Chapter 10 Chapter Nine I asked you for directions once in my life, and you waved to me once in my life

The high holy city overlooks the world below.It uses height to demonstrate its authority. Sangye Gyatso sat in front of Ngawang Gyatso, and he told the reincarnated soul boy about his real life experience.Ngawang Gyatso anxiously listened to the twists and turns and the dramatic story, which made him feel as if he was listening to someone else's story.He was still in a dream, everything was so unreal. Ngawang Gyatso is at the mercy of others, doing various things.His thinking seemed to be suspended, and he just mechanically did what people asked him to do until the Fifth Panchen Lama came before him.

The compassionate old man walked up to him, and he seemed to see a savior in the old man's eyes.The old man talked to him kindly, comforted him, and told him about reincarnation. He was like his respected father and teacher, and his words warmed his heart.His heart calmed down in the old man's words, and he was finally ready to face his own identity. In the thirty-sixth year of Kangxi (1697), the fifth Panchen Lama was ordained for Ngawang Gyatso and became a monk.Ngawang Gyatso worshiped the fifth Panchen Lama as his teacher, and the Panchen Lama cut off three thousand threads of affliction for him with his own hands.After he kowtowed to the "Xianzong Longxi Libang Sutra" in the Jokhang Temple, the Panchen Lama gave him a brand new name - Puhui Luobuzang Renchen Tsangyang Gyatso.This is his legal name as the sixth Dalai Lama. From then on, he is no longer Ngawang Gyatso, but Tsangyang Gyatso.He completely cut off the secular relationship and became a disciple of the Buddha.

Sangye Gyatso issued a proclamation, announcing to the world that the fifth Dalai Lama had passed away long ago. He followed his instructions and kept the matter a secret.Now the time has come, he will enshrine the reincarnated soul boy who has been secretly protected by him for many years and become the sixth Dalai Lama.Prior to this, Sangye Gyatso had already sent a secret letter to Kangxi, telling the emperor everything.Kangxi didn't say much, and he acquiesced. After all, in this remote territory, stability should be the first priority.Since the emperor didn't say anything, naturally no one else dared to express dissatisfaction.The enthronement ceremony of the sixth Dalai Lama started smoothly.

On the anniversary of Tsongkhapa, the ancestor of the Yellow Sect, Tsangyang Gyatso was officially enthroned.Wearing exquisite clothes dedicated to living Buddhas, sitting in a tall, wide and stable sedan chair, he walked slowly through the city of Lhasa amidst people's worship and admiration.His eyes are full of the sprawling and magnificent prosperity specially designed for him. The sounds of conch, singing and dancing, and the awe of him came to my ears.The fifteen-year-old boy looked at his hands in disbelief.These hands were held by my parents, and later I read countless scriptures, and stroked my lover's lotus-like cheeks.However, at this time, what he was facing was people's worship, a tall and magnificent palace.All this made him a little dazzled.After personally experiencing such a grand scene, love seemed to fade a little in his heart.

Rigzin Wangmo, what is she doing now?Did she wash her face with tears at home, or did she start a new life?The young Living Buddha didn't know about all of this.In such a grand scene, the heart of the young Living Buddha was a little erratic. For the first time, he truly felt that he was a superior person.He seemed to understand his relationship with Rinzeng Wangmo at once: We will take two completely different paths, and it is impossible for us to be together; if this is the case, the fate is broken, why should I worry about it?Now that I am a living Buddha, I should accept everything that I will face.

He wrote a poem about this epiphany: Yi Renben and I, Although the love is exhausted, don't worry. After the Qingming Festival, spring returns, It's rare to see crazy bees falling in love with flowers. (Translated by Zeng Yan) That's how things are in the world.Changes come in an instant, and fallen leaves and dust will soon cover up the traces that once existed before, and everything will start again.Spring goes and autumn comes, this is the basic law of the world, but people's hearts are often attached to the past, the empty past that no longer exists. But what's the point?Even the bees are not fascinated by those fallen flowers, no matter how beautiful they were before, once they fall, all the good things are gone.People, perhaps, should live in accordance with the changes of this world, so that they can truly experience the breath of all things.

So, let's go! Tsangyang Gyatso decided to let go, to conform to this fateful change, to conform to his irreversible path.Thinking of this, his heart seemed to be relieved all of a sudden.His eyes looked at the pious people, and the praises flooded towards him like a tide. The Dalai Lama is the Living Buddha of the Yellow Sect of the Gelug Sect.The Gelug Sect is the latest to develop among the four sects of Tibetan Buddhism in Tibet.In the 14th century AD, Tsongkhapa, the founder of the Gelug Sect, came to Tibet.Here, he is working hard to become a qualified monk.Soon, he became a learned scholar.

He has been wearing a yellow hat since he finished his studies.After Lang Dama exterminated the Buddha, in order to prosper Buddhism, the barrister Gongba Rao Sai once gave the yellow hat he was wearing to Master Lu Mei who was about to go to Tibet to promote the Dharma.He said, as long as you put on this hat, you will be able to think of me.So the yellow hat represents the law-holder.Tsongkhapa felt that there were many bad habits in Buddhism at that time, and if the precepts were not strictly observed, it would be difficult for Buddhism to prosper.When he put on the yellow hat, he wanted to learn from the great law-holders in ancient times and become a preacher who revived the precepts.

