Chapter 61: The Great Lama of Mozhigen

"It's hard to see you, Wen Yushan has worked hard for a long time but hasn't found a chance, besides, isn't it too imprudent for you to come and talk to me like this."

"I am the biggest in this group of lamas, do you think there is a problem? It's you, surrounded by real Jiannu, if I didn't know you too well, I would have thought that you had taken refuge in Jiannu. ”

Han Lingshan also shrugged his shoulders and said, "I'm also their boss. ”

Sun Guoxin pressed his palm on Han Lingshan's head and said, "Do the five-body bow!" ”

"What?"

"The Guru blesses you, and you have to perform the five-body prostration."

Han Lingshan immediately lay on the ground, not daring to bow down to the five-body bow.

Sun Guoxin said in a low voice: "Come to the Imperial Temple tomorrow evening to look for me, what is your identity now?" ”

"The flag with the blue flag is Su Hetai!"

"Got it."

After speaking, he continued to hold the bowl and led the group of lamas into Shengjing City.

Han Lingshan dusted off the snow foam on his body, and looked at Sun Guoxin who was far away with a happy face, worthy of being a famous god stick in Yushan Academy, and he had become a red-clothed lama in three years.

Agu came to Han Lingshan's side in awe and said, "What did the master say?" ”

Han Lingshan said happily: "The master said that I have great wealth. ”

Agu Huanxi clenched his fist and slammed it on the palm of his other hand and said, "I know." ”

Han Lingshan said: "Enter the city!" ”

Agu shouted loudly to the other Jianzhou people: "The master said that Su Hetai will be a noble person in the future!" ”

The rest of the Jianzhou people also showed excitement on their faces, shouting for the carriage, and followed Su Hetai, who was striding forward, towards Shengjing City.

Everyone else was inspecting the waist card, Han Lingshan laughed and threw over a handful of broken gold, and hugged the shoulder of the Jianzhou city gate official who was guarding the gate and said loudly: "Congratulations to me, brother, the master said that I will become a nobleman." ”

The city gate official also had a look of envy, he saw this scene clearly just now, and also hugged Han Lingshan and congratulated loudly, as for the inspection of the waist card, it was naturally forgotten by everyone.

After entering the city, Han Lingshan saw Sun Guoxin surrounded by a group of ragged children along the street, and every time he went to a store or house, someone had already knelt on the ground with food and waited for alms to Sun Guoxin.

Sun Guoxin thanked people very sincerely every time, and reached out a hand to touch the top of their heads.

He doesn't want it from every family, as long as these little beggars see which family's food is good, he will be surrounded by the little beggars to go to that family, and those who have the opportunity to give alms to Sun Guoxin are all proud, and those who don't have the opportunity to give alms are often depressed.

It didn't take much effort, Sun Guoxin's bowl was full of food, he poured the food in the bowl on a clean stone slab that had been cleaned by the little beggars with snow a long time ago, and let these children take food, there were more beggars today, he stood aside with a smile and watched, and passers-by could even hear the sound of his hunger and thunder.

Someone brought a steaming meal, Sun Guoxin just smiled and thanked him, politely refused, didn't eat a bite, grabbed some snow and kneaded it into a ball in a bowl, and then swallowed it one bite at a time......

He didn't shout anything 'My Buddha is compassionate,' but his white face, warm smile, and pure, clear, and far-reaching eyes that can contain all things are full of the deepest compassion.

After swallowing the white snowballs, he went to another bluestone slab that had been cleaned by the children, sat down cross-legged, and whispered the scriptures to the rising sun that had just crossed the city wall.

From time to time, a lama came to the edge of this bluestone slab, and one of them sat around him in the snow, and with little effort, the voice of chanting became majestic, and they seemed to be very skillful, and the chanting of the scriptures in unison could actually bring out Sun Guoxin's not loud voice, and then make people feel that even if the heavens and the earth change, the torrential rain can not cover Sun Guoxin's voice.

When the Buddha chanted, the pedestrians on the road seemed to have been immobilized, and they hugged their hands together in front of their chests, pious as if they were good people of the tenth world.

Even the guys like Agu, who have killed countless people, are the same.

"This shitty day actually did it."

Han Lingshan shouted frantically in his heart......

At the beginning, the county lord just said that if we want to make the snow-capped mountains and grasslands surrender, we must have our own religious spokesperson, and this religious spokesperson cannot be held up by us, but should sprout independently from the snow-capped mountains and grasslands.

It would have been an impossible task...... Now it looks like this guy is germinating very well!!

At the end of the chanting, there was a fierce Jianzhou warrior who carried a plate of gold in front of Sun Guoxin.

Sun Guoxin carefully inspected each ingot of gold, and would even hold the gold ingot facing the sun to check the gold's composition.

A plate of twelve ingots of gold, he only took nine ingots, pushed the rest of the gold to the warrior and said, "Tell the prince that these three ingots of gold are not enough." ”

The military attaché's huge body trembled and looked at Sun Guoxin with pleading eyes.

Sun Guoxin sighed deeply and said: "Offering to the Buddha with sincerity ......"

After that, he cut his finger with a knife and dripped nine drops of blood on the remaining three ingots of gold, and when the blood was condensed and solidified on the gold, forming nine crystalline blood beads, he put away the three ingots of gold again, and walked away with his hands behind his back.

The sound of the military attache kowtowing was crisp and audible......

