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Chapter 45 Chapter 45: Ximen Collection of Snitches and Thieves Edict of Buda Palace Sadi Receives Benefit

Drunk Zhang San 张宝瑞 3883Words 2018-03-12
The leader led Wang Jinting and others into the market town, and when they came to a gorgeous house, they saw Zhang San sitting on the steps, holding a saddle in his hand and saying, "Please forgive me, my lord. I'm a ghost, so I don't dare to be presumptuous, I lost my lord's horse when I fell off the cliff this time, and only brought back this saddle." Hearing this, Wang Jinting couldn't help laughing loudly, and said repeatedly: "Master Zhang is really good at it." The leader said: "My lord, I have worked hard all the way. I will prepare a few tables of banquets to clean up the dust for everyone. My lord, please!" In the living room, there are plenty of food and wine, a feast full of pigs and cattle, and there are green wheat steamed buns, meat buns, etc.The leader invited everyone to sit down, raised his glass and said, "It's a blessing that Imperial Envoy Wang came to our remote village today. Imperial Envoy Wang has worked hard all the way, and this glass of wine will wash away the dust for you." After speaking, he drank it all down.The leader poured another glass of wine, came in front of Zhang San, and said, "Master Zhang is a great martial artist in the mainland. He fell off a cliff, but he was safe and sound. I don't know what kind of skill it is?"

It turned out that after Zhang San's horse was unsteady and fell, he felt the wind in his ears, and he fell sharply. It was dark below, surrounded by a cloud, which was wet.His mind was still clear, and he immediately realized that if he didn't fall into a meatloaf in an instant, he would be crushed to death by the horse.He hurriedly jumped up, took his feet out of the stirrups, exhausted all his life's strength, kicked off the mount, and leaped towards the upper right side of the ravine. With one grasp, he caught an ancient pine all at once.He climbed along the ancient pine to a raised rock cliff.When he looked closely, he was covered in cold sweat.I cried in my heart: "It's so dangerous!" Looking up, the steep peaks can't see the top of the mountain, and looking down, there is a layer of mist floating in the gloomy valley.He crawled to the bottom of the valley, although he was helpless in the air, but he could show his skills when he grabbed the cliff.The rugged and rugged cliffs tens of feet high scratched his fingers, and he climbed to the bottom of the valley in a short while.He found the white horse in the grass. He took off the saddle and carried it on his shoulders, and climbed up the mountain obliquely with centipede jumps and tiger walks.He galloped along the way, bypassed the post station, and came to this Tibetan market town, reported the situation, and then sat at the gate with the saddle on his shoulders, waiting for Wang Jinting to come.

After listening to Zhang San's narration, everyone was amazed.Zhang San smiled and said: "If I didn't have the finger-hanging kung fu and centipede jumping skills that my master taught me back then, I'm afraid I would have died in the bottom of the valley long ago." Let's use Mr. Zhang's work." Zhang San nodded. A group of people came to the courtyard, and the leader's wife and daughter also came out to watch.Zhang San lay down on the ground, jumped two or three zhang away, and then jumped onto the room with a light flick.He jumped up and down, soared back and forth, as light as a civet cat, and more like a white ape.The leader was amazed when he saw it, and said, "Inland kung fu really lives up to its reputation!"

That night, the group stayed at the leader's house, and Wang Jinting and others soon fell asleep due to the fatigue of the day.Zhang San didn't want to go to bed so early, so he took a bottle of wine and a pig's trotter, leaning on the bed, eating meat and drinking wine, humming a little song leisurely. All of a sudden, four Tibetans came in, all young and strong men.A Tibetan said: "Master Zhang hasn't slept yet. Are you homesick? Let's have a drink with you." Zhang San laughed and said, "That's good." Come to wine and meat, several people drink together.Four Tibetans held crosses and danced in front of the table.The sound of the fork is loud, and the cold light is shining.All of a sudden, the four people yelled loudly, waved their forks and flew out at the same time, and the four forks went straight to Zhang Sanmen's door.Zhang San didn't dodge or evade, he just raised his hands lightly and moved the fork with his fingers. With a "clang", the four forks pierced into the four walls respectively, trembling.The Tibetans looked at each other.The four Tibetans knelt together and said: "Master Zhang possesses unique skills, so we will try them out together, and we must obey him." Zhang San nodded with a smile, he didn't mind, helped them up, and laughed loudly: "Come, eat meat! A Tibetan stabbed a piece of meat with a dagger to respect Zhang San, but Zhang San actually took it with his mouth, and bit off the tip of the knife with a "chi".Then with a puff of air, the tip of the knife was inserted into the table, and all the Tibetans applauded in unison.The Tibetans said: "Sure enough, I am an eye-opener today!"

