Chapter 166 Retreat, retreat...

Yun Zhao returned to Lantian City and went to the rebuilt Meidaizhao Temple, which was presided over by the Grand Lama of Melgen. The Chinese name of Meidaizhao is Lingjue Temple.

This temple city was built by Altan Khan, the head of the Tumot tribe in Mongolia, was named King Shunyi and started building a city temple on the Tumo River.

The first city temple built in the third year of Wanli was named Fuhua City by the imperial court.

Uszang Maidali Hutuktu came here to preach in the 34th year of Wanli, so it is also called Maidali Temple, Maidali Temple or Meidaizhao.

The entire temple is magnificent, with tall city walls guarding indestructible, and the main hall is even more magnificent, making people feel respectful.

The main hall is dedicated to Sakyamuni. The murals around the main hall are from the waistline to the ceiling. The scene is grand and the composition is full. You need to look up to see it all.

In the middle of the north wall is a colossus statue of Sakyamuni, and the background is a painting of the story of Sakyamuni. Such as the prince traveling to the four gates, shaving his hair to become a monk, subduing the witch, attaining enlightenment and becoming a Buddha, etc. The shape is accurate and vivid, and it is rich in the world.

The lower wall is the Four Heavenly Kings, the Tiger Arhat, and the Budai Monk. The eastern mural contains the story of Master Tsongkhapa, the founder of the Yellow Sect. The lower wall is the guardian gods of the Lamaism, including Mahagala, Qiaoerji Vajra, and Ba** Harmon.

Over the years, the murals on the walls have become somewhat old. This time, the Melgen Lama rebuilt Meidaizhao and used 300 kilograms of gold alone.

Yun Zhao devoted great effort to this place, and many masters and craftsmen who built Buddhist temples almost came from Guanzhong.

Only then did this magnificent building of Hanzo and Han Han Dynasty exist.

The night when Qian Shaoshao washed away the city of Guihua blood, the entire city of Guihua was bleeding, but this Meidaizhao was unscathed.

Not only that, on that night, Qian Shaoshao even sent an envoy to express his apology to the living Buddhas in the temple, and also sent troops to protect the temple from the influence of mundane events.

Yun Zhao came to worship Buddha this time and got off the horse at the gate of the mountain. He even personally presented the white Hada to all the gods of Meidaizhao.

After kneeling down and worshiping the statue of Sakyamuni, Yun Zhao donated 500 taels of gold, a nine-ring tin staff of gold-painted tin, 500 kilograms of butter, 500 monk's robes, and 500 pairs of cloth shoes to the temple.

Then he listened to the "Great Treasure Sutra" spoken by the Living Buddha of Daragon in the Main Hall.

After worshiping the Buddha again, Daragon Living Buddha invited Yun Zhao to drink butter tea together.

"The Kingdom of God is the Kingdom of God. What does the Venerable think?"

After Yun Zhao dipped his fingers with butter tea, the living Buddha of Daragon offered the gods, and after heaven and earth, he could not wait to tell him.

Yun Zhao said in a deep voice: "The place where the Buddha's light shines is naturally a kingdom of gods. It is the right thing for the people in the world to respect the gods and recite the Buddha's name. However, since they have not yet become Buddhas, then this smelly skin will be under the management of the world.

In other words, the gods and Buddhas belong to Gods and Buddhas, and the secular world belong to the secular world. These two must not be confused. Do the great lama agree?”

Daragorn smiled and said, "The kingdom of God is not stained with dust. Do you agree?"

Yun Zhao smiled and said, "There are all pure lands inside the temples, and the outside of the temples should be the secular world."

Daragon also said: "Preaching scriptures and preaching is the original wish of my Buddhists, and the Venerable should open the door to convenience."

Yun Zhao smiled and said, "The snowy plateau, the grassland and desert should be filled with Buddha's voice."

Daragorn frowned and said, "So, should I stop north of the Great Wall?"

Yun Zhao clasped his hands together and said, "There are countless believers in the immortal mountain on earth in Yushan City. It has been a long time since the living Buddha preached."

