Cyber ​​Daming

Chapter 581 Snowfall
There is no doubt that Fandi is vast.

Especially after the "Longwu Opening of Frontiers", as the Indian criminal areas were annexed by the aboriginal lands, the area of ​​​​U-Tsang Guard alone was much larger than that of some provinces in the empire.

As October approaches, the plateau has already become quite chilly.

Gloomy lead-gray clouds covered the Golden Temple in Nagqu. The cold wind carrying snow flakes blew the colorful flags that covered the sky. Praying monks knelt beside the pile of sacrificial animals.

This is the last branch temple before Sangyan Buddha Mountain and the last barrier to protect Sangyan Temple. Its status in the entire U-Tsang Guard is very respected.

October 13, the 12th year of Jiaqing's reign, is the birthday of the reincarnated Buddha of the current Dharma King of the Golden Temple.

On this day in previous years, the entire city would hold a grand parade celebration. Devout believers would gather from all directions, carry the huge sedan chair on their bodies, carry heavy statues barefoot, kneel for hundreds of miles, and hold the sacred "skull-removing ceremony" in front of the temple.

They will select the purest souls and the most devout faith to enter the Buddha's kingdom, ascend to the sacred mountain, and express gratitude to the Buddhas, thanking them for giving birth to the Nagqu Dharma King, who came to save them from their sins and resolve their confusion.

But now there is no festive atmosphere in the whole city, and the streets and alleys are shrouded in solemnity.

Because at this moment, a fierce quarrel was breaking out in the main hall of Nagqu Golden Temple.

The people sitting on the seats on both sides of the long table were all wearing red clothes.

On one side are the followers of Buddha, and on the other side are the officials of the emperor.

"It has been more than a month since the inspection team entered the Fandi Buddhist Territory, but they still haven't found any evidence related to the Liaodong incident. This is enough to prove that this incident has nothing to do with Sangyan Temple!"

"We haven't even entered the territory of Sangyan Temple yet, how do you know there are no clues?"

"Sangyan Buddhist Country is of high status and is one of the three great sacred mountains in the Fan land. How could they allow outsiders to enter at will?"

"Nakqu Fawang, what do you mean?"

"This matter should be settled in the Nagqu Golden Temple!"

"Let's not talk about whether you are qualified to judge this case. Let me ask you first, who are the outsiders you are talking about? Isn't Fandi part of the empire? Aren't you a citizen of the empire?"

"This Dharma King has no such intention. If Lord Sun wants to make random accusations, the 100,000 believers under the Naqujin Temple will never agree!"

"If you want us not to enter Sangyan territory, then let Lingava, the abbot of Sangyan Temple, come down the mountain and return to the capital with us to report the whole story to the current emperor in person. There is no other way!"

"Lord Sun, you have wantonly cut down mountains and destroyed temples, killing Buddhist believers, which has already caused strong dissatisfaction among the people of the Fan area. Now you are speaking wildly and dare to blaspheme the Buddha Sangyan. Aren't you afraid of arousing public anger?"

"Public outrage? Which people are outraged? Let him stand up and tell me in person!"

"伱"

"Today is the birthday of your reincarnated Buddha. I will give you one day. If you still cannot come up with a conclusion by tomorrow, I will bring people to demolish your Golden Temple!"

Zhang Siyuan had long lost all interest in the quarrel inside the door.

During the ten days that the inspection team stayed at the Golden Temple in Nagqu, similar scenes had occurred countless times.

It seems that the situation is tense and ready to break out, but in fact, it ends up in nothing.

In Zhang Siyuan's opinion, if Lord Liu Jinxun had not stopped him, he would have led his men to rush to the Sangyan Sacred Mountain, pulled the abbot of Sangyan Temple, Lingpa, down from the throne, and escorted him to the capital.

How could I possibly waste my time here?

The two families, Dazhao and Baima, are fence-sitters. They cooperated with the inspection team before just to put pressure on Sang Yan.

Now Sangyan Temple can't bear the pressure any more and chooses to compromise, cutting off its own flesh to feed the eagles, in exchange for these two families' help in dragging the inspection team to Nagqu City, speaking good words for Sangyan Temple, and smoothing things over.

These are all expected.

It is not worth it for Lord Liu Jinxun to be so cautious.

If these people really understood what "the lips and teeth are interdependent" meant, they would not have allowed their own side to enter the foreign land in the first place.

The "Hundred Years of Buddhist Rebellion" that broke out in history, in which dozens of sects killed each other on this plateau, was enough to prove the brutality and cunning hidden in the compassion of these foreign Buddhist sects, as well as the greed that runs deep in their genes.

