Chapter 37 Chapter 37 The Highland Barley in Dele Mansion is Poisonous

Eight months later, five plenipotentiaries of the Kaxag government, including Ngapoi Ngawang Jigme, and the plenipotentiaries of the Central People's Government signed a seventeen-point agreement in Beijing, and Lhasa was liberated peacefully.After several months of suffering and waiting, the monks and laymen of Tashi and Lhasa saw auspicious clouds again, and the Lhasa Lama and the main officials of the Kashag returned to Lhasa.Afterwards, various troops of the People's Liberation Army who entered Tibet also arrived in Lhasa in batches. Wearing an official uniform, Tashi dismounted in front of the steps of the Potala Palace. He handed over the reins to his servants and walked towards the zigzag stone steps.On the stone steps, many monks and officials climbed up the steps, extending sparsely to the palace gate.Tudenggrad walked in front, he turned his head and saw Lu Kangwa, turned around and came back to greet him.Pajia walked a few steps, caught up and saluted them.Several senior lamas including Kangsa and Nima walked together, talking and laughing happily.Ngapoi Kalun came with his entourage. He was thirty-nine years old at the time, thin and lean.When the officials on the steps saw A Pei, they gave way and showed respect. A Pei asked them to go to the palace gate together.

In the East Sunlight Hall, almost all the monks and lay officials above rank five were present, and they were whispering and discussing the seventeen-point agreement.After Ah Pei and the others sat down, they began to explain to them the process of signing the 17-Article Agreement one by one.After he finished the first three points, everyone nodded frequently.Then Ngapoi said: "The central government will not change the current political system in Lhasa. The central government will not change the inherent status and powers of Lhasa lamas, and officials at all levels will continue to work as usual. This article shows that the central government has great respect for us. .”

An old lama yawned and suddenly asked: "Ngapoi Kalon, since nothing remains the same, why did the People's Liberation Army march into Lhasa? Isn't this contradictory?" Before Ah Pei could speak, a Khenpo said impatiently, "Isn't it clearly written in the agreement? Article 2, the People's Liberation Army entered Lhasa to strengthen national defense. The Holy Land in the Snowy Land is free from invasion and oppression by foreign powers. Great Lama Luodan, just now you took a nap and almost snored." The scene burst into laughter.Tashi sat in the back row and ignored it. He carefully looked at the copy of the 17-Article Agreement.

Nima stood up, and he said angrily: "Our army has suffered a defeat. This is an alliance under the city, an agreement that Beijing forced us to sign. They said nicely that the current system in Lhasa will not be changed. This is just a tactic to delay the army. Change, still have to change, when the People's Liberation Army has a firm foothold on the plateau, they will definitely turn their backs." "The 17-Article Agreement does not guarantee that our political-religious unity system will last forever. Our five representatives and the central representative have also discussed and exchanged opinions repeatedly. This is clearly stipulated in Article 11. Regarding various reforms in Lhasa, The central government will not force..."

Gele looked sideways at Lu Kangwa who was sitting on the top. Lu Kangwa frowned and had a stern face. Apoi continued: "The Lhasa local government should carry out reforms on its own initiative. When the people make demands for reforms, they must resolve them through consultation with the leaders of Lhasa. The approval of all the officials sitting here. The central government has given us the initiative of reform." Everyone was convinced, and there was a lot of discussion. The agreement that those who eat rice will not interfere with those who eat tsampa is still beneficial to us; Ngapoi Kalon has won the greatest benefit for Lhasa; it should be reported to the Buddha of Lhasa to reward the representatives of the peace talks.Kangsa turned sideways and said to Luosang Zhaxi beside him, "Master Si Cao, you see, this twelfth article involves your vital interests."

Luosang Zhaxi smiled awkwardly and said, "Ngapoi Kalon and the others are meticulous and thoughtful in their work." "You were a member of the KMT's Legislative Council in Chongqing, and I was worried that Lhasa would hold on to this." Kangsa said, making a beheading gesture. "Lhasa is magnanimous. With the protection of this clause, I will be my secretary as usual. With my salary, I can continue to do my best for the great cause of politics and education." Tashi listened to Ngapoi's speech and was relieved.For more than half a year, he made various speculations about the PLA's entry into Lhasa.Burning and killing brutally like Gurkha soldiers?Brutal occupation like the British expedition?Looting property like Zhao Erfeng's Qing army?These tragedies have been staged successively on the snowy plateau, and it is not uncommon for them to happen again.Tashi has already made some preparations in case something happens.But it never occurred to me that a piece of paper agreement resolved a military confrontation. What the Living Buddha Dojilin said made sense. Lhasa in Beijing is also the great protector of the people of Lhasa.

The calmness of the past was restored on the street, with monks and laymen coming and going, but there were a few more figures of the People's Liberation Army, who were walking down the street with their servants leading mules laden with cow dung.Several ordinary people met them, smiling in awe, and muttering: "Jinzhu Mami..., the Eighteenth Army, Jinzhu Mami..." Basang stood at the front door of Dele's store, swiping left and right with his whisk The ground was beating dust, piles of grain were piled up at the door of the store, and there were a variety of goods on the stalls, but no one cared about them.

There were five mules in the manor on the outskirts of Dele Mansion, and four People's Liberation Army soldiers, together with the servants of Dele's family, carried grain out of the shed and put it on the mules' backs.Gangzhu happily said: "It's tied firmly, be careful not to fall off on the way!... Chief Secretary, why don't you buy food in the store on Barkhor Street? That's near the PLA station." The chief of staff replied: "There are regulations in the army, you can't go shopping in the street casually." "why?" "It's okay to go to the streets, and there are thousands of people in the People's Liberation Army. You can buy whatever you want. Barkhor Street can't afford it, and the prices don't go up."

"Yo, isn't it?" The chief secretary took out the money to buy grain and handed it to Gangzhu, saying, "Master butler, order it." Gangzhu took the money bag, weighed it and said, "No need, no need, it can't be wrong. Nima, you guys are leading the mules to deliver the food, go and come back quickly." The servant agreed, and drove the mule out of the manor together with the PLA. Since the People's Liberation Army entered Tibet, they have purchased a large amount of food from Dele Mansion, and Dele Mansion has also made a lot of money because of this. Gang Zhu danced happily when he saw the stacks of white money.

