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Flutter, flutter!

After the eldest grandson and father chanted this Confucian saying in unison, which Wang Junlin had never heard of, almost at the same time, they each spat out a mouthful of blood and fainted.

King Bodo looked at it in his eyes, his expression was extremely solemn, and he sighed secretly in his heart: "Chinese Confucian scholars pay attention to raising a mouthful of Haoran righteousness, all great Confucians must have a mouthful of Haoran righteousness, not disturbed by external forces and foreign teachers, and the eldest grandson Sheng is just that, this Haoran righteousness, raised for most of his life, it is reasonable to be stronger than that Dugu Moyu, but his son Changsun Wuji is only twenty years old, and a mouthful of Haoran righteousness has reached this level, this son must be extraordinary." If such a person becomes a believer of our sect, he will inevitably become a sharp sword for our sect to invade the Central Plains of China. ”

Wang Junlin pretended to be obsessed and adored on his face, but in fact, his mind was completely different from the others, thirty-six pairs of jade arms and pink legs that were dazzling like red jade in the firelight had disappeared for a long time, but his mind was still the chaotic picture of extreme temptation.

Perhaps King Hata himself did not know. His dance, after removing the role of religious spiritual hypnosis and faith guidance, is purely a kind of extreme lewdness. Dance of Filth. Wang Junlin thought that he was as strong as steel and had strong self-control, but at this time he was really confused by beauty, he only felt that his mouth was dry, and looking at these thirty-six girls, there was a salivating evil fire brewing in his lower abdomen.

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"Crush the infidels, defeat the rebels, uproot them and take everything from them! Riding the pagan horses and using their beautiful women as your pajamas and cushions is the greatest pleasure of a warrior......"

King Bodo personally sent Changsun Wuji and Changsun Sheng down to rest, and the thirty-six dancing saintesses had quietly left, but the Turkic bonfire party did not end, and even reached a climax and continued.

This is a favorite song of the Turkic warriors, and more and more Turks join in the singing, clapping their thighs and beating while singing loudly, and the large bowl full of wine is served in their hands, and everyone screams and raises their heads and drinks it when they finish singing.

The young Turkic girls ran to the bonfire, bent their arms and stepped on it, like beautiful little horses, dancing merrily around the campfire. Zhou Hu and the other Great Sui soldiers present didn't seem to be aware of their abnormal behavior just now, and they didn't even notice that Changsun Wuji and Changsun Sheng were sent down to rest in a coma, they only felt that this kind of cheerful and unrestrained scene was rare, and they also let go of their robes and drank happily.

King's Landing was the only one of all sober, including these Turks. At least that's what King's Landing himself thinks.

Worried that others would find out that he was special, Wang Junlin did not dare to visit the eldest grandson and the two now, but he was not worried about their safety, and King Porto could try to make the eldest grandson and the two become Nestorian followers with the kind of religious means he had today, but in the case of the two of them vomiting blood and being injured, it would never be any disadvantage to the two of them.

"The Heavenly Venerable Dharma King is supreme, and my lord Nestori is the Lord of all lords." Wang Junlin had been thinking about what King Bodo had said before, and he had a vague feeling that he had heard the name Nestori somewhere, but he couldn't remember it for a while.

What Wang Junlin didn't know was that Nestorianism was real in history, and according to historical records, Nestorianism, together with Manichaeism and Zoroastrianism, formed the three major religions of Persia at that time, which were popular in Central Asia. The Nestorian Church of Christianity, which was officially introduced to China in the Tang Dynasty, is also regarded as the first Christian sect to enter China.

In the twelfth year of Tang Zhenguan, Tang Taizong Li Shimin edicted that "the Persian monk Aroben will come to Beijing from afar", and ordered a temple to be built in Yiningfang in Chang'an City, and 21 monks were allowed to preach.

Tang Gaozong also protected it. At that time, the Chinese also called Jingjiao Temple a Persian temple. At the beginning of Tang Xuanzong's accession to the throne, Jingjiao was quite criticized, but with the efforts of Luo Han and other priests and the protection of Xuanzong, it did not suffer bad luck. In the fourth year of Tang Tianbao, Xuanzong ordered it to be renamed Daqin Temple.

Moreover, when Nestorianism evolved in China, it made extensive reference to Buddhist concepts. What is more interesting is that the authors of the four Gospels have all changed their names to "Dharma kings": Matthew is the king of Mingtai, Luke is the king of Lujia, Markuk is the king of Mocha, and John is the king of Cheng Yohan; The church is called a "temple"; The archbishop is called "the Great Dharma King"; Priests are naturally called "monks". The title of God is called "Tianzun" according to Taoist rules. In this way, Nestorianism developed smoothly in China for nearly two hundred years, and was called the "Three Yi Religion" of the Tang Dynasty along with Zoroastrianism and Manichaeism.

