The sun had set again, the night had fallen, and the stars in the sky blinked mysteriously, quietly watching the sheep and cattle whispering on the grassland. In the city of Kulen, the sparse lights flickered, and the soft night breeze faintly heard the laughter of men and women, and everything seemed to be extremely peaceful.

There was a strong smell of meat wafting from the yurt outside the wooden walls of Kulun City, and the herdsmen who were feeding the dogs and driving the sheep outside the yurt were enjoying the tranquility of the evening, and in the city of Maimai, the first snow was about to fall, and in Kulen, Yi was still holding on to the last bit of late spring.

In the evening, the Mongolian plateau is quiet, on the high ground to the south of the city of Kulun, there are several yurts scattered in a scattered manner, a Mongolian girl is next to the yurt to tie the grass into straw bales, most of the men in Mongolia have become lamas, these girls grazing around the city are mostly the needs of the Han merchants in the city.

Suddenly, the girl who was working felt something strange in the air, she stood up and looked south, and there seemed to be no movement, and after a while, when she was done with everything, the girl sang a song there:

As soon as Bu Ma Zengde, who was under the mountain wrap, heard this lingering song, his heart flew out of the sky like a bird. His blood was boiling, and he could not help but ride a fierce horse, and with a whip, he galloped on the vast grassland, and after running around the mountain bag twice, he rode his horse to the mountain bag.

Riding on the back of Bu Ma Zende saw the singing girl, the girl's face was flushed, full of the charm of a young girl, this is Askova, his lover, when the man jumped off the horse, Askova forgot everything, she approached and gently snuggled on Bu Ma Zende's thick and strong shoulders, and said softly, "Grandpa and Grandma went out, and I was left alone at home, I was afraid!" ”

A strange feeling welled up in Bumazende's heart, and he only felt that his air was suffocating, and his chest seemed to be clogged with something. He turned his head in a panic, and inadvertently came into contact with Askova's hot eyes and soft, plump body. For a while, Bu Ma Zengde was dizzy, and the flame that had accumulated for many days erupted in an instant, and he went crazy and put Asgaowa Lou into his arms.

Late at night, the grasslands were plunged into an atmosphere of primeval tranquility. The stars twinkled in the night, silently watching the suffering, sorrow, happiness and joy of the world. The silent moon hung high in the sky like a sharp knife, as if waiting for someone to harvest something with him.

At night, the yurt is shrouded in a silvery white mist, and occasionally there are a few barks of sheepdogs, and the gentle human voice, accompanied by the lights floating on the grassland, provokes people's feelings.

Bumazander and Askova spent a warm night in the yurt, and all tenderness made them hug each other tightly, wishing that it would go on forever and never be separated.

At that moment, the great earthquake and the muffled sound of thousands of horses' hooves trampling the earth woke up Bumazende, who was holding his lover in his arms, and he walked out of the yurt filled with the smell of mutton in his tattered Mongolian robe, and in the direction from which the sound came, he was completely stunned by what he saw.

In the distance, a convoy of horses, lined up in a black line of nearly a mile, was heading in the direction of Cullen City.

"Bu Ma!"

Askova, who was also awakened, looked at the huge horse team in the distance in horror, her trembling body leaned on the body of Bian Bu Ma Zengde, who was a merchant herdsman, looking at the huge horse team, he wanted to run back to the city to report the news, but the trembling body in his arms made him give up.

At this moment several horsemen rushed from the bottom of the hill to the top of the mountain, and the horsemen on horseback looked at the young man and woman with contemptuous eyes, and by the moon Bumazend could see that they had Russian swords pinned to their waists, and the fast guns they carried behind their backs.

Who are they?

"Is Cullen City ahead?"

Just when Buma Zengde was puzzled, the cavalryman on horseback spat out a string of fluent Mongolian language, and the horsewhip in his hand pointed to some lights that were faintly visible more than ten miles ahead, that is, Kulen City.

Bu Ma Zengde, who was stared at by the cold eyes of the cavalry, weakened his knees for no reason, and knelt down with Askova.

"Yes...... Yes, military master! ”

After a while, the cavalry of the brigade appeared on the ancient trade road between the two mountains, and Bu Ma Zengde saw the appearance of this cavalry team clearly, they were all wearing the same, and Mao Zi Bing was almost just a different color of military uniforms, the cavalry on the horse all carried Russian-style sabers on their waists, carrying fast guns, and the majesty of the cavalry on the march only made Bu Ma Zengde's heart tremble slightly.

