When Bu Sen said this, he already knew that he had failed.

Failed a lot.

When Buddha becomes a bargaining chip that can be used to bargain, it will naturally lose its mystery and enhance its reality, or commodity nature.

Originally, Bu Sen was struggling, but for his Buddha.

He hoped that the subsequent development in the Western Regions would be like the Buddhists and Ashoka back then.

Ashoka was powerful for a moment, but he eventually died. Buddhism was spread and was pressed on the butt by the Buddha in the legend.

Although Bu Sen is now standing under Fei Qian's horse and being called around, he believed that in the future, his disciples would say that he had suppressed Fei Qian's ferocity and suppressed Fei Qian with Buddhism...

But now, this hope is shattered.

Fei Qian, Bu Sen, really turned into a devil in his heart, and Bu Sen even spoke up to bargain with the devil.

but……

The Buddha will forgive him, after all, he went to hell for the sake of the Buddha.

"There can be a place where Buddhas are listed under the Gods of the Five Directions..." Fei Qian said with a smile, "You can even say that Buddha is the Emperor of the Southern Heaven..."

"Why isn't Xi..." Bu Sen asked a little subconsciously, then quickly cut it off, shook his head and said, "This is impossible!"

"The ten things are illegal or the pure Dharma? The five things are the five things in the great heaven or the five harms?" Fei Qian said with a smile, "Is it the Theravada or the Mahayana that has obtained the true Buddha's meaning? Who is more authentic? If the Theravada and the Mahayana cannot distinguish between the right and wrong, then what qualifications do you have to determine the impossible and judge the right and wrong of the Gods and Buddhas in the five directions?"

"No! Buddha is above everything else!" Bu Sen gritted his teeth and was still making the final struggle. "Even if you say all of this, the people of the Western Regions will not understand it! They only understand what they want to understand! Your Chinese people's own scriptures are all chaotic, so why should Buddha stay below?"

Bu Sen claimed that he knew very well about the people of the Western Regions. He was not afraid that Fei Qian would directly tell the people of the Western Regions the contradictions and problems in the Buddhist scriptures. Because the people of the Western Regions couldn't understand at all. Bu Sen knew very well that for most Western Regions who had no knowledge and had little ability to think, they would just say that they wanted, they wanted to see, they wanted to eat, they wanted to think, and they would not be interested in other things.

Fei Qian looked at Bu Sen with a smile until he was flustered and said, "What a pity... Master, you have never been to Chang'an... You don't know that I have held more than once in Chang'an. Oh, according to your words, it is called collection... Now we Han people have checked the seriousness, abandoned false works, determined the correct understanding, and published it in the world... If, Master, if you say that I have someone to add some interesting Buddhist stories to it... Don't worry, although I am not a monk, I will not lie either. I will definitely tell the truth... Master, what do you think?"

"No!" Bu Sen roared with blue veins exposed, trying to rush to Fei Qian, of course, he was immediately pressed to the ground by the guards, and then slept on the ground in pain and started to wail, "You...you are the devil...the devil...the devil...the devil...'

『So, I gave you a very good reason... This reason is enough for you to let go of all your worries and eventually become an Arhat...』 Fei Qian still smiled, 『Actually, whether you agree or not is not as important as you imagined... But think about it on the other hand, if you agree and are willing to join in, it may become a little more important... Because you can make these Buddha stories more "correct" and no "flaws"... Isn't this a great merit! How about it?"

『…』Bu Sen was stunned for a long time, then cried bitterly, tears mixed with yellow sand, stained his beard, his wrinkles, and his robes representing Buddha.

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Everyone needs a reason.

No matter whether it is true or false.

One reason that almost everyone applies is to "living".

Yes, living is a universal reason, because no matter what challenges or difficulties people face, they usually choose to continue living. This reason also applies to different people and situations, such as losing their jobs, family, friends, health, etc. People still look for various reasons to continue living.

It's like being in a mud city.

When the city is broken, even if you are panic, life still needs to be lived, and eating, drinking, defecating, urinating, and sleeping are indispensable.

