Chengtian Liangzhou Mansion, Yongxun Palace, Wenhua Palace.
Lang Yi grabbed a Xizhou honeydew melon and started to gnaw it.
When the Tubo women who came with her saw Lang Yi nibbling, they immediately started to bite the fruits on the table, regardless of the solemn atmosphere in the palace.
The look on Langjie Jiangcuo's face was extremely embarrassing. He was a little slow and failed to stop his daughter Langyi's claws, causing the Wenhua Palace to be filled with the sound of mice gnawing melons.
Lang Yi didn't care too much. The environment on the plateau was harsh, and women were at the bottom of the living circle. Naturally, they had to seize every opportunity to eat and store more energy for themselves, otherwise they would not be able to cope with the severe cold in winter.
"The Holy Emperor has arrived!" A very beautiful singing voice sounded, followed by gentle footsteps.
Lang Yi only saw a strange black dress. Before he could even look at the appearance, his head was violently pushed to the ground by his father, Lang Jie Jiangcuo.
There were two thumps, one was the sound of Lang Yi's forehead hitting the ground, and the other was the sound of the honeydew melon in his hand falling to the ground.
This prairie dog-like Qingtang woman was even in severe pain and quickly reached out to catch half of the honeydew that fell to the ground, and then stuffed it into the hem of her skirt to hide it.
This melon is so sweet, I want to eat it all in a while!
"My lord, please pay homage to His Majesty the Great Emperor!"
Your Majesty, the Great Emperor, Zhang Hao tasted the word for a while. The Han people would not call their emperor this way.
It seems that these Qingtang people still do not regard them as courtiers like the Han people. Maybe in their hearts, the Supreme Heaven is much more acceptable to them than the Emperor Zhou.
The atmosphere also seemed a bit awkward. Zhang Yan originally thought of a lot of things to say, but suddenly he couldn't say anything.
Xishan Babu Qiang, Songpan Thirty-one Dongdai, Dafeichuan Six Surnames, and other Qingtang people have been here for almost ten days.
In the past ten days, whether it was the Jinyi guards, the Ministry of Rites, or the monks of the Six Dharma Sect, there was a distinctive feature in the information sent back.
There is a very important prerequisite for their ability to accept the Six Methods Sect so quickly and accept Zhang Zhi's identity as the Supreme Heaven.
That is to say, these people regard Zhang Yan, who was born and raised in Shazhou, as part of the former Tubo Empire, or what is called the Tubo cultural circle.
Otherwise, these people would not be so easy to accept a pure Tang person in their eyes as their god.
I, Zhang Shengren, don’t know what it feels like. Could it be that God sent him here to give a final explanation to the Tang and Tibetans who had been fighting for hundreds of years?
Didi yo yo! At this moment, a honeydew melon rolled to Zhang Hao's feet, and then a panicked floral skirt stretched out a hand to grab the honeydew melon.
But soon her head was held down by another Tibetan man with a face full of fear and embarrassment.
Zhang Yan was stunned for a second, and his thoughts jumped a few times like lightning, that's all! That’s it! Just be a fan of thieves.
Compared with this false reputation, if Tang and Tibet can be integrated into one body at this time, they can at least have Tianzhu as a de facto colony for hundreds of years.
There is also a place to throw away the Dingkou that will be created by the population explosion in the next few hundred years.
Because at this time, apart from the Northeast, only Tianzhu could immigrate in large numbers.
In terms of livability, Tianzhu is far better than Southeast Asia. In terms of ease of governance, Tianzhu is several orders of magnitude ahead of places like Henan.
This is why Zhang Zhang attaches great importance to the Qingtang Plateau. If the Chinese dynasty wants to maintain a strong deterrent to Tianzhu and prevent them from resisting, it must rely on the Qingtang Plateau.
If you want to suck the blood of Tianzhu, if you send too few troops, you will become like the Zhenyuan Kingdom who advocated Bingzhong, who is now completely betrayed. He temporarily formed a large army from other places to go to Tianzhu, but it is too far, and going there once will not be worth the gain.
Only the Qingtang Plateau, located on the top of the mountain, overlooking the Tianzhu Plain, only needs to gather thousands or even hundreds of people, and after a little adaptation, they can quickly dive to the Ganges Plain through a few warm and humid mountain passes.
Let the Qingtang warriors beat anyone who refuses to accept it!
After the fight, give them some benefits and let them return to the plateau. Keep this habit of going south. Next time someone makes trouble, just copy it as usual.
In this way, although it is impossible to actually control it, it is completely possible to get a group of people to serve as masters, and combined with the prosperity of the Maritime Silk Road in the future, to "draw blood" from Tianzhu.
