On a late autumn night, the moon is in the sky, and everything is quiet. Zhixin stared at the starry sky outside the felt bag, imagining...... This eleven years of monks and laymen seems to be in an instant.

And this round of years not only fulfilled the wishes of his mentor Master Huiyong; It also witnessed the unprecedented calamity and nirvana rebirth of the western Xinjiang and Turghut tribes...... It's worth the trip!

It's a crisp autumn night. I saw that the handle of the Big Dipper pointed to the west, and Tianshu and Tianxuan pointed to the east. He felt that it was time for him to leave the tribe, return to Famen Temple, and continue his cultivation.

Zhixin entered the felt bag, but what was churning in his mind was still the immortal feat of the Turgot tribe to protect the family and the country. My heart is stirring! So under the butter lamp, he raised his pen and wrote a poem "The Soul of Tianshan - Yongyun Tribe". The Zanturghat tribe said:

In the past, I heard that it was difficult to return to the east, but now I have built miraculous feats to protect the country.

The Khan King swept the Wolf Valley, and Hatun fought for seven stars.

Kicking the enemy camp outside the overpass, Licheng punished the thieves on a moonlit night.

After ten thrilling years, the tribe on the clouds has been reborn!

After reading the question, I always feel that I am still unfinished! I feel that these brave heroes, touching the heavens and the earth, and the heroic stories that are heart-wrenching, should be spread to China. Never let time pass; Instead, it should shine with the sun and the moon, and with the mountains and rivers! Then he picked up the pen again, and the title was a poem "The Soul of the Tianshan Mountains - Remembering Turgot". Words:

The tribe on the clouds has opened the road to heaven, and the people on the edge of the town have been peaceful for a hundred years.

After a round of bloody storms, the bare galls are even more in the same heaven and earth.

There are many loyal bones in the north and south of the Tianshan Mountains, and the mountains and rivers of Shenzhou are embraced.

The imperial court reward is not expensive enough, and the historian should take the wind the most.

After Zhixin finished inscribed two poems, he copied them again and took them with him; In order to spread it to the people in the mainland in the future, remember the heroic tribe to protect the country and the town!

At this time, I thought: If Tianming resigns, everyone must not bear to separate and earnestly stay, and the scene is embarrassing. But if you just say goodbye like this, I am afraid that the master and apprentice brothers will misunderstand you and cry sadly and can't let go...... After thinking about it again and again, I decided to make a special painting.

In the picture: a bright moon on the horizon. Under the bright moon, a little monk walked in the desert with his hands folded. There is a big mountain behind the little monk; Far ahead, there seems to be a temple. When you look closely, the little monk who is walking is still looking back at the mountain, as if he has the meaning of lingering. At the top right of the painting, there is a poem entitled "Farewell to the Heavenly Mountains". Words:

Shami was supposed to be accompanied by a green light, but he did not want to step into the red dust.

Bodhi Populus euphratica is inherited, half monk and half layman.

Although the fate of the road was determined in the previous life, the opportunity was not over.

The Buddha is blessed and prays for peace for all beings!

After Zhixin finished painting, he dried the poems and paintings and placed them properly; I cleaned the felt bag again. When I see that everything has been cleaned up, I feel satisfied. So he took the dry food and bags that had been prepared, and quietly went to the old road of Loulan in the southeast direction by the moonlight......

The day after Zhixin embarked on the journey back to his hometown overnight, it happened to be the rest day determined by the "Boy Scout Training Camp" and the "Tribal School". There were no training assignments or classroom sessions. Everyone wants to get a good night's sleep and wakes up late.

It's almost noon. Lama Mu Cheng came to debate the scriptures, only to find that Zhixin had left pen and ink and had gone away. I was stunned!

Dorji got the news and was surprised! Immediately shouted to the high mountain, Qi Feng, and Niman, and galloped all the way for two hundred miles to catch up with Zhixin. But it was never seen...... The four of them fell to their knees on the top of the mountain, bursting into tears...... Facing the east, I wish the "Master" Zhixin a safe journey!

