The smile on Princess Amoji's face suddenly disappeared.
She turned her head and looked at her side with an expressionless expression - the smile on her brother Beisazhen Dorje's face was stagnant. Facing her gaze, Beisazhen Dorje's fairer face suddenly became pale.
red.
Zhen Dorje looked at the crowd of slaves and subjects kneeling by the road, with anger on his face.
He had obviously given an order to the steward, telling these slaves and civilians to clean up, dress up better, and behave more respectfully today, so as to seriously welcome the arrival of his sister, the current Princess Amoji!
How come these people are still like this?!
How dare they neglect their orders?!
Zhen Dorje stared closely at those slaves and subjects.
The nobles who had been chatting and laughing just now all looked at each other in confusion.
They all sensed the strangeness of the current atmosphere, and fell silent one by one.
The princess suppressed the anger in her heart - she saw the look on her brother's face and already realized that it was not her brother who was being ignored by these people now, and the cause was not his fault - she stepped forward.
Passing through the slaves kneeling on both sides of the mountain road, not daring to raise their heads at all.
Although the slaves had huddled up and only occupied a very small space on both sides of the mountain road, the road dug halfway up Shengong Mountain was not wide enough, which resulted in the stench of the slaves and civilians.
Wave after wave of blood rushed to Princess Amoji without any obstruction or offset, and kept pouring into her nostrils.
Fortunately, she didn't walk in the crowd for too long.
After only walking a dozen or so steps, we reached the end of the mountain path——
Ahead, there is still a mountain wall that has not yet been excavated.
According to this progress, she wants to put a peach blossom garland on Shengong Mountain this year, and she wants to swim in the sea of peach blossoms with King Zanpu - this is simply impossible to accomplish, it is just a luxury wish!
Princess Amoji could no longer suppress the anger in her heart. She turned around suddenly, her beautiful face became extremely ferocious because of the sinister expression, and she no longer had any sense of beauty: "You pig-like people, how dare you do this?"
Disrespect me——
When I met Mo Meng, the noble man actually wore such dirty clothes, stinking all over his body, and greeted me in such a shabby manner——
You disrespectful people, do you still have respect for Zamp in your hearts?
But are you still in awe of the royal family?!"
Under Princess Amoji's harsh words and scoldings, many slaves lay on the ground, their bodies shaking like chaff!
Some people tried their best to keep their bodies low, for fear that the princess would notice them!
They have paid all the respect they can to the royal family, but this kind of disaster has never happened because of them.
Qu Li Guang Hai Zang knelt in the crowd. After listening to Princess Amoji's reprimand, he was silent for a while, looked at the earth and rocks on the ground, and suddenly kowtowed and said: "Mo Meng! Our respect for you is like our respect for the snow-capped mountains.
The respect remains the same and has never changed in the slightest.
Your name of mercy spreads far and wide, are you willing to listen to our explanation?"
"The explanations given by disrespectful people are nothing more than clever words to avoid punishment!
But to prove my mercy, I give you a chance to speak!" Princess Amoji couldn't get rid of her anger. She stared at the old man with gray beard - Qu Liguang Haizang. She actually said to this commoner or slave
I was slightly surprised by a few polite words, so I gave the other party a chance to speak.
Qu Li Guanghai crouched low and said: "Thank you for your kindness.
We also know that any explanation below will not be able to calm the anger in your heart, but - we have never received notification of your arrival at Shengong Mountain, so we are not prepared at all now, which makes you feel neglected!
What I say now is indeed true, just like the shaft of a spear!"
After he spoke, Princess Amoji of Momeng Zampu had a cold expression on her face and said nothing. She just turned to look at her brother Besazhen Dorje.
Bei Sazhen Dorje's face turned even redder, and he shouted in a low voice: "Zan Duo, Zan Duo!"
The supervisor whose name he called climbed to his feet and knelt on the ground tremblingly, not daring to look at him.
Zhen Dorje turned around and called a red monk to his side, and said again: "You come and watch him for me. If he lies even half a sentence, you have to tell me immediately!"
The monk in red nodded slightly.
The leader of the supervisor of ‘Zanduo’ looked gloomy, lying on the ground as if his muscles and bones had been taken away, unable to hold himself up anymore.
"Let me ask you, Zando.
I previously sent a message to 'Master Pulu', asking him to send an order to you, asking slaves and civilians to wash themselves well, change into clean clothes, and welcome the arrival of my sister, Princess Amoji, today!
Chief Pulu, have you sent a message?" Zhen Dorje stared at Zanduo closely.
With the red monk watching quietly, Zando didn't dare to lie!
He burst into tears and said: "Master Pulu sent us a message, what a great Master Dorje!
But these slaves, they don’t listen!
They have no respect for the princess at all——"
"He is lying." The red monk who was watching quietly said suddenly before Zando could finish his words, "He did not send a message to the slave."
Zando suddenly collapsed to the ground!
As soon as Zhen Dorje stretched out his hand, a servant next to him handed him a whip.
The whip rope covered with iron thorns was grasped in his hand, and he slapped Zando head and face!
He whipped Zando several times, until his skin was torn and his body was dripping with blood!
"Tell the truth! Tell the truth!" Zhen Dorje said.
