Chapter 661 Yangjin Goes to Shannan
Shunzhidi leaned on Zhao Yulin's shoulder, looked at the official ship sailing away and said sadly: It has been almost three years since Sister Yangjin left Chengdu, and I don't know how long it will take for Sister Hulan to meet us again. Everyone has left us one by one.
Zhao Yulin said nothing until the official ship turned the river bend, then he helped Zhidi up and got on the car to go back.
On the Tubo Road in the west, Yangjin really knows how to live.
Before the heavy snow closed the mountains, the woman took the two thousand royal guards brought by Zhang Guoan to Zhe Mengxiong's Gangdu City. Although they had traveled hundreds of miles to get here, they were actually in the south of the Himalayas, with an altitude of only more than 1,000 meters. The warm and humid air currents from the Indian Ocean made this place neither too cold nor too hot, making it a perfect holiday resort.
After Wang Hanchen conquered Langerke, Zhe Mengxiong took the initiative to submit and had long since become a state of the New Song Dynasty. When Yangjin came here to avoid the cold, the local monks and people rushed to pay homage to him as if they had seen a venerable person from the imperial capital.
Wang Youling said with envy: "Sister is really good at finding a place. Winter here is much more comfortable, there is no need to light a heater or wear thick clothes."
Yang Jin said proudly: I am here to do something, I have to go down and take a good look at all the counties and towns. Then the two of them each took a group of people and acted separately.
This woman thought differently. This place was separated from Lhasa City by the world's highest mountain. The people here must have a sense of belonging to the New Song Empire.
She wanted to immigrate here, select outstanding children from Zhemenxiongzhou to serve as officials in Luoshui City, and strengthen the exchanges and connections between the two places. She also wanted to build roads and post stations to facilitate the travel of people from the two places, so that everyone could hold each other tightly like pomegranate fruits.
Yangjin and Zhao Yulin are both time travelers and are well aware of the importance of this area to the empire.
The Curry people in the south kept learning from the repeated invasions of foreign tribes, but they did not separate the coarse from the fine, discard the false and retain the true, and learned to be shrewd and shameless. Zhu Congwen, the military strategist, fell into the glacier and lost his legs in a close fight with the Curry people.
She had to get the fence up here.
In Lhasa, three men dressed as kings came to the Potala Palace to have butter tea with Basi and his master. After offering butter tea to heaven, earth, ghosts and gods, they squinted their eyes and said slowly: The pacification envoy took the guards to Shannan Prefecture, and the great abbot of Lhasa has spoken in this Lhasa.
Ba Si glanced at the master, then looked at the three chiefs, pretending not to understand what he meant and said: The Potala Palace stands on the majestic sacred mountain, and the abbot is not only the abbot of the temple in Luoshui City, but also the general manager of the temples in Tubo Road. What is the purpose of the three chiefs coming here?
The three bearded chiefs looked at each other and then at the abbot. They saw that the master of eight silk threads had his eyes slightly closed, his lips constantly moving, as if he was reciting the Holy Bible of Om Mali Padme Hum.
The chieftain living in the lower reaches of the Lhasa River said: Yangjin is really bold. He transferred all the garrisons to Shannan. There are only less than 3,000 imperial guards in Lhasa City. If someone raises his arm and calls for action, the situation will definitely change. Lhasa City will still be the Lhasa City of our Tibetans.
Basi knew that these people had ulterior motives and were planning to rebel, and he had come to the Bu Palace many times to find out what his master was thinking.
Before Yangjin arrived, Basi's master saw that the temple's incense had plummeted after the separation of religion and politics, and publicly complained that the temple's life was getting worse under the rule of the New Song Dynasty. These people hoped that his master would stand up and call on believers to rebel.
But Wang Hanchen guarded very tightly. If there was any disturbance, the soldiers would immediately increase patrols and check, and the four gates were strictly guarded. The appearance of these three leaders in the Potala Palace today would definitely attract the attention of the government.
After Wang Hanchen led his troops to the west to attack the Chagatai Khanate, these disloyal leaders seemed to have seen spring coming. They came out and connected with each other, plotting a rebellion and restoration, and wanting to rebuild the free country of the Tubo Dynasty.
Basi was shocked. These people spoke so clearly, and it was obvious that they were going to rebel.
He looked at his master again, who was still chanting Om Mali Padme Hum with his eyes slightly closed. An idea suddenly occurred to him: The New Song Dynasty advocates equality and freedom for all, respects our right to believe in religion, and does not infringe on temples, which is unprecedented.
At present, the New Song Dynasty is marching westward to attack Chagatai to avenge the Tibetans. Monks are compassionate and should not have such distracting thoughts, but the people of the Tibetan Road know that the court is doing good for the Tibetans.
The envoy believes in Buddhism, respects temples, and cares for the people. He is currently preaching in Shannan. How could we be so treacherous as to stab him in the back?
When the three leaders saw the abbot continuing to recite the six-syllable mantra, they knew that the temple would not support their idea, so they got up and left angrily.
The abbot then opened his eyes, let out a long sigh and said to Basi: They are just a bunch of stupid people who have not understood the Buddhist scriptures. Why should we bother with them?
It is not a fantasy that the New Song Dynasty can drive the grassland empire to the Western Regions and even march into the Chagatai Khanate. Commander Wang will surely return victorious.
They thought that the pacification envoy was a woman, stupid and easy to bully. But they forgot that the living Bodhisattva was an immortal who walked out of Kangningzhou and served as the deputy ruler of Xinsong. Let's wait and see.
