Two days later, Sang Jie welcomed his own day of visit. He came to the Imperial Navy's military port and visited the Navy's first-class battleship Imperial. Walking onto this giant creature already made Sang Jie feel uneasy. When he was galloping on the sea, his heart that had been suppressed for a long time finally surging wildly. When hundreds of cannons were released in sequence according to the decisive battle pattern of line battles, the shocking kind of human activities that Sang Jie had seen in his twenty-year life, whether it was galloping, or tsunami, it was incomparable. Only the wind and clouds in the mountains in Tibet could suppress it.

But that's a miracle!

The image of Pei Yuanqi, who was accompanying him, was greatly improved in Sang Jie's heart. When evaluating him, Sang Jie's heart had more words of sincerity, because Pei Yuanqi always explained to Sang Jie that most war machinery would not appear on the land battlefield on the battleship, or there were not so many. For example, the Imperial Army did not use heavy artillery on the battleship, which often exceeded two tons. According to the army's standards, there were 1,000 people and two guns. No army would be equipped with so many artillery. Such heavy artillery volleys were impossible in the army. However, the word "sincere" lasted for less than two hours, and it turned into hypocrisy and deception, because the two people who came down from the Imperial Battleship happened to see a construction ship escorted by the navy, with the first locomotives tested by the Imperial Academy of Engineering on it.

This aroused Sang Jie's curiosity, so the two of them went to the Engineering Academy to watch the wonder of the train. The train with black smoke was simply a giant dragon on the ground for Sang Jie. The power of ten thousand pounds was a joke in front of this thing. Who said that the things on the battleship could not be effectively used on land? Sang Jie didn't think that those heavy artillery could not be used on such a giant dragon.........

Since childhood, Sang Jie was told that the highest level of practicing Buddhism is that the mind is as calm as water. Sang Jie has always been like this. But now, his heart is in chaos. The Xinhu Lake, which has been quiet for twenty years, was first thrown into a stone, causing ripples, and then a mountain is thrown into it, and there are huge waves!

On this day, Sang Jie, who had been in a state of depression for several days, was walking on the way back to the National Guesthouse. An autumn rain forced him to stop. One master and two servants entered a crowded teahouse to shelter from the rain. A silver coin was exchanged for a bench near the door. As usual, three refreshments were ordered. Except for the one that Sang Jie enjoyed himself, the other two were for people from the security bureau who had been secretly protecting or surveilling.

This is a tacit secret. After rushing from Sang Jie to Shen Jing and traveling around, there are always two people following him. Sang Jie sometimes relies on them to solve big and small troubles.

A team of dock workers carrying the life also hurriedly, just hiding under the eaves of the house, holding their legs and squatting, leaving the road in and out, for fear of provoking the store. After a while, a worker asked for a cup of tea and two firewood. He walked to Sang Jie and asked, "Master, can you make a bench with you?"

"Yes, just do whatever you want." Sang Jie said casually, looking at the person who came, he saw that his skin was dark and red, his wrists were thick, and his eyebrows seemed familiar. Sang Jie was about to look closely, but the man shook his head slightly, sat down calmly, and after eating a fire, he dipped in rain and wrote the three words Galdan on the table.

After reading these three words, Sang Jie remembered his master's disciple who had been missing for many years, a nobleman from the Junggar tribe, and a friend from his childhood, but he finally held back. Galdan wiped off the words and wrote down the bamboo forest behind the State Guesthouse. After reading them, Sang Jie looked at them and wiped them off casually. He ordered his subordinates and went to the theater opposite.

At night, Sang Jie escaped the sheriff patrolling the State Guesthouse and came to the bamboo forest. Looking at the empty pavilion, I wonder if it was when Galdan lost his time, Gal Dan's voice sounded: "Sang Jie, I have never seen you late."

"Galdan, my brother, it's not easy to escape the eyes and ears of the Han people." Sang Jie said with a smile, giving Galdan a big hug.

"I knew that the Han people were always afraid of us, and they were targeting us all the time." Galdan did not have the joy of reunion for a long time, but said angrily.

