Chapter 656 Xu Fengnian went to Wudang again, and the old minister stayed in Beiliang
The old man pointed his hand into the distance and laughed loudly: “This is a wonderful mountain and river, I, Xu Xiao, and I, along with my iron cavalry, have traveled all over the nine countries of the Spring and Autumn Period! Xiaonian, finally went to Beimang for my father’s trip.”
Xu Fengnian nodded and said, “Okay! 』
There was a mountain called Wudang once upon a time. There is a peak on the mountain called Lian. There was once a young Taoist priest who wanted to go down the mountain but did not dare to go down the mountain. His name was Hong Xixiang. But after the young master went down the mountain and returned, he heard that he left the world.
Then the younger new head Li Yufu brought back a young child with aura, whose name was Yu Fu. Maybe it’s because my parents hope that this child can save some blessings every year. It’s just that poor families want to live a long and stable life, but the word “saving” is just the word “saving”.
Lantern Festival is a big festival. In order to welcome the Lantern Festival in the second year of Xiangfu, Taoist priests on Wudang Mountain, regardless of their seniority, were splitting bamboo to make bamboo lanterns, and then pasting rice paper. Even Chen Yao and Yu Xingrui, the highest-ranking Dazhen people.
Unfortunately, the oldest ancestor in the mountain, Bo Song Zhiming, died last year, and he died. He had nothing to turn into a rainbow and ascend to the immortal world. The old real man walked peacefully, but he just thought that if his junior brother was still alive, he could refine several furnaces of real good alchemy. Then the month before the old man died, Taoist priests on the mountain often saw Master Song standing at the gate of Dalian Peak and looking towards the foot of the mountain. Needless to ask, they knew that they were waiting for the teacher’s nephew. Wudang started from Huang Manshan, the old master, to his senior brother Wang Chonglou, to his junior brother Hong Xixiang, and finally to the contemporary leader Li Yufu. In addition to the paintings of the ancestors, Song Zhiming lived for two years and met four Wudang masters, so he left very peacefully.
The older generation of real people is gradually fading away, and Chen Yao, the great real person in charge of the precepts, can’t hide his old attitude. Fortunately, Wudang Mountain has always been very concerned about birth, old age, sickness and death. Moreover, Wudang Mountain is now in full swing, and several peaks on the mountain have held several “mountain opening” ceremonies that are not grand but solemn.
Even when the Lantern Festival approaches, before dawn, many good men and women start climbing the mountain to burn incense. Unlike many Taoist temples and temples in Liyang that specialize in opening the back doors for high-ranking officials and nobles, the people will never burn incense for their whole lives. In Beiliang, you can also burn incense for early in the morning.
On the southern shrine of Wudang Mountain, there are endless pilgrims, and there are even many foreigners with foreign accents. When the Beimang army was heading south, the entire three states of Beiliang were like a funnel, with a sharp decline in population, which made these foreign pilgrims who were entering the country look like carp that was moving upstream, which shows the grand occasion of Wudang today. There are also rumors that the court will soon transfer the title of Taoist ancestral court in Longhu Mountain to Wudang to appease Northern Liang.
In the incense burning army, there is a young man and woman who look like a young couple, probably because of a small family. She has no brocade clothes and sable fur, no strong scepters that are intimidating, and even a lamp.There is no cage either. They climbed the mountain with another family I met by chance, and took advantage of the lights of the family to walk the mountain.
When the young man introduced himself, he called himself Xu Qi, an authentic native of Northern Liang. His wife’s surname was Lu. His hometown was in Qingzhou. In his words, he married a chicken and followed the dog and followed the dog and endured hardships in Beiliang. The whole family who walked with them had four generations of 16 people. The old man’s surname is Yan, and he is 80 years old. He is said to be a Taoist in Guangling. He has been an official in Beijing and a local official. He only retired and returned home last year. The old man was funny and talkative, and he talked to Xu Qi along the way, adding a lot of laughter to the boring mountaineering journey. Although Xu Qi didn’t have any surprise words, he could still follow the old man’s words every time.
Apart from the old man, the other two generations of men of the Yan family did not like this so-called Beiliang barbarian at the beginning. This cannot be blamed for their high regard. In the many regional disputes in Liyang, the southern border where Xu Xiao was in charge of Beiliang and Yanla King Zhao Bing were always the eldest brother, not to mention the second brother, they were both barbarians in the court and the country, and they were not even comparable to the two Liaos. So that a big joke happened in the temple back then. I remember that the first scholar of Beiliang jumped over the Dragon Gate during the imperial examination and was able to pass the imperial examination, which surprised Tai’an City and was puzzled that there would be scholars in Beiliang, so many people helped the scholar to check the genealogy. When they finally saw that the man’s ancestral home was in Jianzhou, Central Plains, they felt relieved, but no matter how many generations of that man were born and raised in Lingzhou, Beiliang. It was not until Yan Jiexi became a royal relative and then became a Grand Secretary of the Palace, Jin Lanting rose to prominence all the way, and Yao Baifeng, the master of Neo-Confucianism, came to Beijing to preside over the Imperial College, that this bad impression of the uncivilized Northern Liang changed slightly, and he admitted that Bei Liang had also passed on his family through farming and studying.
