The person who took Zhao Congfang and Dai Wang to the temple was an Aryan surrender official in Qunu City, what we call the leading party.
Zhao Congfang frowned and stared at the statues on the surrounding stone towers. The densely arranged reliefs of stone figures of various sizes made people marvel. Before attacking Qunu City, he always thought it was just an ordinary city from a small country in the Western Regions, but after entering the city, he
He discovered that he had entered a hinterland of civilization that he had never seen before, which was different from any cultural style and secular customs he had seen. Only then did he realize that this was a cultural group that developed independently like the Central Plains. Of course, he still couldn't think of it.
Come out and use the word civilization instead.
The two rode up the neat white marble steps on their tall horses. A group of monks in white came forward, pressed their chests and whispered: "Two respected generals, welcome to the beautiful and rich Qunu City.
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Zhao Congfang's eyes widened and he asked Dai Wang next to him: "What did this old guy say?"
Dai Wang said in a dull voice: "He said you are welcome to come to Qunu City."
He looked back at the soldiers with shining golden eyes with an unbelievable expression, then turned to look at Dai Wang, pointed at his chest and asked with a dumb smile: "You, welcome, us?"
Dai Wang also smiled and translated his words.
The Brahmin elder did not feel embarrassed at all and continued to hug his chest and said: "I know what this conflict is about. We didn't expect that Mr. Dai's plantation and castle represent the interests of the Tang Dynasty. But all this is King Yesapo's.
Man’s mischief, he first revealed that Mr. Dai had plundered local pepper and spices, and then sent troops to drive away Mr. Dai’s people. All of this has nothing to do with our Brahmin temple.”
"Really?" Dai Wang asked, pretending not to know: "But after we entered the palace, King Yesapoman said that he was under the instruction of your Brahmin temple. Who among you is lying?"
"Of course it is Yesa Poman who is lying!" All the elders accused in unison: "That's right! It's because he didn't listen to the advice of our Brahmin temple and insisted on driving Mr. Dai away and killed his entourage. We Brahmin
The temple advocates doing good deeds and is willing to redeem the king for his crimes. The gold on the left is all the property in the temple and is willing to be offered to the general as compensation. The gold on the right is the beautiful saints in the religion who are willing to offer themselves.
Serve the generals."
Zhao Congfang looked at the gold on the left and nodded, turned around and glanced at the women covered in gauze, and asked in surprise: "This, this is called beauty, and it is also called a saint. What are the rings hanging on their noses?"
What is that? A cow nose ring? How can you treat a woman like an animal?"
When the elders heard the translator, they lowered their heads and whispered. Yin Jie, who was leading the way, quickly said: "Cows are called holy animals in our Qunu City. We cannot call them beasts. And these saints are selected by temples from all over the country.
This woman is definitely not comparable to ordinary women."
The saints of the Brahmin temple are not something that ordinary people can take on. They come from poor lower-class Aryans. They are like the lowly indigenous Shudras and the even lower ones who are excluded from the caste.
According to the aesthetic standards of the Tang Dynasty, Zhao Congfang could not see the beauty of these women. Although they had thick eyebrows, big eyes, and brown or fair skin, wearing rings on their noses really disgusted him. He waved his hand in disgust and said: "Put them away
Take them all back to the temple."
The Brahmin monks secretly breathed a sigh of relief in their hearts. Fortunately, fortunately, the saints finally escaped and were not contaminated by external demons. Otherwise, they would have to burn the unclean ones and spend a lot of money to buy them again.
One batch.
"Wait!" Bai Xiaode rode a horse and dragged King Yesapoman, whose hands were bound, up the stone steps, and looked at these women with interest.
The composition of the Tang army is very complex. In addition to the leading Han people, there are also Turks, Turks, and Sogdians. These two ethnic groups have Aryan ancestry. If it looks like this, Kangju’s dancing girl
They are somewhat similar to these temple saints, and they have many similarities with Indian aesthetics.
