Fletcher Tashi Among the Monks Chapter 2

The 13th Lama of Lhasa, Thubten Gyatso, passed away in the winter of the 16th Year of the Water Rooster in the Tibetan calendar.

In Norbulingka's Giesel Phodrang Chao Buddhist Hall, the Kashag government's morning political meeting is about to begin. Some of the monks and lay officials have just arrived and are walking around in the hall; some have arrived early and are already sitting on the mats, looking restless. People murmured and discussed privately. "Buddha left so suddenly without any warning, it's incredible!"

"Did you hear it last night?... What did you hear?... Well, in the middle of the night, there was a rumbling sound from the northeast. It was a sound coming from the underground... It must be the evil spirit. If there is trouble, we must worship the Dharma protector as soon as possible."

"Plague has appeared in various parts of Uizang, and people are dying on the streets of Lhasa...a bad omen, a bad omen."

On the throne under the Buddhist niche in the main hall is a cloak worn by the Lhasa Lama during his lifetime, representing his existence. Several great lamas were kowtowing to the throne in Lhasa, heartbroken. As soon as Preston Dele entered the hall, he saw everyone in a commotion, and his face darkened. Upon seeing this, Lama Senger, who was responsible for maintaining order at the venue, banged the iron rod on the ground several times. He shouted: "Quiet! Quiet! Dele Marshall Rinchen is coming!" The scene suddenly became quiet.

Delekalun is about sixty years old. He is one of the four major kalens in charge of the Lhasa local government and is very prestigious among officials. Dele sat down in front of his mat. He looked at everyone with authority and anger, and said: "Although the Lhasa Buddha is driving to the west, our Kashag government cannot be in chaos! Today, all of you, Kalon, Ziben, Zhongyiqin, Bo, the Great Living Buddha, and the Great Khenpo are all here. We have to choose the most important things to do. In accordance with the regulations of the central government and the practices of the elders in Lhasa, when the Buddha in Lhasa passes away, the Buddha's bed is empty, or the soul in Lhasa is too young to govern, Lhasa The local government must elect a regent for political and religious affairs and submit it to the central government for approval. "

A great living Buddha stood up from his seat and echoed: "What Dele Galun said is absolutely true. The top priority today is to elect a regent and submit the candidate to the central government as soon as possible!"

An official wearing a yellow bowl hat came forward and flattered him: "I would like to recommend a person who is highly respected and trusted by the Buddha. He is Dele Galun."

The officials began to whisper among themselves and nodded frequently in agreement. Delekalun stood up, waved his hands to the officials and said, "I am too old and too old to take on this important task. Colleagues, there is actually a suitable candidate. He has been serving for more than 20 years. The one who is closest to the Buddha understands the Buddha’s thoughts the most. The palace where we are having the meeting today is named after him, which shows the Buddha’s trust and reliance on him. "

The monk named Sterling was a vigorous young man who was once the chief attendant of the Lhasa Lama. He had been sitting on the mat without saying a word. Hearing these words, his face showed solemnity.

At this time, Marshall Rinchen came in from outside the palace with a group of officials. He was also in his sixties and had a domineering look on his face. Hearing Delek's speech, he suddenly laughed: "Excellent talk! Dele Marshall Rinchen, great talk! Are you talking about the Chief of Gieser?" Rinchen Kalon and Dele Kalon were political rivals and were evenly matched. The atmosphere in the Buddhist hall suddenly changed, and everyone suddenly became quiet.

Dele turned to look at him and started to fight back: "Long time no see. Rinchen Preston Dele  is recovering from a long illness. Don't break your bones with this smile."

"My lowly body is not worth mentioning, but it is gone as soon as the Buddha says it, which makes me full of mystery." After Rinchen said, he went straight to the empty seat of the Lhasa Lama and knelt down. After Rinchen kowtowed, he turned around, looked around at everyone, and said, "The most important thing today is not to choose the regent, but to let the Chief Sterling give an explanation for the death of Lhasa Ruyi Baby."

