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The air in the room was as dead and silent, and Dimu looked at the three people in front of him again and again with fierce eyes, all three of them lowered their heads and did not dare to meet the terrible eyes.In the breathless silence, Rezhen Rinpoche suddenly raised his head and smiled, his childish face revealed a faint demeanor.

"Lord Dimo, you are right. We cannot let the thirteenth Dalai Lama go to India. Doing so will cause turmoil and bloodshed in Tibet. The Buddha is definitely unwilling to see it. We monks should have the courage to sacrifice our lives for all living beings. Enlightenment, we should not let sentient beings suffer misfortune because of our stubbornness..."

Rezhen smiled slightly, and bent down to the two great lamas: "Teachers, let me, Sidling Rezhenhutuktu, sit on the Lord's seat this time! I agree with Dimu Hutuktu's method. !"

Hearing Rezhen calling himself "Hutuktu", Living Buddha Dimu's eyes flashed, and he became more excited...

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Summer is the most beautiful season in Lhasa, with blue sky, white clouds and blooming flowers. It is also the season with the most oxygen and the most comfortable feeling in the year.The Dalai Lama, who rules Tibet in this season, will leave the fortified and splendid Potala Palace on the Red Mountain, and take his "Gexia" and his entourage to the pleasant summer palace Norbulingka.Do business there, spend the summer and play, and spend the most enjoyable season of the year.This year is no exception. Although he is already ill, the [-]th Dalai Lama moved into the largest man-made garden in Tibet with his "Gelen" and monks on time.Every day, I would drag my sick body to symbolically deal with not onerous official duties, and most of the time was spent on self-cultivation so that I could recover.The days are passing away day by day, no different from the past hundreds of years, it seems that such days will continue forever.

In the Shuchi Linka barracks not far from Norbulingka, it was also quiet, except for the sound of cicadas, as usual.A few sentries dressed in traditional Tibetan costumes, carrying Tibetan knives and spears, stood lazily at the gate of the barracks.His eyes did not look at the streets and alleys outside, but he kept looking at the buildings inside the gate. For some reason, there was always lingering fear in his eyes.

One after another, "gossip" suddenly spread in the Xiuchi Lingka barracks for some reason.What did you say that the Han Chinese in the east of Tibet will send [-] troops to Tibet!The weapons and equipment of these Han soldiers are all the most sophisticated German products, and they have just defeated Russia and Japan!The army of thousands of people in Tibet is simply vulnerable to them!

Fortunately, these Han soldiers were not here to deal with the Tibetans and the Dalai Lama, but to expel the foreigners who invaded Tibet.After the foreigners are driven away, the Yadong Mountain Pass will be completely sealed off, and communication with India will be cut off.In this way, Tibet can go back to the past, just like it has been for thousands of years, there are only Buddhas and lamas, and a few "ministers in Tibet" who don't care about anything.There is no more Harmful New Deal, no onerous military service and taxes, and that will never change!

It's just that those Tibetan traitors who have sold their souls to foreign devils and believed in foreign religions do not want their masters, the British, to be expelled, but want to send these hard-working Tibetan soldiers in the Xiuchi Linka barracks to the battlefield to serve as cannon fodder.And they themselves will hijack the Dalai Lama and flee to India to seek refuge with foreigners, and they will never come back again!

During this time, every night, there were figures of people coming and going in a hurry in the Xiuchi Linka Barracks.Everyone looked dignified.Especially Maggie Dorji and Luo Sang Zhuonan (commanding [-] Tibetan soldiers), in the past few days, they have been in the barracks every night, even sleeping in a random room for two hours. Do not serve by female slaves.Then, with red eyes, their family's carriage will also send mysterious visitors who never show their faces to the barracks to meet them on time.And today, in broad daylight, there are mysterious carriages coming in and out, and it seems that something unusual is about to happen...

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"Maggie! Lobsang!" came a small but eager cry from outside the door.Along with the shout, there was the sound of heavy and hurried footsteps.

It was Dimu Living Buddha of Danjilin Temple who heard the voice.Maggie Dorji, who was sitting upright in the room, just smiled lightly, remaining calm and composed.The conspiracy carefully planned by Maggie and his son for many years has finally reached the most critical moment, and the closer to the moment when the hole cards are revealed, Maggie Dorje, who has already bet everything, calms down instead.As the core figure of the conspiracy, his every move will be watched by dozens of pairs of eyes. Even the slightest panic may cause the nervous participants to collapse, and perhaps betrayal and betrayal will follow. ...

