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466 snowy wind and clouds, begging for subscriptions and tickets

"Rezhen Buddha, look at this......"

The two great lamas, Xianpa Gyatso and Ngawang Duanzhi, just kept shaking their heads, reciting the strange tantra ** in their mouths, and they refused to express their position. Di Mu Living Buddha didn't know how many words of "old fox" he scolded in his heart, but in the end, he really had no choice, so he had to come to the teenage boy Living Buddha and ask him for his opinion.

"This ......" Rezhen Living Buddha was stunned when he heard this, and hurriedly turned his eyes to his two teachers, but the two great lamas were still expressionless and did not give their disciples a look. Rezhen frowned, thought for a moment, and then asked, "Dimu Living Buddha, what if Lama Lai doesn't listen to our advice and is bent on taking refuge in India?" What can you do to keep him? ”

The two great lamas, who were reciting the sutras with or without their mouths, both turned their eyes on their beloved disciples with approval. This question is well asked, you are a living Buddha here in vain, or hurry up and show your hole cards

Di Mu Huo Buddha smiled faintly, stretched out a pair of fleshy hands and slapped it twice, and the eight servants who had been waiting outside for a long time carried two boxes in when they heard the sound, and then opened them in public, and the gold inside was full of gold bars, and there were more than 10,000 taels.

Both great lamas took a deep breath at the same time, their eyes wide and staring at the Living Buddha Dimu. Dimu smiled and didn't answer, just waved his hand lightly, motioning for the servants to leave. After they walked away, they lowered their voices: "These gold were transferred to Sera Temple by the Kuomintang Military Intelligence Bureau at the request of the little monk, and Drepung Temple also has a copy there." Let's make it clear to the Buddha, this time the matter was done by the Kuomintang and GCD, so it is absolutely impossible to fail, and their elite warriors have secretly infiltrated the Tibetan army in Lhasa, and many people have been bought. When the time comes, if Lama Lai insists on going to India, we will have to launch a military remonstrance."

The Buddha paused for a moment, and then threw out another sentence: "They can get rid of even the Lai Lama, let alone people like you and me......"

Hearing this, the muscles on the faces of the two great lamas suddenly twitched, and their eyebrows were furrowed tightly, knowing that Di Mu's words were very rebellious, but they didn't dare to refute them. The teenage Xiao Rezhen lowered his head in a low pressure, and seemed to dare not say a word.

The air in the room was as silent as death, and Dimu looked at the three people in front of him again and again, all of whom bowed their heads and did not dare to meet the terrible eyes. In the breathless quiet, the Rezhen Living Buddha suddenly raised his head and smiled, and his childish face was faintly revealing some Shen Xiong's bearing.

"You are quite right, Lord Timfo, we cannot let the Thirteenth Dara go to India. That would cause turmoil and bloodshed in Tibet, which the Buddha would not have wanted. We monks should have the consciousness of sacrificing our lives for sentient beings, and we should not allow sentient beings to suffer misfortune because of our stubbornness......"

Rezhen smiled slightly, and bent down at the two great lamas: "Two teachers." This time, I'll sit back in Sidrin Rezhen Hutuktu, and I agree with Dimukhuktu's approach."

Hearing Re Zhen call himself "Hutu Ketu", Dimu Living Buddha's eyes flashed, and he was a little more excited......

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Summer is the most beautiful season in Lhasa, with blue skies and white clouds, flowers blooming, and it is also the season of the year when oxygen is most abundant and the human body feels the most comfortable. At this season, the Lai Lama, who rules Tibet, leaves the majestic and splendid Potala Palace on the Red Mountain and takes his "Gesha" and his retinue to Norbulingka, a summer palace with a pleasant view. Attend business there, spend the summers and spend the most enjoyable season of the year. This year was no exception, although he was bedridden, the 13th Lai still moved into the largest artificial garden in Tibet on time with his "Ge Lun" and the monks. Every day, I will drag the sick body symbolically to deal with the unheavy official duties, and most of the time is used to recuperate the body so that it can recover. The days are passing by like this, no different from the past few hundred years, and it seems that such days will continue forever.

