In an instant, the sky was dark, sand and rocks were flying, and a strong wind wheal rolled out of the valley mouth, mixed with some huge stones whistling by. Fang Guohuan was shocked, no matter who the person next to him was, he hugged it tightly. After half an hour, the wind suddenly stopped, and the surrounding area immediately returned to calm.

Fang Guohuan heard the sound of the warriors cheering and jumping, and hurriedly opened his eyes and stood up, only to realize that the person he was hugging in a random way was Banga, and he smiled at Banga embarrassedly, and Banga also laughed twice and went aside. When Fang Guolian and Luo Kun turned to look, they couldn't help but be stunned, and saw that both sides of the valley mouth were full of stones thrown out of the wind, scattered all over the ground, thanks to the caravan to avoid farther away, if they met head-on, the people and horses and goods had not flown to where, Fang Guolian and Luo Kun had already encountered a whirlwind trip at sea, but they knew that the strong wind at the mouth of the valley was different from the sea, and the two looked at each other, as if they had palpitations.

At this time, the caravan hurried forward to pass through the valley before the next strong wind came, but fortunately the valley was not very long, and the caravan passed safely in less than half an hour. When I looked at the valley at the other end, it was extremely open in front of me, I don't know where this strong wind came from, Fang Guolian and Luo Kun were particularly amazed, this Himalayan mountain fruit is very mysterious.

The caravan traveled for several days, and it was late at night. I found a few fires in front of me, and when I got closer, I saw a group of Tibetans lighting a fire to keep warm, and there were several tents next to it. When the Tibetans saw a caravan coming, they all got up and greeted them, and the caravan camped here. Fang Guochuan found that the fires burned by the Tibetans were mostly horse dung and cow dung, and he couldn't help but feel strange, when he looked around, the nearby was empty, and there was not a single tree in sight, at this time, the horsemen of the caravan took some wood prepared in advance from the horses and lit more than a dozen bonfires.

Seeing Fang Guo's bewildered sample book, Rabul smiled and said, "There is a great shortage of trees in this part of the Western Regions, so they all use dried livestock dung to light fires for heating and cooking. Luo Kun shook his head and smiled: "I thought that they would be so careful in their daily books, it turned out that there was a reason." At this time, the horsemen exchanged food for some milk tea with the Tibetans, and first used it with Kalun, Rabul, Fang Guolian, Luo Kun and others. Due to the arrival in the Western Regions, Fang Guolian and Luo Kun were so excited that they couldn't sleep, and it was also cold at night, so everyone gathered around the fire to keep warm, drank milk tea, and listened to Rabul talk about the customs of the Western Regions.

Early the next morning, the caravan packed up again, bid farewell to the Tibetans, and continued along the road. At this time, the magnificent scene of the snowy plateau was unfolded in front of you, and the high mountains in the distance were covered with snow, as if they were connected with the white clouds floating in the sky. There was a lake in the empty wasteland, the water rippling and glittering with the lake, and a sparse bush by the lake seemed to add some life to the wasteland. A herd of yaks is idling on dry grass, and shepherds are riding horses and holding long whips, driving the detached animals back and forth.

A river appeared in front of it, the water level was shallow, and the caravan waded over on its own. Rabul told Fang Guolian and Luo Kun that they would be able to reach Lhasa City before sunset tomorrow, much to their delight. In the evening, the caravan camped beside a lake, and resumed its journey at dawn.

The shepherds, cows, and sheep I saw along the way gradually increased. When the shepherds saw this large Indian caravan, they greeted them warmly, and welcomed the guests from afar. A group of wild yaks were running wildly, and the momentum was spectacular, which made Fang Guolian and Luo Kun excited. In the afternoon, the caravan crossed the Brahmaputra River, traveled a long way, and finally reached its destination, and everyone had a smile on their faces, forgetting all the hardships and dangers they had experienced on the road before.