Thinking of this, Zhang Yan lowered his head and picked up the half of the honeydew melon. The Heluo elegant dialect he often spoke in his mouth also changed into Hexi Mandarin with a lot of Tubo vocabulary.
"Whose girl is this? She looks so fertile!"
Zhang Gao threw the honeydew melon to the waiter behind him. While talking, he pulled Lang Yi up with his head on the ground with his left hand. His right hand had already touched the waist of the Tubo woman.
As expected, it is very powerful. It is not very soft when you hold it. Instead, you can feel a strange sense of strength, as if you are holding a raging fire of life.
If this were done in Han Dynasty, everyone would definitely feel a little embarrassed.
The woman will think that the emperor is not very respectful, and others will think that the emperor is too frivolous.
But among the Qingtang people, this degree is just right.
As soon as the rhythm came, we were surrounded by the familiar atmosphere of the Tubo and Qiang people in Qingtang, and the little embarrassment we felt just now disappeared immediately.
Lang Yi was extremely pleasantly surprised. She had heard from many people that there were many rules in the Central Plains emperor's house, but she did not expect to hear the language she was familiar with when she arrived. The emperor's behavior seemed to show that there were not so many headaches here. rules.
Immediately, the Tubo woman shook her waist proudly, without even moving her feet. She was under Zhang Yan's control, and she was able to twist her body as enchantingly as a water snake with just the strength of her waist.
This little Qingtang motor is very powerful!
"Your Majesty, Lang Yi is very energetic. No woman in Songpan can compare with Nu. My grandma said that Nu will definitely give birth to ten strong sons in the future!"
Zhang Hao laughed loudly, let go of Lang Yi, and let her continue to prostrate herself on the ground.
"That's great. God also told me that I will have ninety-nine sons in the future!"
As soon as Langyi was praised by the emperor, a group of Tibetan beauties who had followed him immediately ran out and stood on both sides doing a dance, trying their best to show off their beauty and strength.
Zhang Gao stopped pretending, and ordered his servant to hold a big wine jar. He first walked to Su Shangzhi, the chief of the eight tribes of Xishan, and filled a large bowl of wine for him with his own hands.
"I have recommended the Dorje Golden Pearl to the seat of Bodhisattva Remove Obstacles to listen to the Dharma and practice virtue. Soon the Buddha's benevolence will befall you and the eight tribes."
Su Shangzhi knelt down on one knee, took the wine bowl with both hands, and drank it all in one gulp.
"The eight tribes of Xishan will always be the most devout believers of the Supreme Heaven. This is the guidance of the Buddha and the long-cherished wish of Dorje Jinzhu throughout his life!"
Zhang Hao nodded, put a little wine in the wine jar with his hand, and then flicked it onto the heads of Su Shangzhi and the other six people. The wet wine was like a bright pearl on their thick hair.
Then Zhang Gao poured six more bowls of wine and gave them to the other six leaders, who thanked them one by one.
"Langjie Jiangcuo, I see a general star shining in the sky of Songpan Mansion. In the future, a hero will be born here. Remember, please recommend more talents from Songpan Mansion to serve me."
The hero mentioned by Zhang Zhang should be Pan Luozhi who has been born or is about to be born and has made a big splash in history.
But in Langjie Jiangcuo's ears, it sounded like the emperor liked Langyi very much and was willing to give them, the wealthy people of Songpan Prefecture, a chance to make meritorious deeds.
At that moment, he kowtowed to the ground and said, "The man of Songpan Mansion will definitely become the most heroic and loyal eagle dog in the Supreme Heaven."
Lun Jingxu was wearing a robe commonly worn by the Tibetan people, but his son Lun Boren behind him was wearing a silver-white round-neck robe, which was exactly the style of the Tang Dynasty.
"I discuss Jingxu, discuss Boren, and kowtow to the saint!"
The family members of Lun family are still very clear-headed and know how to use Han etiquette to visit Zhang Yan. In fact, the six surnames of Dafeichuan led by Lun family can already be regarded as part of Longyou.
Because the Shanzhou tribes in the Hehuang Valley had long been absorbed by Zhang Zhang and became Longyou Han people, the people with the six surnames of Dafei and Sichuan all coveted the treatment of the Shanzhou tribes and joined the Shanzhou tribes openly or covertly. Quite a few.
They are not as far away from the core of Zhang Yan's rule as Songpan and Xishan Babu, so they naturally need to be more knowledgeable.
At the same time, in order to bring the Six Dharma Sect to the plateau, they even have to continue to march into Luoluo to make the Zanpumen of the Lhasa royal family and even the Guge royal family surrender.