Baima patted him and said, "Hey, are you dazed?" "Master, in the past six months, you don't know that I've been in fear all day long, that's called being stupefied. Now it's all over, our Dele Mansion has made a lot of money... Our master is about to catch up with Master Naiqiong, It’s amazing to be able to predict the future without divination.” Gangzhu said happily. "Is this all money for selling grain?" "A part, this is only a part. I sold all the yards that the master took into custody at the beginning of the year to the People's Liberation Army. The master was soft-hearted, and some houses were returned to others. We owed a lot of money."

"You are really greedy, and you won't give it back to others. Where do fourth uncle and Xia Jia live? The Dele Mansion can't take advantage of others." Gangzhu thought about it, and suddenly said to Baima: "The People's Liberation Army is really pitiful. The large troops live on Pingbazi by the Lhasa River...Young master, the grain in the suburban manor has been sold out and the land has been vacated. " "That can be loaned to the People's Liberation Army." "That's what I mean too. I haven't discussed with the master yet. We can charge more rent." "You are the housekeeper, you can decide, Dad will definitely agree." "Hey, young master, do you know who I met when I went to watch a movie in the People's Liberation Army camp that day?" "Tell me, are there many masters and young masters going?" "That's right, I met Miss Meadow from Kangsa Manor." "how is she?" "After all these years, she hasn't married yet." When Baima heard this, her heart tightened and she fell silent. After the arrival of the People's Liberation Army, they had a harmonious relationship with the common people, which annoyed Lu Kangwa. He said angrily in the Kashag Chamber: "As soon as the troops of the Han government arrived in Lhasa, they set up stalls on Barkhor Street. The health center treats those poor beggars, they don’t charge money, and they buy the hearts of the Tibetans!” Several senior officials including Gele, Luosang Tashi, Pajia, and Nima looked at him together. "The most hateful thing is that some of our lamas and aristocrats also go there to see a doctor, which has completely embarrassed us Tibetans." Nima said angrily, "If this continues, they will really stay in my snowy holy land La!" "With the 17-point agreement, I'm afraid it will be difficult to drive them away." Luosang Zhaxi said pessimistically. Gele seemed to be scheming, and he took up the conversation and said, "I was thinking, the Red Han people are fighting fiercely in the east of China to resist US aggression and aid Korea, and the national power is consumed. , The People's Liberation Army has just entered Tibet, and their foothold is not yet stable. Opening a health center or something is just a small matter. Their weakness is that the transportation line from the interior to Lhasa is long, and the supplies of the troops cannot be supplied. This is fatal! " Lu Kangwa became excited when she heard this, and said, "Yes, we must grasp this point." "We should plan carefully and make a big fuss. Although we can't beat the People's Liberation Army, we can starve them to death and leave!" "Yes, the feeling of being hungry must be worse than losing a battle! If there is no food to eat, the People's Liberation Army is made of iron and copper, and it won't last long." "My lords, do it right away. Notify all households that they are not allowed to sell grain to the Red Han people, and they are also not allowed to sell firewood or cow dung. Those who violate it will be severely punished." Nima said. Gele shook his head and said, "No, we can't issue such an announcement in the name of the Kashag, nor in the name of the municipal office, or we will be very passive." "You mean we're going to do it secretly?" Paja asked. "A two-pronged approach should be taken. First, contact the nobles and businessmen to hoard grain and prohibit the sale of grain. Then, create public opinion and stir up the price of grain in Lhasa. The price of grain should be doubled, tripled, or even ten times, so that all blackheads Tibetans all know that the People’s Liberation Army is rushing to buy food and driving up prices.” Lu Kangwa laughed loudly, and said triumphantly: "If the common people can't buy grain and eat tsampa, their resentment and anger will surge like a flood in the Lhasa River. Hehe, the time limit for the Red Han people is coming!" "Rinchen Kalon, this idea is ruthless and accurate, but..." Pajia said. "You are worried that some people will not listen to our greetings." "First of all, Ngapoi Kalun, not only donated the food stored at home to the People's Liberation Army, but I heard that he sent people from Taizhao to Lhasa to transfer food." Lu Kangwa said angrily: "The second guy who is sticky with the red Han people is Dimu Living Buddha. Now part of the PLA's rations are supplied by his Danjilin Temple. This is the third one..." "I know, the third one is my brother-in-law's house... Dele House." Gele replied. "What are you going to do?" Gele said fiercely: "Whoever sells food to the PLA is the enemy of our political and educational cause, regardless of relatives or relatives, high or low!" The chief of staff, who often came