The revival of the Han Dynasty must start with Dong Zhuo

Chapter 625 Volume Refreshing the Lower Limit
The monk sent to the east by Popo was called Ma Ming.

Nagarjuna was born into a noble family. His ancestor was the twelfth ancestor of India, Nagarjuna Bodhisattva.

When he heard that Bo Diao wanted him to go to the East, he led two servants there without any hesitation.

On the way, everything happened as Ma Ming expected.

Wherever they arrived, people of lower castes offered them clean water and delicious food.

As long as one reveals his identity, any Buddhist temple will open its doors to welcome him and arrange for female relatives to sleep with him.

"This trip will surely be a success!"

To Ma Ming, all this was normal.

As members of a high caste, it was entirely natural for them to receive all kinds of preferential treatment in the Kushan territory.

Those low-caste people did not dare to resist or raise any objections.

In Ma Ming's opinion, as long as he arrived near Hua City and raised his arms, overwhelming numbers of believers would drive out the Han army.

The Han army came all the way to fight against the Kushans on their own land, which was simply seeking their own death!
Keep walking until you reach the vicinity of Fahrenheit City.

As usual.

The group came to a Buddhist temple and asked the abbot to continue serving them.

The abbot quickly brought clean water and fruits.

Although it is not rich, it is enough to fill the stomach.

But Ma Ming's attendants were furious after seeing this: "What's wrong with your temple? You actually use such things to entertain the noble Brahmins? Do you want to lose your head?"

The abbot quickly explained: "That's not the case, we are just following the Buddha's teachings!"

"What doctrine? How dare you talk back?"

Ma Ming's attendant went up and grabbed the abbot's robe and slapped him twice: "You lowly inferior, you are looking for death!"

The host was slapped twice. Although there was anger in his eyes, the long-term oppression of the upper castes made them swallow their anger and dare not argue.

"You said it was in accordance with the Buddha's teachings. Let me ask you, who explained this Buddha's teachings to you?"

Hearing Ma Ming's question, the abbot did not dare to hide it: "It is Mr. Zhuge who has just arrived in Huashi City."

"He gathered all of us monks together a month ago and told us that Buddhism had actually spread to the Han Dynasty."

"Mr. Zhuge said that many contents of Buddhism are very good, such as the Buddha's belief in "love" and "equality", which are similar to what a saint named Confucius said in their Han Dynasty."

"But Mr. Zhuge also said that since we believe in Buddhism, we should not insist on the caste system."

"Even the Buddha said: If you keep an equal mind and do convenient things, there will be no trouble in the world. If you have a compassionate heart and do compassionate things, your heart will be at peace... How can we secular people go against the Buddha's teachings and divide people into high and low?"

The abbot became more and more excited as he spoke, and he didn't notice that the faces of Ma Ming and others were becoming increasingly uglier.

"Mr. Zhuge also said that even if the Han Dynasty rules this place in the future, we will still be allowed to believe in Buddha! Isn't this a good thing for our religion?"

In fact, the abbot didn't say a word.

That is, although the Han Dynasty allows the existence of monks, monks must also pay taxes honestly!
This may be a bad thing for the monks in the Han Dynasty who have been pampered.

But it makes no difference to the monks in Kushan!
After all, as long as you are of a low caste, even if you convert to Buddhism, you still have to pay all the charity and tax you owe!
The Han Dynasty had to pay taxes, and the Kushan Dynasty also had to pay taxes. At the same time, under the Han Dynasty, they did not have to live like dogs under the oppression of the upper castes...

How could the nearby monks not agree to such a good thing?
then.

Following the local people in the lower reaches, these monks in the middle reaches became the second batch of supporters of the Han Dynasty!

However, the expressions of Ma Ming and others were already extremely ugly!
"presumptuous!"

After all, the prestige of the upper castes has existed in this land for thousands of years. With Ma Ming's angry rebuke, the frightened abbot immediately knelt on the ground, trembling.

Ma Ming glared at the host.

Damn thing!

Although he himself is from a family of monks...

But is it Buddha that he cares about?
No! He cares about high caste! Brahmin status!

Now this bunch of despicable low-caste peasants actually want to use Buddhist teachings to overthrow the existence of Brahmins?
I don't think about it!

However, Ma Ming also knew that the person who actually did this was not the host in front of him.

The one who really wants to do this is the Han people! The so-called Mr. Zhuge!

But Ma Ming still could not tolerate the abbot's treason in front of him and talking to him about the equality of all beings!
"People like you deserve to go to the hell of tongue-pulling!"

