I didn't see the best at all

It also saves fascination

It's better to be uncooked

Avoid teaching people to ponder and linger

-- Lobsang Rinchen Changyang Gyatso

Mingxin repeatedly advised Renzhen Zhenweng according to the warning poem of the Lotus Throne of the Dharma King, so that she could resist the urge to go to the Sunshine Hall to ask for Buddhism, but Renzhen Weng was so lovesick that she only endured it for three days and couldn't help it.

There is no clear heart as a translator, Renzhen Weng Mu can also communicate with the lotus seat of the king, isn't there a dictionary, the Mongolian and Tibetan translation dictionaries of this era are rare, but there will be no shortage in the palace. Rinchen Ongmu sent someone to find the only Mongolian-Tibetan dictionary in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, and led the bhikshunis to wait outside the Sunshine Hall with a large number of dictionaries. However, none of the attendants in the Hall of Sunlight dared to reveal to her the news that His Holiness was not in the palace, so she waited so stupidly, thinking that since the rosette had not sent someone out to greet her, she had not yet found time to meet her, and she did not leave in disappointment until noon.

Where Cangyang Gyatso went, only the wine knows.

Mingxin saw that her tavern was doing a booming business, so she hurriedly went into the house to change clothes and prepare to come out to help, as soon as the door curtain was lifted, she was startled, there was a big man in the inner room, in broad daylight, Mingxin really didn't expect it to be him.

Cangyang Gyatso put down the bowl and looked at her silently.

In fact, he didn't know when Maggie Ami would come back, because as soon as he woke up this morning, he really wanted to see her, and in Lhasa, a girl of her age might come to give a dowry one day, and maybe the opportunity to meet would be gone.

Grandma hurriedly came in and instructed Maggie Ami: "There are many people outside, and the smell is strong, I'm afraid that the young master won't get used to it, so I invited me to come to the house, child, you take care of the young master here, I'll go out first." ”

Maggie Ami nodded: "Oh good, don't worry, Grandma." ”

Grandma's generosity is like a great protector, especially the trust in him is rare and rare, which touches Cangyang Gyatso.

Maggie Ami stepped forward and gave a slight salute: "Young master, may I ask what you want to eat at noon, tell me, I will let Brother Ah go to prepare it in advance." ”

Cangyang Gyatso hurriedly said, "Don't be busy, I'll leave in a while." ”

Maggie Ami was a little lost in her heart, and lowered her head and asked tentatively, "Is there anything else to do young master?" ”

Cangyang Gyatso said "um", stood up with his hands folded in front of his chest, and bowed to her: "Girl, I offended you last time, and when I think about it when I go back, I am always uneasy in my heart, I am afraid that you will misunderstand me as a prodigal son, so I want to ask for your forgiveness in person today." ”

Maggie Ami covered her mouth and smiled, she didn't expect that a drunken little thing could leave such a big cloud in his heart, there is a saying that "there are many monks in front of the gate of hell", is he afraid that he will not be able to go to hell with karma in the future?

When Cangyang Gyatso looked up, he saw her smiling, and his heart was very confused.

Maggie Ami deliberately teased him: "Hmph, if you don't explain, I'll really think you're a 'prodigal', but don't you think you're a little late, I'm afraid I can't change my initial impression of you." ”

Cangyang Gyatso, who was smart in vain, couldn't even hear that this was a joke about him, and he really responded to the words of the ancients, and if you care, you will be chaotic.

Cangyang Gyatso replied again and again, "How can I make the girl change my impression of me and ask the girl to show me the way." ”

Maggie Ami held back her joy and asked him, "Since you say that you are not a prodigal, then what are you?" ”

Cangyang Gyatso looked at his gold silk satin coat and long braids, the colorful silk threads on the braids were still newly tied in the morning, and the brand-new silk embroidered brocade boots under his feet were even more eye-catching, and even the tightly closed palms were covered with gorgeous rings, at least in appearance, he was definitely a gentleman, and then think about the things he had done before and after, drunkenness, poetry, staying in the store, light and thin girls, visiting the land of fireworks, rubbing the girl's belly...... Not to mention this stubble, thinking of this, Cangyang Gyatso suddenly felt ashamed.

Cangyang Gyatso lowered his head and never dared to look up at her again. Maggie Ami smiled, helped him to the side of the chair and sat down, and persuaded him with kind words: "Young master, if you really listen to me, I advise you to act as much as possible in the future, discuss everything with others, don't go your own way, focus on the overall situation, learn to be patient and low-key, the most important thing, try not to come to this kind of crowded place, it is best to ...... Don't come. ”

Cangyang Gyatso heard that her words were all for his good, and the first few things were easy, but the last sentence was really difficult to follow.

Maggie Ami took a bowl of tea, handed it to him, and said, "Isn't there something else to do young master, after drinking tea, let's go quickly." ”

Cangyang Gyatso stopped talking, drank the tea in one go, and when he handed her the tea bowl, he took this opportunity to stare at her face for a while, and left without saying anything. Maggie Ami looked at his back from the small window, and her heart was full of reluctance, but she hoped that he would not come again.

Cangyang Gyatso came to Pasang Monastery in a carriage to listen to the current situation in the name of asking the Fifth Pan/Zen for sutras. The Fifth Pan/Zen Lobsang Yeshe received him with the highest standard of etiquette, and after the two masters and apprentices took their seats, they exchanged precepts in public, and there were countless political spies around Venerable Lobsang Yeshe, so they deliberately made the conversation open and straightforward, but it was not something that ordinary people could understand.