to Gangzhu to buy food, brought Chen Xinqiao, the director of the military region, to the Dele mansion to visit today. Chen Xinqiao was wearing the same cloth military uniform as a soldier, except for an army green woolen hat, which showed his status as an officer.The soldier Xiao Lizi also entered the yard leading a mule carrying a bag of silver rounds. Gangzhu warmly greeted him, and Chen Xinqiao presented him with the khata in his hand.The Chief Secretary introduced: "Master Housekeeper, Director Chen of our army has personally sent you the house payment." Gangzhu smiled all over his face, and said politely: "Master...you are welcome." "The People's Liberation Army is not happy to be called Chief, and we are not masters. Mr. Housekeeper, you can call me Comrade Chen, or Director Chen." Chen Xinqiao said with a smile. "Director Chen, okay, I'll call you Director Chen, please come in, please come in quickly." Gangzhu said, letting a group of people into the main building. Chen Xinqiao entered the living room, took the buttered tea offered by Tashi, dipped his finger in the tea bowl three times, respected the gods of heaven and earth, and then drank it.After Tashi asked Chen Xinqiao to sit down on the card mat, he said, "How dare you bother Director Chen to deliver the mere house money." "I came to visit today, firstly, to thank Mr. Dele for selling food and houses to us, and helping the troops into Tibet to solve a big problem. Another reason is that I also want to visit the famous Dele Mansion." Chen Xinqiao sincerely say. "My poor house is not worth mentioning." "The golden Buddha offered by Dele Mansion is rare and supreme, I have heard it before." Tashi smiled, took him to the shrine and introduced him: "Director Chen, this golden Buddha was a reward from Emperor Qianlong of the Qing Dynasty to Tibet. In 1999, the thirteenth Lhasa Buddha rewarded the Delek family for his meritorious service in leading his troops to fight against the British army." Chen Xinqiao took three sticks of incense, and after lighting the fire with Gangzhu, he came to the Buddha to salute and offer incense. Baima came in from the outside, and he asked, "Dad, the chief of the People's Liberation Army is here..." He was in the middle of speaking, and when he saw Chen Xinqiao, he was stunned. Wanxiang turned around on Chen Xinqiao and was stunned when he saw Baima. He thought for a moment and said, "You are... Dele... Baima Dorji?" "It really is Director Chen." Baima said pleasantly. "You know each other?" Tashi asked. "Father, Director Chen is the one who picked me up to attend Ngapoi Kalon's banquet in Chamdo, and gave us the travel expenses to go home." "Bai Ma, so this is your house, I didn't expect it." Chen Xinqiao said unexpectedly. Tashi was a little moved when he heard this, he said: "Director Chen is the savior of Gouzi, please accept my worship." He said, ready to salute. Chen Xinqiao stepped forward to support him, and said sincerely: "The Han and Tibetan families should be like this." "Gangzhu, go prepare the food and drink. Today, we must invite Director Chen and the comrades of the People's Liberation Army to eat before leaving." Tashi ordered. Bai Ma warned again: "Let the cook cook Sichuan cuisine, Director Chen is used to it." After a while, six Sichuan dishes including steamed pork ribs and mapo tofu were served.Chen Xinqiao took a bite of spicy beef and savored it carefully. "Is it to your taste?" Tashi asked. "Authentic, really authentic! I haven't tasted the taste of my hometown for more than a year." Chen Xinqiao said full of praise. Upon hearing this, Baima said happily, "Well done, I'll give you money." Gang Zhu who was standing aside immediately took out the Tibetan money and stuffed it to the bowed waiter cook. "Mr. Dele, Buddhists in the mainland are not allowed to eat meat. Doesn't Tibetan Buddhism have such precepts?" Chen Xinqiao asked. "Because there is a shortage of food in Tibet and there are only a few varieties, meat can be eaten in monasteries, but only dried mutton, yak meat, and fresh meat are not allowed to be eaten, nor are they allowed to be brought into the monastery." "Buddhism in the two places is really very different." "However, the wish to save all sentient beings is the common principle believed by all schools and sects of Buddhism, whether it is Chinese, Southern, or Tibetan." "Pursuing sentient beings is also the belief of our Lhasa people, and we are in harmony with Buddhas and Bodhisattvas." "Director Chen, the People's Liberation Army also talks about saving sentient beings?" Tashi asked excitedly. "Of course. However, we want to save all sentient beings, regardless of rank, high or low, and include all people in the world. Lhasa not only hopes for the big nobles in Lhasa, but also the small nobles, big living Buddhas, and small lamas, as well as hundreds of Lhasa's population. More than 90% of Chaba, Duiqiong, Langsheng, and even blacksmiths and butchers known as black bones can live a good life without worrying about food and clothing. There will be no more exploitation and oppression in the world. At that time, the grand wish of saving sentient beings will be truly realized. Isn’t there a saying in Lhasa that Lhasa is the incarnation of Manjushri Bodhisattva? Tashi