At this time, between the slopes and valleys, large and small monasteries gradually increased, groups of monks came and went, and occasionally smelled a long Dharma horn, in the snow-capped mountains, meadows, cattle and herdsmen, giving people a mysterious and different atmosphere. At this time, the warriors and horsemen of the caravan cheered, and Rabul said happily: "It's time to Lhasa!" ”

When Fang Guolian and Luo Kun looked up, on a mountain in the distance, a temple was built according to the mountain, and the golden dome of the palace was shining with charming golden light. Rabul said excitedly: "This is the Potala Palace!" At that time, the Potala Palace was not as large as it is today, but it was also the most important monastery in Tibet, and the Potala is a transliteration of the Sanskrit word Pudhara, which means "Buddhist holy place". Legend has it that Songtsen Gampo Yingcheng princess into Tibet when the palace was built, after repeated expansion, to the fifth time by the Qing Dynasty Shunzhi Emperor canonization, here vigorously expanded, before and after nearly 50 years to have today's majestic momentum.

The city of Lhasa is located in a valley, with protruding mountains on the north and south sides, and several large monasteries scattered around. As soon as the Indian caravan of Karen entered the city, it attracted the attention of the people, and they greeted these dusty visitors from afar. Lhasa is the religious, cultural, and economic heart of Tibet, and there are pilgrims from all over the world every day, and the streets are lined with shops, merchants and hawkers shouting at each other to attract customers, mostly Tibetans, monks, and beggars, as well as Han Chinese from the interior.

Rabul told Fang Guolian and Luo Kun that the caravan's resting place was the largest merchant in Lhasa, the Zhaba family, and they traded with him every time, and there were also merchants from Han land who traded with him. Since crossing the Himalayas and entering Tibet, Fang Guolian and Luo Kun have returned to the original, relaxed and less eager.

The caravan had gone along the stone path of the street for a while, and when it was almost time to reach a large mansion, many people rushed up to meet it with joy. There was a man who looked like a housekeeper who came forward to greet Karen and Rabul's father, and exchanged a few words of greetings, showing that they were acquainted. Then the gate of the courtyard was opened, and the caravan was ushered into the courtyard, and some servants stepped forward to pick it up.

This house is very large, the houses are scattered, the stables are neat, and most of them are built of stone, because there is little wood in Tibet, except for the doors and windows, all the houses are built with stones. At this time, the people in the courtyard were busy shouting and neighing, and the servants of the groom and the Zaba family were unloading and putting into storage, and hundreds of people and hundreds of horses were in this courtyard, but they did not seem crowded.

A person who seemed to be in charge stepped forward to Fang Guolian and Luo Kun and said: "The official letter of Rabul said that the two of you came with the caravan and are also our guests, and you have worked hard all the way, please go to the room with the villain to rest." Luo Kun picked up the leather bag of jewelry from the horse, and then walked to the backyard with Fang Guohuan and the man, and the horse had its own servant to take care of it.

At this time, Fang Guochuan saw a few Han people standing in front of the door on one side of the house and looking at the courtyard, judging from the clothes, it seemed to be from the original merchants, for some reason, these people were all sad, looked at it for a while, each sighed, shook his head and went back to the house. The person in charge led Fang Guohuan and Luo Kun into a room, explained a few words, and then turned around.

Luo Kun smiled at this time: "It seems that the relationship between this Zaba family and the caravan is not ordinary, and the food and housing are all in charge." Fang Guolian said: "Rabul and they came here to do business, and the Zaba family is naturally their old customers, mutual benefit and reciprocity, which is also the benefit of big businessmen." The two of them took off their suits as they spoke, and after the fatigue of the long journey, they could finally rest in peace.

There was not much time, and a servant brought two servings of tsampa and milk tea, which looked like the original dim sum, and it tasted strange, so the two of them ate it.

