Chapter 302: Killing People in the Street
In the past two years, the main energy of the Tang Dynasty has been on the expansion of the periphery, and the management of these foreign sects in Chang'an is very lax, so Manichaeism seized such a golden opportunity to grow rapidly, and more than ten new Manichaean temples have been built in Fanfang alone, and there are hundreds of thousands of believers, but the most terrifying place of their sect has gradually extended their hands to all forces in the Tang Dynasty.
And Li Linfu, as a party in the court, will naturally pay too much attention to these sensitively, because even a figure like him has Manichaean envoys who brazenly enter the hall to preach their teachings, and faintly hope that they will introduce their Manichaean teachings to the desk of the Tang Emperor, and then make them the state religion of the Tang Dynasty.
So today, when Li Mao suddenly wanted to go out of the palace to play in the micro-service, Li Linfu's first thought was whether Li Mao's keen insight would discover the great crisis of Manichaeism in the first place. So when Gao Lishi turned around and rushed to the harem to find Qiu Xiang as a backup, Li Linfu also quickly got into a carriage and left the palace and rushed to Jingzhao Mansion to find Wangcai.
But as the old saying goes, whatever you worry about, he will come Li Mao wearing the clothes of the Praetorian Guards and dozens of black guards are walking happily on the streets of Chang'an West City, coincidentally, at this time, there happened to be a procession of Manichaeans on the street to preach their puja, and the momentum and crowd are on par with the posture of the princes and nobles of the imperial court, especially the Manichaeans are curly haired and wearing fancy clothes.
Li Mao instantly felt a little unhappy, turned his head and asked with a curious look on his cold face, "Where did these guys come from!" How dare you be so proud to wander the streets of Chang'an, there is such a big scene, and our monks of Daxiangguo Temple don't have such treatment when they hold a puja! And what happened to those people, who still knelt down and gave money...... Don't you take care of the bad people who patrol the streets? ”
"Sage, this subordinate doesn't know much either, why don't you let your subordinate go forward and investigate first!" "Forget it, it's in vain for me to ask you, how can you know if you carry it in the palace like me every day, and I will inquire myself!" After Li Mao finished speaking, his stomach was half angry and half curious, so he immediately trotted all the way to the front of the team, and then squeezed into the middle of the crowd very smoothly with the help of the black guard.
"Uncle, please ask, what is this Bright Festival! Why have you seen it in Chang'an City before? The old man who was patted on the shoulder by Li Mao and asked next to him was kneeling on the ground with a reverent face to worship, and after hearing Li Mao's question, he didn't even raise his head and replied coldly, "The guest is the first time to Chang'an Kyoto, and even our Mani saint doesn't know, the Bright Festival is the first major festival held in Fanfang every June, and the two families of Buddhism and Taoism will be invited to the list, and many dignitaries and nobles in Beijing also go?" Kneel down and pray for mercy, for if the Mani messenger sees your rudeness, he will be punished......"
"Uncle, are you kidding? You look up and see what kind of characters we are, if I kneel to them, they will have to bear it...... My husband thinks you should get up, they are just a bunch of charlatans, and they make some tricks to confuse the public every day......"
It wasn't until Li Mao said these inappropriate words that the old man and some of the people kneeling beside him suddenly raised their heads high, as if they wanted to see which guy who had eaten the gall of a leopard and dared to talk nonsense in such a scene. But when they looked up and saw the gorgeous set of bright armor that Li Mao was wearing, everyone, including the old man, immediately lowered their heads obediently again.
"Eh, it turned out that the Guardian was coming, and the little old man was just speechless, and he asked for ...... atonement" "Those who don't know are not guilty, you all get up immediately, and a small church leader dares to call himself a Manichi saint, do they think their lives are too long?" All the people immediately got up...... This Bright Dharma is not allowed by the imperial court, it is illegal to behave in the Tang Dynasty, and it is a matter of behaving and confusing ......the public without authorization," Li Mao stood there and shouted loudly like a fool, knowing that he had shouted more than ten times in a row, and then in cold blood, they took out the Tang knife and gave the gong and drum suona at the front to the team to drink, and after stopping it, everyone looked at it a little inexplicably. Then the Manichaean followers and emissaries gradually discovered the existence of Li Mao's group.