Sterling was stunned for a moment, then asked firmly: "What do you mean?"

"As we all know, Buddha has always been in good health, so how could he suddenly be bedridden?" Rinchen replied.

"You should ask Buddha about this!" Sterling refused to be outdone.

Rinchen asked loudly: "I should ask you, the Buddha is ill, why didn't you notify the Kashag officials and let us come to visit?"

Sterling blurted out: "Buddha said that he doesn't want to see people wearing yellow satin."

As soon as these words came out, they aroused public anger and everyone was indignant. Seeing this, Rinchen incited everyone: "A confidential meeting of the Kashag government is being held here. The people wearing yellow satin all have grades and titles, and are important ministers approved by the central government. He doesn't want to see us? Do you believe it?"

There was a commotion in the hall.

Rinchen was even more arrogant: "I don't believe it!... Lord Sterling, it's impossible for you to wear yellow satin, because you are just a servant in the palace who looks after the house and the courtyard."

Sterling stood up and glared angrily: "What did you say?!"

"When the servants in the palace are questioned by monks and lay officials, you have to stand up and answer! This has been a long-standing rule in Lhasa for thousands of years! Come to the middle of the main hall!" Rinchen said aggressively. Sterling's face turned red and he stood still.

"I suspect that someone poisoned the Buddha!"   Marshall Rinchen said defiantly.

Sterling's eyes widened angrily: "You are talking nonsense!"

Dele  couldn't bear it anymore and had to speak: "Marshall Rinchen, this is too sensational! What is your intention today? Do you have to make this official meeting turn into chaos?"

Suddenly, there was a burst of chaotic footsteps outside the Buddhist temple. A group of Tibetan soldiers wearing Pupu military uniforms, loaded with guns and ammunition, rushed into the courtyard under the leadership of two officers. The armed lama responsible for guarding Giesel Phodrang and the Tibetan troops wearing British military uniforms immediately became alert. A confrontation broke out between the two sides, and the Tibetan officer fired two shots into the sky. People in the main hall heard the gunshots and looked sideways. Through the door of the hall, they could see that there were more Tibetan military sentries on the steps. There were many swords and guns, and there was a solemn killing. An official ran in from outside and quietly told Dele that there were many Tibetan soldiers deployed outside, who were transferred from the Second Regiment of the Tibetan Army by Marshall Rinchen. When Dele heard this, his heart sank, but his face remained calm.

Seeing that his troops had controlled the situation outside the palace, Rinchen continued to challenge Dele: "Do you really think that the Buddha of Lhasa died?"

"That's right! All the officials and I have inspected and worshiped the Buddha's body, and found nothing unusual. How can you say that Lhasa's wish-fulfilling treasure was poisoned?" Delekalun asked.

Marshall Rinchen pointed at Sterling and said loudly: "You have to ask him! What's going on with the Tibetan medicine 'Hero Fourteen Flavors for Eliminating Sensation'?"

Delekalun was surprised and looked at Sterling in confusion. A trace of panic flashed across Sterling's face.

Another Marshall Rinchen came forward and asked: "Chief Sterling, did the Buddha really take Tibetan medicine?"

Sterling nodded.

"Answer me loudly! Has the Buddha taken medicine or not?" Rinchen Galun refused.

Sterling said confidently: "I've eaten! What's wrong?"

Rinchen shouted loudly: "After the Buddha took this medicine, he passed away in less than three sticks of incense. Don't you know your sin? Come here! Teach him the rules of being a slave!"

The Tibetan military officer outside the main hall rushed in and pushed Sterling to the ground. Several monks around Sterling wanted to snatch Sterling, but Dele waved his hand, and the monks had to stop and glare.

Sterling struggled and shouted: "Rinqin, you old B@st@ard, Buddha just doesn't want to see you! Buddha hates you!"

Rinqin gave the order: "Tear off this dog slave's official uniform! Take it off!"

