"Father!"

Samur screamed and threw himself into the arms of a monk, crying silently: "Father, I have finally seen you, I thought ...... Never to see ...... again in this life You've go! I miss you so much! ”

“......”

"Father...... How did you lose weight...... So much? Who bullied you? ”

......

"Samur, kid, I'm fine, fine, it's fine!"

Compared with Samur's excitement, Monk Juekong was much more indifferent, the excitement on his face was just a fleeting, he gently patted Samur's shoulder, and looked at the master next to him with a slightly embarrassed expression, Master Daocheng, and saw the other party wave his hand: "Juekong, you go to the clean room, Lao Qu wants to give you a few junior disciples here to tell a piece of "Ahama Sutra"!" ”

"Master Xie!"

Juekong looked grateful, nodded, raised his hand and patted his daughter's shoulder, and at the same time smiled at Chao Tuohuan: "You come with me!" ”

......

Daocheng was about sixty years old, his beard was a little gray, but his eyes were still clear, he did not look at the meditation room, but walked to the stone table, sat on the bamboo chair, pointed to the seat in front of him, and said to the three monks in front of him: "Sit down!" ”

Jueyuan on the left, Hu Qitu, the former chief of the guard of Erlebok, was relieved, he bowed to Daocheng, and then sat down; The two monks beside him were much younger, and the two of them glanced at Daocheng, glanced at the door of the meditation room, and then exchanged glances with each other, hesitated for a while, and then sat down and folded their hands......

"At that time, when the moon was full on the fifteenth day, the World-Honored One sat in the open ground, surrounded by all the bhikshus and monks. The World-Honored One said to Sariputta in the night, saying, 'Now all the bhikshus from all directions have gathered together, and they have all worked hard to give away their sleep. I am suffering from back pain, and I want to rest for a while, and now you can speak for the bhikkhus. ’”

“......”

The door of the meditation room is closed, and the inside and outside of the house are cut off into two worlds.

Monk Juekong sat on the futon and pointed to the futon in front of him: "Sit down!" ”

Samur and Tuohuan hurriedly learned to sit down with the appearance of Juekong, Samur has believed in Buddhism, and occasionally meditates, and there is no problem in sitting up, while Tuohuan is still young and a little unaccustomed, swaying left and right on the futon, peeking at Juekong, and then observing his mother's expression from time to time, and occasionally revealing a cunning in his dark eyes.

Looking at his father's loving eyes mixed with a little indifference, Samur's mind was full of thoughts, but he didn't know where to start.

After a long time, Samur whispered: "Father, are you okay all these years?" ”

"Very good!"

Juekong laughed softly, and his voice echoed in the meditation room, slightly harsh: "Child, do you think I'm suffering?" ”

"Isn't it?"

"No, I'm satisfied right now!"

“...... Did you become a monk of your own volition? ”

"Yes!"

"For what?"

"For the continuation of the family!"

"Family – Continuing ——?"

Samuel was a little confused.

Juekong didn't answer, but turned his head to look out the window, where Master Daocheng was preaching the Fa, but the three people listening to the Fa were a little inattentive, and from time to time someone turned their heads to look this way, Master Daocheng didn't pay attention to this, just said it to himself.

It's cold again.

Samuel was a little incredulous, she didn't expect this to be the result, now her father is very calm, calm, even a little indifferent, he only answers questions, but does not explain.

Where did the selfish, lustful, power-grabbing, and incompetent father of the past go? Is it the gray-clothed monk in front of you, close at hand?

Samuel shook her head slightly, driving these thoughts out of her mind, but it was nothing, this was not the main purpose of her coming today.

She was silent for a while, then turned her head to look out the window, and happened to meet the eyes of one of the monks, and she immediately turned her head in fright, and whispered with some horror in her eyes: "Father, are those two people here to spy on you?" ”

"Yes, they are from the Security Bureau, and they change every year, and the tall ones are called Yuanxing, and the short ones are called Yuankong."

"Oh, will they come in?"

"No, Master is teaching the Fa, they don't dare!"

"Why? Master Daocheng is not afraid of the Security Bureau? ”

"Don't be afraid!"

“......”

"Father," Samuel said, after a moment's deliberation, "do you know the current situation?" ”

"What's the situation?"

"Mongolia—and Warat."

"Know something!"

"What do you think will happen after Mongolia and Warat?"

"I don't know!" Juekong said without hesitation.

"Father—"

Juekong was silent for a while, then raised his hand and said, "Take off Huan, you go out for a while, wait at the door, and don't let anyone in!" ”

"-Okay!"

Tuohuan was stunned, he glanced at his mother, and then nodded.

......

"Samur," Juekong beckoned to Samur, "speak closer." ”

"Yes!"

Samur moved his cushion and approached his father.

"Samur, I didn't plan to see you originally, it will cause a lot of unnecessary trouble, but since you have met, you can say anything you want, after today, maybe there will not be many chances for our father and daughter to see each other again."

“......”

Samur lowered his head and thought for a while, then raised his head and wiped his tears, and said in a low voice: "Father, how do you think your daughter should deal with herself?" ”

"Doing it yourself?"

