Baima Weiyang

The afternoon sun shines directly on the flat roof of the Tsochin Hall, and the golden wheel shines brightly, reflecting a circle of colorful colors.I raised my hand to half cover my forehead, intentionally or unintentionally blocking the reflected golden light.Although it has already entered autumn, in Lhasa, sometimes it only takes one day to experience the four seasons of the year.

The thick black incense cloth swayed slightly, setting off the thick and simple walls on both sides in white.I wiped two handfuls on my face casually, and tiny beads of sweat had already formed on the tip of my nose.Although the sun in late autumn is not too strong, it is by no means soft.Pulling the skirt of my clothes, I turned around.

Behind is the majestic and majestic Tsochin Hall. On the stone-paved square in front, the mulberry stove in the center is still dancing with fire, and the curling smoke surrounds the whole square.I picked a clean and spacious stone step and sat down, but I felt like I was in the desert.

I looked around, and from time to time some pilgrims would look at me in surprise.Although I have chosen the most remote place, I am still a bit conspicuous surrounded by devout believers who kowtow their long heads.

From time to time, the figure of a person crawling on the ground and suddenly jumping up was reflected on my body, and the vision was bright and dark for a while.I finally stood up dawdly, and walked slowly to the corridor on the right.Without the sunshine, a shade of shade suddenly climbed onto his forehead.Looking to both sides all the way, I found that the reddish paint on the wooden pillars was peeling off.I didn't have to pick one, so I just picked one and leaned on it.The back was a little uncomfortable, and after resting for a while, I still felt a little short of breath.

Half an hour ago, I was lazily lying on the soft couch of Gadan Nangsai, but suddenly I was told that Ngawang Rinchen wanted me out.The news was given to me by Danba, presumably Tsangyang Gyatso also knew about it and acquiesced.But after what happened last time, I feel somewhat shadowed.In order to show my sincerity, I still decided to ask Tsangyang Gyatso for instructions in person.

The bad thing is that the soles of this guy's feet look like they have been smeared with lard. This morning I almost searched the entire Drepung Monastery, but I didn't even touch his heels.No matter how stupid I am, I know he is avoiding me on purpose.It's just that every time I arrive on the back foot, he just walks on the front foot. In this age without advanced communication equipment, how much manpower is needed to do it.Thinking of this, I couldn't help but sigh to the sky, the master's way of being jealous is really special.

From the corner of the eye, I glanced at the acolytes who were lurking around, exhausted and out of breath, but still devoted to a certain unscrupulous monk. I flicked my sleeves, and ran down the mountain like a somersaulting cloud. .In fact, it was still a long time before Ngawang Rinchen's invitation, but my old lady can't live a life of "people are knives and I am fish" every day, and I still have to turn around and be a little master or something.At most... I sighed, I'll admit my mistake after I'm done!Soft and hard foam, stalking and stalking, there will always be one thing that will work.What's more, the acceptance of this appointment, no matter how you say it, has passed through his hands.

It wasn't until the eyes behind me completely disappeared that my pace slowed down.Appreciating the scenery of Drepung Monastery all the way, there is a feeling of enlightenment in sight, and my mood is much more comfortable.To be honest, most of the cultural landscapes in Tibet are not exquisite, but they have a different flavor.It is said to be rough, but it reveals a rare delicateness.Just like Gesangmei Duo in different colors, with a bit of uniqueness, it blooms all over the fields and fields in Tibet.

Guessing that there was still some time left before the appointment, I wandered slowly on the street.Although the street at your feet is narrow, it is the most prosperous neighborhood near Drepung Monastery.Although the shops on both sides are not expensive, they have everything you need.

The businessmen in the Tibetan area are not as smart as those in the Central Plains, but they still live a prosperous life.Those who can earn a little bit of profit have large or small stores, and those who cannot afford to rent a small profit have become "mobile" small merchants and peddlers, selling directly to passers-by, and the hawking is even louder. One after another.

I couldn't help but stop when I heard the signboard flag above my head "swirling" in the wind.I haven't been to Gesang Tavern for a long time. Many memories of Ngawang Rinchen are related to this tavern.After clenching his fists, he found that his palms were sweating.

I glanced down at my hands, suddenly nervous.We hadn't seen each other for several days, ever since it became known that there was something unusual about his feelings for me.There was no hesitation when I came, but now I am a little afraid to go in.The thin back figure suddenly appeared in my mind, and it was difficult to move forward as if a heavy iron was tied to my feet.

"Oh, I said, why do you look so resembling? It turns out that you are really a sister!" A loud voice came, and I was still in a daze, but my body was already pulled in.Looking up at Wangmo's enthusiastic smiling face, I couldn't help but start to embarrass myself. "What are you doing at the door, why don't you come in and sit down!" Hearing her very familiar tone, I felt a little better.

