Chapter 493 The Prince Zhuan visited Huishan secretly, and Zhang Julu Tavern drank alone
Although the plan for the year lies in spring, the spring of the first year of Xiangfu, after Qingming Festival, it is time to end. After being broken by the Xu family’s iron cavalry, the ancient capital of Western Chu has been renamed from Shenhuang City to the humiliating city of Lost Ding. There is a Muzhi Temple in the deep mountains of the city. The name of the temple originated from a famous Buddhist stance, which made the intensifying meditation during the Spring and Autumn Period, because the abbot of Mozhi Temple said: “Mixing bricks cannot make a mirror, how can you become a Buddha while meditating?” At dawn, birds were singing in the morning, and the three of them walked on the tree-shaded path. The old man was very old, with white hair and snow eyebrows, climbed a mountain with a green bamboo crutch, stepped on a mountain road with pebbles of different sizes, staggering, but no one was allowed to support him. The Confucian scholar in green clothes is not young, with frosty and white temples, but his aura is particularly clear and elegant, making people forget the world at first sight. The woman is the youngest, with a beautiful and stunning face, unlike a woman in the world. She carries a red sandalwood sword box and has light steps. Perhaps it was to take care of the elderly man who was too old. The three of them didn’t say anything when they climbed the mountain. When they entered the Qingjing Ancient Temple where there was no pilgrimage, there was only a rustling sound of a young monk sweeping the floor with a big broom. At that time, Li Yang destroyed the Buddha, and even the two Zen temples were sealed with mountain gates. The incense of Moqiao Temple was light for the past twenty years, but it escaped a disaster. There were still some monks who could continue to hide in the mountains to eat vegetarian food and recite Buddha. Seeing three pilgrims, the little monk quickly put the broom under his armpits and bowed with his hands together. Especially after seeing the woman from the corner of his eyes, his bare head became more and more low, fearing that he would violate the precepts and get away from the bodhicitta. After returning the gift, the old man brought the Confucian scholars and women to the Five Hundred Arhat Hall – not the common golden arhats in the grand temple, but the colorful wooden body. What is even more rare is the Five Hundred Arhats. Each one is lifelike, either sitting upright, listening carefully or holding hands. Some people even stare at the eyebrow and beat drums and scratching their ears and cheeks. The immortals and Buddhas are few, but the fireworks in the market are not light. The old man led the two to a statue of the Venerable, holding the mirror in his left hand, and tearing open his kind-eyed and vicissitudes of face with his right hand, revealing the handsome young man’s face, which was enough to make the bystanders dumbfounded.
The old man stood at the feet of this wooden arhat and said calmly: “I heard that Zeng Xiangqi, the Minister of Rites, had brought a large jar of wine into the temple on a heavy snowy day in the first year of Yonghui. He died of drunkenness here. Perhaps even the last words were drunk. However, the old man knew that in the past, Lao Zeng did not drink wine, and always advised us to drink and miss the matter. I remember that once His Majesty drank too much and missed the morning court. Old Zeng blew his beard and stared at him and rushed into the palace to scold His Majesty. If the Empress hadn’t stopped him, His Majesty would have almost fought with this old guy. Afterwards, His Majesty was still angry and told the old minister privately that this old guy was the most unkind at the celebration banquet the night before. He would not drink alcohol anyway, so he could drink other people’s alcohol, and he didn’t even let him go. As a result, he turned against him the next day. Who would have thought that such an old guy who hated alcohol all his life would have poured himself to death in a daze.”
Zeng Xianglin, the Minister of Rites, was naturally not a second-rank official in Liyang, but was the last Shang of the Ministry of Rites in Western Chu.Books, Qi Yanglong, the high priest of Shangyin Academy, is a fellow disciple of the same school and is also the teacher of Wang Mingyang, who has been guarding Xiangfan for ten years.
