The crescent moon of the third year of junior high school is bright again

It has done what it can

I want you to send me one

A vow like a full moon

-- Lobsang Rinchen Changyang Gyatso

Before Nasen, who was delivering the water, there was another knock on the door, and Dawa Dolma lazily put on a veil and prepared to open the door to pick up the guests. She glanced out through the crack in the door and casually asked, "Who is it?" ”

Outside the door, Cangyang Gyatso replied, "I'm passing through here, may I ask, is there a girl named Maggie Ami around here?" ”

Dawa Zhuoma immediately breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this, and went to the crack of the door again to look, he was dressed in the coarse cloth clothes of a civilian all over his body, and he wore a simple felt hat on his head, and he really didn't recognize him if he didn't look closely. But how did he come here!?

Cangyang Gyatso couldn't hear a reply for a while, so he knocked on the door a few more times and added: "She is from the Qiongjie area, she is dignified and beautiful, her hair is rich and dense, by the way, she is very skillful, she is an embroiderer......

Dawa Dolma suddenly interrupted him: "There's no one you're looking for here, let's go!" ”

There was a long silence outside the door.

When Dawa Dolma went to the crack of the door again, only to find Cangyang Gyatso staring into her eyes through the crack in the door, she was so frightened that she immediately turned her face away, and heard Cangyang Gyatso's voice become a little excited: "Maggie Ami, it's you, right?" ”

Dawa Dolma turned his back in pain and said, "You have the wrong person, I am the widow Dawa Dolma, and there is no one on this street who does not know!" Now she has completely succumbed to the heavy wheel of fate, and she is willing to be a woman who can be a husband, and she is not worthy of being related to the noble living Buddha at all.

Cangyang Gyatso thought, if it was really Maggie Ami, why did she slander herself as a widow? He looked left and right, and the neighbors poked their heads out to see the excitement, but he didn't care at all, even if there was a group of tigers around him now, he had to make a difference. He said, "Since you are not, why don't you dare to come out and speak?" ”

Dawa Dolma replied inside: "I am doing business, the price is two large pieces of ghee, you come empty-handed, what do I have to say to you!" ”

"Huh!" Cangyang Gyatso smiled and said, "Although I didn't have ghee, I did bring silver." He grabbed the money bag tied to his coat, and the bag full of silver ingots made a muffled sound.

At this time, he finally heard the sound of the door latch shaking, and Cangyang Gyatso's heart jumped, and his two pupils stared at the slowly opening door for a moment, and the waiting time seemed to be particularly long. Dawa Zhuoma only opened half the door, and stood silently by the door, leaning sideways, bowing his head, to make way for him to open the gap in half the door. The black hole was more gloomy than the narrow alley, and Cangyang Gyatso stepped in one foot deeper.

When she entered the house, she was always hiding and hiding, and he was really unsure, so he asked suspiciously, "Why are you wearing a veil?" ”

"Don't ask so much." Dawa Dolma turned his back and expertly undressed.

Cangyang Gyatso hurriedly said: "Don't be in a hurry to take off your clothes first, I want to see your face first, is it okay?" ”

Dawa Zhuoma threw the padded jacket that had been taken off onto the kang and said impatiently, "What do you want? ”

Cangyang Gyatso was afraid that she would be annoyed, so he immediately took out a few pieces of silver from his bosom and put them on the kang table: "Is this enough?" ”

Without even looking, she took the silver away, then closed her eyes and lifted the black veil......

The back of Cangyang Gyatso's panic flight that day broke Dawa Dolma's heart every time she thought about it, but she would rather end up with him like this, at least, she knew that the former Maggie Ami was so pure and beautiful in his mind.

The weather was getting colder and colder, the water was dripping into ice outside, and with only a month before the armistice was signed, the military situation ahead was as sharp as the weather. Lhasan Khan and Princess Tsering Tashi attacked from the southeast and north from both sides, ambushing all the soldiers and horses in the defense of Lhasa, and tore up the armistice agreement with a little trivial matter, and once again provoked war. The Tibetan army was defeated in a series of battles to defend the Lhasa Pass.

The lancers under the command of Sanjay Gyatso, the king of Huti, were so vulnerable that the Mongol spies who had been lurking in the city of Lhasa had swelled to several thousand overnight, and that these people had blatantly oppressed the Tibetans to the point of outrageous popularity, and that many restaurants, restaurants, hospitals, and shops had simply closed their doors in order to avoid extortion and losses, and the streets of Lhasa had never been so depressed since ancient times.

Before dawn, the hunchbacked damba was awakened by a raindrop knock on the door, and by the faint light of the oil lamp, he saw that Dawa Dolma was already dressed and ready to go down to the ground to open the door. Hunchbacked Danba asked, "Who could it be so early?" ”

Dawa Zhuoma said: "I don't know, I'll take a look." ”

The hunchbacked Danba sat up suddenly, and put on the cold big cotton jacket and big cotton pants neatly: "I'll go." ”

Dawa Zhuoma looked at him and thought in his heart, could it be Cangyang Gyatso, impossible, listening to this reckless knock on the door, he knew that it would not be him, it would be Nasen, but it was not dawn yet, he knew the rules. Who could it be? She was a little scared in her heart, and her movements were a little slower than that of the hunchback damba.

