Cuoso and Qiangjiu were talking, and the situation on the court had changed a lot.
Although Xu Hong has taken care of all the bad guys around him, there is still a little nobleman beside him.
This little nobleman is none other than Padro.
Padro, like Drukje, questioned the security team's arrest of the lama.
Padra can handle it better than Zhujie, who is a Chapa and has a strong desire to improve his living situation.
Pa Zhuo himself is a small nobleman, and of course he is not on the same level as Zhujie.
Not only does he have a pleasant life, but he also has a lot of land, sheep, yaks, and even slaves.
While Zhujie was still worrying about his efforts to improve his life, Pazhuo was already worried about how to be promoted to a noble family.
As long as we are human beings, we will have suffering, but each person's suffering is different.
Lang Sheng's worry is how to atone for his sins and live a good life in his next life. ,
Even if you can't become a noble, at least don't become a slave at the mercy of others.
Chaba is between aristocrats and Langsheng. If you don't work hard enough, you may become Langsheng.
Chaba's worry is to atone for his sins as soon as possible and strive to become a noble in his next life.
Of course, the small nobles also have troubles. They only have a few slaves and horses, while other nobles have dozens, even hundreds or even thousands.
After all, Lang Sheng, Chaba and the nobles are worldly people, and it is normal to have distress.
The lama is no longer in the secular world, so he should have no suffering.
Don't think that lamas don't have troubles. Which lama wants to be a novice monk all his life?
Which little novice doesn't want to become a lama, a master, a guru or even a khenpo and a rinpoche.
If you become a Rinpoche, you will not only keep your word in the temple, but you will also be worshiped by believers.
Now of course Padro also has troubles. His trouble is of course to revitalize the family and become a great noble.
Xu Hong's Chaba has been taken care of by him, and now only Pa Zhuo is left.
If Xu Hong only dealt with Chaba but had nothing to do with the small nobles, then today would not be considered a complete success.
Xu Hong thought for a while and decided to give it a try. He took the sound transmitting instrument and came to Pa Zhuo.
Pa Zhuo couldn't help but be secretly surprised when he watched Xu Hong turn a Chaba from a lama believer into a follower of a little saint.
He couldn't help but look around, and saw that one after another Chaba around him was changing his family, and was lost in thought.
These Chapas are not ordinary believers. Even though the lama was arrested by the security team, they still did not bow before Khenpo and shouted Rinpoche with fanaticism on their faces.
But in the blink of an eye, these bad guys suddenly changed their jobs in front of him.
But what Pa Zhuo never expected was that Xu Hong stretched out the sound transmitting instrument in front of him.
Xu Hong's words were still straightforward: "Do you think Jebu is a liar, a devil, a beast, or a Rinpoche?"
"Of course Jebu is a liar, a devil, and a beast, not a Rinpoche." Pa Zhuo looked at the sound transmitting instrument in Xu Hong's hand and blurted out suddenly.
Xu Hong was just testing it out, but he never expected that this little nobleman would also be called a liar by Jeb.
Zhao Xiaodong couldn't help but be surprised. He didn't expect Xu Hong to win against the first little nobleman.
He couldn't believe his ears: "Why did Padro, a young nobleman, agree so readily? You know, just now he asked us why he wanted to arrest Rinpoche?"
Xiong Hu looked at Pa Zhuo lightly and said, then looked at Zhao Xiaodong with a calm expression on his face: "This person is extremely shrewd, I guess he knows what's going on."
Pa Zhuo didn't expect that he would blurt it out, and he regretted saying it. He couldn't help but look at Xiong Hu Zhao Xiaodong.
"So he had already expected me to say this?" He thought in his mind as he was shocked when he saw Xiong Hu's dull eyes.
Although Pa Zhuo said this, he smiled bitterly in his heart.
He originally pinned his hopes of being promoted to a noble family on Jeb, but now it seems that Jeb is obviously in trouble.
Obviously the small nobles are still struggling, but the situation is over.
If this situation continues, all Chapas will no longer recognize him as a khenpo, let alone a Rinpoche.
Jebu is able to be worshiped by believers because of his reputation as Rinpoche.
Now these Chabas are leaving him one after another, and it is obvious that the mysterious aura around him is fading away.
Without believers, what is the use of being an accomplished monk?
What's more, in the eyes of the security team and believers, he is no longer an enlightened monk.
If Jebu dared to make his own body into a magical weapon, even though it was painful, it would still preserve his dignity, and even more so the lama's dignity.
It's a pity that this person is extremely hypocritical. He asked slaves to skin their bodies alive to make magic weapons, but he didn't dare at all.