Dele had no room to back down. He stood up suddenly and kicked down the hidden table in front of him. The loud noise silenced everyone. Dele shouted: "Let's see who dares!" He stared at Rinqin, and Rinqin also stared at him, and the two of them were competing in their hearts. After a moment, Rinqin softened and signaled to his people, and the Tibetan officers and others released Sterling.

Dele said with anger: "The Buddha of Lhasa is still alive, yet someone would insult his favorite officials during his lifetime. This is a conspiracy! It is an unscrupulous coup!"

Rinchen responded tit for tat: "Dele Marshall Rinchen, the Buddha died under mysterious circumstances, and you are also responsible for finding out the truth."

Without even looking at him, Dele announced to everyone that today's meeting was over. Then, someone was sent to take Sterling back to the monk's residence to rest. Dele left angrily when he saw that Sterling had left safely. When Delekalun returned home, his body could no longer support him and he lay on the bed sweating profusely. The young mistress Tsering Lorelei asked her servant to invite the Tibetan doctor Gyatso from Yaowang Mountain, read scriptures to Preston Dele, and administered Tibetan medicine. Only then did Preston Dele settle down. Delegaron had no doubts about Sterling's loyalty. So today, he strongly recommended Sterling to serve as regent, so that Lhasa can smoothly survive this turbulent period of power change. But he underestimated his political opponents.

Tsering Lorelei is the daughter-in-law of Chimejebu, the eldest young master of Dele Mansion. She is not only beautiful, but also good at planning. She is a famous big woman in Lhasa. Lorelei escorted Gyatso out of the courtyard. Seeing no one around, he asked, "How is the master's illness?"

Lama Gyatso shook his head and said softly: "I'm afraid... I contracted typhoid fever. The young monk didn't dare to tell the master."

Lorelei was shocked, and she asked the housekeeper Wangchuk to give Gyatso a roll of hidden money as a reward for his tea. Gyatso took the money and was about to leave when he was stopped by Lorelei again: "Wait a minute." She reached out and took off one of the jade bracelets on her wrist, stepped forward and put the bracelet on his hand.

"Mr. Gyatso, take it, you know why." Tsering Lorelei's words were sharp and powerful.

Gyatso was horrified and said hurriedly: "Young lady, even if I smash the monk's mouth, I don't dare to say a word to outsiders about the master's condition."

Lorelei smiled: "Look at what you said, can I still not believe you? The Tibetan New Year is coming soon. I heard that you are going back to Shannan to visit my grandma. If you give this to her, she will definitely like it."

Lama Gyatso bowed deeper and left in a panic. Looking at the purplish back of the Tibetan doctor walking away, Lorelei sighed deeply, turned around and ran towards the main room of Dele Mansion. When Lorelei saw Lorelei coming in, he yelled angrily: "I told you to rest, just go. If I say it's okay, it'll be okay. I can't die..." Lorelei continued as if he hadn't heard. Walk to the couch. Dele became even more angry: "I won't die until I meet Rinqin!"

Lorelei was scolded and said calmly: "Who said you will die? At dawn, you still have to go to Norbulingka for a meeting." After saying that, she looked at Dele with a smile.

"Why are you laughing...you are still laughing. Why did my son marry a daughter-in-law like you? His family is so unfortunate." Although Dele said this, he loved this daughter-in-law very much in his heart. Because Lorelei was not only well-educated, virtuous and well-behaved, but he also kept Delek's house in order, so he didn't have to worry about anything. He felt that Lorelei was very considerate.

"Dad, you don't like me. When your son comes back, let him divorce me." Lorelei joked with him.

Dele smiled: "What a beautiful idea! If I divorce you, who will suffer for me inside and outside Dele's house?"

Lorelei also smiled: "It's good that you know. From now on, don't brag about my beard and stare at me."

"In this world, except for the Buddha of Lhasa, you are the only one who dares to scold me. Okay, sit down and talk to me."

Lorelei sat over and helped him tuck his cloak. Seeing that Dele was still cold, she waved to the maid to move the charcoal brazier to him.