In the market next to the palace, the warning has gradually been opened, but only a curfew is allowed to enter and exit the Shanshan people during the day. The shops on the market have also been opened one after another, and there is even an additional shop run by Han people...

Everything looked like it was before, with a roar of shock, pungent smoke, and bright red blood, as if it was a dream.

Although the Han soldiers on the street still reminded that it was not just a dream, some people chose not to see it, so they would not wake up from the dream.

『Wake up!』

When many Shanshan people choose to sleep, there are still some Shanshan people who are heartbroken.

The friendship inside is endured by the most terrible test at the moment. Waking up or pretending to be asleep is a serious problem.

"You all saw it! You all saw it! The Han people are here. If we don't fight, Shanshan will be over! It's over! If we don't resist today, we will be destroyed... the country will be destroyed!" An old man from Shanshan was both harsh.

The city was broken, the palace was surrounded, and the smell of blood on the streets still did not dissipate.

It can be regarded as invisible, but these things are still oppressing in the hearts of every Shanshan person. It is precisely because of this, when the old Shanshan man shouted in a deep voice, everyone was panicked or silent, but some people stood up, "Crazy Rider, what should we do?"

The old cavalry captain had already retired. He was old and could not run the horse anymore, so he retreated. However, he did not expect that when the Shanshan royal city was captured, the existing officials of Shanshan showed no resistance at all, which made the Shanshan extremely angry.

The old cavalry captain experienced the difficult times of Shanshan, so he knew that it was not easy to establish a country in Shanshan. But now the young officials in Shanshan easily surrendered to the enemy, which made the old cavalry captain feel the sadness in his heart.

"You have a family... I won't make things difficult for you..." The old cavalryman looked around, "If you have the awareness of death, come up... I want to go to the king to tell you in person! Even if you die, you must have the backbone of the Shanshan people! At least, when we face the spirit of the former king, we can stand up! Proudly claiming that we are still a dignified Shanshan people!"

After saying this, the old rider turned around and left.

And behind him, a group of Shanshan people hesitated.

Most Shanshan people did not move, and only a few Shanshan people followed the footsteps of the scam rider.

When those who followed the scam leader disappeared from their sight, the rest of Shanshan people looked at each other and left silently.

The sunlight tilted down, one side of the house was illuminated, while at other angles, there were large shadows, settled and covered, like solidified blood clots.

Most of the officials in Shanshan surrendered.

Shanshan's soldiers basically put down their swords and guns.

On the long street, a group of Shanshan people who did not need to pick up swords and guns appeared. Most of them did not have swords and guns. They took steps and approached the Han soldiers' cordon.

When these people appeared on the long street, they seemed to break the original false calm and bring chaos back to the royal city.

Someone shouted at the old cavalry leader: "The king has surrendered! What else do you want to do? Do you want to die?!"

In such a voice, the old cavalier seemed to pause for a moment, but soon moved forward again. Behind him were some old men with gray hair and some young men, but no matter how old they were, they were proudly erecting their chests and raised their heads high, and the Shanshan people who were hanging their heads on both sides of the street seemed to be in two different worlds.

Under the shadow of the street houses, the Shanshan people pointed and sang, as if they were arguing about something. Some people quietly followed the queue, but some people slowly left the queue and hid back in the shadow.

The old rider still didn't look back.

Because when he embarked on this path, he was destined to be unable to turn back.

The Han soldiers on the street watched coldly as these people gradually approached.

The leader of the Han soldiers had already pressed their hands on the hilt of the knife, and the surrounding Han soldiers also held the swords and guns in their hands tightly, waiting for an order, and pushed them over and killed the rioters on the spot.

Just as the Han soldiers slowly pulled out half of the sword, a commander suddenly rushed from behind and said something quickly to the side of the Han soldiers. The Han soldiers were stunned, then confirmed the order again, then tickled and ordered the retreat.

When he saw the Han soldiers retreating, the scam cavalry captain was stunned.

