"Gao Zhan, who did you say the Potala Palace was built for?"

Cheng Jia's eyes folded.

"From my own point of view, do I think to build a house? Because the ancestors practiced in Hongshan and believed in Buddhism, it was reasonable to follow the traces of the ancestors to choose here, and later married a wife, and it must be decorated and expanded. So I think there are all three reasons. ”

"I'd rather believe that it's for Princess Wencheng, so that I can live up to the meeting of thousands of rivers and mountains!"

"My wife thinks so romantic! How can an ancient woman be qualified to talk about a date! I think in Princess Wencheng's heart, I was ready when I left, this is a journey with a way to go and no return! ”

Cheng Jia was full of sadness, "Anyway, she is a person who has made positive contributions to the country, although she has been in a foreign land all her life, it is worth it, and her name will go down in history!" ”

Cheng Jia looked at the palace in front of him and imagined what it would be like for Princess Wencheng to live in it. Will she be like herself, standing somewhere looking down on Lhasa, missing her distant hometown?

Which room is hers here?

Thinking of this, Cheng Jia asked Gao Zhan:

"I don't think very clearly, they all say that the number of rooms in the Potala Palace is a mystery, now that technology is so developed, how can it not be counted? That's it! ”

Gao Zhan immediately became interested, "I'm also curious about this, I've checked the information."

The interior of the Potala Palace is a living building, with countless timbers and stones, it is no exaggeration to say that a forest and a mountain support it, there is not a single nail inside, all are mortise and tenon rivet structures, and all wooden structures can be dismantled without affecting the main structure. The structure is extremely complex, with suites, compartments, and a complex of suites and compartments, and traditional algorithms simply do not work, and modern calculation methods are not suitable for this building.

It seems that there are more than 2,500 rooms, and new premises, ridges, warehouses, etc., are being discovered all the time. The main hall and the small hall of the palace are interdependent, the cave and the hall are integrated, and the rooms are room after room, and even the lamas who have lived in it all their lives cannot exhaust its mysteries. ”

Cheng Jia nodded: "This is not just a one-person palace, this is a symbol of a nation, passed down from generation to generation, and too many past events have become unknown legends." ”

Gao Zhan smiled and said to Cheng Jia: "If I were a person like Songtsan Gampo, I would definitely build a more magnificent palace for you, and raise you in it, and raise you for nothing." ”

Cheng Jia smiled and glanced at him: "Here you are again!" ”

Cheng Jia looked at the Spirit Pagoda and was in awe. This kind of admiration does not come from the pagoda itself, she has seen the introductions of the living Buddhas and Panchen Lamas in the past dynasties, but none of them are remembered, and she does not understand what their contributions are. The main reason for her admiration is a kind of respect and faith recognition for Tibetan compatriots. Cheng Jia is an atheist, she believes in herself and insists that self-cultivation is fundamental. Gao Zhan is even more, it seems that he is curious and interested in everything, but in fact, he is just in awe, he should only believe in the present. So they really are.

Cheng Jia suddenly had a feeling, she said to Gao Zhan: "If there is an afterlife, I hope to be born at the same time as you, childhood sweetheart, we don't waste any time." You know me as soon as we meet, and I know you! ”

Gao Zhan was very moved in his heart, but he said, "I don't want to!" You're talking about twins! I'm going to be married to you! ”

Cheng Jia was amused, Gao Zhan took her hand and smiled.

The Potala Palace was almost finished, and Cheng Jia looked at the murals on the wall and looked at those thangkas, which came to life in the somewhat dark room. Some of their eyes were round and some were half-open, as if they could fly in front of her at any time. She didn't need to close her eyes, she was already around the Buddha, Cheng Jia felt it intently, and felt that her heart was unusually open.

Gao Zhan was not used to their quietness, seeing that Cheng Jia did not speak, he was very curious about what she was thinking, but seeing her focused and serious appearance, he felt that she was demure and beautiful, and he couldn't bear to destroy it, he stared silently, wanting to remember this beautiful shadow.

Cheng Jia said that he wanted to be born at the same time as him, isn't this his wish?

"I was not born when you were born, and I am old when I was born!" How powerless is it an indictment of fate? Gao Zhan cherishes every bit of time now, not only love, but also because of the sixteen-year age difference between them.

Cheng Jia came over again and asked him:

"Gao Zhan, do you think that every magic weapon in this is like what is played on TV, it can subdue demons and eliminate demons, think about how long the history of magic weapons here is!"

Gao Zhan smiled: "You want to subdue the demon first, and bring down your little goblin first!" Save you from seducing me? ”

As they spoke, they walked out of the Red Palace, and Cheng Jia stretched out in front of the sun.

"How many times have you been here and you can't remember what's inside? There are so many of them that are priceless!

Gao Zhan, you said that we were so shady inside just now, it made me forget the big sun outside! ”

Gao Zhan motioned to Cheng Jia to look at the wall: "The bottom of this wall is 12 meters thick, and the thinnest top is also 1 meter, warm in winter and cool in summer, the ancients are smarter than you!" ”

Cheng Jia rolled her eyes slightly.

Gao Zhan continued: "Not only the treasures here, the Potala Palace found a ridge, the deepest 8 layers, there are a lot of sundries and garbage in it, it is said that 496 cars are shipped out, and they are all priceless treasures!" Even garbage is, not to mention anything else, these things have long been impossible to measure in terms of value! ”

Cheng Jia suddenly lay on Gao Zhan's back.