Dele warmed himself by the fire for a while, gained some energy, and asked Lorelei: "What are you hearing about the rumors outside during the day?"

"I heard that you are making serious moves in Norbulingka and Rinchen Kalon."

"that's it?"

"Later I heard rumors that Rinchen mobilized troops to enter Norbulingka, and you were so frightened that you fled."

Dele was amused: "Hey, I escaped, do you believe it?"

"You came back with a cough and a fever. Can I not believe it? If you weren't scared, it wouldn't be like this."

Dele was unhappy and said, "That's nonsense."

But Lorelei became serious: "Dad, the Thirteenth Lhasa Buddha has just passed away, and all the prominent people in the city and outside the city are getting angry. They are forming gangs overtly and covertly, making people in Lhasa panic. At this time, Lhasa is in panic. , if you don’t understand yourself, who will understand you... Dad, we don’t want to be the regent, who wants to be, let them make trouble, why should you cause trouble!”

Dele was impatient and interrupted her: "What do you know, woman? I hold an important position and am a third-grade Kalon. When the snowy land is in danger, I am serving the Buddha and the Kashag government. How can I stand idly by?" "

"Dad, who will be the regent, Rinchen?" Lorelei asked worriedly.

Dele shook his head: "Rinqin wants to get his hands on that golden throne! He thinks he has the strength and qualifications, but I won't let him take it. I told him to watch eagerly."

"What's the grudge between our family and him? Have we become incompatible with each other?"

"It's not that Dad is not generous enough to tolerate people, it's the Buddha of Lhasa who doesn't tolerate him! The Thirteenth Lhasa Lama hated foreign goods in his later years. He once issued a ban. All imported goods from abroad, including leather shoes, hats, and cigarettes, were banned. Lhasa designated De Le Preston Dele  was in charge of the inspection. Rinchen Preston Dele  learned to smoke since he became close to the foreigners at the British Commercial Representative Office in Lhasa. Three months ago, during a regular government meeting, Rinchen couldn't stand the urge to smoke, so he hid in Potala. He started smoking in the toilet of the palace. He was blaspheming the gods, violating the precepts, and disrupting Buddhist practice. Later, the Lhasa Lama found out about it. Rinchen was fined half a year's salary, and his garen card was removed from the meeting hall. In fact, it was a minor matter for Rinchen to smoke cigarettes. The Buddha of Lhasa hated him for being too close to the foreign devils! During the meeting, they all sat on the hard board... Rinchen couldn't bear the insult, and from then on, he held a grudge against me. I know Rinchen too well. If he becomes the regent, who will he speak for in the future? ? For whom? The bloody storm in Lhasa has begun." After finishing speaking, Dele started coughing.

Warm sunlight shines into Marshall Rinchen's bedroom. Rinchen is sitting on the card mat and smoking, enjoying himself. A servant came forward and handed over a hot towel. Rinqin applied it on his face and simply washed his hands in the copper basin. A small golden bowl was handed over, and Rinqin took it and rinsed his mouth. The maid came forward and knelt at his feet, raised her face and then Rinqin spit the mouthwash in her mouth. At this time, Rinqin stood up, stretched his muscles and bones, then raised his arms and asked four maids to put on his official robe and tie his belt. Satin-covered wooden bowls, ink bottles, bamboo pens, and Han knives were worn on the body in sequence. These items were indispensable decorations for the nobles to attend the regular government affairs meetings of the Kashag. They have one thing in common: luxury, refinement, and luxury. Finally, the servant put the golden gauze in the bun on Rinqin's head, and Rinqin walked out of the house. He is going to Norbulingka and should meet Drekalun today.

Reece Wang and Luo Dan lurked in a room on the second floor. They wanted to avenge the brothers from the Comrades Association. The room was dimly lit, and the street below the narrow window was Rinchen's only way to get to Norbulingka. Luo Dan leaned against the window, eating canned fish curry and observing the movement below. There were already scattered pedestrians on the street. Luo Dan looked at his watch and was a little anxious: "The dog officer won't stop taking this road, right?"

