Jigme saw Pasiba deep in thought and thought he didn't want to go out.
"Senior brother, let's go back then." Jigmei sighed, not knowing how she felt.
He felt disappointed, lost, and even empty.
After all, they traveled two thousand miles across mountains and rivers just to see how magical this legendary Crystal Bodhisattva was.
Now that the Crystal Bodhisattva has not even seen it, he returns home. The feeling of loss is unprecedented.
Hearing this, Pasiba woke up from his meditation and shook his head: "Go back, what is the purpose of our coming here?"
"Of course I'm here to participate in the appreciation conference." Jigme was a little confused and just answered instinctively.
Pa Siba nodded: "Since I didn't participate in the appreciation conference, how can I go back?"
"But there are a bunch of beggar monks outside, how can we mix with them?" Jigmei's eyes were full of disdain.
Basiba thought for a while: "Now we have two choices. One is to stay here, and the other is to go out now."
"Senior brother, do you think that if we go out, we are not lowering our status?" Of course Jigme was unwilling to do so.
Pasiba thought for a while, took a sip of butter tea and said: "Stay inside to save face and preserve our dignity; go out and keep the inside, but appreciate the Crystal Bodhisattva. Junior brother, do you think it is the face or the inside that is more important."
"Face, lizi, this is indeed a dilemma." Jigmei fell into deep thought.
Ba Siba did not expect this junior brother to be so persistent. He continued: "Besides, Zhaojiazhuang also gave me face. We will sit in front when we go out, not with those low-level monks."
"Senior brother, I think it's better not to be inside. This one is completely separated." Jigmei looked at the well-lit hall and said reluctantly.
"Sitting here is indeed a symbol of status." Pasiba nodded and looked at the appreciation hall with a glass roof, "Buddha said that all living beings are equal."
Hearing this, Jigme couldn't help but smile bitterly in her heart, but she didn't dare to smile on her face.
Jigme couldn't help but sigh, and thought to herself, "All beings are equal, so why don't you give yourself a step down?"
When it was time for half a stick of incense, Zhao Feiyang nodded.
These monks who thought they were superior to others were naturally reluctant to come out, but after hesitating for a while, they slowly came out.
What does this mean? It shows that Zhaojiazhuang already has huge appeal and influence among monks.
When Wang Wenxiu saw this, he was originally uneasy about the trip to Tubo, but now he is full of confidence.
Mei Shou couldn't help but be stunned at this time. He didn't expect that Zhaojiazhuang's prestige was so high.
Even in the capital, it may not be possible.
For the monks in the Song Dynasty, the imperial court certainly had this ability.
However, for the monks in the Song Dynasty, the court was mainly gentle and gentle, how could they dare to be so domineering.
I just said that your seat is in the front. Zhaojiazhuang fully considers your feelings and allows you to sit in the front.
In fact, Zhaojiazhuang didn't consider their feelings. It was only a fact that they felt uncomfortable.
Inside is the enjoyment of being superior to others, while outside is the feeling of equality for all living beings.
There are not only the Great Song Dynasty Yuanzong and the Five Mountains and Ten Temples granted by imperial officials, but also large temples and even officials from Tubo, Dali, Annan, and Champa.
But Zhaojiazhuang is so domineering and insists on what he says.
These monks and even officials from inside and outside the country were still aloof just now, making Wang Wenxiu and others think that they would not come out.
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No, even though I hesitated for a few times, they all came out slowly in the end.
Seeing the crowds of people outside, Jigmei frowned: "Senior brother, how can we watch the Crystal Bodhisattva with so many people here?"
This is a question that Pasiba also finds strange.
If it can't solve the problem, what's the point of coming out.
Ba Siba looked at the people in front of him and saw that they were looking in his direction.
Pa Siba couldn't help but be surprised. Could it be that he was laughing at himself for not coming out of the appreciation hall?
Thinking of this, he felt a little angry, and his eyebrows knitted together unconsciously.
He was angry, and Jigme was even more angry. He looked angrily at the beggar monks outside.
But Jigme couldn't help but be dumbfounded and looked towards Pasipa hurriedly.
"Senior brother, they are not looking at us." Seeing Basiba's angry expression, he hurriedly bowed to Basiba and reminded him hastily.
When Pasiba heard this, he didn't understand for a moment: "Aren't they laughing at us?"
