Rule the Roost in the Tang Dynasty: Two hundred and fourteen Potala Palace
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Songtsen Gampo gave birth to his son Gongri Songtsan when he was fifteen years old, and his son Gongri Songtsan inherited his tradition, and also gave birth to Mansong Mangzan at the age of fifteen.
But what is unusual is that Gongri Songtsen and Songtsen Gambo died in the same year.
At that time, the current Tubo Zanpu Mansong Manzan was only two or three years old, assisted by Lu Dongzan, and took the position of Tubo Zanpu.
Li Hong thought about breaking his head, but he didn't figure out why Lu Dongzan didn't abolish Mansong Mangzan of the orphan and widow after Songtsan Gampo's death and set himself as Zanpu.
Thinking about it, Li Hong could only attribute Lu Dongzan's reason for not abolishing the orphans and widows, and attributed Songtsen Gampo's admirable contribution to the power of Tubo.
The influence like a **** made Lu Dongzan unable to find enough excuses and reasons to abolish Mansong Manzan.
I'm afraid that coupled with the restraint of the Seven Heavenly Red Kings and other ministers, although Lu Dongzan is under the power of Tubo, and one person is more than ten thousand people, there is no way to openly rebel.
The majestic and solemn Potala Palace was built by Songtsen Gambo to marry Princess Wencheng. Since its completion, it has become a must for the Tubo people in just a few years. Defiled holy place.
The Potala Palace was built on the Red Mountain. There are three nine-storey buildings with a total of 1,000 palaces.
As a symbol of royal rights, the Red Palace is naturally placed in the middle. One of the two sides is called the White House, and the other side is called Syracuse, and the archbishop of Bon is set up Here.
After the development of Songtsen Gamboo and later rebuilding, the area of Luoxie City is now as large as Chang'an.
Pei Xingjian followed Li Hong on the march, and when he reached the seven cities that guarded the holy city of Tubo, he was left with a cold breath and stare.
Whether it is Zetang City, Samye, Dokang and other cities, it is now covered with scorched earth, and the city walls baptized by explosives are still full of ruins.
The people of Tubo indifferently watched Datang's army passing by, and their expressions were frightened and angry, but they were more timid.
They knew very well in their hearts that these Chinese people, the big city they were proud of, turned into a pile of ruins in an instant.
Being in awe of the Datang army, especially the awe of the Tianlei they knew, this made them watch the Datang cavalry slowly pass by, and they could only dare not dare to be angry.
Even some people, in order to pray for peace, watched the Datang army kneel down on the ground.
"See? Strength is the last word. If you have enough strength, then you can easily conquer them. If your strength is not strong enough, then, sooner or later, they will come as a winner. Deal with you." Li Hong looked calm, and did not appear as triumphant as Pei Xingjian imagined.
Being able to enter and exit Tubo, causing such a huge damage, even trying to help oneself regain Tuyuhun, and finally returned to Tubo unscathed.
This courage and accomplishment are enough to match the accomplishments of the first emperor when he founded the country.
"I don’t know how Dai Zhide will react when he sees these. Your majesty has made such a marvelous achievement, which is comparable to the achievements of the first emperor in the past. It has made me famous and respected by the world, and protected the people of Anxi Prefecture. Without being put in the flames of war, if you want to come to Dai Zhide, shouldn't you blame your highness?" Pei Xingjian is still a little worried.
Although he is not above the court, the wonderful confrontation between His Royal Highness and the Shangshu of the Ministry of Rites in those years has been fascinating among ministers in recent years.
"If you think about it, I won’t. I have left him idle for several years. If he is still stubborn, then he will be a teacher for a lifetime here, and he will teach the people of Tubo with his knowledge. He is not always flaunting his innate worries. And worry?" A sneer appeared at the corner of Li Hong's mouth.
Today, I will put soldiers around the city, and Aunt Wencheng doesn't know how she will feel when she sees herself.
After this battle, his identity has been completely exposed.
Fearing that he was worried about his life in Tubo, the father told Wen Cheng that it was the prince of Datang who had come to Tubo.
This is why the last two of the Seven Kings of Tianchi, after they left Dafeichuan, copied themselves from the bread, but didn't want to crash into the ambush of Heifang Changzhi, and ended up just like Ding Chizan and De Chizan. In the falling rocks.
Looking from a distance, the largest landmark building in these cities is the Potala Palace, a holy site built on the Red Mountain, which has lasted for more than a thousand years.
The name Potala Palace, just like this building, has been standing between the snow-capped mountains and the red mountains for more than a thousand years. Until the last life, it was still a holy place in people's hearts.
After seeing the majestic, solemn, and shocking beauty of the Potala Palace, you will forget everything else in this city.