With tears in his eyes, Dorji sang the fourth paragraph of "Tianshan Pastoral" again. Everyone sang along:

O holy and rich Erbin Mountain!

It is a place coveted by robbers.

Underneath each peak,

It's all the battlefield I'm fighting for.

Hand blade thief, guard Eji and the girl in my heart,

It was the Immortal Heaven who gave me magical powers.

If the enemy's guns shoot through my chest,

Please bury me high on a hill!

My body will turn into another mountain,

My heartbeat is forever stirring on the prairie......

This was originally a very cheerful folk song, but at this time, the four of them sang very low and sad. It's as if everyone's hearts are broken and their hearts are broken!

Ten years. Countless times side by side, fighting on the battlefield to protect the family and the country, fighting with the Agubo invading army and the British mercenaries for their lives, life and death together! He also rejuvenated countless times and saved the lives of the tribal people. This makes everyone's relationship with this half-monk, half-layman, "master" Zhixin, who is also a teacher and a friend, have been deeply rooted in the bone marrow; It seems to be better than the nurturing feelings of parents, and it cannot be parted!

In addition to the pain, Dorji unconsciously remembered Gu Li's desolate "Hometown", and couldn't help singing:

My family lives by the river, lush with willows and poplars.

Ancestors have worked hard for generations, and spent time with birds and flowers.

Since coming to the West, the family has been broken and people have died.

I don't know when I saw a clear sky, and the sun and moon were boundless.

Pray that the sand sea will rise and the waves will bury the thieves and wolves

Then persuade the heavenly prince to descend on the divine power, first get rid of the thugs and then be peaceful.

Look to the east, tears and two lines; Look east, look east......

Everyone was crying and singing...... I hope that the "Master" can hear this farewell song for him. The euphemistic and poignant sound of heaven echoed in the valley for a long time......

Qi Feng saw that everyone's heavy mood could not be relieved, and suddenly thought of the previous Hajj of King Khan's pilgrimage to Beijing. He stopped sobbing and comforted everyone, saying:

"Now the world is peaceful. In the future, when the Little Khan and Hatun entered Beijing to meet the emperor, they would definitely go through the Hexi Corridor and the Guanzhong Plain. In that case, you can pass by Famen Temple...... At that time, we asked for an escort. I will be able to see Master Zhixin again in Famen Temple......"

When everyone heard Qi Feng say this, they suddenly felt hopeful! Suddenly, my mood began to improve.

Gao Shan said to himself: "Master Master was born in Wuding Mansion in Shandong Province and grew up in Fengxiang Mansion in Shaanxi Province, and his monk is also in Famen Temple in Fengxiang Mansion. I definitely like Shandong Bangzi and Shaanxi's Qin dialect. If we could sing Shandong Bangzi and Shaanxi Qin dialect, maybe he could hear it. It's a pity ......"

Dorji's mood was also slowly soothed a lot, and he said to Qi Feng:

"That's right! You and Gao Shan's oldest hometown seem to be also in Wuding Mansion, Shandong. Later, his hometown was also near Famen Temple in Shaanxi...... In that way, not only will you be able to meet the 'Master', but you will also be able to go back to your hometown! ”

Qi Feng nodded and said: "From Wuding Mansion in Shandong Province to Fengxiang Mansion in Shaanxi Province, it is all caused by the Yellow River Breakdown. When I was a child, when I heard my parents talk about these things, they were all tearful and crying. It's miserable! Can you go back to your hometown and see what it is like now? It's definitely a must......"

Dorji listened, and suddenly his face sank! He pointed at Qi Feng and Niman and said:

"It's all you two grinding and chirping. Drag my sister's family affairs to you Zhang Luo! Not to mention not to mention the blessing of the 'master', and let the 'master' leave us with regrets...... I beg you two, don't hesitate any longer, don't delay any longer! Let's all get married...... When the time comes. We, the 'Boy Scouts', brought our families and mouths, went to visit Master Zhixin together...... Take the opportunity to visit your hometown. Let's see what is the 'Hexi Corridor'? What is 'Guanzhong Plain'? Finally, I also went to see the city of Beijing. If you're having fun, just go to your oldest hometown, Wuding Mansion. Look at the water of the Yellow River, how does it enter the sea? …… All right? ”

As soon as they heard this, Qi Feng and Ni Man's drooping heads instantly stood up. Answer aloud:

"Okay! ……”

Takayama suddenly seemed to remember something? He tugged Dorji with his hand. Said:

"Before we go. When I was in my felt bag, looking at the painting left by Master Zhixin, I felt that there was still content on the back. ”

Everyone was amazed!

