Chapter 2098 He is the leader of the tribe, and he will die even if he kills a slave?
A slave who is worse than a pig or a dog actually does this without the permission of his master.
He secretly dated and had an affair with a female slave, and even got the female slave pregnant.
I still remember the big drum made of human skin, and the expression of incomprehensible hatred on the face of the clan leader at that time.
At this moment, he looked so frightened, helpless, and desperate. After seeing Dunzhu, Langjie's eyes suddenly lit up.
"You are Master Dundup. Master, please save me..."
"Chief Langjie, please stop talking. The poor monk has come here to read out an official document on the orders of the Governor of Yaozhou in the Tang Dynasty.
How to deal with you after that is not something that the monks can control, but them..."
At the end of Dunzhu's words, he raised his hand and pointed a finger at the slaves who were prostrating on the ground and watching with dull expressions.
The slaves with numb expressions couldn't help but be stunned, none of them understood what it meant.
But at this time, Dundup took out an official document and began to read the contents of the official document loudly in his very fluent Tubo dialect.
In order to make it easier for the Tibetan slaves who were neither illiterate nor educated to understand, Dundup would explain it in detail after every sentence he read.
And the thousands of slaves gathered here were confused at first, then gradually became full of doubts, and then gradually became a little brighter.
But until Dundup finished reading the entire official document, all the slaves were still there in a daze, just looking at Dundup, a Bon believer.
However, Pubu, the head of the work team and the inspection brigade commander who had seen this scene several times, walked out.
"Brothers and sisters, I, Pubu, turned out to be just like you. I was a slave of the Nyangruo clan, but now, I am no longer a slave.
I am now a military commander in the Yaozhou Governor's Office in the Tang Dynasty, and the school inspector and brigade commander."
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Hearing this, all the Tubo slaves became even more dizzy. A bold young slave asked tremblingly.
"Master General, what is the Tang Dynasty?"
"That's a good question!"
Brigadier Pubu secretly breathed a sigh of relief. It was easier to talk to him than to scream for a long time on top without even saying a word. Doing persuasion work in that kind of environment is the most tiring.
"This little brother, and all my relatives, don't you understand? There is a high and mighty prince in the Tang Dynasty, a prince who is more noble than the ruler of Tubo."
"He has occupied the entire southern Tubo with the help of a very powerful demon from the Tang Kingdom."
"From that day on, this place has become the territory of the Tang Dynasty, and the slave system of Tubo has become illegal here."
"Before, you were enslaved by him and them. You worked hard for them and worked hard, but you could only live a life worse than pigs and dogs. It's over."
"You are no longer slaves, you can own your own house and your own land.
You don’t even need their consent to be with the woman you love, marry and have children freely.”
"Really?" It was still the young slave. At this moment, his eyes fell not far away.
On a slave girl with a plateau red face, but a pretty face.
The female slave also raised her head blankly and glanced at the young slave.
But he looked at the clan leader who was being escorted and kneeling on the ground with some fear.
There are also those slave owners, big and small, who usually ride on their heads and dominate them.
Dundup raised his hand and waved, and two rebel soldiers ran over holding a long pole. Dundup carefully took out a "Thangka" painted on sheepskin from his arms.
Soon, on this colorful and exquisite sheepskin thangka, a dignified woman with a dignified manner and a pinching hand sat down on it.
Dundup bowed deeply and respectfully towards this thangka, then turned his head and spoke loudly.
"Of course it is true. The poor monk can face you here and make an oath to the venerable Mother of Wisdom, Sadhu Aisan, who I believe in..."
"But, they..." There were more than a thousand slaves, and more and more of them seemed ready to make a move at this moment.
But the problem is, their eyes are still full of fear and disbelief, as if they are afraid that all this is just a beautiful bubble.
Brigadier Pubu took a few steps towards Dundup, bowed respectfully and spoke loudly.
"Master Dundup, then I am going to start interrogating these slave owners, big and small. It is unfair to ask Master Dundup to supervise us on behalf of the Mother of Wisdom."
"..." The clan leader Lang Jie's eyes widened as his mouth was blocked with rags.
He saw the Pubu Brigade Commander standing next to him, and then shouted loudly.
"This Langjie is the largest slave owner in this clan. This public trial will start with him first."
"Then he committed a crime, will he die?" It was the young slave, but this time, his voice was far louder than before.
Brigadier Pubu looked at the young slave, his voice softened, and his tone seemed extraordinarily sure.
"If he committed a serious crime, such as murder, he would naturally be executed to show the anger of the people."
"He is the leader of the tribe, but he will die even if he kills slaves?"
"Of course you will die. I have already said that here is no longer Tubo, but the Tang Dynasty. Spending money to atone for sins is the law of Tubo, and it does not work in the Tang Dynasty."
"Within the territory of the Tang Dynasty, you are all common people under the rule of the Tang Dynasty. No matter who hurts you, you will have to pay a heavy price."
"He killed my cousin, skinned him and made that drum. He also threw my cousin-in-law and the child in her belly off the cliff over there."
"Recorder!" Pubu's face twitched, and he almost pulled out the sheath of the horizontal knife he was holding tightly and slashed it with one stroke.
He had seen many such encounters when he was a slave, and hearing such a similar encounter today made him want to chop Pubu into pieces.
Fortunately, he remembered his responsibility and controlled himself forcefully.
A scribe came out quickly and had already picked up a charcoal pen and was writing quickly.
"What other crimes has he committed? I need you to tell me all of his crimes, and then finally declare whether he is dead or alive."
"He asked them to take out one of my eyes..."
A half-blind old slave stood up, standing tremblingly, with a single eye filled with deep-seated hatred.
"Just because I glanced at his woman when I went to deliver something to him. General Pubu, will he die? Can you help us kill him?"
"Old man, please wait a moment. I believe he has committed many crimes against everyone present."