After the meeting, the silence restored Noyandala's freedom, allowing him to enter and exit the Governor's headquarters at will, and he could walk freely in Yulin Fort. In short, "except that he could not leave the city, he did whatever he wanted. Noyandala was imprisoned for nearly two months, and he looked at the Sifangtian above his head all day long, and had been very quiet and thoughtful." He wanted to go out to stroll around.

So while the day was sunny, he asked the soldiers who served to take him to the streets. The soldiers changed his military jacket and dressed up as an officer, took him out of the Governor's Mansion to appreciate the charm of Yulin City.

In the impression of Noyandala, Yulin City has a long history. Since ancient times, it has been a key rush in the northwest. This dynasty is one of the nine borders. The whole people are soldiers and the people are strong. When he first came here, he only saw the whole city full of soldiers and soldiers, chaotic and noisy, and the people could not bear the disturbance. Most of the shops were closed, not as rich and prosperous as he imagined.

But this time I came out and looked at it calmly. In fact, the streets and alleys here are neat and the houses are Ji Chu. No matter where they are convenient, they are much better than their own Jinongcheng.

Moreover, he found that when he came, he was in a mess and was full of cows and horse manure. When he looked at it again, he became purged... The debris and garbage on the streets were cleaned up, and the brigade of civilians were disbanded on the spot and went home for the New Year. The officers and soldiers walking on the streets were no longer sloppy, but were dressed neatly and lined up with their heads. There were many people coming and going, and they were all like this, and there was no phenomenon of disturbing the people arbitrarily.

Noyandala was naturally curious about this change and asked the soldiers who accompanied him. Only then did she realize that after the General Shen arrived in Yulin, she hated the phenomenon of officers and soldiers disturbing the people. She strictly ordered the sanction of military discipline and "banned disturbing the people at will." This is not a new topic for silence. When Hannan suppressed the rebellion, she had already briefly popularized the military rules and regulations with General Qi Jiguang, and compiled a military song similar to the three major disciplines and eight points of attention. It required every soldier in the army to sing.

After the officers and soldiers have clarified their military discipline in their minds, they will be supervised at any time by a special inspection team. Once violations are found, they will be severely punished according to the military law. The troops with the lowest rankings will be given various spiritual and material rewards, as if they paid double salaries that month, mobile banners will be issued, etc. As for the officers in the bottom army, the punishment of taking Dai, or even demoted. Under this kind of rectification of leniency and strictness and clear rewards, the military style and discipline in Yulin Fort improved greatly in just two months.

The people were no longer harassed all day long, and the city suddenly became angry... The shops in the closed and Zhang were gradually opened, and the big girls and young wives dared to go out to the streets, with groceries from north to south, and the delicious food was fragrant. In the streets and alleys, the sound of hawking and soliciting came one after another, and even the sound of silk and bamboo came from the brothels and brothels.

This was the first time Noyandala saw the vivid scene of a Han city. Naturally, he was happy to see the hunter. He stretched his neck and looked around. He couldn't see enough. The soldiers next to him couldn't help but feel a little satisfied. He thought that he had just gone wherever he went, and he would settle down in Jinong, Mongolian. He wanted to go to Xi'an City to see if his eyes would fall... Daming was very interested in his own appetite. Noyandala thought to himself that although Yulin Prefecture was not the fertile land of Daming, and had more soldiers than the people, compared with the poverty and poverty of the Mongolian tribes, struggling to survive, it was already in heaven and earth.

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After all, he was a Mongolian Jinong and couldn't run out just after he was fine. He wandered around the street for a while. After eating some Shaanxi snacks, he returned to the Governor's headquarters. He didn't go out of the gate and waited for the arrival of the distinguished guest that Master Chen said.

However, the first one to wait was his own tribe...

When he saw his daughter appear in front of him, Noyandala thought he was overly missing. She had hallucinations. It was not until Zhong Jinqin shouted: "Bad"," he came back to his senses and pinched his back, grinning and said, "It seems that he is not dreaming."

"Of course I'm not dreaming." Zhong Jin asked a dozen followers to bring the weak cage he brought in, and put his arm in his hand and said, "As soon as he received his father's letter, his daughter moved over and went through a lot of trouble to see Ah Dad."

"What are you doing when I call me?" Noyandala looked at her daughter's beautiful face in love and found that she had lost a lot of weight.