Then, the abbot sighed and said: Luosu City is going to be in chaos again, let's print 2,000 copies of the "Platform Sutra" and distribute them to the subordinate temples. The Buddha wants all living beings to know: We are all disciples of Sakyamuni, we are one family, regardless of ethnicity or region.
Basi understood immediately and did as ordered.
The girl was about to go out when the abbot suddenly asked her to wait. He remembered the instructions of the New Song Dynasty court and asked Ba Si to add one more sentence : All living beings must love their country and family. Although Buddhism has no borders, those who study Buddhism have a nationality and must be patriotic.
Basi nodded in agreement, turned around and hurried to the Sutra Library.
Even though the abbot spends the whole day in the Potala Palace chanting scriptures and meditating, the monks who come to debate with him are all ascetics who have traveled thousands of miles and are definitely well-informed.
The abbot left the Potala Palace this time, walked along the corridor, and went to Ladakh to preach. All he saw along the way were orderly towns, and the mighty soldiers walking on the road were holding their heads high. He was able to preach safely in Ladakh, but the dream of several generations of abbots was that these places were unified as the New Song Kingdom, and he was preaching in his own country.
Especially after he returned to Lhasa City, he was greatly shocked when he saw the strong and powerful Imperial Guards on guard duty. He was surprised when Basi told him that this team took only a few months to get here from Chengdu. It is said that Tubo and Chengdu are separated by thousands of mountains. Could these soldiers have wings and fly here?
This is the Empire’s divine army.
From then on, the abbot knew that he had to follow the Divine Power Army and become the Buddha of the New Song Dynasty.
In Chengdu, Zhao Yulin was closely following the developments of the Western Expedition Army and the Shenwei Army's advance northward toward Harkhorin. He moved into the office to work on duty, ready to handle letters from the front at any time.
The old emperor of Huaxi Village saw in the newspaper that his good daughter had announced the imperial tour to Liangzhe, and originally wanted to go with his daughter and take a look. However, the empress reminded him that it was the king's eastern tour to demonstrate the emperor's majesty, and it would not be appropriate for them to go with them.
After the old emperor calmed down, he became concerned about his daughter's safety. Going east, he had to cross the sea to Ryukyu, and sailing hundreds of miles on the vast ocean was no joke.
He was old, and was troubled by what was happening. He couldn't eat or sleep well, so he wrote a letter and asked the garrison commander to deliver it to Zhao Yulin requesting a meeting.
Zhao Yulin was bored reviewing memorials and checking money in Jinguan City. After reading the letter, he asked Jing Gang to prepare the car and leave the city to Huaxi.
Although it was the beginning of spring, it was still chilly outside the city. Zhao Yulin arrived at Huaxi Villa and saw from a distance that the emperor and his two wives were standing outside the gate, looking around and talking to each other. When they saw his carriage clearly, they immediately came to greet him.
Zhao Yulin got out of the car quickly and said with a smile that they were all elders and old people, so why should I suffer outside?
The old emperor smiled and said that the weather was warm and it was a good time to go out and bask in the sun. Then he pulled him to the courtyard. Inside, Shi's son had been waiting for a long time. When he saw Zhao Yulin come in, he immediately came over to greet him. The group followed the emperor to the small flower hall and sat down.
The maid had already prepared tea and served it.
Zhao Yulin was unhappy when he saw Shi's son. After taking a sip of tea, he asked his father-in-law calmly what he needed to discuss.
The old emperor hesitated for a moment and said that the history compilation team was still short of staff, and he hoped to expand the organization to allow more ministers who understand history to join in and complete the compilation.
He nodded and said: "It is the basic requirement to be rigorous in compiling history and to seek truth from facts. After the book is completed, it must be shown to the whole world. The libraries of all provinces, states and counties must treasure it and preserve it for generations to come."
The clerk next to him wrote down the words quickly, afraid of missing a single word.
He asked what else?
The old emperor said that the officials who were compiling the history had their work cut out for them. Being locked up in a room writing all day was like being in prison. So he planned to take them all out for a walk during this year's outing.
Zhao Yulin nodded and said with a smile that these were all trivial matters, and that his father could do whatever he wanted as long as it was not a restricted area of the New Song Kingdom, and that the necessary expenses could be handled by the Ministry of Rites.
Shi's son was delighted, and came over to say that Mr. Zhao wanted to go to Liangzhe, but was afraid of delaying the tour of the King of Feiyan, so he was hesitant.
Damn it, so this is the key point.
Damn, these two old guys are clearly trying to trap him and set a trap for him.
Since Zhao Yulin has already said that he can go wherever he wants, how can he take back the water that has been poured out?
He laughed and said it was okay, it was okay, Feiyan was in front and our father was behind by more than half a month, maybe by the time our father went to Hangzhou, Feiyan had already crossed the sea to Ryukyu, it was okay.
The old emperor was delighted. He looked at the two women with great joy and asked them to have some tea. He quickly went to get the new tea from the study and asked his son-in-law to have a taste.
Haha, ever since this guy married off Zhao Yanlan, he thought things through and no longer thought about taking a concubine. He went to brothels with his relative-in-law Shi's son for fun. Every time he met, he saw pretty girls with different charm, who were considerate and gentle.
On the way back, Zhao Yulin thought of the fact that the sea trade ports of Quanzhou and Fuzhou in Liangzhe and Guangdong and Guangxi were all inland. He felt that now that the Ryukyu Road had been established, the Strait had become the empire's inland sea, and the settings of the sea trade ports should be adjusted.