Under the abbot's horrified gaze, the waiter behind Ma Ming stepped forward and pressed the abbot to the ground, then clamped his tongue with an iron clamp and forcibly pulled it out from deep in his throat!
Judging from their proficiency, this is obviously not the first time they have done something like this!
Seeing the abbot's long tongue in front of him, Ma Ming felt relieved and waves of pleasure surged from the bottom of his heart!
This is what people of high caste should do!

"Gather all the nearby monks!"

"I want to see who will tell me about the Buddha's teachings again!"

……

Fahrenheit City.

"Kong Ming, have you heard? A so-called "Brahmin" came from outside the city. He seems to be the descendant of Bodhisattva Ma Ming, and is executing the monks we taught before!"

Zhou Yu came to look for Zhuge Liang, but saw Zhuge Liang reading a scripture in his hand.

Seeing Zhuge Liang's concentration, Zhou Yu did not dare to disturb him until Zhuge Liang finished reading. Then he said, "Kong Ming, is this Kushan scripture really as profound as the legend says?"

Great wisdom?
Zhuge Liang smiled lightly.

"Gongjin was not in Chang'an before, so some of his thoughts have not changed yet."

"Which of the books of the various schools of thought is not a classic? Which of them does not contain great wisdom? But if you only believe in one school, won't you become a toad Confucian, blinded by a leaf and unable to see the mountain?"

"There is indeed a lot of knowledge in the Kushan scriptures, but there is also a lot of dross. It is wise to distinguish them carefully."

"Oh~~~"

Zhou Yu had been busy making artillery and training naval forces, and indeed had not experienced the trend of "revival of the Hundred Schools of Thought".

However, he had heard a little about this matter.

Besides, Zhou Yu was not the kind of pedantic person who only knew how to study hard, so he quickly accepted it and skipped the topic.

"Kong Ming, what should we do with that Brahmin?"

Zhuge Liang put down the book, thought for a while and then said: "This man should be sent by Bo Diao."

"Ok?"

Zhou Yu frowned, thinking that Zhuge Liang had some out-of-the-ordinary ideas.

"We have already reached the city of Huashi, but instead of sending troops, Bo Diao sent a Brahmin? How is this possible?"

"And even if the Brahmins came, they should have kept a low profile... But now they are slaughtering monks and abbots wantonly. Isn't this courting death?"

"..."

Zhuge Liang shook his head and said, "Gongjin, that's because you don't understand the national conditions of Kushan."

"In Kushan, sometimes a Brahmin is more effective than thousands of soldiers!"

"I am not just talking nonsense, nor is it the arrogance of the Brahmins themselves, but the entire Kushan people believe this."

"Do you believe it or not? If this continues, he alone can make hundreds of thousands of Kushan people turn against the Han Dynasty?"

Zhou Yu rarely felt a drop of cold sweat on his forehead: "No way?"

No matter how ignorant the Kushan people were, they would not reach such a situation, right?

After all, there is only one person on the other side!

There are hundreds of thousands of people, and even if one of them spits, the other party can be drowned. How could they be powerless to resist this one person?
"Will do."

Zhuge Liang also sighed.

"I originally wanted to try to use the Buddhist religion to counter it, but now it seems that the effect is not very significant."

"In that case..."

Zhuge Liang had said this, so how could Zhou Yu not understand the truth? "Just kill him!"

"no!"

Zhuge Liang stopped Zhou Yu.

"The Kushans believe in reincarnation... it's useless even if they kill him."

"hiss……"

Zhou Yu obviously didn't expect that the opponent's system was so perfect!

Even if the Brahmins were killed, it would not change the fear of the lower castes towards them, and they would still be bewitched by them in the end.

This kind of chain that links life and death together is too terrifying. It is simply enslaving people for generations!

"But that's okay."

Zhuge Liang was extremely calm.

"Those of the lower castes are stupid, but those of the higher castes are not stupid."

"On the contrary, they know better than anyone that if they die, they will lose everything."

"I said this, Gongjin, do you understand?"

Zhou Yu slammed his palm heavily: "That's it!"

"Okay! Let Xingba do the rest! He has experience in this area!"

……

The moon is dark and the wind is high!

Gan Ning, carrying two fish knives, broke into a Buddhist temple.

However, as soon as he entered, Gan Ning felt a chill all over his body.

"Damn it, are these Kushan bald asses playing such a big game?"

In the center of the temple, there is a stupa tower made of bones.