In the Xiuchilinka barracks, not far from Norbulingka, it was also quiet, only the sound of cicadas was heard, which was the same as usual. Several sentries dressed in traditional Tibetan costumes, carrying Tibetan knives and spears, stood lazily at the entrance of the barracks. His eyes didn't look at the streets and alleys outside, but he kept looking at the buildings inside the gate, and he didn't know why there was always lingering fear in his eyes.

One after another "gossip", I don't know what's wrong, suddenly spread in the Xiuchilinka barracks. To say that the Han people in the east of Tibet want to send 100,000 troops to Tibet, these Han soldiers are the most sophisticated German goods, and they have just defeated the Russian and Japanese armies of several thousand people in Tibet, and they are completely vulnerable in front of them

Fortunately, however, these Han soldiers did not come to deal with the Tibetans and the Lai Lama, but to expel the foreigners who had invaded Tibet. After driving away the foreigners, they completely blocked the Yadong Pass and cut off contact with India. In this way, Tibet can go back to the past, just like for thousands of years, with only the Buddha and the lamas, and a few "ministers in Tibet" who don't care about everything. There were no more harmful New Deals, no onerous military service and no taxes, and they will never change

It's just that those Tibetan traitors who have sold their souls to foreign devils and believe in foreign religions do not want their masters, the British, to be expelled, but want to send these hard-working Tibetan troops in the Xiuchilinka barracks to the battlefield to serve as cannon fodder. And they themselves were going to kidnap the Lai Lama and flee to India to join the foreigners, and never to return

During this time, every night, there were longing figures coming and going in the Xiuchilinka barracks. Everyone looked solemn. In particular, Maggie Dorjee and Lobsang Zhuonan, two Daiben (commanding 500 Tibetan soldiers), have been in the barracks every night for the past few days, even sleeping in a random room for two hours, and not to be served by slave girls. Then the eyes are red, and their family's carriage will bring the mysterious visitors who never show their heads to the barracks to meet them. And today it is even more daylight, there are mysterious carriages coming in and out, and it seems that something unusual is going to happen......

"Maggie Rosan" was a small, eager shout from outside the door. Along with the shouting, there was the sound of heavy, hurried footsteps.

Listening to this voice turned out to be the living Buddha of Danji Temple. Maggie Dorjee, who was sitting indoors, just smiled faintly and calmly and quietly. This conspiracy, which has been carefully planned by Maggie and his son for many years, has finally reached the most critical time, and the closer to the moment when the hole cards are revealed, Maggie Dorjee, who has already gambled everything, has calmed down. As the central figure of the conspiracy, his every move now will be watched by dozens of pairs of eyes, and even the slightest panic can collapse those tense participants, and perhaps betrayal and betrayal will follow......

Footsteps and shouts grew louder and louder, and the door to the room was slammed open. What greeted the eyes of everyone in the room was the Dimu Living Buddha who was excited, excited and nervous and about to faint. He was dressed in full Buddha attire and looked like he had just attended some important meeting in Norbulingka. At this time, a swarthy fat face was already flushed, and he was panting for breath with his mouth open.

The Buddha took several breaths, stared at Maggie Dorjee with his eyes, and after a while, he said, "Things have changed, and Lai Lama has decided to leave India, and Lai Gelen will personally accompany him." I left tonight, it was the light car Jane who secretly left Lhasa to go to Yadong, and the guards were the elite Tibetan soldiers of the two generations. Maggie Rosan, our chance."