"Of course I'm taking care of my father." Seeing that his father was not abused, the big stone in Zhong Jin's heart fell to the ground: "You are a great Jinong, how can you not have any tribe members to serve you? This principle cannot be broken anywhere."

"Silly kid, you can't even take good care of yourself." Noyandala held her daughter's hand, asked with concern: "Have your injury healed?"

"It's been a long time ago," Zhong Jin giggled, "It's so lively." "It's so great..." Noyandala asked her mother and two brothers again. When she learned that they were all well, the big rock in her heart fell to the ground. She pulled her daughter to sit down on the edge of the kang and brought her some snacks.

Silence did not treat this Jinan at all. The eight kinds of desserts on the table, such as date cake, horseshoe cake, lotus root cake, apple cake, all of which are refined and delicious, but they can't be eaten on the grassland.

Zhong Jin tasted a small piece and couldn't stop. His mouth was stuffed with a pounding pounding, almost choking.

"Eat slowly, it's all yours." Noyandala quickly poured her a bowl of red date tea, her eyes turned red and said, "My daughter has suffered. Haven't she been full in a long time?"

Zhong Jin was embarrassed to put the snacks in his hand, held the tea and lowered his head, "The life of the tribesmen is very difficult..."

"I guess so..." Noyandala said sadly: "The people in the grassland are all like wolves, and when they encounter great disasters, no one will help us.

Zhong Jin frowned slightly when he heard this and said softly: "You can only save yourself."

"Yes," Noyandala smiled happily, "It seems that my daughter and my dad are the same as each other." I just don't know what about your brothers?"

"Brothers..." Zhong Jin was stunned and realized that his father had misunderstood his meaning, but after a second thought, she nodded in concealment and said, "Of course I've listened to my father..."

"That's good, that's good." Noyandala said with great relief: "I'm still worried that young people have a stubborn temper and can't turn around."

"How could that happen?" Zhong Jin smiled and said, "What do we know? It's still my dad standing high and thinking far."

"One generation is better than the other..." Noyandala shook her head and asked seriously: "What do you have to do with your elder brother?"

"Some" Zhong Jin took out a note from his sleeve and handed it to his father.

Noyandala took it and saw that it was Behe's handwriting and said: "The things said in the letter are all based on my father." Just please let the Han people send food and grass as soon as possible to relieve the dangers of the tribe. After reading it, Noyandala frowned and thought for a moment, nodded and said, "I'll see if I can see if I can see Master Chen again."

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Noyandala could not see the silence immediately, because the latter had already gone west for eight hundred miles at this moment and personally went to Guyuan Town to welcome the distinguished guest who had come from afar.

Who was able to treat the premier of the Ming Dynasty and the nine-sided commander so seriously, which made Wang Chonggu, who knew the inside story, very puzzled and curious.

However, Chen Si knew that "this person is related to the future relationship between the Ming Dynasty and Mongolia and Tibet. It is very necessary and worthy to give the other party a good impression. This person's name is Sonam Gyatso, a reincarnated living Buddha of the Gelug Sect in Tibetan Buddhism, and a person destined to be remembered forever.

In fact, a long time ago, when Chen Mo took office as Minister of Rites, he wrote to this monk, inviting him to come to Beijing to pay tribute. "Sonam Gyatso gave a warm reply" and sent Axing Lama, who was second only to his status, to Beijing with rich tributes, but did not come in person. After reading the Longqing Festival this autumn, Chen Mo once again formally invited Sonam Gyatso, the third-generation living Buddha of Drepung Monastery, to visit the Han area through Axing Lama who was watching rituals in Beijing.

He originally estimated that he had to visit the cottage with the big name of the living Buddha. However, what he did not expect was that just two months later, Sonam Gyatso had a reply, saying that he was preaching the Dharma in Qinghai and could leave at any time and asked the court to arrange his itinerary. Seeing that the other party agreed happily, "and it was not far away, Chen Mo was very happy. While reporting to the emperor, he sent important personnel to meet Sonam Gyatso to discuss with him the specific itinerary arrangements for the visit. Because the road from Qinghai to Shaanxi was difficult and dangerous, bandits were rampant, and the post station was not complete, Chen Mo specially ordered Lanzhou Guard to allocate two thousand elite soldiers to escort them.