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Just when Wang Junlin was secretly thinking about the Jingjiao heel, Wang Junlin suddenly saw the Turkic woman who had entered their tent to roast whole sheep.

At this time, the woman was serving things between the various seats, and after a few glances, Wang Junlin felt that he might be looking for himself.

Not long after, when the woman brought another plate of food to Wang Junlin's seat, Wang Junlin hurriedly turned to the side and whispered a few words to Jiang Muchang, who immediately grabbed the Western Turkic warrior who accompanied them and picked up a large bowl to drink with him. The Western Turk was drinking happily, and the Sui people were drinking with him and laughed wildly, and they couldn't help but be happy, and the two of them suddenly glared at each other as if they were going to duel, you have a bowl, I drank a bowl, and soon this Turkic warrior left Wang Junlin, who was like a stuffy gourd, behind.

Seeing that the woman was holding a plate and handing the food to the table with several cases, getting closer and closer to herself, the woman finally found Wang Junlin, her eyes lit up, and she was about to say something, when Wang Junlin suddenly stood up, deliberately shook his body, and said to Jiang Muchang and the Turkic warrior next to him: "I...... I'm going to make it easier, where can it be convenient? ”

The Western Turkic warrior understood what he meant, laughed, pointed behind him casually, and said: "Go there, or in that direction, you can find a secluded place at will, as long as you are not at the door of someone's tent, no one will care about you, hahaha......"

"Thank you, Warriors." Wang Junlin nodded, turned his gaze, gave the woman a look, and walked away from the crowd, and the woman glanced left and right, and then quietly followed.

This bonfire party was very lively, and from time to time someone would leave the toilet or a man and a woman would go into a dark and hidden place to do that blissful thing, so not many people would pay attention to the people who walked away, and even if someone saw Wang Junlin and the woman leaving one after the other, most of them would only secretly laugh at Wang Junlin's hunger, and even an old Turkic woman in her forties and fifties could "eat" it.

Wang Junlin and the woman quietly disappeared into the night, and then Wang Junlin saw a very beautiful girl, she was wearing that beautiful dance dress, with a silver mask on her face, probably worried about catching a cold, and she had an extra sheepskin robe on her than when she danced just now.

When Wang Junlin saw this girl, he chuckled in his heart, because this girl was one of the thirty-six holy daughters of the Nestorian Sect.

"You can leave, tomorrow you take your son to take the opportunity to flee while the sheep are herding, and when you get to the big leader of Ashina, there will naturally be a witch doctor to treat your son, and he will also reward you with tents and cattle and sheep to protect your safety." The girl glanced at Wang Junlin meaningfully, and then turned to the old woman who led Wang Junlin over next to her and whispered.

The old woman suddenly left quietly with a thousand thanks, and the girl's words were naturally said to Wang Junlin, because through some words, Wang Junlin already understood the identity of the girl.

Apparently, this maiden was a spy planted by Ashina, the enemy of King Bowdo and Tongyehu Khan, among the thirty-six holy maidens. As for why King Ebodopha's shrewdness did not find out, and why the girl, as a holy woman, was not a fanatical follower of Nestorianism, it was not for King King's Landing to know.

There are many magical things in this world, and although there are few people with great skills, there are still some people. King Hata was able to make people become Nestorians, and the person who could be his opponent could not be worse than him. And he, Wang Junlin, can keep himself sane through a blood jade, why can't this girl do the same thing through other means. Of course, it is also possible that the girl, like the eldest grandson Wuji father and son, has her own firm beliefs.

After coming to this era, as more and more cattle people came into contact with, Wang Junlin secretly told himself that he must not underestimate anyone. That's why he had the above thoughts after judging the girl's identity, but when the girl said something next, his expression changed drastically and he couldn't maintain a calm state anymore.

"The little girl Ah Duo has seen the poison general." The girl smiled and saluted the king.

After Wang Junlin's face changed, it was like being struck by lightning, but his eyes were also like knives and lightning, staring at the girl, but the girl was not afraid, calmly looked at him, and said: "The general does not need to doubt my identity, if King Pota doubts the identity of the general, with the prestige of the general, even King Bowa will personally come to test the general, instead of sending a little saint over." ”

Wang Junlin did not speak, indeed suspecting that this girl was sent by King Porto to play a scene in front of him, the purpose was to test him, but as soon as the girl said it, he reacted that in the territory of King Potato, there was no need for people to tempt, pretending not to know his true identity, and killing him was the most correct choice.

After all, killing the deputy envoy of the Great Sui might lead to a war between the two countries, but killing an ordinary military attache who accompanied him and then creating an accident would have no effect on the peace between the Great Sui and the Western Turks.