Bai Xiaode was a Qiuchi aristocrat of Turkic origin. Among the Longshuo army he led, there were many Tuqishi and Sogdians. With so many strong-blooded men, he naturally coveted them.
"General Zhao, as a Han Chinese, doesn't like them, but it doesn't mean that we don't like them either." Bai Xiaode smiled and ordered: "Anyone who gets killed in the siege can go up and pick a saint to have fun with!"
General Bai gave the order, and the Sogdian and Turkic soldiers ran up one after another. Zhao Congfang glanced at Bai Xiaode angrily. Being deeply educated in Confucianism, he was most disgusted with this kind of thing. He couldn't help pointing at Bai Xiaode and scolded:
"As a soldier, how can you teach your subordinates to do such beastly behavior?"
Bai Xiaode didn't take it seriously. He crossed his arms and smiled and explained to Zhao Congfang: "General Zhao, you may have misunderstood. The saints in these temples are originally temple prostitutes, used to serve these elders and monks, even if my subordinates don't use them.
, they cannot escape the fate of taking turns accompanying men."
Zhao Congfang's eyes widened in even more surprise. He didn't expect that as the highest authority in Qunu City, such a filthy act could be done so openly in a prestigious place like the temple! He suddenly thought of something and turned his head towards the temple on both sides.
When he looked at the reliefs on the tower, he found that the temple had carved erotic pictures onto the tower. The various twisting movements and the thing on the top of the tower that looked very similar to the sun and the sky directly shattered his outlook on life.
It is true that the world is full of wonders. No matter how open the folk customs of the Tang Dynasty were, today, when Confucianism is dominant, certain things are still regarded as obscure and undesirable. There is no intimacy between men and women, and there is lewdness and theft. Although this
It can be regarded as a kind of self-deception, after all, food and sex are good, but the values of the entire society tend to be conservative and rational, and the status of women is also at a slightly higher level, otherwise there would not be the sun and moon of Emperor Gaozong.
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He really didn't expect that this kind of thing would be openly placed in the temple as a form of worship, and publicly promoted as a superficial culture. He also didn't expect that harboring filth in the temple was not harboring filth at all, but
A kind of public behavior. This made him unable to calm down for a long time. After a long time, he sighed and said: "What a magical country!"
When he saw the buildings in Qunu City, he still had a good impression of the place. But after recognizing the truth hidden in the architectural reliefs, he developed a contempt for the city and the country. It has a temple that openly promotes the differences between men and women.
It's just rubbish, and the god they believe in is definitely an evil god, otherwise how could they shelter such a bunch of disgusting things.
He glanced at these Brahmins with contempt, and said arrogantly: "Since the fault of our attack on Qunu City lies with you Tianzhu people, then you must find a scapegoat for the actions you committed!"
He ordered King Yesa Poman, who was captured by Bai Xiaode, to be pushed to the square, making him and a group of monks confront each other. Then he smiled and said to them: "Poman said that the whole thing was ordered by you, and you said it was
It was Boman who took it upon himself to drive Dai Wang away and destroy his plantation. It was hard for me to tell clearly for a moment. Now I will give you a chance to quarrel and debate with each other, and the loser will be beheaded in front of the temple."
As soon as Zhao Congfang finished speaking, Yesa Poman quarreled with the Brahmin monks. They yelled and argued with each other, as if they were biting mad dogs. But Yesa Poman was alone after all. How could one person quarrel with a group of people all day long?
The monks who debated and chanted sutras gradually fell into a disadvantage.
General Zhao was like a god-like arbiter, and ordered with a sneer: "Yesa Poman cannot prove his innocence, so he will be taken out and beheaded in public."
The king cried out and was dragged to the edge of the steps by several Tang soldiers. The executioner pulled out the sword from his waist, held it horizontally with both hands and turned his body. The blade quickly cut off blood and splashed three feet, and a head rolled down the marble steps.
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The Brahmin monks lowered their heads and trembled like frightened lambs.