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"The trade agreement signed between Ning Yuanbo and me clearly stipulates the payment of commercial taxes, and now the incense and flower offerings of the Buddha in the Jokhang Temple and the temples of our Huangjiao are all from the taxes of the commercial ports of Lhasa, Shigatse, Gyantse and other places!"

After speaking, Chen Gyatso knelt down in front of the throne of the great master of the sea and the great erudite treasure of the wise man in the most pious five-body throwing posture, "Buddha, Gushi Khan has already surrendered to Bogda Khan, but where will I go from Wusizang, thanks to the great wisdom of the Buddha, although the Bogda Khan of Liaodong is strong, it is thousands of miles away, only the false name is with me, but Ning Yuanbo is adjacent, my Huangjiao rises and falls, and the people are all in the thought of the two Buddhas!" ”

"Please make a decision!" Like Chen Gyatso, the pro-Nanyue military faction, which had benefited from trade activities with the Nanyue army, fell to their knees in a big way. In contrast, the pro-Liaodong faction of Iraguk III appeared to be weak.

"Thousands of miles away? Close proximity? ”

Thinking of this, Iraguksan's eyes lit up, and he found the best direction to counterattack.

However, in the presence of so many vested interests, Ilaguksan had to choose carefully the way and technique of his speech, otherwise he would be torn to pieces of cloth from the two Buddhas, many great lamas, and officials as enemies.

Among the people present, including him Iraguksan, who did not profit greatly from the trade activities between the Nanyue Army and Wusizang? Who didn't rely on the hard work of Langsheng to raise his living standard to an unprecedented height?

As for the two Buddhas, they grabbed huge wealth from the commercial taxes paid in several commercial ports, which were used to expand temples and decorate Buddha statues, thus laying the foundation for the spread of Huangjiao in the Wusi-Tibet region.

In contrast, Huang Taiji, who is far away in Liaodong. Except for the corporal of Lixian and the veneration of the Buddha, there seems to be nothing practical for the monks and nobles of Uszang.

However, disadvantages can also turn into advantages! The key is to look at how it looks!

Thinking of this, the expression on Ilaguksan's face immediately became light. He also bowed with the same pious etiquette to the great masters of the sea and the great learned treasures and wise men, and then. He stood up again and saluted the great lamas and officials and nobles around him, and his attitude was modest, and the thoughtfulness of his courtesies was impeccable.

"Buddha, everyone, yes, to deal with Ning Yuanbo, so that everyone here, including me, has made a lot of profits, and the usual worthless waste can be turned into silver dollars for nothing. Those lazy minions were sent to build roads, or sold to the Han Chinese. It can be exchanged for more and better things. In contrast, Bogda Khan, who is far away in Liaodong, has no benefit to everyone except for a national credential. Why? The road is long! And Bogda Khan's manpower, material and military resources were all used to fight against the Ming State Hehan, and he was too busy to take care of himself. ”

These words immediately resonated, and in everyone's manor and temple grange, there were tens of thousands of yaks in a herd at every turn. These cattle used by pigs or horsetails were usually just a symbol of the wealth and strength of each family. Now it's a real hard currency. These bodies are tall, muscular, long and short-legged, sturdy with strong bones, soft and thick fur, and round eyes. Creatures with strong teeth, because of their well-developed cardiopulmonary function, have become an indispensable and important source of animal power on this plateau. Not only can it be used to carry carts, but it is also a provider of meat and milk, its long hair, skin, and bones. are all good things in the eyes of the Han people. People drink yak milk, eat yak meat, and burn yak dung. The wool of the yak can be used to make clothes or tents, and the skin is a good material for tanning. It can be used both for farming and as a means of transportation on the plateau. This one also has the ability to know the way, is good at taking dangerous roads and swamps, and can avoid traps and choose the way, which can be a guide for tourists.

This kind of creature with a big head and thick horns, thick skin, short tail and long fluffy hair has completely become a symbol of a family's wealth and the strength of a temple. The number of yaks you own can be converted into how much capacity you have. You can go to the Han people's trading port to transport as many goods, in exchange for how many tinkling silver dollars, or those beautiful and exquisite silk, porcelain, gold and silver ware.

