Red Tang

Sometimes, listening to an eccentric and mysterious person say something difficult to understand can be quite a head-scratching thing.But there is one point that many young people understand. They are Tang people, and they don't need to bow their noble heads to any foreign race.

After such a toss, all the teenagers lost interest in eating.Faced with a large plate of red and bright spicy grilled spicy food, no one wants to move their chopsticks more.After a hasty lunch, Li Kuo and his party left the tavern and came to Jianfu Temple.

As the flow of people moved, after a while, everyone came to the front of the Daxiong Palace.At this time, there was probably an eminent monk teaching Buddhism, and several circles of human walls had been surrounded inside and outside.Li Kuo managed to squeeze through a space, and stood on tiptoe to explore the universe.

Sitting cross-legged on the base of the platform in the middle is a Tubo Buddhist monk in a red cassock, with a wide forehead and thick ears, quite rich.I saw him holding a flower with one hand, and he was teaching Buddhism to the believers.

"My Buddha is merciful and merciful to all living beings in the world. Anyone who believes in this religion can enter the sacred place of Shambhala after death, and taste endless wine and meat. As for this, it is very simple to join the religion. You only need to pay five buckets of gold Rice, (Note 1) dipped in water and applied on the cheeks, you can become a believer of this religion." The words of the Buddhist monk seemed to be very contagious, and the audience whispered and chatted, and the expressionless cheeks gradually Show joy.

"What kind of Laoshizi's essence is this? How can a monk persuade people to drink alcohol and eat meat!" Zhang Yanji muttered in a low voice. In his opinion, the teachings preached by the Tubo demon monk make no sense whether it is from Confucianism or Buddhism. , It is simply a mistake.

"In the far west, on the top of the snow mountain, at the end of the world, you can see the holy place of lotus - Shambhala. There is no distinction between high and low, no poverty, no hunger, no war. ..." The red monk's lips opened and closed, and very seductive words kept coming out of them.

"They are actually doing demagoguery quietly and openly in my Buddhist sect of the Tang Dynasty. Don't tell me that the Jingzhao Mansion doesn't care about it!" Zhou Wuzui couldn't stand it any longer, clenched his fists, and stared straight at the person on the stage. "Monk".

"You have to remember that the teachings I teach can be summed up in the six-character mantra." The red monk shook his cassock and chanted loudly: "Om-ma-nea-ba-me-hum." (Note 2)

This proverb seemed to have magical powers, and all the believers knelt down to the Buddhist monks after hearing it.For a while, the dust was billowing, and tears were flowing.

"Well, why are they so spineless!" Li Kuo gritted his teeth and said bitterly.In his view, a man grows up in the world, worships the king of heaven and earth, and bows down to his parents and elders.Other than that, nothing can bring a man to his knees.This monstrous monk actually made the people of the Tang Dynasty kneel down and worship, which is really humiliating.

"Om-ma-nee-ba-me-hum."

"Om-ma-nee-ba-me-hum..."

All the believers chanted along with the red cassock Buddhist monk. Several tones were mixed together in a chaotic manner, which made people feel bored and depressed.

The red cassock Buddhist monk's speech speed became faster and faster, and the intonation became more and more obvious. The ancient Sanskrit sound seemed to come from Shambhala, penetrated from Xinke's spiritual bone, passed through the snow-capped mountains and the sea of ​​air, and poured straight into it. The whole body meridians.

"Those who believe in my Buddha will have eternal life. Those who go against my Buddha will go to hell. Those who believe in my Buddha will have eternal life. Those who go against my Buddha will go to hell..."

The atmosphere at the scene was already boiling, and those Xinkes were almost in a trance, shaking their heads and chanting scriptures silently.

"Brother Kuoer, what are you waiting for! Let me go up and kill that demon monk!" Zhang Yanji couldn't stand it any longer. As a Tang native, he couldn't tolerate his compatriots being used wantonly. He wanted to use the sword in his hand to defend Tang Ren's dignity.

