Lhasa is in chaos today.
Every day, people are murdered, either important lamas or Kashags. As for local officials such as "Kiqia", "Zong" and "Xika", There are even more.
The entire Lhasa Valley is filled with the atmosphere of conspiracy.
Han Lingshan took a long breath and let this atmosphere permeate his internal organs. He liked it very much. /p>
When he was bored in Guanzhong, he hadn’t killed anyone for a long time, which made him feel very bad. Now, he came to Lhasa, and he felt that every cell in his body was trembling with excitement. , shouting.
When he was a boy, Han Lingshan thought that he could bring peace to the world with his sharp tongue. At that time, he regarded Su Qin and Zhang Yi as his role models.
After gaining some knowledge, Han Lingshan started to hate verbal disputes.
It’s not that verbal disputes can’t solve things, the main reason is that they are too slow to use! To achieve one's goal in the shortest time, killing is the fastest. After destroying a person's body, his thoughts are basically finished. Throughout the ages, there are only a few thinkers who can achieve long-standing thinkers, and most people even A brilliant thought will be lost in the long river of history without even a wave rising.
Gushi Khan opposite was looking at him fiercely.
p>The smile on Han Lingshan’s face became even stronger
This was Gushi Khan who encouraged some stupid Uzbeans to invade the Hexi Corridor, but was killed by the furious Xia Wanchun. Not only that, those who did not participate in the rebellion were also executed by Xia Wanchun.
Even so, after Yun Zhao learned about the news that the Us Tibetans enslaved the Han people. , Duan Guoren, who had already dealt cruelly to the Wusi Tibetans, was severely reprimanded by Yun Zhao, thinking that he was too kind to the enemy.
So, after Duan Guoren returned to Hexi, he He marched into Qinghai and fought a battle with Gushi Khan in the Huangshui Valley. After this battle, Gushi Khan had to leave Qinghai and led the few defeated soldiers to Lhasa.
Duan Guoren set up the Qinghai Navy Division in Qinghai to guard this plateau area.
Now, Han Lingshan wants to do something to eradicate the problem.
There is no need in this chaotic world. Be reasonable, just look at the prisoners with chains on their ankles begging on the street and the women who are packed in wooden boxes with only a pair of frightened and desperate eyes. You will know that the people who are reasonable here generally have a miserable life.
< p> "Sang Jie, it was you who killed my people and robbed my Red Palace, right?Han Lingshan looked around and found that there were no onlookers. Then he nodded and said: "Yes, I want to build a white house for Morigen Living Buddha. You saw it too. There are even trees here." No, I have to demolish your Red Palace and make do. ”
Han Lingshan speaks Mongolian very well, even though he isShi Khan, a pure Mongolian, couldn't hear anything strange at all.
"I want you to return all the things you took away to me, otherwise you will die!"
Han Lingshan once again made sure that there were no powerful people around, and then He nodded and said: "Very good. I heard that you took away your tribe's most precious gem with you. Now, I want it too."
Gushi Khan's eyes were splitting, and he looked at the person behind him. The divine master roared: "What to do, I want to ask the gods to kill this slave!"
Hearing this, the divine man, who was covered with various colorful flags and flags, immediately held a skull in one hand and waved it with the other. A delicate bell began to dance...
"The snowy mountains obey my orders, the boulders obey my orders, the floods obey my orders, the gods have given orders, smash these slaves to death, drown these slaves, bury them... ”
The snow-capped mountains did not obey the orders, the boulders did not obey the orders, and the flood did not come... Therefore, the divine man danced harder, roared louder, and someone beat the huge tambourine, and more People were shouting loudly from behind, as if they were trying to wake up the gods. (Don’t laugh, this is how the Uzbeans fought in the Ming Dynasty when they were completely ruled by religion... completely different from the powerful Tubo in the Tang Dynasty.)
Then Han Lingshan ordered the shooting...< /p>
The distance was too close. Gushi Khan was beaten into a sieve by bullets at the first moment. Yin Hong’s blood spurted out from all directions. He tried to block the hole of the bullet with his panicked hands, but there were too few hands and it was in vain. After a while, he fell to the ground on his back.
The divine man is worthy of being a divine man. He actually survived the hail of bullets unscathed and continued to dance bravely. However, the Mongolians surrounding him were shot and fell to the ground. Just a moment ago, they were still waving flags and flags. The grand scene turned into a mess in an instant.
Han Lingshan kicked away the divine man who believed he could summon gods to help him fight. The divine man fell to the ground and still raised his hands to ask for help from the snow-capped mountains not far away.
The apricot-yellow flags on his body were still stuck behind his back, not stained by any dust.
After the gunfire stopped, Han Lingshan had to sigh with emotion. This damn Gushi Khan was really good. The more than 500 people he brought with him did not receive an order to attack during this battle. , they did not attack, they did not retreat until they received the order to retreat, and they were all shot to death on the spot.
After the soldiers brought by Han Lingshan installed bayonets on their muskets, they began to clean up the battlefield. The groans that filled the battlefield just now quickly disappeared, leaving only the godly man kneeling on the ground. , raised his hands high, and spoke quickly at a speed that was difficult for ordinary people to understand, urgently asking for help from the gods.