Suddenly, a cheer sounded on the street!

Many Shanshan people didn’t know what they were cheering, but they felt that it seemed that they had forced the Han people to give in, so they should cheer!

Amid the cheers, those who had retreated to the shadows on both sides of the street, who had looked contemptuously in the surrounding areas, raised their hands happily and began to cheer, as if they were the biggest heroes...

The old rider had no smile on his face, and even his steps hesitated.

When facing the Han soldiers array, the old cavalry leader was firm in his pace, without a pause at all. But now, he stopped. Behind him were the faces of many Shanshan people shouting wildly, interlaced and shaking, like a complex color painted by the school of consciousness on a colorful canvas.

Their behavior may be meaningful or meaningless.

But anyway, this will be the most unusual day in many Shanshan people's lives.

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The Imperial Palace of the Nicheng City.

A small official from Shanshan ran up quickly, and when he was crossing the stairs, he almost fell to bite the dog with a slap. He quickly got up with both hands and feet and ran into the hall.

Inside the hall, the atmosphere is solemn.

Tonggeroga sat upright on the throne, and where he was at the head was the first minister who had just arrived not long ago, assisting the minister...

Tonggeroga's first offer obviously did not satisfy Fei Qian, but it was Tonggeroga who showed his sincerity, so he bought some time to summon his ministers to discuss.

Tonggeroga was very anxious, especially when he heard that Prince Loushan had also summoned some people and was also discussing.

What price should be set for himself? It is a very realistic question. Tong Geroga felt the helplessness and entanglement of later workers in the face of human resources HR. At this moment, he suddenly heard from the minor official report that the creator gathered a group of people to come to the palace to protest!

"What is he going to do?! What is his power? What is his face? He is so powerful? He knows what is the advantage?!" Tong Groga widened his eyes. He finally sat down and discussed with the Han people. He could stop the war and negotiate peace. What is the old cavalry captain? Why do he want to destroy the current great situation? Did he have a grudge against himself? Wasn't he promoted him as the captain of Wan? He was not promoted to be the stubborn and stubborn? So now this old guy holds a grudge and is ready to harm him?

"What do you say to the Han general?" asked the assistant minister on the side urgently.

"The Han general said this was a matter within Shanshan... It would be best that we can handle it ourselves... Say, the Han general said that if Han soldiers were dispatched, we would have to pay the additional additional Han military expenses... "The little official was sweating on his head, "Dear King, this old cavalryman is about to come to the palace, and more and more people are following him... If... If... If...

As soon as he heard that he would have to pay an extra fee, Tong Groga immediately became anxious!

This is all his fee!

Spend his money!

It was all him, his father, his grandfather, and his ancestors who worked hard to pick out the small money they had accumulated from the teeth of the people of Shanshan!

Is it easy to accumulate it today?!

And the key is that if Prince Lou Shan grabs the front and finally replaces King Shanshan's throne, wouldn't it be that many years of hard work turned into yellow sand, and the wind blew the eggshells on the ground, leaving only one empty-handed?

No, you cannot anger the Han generals no matter what, and you must keep your throne of King of Shanshan Kingdom no matter what!

Only in this way can there be a future!

Otherwise, his son Groga would have no light and hope!

Tong Geroga gritted his teeth. He hated this stubborn and stubborn cavalryman who suddenly appeared. He even began to regret why he didn't first put a charge on a certain crime to kill this stubborn and stubborn old guy!

"Stop him!" Tong Groga slapped the table, "This old guy! He was just trying to make trouble! He didn't want me to do anything good! He just wanted to take the opportunity to avenge his personal revenge! I didn't denounce him the revenge of the Ten Thousand Cavalry!"

Tonggeroga's eyes turned to the first minister, "You! Go and stop him! stop him!"

The first minister was obviously not willing to do so and said with a forced smile: "Dear King, is this matter..."

"If you don't go, the extra military expenses of the Han people will be counted on you!" Tong Groga said gritting his teeth, "Don't think I don't know you secretly bring me money..."

