The number one scholar of the Song Dynasty

The First Champion Chapter 590

Many young students of the academy, in order to welcome Yang Lin's arrival, held a copy of Yang Xuejing in their hands, screaming hoarsely, their faces were full of joy, and they looked crazy.

The religions in the history of Xixia are very complicated. First of all, their ethnic group is complex. Dangxiang Qiang was originally formed by the fusion of several ethnic groups, so it brought primitive shamanism, Tibetan Buddhism, and Western Buddhism.

Due to the series of reforms adopted by Li Yuanhao after the founding of the People's Republic of China, the centralization of the Central Plains was greatly introduced, and Taoism was also widely spread in Lingzhou, Xiazhou, Yinzhou and other places.

Another layer of Yang Lin's identity, Chi Yangzi, the honorary head teacher of the Zhengyi Sect and the deputy head of the Tianxia Taoism, added a bit of mythology to him.

Originally, the Buddhism in Tubo was unified, but after Natu was returned to the Song Dynasty, traitors such as Tsomo Living Buddha appeared everywhere and preached that the Buddha is the way, and Chiyangzi was the master of the Buddha's previous life, which made the Tibetan Esoteric Buddhism fall apart.

Other religions took advantage of the situation and lost the protection of the monks and soldiers. Coupled with the vigorous opening of the academy, the exclusive status of Buddhism here is gone forever.

A new trend of thought, like a hurricane, smashed the original ideological barriers here with incredible speed.

In the northwest land, only those who believe in Yang Xue can be recognized and respected by others. The cult of personality was once more crazy than Jiangnan in the Central Plains.

Because of Yang Lin's theories and policies, they don't have to wait for the next life, and they can see the benefits immediately.

In the middle of the street, Yang Lin, who was riding a horse, felt the support of the mountain and the tsunami, and suddenly understood.

It's not that some people don't understand the disadvantages of personality cult, but at a certain time, only the power gathered by this personality cult can mobilize a country to the greatest extent.

Let these poor and white people do many amazing feats, which greatly exceed their supposed productivity.

Yang Lin felt a little more confident in his expedition to the grassland this time. Since ancient times, which battle has not been won under the leadership of iron-blooded strongmen?

Thinking of this, Yang Lin couldn't care less about the fatigue of the journey, so he cheered up, with a light smile on the corner of his mouth, kind and gentle, with deep eyes and a long charm...

To put it bluntly, this kid is pretending.

He gently raised his hand, and the cheering crowd slowly fell silent.

"Sages are not clay in temples, nor dust in tombs, but our thoughts, actions and hearts."

"Hold up the books in your hands, everyone can become holy immediately!"

"I, will always be with you!"

In the third year of Xuanhe, when the war was imminent, Yang Lin came to the northwest.

In such a huge city, countless standing bodies held Yang Xuejingyi high, and they didn't even bend over, but their hearts were already kneeling down to him.

Chapter 661 Replacing the Old with the New

A special battle requires a special method. Yang Lin used his personal power in the northwest to gather soldiers and horses of all ethnic groups.

Countless young people from various ethnic groups and cities in the Northwest smashed all kinds of god statues in their homes and temples in spite of their elders' obstruction, held Yang Xuejingyi high, and joined the army to fight this holy war on the grasslands.

The government offices in various parts of the Northwest, which were originally strictly prohibited from vandalizing without permission, seemed to be blind at the same time. They turned a blind eye.

Dangxiang Qiqiang, Tubo living Buddha, head of the Uyghur clan, chief of Khotan, and chief Kelie all came to Yinzhou to meet Yang Lin.

Countless young people joined the army enthusiastically, shed their original clothes and hairstyles, and took pride in speaking Chinese.

Over the past few years of missionary work in Northwest China, the centuries-old beliefs, regimes, and ecology have disintegrated at a jaw-dropping speed.

A new trend of thought, like a hurricane, swept across the entire land.

Song Jiang, who had just rushed to the ground of Yinzhou, came from the northwest. His achievement was to unite all ethnic groups here, sweep Karahan by the way, and take back the entire Western Region.

The scene along the way surprised him more than ever, as if this suppressed area was suddenly ignited.

And the tighter the pressure, the higher the playing, the people who have eliminated all kinds of barriers, admiring the richness and advanced civilization of the Central Plains, make them eager to draw a line with the customs of the old age.