thought about it, and murmured: "There is no distinction between high and low..." "The pagoda has levels, and people have high and low. Director Chen, everyone is equal, who will be the slave?" Gangzhu couldn't help asking. "Mr. Steward, is there anyone willing to be a slave from birth?" When Gangzhu was asked, he scratched his head and pondered. "Dad, in the People's Liberation Army I came into contact with, officers and soldiers are equal, there is no distinction between high and low. People in the People's Liberation Army are called comrades, and they are as kind as brothers and sisters." Baima looked at Gangzhu and the maid again and said: "In the future, when movies are shown in the army, I will take them with me." You go together, and let you see and see." The maid said puzzledly: "I don't dare, how can I watch Tibetan opera with all my eyes and eat brown sugar with all my mouth." Chen Xinqiao was stunned, and he asked, "Master Baima treats you well, what are you afraid of?" "The master and the young master treat us well. I have forgotten the feeling of being slapped in the mouth these years, but I dare not think about it anymore. Being a slave in this life is to atone for my sins in the previous life, and to serve the master and the young master well. In the next life You can be reincarnated into a good family." The maid replied. Chen Xinqiao was a little embarrassed, he looked at the maid waiting beside him, speechless. Tashi Yuanchang said: "Director Chen, your words are so enlightening and inspired me a lot. Come, I will toast you three cups." Chen Xinqiao got up and clinked glasses with him, and the two drank it down in one gulp. They talked very speculatively and drank until dark.The wine was drunk, and the words were straightforward. Tashi hadn't felt this kind of joy for a long time.Chen Xinqiao is different from the Lhasa people in the legend. He is good at wine, loves to eat, and has a good temperament. After a bottle of wine, they become friends who talk about everything. Chen Xinqiao was already drunk when he returned to his tent in the military area, and he woke up thirsty in the middle of the night.He looked around the tent, got up, and saw that Xiao Lizi had also fallen asleep lying on the table.Xiao Lizi had an oiled paper bag at hand, Chen Xinqiao reached out to take it, and opened it to look.The oiled paper bag contained tsampa and air-dried meat. He woke up completely and called out, "Little plum, little plum." Xiao Lizi raised his head sleepily and asked, "Director Chen, are you sober?" Chen Xinqiao pointed to the oiled paper bag and asked, "What's going on here?" "This is tsampa, I brought it back from Dele Mansion." Chen Xinqiao became angry when he heard it, and said loudly: "Stand up!" Xiao Lizi followed his command and stood up straight. "Turn left, walk together!" Xiao Lizi followed his password and walked to the south side of the tent. "Stand at attention! Stand there and reflect on yourself." Ye Zi came in from the outside with a medicine box on her back, and she asked, "What are you doing so loudly?" She was Chen Xinqiao's wife, a female military doctor, and she looked less than forty years old. "I thought you were on duty today." Chen Xinqiao said. "Going to the clinic, why is there such a strong smell of alcohol?" Ye Zi saw the vomit in the washbasin, and asked again: "Did you throw up?" "I haven't drank for more than a year, and I get drunk when I get drunk." Ye Zi saw Xiao Lizi standing beside her, and said softly, "Little Lizi, go and rest." "I'm punishing him. He took back the belongings of our Tibetan compatriots. What kind of behavior is this?" Chen Xinqiao said angrily. "It wasn't stolen, they gave it to me." Xiao Lizi said aggrievedly. "If you don't take the people's needles and threads, how many needles and threads will these things need?" "I know discipline, but this is my dinner, and I didn't eat it." "Why don't you take it? Is it poison, pick and choose! Copy the rules for entering Tibet ten times!" Xiao Lizi's eyes were red, and he said sadly: "The army is broken up. Comrades eat horse feed and yuangen every day, and they always fart at night. Isn't this tsampa the camellia noodles we drink in our hometown? Eat, I want to bring it back and drink it with everyone." Chen Xinqiao knew that he had misunderstood Xiao Lizi, so he poured the tsampa into a lunch box, prepared it, handed it to him, and said embarrassedly: "It's really fragrant, oh, it will be more authentic if you add a piece of ghee. Hehe , I haven't sobered up yet, what I said just now to criticize you doesn't count, if you don't take it away, it's going to be in my stomach." Xiao Lizi smiled through tears, and left with his lunch box. A small group of Kaxag officials headed by Lu Kangwa and Gele secretly agreed on the plan to starve the PLA away, and then put it into action.They instigated some foreigners to rush to buy food on Barkhor Street, which caused the price of food to rise, and the people were panic-stricken, and many people also joined the ranks of the panic-buying.In the face of soaring food prices, the black-headed people complained a lot.People with ulterior motives threatened that so many People's Liberation Army came all at once, and they all opened their mouths