[Qing Chuan] The daily life of the seven princes

The man grabbed Yinyou's hand: "Since I want to make you a friend, I must do my best as a landlord."

"Then..." Yinyou smiled without forcing, "Then respect is worse than obedience."

"That's right!" The man turned his head again, "I haven't asked your surname yet."

"My surname is...Tong, Tong Chengtian. I am the seventh child in my family, and my parents and brothers call me Xiaoqi."

The man stretched out his hand: "I am the Borjijit family, my name is Peng Lhazang, and my Tibetan name is Tenzin Lhazang."

It was the Borzigit family again, Yinyou thought: "Dating back to the Yuan Dynasty, we are still relatives."

The other party warmly held his hand: "Brother Chengtian...Xiaoqi, can I call you that too?"

Yinyou nodded: "Of course it is... possible."

Peng Lazang's mansion is not far away, but it's also on the way.Yinyou really didn't refuse anymore, and followed him with someone.

They lived in the mansion for a few days, and they were entertained with good wine and good food every day. Peng Lazang seemed to have nothing else to do, so they talked about martial arts with him every day, competed with each other, and were especially interested in Central Plains martial arts.

During the first half month of going out, Yinyou lived in a tent every day, resting his head on the mountains and rivers, and the galaxy as his quilt.It's not bad to stay on a soft couch for two days.

Whether it is a Tibetan or a Mongolian, drinking is always poured into the stomach bowl by bowl.Moreover, the wine in their plateau area is very strong, and when it passes through the throat, there is a burning sensation, and when it is drunk into the stomach, it feels like the whole abdomen is about to burn.

What Yinyou drank in the palace was sweet and refreshing fruit wine, how could he drink this.After eating a bowl, the surface is calm, but in fact, it is like a fire is lit in the stomach.

After a while, I gradually got used to it, and felt a little refreshed again.If you taste a little bit, you will have to drink three hundred cups at a time, hoping that you will never wake up after being drunk.

But he was still very restrained, knew enough was enough, and did not drink too much.

Three days later, Peng Lhazang already regarded Yinyou as his close friend, and even invited him not to return to the Central Plains, and stayed in Qinghai from then on, giving him an official job, and promised him a lifetime of prosperity.

Yinyou believes that he can do it, and the entire Qinghai-Tibet Plateau is under the control of his family.If it's another person, this condition is indeed enough to make people tempted.

But he got the wrong partner, what is the whole Qinghai-Tibet Plateau to Yinyou?The entire East Asian continent belongs to his family.

Seeing that he had made up his mind to go, Peng Lhazang could not force him to stay, so he had to agree.The night before he left, another feast was held for him, and some horses and camels were given to them, which were heavily loaded with beef, mutton and highland barley, enough for them to eat until Lhasa.

Early the next morning, Peng Lazang saw Yinyou off in person, and the two rode horses and walked side by side on the grassland.

Yinyou saw it, and it was time to have lunch after sending it down.So he cupped his fists and said, "I will send you off for thousands of miles, but I will have to say goodbye at the end. There will be fate in the future, and we want to see you elsewhere."

Peng Lazang nodded, and handed him something. Yinyou took it and saw that it turned out to be an amulet, which fell heavily in the palm of his hand, and it should be made of pure gold.

"There is the logo of my Heshuote family on the back of the amulet. As long as you are in the Qinghai-Tibet region, no matter what trouble you encounter, if you show this amulet, no one will dare to embarrass you."

Yinyou did not delay, and readily accepted: "Thank you!"

Peng Lazang looked at him, and was about to say "there will be some time later", when suddenly the sound of horseshoes came from far to near.Everyone looked at the reputation, and a group of Mongolian cavalry came from a distance.

When the cavalry hadn't approached, Yinyou noticed their solemn expressions, thinking that something important must have happened.

The team stopped not far in front of them, then got off their horses, knelt down in front of Peng Lazang and said something.

They spoke Tibetan, which Yinyou couldn't understand.Looking back at Yanheng, the latter looked astonished and told him in a low voice: "King Khan... died suddenly. These people are here to take him to Lhasa."

"!!!"

Yinyou was calm on the surface, but his heart was turbulent. He didn't expect to encounter such a thing when he went out.

Peng Lhazang was obviously also a little confused. His father, Khan, was only in his 40s and had always been in good health. How could he just say he was gone?There must be something else wrong with this.

