Desert Eagle Suletan Khan

Chapter 441: Stirring up the storm in Mobei (Part )
The Erdenizhao (Guangxian Temple) of the Tushetu Khan tribe was built next to the ruins of the old capital of Mongolia, Hara and Lincheng. Once upon a time, Genghis Khan, Ogodai, Guyuk and Mengge sat and ruled here. A huge empire, it had always been the political center of Mongolia before Kublai Khan moved his capital to Dadu (Beijing). Today, this is the largest temple in Mobei, and the great monk Jebtsundamba of Juonang sect is stationed here.

Today, the temple is holding a grand ceremony. The great monk, dressed in traditional attire, sat on the Buddhist altar surrounded by people, led his disciples to chant sutras and pray for everyone, performed a head-touching ceremony, and presented high-respect hadas to the guests attending the Dharma assembly. One after another devout believers knelt in front of him and let those young hands touch the top of their heads. It was magical, and they suddenly felt refreshed and comfortable.

This master was only twenty-five years old and was the second son of Tushetu Khan Gonbu. At that time, Doranatha, the divine monk of the Juenang sect, was invited to Mobei by the princes of the Khalkha Mongolian tribes. He was honored as "Jebtsundamba (meaning sage and sage)", and from then on, the Juenang sect started to develop in Mobei. of orthodoxy. After Taranatha passed away, Tushe Tuhan Gonbucha gave birth to a son, who was recognized as Taranatha and was reborn as the second Jebtsundampa of the Jonang sect, with the dharma name "Losang Dambe Gyaltsen". ". Because of this relationship with Tuxie Tuhan Gunbu, the teachings of the Juonang sect were widely spread in various tribes in Khalkha Mongolia, and became the largest sect in Mobei.

In another time and space, the Gelug sect broke into the sphere of influence of the Juonang sect and spread the Dharma vigorously in Mobei. Even Master Danjin of the Sayinnoyan tribe of the Tuxie Tuhan branch also believed in the Gelug. Under tremendous pressure, Lobsang Tenpa Gyaltsen had to give up the rituals of the Jonang sect and convert to the Gelug sect. Jebtsundampa, the second sect of the Jonang sect, became Jebtsundampa the first of the Gelug sect. However, in this time and space, the great tycoon Suletan emerged from nowhere, suppressed the power of the Gelug sect, and even replaced their three major temple altars with his own son. There is no pressure from the Gelug sect, so there is no need to convert. I can stay in Erdenizhao with peace of mind, reciting scriptures, calmly and at ease.

After the sacred chanting ceremony, he and the guests explained the scriptures, preached the common sense and meaning of Hada, and started a spiritual dialogue. The atmosphere of the Dharma conference was cheerful and sincere. On the surface, being a holy monk is very majestic, and he is surrounded by people and is solemn and sacred. However, after a Dharma conference, Lobsang Dambe Gyaltsen was so tired that his back ached. If he had not practiced meditation for a long time, he would not have been able to sit for that long. !
He returned to his palace, intending to lie down and rest for a while, when a close confidant, the novice monk, reported: "Honorable Sir, Tuxie Tubu Huitai Jicha Hudorji is asking for an audience."

"Oh, it's so late. Brother came to see me in a hurry. There must be something important," Lobsang Tenpel Gyaltsen muttered in a low voice. Although a monk has severed all ties with the world and is free of all four elements, he should no longer have anything to do with his family. It can be said that there is no great monk from each sect who does not take care of his own family. If this were not the case, why would major families bother to send their children to become great monks?
"Let him come in," the monk commanded calmly, and the Prime Minister sat solemnly on the lion throne.

"Chahun Dorji pays homage to the Venerable". Once you enter Buddhism, it is as deep as the sea. Even if the person in front of you is your own brother whose blood is thicker than water, you have to kowtow and salute in accordance with the etiquette of the Jonang sect.

Seeing his brother, Lobsang Dambe Gyaltsen couldn't help but feel a little excited. He suppressed his emotions and said slowly: "Kütai Ji met me late at night. Do you have anything important to do?"

