The atmosphere in the entire venue had almost reached a climax at this time.
"Hu Tsai Tsai!"
"Hu Tsai Tsai!"
Liu Zheng couldn't help but be carried away by the atmosphere at the scene.
Hundreds of thousands of men, women, and children, all singing and dancing, all waiting devoutly, this scene is simply unmentionable. At this time, Qiong Hai seemed to have magic power.
Everyone danced and sang songs around the tall altar.
It seems that at this moment, there is no hatred, no disagreement, no more competition for water resources and interests among the various ethnic groups in Daliang Mountain. At this moment, they are the people of this mountain, and that's all. That's all, work together and call each other brothers.
Liu Zheng was a noble man, so naturally he stood on the tall bamboo building with this group of big guys and watched everything.
Seeing this grand occasion, Huo Buquli couldn't help but sigh: "Although Liangshan under the rule of Lao Zimo had their own evil intentions, the Torch Festival every year was such a grand scene. At that time, it was called lively."
Hearing this, Liu Zheng actually felt very strange.
He was curious.
What exactly happened in Liangshan back then.
He could conclude that the fuse that caused the chaos in Liangshan and ignited the civil strife in Liangshan was poppy.
So from this point of view, does Alu's old Zmo hate poppy, or are the two parties just fighting because of poppy?
This is no longer known.
But today's Liangshan is indeed as Huo Buquli said.
It looks very harmonious on the surface, but in fact, there is strong hostility between each ethnic group.
Because it's fast.
Following the next step, one by one Big Bimo is about to appear. The people of Liangshan, who had not differentiated between you and me just now, soon automatically formed camps one by one.
"Dabimo! Dabimo!"
"Zizabimo!"
"Hama, hama!"
"Go away! Our Big Bimo is the real Big Bimo in Liangshan!"
"Shut up! You bunch of losers!"
"Adu Adu! Only our Adu Bimo can ignite the fire of ancestors!"
"Fart, where is our son of the black dragon?"
The scene suddenly became chaotic, with all kinds of curses and curses flying. It was harmonious just now, but now it has a strong smell of flames. If it weren't for the Torch Festival, people from this ethnic group might have started fighting on the spot.
Liu Zheng looked worried that they would not be able to help but take action.
Shama Zhuoyi next to him looked at him and said: "Noble man, it doesn't matter, today is the Torch Festival, there is only fire, no blood! I, the warrior of Liangshan, have a tough folk custom, this is a common thing."
Liu Zheng chuckled and was noncommittal.
It's really tough...
He sighed inwardly. Isn't this the chaos and hatred created specifically by these rulers? The chiefs of this ethnic minority are so short-sighted. They want to extract maximum benefits during their time in office. The more hostile the people of Liangshan are, the more successful they will be.
To change this pattern, religious beliefs must be unified.
Today, how Aluba appears has indeed become the key.
Seeing that Liu Zheng was not being stimulated by him, Shama Zhuoyi smiled coldly: "Nobleman from Longyan, I hope your son of the black dragon will not disappoint anyone, otherwise the anger of the people of Liangshan cannot be underestimated!"
"Shama you..."
Huo Buqu was so exhausted.
The other leaders also started mocking.
They really couldn't figure it out. This Daliang Mountain had been ruled by Shama Zhuoyi for many years. What did such a weak Long Yan man want to do when he suddenly appeared?
Fifty thousand troops stationed?
I'm afraid Shama Zhuoyi will eat everything up!
at this time.
"Hama, Hama, Hama is coming!"
"Hamabimo!"
"Hama hama!"
On the day of the Torch Festival, the first big bimo finally appeared in full dress. That's right, he was dressed up. When this person came out, he immediately caused a roar like a tsunami. This big Bimo weighs over a hundred kilograms just in his messy clothes. Hair style, clothing, decorations, he holds a long staff in his hand...
However……
Below, a group of Sunis followed him.
However, he was walking on a tightrope.
"puff……"
Liu Zheng almost spit it out and couldn't help but blink.
Ah this?
Is this how they come out?
Are you sure they're not from the circus?
Walking a tightrope?
Not only that, these people were extremely excited.
He was such a good guy that everyone was stunned.
…
Lao Wang changed his name again.
He felt that the name Wang Dapan was a bit too hasty. So, he changed his name to "Wang Dapan"!
The change of name actually illustrates the change of Lao Wang's mentality.
He was a slave from Nanyang and dreamed of becoming a free citizen.
After becoming a free citizen through his own efforts, he felt that life was getting more and more exciting.
So, it was called Dapan.
But now, it's different again...
He felt that not only did he have hope in life, but he also had the opportunity to move up.
Life is so wonderful.
These days, he has been running around, trying his best to gather these people, these workers, and these forces around him. He was eloquent and told them his own opinions.
I believe in Liangzhou Prefecture.
Believe me, sir!
The crisis will pass sooner or later.
As long as you believe it, I will help you seek benefits.
"I'll help you negotiate with the government!"
Liangzhou needs stability, society needs order, factories need to resume work, and products need to be made by us.
Stability is never just a matter for the government, it is also something that we, the people, need to work together!
You guys work well!
Leave all your demands to me!
Don’t worry, leave it to me!
As a person who has climbed up from the bottom, Wang Dapan knows how to find the points in these people's hearts, how to touch them, and how to persuade them.
Just started.
His various speeches, all kinds of vomiting, are still a bit immature.
But as he gave more than a dozen speeches a day, he didn't even have time to take a sip of water when he was so busy.
He became more and more emotional, more and more skilled, and more and more able to arouse people's resonance.
soon.
Some people began to support Wang Dapan, and many people went back to work, waiting for Wang Dapan to arrange negotiations and be responsible for negotiating with the government, purchasing and distributing food.
However……
His family, however, began to worry.
Lao Wang's wife and brother-in-law are all worried. Lao Wang looks like he's in a daze... He's openly setting up a non-governmental organization! This was a taboo in the feudal dynasty!
Will Liangzhou Prefecture tolerate him?
Go to negotiate with the Liangzhou government on behalf of the workers?
Why are you speaking so loudly?
What do you want to do?
Do you want to rebel?
For people of this era, this is the first thought that comes to mind when encountering this matter.
But they couldn't persuade or hold him back.
Liangzhou today.
It’s really a situation where demons are dancing wildly.
Just another day.
Wang Dapan was assassinated, and his family felt relieved about him.