In the evening, Rabul came over, and as soon as we met, he said, "I'm sorry for you, you just arrived here, and you're busy with business, so you're lazy." Luo Kun smiled: "There is food and shelter, which is exactly what the two of us want." Rabul sighed at this time and said: "I met with my father and talked about some business matters, and when I asked if there was a caravan returning to Han recently, I learned that there was a rebellion in Han and several Han merchants were stranded here. ”

Fang Guohuan and Luo Kun were shocked when they heard this, and Fang Guohuan was surprised: "There was a war? What's going on? ”

Rabul said: "I don't know the details, I heard that the road back to Han has been blocked due to the rebellion, and some of the goods of the caravan this time are not complete, it seems that the two of you are going to live in Lhasa City for a while, and it is not too late to go back after the Han rebellion has subsided, I have already told the chief steward of the Zaba family, it doesn't matter how long you stay here." Fang Guolian and Luo Kun were stunned for a moment when they heard this. Rabull sat for a moment, comforted them for a few moments, for there was still work to be done, and then got up and took his leave.

Seeing off Rabul, Fang Guohuan shook his head and sighed: "I don't know what kind of war started in the original world?" It would be so nervous, the two of us worked hard, died all our lives, and finally arrived here, thinking that returning to the original was just around the corner, but I didn't expect to stay here again. ”

Luo Kun said: "Since we left the original by sea boat, all the way down to the Western Ocean, and then was swept to Daxi Island by a whirlwind, and then transferred to India by sea ship, out of India and into the Western Regions, it has been more than three years, in the past three years, what happened to the original, I naturally don't know, it seems that this war is not small, I don't know who raised troops to rebel?" ”

Fang Guochuan said: "I saw several original merchants in the courtyard during the day, and they all looked sad, and they couldn't go back, so I asked them, maybe I could know some details." After speaking, Fang Guohuan got up and came to the front yard.

At this time, the torches in the courtyard book were bright, and Rabul was counting the goods with the people of the Zaba family, and the sound of the samurai being drunk was constantly heard in the books on both sides. Fang Guochuan found the room where several original merchants lived, and when he saw that the lights were still on inside, he stepped forward and knocked lightly on the door, and then a voice said, "Come in!" The door was not bolted. ”

Fang Guohuan pushed open the door and walked in, and saw that on a carpet in the room, there were five people sitting and lying in a disorderly manner, with some beef and mutton in between, and everyone was drunk with wine glasses in their hands. Seeing that a young man had entered, one of the older ones asked, "Who is this official secretary looking for?" ”

Fang Guohuan bowed his hand and said: "In the country below, I just came from India with a group of caravans, and I wanted to go back to the original, but I heard that there was an accident in the original, and the road is no longer passable, I don't know why?" So I'd like to ask you for some details. When these people heard this, they all shook their heads and sighed, and the man before pointed to a mat and said, "The official secretary will sit down first." ”

Fang Guohuan thanked him and sat down. But I heard the man sigh: "The official secretary has been away from the original for a long time, it seems that I don't know, and now the original sword soldiers have risen up, and the rebellion of the three kings has been more than half a year." ”

"Three Kings Rebellion?" Fang Guohuan was surprised: "I don't know if it's the three kings?" The man said: "Who else can there be, that is, the king of Hanyang, the king of Jin, and the king of Fu, who committed a rebellion and caused such a disaster, so that we have a home and cannot go back." ”

Fang Guohuan was shocked when he heard this: "King Hanyang has finally reversed!" I didn't expect it to be so fast. Hearing the rebellion of the three kings, Fang Guolian was really surprised. Then he asked, "I don't know where you are from?" How long have you been here? ”

The man sighed: "In Xia Wang Yong'an, he and these brothers are merchants from Yunnan and Sichuan, and they come to this Tibetan land all the year round to do some business. Originally, Yunnan and Sichuan are located in remote areas, although there are three kings in rebellion, they can not be involved for a while, so we still meet together to trade some goods in the Lhasa city of Zhaba's house, who knows that we have just entered Tibet, due to the tight war, the imperial court is afraid of accidents on the border, and the roads in and out are blocked. No, I and a group of goods are blocked here, and it is a trivial matter to fold the capital, I am afraid that the perennial war will continue and end up with a ghost in a foreign land. Although the Zaba family is our old customer, they have lived for a long time, and it is not a law book after all. After speaking, Wang Yongan shook his head and sighed.