"Your Majesty, the Chechen Khan Shuo Lei has died, and the various disciples are vying for power. The candidate for the new Khan has not been decided for a long time. Ahai Khatun has to temporarily supervise the country. They plan to ask you to decide the candidate for the new Khan."

Luosang Dambe Gyaltsen remained silent and his face remained calm, showing that he had already heard the news. This is not surprising. As a great monk of the Juenang Sect, he has countless followers and many eyes and ears.

The Chechen Khan Shuolei followed Lin Dan Khan all his life. Lin Dan Khan was bewitched by the Sakya monk Sharpa Hutuktu and resolutely converted from Gelug to Sakya, and the Chechen tribe also followed suit. Unexpectedly, when Shuolei died, his Ketun and sons actually begged me to decide who would own the throne. This is really a grand event for the Jue Nang sect! The great monk looked calm, but his thoughts had actually flown beyond the horizon. Because he had the backing of the Tuxie Tuhan tribe, since he succeeded Jebtsundamba, the temples and believers of the Juonang sect have grown rapidly, and it has become the largest sect in Mobei. How can he not be satisfied with his ambition?

"cough~"

Chahu Dorji suddenly lowered his voice and said, "Second brother, Eqige asked me to tell you that when the Chechens ask you to judge, please do not give clear instructions. You must let them continue to be leaderless."

"what!"

Lobsang Tenpai Gyaltsen was shocked. He had received a letter of request from Ahayhatun. He planned to follow Shuolei Khan's last wish and appoint his fifth son Babu to succeed the Chechen Khan in public, so as to expand the influence of the Jonang sect, but his father asked him not to do so. Take a stand. If you agree, it will be detrimental to the Juenang faction; if you don't agree, it will be detrimental to the Tuxie Tu tribe where your family belongs. It's really a dilemma! "Second brother, for the sake of our family, please do as Eqige said," Chahun Dorji prayed to his younger brother.

Lobsang Dambe Gyaltsen sighed. He was first the son of Tushetu Khan Gonbu, and then the "Jebu Tsundampa" of the Jonang sect.

"Please repay Tuxie Tuhan, and everything will go as he wishes," the divine monk's voice was ethereal.

Hundreds of temples stand here, and hundreds of yurts surround the main temple. At most, there are more than 10,000 monks here. This is Erdenizhao, the religious center of Mongolia.

The Chechens are coming. Ahaihatun, Bemba, Babu and Tangut Erdeni stood in awe as they looked at the tall white stone walls surrounding the main temple and the 108 white pagodas built on the walls representing the 108 Arhats. Respectfully. It is indeed the place where the Buddha lived, so solemn and solemn!

Arriving at the entrance of the main hall, two monks who knew guests were treating guests diligently, just like the two generals Heng and Ha standing at the entrance of the hall. The Eight Great Vajras, Buddha statues with different expressions, various paintings, decorations, embroideries, inscriptions, etc. all tell the vicissitudes of the temple.

Ahaihatun was very pious and led the sons of Shuolei Khan in kowtowing step by step until they kowtowed in front of Lobsang Dambe Gyaltsen. He was moved by her piety, "Dear Ketun, do you need my help for anything?" the monk asked gently.

"Merciful Jebzundamba, my husband has returned to the embrace of Changshengtian. None of the three children is willing to submit to the other. The Chechen tribe cannot be leaderless. So we come here and ask you to judge." Ahaihatun calmly said request. Before coming, she had written a letter to explain everything to the Venerable, and believed that the Venerable would respect her deceased husband's wishes.

"Amitabha, monks are not tainted by worldly fate. What you ask for is not something that a young monk can do. Please go back." Lobsang Tenpel Gyaltsen refused.

"Your Majesty, can you bear to see my Chechen tribe bleeding like a river? Please have mercy!" Ahayhatun begged.

"We are willing to obey the Buddha's arrangements and ask His Holiness for mercy!" Bemba, Babu, and Tangut Erdeni all knelt down and begged.

(End of this chapter)