In the drinking room, the candlelight died down suddenly, and the room was completely dark.Four Tibetans took out sharp knives and slashed at Zhang San. There were a few "clicks", the tables and chairs were all cracked, and there was no sound at all.A Tibetan sneered and said, "Okay! Alright! Let's light up the lamp and eat noodles with meat sauce!" When the candle light came back to light, I saw Zhang San sitting on the kang head with a wine glass in his hand, with a calm expression.The four Tibetans were about to escape, Zhang San picked up the pills and waved his arms four times in a row, the four Tibetans fell to the ground one after another and died.

Zhang Sanmeng heard some movement in Wang Jinting's room, and shouted: "Who is it?" He hurried out of the room, only to see a black shadow flashing away.Zhang San rushed into Wang Jinting's room, lit a candle, saw Wang Jinting sleeping soundly on the kang, and the edict slipped to the ground.It is thought that someone came to steal the imperial edict, and when he heard Zhang San shouting, he fled in panic. The leader and all the bodyguards were awakened, put on their clothes and went out to see, Zhang San explained the reason.Wang Jinting was also awakened, and saw that the imperial edict was in Zhang San's hands, for some reason.Zhang Sandao: "Someone wants to steal the imperial edict."

A group of people came to Zhang San's house, and there were four corpses lying on the ground.The leader bent down, took a closer look, shook his head and said, "They are not locals, but judging from their skin color and clothes, they look like Lhasa people." Zhang San said to himself: "It's strange, then how did they know we were here, and why did they steal the edict?..." Wang Jinting said: "It seems that the journey is difficult and dangerous, we'd better be careful." In the early morning of the next day, Wang Jinting waited for the departure, and the leader took people to see him off one way after another, and then returned to the market town.

Wang Jinting and others rode the hussars sent by the leader, day and night, passing Qamdo, Luolong, Tongmai, Songduo and other places, wading through mountains and rivers, and finally arrived in Lhasa after two months of hardships. The Dalai Lama lives in the Potala Palace.The Potala Palace is located in the west of the ancient city of Lhasa, on the Potala Hill.Potala is the Sanskrit transliteration of Putuoluojia, the resort of Avalokitesvara.The Potala Palace was built in the 17th century. After the fifth Dalai Lama Lobsang Gyatso established the Gaden Phodrang regime, his scripture teacher Triqin Jiangqiu Qunpei and others said that according to the dynasty system of each generation, if there is no capital of each sect , the regime will not be consolidated.On March 25, 1645, the foundation stone of the Potala Palace was laid, and it took three years to complete. After that, successive Dalai Lamas expanded it, making the Potala Palace a glittering golden palace.The Red Palace of the Potala Palace is a spiritual pagoda hall and various Buddhist halls of Dalai Lamas.The fifth Dalai Lama's stupa and the tower hall are located on the west side of the fourth floor of the Red Palace. Eight silver pagodas.The pagoda is wrapped in gold leather and inlaid with jewels.The assembly hall to the east of the pagoda hall is the hall for the fifth Dalai Lama.The main hall is surrounded by murals of the fifth Dalai Lama's life and achievements.On the east wall of the main hall, there is a picture of the fifth Dalai Lama meeting Shunzhi.In the main hall hangs a golden plaque of "Yonglian Chudi" bestowed by Emperor Qianlong.Under the plaque is the throne of the Dalai Lama, known as the Great Throne of the Fearless Lion.When the sixth Dalai Lama Tsangyang Gyatso was enthroned, he was on this throne.Next to it is the stupa of the tenth Dalai Lama, which is very gorgeous.There are also the Fawang Cave, the Susheng Sandi Hall, etc. It is said that Songtsan Gampo once lived in the Fawang Cave.Fawang Cave is on the top of Potala Mountain, with two small white pagodas on the left and right sides, inside which are painted sculptures of Songtsan Gampo and Princess Wencheng.

Adjacent to the White House to the east of the Red Palace, there are the palaces where successive Dalai Lamas lived; the dormitory of the regent, the Dalai Lama's teacher, and the assembly hall.The East and West Sunlight Halls are located on the top floor of the White House, one east and one west, which are the two residences of the Dalai Lama.The East Hall is the place where the Dalai Lama holds celebrations and religious activities. The Dalai Lama is enthroned, pro-government, and canonized here.On the four walls of the main hall, there are murals such as "monkey turns into man" and "Princess Jincheng looks in the mirror", which are colorful.

To the east of the White House is the East Happy Square, where every year on December 29th in the Tibetan calendar, Tibetans hold a grand dance of gods.Today, the grand ceremony to welcome Wang Jinting, the imperial envoy of Emperor Xuantong of the Qing Dynasty is also held here.This morning, the sun was shining brightly, and the East Happy Square was crowded with people and the atmosphere was warm.The thirteenth Dalai Lama led his scripture teachers, ministers and soldiers to the square. He was wearing a cassock with red sable eyes and embroidered white cranes all over his body. Satin-faced mink claw red silk, embroidered with golden and red Ganoderma lucidum grass, and wearing silk purple Ning silk flat Jinshou five-inch clogs.