He deliberately kept his voice down, but still made it clear to the rest of the room. Luosang Zhuonan closed his eyes and let out a long breath. Maggie Dorjee said calmly: "That's it...... When was the decision made? Is the message reliable? ”

Dimu Living Buddha grabbed a cup of butter tea on the table, took a big sip, and took a deep breath: "The news is absolutely reliable, and it was announced by Lama Lai Lai himself at today's meeting. He said that he had asked the gods to make a hexagram, saying that today was an auspicious day to leave, and he would not be able to leave after today. What do I think...... It was the group of people who bought off the gods around the Lai Lama. ”

Maggie Dorjee nodded slowly and slowly stood up. The eyes of everyone in the room were on him, including Huang Hui, who stood motionless in the corner like a wooden carving. He couldn't understand Tibetan, but he could feel the smell of gunpowder in the atmosphere of the scene.

Maggie Dorjee turned around, glanced at Huang Hui, and said softly, "Brother Yao, can you act tonight?" ”

Huang Hui smiled coldly: "Time, place, death...... Or alive? ”

Maggie Dorjee turned around and glanced at the Living Buddha and smiled slightly: "Buddha, we are also setting off tonight, and we should be able to intercept him in Qushui." The affairs of Lhasa will be presiding over with your father and Brother Luosang. By tomorrow night at the latest, you will be Hutuketu, and we in Tibet will be able to shake off British control and return to a thousand-year-old life. Speaking of this, he deliberately raised his voice again: "And everyone who participates in this operation can get their due reward for Ge Lun of Ge Xia, the governor of various places, and the status of the great nobles, serfs, land, gold, and the official positions of the national government...... There are all such opportunities, this life is this time, you should take advantage of it. ”

Everyone nodded heavily, with an excited expression on their faces. Everyone knows that Lama Lai Lai's escape from the secret this time is simply a godsend. If he was hiding in the heavily guarded Norbulingka Summer Palace, the Tibetan army of more than 1,000 people they could control, as well as thousands of lamas and house slaves, might not be able to break in. Moreover, after all, the Lai Lama is a god-like figure, and it seems that it is quite difficult to really get those Tibetan soldiers and lamas to attack Norbulingka. But ambushing a fleeing army of one or two thousand men is much simpler. There is no need for even Tibetan soldiers, and the "special forces" of more than 100 people brought by the fierce Han man Huang Hui can win a big victory

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In Tibet, it rains a lot at night in summer. It was originally a cloudless sunny day, but as soon as it was evening, dark clouds would suddenly fill the entire sky, and bursts of muffled thunder would roll through the air from time to time.

On the road south along the Lhasa River, the wind before the storm whined and howled. It was dark all around, and only a dim lantern barely illuminated the road. The 13th Lai Lai's team to the south was also extremely cautious, and every time he passed through a village, he would always send a lama to find out about the local Tibetans, and there was indeed nothing abnormal, so he got up and went forward. Again, the reason was to prevent someone from taking the opportunity to assassinate the Lai Lama...... Under the seemingly calm political atmosphere in Tibet, there has always been an undercurrent. And the fact that the 13th Lai Lai can become one of the few "long-lived" lamas in Tibet is naturally inseparable from his usual prudence.

The soft sedan chair in which the Lai Lama rode was even more heavily guarded, and even the former commander-in-chief of the Tibetan army, Rubrong Gelun, was fully armed, riding a horse and walking side by side with a sedan chair.

Today, the 13th Lai Lai is escorted by the most reliable Tibetan soldiers, and the two generations are still relatives of the 13th Lai Lama. And the armament is also excellent, all of them are British-made Lee Enfield rifles. At this moment, they were all loaded with bright bayonets, and the dim light emitted by the lanterns was also shining, which made people look extremely relieved.

