Chapter 970: Do You Know Who He Is?

Fang Xie glanced at the granary on the other side of the hill that had not been damaged at all, and then at Yan Zeng, who was standing on the opposite side with a pale face and a little frightened.

"It's not your fault that you led the troops to resist, and it's a merit that you didn't burn the granary, so I won't kill you. If you are willing to stay in my Black Flag Army, I will arrange a suitable place for you. If you don't want to stay, go with you. ”

"Yan Li is really dead?"

Yan Zeng asked again.

"Yes"

Fang Xie nodded: "He and Mu Guangling's only son, Mu Xianjun, led 5,000 soldiers and horses to defend Penglai Island, and they were besieged by the foreigners' sailors and could not break through, and the sea route was cut off by the foreigners' sailors, and the Mufu reinforcements on land could not pass." The two of them fought to the death with their soldiers for more than a month, and I heard that all of them were killed in the battle, and none of them survived. ”

Yan Zeng smiled bitterly: "I always thought that I was more responsible than him and more accomplished than him, so I stayed away from Dongjiang." What is the point of his death, even if I have achievements in the future? His death, dying at such a height, can only make me look up. ”

He looked at Fang Jie: "There is a hard battle on the eastern side of Xinjiang, why are you leading troops to the north?" ”

"I have already divided 100,000 troops to go to the eastern Xinjiang to aid Mu Guangling, and the reason why I didn't take all the men and horses to the east is because you understand how much impact the transfer of the Black Flag Army will have. If I take all the forces of the Black Flag Army to the east, I am afraid that the southwest that I have worked so hard to stabilize will be occupied by others. And where I led my troops to the east, those people would be relieved and bold to let my hundreds of thousands of troops pass? ”

Yan Zeng was silent for a while, and then his face suddenly changed: "Do you think Dongjiang can't hold it?" ”

Fang Xie didn't answer, just looked at Yan Zeng.

"I know, Zhenguo Gong expects that Dongjiang will not be able to hold it, so you lead your troops to attack Chang'an."

"Chang'an City has no meaning for the current Great Sui, even if no one has attacked it yet, Chang'an City has long been not the Chang'an City of the Yang family. If you can block the foreigners in the eastern Xinjiang, it is naturally the best, if you can't stop it, Chang'an City is the last line of defense. Once the foreigners break through Chang'an, in a sense, the Han people will be lost. I can't trust others, so I have to guard Chang'an myself. ”

Fang Xie said slowly.

Yan Zeng thought for a while and said, "Can you return the men and horses in Liyin City to me, I want to go back to Dongjiang." ”

"With 10,000 people like you, you can't get to Dongjiang at all."

Fang Xie shook his head: "Even if you really go back to Dongjiang to fight against foreign enemies, how many people will be regarded as a piece of fat on the way back to your team of 10,000 people?" Not everyone is willing to spend all their strength against foreign enemies, and there are perhaps more bystanders than those who are willing to shed their blood. ”

"Central Plains ......"

Yan Zeng shook his head: "Why can't we all have one mind at this time?" ”

"It's not just us."

Fang explained: "This is not only the case of Han people in this world, but also of any nation. Some people are willing to die without regrets in order to protect their homeland, and some people feel that no matter who sits on the country, it is enough for him to be obedient to the people. Ordinary people are not necessarily all at ease with what happens, and those who have power in their families do not necessarily understand the general interests of the nation. In another position, if we are now attacking the country of foreigners, then there will be people who will resist and someone who will surrender. ”

Yan Zeng asked: "Zhen Guogong won't let me go, does he want me to lead troops to help you attack Chang'an?" ”

"I don't lack your troops, nor do I lack people like you."

Fang Xie glanced at Yan Zeng: "A person like you can be regarded as a general, it is indeed a pity to let you go." But the puppet is not yet ambitious, and it doesn't mean anything for me to force you to stay. One more of you, and I will naturally be happy in my heart. One less of you won't make it hard for me to sleep. ”

"Good"

After being silent for a while, Yan Zeng nodded: "I can assist Grandpa Guo to go north, and the guards of the three passes and sixteen cities in the north are more familiar with me." If I write to persuade me to surrender, a few of them will agree. ”

Fang Xie nodded: "If this is the case, it is not only a great merit, but also a great merit. ”

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western regions

prairie

Ochinatji

Koktai Möngke has climbed this magnificent temple many times, and when he came to the temple, the monks would stand on both sides of the temple road to welcome him, and there would be people playing beautiful music and people would sprinkle bright flowers. But this time, he looked a little lonely when he walked up to the temple.

There was no one on either side of the road, and it looked like a temple that had been abandoned for a long time.

A huge scar runs through the temple, and if you think of it as a giant sand sculpture, then this scar was struck on the sand sculpture by a mischievous person with a wooden stick, disfiguring the perfect and magnificent building. It was once an irreplaceable sacred place in the hearts of hundreds of millions of herdsmen on the grasslands, and if they could enter the Great Wheel Temple, they would never forget.

The war did not destroy the temple, but it more or less destroyed the faith of some people.

"I know you're coming sooner or later."