Looking down at the heavy iron feet that had already stepped in, I couldn't help but sigh, it turns out that the proprietress's strength is so great.With a self-deprecating shrug, I stepped in the whole way.

In an instant, the hustle and bustle of the street was blocked outside the door, but there was another kind of voice in the tavern.Looking around, I found that the decoration inside has been completely renovated.I couldn't help laughing, "Look at the magnificent decoration of this tavern, the proprietress' pockets are bulging again!"

Hearing what I said, Wang Mu couldn't help but turn around and glared at me with a smile, "I haven't earned enough to go out! It's been a long time since you came to the door, so I have to give you a good meal today."

Seeing her expression of being unhappy not to squeeze me dry, I shook my head disapprovingly, "I'm afraid it won't work, I didn't bring a penny with me when I went out today."

When Wangmu heard this, he immediately burst out laughing, patted my hand, and led me upstairs, "Then let me go on credit first, and later I will take the receipt and ask your husband-in-law for money, how about that? "

Seeing the seriousness in her tone, I couldn't help feeling a little funny.He had just taken two steps up the stairs when he heard a cold snort from the side.There were a lot of guests in the tavern, although the noise was endless, but the cold snort came to my ears very clearly.

With a pause on my feet, I subconsciously turned my head to follow the prestige.In a remote corner by the window, a familiar figure was sitting upright.I was startled, really surprised that I would meet Sanjay Gyatso here.

He raised his head and took a sip of his wine, his eyes cast coldly on me.Although I don't know why he is here, but I feel that he will not hurt me here.Turning around, he gave Wangmu a wink. Businessmen always know people's subtleties.I don't know what she was thinking, but she just nodded calmly.

Going down the stairs, he walked unhurriedly towards Sanjay Gyatso.Although he was dressed in casual clothes, he still exuded an unapproachable taste in his bones.It was only then that I noticed that he was holding a jade wine glass in his hand. Although I felt a little strange in my heart, when I imagined him drinking from a large wooden bowl, I couldn't help but understand it better.It seems that this person still has to look at the aura to match things.

Thoughts were wandering, and he had already come to Sanjay Gyatso.I was about to ask, but he glanced at me and replied in a deep voice, "Ngawang Rinchen is upstairs." I was taken aback, thanked him, and turned around to go upstairs.

"Slow down." The deep voice suddenly stopped me from behind.

Not surprised, but I turned around with some relief.Although he couldn't guess clearly why he came, but since he came, he couldn't leave easily.

After so many things, he already knew that I didn't just say a few words, and I could wave back with emotion and reason.Now it is impossible to go to a tavern for a little person like me.The only reason, I am afraid, is Ngawang Rinchen.There was a strange feeling in my heart, I couldn't tell what it was, but I always felt a little uneasy.

I don't know why, but I unconsciously blessed my lower body, and when I came back to my senses, I was also stunned.Now that I did it, I didn't pay much attention to it, maybe because he was Gaila of Tsangyang Gyatso and the father of Ngawang Rinchen, my guilt was doubled.

Sanjay Gyatso was also slightly startled when he noticed my movements, but his brows were still furrowed.Although I knew he had regarded me as a thorn in his side, I was still grateful for him letting me go.After a little thought, I asked in a low voice, "Does Diba need me?"

Sanjay Gyatso raised his head and drank the wine in his hand. The wine glass was firmly placed on the maple wood table coated with black lacquer. He glanced at the short Huangtong stool next to him and said lightly, "Sit down Speak."

Hearing that there was a hint of politeness in that tone that I had never heard before, I couldn't help but jump in my heart, but since his attitude has softened, I can't refute his face.After moving the short stool, I sat down somewhat cautiously.

Facing a person who tried to kill me again and again, I just don't hold grudges anymore, and I feel somewhat unhappy.It was so loud and noisy in the tavern, but the sound came here, as if cut off by an invisible curtain.

There was an incongruous silence in the corner, and the aura emanating from Sanjay Gyatso made me feel a little oppressed, and my chest was oppressed and I couldn't breathe for a while.Taking a deep breath secretly, I simply reached out and picked up the jug, just about to pour myself a glass of wine, but I heard...

"After today, I won't ask about the matter between you and the living Buddha again."

I was stunned, and my hands trembled. The transparent wine was sprinkled on the black lacquer, and the color shone slightly.Looking up at Sanjay Gyatso, he was half-holding his wine glass with his normal expression.Putting down the jug as smoothly as possible, I tried my best to restrain my trembling throat, trying not to hear too much emotion in my voice, "Because Ngawang Rinchen made a deal with you?"

