Your affection for me

Don't pull like a horse

as to the white Lamb

Let it graze freely

-- The sixth generation of the Yellow Sect leader, Lobsang Rinchen Cangyang Gyatso

The snow since the beginning of winter has been secretly falling at night, and the hazy daytime is rare, and the snow melts as soon as the sun shines, and the roads in Lhasa are full of mud.

As soon as night falls, Syracuse comes alive, and one of the best places to relax during the long winter months is these wine pretenses. Dawa Zhuoma's wine is sold out of stock, not because the wine tastes good, but because the female store is beautiful. Kelsang Ram's wine has been unsold for several months, most of which is due to the woman's bad looks. Maggie Ami's wine is selling quite well, and it would have been better if it hadn't been for the terrain.

As the saying goes, the fragrance of wine is not afraid of deep alleys, Maggie Ami's family lives in the deepest part of the alley, but the wine is stuck in the most conspicuous place at the mouth of the alley, in order to attract passers-by, first-time drinkers, there are Abba and Brother to guide the way, will not be robbed of business by others, Maggie Ami and Grandma greet guests at home with peace of mind, the four of them have their own division of labor, and they are happy.

It was the snowiest night, and the least crowded night, the streets were trampled by the wheels and footprints, and Brother ran back happily with two lumps of black mud stuck to his feet, saying, "Hurry up and burn the pot, hurry up and brush the dishes, there is a distinguished guest coming!" ”

Maggie Ami and Grandma hurriedly lit the fire, and soon, Abba and Grandma came back with an oil lamp and a big yellow dog, followed by two sturdy young men, who helped a man step by step into the yard, when he first stepped into the threshold, this person's dress stunned Grandma, and Maggie Ami was startled, under the oil lamp, a brilliant satin and jeweled ornaments were dazzling, even though he seemed to be as low-key as possible, but his elegant demeanor could not blend into the poor herdsmen's pile.

I didn't expect him to come down the mountain again so quickly, and this time he learned to be obedient, with only two people.

Maggie Ami raised his eyebrows slightly, Cangyang Gyatso didn't wear a hat today, his hair was already more than three inches long, curly and densely covering his forehead and temples, although he was not specially combed and cut, but it was very charming, he was so good-looking with long hair, so that no one could guess his identity and save a lot of worries.

Brother diligently lifted the corners of his clothes for him, and said to Maggie Ami: "Take out your sewing kit quickly, and sew the corners of the robe up for this young master, the snow is still falling, and the muddy water on this ground is getting deeper and deeper, so as not to drown the clean clothes when you go back." ”

Maggie Ami lowered his head and looked at Cangyang Gyatso's feet, the soles of his boots were stuck with two big pieces of mud like Brother's, Maggie Ami covered his mouth and smiled, seeing that his robe was a little long, and he didn't know where he borrowed it, Maggie Ami knew that there were countless people waiting for him in the palace, and those people were eager to wash his clothes, but he thought that if he got his clothes dirty when he went back, his whereabouts might be revealed, so it was better to sew him sew.

Maggie Ami took out the sewing purse, squatted on the ground and sewed it, sewing and sewing, relaxed her vigilance, and accidentally said what she thought in her heart: "When the rosette goes back, I must think about disposing of the mud on the soles of my boots." ”

The sound was not loud, only Cangyang Gyatso heard it, and after the robe was sewn, he took a special look at her, and Maggie Ami hid in the house with an unnatural expression.

The attendant told Abba that he could no longer entertain others to come in and drink, so Abba brought the big yellow dog back and lowered the wine guise. Grandma brought a lot of food with wine, meat buns, blood sausages, jerky, yogurt...... But Changyang Gyatso only ate one meal a day and did not eat anything after noon.

Maggie Ami whispered to her grandmother in the kitchen, "Just give him a kettle of wine." ”

Grandma was overjoyed and said, "He is the young master of a noble family, why are you worried that he can't afford to pay money." ”

Maggie Ami shook her head and said, "I'm not worried that he won't be able to pay the money, he won't eat anything, I don't believe Grandma, you see......"