Sang Jie did not notice this, but asked: "Where have you been in the past few years? After the War in Mobei ended, the master once used the return of you as a condition for peace talks. At first, the emperor agreed, but he also said that you died while traveling outside the pass."

Galdan, who was used to lying, once again made up a pitiful life experience for himself. The general idea was that because of the good-willed conditions of the leader of the Huang Cult, his identity was discovered, so he was secretly arrested by the Security Bureau, tortured and escaped by chance. However, this carefully woven lie did not gain the effect Galdan wanted. Sang Jie, a friend who grew up with, only comforted him a few words, saying that he would be alive and just pass by. He was completely unindignant and vowed to avenge himself.

"Sang Jie, I heard that Master sent Lord Diba, is he going to bow down to the Han people?" Galdan asked.

After hearing this, Sang Jie was not angry, but sat down and said, "We are here to negotiate for peace in Tibet and promote Buddhism. Master told Lord Diba and me to express the necessary humility to the empire. I know you will hate these, but what I want to say is that Master can no longer hold on. Although he must be humble, Master is also the last one. In the entire Tibet, the first one to kneel down was the Hoshuote, my brother."

Galdan's face immediately turned black. Like his mother Junggar, Heshuot belonged to a branch of Weilat Mongolia. At that time, Gushikhan was invited by the two leaders of the Huang Cult to lead his army into Tibet and Qinghai, destroyed the Red Cult, established the transcendent status of the Huang Cult, and established the Hoshuot Khanate in that plateau. Because most of the Hoshuot part entered Tibet, Junggar could rise from the north and south of the Tianshan Mountains.

Currently, Tibet belongs to the Hokshuot Khanate, but this is a binary political consortium, which is not even considered a chiefdom. The two religious leaders, Diba and Hokshuot Khan are the four giants of this country. Hokshuot Khan holds military power and some regimes, while most of the regimes are controlled by Diba, the chief executive. The loose political alliance is not even considered a ****.

However, in name, Khan Heshuote was the monarch of this country. He surrendered to the empire, so the two religious leaders naturally could not sit idly by, and that would force the Khan family to lead the wolf into the house.

"This is seeking death. Although war can be avoided, it is boiling frogs in warm water. Do you know this allusion?" Galdan waved his fists angrily.

Sang Jie nodded and said with a smile: "Of course, of course, I know, and I also know a more interesting fact. It is said that the brother of the emperor today, Yu, Li Junwei, is a second person. He is the most beloved child of the Supreme Emperor and is praised as a unique person by the Supreme Emperor. His specialty lies in the escape of thoughts. When we hear the allusion of boiling frogs in warm water, we often amazed at the exquisiteness of the metaphor, but Yu really put the frog in warm water to cook. As a result, the frog jumped out as soon as the fire was lit, and there was no such thing as the allusion mentioned."

When Galdan heard this, he was slightly stunned: "Does what you said have anything to do with what we are discussing?"

"No, I just... tell a joke." Sanjie smiled.

After hearing this, Galdan completely understood that Sang Jie was different from himself. He did not have the determination to fight the empire to the end, and even enjoyed peace with the empire, so his attitude was so scattered.

"Sang Jie, you disappointed me so much. Do you still remember what you said to me when I left Lhasa? You supported me the most. I hope you can use the power of the Qing Dynasty to curb the expansion of the Han power. At that time......" Galdan said emotionally, but before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Sang Jie.

Sang Jie said seriously: "Times have changed, Galdan. When we were discussing that, the Qing Dynasty and the empire were evenly matched. Compared with the Han people with a large population, we must support the Manchus with the same small population. Compared with the Central Plains people, we certainly chose the fishing and hunting nation. But now, the empire is unified and at its peak, why do we have to be a mantis armed and chariot?

I know, Galdan, you have your unruly, but do you know what your unruly comes from? It is not from the grandeur of Buddhism, nor is it from the teachings of Master. It is just the pride of being a Weilat as a noble Junggar. In fact, it is no longer a monk of the Yellow Sect. Are you trying to do for the Junggar tribe or for Buddhism? Maybe it is just for your hatred and ambition?"

