As expected, Qiang Jiu was not official material, and he couldn't see the situation clearly.
"Jebu is greedy for life and afraid of death. He is afraid that he will not get what he wants." Cuoso looked at Jebu coldly again, "because he has offended the public."
"Public outrage, he just killed the two children of a poor man, how could he commit public outrage again?" Qiangjiu scratched his head, not understanding it for a moment.
Sure enough, he is an official idiot, Tsoso thought, and replied: "He used to kill only Lang Sheng's children, and there was no threat to Chaba. But he committed a big taboo and actually attacked Chaba. Didn't he commit public outrage? ?”
"This is just Chaba's wrath, how can it be considered public anger?" Qiangjiu still didn't understand for a moment.
Cuosuo looked at Qiangjiu as if he didn't know him, making Qiangjiu embarrassed.
Tsosuo sighed and explained patiently: "The Chapas accounted for more than 70% of the entire Tubo. Didn't they offend the public?"
"I thought I had committed the wrath of the nobles, but I didn't expect Chaba to account for 70%." Qiang thought for a long time, and finally shook his head with a wry smile, with sneer in his eyes, "Although there are many people, no matter how many there are, Chaba is still a Chaba."
Just as Chaba looked down on Langson, the nobles looked down on Chaba even more.
In the eyes of the nobles, Chaba are just a group of despicable people with names.
"I know you look down on Chaba," Tsoso continued patiently. "Although Chaba doesn't have much property, they have many people after all, and they are still civilians. Jebu killed Chaba's children and already regarded Chaba as Lang. Life. Didn’t he offend the public?”
Qiang thought about it for a long time, and finally realized: "Chaba thinks he is superior to Lang Sheng. Now that Jebu has killed Chaba's children, Chaba thinks that Jebu has regarded them as Lang Sheng, so he hates them." Extremely. Right?”
"Exactly, if Jebu just killed Lang Sheng's children, the little sage would have no way to kill him. Now that he kills Chaba's children, he is seeking his own death." Cuoso shook his head and glanced at Jebu, his face He smiled unconsciously.
Qiangjiu looked at the sky for a long time, feeling a little anxious and frowning: "Cuosuo, I've already been there for most of the afternoon. I wonder if there's still time?"
"This is true, I didn't expect that so many believers would change their families today, even the security team didn't expect it." Cuosuo couldn't help but smile bitterly as he watched the ministers eagerly look at the sound-transmitting instrument in Xu Hong's hand.
Qiangjiu looked at the sky again, sighed, and said to himself: "This is a rare opportunity today, and I may not have this opportunity again in the future."
Cuosuo smiled bitterly again. This Qiangjiu was indeed an official fan and couldn't wait any longer.
Thinking of this, Cuoso couldn't help but laugh at himself.
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but look towards the officers of the security group to see if they could think of a way.
Even if they were willing in their hearts, it would be too shameful for nobles like them not to rush up and worship the statue of the little saint.
Chaba can line up on wheels to worship the little saint, which the nobles cannot do anyway.
Although they are a group of low-ranking little nobles, they are nobles.
Nobles and Chaba are already two completely different classes.
Except for a few Chaba who own their own land, most Chaba make a living by renting land from nobles.
From this perspective, the nobles are almost the masters of Chaba.
Even if there is land, the land is extremely barren land that the nobles look down upon.
Although the nobles leased wealthy land to Chaba, the rent charged was extremely high, as high as 70%.
The nobles not only treated Chaba like this, but also had even more powerful tricks.
They lent usury to Chaba, with the usury being as high as 40% for large amounts, and as high as three or four times for small amounts.
It can be said that under the various deprivations of the nobility, Chaba had little hope of turning around.
It is precisely because of this that the nobles look down on Chaba at all.
Although the nobles looked down on Chaba, Xu Hong was different.
Xu Hong has a great sense of accomplishment. With his help, so many former Lamaist believers have converted to believe in little saints.
He had completed hundreds of believers' faith rituals, but he found that his throat was sore and he was somewhat speechless.
Now he would rather fight than persuade these believers.
Although his throat was really uncomfortable, he was extremely happy.
He defeated Jebu and had the Lamaists change their profession, which was in full view of everyone.