There was such a big change in the family, Yinyou couldn't help but just left, so he had to sit quietly.

Peng Lazang turned his head, saw Yinyou, and asked him: "Xiaoqi, do you want to go to Tibet with me?"

His father just died, and this time he went to Lhasa for the funeral, he might have to fight with his brothers for the position of King Khan, so Yinyou didn't want to join in the fun.

He clasped his fists together: "I won't trouble you any more, my brother, please forgive me, and we will leave now."

Peng Lhazang didn't keep him any longer, so everyone just said goodbye and went about their own business.

After walking far away, Shun Anyan asked Yinyou: "Is he going to Lhasa to inherit the throne of King Khan?"

Yinyou shook his head: "That's not necessarily true, and I don't know if he has any older brothers."

Cao Yan said with emotion: "When I went out, I met the son of King Khan of the Heshuote tribe. What a coincidence, King Khan died suddenly."

Shun Anyan interjected: "Looking at that Peng Lazang's expression, I was also shocked. It happened so suddenly, and I don't know if there is any inside story."

Fu Dun went to see Yinyou: "Do you want to report this matter to the emperor?"

Yinyou shook his head: "It has nothing to do with us, they will naturally ignore this matter to me, Ama. If not, it will be interesting."

After passing through a mountainous and hilly country where there was no grazing, they finally entered Tibet.

But Yinyou did not have a reporter to go to Lhasa. Instead, he went all the way to the Menyu area in the south of Shannan along Qamdo and Linzhi, and then the Zhuyu (Bhutan) area was difficult to go.

This place is very chaotic. The Karma Kagyu sect who was defeated by Gushi Khan

The remnants fled to this area to establish political power.Now the monk group and the secular group are fighting for the right to rule.

Therefore, Yinyou no longer went south, but walked around the Menyu area, and then went to Lhasa.It is remote and quiet, like a pearl on a snowy plateau.People believe in the Red Sect, also known as the Nyingma Sect.This sect is the oldest branch of Buddhism in Tibetan areas, but there are no large-scale organizations scattered throughout the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau.

In such a remote place that is almost isolated from the world, Yinyou also met a friend.

It was a boy about the same age as Yinyou. Yinyou begged for a drink at the door of his house, and while chatting, he found that the other party could speak a little Chinese.

Coincidentally, Yinyou learned a lot of Tibetan from Yanheng and some Tibetans along the way, and the two could barely communicate.

The other party's name is Ji Mei Dorji Xie Jia Kunqin, the name is too long, and it is difficult to pronounce, so the other party smiled and said that he can call him "Duoji", which is what his family calls him.

After chatting for a while, Yinyou found out that Duoji was only 13 years old this year, only about half a year older than Brother Jiu, but he seemed much more mature than his younger brother, so that Yinyou thought he was the same age as him.

Knowing that they came from the Central Plains, Dorje was quite curious and kept asking him about the stories of that land.

He said that he once met a monk of the Han ethnicity who was traveling in Taoism, and he taught him some Chinese and read some poems to him.

Therefore, he has been longing for the world to the east, hoping to have a chance to visit there.

Yinyou felt that he was a bit special, anyway, he was different from the Tibetans he met along the way.

I can't tell where this difference is reflected, but this person just inexplicably gave him a somewhat rebellious illusion.

But in fact, the other party is very good, he will help his mother with farm work during the day, and at night, he will come to the place where Yinyou and the others pitch their tents to chat with him.

Along the way, Yinyou passed through various regions, met many herdsmen and farmers, chatted with them, listened to their life and learned their stories.

Almost every family’s wish is so simple, more sheep and cattle, buy winter clothes for the children, better harvest in autumn, say a marriage to the son, the family is safe and happy, and so on.

But Dorje was the first to tell him that he wanted to go and see far away.He can also speak a few words of Chinese and recite one or two Tang poems.

He longs for freedom and doesn't like being restrained by others. He can lie by the river and watch the clouds and clouds all day long, and he can even watch the dense stars all night.

He really found this person very interesting, and even thought of taking him away to see what the Central Plains he longed for was like.

If the other party is willing and his parents agree.

That night, Yinyou and Duoji sat side by side on a big rock to watch the stars.Yinyou asked him: "Do you want to visit the Central Plains?"

"Of course," Duoji said with a bright smile on his face, "I've always wanted to."