At this point, he had also lost his image as an enlightened monk.
What does it mean to push someone against a wall? This is to push someone against a wall.
Tsoso and Qiangjiu couldn't help but be stunned. They never expected that Padro would surrender so easily.
Even if you want to surrender, do it in a way that you do.
Zhujie, a Chaba, is better than Pazo, a little nobleman, in this regard. He first refused, then hesitated, and finally surrendered.
What you did was a disgrace to our nobles. Cuosuo and Qiangjiu's faces felt hot.
Cuoso stared at Padro and patted his thigh: "I understand, I understand."
"What do you understand? It's simply baffling." Qiangjiu looked away from Padro and looked at Cuoso with a puzzled look on his face.
Tsoso continued to slap his thigh: "Pazhuo is not only not stupid, but also extremely smart. He wants to become a great nobleman."
"Is it easy to become a great noble? Can he be compared with La Jia and Jia Luo?" Qiangjiu looked at Pa Zhuo with some disdain.
Although Qiangjiu was also a minor nobleman, he had almost twice as many slaves and soldiers as Pazuo, so of course he looked down upon him.
Tsoso did not answer his question, but asked: "What do you think of the little saint?"
"Little Saint, I feel that the Little Saint is very scary." Qiangjiu looked at the statue of the Little Saint on horseback in the distance and said with some fear.
Cuosuo shook his head, looked at the sky, and sighed heavily: "The sky is going to change in Tubo."
"What, Tubo is going to change?" Qiangjiu couldn't believe his ears.
Cuoso looked at the statue of the little saint with a complicated expression, as well as Pazhuo who kowtowed respectfully to the statue.
He withdrew his gaze and then said to Qiang Jiu: "Think about it, the little saint was originally a prisoner of the country, and now he is worshiped by Chaba as a compassionate Bodhisattva. What will be the result?"
"Let me think about it," Qiang Jiu was deep in thought, and suddenly realized and patted his head, "The little saint not only mastered the righteousness of the court, but also mastered the teachings that were more powerful than the government. This means that the little saint took the Tubo's The state and religion are all in his own hands. But isn’t there Zamp?”
After talking about it, Qiangjiu shuddered.
"Zampu, Zampu is still a milk baby now. What can he do? Even if Zampu grows up, he can't do anything. Because Tubo's Zampu is just a puppet." At this point, Cuosuo sighed heavily again. .
"What if this Zampu has the same ability as Songgan?" Qiangba was still a little unwilling and couldn't help but said.
Tsosuo thought for a while, and finally shook his head: "Even if he has the same ability as Songgan Zanbu, it will not work. After all, the little saint has become the climate, and Tubo has been controlled by him inside and outside."
"Padro is so eager to convert to the little saint, what is it for?" Qiangjiu said while thinking.
Cuosuo looked at Pa Zhuo, then at Qiangjiu who was meditating, and said quietly: "There is a saying in Tubo that all the shit-eating heavenly dogs will run to the front, and they will disappear if they run to the back."
"Why do shit-eating Tengu speak so harshly?" Qiangjiu couldn't help but frowned when he heard this.
Tsoso felt amused: "Don't the tengu like to eat shit?"
"These words were said by Qiangba, not by our nobles." He felt that he was a noble, and of course he spoke the language of the nobles.
"It is the nature of the Tengu to eat shit. How can it be so unpleasant to hear?" Tsosuo shook his head, feeling that this person was too condescending, so he explained patiently, "The meaning behind this is that if you want to get benefits, you must run to the front."
"Indeed, if you want to get benefits, you have to run to the front." Qiangjiu's eyes lit up, and then he fell into deep thought: "What benefits are worth rushing to grab?"
Cuosuo felt that Qiangjiu lacked official consciousness and looked down upon him.
However, since the two of them are still good friends, they still patiently explained: "Has Qiangjiu not realized that Tubo is going to change its situation now?"
"Indeed, seeing today's situation, Tubo is indeed going to change the situation." Qiangjiu finally figured it out now and couldn't help but sigh: "But I don't know how to change the situation?"
"How to change the sky?" Cuosuo thought for a while and frowned: "Qiangjiu, have you ever thought about where the little saint is from?"
"The little saint is from the Song Dynasty, so what?" Qiangjiu didn't understand for a while.
Sure enough, he is an official idiot, but that's okay, he is missing a competitor, Cuosuo thought.
Although Cuosuo was thinking, he replied: "Since the little saint is from the Song Dynasty, can he tolerate these nobles who exist like earth emperors?"
"But we are also nobles, what should we do on this day?" Hearing this, Qiangjiu couldn't help but tremble in his heart.