He has made such great achievements, and it is natural for him to be promoted to the chief registrar.
But now he found that it was getting more and more difficult for him to speak, and he couldn't help but look at Xiong Hu and Zhao Xiaodong.
After all, there were thousands of believers. How could Xu Hong be able to complete the worship ceremony for all the believers at once?
Naturally, it was not Xu Hong alone who had merit, but the two officers also had merit.
Although the two officers have made achievements, what about the other corps commanders? They should also share their achievements.
If they are not jealous after seeing Xu Hong turn one Lamaist believer into a little saint, then it must be fake.
We won't compete with you for the first prize, but if you eat meat in large quantities, you must leave some soup for us to drink.
Thinking of this, these corps commanders looked at Xiong Hu and Zhao Xiaodong one after another, their eyes full of pleading.
Xiong Hu looked at everyone's gaze, nodded, and said to Zhao Xiaodong: "Zi Qiang (Zhao Xiaodong), it's getting late. Zi Tao (Xu Hong) obviously can't finish it alone, so we have to think of a way."
Although he is the chief clerk, he still has to consult with the other deputy. This is the tradition of the security group.
It was winter after all, the sun had already set towards the west, and it was already late afternoon.
"Zibiao, it's already halfway through Shenshi (nearly four o'clock in the afternoon), we really should think of a way." Zhao Xiaodong looked at the sky, nodded and said to Xiong Hu.
"Let others also hold the statue of the little saint to speed up the progress of changing careers." Xiong Hu asked Zhao Xiaodong for his opinion and issued the order.
This is a rare opportunity for thousands of Lamaist believers to change their religion, which is a great achievement for them.
The little saint has a high prestige in Chengdu, Changzhou, Xixian and other places. He is also a disciple of the gods. He has many new poems and temples in Chengdu, Jiading, Longzhou and Xixian.
Some businessmen saw business opportunities, so they turned the large statues of the little saints in the temple into small statues, and some people actually bought them.
The first people to buy are businessmen. They think the little saint is the god of business. Otherwise, why did Zhaojiazhuang become the number one village in the world in just half a year?
The reason why they buy statues of little saints is very simple: they hope that they will be as prosperous as the little saints.
Although the little saint has a very high status among merchants, this may not be a good thing. After all, merchants smell like copper.
Fortunately, the literati immediately stood up and refuted when they heard that the businessman was treating the little saint so badly.
They recited the works of the little saint, saying that the reason why the little saint was a little saint was that his writing was famous all over the world, and he was even famous among the great Khans of the barbarians.
Not only that, the little saint also became the governor of Chengdu as a boy and became a Jinshi, creating the history of the Han people.
Merchants purchased statues of minor saints, and literati were not far behind.
Many literati also bought statues of little saints in their homes, hoping that like the little saint, they would become Jinshi as soon as possible and become world-famous literati.
Even if you don't succeed, isn't there hope for the next generation if they can imitate the literary spirit of the little saint?
Literati and businessmen are like this, and the officers and soldiers of the security corps are naturally affected.
The little saint was not only a man of letters, but also a god of war.
Isn't it? The security regiment and Sichuan protection army founded by the little saint have never been defeated in a battle, and they have defeated the barbarians many times.
Compared with shopping malls and literati, battlefield risks are extremely high.
Maybe you are a living being today and a dead body tomorrow.
what to do? Naturally, I hope someone will bless me.
Which one has the best blessing is naturally the little saint.
The soldiers of the security group have been at war with the barbarians for a long time. Some soldiers hope that the little saint can protect them, and many of them bought statues of the little saint.
The security team came to Tubo from Xixian County, which was thousands of miles away from their homeland.
Thinking that the statue of the little saint can protect themselves, almost everyone carries a statue of the little saint.
Zhao Xiaodong had already had this idea and was overjoyed when he heard this and immediately gave the order.
Let his men take out the statue of the little saint and accept the worship of the believers.
Jiangbai Gyatso and Sanji Yesi were middle nobles, each with almost a hundred troops.
Although each had a hundred soldiers and horses, they did not bring out all of them.
They left half at home and came here with half of their troops.
However, only the infantry remained at home, and all those who came out this time were cavalry.