The muscles on the first minister's face twitched and he coughed twice, "Dear King! It's boring to say this... This is for the friendship and peace between the Shanshan Kingdom and the Han Empire, and I am willing to do my part..."

"Very good. I hope what you do is as beautiful as you say." Tong Groga waved his hand and looked fierce, "I will send a team of palace guards with you."

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『You shouldn't have come...』

『I'm here...』

Well, the first minister basically would not take such an absolutely politically incorrect risk and have any interviews with the old cavalry captain. Unless there is really any political need, they would do such a stupid behavior. Therefore, when the first minister appeared in front of the old cavalry captain, he immediately stated that he was ordered by King Shanshan and asked the group to disband immediately and go home immediately.

The old cavalry captain thought about going forward and saying something, and the first minister ordered the action.

No one cares what the creator wants to say, and no one cares who is right and who is wrong. The day when the creator handed over the authority, he has lost the qualification to speak.

Since you are a pariah, what qualifications do you have to discuss the country's government affairs?

The street was stained with blood for a moment.

The Shanshan people in the queue were once again facing the cold swords and guns, but this time they were not the Han people who waved their swords and guns at them, but their own people.

They screamed and were chopped over to the ground one by one by the palace guards, and blood flowed.

The scam leader seemed to have his head cut off...

"Do you understand?"

Fei Qian and Taishici stood far away, acting as background boards.

"Why?" Taishi Ci was a little confused, "Lord, I can't understand... Since I have to resist, why... I came out again now, wouldn't it be an extravagant way?"

Fei Qian shook his head, "It's different. Most of these people have heard about King Shanshan surrendering and cede land and paying compensation... Maybe they want to express something to King Shanshan, maybe they think that since they can negotiate, they can bargain, or some other ideas... But now these are not very important. What's important is that they died in the hands of their own people... Ziyi, do you understand now? Some things really don't need to be done by us Han people... Otherwise, there will be rebellions everywhere and rebellion at all times. The more they kill, the deeper the hatred... Now you see, these people not only hate us... There are also smart people among them, who can use them, and give them authority to command troops, but remember, before they are completely educated, they can never be used for it..."

"Abide by the lord's teachings." Taishi Ci bowed and replied, "However, how can he be completely educated?"

"When their third generation children were born, they only understood the goodness of the Han people, and they hated their original identity as Shanshan people. In order to obtain the household registration of a Han citizen, they could attack their own people without any scruples..." Fei Qian smiled and said, "Even if they are basically educated, they can be used initially..."

"Three generations? Wouldn't it take forty or fifty years?" Taishi Ci frowned and said.

Fei Qian laughed, "I think Ziyi feels that it's too long to be able to achieve full success in his post? The Han family has a long history, and we fight for the day. Of course, there are some ways in this... For example, dividing Shanshan into two... The smaller the other country, the more likely it is to be influenced by the Han family, and it is easier to educate. But this kind of division requires an opportunity, haha, or a suitable reason... Just like at present, there are the little prince of Shanshan, Loushan and Tong Groga, the two of them themselves can take the opportunity to divide them into two... Isn't this a good reason in front of you, the little prince of Shanshan must be very happy..."

Yes, the little prince of Shanshan would be very happy. He would not be sad because of the death of Shanshan people, but there was a good reason to be happy.

Taishici's eyes lit up, "It's like a car master's old story? I understand!"

"Slightly different... The key point is here..." Fei Qian nodded, then pointed to the blood-stained long street, "Similar to the present, let them do it themselves... I think the little prince Lou Shan must be very willing to know this news and go and have a good fight with his uncle Wang..."

Fei Qian's eyes were faint.

This is an event of being very typical.

When every feudal dynasty in history was defeated, there were always people who did not believe that their country had actually been hopelessly corrupt. Some people always felt that there might be some hope, and even if their kings would only eat, drink and have fun all day long, they would fabricate a reason to be deceived by treacherous ministers.

Until one day, this reason, this false dream, was awakened by blood and fire...
Chapter completed!