Han Hai Tang Ergui

Chengtian Liangzhou Mansion, Yongxun Palace, Wenhua Palace.

Lang Yi grabbed a Xizhou honeydew melon and gnawed it.

The Tubo women who came with her next to her saw that Lang Yi was gnawing, and immediately gnawed on the melons and fruits on the table, regardless of the solemn atmosphere in the hall.

The expression on Langjie Jiangcuo's face was extremely embarrassing. He was a little slow, but he couldn't stop his daughter Langyi's claws, which made the Wenhua Palace full of the sound of mice gnawing melons.

Lang Yi didn't care too much, the environment on the plateau was harsh, and the women were at the bottom of the life circle, so naturally they had to seize every opportunity to eat and store up more energy for themselves, otherwise how would they cope with the severe cold in winter.

"The Holy Son of Heaven has arrived!" A very beautiful singing sounded, followed by light footsteps.

Lang Yi only saw a strange black dress, and before he had time to look at his face, his head was slammed to the ground by his father Lang Jie Jiangcuo.

There were two bangs, one was the sound of Lang Yi hitting his forehead on the ground, and the other was the sound of the honeydew melon in his hand falling to the ground.

This groundhog-like Qingtang woman, even in severe pain, quickly reached out to grab the half of a honeydew melon that fell to the ground, and then stuffed it under the hem of her skirt to hide it.

This melon is so sweet, I will eat it up in a while!

"Minister and so on, pay homage to His Majesty the Great Emperor!"

His Majesty the Great Emperor, Zhang Tie tasted this word a little bit, Han people would not call their emperor that.

It seems that these Qingtang people still do not regard them as courtiers like the Han people. Perhaps in their hearts, Supreme Heaven is much more acceptable to them than Emperor Zhou.

The atmosphere also seemed a little awkward. Zhang Tie originally thought of a lot of excuses, but suddenly couldn't say anything.

Xishan Babu Qiang, Songpan 31 Dongdai, Dafeichuan six surnames, and other Qingtang people have been here for almost ten days.

In the past ten days, whether it was the guards in Jinyi, the Ministry of Rites, or the monks of the Six Dharma Sect, there was a distinctive feature in the messages sent back.

That is, there is an important prerequisite for them to accept the Six Dharma Schools and Zhang Ting's supreme status so quickly.

That is to say, these people regard Zhang Teng, who was born and raised in Shazhou, as part of the former Tubo Empire, or the Tubo cultural circle.

Otherwise, it would not be so easy for these people to accept a pure Tang in their eyes and become their god.

My Saint Zhang doesn’t know what it’s like. Could it be that God asked him to come, one of which is to give a final confession to the Tang and Tibetans who have been fighting for hundreds of years?

Drip!At this moment, a honeydew melon rolled to Zhang Ji's feet, and then a frightened floral skirt stretched out a hand, trying to catch the honeydew melon.

But soon her head was held down by another terrified and embarrassing Tubo man.

Zhang Tie was stunned for a second, and his thoughts jumped a few times like lightning, that's all!That's all!Fan thieves are fan thieves.

Compared with this false name, if Tang and Tibet can be integrated at this time, at least they can have the de facto colony of Tianzhu for hundreds of years.

There is also a place to throw the small mouths that will be produced by the population explosion in the next few hundred years.

Because at this time, apart from the Northeast, only Tianzhu can immigrate in large numbers.

In terms of livability, Tianzhu is far better than Southeast Asia, and in terms of the difficulty of ruling, Tianzhu is several orders of magnitude behind Hezhong and other places.

This is why Zhang Ting attached great importance to the Qingtang Plateau. If the Chinese dynasty wanted to maintain a strong deterrent force against Tianzhu and prevent them from resisting, it must rely on the Qingtang Plateau.

If you want to suck the blood of Tianzhu, if you send fewer troops, you will become like Zhenyuan, who has completely betrayed the country and advocates Bingzhong. It is too far to go to Tianzhu by temporarily forming a large army from other places, and the gain will not be worth the loss.

Only the Qingtang Plateau, located on the top of the mountain, overlooks the Tianzhu Great Plain. It only needs to gather thousands or even hundreds of people, and after a little adaptation, they can quickly dive to the Ganges Plain through a few warm and humid mountain passes.

Whoever refuses to accept it will be beaten by the Qingtang warriors!

Give some benefits after the fight, let them go back to the plateau, keep this habit of going south, and next time someone makes trouble, just copy it once according to the usual practice.