Nowadays, a good adult bull can be exchanged for three or four langsheng or a pile of poor young men. If you change women and children, you may change more. This is all because the Han people are building this road, and a large number of goods have to be transported all the way from the distant sea to Houzang. It can be transported by mule and horse down the mountain, but when you reach the plateau called the mountain, you can only rely on yaks.

The few big lamas and aristocratic officials present who had been fed by the recent good days were puzzled for a while, thinking that Ilaguksan was also going to turn around, admitting that Huang Taiji in Liaodong was not as good as Ning Yuanbo in Nanzhong. He is still applauding his remarks. However, Chen Gyatso, who was sitting on a futon, smelled a hint of conspiracy.

"What is this guy going to say? He, who has always been advocating that Bogda Khan's soldiers are strong, why did he suddenly turn around? ”

Sure enough, in response to the words of the Han people, "Nothing to be courteous, either a traitor or a thief!" Ilaguk San first listed some data very well, explaining the gap between Ning Yuanbo, a neighborhood close at hand, and Huang Taiji, an acquaintance who was far away on another street and had Gushi Khan's neighbor, which made everyone nod their heads frequently. However, it suddenly made sweat break out on Zhan Gyatso's forehead.

"It's broken! This guy wants to tell everyone that Uncle Ning Yuan is near, strong and rich, and Bogda Khan of Liaodong is far, weak and poor. With Ning Yuanbo's wealth and strength, he is bound to hide his covetousness for me! However, Bogda Khan was thousands of miles away, and he was fighting against the Ming army, with Gushi Khan and other Mongols as a barrier, but he couldn't reach into Lhasa City for a while! ”

"Buddha, there is a Han bookkeeper in my family, and I asked him to help manage the trading accounts with Longshengxing and other Nanzhong merchants. During a banquet, he told me about the time when he went to Shigatse, Gyantse and other places to hand over goods and slaves to Nanzhong merchants. ”

In Gyantse, a large number of Langsheng piles of poor people, under the supervision of the overseers and stewards of each family, carried baskets on their backs, and laboriously transported the earth and stones mined by the widening of the road to the side, ready to be used to smooth out the large and small potholes on the road bed.

The Han people are indeed a place with some evil sects. The original narrow and cramped road, with mountains and rocks on both sides, if the blacksmiths made tools, and then let the Langsheng use iron tools to dig out little by little along the way, I am afraid that it may not be able to be completed even after many years. But they were not in a hurry, after choosing the location. Ordered someone to punch holes in the rocks, then filled them with gunpowder, and blasted the rocks apart little by little, and finally, in the cheers of the Langshengs, the boulder cliffs that originally stood in front of the road turned into piles of broken stones that were carried away by the poor people, ready to be used for waste use, and used to build houses, warehouses, and fortresses along the way.

this road. If it was in the hinterland of Nanzhong, it was nothing, and even the abandoned official roads in the war-torn areas of the Central Plains far exceeded this road. There is no use of loess mixed with lime and sand to build a solid road, let alone paving the road with cinder and ash, that is, the road surface is paved with crushed stone loess, and then the road surface is widened. It can be used for two large vehicles that are common in Nanzhong. Some sections of the road that are really affected by the terrain have set up avoidance sections, which can give up a place for large vehicles traveling on the opposite side to avoid.

However, it is no more than seven meters wide at its widest point. The narrowest part is only three or four meters wide, and the road is simply paved with gravel and loess. In the eyes of this Han who has lived in Wusizang for some years, it can be regarded as a thoroughfare. Looking at the entire Wusi-Tibet region, from the former to the posterior, where is there such a road that has been built with such a huge amount of manpower and material resources to stretch for thousands of miles?

But despite the powerful black powder and sharp iron tools, road construction was still very hard work in those days. I believe that friends who have walked through the Qinghai-Tibet line and the Sichuan-Tibet line will remember. The monuments and written stories on the roadside are still under the premise that New China is trying its best to ensure the safety of soldiers and migrant workers, and every kilometer of progress is a living life falling. At this time, there is no strong agency dedicated to defending the rights of migrant workers, of course. Here we are talking about the rights of the serfs who built roads.

