Zuo Qiuhong, the second-generation government official, went out with great momentum when he went to war. Everyone thought that the level of the person coming from the capital was not too bad. In the past, he followed Cao Qiansong and kept Cao Bin and Cao Wei's name on his lips. Who knew? It’s just a pickle, and it’s not enough to fill people’s teeth. It can’t even defeat the mountain people who can’t even eat rice, and they have been captured by the mountain people!
The defeat of the entire Quanzhou Prefecture caused a major earthquake. It is a consensus that the southern soldiers' combat effectiveness is low, especially in Fujian, which has not had a war for many years. However, the southern soldiers are not warlike and the people in the south are not warlike either. They lost so simply that all the officials Still can't keep it on my face.
As soon as the high-ranking cadre brought back dozens of corpses, he actually performed extraordinary feats despite being defeated. At this time, the aides around Zhao Weixian impeached him, saying that he was killing good people and taking merit. They knew the level of the high-ranking cadre, and Zuoqiu Hong was only half as good as he was, and he led the same troops. How could one be defeated and captured, while the other gain countless victories? I'm afraid they are using the head of a local fellow to claim credit and take advantage of the reward! Nan Cong is so cunning, that must be the case!
After all, Zhao Weixian was not confused and did not know how to employ people. He used two straw bags by mistake. Fortunately, he did not make the same mistake again and again. He specially sent people to visit several villages on the north bank. At least he got the right answer when asked by the court. .
The visiting official arrived at Chihe. Fortunately, he was tied up as soon as he arrived in front of the company. He was asked several times for passwords and failed to answer any questions. The patrol officer tied him up on the spot without saying a word. The official also made rude remarks and kept his mouth shut. That is: "You anti-people are going to die a good death. The imperial army will destroy your nests in the near future!" He looked down on these villagers and got a few slaps from the annoyed villagers before he stopped and was dragged to Liang Chuan: "You guys The dogs’ legs raised by the dog officials are not as good as those of us farmers. We have to rely on ourselves to protect our homes and homes. If we rely on you, our lives will be damned long ago!”
Liang Chuan didn't argue. He saw that the official's dress and behavior were not that of ordinary people. He still had to have at least good eyesight. He didn't embarrass the other party too much. He let him go with a smile and let the artist set up a table. Wine and good food will wash people's dust.
In front of this official, Liang Chuan also 'severely scolded' several patrol members. It sounded like he was scolding them, but he had a smile on his face, but he didn't let the official see it. Rather than scolding them, they were clearly praising them for a job well done.
After accepting the scolding humbly, the two team members returned to their respective posts. Liang Chuan and the official had a feast before Liang Chuan politely sent him back. As for the several questions asked by this official, Liang Chuan specially called He Baozheng to confront him. All grassroots cadres like them were recruited truthfully. Liang Chuan also cooperated very well, saying that the officers and soldiers led by senior cadres killed them all. Anyway, let the senior cadres get the advantage first, and if they can get rewards in the future, they will not be able to escape.
Now that the team members and villagers' fear of fighting has been completely eliminated, they can get the reward very happily. Everyone is eager for the reward and would like to go up the mountain to snatch people's heads. The village's defenses and traps have been set up for a day, and they are almost in place. The floating soil on the traps is difficult for the team members to spot without looking carefully, let alone the mountain people in the battle. The only thing waiting now is whether Zhaodi can bring the weapons back.
Liang Chuan was a little worried when he asked Zhaodi to do this. After all, Zhaodi was too young and inexperienced in dealing with people. The matter of buying weapons and materials was of great importance. There was really no one around him to help him out. Experience and practice will never make you great.
Brother Zhao finally came back, and he also brought back an old acquaintance, Hussein.
Hussein had already changed into Hanfu at this time, without even wearing their trademark white turban, and his large beard was exposed. The black bodyguards around him did not follow him, but were followed by two identical Central Asian warriors. He definitely doesn't want to attract attention by dressing up in such a low-key manner.
"You don't treat me as a friend. You didn't notify me when the new house was built. I'll give you some furniture." The last time Hussein came here, he was still sitting on a small bench in the He's ancestral hall. The new house is not yet finished.
"It's okay now. Not long after we moved in, we just need some mahogany furniture." Liang Chuan was not polite to him.
