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Chapter 60 Chapter Sixty
"Gao Zhan, who do you think the Potala Palace was built for?"

Cheng Jia's eyes puckered.

"From my own point of view, do I think it is necessary to build a house? Because my ancestors practiced in Hongshan and I believe in Buddhism, it is reasonable to choose this place following the traces of my ancestors. When I marry a wife, I must decorate and expand it. So I I think there are three reasons."

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

"My wife thinks so romantic! Ancient women are not qualified to talk about dating! I think in Princess Wencheng's heart, she was prepared when she left. This is a journey with nowhere to go!"

Cheng Jiaman felt overwhelming sadness, "Anyway, she is a person who has made positive contributions to the country. Although she has lived 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 her, imagining what it would be like for Princess Wencheng to live in it.Will she be like herself, standing somewhere overlooking LS, missing her distant hometown?

Which room here is hers?

Thinking of this, Cheng Jia asked Gao Zhan:

"I don't think so clearly. It is said that the number of rooms in the Potala Palace is a mystery. Now that the technology is so advanced, how can it be impossible to count it? There is only such a small place!"

Gao Zhan immediately became interested, "I was also curious about this, and I checked the information.

The interior of the Potala Palace is a living building, with countless wood and stones. It is no exaggeration to say that a forest and a mountain support it. There is not a single nail inside, and all are mortise and riveting structures. All wooden structures can be disassembled. Change without affecting the main structure.The structure is extremely complex, with suites, compartments, and complexes of suites and compartments. Traditional algorithms are not effective at all, and modern calculation methods are not suitable for this building.

It seems that there are more than 2500 rooms, and new premises, ridges, warehouses, etc. are constantly being discovered.In the palace, the main hall and the small hall are interdependent, the cave and the hall are integrated, and the room is inside the room. Even a lama who has lived in it all his life cannot investigate its mysteries. "

Cheng Jia nodded: "This is not just a palace for one person. It is a symbol of a nation. It has been passed down from generation to generation. Too many past events have become unknown legends."

Gao Zhan said to Cheng Jia with a smile: "If I were a person like Songtsan Gampo, I would definitely build a more magnificent palace for you and raise you in it, making you fat and white."

Cheng Jia smiled and gave him a blank look: "Here you are again!"

Cheng Jia looked at the pagoda in awe.This kind of admiration does not come from the stupa itself. She has seen the introductions of living Buddhas and Panchen Lamas in the past, but she does not remember any of them, and she does not know what their contributions are.The reason for her admiration is mainly a kind of respect and belief 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.In that sense, they are indeed a kind of people.

Cheng Jia suddenly had a feeling, and 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 will know me as soon as we meet, and I will know you too!"

Gao Zhan was very moved in his heart, but he said: "I don't want to! You are talking about twins! I want to be husband and wife with you!"

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

The Potala Palace was almost finished. Cheng Jia looked at the murals on the wall and those Thangkas, which were vivid in the dark room.Some eyes are wide open, some are half open, and they are all flying like clouds and fog, 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 concentrated on feeling, and felt that her heart was very open.

Gao Zhan is not used to their quietness. Seeing Cheng Jia not talking, he was curious 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 her. He stared silently, wanting to take this Liangying remembers.

Cheng Jia said that she would be born at the same time as him, isn't this her own wish?
"You gave birth to me before I was born, but I gave birth to you and I am old!" What a powerless accusation against fate?Gao Zhan cherishes every bit of time now, not only because of love, but also because of the 16-year age difference between them.

Cheng Jia came over to him again and asked:

"Gao Zhan, do you think that every magic weapon here will be like the one shown on TV, which can subdue demons and eliminate demons? Just think about how long the history of magic tools here is!"

Gao Zhan chuckled: "I want to subdue the demon first, first subdue you, a little goblin! Save yourself from trying to charm me?"

They walked out of the Red Palace while talking, and Cheng Jia stretched herself facing the sun.

"No matter how many times I come here, I still can't remember what's inside? There are priceless treasures here, too many to count!
Gao Zhan, you said that we were so shady and cool inside just now, you made me forget the big sun outside! "

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

Cheng Jia rolled her eyes a little.

Gao Zhan continued: "It's not just the treasures inside. The Potala Palace discovered a ridge, the deepest 8 floors, and there are a lot of sundries and garbage inside. It is said that 496 cars were transported out, and they are all priceless treasures! Even the garbage is, Not to mention other things, these things can no longer be measured by value!"

Cheng Jia lay on Gao Zhan's back all at once.

"Why?" Gao Zhan asked.

"I'll take a break!"

"I'll carry you!"

"Forget it! We are on the plateau, this is not a joke!"

