Chapter 28 Chapter Twenty Seven

In the historical trajectory where power and desire are intertwined, nourished by blood and bones, there are always some people whose hearts are as pure as glass.In the meat grinder for power, they survived narrowly, but their innocence will never fade away. As the new puppet of Sangye Gyatso, Ngawang Rinchen also has the benevolence of Tsangyang Gyatso.His father's perverted obsession with power did not cast a shadow on him.There is a beautiful sunshine in his heart, which makes him and Tsangyang Gyatso have a rare friendship. But for some reason, every time Tsangyang Gyatso saw the figure of Xindiba saying goodbye to him, Tsangyang Gyatso always felt that there was a light and shadow of twilight on it.A young man who looks like the morning sun has the color of twilight on his body. Only Tsangyang Gyatso can understand this desolation.In his heart, there is no such twilight.Under the control of the careerist, no matter how beautiful the scenery is, it has the color of decay.

Tsangyang Gyatso may not have discovered it yet, but the two of them are not the only ones who are old.Sangye Gyatso's madness is exactly the despair in his old age.In this season that is about to end, he stretched out his hands in fear, trying to grasp the last glory. The old Sangye Gyatso controlled his son with his wild heart.Only three years later, he clashed with Lazang Khan again.Once again, the eminent monks gathered the two together to mediate.They discussed a peaceful plan in the stupa hall of the fifth Dalai Lama.The Fifth Dalai Lama is famous for his generosity to others. What should his spirit bones think when he sees the disputes at this time?

And the reincarnation of the Fifth Dalai Lama, Tsangyang Gyatso, sits in the most conspicuous position, like a decoration.In the endless debate, he was the one who never said a word.He silently looked at everyone in the seat.In the eyes of ordinary people, they are like gods.But at this time, they disregarded their noble status and quarreled like the most vulgar street people.Lhazang Khan, as a prince, forgot his own reserve.Sangye Gyatso also lost his former composure.There are even a group of eminent monks who have thrown aside the monk's withered heart. After assuming the position of Dalai Lama, Cangyang Gyatso gradually saw all kinds of discord and blood.However, if everything before was just a turbulent undercurrent under the peaceful surface, at this time, all the cover-ups have been torn apart, revealing the bloody essence.

Even though Tsangyang Gyatso has seen clearly the use of love, he still feels at a loss about power.It is difficult for him to understand why they are so obsessed, but he always feels that the heights are extremely cold.Now, he is sitting alone in the most prominent position, but no one cares about him.Yes, after all, he is just a puppet who is not thankful to both sides.He is like a clay statue in a palace, or an exquisite vase in a luxurious room, but it is just a decoration. This debate continued for several days.For Tsangyang Gyatso, this was really the most painful torture.Those disrespectful words of argument drilled into his mind like a spell.He was overwhelmed and wrote a weary poem:

Rocks and storms, scattered the eagle's feathers; cunning and hypocritical fellow, Makes me unbearably annoyed! (Translated by Gao Ping) But who would care about his troubles?Two political gamblers are still continuing their debate. "Tibet has always belonged to its people, to the Buddha in the sky." "What does the Buddha in the sky have to do with you, Sangye Gyatso? You are no longer Diba!" Lhazang Khan squinted his eyes and looked at Sangye Gyatso with contemptuous eyes. Even though he is blinded by power, people still have to admit that Sangye Gyatso is still a falcon with sharp eyes.He straightened his clothes and said, "Ah, ah. If this is the case, then please invite the sixth Diba Ngawang Rinchen to refute you." He took the time to look at his child.

That young man, like any Diba, was dressed in a dignified manner, but now he looked cramped and panicked.When he heard his father calling his name, he panicked.He wanted to take a sip from the wine glass to hide his uneasiness, but his hand shook and knocked over the wine glass.Amber barley wine dripped on his luxurious robe. "Haha, Master Diba." Lazang Khan smiled, and Ngawang Rinchen blushed a lot because of anger or embarrassment. "Tibet, of course Tibet belongs to the Buddha in the sky." Ngawang Rinchen stammered, "This is a land ruled by gods and Buddhas. These are instructions from the high Buddha! Lazang Khan, you Do you want to violate it?"

This silly boy finally memorized this passage.Sangye Gyatso looked at Ngawang Rinchen with admiration. "Hmph!" Lhazang Khan had no objection, and snorted coldly. "Stop fighting! Don't do anything too much in front of the fifth pagoda!" The representatives of the three temples said, "Everyone take a step back, take a step back!" Lazang Khan rolled his eyes slyly, and finally compromised: "Then, I will retreat to Qinghai. However, Sangye Gyatso will also go to Gongga Dzong in Shannan for meditation." "No problem." Sangye Gyatso agreed without hesitation.The representatives of the three major temples breathed a sigh of relief.However, the eyes of the two people who are keen on scheming are intertwined at this time, and they can see the burning fighting spirit in each other's eyes.

This scene was seen by Cangyang Gyatso who was sitting on the side.He couldn't help shivering, he still couldn't understand where this passion for power came from. After the meeting, Tsangyang Gyatso returned to his empty palace.He knew that Lhazang Khan, who had agreed to retreat to Qinghai, would go south, and Sangye Gyatso, who had agreed to go to meditate, would also leave with his own army. They don't take cheating seriously, do they?Cangyang Gyatso felt extremely powerless.Sitting in the hall, the light of the flickering fire shone on his face. At this time, someone suddenly handed in a letter.Who else will remember to write to him?Lovers are gone, friends are killed.Who else will remember him?Tsangyang Gyatso opened the letter, only to find that it was from Ngawang Rinchen, the son of Sangye Gyatso.