Zhang Yan certainly cannot directly participate in these matters. At this stage, the Zhou army cannot go to the plateau, so a capable minister is still needed.
Theorists are the most suitable choice.
After hearing that Lun Boren's father had changed his name to Lun Jingxu, Zhang Yan knew that they had already exchanged ranks with their relatives who had stayed in Han.
Because the Wannian County Magistrate of Jingzhao Chang'an Prefecture under Zhang Zhang was called Lun Jingli, and he was the head of the Lun family in Han Dynasty.
Zhang Gao picked up the wine glass and took the initiative to invite the Lun family and his son to drink, "In the past, King Zhongjun of Bachuan entered the Han Dynasty with seven thousand horses to control the frontier fortress.
During the Dazhong period, Erzu served the country bravely and took the initiative to return to Dafichuan, which made great contributions.
Lun Jia became the prime minister of Zanpu, a noble family of Tubo, and the prince of Tang Dynasty, a wealthy family of Han Dynasty.
Today, I am willing to resolve the centuries-old struggle between the Tang and Bo tribes and unite to the outside world. The Lun clan should hold high this banner for me! "
Lun Jingxu and Lun Rinbo and his son were overjoyed when they heard this, knowing that Zhang Yan was entrusted with a big task.
And they had already prepared. If Zhang Yan was a Han with a bit of Tubo color and could be quickly recognized by the Qingtang tribes, they would be the real wealthy family of Tang and Tibet.
In today's situation, the Lun family is the most representative family that unites Tang and Bo.
"My father and my son have gone through fire and water to spread His Majesty's sage wisdom and supreme benevolence to the whole of Tibet!"
Zhang Hao nodded with a smile, then turned around and held up a big wine bowl to the other tribesmen as if to invite him to drink.
"From today on, Qingtang and Handi are one family. How the Six Dharma Sect is doing depends on whether you are pious."
As soon as these words came out, all the powerful chiefs prostrated themselves on the ground, then stood up and cheered loudly, and drank Zhang Gao's invitation wine together.
When the noise died down, Lun Jingxu stood up and took the hands of Su Shangzhi and Langjie Jiangcuo to Zhang Gao and asked, "Please let the three of us dance for the saint!"
Lun Jingxu used a saint this time, which proved that he is quite capable. Among these people, anyone can advocate for the Supreme Heaven, but he must use a saint.
Dancing to say thank you is not a habit of the Tang people, it is also practiced by the Tubo people.
In other words, their dancing habits were learned from the people of the Tang Dynasty.
Especially during the Changqing Alliance Meeting of Emperor Mu Zong of the Tang Dynasty, the envoys of the Tang court ordered people to perform the King of Qin's Breaking Formation Dance at Luoxie in Zanpu's summer palace. Tubo also began to widely popularize dances to thank the king.
Of course Zhang Yan will allow it. This is the most important ceremony in this meeting.
At this moment, in the Wenhua Palace, the servants opened the tables and chairs to leave enough space, and the leaders of each department brought in the dancing equipment.
The crisp Tubo-style drum beat sounded, and the first to appear were the daughters of the leaders of each tribe, a total of sixteen people.
After they appeared on the stage, they gave a loud shout and all took off their skirts, wearing only a pair of tight-fitting shorts, revealing their lustrous and strong legs.
Then she wore a cloak made of various colored feathers, and her body was covered with precious gemstone ornaments. She held red, yellow, pink, and purple flowers in her hands, and her movements were sometimes enchanting and sometimes gentle.
This was the main form of Qingtang women's dance at this time. It was also recorded in "Wang Tong Ji" compiled by Suonan Gyaltsen, a Qingtang eminent monk and great litterateur in the late Yuan Dynasty. In later generations, it evolved into the Macha Xia Buzhuo dance, which is also It’s called Qinghai-Tibet Peacock Dance.
After the women finished dancing, it was the men's turn.
The leaders of each tribe wear masks depicting lions, yaks, tigers and other beasts, and hold yak tails.
The servants in the hall used giant hammers, fierce Laotian drums, accompanied by pipa and cymbals. The leaders of various tribes bare their chests and danced to the drum music, making roars imitating yaks, lions, tigers and other beasts.
There is definitely no snow leopard. Although this thing can barely be regarded as a beast, its cry is really disappointing.
This is called yak dance, snow lion dance, etc. After the leaders of the tribes finished dancing, they immediately shouted long live the mountains.
At this time, I, Saint Zhang, also took off my outer robe, revealing my close-fitting clothes, and personally held the Jie drum, which is the drum Li Longji held in his hand when he danced with An Lushan in The Legend of the Cat Demon.