"What's the content?" Dorji hurriedly asked.

"I just saw the upper left corner of the painting, around the bright moon, and it didn't seem to be a cloud; It's like ink coming through the back. What is it? I don't know? Go back and see. Takayama said.

"Then go back and see. Launched! Dorji shouted.

The four of them hurriedly got on their horses. Head back towards Halmodun......

Dorji was on his horse, his head combing through what had happened recently. He wondered, what was going on? As a result, the "master" didn't even say hello, and left the tribe at night. But after thinking about it, I didn't find a convincing answer in the end.

While Dorji's mind was full of thoughts, the four of them had already hurried back to the tribal camp in Halmodun.

When you can see the many battle flags of the camp fluttering in the wind from afar. He suddenly remembered the conversation between Zhixin and Wei Xiao in the camp of the Western Expeditionary Army in Barentai...... He seemed to wake up suddenly! Immediately raised his right fist and stopped the horse in an instant. The other three were shocked when they saw Dorji make a warning move! They all immediately stopped their horses and gathered around them in confusion.

Gao Shan stepped forward suspiciously and asked, "What's wrong?" ”

Dorji shouted anxiously, "It's broken! ”

"What's wrong?"

"We're going in the wrong direction! ……”

"How do you know you're going in the wrong direction?"

"That day, when I went to Bingdaban to pick snow lotus, I passed by the barentaxi army camp. Master Zhixin repeatedly inquired from Brother Wei Xiao about the old road of Loulan from Dunhuang to Ruoqiang and then to Korla. Do you remember? ”

Everyone also suddenly woke up!

Qi Feng said: "Oops! In that case, Master Zhixin will go from us to Korla Nanshan and go in the direction of Yuli and Ruoqiang. We have been chasing stupidly in the direction of Tuoxun and Turpan. These are two divergent directions, no wonder they can't catch up with ......"

Takayama asked Erji, "What then?" ”

Dorji thought for a moment and said solemnly: "Although the 'master' has taken away some dry food, there are also some 'milk lumps', but this 2,000-mile desert will take at least more than a month. How can that be? In this way, let's hurry back now, bring more 'milk bumps' and water, and chase down the Peacock River." When they caught up, give him the food and leave him two horses; Let's come back again. What do you think? ”

Gao Shan nodded and said, "Okay!" ……”

Qi Feng sighed, shook his head and waved his hand and said, "Hey! I see that we are all in vain! ”

Gao Shan asked suspiciously, "Why is it in vain?" ”

Qi Feng sighed again and said, "Actually, think about it calmly now. With the skills of the 'master', as long as there is water and food, bandits, thieves, and desert beasts cannot help him. Even if we catch up with him and send him two horses; Not only will it not work, but it can only add to his burden. ”

Dorji was puzzled! He asked Qi Feng, "Why don't I understand what you said?" Be careful! ”

Qi Feng sorted out the chaotic clues, "Let's talk about it first, this Korla of Loulan is half of Ruoqiang." The most lacking thing in the desert is water! The Peacock River and the Tarim River have a lot of water and keep flowing this year, so there is no problem with water along the way. But if you take two horses, although you can go faster, what do the horses eat? The forage brought with it does not last for a few days. If you just eat those reeds by the river, you will lie down in three days! …… Besides, from Ruoqiang to Dunhuang, that half. The Shule River has been cut off, and if it does not rain, there is neither water nor grass; One person is okay to maintain, what about the two horses? …… I think that by sending the horse to the 'master', we are adding a burden to him. On the contrary, it spoils the great things of the monks' practice! ……”

Gao Shan hurriedly asked, "You mean, Master Zhixin is studying Fa Xian and Tang Seng." Specifically to go this way, is it to practice enlightenment? ”

