Pubu was still hesitating, while Yi Shuitai looked calm.
Seeing Yishuitai's sincere eyes, Pubu gritted his teeth, bowed respectfully to Yishuitai, and took it solemnly.
After taking it, he carefully put it on his waist, suddenly knelt down, and bowed three times and nine times to Yishui Terrace.
"This dagger is given to you for self-defense, why do you have to kneel down and worship me?" Yi Shuitai asked in shock as he hurriedly passed by.
Pubu was still kneeling on the ground, looking at Yishui Terrace: "Master, I want to learn self-defense techniques. I wonder if you can teach them to me?"
It turned out that this person wanted to learn the grappling technique just now, so Yi Shuitai looked at him a few times.
"How old are you?" Too old to be effective.
Pubu felt a little embarrassed when he saw Yi Shuitai's younger face.
Normally, the master should be older than me, but I didn't expect that I would have to worship someone younger than me as my master.
But the master is the master, who lets him surpass himself in abilities?
Thinking of this, he bowed respectfully again: "Young man is just twenty."
"Twenty, you're not very old, you can still learn." Yi Shuitai thought for a while and agreed immediately.
The two are about the same age, so based on their age, they should be brothers.
The reason why Yi Shuitai was able to become a teacher was, of course, that he had learned the military style boxing brought by the little saint from later generations.
It has both offensive and defensive capabilities and can defeat the enemy, and the effect is very obvious.
Pubu couldn't help but be overjoyed. He just wanted to test it out, but he didn't expect that this officer, who was far more powerful than the noble family's warriors, would actually agree.
He immediately bowed three times and bowed nine times, and kowtowed with a bang on his head: "Thank you, Master, thank you Master."
Pubu has two purposes for becoming a disciple. One is to feel that he has the ability to defend himself. Second, I have a master to protect me. If you want to touch me, you have to consider the master behind me.
Pubu has such a little thought, but Yishuitai doesn't know about it.
However, Pubu's apprenticeship in front of thousands of people is actually very beneficial to the security team and the Supervisory Office, and it also helps to improve the image of the Supervisory Office.
As long as you follow the Supervisory Government, the security team will support you and protect you.
Yi Shuitai just gave the Zhandui dagger to Pubu, so he didn't mean to test him.
Now Pubu not only collects daggers, but also apprentices under him, which is obviously a step forward.
After receiving the security guarantee from the security team, Pubu came to the stage.
When he saw the sound transmitting instrument in Xiao Huadong's hand, his eyes showed envy.
"This can help you transmit your voice." Xiao Huadong nodded and handed him the sound transmitting instrument in his hand.
Pubu couldn't help but be overjoyed and bowed before taking it with both hands.
He coughed and began to talk about his experience of joining.
"My name is Pubu, I am the Chaba of Le Xie's family. According to the regulations, I have to hand over 70% of the land rented by Le Xie's family. The weather was dry today, and the highland barley production was reduced by almost 30%, but Le Xie did not reduce the land rent and still asked me to I handed over 70%. After handing over the 70%, there was almost no highland barley left in my house. What should I do? I dug weeds to satisfy my hunger, and I managed to survive for a while. But now it is winter, and there are no weeds anymore, and I can only starve to death. Some people He said that he could borrow highland barley from Le Xie, but the interest rate on his highland barley was too high, and he would have to pay back three or four times the amount of barley in the coming year. Most people who borrowed highland barley from Le Xie's family would end up with only one outcome, which is to become Lang Sheng. What is Lang Sheng? To be born is to become a talking beast, to be slaughtered by Leshe at will, and to be buried with Leshe's family. This is the fate of our Chaba." After talking about it, this eight-foot man couldn't help but For crying out loud.
When he cried, the following believers were also affected a lot. Some wiped away their tears, many followed him and sobbed silently, and some even started sobbing along with him.
Most of these believers are Chabas just like him.
Pubu cried for a while, felt better, and continued talking.
"I used to be a loyal believer in Lamaism, because the lama said that we had sins in previous lives, and only by eliminating sins in this life can we have a good birth in the next life. I believe everyone at the scene thinks so too. If I hadn't met Zhaojiazhuang and the security guards Tuan, this is the only way I can accept my destiny, and I can only accept the fate of becoming Langsheng. Not long ago, I heard that Zhaojiazhuang can give people happiness in this life, so I took the risk and gave it a try. Unexpectedly, I succeeded. Me and Na When I work in Zhaojiazhuang, my monthly salary is three copper coins. I heard that it can be increased to five coins as I become more proficient. I work hard at Le Xie's house, and I only get three copper coins a year. But in Zhaojiazhuang, I get three coins a month. You can get three copper coins. Zhaojiazhuang gave me this Chaba happiness in this life, so I no longer believe in Lamaism, but believe in Manjushri Bodhisattva. Everyone, if you also want to get happiness in this life, believe in Manjushri Bodhisattva, he can give you happiness in this life."