The footsteps and shouts grew louder, and the door of the room was knocked open.What greeted the eyes of everyone in the room was Demu Living Buddha who was so excited and nervous that he was about to faint.He was wearing a full set of living Buddha attire, and he seemed to have just attended some important meeting in Norbulingka.At this moment, his fat, swarthy face was flushed red, and he was panting heavily with his mouth open.

Living Buddha Dimo ​​took a few breaths, stared straight at Maggie Dorje, and after a while said, "Things have changed! The Dalai Lama has decided to leave India, and Tsarung Glenn will personally accompany him. Starting tonight, Qingchejian secretly left Lhasa for Yadong, and the guards were two elite Tibetan soldiers from Daiben. Maggie! Luosang! Our chance has come!"

He deliberately lowered his voice, but still made it clear to everyone in the room.Luosang Zhuonan closed his eyes and let out a long breath.Maggie Dorji said calmly: "Is that so... When did you make the decision? Is the news reliable?"

Living Buddha Dimu casually grabbed a cup of buttered tea on the table and took a big sip, then took a deep breath: "The news is absolutely reliable, it was announced by the Dalai Lama himself at today's meeting. He said he asked the gods to make a divination , said that today is an auspicious day to leave, and after today, you won’t be able to leave. I think...the Charong gang bribed the gods around the Dalai Lama.”

Maggie Dorji nodded slowly and stood up slowly.All eyes in the room were on him, including Huang Hui who stood motionless in the corner like a wooden sculpture.He couldn't understand Tibetan, but he could feel the gunpowder smell of the imminent war from the atmosphere at the scene.

Maggie Dorji turned around, glanced at Huang Hui, and said softly, "Brother Yaozu, can you act tonight?"

Huang Hui smiled coldly: "Time, place, dying...or alive?"

Maggie Dorji turned around and glanced at Living Buddha Dimu, and smiled slightly: "Lord Buddha, we are also setting off tonight, so we should be able to stop him in Qushui. I will trouble you to preside over the Lhasa matter together with my father and Brother Luosang." Yes. By tomorrow night at the latest, you will be Hutuktu, and we in Tibet can get rid of British control and return to a life that has remained unchanged for thousands of years." Speaking of this, he deliberately raised his voice : "And everyone who participated in this operation can get what they deserve! Glenn of Gexia, the governors of various places, and the status of great nobles, serfs, land, gold, official positions of the National Government... everything! Such an opportunity is this once in a lifetime! Gentlemen, please take advantage of it.”

Everyone nodded heavily, with excited expressions on their faces.Everyone knows that the secret escape of the Dalai Lama this time is simply a godsend.If he was nested in the heavily guarded Norbulingka Summer Palace, with the Tibetan army of more than 1000 people they can control, there are thousands of lamas and domestic slaves who may not be able to break in.Moreover, the Dalai Lama is a god-like figure after all, so it seems quite difficult for those Tibetan soldiers and lamas to attack Norbulingka.But it is much easier to ambush a fleeing team of 2000 people.Even without the use of Tibetan soldiers, the "special forces" of more than 100 people brought by that fierce Han Huang Hui can win a big victory!

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There are many rainy nights in summer in Tibet.Originally a cloudless sunny day, as soon as the evening passed, dark clouds would suddenly cover the entire sky, and bursts of muffled thunder rolled across the air from time to time.

On the road going south along the Lhasa River, the strong wind before the storm was whining, like ghosts crying and wolves howling.It was dark all around, only the dim lanterns barely illuminated the road.The thirteenth Dalai Lama's team going south was also extremely cautious. Every time he passed a village, he would always send a lama to find out about the local Tibetans.The reason is to prevent someone from taking the opportunity to assassinate the Dalai Lama... Beneath the seemingly calm political atmosphere in Tibet, there has always been an undercurrent.And the thirteenth Dalai Lama can become one of the few Dalai Lamas in Tibet with a "longevity", which is naturally inseparable from his consistent prudence.

The soft sedan chair the Dalai Lama was riding in was even more heavily guarded. Even the former commander-in-chief of the Tibetan Army, Charong Gelun, was fully armed and walked side by side on horseback and the sedan chair.

Today, those who escorted the thirteenth Dalai Lama to escape are carefully selected the most reliable Tibetan troops, and the two generations are relatives of the thirteenth Dalai Lama.Moreover, the weapons and equipment are also excellent, all of which are British-made Lee Enfield rifles.Now they are equipped with sharp bayonets, and they are shining brightly even when they are illuminated by the dim light from the lanterns, which makes people feel very relieved to look at.