waiting to eat, and if they didn't buy it, the price would increase... Dele's store was also sold out of food.Basang felt strange, he arranged the things in the store, and went straight to Dele Mansion to report to Tashi.After listening to Basang's narration, Tashi asked with a stern expression, "Who do you see buying grain?" "Looking at his appearance, he is a stranger, he should be a stranger." Basang replied. "If they had come to Lhasa for pilgrimage, they wouldn't have bought so much food." "Look at the meaning...they came here with a purpose. It took only a short time to stick a stick of incense, and all the food in the store was sold out. They even bought the whole bag of salt." "Someone must be behind the scenes, and I have heard some rumors. Basang, bring back all the grain we have stored in the Niangdigou cave, and replenish it in the store." "There should be another price increase on the market, what price should we have?" "What was the price in the past, what is the price now!" The next day, Tashi and Gangzhu came to Barkhor Street and stood not far from Dele's store to observe.Since the food in Dele's store had returned to its original price, the front door was besieged tightly.Outsiders, lamas, and people of all colors are passing whole bags of grain from above their heads. They are surrounded by mules, donkeys, and yaks, which are noisy and lively. Tashi turned his head and looked at the other shops on Barkhor Street. Everything was as usual, even deserted.He had already made it clear in his heart, and turned around to leave, when he suddenly found four shopkeepers blocking him.One of them said pitifully: "Master Dele, Master Butler, the way Dele stores are sold, all of our small shops have to close their shops, and we all do business on the same street. You have to give us a way to survive." Tashi's expression turned ugly. He glanced sideways at the price tags in the shop beside him. The highland barley had been marked for three dollars instead of eight dollars.He said: "You raise the law, do ordinary people still have a way out?" "It's no wonder for us. The supply of goods is tight now, and the price of grain harvested by the manor has also risen. We can't do business that loses money." "That can't make black-hearted money!" Tashi said angrily, and was about to walk through them and leave here. He suddenly looked up, and suddenly saw Paka coming out of a shop, and he showed Tashi a demonic smile. Tashi looked at him coldly, and scolded the shopkeeper next to him: "Get out of here! You have bad intentions!" Gele stood under the parasol in the yard, and was concentrating on painting the thangka. The Buddha statue on the thangka lacked some color.Cong Mei came over, and seeing that he was in a good mood, she said, "Master, my lady has a letter from India." "Jonda's out of money again?" Greg asked. "I didn't mention the money. The little lady said in the letter that Nianza and Dolma had improved their English very quickly in the school in Darjeeling, and everything else was fine, that is..." Gele stopped and asked, "What is it?" "The two children are young and homesick!" Gele didn't talk to him, he licked the paint and continued to paint the Buddha. "Master, the Lhasa Primary School has been established, and I haven't seen Nianzha and Dolma for half a year. I think it would be great to bring them back and go to school with us." "Lhasa Primary School is run by the People's Liberation Army. Who are the people who go to the school? Our children are noble. How can they go to such a place?" "The school is run by the People's Liberation Army, but the headmaster is Chijiang Living Buddha, who is the assistant scripture teacher of Buddha in Lhasa." Gele stared at Congmei, and then said after a while: "The snowy plateau is about to have an earthquake! The lords of all Tibet are gearing up for a big fight with the Red Han people. It's not certain that the world will be turned upside down..." Cong Mei wanted to say something else, but she suddenly saw the housekeeper leading Paka, Kangba headman, lama, and businessman in, so she had no choice but to walk away. "Thank you for your hard work, how is the street going?" Gele asked confidently. "We sent people to buy up all the food in Dele's house. Don't worry, Mr. Kalun, the prices on Barkhor Street will double in a short time," said the head of Kangba. "Okay! If this goes on, someone's head will be on fire." "Rinchen Kalon, the Dele Mansion is transporting grain back from other places, and he wants to stabilize prices." Pajia said. "You can kill him! You have collected all the food he brought back." Hearing this, the businessman couldn't help but said, "Master Galon, not only Dele Mansion, Apei Galon, Dimu Rinpoche, but also Duke Langton are all transporting their own grain to Lhasa, and... are willing to sell grain to People in the People's Liberation Army are not in the minority..." "What do you mean?" "According to this way of buying, we can't stand it." "You buy it at a low price in the market, and then sell it at a high price. You can make a lot of money. How can you not bear it?" "Master Kalon, you forgot that the order that Kashag gave us is to buy first and then stockpile, and not to sell it on the market. Who would dare to sell it on the