The bookkeeper of the three families of Iraguk had just completed the settlement of hundreds of strong langsheng and more than 100 women with the merchants of Nanzhong, and received the price of these talking cattle and those that could only moo, and before he had time to sigh a few words with these Han villagers, human life was not as valuable as yaks, and a sound of leather whips reached people's ears. An overseer was viciously beating a scrawny serf, scolding as he returned: "I don't know what to do, dog, my lord showed mercy to you to build the road, but you broke the iron pickaxe." Do you know that an iron pickaxe is worth more than the lives of your whole family, you are inferior to an animal? ”

It stands to reason that if this serf is a worker in Nanzhong, I believe that the next development will be like this. The workers of Nanzhong will grab the neck of the supervisor, scold the grass and mud horse, and then unceremoniously beat the old fist, and then go to the relevant departments to complain, and if the supervisor can't take care of himself for the rest of his life, he can't finish it. If Li Shouhan happens to hear it, hehe, then the officials of the relevant departments will probably be unlucky.

However, it is obvious that this serf did not have the courage and courage of the workers of Nanzhong, and what he did was to be quietly whipped next to him, neither shouting nor running, nor rushing to beat people, just like beating logs. The other serfs didn't even look at it, as if the overseer had only hit a stone on the side of the road.

After a while, the overseer seemed to be angry, so he pulled out the dagger from his waist, and then said to the serf viciously: "Beating your worthless animal is also dirty my hands, but today I am in a good mood, so I will simply overtake you to see the Buddha." I hope that the Buddha will have mercy on you in the next life, and don't be born as a langsheng. After saying that, he was going to kill people.

But just when he was about to stab, he suddenly felt that his wrist was grabbed, and he turned his head and was about to curse, but in a blink of an eye he changed into a smiling face, because although the person who grabbed his wrist was dressed ordinarily, he was strong and tall, with a big red face, thick eyebrows and big eyes, of course, these are secondary, the important thing is that this person is a Han person, and he is a Han overseer. Although they were not familiar with each other, the serf overseer knew that this man had a hot temper and it was best not to provoke him. Moreover, if you are not afraid of officials, you are afraid of management, this person is supervising the construction progress, and at the same time responsible for the distribution of food and wages in each section. offend him, just find something wrong with you, and he will have a good life in front of the master when he goes home! So, he greeted him with a smile and said in half-baked Chinese: "Oh, is this Liu Tiesheng master?" How did you have time to get here? ”

"Dawa, you are not here to supervise the work of the people. What are you going to do here? The expression on Liu Tiesheng's face was like a piece of pig iron, tense.

When the overseer named Dawa heard this, he smiled and said, "Master Liu, it's a trivial matter, this Lang Sheng broke the iron pickaxe issued to him. As you know, Nanzhong's iron pickaxe is worth a lot more than Langsheng. So. I don't think there's any need to keep this kind of animal, and killing it and throwing it into the wild for wolves to eat can be regarded as accumulating some merit......"

"Where's the pickaxe?"

"Quick! Get the pickaxe that has broken this minion! Dawa kicked and kicked his life, and his followers went to find the iron pickaxe that Lang Sheng had broken. In fact, it was not broken, but because of the excessive force, coupled with the wrong angle of force, one end of the pickaxe was broken and broken into two. The attendant trotted over proudly with two iron pickaxes.

"Dawa, you say this iron pickaxe is worth more than this Langsheng? Right?? ”

"Master Liu, you're right! These lazy minions are a bunch of lazy animals who only know how to eat! ”

"Well, I'll fix this pickaxe. How about exchanging this person with you? Liu Tiesheng took the pickaxe, handed it to a Tibetan attendant, and motioned for him to send it to the blacksmith's furnace to re-smelt the broken part and make a new one.

