

"That's right, this time we have to dispel King Hulan's arrogance, otherwise, if we want him to get more voting rights, our Presbyterian Council will be useless." Great Elder Mu Hua said lightly.

"What the Great Elder said was that we must suppress the idea of ​​being King Hulan."

"If he is in power, he will first dig our flesh and drink our blood. Sooner or later he will abolish the elders' council and imitate Emperor Daqi and make a decision with one word. Let me wait for death without a place to die."

"This is a life-and-death battle, we must give up all illusions!"

"It can't be done properly. No one can hold back. It must be known that King Hulan's real purpose is to cancel the Presbyterian Church."

The nobles clarified the stakes in a hurry.

"Okay, now that we have unified our thinking, it's time to act. This hunting festival, our younger generations must no longer hide their means and abilities, and go all out to do better." Great Elder Mu Hua squinted his eyes.

"Should we send someone to lay out the hunting area in advance?" someone suggested.

"No, King Hulan is waiting for us to make mistakes, we can't fall for it!" Great Elder Mu Hua refused this proposal.

(End of this chapter)