After Pubu finished speaking, he bowed to the statue of Zhao Ping on the table and expressed his gratitude to Manjushri Bodhisattva for giving him happiness in this life.
Hearing this, Zhawang's face changed greatly and he said loudly: "This lie told by Pubu, he has been bribed by Zhaojiazhuang, he has been bribed by Zhaojiazhuang."
"Guge, come up and talk." Xiao Huadong smiled slightly and waved to Guge below.
Guge came to the stage, took the sound transmitting instrument, and suddenly burst into tears.
Everyone was immediately confused. Had Zhaojiazhuang abused him? Otherwise, why would he burst into tears without speaking.
Zhawang couldn't help but be overjoyed. He looked at Xiao Huadong with a sneer on his face: "Look at Gu Ge. He is obviously dissatisfied with Zhaojiazhuang. Otherwise, why would he cry loudly on stage?"
Xiao Huadong also felt something was wrong. He registered this Zhawang himself.
His family is even more miserable than Pubu, so he should be more grateful to Zhaojiazhuang.
"I'm sorry, I was so excited just now that I had to cry." Gu Ge cried for a while before whimpering and spoke, "Why are you crying? Because I am even worse than Pu Bu. Pu Bu still has some highland barley at home. But my highland barley is finished, and even the ones I borrowed from Yundan have been eaten. What should I do? I want to sell my two older children to Le Chedan Lansheng. Anyway, I still have two children."
At this point, Guge couldn't help but cry loudly.
He was crying at this time, causing the believers in the audience to cry again. This time the crying was more violent than before.
After all, the child is one's own flesh and blood. If it is not a last resort, who would be willing to sell it to a nobleman as a son?
How did the nobles view Langson? In a word, he was worse than a beast.
Animals can still struggle when being slaughtered, but Lang Sheng cannot struggle when slaughtering, otherwise his family will suffer.
Pubu cried for a while and felt better before continuing.
"At this time, there is a rumor in the city that Manjushri Bodhisattva will give us happiness in this life. I don't believe it at all, but I believe it. There were many people who signed up that day. I queued for a long time and almost fell to the ground from hunger. Zhaojiazhuang gave me something to eat. It was me. I have never heard of or eaten white rice porridge and cooking cakes. I heard that only nobles can enjoy these delicacies, but we enjoyed them that day. We believe in Manjushri Bodhisattva and no longer believe in Lamaism. Now I and Nama every A monthly salary of three copper coins is equivalent to the previous year's income. In the past, only the children of nobles could study in the school, but now my children also study in the school, and it is free."
At this point, he paused, remembered something, and continued.
"Zhaojiazhuang is too benevolent. I said that I had enough food and begged Zhaojiazhuang to pay one month's salary in advance. Zhaojiazhuang will not pay one month's salary in advance, and he has not charged a penny of interest. If I borrowed it from Le Xie's house, he would at least Ask me to pay back four times.”
After he finished speaking, while crying, he came to Manjushri Bodhisattva and bowed respectfully, kneeling three times and bowing nine times.
When the believers in the audience heard this, they felt extremely complicated.
Some are envious, some are jealous, some are doubtful, some are dubious, some feel like they are dreaming, etc.
When Zhawang heard this, his face turned blue and red, and his face was burning.
Fortunately, his skin is not white. If you don't look carefully, you can't tell it at all.
"These two are liars, these two are liars, they were bribed by Zhaojiazhuang," Zhawang yelled at the top of his lungs, "Whoever believes it will be fooled."
Xiao Huadong did not argue. He pointed at a young man in civilian clothes and said, "Ciwang, come up and talk."
Ten believers in Manjushri Bodhisattva came on stage, and Zhawang said it was a lie.
After twenty, although he said it was a lie, his voice became weaker and weaker.
After reaching fifty, although Zawang was objecting, he didn't know what he was talking about.
"Now that you know Yundan, please come up." Xiao Huadong saw that the time was right and took the opportunity to shout loudly with the sound transmitting instrument.
Zawang is still persuading these believers, but almost no one believes his words.
One, two, ten, hundreds, hundreds of Chabas came on stage one after another, admitting that this Yundan was almost the Chaba of Le Xie's family.
Zawang yelled as hard as he could, but in the end, he had no voice anymore.
In fact, Zhawang was not weak in strength. He brought a hundred men with him, and they all followed him and shouted loudly, with great momentum.