"Shurong." The Dalai Lama's weary voice came from inside the sedan chair: "I have wronged you these few years, and I know you are loyal, but... the people around me are not willing to change! It has been like this for thousands of years, and their brains have long been stiff."

Hearing the Dalai Lama's words, Cha Rong felt sour in his heart and almost burst into tears.To be honest, he didn't want to change either.As a great nobleman and Glenn, he has a vested interest in Tibet's special political system, and changing this system will not do him any good.It's just... Knowing what's going on in the outside world, he deeply felt that it was impossible for Tibet to remain unchanged.The question is how and by whom?Moreover, Tibet is, after all, a backwater and sparsely populated place. It is simply unrealistic to rely on one's own strength to gain a place in the world. You must find a thick leg to hug you.The question is whether to hold the thigh of the British Empire, or the Republic of China, which is making a mess of itself?wrong!I don’t know what’s wrong with the Republic of China, but it’s not chaotic now!

"Charong. You said that if we rely on the Republic of China that relied on the Han people, just like the Qing Dynasty that relied on the Manchus before, let us go back to the old life, okay?" Listen to the Dalai Lama The tone in his voice hinted that he yearned for the Republic of China.

Charong was startled when he heard the words, and didn't know how to answer for a while?Go back to the comfortable and comfortable life in the past, continue to be a nobleman, Glenn, and sons, grandsons, and great-grandsons, from generation to generation.Either Glenn or the general manager, or become a Living Buddha or a Khenpo... Aren't the millions of serfs in the whole of Tibet serving these one hundred nobles?On such a day, the serfs have no objection. If he is dissatisfied with a nobleman who has thousands of serfs serving him, the Buddha will not let him go, right?But the question is, can he go back to the past after rubbing the wool?He has British labels all over his body...

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The rain was getting heavier and heavier, beating the eyes of all exposed people.The team marched slowly along the Lhasa River. Except for the Dalai Lama who was sitting in the sedan chair, all the people were covered with coir raincoats, but they were still drenched from head to toe. Everyone was trembling there.It is estimated that these Tibetan soldiers and lamas have already scolded Charong for instigating the Dalai Lama's secret escape in their hearts.In this kind of weather, instead of guarding his wife and children at home, he ran out to escape... Hasn't the Han army arrived in Qamdo?

The Thirteenth Dalai Lama opened the curtains on the sedan chair, and dozens of unique lanterns lined up in two rows, barely illuminating the road.You can also see the rain mountain crashing down from the sky, and the dense rain almost formed a wall of rain.The entire procession became blurred.Tibet's future, my own future, is just like the world in the rain, you can't see clearly from a distance...

Suddenly a few lanterns somehow fell to the ground and went out, and there was a little commotion in the march, as if someone had fallen.In addition, there was a faint crackling sound, which sounded like the firecrackers that lamas often set off during festivals...

The Thirteenth Dalai Lama frowned slightly. With such a heavy rain, who would go to the wilderness to set off firecrackers?Just as I was regretting, there was another burst of crackling sound suddenly, and rows of flickering orange-red lights flew from the woods on the side of the road to the marching ranks at an extremely fast speed!Then came the miserable screams like howling ghosts and howling wolves.

"Enemy attack! It's an enemy attack! Hurry up and protect the Dalai Lama! Hurry up and protect the sedan chair..." Cha Rong had also come to his senses at this time, and shouted loudly to arrange the battle.It's just that the former commander-in-chief of the Tibetan army was completely flustered at the moment, and he forgot to order his subordinates to put out the lanterns in their hands!In this vast rainy night, if there were no lanterns for lighting, it would be impossible for the ambush soldiers in the distant forest to aim and shoot accurately.

At this time, the Tibetan army also began to shoot back indiscriminately, shooting out rows of bullets without paying any money, regardless of where the enemy was.

"Tat, tat, tat..." The ambush in the woods actually set up a machine gun!A string of hot tongues spewed out, killing the Tibetan soldiers who fired back indiscriminately and killed them row by row.Then there were two loud bangs again, and two balls of fire rose in the front line of the Tibetan army!

This is a cannon?

They actually have cannons!Who are they?In the end what happened?The extreme fear made the Dalai Lama clenched his fists and shouted: "Charong! Charong! What happened! Who are they?"

At this time, the sound of shouting and killing sounded!This voice Dalai Lama clearly sounds Chinese!

