"Xiao Li, those children are still young and speak more impulsively, don't take their words to heart. ”

Walking out of the memorial hall, Xiao Shu said softly.

Li Futu shook his head, those young people were not from the same world as him at all, how could he be more serious with them.

"Aunt Xiao, where do you want to go next?"

"I can go anywhere, let Weier arrange it. ”

The two of them looked at He Caiwei.

"Let's go to the Sun Yat-sen Mausoleum next. ”

He Caiwei said, Sun Yat-sen Mausoleum is Mr. Sun's mausoleum, for this great man who dedicated his life to the country, since he came to Jinling, He Caiwei naturally wanted to pay respects.

Sun Yat-sen Mausoleum is located at the foot of the Purple Mountain, backed by green mountains, facing Pingchuan in front, and the momentum is very magnificent.

Although he did not live in the same era, Li Futu still admired the person lying in the cemetery.

"Some people say that Mr. Sun's life is a Sun Yat-sen mausoleum, and we are fortunate to reach the end of his life today."

Unlike some politicians, Sun was a truly selfless leader, and his integrity was evident in his ability to say things like, "When I pass away, I am willing to beg for a piece of soil from my countrymen to settle my body."

The tomb is not open to visitors, so the three of them walked around the cemetery and then took the cable car up to the Purple Mountain Observatory.

After dinner, the three of them booked a hotel in advance on the bank of the Qinhuai River, and then rented a small boat to enjoy the beautiful scenery of the gold powder of the Six Dynasties.

Different from the Pujiang River to the east of the Great River, although it is night, the entire Qinhuai River can still see its charm and appearance. The lights on both sides of the river are dim, red lanterns are hung high, and small boats are slowly wandering on the river. Although it does not have the graceful poetry of the Jiangnan town, it is more atmospheric, just like the difference between a small jasper and a lady.

Ten miles of Qinhuai, meandering for thousands of years, but always like a lady who has never grown old, always with its best temperament to welcome everyone who comes to visit.

Li Futu bought some beer and snacks in advance, and He Caiwei also drank two bottles with him, the beer was not very strong, but He Caiwei was obviously a girl who had not drunk much, although it was only two bottles of canned beer, but a faint flush had appeared on her delicate and fair cheeks.

"I really don't want to leave here. ”

She exhaled, listened to the murmuring sound of the water under the boat, looked at the lights of thousands of homes on both sides of the strait, and felt a sense for a while.

Li Futu pinched the wine bottle and said with a smile: "Jiangnan is a beautiful place, naturally has its unique charm, Jinling is so close to the East China Sea, if you like it here, you can come over and play with Aunt Xiao whenever you have time in the future." ”

He Caiwei pursed her lips and smiled, and took another sip of wine.

Looking at her red cheeks, Xiao Shu said, "Wei'er, can you still drink?"

"Mom, it's nothing when you're drunk, let's sleep here when you're drunk, and experience what it's like to be drunk and don't know the sky in the water, and the bed is full of dreams and the galaxy. ”

Xiao Shu shook her head and smiled, but did not persuade again.

Of course, the three of them did not sleep on the boat that night, and after more than two hours of sightseeing on the Qinhuai River, they went ashore and returned to the hotel.

The next day.

Li Futu and the three of them didn't go anywhere else, and drove straight to the first Jinling Mingxiu Mountain.

"When Wei'er and I were my age, I came here once, but it was earlier than now, and it was still autumn, so I could see the magnificent scenery of the mountains full of autumn leaves, but in the blink of an eye, more than 20 years have passed......"

Revisiting the old place, Xiao Shu's eyes showed a hint of remembrance.

"Aunt Xiao believes in Buddhism?"

Xiao Shu smiled and shook her head, "It's not like it, it's just asking for peace of mind." ”

Li Futu nodded, and the three of them walked up the stairs.

As Xiao Shu said, people in Jinling know that the best time to come to Qixia Mountain is in late autumn, when the maple leaves on the mountain are like smearing the whole Qixia Mountain with a layer of strong pigments, just like a picture scroll specially painted by nature, which is beautiful.

Although the season of appreciating the maple has passed, as a sacred place of Buddhism in the south of the Yangtze River, there is still an endless stream of tourists who come to Qixia Mountain to pray for incense.

"I didn't expect there to be so many people here. ”

Crossing the mountain gate and seeing that the temple was full of people, He Caiwei was quite surprised.

Xiao Shu said with a smile: "Qixia Temple is the birthplace of the Three Treatises Sect, and it has a high status in Buddhism, and the incense here has always been very prosperous, and now it is New Year's Day, so there are naturally many people." ”

Because there were too many tourists, I didn't pay attention, and someone passed by and collided with Li Futu.

The other party didn't go away as if nothing happened, showing a better self-cultivation, stopped and turned around, and said apologetically: "I'm sorry." ”

Li Futu naturally didn't take this little thing to heart, but when his eyes fell on the other party, he frowned imperceptibly.

This middle-aged man has the simplest flat head, broad shoulders, and strong arms visually giving people a surging sense of strength, he is not too tall, at best about one meter eight, wearing ordinary casual clothes that are estimated to be bought at cheap stores on the street, but standing in front of him, it can invisibly make people feel a heavy sense of oppression.

Li Futu's eyes flickered, and he said softly: "It's okay." ”

The other party said sorry again, very polite, and then his gaze naturally swept over Xiao Shu's mother and daughter, and then quickly turned to leave.

Li Futu watched his back disappear into the crowd.

"What's wrong?"

Seeing that Li Futu kept staring at others, He Caiwei was a little puzzled.

Li Futu shook his head and retracted his gaze, "Let's go to the main hall and have a look." ”

Li Futu has always been very aware of the reason why masters exist in the market, the Dragon Kingdom is so big and has such a population, and it is really not unusual to inadvertently bump into a master.

He didn't take the matter to heart.

Just when Li Futu accompanied Xiao Shu's mother and daughter to tour the temple, after the middle-aged man who collided with him staggered with him, he did not visit the famous scenic spots in Qixia Temple like ordinary tourists, on the contrary, he bypassed those ancient buildings, a single figure, and gradually left the crowd and came to a corner in the depths of the temple.

Here, there is no magnificent palace, there is no magnificent scenery, in front of him, there is only a nursery, a thatched hut, and an old monk.

After New Year's Day, the first day of the New Year, the sky is beautiful, the sky is blue, and the breeze is gentle and not dry.

The old monk was dressed in a slightly shabby but very clean robe, and was tending to the vegetables he had worked so hard to grow, while the middle-aged man stood there, looking at him quietly.

When he was a young man, he would come to Qixia Temple almost every year, not for the Buddha, but for the red leaves on the mountain.

But gradually, he rarely came to this mountain again, and even if he came this time, he deliberately missed the season when the mountain was full of red leaves.

Every late autumn, the red leaves on the mountain are still as beautiful as a picture, and they have not faded with the passage of time, but so what?

There is no one to accompany him to enjoy the maple again.

(End of chapter)