The room was full of glances

She smiled

The shy gaze between the anticipations

It's falling on my face

- Lobsang Rinchen Changyang Gyatso

The daughter-in-law of the king of Tibet is named Deji Meduo, only thirteen or fourteen years old, but she is famous for domesticating mastiffs, and her appearance is also beautiful and outstanding, and she has a high reputation among the nobles. It was only after many persuasions and epistolary explanations that it was calmed down. Because of the above reasons, this female prince has to show up to offer a living creature to the living Buddha whenever she has a special meeting, indicating that she will accompany the living Buddha instead, so after the puja, Deji Meduo presented a young snow mastiff to Cangyang Gyatso. The mastiff was very pleasant-looking, covered in snow-white clumps, with bright eyes and a crisp bark. Cangyang Gyatso liked it very much, and at that time he untied the red jade from the jade ruyi and tied it around its neck.

There are also many nobles to offer gifts, the emperor also sent a messenger, to give valuable inland things, including 72 diamonds, 49 cat's eyes, 49 agate, 16 coral reefs, and countless gold, silver, jade, silk and silk tonic porcelain, which is for the Great Prayer Festival, as well as for the Tibetan New Year. To say that half of the world's jewels are gathered in a Potala Palace is not a boast.

After the Great Prayer Festival, it seemed that the Tibetan New Year was not peaceful for the whole lunar month, and Cangyang Gyatso refused to shave his hair, so the teachers had no choice but to play the Tibetan king, and the Tibetan king led the lamas to kneel and ask the rosette to shave their hair, which naturally did not work for a seventeen-year-old rebellious teenager, and finally Cangyang Gyatso was victorious.

Soon, Changyang Gyatso's hair had grown to the length of a shawl, and he asked the novices to spend a whole day braiding his hair, and then, as he had originally thought, perhaps because the hair was not long enough, he asked someone to tie the golden silk threads into vajra knots, which fell at the end of each braid, forming jagged tassels, which looked very beautiful.

Then, he pulled out a few favorite cat-eye rings from the cornucopia of the royal gift and put them on his slender fingers, and took out a few beautiful necklaces from a large group of twisted agate necklaces and hung them around his neck, standing in front of the mercury mirror and looking at them, just like the noble sons and brothers of secular families. The jingle of pearl agate shattered the silence of Kadaki, and his bright light shone in every corner, and the little snow mastiff cried around his ankles, in a hurry. Cangyang Gyatso shook his hair and went down the mountain again.

The deeper the night, the more beautiful it is, an aristocratic high* carriage lingers on the crowded streets of Lhasa, behind the curtain made of pearls, a pair of quiet lotus eyes will be in the streets and alleys of the new and strange things one by one. There is an open-air square in the center of the Snow City, at the end of the square is the Lhasa River covered with frost and snow, there is an endless primeval forest on the other side of the river, at the other end of the big forest is the Yaowang Mountain that is five thousand meters high, the top of the Yaowang Mountain stands the ancient pagoda, the Buddha light on the top of the tower shines on the vast snowy area that is thousands of miles away, under the light of the Buddha, the mountain is beautiful and wonderful, the white mist in the forest is like a dream, and the river water is surging under the ice layer of more than ten meters. Clusters of New Year's bonfires rose in the square, and under the open night sky, young girls danced enthusiastically around the fire.

"That must be a rosette!"

I don't know when there was a young man who could dance the most in the pile of dancing figures, he seemed to have been accustomed to being in the middle of a crowd of people, his dashing dance attracted the enthusiastic applause of the girls, his flying and flowing braids showed their indispensability when they danced, he was well versed in music theory and physical arts, and he interpreted the flashy and vulgar street dance as ethereal and pure, at least until the age of fourteen, he loved this silent art, The aesthetics of the worship of the body are ingrained in the veins of the Nyingma teachings.

"Sister, let's go and cheer him up."

Mingxin hesitated for a moment: "Gege, you can't call him a rosette in front of people, remember." ”

Renzhen Weng Mu had already jumped out of the carriage and hooked his hand at her without looking back: "Hurry, hurry!" ”

Mingxin then walked over, stood in the crowd and watched, and in the swaying of the Hokage, he actually remembered a small poem written by the figure who focused on solo dancing with his life:

This short life

You are so treated

I don't know when I was a teenager in the next life

Can we meet again?

The joy of the New Year stained every star in the sky, the young hearts beat with the flames of agitation, and the beautiful faces and bright dresses of the girls filled the bright pupils of the young men with sincerity and longing. Like the other girls, her face was filled with excitement and joy, and it was supposed to be a joyous night, and Mingxin had been like them, convinced that beautiful love could last forever.

Wild game was roasted on the bonfire, bubbling with oil, and people who were tired of dancing sat down around the fire to share the game. Cangyang Gyatso didn't seem to know how to refuse the girl's kindness, and in front of him, the gift of barbecue had become a small mountain. It is not easy for a secular person to do the five principles of not killing, not fornicating, not scolding, not drinking, and not stealing, but a living Buddha of the Gelug school has to abide by more than 300 precepts in his life, and when there is no strong belief in people's hearts, it is a life that is unbearable for secular people.

