Eight Hills in the Eastern Jin Dynasty

Yao Xing’s face became more and more ugly, and Yao Shao on one side had already felt the uncontrollable anger of his king, and gritted his teeth: “If this master Kumarajiva really has such magical powers, how could he not be able to keep Kucha first? Can’t save Houliang anymore? Give it to the Great Master who destroyed the country twice, I don’t think I have much ability.

The old man smiled and shook his head: "You can't keep the country, but you can keep the people? The death of the country is just the slaughter of the monarchs and nobles, but Kumarajiva can break the precepts and give up his life to protect the people. That's not the way it is. Respect and admiration? There is no indestructible country in the world, but the people are the ones who live and survive. Even in the face of dynasty change, is it not more important than who is the emperor to survive?"

Yao Xing finally couldn't help it. He raised his head, looked at the old man, and said coldly: "Sir, I think it's wrong. The monarch of the country is the biggest barrier to protect the people. Only the country is strong and the king is wise. Only by repelling the enemy’s offensive and protecting the people, it is like a great master. Even if you lay down the precepts, but the knife is still in the hands of the emperors and generals who have attacked the country, he really killed the people in the city. What can the Great National Teacher do to stop it?"

The old man smiled slightly: "If you really want to kill it, there is no way, but the Great Teacher has tried his best and he is willing to save the people with his life. This will win the hearts of the people. This gentleman looks quite knowledgeable and the principles of the people's hearts, I think You shouldn't argue with me."

Yao Xing gritted his teeth and was about to speak. Suddenly, there was a cry in front of him: "Da Guoshi, you open your eyes, have mercy on our soldiers outside the mountain."

At the same time, there were at least four to five hundred people dressed in common clothes and disabled all over. They all knelt down, facing the Caotang Temple, one step at a time, and every time they kneel, they knocked their heads. The skin was torn and blood was oozing continuously, but he still knelt forward and kowtowed.

Yao Shao widened his eyes: "I'm crazy, all crazy, are these people really Lingbei soldiers? That's a soldier of Daqin, why go to bow down to a monk?!"

The old man sighed softly: "Lingbei is bitter. In recent years, Hu Xia has been beaten to death by almost every family. Several large cities have been captured many times, the people have been moved, and the soldiers have been slaughtered. But Da Qin was unable to defeat Hu Xia. , Is unable to protect the people in Lingbei, especially these military households. Your Majesty does not allow them to move back in. Even these war-wounded veterans can only stay where they are and wait for death."

Yao Shao furiously said: "What nonsense are you talking about, why can't your majesty protect the people of Lingbei? Every time the army comes out, the Hu Xiama thief flees away. When the army returns to the division, they will come back and attack. Your Majesty and Daqin’s soldiers cannot protect the people. The enemy is too cunning!"

The old man smiled slightly: "But it seems to these people and soldiers that Da Qin was unable to destroy Hu Xia, that is, unable to protect them. I heard that even some of the senior generals in Lingbei fled to Hu Xia, although His Majesty mobilized soldiers and horses from all quarters and wanted to complete his work and defeat Hu Xia, but obviously, these military veterans did not hold much hope. For them, praying for gods, worshiping Buddha and divine help is the only way to get them. Peace of mind."

A cold light flashed in Yao Xing's eyes: "The military households in Lingbei really thought that asking a monk who had destroyed the country twice was more useful than believing in his own emperor?"

The old man nodded and said: "The soldiers and civilians at the bottom are often unable to get rid of their tragic fate, but they believe in strange power and chaos. Just like the first emperor, who was once besieged by Fu Jian with heavy troops, the camp was short of water and was about to be defeated. Isn’t it also relying on killing horses to sacrifice to gods, and then rainstorms from the sky, turning defeat into victory? We Qiang people have always respected the ancestors of ghosts and gods. Now there is such a high monk and living Buddha, the Qiang people, who also abandoned their belief in their ancestors and converted to this living Buddha. This is not surprising. Who told your Majesty to take the lead in favoring this great national teacher?"

Yao Xing's teeth were clenched, his fists clenched tightly, watching the flow of people in front of him, kneeling one by one and marching in the direction of Caotang Temple, Yao Shao on one side whispered: "Master, this is not yours. Wrong, the army guarding the border was customized by the first emperor. He only hates that Helian's cunning and cruelty. As long as we eliminate him this time, we will come back to appease these army officers."

Yao Xing sighed: "If a country's soldiers and officials do not believe in the court or the emperor, but believe in a great monk who has destroyed the country twice, is there any hope for us this time, this old gentleman... …"

He said, looking in the direction of the old man just now, and suddenly his expression froze on his face, because the stone just now was empty, and the old man had already disappeared.

Yao Shao frowned: "This person has come and gone without a trace. It is very mysterious. I am afraid that it is not a kind, and those nonsense, your majesty, please don't take it to heart. Kumarajiva cannot be closed today, only let the front yard open. I must be ready to talk to you privately~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Let's enter the temple from the side door."

Yao Xing said coldly: "I see, no need, now everyone worships the living Buddha better than believes in me, if I take the initiative to come to him, wouldn't it be more successful? The first emperor had just taken Fu. I don’t want to do this kind of thing again.”

Yao Shao's expression changed: "What does your majesty mean?"

Yao Xing turned around and walked backwards, his voice came coldly along the wind: "Jia Fu, pass the decree Kumarajiva, an hour later, I will wait for him in Yuhuayuan. Also, help me from Chang'an City From the brothel brothel, ten stunning beauties are selected, I can use them."

Two hours later, Qin Palace, Royal Garden.

Inside a pavilion, Yao Xing was expressionless and full of armor. He sat in the pavilion. On a stone table in the pavilion, there were fruits and vegetables. The grapes from the Western Regions were all purple and black, lying on the plate in clusters. While the golden cantaloupe is full of fruity scents, the eunuchs on the side of the stand will also throat twice from time to time.

On the other side of the stone table, Kumarajiva, wearing a robe and holding a Zen stick, looked normal. Yao Xing looked at him, smiled, pointed to the fruit plate in front of him, and said: "If I remember well, the country The teacher is a native of Kucha. These melons and fruits come from your hometown. They were tributed just yesterday. They are very fresh. Please feel free to taste them."

Kumarajiva said indifferently: "The poor monk is a monk, and the things of the world have long been cut off. Your Majesty takes care of everything, and you can remember this dress. The poor monk is very grateful."

Speaking of this, Kumarajiva picked up a grape, put it in his mouth, and chewed it slowly. His eyes slowly narrowed: "It's still the familiar taste of the Western Regions."

Yao Xing’s laughter revealed a peculiar meaning: "The taste of the cousin of the Western Regions, the national teacher will definitely not forget it."