Juekong was stunned for a moment, subconsciously looked out the window, muttered for a while, and said in a deep voice: "Samur, do you want to ask if Dibaonu can rise again?" And even to whom will the steppe end up, right? ”

"Ahh

Samur was subconsciously taken aback, she didn't expect her father, who was a monk, to become so keen: "Father Khan is wise!" ”

"Hehe, actually, I want to talk to you about this today."

"Over the years, my father has become a monk, followed the master Daocheng to beg for dervishes, and his footprints have spread all over Shaanxi, Shanxi, Suiyuan, Hetao and other regions......"

"Begging? Father Khan, you—"

"yes!"

Hearing Samur's amazement, Juekong smiled disapprehantly, he stretched out his right hand and put it in front of Samur: "You see, this is the scar left by the bite of the vicious dog when my father was begging. ”

"Shhhh

Samur looked closer and found that there was an obvious bite mark on the back of his father's right hand, stroked it gently, and said softly: "Was it painful at that time?" ”

"It's okay!"

"How can Emperor Ming bully his father like this, his father is a dignified Great Khan!"

Seeing his daughter's willow eyebrows upside down and indignant, Juekong smiled instead: "This is not what Emperor Ming meant, it is the meaning of the karma teacher, he said that I must eliminate the tribute in my heart and I am slow, otherwise it will be difficult to achieve a positive result." ”

"This bald donkey, he-"

"Shut up! Hugh is nonsense! Juekong's voice raised and he reprimanded harshly.

"Father, I-"

"The topic is a bit far away, you will understand in the future, Master Daocheng is a high monk, and I also take great care of my father, for example, now, if there is no care from his old man, our father and daughter would not have the opportunity to have this kind of conversation."

"Humph!"

Being reprimanded by his father, Samur was a little stupid, but he didn't dare to say more, so he could only snort lowly.

"Over the years, I gradually understand the master's painstaking efforts, he took me to the place where agriculture and animal husbandry are mixed, and even most of Suiyuan is a pastoral area, over the years, the Ming Kingdom has vigorously promoted drought-tolerant potatoes, corn, sweet potatoes and other crops in these places, and at the same time developed animal husbandry, wool and textile industry, Suiyuan can be said to be cattle and sheep everywhere, mules and horses are herds, the life of the local people is much better than the herdsmen in Mobei, at least they can eat and dress warmly."

"In addition, if there is a snow disaster, the Ming court will also provide relief, so the local people mostly regard themselves as Ming people, and are no longer proud of Mongolians."

"If when I first became a monk, I was still unwilling to be a father, but now I am indifferent."

"Because my father knows that it is inevitable that the Ming Court will control Monan, and if Mo Nan is in hand, the Mobei grassland will fall into the hands of the Ming Court, and I am afraid it will not be too far away!"

"Father, it's unlikely!"

Samur was a little unconvinced: "Since ancient times, the Han people have not been able to control the grassland, even if the Han and Tang dynasties are prosperous, there is a confrontation in the grassland, how can the Ming people be able to occupy the grassland for a long time?" ”

"Hehe, then what do you think of the land protection slave - why did your cousin move west?" Juekong raised his eyebrows and smiled with interest.

"It's-"

Samur pondered for a while and said, "The land protector is narrow-minded, unable to accommodate things, and lacks ability, and is afraid of the Ming army, so he moved westward, and it turns out that he did it wrong." ”

"Fei Ye, Fei Ye," Juekong shook his hand: "Over the years in the Ming Kingdom, I have read a lot of books for my father, and at the same time, I have also looked at problems from a different angle, and I have consciously benefited a lot." ”

"Since Xue Chan Khan (Kublai Khan) established the Great Yuan, we Mongols began to split, and the Great Yuan only controlled the Huaxia headquarters and the northern grasslands of the desert in the south and the desert, which was completely beyond the reach of the Western Regions, of course, this was not a problem at that time."

"But when Dayuan withdrew from the Central Plains and returned to Mobei, the evil consequences of the past were revealed."

"Since ancient times, the grassland tribes, if they want to compete with China, must control the Western Regions, that is, control the trade routes connected to the extreme west, so that they can form a large encirclement of China, and can import iron and other materials from the west."

"But the situation at that time was different, let alone control the Western Regions, even Warat, we couldn't control it, let alone Chagatai and Timurid Khanate in the Western Regions."

"Our golden family is confined to a corner of the desert, lack of materials, no power to replenish, the best result is only to exchange markets with the Central Plains, to survive, want to have a big development, it is simply impossible, unless we can defeat Warat, annex the Chagatai Khanate, and even defeat the Timurid Khanate, otherwise ......"

Juekong shook his head.

"And the Ming court is vigorously expanding the northeast, and its troops have reached Bear Lake, so that the southern Mongolian road is blocked, the east is attacked, and the north is extremely cold, then there is only one road left, that is, to the west."

"So the land protector is right, even if I were to choose, there would be no better choice, but his luck was too bad."

Speaking of this, Juekong's voice was a little muffled, and at the same time he shook his head and sighed.

Is that so?

After listening to his father's analysis, Samur felt a little confused, and at the same time a little unwilling, and couldn't help asking: "Is our golden family just finished?" ”

"......" Juekong was silent for a while, and said: "The general trend has gone, and it is beyond human power to recover!" ”

......