Reece Wang glanced at the map on the ground and said confidently: "That's right. He will definitely come! Luo Dan, after the incident is completed, we will evacuate separately and hide in the countryside to avoid the search in Lhasa city. Ten days later, Let's go back to Lhasa and meet at the Mao'er Inn in the north of the city. "

Luo Dan nodded and looked downstairs again. He saw Rinqin and his party walking from a distance. He ducked to the side of the window and said, "Here we come."

Marshall Rinchen came showing off his power. According to the rules of Lhasa, traveling in Kalon must be in the standard official manner of a group of seven people. The three people in front were the road clearer, the secretary carrying a yellow cloth bag, and the groom. Rinqin was walking in the middle on horseback, followed by three servants. They were walking on the street. When the serfs on the road saw this, they turned around and leaned on the wall. Those who had no time to hide also stepped aside, bent down and stuck out their tongues to express awe.

Reece Wang observed: "Yes, it's Rinqin, the one riding the horse in the middle."

Rinqin and his party gradually approached. Reece Wang saw the right moment, quickly pulled the string, and threw a grenade down. The grenade hit the ground and exploded, and people on the street fell on their backs, creating chaos. The horse was killed on the spot. Rinqin fell off the horse, his official hat was blown off, and his face was covered with mud and blood. The servants of Rinqin Mansion got up from the ground, carried Rinqin on their backs and fled out of the smoke.

The huge explosion could be heard throughout the city of Lhasa. Two streets away, police company commander Tudengrad was also on his way to Norbulingka. He was startled and ran wildly to the intersection, looking toward the explosion site in the distance. His personal entourage, the Pajja, and six policemen in British uniforms also caught up. Pajia stretched out his neck and looked into the distance: "Young master... he seems to be from Rinqin Mansion." Pajia and the police were about to rush forward, but suddenly Tudengre stopped him: "We are coming out." On patrol?"

Pajia understood his master's meaning and immediately stopped and turned back: "Master, you are going to Norbulingka for a meeting."

Tudengrad said no more, turned his horse's head and walked in the other direction. Tudengrad was in his early thirties and was a rising young police officer in the Lhasa Police Corps. He is the second young master of the prominent noble Yongden Mansion, and the brother-in-law of Tsering Lorelei, the young mistress of the Dele Mansion. Today, he encountered a political enemy in Dele Mansion who was assassinated. Of course, he was too lazy to take care of it. Tudengrad and the policemen had just turned a corner when they saw Reece Wang and Luo Dan sliding down the rope from the roof in the alley in the distance. Tudengrad stopped and tilted his head to look. Pa Jia came forward and said, "Master, it must be them."

Gullah ignored him and continued to think. He took out the snuff, poured it on his fingernails, put it under his nostrils, took a deep breath, and then sneezed loudly. Just as Reece Wang and Luo Dan slid to the ground, they suddenly heard sneezing. They were startled and saw a group of police standing not far away, staring at them. Their faces were ashen and they ran away.

Pa Jia was a little at a loss and asked, "Master, are you going to arrest me? They must have done it!"

Gullah sneezed again as if he hadn't heard. Then, he pinched his nose and saw Reece Wang and Luo Dan turning into a street and disappearing, so he shouted to Pajia: "Go and catch them yet!"

Pa Jia got the order and shouted to the police to chase him. Geler dismounted, came to the rope, shook his hand, and smiled. After a while, Pa Jia came back with someone: "Master, the assassin is missing."

Ge Le glanced into the distance, and then asked: "Pajia, based on your judgment, who instigated these two people?"

Pajia thought for a while and said tentatively: "It should be... Rinchen Kalon's political enemy."

"Political enemy...who do you mean?"

"I'm not referring to anyone. I'm just guessing." Pajia was thinking about Dele Galun, but he didn't dare to say it.

