i really don't want this system

Chapter 54
"Hahaha, okay, I found something. No, it should be a huge discovery." There was a burst of laughter from the identification room, but Li Si, who had always been steady, couldn't help being excited, breaking the embarrassing atmosphere in the hall.

Not long after, the identification room door opened.

A group of people came out.

Li Si walked in the front, his face was flushed, and the corners of his eyes were full of smiles.

"Mr. Ye, thank you very much. Without you, I really don't know when I will see the light of day again"

Li Si is an out-and-out Tibetan, and his ancestors have been there for generations.

Li Si is his Chinese name, and his Tibetan name: Tashi Dorje
Tashi means auspicious, the meaning is self-evident, I hope good luck.

Dorje means King Kong, and is one of the commonly used words for Tibetan male names.

As for Li Si, he is a person I particularly like, a famous statesman, writer, calligrapher, and jurist in the Qin Dynasty.

With outstanding political ability and foresight, he assisted King Qin to complete the great cause of unifying the six countries.

Li Si believes that: people don't care whether they are capable or not, intelligence and intelligence are basically the same, rich or poor, it all depends on whether one can seize the opportunity and choose the environment.

And Tashi Dorje doesn't like politics very much, but he likes Li Si's words very much, so after graduating from the most famous Buddhist university in Tibet, he didn't enter a popular position with huge competition pressure like other students, but I applied to enter the Qingshui Yamen Cultural Relics Administration Bureau that I liked, and as time passed, through my own efforts, I entered the Hall of Fame and became the owner of the Hall of Fame.

During this period, I applied for a Chinese name: Li Si.

There is nothing to say about Li Si's feelings for Tibet. The stain of the sixth Cangyang Gyatso can be described as a lifetime of pain. As a Tibetan, who doesn't want his Living Buddha to be a great person, at least not to be labeled as shameful.

Today, under the guidance of Ye Mosheng.

After the identification of the masters, plus the previous network excavation, there are three major evidences and three auxiliary evidences.

The blemish of Tibet will be removed.

This ends our trip to the Hall of Fame.

And Ye Mosheng and his party's trip to Tibet also ended here.

The three of them hurriedly boarded the super high-speed train to Rongcheng.

A girl on the train stared closely at Ye Mosheng, muttering from time to time, hoping it was him, it should be him.

Bai Yu finally found a chance to chat with her daughter.

"Fei Yan, Dad knows you have a sweetheart."

Bai Feiyan bowed her head in silence, her face flushed.

"I've already talked to him."

"Ah, Dad, do you know who he is?" Bai Feiyan was shocked, her face turned from crimson to blood red.

"of course I know."

"Then, what does he look like?" Bai Feiyan's heart skipped a beat.

"Not bad, very good, handsome." Bai Yu recalled Ye Mosheng's appearance. This kid is indeed a bit handsome, just like when I was young. Something went wrong.

"I don't know, but Dad, you have great powers, and you are worthy of being the vice president."

"Didn't you go to the Hall of Fame yesterday because of him?"

"For him? Was he there yesterday? I entered the Hall of Fame yesterday because you didn't take me with you a few times before."

"Isn't it Ye Mosheng? For this reason, I pulled your father down and talked to him about my opinion of you."

"Of course not. Ye Mosheng is good, but there is someone else in my heart. I thought you knew it. I still don't know who he is, but it doesn't matter, does it?"

"It's not important. It's not important. Fortunately, Ye Mosheng refused."

"Ah, you rejected me." Even though he was not his sweetheart, he was surprised to hear that someone rejected him.

But Bai Yu felt sad at the moment: Auntie, this face has been thrown at grandma's house. Fortunately, that guy refused, but he still feels uncomfortable. Why do you refuse when my daughter is so good.

"You fell in love with him without even meeting him, online dating?" At this moment, Bai Yu would prefer that person to be Ye Mosheng, at least he is young, sensible, and handsome.

And what if the online dating partner is a bad old man, you have to know that bad old men are very bad these days.

"It's not online dating. He's a writer, a college student. Remember the three-line poem I forwarded last time? He wrote it."

"Three-line poem? The kind of subject matter that is so popular now?" Bai Yu was shocked. This is also a rare talent. He is no worse than Ye Mosheng. He has created a brand new genre. Hey, are pigs so powerful now? ?

"Dad, do you know who he is?"

"As long as the author of this kind of platform is not exposed, it will be impossible to find out. But I will help you pay attention." Bai Yu's unspeakable loss of interest.

Following Ye Mosheng's departure, a piece of news that shocked the whole country swept across the country like a hurricane.