"Wait a little longer!" Grabbing his friend's sleeve, Li Kuo said with a wry smile, "Let them bewitch us, we are worrying about not having any clues now. Since the fish took the bait, why don't we take the line happily?"

...

It was night and the weather was very cold.The seven men in black rushed along the foot of the imperial wall without making a sound.They obtained the architectural drawings of the imperial city in advance, so they could easily pass through the narrow alleys and climb over the high walls.In their view, the patrolling Jinwu guards are like scarecrows, posing no threat to them.

Speeding all the way, avoiding two groups of patrolling guards, the seven men in black stopped in front of a locust tree ten steps in front of Honglu Temple (Note 3) in the imperial city.The leader nodded lightly, and everyone took out a one-foot-long short bamboo tube from their bodies.

"秫! 秫!" The silver needles were blown out one after another, and shot into the necks of the guarding soldiers.Before the poor guard could make a sound, he became a fool and fell silently.

The leader waved his arm, and everyone rushed to the door very skillfully.Perhaps because they were afraid of alarming the other guards, they did not push the door open, but leaped lightly, climbed over the wall like monkeys, and landed firmly in the outer courtyard of Honglu Temple.

Nighttime is the best cover, and this time is the easiest time of the night to fall asleep.The people in black didn't delay too much, but went straight to Anya Hall where the second prince of Tubo lived.

Anya Hall is not too far from the main entrance of Honglu Temple, and everyone took a shortcut.So after only half a cup of tea, they came to Anya Hall.He dipped his fingers in spittle and poked a few holes in the pulp paper window, and the gun barrels penetrated into the house.The fragrance of the Western Regions scattered into the room along the barrel of the gun. After a while, the guard on duty lost consciousness and passed out on the ground.

The leader in black waved his hand, and everyone pulled out their scimitars and rushed in.They have only one target, Luzanxi, the second prince of Tubo.The killers rushed to Lu Zanxi's dome tent, slashed down with machetes, and chopped Lu Zanxi and his concubine Xiaoya into meat paste.

Simple and neat.Never cut more than one knife, never waste a second.

After completing the task, under the urging of the leader, everyone rushed out and hid in the night.

The moonlight spilled in, illuminating a line of large characters on the ground in front of the bed:

"Luoshu is alive, the Central Plains is calamity; the Buddha breaks his fast, and the two capitals fall. Five buckets of rice go into Shambhala, and the flames burn melons, Liangshan and rivers change!"

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Note 1: Wudoumi: Wudoumi Religion (Tianshi Dao) is an important school of early Taoism.Regarding its origin, there are two views in academic circles: Traditionally, it is believed that Wudou Rice Cult was founded by Zhang Ling in AD 126-144 (during the time of Emperor Shun of the Eastern Han Dynasty) in Heming Mountain, Sichuan; but contemporary scholars mostly believe that Wudou Rice Cult is actually It was founded in Hanzhong by Zhang Xiu before 184 AD (the first year of Zhongping, Emperor Ling of the Eastern Han Dynasty).Here, the five buckets of rice should be one of the above-mentioned branches, and it is good for everyone to see.

Note 3: Honglu Temple: The Honglu Temple established in the Tang Dynasty was a place to receive foreign distinguished guests, which is equivalent to the current high-end zheng fu guest house.At the height of the Tang Dynasty, countless Lite people, Persians, Silla people, and Dongying people finally settled in Chang'an.And there is even an example of the Persian prince staying in Chang'an throughout his life.For these nobles, they should live in Honglu Temple.Now that I think about it, the regulations on how to treat foreign guests in ancient times were so high that I want to wear it back.

ps: Looking at the pressure behind me, I had the audacity to beg for a ticket.

Liuyun has been writing books for so long, and he really relies on perseverance.I have a fever of [-] degrees, and I don’t ask for leave if I have allergies all over the body. Please give me some strength.