The one who took Zhao Congfang and Dai Wang to the temple was an Aryan surrender official in the city of Qunu, which is what we call the Belt and Road Party.

Zhao Congfang frowned and looked at the statues on the stone towers around him, densely arranged and carved large and small stone reliefs, which made people can't help but be amazed. Before attacking Qunu City, he had always thought that it was just an ordinary small city in the Western Regions, but after entering the city, he found that he had entered an unprecedented hinterland of civilization, which was different from any kind of cultural style and secular human feelings he had ever seen. Only then did he realize that this was a cultural group that developed independently like the Central Plains, and of course he couldn't think of replacing it with the word civilization.

The two of them rode on tall horses and stepped up the neat white marble steps, and a group of monks dressed in white came forward and whispered to their chests: "Two respected generals, welcome to the beautiful and rich Qunu City. ”

Zhao Congfang stared at Dai Wang next to him and asked, "What does this old thing say?" ”

Dai Wang said in a sullen voice: "He said that you are welcome to Qunu City." ”

With a look of disbelief, he looked back at the soldiers who were looking at the golden eyes, then turned his head to look at Dai Wang, pointed to his chest and asked with a dumb smile: "Welcome, you, us?" ”

Dai Wang also smiled and translated his words.

The Brahmin elder didn't feel embarrassed at all, and continued to hug his chest and say, "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. However, all this was the fault of King Yesa Poman, who first revealed that Mr. Day had plundered the local pepper and spices, and then sent an army to drive away Mr. Day's men. None of this has anything to do with our Brahmin temples. ”

"Really?" Dai Wang pretended to be ignorant and asked, "But after we stormed the palace, King Yesapaman said that he was instructed by your Brahmin temple, who among you is lying?" ”

"Of course it's Yesa Poman lying!" The elders accused in unison: "That's right! It was he who did not listen to the advice of our Brahmin temple, insisted on driving Mr. Dai away, and killed his entourage. Our Brahmin temple advocates good deeds and is willing to redeem for sins committed by the king. The gold on the left is all the possessions of the temple and is willing to be offered to the generals as compensation, and on the right are the beautiful saints of the Church, who are willing to sacrifice themselves to serve the generals. ”

Zhao Congfang looked at the gold on the left and nodded, turned his head and glanced at these women covered by light veils, and asked in surprise: "That's it, it's called beauty, and it's called saints, what is the ring on their noses?" Bull nose rings? How can a woman be treated like an animal? ”

The elders heard the interpreter bow their heads and whisper, and the Yin traitor who led the way hurriedly said: "Cows are called holy beasts in our Qunu City, and they can't be called beasts. In addition, these holy women are all selected by the temple from all over the country, and they are by no means comparable to ordinary women. ”

The holy women of the Brahmin temple were not ordinary people, they were born from the poor lower Aryans. It seems that the lowly aborigines, the Shudras and the lower ones are excluded from the caste.

Zhao Congfang, as the aesthetic standard of the Tang people, couldn't see where the beauty of these women was, although they had thick eyebrows and big eyes, brown or fair skin, but wearing a ring on their nose really disgusted him. He waved his hand in disgust and said, "Take them all back to the temple." ”

The Brahmin monks quietly breathed a sigh of relief in their hearts, fortunately, fortunately, the holy women had finally escaped the catastrophe and were not infected by foreign demons, otherwise they would have to burn them unclean and spend a lot of money to buy a batch again.

"Wait!" Bai Xiaode rode a horse and dragged the bound hands of King Yesapaman up the stone steps and looked at the women with interest.

The composition of the Tang army was very complex, in addition to the leading Han Chinese, there were also Turks, Turgish, and Sogdians, both of whom had Aryan blood, and if it looked like this, the dancing girls of Kangju had some similarities with these temple saints, and they had much in common with the aesthetics of the Indians.

Bai Xiaode was a Turkic Qiuzi nobleman, and among the Longshuo army he led, there were many Turkishes and Sogdians, so many men with strong blood and strength, naturally coveted this.

"Just because General Zhao doesn't like them as a Han doesn't mean we don't like them either." Bai Xiaode smiled and ordered: "Anyone who has won a head in the siege battle can go up and pick a saint to have fun!" ”

As soon as General Bai gave the order, the Sogdian and Turkic soldiers ran up one after another. Zhao Congfang glanced at Bai Xiaode angrily, he was deeply educated by Confucianism, and he was most disgusted by this kind of thing, and couldn't help but point at Bai Xiaode and reprimand: "As a soldier, how can you teach your subordinates to do such brute behavior?" ”

Bai Xiaode didn't care, and explained to Zhao Congfang with a smile: "General Zhao, you may have misunderstood, these holy women in the temple were originally temple prostitutes and were used to serve these elders and monks, even if these subordinates of mine don't use it, they can't escape the fate of taking turns to accompany men." ”

Zhao Congfang's eyes widened even more in surprise, he didn't expect that as the highest authority in Qunu City, a tall place like the temple would do such a dirty act so openly! He suddenly thought of something, turned his head to look at the reliefs of the towers on both sides of the temple, and found that the temple had carved the spring palace map to the tower, all kinds of distorted movements, and the very similar thing on the spire, which directly shattered his three views.

No matter how open the Tang Dynasty folk customs are, in today's dominance of Confucianism, some things are still regarded as obscure that cannot be put on the table. What men and women don't kiss, what prostitution and theft, although this is a kind of self-deception, after all, the sex is also good, but the values of the whole society tend to be conservative and rational, and the status of women is also at a slightly higher level, otherwise there will be no sun and moon of Gaozong Wucong.

He really didn't expect that this kind of thing would be openly placed in the temple as worship, and openly promoted as a culture on the surface. I didn't even think that the hiding of filth and dirt in the temple was not hiding filth and dirt at all, but a public act. This made his heart unable to calm down for a long time, and it took a long time before he let out a long sigh and said, "What a magical country! ”

When he saw the buildings in Qunu City, he still had a good impression of this place. But after recognizing the truth hidden in the architectural reliefs, he developed a contempt for the city and the country, and having a temple that openly preached the male and female ones was simply rubbish, and the gods they believed in were definitely evil gods, otherwise how could they shelter such a disgusting bunch of things.

He glanced contemptuously at the brahmins, and said arrogantly, "Since the fault of our attack on Qunu City lies with you Tianzhu people, then you must find a scapegoat for what you have committed!" ”

He ordered the king of Yesa Poman, who had been captured by Bai Xiaode, to be pushed into the square, and made him and a bunch of monks hostile to each other, and then said to them with a smile: "Poman said that the whole thing was instructed by you, and you said that Poman drove Dai Wang away and destroyed his plantation on his own initiative. I can't tell for a moment, but now give you the opportunity to argue and debate with each other, and whoever loses will be beheaded in front of the temple. ”

As soon as Zhao Congfang's words fell, Yesa Poman quarreled with the Brahmin monks, scolding and arguing with each other, like mad dogs biting each other. But Yesa Poman was alone after all, how could he quarrel with a group of monks who debated and chanted scriptures all day long, and gradually fell into disadvantage.

General Zhao was like a god-like arbiter, and he sneered and ordered: "Yesa Poman can't prove his innocence, pull him out and behead him to show the public." ”

The king cried and was dragged to the edge of the steps by several Tang soldiers, and the executioner drew his horizontal knife from his waist, held it horizontally with both hands and turned his body, the blade quickly cut off, and the blood splashed three feet, and a head tumbled down the marble steps.

The Brahmin monks bowed their heads and trembled like frightened lambs.