Daragorn nodded with satisfaction and said, "The blood flows continuously on the snowy plateau today, and all kinds of evil words make believers at a loss. Can the Lord protect me of the Gelug Sect?"

Yun Zhao laughed and said, "If the Gelug sect only limits the power of the Buddha to the temple, how dare Yun Zhao not obey?"

Daragorn frowned and said, "Buddha, forever, immortality."

Yun Zhao bowed and said, "Ksitigarbha Buddha said that hell is not empty, and he vows not to become a Buddha. The Buddha pity the suffering and ignorance of the world, and made great wishes to save the people. If he fails to achieve it for a lifetime, even for all generations, Yun Zhao praised him and congratulated him. How could the Buddha lose his home because of the disputes in the world?"

Daragorn leaned forward and looked at Yun Zhao and said, "Does the Lord have great wishes?"

Yun Zhao sat upright and said, "After I rule the world, I will make a conclusion with the living Buddha."

Daragorn also sat upright and closed his eyes and said, "It's really too early. Melgen didn't know what he saw in the void, so he actually placed his mantle in this Lantian City.

This is a great destiny. The venerable should respect it and cherish it."

Yun Zhao clasped his hands together and smiled, "This is natural."

The Living Buddha of Daragon laughed and invited Yun Zhao to drink butter tea together.

Yun Zhao stayed in Meidaizhao for a whole day and night, had a great chat with the Living Buddha of Daragorn, and said goodbye just dawn the next day.

After leaving Meidaizhao, Yun Zhao looked back at the magnificent temple with the mountains and waters behind him and said to Chang Guoyu who was by his side: "The third lady in Guihua City has great merits, and she should be experienced by the world, and she should be a Buddha."

Chang Guoyu bowed and said, "Shaping the golden body is what the later one thinks of."

Yun Zhao nodded, stepped onto the war horse, looked at the tall temple city and said to Chang Guoyu: "As I said, the power of God can only be displayed in the temple."

Chang Guoyu said in confusion: "Sooner or later, the divine power will conflict with our law. Why don't the county lord clear it from the beginning?"

Yun Zhao sang them in one breath and said, "If we still want to have ambitions to Uszang, Mongolia, and Liaodong tribes, we can only respect them as gods."

This land is too big... We cannot control it with existing personnel. Even if we can barely control it, there will be wars. There is no way to do so.

Guoyu, since we think of ourselves as the successors of the Ming Dynasty, we need a complete map that even exceeds the boundaries of the Ming Dynasty.

Since ancient times, land has always been a pain in the hearts of the Han people. For the sake of land, we conquer each other. For the sake of land, the people do not hesitate to rebel. For the sake of land, countless people would rather call out poisonous trash and be with tigers than keep their own land.

Since their fundamental demand is land, we will build a large territory for the people so that they can live and produce freely.

The Buddhas in the hearts of Us Tibetans, Mongolians, and Liaodongs have already left the temple and become Buddhas in the hearts of these people. Since the general trend cannot be disobeyed, we can only follow the trend.

To limit the area of ​​Buddha's rule, to limit what the Buddha can and cannot do, we will rule areas that our power cannot reach by managing these living Buddhas and lamas.

Leave these problems to our descendants to deal with. I think when the communication between the far north and the far south becomes a matter of breathing, it is not too late to talk about true domination at that time.

Now, we need these lamas, and these lamas also know that we need them, so the great lama of Melgen came to Lantian City to preach the Dharma.

They don’t care who the ruler is, they just look at whoever can support them in promoting their Dharma.

Of course, on the premise of ensuring the interests of their group of vested interests.

What is the outcome of the Battle of Zhangjiakou?”

Chang Guoyu hurriedly reported: "It's still fierce fighting. Judging from the current situation, we have not been able to gain much advantage. However, Lu Xiangsheng tried his best to rescue the captured people and was slowly returning to the south. Li Dingguo burned most of the food stored in Yuetuo's army. The headquarters suffered heavy losses, with more than 800 people, and only less than 200 people came back."

"Is Battel still alive?"

"I'm alive, but I'm almost dying. The money makes Xu Wu want to stare at Bater. Maybe tomorrow, bad news will come."