The voice came from somewhere, as if it was far away in the sky, and it seemed to be right in the ears. When Koktai Mönggo heard this, his body trembled involuntarily. At the beginning, he was ambitious to destroy the Buddha Sect and make the Golden Family's dominance reach unprecedented heights. However, when the war seemed to be over, he learned some secrets, so much so that now he still has no ambitions, like a shell that has lost his spirit.

"I don't know who you are, but I don't believe you're a god."

Meng Ge paused for a moment, raised his head and looked at the top of the Great Wheel Temple: "God is ruthless, but you seem to be ridiculing me now." You seem to be waiting for me to appear to you as dejected as a vanquished, to accept your sarcasm. ”

"If I'm not a god, then who can say they're gods?"

The ethereal sound seems to come from another world, without a hint of life. This was the second time Meng Ke had heard this voice, the first time, the day he thought he was about to break through the Great Wheel Temple.

"What is your understanding of God?"

The voice asked.

"Magnum"

Möngke replied.

The voice disappeared for a while, and then he said with some emotion: "I am not omnipotent, after all, there are still some things in this world that I can't do." You say that God is omnipotent, but you are wrong to understand. God is not omnipotent, and if it were, then it would not have been deliberately transformed by me and it did nothing. ”

"What the hell do you want to do?"

Möngke asked.

"I want to put the world in the right direction, not to go through another mistake."

"Again?"

Meng Ge didn't understand.

"Yes, again...... I've been through things that you can never imagine, trying your best to imagine what hell will look like, and what you can come up with is not as good as one ten-thousandth of the real hell. If you've ever seen hell like that, you wouldn't doubt my decision. ”

"I had no idea what your decision was."

"You don't need to know, you just need to obey."

"What if I don't obey?"

Meng Ge asked very seriously.

The sound disappeared for a long time, and did not appear. At this time, the door of the temple was pushed open from the inside with a creak, and an old monk who looked so old that he might die at any time walked out slowly with a cane. The threshold, which was not too high, seemed to him to be a mountain that was extremely difficult to climb over.

"Come in"

It took the old monk a long time to step out of the threshold, and after only saying a word, he actually walked back, and then raised his foot again with difficulty, and after a long time of brewing, he stepped over the other foot.

"It's so hard to come out and only say a word and go back, why do you have to come out?"

Möngke asked.

"There are some things that cannot be escaped."

The old monk glanced back at him: "There is a threshold in front of everyone, and you don't think it's necessary to cross it, because you see the scenery outside the door in the door, and you feel that it's the same if you can't get out." The door is open, and you feel like you're seeing clearly. Actually, you don't see it clearly, because it's big and big outside the door. ”

What he said seemed to be a bit out of line, and then he smiled: "This is what the last person told me, I always thought it was......"

"The last one?"

Meng Ge felt more and more that Buddhism was mysterious.

"Who was the last person?"

"Who was the last person?"

The old monk seemed to think about it carefully, and then replied naturally: "The previous person is the previous me, and the next person is the next me...... Why are you so stupid? ”

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"Any idea why I stepped over that threshold?"

The old monk asked Meng Ge.

"I don't know, you explained for a long time, and I didn't understand."

Möngke replied.

"I said it all just now, and what I said was my answer when I asked the last person. I asked why he was so eager to cross that threshold. That's what he said, and I didn't understand it at the time. But I'm not like him, I crossed that threshold because I wanted to know how long I had to live...... When I can't even cross the threshold, I guess I'm not far from death. But I'm not scared or sad...... There are so many people in the world, how many of them are really dying of old age without desire? ”

Meng Ge wanted to say that you are so boring, but he was too lazy to say anything when he was in a bad mood.

"I'll ask you one more question."

The old monk squinted his eyes and glanced at Meng Ge, as if he didn't care about Meng Ge's thoughts: "Do you know why the Buddha Sect exists?" ”

"Why?"

Meng Ge repeated, and then thought carefully: "In order to control the people? ”

"Well, that's a pretty standard answer."

The old monk nodded: "Actually, if there was no Great Wheel Ming King more than a thousand years ago, the Buddha Sect would still appear." I heard that there is a country called Nanyan in the Central Plains, and the capital of the country is called Dali City, and there is a great monk in Dali City, but I forgot. Perhaps, the Buddha of the great monk is the real Buddha. And the Buddha of Buddhism is not a real Buddha...... I can't fully explain what it is. ”

"He asked you to come out and pick me up?"

Meng Ge was not interested in the topic of the old monk.

"Him?"

The old monk thought for a moment: "Really...... Do you know who he is? ”

"Can you not always ask questions, can you answer my questions?"

Meng Ge said impatiently.

"I can't."

The old monk shook his head and said seriously: "I have lived for so many years, I don't understand that there are many more questions that can't be answered than you, and I may be dying of old age, so I want to know the answer more urgently than you." In a nutshell...... On what basis shall I answer you? ”

Then he asked, "Do you know what Buddhism is?" Do you know who he is? ”

"You're really old and confused."

Möngke shook his head and said no more.

"He'......"

The old monk muttered in a very light tone: "It's a demon...... A demon who wants to dominate the world. ”