At the same time, "he also ordered the construction of a temple of Sumeru Fushou in Yulin Fort for the purpose of living Buddhas living in and preaching. When Noyandala saw the chaotic scene in Yulin City, he had to worship the construction of this Huang Temple. In order to meet and talk with the other party, he was silent and used his spare time to study Tang Gute language and study Tibetan history. His intentions were good.

On the way to the Sonam Gyatso, Chen Si not only sent people to receive him along the way, but also constantly expressed his care and condolences, but also came to Guyuan to welcome him. Finally, at the end of the twelfth lunar month of the third year of Longqing, he met Sonam Gyatso and his group who had been working hard for thousands of miles.

The sky was rendered by countless literary and historical works in later generations, and the first meeting of two great figures, like a Cowherd and a Weaver Girl. In fact, the truth is in the snow and ice. Two young people who were so cold that they were snot and frozen asked each other in a shrunk and shrank, "Are you the Master Chen Ge?" "Are you the Living Buddha Sonam?" After the other nodded, the two squeezed out their smiles with difficulty, moved their bloated bodies, and hugged each other.

That year, Mr. Chen was 32 years old and Sonam Gyatso was less than 30 years old. Although he hugged each other intimately, both of them couldn't help but wonder, "Why is this guy so young, okay?"

However, after a little contact, he dispelled this doubt. The silent demeanor and aura were self-evident. Sonam Gyatso, five years younger than him, could even make people completely ignore his age and regard it as a great monk.

This is not surprising, because they are reincarnated. Reincarnation is a unique way for the leaders of the Gelug Sect to inherit... Before taking office, the living Buddha will predict the direction of his reincarnation. Then, the monks from the three major temples will be found and the reincarnated spiritual child will be recognized, and they will be taken back to the temple to carefully cultivate them, and will take over the power of the living Buddha when they become adults.

The third-generation living Buddha of Drepung Monastery was born in the home of a serf master on the fifteenth day of the first lunar month of the 22nd year of Jiajing. When he was four years old, he was confirmed as the "reincarnation of the second-generation living Buddha" by the monks of Drepung Monastery and welcomed him to the temple. The monk who was temporarily presided over the presidency was named Sonam Gyatso.

Poor Sonam Gyatso began his career of studying Buddhist scriptures day after day. Perhaps he was really a reincarnated spiritual child, with profound wisdom and extraordinary supernatural powers, which made every monk who taught him "deeply admired" and even more recognized that he was the reincarnation of the living Buddha.

After eighteen years of hard practice, Sonam Gyatso has become a monk with moderate behavior and knowledgeable knowledge. Since he was a teenager, he has traveled around Tibetan areas, preached the scriptures, and used his influence to actively engage in social activities.

When he was fourteen years old, Sonam Gyatso mediated the dispute between Dongdiba and Qiongji, causing the two to stop fighting and make peace. After that, he was committed to eliminating bloody conflicts between various forces, and also won a high reputation for himself. It is well known to everyone in the Tibetan area and has countless believers.

At the age of 22, he received the precepts of monks and obtained the qualification to be the abbot of Drepung Monastery. A few years later, another of the three major temples of the Huang Cult, the monks of Sera Monastery, also invited him to serve as the abbot of the temple... Before coming to the Han area, he was in Qinghai for three years, converted to tens of thousands of believers and built three lama temples. How do you measure such a person by age?

When two young people who are young at a high position meet each other, they may be unhappy with each other. However, both of them are humble and humble, and they both have strong goals and are very willing to make friends with each other, so they appreciate each other as soon as they meet, and then they talk very happily and regret that they meet too late.

Ten days from Guyuan to Yulin. These two people sat in the car all day long and talked every day... They are all knowledgeable and talented people, so they naturally have no shortage of topics to talk about. When they arrived at the destination, they were already like confidants in their lives.

Perhaps the initial intercourse was utilitarian, but now, they have indeed attracted each other as confidants and have begun to open their hearts.

What else is there in this world? It is more exciting than two geniuses who will never compete. They find that they are the same kind?

After the Living Buddha was settled in the newly built temple, I remembered something when I was silent and said, "Tomorrow I will bring that Nuoyan Jinong to pay homage to the Living Buddha."

Sonam Gyatso smiled faintly and said, "Happy...",..."... "... One point of the "Chuan"..." people...

Sonam Gyatso was the first living Buddha to receive the title of Dalai Lama... But he hasn't got it yet.
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