Hundreds of bare-chested and bareback law enforcement envoys rushed to the front noisily in a breath to confront Li Mao. "You Tang Dynasty warriors, why do you want to disturb our Manichaean festival parade, and those who know each other hurry away, so as not to punish your superiors afterwards and wait......" Seeing that these Persian men in front of him were holding sticks, they were not afraid of the armored guards of the Tang Dynasty at all, so the curiosity in Li Mao's heart became even stronger, and at this moment he really wanted to ask who these guys relied on to have such the courage to openly argue with the Imperial City Guards.
However, when he saw the ordinary people on both sides of the street who could not see their heads at a glance, and were looking at him with doubts on their faces, Li Mao understood that this was not the time for his curiosity to swell, because as long as he showed the slightest sign of retreat, then it would fuel the arrogance of this bullshit Manichaean, and even those ignorant ordinary people would stand on their side indiscriminately.
So Li Mao slowly pulled out the Tang knife, and slowly stretched his head towards the Manichaean who opened his mouth to scold him, and then said again with a very bad beating: "It turns out that you can speak Tang dialect, right, come, come on, you will repeat what you just said to Lao Tzu, say it louder!" As Li Mao continued to get closer, the hidden weapons on the cold-blooded cuffs and the short crossbows in the hands of the black guards were gradually revealed to everyone's sight.
And the more than 100 Manichaean envoys just now saw that Li Mao was completely out of the routine, approaching step by step and showing the steel knife in his hand, they were suddenly a little uncertain and a little panicked, but they seemed to rely on the strength of the people on their side, and they didn't take half a step back. "This little lord, our Manichaean Sect holds the Light Festival to pray for the blessings of the people of the Tang Dynasty, what is your intention to maliciously obstruct it like this, doesn't your Emperor His Majesty want the people of the Tang Dynasty to turn their hearts to the light and enjoy the blessings of the holy fire forever?"
"I'm going to fuck it, at this time, you guys are still talking about a set of ......" When Li Mao scolded, he turned his hand and cut off the Mani messenger's brain from his shoulder, and when he saw that the more than 100 people behind him were about to take the stick to move, they also pounced in cold blood, so the two groups fell into a melee in the blink of an eye, and the people were frightened and instantly hid in the shops on both sides of the street.
After about three or four minutes, more than 100 Manichaeans were slashed and killed on the spot by the black guards, leaving only a few thousand believers kneeling on the ground and begging and praying. After wiping the blood stains on the blade of the knife and stuffing it into the scabbard from his heart, Li Mao slowly walked to the middle of the believers and overthrew the Mani statue on the high place to the ground.
"Look at what kind of clay statues you are worshipping for, is it not enough for you to pray and bow in so many temples in the Tang Dynasty, Taoist temples? From today onwards, this Manichaeism will be designated as a church that violates the laws of the Tang Dynasty, and all congregations will be dissolved on the spot. After Li Mao said this, the more he thought about it, the more angry he became, and before leaving, he didn't forget to step on the broken mud statue twice.
"Damn, Mani Sage go to your Mani Sage...... Cold-blooded, follow me to Fanfang and take out their lair......" "Oh, can you...... Saint...... My lord, we have too few men, so why don't we ask our subordinates to gather some more brothers to come over! "Isn't it enough to deal with their gang of bastards, with your thirty or so Praetorian Guards? Why do they dare to hide weapons privately! Don't worry, let's make such a big movement here, Wangcai's dog will bring people to support in a while, if you wait for you to go back and call people, then the daylily is cold, Lao Tzu is not happy today, I want to kill a few people to be happy, they are on the muzzle of Lao Tzu...... Don't be verbose! "Wow!"
As Li Mao rushed into Fanfang with more than thirty black guards, the people inside disappeared without a trace as if they had already received the news, leaving only the empty streets and the goods everywhere. -->