"What?" Gao Zhan asked.

"I'll rest for a while!"

"I'll carry you!"

"Forget it! We're in the highlands, and this is no joke! ”

Gao Zhan didn't insist anymore, he really couldn't play casually, he had a slight headache in the past few days, and he took some anti-anti-anti- Even if they had lived here for many years, they would not have been able to adapt to it, let alone have been gone for a long time now.

Tibetan compatriots have been adapting to such an environment since their mother's womb, and their heart and lung structure is slightly different from that of plainsmen, and even if they live for a long time, they cannot be compared with their Tibetan brothers.

"Let's go back and get drunk again!" Gao Zhan sighed.

Cheng Jia said: "That's good, I can sleep for more than ten days!" ”

After working at high altitudes for a long time and returning to live in the plains, there is a so-called "deadaptation response" or "hypogen reaction". In medicine, it is also called: drunken oxygen disorder. Oxygen intoxication is due to the fact that the human body has just adapted to the low-oxygen environment in the plateau area and re-enters the area with relatively high oxygen content, and the discomfort occurs, resulting in fatigue, weakness, drowsiness, chest tightness, dizziness, diarrhea and other symptoms. When Cheng Jia was working in Lhasa, every time he went back to Heilongjiang, he would get drunk with oxygen, sleep in the dark, and feel uncomfortable when he woke up. At that time, relatives and friends heard that she was coming back and were going to visit, but she slept with her head covered, because this did not make her parents count down. She didn't know it was drunk oxygen at first, but later it was Gao Zhan who told her.

Once when she came home from annual leave, Gao Zhan met her in the corridor, and they all walked away after saying hello, but Gao Zhan suddenly stopped her and told her to pay attention to rest when she went back, because she would be drunk with oxygen......

Coming down from the Potala Palace, they went to the opposite side of the Zongjiao Lukang Park for boating.

Cheng Jia shouted: "I picked up a little turtle here, took it back and raised it for a long time, and then found that it had a white membrane on its eyes, and it couldn't be opened, so I put it back!" ”

She looked at the tortoise basking on the stones, on the branches of the trees on the water, and muttered:

"I don't know which one is mine?"

Gao Zhan sneered: "I don't agree with you people, take it home and raise it without being fully prepared!" There are also releases, and it doesn't take into account whether it is a destruction of the ecological balance, you are like a scavenger, how much trouble these alien species cause to the local area! ”

Cheng Jia was silent, if it were now, she would definitely have to cure the little turtle's eyes before releasing it, thinking about it, it was quite uncomfortable.

Gao Zhan waited for Cheng Jia to refute, but saw that she didn't say a word, but became uncomfortable. He handed the oars to Cheng Jia.

"You try!"

Cheng Jia looked at Gao Zhan and was a little skeptical of his ability.

"May I?"

"How do you know if you can't if you don't try! That's how you ......"

Gao Zhan demonstrated to Cheng Jia.

The surface of the lake is like a mirror, the oars are rippling, and the reflection of the Potala Palace in the ripples is swaying with the waves, and it seems to come alive in an instant. On the clear blue sky, a few white clouds floated leisurely, slowly sweeping towards the snow-capped mountains in the distance.

Cheng Jia has always felt that Lhasa is a penetrating city, its sky blue is transparent and lofty, its beliefs are clear and persistent, and it can penetrate people's vision and soul.

At noon, Gao Zhan took Cheng Jia to drink milk tea at a milk tea shop near the Potala Palace.

The decoration of the store is very simple, and it can even be said to be simple. There are several rooms of various sizes, with old square tables and long wooden stools next to them, but this is a popular bubble tea shop for locals and one of the most authentic bubble tea shops in Lhasa.

Cheng Jia sat on the stool, swaying her legs leisurely, and looked at her with a smile. They drank butter tea, ate fried rice, and ordered fried french fries.

Cheng Jia looked up and saw that the black pillars on the roof of the shed were covered with tower ash, like spider webs, she naturally lowered her head and picked the oily table with her nails, and her nails were immediately filled with oil sludge.

Gao Zhan looked at it, picked up a potato strip and put it in his mouth, and said slowly:

"When I was a child, my mother, in order to prevent wood corrosion, would use oil to brush every day, which is more environmentally friendly and healthy than the current industrial paint."

He poured a bowl of tea for Cheng Jia, and then said:

"When I first came to Tibet, I was going to go to the field to inspect the mines, and halfway through, the car got stuck in the tidal flats and couldn't get out, there was no mobile phone signal, and there were barren mountains all around.

Seeing that it was getting dark, we could faintly hear the wolf howling, we were cold and hungry, and we didn't want to wait for death in the same place, so we took our flashlights and shovels and walked towards the river valley...... After walking a long way, I saw the herdsman's light when I was almost desperate.

The Tibetan herdsmen welcomed us very warmly, and although they did not speak well and we could not fully understand them, we could feel their enthusiasm.

The butter tea I drank that night was the best I had ever tasted in my life, and the tsampa was so delicious that I never felt that delicious after that. They gave us the best quilt at night and I slept so soundly!

The next day, when I drank the butter tea again, I found that there was a thick layer of cow dung at the bottom of the pot, and they didn't bother to wash their hands while making tsamba......

But I don't have any obstacles, it's natural and non-toxic compared to a lot of things now. Born and raised, return to nature......"

Gao Zhan told the past plainly, and Cheng Jia listened attentively.