"Senior brother, they seem to be looking this way." Jigmei pointed to the left side of the door.
When Pasiba heard this, he couldn't help but blush. He originally thought that the beggar monks outside were laughing at them, but he didn't know that they didn't notice them at all.
Thinking of this, he suddenly felt a strong sense of loss. It turned out that he was not that eye-catching.
Pa Siba felt even more strange in his heart. What was it that caused the monks outside not to pay attention to these distinguished guests coming out of the hall.
He had no choice but to turn his head and look to the left.
It turns out that there is a tall platform on the left, even taller than a person.
Seeing the brand new ropes and wood above, it was obvious that it had just been built.
Seeing that it was just a platform, Pasiba was even more puzzled. What was on it could attract the attention of these monks so much.
Thinking of this, he decided to speed up, sit down at the designated seat, and take a look at what attractive things were on the stage.
After sitting down, Phagpa and Jigme were finally able to clearly see the stage in front of them.
The stage was right next to the appreciation hall, and there was a stage that was four feet long and two feet wide. It was a bit confusing.
Behind the stage is a festive red cloth, with two large beetles (flags) hanging on the top.
The color is red, with a big character "Song" written on it and another character "Zhao" written on it.
The Great Song Dynasty is the fire virtue among the five elements, and the Great Song Dynasty beetle is hung on it, symbolizing that this is the territory of the Great Song Dynasty.
The other word "Zhao" symbolizes that this is Zhao Ping's soldiers and horses.
Ba Siba looked at the big beetle with the character "Song" and felt a little confused. Was it the Song Dynasty or the Zhaojiazhuang that conquered this place?
Pasiba was puzzled, and Jialuo was even more puzzled.
Didn’t you, Zhao Ping, already supervise the country of Tubo? Why don’t you dare to proclaim yourself emperor?
Zhao Ping must do this. Although he has the strength to found a country and become emperor, he has not considered this yet.
At least, Zhao Ping would not proclaim himself emperor before he completely defeated the Hu people and regained the original territory of the Song Dynasty.
Zhao Ping's current roots are still in Sichuan, and he cannot yet relocate all his industries to Xi County.
If Zhao Ping proclaims himself emperor, he will inevitably fall out with the Song Dynasty, and may also be attacked by both the barbarians and the Song Dynasty.
After all, Zhao Ping came from the Song Dynasty, and the Song Dynasty would most likely regard him as a traitor.
Of course Zhao Ping understands the principle of accumulating grain widely, becoming king slowly, and building walls high.
Although Pasiba, Jialuo and others were puzzled, other monks felt differently from them.
When the monks from the Song Dynasty saw the giant beetles from the Song Dynasty and Zhaojiazhuang stuck here, they all smiled and looked at the monks in the Hu people's territory with contempt.
Most of the Hu monks were Han Chinese. Looking at these, they showed complicated expressions.
Although it has been more than a hundred years since they left the Song Dynasty, they are Han people after all.
The Han people are the third class people in the Hu people's territory, and their status is lower than the Hu people's color and eyes.
Of course they hope that the Han people will take it back and behave openly and honestly.
Thinking of this, they looked at the national flag of the Song Dynasty and the military flag on the stage with admiration in their eyes.
Now, the only one who can take back the lost land of the Song Dynasty is Zhaojiazhuang, which took back Xi County from the Hu people.
When Liu Mingquan saw this, he knew that the reason why these monks who thought they were superior to others came out was because of the Crystal Bodhisattva.
If Zhaojiazhuang did not have a Crystal Bodhisattva that these monks could worship, they would definitely be insulted by them.
They have traveled thousands of miles to come here, not to be punished.
Thinking of this, he gently touched Zhao Feiyang with his elbow.
"All the masters have arrived," Zhao Feiyang glanced at the monks, nodded, with a smile on his face, and said in a deep voice, "The West County Crystal Bodhisattva Appreciation Conference will now officially begin."
After hearing this, those monks from other places had no choice but to shut up no matter how dissatisfied they were.
All the monks opened their eyes wide, wanting to see what this legendary Crystal Bodhisattva was like, hoping not to disappoint anyone.
Upon hearing this, someone immediately beat a gong and shouted: "Crystal Bodhisattva."
At the same time, ten heavy drums were beaten and twenty horns were blown, creating a strong sense of ceremony.
