Chapter 2992 Ideas determine the road(1/2)
What is the right?
Perhaps it was when Fei Qian was quietly looking at such a simple painting, no one dared to disturb him at will, and when Fei Qian spoke, everyone listened quietly.
But what about it?
If rights are tangible, how does they arise and how they die?
If it is invisible, why can other people bow their heads and pose in a gentle manner?
Taishici frowned and looked at the painting.
In fact, to be honest, this painting has nothing strange, and it is actually similar to the graffiti in many places in the Han area. Perhaps a person with a certain artistic talent found a piece of ore of bright color, then ground the ore into pigment, and applied it on mud walls or stone walls.
Fei Qian gave a little reminder, "Think about some paintings on the road..."
Taishici raised his eyebrows, "This is a human! The one who paints it!"
Fei Qian nodded.
Buddhism is still quite popular in the Western Regions. Not to mention Kucha, many other countries also practice Buddhism. Some portraits appear on some rocks on both sides of the roads in the Western Regions, but most of the paintings are Buddha statues. Whether it is sitting or standing, they are shrouded in Buddha light, served by believers, or subdued by wild animals...
Only those who paint people, those who paint the lives of ordinary people and portraits of the hopes of ordinary people.
And the portrait in front of Fei Qian and Taishici now is the subject, not the god, but the painter.
If a superficial interpretation is made, the fruit trees grow fruits, representing a bumper harvest, men and women, representing life, children and puppies, representing the future, and the sun and the moon, representing hope.
These are what people expect and what a mortal hopes for.
Not what God wants.
What does God need?
God is omnipotent, God is rich, God lacks nothing...
God only lacks knees.
Mortal knees.
Only by kneeling down and being a licking dog can you get redemption...
People have a lot of needs.
Including but not limited to Zhuanghe, vegetables, and fruits.
Fei Qian pointed at the painting, clicked it, and then looked at Taishici meaningfully, "Remember this painting, you will be half successful."
Taishici bowed his hand to answer, then turned his head and glanced at the uncomplex painting, as if he wanted to engrave it in his heart. Taishici realized that a place full of gods and Buddhas obviously belonged to gods and Buddhas, not to mortals. If there were only gods and Buddhas in the Western Regions, then what else should mortals do? If the Western Regions became the territory of gods and Buddhas, it would be equivalent to his failure as a successor.
And now, the key to opening the shackles of gods and Buddhas is on this wall.
Taishici knew that Fei Qian's meaning was not about drawing a few paintings, but about the meaning of the painting.
This is like the most beautiful city selected by the United States in later generations. It is not about drawing a few paintings, cleaning two streets, or hanging some slogans, which means the most beautiful. Then when the inspection team leaves, it will still look like what it is.
People in the Western Regions are no different from those in the Han region. They also hope to have food, clothing, food, clothing, and family safety. Those who can do this in the Han region will naturally be a good prefect. So how can they do these well in the Western Regions?
Continue to hang slogans?
Clean up before the inspection team comes down?
Plan the route for Feiqian patrol, and then use the small stalls that earn 9,000 a day on both sides of the route, either catch, catch, confiscate, or overturn?
A local specialty that is not respectable, a one-stop hospitality that is not well received.
Then it was like the government was still believing that the people could still tolerate and continue to squeeze out oil?
In fact, the answers are all in the "painting".
Or just a painting, like a dream, talking about dreams every day, or...
Work hard to turn your dreams into reality.
After passing that painting, Fei sneaked into the conference hall of this small town.
The meeting room generally maintains the original structure of the Han family.
But the original seat has now become a felt blanket, and the original thatched mat has now become fur.
Fei was silent for a moment, said nothing, and sat down.
"The documents and documents of the past few years have been collected." Fei Qian ordered Lou Er, that is, the guard of the old city. Because he was called Al and something in a long list, he simply called A Er, which is easy to remember.
Lou Er was stunned, then lowered his head and said, "Dignified general... We have no documents..."
Fei Qian waved his hand, "How much does it have, what it takes is as much as you can."
Xu Chu, who was beside Fei's hidden side, gave the guard under the hall a look, and the guard stood behind the old city guard and snorted.
