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Volume 4 Leviathan Chapter 15 Rebellion 1

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    Mongolia, Kulen.  Although it is already the end of April, the cold wind blowing from the holy mountain Burhan in the north is still biting, and the dirty streets are bustling with people of all kinds.  At the end of the street, there is a large square. At the other end of the square is the Sedan Temple, which is the residence of Jebzumba I, the "Living Buddha" of Khalkha Mongolia. The entire city of Kulun is built around the residence of this "Living Buddha"  Well, Kulun originally means "big temple" in Mongolian.  "Get out of the way, make way for the noble King Saiyinnuoyan! The noble King Saiyinnuoyan! Get out of the way!" Following a burst of shouting, a group of knights slowly walked over along the crowded road.  The knights who opened the road shouted loudly and waved their whips over people's heads. People on the road made buzzing complaints and moved to both sides, but this only made the road more chaotic and made it impossible for the knights to move forward.  Chelinduanduobu was sitting on horseback. He was a middle-aged man who had just reached his thirties. He had a typical Mongolian broad face and a beard on his chin. He was always smiling.  His face showed an anxious look at this time.  "Excuse me, King Khan, there are too many people today. It seems that all the people on the grassland have crowded into Kulun!" The leading knight explained to Chelinduan Duobu with sweat on his brow.  "Yes, there are too many!" Che Linduanduobu frowned: "The number is unusual, just like swallows flying low before a thunderstorm!" "King Khan?" The leader turned around in surprise.  , just in time to hear Chelinduanduobu whispering to himself: "It's like a big riot is about to happen!" "Big riot?" "Yes, look at these people, the Tushetu tribe, the Russians  People, those troublemakers, the guys who escaped from the cotton manor with nothing but themselves, and these people!" Chelinduanduobu said, pointing to the square not far away with his finger!  A crowd of tens of thousands.  At this time, the square was crowded with a large group of bulls and horses. These were the offerings sent to Kulun for the living Buddha.  Following the cattle are large groups of Khalkha Mongolian herdsmen. Compared with their compatriots in Inner Mongolia, these herdsmen's lives are more primitive. Their ancestors have lived and died in the vast Mobei Mongolian prairie for generations. They are completely  They were a group of savages who looked more like robbers than shepherds.  They are violent by nature and wear all kinds of tattered clothes, most of which are old sheepskin jackets or furry raw sheepskin worn inside out.  No matter what the weather is, their chests are exposed. When exposed to the grassland wind and sun, their necks and chests show a dark color.  At this time, they all held weapons of one kind or another in their hands. Some had bows and quivers, some had primitive muskets or matchlocks, some had waist knives, and some had long handles.  Sickle, if nothing else, hold a stick.  There are also small traders who drive horse-drawn carriages to sell salt to herders to buy leather and wool, or vagrants who come from nowhere.  The entire Culun has become a large courtyard, full of drunkards who are crazy about alcohol.  People gathered around the bonfire, singing and shouting, and the shouts and noises could be heard even in the corner.  The sound of morin fiddle and bronze drum echo the braying of cows.  A blind old man sat by the road, played the morin fiddle, and sang a song loved by the herdsmen: "Ah! Proud eagle! Our own brothers! How high you fly! And how far you can see.  "Ah!" In addition, the Mongolian people shouted enthusiastically: "Aha, aha!" These people, who were full of oil and wine, were dancing in the square.  Everything seemed so crazy and rough.  All this made the knights believe that King Khan was right. The entire Kulun and even Khalkha Mongolia were full of riotous gunpowder. Just a spark would ignite everything and blow everything to the sky.  "May the gods and Buddhas bless us!" Chelinduan Duobu lowered his head sadly.  In Sedan Temple, the walls of the gorgeous bedroom are covered with thick furs and blankets, which not only blocks the cold wind outside, but also blocks the sounds coming from outside.  Lying on the bed was a haggard old man, who was none other than Living Buddha Jebtsundamba VII. Although there was a low sound of chanting from outside the door, it was obvious that this did not help his body.  This old man, who was considered by the Mongolian herdsmen at the time to be the reincarnation of a descendant of Genghis Khan, had reached the end of his life. In front of his bed, the most noble princes of Khalkha Mongolia were kneeling. These people, who tried their best to pretend to be sad on their faces, all knelt in front of his bed.  Quietly waiting for the end of the old man's life.  Chelin Dorji carefully raised his head and looked at the dying old man on the bed. His rough breathing came out hard from his thin chest, as if the furs covering his body were an unbearable burden.  .  This Khan of the Tuxietu tribe, the most powerful of the four Khalkha Mongolian routes,He raised his head slightly, with a glimmer of pride in his eyes, but suddenly he felt the gaze projected from the side, and he quickly lowered his head again.  Chelin Duanduobu withdrew his vigilant gaze. He was always wary of the Great Khan next to him who was famous throughout Outer Mongolia.  