Grandma secretly watched him through the crack in the door curtain, and a table of good food with all the color and flavor was placed in front of him like air, and he ignored it. Grandma finally believed it, and quickly scalded a pot of the best wine and served it. Cangyang Gyatso is a solid-eyed person, drinking is drinking, nothing else, very hospitable. He picked up the iron flask and poured a full bowl. Maggie Ami thought to himself, if he had a little memory not to drink so quickly this time, and as soon as he thought so, he saw him raise his head and grunt the big bowl, and then pour, drink, pour, drink, and drink three bowls in a row. Abba and Brother watched dumbfounded.

After three bowls of wine, he sat there for a long time with his forehead propped up, as if he had said a few words, and the attendant hurriedly took out a charcoal pen from his arms and scribbled it on the placket of his anti-fur underwear:

The grass dam on the hill is yellow

The leaves of the trees below the hill have fallen

If the cuckoo is a swallow

How nice it would be to fly to the corner of the door

The eggs of cuckoos are often abandoned by their parents in other nests, and they have been fed and raised by other birds, and they have never seen their biological parents in their lives, which is the characteristic of cuckoo birds. At the age of two, he was ordained as a novice monk of the Fifth Holiness and had very few memories of his hometown. There were crystal teardrops hanging from the corners of his water lily-shaped eyes, how could a person leave his hometown without missing his relatives, but unfortunately the cuckoo was not a swallow returning to the south, and he had long forgotten the appearance of his relatives.

Cultured and poetic people are like this, and the sentences that sound like rhyming poems may just be his casual words. He drank bowl after bowl of wine, and no one tried to dissuade him until he was unconscious.

Grandma and Maggie Ami listened secretly behind the curtain. Abba is really difficult, there are only two broken earth houses in the small courtyard with a big palm, one for living and one for storage, how can there be a place for distinguished guests to live, Abba said helplessly: "The small shop is too shabby, I am afraid that I will be wronged by the young master, please go back early." ”

The two attendants were worried, and the rosette went back drunk like this, so that the teachers knew that it was a big trouble.

When they were holding each other, Maggie Ami came out of the house and said, "Abba, leave them behind, there are many houses in the aunt's house, let the elder brother take these two guest officers to the aunt's house to live for a night, you and grandma live in a small room, I will smoke the big room for this young master to live, I won't sleep at night, I will take care of him." ”

Maggie Ami's family was stunned when they heard this arrangement, not to mention how unsafe it was to stay at home casually, how could an unmarried girl be in the same room with a strange man all night? Maggie Ami could not tell Abba that these three distinguished guests were the most respected lamas in the palace, but she had to reveal a little bit of information to Abba that they were all good friends of the king.

Speaking of the Tibetan King Sanjay Gyatso, that is Abba's great benefactor, Abba had a serious illness when he was a child, almost dying, the Tibetan King heard the news and rushed to personally prescribe medicine to him, and saved Abba from the line of death, so many years have no chance to repay the favor, Abba has always been obsessed, today seems to be God's will, is Abba can't ask for it. And things did as Maggie Ami said.

Although the barley liquor pierced his heart, it seemed to have been combined with his soul, and he did not vomit or wake up at night. Maggie Ami was doing needlework under an oil lamp. Abba and Grandma each got up to take care of him twice, and when they saw that he was sleeping soundly, they were relieved. Early in the morning, he woke up to ask for water to drink, Grandma had already boiled the strong tea in the pot, Maggie Ami scooped a bowl into the pot, brought it to the kang for him to drink, he stared at Maggie Ami's lowered face and drank the strong tea, until he left, he didn't say a word reads;.