Zanduo had blood bubbles coming out of his mouth and said feebly: "That day, that day I drank. Master Dorje, I delayed your important event——"
Things are now clear.
Zhen Dorje turned and knelt down to the princess: "Mo Meng!
It's my fault in employing people, please don't punish me!"
"It's not my brother's fault, why should I punish him?
The overseers are not doing their job well, but they are slaves like pigs and dogs. Do I need my brother to bear the punishment for them?" Princess Amoji helped Zhen Dorje up and glanced at Zanduo who was lying on the ground with feces and urine flowing everywhere.
He said softly, "Cut off the heads of all the overseers, make them into lanterns, and hang them on the peach blossom tree at the foot of the mountain."
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The princess and Zhen Dorje walked side by side, with the nobles surrounding them, and slowly went down the mountain again.
It didn't take long.
On the mountain steps, they were talking and laughing again.
Several overseers were dragged to the edge of the mountain by tall soldiers, and a thick Tibetan knife was wiped across their necks, and black and red blood spurted out one after another.
Their headless bodies were carried down the mountain.
The soldiers carried the heads and left.
Slaves and civilians were kneeling on both sides of the mountain road, trembling and shocked.
More people raised their heads cautiously and cast their gaze on the dull-looking 'Qu Li Guang Hai Zang'.
The sound of people moving their bodies gradually sounded.
The sound rang for a while, and everyone suddenly lowered their heads and fell to the ground.
The red-clothed monk who had just confirmed that what the leader of the Zando supervisors said was false, now walked halfway up the mountain. He walked all the way to Qu Liguang Haizang, and the hem of the red monk's robe was swaying in front of Qu Liguang Haizang.
"Master Zhen Dorje has asked me to send a message - if you can't cut out the flat land halfway up Shengong Mountain within thirty days, among the ten people, choose three to behead and five to have their little fingers chopped off."
The monk looked at the crowd indifferently, turned around and drifted away.
The crowd fell into silence.
In the silence, the sky darkened.
it's dark.
"You are attacking noble people today.
No food today." Another soldier walked up to the mountainside and spoke to the slaves.
The cold voice broke the silence.
Several howls sounded in the darkness.
More and more cries were heard halfway up the mountain!
Like the roar of a ghost!
“They didn’t even give us a spoonful of tsampa!
I don’t have any strength at all, I have to chop down such hard rocks tomorrow!”
"Why?
We did nothing wrong and we still need to be punished?”
"I couldn't cut the ground for thirty days at all - my wife and my grandmother are still waiting for me at home, but I can't go back, I can't go back!"
"Five out of ten people had to have their little fingers chopped off, and three were killed. Of the hundreds of people here, more than half of us were killed or injured, and only a few dozen people went back!"
"ah--"
The darkness boils!
Many slaves and subjects were groping in the darkness and gathered around the "Quli Guanghai Zang".
They had seen what Qu Liguang Hai Zang had done before, and he had always been quite prestigious in the mountain-chopping team. So, at this juncture, many people unanimously regarded him as their backbone!
"What do you think should be done?"
"We are willing to listen to you. I heard that you once practiced under the Yuan Mo Sect - please show us the way forward!"
The fire in people's eyes seems to illuminate the darkness.
In the darkness, Qu Liguang Haizang stood up. His expression was calm. He was obviously in his twilight years, but there was a powerful aura emanating from him: "We have offended Zhen Dorje, Zhen Dorje and Amo
Princess Ji is the closest brother and sister.
When we offend him, we have offended even Mo Meng.
Now that the matter is over, after thirty days of waiting, most of us will be dead or injured.
After thirty days, if the construction period is not completed, the living people will still have to stay here to cut down the mountainside, suffer here, be tortured, and wait to die!
Since there will be no happy ending in the future, it’s better for us to take action first!”
The sound of Qu Liguang Hai Zang was like a huge stone crashing into a quiet lake, causing waves to rise instantly.
People were shocked and horrified by his words!
Some people look timid;
Some people hesitate;
Some people are eager to try;
Someone raised their arms and responded!
Among the responses, someone timidly said: “Aren’t we rebelling by doing this?
How can we possibly defeat such a ferocious Tibetan army?"
Qu Liguanghaizang pointed to the mountain wall with gouges on its side, and asked in a deep voice: "Is it more difficult to cut the neck than to cut the mountainside?
Can we still survive if we turn back?!"
"If this continues, there is no way to survive!"
"The only thing left is to give it a try!"
"Let the blood flowing from the necks of the nobles dye the peach blossoms of Shen Gong Mountain red!"
Amidst the roaring howls, Qu Liguang Hai Zang pinched his hand to pass the lamp seal, and a blazing fire suddenly appeared above his head!
He lit the firewood one by one and handed it to everyone's hands.
A ball of fire turned into a fire dragon!
Spreading down the mountain!
Qu Liguang Haizang raised his head and looked up at the sky red with firelight, and something touched his mind at this moment.
——‘Under the hill’ has appeared.
The thirteenth teaching of the Dharma by the respected master was held ‘under that hill’.
"Luoshi..." Quli Guangshanzang murmured amidst the boiling roar.