When Song Jiang entered Yinzhou City, the situation had developed to a more serious stage. Under Yang Lin's instigation, the Yeluo tribe took the lead, and people in the tribe began to burn the "Golden Light Sutra", "Fahua Sutra Pumenpin", "Maitreya's Next Life Sutra", "Zunsheng Dharani Sutra", "Heaven and Earth Eight Suns Mantra Sutra".

These hundreds of years of cultural essence, which exhausted the strength of the entire clan's elite, were almost completely burned.

Song Jiang looked at the chaotic scene on the street from the horseback, and an impetuous breath came to his face, which made him very worried.

From the carriage, Suina was even more confused, thinking that the people here were going to rebel.

Yang Ke'er and Yang Mo'er were young, shrank aside and did not dare to speak, Su Yina glanced at them, smiled angrily, stretched out her hand to open the curtain, and called a guard over.

"lady?"

"Please call Song Taiwei."

Song Jiang was in a hurry to see Yang Lin. Hearing what the guard said, he turned his horse's head impatiently, came to the carriage, and asked, "Ma'am, why are you calling Song Jiang?"

"Taiwei, these people outside are so noisy, but what happened, is Dalang okay?"

Song Jiang didn't know what to do, but Yang Lin was definitely fine, after all, if something happened to him, it would have spread already.

Moreover, on the street, those soldiers and horses who did nothing were all Yang Lin's henchmen, and the patriarchs had long been chained by Shao Zai with their interests.

He chuckled lightly and said, "Madam, don't worry, we will see Shaozai soon."

After Song Jiang finished speaking, he was afraid that the female relatives would ask again, so he said loudly: "Hurry up and go see Shao Zai."

Su Keye of Yinzhou City had already prepared a mansion for Yang Lin, which was very luxurious.It was originally the palace of the Xixia royal family, but Yinzhou was recovered by the Song Dynasty a long time ago, and no one has lived there.

After Su Keye moved in, he greatly renovated the place, but he didn't live here, leaving Yang Lin to live here when he came here occasionally.

In the small courtyard, Yang Lin was holding a small wooden stick and comparing small stones on the ground.

Song Jiang rushed in hurriedly, and without paying attention to salute, he asked, "Young Master, what's going on outside?"

Yang Lin smiled, pointed at the small stones on the ground, and said, "I am here to stir up troubles, stir up the quagmire that has not been immobile for thousands of years, and revive them."

"Look, this is Yinzhou, this is Xiazhou, and this is Xingzhou. There are still two of Dingnan's five states that haven't been completely burned."

Song Jiang was confused when he heard it, making waves is not a good word, and what is burning

He took a step forward, leaned closer and asked, "This is all Shao Zai's handwriting? Then the lower official can rest assured."

"What do you have to worry about? I opened the Old Silk Road in the Western Regions and the Ancient Tea Horse Road. I have actually controlled the people's livelihood and economy here. They want a piece of the action. They are our most obedient loyal dogs. Get rid of Xixia; Destroy the Kara Khan; conquer Tubo; wipe out the Hexi Uyghurs. The entire Northwest has been cleaned up of disobedience."

Yang Lin was full of confidence, Song Jiang didn't know, how could he not know.

What seems to be deep-rooted in this world but is actually like a bubble is thought. Think about how many thoughts in the future are the leaders who have taken power, and there will be a movement that will quickly change the spiritual outlook of a nation.

If the next step is to win the battle on the grassland, the future Northwest will be their own world, even more secure than the Central Plains.

Song Jiang was still a little worried, frowned, and said, "Young Zai, you didn't see you. On the road when you came, there was a mess everywhere. The roadsides were full of stone statues that had been pushed down and smashed, and there were many monks and masters With such a chaotic situation, isn’t the legal system in the Northwest going further and further away.”

Yang Lin was silent for a moment, then rolled his eyelids and said: "When the world is turned upside down, there will inevitably be some radical behaviors. This is unavoidable. Gongming, it's like straightening a canal. There may be crops that have just been planted on the road, and some We can’t wait until the crops are ripe and the fish are big enough to dig canals after passing through the ponds where the fry are kept.”

"If you want to achieve great things, don't stick to small details."