Tang Dynasty: The poisonous scholar in the Eastern Palace, please abdicate and let the wise one take

Chapter 479 asks you to criticize Tibetan Lamas, and you write ghost stories?
Woohoo.

The train roared as it raced through Hu County.

Because the area was blocked, many people in Hu County, although they heard the strange sound, did not know what had happened in this enclosed area.

Some are curious, some are confused.

Various speculations spread quickly among the people.

"I heard that in the enclosure over in Hu County, there were bursts of whimpering sounds coming from time to time, like ghosts shouting!"

"No, no, that humming sound is extremely loud and can be heard clearly from a long distance away. It shouldn't be a ghost shouting, but more like a monster crying."

"Nonsense, how can ghosts and monsters be born in our country with clean politics and peaceful rivers and seas?"

"They say the country will be in chaos and full of evildoers. Could it be that our dynasty is going to be in chaos?"

hiss!
In an instant, the people who were talking around all looked at the man who said that going abroad would cause chaos, and they all distanced themselves from him.

What a joke!

Now that the Tang Dynasty is peaceful and prosperous, you say it is going to be in chaos?

This is not the way you want to die.

They have to stay away from him to avoid being covered in blood when this person dies!

Su Chen was immediately happy when he heard the news.

How could that humming sound be from ghosts or monsters? It was clearly the loud horn of a train.

but.

Feng Baojun's actions are also very quick.

It has only been a short time since we moved there, but the progress of the train has been constantly improving.

Judging from the information brought by Sun Qiang, Feng Baojun and his team should be testing the train.

I just don't know what stage they have reached.

"Sun Qiang, prepare the car and go to the newspaper office."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

Generally speaking, there won't be any problems with Feng Baojun.

As long as they continue with their current progress, I believe it won’t be long before there is a train running from Huxian to Chang’an City.

What needs to be done now is the "civil rights liberation" of Tubo.

of course.

This civil rights liberation is Su Chen’s self-identification.

When they arrived at the newspaper office, Xu Qizhuang and others were busy, especially Jiang Yang, who was covered in ink.

He didn't notice Su Chen's arrival at all.

As he got closer, Su Chen's eyes were immediately attracted by Jiang Yang's paintings.

on the screen.

A group of monks shaped like trumpets were cracking bones and eating marrow.

As for the ones who were exploited by these lamas, they were naturally the so-called common people. Of course, there were also many powerful people among these common people!

The reason for saying this is that Jiang Yang made clear distinctions when sketching these people.

Ordinary people dressed simply, and some even didn't have ready-made clothes. But it was very different for the powerful and wealthy. Not only was each of them dressed in bright and beautiful clothes, they also had many maids to serve them.

Looking at Jiang Yang's painting, it does not seem to be a page of a newspaper, but a continuous reading material in the form of a collection of stories.

call.

Jiang Yang shook his sore arms and touched his chin with great satisfaction. This is what it tasted like.

"The Tibetan lamas relied on the authority of the Zamp and exploited the Tibetan people and the dignitaries, oppressing all living beings."

"Pairing such a painting with the story of Xu Qizhuang will definitely have an unexpected effect."

"It's wonderful."

As Jiang Yang was shaking his head and admiring himself, he found that the surroundings were very quiet.

Something is not normal.

At this time in the past, the newspaper office was always in chaos, with all kinds of noises constantly heard.

Why is it so quiet today?
When he picked up the teacup and prepared to go out to take a look, he found Su Chen standing behind him, looking at him quietly.

"Your Majesty?"

"When did the prince come?"

Jiang Yang was so startled that the teacup in his hand almost fell to the ground.

Su Chen smiled and waved his hand, pointing at Jiang Yang's painting and said, "It's a good painting."

Jiang Yang chuckled, "Thank you, Lord Liao, but I just did it casually."

Su Chen looked at Jiang Yang, who was not without humility, and nodded, "Are you planning to write a story about Tubo and spread it out?"

Jiang Yang nodded: "That's Xu Qizhuang's plan, but before writing a complete story, we have to write a few short essays first."

"Where's Xu Qizhuang?"

"You should stay in seclusion up there."

"Retreat?"

"Correct."

Jiang Yang smiled and said, "Every time he writes a short essay, he will lock himself in the room and tell us that he wants to work in seclusion. I wonder how his work is going now."

"Let's go over and have a look."

"it is good."

Come to the second floor.

There was indeed a sign hanging outside Xu Qizhuang's office.

I am in seclusion and creating. Please do not disturb me.

It's quite interesting.

Jiang Yang went forward and knocked on the door. "Xu Qizhuang, how is your creation going?"

"It's annoying, leave me alone!"

Xu Qizhuang's irritable voice came from the room. Jiang Yang turned around and looked at Su Chen and shrugged, "Well, he is just like that. He doesn't like others to disturb him when he is creating."

After explaining, Jiang Yang said to Xu Qizhuang in the room, "The prince is here, why don't you open the door?"

Ding Deng Deng.

The door was opened.