In this way, although it is impossible to actually control it, it is completely possible to get a group of people to become masters, combined with the prosperity of the Maritime Silk Road in the future, to "draw blood" from Tianzhu.

Thinking of this, Zhang Tie lowered his head and picked up the half honeydew melon. The Heluoya dialect he often spoke in his mouth was also transformed into Hexi Mandarin with a lot of Tubo vocabulary.

"Whose woman is this, she looks good enough to give birth!"

Zhang Ting threw the honeydew melon to the waiter behind him, and while speaking, he pulled up Lang Yi, whose head was on the ground, with his left hand, and touched the Tubo woman's waist with his right hand.

As expected, it was very strong, and it was not so soft in the hand. Instead, one could feel a strange sense of strength, as if holding a raging fire of life.

If they were in Han, doing this would definitely embarrass everyone.

The woman will think that the emperor is not very respectful, and the rest will think that the emperor is too frivolous.

But for the Qingtang people, the speed is just right.

The rhythm immediately came to the familiar atmosphere of Qingtang Tubo, Qiang people, etc., and the little embarrassment just now disappeared immediately.

Lang Yi was very pleasantly surprised. She had heard from many people that the emperor's house in the Central Plains had a lot of rules, but she didn't expect to hear the language she was familiar with when she came here. The behavior of the emperor seemed to show that there were not so many headaches here. rules.

Immediately, the Tubo woman shook her waist triumphantly, her feet didn't move, she was in Zhang Tie's grasp, and she twisted out her enchanting like a water snake with her waist strength alone.

This small Qingtang motor is very powerful!
"Your Majesty the Emperor, Lang Yi is very strong. The girls in Songpan are no match for Nu. Grandma said that Nu will give birth to ten healthy sons in the future!"

Zhang Tie laughed loudly, let go of Lang Yi, and let her continue to prostrate herself on the ground.

"That would be great, God also told me that I will have 99 sons in the future!"

Seeing that Lang Yi was praised by the emperor, a group of beauties from various families of Tubo who followed immediately rushed out, standing on both sides doing dances, desperately showing their beauty and strength.

Zhang Ting didn't pretend anymore, he ordered his servants to hold the big wine urn, and first walked up to Su Shangzhi, the chief of the Eight Tribes of Xishan, and filled a large bowl of wine for him with his own hands.

"I have recommended Dorje Jinzhu to the Bodhisattva of Obstacle Elimination to listen to the Dharma and practice virtue. Soon the Buddha's benevolence will come to you and the eight tribes."

Su Shangzhi knelt down on one knee, took the wine bowl with both hands, and drank it down in one gulp.

"Xishan Babu will always be the most devout believer of the Supreme Heaven. This is the guidance of the Buddha and the long-cherished wish of Duoji Jinzhu!"

Zhang Ting nodded, stuck a little wine in the wine urn with his hand, and then flicked him on top of Su Shangzhi and the other six heads. The wet wine was like night pearls on their thick hair.

Then Zhang Ke poured another six bowls of wine and gave them to the other six chiefs, who thanked them one by one.

"Langjie Jiangcuo, I see that there are generals shining in the sky of Songpan Mansion, and there will be a hero here in the future. Remember, recommend more talents from Songpan Mansion to serve me."

The hero in Zhang Tie's mouth should be Pan Luozhi, who has been born or is about to be born now, and who has shined brilliantly in history.

But to Langjie Jiangcuo's ears, the emperor liked Langyi very much and was willing to give them, the local tyrants of Songpan Mansion, a chance to make meritorious deeds.

He kowtowed to the ground and thanked him, "The man from Songpan Mansion will definitely become the most heroic and loyal eagle dog in the Supreme Heaven."

Lun Jingxu was wearing the long gown that Tubo people often wear, while his son Lun Boren behind him was wearing a silver-white round-neck gown, exactly like the Tang people.

"The minister discusses Jingxu, discusses Boren, and meets the saint!"

The family members of Lun were still very clear-headed, knowing that the etiquette of the Han people came to visit Zhang Tie. In reality, the six surnames of Dafeichuan led by Lunjia could already be regarded as a part of Longyou.

Because the tribes of Shanzhou in the Hehuang Valley were absorbed by Zhang Tie long ago and became Han people in Longyou. Not a lot.

They are not as far away from Zhang Ting's ruling core as Songpan and Xishan Babu, so naturally they need to be more knowledgeable.

At the same time, for bringing the Six Dharma Schools to the plateau, we even have to continue to advance troops to make the Zanpumen of the Lhasa royal family and even the Guge royal family surrender.