Qi Feng nodded and replied, "Yes! I think. Master Zhixin decided to take this part of the Loulan Old Road, which was to cross the desert to Dunhuang, and then cross the Hexi Corridor to return to Famen Temple. He is ready to walk this part of the road that the monk Faxian and Tang Sanzang have walked, which is to experience the Buddhist principles of the ancients who share the sorrow with nature and share the world. This is a form of monastic practice, an ascetic path to increase the path. We ordinary people can't understand it at all! It's incomprehensible...... What we had to do was to do him a disservice. ”

Dao Erji was a little anxious, and said to Qi Feng: "You have been talking for a long time. This doesn't work, that doesn't work! So what do you say? ”

Qi Feng thought for a moment and said solemnly: "I think that if we really want to do something for Master Zhixin's eastward return to Famen Temple, the best way is to ......"

He looked at Dorji and Gao Shan, shook his head and continued, "You two are going to be fathers soon. Definitely not going to work...... The best thing to do is this: Niman and I catch up and accompany Master Zhixin across the desert. Let's wait for you at Famen Temple......"

Dorji's eyes widened! yelled: "You kid has been talking for a long time. I just want to go to the monk with the 'master' and practice as a monk, right? ”

Qi Feng explained: "You don't have to be a monk! That's how it goes......"

Dorji waved his hand and said, "That's not going to work either!" I just said yes. When the time comes, let's go to Famen Temple to see the master. You kid, you want to go it alone now? Can you really say it? ”

Gao Shan said: "Since we are trying our best to chase it, we are causing chaos to the master; It also hinders the Master's practice. I think it's better to forget it, don't chase it. For now, let's hurry up and do our own thing, and go to Famen Temple together when the time comes. This may be the guidance of fate, right? ”

Qi Feng reminded: "Even if we chase it down, it will be troublesome." Because after arriving at Yuli from Korla, there are two old roads in Loulan. In the end, Master Zhixin walked along the Peacock River to Bailongdui and Luo Bu Naoer; Or follow the Tarim River and go to Tieganlik and Ruoqiang? There's no way to know for sure. You say, "Where are you going?" ”

Niman muttered, "Stop arguing, let's go back and see the painting......

Everyone nodded slightly. They all looked in the direction of the desert to the east and glanced affectionately...... Together, they clasped their hands together and bowed deeply to the east!

Then he turned his horse's head and galloped towards the yurts on the side of the tribal camp......

Zhixin lives in a felt bag. Xu Xueying, Catherine, Ma Lan, Ma Tiansheng, Gu Li and Sang Lan, as well as Cai Cike with his son Bayinda, are all waiting for news from Dorji and them...... are also quietly looking at the ink treasure left by Zhixin; Chew on its Chinese characters repeatedly, and savor the deep and majestic beauty of the text. But I was a little stunned in my heart!

The four of Dorji hurried into the felt bag. They carefully flipped the painting over and were surprised to find that there was a text on the back. Written in small letters, the handwriting is beautiful. Judging from the ink, it seems to be a poem "The Soul of Tianshan - Praise the Boy Scouts" that had been inscribed a few days ago, and the poem Yun:

The army of the boys is not idle, and heroes have been young since ancient times.

Dare to explore the Kokand camp alone, and be alone to suppress the enemy Khan.

The bow horse is slightly Lingyunzhi, and Jin Ge waves the wish of the west.

There is no negative air hanging in the heart, and the broken mountains and rivers are reunited!

Xu Xueying looked at the ink carefully and said, "This poem seems to have been written a few days ago. It seems that Master Zhixin had already decided to go back to Famen Temple to practice a few days ago...... He was afraid that everyone would be sad and misunderstood, so he used this piece of paper to make this painting. ”

When Dorji saw the sentence "Lonely courage can suppress the enemy Khan", he was immediately a little surprised! I thought to myself, "We didn't directly disclose the assassination of Aguba to Master Zhixin; He didn't ask us either. But in this poem, it seems to be alluding to this matter. It seems that the master master has seen through our scheming. It is also possible that on the day Kuburi was captured, Kubri said those words about the scene of Aguba's death; Let Master Zhixin feel that we did this...... However, the master did not point it through; No one else will know except Catherine. ”

With this in his mind, he stole a glance at Catherine. At this time, Catherine also smiled and looked at him with her eyes, and the two of them happened to meet their gazes. Dorji suddenly felt a little weak and embarrassed; Hurriedly grimaced and prevaricated.