Since the Saiyinnuoyan tribe was originally from the Tuxietu tribe, in 1731 AD, Emperor Dashun took advantage of his achievements in conquering Zhungeer and divided the 19th western banner of the Tuxietu Khan tribe into the Saiyinnuoyan tribe, which actually weakened the  The Tuxie Tubu is too powerful, so traditionally the Saiyinnuoyan tribe has always been closer to Dashun in order to continue to maintain its dominant position, while the Tuxie Tubu is often more centrifugal towards Dashun and wants to gain  External support was needed to regain its dominance in Khalkha Mongolia.  Ten bells rang outside, and the princes stood up and filed out of the room. It was already getting late. According to the law, after ten o'clock in the evening, all the doors to the living Buddha's residence must be closed tightly to ensure that he  To ensure the safety of your life, you must know that although living Buddhas are semi-gods and semi-human beings in the eyes of ordinary herdsmen, they are completely different things in the eyes of the princes who hold secular power. In a sense, these people from Sichuan Province  The living Buddhas in Litang County were completely the tools used by Emperor Dashun to control Outer Mongolia. In order to deal with these unruly princes of Outer Mongolia, Emperor Dashun stipulated that after helping them defeat the invasion of Zhungeer Khan of Mongolia, they came from far away  Sichuan Province selects the reincarnated soul boys of Living Buddhas, and it is only valid after the approval of the emperor. It is difficult for these living Buddhas from far away without any foundation to unite with the local Mongolian princes to fight against the central government, and conflicts between secularity and religion are inevitable.  All kinds of conflicts.  For more than a hundred years, this policy has been very effective. One of its manifestations is that the deaths of many living Buddhas are related to the daggers and poisons of secular princes.  Prince Saiyinnuoyan Chelinduanduobu walked out of the door. After thinking for a moment, he gritted his teeth and walked quickly outside. He had just taken a few steps when a very familiar voice suddenly came from behind him: "King Saiyin, you are so  Where are you going if you're late? " Chelinduan Duobu turned around and saw Chelin Duoerji walking towards him, with a proud smile on his shiny black face, and he frowned.  He replied: "Dear Tuxie Tuhan, it's so late that you have to go back to my residence!" "Residence?" Chelin Dorji showed a warm smile on his face: "We haven't seen each other for many days.  , why don¡¯t you come to my place and have fun together tonight?¡± ¡°This?¡± Che Linduobu showed a hesitant look on his face, thinking about how to politely refuse the other party¡¯s request, but Che Linduobu couldn¡¯t.  Erji stepped forward and grabbed the opponent's arm, laughing loudly and saying: "King Sai, the other two great Khans of the 4th Khalkha Mongolian Army have already accepted my invitation. Could it be that you rejected my honor?"  "This -" A thin layer of sweat oozed out from Chelin Duanduobu's forehead. Among the four Khalkha Mongolian Routes, the Saiyin Nuoyan Department is the weakest in terms of strength and history.  , even his own title is only Prince and not the Great Khan of the other three movies.  At this critical moment when the Living Buddha was dying, if he did not get the support of the other two groups, he would most likely be eaten by the Tuxie Tuhan who was looking for an excuse.  ¡°That¡¯s good, I would rather obey than respect!¡± Chelin Duanduobu replied with a wry smile.  "Okay, okay, okay!" Chelin Dorji laughed loudly: "Go back quickly and get ready. I'm going to have a drink with the three kings tonight!" Under the dim light, the female slaves danced in front of the banquet.  , Chelinduanduobu was complaining secretly in his heart. Although as a Mongolian, he has a very good drinker and drank a lot of kumiss and mead without getting drunk, but it was already three o'clock in the morning. As the host of the banquet,  Che Lindorji has no intention of ending the banquet. If this continues, his plan will come to nothing.  Thinking of this, Che Linduanduobu gritted his teeth, put down his wine glass and bowed slightly to Che Lin who was sitting on the host's seat, and said: "Dear Tuxie Tuhan, I have already measured enough, and now I say goodbye to you!" "Sai King"  , I have long heard that your drinking capacity is as big as the ocean, how could you have enough of it so quickly?" When Chelin Dorji said this, he suddenly laughed and said, "It must be because our daughters from the Tuxie Tu Department are not enough.  It's my fault that I can't let King Sai drink because I'm beautiful and not enthusiastic enough!" At this point, Chelin Dorji clapped her hands twice, and a woman dressed up came out from behind and picked up the wine.  The wine glass walked to Che Linduan Duobu, knelt down on his knees, raised the wine glass with both hands, and looked at the other person quietly with his beautiful eyes.  "King Sai, this is my daughter, the most beautiful flower in Tuxietu. I'm toasting you now. You won't be able to drink it!" Chelin Dorji laughed loudly, and the Khans from the other two departments also cheered in unison.  Che Linduan Duobu had no choice but to drink the glass of wine. The woman filled another glass and offered it to Che Linduan Duobu. Che Linduan Duobu had to take it. This happened again and again, even if Che Linduan Duobu had a good drinking capacity.  , several glasses of strong drinks in a rowAs I continued drinking, I felt dizzy. I knew that if I drank like this, I would be unable to leave here tonight. I had no choice but to push away the wine glass, stood up and said, "Everyone, I really have something to rush back to, so I'll take my leave first."  Come back tomorrow to apologize to everyone." After saying that, he turned around and walked outside.
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