In the moonlight, he could see the flags they were holding in their hands, and at the tricolor flags he had seen in the shopkeeper's shop, and he finally understood who these people were.

They are Han Army! The Han army in the mouth of the owner!

They're coming to Cullen!

“…… In the past, the Manchus used Lamaism to rule the Mongol people, and if there were eight brothers, seven of them had to be lamas; If there are five brothers, four of them must be lamas; Only one commoner can marry a wife and have children. When the lama wears red and yellow satin, he can sit and enjoy a generous salary. Women do not have the blessing of being lamas, but it is difficult to find a comparable spouse, so they all become the objects of the mainlanders' desires. Because the civil and military officials, the military, and the merchants from the interior of the headquarters could not bring their families with them, they could all find temporary wives here. ”

Liu Pingchuan, who stopped at the side of the team, explained to the people beside him the reason why he rarely met Mongolian men on the way, and when he talked about the temporary wife, his expression became extremely unnatural. Perhaps because of the long march of more than ten days, the pale and thin face became darker and thinner, and the originally slightly sunken eye sockets seemed to bulge out of the eyes.

"On the one hand, there are seven or eight Mongolian men who have only one wife, and on the other hand, there is a Mongolian woman, and there are a number of mainlanders who are her temporary husbands, and in fact a promiscuous society is formed. At the same time, men and women do not pay attention to hygiene, and after contracting gonorrhea and syphilis, they can only listen to nature. I've even heard people say...... Even the living Buddha suffered from syphilis and collapsed his nose. ”

"A group of flower monks!"

Deng Sen laughed and said, the smiling face was full of a look of really barbarianism. And Liu Pingchuan just shook his head.

"In fact, the status of the living Buddha of Jebtsundamba is equal to that of the emperor in Yanjing City in the past, and all the power of life and death of the Mongols is in his hands. He can do whatever he wants, without any scruples. Every year, the princes and their dependents from all over the country have to come to worship once, and some of the princes' dependents are young and beautiful enough to make the living Buddha like, and the living Buddha has the right to force her to stay in the palace and be a "happy Buddha" with them. The princes were worried about his silver power, and the other was afraid that it had become a habit for a long time, and they took it for granted, and they ran rampant against it without resisting it at all. The current living Buddha not only suffers from willow disease, but also has a rotten nose due to his excessive desire for silver......"

"Come on, don't help them explain, the flower monk is the flower monk, the flower monk has heard of this flower monk who has flower willow disease and has a rotten nose, hey! Not to mention, it's the first time I've seen it. ”

With a twist of his head, Deng Sen looked at the division commander beside him.

"In addition to this, you said that we were hiding and hiding along the way, if we arrived at the city of Kulun, would the living Buddha who got the flower willow see us and be paralyzed on the ground in fright!"

"When they get to the city, won't they know? I'm interested in the princes who gathered in Cullen to discuss reading, and what they looked like when they saw us! ”

In the hall of the Living Buddha Palace in Kulun City, a Mongolian-style banquet is being staged at this time, on one side is the steaming whole sheep banquet, on the other hand is the toast song of the Mongolian Chinese women, although the banquet is very lively, but the monks and laymen in this hall have their own hearts, and they drank loudly, until they staggered, and several already drunk princes have stood up and twisted with those Mongolian dancing girls, these princes were called to discuss the reading power plan.

Sitting in the chief Jebtsundamba, looking at the ugliness of those princes, there was occasionally some disgust in the kind faces, not everyone agreed with reading power, the reason why they drank like this was just because they didn't want to talk about reading power.

Chelin Zimit and Hangda Dorziren looked at those princes, and just shook their heads helplessly and sighed, Pokotilov's attitude was not reassuring, his only support was to give more than 2,000 old-fashioned rifles, the attitude of the Russian consul directly affected these princes, without the support of the Russians, in the face of hundreds of thousands of Han troops, reading power can only be just talking.

Hangda Dorji cast his eyes on Pu Shou who was drinking mare's milk wine on the side, this guy said well before, if the living Buddha protects him and the flag soldiers in the minister's office, he will support [***] Li, and even borrow the name of the Manchu emperor, but when it comes to the festival, he doesn't dare to say a word, the 100,000 taels of silver are taken for nothing.

