My Weird Life

  The smile on Princess Amoji's face suddenly disappeared.

She turned her head and glanced at her side with a blank expression—the smile on her elder brother Beisazhen Dorje's face froze. Meeting her gaze, Beisazhen Dorje's fair face turned red instantly .

  Zhen Dorje looked at the vast crowd of slaves and subjects kneeling by the side of the road, his face could not hide his anger.

  Obviously he had sent an order to the steward, telling these slaves and civilians to wash up today, dress up better, and have a more respectful posture, so as to seriously welcome the arrival of his sister, the current Princess Amoji!

  Why are these people still like this? !

  How dare they neglect their orders? !

   Zhen Dorje stared at those slaves and subjects.

  The nobles who were chatting and laughing just now are all looking at each other in dismay.

  They all sensed the strangeness of the atmosphere, and fell silent one by one.

  The concubine suppressed the anger in her heart—seeing the look on her brother's face, she realized that it was not because of her brother's deliberate neglect of these people, and the reason was no longer on her—she walked forward.

   Pass through the slaves kneeling on both sides of the mountain road, who dare not raise their heads at all.

Although the slaves have curled up and only occupied a very small space on both sides of the mountain road, the road dug in the middle of Yinshengong Mountain was not wide enough, which caused the stench of slaves and civilians. Unobstructed and offset, it fell on Princess Amoji in bursts, continuously pouring into her nostrils.

   Fortunately, she didn't walk in the crowd for too long.

   After walking more than ten steps, they reached the end of the mountain path—

  Ahead, there is still a mountain wall that has not yet been excavated.

  According to this progress, she wants to wear a wreath of peach blossoms on Shengong Mountain this year, and wants to swim in the sea of ​​peach blossoms with King Zanpu—this is impossible at all, it is just a luxury!

Princess Amoji couldn't hold back the anger in her heart anymore, she turned around suddenly, her beautiful face became extraordinarily ferocious because of the sinister expression, and she no longer had any sense of beauty: "You pigs and dogs, how dare you do this disrespect me-

  Meeting Momeng and the nobleman, wearing such filthy clothes and smelling badly, greeted me so unkemptly—

  You disrespectful people, do you still respect Zanpu in your heart?

   Can you still be in awe of the royal family? ! "

  Under Princess Amoji's harsh words and scolding, many slaves lay on the ground, their bodies trembling like chaff!

   Someone desperately lowered his figure, for fear that the princess would notice him!

  They have given all the respect they can give to the royal family, but such doom has never been caused by them.

Qu Li Guanghaizang knelt in the crowd. After hearing Princess Amoji's reprimand, he was silent for a while, looked at the earth and rocks on the ground, and suddenly kowtowed and said, "Momeng! Our respect for you is like respect for a snow mountain. The homage is the same, never changing a bit.

  Your name of compassion is widely spread around the world. Would you like to listen to our explanation? "

  "The explanations of disrespectful people are nothing more than clever tongues to avoid punishment!

  But to demonstrate my mercy, I will give you a chance to speak! "Princess Amoji couldn't get rid of her anger. She stared at the gray-bearded old man—Qu Li Guanghaizang. She was slightly surprised that this commoner or slave could speak a few polite words, so she gave the other party A chance to speak.

  Qu Li Guanghai lowered his body and said, "Thank you for your kindness.

  We also know that any explanation below will not calm the anger in your heart, but—we have not received the notice of your arrival at Shengong Mountain, so we are not prepared at all now, which makes you feel neglected!

  What I say now is indeed true, just like a spear! "

  After he had spoken, Amoji, Princess of Momeng-Zanpu, had a frosty face, and without saying a word, she just turned and looked at her elder brother Besazhen Dorje.

  Bei Sazhen Dorje's complexion turned even redder, and he gave a deep drink: "Zando, Zando!"

  The leader of the foreman whose name was called by him scrambled to his feet, and knelt down on the ground tremblingly, not daring to look at him.

  Zhen Dorje turned his face and attracted another monk in red to come to him, and said again: "You come and watch him for me. If he lies half a sentence, you have to tell me immediately!"

  The monk in red nodded slightly.

  The leader of the 'Zando' overseer looked ashamed, lying on the ground as if his muscles and bones had been pulled, unable to support his body at all.

   "I ask you, Zando.

  I sent a message to the "Master Pulu" earlier, asking him to send an order to you, asking slaves and civilians to wash well, change into clean clothes, and welcome the arrival of my sister, Princess Amoji today!

  Master Plu, have you sent a message to you? " Zhen Dorje stared at Zando closely.

   With the monks in red watching quietly, Zando dared not lie!

  He burst into tears and said: "Master Pulu has sent us a message, really Master Dorje!

   But these slaves, they don’t listen!

  They don’t have the slightest respect for the princess—”

   "He's lying." The red-clothed monk who was watching quietly did not wait for Zando to finish speaking, and said suddenly, "He didn't pass the message to the slave."

   Zando collapsed to the ground!

  As soon as Zhen Dorje stretched out his hand, a servant beside him handed him a whip.

  The whip covered with iron thorns was in his hand, and he slapped Zando's head and face!

  He whipped Zando several times, and beat Zando until his skin was ripped apart, and his body was dripping with blood!