Zhang Tie definitely can't directly participate in these matters, and Zhou Jun can't go to the plateau at this stage, so he still needs a courtier who can be used.

Theorists are just the most suitable choice.

After hearing that Lun Boren's father had changed his name to Lun Jingxu, Zhang Ting knew that they had already passed the ranking with their relatives who stayed in Han.

Because the Wannian magistrate of Jingzhao Chang'an Prefecture under Zhang Ting's command is called Lun Jingli, who is the patriarch of the Lun family in Han.

Picking up the wine glass, Zhang Tie took the initiative to invite the father and son of the commentators to drink, "In the past, the king of Bachuan Zhongjun entered the Han Dynasty with [-] horsemen to appease the frontier fortress.

During the Dazhong period, Erzu served the country bravely and returned to Dafeichuan on his own initiative, which made great contributions.

The commentator became the prime minister of Zanpu, the noble family of Tubo, the county king of the Tang Dynasty, and a wealthy family in Han.

Now I would like to bridge the hundreds of years of struggle between the Tang and Tibetan clans and unite to the outside world. The Lun family should hold high this great banner for me! "

Lun Jingxu, Lun Rinpo and his son were overjoyed when they heard the words, knowing that Zhang Tie was entrusting him with a major task.

And they had already been prepared. If Zhang Ting was a Han Chinese with a bit of Tubo color and could quickly be recognized by the Qingtang tribes, their theorists would be the real giants of Tang and Tubo.

As far as today's situation is concerned, the Theorists are the most representative family that combines Tang and Tibet.

"My father and son go through fire and water, but also want to spread His Majesty's sages and benevolence to the whole of Tubo!"

Zhang Tie nodded with a smile, then turned his head and held up the big wine bowl as a gesture of invitation to the rest of the tribe.

"From today onwards, Qingtang and Handi are one family. How about the Six Dharma Schools depends on whether you are pious or not."

As soon as this remark came out, all the chieftains bowed down on the ground, then stood up and applauded loudly, and drank Zhang Tie's invitation together.

After the clamor subsided, Lun Jingxu took the initiative to get up and took the hands of Su Shangzhi and Langjie Jiangcuo to Zhang Ting and begged, "Please let the three of us dance for the saint!"

Lun Jingxu used a sage this time, which proved that he is quite capable. Among these people, anyone can advocate the supreme, but he must use a sage.

Giving thanks by dancing is not a habit of the Tang people, but the Tubo people also have it.

In other words, their dancing habits were learned from Tang people.

Especially when Emperor Muzong of the Tang Dynasty celebrated the alliance, the envoys of the Tang court ordered people to be more present, and after performing the Qin King's broken formation dance in Zanpu's summer palace, Tubo also began to widely popularize dances to thank the king.

Of course Zhang Ting will allow it, this is the most important ceremony in this meeting.

Right now, in the Wenhua Palace, the servants opened the tables and chairs to make enough space, and the leaders of the ministries brought in the dancing utensils.

The crisp Tubo-style drums sounded, and the daughters of the chiefs of various ministries played first, a total of 16 people.

After they came out, they gave a soft shout, and they all took off their skirts, wearing only a pair of shorts, revealing their shiny and strong thighs.

Then he wore a cloak made of various colored feathers, covered his body with precious gem ornaments, and held red, yellow, pink, and purple flowers in his hand. His movements were sometimes enchanting and sometimes soft.

This is the main form of women's dance in Qingtang at this time. It is also recorded in the "Wang Tongji" written by Suonan Jianzan, an eminent monk in Qingtang and a great writer in the late Yuan Dynasty. It is called Qinghai-Tibet Peacock Dance.

After the girls danced, it was the men's turn to play.

The tribal chiefs wear masks depicting lions, yaks, tigers and other ferocious beasts, and hold yak tails.

The attendants in the hall use huge hammers to beat the Tiangu drums, accompanied by pipa and cymbals. The chiefs of the tribes bare their chests, dance with the drum music, and make roars imitating yaks, lions, tigers and other ferocious animals.

There must be no snow leopards. Although this thing can barely be regarded as a beast, its sound is too low.

This is called yak dance, snow lion dance, etc. After the chiefs of the tribes finished dancing, they immediately shouted long live.

At this time, I, Zhang Shengren, also took off my outer robe, revealing my close-fitting clothes, holding the Jiegu, which is the drum that Li Longji held in his hand when he was dancing with An Lushan in the legend of the cat demon.