The old man reached out to touch the cool Arhat pedestal and said softly: “I guess I had come to find Shangshu Tang of the Ministry of Revenue. Tang Jiahe was the most knowledgeable among the old ministers. He originally did not look down on Buddhism, but he actually escaped from Zen Mo brick temple. As for whether he really devoted himself to Buddhism, he was still disheartened. God knows. The old minister and Tang Jiahe have been disagreeing in politics for life, but that is still a struggle between gentlemen – the party struggle in the Great Chu. It is neither the ministers’ struggle for power and power, nor the gentlemen and villains fight each other. Now it seems that it is more like the act of a gentleman and a gentleman. After all, people’s hearts are still towards the word “jiang” and towards the people. However, they are different in their own way, and it is inevitable that literati will be like It is light that leads to a disaster. However, Tang Jiahe has two very insightful words. He said that all sentient beings in the world can die. When a warrior dies on the battlefield, civil officials dies in the temple, not only men and women are obsessed with each other. Since a person can only die once in his life, he always keeps his heart in his heart to die well. People are just grass, and they also think about the period of five winds and ten rains, not to mention that people are not plants and trees. But when Tang Jiahe really dies, he will die and will never want to survive. But as a result, this Shangshu Tang, who once lost to Cao Touxiu on the chessboard, also regrets. He ran away in Moqiao Temple for several years. Later, perhaps because he was afraid that Laochen and Lao Zeng and others would look for him, he ran to the deeper mountains. He still died or lived, and no one knows whether he died or lived.”
The old man with gray hair continued, “The general Song Yuan, who was often taught by His Majesty to read more and read more, would make jokes about those who always blinded themselves in the temple. Such a stubborn old naughty boy was really crazy. The only grandson in the family had already passed the imperial examination in Yonghui for six years, so he burned him to death and burned himself to death in a dilapidated bookstore with few books. When our Great Chu was in its prime, the martial artist had no sword energy, the scholars were infinitely sour, the women had no powder energy, the mountain people had no smoke and cloud energy, and the monks had no incense energy. This was a prosperous era recognized by the world as unseen in eight hundred years after the Great Qin Dynasty. It was just a small dynasty that originated from the northern barbarians. The vassal states had been separatist for fifty years, the eunuchs interfered in politics for fifty years, and the eunuchs had been involved in politics for fifty years, and the eunuchs had killed one emperor, two kings and six concubines in his lifetime. How could such a dynasty that never understands rituals can change in fifty years and become the princess of the world inexplicably. How could our Great Chu say that the country is destroyed and the country is destroyed and the monarch is wise, and the king is not the king. The civil and military loyalty, but the people are diligent, but the people are not the people. So the old minister Sun Xiji wanted to know what happened. Since dying with his eyes open is already a luxury, I wanted to ask myself for peace of mind before death and know a reasonable answer. The old minister was not afraid of carrying the infamy of the slaves of the two surnames, so he stood in the temple of Tai’an City and watched coldly for more than ten years, but in the end, he still couldn’t figure out why the Great Chu lost and lost so badly and so quickly. However, the old minister recognized two people, one was a man who slaughtered Xu Xiao and the other was a BiThe eyes are wide open. Conquer the world immediately and rule the world by horse. They made the old ministers begin to accept their fate. Xu Xiao did the right thing, a good knife, as long as he holds it in the right hand, the faster the knife, the less blood the people will shed. Zhang Julu did a good job and took the risk of being called the “Station Emperor” with Han Shengxuan, and sewed the Zhao family’s yard so that it was not airtight. The old minister had already accepted his order, but Changqing asked the old minister to come to see you, so the old minister came. Not for anything else, an old guy just wants to die in his hometown, which is better than anything else. “
The three are Sun Xiji, the old teacher of Western Chu, who achieved the realm of Confucian saints on the ruins of the West Bush Wall. Jiang Ni, the princess who was born in Jiang Si.