A few days later, Cangyang Gyatso unexpectedly received a small pot of green plants, which was sent by Rinchen Ongmu, which was a seedling grown from barley seeds, and the roots were coiled together on a piece of absorbent cotton to form a lovely ball, which was elegantly held in a small bowl of fine porcelain.

Cangyang Gyatso showed a smile that was rarely seen before.

On the eve of the Tibetan New Year, the Lama Sangha led by His Holiness initiated a great prayer ceremony at Drepung Monastery, which is located on the southern slope of Genpei Wuzi Mountain in the western suburbs of Lhasa. The palace has been preparing for this puja for three months, and it is also the most solemn Buddhist ceremony since the enthronement of the Sixth Holiness.

Rinchen Ongmu received a very solemn invitation post, it has been a whole year since she came to Lhasa, as the mother of the empty line, she has not yet seen the living Buddha, and it has become a joke to spread out, and even the king of Tibet will not be able to protect it at that time. I can't say for any reason, but Renzhen Ongmu is too lazy to attend the puja and meet any lama leader. There is a saying that "it's not that enemies don't get together", one period of life, gathering and dispersing are fate, and the destined fate can't be avoided even if it is heaven and earth.

The common people often say that "the sedan chair is now piercing the ears and eyes" probably means that this couple, on the morning of the day of the puja, the trip to Drepung Monastery is already ready at the foot of the mountain, and Rinchen Ongmu slowly sits in front of the dresser and dresses up, leaving the accompanying bhikshunis in a hurry, not caring about the rules of the monks. Cangyang Gyatso would rather die than shave his hair, so anxious that the lamas and monks jumped up and down, more than a monkey. Rinchen Ongmu's side did not give up until Mingxin entered the palace to persuade him, and it was not so easy for Cangyang Gyatso to settle down, and in the end the lamas compromised and agreed to hide his shoulder-length hair under his hat to preside over Buddhist affairs.

On this day, there were more than 100,000 people who attended the festival at Drepung Monastery, all the Sangha and the aristocratic group in Lhasa, in addition to the cars of the Mongolian Khan Lhasang and the princess Tsering Tashi, and the rest were scholars, commoners and serfs, accounting for the vast majority.

The large gardens around Longwangtan belong to the backyard of the Potala Palace, and the straight-line distance between Drepung Temple and the Potala Palace is actually not far, but the road is increased because it is necessary to detour the Longwangtan Garden.

Near noon, most of the people finally arrived at the temple. When Changyang Gyatso appeared at the puja, his long black hair stood out under his bright yellow satin hat, and everyone, including the king, was shocked. Lassang Khan and Princess Tsering Tashi looked at each other with a look of amusement, and a scornful smile appeared on the corners of the couple's eyes.

This subtle action was seen by many people, and people turned their eyes to look at Zao, thinking that he would be angry, sorry, Zao looked calm, as if he didn't care at all, but only Mingxin noticed that his palms were quietly clenched in his sleeves - this rebellious behavior of His Holiness Rosette had long been expected by him, but he did not expect that he would be caught off guard on such a grand occasion.

Cangyang Gyatso was carried by many monks to the dragon throne, looking at the ethereal clouds on the top of the mountain in the distance without squinting, compared to the nobles below with different expressions, how frank and solemn he was. His beautiful curly hair and golden satin hat always complement each other, no matter which angle you look up like a holy statue, exquisite facial features are like a painting, even the most superb painting skills are difficult to describe, lotus petal-like eyes are ethereal and lofty, even rooted in the three paths but have the pure and unstained nature of the living Buddha, it is this beautiful and young living Buddha that makes the bloody Tibetans bow down under the rule of the aristocracy. Step by step, the people prostrate themselves at the foot of the hillside of the monastery, and the tiny human heads are like grains of sand in the Ganges, and when they prostrate, they are like floods that continue one after another.

This scene made the corners of the drooping eyes of the Tibetan King Sanjay Gyatso fly again, and his face was suddenly filled with a bold and fearless brilliance. Lasang Khan buried the pride he had just bred deep in his heart