Chapter 586: Cangyang Gyatso

There are also many places of interest and historic sites in the Kuo Street, there are temples such as the Lower Secret Temple, the Printing Institute, the ruins of Sid Temple, the Canggu Nunnery, the Small Mosque and 12 Lakang, there are Songtsen Gampo Palace Qujie Pozhang, the Buddhist debate site of Tsongkhapa, the founder of the Yellow Religion, the site of Songqure, the founder of the Tibetan language, the residence of the founder of the Tibetan language, the Yamen of the Minister in Tibet, who has stationed 84 ministers in Tibet, the former Nikko City Security Organization and the prison Lang Zixia, etc. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

In addition, the kind of grand scene that Ye wanted to see yesterday, morning and evening believers around the Jokhang Temple in a clockwise direction is also a rich cultural and historical atmosphere on Barkhor Street, an important folk cultural landscape.

Walking through Barkhor Street, people come and go, rubbing shoulders, very lively, now the weather in Tibet is just in autumn, the weather is neither hot nor cold, in this crowd, Ye Xiang also found that there are a lot of people wearing Tibetan traditional costumes, from the typical plateau red of the Tibetan people to identify, many people should not belong to the tourists here, one by one put on Tibetan clothing, with Tibetan silver, agate, fur and other processed jewelry, but there is a different flavor.

In bits and pieces, Ye Xiang also bought a lot of exquisite Tibetan silver agate, horn Tibetan knives, jewelry, thangkas, handkerchiefs, woven carpets and so on. One is that he is also quite interested, but he knows that his parents and little sister should like these things, which is also a souvenir he gave them.

However, for the antiques he is more interested in buying, Ye Xiang really hasn't encountered any good objects that are eye-catching, either it is a work of art, or it is not far away, the shopkeeper Yemen is clear, and the price is high, in addition, the antique market here is not very developed, and fakes are not uncommon.

When he came to Barkhor Street, Ye Xiang also saw a very famous place that should not be missed according to tourist rumors, Maggie Ami Tavern.

Barkhor Street is mostly white, except for a two-storey building painted with yellow paint on the southeast corner of Barkhor Street, which is said to be the secret palace of the 6th Dalai Lama, Changyang Gyatso.

As the sixth Dalai Lama, an outstanding religious and spiritual leader in the history of Tibet, and a talented romantic poet, Ye Xiang wrote a poem to him, and he was most familiar with that life.

On that day, I closed my eyes in the incense mist of the prayer hall, and suddenly heard the mantra in your chant;

That month, I shook all the prayer cylinders, not for excess, but to touch your fingertips;

That year, kowtow on the mountain road, not for the audience, but for your warmth;

In that life, turning mountains and rivers and turning pagodas, not to cultivate the next life, but to meet you on the way??

That day, that year, that life was so popular and so devout, and he was still deeply moved by that purity.

The small yellow building where the "Maggie Ami" bar is located in Nikko City is said to be the place where Cangyang Gyatso and Maggie Ami met, where he once wrote the famous "On the Top of the Mountain in the East".

"On the top of the high mountain in the east, a bright moon rose, and the face of an unmarried lady appeared in front of my eyes from time to time."

"Unmarried Lady" is "Maggie Ami" in Tibetan.

Legend has it that in order to find the Supreme Savior Tara, Cangyang Gyatso trekked through mountains and rivers all over Tibet, and one day he was resting in a tavern on Octagonal Street in Riguang City, and a moon-like delicate girl outside the door lifted the curtain to peep......

"Maji Ami" is a beautiful legend spread in Tibetan areas, meaning holy mother, pure maiden, or by extension, beautiful dreams.

On the top of the eastern mountain, the delicate moon rose, and Maggie's face gradually appeared in her heart. The poems written by Cangjia Gyatso to Maggie Ami have survived to this day, and have also brought great fame to Maggie Ami, whether it is the advertising effect or the fame attraction, in general, this gimmick is not a good thing, it is desirable, and people, no matter how complex and resourceful, always yearn for purity.

Today, Maggie Ami is a very artistic bar, with walls covered with paintings, photographs, handicrafts, and shelves full of original books by Kafka, Eliot and others.

After shopping for a long time, all kinds of gadgets, all kinds of items with national characteristics, Ye Xiang bought a lot, and finally, Ye Xiang saw the target he was interested in.

It was a gadget, less than the size of a fist, spherical in shape, and slightly black rust on the outside, which was really an eyesore, and ordinary people might not pay attention to it, but even if Ye Xiang didn't open his eyes, he already knew that the rust was extraordinary, it was a reaction after the oxidation of silver, which belonged to Ye Xiang's own eyesight, judged according to the accumulation of knowledge, although the object was small, Ye Xiang was already quite interested.

Ye Xiang looked at the stall owner of the stall to which the thing belonged, it was a middle-aged woman wearing traditional Tibetan costumes, the woman's face had an obvious plateau red, her skin was dry and rough, it was the cruelty left by the years of wind and frost, the woman's expression was panicked, and her eyebrows were sad. With a keen sense that Ye Xiang didn't have the wrong feeling of disgust and disgust for this middle-aged woman, then, it showed that the performance between this person's eyebrows was not a common scam in the antique city of Beijing.

This is rare, Ye Xiang casually changed his thoughts, walked two steps to the small stall, squatted down, and took his target object.

He was right in judging whether it was made of silver or pure silver. As soon as the thing was started, the keen feel immediately proved Ye Xiang's judgment, the corners of Ye Xiang's lips rose, and his hand and eyesight experience were gradually rising rapidly, which was very good!

It turned out to be an aromatherapy ball. A silver aromatherapy ball, more precisely, this is a silver openwork carved aromatherapy ball.

Wipe off a little oxidized rust on the surface, you can visualize the exquisite carving lines inside, but it is a rare delicate object, he thought, this kind of thing should be an object that can only be used by ancient officials and nobles, but I don't know how to flow to this place in Tibet, but this seems to be not unusual, the ancient Silk Road. The vicinity of this place has also been prosperous, and there are also nobles from the mainland.

After playing with it for a while, Ye Xiang gently wiped off the oxidized dust and dirt on the periphery. After many years of dusty past, this silver carved aromatherapy ball finally rediscovered in Ye Xiang's hands today, showing its fine and exquisite inner quality.

Wipe off the dirt, under the sun, the aromatherapy ball in Ye Xiang's hand can basically clearly see the silver material, as well as the rich peony pattern carved on the outside, this pattern, coupled with its carving technique, the feel of the item, plus the treasure of the green lotus pupil that is not rich but the color is very white, Ye Xiang can be sure of the age of this aromatherapy ball.

Six hundred years, probably around the Ming Dynasty.