Chapter 9 Chapter 8 Lhasa Rough Snow

The winter in the thirty-fourth year of Kangxi (1695) seemed to be extremely cold.The heart of the fifth Dipa Sangye Gyatso was also frozen.In order to get rid of the control of the Mongols and the emperor, he was full of political ambitions and chose to cooperate with Galdan, who was planning to make trouble in the Junggar tribe.However, how can the mere Junggar tribe compare with the powerful Qing Dynasty led by Kangxi?Galdan was defeated in the end, and even his concubines were killed, but he himself escaped with his life. The alliance between Sangjie Gyatso and Galdan was soon discovered by Kangxi.Amidst the turbulent snow in Lhasa, the imperial edict sent from the capital quickly arrived in the hands of Sangye Gyatso.In the edict, Sangye Gyatso was severely reprimanded by Emperor Kangxi.Thousands of miles away in the Forbidden City, the emperor's thunder and fury terrified this politically ambitious monk.What's even more frightening is that in the edict, Emperor Kangxi mentioned the death of the fifth Dalai Lama!Both the court and the emperor knew of Sangye Gyatso's concealment.

what to do?Sangye Gyatso knew that without the emperor's support, he would not be able to continue the authority he has today.Now his only solution is to take the reincarnated soul boy to the Potala Palace.The existence of this young puppet allows him to continue to hold power and enjoy privileges. He hurriedly found his subordinates and ordered them to go to the Gongba Monastery in the south to retrieve the reincarnated soul boy of the fifth Dalai Lama. At this moment, Ngawang Gyatso was happily planning his marriage with his beloved in Menyu.His love has blossomed into a small flower, full of beautiful scenery.He is imagining his future, and he will spend a happy life with his beloved under the watchful eyes of the Buddha.This may be the happiest life of a Red Sect believer. Even if you can't become a Buddha instantly, you can be accompanied by a beautiful woman, and you can explore the wisdom of the Buddha. What a fulfilling life.But this world did not give him the opportunity to achieve this happiness, what this world wanted to give him was a greater mission.

Ngawang Gyatso did not perceive this, and his hands were still soft.She snuggled close to him and listened to him arrange their happiness.He saw shyness and longing on her face, and he couldn't help but want to kiss her cheek.But a group of people swept into their room like the wind, separating him from her.He was anxious to find her hand, but the person kneeling in front of him told him a shocking news—he was the reincarnation of the fifth Dalai Lama. At that moment, it was a violent storm.He didn't think about how much he wanted to achieve, he just wanted to pursue the happiness in his heart.But even when he had never heard the news of the fifth Dalai Lama's death, he turned out to be the reincarnated soul boy of the fifth Dalai Lama.He seemed to have heard the funniest thing in the world, but those people who couldn't afford to bow down were actually in front of his eyes.Among these people, some he knew were the scripture teachers who lectured for him and the abbot of the monastery.These elders who looked down on him in the past are now kneeling in front of him.

There was a buzzing in his mind.In a panic, he wanted to find someone to rely on. After searching around, he found that the only one who looked directly into his eyes was her who was equally flustered as him. He didn't know how he was surrounded by people and left.He only knew that his eyes had been looking at the girl who was destined to have no destiny with him.He will become a living Buddha aloft, but he would rather bend down and kiss the dirt of this world.In a trance, he seems to realize that he will be imprisoned in the noble hall of the Potala Palace, and he is no longer qualified to talk about "love".

He was originally the wind, but he was restrained and lost his vitality.Unless one day, love can wake up, from then on, there will be no such existence as Ngawang Gyatso.It will be replaced by Tsangyang Gyatso, the sixth Dalai Lama. Later, whenever he thought of that smaller and smaller figure, he felt that his heart was so painful that it was about to split in two.He wrote heartbroken sentences about it: The young girl wants to come, the weather is cold, Jian Jia and Shuang are gray in the evening. The wasps scatter and the flowers fly away, Resentment and ruthlessness overnight frost. (Translated by Zeng Yan)

At this moment, which is regarded as the supreme glory by the world, in the heart of Ngawang Gyatso, it is like frost.Frost separated the bees and flowers who were passionately in love in spring and summer, just like an identity separated him from his lover.The world was no longer the world he was familiar with in an instant, and the enthusiasm that was blowing from all around was like a cold wind.Ngawang Gyatso's heart was trembling in the cold wind, he didn't know if he would have a chance to see her again.He exhausted his eyes to look, but he could no longer see the figure. A pair of lovers were forced to separate like this.The creator of this tragedy was none other than the fifth Dipa Sangye Gyatso.It was his ambition that made Tsangyang Gyatso's growth different from other reincarnated soul boys.He did not receive the training that a living Buddha should have since he was a child, so as to forge a calm Buddha's heart. What he saw was the vivid world situation.He always thought that he would embark on a secular road: respecting the Buddha in his heart, embracing the lover in his arms, and living together on this plateau with sacred snow-capped mountains until old age.