Accompanied by Zhang San and others, Wang Jinting walked to the square, holding the imperial edict in his hand, and bowed deeply to the 13th Dalai Lama.At this time, Buddhist music is singing together, cheering and jumping.Two handsome and gorgeous Tibetan women offered hada.Feeling refreshed, Wang Jinting handed over the imperial edict, and the thirteenth Dalai Lama smiled slightly and stretched out his hand to receive it. At this time, there was a thunderous shout: "The Dalai Lama is a fake! Don't give him the imperial edict!" Zhang San heard this, and rushed forward to snatch the imperial edict. A lama in yellow was sitting on the leader's horse, holding a crescent shovel, and when the words reached someone, he jumped up, lifted Wang Jinting, and rolled him on the horse behind him.Zhang San took a closer look, and found that the lama in yellow was exactly the Lama Shalu whom he had met in the Yellow Temple in Beijing more than ten years ago. Although he was much older and had a scar on his forehead, his appearance remained the same. Zhang San didn't want to think too much, and hurriedly put the imperial edict into his arms. The "Thirteenth Dalai Lama" beckoned, and soldiers from both sides surrounded him.Zhang San drew out his treasured saber, bowed left and right, and knocked down a few soldiers first.Lama Shalu and his entourage also waved their weapons and fought with the soldiers.Zhang San and the bodyguards will be with Lama Shalu and others, attacking from left to right.The square suddenly became chaotic, and the Tibetans who watched the excitement scattered and fled. The soldiers and scripture teachers of the "Dalai Lama" gathered more and more, surrounding Zhang San, Lama Shalu and others in the core. Lama Shalu shouted: "Quickly go southeast to break out of the siege!" With a wave of his crescent shovel, he killed two soldiers and galloped southeast.Zhang San also wanted to go with him, only to see a red-clothed lama, fat and fat, holding a wooden pestle and beating him.Zhang San raised his sword and knocked away the wooden pestle in his hand.Next to it, the "Dalai Lama" raised his hand, and a golden cymbal flew out, hitting the peak of the precious sword in Zhang San's hand. Zhang San felt his hand go numb, and the precious knife dropped.Zhang San lost his precious sword, so he had to fight with the lama in red with his fists.The lama in red suddenly went around behind Zhang San, took his arms with both hands, and threw him away ten feet away, and landed on the stone steps of the Potala Palace. Zhang San got up, and everyone was shocked. , The stepping stone has cracked. Zhang San saw the lama in red rushing towards him.Stretching two fingers slightly towards his wrist, the lama in red suddenly felt numb all over his body, and fell to the ground with a "plop".He looked down, his wrists were bruised and purple, his heart was in pain, and beads of sweat the size of beans were running down his face. Zhang San was about to kill to the southeast, but the "Dalai Lama" blocked his hand, raised both hands, and flew out two golden cymbals, directly attacking the back of Zhang San's head.Zhang San suddenly heard the metallic sound, and hurriedly lowered his head. The two cymbals circled for a while, then snapped together, and fell to the ground with a clanging sound.Zhang San thought: If he didn't hide quickly, his brains would have been sprayed out. It's really dangerous! "The Dalai Lama" said with a smile: "Zhang San, the Beijing drunk, is really good at kung fu. I'd like to practice it for a while." As he spoke, he used the six-way sect of the Lama boxing.The six-way sect's hands are Feihe hand, Maitreya hand, Douluo hand, star luck hand, pulse-taking hand and pulse-transforming hand.The technique is varied and whirring, spinning like a windmill.Zhang San thought to himself: You have your own changes, but I have my own rules.He performed the special skill of lightness kung fu like a revolving lantern, walking around, dodging the attacks of the opponent's standing Zongshou in turn. The "Dalai Lama" saw that the six-way sect could not subdue Zhang San, so he used the 30 second-hand flying cloud grasping, 64-point hammer and 24 leg strikes in the Lamaquan, but they were all defeated by Zhang San. Dodge with the power of dodge.This fierce fight lasted until noon.The Lama Boxing is a fierce skill, and it takes a lot of effort. Zhang San just dodges lightly, without much effort.Gradually, the "Dalai Lama" was floating and sweating profusely. Zhang San smiled and said: "Elder, let's show Zhang San some more unique skills!" The Dalai Lama turned over and supported the ground with one finger, which is called "One Finger Zen" skill.Zhang San was fascinated to see that the "Dalai Lama" crossed his legs and made a "poof". Due to excessive force and long-term fatigue, his fingers were broken, and he screamed in pain.Seeing an opportunity, Zhang San leaped forward, and with all his strength, hit the "Dalai Lama"'s pill. The "Dalai Lama" screamed and died.
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