Hussein didn't take it seriously. This little thing wouldn't cause him any pain: "Tianzhu's small-leaf red sandalwood is a treasure handed down from generation to generation. I'll make a few sets for you next time!"
Liang Chuan's eyes lit up. Isn't this India's small-leaf red sandalwood? This thing can really be passed down for thousands of years. But this guy probably didn't come here today to deliver furniture so kindly. Liang Chuan smiled and said: "Distant guests from afar, tell me, I'm not in peace right now. Isn't it because I found the plants I want?"
Hussein said straightforwardly: "I already have a clue to what you want, but I won't be able to get it until next year. One code is another code. We are friends. If our friends are in trouble, God has warned us that we should help."
Liang Chuan looked at the local businessman suspiciously and asked, "Did Allah tell you what difficulties I encountered?"
Hussein paused and then said: "God is omnipotent. Of course there is an oracle for me. He also told me that if he wants the light of truth to shine on the land of the East, he will let a friend from the East come. Ask me to make it happen." When Hussein said this, he looked at Liang Chuan with a mysterious face, half-smiling.
Both of them have ulterior motives and have their own plans for the other. Both of them are smart people, and they can know what the other wants and needs when they meet each other.
At this time, Liang Chuan sat quietly and watched the changes. Hussein took a sip of Liangchuan's herbal tea. The weather became cooler in autumn, but the sun during the day was still quite powerful. A sip of herbal tea made people feel refreshed. Hussein sat for a while, but Liangchuan was still indifferent. Hussein Because he couldn't sit still anymore, he spoke first: "You have people here who are restless, but they lack a lot of things. I originally wanted to do some small business with your friends on the mountain to make some money, but Allah is great, and Allah guides me." I’m here to help you, not those people on the mountain.”
Liang Chuan laughed: "It seems that Allah really needs a mosque." Liang Chuan's words made Husse blush.
Hussein said awkwardly: "I have brought you the weapons you want, and I have even brought you food and medicine. If you need manpower, I can also help you provide it."
If it weren't for the fact that it would be a great honor to build a mosque on this land, and the local government was strictly guarding against such proselytizing behavior and resolutely resisted it, otherwise with his financial resources, he would have ten mosques, not to mention one. One of them has already been tinkered with.
Hussein, the previous magistrate, spent a lot of money, and finally managed the relationship well. The dog official's attitude towards Hussein was also very ambiguous. Who knew that this was all an illusion to confuse him. When Hussein proposed to build a mosque, it happened to be the time when the previous magistrate was transferred. He slapped his butt and walked away, leaving Hussein dumbfounded. The new Zhao Weixian saw Hussein as a monkey. Money was nothing. The whole world belonged to the Zhao family. How would he value such a small amount of money? Not to mention saying hello, not even meeting.
I thought that the great cause of spreading the prophet of God would perish, but who would have thought that Liang Chuan would come to his door and tell him that he wanted to build a mosque. There is no mosque in the east. How could a man from Liangchuan, who had never even been to Xinghua, know where it was? This must be a message from God, allowing him to realize this great dream through Liangchuan.
Even if he made a fortune that rivaled the rest of the world, he learned a saying in the East: he cannot be rich for three generations. The wealth will eventually disappear, but the holy miracles of Allah will not disappear. Thousands of years later, the miracles of Allah will not disappear. When believers see this great temple they built in the east, they will definitely remember their merits. This is eternity and immortality.
Hussein's brown and deep eyes burst with extreme fanaticism, which was in stark contrast to his thin torso. Even though Liang Chuan had some understanding of the religion of Islam in his previous life, he was not familiar with the people who came into contact with them. The believers were still a little surprised because they were so pious at heart.
Liang Chuan decided to take another strong medicine. He raised an inadvertently sly smile at the corner of his mouth, and suppressed all expressions on his face. He looked at Hussein calmly for a long time without saying a word, and then walked into the room. , and found a volume of calligraphy he had found in Da Fei Mountain. It was Xiaozhuan calligraphy by Li Si of the Qin Dynasty. Not to mention Hussein, even Liang Chuan could not understand it.