At this moment, the Grand Lama of Kulun City, the Grand Lama of Namusalai, ran into the main hall in a terrified state, looked at the living Buddha who was still seated in the chief, and first knelt down and bowed down according to the bow.

"Live...... Living Buddha, Chinese officials and soldiers to ...... Outside of Cullen...... We...... Let's ......"

As soon as his words fell, there was a burst of horses' hooves in the air, and the princes in the palace listened to the sound of horses' hooves in the air, and their faces turned white at the same time, just listening to the sound of horses' hooves, they could also imagine how many Han soldiers and horses there were outside the city.

"How many people!"

"No less than 10,000 people!"

"How is it possible, how did they come here, why is there no news, could it be that it is the lack of flying!"

Pu Shou, who was originally drinking wine with a wine glass, listened to the sound of horses' hooves, and then listened to the panicked conversations of the surrounding princes and lamas, but Pu Shou, who was still wearing Manchu official robes, stood up and said to Jebtsundamba, who was also at a loss.

"Congratulations to the Living Buddha, I believe that this act of attaching the Living Buddha will be promoted by the ruling ......"

When a sentence came out of Pu Shou's mouth, the originally panicked princes and lamas all turned their eyes to the living Buddha, and Jebu Tsundamba looked at Pu Shou with his mouth open, stunned and speechless.

This...... What's going on? Almost all of them, especially those princes who were already dissatisfied with the Living Buddha due to the struggle for religious and secular power, felt more fear and happiness while feeling doubts.

"You...... What nonsense are you talking about! ”

Handa Dorji stood up and pointed at Park Shou and asked loudly, but Park Shou ignored him and just looked at the living Buddha sitting there.

"Living Buddha, the 20,000 troops of the Second Cavalry Division of the Liberation Army outside the city can wait there, if there is no signal, they think that the Living Buddha is in the hands of others, and they will be able to fire at that time!"

This sentence only made Jebtsundamba's heart tremble, he is a living Buddha, but he is also a human being, since the age of four Jebtsundamba has started his life in a rare and pampered environment in the world. The psychology of being self-centered, self-centered, and not allowing others to disobey has long been ingrained in the depths of my heart, but it is this life that makes Jebtsundamba see his life far more than anything else.

Pu Shou's words were in the ears of Jebtsundamba, undoubtedly reminding him that if he didn't open the city gate, the Guangfu army would bombard the Living Buddha Palace, but in the ears of those princes, especially those who agreed with the reading power before, they changed their minds, and they understood that all this was a conspiracy from the beginning, a conspiracy that the Living Buddha gave them to make them fall into the net.

"Park Shou! You...... Aren't you afraid of going to hell? ”

In the face of Chelin Zimit's scolding, Pu Shou just smiled, but the pain in his heart was afraid that only he could understand, just ten days ago, he got a letter from Beiping, a letter sent by Fujin, and attached to the letter was a photo, a photo of a "flag prisoner" serving hard labor in a hard labor camp, he wanted to die to repay the king, but ...... Looking at the princes and lamas who fell into internal turmoil because of their simple two sentences, Pu Shou had to admire the viciousness of those Duan shopkeepers' thoughts, the princes and lamas seem to be indisputable, the princes and nobles of Zasak and the Lamaism rule Mongolia together, but only one male is allowed in a family, and the other people must be lamas, as well as the large grassland occupied by the lama temple, has long made the two sides and hearts discordant, and now Duan Luzhuang is using his own mouth to light a fire between the lama and the prince here, after this fire is lit, Whether it's true or not, as long as the time comes, the army comes in and cuts off the heads of those princes who support reading, and then praises the living Buddha, they will be considered to have won this Mongolia.

Without the support of the princes, Jebtsundamba would never have been able to read power, and without the support of Jebtsundamba, those princes would not be able to stabilize the throne of Zasak, and in the end both of them could only rely on Nanjing, relying on the support of those Han people to maintain their position in Mongolia.

At this time, there were several cannon shots in the night sky, and the cannon sound seemed to be a reminder of Jebtsundamba and those princes.

"Lord Park, let's hurry up and open the city gate, from now on, if anyone has a split heart, my Tu Xie Tubu will swear to stand with him!"

(To be continued)