Ma Lan also woke up a little and said, "No wonder Master Zhixin, I have been going up the mountain to collect medicine for many days. This is preparing to leave the mortal world and return to Buddhism! …… Master Zhixin also picked a lot of snow chrysanthemum, ephedra, mountain ginseng and licorice that we used when we had a plague here the year before last...... We may not be able to use up the Chinese herbs that Master Guangzhixin has picked in the past two years! ”

Ma Tiansheng reminded: "The snow lotus we picked back on the top of Bingdaban with Master Zhixin that day is the real snow lotus. It is not the same as the stone lotus that grows below the mountainside of Bingdaban, and the medicinal effect is not the same at all. You have to remember it and don't make a mistake! ”

Ma Lan replied, "I have long known that these two kinds of snow lotus are different. You can't make a mistake! ”

When Lama Mucheng heard that Daoerji and they were back, he hurried to the felt bag and asked Daoerji and said:

"Have you caught up with Master Zhixin?"

Dorji looked blank, biting his lip and shaking his head, "No ......"

Lama Mucheng was obviously very disappointed! He folded his hands and looked up to the sky and sighed:

"Time flies, flowers bloom and fall, and it has been eleven years in the blink of an eye. Fight together with the invaders on the battlefield; Rescued countless poor people in felt bags. Entering the meditation can still take care of all sentient beings, and the Buddha does not dare to forget the country...... When you come, it is like a breeze, and when you go, it is like clear water...... This is the living bodhisattva in our grassland! Amitabha! ”

Dorji stretched out his hands, grabbed Lama Mucheng's arms, and said:

"Guru! Master Zhixin's poem says, 'The opportunity is not over, but we still meet'...... We have agreed. Wait for Hatun and the Little Khan to enter Beijing for the Hajj; We, the Scouts, asked for an escort to visit Master Zhixin at Famen Temple. At that time, please give me a full accommodating ...... Or let's go together? ”

Lama Mu Cheng smiled knowingly, shook his head, and said solemnly:

"The old monk is too old to travel far. But I'll do my best to take care of your Boy Scouts...... Jinhua Hatun and the Little Khan King also feel that Master Zhixin is as kind to our Turhut tribe as a mountain! They will definitely agree to your request...... Besides, Master Huiyong passed away in Famen Temple eleven years ago; Paying tribute to the master is also the last wish of the Khan King during his lifetime. At that time, it was a troubled time, and I failed to fulfill my wish. You will surely do it in the future. At that time, I will do the important event of visiting Master Zhixin and paying tribute to Master Huiyong's spirit in the sky! ”

"Thank you, Master, for your thoughtfulness!" Dorji was overjoyed! He turned to his sister Cai Cike and said, "Sister! I've taught Qi Feng and Niman two guys; Now, they have agreed to get married immediately. Hurry up and worry about it again, Zhang Luo Zhang Luo. When the time comes, we Scouts will bring our families and families to Famen Monastery with Hatun and the Little Khan......"

Cai Ci pouted and said coldly: "Yo! Aren't people going to be singles for the rest of their lives? Has that changed now? I don't dare to offend you young gentlemen again......"

Dorji was a little anxious when he heard this, and hurriedly said, "My sister! You don't push them anymore. If I hadn't stopped them, they would have gone after Master Zhixin right now; I want to go to Famen Temple to take refuge in Buddhism and become a monk. In the past, they were just a little deep and high...... Actually, that's supposed to be called 'shy', right? Don't worry about ......"

Catherine hastened to follow Caitzeke's words, and said solemnly:

"At a young age, what do you play deep? What are you doing? If the incense is broken, you are not worthy of your descendants! ”

Xu Xueying also smiled and nodded.