Yinyou asked again: "Do you know how far it is from Central Plains?"

Dorji shook his head blankly: "I don't know, about a few months?"

Yinyou said: "In the ninth year of Shunzhi, the fifth Dalai Lama went to the capital to meet the late emperor. Three thousand officials and attendants left for a whole year and a half. If you were alone, you might be able to arrive in a year."

"If you want to travel the entire Central Plains region, not counting outside the customs, it will take several years or even decades. You are willing to spend these decades on the road of traveling, being separated from your relatives for a long time, and even Never meet again?"

Hearing this, Dorje hesitated.He lowered his head, thought for a moment, then raised his head again: "Maybe, when I miss them, I can come back and see them."

Yinyou leaned back and put his hands behind his head: "Homesickness is a very bitter thing. For example, now, I miss my parents, my great-grandmother, brothers and sisters, and my friends. "

Dorje asked him, "How long have you been away from home?"

Yinyou pinched his fingers and sighed: "It's almost half a year."

"Do you want to go back?"

When he asked this question, Yinyou suddenly remembered that he and Ama agreed that the time limit for returning to Beijing was half a year.

This... It expires in less than a month, how could it be possible to go back?

Yinyou suddenly laughed: "Homeland and relatives are the most lingering bonds. When you embrace them again, you will never want to leave."

At this moment, he made up his mind to resist the order and disrespect.What a period of half a year and a year, the yellow sand wears the golden armor in all battles, and it will not be returned until Loulan is broken.

A chuckle came into his ears, Duoji looked at him, his eyes were full of stars: "Then I will come back on the day when I am tired from rolling. When I come back, I won't leave."

Yinyou also burst out laughing, he was right, this kid is different from others, his heart is naturally wild, and he is not bound by this world.

Yinyou intends to talk to him about taking him away tomorrow during the day, and of course, he must obtain the consent of his parents.

So, he patted the other person on the back of the head: "Okay, time doesn't matter, go back and rest."

However, the next day, when Yinyou came to Duoji's house, he still didn't say what he wanted.I saw a group of lamas coming from the village.

Along the way, they attracted the attention of many villagers. The whole village, old and young, stopped to look here, feeling novelty and fear, but more shock.

The Duoji family was at a loss. They seemed to have a premonition that something big was about to happen, but they couldn't predict what would happen.

They have been honest farmers all their lives, working in the fields year after year.He is a devout Buddhist, and he takes his children to chant scriptures and worship Buddha every day.

Yinyou frowned, watching this group of lamas walk to Dorji's house in strict discipline. The leader waved and surrounded the whole house, blocking the sight of others, and then brought Dorje and his parents into the house .

Yinyou wanted to follow in to find out, but was stopped by two lamas.

He could tell at a glance that these grinders were good at kung fu, and the palace was not shallow, but they might not be defeated if they wanted to.

It's just that he doesn't want to conflict with the other party before things are clear.He could only take his own people and retreated to the river.

Yanheng frowned: "The visitor is not kind."

Yinyou turned his head and looked at him: "You can see it too."

Yanheng nodded: "They are all masters."

Shun Anyan asked rather puzzled: "What's the situation? These lamas don't look right."

Cao Yan answered his doubts: "The hat is wrong. The lamas we saw in this area all wore red hats, but these lamas wore yellow hats."

Yinyou hugged him on the shoulder: "It's still Xiaoyu who observes carefully."

Cao Yan gritted her teeth: "You are already sixteen, don't call me Xiaoyu anymore."

"Okay," Yinyou changed his words in a polite manner, "sister."

"!!!"

Cao Yan took a deep breath, feeling a little dizzy, almost suffering from altitude sickness from his anger.

Fullerton said, "This is the Gelug faction. What are they doing here?"

Yinyou shrugged: "Who knows."

Shun Anyan asked: "Then what shall we do next?"

"What else can we do? It's none of our business. Let's go."

Shun Anyan asked, "Where is this going?"

"Pack your bags and get ready to go."

He originally wanted to take Duoji with him, but now it seems that there is no need for this.A young farm boy whose whole family believed in the Nyingma sect unexpectedly attracted a group of monks from the Gelug sect. He has a lot of background.

It would be a big trouble to take him away, and Yinyou didn't want to make trouble for himself.

But he said to leave quickly, not wanting to cause trouble, but in action, he watched the house of Duoji's house from a distance, observing every move there.