   "Tell the truth! Tell the truth!" Zhen Dorje said.

  Bleeding bubbles came out of Zando's mouth, and he said weakly: "That day, I drank alcohol that day, Master Dorje, I delayed your important event—"

  Things are now clear.

   Zhen Dorje turned to kneel down to the princess: "Momeng!

   It's me who employs people poorly, please don't punish me! "

   "It's not my brother's fault, why should I punish my brother?

  The overseer is ineffective, but slaves like pigs and dogs, do I need my brother to bear the punishment for them? "Princess Amoji helped Zhen Dorje, glanced lightly at Zando, who was lying on the ground, dripping with feces and urine, and said softly, "Cut off the heads of all the supervisors, make lanterns, and hang them on the peach blossom tree at the foot of the mountain." superior. "

  The voice just fell.

  The concubine and Zhen Dorje walked side by side, surrounded by nobles, and went down the mountain slowly.

   It didn't take long.

  On the mountain steps, their chatter and laughter sounded again.

   Several supervisors were dragged to the side of the mountain by tall soldiers, and the broad Tibetan knife was wiped across their necks, and black and red blood spurted out one by one.

   Their headless bodies were carried down the mountain.

  The soldiers left with their heads in their hands.

  Slaves and civilians knelt on both sides of the mountain road, trembling and still in shock.

  More people raised their heads cautiously, and cast their eyes on the dull-looking 'Qu Li Guang Hai Zang'.

  The sounds of people moving their bodies gradually sounded.

  The sound rang out for a while, and everyone suddenly lowered their heads and fell to the ground.

  The red-clothed monk who had just confirmed what the leader of the overseer Zando said was a fake, now walked halfway up the mountain, and he walked all the way to Qu Li Guanghaizang, the hem of the red monk's robe was swaying in front of Quli Guanghaizang.

"Master Zhen Dorje asked me to pass on a message—if you can't cut out the flat ground halfway up Shengong Mountain within 30 days, among ten people, three people will be beheaded, and five people will be beheaded." The red monk said. He glanced at the crowd indifferently, turned around and drifted away.

  The crowd fell silent.

  In the silence, the sky darkened.

it's dark.

   "You have collided with the nobleman today.

  No food today. Another soldier walked up the mountainside and spoke to the slaves.

  The cold voice broke the silence below.

   Several howls sounded in the darkness.

   More and more cries are ringing on the mountainside!

   It's like the roar of a ghost!

   "They didn't even give us a spoonful of tsampa!

  I have no strength at all, and I have to chop such a hard rock tomorrow! "

"Why?

  We are not wrong, but we still need to be punished? "

   "Thirty days can't cut out the ground at all-my wife and my mother are still waiting for me at home, but I can't go back, I can't go back!"

   "Five out of ten people had their little fingers cut off, and three were killed. We have hundreds of people here, and more than half of them will be killed or injured. Only a few dozen people will go back!"

"ah-"

  The darkness boils!

   Many slaves and subjects groped in the dark and gathered around 'Quli Guanghaizang'.

  They saw what Qu Li Guanghaizang had done before, and the other party had always been quite prestigious in the mountain cutting team, so at this juncture, many people unanimously regarded him as their backbone!

   "What do you think should be done?"

   "We are willing to listen to you. I heard that you have practiced under the Yuanmo sect—you can show us the way forward!"

  The fire in people's eyes seems to illuminate the darkness.

In the darkness, Quli Guanghaizang stood up, his expression was calm, and he was clearly in his twilight years, but there was a strong aura exuding from him: "We have offended Zhen Dorje, Zhen Dorje and Amo Princess Ji is the closest sibling.

  When we offend him, we have already offended Momeng.

  Things have come to this, after waiting for thirty days, most of us will be killed or injured.

  After 30 days, if the construction period is not completed, the living people will still stay here to chop the mountainside, suffer here, be tortured, and wait to die!

  Since there will never be a good end in the future, why don't we do it first! "

  Qu Li Guanghaizang's voice was like a boulder falling into a still lake, instantly stirring up layers of waves.

  People were shocked by his words!

  Someone looks timid;

   Some people hesitate;

   Someone is eager to try;

  Someone raised their arms to respond!

  Among the responses, someone timidly said: "Aren't we rebelling by doing this?

  How could we defeat such a ferocious Tubo army? "

  Qu Li Guanghaizang pointed to the mountain wall covered with gouges on the side, and asked in a deep voice: "Is it more difficult to cut the neck than to cut the mountainside?

   Can we still live if we turn around? ! "

   "If this goes on, there is no way out!"

   "The only thing left is to fight hard!"

   "Let the blood flowing from the necks of the nobles stain the peach blossoms of Shengong Mountain red!"

  Amidst the roaring howls, Qu Li Guanghai pinched the lamp seal with his hand, and the top of his head suddenly burst into flames!

  He lit the firewood one by one and handed it to everyone.

   A ball of flames turned into a fire dragon!

   Spread down the mountain!

   Qu Li Guanghaizang looked up at the sky reddened by the flames, and his thoughts were touched at this moment.

  —‘Under the hill’ has appeared.

  The thirteenth Dharma teaching of the revered master was held at "Under that hill".

   "Be logical..." Qu Liguang Shanzang murmured amidst the boiling roar.

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