market?" Gele scanned everyone's faces, smiled deliberately and said with a relaxed smile: "Everyone will do their best for the great cause of politics and education, and Kashag will not let everyone suffer." He turned to Pajia and said, "Mr. The yamen raised a special fund to subsidize everyone, if it is not enough...make up some names and use the treasury of the Potala Palace." "Master Kalun has given instructions, so I will follow them." Pajia said with a smile on his face. Everyone was happy, and they left Rinchen Mansion with Pajia. Gele looked at their backs, slammed his paintbrush on the table, and cursed: "It's... nonsense to expect these people to defend my political and educational cause!" In order to solve problems such as food supplies, the People's Liberation Army proposed to the Kashag to purchase land and cultivate wasteland to grow food.This made Lu Kangwa very angry. He called all the officials to the Potala Palace for a meeting to discuss countermeasures.Geler said: "The People's Liberation Army wants to open up wasteland, and they are optimistic about a deserted riverbank. Let's discuss it, should we sell it or not?" Nima slammed a document on the table and said, "Sell it, why not sell it. Since the time of Songtsan Gampo, even weeds can't grow on the barren river beach in the south. If the PLA has money, they move their purses to the Potala Palace..." "Although it is a wasteland, what if the PLA sows the seeds and really takes root?" Lu Kangwa interrupted him. "Master Si Cao's words are not unreasonable." Gele agreed. "If the People's Liberation Army can be self-sufficient, it can..." Before Tashi could finish speaking, he was interrupted by Kangsa's cough. With sweat on his face, Kangsa grabbed his chest, coughed, and said, "Why... I feel so uncomfortable... What's the matter..." "Kangsa Galon, aren't you sick?" Lu Kangwa asked. "My heart hurts...it hurts badly..." "Hurry up and send Master Kangsa back to rest." "Yes, yes, send someone to the Tibetan hospital and let the Tibetan doctor come over immediately." Tashi and the others helped Kangsa out, and many people followed him.Gele looked around and said sinisterly: "Kangsa Galon is not here, how about discussing the matter of the river beach, let's talk about it next time, and the meeting is over." After hearing this, everyone got up and left the meeting place. Lu Kangwa and Gele understood each other, and he said with a smirk: "The People's Liberation Army's request is not ignored by the Kashag. We have held a meeting. Hehe, it's a good idea!" "They have watches, we have time, and the representatives of the central government have nothing to do with us." Gele finished speaking proudly and left the venue. Tashi sent Master Kangsa away, and when he was about to leave, he was stopped by Gele, who took him to the golden roof of the Potala Palace, and they stopped between the magnificent and magnificent buildings.Gele said meaningfully: "Brother-in-law, there is no room for two tongues in one mouth, and two ox heads in one pot. I don't need to explain this truth?" "Gele, what do you mean?" Tashi asked. "Since the People's Liberation Army entered the city, my brother-in-law has been criticized by others, and the situation is very bad." "Just because I sold them food?" "There is also a house. You are a genius for making money... Now you want to stabilize prices, and you don't think politically!" "I do not understand." "You are deliberate!" "Didn't the Kashag appoint me the director of the money and food bureau? The PLA will naturally come to me if they want to buy food. It is also my duty to stabilize food prices." "Your official rank was granted by Kashag, so you should work for Kashag." "Some people are doing things that cannot be put on the table. They objected to my using the grain stored in the Kashag, but I did so. Now the food sold on Barkhor Street is my own grain." "You are called a sly head. Brother-in-law, I know exactly what you have been thinking these years, and I admire your vows. But no matter what, you can't count on the People's Liberation Army. They are atheists and people who don't believe in Buddhism. It is impossible to help you realize your great wish of saving sentient beings.” "The Buddha taught that all sentient beings have Buddha nature. I think the People's Liberation Army is no exception." Gele was a little impulsive, and he said angrily: "I don't want to argue with you. You are a noble from the Snowy Holy Land and a fourth-rank official from the Kashag. Why do you want to help our enemies?" Tashi also became tough. He asked, "Gele, do you think that I am selling grain, selling grass, and renting houses to the People's Liberation Army so hard to make money?" "No! You are not a greedy person!" "Those who know me, Rinchen Kalon, thank you." Tashi finished speaking, turned and left. Gele was furious, and he yelled at Tashi: "Tashi Dundup, we can't withstand the guns of the People's Liberation Army, but we can cut off their food and grass, trap them to death, and starve to death on the plateau. You, and those The guy who eats inside and out, ruined our plan!" Zhaxi stood still, turned back suddenly, and yelled at Gele: "Whose plan is this? The Buddha of Lhasa has already called Lhasa in Beijing to firmly