Gao Zhan didn't insist anymore, he really couldn't play around casually, he had a slight headache for the past few days, and he took some anti-high anti-reflex medicine.Even if they have lived here for many years, they are not used to it, not to mention they have been away for a long time now.

Tibetan compatriots have adapted to such an environment from the womb. Their heart and lung structure is slightly different from that of plain people. No matter how long they live, they cannot be compared with their Tibetan brothers.

"We're going to be drunk again when we go back!" Gao Zhan sighed.

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

After working in high altitude areas for a long time and returning to live in plains, a so-called "deadaptation reaction" or "low altitude reaction" will occur.In medicine, it is also called: drunk oxygen syndrome.Drunken oxygen is caused by the human body just adapting to the low-oxygen environment in the plateau area and re-entering the area with relatively high oxygen content, and then it does not adapt, and symptoms such as fatigue, weakness, lethargy, chest tightness, dizziness, and diarrhea occur.When Cheng Jia was working in LS, every time she went back to HLJ, she had to be drunk on oxygen, she slept in the dark, and when she woke up, she felt extremely uncomfortable.At that time, when relatives and friends heard that she was coming back, they all went to visit her, but she fell asleep with her head covered, because her parents often blamed her for this.She didn't know it was drunk oxygen at first, but Gao Zhan told her later.

Once when she came home from her annual leave, Gao Zhan met her in the hallway, 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...

After coming down from the Potala Palace, they went boating in Zongjiao Lukang Park opposite.

Cheng Jia yelled: "I picked up a little tortoise here, took it back and kept it for a long time, and later found that it had white membranes on its eyes, and couldn't open it, so I put it back!"

She looked at the tortoise basking in the sun on the rocks and branches above the water and muttered:

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

Gao Zhan sneered: "I don't agree with you people. You take them home without adequate preparation! There are also those who are released, and don't consider whether it will destroy the ecological balance. You are like a scavenger. How much these alien species have caused the local area Troubled!"

Cheng Jia didn't make a sound. If it were the current situation, she would definitely have to heal the little turtle's eyes before releasing it. Thinking about it, she felt quite uncomfortable.

Gao Zhan waited for Cheng Jia to refute, seeing that she didn't say a word, he felt uncomfortable instead.He handed the paddle to Cheng Jia.

"Come and try!"

Cheng Jia looked at Gao Zhan and doubted his ability.

"Can I?"

"If you don't try it, how will you know it won't work! You're like this..."

Gao Zhan demonstrates to Cheng Jia.

The surface of the lake is like a mirror, and the oars cut out ripples, and the reflection of the Potala Palace in the ripples swayed with the waves, as if it came alive in an instant.In the blue sky, a few white clouds floated leisurely, slowly gliding towards the snow-capped mountains in the distance.

Cheng Jia has always felt that LS is a penetrating city. Its blue sky is transparent and lofty, and its beliefs are clear and persistent. 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, even crude.There are several rooms of different sizes, with old square tables and long wooden stools beside them, but this shop is a favorite milk tea shop of the locals, and it is also one of the most authentic milk tea shops in LS.

Cheng Jia sat on the stool, shaking her legs leisurely, Gao Zhan looked at her with a smile.They drank butter tea, ate fried rice, and ordered potato chips.

Cheng Jia looked up and saw that the black pillars on the roof were covered with ashes like spider webs. She lowered her head naturally and scratched the shiny table with her nails, and the nails were immediately filled with sludge.

Gao Zhan watched, picked up a potato stick, put it in his mouth, and said slowly:

"When I was a child, my mother used oil to paint the wood every day to preserve the wood. This is more environmentally friendly and healthy than the current industrial paint."

He poured Cheng Jia a bowl of tea and continued:
"When I first came to XZ, I was going to inspect the mine once. Halfway there, my car got stuck in the tidal flats and I couldn't get out. There was no mobile phone signal, and there were barren hills all around.

Seeing that it was getting dark, we could faintly hear wolves howling. We were cold and hungry. We didn’t want to wait for death in place, so we took a flashlight and a shovel and walked towards the valley. After walking a long distance, I saw the lights of the herdsmen when I was almost desperate.

Tibetan herdsmen entertained us very warmly. Although their Mandarin is not good, we can't fully understand their speech, but we can feel their enthusiasm.

The butter tea I drank that night was the best I had ever drank in my life, and the tsampa was also very delicious. After that, I never had such a delicious feeling.At night they gave us the best quilt and I slept so soundly!

The next day, when I drank the butter tea again, I realized that there was a thick layer of cow dung on the bottom of the pot, and they were grabbing other things while making tsampa, and they didn’t care about washing their hands at all...

But I don't have any obstacles. Compared with many things now, it is very natural and non-toxic.Born and raised by nature, return to nature..."

Gao Zhan told the story of the past plainly, and Cheng Jia was fascinated by it.

(End of this chapter)