Geler smiled and warned: "It's okay to guess, but no nonsense! The atmosphere today is not right... spread your men out and look everywhere. Pay attention to the first and second regiments of the Tibetan Army." Movement, also, see if any wandering monks from the three major temples have entered the city, do you understand? "

Pa Jia nodded in agreement: "La Sui."

After sending all the police away, Tudengrad thought for a while. The top priority now was to go to Delek Mansion, tell Delekalun the good news, and get a jackpot for himself. When he came to the door of Delek Mansion, he suddenly felt that he was a little redundant. Could Delekalun not know? Tuden changed his mind. He did not go in to see Master Dele, but turned around and left. Sure enough, Wangchuk, the housekeeper of Dele Mansion, had also heard the news on the street early. He was reporting to Preston Dele in the tower: "Rinchen stepped on a landmine, or he may have eaten a grenade, but anyway... "It was blown up."

Dele felt something was wrong, so he got up and ran out. Lorelei was a little nervous and stepped forward to stop him and said, "Dad, the situation outside is unknown. It will be dangerous for you to go out."

"What are you talking about at this time? Hurry up and prepare your horses!" Dele said as he rushed out the door.

When Delekalun came to the Buddhist temple of Sterling Phodrang, Tibetan soldiers stood on both sides of the passage with loaded guns and ammunition, ready to go. The monk soldiers gathered on the steps leading to the entrance of the Buddhist temple, and the Tibetan soldiers were not allowed to get closer. The attitude on both sides was hostile and the atmosphere was tense. Various important people have already come to the Buddha Hall, more people than the last meeting. They were dividing into two groups, arguing fiercely. Some people say that someone wants to get rid of Rinchen Kalon! Already planned! Some people also think that only the Tibetan army's armory in Lhasa has such a powerful bomb. Isn't the matter very clear? It's just a thief shouting to catch the thief! The two factions couldn't stop arguing, and their faces were red and their necks were thick. Sterling and other monk officials sat in their seats and looked at everyone calmly, with blank expressions on their faces. It can be known from the strange looks in the eyes of some monks and lay officials that they suspected that Sterling had assassinated Rinchen. Everyone became much quieter when they saw Dele Marshall Rinchen walking into the hall. Preston Dele looked around at everyone and asked, "Have you heard about what happened on the street?" Everyone nodded.

Dele continued to ask: "Who is the murderer? Have you found out anything about it?"

Tudenggele stepped forward and reported: "Master Marshall Rinchen, we are investigating, but the murderer has escaped."

"How about Rinchen Kalon?"

"We are also investigating, but his whereabouts are unknown."

Before Tudengrad finished speaking, there was a burst of chaotic footsteps outside the palace door, and Rinqin was actually carried in using the door panel. He was lying on the door panel, his clothes were dirty, there was gunpowder residue on his face, and his expression was painful, but it was impossible to tell where he was injured. When everyone saw this, they gathered around and asked about the cold and warmth. Sterling wanted to go up to visit Rinchen, but was blocked by someone, and he was a little angry.

Dele stepped forward to greet you: "Marshall Rinchen, everyone is worried about you. Where are you injured?"

Old Rinqin burst into tears and said with a grimace: "Take a life, take a life. It's only thanks to Le Marshall Rinchen that I survived the catastrophe!"

Dele sent the officials around him to spread the knowledge of Tibetan medicine from Medicine King Mountain, and also ordered the entourage of Rinqin Mansion to carry Lord Marshall Rinchen to a side hall to rest. But Rinqin refused. He said, "It would be a sin if we delay the discussion of political affairs because of my humble body." Dele had no choice but to obey him, turned around and announced to everyone: "Today's regular government meeting will not be delayed, let's start." Everyone took their places and returned to their seats, and the scene returned to calm.

Tudenggele has been standing far away in the corner of the hall, not because he has a low official rank, just a sixth-grade official, but because he is hiding aside to observe everyone. His eyes fell first on Preston Dele's face, and then on Sterling's face. Finally, he looked at the center of the hall, where Rinqin was lying on the door panel, groaning in pain from time to time.