Fang Guochuan asked again: "I don't know how far the rebellion of the Three Kings has reached?" Wang Yongan said: "Now Hubei, Henan, Anhui, Jiangxi has been occupied by the rebels a large area of land, although the rebellion has just been half a year, but the momentum is like a bamboo, the court to clean up the army has been defeated one after another, this world has no people's day book passed, the king of Hanyang wants to be the emperor of his own family, but does not care about the life and death of others." After speaking, Wang Yongan sighed again. Fang Guohuan was very surprised, and then resigned, Wang Yongan and others returned to see Luo Kun, and told everything, and the two of them were worried.

Luo Kun was surprised, shook his head and sighed: "Back then, Brother Fang escaped from the Hanyang Palace, even if he didn't die at that time, it would be difficult to escape his doom today. Fang Guochuan said: "In the past, I saw that the King of Hanyang harbored ambitions, and he was a person who made trouble in the world, but I didn't expect him to rebel so quickly, and it was also the imperial court, which created this bane, and now the rebellion of the three kings is huge, and I am afraid that it will not be over in a year and a half, and the two of us can only wait and see." ”

Luo Kun said at this time: "The world is in turmoil, I don't know if the brothers will take the opportunity to make a move?" Fang Guohuan was stunned when he heard this, and then shook his head and said, "No, even my sister won't." Fang Guolian knew that Lian Qiying was a princess of the Ming Dynasty, and she would not lead the crowd to mess with her own world.

Luo Kun said: "I hope that the brothers will stabilize first, and see how the situation changes, and then make plans. The original rebellion has risen, and it is not something we can change, both come and be safe, wait for a while, and tomorrow and visit Lhasa City with Brother Fang, there are many temples here, it is worth seeing. That night, Fang Guochuan was so worried that he didn't sleep well all night.

Early the next morning, Luo Kun took the sullen Fang Guolian to the street to play and relax, and occasionally saw someone talking about the original soldiers' rebellion, although it was Tibetan, but it was also mixed with one or two sentences of Chinese, and they all shook their heads and sighed. met Wang Yongan and a few companions who went to the street to play, and the two sides greeted each other, and Fang Guohuan took him to a wine shop to drink.

When Wang Yongan asked Fang Guolian and Luo Kun how they came with the Indian caravan, Fang Guolian roughly told him about going to sea from Jiangsu to the Western Ocean, and then transferring to Tibet through India. After the wine and food were used up, Wang Yongan said that they would re-invite him tomorrow, but Fang Guolian and Luo Kun responded with a smile, and then Wang Yongan and others said goodbye first.

Fang Guochuan and Luo Kun walked on the street for a while, and when they were about to return to Zaba's house, they suddenly heard a loud voice behind them: "Two young donors, please stay." When the two looked back, they saw a kind-faced lama in a yellow monk's robe standing behind them, followed by two small novices.

Fang Guohuan hurriedly bowed and said, "The teacher called the two of me?" The lama laughed and said, "Not bad." Fang Guolian said: "I don't know what the teacher called the two of us?" The lama smiled and said: "This seat is Anmu, just when I saw that the two donors were extraordinary, and the spiritual light covered the body, they were people with great wisdom roots, and it was difficult for ten thousand people to choose one of them, and the two actually walked together, which is really rare, so they called each other." Fang Guolian and Luo Kun were each stunned.

Luo Kun then smiled and said: "There are so many people on the street, but the teacher only called the two of us, could it be that he wanted to ask for some alms?" Lama Anmu smiled and said, "This seat never lies, although there are many pedestrians on the street, but none of them have such a dazzling aura as the two donors. Luo Kun said with a smile: "The teacher is not lying but is lying about it, how can there be any aura and phosgene in the two of us." ”

Anmu Rama shook his head and said, "The two donors are pure and quiet, but they are deluded by the demonic obstacles in the world, and they cannot know the true self, and they are still ignorant. ”

Luo Kun smiled: "Is this the teacher's teaching?" Can you elaborate on that? Anmu Lama said: "The three of us meet is fate, there are other things in this seat, it is inconvenient to delay, if the two donors are interested, you can go to the Jokhang Temple tomorrow to see." ”

This book was first published.

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