Dorji squeezed his eyes at Qi Feng and Niman, and Nunu mouthed, asking them to quickly admit their mistake.

Qi Feng and Niman understood, and hurriedly bowed to everyone. Qi Feng said a little shyly.

"Ladies and gentlemen! We knew we were wrong. This high mistake will never be repeated! ”

"Do you really know it's wrong?" Cai Cike asked.

"Seriously!" Qi Feng and Niman replied loudly at the same time.

"Sure enough, I made a mistake?" Cai Cike asked again.

"Sure enough!" Qi Feng and Niman replied again.

Cai Cike was a little proud, nodded and said with a smile: "Well, okay! I'll try. However, I don't know if people are still willing to do it now? ……”

Catherine suddenly widened her eyes, looked at Lama Mucheng and said:

"Great Lama! Our tribe has experienced such a great calamity; There are some rules and precepts, shouldn't they be changed? ”

Lama Mu Cheng was stunned! He asked, "What does the female bodhisattva mean?" ……”

Catherine said solemnly: "After this catastrophe, half of the population of the entire tribe has been lost, especially most of the young and middle-aged men have been sacrificed. Restoring the population is the hardest thing to do. Can we break the previous rules so that young lamas can also get married, start families, and have offspring? ”

"Amitabha! Adult lamas are monks who have received novice ordination and bhikshu ordination. The Buddhist religion is strict, and it is absolutely forbidden to abolish the precepts and open up the evil path......"

"The Great Lama's words are serious, right? There are many lamas in Tibet who marry and have children......"

"In Tibet, there is the Nyingma Red Sect founded by Guru Padmasambhava, which allows monks who practice at home to marry and have children. But in the Gelug Yellow Sect, the rules of precept are completely different......"

"Isn't that right? I heard that more than 100 years ago, the 6th Dalai Lama, Cangyang Gyatso, was the great living Buddha of the Gelugpa Yellow Sect. He is not only the supreme living Buddha; is still a suave and suave big lover, and there are many confidants just by being red-faced. He is also a talented poet, 'I am the most beautiful lover in the world' and 'I live up to it', these are all his poems, right? ”

Lama Mu Cheng was taken aback! I didn't expect this young Catherine to know such a historical event in such detail. He thought for a moment and explained:

"The Sixth Dalai Lama, Cangyang Gyatso, is indeed the great living Buddha of the Yellow Sect of the Gelug School in Tibet. But he was born into a family of the Nyingma Red Sect and was the reincarnation of Guru Padmasambhava. He is a great living Buddha who is chic and free, regardless of grievances, and humble in his heart; He is a great poet with peerless elegance and pride. But not a ruler who works hard...... Although the love is full of the world, all the people admire! But his final tragic ending is also directly related to his indulging in wind and snow and unable to extricate himself, breaking the law and breaking the precepts! ”

Dorji looked at Lama Mucheng with wide eyes and asked in surprise:

"Guru! Is there really such a thing? ”

Lama Mucheng nodded at Dorji, and then asked Catherine in great confusion:

"How did the female bodhisattva know about the events of Chinese history a hundred years ago?"

Catherine smiled and said with some heaviness: "My own interest in Chinese history is only one factor. The British government's study of China's Xinjiang and Tibet began a hundred years ago. The focus of their research is how to use all the historical contradictions between China's central and local governments, or emotional entanglements with ordinary people, to stir up confrontation between the two sides in order to achieve the evil goal of dividing China. What they are interested in studying may not be very clear to the vast majority of Chinese. The incident of the Great Living Buddha of Cangyang Gyatso that we just mentioned when we were receiving 'special training' and when the instructor was teaching the history of western China......"