"Have Gao Jie's headquarters reached the preset position?"

"It has been two days since they arrived. They are waiting for 20,000 troops from Gurushabu, Omubuhuchuer and Genger in the White Dragon Pile."

Yun Zhao breathed a sigh of relief and said, "I hope Gao Jie, Yun Juan's three thousand people, and Yun Yang's three thousand people, can leave all these damn Mongolian princes in the White Dragon Pile."

Chang Guoyu smiled and said, "We don't think there will be any problems."

Yun Zhao glanced at Chang Guoyu and said, "Don't be proud, I'll say such things after I've beaten."

Chang Guoyu pointed to Lantian City not far away and said, "We are empty here."

Yun Zhao smiled and said, "With 120,000 Han people, how can this place be considered an empty city? After clearing out the Mongolian princes and princes, more people will go out of the west entrance, farm here, and grazing here. If the Han family population here exceeds five million, I will dare to push the front line to the North Sea. If the Han family population here exceeds tens of millions, I will be able to push the front line to the horizon..."

The war in Zhangjiakou is still fierce.

The two armies had a very well-organized battle. The rules of the battle meant that the two sides were evenly matched. However, as generals such as Yuetuo and Dudu became more and more familiar with the battle of heat weapons, the balance of victory began to pour out towards the Qing Dynasty.

The cannons sent flowering bullets into the city, and countless rockets also flew into the city. The explosions like guns in the city fully demonstrated the intensity of the war.

Li Dingguo was lying on one hospital bed, Zhang Guofeng was lying on another bed. Looking from behind him, he would find that there were hundreds of hospital beds...

"I lost my money this time..."

Li Dingguo wanted to sit up, but the blunt weapon wound on his waist made him lie down again with a scream.

Zhang Guofeng had gauze wrapped around her head, and could only reveal a mouth and a pair of eyes. She moaned weakly: "I almost couldn't come out. When I saw you leading a big guy to hit the south wall, I thought you were crazy about gaining and losing your heart. Can you tell me in advance next time that someone will answer?"

Li Dingguo laughed and said, "Leading his subordinates to survive in a desperate situation is what the chief general should do. At this time, you, the deputy general, just talk less and worship more."

Zhang Guofeng whispered: "Six hundred and eleven people died in battle."

Li Dingguo spitted into the sky and said, "I have said that I will fight with me and enjoy wealth and prosperity alive. If I die, he will be leeward.

Hey, there were more people who died in the past. It seems that you never took it seriously. Why can’t you stand the death of your own people in battle now?”

Zhang Guofeng looked at his subordinate who was also lying on the hospital bed and sighed: "This is different from the past."

Li Dingguo nodded, listened to the sound of the cannon for a while, and said to Zhang Guozhu: "Young Master Qian is so stupid. This is just using the lives of the Mongolians to exchange the lives of Jiannu."

Zhang Guofeng looked around and saw that other wounded soldiers were far away from them, and whispered: "Don't talk nonsense."

Li Dingguodao: "Why are you talking nonsense? When we were responding to us, sixty-four cannons fired together, with flowering bullets, chain bullets, and shotguns like bombardment. The bombing made Jiannu dare not chase us when he saw us running away and chasing. I am still frightened to this scene.

Listen to the sound of artillery supporting the Mongols, as if the war horses were pulling dung, one by one.

Qian Shao not only wanted to consume the lives of the Mongols and Jiannu, but he couldn't even give up spending too much money, so he was so sad.

Does this indicate that Zhang Guozhu and his group have trained the new army in Lantian City?"

Zhang Guofeng covered her ears and pretended that she didn't hear them.

Li Dingguo pulled Zhang Guofeng's hands covering his ears and said, "Where have you said, Gao Jie, Yun Juan, and Yun Yang who came with Yun Zhao?"

Zhang Guofeng said dumbly: "My status is not qualified to know such a high-level military secret."

Li Dingguo took out a rolled cigarette and lit it in his mouth, and spit out a mouthful of light blue smoke and said, "I'm fool, I'm really good at helping me."

Zhang Guofeng sat up suddenly and said, "Is the county master planning Dorgon?"
To be continued...