The Uzi Tibetan slaves are very useful. Even though there are countless people killed by bullets and bullets here, they still don’t stop using the little rammers in their hands. They still spin in circles and sing songs. Hammering the foundation of the White House.
The soldier in charge of cleaning the battlefield found a small bag from Gushi Khan's arms. After Han Lingshan opened it, he found two blue aquamarine gems inside, each one of them.It is the size of a pigeon egg and shines mysteriously in the sunshine on the plateau.
The only living divine man knew nothing about his situation. He screamed and ran towards the snow-capped mountains. He was not running away, he was still trying hard to ask for help from the gods, hoping that the extremely powerful gods could kill these people. The vicious butcher.
"Ah, God, I dedicate myself to you."
The holy man who ran not far away may feel that his prayer is not sincere enough, so he pulls himself out from his waist With a fork in his hand, he cut his own throat without hesitation, and watched his blood spurt out three feet away. Then he fell to the ground in relief, and looked at Hanling Mountain not far away from the corner of his eyes. He felt like he had won. (The story here comes from British records, and the credibility is unknown.)
Seeing this scene, Han Lingshan, even if he was bold, could not help but look at the person who was so close at this time. He led his men to look at the snow mountain with dull eyes and a guilty conscience. He was really worried about what this snow mountain would do to them massacrers.
The strong wind surged on the snow-capped mountains, blowing up large tracts of snow, which fell to the ground from a high altitude. In a short time, it covered the corpses on the ground, as if to tell the world again that killing It's a mortal game and has nothing to do with him.
"Okay, God has turned this page. Now hurry up and bring Gushi Khan's horses over. We have brought too few horses."
After Han Lingshan confirmed that the gods were on his side, he gave a loud order and began to clear the battlefield. This will soon be the place where Living Buddha Morigen lectures and preaches. Do not leave corpses everywhere, which is unsightly.
With the help of the slaves, the battlefield was quickly cleared, mainly because the cliff was not far away. After throwing the corpses into the cliff, countless vultures would naturally clean them up. .
The slaves were still beating the frozen ground in the heavy snow. This was obviously of no use. Han Lingshan was just using this excuse to hire more slaves.
Han Lingshan has hired three thousand slaves. Slaves are almost the least valuable thing in Lhasa.
Even so, Han Lingshan had no other way to hire more slaves.
So, he quickly raised the price, and he wanted slaves regardless of age or sex.
Slaves in winter are not valuable because they don’t have much work to do in this cold time. Many slave owners are willing to rent out their slaves, especially those who can only eat but cannot work. .
Han Lingshan wanted to build a tall palace that was almost as high as the snow-capped mountains, which required too many manpower. His desire for slaves was almost unlimited.
So, on days when the cold wind is no longer biting, there are a total of 10,000 slaves who continue to pound the ground with rammers.
This makes Sang Qiu the biggest joke in Lhasa - a fool who keeps beating the ground in winter, trying to get a solid foundation.
Hanling MountainHe was very kind to these slaves. Not only did he untie the iron chains on their ankles, but he also provided them with plenty of tsampa and butter. Even if some slaves sneaked away in the middle of the night to kill their enemies, as long as he could When I came back during roll call in the morning, I still had a sumptuous meal.
As for who the slaves ran out to kill, Han Lingshan didn’t care. He stubbornly believed that as long as he worked here, he was his people, and his people were not allowed to bullshit Kashag." Uzbek officials such as "Jiqia", "Zong" and "Xika" were under the jurisdiction.
Even if the envoys of the Living Buddha came, Han Lingshan asked them to produce the warrant of the Living Buddha Morigen. , otherwise we will not cooperate.
Although no outsider saw how Gushi Khan died, everyone in Lhasa knew that it was this barbaric Uzbek named Sangjie who killed him.
The psychological activities of the upper class people in Lhasa are very strange. A Uzbek killed a Mongolian... This is not a bad thing.
"The gems are among you secular people. It is just a gem in my eyes, but in my eyes it contains countless wisdom! ”
After Sun Guoxin, also known as Living Buddha Mo Rigen, arrived at Han Lingshan’s huge camp, he casually put the gems that Han Lingshan showed off to him into his sleeves.
Han Lingshan looked at Sun Guoxin blankly and said: "This is the first time I have heard of such a shameless method of robbing property. "
Sun Guoxin had obviously forgotten about the gem. He looked into Han Lingshan's eyes and said, "Is this how you help me? Are you going to spend money to hire all the slaves, and then use me to liberate them completely? "
Han Lingshan smiled and said: "You have no basic base in Lhasa. These 10,000 slaves are your basic strength. The whole of Lhasa only has 70,000 people. You can achieve this goal with a little money. Why should I make it bloody? ”
“Gushi Khan didn’t see it that way. ”
“His opinion is not important.
Sun Guoxin sighed and said: "That's true. His opinion is really not important. He is already a dead person. Who cares about the opinion of a dead person?" ”