Sanjay Gyatso's eyes flashed, and he glanced sideways at me, and a sneer slowly emerged from his mouth, "Does this have anything to do with you?" It is really passed into the ears, and it always works.He raised his glass and took a sip of the wine, a spicy taste invaded his throat instantly.I swallowed the taste of the wine in my mouth, and finally couldn't hold back the guilt in my heart, "How does Diba plan to punish him?"

Sanjay Gyatso on the opposite side was silent for a while, and picked up the jug and poured wine for himself.The voices beside my ears seemed to be thousands of miles away.Watching the transparent wine smash into the bottom of the jade cup, it made a light sound.Every touch hits a nerve.Sanjay Gyatso stared intently at the overflowing wine glass, his voice was a little erratic, "Why don't you ask him yourself?"

A light sentence, but instantly twisted away the bitterness accumulated in my heart for many days.I have to admit that I can't deal with a person with such a delicate mind as Diba.Aside from the deliberate cultivation of the fifth emperor, even in the political world alone, he has already had a long time.As for me, the only advantage I have is knowing this history.It's just a rough idea, how many of these details are not as written in the history books.

I can't guess what he's thinking, but he seems to have grasped my weakness.This time it was Ngawang Rinchen, and next time, if it was Tsangyang Gyatso... I closed my eyes uneasily, and I didn't dare to think about it.Maybe he's right, being passionate is the last thing we should do.Thinking of this, I couldn't help laughing bitterly.Maybe I'm the most cruel one, knowing that it's impossible but still hoping that everyone will be safe.And all of this, isn't it just for peace of mind?

Maybe Diba knows better than me, even if I feel unbearable, my selfishness is already doomed, and I will never say this question.

The eye sockets were a little dry, but no tears came out.I couldn't find an outlet for the complicated emotions in my heart for a long time, so I simply raised my head and drank the wine in the jade cup in one gulp.The throat is hot, but the head is a little dizzy.But for me, I feel a lot more comfortable, as if those annoying things have evaporated with the alcohol.

I looked at the empty wine glass and said flatly, "You know it's not his fault." Hearing this, Sanjay Gyatso just raised his eyebrows, "If you refuse to save him, why bother to plead for him?"

No fluctuations, no other emotions.I put down the glass lightly, and grabbed him straight in the eyes, "You will not ruin your son." Perhaps because of the firmness in his voice, Sanjay Gyatso couldn't help but glanced at me, and drank another glass with a smile , but his eyes darkened, "But you will ruin Cangyang Gyatso."

His temples twitched suddenly. Although he had expected his real intentions long ago, when he said it personally, the ups and downs in his heart were beyond what he had imagined before.I held the wine glass in my hand, slowly feeling the coolness brought by the evaporating wine stains on my lips, and glanced at Sanjay Gyatso, as if the corners of my mouth were slightly twitching, "That's his own choice ,Is not it?"

Sanjay Gyatso paused, put down his wine glass, and looked straight at me with sharp eyes, "I just want to ask you, do you know what happens to abandoned Buddhist disciples?"

My fingertips trembled, but I didn't make a sound.

"God, have you heard?" Sanjay Gyatso looked away, his tone so indifferent as if he was talking about something that had nothing to do with him.I paused, how could it be as if, this had nothing to do with him in the first place.I laughed at myself, but unconsciously closed my fingers, "Diba thinks I'm afraid of this?"

Sanjay Gyatso snorted coldly, and his voice became dark again, "Of course you don't have to be afraid." Swirling the liquid in the glass in his hand back and forth, he suddenly raised the corners of his mouth, "Because of this divine punishment, all Tibetans will replace you by."

My heart sank, and it seemed that all the negative emotions were twisted together.I glanced at Sanjay Gyatso expressionlessly, but I didn't expect that he was also staring at me at this moment, with a hint of inquiry in his eyes.I secretly clenched the robe under my hand, trying to keep my face calm.But only I knew that my chest was already churning.From the initial threat to Huairou later, I don't know where his next step will be.It's just that this one after another breaks through the defense line in my heart.Even if I don't back down, I will eventually feel powerless.Moreover, the price this time...

I don't know if it's the effect of the volatilization of alcohol, but a warm feeling in my stomach rushes up my throat, carrying a trace of the filthiness of alcohol.Those slight discomforts forced my head to wake up a lot.

The handsome face of Cangyang Gyatso suddenly slid past my eyes, and my heart couldn't help but feel warm. I gritted my teeth and turned my gaze away from Sanjay Gyatso, but my back suddenly straightened up.

When he raised his eyes again, Sanjay Gyatso had already stood up.He put his hands behind his back, and there was something condescending in his eyes.The pace was unhurried, and there was only a slight pause when passing by me.

I watched him leaning down slowly with a blank face, and told me in an indifferent tone, "No one will bless you, not even the sky."

At that moment, my mind went blank.

At that time, I didn't know that it was that sentence that crushed my mind to a bloody mess.