He had only been in Loulan for a few days, but he could actually see things that no one else had ever thought about. What he didn’t know was that this was a bystander’s perspective. What’s more, Liu Zheng had the perspective of God in later generations, how could he not see this?
What’s the trick?
Zoroastrianism has been in Loulan for more than a hundred years...
But no one has ever asked where Zoroastrianism came from and who founded it.
The people of Loulan were all excited about the expansion of territory that the temple had brought to them, but they did not expect that they were about to become the puppets of others.
It's very complicated...
Liu Zheng smiled bitterly and rubbed his temples hard. He tried to simplify the matter and asked Reheman: "Brother Re, can you take me to see Mire?"
Reheman was startled: "Sir, this matter is not easy to handle. That Mire was detained by the temple army. They were the ones who originally executed him, but for some reason, there has been no movement for so long!"
Liu Zheng's eyes flashed.
There must be something the temple wants in Mire's body!
"Think of a way!"
Liu Zheng said seriously.
Reheman thought for a moment, and then his eyes lit up: "Yes! Sir, I have a fellow villager who became a temple believer a few years ago. He is greedy in nature, loves gambling and lust, and is working in the temple prison at this time."
Liu Zheng was so happy that he took out a handful of money and asked Reheman to handle the matter.
Reheman nodded and went out under the cover of night.
At this time, the moon was rising above the willow trees, and the palace banquet had just ended. Liu Zheng quickly retreated under Reguli's burning eyes.
Return to Rongxiang Inn.
Zheng Yueru and Xiang Chenglin are already waiting.
I saw Liu Zheng getting up at the same time.
Both of them knew about Liu Zheng's great power in the street today. The former was more obsessed with it and the latter admired it even more.
"How are you preparing?"
Liu Zheng washed his face, sobered himself up, and asked.
Xiang Chenglin said hoarsely: "Sir, everything is ready, just wait for tomorrow! When those merchants heard about our refined salt, they went crazy."
Liu Zheng was thinking about Mire and asked him again: "Sir Xiang, who is this Mire? Is he just a simple slave trader?"
Xiang Chenglin was stunned for a moment, then thought for a moment and said: "I only know that Mire's living habits are different from those of ordinary Persians. He is low-key, but his family is well-off."
"Different living habits?"
Liu Zheng's eyes lit up.
He felt that his guess was getting closer to reality. It was very likely that this involved a conflict between the two sects, a conflict of beliefs, and a conflict of interests!
So he became even more excited and asked: "What about the people who associate with Mire?"
Xiang Chenglin said: "It's really quite a lot!"
Liu Zheng slapped his thigh and had a plan in his mind. If Mire was really a follower of Islam, then this would be very interesting. In this era, Islam should have begun to develop rapidly and spread across the Arab region, beginning to threaten the Arab world.