It was political ambition that made Tsangyang Gyatso's life destined to become a tragedy.The careerists covet a great land, and imagine that one day they can stand at the highest point, hold a scepter in hand, and trample everyone under their feet.Their eyes are dazzled by the bright color of gold; their hearts are filled with desire.Even life can be easily trampled on, and no one will listen to the complaints of millions of undead souls. What is humble love? Seeing the figure of Ngawang Gyatso drifting away and the guard of honor surrounding him leaving, Rinzen Wangmo felt despair overwhelmed her.What she fell in love with was actually the supreme Living Buddha!At this moment, should she be proud of the affection he bestowed on her?Should she feel that this is a gift from God to her?No, she had no pride in her heart, nor did she feel any gift, she only knew that the man she loved abandoned her, even though it was not his intention, but he finally let go of the hand that loved her, To touch another world.

How many men in this world are willing to give up everything for the sake of their lover, no power, no future?But any man, no matter how indifferent, there is always a little bit in his heart, the desire to make himself a shining figure.This is probably due to nature, they are always more rational, compared to women, they are more decisive, and they can go crazy for love. In the vortex of politics, the love between two people is like a turntable, how can it be stable?It is difficult to have good results, especially for women—they can’t decide their own destiny: even if they fall in love with a person, it is easy to be unable to grow old together because of the man’s selfish desires and single-minded "great ambitions".Turning over the bloody pages of history, you can see those weeping women between the lines.

Li Xiangjun, one of the eight beauties of the Qinhuai River, spilled blood on the paper fan of love for love.She couldn't see her lover, so she had to stay in the nunnery.But what waited was that her lover was a traitorous bastard.Since the entrustment is not human, it is better to accompany the green light and roll up this remaining life. Kou Baimen originally thought that if a girl from Le nationality married into the Duke's family, she would have a good home.Little did she know that the one she fell in love with was actually a libertine.It's fine if the love is wrong, at least you can live your life smoothly.But that soft-boned Zhu Guobi not only surrendered to the Qing court, but also planned to sell a group of concubines, including Lian Kou Baimen, in order to redeem himself.When she raised money to redeem him, he begged her forgiveness again with a bitter face.But where would she look back.She returned to Jinling, and from then on, she used poetry and wine as companions, playing games in the world.

These ancient women yearn for love, but they are outstanding and often get involved in politics.In the face of politics, no matter how precious love is, it will inevitably be destroyed once.Among them, men's cowardice and worries are the source of their tragedies. Rinzeng Wangmo once made a vow for Ngawang Gyatso that life and death would not be separated.She loves him, but the power of religion is too strong, she is just a little girl.There was nothing she could do but cry.Her eyes, like stars in the sky, were covered with a layer of mist, and she saw the youthful figure gradually submerged in the crowd.She reached out to hold something, but she knew that it was someone chosen by the gods and Buddhas, and only the lines of fate were carved in her palm.

Love is thus ruined.She knew that from then on, it was impossible for them to have an intersection.He is the aloof sixth Dalai Lama, her god, and she is just a handful of dust under his feet—no, she is just an insignificant grain of dust among countless dust. It was not that she wanted to part, nor that death would separate them.It's fate, politics, and weakness, and it's destined that she won't be able to get along with it after all. What about Ngawang Gyatso?When he was in the vortex, he was powerless, or didn't have the heart to struggle. Surrounded by people, he went away, and he went to the Potala Palace with tears in his heart.This is a fate that a 15-year-old boy cannot resist.He was facing that holy place, the holy place that countless Tibetan Buddhists yearned for piously, but he kept turning his head to see his Rinzeng Wangmo, the lotus-like girl.She was as beautiful as when I first saw her, even more beautiful than before. The 15-year-old boy went to Lhasa with tears in his eyes.The cold weather made his tears freeze into ice crystals.The crystal clear ice beads fell to the ground and shattered into pieces. He is a monk and he will be the sixth Dalai Lama.He saw Lhasa, as magnificent as a legend, and he saw the Potala Palace, which is an extraordinary holy place.In the snow, everything is white and looks more divine.A nerve in his heart was pulled, and he was about to go to the holy world that the world was fascinated by. Yet he also knew that some things were lost forever.Behind him is the wailing of his beloved girl, for whom he has engraved a lifetime of sorrow.But what can he do?She can only swallow her own tears in her own grief, and he can only be his living Buddha in the peerless holy place.Powerlessly, he ruined the happiness of a woman's life. Walking in the chaotic snow in Lhasa, he brushed his body, but he was still covered in the snow that he couldn't get rid of.This cassock is his future destination, but the chaotic snow is the bond in his heart that cannot be parted.