However, for this reason, it is not a good choice to use this kind of ordinary shale chip, which is almost the least suitable in terms of capacity and hardness.

Sigh softly, It's not easy to say about this matter, after all, many people think that the consecrated items actually don't have any requirements, and if it's because of this additional requirement, the reason is not so easy to say.

That is, Buddhism itself still has various school disputes, if he does something out of the ordinary, it is easy to attract criticism, the movement to destroy Buddhism is about to begin, Buddhism itself first fried into a pot of porridge, think about it is hopeless.

Pick up a piece of knife coin and rub it, Even if it is the same material, but after careful selection and polishing, it is still much better than that piece, and it can still be used, as for how long it will be difficult to say.

The knife coin that was quickly presented to Gozhil Khan made him look at it carefully for a long time after picking it up, the surface was a unique texture of rock, and there was no other carving, but the feeling of holding it in his hand was something that only he could distinguish.

"King Khan, this is the Buddha's new Kaiguang knife coin. ”

Many people still know about the knife coin, which has been used as a currency for a long time, and they named it because of the shape of the item.

"What a Buddha, it's just an ordinary estimator. Hu Chi'er came in from outside, just heard this, and said with some dissatisfaction, and glanced at the entourage who presented the goods, the other party was similar to his identity, all of them were sent by prisoners of war, but... There was more resentment in his eyes, why could he be spared from circumcision?

"Shut up!" Gozhir Khan, who was holding the knife coin, suddenly felt a lot more relieved in his heart, glared at Hu Chi'er, it was really noisy.

Ku Chi'er is not a person who only knows flattery, his eyes turned around on the sword coin pinched by King Khan's hand, does this thing really have any special effects that he doesn't know?

With his head bowed in respect, Kuchi'er stood beside the King of Khan, listening to his instructions to reward the Buddha, and his tone was a little brisk: "What is the child's name? ”

This kind of cordial tone is really surprising, you must know that even the favorite concubine of the Khan may not be able to get such a greeting from him, in the past few years, the Khan King's temper is getting worse and worse.

"Sanji Danba, people call him the son of the Buddha. The attendant, who still had the tray in his hand, replied, respectfully and at the same time couldn't help but look at the knife coin twice.

"Buddha?" Gozhil Khan was a little amused by this title, he claimed to be a natural Buddha, if it was a Buddha, could it be his son?

Some thoughts crossed in his heart, but they were broken by the urgent military report sent from outside, he didn't think about it again, and hurriedly called someone in to listen to the military report.

Over the years, the glory of Gozhil Khan has spread like the sun on this land, his army has fought in all directions, and the ensuing rule will naturally not be blindly peaceful, and it is impossible for people of different faiths to work together in a short period of time, and the backlash under strong suppression will always make this land break out from time to time.

In the face of all the resistance, Gozhil Khan would only suppress it with killing, and as a result, his territory expanded considerably, while his people did not expand to occupy the same place.

This time the mess is for a similar reason.

Accustomed to war, Gozhil Khan did not take this seriously, and walked around with his army like a play, and the rebels, who were not even fully armed, were almost completely defenseless and fell under a few cavalry charges, and their exploits only added a few wounded soldiers to Gozhl Khan's side.

Unlike fearlessness in the death and wounding of his people, Gozhil Khan attached great importance to his army, and could get excellent treatment along with his horses, and it was precisely because of this that he was very dissatisfied with the rebels who injured their own soldiers, and not only slaughtered the tribes where the rebels were hiding, but also arrested all their lamas there and wanted to die one by one, on the grounds that they harbored the rebels and betrayed him, the Great Khan.

The pleading monk threw himself on the ground, no amount of prayer could make Gozhil Khan's expression soften a little, this man had always been so cold, and under one of his orders, more than a hundred heads became watermelons rolling on the ground.

"You're going to die—"

The screams of the women and children made Gozhil Khan frown slightly, and he hated such words the most, like a curse.

The horses run, long ropes tied to the saddle, and people are tied at the other ends, and as the horses run, the people are dragged and glide on the ground, and the first thing that wears out is the clothes, then the skin, the flesh ... After a few laps, there was already a red mark on the ground, and all that was still tied to the rope was only a remnant arm, and even the bones were scattered.

Even if the rest of the people gave up resistance, but seeing this scene, the bloody man still couldn't help but want to stand up and fight, even if he was killed by a knife, it was better than being tortured to death like this, and the screams that seemed to echo in his ears made his relatives unbearable to listen to it, and sobbed lowly.