Lama Mucheng was still a little puzzled, and continued to ask suspiciously:

This incident is a disgraceful history of the struggle for power between local sects and forces in Tibet. Doesn't this have anything to do with the central government? ”

Catherine replied: "The upper echelons of Tibet, of course, know very well the ins and outs of this matter, the rights and wrongs. Successive Dalai Lamas in Tibet have been canonized by the Chinese central government. There is only one generation that has been deposed by the central government, and that is the sixth Dalai Lama, Changyang Gyatso. Cangyang Gyatso is the living Buddha that Tibetan monks and laymen worship the most. They all believe that he, with his compassionate and benevolent heart and the most concise and popular language, has interpreted the teachings of Buddhism and purified the hearts of all people! With simple and sincere virtue and talent, it depicts the romantic and innocent love in the world, and the beautiful and gorgeous vision of life. In other words, the Tibetan people regard Cangyang Gyatso as the reincarnation of Guru Padmasambhava!

"In order to stir up dissatisfaction among the Tibetan people against the central government, the British propagandized to the Tibetan people: In your mind, the supreme great living Buddha Cangyang Gyatso; He was deposed by the Kangxi Emperor of the central government. This ruthless deposition directly led to the untimely death of the Great Living Buddha. This is the vicious method adopted by the Kangxi Emperor, who did not want to see the prosperity of Tibet. It is a great crime committed against the Tibetan people! …… But in fact, Cangyang Gyatso was deposed; It was the supreme ruler of Tibet, Lhazang Khan, who personally reported to the central government that he had "formed a party and rebelled", and applied for the "Deposition Decree". ”

Dorji said angrily: "This is a typical 'smear operation'." It's shameless and obscene! ”

Catherine continued: "Yes! The British are trying to find ways to discredit China's central government; So that all places are 'centrifuged and detached' from morality, and become a plate of loose sand. They feel that in this way, they will have the opportunity to dismember China. It's been a hundred years old...... The heart of evil has never changed! ”

Dorji asked with interest: "The British are doing so much in Tibet. That in our Xinjiang, in addition to joining forces with Agubai; Surely nothing else is idle? ”

"Yes! Xinjiang is the focus of their attention. This is because Xinjiang's territory and population are much larger than Tibet's. The ethnic component is much more complicated! There are thirteen ethnic groups in Xinjiang. The English have carefully studied all these peoples; It's just that it hasn't found a breakthrough that can be used as a gripper. However, it will never let go of any details and opportunities that can be exploited. The Zhanger Rebellion 50 years ago is a typical example! ”

A mountain is a spirit! Puzzled, he asked, "The British are also involved with Zhang Ge?" ”

Catherine smiled and nodded, "Zhang Ge was born in the Kokand Khanate. He himself was a cadet at the 'Agent Training Camp' at the British military base in Shimla. Like me, all British agents who came out of the same training facility; It's just that it was forty years before me. The artillery, rifles, and all kinds of munitions used by Zhang Ge in the war were all provided by the British government; This is exactly the same situation as Aguba used to be! ”

Qi Feng listened a little intrigued. I feel that this beautiful and dignified British eldest sister is well-versed in ancient and modern times and has justice in her heart; Speaking of the various states of the world, the analysis is profound and generous. I admire it very much!

Sang Lan said: "This Kokand Khanate was instructed by the British to attack Xinjiang. It's good now, Xinjiang hasn't been defeated; But he was destroyed! It is 'self-inflicted, and you cannot live.'" This retribution came too timely! ”

Gul is a spirit! Excitedly asked, "Do you remember what you said at the time?" ”

Sang Lan didn't know which sentence Gu Li was referring to? He shook his head suspiciously.

Guli continued: "Now that Akuba is gone, so is the country of Kokand; One of the arms and legs of the British was broken. That's what it's really called: defeat the wolf of British ambition! ”

Everyone burst into laughter! Sang Lan also suddenly remembered the "famous saying" she had invented, and smiled very happily!

Dorji waved his hands and said loudly, "Sister Catherine's reminder is right! These shameless Western powers always want to bring down our China. But we have to make him have a bumper harvest and a prosperous person! Let the dog things take a good look! ”

Dorji said, already having an idea in his head. He gently held the hands of Lama Mu Cheng, who had profound skills and had killed countless invading troops. Said with some excitement:

"Guru! I have an idea...... We can't break the rules and precepts; But it is possible for lamas to return to the world first and then start a family. Best of both worlds! Doesn't that solve the problem? ”

Lama Mu Cheng was stunned! After thinking for a while, he smiled and nodded......