News broadcast: Recently, experts have provided three iron proofs and three supplementary proofs, confirming that Dasang Wangpo is the incarnation of the sixth Cangyang Gyatso.

In Longguo Daily, Tibetan Daily, CCTV, David TV, Penguin major platforms, bibs, live broadcast platforms, short videos... have been rebroadcasted to the top.

The Internet is crazy about reposting, liking, and commenting on the three major evidences and the three major supporting evidences.

Three supporting evidence:

90.00. The handwriting similarity is as high as [-]%.[-]. Back overlapping: perfect coincidence.

[-]. The multiple scenery angles in Dasang Wangpo's poems can only be seen in the exclusive place of the Living Buddha in the Potala Palace.

Three major proofs
The first ironclad evidence: the golden seal
There are 80.00% gold seals in the dark layer of Dasang Wangpo poetry.

The highest seal in Tibet is the jade seal. Since the Yuan and Ming dynasties, in order to show their respect to the leaders of Tibet, the central dynasties have given a considerable part of the seals to Tibet. The rest of the memorials were moved, and the gold seal was still used.

Therefore, the highest people in Tibet usually use gold seals, and the sixth generation is no exception.

The second ironclad evidence: Mandala seal

In addition to the gold seal of the status symbol, the living Buddha also has a special private seal, that is, the mandala seal owned by the living Buddha, all of which embody mysterious power and are respected and worshiped by people.

This exclusive seal is more authoritative.In Dasang Wangpo's original version, it appears eight times.

These two evidences have made the value of Tibetan seals rise sharply, and collectors are so happy that the last chapter is hard to find, while the business of Tibetan engraving stalls has increased dozens of times, and countless travelers regard Tibetan engraving as a must. buy souvenir.

The third largest evidence directly triggered a 12-magnitude tornado and a [-]-magnitude earthquake, not only in Longguo, but also aroused great attention from all over the world.

It is the autobiography of Cangyang Gyatso, the Sixth Living Buddha.The autobiography hidden in the dark layer of Dasang Wangpo's poetry collection restores the true image of the history of the VI, which is extremely valuable for historical reference.

For example, one of the dark layers:
Twelve years later, when I took up the post, I realized that what I wanted to do was not to be the village chief, I was the sixth living Buddha, the king of the snowy region.

Gold is my altar

Turquoise is my vessel

Golden nanmu is my couch

The Potala Palace is my residence
It is a supreme honor to be empowered by me; wherever I go, no one dares not to bow down.

I put on the jewelry that the lamas used to look for the living Buddha, and used the magic weapon of the previous living Buddha to practice. Looking at myself in the mirror, I feel like a dog, and I feel that all this is too hasty
Going up to the altar every day, welcoming the believers to bow down, and returning to the deep palace, the boundless loneliness and depression will come to me

For example, in the dark layer of the original version of "The Lover":

Well, since my Living Buddha is just a decoration, I will simply tear up this mask and become the most vulgar layman. When the incident happens, the expressions on the faces of those bad guys should be very funny. I will start hanging around pubs and brothels ,Night life.

Another example is the seven poems in "Collection of Love Poems by Dasang Wangpo"
what people say about me
I admit it in my heart

My youthful trivial steps
I have been to the house of the bartender

In the dark layer of the original version of the poem reads:

Someone found me and talked about that prodigal son who looks like a living Buddha

I do not care
Someone reported my deeds to Sanjay Gyatso, but he didn't say anything, because the Mongolian cavalry had almost broken through his company, and he had no time to care about me, a puppet living Buddha. I continued drinking and looking for my girlfriend for fun.

For example, the dark layer of the last poem is the most moving:
Everyone in the world said that I was frivolous and dissolute, so that I missed out on wealth and honor, and my old age was bleak, but no one ever asked me what kind of life I wanted.

I have been like a marionette all my life, being manipulated everywhere. When I was young, people said I was a living Buddha. When I became a Living Buddha, people said I was a prodigal son.

As everyone knows, the living Buddha is me, and the prodigal son is also me. I have traveled all over the ancient India and Nepal, and finally returned to the middle land. I am getting older and deeper, and my understanding of Buddhism is getting deeper. Changed a few more.

From then on, my pseudonym Dasang Wangpo became famous all over the world.

Since then, there is only Dasang Wangpo in the world, and there is no Cangyang Gyatso.

From now on, there will be no more me in this world.

The end of this autobiography has brought tears to the eyes of countless Tibetans.

Let countless people who like Dasang Wangpo's poetry experience the pain of being forgotten by the world, and the unspeakable sadness.

(End of this chapter)