"You...what do you mean?" Galdan felt that he could not recognize Sang Jie.

Sang Jie smiled and said, "Don't you understand the meaning? Well, then I'll say more. Since the Tubo Kingdom was eliminated, we Tibetans have never had a powerful force. We who believe in Buddhism always rely on the most powerful strength at the first time. In the past few hundred years, the Mongolians, Han people, Weila people and Manchus, whoever is stronger will depend on whom. Do you know why? Because no matter how powerful a country is, it is a secular regime, and we are a religion, and we have a basis for cooperation with any secular regime, but we also have their own space to survive.

Now that the empire is the strongest, we must of course choose the empire. It is true that the empire's control over religion far exceeds other regimes, but so what, it is so powerful that we have no choice. On this continent, who can fight against it? There was a half-dead Qing Dynasty. Now, there was no more, the various tribes of the Hwashote and Junggar became vassals of the empire. We continued to persist and could only suffer a catastrophe. Whether it was the Hwashote Khanate who was fighting for power with us, the Red Cult, the White Cult, or even the Yellow Cult branch that had been supported by the empire, there were too many forces willing to help the empire destroy us, and then get a piece of the pie. Galdan, either kneel down or die, the master had no choice."

Galdan suddenly laughed a few times: "Is that so, are you going to take me and ask for credit from the new master?"

Sanjie shook his head: "No, but I won't let you see Lord Diba. Assassination of him will ruin the peace talks between the two sides. This kind of thing cannot happen."

Galdan snorted coldly. He didn't think about this strategy, but he was weak and could not do it. Sang Jie said, "Tell me, Galdan, what do you want to do?"

"I want to go back to Tibet and see my master!" said Galdan.

Sang Jie nodded: "This is simple, I can arrange it."

After pondering for a while, Sanjie said, "I will send someone to Lhasa recently. You can hide near the dock. My people have arrived. If you replace someone on the boat, you can go back to Lhasa with them. How about it?"

"But how can I be sure you are not setting up a plan to harm me?" Galdan asked vigilantly.

Sang Jie clapped his hands, and saw a rippling sound in the bamboo forest. Four or five black shadows surrounded him, each holding a crossbow. Sang Jie also distanced him and had a pistol in his hand. Sang Jie said, "Obviously, it's not a waste to kill you now."

Galdan sneered: "Sang Jie, you have changed."

Sang Jie nodded: "Those who know the current affairs are heroes, Galdan, you should change too."

Imperial study room.

"Sang Jie himself agreed to enroll and wrote a letter to inform Lhasa that Chen Lie Gyatso did not object, so this matter was basically done. I think hello to the school. Sang Jie has a special identity and it is necessary to give some special treatment. He is the next Diba appointed by the Imperial University. If Sang Jie successfully graduated from the Imperial University, it is very likely that the Diba will be trained by the Imperial Empire, which is crucial to affect Tibet in the future." Pei Yuanqi reported as briefly as possible.

Li Junhua nodded: "That's it, Prince Xun's example, but I'm also explaining it to Sang Jie, don't go too far. Chang Adaya, what's your opinion on Tibetan policies?"

Chang Adei said: "The cabinet hopes that the empire will come forward and unite the Hoshuot Khan Court, the two major Huang Cult leaders and Tibetan nobles to form a normal administrative agency to unify the policies of Tibet and exert the influence of the empire. I have carefully considered it, but it feels inappropriate."

"Why is it inappropriate?"

"This policy will arouse dissatisfaction between the Hoshuot Khan and the Yellow Cult, and it is difficult to implement it. The humble official thinks... For Tibet, as long as there is no garrison, the influence is almost impossible, and it is not appropriate to propose garrison now." Chang Adae said.

Li Junhua said: "You are right, peace is the most important thing, and you should follow it slowly, but you must take the first step well, what is your plan for the Lifan Academy?"
Chapter completed!