"Back then, we should have stopped the 'divide the martial arts world' movement and let those barbaric martial arts sects teach these foreign Buddhist sects a lesson, so that they could see what real barbarism and violence are."

Zhang Siyuan was quite dissatisfied with the current situation, but he could only sigh helplessly.

When he left the capital, he was ordered to follow Liu Jinxun's instructions in all his actions.

Therefore, Liu Jinxun decided to stay in the Golden Temple of Nagqu for the time being and choose to negotiate with Sangyan Temple to observe the changes in the situation. Zhang Siyuan could only obey orders.

Zhang Siyuan was really annoyed by the quarreling behind him, and had no choice but to leave the temple.

In addition to the Nagqu Golden Temple, which covers an area of ​​nearly a thousand acres, there is a city built around the temple.

There are no high-rise buildings and sloping eaves that are common in the empire's homeland. What you see are almost all stone and wooden towers of uniform shape, with a simple and rough style, using stone walls and wood pillars.

There are carvings of Dharma wheels and deer on the beams and pillars, prayer flags on the roof, prayer wheels in front of the door, and statues of gods and lotus pedestals painted on the whitewashed walls.

If we say that the Dao order in the empire has just started the process of becoming a Daoist country, then this place is a mature Buddhist city.

However, the biggest difference does not lie in the control that the sequence has over people's beliefs.

What really shocked Zhang Siyuan was the primitive lifestyle here.

There was no trace of the two waves of technological methods that swept the empire here.

The ancient mountains blocked their way out, and also blocked the technological methods that would have driven the development and change of the empire.

From Chongzhen to Jiaqi, this place has remained the same for thousands of years without any changes.

Belief in Buddhism is the only thing in the hearts of the people living here.

"Mortals on earth hold up the Buddha's kingdom in heaven with their shoulders, but the Buddha's light will not illuminate the darkness beneath them."

Zhang Siyuan suddenly remembered what a great scholar who specialized in studying the issue of aboriginal lands had said in the New Donglin Academy.

Although they knew that this young man in strange clothes was someone they could not afford to offend, the people around him still stared at Zhang Siyuan with extreme disgust.

Especially some elderly believers with white hair, who obviously had difficulty even standing, still gnashed their teeth, as if they couldn't wait to rush forward and tear the other party apart with their own hands.

These Ming people blasphemed Buddhism and committed heinous crimes from the day they entered the aboriginal land. Their deeds have already spread throughout the entire Buddhist area of ​​the plateau.

On the day they entered the city, even the honorable Dharma King of Nagqu was forced to leave the Golden Temple and go outside the city to greet them in person.

This is the greatest humiliation for the people of Nagqu City.

Amid these malicious looks, Zhang Siyuan deliberately slowed down his pace.

He was calculating how many Confucius Temples he would need to build after he took over the aboriginal lands, and how many years it would take to eradicate the cancer that had taken root in their minds.

Or maybe just move a dozen or so aristocratic families here and use the method of using the "Seal of Confucianism" to forcibly educate them?
This way the efficiency will be much higher. The only problem that may arise is that the conflict of thoughts will lead to mental breakdown, and there will be many stupid people.
While thinking, Zhang Siyuan slowly walked out of the small city of Nagqu and climbed a hill.

Looking ahead, there are rolling hills and mountains in the distance. The native cattle and sheep, which are almost extinct in the empire, are gathered here in groups, with their heads lowered, gnawing on the dry and yellow grass on the ground.

The shepherding girl had a thin face and wore a heavy felt robe. She was cracking a whip and singing a ballad.

"The snowfield is the Buddhist temple, and the three sacred mountains are shining. The melted snow water turns into nectar, and the wind is filled with the fragrance of ghee. I understand the stories in the scriptures and find the direction of this life. I want to follow the footprints left by the elders and go to the place where the Buddha's kingdom is."

"There is endless tea in the bowl, endless songs in my mouth, and my bulging belly will never show any signs of drying up. I will live a prosperous life. After I die, my soul will follow the mulberry smoke to heaven."

The girl raised the whip and whipped it in the air with a crisp sound.

Among the scattered cattle and sheep, there appeared figures smaller than her.

"After I die, my soul will follow Sang Yan to heaven."

They sang in unison with the girl, their dirty faces beaming with joy.

Zhang Siyuan, who was standing on the hillside, was stunned by what he heard, and felt an indescribable feeling in his heart.

These shepherding children are all Buddhist slaves raised in the Golden Temple of Nagqu.

Unlike the criminals who appeared during the Longwu period, these Buddhist slaves were not foreigners, but real citizens of the empire. As early as the Hongwu period, the Ming Empire established two major fortresses, Bakang and U-Tsang, and incorporated the aboriginal land into its territory.