"Living Buddha—"

Since seeing Sun Guoxin again, Agu's knees have not stood up straight, and his fanatical eyes have been falling on Sun Guoxin's body, Han Lingshan even believes that if Sun Guoxin orders Agu to kill him Han Lingshan at this time, it is estimated that this bastard will definitely carry it out.

"Take fake gold to deceive Lama Mozhigen, you will do it!"

A fierce Jianzhou Gege pointed to the military attache who was still kneeling on the ground and rebuked loudly.

The military attache knelt on the ground and was silent.

"That is, I met Lama Mo Rigen, who is willing to prick blood and make insufficient offerings, so you will be beheaded by the prince today."

More and more people blamed the military attaché, and the military attache knelt on the ground like that, and everyone spat and did not return the favor.

Han Lingshan walked past the military attache with the caravan refreshed and went to an inn called 'Laoshan Wozi'.

At this time, the Shengjing City, in the eyes of Han Lingshan, is not as grand as the Beijing Division, nor as thick as the Xi'an City, and not as prosperous as the Nanjing City, and there are only a few wooden buildings standing in the city in a big city.

But think about it, high-rise buildings are built here, and in winter, the upstairs is so cold that it can't keep people.

Therefore, it is still the "old mountain nest" house made of wood and mud thatch, which is warmer.

In Shengjing City in winter, naturally there is no large number of caravans that can sell all the goods at one time, and if you want to ship and sell at a good price, you have to set up a stall in Shengjing City to sell goods.

If they are dumped at a low price, it will make people doubt their intentions.

Han Lingshan came this time to investigate in depth how far the Manchu Qing Dynasty had developed and whether there was already a city in the real sense.

You must know that before this, many scholars of Yushan Academy were skeptical about whether the barbaric Jianzhou people could maintain the true meaning of a state.

Many people think that there are countless traitors who help build slaves, and it is not surprising that there are one or two cities, but others believe that with the Manchu slavery system, there would be no middle class in such cities.

Because slavery means that the whole race is strictly divided into two groups, one is the aristocratic race and the other is the slave race.

Of course, the one who owns a slave is also a nobleman.

If there's anything in between that blurs classes, it's violence.

After inquiring with the innkeeper, Han Lingshan found that since he entered the city, half of the goods he brought belonged to the banner owner, that is, if he didn't do anything, he would lose half.

Only with half of the goods dedicated to the banner owner Jierharang, he can do business in Shengjing City under the protection of the blue flag, such as the shopkeeper, the damn old Jiannu, who actually took out a waist card with a red flag and kept shaking it in front of Han Lingshan.

Han Lingshan had to take out a piece of silver and put it in the hands of the shopkeeper, this was not the store money, it was a humble tribute to the red flag with the blue flag.

A group of Japanese people with hair similar to Jiannu walked in, and they actually looked at Han Lingshan and the guys with hair like grass around Han Lingshan, and saw that they occupied too many tables, and actually demanded that these slaves give up their positions.

Enraged, Agu swung his knife at the Wako, but was stopped by the Wako with a long knife and laughed contemptuously at the repulsed Aguhaha.

Han Lingshan hugged Agu and said to Agu: "Wait until I get my identity......"

Agu said angrily, "It's too difficult. ”

Han Lingshan said softly: "I will bring a gift to the Grand Lama Mo Rigen tomorrow and ask him to help, and by the way, I will wash away our sins." ”

Speaking of Grand Lama Morigen, Agu's tense body immediately softened, and he followed Han Lingshan to his room, even if there was a shameful laughter behind him.

I told my companions that I was going to see the Grand Lama of Mo Rigen, and these Jianzhou people, who usually guarded the gold as if they were their lives, gave their share of gold, and after a while, there was a pocket of golden gold in front of Han Lingshan.

"Success or failure is here!"

Han Lingshan slammed his fist on the pocket full of golden sand, and the gods of the rest of the Jianzhou people also became sad.

Freedom from slavery was very important to them, very important.

A group of people nested in the inn and did not provoke right and wrong, nor did they go out to wander around, and at noon, Han Lingshan got up and put on a sheepskin jacket, put on a dogskin hat and a long knife, and took the lead to go out.

The Imperial Temple is just outside the city, and the tall pavilions are extremely eye-catching on the white earth.

For the robbers of Jianzhou, people like Han Lingshan and Agu carrying a bag full of gold on the street are as terrible as children holding pearls and playing in a robber's den.

Especially when they found out that the two of them were actually out of the city, a group of people immediately followed behind them.

However, after discovering that the two of them had stepped on the road to the imperial temple, those people stopped and regretfully watched the two people walk into the temple step by step.

Agu watched with hope as Han Lingshan was brought into a side hall by the little lama, and he himself came to a Buddha hall and pious to bow down to the five bodies.

The side hall is extremely empty, only a huge thangka hangs on the main hall, but it is dedicated to Green Tara.

The bareheaded Sun Guoxin sat on the futon, looking at Han Lingshan who was looking for things everywhere with tears in his eyes, at this time, he was most eager to get a warm hug from Han Lingshan.

Han Lingshan, who saw the ghostly head, looked around in the Buddha hall, and finally decisively picked up a red lacquered wooden fish from the root of the wall, groped in it for a while, and took out a cigarette roll as he wished.

He lit a cigarette on the lantern in front of the Buddha, took a deep breath, and after turning it in his lungs, he slowly spit it out.

"How do you know I'll hide my cigarettes in a wooden fish?"

Han Lingshan snorted coldly and said, "If you don't hide here, do you hide it?" ”