Chapter 10 The Soul of the Nation That Will Not Give in
Slowly, in front of the statue, more and more people gathered. The women in charge of cleaning in the temple, Yin Jiazi, and a few young and strong men under Zhou Xiahu who saw Zhang Chao's complex expression, and the children who had just run around.
Including Mrs. Cao Sanzi, they all came over with Shanniang's support. In the proud words of Lao Zhongweng, someone had already knelt in front of the statue of Zhang Yichao and sobbed quietly.
In fact, these people, including Zhou Xiahu, were once old subordinates and supporters of Zhang Chengfeng. After the Cao family replaced Zhang, their lives were difficult, otherwise they would not have been persuaded by the old Zhongweng's stupid criticism plan, because they really couldn't survive.
It’s a pity! Judging from the strength of the former Zhang family’s Guiyi Army, no one can hold back the tears in his eyes.
In fact, not only the powerful Guiyi Army, but also the Tang Dynasty that made thousands of men proud, and the Chang'an that dreamed of were gone.
Once the Han Dynasty arrived at the Shihu, but now there are only Guasha in the northwest, and it is still being infiltrated by the Uighurs.
Zhang Chao stood in front of Zhang Yichao's statue, and his heart was also surging. If he didn't understand the sadness of the Han people in the Hexi Corridor after the Anshi Rebellion, he would not understand their current sobs.
According to historical records, after occupying the Hexi Corridor, Tubo abolished the administrative system of the Tang Dynasty and replaced it with a tribal system. At the same time, he vigorously promoted the policy of foreignization, so that the Han people in Hexi could change their clothes, teach them the French language, and ochre-faced tattoos.
These Tang soldiers and civilians who lost their lives in Hexi not only became slaves to the country, but even the customs and habits of being Han people could not be retained, and in fact they became slaves to the Tubo nobles.
They could only worship their fathers and ancestors every year, wear Chinese clothes, and hide them in tears. They would only dare to quietly take out the treasured Han clothing on the boat during festivals, cry and sacrifice, and then have to hide the clothes, because if the Tubo people know about them, they would have their lives.
A large number of Han people in Hexi have struggled to maintain their psychological destination as Han people with such a little time.
In the first year of Changqing (821), the Tang envoy Liu Yuanding went to Lhasa to participate in the Changqing Alliance. When passing by Longzhi City (Northern Gucheng, Minhe County, Qinghai), thousands of old people looked at the Tang flag and cried and asked whether the emperor was safe.
"I have been in the army here recently. Now my descendants have not yet forgotten the Tang Dynasty clothes. Is the court still thinking about it? When will the soldiers come?"
At this time, it had been fifty-seven years since the fall of the Hexi Corridor. Almost all those born and raised in the Tang Dynasty were about to die.
But the people in Hexi still know the banner of the Tang Dynasty, remember their homeland, and hope that when will the emperor in Chang'an recover Hexi and save them from water and fire.
However, they did not wait for the imperial army. Instead, twenty-seven years later, Zhang Yichao, who was from a famous family in Shazhou, led everyone to revolt at the age of 49, and restored the Hexi Corridor in Guasha Gansu and Liangzhou.
Unfortunately, the good times did not last long. Times passed, and the Han people in Hexi reached the last moment. Now they only have a place of melon sand. Not to mention restoring Hexi again, they are not even able to protect themselves.
So what they cried was not only Zhang Yichao's death, but also not only the Tang Dynasty, but the soul of the nation in their hearts that refused to fall into the barbarians, never forget their ancestors, and were passionate.
"Every Wu in the west, and connect with Lingwu in the east; you have land of more than 4,000 miles and a house with a million household registration; the mountains and rivers of the six counties are just like returning." Zhang Chao recited softly, then looked at Lao Zhongweng.
"There are such ancestors, as descendants of such heroes in the world, Zhongweng, do you think I, Zhang Zhao, will collude with the Uighurs to mess with my compatriots? Will I give up my women? If I do this, what will I have to see the Taibao Gong in the Nine Springs?"
When he heard what his woman said, Mrs. Cao turned red and became unnatural in an instant. I said I would marry you a little boy?
