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Volume 3: The Wind Rises in the South Chapter 37 Chapter 37: Petition

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    Someone on the street shouted loudly: "I saw the knight leading it had red hair and a burly build. He should be a Westerner training the army for the king." "It turns out to be a Western devil!" The monk shouted: "  Disciples who harm the Buddha are enemies of the Buddha and will fall into the realm of animals after death. Even the king is no exception. We will go to the palace now and ask the king to give us an explanation!  Holding the master's body in his arms, he walked towards the palace with his head held high. The crowd of onlookers made room for him with deafening cheers and followed behind him. The soldiers guarding the city also put down their weapons one by one and stood in awe.  Lowered his head.  In the palace, Meng Ji was sitting in front of the case, reading a document. In front of him, there were piles of documents sent from various places, waiting for his approval.  "Your Majesty, your noble Majesty!" Diok walked into the room quickly, his face anxious, followed closely by Duncan, who was already soaked in sweat: "It's serious. The Shun people suddenly attacked the dock last night. They have already  Occupy that place!" "How could this happen?" Meng Ji stared at Duncan behind Diok and asked, "Aren't there three imperial gunboats parked at the dock? Don't they control the Irrawaddy River?  The Shun people attacked the dock by land? Then why didn't I get any information?" After listening to the interpreter, Duncan replied in a low voice: "Your Majesty, the Shun people attacked the dock by water. They used a trick to seize one of our gunboats.  People disguised as us boarded the dock and used a sudden attack to capture the fort and the remaining two gunboats. This all happened so suddenly that I didn¡¯t have enough time to organize my troops to launch a counterattack. " Meng Ji listened carefully.  Duncan responded by asking: "Major Duncan, if I understand correctly, you mean that the Shunguo people not only occupied the dock, but also completely captured the three gunboats of the Imperial Squadron?" Duncan's face showed humiliation.  Red, but he still nodded firmly and said: "Although this makes me ashamed, I have to admit this reality. The gunboats, forts and the entire dock fell into the hands of the Shun people almost intact, and the dock  The grain stored in nearby warehouses, enough military uniforms and boots for four thousand people, and a large amount of other materials have all fallen into the hands of the Shun people. The recruits training at the dock have also fled, but luckily they were already gone before I left.  Ordered the three thousand rifles and ammunition stored in the warehouse to be burned, and the remaining soldiers of the company were brought back! "After listening to the translation, Meng Ji sat back in his chair dumbfounded. Everything was clear now.  The Shun people not only occupied the dock, but also the three warships and a large amount of materials fell into their hands. With those three gunboats and forts, it was impossible for them to recapture the dock in a short time. They could bring all the troops  Load the boat, sail down the river and easily land at the dock, and then attack Bagan.  The only bargaining chip left in his hand was the city of Bagan and the less than 3,000 recruits outside the city who had just been trained for less than two months. Many of these recruits did not even have a decent rifle in their hands.  Thinking of this, Meng Ji couldn't help but lowered his head in despair.  "Your Majesty, please allow me to send a report to Yangon as soon as possible. The Shunguo people have attacked the imperial squadron. That means challenging the authority of the empire. The empire will fully intervene in Myanmar and drive the Shunguo people back to their home base!  "Duncan said loudly, the shame of escaping from the dock was like a branding iron rolling on his sides, making him feel extremely painful: "With the help of the empire, you will soon return to Mandalay and board your ship again.  "The throne!" Meng Ji bowed his head and remained silent for a while, as if he didn't hear the words of the interpreter.  At this time, there was a sound outside, as if countless people were shouting outside.  Meng Ji raised his head in surprise and said to Diok: "Diok, go out and see what's going on outside!" "Yes, Your Majesty!" After a while, Diok came back to the house with a look on his face.  Already full of panic, he bowed slightly to Meng Ji and said: "Your Majesty, something bad has happened. People are crowding outside the palace gate. They ask your Majesty to kill Buddha's enemies and punish the sinners around you!" "  Enemy of Buddha? Sinner?" Meng Ji couldn't help but be shocked when he heard this. Since he came to the throne, he has been very tolerant of monasteries and monks.  "Your Majesty!" Diok glanced at Duncan who was standing aside. After confirming that the other party did not understand Burmese, he whispered: "The enemies and sinners that the people gathered outside the palace asked Your Majesty to deal with were Major Duncan and the others. They just  When we entered the city, we killed the master of Mohe Bodhi Temple. The monks in the temple were carrying the body of the respected master outside the palace gate. There must be thousands of people! " "What?  Respect your master?" Meng Ji couldn't help but be shocked when he heard this.  Mohe Bodhi Temple is the only famous temple in Myanmar that imitates the Bodhgaya Temple in India. It was built in 1218 AD and has a history of more than 600 years. It is famous in Bagan and even in central Myanmar.With great prestige, killing the respected master of the temple on the street was not a small matter even when his throne was stable, let alone that his throne was now in turmoil.  Simply put, if I cannot give a satisfactory answer to the monks of the monastery, I, the King of Burma, will definitely not be able to stay in Bagan.  "Your Majesty, please make a decision!" Diok whispered, squinting at Duncan who was standing aside. Apparently he was reminding Meng Ji to drag Duncan out to pay the penalty.  But Meng Ji hesitated at this time: Under the current situation, if he handed over Duncan, he would definitely be killed by the angry monks and Bagan citizens.  