Chapter 2088 Outside the city of Jianchuan, the uneasy Tubo slave soldiers
Master Jiacuo looked at Cheng Sanlang in confusion, if he wasn't afraid of Cheng Xian's power in magic.
After being defeated by Cheng Xianchang, Master Jiacuo always felt ashamed of being inferior to him when facing Cheng Xianchang.
Maybe I should ask Mr. Cheng, have you woken up from your drowsiness?
"Cheng Xianchang..."
"You should call me Cheng Changshi. I am the Chief Shi of the Governor's Office of Yaozhou in the Tang Dynasty appointed by His Majesty the Emperor of the Tang Dynasty."
Cheng Chubi felt that he had to remind the other party, and at the same time, he should always remind himself that I am traveling through history, not a fairy tale.
Hearing these words, Master Jiacuo couldn't help but feel relieved. It seemed that this Master Cheng was indeed a very generous and enlightened person.
When I competed with myself before, although I had already made a bet and the loser worshiped the winner as my disciple, the other party didn't seem to care whether the bet was fulfilled or not.
But the more this happened, the more shameful Master Jiacuo felt inside.
"Since the immortal has an order, the poor monk obeys his order. Cheng Changshi, the poor monk and the disciples, according to the Tang Dynasty, we are all monks and outsiders."
"The issuance of a government decree is only appropriate if the imperial court or the government comes forward, or the leaders of the tribes are asked to read it out in each tribe..."
Seeing this bald, short and fat man chirping cautiously in front of them, in short, they were not willing to get involved in these matters.
"Master Jiacuo, do you want to be recognized by the Tang court? Do you want to continue to spread your Bon teachings on the plateau controlled by the Tang Dynasty?"
Hearing this, Jiacuo's eyelids twitched wildly. He raised his head and looked at Cheng Changshi, who was smiling meaningfully and looking so deeply that he seemed to be able to see through people's hearts.
"Master Jiacuo, please remember that Songtsan Gampo, the leader of the Tubo Kingdom, wants to annex the Shangxiong Kingdom."
"And you Bon believers, pay homage to Shang Hung. Today, Shang Hung Kingdom has not completely surrendered to Tibet, but the leader of Shang Hung Kingdom has been imprisoned by Tibet."
"How long do you think the Zhang Hung tribes can protect you?"
Cheng Chubi did not speak quickly, as if he was afraid that Master Jiacuo would not understand, so he spoke slowly word by word.
Master Jiacuo sat down in front of him with a solemn expression. Behind him, a group of disciples who were also gifted in language also had serious expressions and lowered their heads to listen.
After all, what Cheng Sanlang said is true. Nowadays, the situation of Bon Religion is indeed very critical.
The Tubo Kingdom has become the most powerful force on the plateau, and the resistance of the Xiangxiong Kingdom has gradually weakened.
If there are no new changes, the ending of Bon Religion can be imagined.
But now, Cheng Sanlang, representing the Tang Dynasty, is willing to give Bon a chance.
"Okay, Cheng has already said what needs to be said. Master Jiacuo doesn't need to be here to reply..."
Master Jiacuo raised his head and looked at Cheng Changshi, his expression looked very solemn and authentic.
"Cheng Changshi, how long can Datang stay on this plateau?"
"Cheng can't guarantee how long we can stay, but Master Jiacuo, you have to be clear.
If you don't do anything, you can only watch the decline of Bon religion and be powerless."
"If you are willing to stand with the Tang government and do these things for the Tang Dynasty."
"Bon Religion still has a chance to revive its interest, and Master Jiacuo, you are the master of reviving Bon Religion."
"I understand, poor monk. I am willing to lead my disciples to serve the governor of Yaozhou in the Tang Dynasty."
"The Poor Monks Association will contact the Bon believers and believers they can as soon as possible and ask them to convey the will of the Yaozhou Governor's Office in the Tang Dynasty..."
After hearing Master Jiacuo's promise, Cheng Chubi showed a happy smile on his face.
"Master Jiacuo, one day you will feel lucky for your decision today."
"I hope so..." Master Jiacuo murmured softly.
"By the way, there is one more thing that needs to be dealt with by Master Jiacuo and you, masters and disciples, now.
That is, among the more than 10,000 prisoners of war captured after our Tang Dynasty defeated Tubo.
There are seven or eight thousand people who are slaves, so I ask Master Jiacuo to persuade them first."
“I believe that Master Yijiacuo’s status and ability in Bon Religion.
We will definitely be able to convince those slave households to get rid of their status as slaves and become people under our rule in the new state of the Tang Dynasty."
After hearing this, Master Jiacuo, who was already lying down, could only lie down a little more flatly, let out a hidden sigh.
He bowed respectfully to Cheng Sanlang and took the order and left.
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"They distinguished us from those slave households. What did those Tang people want to do?"
Outside Jianchuan City, in the prisoner-of-war camp, nearly 7,000 slave prisoners of war were standing outside the prisoner-of-war camp.
Having gone through identity screening, all slave owners and Tubo civilian military households were left in the camp.
This group of Tubo civilians and slave owners felt very unhappy, especially those who could still enjoy the service of slaves even in prisoner-of-war camps.
At this moment, Zhelong and Mengding were outside the prisoner of war camp, looking at the seven thousand anxious slaves.
These slaves, who have no surnames but only given names, can only work hard for their slave owners in order to survive.
Whether it's asking them to farm with cattle and horses, or letting them go to the battlefield to kill people and set fires.
They all had to do it, because the laws of the Tubo country gave privileges to the big and small heads of the various Tubo tribes, and even to the common people.
These were once free people, or people living freely in other clans and tribes.
From the moment they were included in the territory of Tubo, they were no longer human beings, but just slaves.
If they want to survive, they must obey the slave master's will honestly, otherwise, the only way home waiting for them is death.
Moreover, in order to control, or shock, slaves, those slave owners invented various horrific punishments, including but not limited to lighting sky lanterns, skinning people, etc...
Therefore, from the moment they became slaves, their lives were no longer bright.
The only thing is to work hard for the slave master and strive to have enough food and clothing, and maybe one day he will be able to make a contribution.
You can also get a woman who is also a slave as your wife and gain your own children.
Of course, even if they have children, their future will still be just slaves...
In such a long life of gray and black tones, religion has become the spiritual refuge of the majority of slaves and a good medicine to anesthetize their souls.
No matter what kind of gods they believe in, after all, they have something in mind.
And soon, when these seven thousand anxious slave soldiers saw a group of Bon masters wearing robes and chanting sutras.
The uneasiness in their hearts faded away in an instant, and they all fell to the ground devoutly and saluted these masters of the Bon religion they believed in.