But no, except for those who had to be killed, even if Gozhil Khan was in a good mood and didn't kill them, they couldn't live any better, gouging out their eyes, cutting out their tongues, and the most repudiatory of all of them, and the reason why there was no punishment for the rest of their hands and feet, was just to enable them to work better.

After happily watching the executions, Gozhil Khan returned to the city, and with him the prisoners who had been punished and who were still bleeding from their wounds, who would be sold directly to the nobles, and of course they might be put under the king's tent and become slaves of the king.

Sanji Damba heard the sound and walked out of the courtyard, and all he saw was the embarrassed crowd, and there was no sadness to be seen on their terrible faces, and an air of despair enveloped them.

"Who are these?"

"Prisoners of war. ”

There was no one to restrict Sangidamba's movements, as long as he was not far from the king's tent, then he could move freely here, and although Khuchier, who had been following Gozhir Khan, did not like him a little, he was not idle enough to keep a child in mind, and only hinted to his followers not to be too nice to him on the first day, and the rest of the time he was busy fighting for his position in front of the Khan, and no one would take his place.

And the attendant was in awe of Sanji Danba because of his miraculous performance, and he didn't treat him badly, but just ignored him.

In this way, Sanji Damba has some freedom to move around at will, and many people know that he was brought by the Khan, and no one dares to bully him until the Khan King has not clearly stated what to do.

"Alas, they are all poor people!" an old herdsman shook his head and sighed when he saw people walking away, and he could recognize at a glance what the clothes on the other party's body represented, and those were also herdsmen.

The red-clothed monk who was mixed among the prisoners of war was very conspicuous, and Sanji Danbadon stopped, "What, are the monks also prisoners of war?"

The same red clothes can show his identity at once, the old herdsman glanced at him, it was also a coincidence, he saw him at the gate of the city that day, such a child monk is still very recognizable, but he didn't expect him to go to the king's tent, it seems, it is not a prisoner of war.

Some hesitation, some words, even outside the king's tent, can not be said, and the identity of the other party... In the end, faith prevailed, and the old herdsman hesitated for a moment or said, "The nobles don't like to evaluate Xiao La. ”

This is the second time I have heard such words, and Sanji Damba has more thoughts, what does "not too like" mean?

Speaking of which, the destruction of the Buddha is not a unique thing here, in the history he knows, many dynasties have had the destruction of the Buddha, because the monks do not produce, as long as they shave their hair in the temple, the four are empty, and they can also avoid the prosecution of many laws, and even evade various taxes, and the temple in addition to relying on other people's donations, but also can have their own fields that do not have to pay taxes, for the dynasty, such temples are obviously not a good thing.

Therefore, the destruction of Buddha has a certain positive significance, especially when the land annexation is serious, the land destroyed from the monks can just be used to settle some poor and displaced people, so that the society can settle down faster, and the monks who are forced to return to the laity can also quickly become laborers and obey the deployment of the state.

But here, the people here don't farm at all, and their monks are not idle, at least as far as Sanji Damba knows, they also have their own things to do, many of the monks are silversmiths and carpenters, and they can also work as Tibetan doctors, and they also grow some barley and other food, and they don't rely on supplies.

Moreover, the teachings here do not all require unmarried, so that it will not affect the reproduction of the next generation.

Of course, there will be many believers, but they do not do anything but believe in Buddhism, they will do what they should do, and even honest people are willing to save some money to supply the temple, and they believe that the money they provide to the temple can be sent to those who need it, and this is a kind of merit.

In fact, many times the temple also undertakes the work of helping the poor, and does not ask for anything in return at all, but just by everyone's consciousness, what is taken today will be returned tomorrow if they have the ability.

In this case, the temple is actually supplementing some of the state's inaction, which has a certain positive significance, if it is destroyed... Let's not talk about the conflict of beliefs, but those civilians don't even have a room to take a breath and ease their minds, which is also sad.

"Thank you. Sincerely thanked the old herdsman, and then looked at the red-clothed monks who were taken as prisoners of war, Sanji Danba turned his head and walked in the direction of the king's tent, he didn't know what kind of person Gozhir Khan was, the brutality of the plot seemed to go without saying, and the others didn't know much that day, but since he saw it and knew it, whether it was out of his heart or not, he had to put in some effort to be at ease.

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I like Cangyang Gyatso's poems!I won't die suddenly.,Of course, I won't suddenly add more.,O(∩_∩)O haha~

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