Not to mention the British aid and support, the British barracks will definitely turn against them, or at least they will definitely not continue to fight for themselves.  Facing the coming Shun army, without the protection and support of the British, the monks and citizens of Bagan alone cannot defeat them, so there is only one choice before him.  "Diok!" Meng Ji stood up with a cold face: "Take my guards out of the palace immediately and order the monks and mobs to disperse immediately!" "Your Majesty!" Diok opened his eyes in surprise.  He couldn't believe his ears.  "If these mobs are still stubborn, I allow you to give the order to shoot!" Meng Ji seemed not to see the surprise and disappointment of his men, and continued: "Okay, go and execute the order!" Diok looked at Meng  As if seeing the person in front of him clearly for the first time, the surprise in his eyes gradually turned into understanding and despair. Finally, he bowed slightly to Meng Ji, then turned and left without saying a word.  Watching his confidant turn away, Meng Ji's expression gradually returned to normal from a cold expression. Finally, he turned around and said to Duncan, "Now, Major Duncan, let's talk about how to resist the invasion of the Shun people!" Palace Gate  Outside, thousands of Bagan citizens and monks crowded the square in front of the palace.  Right in front of the crowd, dozens of monks were surrounding a stretcher, on which was placed the body of the revered master who was killed not long ago.  The monks lowered their heads and recited Buddhist scriptures. The whole scene was depressing and sad.  Suddenly, a horn sounded at the palace gate, and then the palace door opened, and hundreds of armed Indian soldiers with their heads wrapped in black cloth rushed out from inside. An official in luxurious clothes walked out of the ranks, and the crowd's eyes immediately gathered there.  For the officials, the whole scene seemed to have stagnated.  Diok took a deep breath, and countless sad and angry eyes from across the way focused on him.  He seemed to feel that invisible pressure.  He took a few steps forward and shouted at the top of his lungs: "Holy Majesty, the shadow of the gods, the beloved son of the Buddha, the great King Mengji ordered that all monks and subjects must be dismissed immediately and leave the square, otherwise they will be considered  He is a traitor who disobeys the holy orders and will be severely punished by the law." The square was quiet. A middle-aged monk walked out of the crowd and shouted: "Since the king claims to be the shadow of the gods and the beloved son of the Buddha, then the Buddha's  Is it reasonable for a servant to be killed by a devil and let him go unpunished?" As soon as he finished speaking, there was an astonishing response from the crowd. People waved their arms angrily and uttered various vicious curses.  The excited people picked up stones and earth pellets on the ground and threw them at Diok and the soldiers. Diok quickly covered his head with his hands and stepped back. He was about to order the soldiers to shoot in the air and dispersed the crowd first.  Besides, there was a sudden gunshot in his ears, and he couldn't help but be stunned.  The gunshot seemed to be a signal. A heavy rain of gunfire sounded in Diok's ears, and the crowd in the square in front of him immediately collapsed.  "Shoot, shoot!" The square suddenly became chaotic. People fled back in panic, pushing each other and trampling on each other. The screams, curses and gunshots formed an indescribable atmosphere.  The nameless chaos stirred everything together and then splashed it onto the square.  Diok stared at all this with his mouth open. Then, he seemed to suddenly wake up and shouted angrily to the Indian soldiers who had their heads wrapped in black cloth: "Stop shooting, stop shooting! You bastards"  , I want you to stop shooting, do you hear me?¡± Finally, the gunfire stopped. When the white smoke produced by the black gunpowder was blown away by the wind, Diok saw that there was no one standing in the square, only the ground.  The stretcher carrying the corpse of the revered master also fell to the ground. There were more than ten monks' corpses lying in random directions around them, and the air was filled with the spicy smell of gunpowder.  "Oh my God, how could this happen?" Diok covered his eyes with his hands in despair, as if this could save everything.  At the same time, in a small alley not far from the Palace Gate Square, several young monks were half lying on the ground, panting and looking like they were in shock.  After a while, they got better. When they looked at each other, they found one of them sitting on the ground with his eyes straight.  Those people hurriedly saw this, shouted their companion's name, and hurriedly shouted on their companion.Check for gunshot wounds.  "Ne Win, Ne Win, are you okay? Why don't you answer us?" The companions shouted for a long time, but the young monk named Ne Win still looked stupid. One of them gritted his teeth when he saw this.  He apologized, rolled up his sleeves, and slapped Naiwen on the face. Naiwen felt pain and screamed, then he woke up, looked at the people around him, and asked curiously: "Where is this? Master  Where are the corpses of the Lord? And where are the brothers? " "You are really crazy. The dog officer just ordered to shoot us in the square. If we hadn't dragged you away, you would have been dead there by now!" "  What?" Ne Win's eyes were confused, and it took him a while to recall the chaotic scene in the square, and he cursed loudly: "You actually ordered to shoot at the monks. After death, the tyrant and the dog officer will be sent to hell for eternity.  Turn over!" Nevin looked around, his face changed, and asked: "Where is the master's body? And where is the leader, Senior Brother Asong?" The senior brother Asong in his mouth was the one who was killed by the leader.  The middle-aged monk who carried out the petition at the stretcher rally was a man of profound Buddhist teachings and very enthusiastic in his daily activities. He was quite prestigious among the monks of Mohe Bodhi Temple, so this incident became such a big deal.  "It was so chaotic at the time. We were only focused on escaping for our lives, and we didn't even care about Master's body!" A monk with a bitter look on his face replied: "As for Senior Brother Asong, he was standing at the front and scolding the dog officer.  I¡¯m afraid I¡¯ve achieved enlightenment forever!¡±
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