After Emperor Yizong created the sequence, the twelve sequences of the three religions and nine streams developed rapidly.

As one of the most important Buddhist temples, Fandi has a large number of believers and has spawned many sects over its long history.

However, the limited incense offerings in the world mean that the number of Buddhas is also limited.

Before Emperor Longwu ascended the throne, a Buddhist rebellion that lasted for a hundred years broke out here.

In that chaos, the entire plateau was flooded with blood, many sects were destroyed, and the Buddha they believed in was demoted to a demon.

Monks who have been admitted to the order still have the opportunity to reform themselves, but ordinary believers need to atone for their beliefs and from then on become the property of the victorious side and become Buddhist slaves.

Sin is engraved into genes and runs in the blood.

The descendants of Buddha's slaves will also be Buddha's slaves throughout their lifetime and will not be able to change until they are completely dead, and only then will their sins be forgiven.

Even if one day one of them is blessed with great fortune and enters the order, the memory of their original Buddha slaves will be erased, and they will accept a new life under the initiation of the master. They will think that they are the reincarnation of a Buddha disciple on Mount Lingshan and forget their past origins.

This is the so-called "Buddhist slave", and it is also the current situation of more than 90% of the people in the aboriginal land.

Listening to the shepherd boys' songs, the fierce cold wind blew Zhang Chongyuan's clothes, the snowflakes falling from the sky became bigger and bigger, and the rising white mist almost pressed down the top of the slope.

"Sir, it's the cabinet's bulletin."

A middle-aged official from the inspection team searched outside the city for a long time and finally found this place.

"read."

"In September of the 12th year of Jiaqi, Longhu Mountain expelled the court officials and members of the Confucian Order in Guangxin Prefecture, Jiangxi Province, and arbitrarily changed the county government office into a Taoist temple, appointing a Taoist priest to take over the governance responsibilities. Many local Taoist forces followed this rebellious move, and there may be intentions to split and establish their own."

"In the middle of the month, signs of activity by the 'Honghu' rebels were discovered again in the 'Old Two Capitals and Thirteen Provinces'. From the captured Honghu members, we learned that most of them had sneaked back to the empire from the criminal areas that were being reorganized into prefectures and counties, and had no further missions. Upon investigation, it was found that the order to mobilize the rebels came from a Huangliang dream called 'Da Chu'. The specific purpose is not yet clear, and the identity of the organizer behind the scenes is not yet clear."

"On September 27, multiple attacks broke out in Guangxin Prefecture, and almost all of Longhushan's branch Taoist temples were destroyed. A large number of Taoist orders were massacred, including many elite members of the Dragon and Tiger Nine Divisions and several chief Taoist orders. According to insider reports, the attackers included Buddhist Order Yuan Mingfei, Taoist Order Chen Qisheng, Martial Order Shen Li, Yin Yang Order Zou Sijiu, and former Japanese Inuyama Castle Jinyiwei General Banner Xie Bian and Fan Wujiu."

The middle-aged official suddenly emphasized his tone: "The leader is none other than Li Jun, a former captain of the Jinyiwei of Inuyama Castle in the Japanese district, and a current member of the Tianque Army, and one of the four masters of the unique martial order."

"Li Jun."

Zhang Siyuan leaned over, pulled up a grass stem, and bit it on the corner of his mouth like a bohemian man.

"This person was involved in the events of the Liaodong Lu Clan, the Jinling Liu Clan, and the Moxu Central Branch."

The middle-aged official warned: "According to the cabinet's assessment, this person is very dangerous. Your Excellency must pay more attention to him."

"A very dangerous Sequence Four?"

Seeing the official's solemn expression, Zhang Siyuan smiled without commenting, "The Du Xing Wu Xu is indeed worthy of attention. Go on."

"On the third day of October, Li Jun killed the elder of Gezhao Mountain, the Taoist San Huangliangxian, Ge Jing, in Yuanzhou Prefecture, Jiangxi Province. On the same day."

"Wait a minute, is the quality of the cabinet's reports getting worse and worse, or did you miss something?"

Zhang Siyuan frowned, "Ge Jing is not an ordinary person, how can you decide his life or death with just one sentence?"

"According to your past habits, I have omitted some redundant information that does not affect the content of the incident."

"Can you tell me more about Ge Jing's situation?"

Zhang Siyuan asked: "How did he get surrounded?"

"There is nothing wrong with my report just now. Ge Jing was not killed by being surrounded. Instead, he was killed by Li Jun alone."

Zhang Siyuan was silent for a moment, then suddenly asked, "What rank did you say he was?"