The two men were outside with a hundred soldiers and horses, and saw the security team escorting the lama.
Seeing that there were only fifty people in the security group, and they had a hundred troops, I couldn't help but think about the idea of rescuing Lama from the security group.
The two of them couldn't help but be overjoyed when they saw that there were dozens of Tibetan cavalry behind the lama.
Sangyi Yesi said to Jiangbai Gyatso: "We have hundreds of soldiers and horses, plus dozens of Tibetan cavalry. It is not a problem to defeat the security group."
"I heard that the security group defeated the troops who talked about the right prime minister. How can you and I be their opponent with the troops." Jiangbai Gyatso shook his head.
Seeing Jiangbai Gyatso's expression, Sanji Yesi looked down upon him.
"No matter how powerful the security team is, they are Han people after all. There is a saying among the Han people that a strong dragon cannot suppress a local snake." He shook his head and said, "Besides, they don't have many soldiers. I heard they only have two thousand soldiers and horses. They can temporarily To gain a foothold here is due to the disunity of Tibet. If we defeat the security group and break the myth of the security group's invincibility, then when the Tibetan nobles, big and small, attack the security group together, the security group will be driven away in despair. Go to Tubo."
Hearing this, Jiangbai Gyatso was a little moved.
He hesitated for a while, then shook his head: "The risk is too high. The security team is not an ant. You can step on it as you like."
"Where did the great nobles come from? They were not created by fighting. As long as you and I defeat the security group, there will be hope for the great nobles." Sanji Yesi dismissed it and gave Jiangbai Gyatso a mocking look.
Jiangbai Gyatso looked carefully, his face was pale, and he pointed at the Tibetan cavalry: "Look at the Tibetan cavalry behind them. They seem to have lost the battle and look dejected."
"They lost the battle because they didn't have enough soldiers. Now you and I have a hundred soldiers and horses, and we were caught by surprise. And they not only have to guard hundreds of lamas, but also dozens of Tibetan cavalry. At most, only half of them can fight. With a hundred soldiers and horses, can't they defeat these twenty or so security groups?" Sanji Yesi looked at the Tibetan cavalry and lamas on the field, and continued to confuse them.
Jiangbai Gyatso carefully looked at the situation on the field again, and said in his mouth: "Four against one, or even five against one?"
"Exactly, we are five against one, can't we beat each other?" Sanji Yesi looked excited and waved the spear in his hand a few times.
Jiangbai Gyatso looked at the situation on the field again and murmured: "Is it really five against one? There is hope for this."
"Not to mention there is hope for five against one, but there is no hope even for ten against one." Someone next to him said coldly.
Hearing this, Sanji Yesi was furious.
He finally managed to seduce Jiangbai Gyatso's fighting spirit, but he didn't expect someone next to him to make sarcastic remarks.
He turned around and saw that it was the young master of Huangzhong Villa.
Sangji Yesi had a sneer on his face and couldn't help but sarcastically say: "I used to think that the dignified young master of Huangzhong Villa is a brave man. I didn't expect him to be so timid. He even became timid before fighting."
"Being timid before fighting?" Kodi smiled bitterly and looked at Sanji Yesi to retort, "Who said I didn't fight with the opponent?"
When Jiangbai Gyatso heard this, he couldn't help but be overjoyed.
He had been hesitant. After hearing this, he immediately asked: "We actually fought. What was the result?"
"What was the result of the battle?" Kuo Di said with a wry smile, "Of course we were defeated, and we were convinced of the defeat."
"I'm convinced, how can I be convinced?" Sanji Yesi looked at the ground and couldn't believe his ears.
Kuo nodded, recalling the scene at that time and said: "I had a very strong fight with the opponent, and the spear and sword were cut off by the opponent one after another. Isn't it because I'm convinced, or what?"
"It turned out to be a one-to-one fight with the opponent. Of course you are not the opponent's opponent. Now we were originally five to one, and with you, we are seven to one. We will definitely win this battle." Sanji Yesi heard. Kuo Di's words not only did not make him angry, but also made him laugh out loud.
Jiangbai Gyatso saw that Kuodi also brought fifty cavalry. In addition to the one hundred cavalry they had here, they already had one hundred and fifty cavalry. He couldn't help but be overjoyed.
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