Later, Tsongkhapa summed up all teaching theories of Hinayana, Sutra and Tantric, and formed a set of his own speeches. With the tolerance of all schools, rigorous academic attitude and discipline practice, he became a disciple with many followers. generation of masters.His disciples also took him as a model, put on the yellow hat, and became practitioners who strictly abide by the precepts. Since then, the Gelug Sect is also known as the Yellow Sect, and it is the most strictly disciplined of all sects.Therefore, the marriage of monks recognized by the Red Sect is absolutely forbidden in the eyes of the Yellow Sect. Once the precepts are violated, they will be punished and expelled.

Tsangyang Gyatso is the living Buddha of such a religious sect. As the suzerain of the sect, it is impossible for him to have the freedom of marriage and love.He was cut off from the connection with secular emotions by religion, and he must become a saint who abides by the rules and devotes himself to the Buddha. This point is something that everyone is very clear about, and it is also something that everyone thinks is very natural.When everyone regards this as natural and normal, who will ask the person's heart? Usually, becoming a monk is voluntary.Even if he had to go to the temple to live out his livelihood, he was ready to cut off the world.But only this living Buddha will not go through the consent of the person concerned. Once recognized, he will be born as a monk, and his personal will is far less powerful than the predestined power.What's more, how many people are vying to become this living Buddha, who would have thought that someone would not?

Indeed, power has its absolutely seductive aroma, and even Tsangyang Gyatso felt a little elated in the praises.Although it was not voluntary, his heart slowly began to accept it, and power became the honey that erodes people's hearts the fastest. At the same time, the girl named Rinzeng Wangmo was looking at the sky.Buddha in the sky, why did you take my lover away?Is he now, like me, heartbroken?Or...he has calmly faced his own destiny and forgotten about me... We can't restore the scene at that time, but there is a slight pain in our hearts.It is conceivable how painful that girl was, but when she recalled the little things she spent with her, it was so sweet.The bitterness and sweetness merged into a glass of highland barley wine, which she had to drink slowly.Until the passing years wash away the bitterness and sweetness, leaving the past without sadness or joy.Looking back, it's like reading a story that happened to someone else. This is helplessness, a love that must be broken.In this world, how many women with exquisite hearts are there, and how many loves can't be broken?Thinking that Tang Wan had been so sad before.She and Lu You were childhood sweetheart cousins, and she finally became his wife, but was driven back home by her mother-in-law.Although she remarried, she couldn't compare to the love that grew in her heart since she was a child. That day, she followed her husband to Shenyuan, and ran into Lu You's pale face.She saw "The Hairpin Phoenix" he left for her: Red crispy hands, yellow rice wine, and willows all over the city's spring palace walls.The east wind is evil, and the love is weak.Many years separated, my mind full of sorrow.Wrong, wrong, wrong!Spring is as old as before, people are empty and thin, and tears are red and silky.Peach blossoms fall, Xianchi Pavilion, although the mountain league is there, brocade books are hard to entrust.Mo, mo, mo!She left sadly, and soon fell ill with depression and sadness.When I was sick, I composed a song "The Hairpin Head Phoenix" to accompany it: The love of the world is thin, the love of human beings is evil, and the flowers are easy to fall when the rain is sent at dusk.Xiaofeng is dry, tears are left, and I want to express my thoughts, solo.Difficult, difficult, difficult!People become different, today is not yesterday, and the soul of sickness is like a swing.The sound of the horn is cold, the night is dim, afraid of people asking questions, swallowing tears and pretending to be happy.Hide, hide, hide! After that, she gradually became seriously ill, and passed away when she was only in her 30s. Is it because Lu You's attitude is too ambiguous?He gave in so easily, giving up the woman he loved and loved him.Mostly he comforted himself in this way: Since the fate is over, why bother to entangle?He didn't fight, he succumbed to the gradual mediocrity of daily life.But unknown, the pain in her heart was getting deeper and deeper.After all, he has his own future and a colorful career.Nothing compares to that woman, whose whole heart is burned in a love affair. In this world, how many men can fight bravely for their lover? Of course, some authors, Shen Sanbai, a scholar of the Ming Dynasty, left the family in order to protect his wife and lived a leisurely life.And Du Mu's story of "prosperous things dissipate the fragrance and dust, flowing water is merciless and grass springs. At dusk, the east wind complains about birds, and falling flowers are like people falling from a building" is a legend about a woman who cherishes her husband and jumps off a building to die in love. This is a bloody love, an unswerving attachment to life and death.Tsangyang Gyatso did not make such a choice, but we cannot blame him for this.After all, he is still too young, and he still has his beliefs and his Buddha, which are shackling him. And as a woman, what do you want?Do you want that person to be content with reality and grow old slowly with guilt, or do you want to splatter blood with him and give up everything for love? At this point, we still don't know what choice Renzin Wangmo will make.But I know that the young monk has changed his original intention and is willing to accept everything.Painful and enviable, he recognized it—maybe the future him would regret it sitting in the silent palace, but at this moment, his heart and eyes had been overwhelmed by the novel sight and lofty status. Captured. But we still can't blame him.This is life, this is destiny.Choosing to live well, perhaps, is not more unbearable than choosing desperate love.