However, she felt particularly pleased with Zhang Chao's statement. This is the man of the Han family!
"Erlangjun said it well! Although my Cao family has the power of Guiyi Army, it is also under the guise of Taibao Gong. My grandfather Linggong (Cao Yijin) did not treat the Zhang family badly. He is the grandson-in-law of Taibao himself!"
This is true. Zhang Zhao, the blood of Zhang Chengfeng’s legitimate relatives, is definitely not popular, and there is no time for political struggles to be soft-hearted.
However, the entire Longshi Zhang family was not affected much in the Cao family's Jin Dynasty. After all, there were only so many Han people in Guasha and they were already very close to each other.
Zhang Chao did not answer, but knelt under the statue of Zhang Yichao. In his dream, he saw that the statue's eyes and abdomen shot out golden light, as if something was hidden inside.
If this time travel was because Zhang Yichao was summoned by the Tianying Ling, Zhang Zhao prayed day and night to let him save the people in the valley, and he had specially let him see the statue of the god, there must be a reason for it.
"Taibaogong! If God's will send me here to fulfill your old wish, if God's will can have the Tang Dynasty again, please show your saint's help!" Zhang Chao shouted loudly, and then began to kowtow to the statue!
Uh! Lady Cao, who had just felt relieved and admired, was stunned again, and Lao Zhongweng was also stunned, and everyone in the room was stunned.
It’s time to do it, but kneel down and beg for blessings from ancestors. If the ancestors of the clay sculpture were useful, they would have knocked their heads to help them fight back to Chang'an and restored the Tang Dynasty!
"boom!"
Just as everyone was puzzled, when they hit the ninth head, the statue of Zhang Yichao in front of Zhang Chao suddenly cracked!
The rising sun shone in from the dilapidated window, and countless golden lights burst out from the statue. After a burst of smoke and dust, the statue was completely broken. People stared at each other and a set of dark golden light armor appeared in everyone's eyes.
The phoenix wings, the diamond face armor, the tiger's head and shoulders swallow, the heart protection mirror flashing with golden light, the arm swallow, the rhinoceros armor belt, the armor, the skirt armor are all available.
The armor was more than six feet long on the left, with a black pole and a white spear head flashing cold light, and a horizontal knife of more than two feet long on the right, and a green shell and white blade dotted with a faint light!
Everyone was stunned. They looked at Zhang Chao directly with a look of god-like eyes.
There are really ancestors who show their saints!
At this time, Dunhuang believed in Buddhism and was often called gods and ghosts. People were very superstitious, and when they saw this scene, they were even more difficult to control themselves. Everyone was wondering, is Taibao really blessing his descendants in heaven?
"Taibaogong! Please save us Hexi Han! The Tang Dynasty is gone! You have passed away! We have supported it so hard!
What Shaolangjun is thinking about day and night is how to restore the Han family. Do you know that Shaolangjun (Zhang Chengfeng) only lived twenty-three times! He died of depression!
Now, I am the only old slave in Longtiao Zhang family, I still remember your will! Please save us!"
The old man Zhongweng finally broke his defense. He knelt on the ground with one knee and kowtowed like pounding garlic. The rest of the people, including Miss Cao, also kowtowed and asked the Taibao Gong for blessing!
"Hahaha!" Zhang Chao laughed to the sky. He knew why this statue appeared in his dream.
Isn’t this armor in the statue his own proud work, the set of imitation Tang Mingguang armor made for two and a half years? He insisted on getting the two large steel plates in the heart protection mirror, and almost got beaten to death by a group of people who insisted on making ancient armor!
It seems that God’s will has allowed me to restore the glory of the Tang Dynasty!
Zhang Chao looked back and looked at everyone, not knowing what kind of pain the people in the valley and Mrs. Cao suffered in history, but from this moment on, everything has changed. There will be no more suffering, only the glory of restoring the mountains and rivers!
From now on, there is no cold weapon enthusiast Zhang Chao in the Republic, and there is another Zhang Zhao in the Tang Dynasty!
Hexi, I am here! Chang'an, I am here! Datang, I am here!
Chapter completed!