Old Town Shou wiped his sweat and turned around to get the documents with a lot of doubts. He had never seen anyone like Fei Qian. After coming, he didn't want gold and silver, secondly, beauties, and wine or food, but he just wanted some documents?
What is the use of Shanshan’s documentary writing? And it really doesn’t have many.
What's more, it's not the Chinese characters I wrote, so I definitely can't understand them...
Lou Er respectfully brought a few people and placed several baskets of documents in front of Fei Qian.
Most of the documents are written on wood, and some are made of sheepskin.
Fei Qian took some of them casually and also signaled Taishi Ci to take some of them.
Fei Qian really can't understand it.
But it can be seen that these characters are some kind of letters. It seems to have some shadows of Tibetan language in later generations, but they are not very similar. However, there is no doubt that these characters have nothing to do with Chinese characters.
These words were called "Shilu" in later generations.
And at present, Lou Er said that these are Buddha's words because these words were brought by monks...
That's right, it's Bu Sen and others.
Bu Sen’s master, the old monk, was brought out from the Buddha’s Kingdom.
what does that mean?
Among the archaeological discoveries in later generations, most of the Chinese documents unearthed from the ancient city of Loulan belonged to between 263 and 272. The remaining few were around 330 years old. In other words, the documents found in archaeological discoveries belonged to the Wei and Jin Dynasties in history. China sent Han people to Loulan again.
Among these documents with Chinese characters, most of them are made of wooden slips and bamboo slips. It is precisely because of this material that these words are preserved in the dry climate of the Western Regions.
What does this mean?
This is a big problem.
Fei Qian looked at these twisted fonts and frowned slightly.
"Lord? These writings..." Taishi Ci also looked at these writings and felt dizzy, so she turned her head and looked at Fei Qian. Taishi Ci seemed to feel something, but the position he stood was naturally not as high as Fei Qian. He just thought these words were too ugly and not good-looking. As for the meanings behind these words or the background they formed, there was not much thought yet.
『What a pity...』 Fei Qian gently patted these texts with his hand, 『We should have come earlier... Or, we should have realized this problem earlier... Ziyi, if there were gods and Buddhas in the Western Regions, and the characters were gods and Buddhas, what would be the one walking on the road? Either it was Buddha or ghost... Fengxian pushed down the statue of the gods and killed the monks. He might also want to expel these gods and Buddhas, but Ziyi, look, Fengxian became a ghost... Han people became ghosts... And these things are still there... Gods and Buddhas are still there, and they are shining brightly...』
Taishi Ci was stunned. He didn't expect that Fei Qian looked at these words like this.
Taishici was holding these documents and suddenly felt that these words looked like bugs, eating wooden slips and sheepskins.
It's like that old saying, "Power will be filled by itself."
Where white public power cannot be filled, there will naturally be gray or even black authority to fill it.
Once there is a gray or black authority, it will prove something first.
Bai Quan was not done well.
Just like the Great Han Dynasty opened up the Western Regions BC, but Chinese characters or Chinese are not popular in the Western Regions.
This is why the Han people didn't do it well.
No matter how many excuses you find, you still can't change this.
In many places in the Western Regions, because it was in ancient times, some migrant tribes who were earlier than the Spring and Autumn Period arrived in the Western Regions. Most of these tribes had superficial language, but most of them had no writing.
While these Western Regions were eager for words, the Han people did not give them...
So the Buddhists came and brought the words, which soon became the words used by these Western countries.
Because the states in the Western Regions have such needs, and people in the Western Regions have such needs, just like everyone needs food, clothing, housing and transportation, and order and peace. If the Han Dynasty cannot give it to them, they will look for it themselves.
Who is this blamed?
emperor?
Minister?
Protector of the Western Regions?
Of course, I can only blame the people in the Western Regions...
Over the years, the Han government has recorded this way. There are unruly and unruly people in the Western Regions and uneducated untold people...
Taishici suddenly snapped the wooden slip in his hand and said to Fei Qian: "Lord! I understand! This is "the same text and the same track"!"
"Good!" Fei Qian smiled and gave Taishi Ci a confirmation.
Fei Qian pointed to those writings, "These are left to Ziyi... I hope I can understand the words in the future..."
Taishici bowed his head and took the order, "Don't worry, lord! I will do my best!"
To be continued...