Cangyang Gyatso said, "Guru, I have recently learned a verse, I don't know if I have made any progress, and I hope that the teacher will give me a teaching. ”

Luo Sang Yixi nodded strictly. Some of the monks below pricked up their ears, and some picked up brushes.

Cangyang Gyatso improvised and recited: "Walnuts can be smashed open and eaten, peaches can be chewed and eaten, but the green apples that bear this year are sour to the teeth." ”

Lobsang Yeshe knew that his so-called green apples were those monks who were not monks and lay people, who were in the Buddhist sect and had a lay heart, and did not have a pure and pious heart, and did not want to change their greed, hatred, ignorance, and suspicion, and only wanted to be favored in this world, did not believe in cause and effect, tended to be inflammatory, and were willing to serve the powerful and do things that betrayed the living Buddha, making the pure holy mountain like a huge prison.

Luosang Yixi pondered for a moment, gently opened his majestic and quiet eyes, and said to him: "The teeth are sharp, the tongue is soft, and when the rosette eats the green apple, does he feel the sourness of the tongue?" ”

Cangyang Gyatso pondered for a long time and nodded.

Even though the monks at the bottom understood the literal meaning, they could not grasp the deep meaning of Lobsang Yeshe, which was directly aimed at some of Cangyang Gyatso's recent outrageous behaviors, and was intended to warn him to play the role of a "tongue" who is good at "harmony and mud" in such a tense and complicated situation of □□, and no longer wish for any "hard work", let alone rectify the teaching affairs and eliminate those pseudo-monks and traitors.

Cangyang Gyatso knew that such teachings were not weak, but considered with a long-term perspective, so he nodded. Then he said, "I have another verse for the compassionate Guru to teach: When I came up from the eastern mountain, I thought it was an elk, but when I came to the western mountain, it was a lame yellow sheep. ”

Lobsang Yeshe knew that he was talking about the historical problems between Tibet and Mongolia, when the fifth Dharma King was alive, in order to magnify the strict Gelug sect and suppress the secular Nyingma faction, with the help of Mongolian forces, during the Dalai Khan period, the contradictions between Tibet and Mongolia were not as sharp as now, after the death of Dalai Khan, his son Lasang Khan succeeded to the throne, and his ambition was clearly revealed because Kangxi had asked the sixth Dharma King about the succession to the throne, Lhasan Khan bit at this Achilles heel of the king of Zao, not giving him a moment of respite. In fact, if you look at it from the perspective of Luosang Yixi, an outsider, Lasang Khan is far less strategic than his father Dalai Khan, and it is exactly what Kangxi hopes for to engage in rebellion between Tibet and Mongolia. Lassan Khan brought down the Zao king, and he himself was not far from his death. And history really proves this judgment of Lobsang Yesi.

I don't know why Lasang Khan tossed hard, but in the end, he ended up dying and laughing for the world. The more prosperous Buddhism is, the more demon kings remain, and this Lasang Khan may be possessed by demon kings.

Lobsang Yeshe said to Cangyang Gyatso: "The elk and the yellow sheep are the prey of the beasts, if the elk can't escape, the lame yellow sheep can't escape, if they are targeted by the beasts, what is the use of the elk." ”

Sooner or later, the camouflaged beast will tear through the camouflage, and the mantis catches the cicada and the yellow finch is behind, and the final fate of the beast is to die under the sharper fangs. Cangyang Gyatso nodded again and again, thinking to himself, since the master is not optimistic about this political and peace talks, it seems that it is inevitable that the two armies will fight, alas, there will be a war, and there will be chaos.

Lobsang Yeshe had been worried that the relationship between Cangyang Gyatso and the Tibetan king would become more and more stiff and that he would not be able to unite with the outside world, so he asked tentatively: "It's spring again, and the flowers are in bloom, are there any bees collecting honey on them?" ”

The honeymoon period between Cangyang Gyatso and the Tibetan Emperor has long passed, and Lobsang Yeshe hints that the new spring has arrived, and this is an excellent time to share the same hatred and mutual benefit with the Tibetan king, I wonder if both of them realized it.

Remembering what happened to Rinchen Ongmu, Changyang Gyatso was very unhappy with the Tibetan king's aggressive approach, so he hinted to the lama: "How can you not be separated from the frosty grass, the cold wind rises, the flowers and the bees!" ”

Lobsang Yeshe was very frightened when he heard this, how could the Tibetan people win this battle together if they were not in harmony. He reassured Changyang Gyatso: "Even though there is a world of difference between clear water and turbid water, they can be mixed together at any time, but oil and water can never be confused. ”

Cangyang Gyatso knew what he meant, the muddy water referred to Zao, and the oil referred to Lasang Khan. He could not understand the fact that the Tibetans were the first choice when it came to choosing the direction of inclination, but his inherent view of the Guru Lobsang Yeshe himself, who had a clear understanding of his life, prevented him from listening to the advice of loyalty. He thinks that the king of Zao is too scheming, and if he wants to warn him about the accumulation of hair, he only needs to go directly to the palace for an interview, and maybe he will follow the advice of the king of Tibet to cut off his hair, but the king who thinks he is sleek does not want to offend people head-on, but secretly does something to his concubine, which is not the work of the Tibetans, let alone the disagreement of the monks.

This time, Cangyang Gyatso and Lobsang Yeshe met, but there was no consensus on the issue of the king of Tibet, and he was very uncomfortable, and Lobsang Yeshe was even more uneasy than him, so he had no choice but to say it too bluntly in front of the monks, so he had to press it for the time being.

Cangyang Gyatso returned to the Potala Palace in a carriage, and the acolytes hurried to announce important matters.

"The first priest has been waiting in the Hall of Sunlight for a long time to see the lotus!"

Cangyang Gyatso was surprised