But compared with Chaba, who was close to a thousand, he seemed so small and pitiful.
The believers in the audience have all noticed that by the end of the shouting, their voices were either hoarse or they had lost their confidence. It could even be said that they were desperate.
Seeing so many people coming up to testify, Zhawang saw that the situation was not good and was about to run away.
Xiao Huadong had been observing his movements. When he saw Zhawang trying to escape, he shouted loudly with the sound transmitting weapon in his hand: "Take them all."
"Official Xiao, I have nothing to do with you here. I'm resigning." Seeing the soldiers from the security regiment approaching step by step, Zawang hurriedly came to Xiao Huadong, bowed and argued.
Xiao Huadong smiled coldly: "I have already said that perjury will be punished, but you just don't believe it. Since you have the guts to perjury, you have the guts to bear the consequences."
"Xiao Guanren, I just don't believe that Yundan is real, I just have doubts." Zhawang panicked, bowed in front of Xiao Huadong again, and continued to quibble.
"Are you a noble? You deny what you are saying." Xiao Huadong looked at him coldly, his tone was completely dismissive, "Seeing that Yun Dan has come up, seeing that someone has admitted it, you still deny that he is not Yun Dan, yourself If you insist on seeking death, no matter what I can do to you, I can't stop you even if you want to."
Hearing that he had to commit suicide, Zhawang's face turned pale when he heard this, and he immediately fell to the stage paralyzed.
Seeing his master lying on the table, two of his men hurriedly helped Zhawang up from the table.
He pushed his two men aside, came to Xiao Huadong, and knelt down immediately: "Official Xiao, I just wanted to commit perjury. I didn't expect it to be so serious. Please forgive me this time."
Xiao Huadong didn't expect that Zhawang would be arrogant at first and respectful at the other. Now he not only knelt down to him, but also said that he was a villain.
His eyes almost dropped. Is this still a noble? He is worse than Chaba.
It seems that this Zhawang is used to being pampered and bossing around everywhere. He didn't expect to encounter an iron nail today.
I saw a hard one, but now I have a soft one.
Xiao Huadong shook his head, looking down on him in his heart.
"Since you beg for mercy, the death penalty can be avoided, but the living crime cannot be forgiven. I will remove you from the nobility and demote you to a commoner, so all your property will be confiscated." He said to Zawang.
Xiao Huadong now has this confidence, and the believers in front of him have come to convert to Manjushri Bodhisattva.
With the appearance of Yun Dan, Pu Bu, Gu Ge and others, those believers who did not believe it now finally believe that this is a fact.
The lamas and nobles are indeed powerful and have taken root in Tubo for hundreds of years.
But without these Chabas, they seemed like a castle in the air.
It was these believers who converted to Manjushri Bodhisattva one after another, which made Zhawang know that the situation was over and he had no choice but to confess his sins.
The so-called common people are Chaba.
Hearing that Xiao Huadong wanted to deprive him of his noble status and confiscate all his property would be even more uncomfortable than if he died.
He no longer cared about any face, and while kowtowing, he said: "Xiao Guanren, it is Jia Luo and La Jia who instigated the villain. The villain dare not not come."
This person is not only timid, but also has no sense of responsibility, Xiao Huadong thought in his heart.
"Then you write out the process of how they instructed you, and then sign it. We can consider leaving you half of the family property." He thought for a while and said.
"Where's Lang Sheng?" Zhawang still wanted to struggle.
"Langsheng?" Xiao Huadong smiled coldly and emphasized: "Langsheng is not your private property, they are people, so don't think about Langsheng, and don't think about your land, minerals, mountains and rivers."
Zawang did not expect that he had nothing but a pile of dead money.
No matter how rich he is, he will still have nothing to lose, not to mention that he will lose everything including land and mines.
With the remaining half of his family property, it is no longer easy to support a family, let alone a thug.
Fortunately, Xiao Huadong did not kill them all and gave him more or less half of his family property except land and mines.
What is meant is that a phoenix in distress is worse than a chicken? It is people like Zha Wang who are talking about.
He thought there would be benefits to jumping out, but he didn't expect that he didn't get the benefits and lost most of his family property.
Zhawang had no choice but to cry and write a letter of repentance, feeling like he wanted to die.
In the Supervisory Government Building, the three special envoys opened the windows and observed everything in front of them.
"Returning to the West is indeed good. Jia Luo's inevitable attack was easily resolved by him." Zheng Ding drank tea with an appreciative tone.
Yu Qishi also nodded and pointed out the power of it: "This Huixi really knows how to use his brain, step by step, and has a thorough plan. He actually turned 90% of the 10,000 believers present into followers of Manjushri Bodhisattva."