There is an oil lamp in each of the four directions of east, south, west and north... At first glance, it doesn't look like anything, but upon closer inspection, you can see that there are faint traces of hair stuck on it, and looking at the texture, it is obviously a human skin!
There are also some magical instruments made of bones, which are not as rough as animal bones, but instead appear extremely delicate!
"My God! No matter how chaotic the Han Dynasty was, there was never such a thing...hiss! These Kushan bald donkeys are really cruel!"

Gan Ning has always been the boss of the sky! The second son of the emperor! The third son! Daring and audacious is an exaggeration for others, but for Gan Ning it is simply an adjective!

But when Gan Ning stood in this pagoda temple today, he obviously felt a little scared.

It's not fear.

It's just physically disgusting!

The Kushans were especially good at using spices.

A strong smell of spices seemed to be trying to suppress the bloody smell, but when mixed together it was extremely fishy and made Gan Ning feel nauseous!

"Hurry up and find someone! Once you find them, retreat immediately!"

The soldiers under Gan Ning's command had previously been ruthless killers, but at this moment, they were all as uncomfortable and disgusted as Gan Ning, so they quickly found the main person, blocked his mouth and nose, tied his hands and feet, and took him out of this spooky place.

Once outside, these poor Han soldiers dared to breathe deeply and began to interrogate the three people they had brought out.

"Who among you is Ma Ming?"

silence……

"Did not say?"

Gan Ning casually chopped off one of the men's fingers, and a scream immediately pierced the sky!
"Damn it! Do you feel pain now? Why didn't you feel pain when you were doing those things in the temple?"

Gan Ning frowned, obviously a little impatient.

"Tell me quickly, who is Ma Ming?"

"Each of you has twenty fingers. I can ask this question sixty times! You can just drag it out until the end!"

A soldier nearby immediately reminded him: "General, you can actually ask this question sixty-three times!"

"That's right! I almost forgot! Okay! Just sixty-three times!"

Still silent.

Gan Ning did not show any mercy to the other party and simply cut off all the fingers and toes of the man.

“Very tough!”

Gan Ning praised him, then ignored him and turned to the second person.

Seeing that Gan Ning's sharp blade was about to chop him, the other party quickly wailed: "I! I am Ma Ming!"

"..."

Gan Ning kicked the man and said, "Why didn't you make any movement when I was chopping the guy next to you just now?"

Ma Ming calmed down and explained with a reasonable answer: "You didn't chop me just now, why should I be afraid?"

"Yo ho!"

Gan Ning was dumbfounded.

He felt that the land of Kushan was constantly refreshing his bottom line and three views!
If the knife doesn't fall on your body, you won't feel the pain, right?

Gan Ning squatted down and gently placed the sharp blade on Ma Ming's nose.

The sharp edge that could cut iron like mud was swaying in front of Ma Ming, making him lose his nobleness and pride as a Brahmin: "What do you Han people want to do?"

"Nothing, I just want you to be honest and tell these Kushans not to go against the Han people!"

“Why…Ah!!!”

Before Ma Ming could finish his questioning, Gan Ning cut his forehead with a knife.

With blood blurring his eyes, Ma Ming finally realized that the person in front of him was a Han Chinese, not the Kushans who had always been submissive to them!

The Han people...really dare to kill him!
No matter whether he is a Brahmin or a descendant of Bodhisattva, they really dare to take action!

Ma Ming swallowed his saliva: "I think everything can be discussed!"

"Discuss with your mother!"

Gan Ning stabbed the opponent's hand with another knife, causing Ma Ming to howl in embarrassment.

"Honorable Han people, do you want me to appease the untouchables nearby?"

"So you can speak properly?"

Gan Ning patted Ma Ming's head as if he was patting the skull of a bighead carp.

"I'll leave this head with you first."

"If you dare to cause trouble, I will take it back and learn from your method to make it into a lantern. Do you understand?"

"understand!"

Ma Ming wiped the blood from his eyes and said, "Everything depends on you, sir!"

Gan Ning sneered, "Are you not pretending to be of a high caste now?"

"Your Excellency is wrong!"

Ma Ming looked serious!
"As we all know, the current Kushan royal family is the Great Yuezhi people who were driven out by the Xiongnu."

"Since the Yuezhi people are of a high caste, then the Xiongnu people are of a higher caste than the high caste! As for the Han people... they are the highest caste!"

"The Han people are our current masters!"

Gan Ning:......

After a long while, Gan Ning said weakly, "Have you always knelt so quickly?"

(End of this chapter)