Hearing that he cared about his own immediate interests, Tsoso looked down upon him even more.
Cuoso looked at him coldly: "You are a little nobleman, and you have not yet been put in the eyes of a little saint."
"The little saint doesn't see us, who are he targeting?" Qiang Jiu breathed a sigh of relief and asked curiously.
"Of course the little saint is targeting the middle and high nobles, the local emperors and the like," Cuoso looked at Jebu, thinking that Jebu himself was the one who got the knife, "because they will affect the Tubo court and officialdom."
Qiangjiu breathed a sigh of relief and asked with some confusion: "Why can't Padhuo wait so long to worship the little saint? What's going on?"
Cuosuo felt that Qiangjiu was indeed an official idiot, but he was secretly happy.
"These big nobles in Tubo were taken care of by the little saints. Didn't they give us little nobles a chance?" Cuosuo replied calmly.
Qiangjiu still didn't understand, scratched his head and asked: "If the little saint eliminates the big and middle nobles, isn't he afraid that we will become big nobles?"
Qiangjiu shuddered at the thought of the little saint specifically targeting the big nobles.
Instead of working hard to become a middle-class or even a big noble, it would be better to be a small noble with peace of mind.
"I may be afraid that there will be no big nobles anymore in the future." Coso shook his head. "The big nobles are too great a threat to the Tubo court. The little saint finally eliminated the big and medium nobles. How can he trust us to become the big and medium nobles?"
"Since the road to becoming a great noble has been cut off, why would Pa Zhuo be eager to pay homage to the little saint?" Qiangjiu felt that his brain was even more exhausted and he was getting more and more confused.
This person thought of the problem too simply. Cuoso shook his head and said, "Aren't there many officials in the Song Dynasty court?"
"What Cuoso means is that Pa Zhuo admires the little saint so much because he wants to get an official position in the Tubo court in the future?" Qiangjiu suddenly realized and asked a little embarrassed.
Cuoso nodded: "If he didn't want to enter the Tubo officialdom, why would he be so active?"
"Zhaba is indeed right. The tengu eats shit and really wants to run to the front. No, you can't say that. It should be. The tengu wants to chew the bones and rush to the front." Qianba looked down on Padro and changed his explanation.
Tsosuo nodded and smiled slightly: "That's what I mean. Before the little saint threw down the bones, Padro was already eager to pounce on him."
"Then what should we do?" Qiangjiu was a little embarrassed, "What if the security officer of the security regiment asks us?"
In fact, the two of them were still far away from Xu Hong. Xu Hong just wanted to ask them, but he couldn't come over for a while.
Qiang Jiu said this, obviously he couldn't wait to become an official.
Cuosuo shook his head, thinking that official addiction is really harmful to people.
In fact, if Qiang has been like this for a long time, why shouldn't he be like this too?
He was a little ashamed of his thoughts, but he soon realized that it was normal to have such thoughts.
Isn't it? Didn't the Han people say: "Everyone takes a breath and a Buddha receives a stick of incense."
"Buddha fights for a stick of incense," Tsoso thought of this and unconsciously said, "Of course, how can we be overwhelmed by Padro?"
"Exactly, this is the best opportunity for our little nobles." Qiangjiu breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that Cuosuo would not agree.
If Cuoso didn't agree and went up rashly, wouldn't he be ridiculed by him?
It's okay now, Cuoso also has this intention, so it's easy to handle.
Qiangjiu hopes that Cuoso will worship the little saint, which has another meaning.
His views on officialdom are far inferior to those of Cuoso. If he enters officialdom in the future, he hopes to get help from Cuoso.
Qiangjiu had been observing him and saw Cuosuo's eyes turning away from Jebu.
He thought for a moment, suddenly turned pale, and asked with a trembling voice: "Could it be that Jeb was also the target of the little saint's attack?"
"The little saint hasn't targeted Jebu yet. It can only be said that Jebu bumped into him." Cuoso shook his head and laughed a little at him, "He killed too many people. He killed Lang Sheng but he didn't turn around. He actually hit him. On the head of Ba, he was reported by Chaba. But he himself was unwilling to prove himself by making a magic weapon. In the words of the Han people, he walked too much at night to bump into ghosts."
"Indeed, this person should avoid the limelight. He thought that no one would care about him before, so he didn't expect to hit the knife head." Qiangjiu nodded, agreeing with Cuosuo's statement.
Suddenly, Jebu looked at Jebu, then looked back at Tsoso and asked, "He killed many slaves, but he is a Khenpo and a Rinpoche after all. What will happen to him?"
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