During the solemn ceremony, eight big men came out carrying a huge wooden box.
Seeing this, even though these monks were sitting here, they lost their usual calmness. They all stood up from their seats and stretched their necks to look at the wooden box.
It took eight big men to carry it out.
Under the gaze of everyone, eight big men walked towards the stage with neat steps while shouting slogans.
They slowly carried it to the stage and started climbing up the ladder towards the stage.
When they came to the stage, they put down the big wooden box.
Just when the monk thought that these big men were leaving, things did not develop as they imagined.
But the matter was not over yet. Eight big men, under the command of one of them, turned the big wooden box from lying flat to standing upside down.
After standing up, they continued to move and then opened the box. Inside the box were balls of cotton.
Seeing this, some monks were suddenly confused.
Isn't this the Crystal Bodhisattva? Is it pretending to be made of cotton?
Some young monks were about to open their mouths to speak, but were immediately stopped by other older monks around them.
As the cotton was removed one after another, its true face was finally revealed.
After seeing its true appearance in Mount Lu, all the monks knelt down in unison and said: "Crystal Bodhisattva, Crystal Bodhisattva."
This is a real crystal Bodhisattva, and it is life-size.
He had a kind face, a gentle expression, and a quiet expression.
He closed his eyes slightly, holding a flower in one hand and smiling, and holding a piece of Ruyi in the other.
He sat on the lotus platform and looked down at all the living beings at the scene.
This is the end of the Chen hour, which is equivalent to nine o'clock in later generations.
The sun was rising in the sky at this time, and the sunlight shone on his body, emitting a dazzling light as if it was the light of the Buddha.
Not to mention those monks, everyone present had never been so shocked when looking at this Crystal Bodhisattva.
Those Bodhisattvas in the past, even though they were pink gold, were not so eye-catching.
In the past, the colors were more gorgeous, but they felt more worldly.
The crystal Bodhisattva in front of me is not only dazzling, but also extremely pure, so pure that there is no trace of impurities, and it is completely crystal clear.
Only a pure and pure crystal Bodhisattva can be worthy of being on the lotus platform.
In fact, there was a Crystal Bodhisattva at the last treasure appraisal conference, but that one was only the size of a baby.
It wasn’t that Zhao Ping didn’t want to do it, but that he couldn’t do it at the time.
The reason why colored glaze is colored glaze is because it contains impurities, which makes it appear translucent.
Although glass is also transparent, it also has a weakness, that is, if it is thicker, it will appear green.
The reason why glass appears green is because it contains impurities such as iron and copper chemicals.
It's just that it has much fewer impurities, so it's transparent when it's not thick.
Only crystal, without impurities, can only appear transparent.
Crystal is natural and extremely rare. It can be said that it is very valuable, no less than gold.
Obviously, it is unrealistic to use crystal to make a crystal Bodhisattva.
What to do, Zhao Ping thought of a way, which is to add lead to the glass to make crystal glass.
This is the theory, but in fact it is a process of repeated experiments.
After half a month, Zhao Ping finally found the best proportions and suitable craftsmanship to create a life-size crystal Bodhisattva.
Seeing this Crystal Bodhisattva, who was completely different from before, not only did all the monks kneel down to worship, but even Mei Shou and others had to kneel down to worship as soon as their legs became weak.
Wang Wenxiu was also stunned. Fortunately, he was very old and a court official, so he could barely keep his mind.
Seeing Mei Shou about to kneel down, he hurriedly held him back.
Mei Shou was a little angry, wondering why Wang Wenxiu stopped worshiping the Crystal Bodhisattva.
Seeing his angry and unwilling expression, Wang Wenxiu hissed softly and pointed at the thousands of security guards guarding him.
Mei Shou took a look and saw that all the soldiers of the security group were holding their swords in their hands, holding their heads high and not squinting.
Mei Shou couldn't help but blush when he saw that even the soldiers of the security team were able to do this, but he was almost caught in the act.
Could it be that he was not as good as an ordinary soldier of the security corps? How could he be a court official? He didn't even have this bit of determination.
Thinking of this, Mei Shou bowed to Wang Wenxiu and said softly: "Thank you, Ziyang."
Wang Wenxiu shook his head and looked at Zhao Feiyang.
It would be terrible if the host Zhao Feiyang also paid homage to him.