The moonlight and bonfires set off the blue night sky, and the long figure of Changyang Gyatso cast a long shadow on the ground where the fire jumped, and he jumped like Rinchen Ongmu outstretching a hand. I used to only see him sitting upright, but I didn't notice that he was so tall and strong. Renzhen Weng Mu lowered his head shyly, twisting his small handkerchief at a loss, and suddenly heard someone shouting in the distance: "Sang Wangbu! ”

Cangyang Gyatso looked back, and his joy overflowed: "Deji! ”

A richly dressed female prince got out of the luxurious carriage with the support of the entourage, and came to Renzhen Weng Mu and Cangyang Jiacuo as she spoke. At a young age, she had a pair of calm and wise eyes, smooth skin, red lips and white teeth, a huge ruby in the center of her eyebrows, extremely fine braids, and not many ornaments on her body, but each of them could show the noble status of the princess. Rinchen Ongmu had never seen her, she was the youngest daughter of the Tibetan King Sanjay Gyatso, who had grown up playing with Princess Deji Meedow, who had been playing with Changyang Gyatso.

Injin Wengmu's envious gaze swept over her body, and she lowered her eyes secretly. Cangyang Gyatso touched her arm and motioned for her to come along, and Rinchen Ongmu followed him with a forced smile.

Deji Medo's radiant eyes are like the blue of Namtso Lake, she is of Iranian descent, her maternal grandmother is an Iranian nobleman, and her mother is the nineteenth concubine of the Tibetan king Sanjay Gyatso, a blonde and blue-eyed beauty.

Cangyang Gyatso asked, "When did you come?" ”

Deji Medo was looking at the shy and beautiful Ming Concubine beside him, turned his eyes to look at Cangyang Jiacuo, and said with a smile: "I have already arrived, and I have been sitting in the carriage to watch you dance, why don't you dance?" Are you embarrassed when I come? Otherwise, I'll go back to the carriage, and you can keep jumping. ”

Cangyang Jia said wrongly: "Don't mess around, let's get to know Renzhen Weng Mu first." ”

Deji Medo said, "Renzhen Om, that's a good name, but if she understands Tibetan, I don't want to play the piano to a cow." ”

Renzhen Ongmu really didn't understand what she was saying, and still kept his head humbly down.

Cangyang Jia could, pursed the corners of his mouth, stared at the outrageous Deki Medo, and said, "Why are you still the same as when you were a child, I just played with others for a while and you were unhappy." ”

Deji Medo took Cangyang Jiacuo's hand, pulled him aside, and whispered: "My father said that when I turn fourteen, I will enter the palace to be your concubine, and then she will be vulgar, will leave the palace, and will marry, so you should not use too much heart for her." ”

Cangyang Jia stared at her in disbelief: "...... Seriously? ”

Dejimedo saw his reaction, and with a keen intuition, he was in love with the widow of the Mongol Khan, and he had only seen him for a few days, and he was dishonest again. Although Deji Medo is young, she has always held Cangyang Jia by her side, and her ability to tame men is as skilled as taming Tibetan mastiffs.

Renzhen Weng Mu didn't know what they were muttering, there were only three of them, and they felt very embarrassed to be left out by the two of them. And Cangyang Jiacuo wanted to ask a few questions, but Deji Medo stood on tiptoe and stretched his hands to his tall and broad shoulders, straightened up the loose braids and intertwined necklaces, and said softly: "When did I lie to you, it's true." ”

Cangyang Jia mistakenly thought to himself, it must be that he had been drinking and growing his hair for more than a year to make the king very angry, and the king thought that it was all since Renzhen Weng Mu entered the palace, so he put all the blame on her, so he made this revenge decision. When he thought of this layer, Cangyang Kaco suddenly felt suffocated, and all his joy and joy were annihilated by depression.

At this moment, Cangyang Jia's eyes were a little strange, Renzhen Weng Mu didn't know what they were talking about, perhaps, Deji Medo was sowing discord, it seemed that Cangyang Jiacuo had already believed her trickery.

Deji Medo shook Cangyang Jia's wrong arm: "I'll dance with you." ”

Cangyang Gyatso shook off her hand and said in distraught, "I'm tired of jumping." ”

Deji Medo caught up with him again and took his arm: "Alright, let's go to the carriage and rest." ”

Changyang Gyatso turned his head and found that Rinchen Ongmu had been left behind, and although he could not bear it, he could not communicate with her in Tibetan, and when he thought that she was going to return to the world and marry a woman, he felt that he should not disturb her heart, so he left without saying anything.

Rinchen Ongmu watched Cangyang Gyatso get into Deji Medo's carriage, the carriage was very wide, and the three people were rich, but neither of them invited Rinchen Ongmu to go in together, doesn't this mean that their relationship is extraordinary? Alone in a foreign land where she didn't understand the language, she already felt very lonely, and thought that beautiful love would transform this qiē into freshness and excitement, but suddenly changed from heartbeat to wishful thinking.

Mingxin walked over from the corner, came to Renzhen Ongmu's side, and said, "Gege, be careful of the fire under your feet. ”

Renzhen Weng Mu took two steps back, and saw many sparks splashed on the yellow grass under his feet, turning from bright red to dark purple, and finally extinguished. Renzhen Ongmu squatted down, fiddling with the fire with a stick, tears shining in his eyes. Mingxin didn't know how to comfort her.

In the carriage, Deji Medo put his hands around Cangyang Gyatso's waist, rested his head on his shoulder, and called him coquettishly from time to time: "Brother, brother, my voice is hoarse, why don't you say a word." ”

Cangyang Gyatso propped his chin and looked out the window lonely