"Liu Ye plans to buy him, it is this slave who has creation, the Buddha opens his eyes!" Dawa kicked Na Lang Sheng's ass fiercely, "It's rare that Liu Ye has taken a fancy to you, so don't go quickly!" ”

This Han bookkeeper of the three families of Iraguk. Looking at the figure of Liu Tiesheng and Dawa who were constantly arguing in the distance, there was a wry smile on his face. "It's probably going to go to the respective peaks to theorize. They all think that they occupy the great truth. ”

"Brother Tai, I have also walked around the Central Plains, and I have seen a lot of human trafficking. originally thought that human life was like a dog, and the trade of a big living person in exchange for a few catties of miscellaneous grains was already very unconscionable. However, when you arrive in Uszang, you know that human life like a dog is still a compliment to you. Many times human life is less than a straw rope. ”

"Master Han people, Master Chen Gongbu, you judge the theory, this Lang Sheng broke the iron pickaxe, I just went to see the Buddha beyond him. Couldn't I be wrong? There was a burst of crying in the distance, and Dawa pointed to the wound where Liu Tiesheng had beaten his nose and swollen face and complained to the two adults.

Liu Tie was angry and wanted to hit someone, and after being stopped by the people around him, he yelled angrily: "You fart, that's a human life, what is an iron pickaxe, if you are rare first, I will give you a handful." Killing people for the sake of an iron pickaxe, what kind of truth is this? ”

"We've always been like that! A few months ago, the slave girl of the family touched Miss Toast's newly made silk dress with a pair of dirty hands, and the master ordered her hands to be cut off. It's a matter of course! ”

Seeing that neither side was convinced, the officials of Nanzhong said to Chen Gongbu: "I'm sorry, the workers in Nanzhong are straightforward and love to do things when they feel injustice, and according to the laws of Nanzhong, Liu Tiesheng is not wrong." I think it's good, I paid Dawa a pound of tea in the OEM section, which is considered to be money for making soup and medicine, and then forget it! ”

A pound of tea to make soup money? Before Chen Gongpo could say anything, as soon as Dawa heard that there was a pound of tea to make soup and medicine, he immediately said to Liu Tiesheng with a smiling face: "Master Liu, I was wrong, I will never beat people indiscriminately in the future." If you feel that I am underwhelmed next time, you can continue to beat it. Liu Tiesheng was originally very angry, but when he saw this person's cheap appearance, he laughed a lot, but he still snorted angrily and said, "What about the iron pickaxe?"

"Didn't you say that you would replace this stupid yak after you fixed it? Jampba, come here! Follow your new master! ”

The Qiangba, who was beaten so hard that he didn't dare to lift his head, bent down and followed Liu Tiesheng's back tightly under the complicated gaze of a bunch of Qiangba, Tsering, and Dawa.

(Many years later, when Liu Tiesheng also became an old man, he said to his children and grandchildren: I always thought that human life was as cheap as a dog was the greatest insult to people, but later I found out that I was wrong.) Twenty years ago, when I was building a road in Tibet, a Tibetan worker accidentally broke the tip of a pickaxe with too much force, and the Tibetan overseer came up and beat the worker severely, saying that the pickaxe was worth more than the lives of the worker's entire family. ）

"When the bookkeeper of my family was leaving, this Langsheng slave named Qiangba had already changed into a half-new Han robe, and was working on the construction site with a group of slaves who were bought by the Han people. It is said that he was also a small leader. When Ilaguksan finished talking about the scene that happened on the road construction site in Gyantse, everyone present changed their expressions, and all of them looked solemn.

Iraguksan's words made everyone present from the two living Buddhas, including Chen Gyatso, feel a little chill. They didn't think that there was still this kind of logic in this world, and whether the Han people were all crazy. There is no problem for these two Qiangba to become masters from Langsheng slaves, but if this logic is transmitted to the entire snowy region, is the snowy holy land still the snowy holy land?

(Have they forgotten that the most common sentence in the Buddhist scriptures is that all beings are equal!) ）

"Buddha, after my Han gentleman came back, he said something like this to me. He said that this road is a golden bull road! (To be continued......)