"Why didn't you say so earlier?" Xu Qizhuang glared at Jiang Yang and said with a smile, "When did Brother Su come?"

"Just arrived."

Su Chen smiled and said, "I heard from Jiang Yang that you were creating something, so I came to see you."

"Come on, come on, come in and talk."

Xu Qizhuang smiled and pulled Su Chen and the other person into the room.

On the desk.

There were some papers scattered around in a mess, with many words and scribbles on them.

I think these are all created by Xu Qizhuang, but looking at his condition, he seems to be not satisfied with the contents, so he put them aside.

"What, are you in trouble?"

"That's not true."

Xu Qizhuang shook his head. “It’s just that writing about these supernatural things makes me a little scared.”

Both Su Chen and Jiang Yang showed surprise on their faces.

"Gods and ghosts?"

Jiang Yang curiously poked his head in and looked at the story Xu Qizhuang was creating. "What's so weird about it? Let me take a look."

"Heaven has its own way, man has his own way, and ghosts have their own way."

"The Way of Heaven is to reduce the excess and replenish the deficiency. The Way of Man is to reduce the deficiency and replenish the excess. The Way of Ghosts is to consume the energy of others and replenish oneself..."

"When a person dies unjustly, he or she will have a bad temper hidden in his or her heart that is difficult to spit out, and thus he or she will become an evil ghost."

"There is a man who is good at catching ghosts, his name is Lama."

Jiang Yang looked at Xu Qizhuang, who was shaking his head, strangely, and then looked at the article on the paper.

The lama is actually a ghost catcher and ghost suppressor. He uses the king's power as a supplement and is concerned with profit. He suppresses those who died unjustly and sends them to an endless hell, where they suffer day and night...

"No, you..."

Jiang Yang scratched his head. "I asked you to criticize Tibetan Lama, but you wrote ghost stories?"

Xu Qizhuang: "You know shit."

"If you don't write from this perspective, how can you attract readers?"

"Think about it carefully. If the lama is a ghost catcher, and he catches wronged souls, what would others think when they see him?"

"This is a group of evil lamas!"

"But this group of lamas has a very high status in Tubo. Why is this so?"

"Isn't it because Songtsen Gampo is the chief of the evil lamas?"

"Songtsen Gampo, the chief of the evil, enslaved the people under his rule under the guise of a ghost-catching lama, and ignored those who died unjustly. Who would be inclined to favor him?"

Jiang Yang suddenly realized, "So this is the truth."

If lamas are defined as evil beings, why do they have such a high status in Tubo?
Of course, it was because Songtsen Gampo, the king, admired them.

As the king of a country, he is not kind and instead likes to associate with evil. So is he a good person?
Of course not.

Su Chen took a sip of tea with a smile. Well, Xu Qizhuang has now mastered the basic elements of novel writing.

Regardless of whether it is right or not, first define Songtsen Gampo and the Lama as unforgivable villains.

Now that the big villain has appeared, it is natural for a savior to appear.

"You don't think that Bian Ji or Bai Lang are the saviors, do you?"

"Correct!"

Xu Qizhuang clapped his hands and laughed, "That's it."

"Once this story spreads, it will definitely attract a lot of discussion, especially among the Tibetans."

"They will feel that this is vilifying Songtsen Gampo and the lamas!"

"But the more this happens, the more they discuss it, and the louder it gets, so the more it spreads."

“Isn’t that it?”

Su Chen nodded, "It's indeed a good idea."

If the king of a country becomes the villain in the story, then the people under his rule will naturally not be happy when they hear about it.

But the more this happens, the more talk and discussion there are, and the more widely it spreads.

just.

Su Chen knocked on the table and asked, "If you do this, have you considered the situation of Bian Ji and the others?"

Xu Qizhuang: "I've considered it. They will be in danger."

"But, Brother Su, there is no such thing as doing anything without risk. Even drinking water or eating could cause death."

"A little risk is nothing compared to the high returns."

Su Chen pondered and shook his head, "Hide Bai Lang and the others, don't let them get into danger."

"Ok?"

Xu Qizhuang was stunned for a moment, "What about Monk Bianji?"

"No one cares whether he lives or dies."

Su Chen smiled and said, "Or, if he died in Tubo because of this, Your Majesty would thank you."

Xu Qizhuang: “???”

"so……"

"Is this considered a good thing?"

"It's a pleasant surprise."

Su Chen smiled.

Although this was a risky test for Bian Ji, when the Tibetan people and lamas began to target Bian Ji, it indirectly showed that many Tibetans had believed the content of the story!

Isn’t this a win-win situation?
"Okay, okay, then I'll release the first version of the story right away."

Xu Qizhuang laughed, "Originally I thought Brother Su would not agree, so I was planning to make a second edition, but now I'm in trouble."

“Just do it boldly.”

Su Chen smiled and nodded, "In the daily newspapers, while publishing continuous stories, you can also create a series of short stories about them."

"For example, Songtsen Gampo is some kind of evil ghost, a demon or some heretic."

"The so-called wise leader is just an illusion he plays."

"In short, throw the dirty water on them!"

(End of this chapter)