"I will pay my respects to the king." Xunzi, Wei Qi, Gongsun Long and others got off the carriage, walked to Zhao Kuo, and bowed down to pay homage.
"Hahaha, you have worked hard all the way. I have prepared a banquet. Everyone, please come to the table." Zhao Kuo stepped forward to help the three of them and said happily.
"Thank you, Your Majesty."
The banquet was very sumptuous, including chicken, duck, and fish. Everyone was a little surprised to see the beef on the table. In the Central Plains, even the monarchs would only dare to taste it secretly. Anyone who dares to eat beef openly will be sprayed, let alone
Speaking of eating beef at a banquet with so many people, I still prepared a small portion for everyone.
However, everyone felt relieved when they thought about the countless cattle and sheep they saw along the way. Any policy is not a restriction for the sake of restriction, but changes with the changes of the times. When everyone thought of this, they took a piece of beef.
Put it in your mouth, um, it smells so good!
"Congratulations and congratulations to your Majesty," Gongsun Long and others stood up and said. Speaking of which, they had just learned about An Ning's birth. After all, when they set off from Handan, An Ning had not yet given birth...
"Same joy, same joy, hahaha." Zhao Kuo raised his glass happily, accepting everyone who came.
After drinking for three rounds, Xunzi raised his hands and said, "I heard that when your Majesty was at war with the Huns, the Huns once summoned the Kunlun God they believed in?"
"Yes." Zhao Kuo nodded. Until now, no one knows what that thing is, but no one believes it is a real god. "Does Xun Qing know what the Kunlun God is?"
"Can your Majesty show me the Xiongnu's little golden man?" Xunzi said.
Zhao Kuo glanced at Liu Ping. Liu Ping turned around and left the camp. After a while, he walked in again. Two soldiers behind him walked in carrying a small golden man nearly half a man tall.
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"How...why is it broken? What a pity." Xunzi stroked a deep crack between the eyebrows of the little golden man and said with regret.
"It was like this when we got it. Maybe it was bad to begin with." Zhao Kuo said nonchalantly. This thing was so ugly and it wasted so much gold that he wanted to melt it and cast it into horseshoe gold.
"No, the Xiongnu attaches great importance to sacrifices and will not use bad golden figures to offer sacrifices to heaven." Xunzi shook his head.
Like all scholars in the Central Plains, he was full of contempt for Rong and Di, and did not know much about them. However, his student Han Fei wrote to him and told him everything that happened on that day of the war. After he learned about it, he immediately read the Zhao Guo
All records about the Xiongnu.
Zhao State's records of the Xiongnu were the most complete among all the countries in the Central Plains. Together with the clues Xunzi found from other places and combined with his own speculations, he finally had some understanding.
"Sure enough, there is still some residual power of faith in it." Xunzi narrowed his eyes slightly, and a vague pressure emanated from Xunzi, and no one dared to disturb him.
"I have guessed how the Kunlun God came into being." After a while, Xunzi suddenly opened his eyes and said in a deep voice.
"Xun Qing, please speak." Zhao Kuo sat up straight.
"Millions of people throughout the Xiongnu believe in the existence of the Kunlun God. Worship ceremonies are held during the four seasons and major festivals. Over thousands of years, the beliefs of generations after generations will condense and manifest and become the real Kunlun.
God." Xunzi said firmly.
"What Xun Qing means is... if a fake thing is believed by more people, it will become true?" Zhao Kuo frowned slightly, feeling that it was a bit outrageous. Is Kunlun God man-made? But it seems to make sense.
"Indeed." Xunzi nodded.
"Then why don't other Rong and Di people have it?" Zhao Kuo asked. Sacrifice is not only practiced by the Huns. The Central Plains, Rong Di, Western Qiang, and Southern Barbarians all have this custom, but the goals of sacrifice are different.
"I speculate that in order to condense and manifest faith, two conditions need to be met. One is time and the other is the number of people. The Xiongnu are one of the top tribes on the grassland. It took a thousand years to manifest their faith. Except for those of Donghu,
Other tribes outside the country do not have such conditions." Xunzi said.
"If this is the case, doesn't it mean that our country, Zhao, can also create gods?" Zhao Kuo said, the Xiongnu can turn false things into real ones, and there is no reason why Zhao country can't. Zhao country has a larger population and stronger strength than the Huns.
Stronger.
"It's difficult."
If you have the mentality that if you don’t believe anything, you won’t lose anything if you worship. Even if it takes tens of thousands of years, it will not be able to condense and manifest the true God.”
"The only thing people in the Central Plains believe in is their ancestors, but each country and each surname has different ancestors. More people without surnames have no record of their lineage. When everyone offers sacrifices, they also worship
No one would sacrifice their own ancestors to other people's ancestors, nor would they want to sacrifice other people's ancestors. It is almost impossible to manifest the true gods with the power of one generation."
"What if we could establish an ancestor that everyone recognized?" Zhao Kuo asked.
Xunzi was stunned, looked at Zhao Kuo deeply, and continued: "If it can really be realized, it will probably take hundreds of years given the strength of Zhao Kuo."
"And the so-called gods are not as powerful as the king imagined. The reason why the Xiongnu was able to obtain a huge increase in power from the Kunlun God was essentially to use the Kunlun God to overdraw the power of the future to change the present and obtain the ultimate sublimation.
Breaking through the upper limit. However, after the ultimate sublimation, it will quickly go downhill."
"The Xiongnu were barbarians and didn't understand the truth. They thought it was really the power of the Kunlun God. So every time there was a big event, they would summon the Kunlun God to bless them. Little did they know that this approach was overdrawing the future of the entire Xiongnu step by step. While he was still going on
When it grows stronger, the increase in strength brought about by expansion will make up for this overdraft, and all future troubles will be covered up."
"But when the Xiongnu encountered an enemy that they could not defeat even if they stretched their future strength, the entire country would soon decline or even be defeated."
"It is precisely because the Kunlun God is the manifestation of the power of faith that General Li Mu can mobilize the power of the Great Wall Guards to crush it. In the entire Zhao Kingdom, except for the king, only General Li Mu can do it, and the others are
No matter how strong you are, you can’t do it.”
"If I am not mistaken, the cracks on the statue of the Golden Statue may have appeared after General Li Mu killed the Kunlun God. Since the Kunlun God is dead, it is natural that the Golden Statue as a carrier cannot remain unaffected."
After Xunzi finished speaking, there was no sound in the camp for a while, as everyone was digesting what Xunzi said.