The Nanshendao is twelve miles away from the main peak of Wudang Jinding, and it is also a mountain road. The Yan family has elderly, young and women and children, and their feet are weak and they walk slowly. When the first morning bell sounded on the mountain, they were halfway through to rest in the pavilion dedicated to travelers and pilgrims. The old man took advantage of the morning light to look into the distance, and Xu Qi and his wife stood side by side to enjoy the scenery at the foot of the mountain. After the old man retracted his gaze and sat down, the young great-grandson immediately came to help him knock on his legs and pinch his feet. The old man laughed happily and was so doting that he carried the child to his legs. He pointed his finger at the east and said, “This scene is called ‘Tian Kai Qingbai’.”
The child was obviously not interested in what Tian Kai Qingbai, so he raised his head and asked childishly, “Great Grandpa, is there really a god on the mountain that my mother said on the mountain? Can the gods fly in the clouds and fog?”
The head of the Yan family laughed and touched the child’s little head. He didn’t give an answer. He just turned his head and looked at the top of the mountain surrounded by clouds and sighed softly, “I dare not speak loudly, for fear of shocking the heavens.”
The child who did not get the answer kept acting coquettishly and entangled, and the old man had to say, “All scholars must abide by the saints’ unspeakable and unspeakable powers and spirits. However, the great-grandfather and you, a little kid, can still say something off topic. Grandfather, I, in fact, when I was young, I also used to take the banner of studying abroad.I went to secretly do the work of climbing up to visit immortals with a sword in the blue shirt. Perhaps without the chance, I have never found the masters with a long hair and a young face in the eyes of the world. I just went to the Tianshi Mansion of Longhu Mountain with many people in middle age. I met with that generation of Tianshi Masters, but I never had the opportunity to have an in-depth conversation. After all, my grandfather’s official hat was too small at that time, so I just wanted to accompany me in the last seat. At that time, I felt that being an official was better than practicing Taoism! There are so many scholars in the world, and how difficult it is to write after the death of the Taifu! There are not many people practicing Taoism in the world, so it is relatively easy to be a feather-clothed minister with an official body. “
The child was disappointed, “Great Grandpa, why are we going to Wudang Mountain thousands of miles away to do? My father said that he would be in a bus that would be broken. “
An old Confucian scholar nearby suddenly looked embarrassed.
The old man stroked his snow-white beard and smiled: “Great grandfather has never seen a god, but when Mu Shou was on his side, he met a Taoist priest of the same age who was passing by the jurisdiction and had a very pleasant conversation. That Taoist taught me a set of skills to nourish my body. The great-grandfather was able to live to this age, thanks to the kindness of the Taoist priest. Although after so many years, I still remember the appearance of the Taoist man, tall, kind and heroic, and the style of an ancient wanderer. Compared with the noble Huang Zi of the Tianshi Mansion, there is really no airs. “
The old man sighed: “That Taoist is the leader of Wudang Mountain, named Wang Chonglou. It was also a long time later that I learned that he was the head of Wudang Mountain in Beiliang, so I came here to take a look while my body was not completely buried in the loess. By the way, I also want to see how high the northwest sky is in Beiliang. Because when my grandfather was an official in Tai’an City, a censor impeached a person, saying that after the man arrived in Beiliang, when the banquet was held, he pointed to the chair under his butt and told everyone that this chair was not a dragon chaise, but it was much taller than the one in Beijing. “
The old man’s son was almost 60 years old. After hearing this, he smiled and said, “It’s mostly nonsense. “
The old man nodded.
The Beiliang Xu Qi who had been watching the old man holding his great-grandson kept saying nothing, turned around and looked into the distance silently.
His wife held his hand, turned her head and asked softly, “Is it true or false?”
It was Xu Fengnian’s “Xu Qi” softly, “Really. I was still young at that time and sat on my dad’s lap. This sentence was actually what he said to me, probably because he wanted to tell me that being an emperor was actually boring. “
Xu Fengnian held Lu Chengyan’s cool little hand tightly and whispered to the secret: “It is the rule of the Liyang court that an official retires at the age of 70. Not everyone can do it. The old man was Yan Song. He became the best official in Beijing and became the left minister of the Ministry of Rites. He had disagreements with the chief assistant Zhang Julu. Later, he was excluded from Luzhou, Jiangnan Road. He was discouraged and started to study in the local area. This time, the presiding assistant Zhang was disgraced and the court and the country were silent. Yan Song was one of the few who dared to stand up for the presiding assistant, which shows that he was thenHe is a battle with Zhang Julu for an open and honest gentleman. The reason I walked with him was because Xu Xiao had a good impression of this person. Among the people who scolded him, Yan Song scolded him very fiercely, but it was reasonable. “
The old man suddenly smiled at Xu Fengnian, “Xu Qi, before I entered Beiliang, I visited several academies. The scene there surprised me. It seems that your new Liang King is more scholarly than Lao Liang King, which is really rare. ”