"Polish." The tired voice of the D Lai Lama came from the palanquin: "I have wronged you in the past few years, I know that you are loyal, but ...... Those people around me don't want to change, hundreds of years and thousands of years have come down like this, and their brains have long been stiff. ”

Hearing the words of the Lai Lama, his heart was sour, and he almost burst into tears. Truth be told, he doesn't want to change either. As a great nobleman and Gelen, he was originally a vested interest in Tibet's special political system, and it would be of little benefit to him to change this system. It's just that...... Knowing what the outside world was all about, he deeply felt that it was impossible for Tibet to remain unchanged. The question is how, and by whom? Moreover, Tibet is, after all, a closed and backward place with a sparse population, and it is simply unrealistic to win a place in this world by relying on its own strength. The question is just to hug the thighs of the British Empire, or the Republic of China, which is messing around with itself? No, I don't know what's wrong with this Republic of China, but now it's not messy

"Polish. You say that if we rely on the Republic of China of the Han people, just like the Qing Dynasty that relied on the Manchus in the past, let us go back to the kind of life in the past, okay? Listening to the tone of the Lai Lama, there was a faint yearning for the Republic of China.

Wipe the velvet was stunned when he heard this, and he didn't know how to answer for a while? Go back to the comfortable and comfortable life of the past, continue to be a great nobleman, be Glenn, and sons, grandsons, great-grandchildren, and continue to do it from generation to generation. Either Geren is the chief steward, or to be a living Buddha, to be a khenpo...... Aren't the millions of serfs in Tibet serving these 100 great nobles? On such a day, the serfs have no opinion, and if he is a big nobleman who lets thousands of serfs serve him be dissatisfied, this Buddha will not let him go, right? But the question is, can he go back to the past? He's covered in British labels......

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The rain became heavier and heavier, and all those who were exposed could not open their eyes. The procession marched slowly along the Lhasa River, except for the Lai Lama, who was sitting in a sedan chair, although all the people were dressed in robes, but they were still drenched all over their bodies, and they were blown by the cold wind of the night, and they were all shivering there. It is estimated that these Tibetan soldiers and lamas have already scolded the Lai Lama for secretly fleeing in their hearts. In this kind of weather, I was not guarding my wife and children at home, but I actually ran out to escape...... Didn't the Han army reach Qamdo yet?

The Thirteenth Lai Lama lifted the curtains on the palanquin, and dozens of special lanterns, lined up in two rows, barely illuminated the road. You can also see the rain mountains falling from the sky, and the dense almost formed a rain wall. The whole procession became a blur. Tibet's future, its own future, just like the world in the rain, cannot be seen clearly from afar......

Suddenly, a few lanterns somehow fell to the ground and then went out, and there was a small commotion in the procession, as if someone had fallen. In addition, there was a faint crackling sound, which sounded like a cannon battle often set off by lamas during festivals......

The Thirteenth Lai Lama frowned slightly, with such a heavy rain, who would have nothing to do with running to the wilderness to set off artillery battles? Suddenly, there was another crackling sound, and rows of flickering orange-red light flew from the woods on the side of the road to the marching column at a very fast speed, and then there was a terrified scream like a ghost crying wolf.

"The enemy attack is the enemy attack, quickly protect the d, Lai Lama, quickly protect the sedan chair......" Wipe Rong has also come back to his senses at this time, shouting loudly to arrange the battle. It's just that the former commander-in-chief of the Tibetan army was completely panicked at this time, and actually forgot to order his subordinates to extinguish the lantern in his hand.

At this time, the Tibetan army also began to shoot back indiscriminately, and the rows of bullets were shot out as if they didn't need money, and they didn't care where the enemy was, in short, it was good to shoot a few shots to strengthen their courage.

......The ambush soldiers in the woods actually set up machine guns, and a string of hot tongues of fire spat out, killing rows of Tibetan troops who fired back indiscriminately. Then there were two loud booms, and two fireballs rose in the battle line of the Tibetan army

Is this a cannon?

They actually have cannons, who are they? What's going on? Extreme fear, the Lama clenched his fists and shouted: "What happened to wipe the velvet, who are they?" ”

At this time, the shouting of killing sounded, and this voice sounded clearly Chinese.

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