The official who recommended Dele Marshall Rinchen last time glanced at Rinchen and thought he was showing off, and said angrily: "The choice of regent was publicly discussed yesterday, but because some people interfered, the meeting was interrupted and no one voted. "

A person sitting in the front row stood up and asked: "You have made it clear, who is hindering you?"

"Isn't it true? Choosing Lord Sterling is a popular choice, but some people are deliberately making trouble out of personal grudges and unreasonable affairs."

Another fat lama stood up and expressed his opinion: "Why is it so popular? I am opposed to the regent of Sterling!"

Seeing that the quarrel started again, Dele stood up and presided over the meeting. He said calmly: "You all should stop arguing. Mr. Zasa, besides Sterling, if you have a suitable candidate in your mind, just say it."

The fat lama did not refuse: "Just say it. I think Marshall Rinchen is the regent who is truly popular." Officials from Rinchen's faction echoed each other and spoke out one after another, recommending Rinchen, saying that he has rich experience and political foresight.

Dele had no choice but to decide: "Okay, Marshall Rinchen is also one of the candidates. Are there any other candidates?"

Rinqin endured the pain and grumbled: "I am lying on the door panel, can I be the regent? Thank you colleagues for the promotion, I... will be exempted." The two opposing factions all stunned. Tudengrad still observed calmly.

The official with the yellow bowl hat couldn't help but asked: "Rinchen Galun, you are inappropriate and you are against Lord Sterling. What do you mean?"

The statue of Rinchen was in pain, frowned, and after struggling for a long time, he said: "Everyone has forgotten what Emperor Qianlong of the Qing Dynasty said in the edict of the Year of the Fire Ox... The great emperor decreed that the regent of Lhasa must He is a great living Buddha of the Gelug sect. Although Master Sterling is also a lama, he is not a great living Buddha. The emperor also stipulated that relatives of the Lhasa lama and his attendants are prohibited from participating in political affairs. This has been unbreakable for more than a hundred years. The iron law. Master Sterling is just a bodyguard around the Buddha. The bodyguard is in charge. What is the difference between this and the eunuch's monopoly in mainland history? "

The monks and lay officials began to talk about it and felt that what he said made sense. Dele was also meditating. He had an attack of typhoid fever and his body was shivering from time to time. Seeing that everyone was in confusion, Rinchen nodded to the golden-throned living Buddha sitting in front of the Dharma throne in Lhasa, indicating that it was time for him to speak.

The Golden Throne Living Buddha understood the situation and stood up and suggested: "We should invite a Living Buddha to serve as regent. This is in line with the laws and regulations of Lhasa."

Everyone present agreed. Dele stared at him, feeling vaguely ominous.

The Living Buddha continued: "...I think there is one candidate who is the most suitable, and he is Rezhen Living Buddha."

Dele frowned: "Rezhen Living Buddha...why hasn't he arrived yet?" An official in the distance replied: "The Kashag Secretariat has sent a messenger to inform that Rezhen Monastery is three days away from Lhasa. , if Rezhen Living Buddha sets out, he should be on his way."

Sweat broke out on Dele's head. He covered it up and wiped it quietly. At this time, he suddenly realized that recommending Reting Living Buddha to be in power was Rinchen's real purpose. All his actions before were just a cover-up. This was a clever move to attack the east and attack the west. Rezhen Living Buddha is a living Buddha who is only 21 years old. He lives in Rezhen Monastery of Linzhou Zong. He is very unfamiliar with the political circles in Lhasa. He has no connections and lacks political experience. With such a young monk in power, it was very easy for Rinchen and his group to manipulate him, and power eventually fell into Rinchen's hands. what to do? There is nothing we can do, it's too late. In the subsequent religious divination ceremony, it was confirmed that Reting Living Buddha was elected as the regent. This was God's will and cannot be changed.