support the 17-point agreement. Who is instigating this conspiracy behind Buddha's back? Are you trying to disrupt the current situation?" "Including me. This is not a conspiracy, but a tragic move to drive away the foreign army." "It is not the first time that foreign troops have entered Lhasa. In the year of Mulong, Rong Hepeng led three thousand British yellow-haired men to attack Gyantse, and pointed their bayonets at Lhasa. Along the way, they burned monasteries, robbed cultural relics, raped women, and destroyed Baiju Monastery. The Buddhist temple in Lhasa was turned into a canteen for stewing meat, forcing Lhasa to sign the "Lhasa Treaty". To this day, the British and Indian troops stationed in various parts of Lhasa have not withdrawn. The thirteenth Lhasa Buddha was intimidated and forced to flee to Mongolia. Moved inland." History aroused the resentment in Guller's heart, and he listened with gritted teeth. Tashi continued: "In the Year of the Iron Dog, the Qing emperor sent two thousand Qing soldiers led by Zhao Erfeng to break into Lhasa. They broke military discipline, plundered people's wealth, dispersed the summoned Lhasa Association, and shot at the sacred Potala Palace. The thirteenth Lhasa Buddha was threatened, fled again, and took refuge in India. But now, another inland army has come, and they will not offend the monks and laymen. The central representative even invited the fourteenth Lhasa Buddha back from Yadong Lhasa, reorganize the great cause of politics and religion. Rinchen Kalon, is there an army in this world that does not rob things, kill people and set fires?" Greg was speechless. "It didn't exist in the past, but now it does. Just for this one, we Lhasa people have no reason to be an enemy of the People's Liberation Army." "They did this to hide evil intentions. When they gain a firm foothold, the brutal face of the People's Liberation Army will definitely be revealed!" Gele argued. "Then let's clean our eyes with the holy water of the Lhasa River and wait and see!" "Tashi Dundup, you have provoked everyone's anger! If you continue like this, your congregation will desert you! You will be punished most severely!... We are relatives, don't blame me for not reminding you." "Who is angry? Who am I to offend? Why did I hear that the monks and ordinary people in Lhasa are called People's Liberation Army Jinzhu Mami?" "Don't you understand it well! Jinzhu Mami is the army that smashed the chains. This is the name of the low-class people, the low-class people, and the red Han people. It is called by those bastards who should cut off their tongues." Tashi, don’t be confused, the Rinchen Mansion, Dele Mansion, you and I rely on these chains to enjoy the luxury of the master.” Gele said disdainfully. Tashi turned his head and pointed to the attendants in the distance, "They, and the low-class people you mentioned, the low-class people, why do they have to wear chains when they get out of the mother's belly?" "Because they are just a bunch of talking animals, without whips and chains, they don't know how to be slaves." Tashi stared at Gele, and said fiercely: "Master Galon, I was also born as a servant. Before I entered the Dele mansion, I was a poor wandering lama, and I was also a beast who could only read scriptures and talk!" After speaking, he walked away. Gele was choked there, tongue-tied. Kangsa was really sick this time, and he coughed non-stop when he returned home. He asked Mei Duo to take out the sacred object that had been treasured for many years, claiming that it was a panacea that could cure all diseases.While reciting sutras, the Tibetan doctor used holy relics to prepare medicine, and then gave Kangsa a dose, and let him lie on the bed to rest. The housekeeper invited a lama, who was chanting scriptures and performing rituals while waving ritual instruments.But Kangsa's illness not only did not recover, but he developed a high fever, his face was flushed, and after a while, he fell into a coma. Mei Duo was very anxious, she cried out in a crying voice: "Dad, Dad, wake up...Dad..." The butler was also terrified, and he hurriedly said, "Miss, don't worry, let the masters make a call..." "What kind of hexagram is it? The holy things don't work, nothing works!" Mei Duo got angry. Kangsa suddenly coughed, and brown-red phlegm overflowed from the corner of his mouth. Mei Duo said in fear: "I'm coughing up blood, is this bloody phlegm?" She yelled at the lama who was chanting sutras: "It's so noisy! I've been chanting for two days, let's go, let's go." The housekeeper hurriedly waved to the lama, and the lamas got up and left with interest. "Hurry up and call for a doctor." Mei Duo ordered. "I left after seeing the Tibetan doctor." The housekeeper replied. "I'll let you go to a Western doctor and a British doctor from the Indian Consulate." “解放军进藏，英国大夫都吓跑了。” “那怎么办啊？” “小姐，老爷都不醒人事了，顾不了那么多了，外面都说解放军的大夫医术高明，要不，去找解放军？”管家试探地问。 梅朵冷静下来，她想了想说：“你先去找白玛少爷，德勒府跟解放军有来往！快去！” 管家答应着，转身跑出去了。 没过多久，白玛带着叶子医生赶来了，叶子看了看被烧得迷迷糊糊的康萨，拿出体温计放在他的腋下，然后开始用听诊器给他做检查。 叶子做完了检查，把体温计拿出来查看，她表情凝重地说：“高烧不退，肺部一侧有啰音，里面有炎症。” “那怎么办？大夫，你救救我爸啦……”梅朵哀求地说。 “小姐不用紧张，我诊断是大叶肺炎，常见病。” “我阿妈啦也是这样咳嗽，咳血痰，后来……就去了……”梅朵说着，眼泪流下来。 叶子伸手拍了拍她的肩膀说：“现在治疗还算及时，别担心，康萨噶伦以前使用过盘尼西林吗？” “没有，我爸啦没用过西药。” “准备盘尼西林，八百万，马上做皮试。”叶子对护士说。 护士打开医药箱，取出酒精、棉球、器械等。