"It seems that there are still a thousand believers who don't want to come up. These are the die-hard supporters of Lamaism." Zheng Ding shook his head, "Almost 30,000 people have become supporters of the little saint. These one thousand die-hard supporters of Lamaism can no longer create much trouble. "
There was a sarcastic look on Yu Qishi's face: "This can only be blamed on the Lamaism and the nobles' methods of seeking death, which pushed these believers to the side of the little saint."
"Lamaism and the nobility are mutually exclusive, colluding with each other, and share the common belief of believers like Fish and Meat Chai Balangsheng. Lamaism's theory of eliminating sins convinced Chaba, which provides the basis for the aristocrats' Fish and Meat Chai Balangsheng; the nobles in turn send Fish and Meat Chai Balangsheng The little saint pointed out the ugliest side of Lamaism and the nobility." Zheng Ding recited the little saint's quotations while looking at the lamas and nobles in front of him with hatred.
"This Xiao Huadong is really good. Not only has he solved most of the problems of Chaba and other believers, he has also severely dealt a blow to the arrogance of the nobles." Wang Wenxiu looked at everything in front of him in the Supervisor's Mansion and praised Xiao Huadong emphatically, "Tomorrow The show is officially on."
When the two of them heard Wang Wenxiu's praise, they thought, does Xiao Huadong want to reach a higher level again?
Boss, Xiao Huadong is great, but his time is too short.
It is possible to train him, but there is still a process for promotion, both of them thought.
The three of them looked at each other, nodded, and looked forward to tomorrow.
The next day, at the gate of the Jianguo Mansion, something major happened that could change the history of Tubo.
The front was densely packed with people, including lamas and believers, totaling almost 30,000 people.
Three special envoys, Wang Wenxiu, formally tried Jebu, the khenpos of Suolang Dongzhao Temple, Nanzhao Temple, and Jiayang lamas who helped the evildoers.
Although the two Khenpos of Jebu Solang tried their best to quibble, they could not deny it in front of the artifacts made of human skin and human bones from the two temples.
As a result of the trial, Jebu, Solang, and Gayang finally achieved positive results, and they were skinned to make magical weapons.
But what the believers did not expect was that these so-called enlightened monks were not as lofty as they preached the Dharma.
While they were skinning them, they began to curse.
Then in the middle of the process, they stopped yelling and screamed.
Later, they no longer screamed, but begged for mercy and begged for mercy.
In the end, they had no other demands but a quick death and relief.
Skinning is the cruelest punishment and the most painful punishment, even more painful than Lingchi.
How does it feel to peel the skin off? It feels as if thousands of needles are pricking the skin at the peeling place.
These so-called high-ranking monks, so-called Khenpos, and so-called Rinpoche turned a blind eye to Lang Sheng being skinned, and even asked the skinned person not to struggle.
Now, when they taste the peeling, they realize how painful it is.
Leche and Pubu did not escape punishment and were also sentenced to death.
Although it is also the death penalty, the method of death is different.
Jeb, Solang and others were skinned and made into magic weapons, while they were trampled to death alive.
The person who trampled them to death was none other than the Yun Dan family members who were almost trampled to death by them.
Zhaojiazhuang is based on the hobbies of these prisoners during their lives, implementing the method of treating others and inflicting punishment on others.
Watching Jebu, Solang and others being skinned, the dual-wielding Jamba Khenpo kept blabbering, as if they were the ones being punished.
Dual-wielding Jianba's dim eyes kept streaming with tears. He said in a long voice: "His Majesty, now it's Jebu and Solang, and the next step will be us."
Later, he couldn't help but knock his upper and lower teeth against each other.
Jialuo was picking up the tea cup at this time, but the tea cup was not butter tea, but drunken spring breeze.
Although he was used to drinking butter tea, he felt that the refreshing effect was not as good as Zui Chunfeng.
He drank up all the drunken spring breeze in the tea cup in one gulp, trying to sober himself up.
After Jia Luo drank it all, he threw the teacup on the ground.
He is the Right Prime Minister, and the ground is not dirt, but stone slabs.
The teacup hit the stone floor with a thud and shattered into pieces.
"How can this matter be ended like this? It's not over, it's not over yet." He stood up from the coffee table and said viciously.
Dual-wielding Qiangba and others couldn't help but be overjoyed. The Dharma King was indeed the Dharma King, and his methods were indeed brilliant.
Dual-wielding Qianba, he put his palms together and saluted: "Dharma King, what can I do?"
Jialuo didn't say anything. He dipped his mouth in saliva and wrote a few words on the coffee table.