They drank a pot of tea at Mozhi Temple. The old master probably was tired from walking and spoke, so he stopped talking, and then the three of them went down the mountain to return to the city. The old man was nominally the governor of Guangling Road in Yang, and his official residence was on the former site of the Six Official Residences outside the Imperial City of Shuding City. The Guangling Palace was not in the city, but in Guyu City, southeast of the jurisdiction of the vassal kings. The current Shuding City had left, and most of the people who left were the remnants of other deceased countries after the Spring and Autumn Period; All those who should be left behind were left behind, and those who were left were the remains of the remnants of Western Chu. With the Thunder City as the center, eighteen cities were built around six towns, and the word “Zhao” was almost torn off. Especially the Thunder City, with the Strategic Mansion and Bailu Mountain as the skeleton, the East Mountain made a comeback and supported a new and vibrant new temple. If you win, it is Great Chu; if you lose, the “Xi Chu” in Liyang history books will probably be replaced by “Later Chu”.
When the three of them went down the mountain, more than a hundred elite elliptical soldiers rode their horses to the city. The old master brought the two to a restaurant in Dongcheng, saying that he wanted to invite His Royal Highness the Princess to taste the shad. After sitting down on the second floor, the old man chuckled softly: “Your Highness the Princess, this shad is a delicious food in the world. The old minister has to show off his knowledge to enjoy it, so don’t be noisy. Food is the most important thing for people, and good things on the dining table are often not allowed to eat from time to time. The reason why this shad is called a shad is that it is like a migratory bird, which takes one period and lasts. Every spring, it flows upward along the Guangling River in the outer river of the Spring Snow Tower in Guyu City. Logically speaking, when we arrived here, it was Xiaoman’s time to start summer, and it was plump and plump. If it was supplemented with chicken head rice specialty of Copper Paper City, it would be the most delicious thing in the world. Later, once the shad reaches Xiangfan City, it will be a bad place to eat. However, it would be difficult for the old minister to take a break to satisfy his cravings in the future, and he would not care about the particularity of the wise and gluttonous people. “
Jiang Ni nodded and said nothing. The meal was served quickly, and she wanted to pick up the food. The old man saw her chopsticks in his posture and smiled and joked: “Your Highness, Princess, we all believe that the higher the chopsticks, the longer the chopsticks are, the further we will find a partner in the future. I remember that when the old minister was young, the older generation in the family always talked about this to us, for fear that the woman among us would marry too far away and the man would marry a woman who didn’t know where to come from when he grew up. At that time, we naturally held the chopsticks down according to the wishes of our elders, but we disagreed with them and regarded them as wind in our ears. But we didn’t expect that when we became our elders, we started to talk to our children again. This is probably the inheritance. A home is likeThis is the same for a country. “
Jiang Ni, who was holding the chopsticks very high, really took it down, amused the old man, and laughed: “Your Highness, don’t take it seriously, the old minister just said casually. In fact, it’s better for a woman to marry far away, and she can still avoid military orders from abroad. ”
Jiang Ni chuckled softly, lowered her head to eat and eat fish. The fish bones were very soft and did not prick people. She ate a lot of fish in the past. Cao Changqing asked for a pot of wine, and slowly drank with the old man, without urging him to drink, and drank by himself. After drinking and making a living, the three of them walked out of the restaurant of a century-old restaurant. On the streets that no longer saw the bustling past, the old man suddenly stopped and said he would wait. Cao Changqing sighed and did not make a sound. Not long after, a ragged old man walked out of an alley and knocked on the update in broad daylight, yelling crazy, “It’s all dead people, all dead people.” “You open your eyes and look, there is no living person in Da Chu.” The old man walked and shouted on the street, knocking and shouting heart-wrenchingly, but the passers-by on the street were obviously used to it, and they were too lazy to joke, and they turned a blind eye to it.
The disheveled blowjob walked to the three of them, and when he saw them, he was stunned for a moment, pointed the hammer at Sun Xiji, and laughed hoarsely, “Diet! “
He pointed at Cao Changqing again and laughed, “Half a dead person is not far from death! “
When he saw Jiang Ni carrying the sword box, the old madman looked confused at first, and then burst into tears, “Why is there a living person leaving? You go quickly! “
The old updater was stunned when he saw the woman being indifferent, turned around and ran away, and continued to knock and shout.