It is said that Li Longji is very good at Jiegu, and I, Zhang Shengren, are not bad either.

Because his aunt, Empress Dowager Ciyou, was very good at it, and had someone bring sheet music and musicians to Zhang Ting. In addition to being famous for singing Buddhist scriptures in the past, this physical body was also famous for its Jiegu.

This was the only thing he could entertain in the past.

Seeing Zhang Shengren's end, the women gathered around him and continued to do the peacock dance. The men withdrew to the outside and continued to imitate lions and tigers. They also continued to learn the sounds of ferocious animals.

Zhang Shengren spun fast while beating the jiegu drum, and his drum skills and dancing posture are really kung fu.

When everyone was dancing and sweating, the drums and music stopped, and the leaders of the tribes bowed down again, shouting long live three times!

At this time, the atmosphere was quite warm, and the shouts of long live were even more sincere.

Zhang Tie finally understood why worship dance was popular in the Tang Dynasty. It is true that dancing can bring people closer together.

Just like in later generations, a newcomer who just joined the company still has some status, but if he sings a song with his colleagues and leaders at KTV, the relationship will become harmonious in an instant.

After the dance and dance, Zhang Ting and the leaders of all the tribes went back and changed their clothes, and Zhang Ting then began to throw coins.

He selected six beauties from various tribes, and bestowed robes, gold and silver, porcelain, jade plaques, goldfish bags, etc. on the chiefs of the tribes.

At this time, just arrived in Shenzheng, that is, at four o'clock in the afternoon, it was time to eat, and Zhang Tie ordered the Shangshi Bureau to start preparing for the banquet.

Almost at the same time, as soon as the hourglass reached Shenzheng time, starting from Dayun Temple, Kumarajiva Temple, Baita Temple, Haizang Temple, Guanyin Temple and other temples collectively began to ring the bells, and the long bells echoed throughout the city.

In Yongxun Palace in the imperial city, Yanshou Temple is where Zhang Ting's aunt, Empress Dowager Ciyou and birth mother, Empress Dowager Cisheng, pray for blessings.The bells of Zhaoming Temple, which commemorates the return of Hexi 28 Zhong and commemorates the heroes who died in the war, also began to ring.

The monks from the Qingtang Plateau who came with the heads of the various tribes sang the "Supreme Sutra of Great Wisdom and Disaster Relief" in a group, wearing khaki monk robes with bare right arms and holding drums, amidst bursts of Sanskrit sounds.

Zhang Tie sits cross-legged in the middle of the hall, beating a wooden fish with one hand and spinning a drum with the other.

The leaders of all the ministries knelt down on the spot, punched their heads on the ground, made a gesture of prostration, and chanted the scriptures in their mouths.

This time, not only Xishan Babu, Songpan 31 Dongdai and Dafeichuan six surnames came, but also a considerable number of monks who survived in Qingtang.

They were all ordered by the Buddha to come down the mountain to 'advanced studies'. For this reason, Zhang Tie specially opened Buddhist classes for them in temples such as Dayun Temple and Kumarajiva Temple.

There is one principle here for the leaders of the tribes, and another principle for these monks plus the teaching monks of the Six Dharma Schools. If you have both principles, then everything will be beneficial.

. . . .

At the time when the Buddhist music was playing in Chengtian Liangzhou Mansion, all places in Hexi and Longyou were mobilized.

Zhang Ting saw a problem from the tiger hunting warriors Li Zun and Fan Changgong. Originally, he didn't want to ruthlessly mobilize too much force in Longyou, Hexi, for fear of causing a shortage of labor.

But now it seems that it doesn't work if you don't ruthlessly withdraw the transfer. If you don't ruthlessly withdraw the transfer, people like Li Zun and Fan Changgong have nowhere to display their martial arts.

To solve the problem of small-scale tyrants in Longyou, Hexi, we must be ruthless and mobilize force from it, as long as we don't use up the water like my Qing Dynasty mobilized the Saurons.

In Zendan Town, Li Cunhui was riding on a tall horse, looking seriously at the thousands of warriors in front of him.

"Sage's decree! Where father and son are together in the army, the father will stay with the son, and if the brother is with him, the brother will stay with the younger brother. Those who are the only child in the family and have no sons under the age of 12 must also return to their hometowns.

For the rest, the Shanghu soldiers prepared their own armor, weapons, and horses, and the Zhonghu soldiers prepared their own weapons and horses. After five days, they sent troops outside the Great Wall! "