The latch of the door was almost smashed, and the hunchbacked Danba was sticking to the crack of the door to see, it was too dark to see anything, and he asked, "Who is it?" ”

I only heard someone outside say: "Open the door, open the door quickly!" Otherwise, I'll break in! ”

Dawa Dolma heard Nasen's voice and immediately asked, "What's the matter with you?" ”

Nathan's tone seemed to be ten times harder than before: "Do I need to discuss with you if I have something!" Just open the door! ”

Hunchbacked Danba coughed: "How do you talk, don't forget that I'm still here." ”

When Nasen heard this, he said angrily: "What are you! All I know is that this is Dawa Dolma's house, and she's a widow! ”

Dawa Zhuoma didn't know what was wrong with Nathan today, usually he was most afraid that she wouldn't be able to keep guests, he frequently accosted these people to curry favor, and tried every means to pimp her everywhere.

Hunchbacked Danba slammed the latch open, almost knocking Nathan on his head. The hunchbacked Danba took the opportunity to ride on his neck, grabbed his hair and raised his fist: "Little rabbit, don't you look at what Lao Tzu does!" Dare to disturb Lao Tzu's good sleep! I'm going to beat you up! ”

Nathan hugged his head and shouted, but at the same time, Dawa Zhuoma stared at the two tall Mongolians outside, and did not dare to say a word. Hearing a thud, the hunchbacked Danba suddenly stopped moving, and the fist raised in mid-air hung down directly, the back of his head burst, and he fell into a pool of blood in an instant. Dawa Zhuoma trembled, cowered onto the kang, and touched the gun under the kang mat.

Nathan stood up, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, dragged the body of the hunchbacked damba out of the door, and said to Dawa Zhuoma: "In the future, you don't have to be a concubine for these three rottens, I know you don't look down on this person, smack!" He turned around and took a bite of the corpse, and then respectfully welcomed the two Mongol men into the door: "As long as you serve these two wholeheartedly, I will not ask you for information from now on." ”

Dawa Dolma asked incredulously, "You betrayed Zao!?" ”

Nasen said: "Now is the world of the Mongols, Hugh wants to mention what the king of Tibet, as the saying goes, the one who knows the times is Junjie, you and I are grasshoppers on a rope, come and come, go down to the ground, I have seen two masters, this is the old man of Asahige, this old man of Huqitu reads;. ”

Dawa Dolma took the plunge and gave them a salute.

Nathan smiled and said, "Don't you use all the Mongolian languages you learned?" As long as you tell them all the sweet words you know, your worth will no longer be two pieces of ghee, and it is not yet dawn, so don't wait for the two masters to go to the kang! ”

Dawa Dolma looked at him and clenched his teeth. I thought that a woman who wanted to be a princess couldn't be a princess, and it wasn't easy to be a watch, but I didn't expect that being a watch would also be difficult. Dawa Zhuoma still doesn't understand what her problem is, and at this moment she is thinking, is she really useless? Or should you not have come into this world at all?

The three gunshots of "bang, bang, bang" at dawn put an end to all the questioning.

It is a small matter to kill a Nasen who carries water, and it is a big matter to kill two Mongolian spies. Now many of the Tibetan king's cronies have turned against the water, and the Tibetans, who had been united, have also collapsed under the iron heel of the powerful Mongols. The Dawa Zhuoma murder case was supposed to be tried and supervised by the local government, but the government, fearing the coercion of the Mongols, unknowingly handed over the prisoner to the Mongolian spy head Tiemuri, and let him vent his personal anger.

Dawa Zhuoma had no nostalgia for this cold world and was determined to die, but he didn't expect that he couldn't even die happily. Locked in a small dark room by the Mongols, she was stripped of her clothes, and the head of the Mongol spy was said to be the grandson of Temujin, but no one had ever seen her true face, and every time he manipulated her in the dark, never speaking.

At the beginning, Dawa Zhuoma was still checking the days in his heart, one day, two days...... 10 days, 20 days...... Over time, in complete darkness, she could not distinguish the flight of the sun, moon and stars, and she could no longer remember how long she had been imprisoned.

However, the outside world is something she could not have imagined. Originally, this was an ordinary murder case, but it made people angry because it made people gnash their teeth, and it spread loudly. In fact, the key reason is that the news from the front battle report that the Tibetan king actually turned defeat into victory, took advantage of the victory to pursue, and chased Lasang Khan's heavy cavalry to the border of Pengbo, so the momentum of the Tibetans rose sharply, and the power of the Mongols in the city of Lhasa was shrinking more and more.

It was already two months later when Cangyang Gyatso saw the collective complaint in the case of Dawa Dolma shooting two Mongolian spies and Tibetan Nasen in the Hall of Light. For two months, he had been searching for Maggie Ami, but the lack of news had made him almost give up hope.

Cangyang Gyatso opened the joint complaint and read it patiently, and he felt ashamed of the weakness of the Lhasa government, because the case involved the Mongol spy leader, how to weigh and deal with it was a matter that affected the whole body. Since the prisoner is still alive, it is better to urge the government officials to come forward to try the first trial.

Cangyang Gyatso wrote a letter to Jixue Dipa, asking him to temporarily supervise the investigation of the matter on behalf of the Tibetan king, and wrote his own intention on it.

Less than half an hour after this letter was sent, Cangyang Gyatso hurriedly sent someone to retrieve it, because he suddenly remembered the name "Dawa Dolma", wasn't this the woman he had seen on the edge of Syracuse that day?

A woman can kill three men in a row, which means that her marksmanship must be surprisingly good, no wonder her fingers are hard calluses...... On that day, when Dawa Dolma lifted the black veil, Cangyang Gyatso held his breath and watched her every subtle movement, the familiar hands - why was only the right hand calloused?

For a moment, it seemed like a long time ago, on a quiet night, under the dim oil lamp, he lay on the pillow and stared at Maggie Ami's hand, his eyes blinking, and he was thinking about the same question at that time.

The self-evident mystery was boiling in his heart—Maggie Ami, is it really you!