"Four."

"How many martial arts did you temper?"

The official silently raised his hand and pointed with four fingers.

"So, he is the same as Su Ce when he was promoted to the third rank?"

Zhang Siyuan narrowed his eyes and spat out the grass stem in his mouth with a "Puh" sound: "Can this still be considered a fourth order?"

"He is the lone martial order."

"It is true that evil spirits emerge in troubled times."

Zhang Siyuan had a complicated expression and sighed to the sky.

As if he suddenly remembered something, he looked down at the retainer who had followed him for many years, frowned and asked: "So what did you omit?"

"Ge Jing died on the spot and was unable to escape."

Zhang Siyuan's expression froze, and he waved his hand unhappily: "Read on, read on."

"On the sixth day of October, Li Jun was surrounded by the two major gates, Gezhao and Longhu, in Nanchang City."

"Zhang Xilian, Zhang Xihong, and Zhang Xidao, who were sealed in the Heavenly Master's Mansion in Longhu Mountain, died in battle one after another. The great Heavenly Master Zhang Chongyuan appeared on the Heavenly Track Star 'Po Jun'. The Dean of the Xuantan Hall of the Heavenly Master's Mansion, Zhang Qingyu, suddenly went mad and lost his mind. He raised his sword to face the thunder tribulation and turned into ashes."

"After the thunder, half of Nanchang City was destroyed. The Longhu army was defeated, and Li Jun was injured, the severity of the injury was unknown. He provoked the elder of Gezao Mountain, Yi Kuidou, who turned around and left."

"On the same day, Chen Qisheng, the abandoned disciple of Longhu, woke up from the cave that was suspected to be the cave of Wudang disciple Zhao Yanlong. He led a fourth-grade melee auxiliary black armor army and broke into the gate of Longhu Mountain. The great Tianshi Zhang Chongyuan died and disappeared. The seat in the Baiyujing Immortal Class was taken over by Zhang Qingli, the supervisor of the Tianshi Mansion's Fazhuan Bureau."

"On the eighth day of the first lunar month, Mount Gezao demanded that Mount Longhu give a reasonable explanation for the 'Thunderbolt in Nanchang' incident, otherwise it would regard it as a malicious provocation and retaliate. Zhang Chongcheng, the Grand Heavenly Master of Mount Longhu, personally went to Mount Gezao to apologize, but was turned away."

"On the ninth day, the Taoist artifact 'Spiritual Treasure Wonderful Tree' owned by Ge Fenghuo, the head of Gezao Mountain, appeared on the top of Longhu Mountain, illuminating the sky day and night."

"Yesterday, Ge Fenghuo, the head of Mount Gezao, returned to Mount Gezao and immediately announced a retreat within the sect to practice 'harmony of the Dao'. On the same day, the head of Mount Mao announced that he would soon go to Mount Longhu in Guangxin Prefecture to demand an apology from Mount Longhu for the feud between the two sects."

"The cabinet has analyzed that Daoshu has fallen into civil strife and will be unable to interfere in the affairs of Fandi for a period of time. The inspection team can speed up the progress as appropriate."

Zhang Siyuan raised his hand and stroked his chin, and asked, "Has Lord Liu Jinxun read this court report?"

"seen it already."

"Any instructions?"

The middle-aged official shook his head and said, "My Lord, you only said two words. There is no rush."

"Not urgent."

Zhang Siyuan fell into deep thought after hearing this, and after a moment he continued to ask, "Is there anything else?"

“The last one.”

The middle-aged official's expression became solemn, and he said in a deep voice: "Today, Li Jun and others have entered the aboriginal territory."

"Why did he come to Fandi? Was it just for revenge?"

Zhang Siyuan frowned, his eyes looking down at the cattle and sheep that were getting farther and farther away.

"Come if you want. I have long wanted to meet this famous Wu Xu Xin Huo."

At the foot of the hill, her companions had already driven the cattle and sheep far away, and the girl was left behind alone. With no one around, she held the whip in her hand and finally dared to show sadness on her face.

"This year, the Gesang flowers are blooming, and this year, the barley is sprouting. Which family will be the one to give their fresh lives to the lamas in the mountains? Zhuoma, Tashi, where have you and your bride been? Have the long snow-capped mountains and plateaus blocked your eyes?"

"Hurry up, run, and see the scenery outside the snowy area. There no one will ask for your head, and no one will take your bride away."

"When you get there, remember to write home and tell your parents that there is still hope in this world."

The girl in the felt robe had tears in her eyes and she didn't notice that on the hillside, a young scholar in a long gown had memorized her soft singing.

(End of this chapter)