Fifty thousand Great Tang soldiers and horsemen approached the city. Looking from a distance, the walls of those cities seemed to be rubble. No one cared about its hardness. Everyone looked up to the holy land above the Red Mountain. Potala Palace.
"How much wealth is needed to build such a majestic palace?" Pei Xingjian muttered to himself, the shock in his heart could no longer be expressed.
It is also the first time that Li Hong has seen this Potala Palace, which has been passed down for more than a thousand years, looking at the majestic palace, the red hills and white walls, and the red building in the middle.
As if responding to Pei Xingjian’s words, he also murmured: "This is not measurable by money. This is faith, the belief in the hearts of the Tubo people. This kind of inheritance has penetrated into their bones, I am afraid it has been buried. In the depths of their souls and blood."
In the long river of ruthless history, there are only a handful of great human architectural civilizations that can not be defeated by time and destroyed by time.
And like this kind of architecture that has lasted for more than a thousand years, the inheritance of the shell alone is already invaluable.
What's even more frightening is that it carries a belief and imprint that seems to be more than a thousand years old. In people's spiritual world for more than a thousand years, it has always occupied the existence of heaven's thoughts and God's will.
At this moment, it gives people a feeling of invincibility.
The flames of war once destroyed the spiritual building that people look up to, but it can be re-established from the spiritual world by people while accepting the will of God, and then continue to stand on the plateau known as the roof of the world.
People worship it with the most pious hearts, people respect it with the purest souls, and people guard it with bravery that is more important than life.
The black mountains, white walls, and red palaces, mysterious and sacred, make people look up at the same time as if they are receiving greetings from the depths of the soul at the same time, like a mark of gods, Time and space have entered people's hearts.
The pilgrimage, this is another pure world of spiritual inheritance that people face outside the Quran in the previous life. It baptizes people’s inner suffering, sorrow, and grief.
Similarly, it also silently listened to the pleading, talking, and devotion of the suffering.
In the region of Greater China, there are many buildings that have been passed down for more than a thousand years, such as ancient temples of a thousand years, the White Horse Temple that began in the Han Dynasty, and the more ancient Great Wall.
But compared with the white wall and red palace in front of them, they only have a poor body. No one can stand on the top of the world like the white wall and red palace in front of them, with a strong spiritual breath and permanent The spiritual brand stands for thousands of years like a **** like a devil without falling.
As a defensive building, the Great Wall was regarded as a symbol of the nation in the previous life. In order to enrich their wallets, scholars and experts, regardless of the existence of faith, forced new words to say sorrow, and it was sacred to the height of the national backbone. .
As an existence that has never built even an inch of the Great Wall, the reason for their disdain for the Great Wall is because of their strong confidence in the blood.
And with what exactly did this self-confidence disappear?
In Li Hong's mind, the first reaction was to think of Dai Zhide, who vowed to rule the country with Confucianism.
Looking at Li Hong's somewhat uncertain face, as if he had been caught by an evil spirit, he frowned for a while, laughed silly for a while, and then looked at the Potala Palace in confusion.
Pei Xingjian shouted a few times before Li Hong, who was shocked by the devil, awoke.
At this time, the gates of the city gates of Luoxe, which had been closed for a long time, suddenly opened a small gap, and a Tubo from inside shouted something that he didn't understand and ran out.
Unable to slowly raise the crossbow in his hand, but after being signaled by Li Hong raised his hand, he put it down.
"Don't worry, listen to what they want to say." Li Hong said, looking at the people who came running.
Hua Meng galloped out of the team without waiting for Li Hong's order.
At this time, he and several other people, but dare not to be careless, if there is a long and two shortcomings in His Royal Highness here, I am afraid that these people will have to be buried with them.
The Tubo people who ran over were watched by Huameng and walked over. After seeing Li Hong, he was taken aback for a moment, and then said in bad Chinese: "His Royal Highness the Prince of Tang, we Venerable Holy Mother Tara, please enter the palace alone~IndoMTL.com~ Holy Mother Tara?" Quan Yi asked puzzledly beside him.
"It is my Aunt Wencheng, who is now respected as the Holy Mother Tara, meaning that Manjushri or Guanyin Bodhisattva is called by their Bon religion." Li Hong just thought of it when he looked up at the Potala Palace. He is likely to be summoned by Princess Wencheng alone.
Wen Cheng’s current status in Tubo is probably the most respected existence in the eyes of all living Tubo people, and no one can compare her with her.
The establishment of the Jokhang Temple and the Jokhang Temple was built because she believed in Buddhism, and also because she believed in Buddhism. The Bon religion also began to absorb other Buddhist scriptures from Tubo itself.
"Yes, then you can open the city gate." Li Hong took his chin and pointed at the city gate in the distance, and said relaxedly.
The Tubo people were taken aback. He didn't expect that the noble Prince of the Tang Dynasty would lead the soldiers of the Tang Dynasty to enter.
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