"Dear Living Buddha, I don't want to be my father's puppet...I want to live my own life. Please forgive me, I have to leave quietly like this..." Cangyang Gyatso let go of his hand, and the fluffy paper fell to the ground.He felt powerless for a while, but thankful for the young man.If he can leave, he can live a free life, right?He can run on the vast grassland... he can hold the hand of his beloved girl, and he can drink with his friends.But what about myself?I can't leave myself. Whom to blame?Is it God?Or those who are blinded by desire?Do not hesitate to support the sky with bones and pour blood into the pool to complete that illusory goal?Do they still have good and evil thoughts in their hearts?His innocent heart is destined to make him suffer more pain, he can't accept it, can't understand such cruelty.

This is the curse that fate has cast for him, so that he cannot escape and has nowhere to hide.God is so unfair, constantly tormenting him, trying to leave scars and stains on his innocent heart.However, he is still so simple.This is his luck and his misfortune. May I ask us ordinary people, how many of us can persist in guarding our original mind?In this complicated world, there are too many temptations, and they are colorfully placed in front of us.A lot of people, being dazzled like this, stumbled towards the mirage in front of them, and rushed over desperately.But who still remembers that when he was a child, he sat by the stream with his friends, listened to the sound of running water and wind, and told each other. dream writer?

Who remembers the world in their hearts?In the neon lights of the city, the eyes are full of prosperity.And under that bustling surface, there are transactions and desires... What about the innocent heart back then? This is a difficult journey, it is self-salvation, and it is to discover the truth, goodness and beauty of the world from pain and tears.People with a heart of innocence will be the lights that light up the world.And the young lama named Tsangyang Gyatso, who was silent for a long time in those pages, told us with his posture that besides desire and greed, there is truth, goodness and beauty in this world. The road from northern Tibet to Lhasa is billowing with dust.It was the dust stirred up by Razang Khan's army.According to the agreement, Lazang Khan's army left Lhasa and headed northward.But that was just what he did. He gathered more troops in Nagqu and immediately launched a counterattack. This time, Sangye Gyatso learned to be smart. He traveled all the way south, but sent eyeliners to follow Lazang Khan's army.So when Lhazang Khan's army started to turn around, he got the information and mobilized more troops to meet it.A fierce battle is about to start. The eminent monks who heard the news were terrified.They hurriedly pulled Tsangyang Gyatso to stop the fight.I don't know why the eminent monks are so keen on persuading fights. Maybe it's the compassion of Buddhism, or maybe they regard it as their sacred mission.But their persuasion was ineffective.They can only persuade with the compassion of the Buddha, but what they are facing are careerists who are blinded by power.Even if they can separate the two fighting wolves, the wildness in their hearts will make the wolves wait for an opportunity to fight again.The compassion of the Buddha has little effect on the inherent wolf nature. But for Tsangyang Gyatso, this was a rare trip.He couldn't remember the last time he rode his horse and whipped his whip, and he was always accompanied by a large group of people when he traveled.When he stole out of the Potala Palace, in order to avoid people's eyes and ears, he chose to walk again.Now in order to catch up with the speed of the two armies, everyone travels on light horses. The horse team flew out of Lhasa with the sound of horseshoes running, as if riding against the wind, flying with the heart of Tsangyang Gyatso at speed, flying to the vast grassland, and flying to the sky without worries.Cangyang Gyatso's heart is very happy, this is the feeling of freedom, this is the speed at which the mind can fly when it is free.He thought, an enlightened person should have such a mind.No matter where you are, your mind can fly like this.Yes, even if it is a journey to a troubled place, as long as the heart can maintain the posture of flying, it doesn't matter. The horse team moved forward quickly and arrived at the camps of the two armies before the two armies fought.For the sake of future rule, the leaders of the two armies bought the face of these eminent monks. Under the watchful eyes of the eminent monks who kept talking about the Buddha, they agreed to abide by the previous agreement.Lazang Khan will continue to go north and return to the Mongolian grasslands, while Sangye Gyatso will go south to meditate in the south of the mountain. In front of the Buddha, they are still believers of the Buddha, but in their hearts, they have already abandoned their faith.But Tibet is still a Buddhist country, and only faith can rule it.They had to step back in front of the Buddha, but they looked into each other's eyes, sparking separately.Since this place is destined not to be a battlefield, they will definitely fight him.Lazang Khan and Sangye Gyatso each set off with their own troops, each planning a new battlefield in their hearts. Sangye Gyatso went to Gongga to transfer troops. At this time, a Mongolian cavalry with only a few hundred people rushed in straight along the road to the holy city.Lhasa was thus captured by Lhazang Khan's army, and Lhazang Khan marched towards Lhasa with the rest of his troops. It was another surprise attack, and it succeeded in seizing benefits with lightning speed.Lazang Khan deserves to be a warrior with Mongolian blood, who knows how to win with speed.This made Sangye Gyatso regret in the distant Gongga. In the Potala Palace, Cangyang Gyatso heard about the new war, and he only sighed in his heart.He is just a puppet, and it doesn't matter who manipulates him.It's just that he knows that a new war is about to ignite.