Legend has it that Li Longji is very good at Jie drum, and I, Zhang Shengren, am not bad either.
Because his aunt, the Empress Dowager Ciyou, was very good at it and had people bring music scores and musicians to Zhang Yan. In the past, this body was not only famous for singing and reciting Buddhist scriptures, but also famous for its Jie drum.
This was the only entertainment he had in the past.
Seeing the end of Zhang Shengren, the women gathered around him and continued to perform the peacock dance. The men withdrew to the outside and continued to dance like lions and tigers, and also continued to imitate the sounds of beasts.
Zhang Shengren was spinning rapidly while beating the Jiegu drum, and his drumming and dancing skills were truly impressive.
When everyone was sweating from dancing, the drumming stopped, and the leaders of the tribes bowed down again and shouted three times: "Long live!"
At this time, the atmosphere was quite warm, and the shouts of long live were even more sincere.
Zhang Hao finally understood why worship dance was popular in the Tang Dynasty. It is true that dance can bring people closer together.
Just like in later generations, when a new person enters the company and is still a little bit fresh, if he goes to the KTV to sing a song with his colleagues and leaders, the relationship will instantly become harmonious.
After the dance, Zhang Gao and the leaders of the tribes went back and changed their clothes. Zhang Gao then began to throw coins.
He selected six beauties from each tribe and gave them to the leaders of each tribe: robes, gold and silver, porcelain, jade plaques, goldfish bags, etc.
At this time, just after arriving in Shenzheng, that is, at four o'clock in the afternoon, it was time to feed. Zhang Jian ordered the Shang Food Bureau to start preparing a banquet.
Almost at the same time, as soon as the hourglass reached the Shen Zheng moment, starting from Dayun Temple, Kumarajiva Temple, Baita Temple, Haizang Temple, Guanyin Temple and other temples, they collectively began to ring the bells, and the long sound of the bells echoed throughout the city.
In the Yongxun Palace of the Imperial City, the Yanshou Temple prays for the Empress Dowager Ciyou, Zhang's aunt and biological mother, and the Empress Dowager Cisheng. Zhaoming Temple, which commemorates the return of the Twenty-Eight Hexi loyalists and pays homage to the fallen heroes, also began to ring the bell.
The monks from the Qingtang Plateau who came with the leaders of various tribes, wearing khaki robes with bare right arms and holding drums, collectively sang and recited the "Supreme Heaven's Great Wisdom to Combat Disasters" amidst bursts of Sanskrit music.
Zhang Zhi was sitting cross-legged in the middle of the hall, holding a wooden fish in one hand to knock and a drum to spin in the other.
The leaders of all tribes knelt down on the ground, put their heads on the ground, and made a gesture of worship. They also sang and recited the scriptures.
This time, not only the eight tribes of Xishan, the thirty-one Dongdai of Songpan, and the six surnames of Dafeichuan came, there were also a considerable number of monks who survived in Qingtang.
They all came down from the mountain to "study" under the orders of the Buddha. For this reason, Zhang Gao specially opened Buddhist classes for them in temples such as Dayun Temple and Kumarajiva Temple.
The leaders of the various tribes have one level of truth, and these monks plus the Dharma-transmitting monks of the Six Dharma Sects have another level of truth. If both principles are present, then there will be no disadvantage.
. . . .
Just when the Buddhist chants were loud in Liangzhou Prefecture, Chengtian, people everywhere in Hexi and Longyou were mobilized.
Zhang Yan saw a problem from the tiger-hunting warriors Li Zun and Fan Changgong. Originally, he did not want to ruthlessly deploy too much force in Longyou, Hexi, for fear of causing a shortage of labor.
But now it seems that it is not enough to be transferred without ruthlessness. If you are not ruthlessly transferred, people like Li Zun and Fan Changgong will have no place to display their martial arts skills, so why don't they have to hook up in the countryside to become kings and hegemons?
To solve the problem of small-scale tyrants appearing in Longyou, Hexi Province, we must be ruthless and mobilize force from them. As long as we don't use all the resources like I did when I mobilized the Sauron people in the Qing Dynasty.
In Xiedan Town, Li Cunhui rode on a tall horse and looked seriously at the thousands of warriors in front of him.
"The sage's decree! If the father and son are together in the army, the father will return and the son will stay. If the brothers are together, the elder brother will go and the younger brother will stay. The only son in the family who has not yet reached the age of twelve must also return to his hometown.
For the rest of the people, the soldiers from the upper household will prepare their own armor, weapons, and horses, and the soldiers from the middle household will prepare their own weapons and horses. After five days, they will send troops outside the fortress! "
(End of chapter)