Liang Chuan sat upright in front of Hussein and unfolded the scroll flatly. Hussein didn't understand Chinese characters, let alone the ancient pre-Qin seal script. He didn't understand the meaning Liang Chuan showed him. Could it be that he wanted to sell calligraphy and painting? The Oriental people like this thing very much. He never understands the advantages of this kind of thing. He would rather buy some gems than exchange this kind of calligraphy and painting. Liang Chuan said to Hussein with a lifeless tone and an expressionless face: "Hussein, I am the angel Jibril, and I am commanded by the Lord to tell you that this man is the messenger of Allah!"
Hussein's ears were like a huge bell buzzing. Liang Chuan's voice was not loud, but the impact on his soul was more shocking than the effect of the earth shattering. His face turned white instantly, and his mouth murmured. I opened my mouth to speak, but no words came out.
Liang Chuan sneered in his heart, it really works! He continued: "You read it out." Hussein seemed to have exhausted all his strength, his body was shaking, and finally he said a few words: "I... can't... read it out."
This is what happened when their prophet first became a saint. Angels descended to earth and asked Muhammad to read it, but the prophet frankly admitted that he could not read it. Hussein was no better than the prophet, and he did not dare to compare himself with the prophet. Naturally, he could not pronounce it.
These characters are from the pre-Qin Dynasty. Hussein looked at them as if they were heavenly books. Only those who could read them would be ghosts. Liang Chuan hugged Hussein tightly. This hug made Hussein's face turn from white to red, and tears flowed from his sunken eye sockets. Liang Chuan asked again: "Read it." Hussein shook his head. , but his face was sacred: "I can't read it."
Liang Chuan finally said: "You should read it in the name of your Creator. He once created man from blood clots. You should read it. Your Lord is the most respected. He once taught people to write with a pen. He once taught people what he knows. Things I don’t know..."
Liang Chuan was mumbling words. After listening to Liang Chuan's 'oracle', Hussein had already lowered his high head and prostrated respectfully on the ground. He seemed to be lying at Liang Chuan's feet, with hot tears rolling in his eyes. out.
Liang Chuan is an allusion to Muhammad's sanctification by pretending to be a ghost. Others may not know what he is doing, but as a believer in God and a believer who knows some of the little-known secrets, he knows this. A great allusion.
This is an oracle, this is the earliest revelation of the Quran, which records the revelations of the great prophet. The most precious scriptures are pages made of gold, and these contents are recorded on them. Even the manuscripts are written on parchments and are kept in great mosques around the world. They are secrets that are not told to the outside world. To say that Liangchuan is an Oriental, even Hussein is not qualified to look at it. Others may not know what Liang Chuan is talking about. Hussein has been to the Holy Land of Mecca, and the only Quran is kept in the Holy Land. Even he is not qualified to see it, so he knows, and he is the one who listened to the Great Mosque. , announced by Xian.
In order to get close to God's holy miracles, Hussein even paid half of his family wealth, and all he got was to listen to the allusions in the scriptures announced by the Imams, but he was not qualified to read them. If it weren't for the oracle, how could an ordinary oriental boy know these secrets? Looking at his hometown, there are not many people who know this 'true dream'.
It was from the cave of Hilla that Muhammad received the advice of the angel Jibril before embarking on the path of persuading the world as the messenger of Allah. What Liang Chuan said was accurate to every word. If it were not an oracle, how could such a thing happen? Great prophet, your light has shined to the east! How could Hussein have any doubt that the oracle was announced to him today? . Is he about to become a messenger of God? . !
The moment Liang Chuan saw Hussein kneeling down, he knew that his kneeling plan was successful. There were many Hui students and many Tibetan students in his school. These students ate, drank and played together and asked him to learn from them. He came across many interesting allusions to their religions. This first revelation was told to him by his classmates as a story. He never thought that the story could also come true!
Liang Chuan put away the scroll, helped Hussein up, and said to Hussein: "This is a holy war!"
Hussein stood up, but did not dare to look at Liang Chuan, out of fear of God. Liang Chuan felt that this should be enough, so he put away the scroll, walked to the candlestick, lit the scroll with a fire, and then lay on the ground, as if he had been shocked by electricity, twitching, and dripping from his mouth. There was a lot of saliva, and then the whole person fell unconscious.