Volume [-] Upheaval

Chapter 0456 the greatest crisis of the Kuomintang (a)

After the "peaceful resolution" of the Tibet incident, the troubled times of the Republic of China seemed to be time for an intermission.Although the two governments in the north and the south are arguing and arguing, accusing each other of being "dictatorship", "communism and wife sharing"...but it's just cursing, and neither of them intends to fight.During this period of time, the main energy of both sides has been placed on "economic construction".

The important work of the Southern Nationalist Government mainly focused on land reform in the three provinces of Shandong (excluding northern Shandong), Henan, and Shaanxi (excluding northern Shaanxi).Since the national government made a sum of ill-gotten wealth in the "March [-] public debt incident", the land reform also had sufficient financial guarantees, and the speed of advancement was much faster than expected.

The second major task of the national government is to strengthen financial supervision.Speaking of which, this matter was also promoted by the "March [-] public debt incident".Although the Nationalist government was the winner in this incident, the lack of supervision and hidden risks in China's financial market have also been fully exposed.Naturally, a series of financial legislation such as the "Securities Law" and "Banking Law" followed, and an institution called the "Financial Supervision Commission" was also established in the shortest time.If "bank-securities separation", "deposit guarantee", "bank capital adequacy ratio" and other financial regulatory systems have also been introduced one after another.

In addition, the catastrophic drought that swept through Northwest China finally arrived as scheduled, and disaster relief became the third major task of the Nationalist Government...

However, these matters have little to do with Luo Yaoguo, chief of staff of the National Revolutionary Army.This "Big Butterfly", who has been busy since her rebirth and wanted to change history, seems to have had a lot of free time.Uh, not very busy actually.There are four wives in the family, one Xiao Mi, and a little maid who was finally "eaten" and took over the house.This day is still very fulfilling... and I have achieved good results. After several months of continuous hard work by Luo, I finally made the belly of the Polish beauty Natalie bigger!Looking at this foreign girl's growing belly and her plump boobs, a sense of satisfaction that the revolution has been successful and that she should enjoy life can't be suppressed from the bottom of her heart.

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With a sound of "Peng", the door of Natalie's bedroom was knocked open.

Inside the bedroom were Luo Yaoguo and Natalie.Luo Yaoguo undressed his toga, leaned on the sofa with his belly exposed, half-closed his eyes, his legs stretched straight, his breathing was short of breath, and he couldn't stop screaming "ahhh", his face was full of intoxication.The beauty Natalie knelt in front of him, her smooth and pretty face was buried between his thighs, the temples moved frequently, and the flowers and branches trembled.The sandalwood sparrow tongue faltered, and the sucking and teasing made Luo's soul faint, and he wanted to die.

This Natalie is worthy of being a pornographic spy trained by the "Cheka". Even if she is pregnant, she still has a way to firmly hold a man's heart.All kinds of new tricks emerged one after another, so that Luo Yaoguo was a little suspicious of a love action movie in a certain country in another time and space. The real behind-the-scenes boss was the KGB in Lubyanka Square.

It was Lu Xiaobei, the housewife, who bumped into the door.She entered the United Polytechnic University in September last year. She left early and returned late every day, and was busy reviewing her homework at night. She was very busy.And she never asked about the affairs between her husband and other wives, she was really a traditional virtuous old lady.I don't know what's going on today, so I just rushed in without knocking on the door.And stood there flushed, raising his arms, pointing at the adulterer and adulterer who were having a good time.He was so breathless that he couldn't speak... Obviously he came here from his main building in one breath.

Luo Yaoguo glanced at his wife, slightly surprised.This is China in February [-] AD, where polygamy was common among wealthy families.Although it is inevitable for wives and concubines to compete for favor, in front of their husbands, each of them has to pretend to be blind dated sisters.Especially my eldest wife, who is a well-educated and reasonable traditional woman, would never come here in a panic to "catch rape".There must be something important, right?Seeing that his wife was so nervous, Luo Yaoguo didn't have the desire to be flirtatious and happy.He hurriedly tugged Natalie's hair and told her to call it a day.

After tidying up a bit, Luo Yaoguo smiled and beckoned to his wife: "Xiaobei, what's the matter? Come sit down and talk slowly. The sky won't fall, and even if it does, I can fix it."

Lu Xiaobei just shook her head, frowned slightly, and looked at her husband with complicated eyes, obviously not quite used to the scene just now.

"Fuwen, something big happened, the innocence has really collapsed! The Moshan mansion just called, the President..." At this point, two lines of hot tears welled up from Lu Xiaobei's eyes.

"What did you say!" Luo Yaoguoteng jumped up from the sofa, pointed at Lu Xiaobei with a livid face, "What's wrong with the President?"