叶子在康萨的手臂上消毒、做皮试扎针。梅朵紧张地看着她们。 “梅朵，老爷的病会治好的。叶大夫是解放军中最好的医生，她刚给张代表看病回来，就被我接来了。”白玛安慰她说。 一会儿，护士检查完康萨的手臂向叶子汇报：“叶医生，没有过敏反应。” “静脉注射。”叶子转过头，又对白玛和梅朵说：“要打点滴消炎，控制病情的发展。” “叶大夫，听您的。” 护士熟练地给康萨扎上了针，药液一滴一滴地输进了他的身体里，没过多久，康萨平稳了许多。叶子说道：“康萨噶伦没用过西药，没有抗药性，疗效会非常好。” 梅朵紧绷的心终于放松了，她感激地望着叶子。 桑烟四起，不断有烟尘遮蔽大昭寺正门上的双鹿法轮，气氛显得肃穆又诡秘。格勒、帕甲和几位僧俗官员正在大昭寺的议事厅里焦急地等待着，一会儿，尼玛带着平措匆匆赶来。格勒问道：“尼玛大人，有什么消息？” 尼玛一边擦着额头上的汗，一边说：“物价狂涨不止，拉萨城里人心惶惶。” "OK!" “不过……城里也有人传言是我们在背后搞的鬼。”尼玛面有难色地说。 格勒等人闻听，脸上的笑容马上僵住了。 “哎呀，为了赚钱也好，为了支持解放军也好，反正现在雪康家、夏苏家，甚至索康噶伦也开始卖粮食、卖房子给解放军，了不得啦！”帕甲说。 “阿沛等人的做法越来越得人心，如果不把这种势头打下去，仁钦噶伦，恐怕我们越来越孤立啦。”尼玛忧心地说。 “见利忘义！一定要除掉扎西顿珠，给阿沛他们一个警告。”格勒恶狠狠地说。 “对，杀了他！”帕甲附和道。 格勒扭头瞪着帕甲，他说道：“你那嗓子眼儿伸出来的是枪筒子吧，想公报私仇啊！” “仁钦噶伦，这是您的意思啊。” “扎西是仁钦噶伦的亲戚，别太明目张胆啦。”尼玛说。 “各位大人错了，德勒府里确实有我的亲戚，是其美杰布，不是扎西顿珠！” “对，对，扎西就是替身，他就是个下等坯子，怎么配和我们在一起。” “可是，他在解放军那儿，在阿沛噶伦那儿都是红人，除掉他，别落下个破坏汉藏团结的把柄。这事儿不能明火执仗地干……可以借刀杀人！”格勒说着，他一摆手，众人凑了过来，他开始对他们耳语，众人闻听，个个茅塞顿开的样子。 一缕强光缓缓地射进装满青稞的仓库里，原来是两名守库的奴仆打开了仓库大门，帕甲耀武扬威地走进来，他身后的两名奴仆抬着一袋子青稞，也快速地跟了进来。 帕甲察看整垛的粮食，他问道：“这些都是从德勒商店买回来的？” “是，都在这儿呢。”库奴答道。 “你去吧，把仓库大门关了。” 库奴点头哈腰地退了出去，片刻，库门关闭，仓库里只剩下从缝隙里射进来的缕缕日光。帕甲一挥手，奴仆把粮垛上的袋子掀到地上，迅速地解开袋子口，一袋两袋……总共五袋。他们又把刚抬进来的青稞分别倒进这五个袋子里，然后进行搅拌。 在解放军的一再催促下，噶厦终于卖给了他们一块荒滩。这一日，一名首长带着陈新桥等五名干部来现场察看，首长蹲下来，抠下一把泥土看土样。 陈新桥也想抓土，可地上全是石头抠不动，他问道：“这荒石滩能长庄稼吗？” “能不能都得长，王贵，你是种庄稼的行家，你说说。”首长乐观地说。 被称作王贵的军官看了看说：“只要有肥料养地，没问题。” “肥料倒是有，拉萨城里满街的屎尿，要多少有多少。”陈新桥说道。 “那就发动战士们全城扫街，既美化了市容，又可以积肥。对了，还有那些贵族家、寺院里的厕所，别嫌脏，全掏一遍。”首长赞同地说。 “很多战士在家都是种地的好把式，现在最大的问题是开荒，我们没有锹，没有镐，没有绳子，光靠两只手可开不了荒啊。” “开荒的工具……严重不足，从内地又运不上来，得想办法解决。” 几个人正商量着，小李子突然急匆匆地跑来，他气喘吁吁地说：“陈主任、首长，出事儿啦！” "What's the matter?" “我们连的好多战士突然病倒了，拉肚子，有的疼得直打滚。” 陈新桥立刻紧张起来，他说道：“走，回去看看。” 当他们赶回军区的时候，十几名战士全躺在军用帐篷的地铺上，每人的手臂上都扎着吊针，吊瓶在半空中挂成一片。叶子和三名护士正在给战士们摸脉，看表，检查。 陈新桥焦急地问：“情况怎么样？” “他们的症状完全一致，都是腹痛，腹泄。”叶子答道。 首长表情沉重，查看了几名战士问：“什么原因引起的？查清楚了吗？” “战士们吃完午饭，就陆续有人拉肚子，也有人抽搐，初步诊断应该是食物中毒。” “难道是粮食发霉啦？” 司务长急得涨红了脸，他解释说：“首长，青稞没问题，是新粮食……” 一名护士拿着化验单跑进来，递给叶子说：“叶大夫，化验结果出来了。” 叶子接过来，扫了一眼向首长汇报：“确实是食物中毒，问题应该出在这批青稞上。” “这批粮食哪买的？”陈新桥问道。 “今天吃的是这个袋子里的青稞，三天前德勒府派人送来的，不会有问题啊。”司务长说着，把手里的粮食袋子递给陈新桥。 陈新桥把袋子交给首长，他指着袋子上的族徽说：“拉萨各家族的牦牛袋子都有自家的标志，这个是德勒府的。我们部队一直都买他们家的青稞，过去从来没出过问题。” “这批粮食还有多少？”首长问道。 “还有十一袋。”司务长答道。 “把德勒家剩下的青稞全部封存，暂时也不要再去买了。” "yes." “叶大夫，你负责任地告诉我，战士们有没有生命危险？”首长又问道。 “病情基础控制住了，但需要一段时间治疗。” 首长思忖片刻说道：“这件事儿，先不要声张。陈主任，你做进一步的调查，尽快得出结论。” 噶厦的官差火急火燎地跑到德勒府，通知扎西马上到噶厦议事厅，说各位大人都在那儿等着呢。扎西觉得突然，不明其中缘故，官差称噶厦里的老爷们都铁青着脸，肯定不吉祥。他催促扎西，噶厦的事儿比火还猛，比水还急，耽误不得。扎西赶紧换上官服随他去了。 当他匆匆走进议事厅的时候，扎西愣住了。议事厅里坐着鲁康娃、阿沛、格勒等僧俗官员，还有两名穿呢子服的解放军军官，他们表情严峻地盯着他。 扎西感觉气氛不对，上前一步说道：“钱粮局四品官德勒？扎西顿珠，前来应差。” “坐吧。”鲁康娃说道。 扎西左右环顾，发现并没有座位，只好说：“我站着吧。” 早已等候一旁的帕甲拿着粮食袋子走到他面前，问道：“德勒大人，你看一下，这个牦牛袋子是你们府上的吗？” 扎西察看后，答道：“没错，是德勒府的，有我们的族徽。” 鲁康娃对解放军军官点了点头，示意他可以提问了。 “陈新桥陈主任，你认识吗？”军官问道。另一名军官做着笔记。 “认识，他们部队买我们家粮食，他来府上道谢过一次。” “他在你府上吃过饭？” “前些日子……陈主任亲自来送房款，我在家里款待了他一次，我们谈得很融洽。” “他喝得烂醉如泥？” “是我喝得烂醉如泥，陈主任……还好吧。” “你们府上粮食卖给部队是什么价格？” “最初是每藏克两块四，后来市价飞涨，陈主任怕我吃亏，要随行就市，我没同意。最后，部队和我家掌柜的达成协议，按两块八的价格交易的。”扎西皱了皱眉头说。 “三天前送来的那批青稞也是这个价格吗？” “三天前？应该也是吧，具体情况都是掌柜的，或者管家他们去做。” 军官对格勒、阿沛等官员说：“各位大人，我没什么好问的啦。” 鲁康娃故意问阿沛：“阿沛噶伦，您还有什么要说的吗？” “没有。”阿沛平静地说。 “先把德勒大人请到侧房去吧。”鲁康娃对帕甲说。 帕甲上前，请扎西出门，扎西跟随他去了议事厅的侧房。 对于鲁康娃、土登格勒一伙的打击报复，迟早都会发生，扎西早有心理准备。从阿沛噶伦刚才的表情上判断，他很为难，也无法袒护自己，而解放军干部对自己说话的语气其实就是审讯，扎西一时理不出头绪，到底出了什么事情？他站在窗前，思绪万千。 议事厅外，格勒带着几名官员送解放军军官出门，他诚恳地说：“请放心，我们一定会严肃处理，给解放军同志一个交代。” “仁钦噶伦，这是蓄意破坏汉藏关系的行为，噶厦绝不能姑息。”解放军军官说道。 “鲁康娃大人，阿沛大人不已经表态了吗，查办，一定查办！” “我们希望噶厦将处理结果正式行文给拉萨工委。” “没问题。唉，扎西怎么能干出这种伤天害理的事儿呢，嘴里念着佛经，怀里揣着屠刀，这分明是对解放军同志心怀仇恨嘛。噢，我明白了，扎西这么做是有原因的。” 两名解放军军官警觉起来，问道：“仁钦噶伦，什么原因？” 格勒有些为难，沉思片刻才说：“本来都是陈年旧账了，可是，不说清楚，大家就不能真正了解扎西谋害解放军的动机。” 两名解放军停住了脚步，询问的目光看着格勒。 “四二年、四三年的时候，德勒商队给内地运送过大量的军需物资，四五年以后，他又往成都和丽江运送大量的药品，至于，接收这些物资的人嘛……你们是西南局来的同志，最了解情况。”格勒说道。 “当时这些地区都控制在国民党手里，军需也好，药品也好，当然都给了拉萨。” “当时国民党驻拉萨办事处替德勒商队在内地疏通渠道，扎西也因此发了大财，他们的关系非同一般啊。” 军官点了点头，郑重地说：“这个情况很重要，我们回去马上向上级反映。” 扎西仰望着墙上的唐卡，依然思索着。突然，他身后传来纷乱的脚步声，扎西转过身去，看到平措副官带着几名藏兵气势汹汹地冲进来，他们亮出场子，帕甲出现在他面前。 帕甲扬了扬手里的藏纸，说道：“平措副官，动手吧。” 平措带藏兵上前要抓扎西，扎西抵抗着，喝道：“你们要干什么？” 帕甲把手里的判决书扔在他面前，脸色阴沉地说：“扎西，你还神气什么，我们来执行噶厦的判决！第一，撤销你的四品官职，就地扒掉你的官服；第二，将你圈禁在德勒府，从即日起未经许可，不准出门，听候噶厦发落。” “这算什么？你们到底给我安了什么罪名？” “哎呀，你这个黑心烂肠子的，为了赚钱，连发霉变质的青稞都敢卖给解放军，撂倒了一大片，差点儿没吃死人。要不是仁钦噶伦护着你，解放军就把你提走了。” “不可能，这是陷害，我要见鲁康娃大人。” “鲁康娃大人？我告诉你吧，仁钦噶伦、阿沛噶伦，就连尼玛代本他们都走了，谁有工夫搭理你啊。扎西，你能耐啊，舔红汉人的腚沟子，看看吧，落个什么下场，破坏汉藏团结，破坏十七条协议，就这一条，你就万劫不复。来啊，动手！”帕甲厉声地说。 平措和两名藏兵冲上去，把扎西的官帽打掉。扎西惊呆了，也不反抗了，任其把官服扒了下来。他的身上只剩下了白色内衫。 随从旺秀在门外见状，一边往里冲，一边问道：“你们这是干什么？老爷，这是怎么啦……” 藏兵上前一步，用枪杆把他顶在墙上，喝道：“别动！再动连你一起扒了！” 平措将官服和官帽交给帕甲。帕甲将官服搭在手臂上，阴阳怪气地说：“扎西，这身白袍子也出不了门啊。哈哈……”他狂笑着，走了。 旺秀一路狂奔跑回了德勒府，白玛正在院子里刷马，他见旺秀慌里慌张地跑进院子，问道：“旺秀，老爷呢？” “少爷，老爷在噶厦出事儿了。”旺秀上气不接下气地说。 白玛扔下刷子，赶紧问道：“出了什么事儿？” “我也不知道，我本来在大殿外面候着，后来听见老爷在里面嚷，我就钻进去了。结果……结果老爷的官袍被扒了，老爷没衣服穿，回不来了。” 白玛大惊失色。 旺秀催促着：“少爷，快给老爷拿衣服，接老爷回家啊。” 格勒和帕甲心情非常好，他们在罗布林卡的林子里边走边聊。帕甲沾沾自喜地说：“借刀杀人，调包计。仁钦噶伦，没想到，您借了红汉人的刀，戳在扎西的心窝子上，绝了，真是绝了！” “你还好意思臭美，想讨我夸你？”格勒不屑地说。 帕甲脸上掠过一丝不安，他忙说：“奴才知罪，这个差我没办好。” “你在青稞里掺的是什么玩意儿，泄药吗？” 帕甲不语，偷眼看格勒。 “要是毒死几个，出了人命，那才够热闹。就算我们不惩治扎西，解放军也饶不了他，非把他给枪崩了不可。” “拌在青稞里的药是采自墨脱的毒树根和毒蒿草研磨发酵而成，按说，那么大剂量就算侥幸没马上毒死，也伤了脾脏活不长啊，不会拉几趟稀屎就完了，太奇怪了。” 透过层层叠叠的树林，他们突然看见旺秀陪着扎西灰溜溜地走过。平措副官带着三名藏兵将扎西夹在中间。 格勒驻足观望。帕甲愤恨地说：“这次便宜了他，他们！” “我劝告过他，他听不进去，穷喇嘛出身他就是穷喇嘛，转世三辈子，他也变不成真正的贵族！” “那些和红汉人系一条腰带蹬一双靴子的家伙，看到下场了，可以杀一儆百！” 格勒摇了摇头说：“未必！充其量，迎风撒尿，弄了自己一身臊罢了。” 白玛和刚珠等在罗布林卡的大门外，他们焦急地朝里面张望。这时，平措押着扎西出来，白玛急不可耐地冲上前去，问道：“爸啦，到底……发生了什么事情？” 扎西示意他前后有人，不动声色地说：“回头告诉你……” 刚珠见机行事，拦在平措面前说：“平措副官亲自护送我们家老爷，您这面子给大发了。” “去去去，你别胡扯！你家老爷被圈禁了，我负责看管……”平措不耐烦地说。 扎西避开他们，悄声地问白玛：“去军区，你现在还能进去吗？” “能。每次去，他们都挺欢迎的。” “你快去打听打听，卖给解放军的青稞到底出了什么问题。” “我去找陈主任。” “我估计……陈主任也受牵连了，你试试吧。” 白玛转身朝另外一个方面奔去。平措心怀疑窦，但也管不了许多，只好押着扎西继续前行。