As the saying goes, there is heaven above, and there is Suzhou and Hangzhou below. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

The scenery of the same Jiangnan is good, but there are differences between the two cities. It is not an exaggeration to say that Suzhou leads the world. Whether it is a homestead garden, a new makeup, a degree of food and clothing, or a literary atmosphere, opera juggling, calligraphy, painting and antiques, those who are popular all over the world on a whim, seven or eight out of ten start out of Suzhou. Travelers passing through Suzhou are all envious of its elegance and exquisiteness. And Hangzhou has a different style. Probably thanks to the intoxicating beauty of the West Lake, between the lakes and mountains, even the Zhu Lou Cuiyu wine-colored sheng song, the light boat painting boat and the smoke clusters, how much has been washed away some mortal dust.

Wenjian Pavilion is located in the Tianzhu Ridge on the edge of the West Lake, adjacent to the Lingyin Temple, in addition to the manor built in the back of the Qipan Mountain, there are also scattered in the Lion Mountain, Meijiawu tea gardens and tea workshops. Surrounded by mountains by the West Lake, although the mountains are not high, the beauty is beautiful in its clear rhyme. The mountain road is coiled, undulating, sometimes the stream is graceful, sometimes the vines are green cliffs, the wind passes through the fence repair place, the birds are singing, the moon shines among the pine forests, and the Sanskrit sound is gone.

It is said that Wuwei took the Ma brothers and sisters, walked with Fang Tongbao, turned to the waterway after Kaifeng, went to the canal and went south to Hangzhou. To make a long story short, after Ma Lian defected to Bai Mengyang, the master of the Sword Pavilion, he learned the method of raising tea and making tea in the Shifeng Tea Garden, which was very different from the previous days. Seeing that Wuwei brought his brother's orphan, Ma Lian was very sad, and when he learned the whole story, he couldn't do anything but do his best to raise the brother and sister. After resting in the tea garden, Wuwei followed Fang Tongbao to visit Sima Xin.

came from Xi'an Mansion and chatted with Fang Tongbao all the way to learn that it turned out that Fang Tongbao and Qi Mutian had known each other for many years. Fang Tongbao is originally from Shuzhong, and Qi Mutian is a fellow countryman, because of his clever stealing methods, Qi Mutian hired him to do a few businesses. Although Fang Tongbao steals for a living, he believes in Buddhism, and his heart is not bad, only stealing from rich giants. Because I heard someone say that there is a Buddha treasure relics in the Songdu Living Buddha of Qinghai Duogandu Division, my heart yearns for it, and I go all the way to steal it. As soon as he succeeded, he was intercepted halfway by Sima Xin, a lay disciple of the Living Buddha of Songdu. Fang Tongbao was in a hurry and moved Qi Mutian out to plead. The Living Buddha of Songdu has always had dealings with the Xihai League, so Qi Mutian came forward and returned the relics. And Fang Tongbao did not dare to step into the western boundary of Qingnan Sichuan again because of this matter. According to his own words, after that time, there was some enlightenment in his heart, and the Buddha was at ease in his heart, so what was the use of asking for treasures to worship. After coming to the Central Plains to live in seclusion, he no longer coveted the Buddha treasures, but only stole some antique calligraphy and paintings, and relieved his boredom.

Wuwei listened to him talk about the original story, although he felt a little funny, but people have their own ambitions and strengths, but they are also admirable. This person not only has a good taste in gold and stone calligraphy and painting, but also often designs and manufactures some strange things by himself. After the two got acquainted with each other, there was nothing on the boat one day, and Fang Tongbao took out two very short firearms from the package and showed them to Wuwei. Wuwei had never seen anything like this before, and he felt novel. Fang Tongbao proudly explained to Wu Wei how the structure and usage of this firearm were lighter and more dexterous than those used in the army, and it was also rainproof. This time I came out of the mountain because last time Sima Xin told him that the Xihai League was preparing to build a firearms workshop and recruiting craftsmen, and the workshop was very close to Fang Tongbao's hometown, so he had the idea of defecting to the Xihai League. After a few deliberations, he came to Sima Xin with the latest firecracker, wanting to contact Qi Mutian.

After Sima Xin was hired by the Xihai League and destroyed the Wuyue Sect, he received a large amount of remuneration and came to Hangzhou to buy a manor, which was not only a place for his own casual pastime, but also a place for the Xihai League to settle down in the Central Plains. The manor is located in Lingfeng, there are large plum forests before and after, it is autumn now, there are only clusters of green trees, but you can imagine that in the late winter and early spring, the plum blooms with new snow, how elegant and pleasant it should be. Manor is the old house of a local family of former court eunuchs, after buying, it has not been renovated, there are not many flowers and plants in the courtyard, only a few places of mountains and stones, a pond at a glance, ancient trees and old vines dot the front and back of the house, the hall is simple, the study is sluggish, if it is not for a picture of a squirrel grape full of vitality hanging on the wall, a pipa is placed horizontally on the couch, it is like a snow cave. It is in line with the "do not choose the garden" written on the gate of the manor.

The old man who watched the house said that Sima Xin was now in the courtyard of the main house of the White Pavilion, and he was diagnosing the pulse of the old pavilion, and he would not be able to come back until about dark. Wuwei and Fang Tongbao saw that it was still early, so they went down the mountain to the West Lake to enjoy it.

When he returned to the manor, Sima Xin had already returned.

The three of them saluted, and after eating, they saw that the twilight was very good, so they moved tables and chairs to the court and sat down. On a whim, Fang Tongbao brought the pipa he had glimpsed in the study earlier and played a few songs. Sure enough, people can't look good, and this sour Xiucai's one-handed pipa is enough to make people cry. After playing, Fang Tongbao asked: "Sima Gongzi, you have such a good musical instrument in your study, you must also be a person in this way, why don't you also play a song and let it be used for reference." ”

Sima Xin smiled and said, "I don't know how to play." I don't have to hide it from you, this pipa was originally given to me by an old man as a souvenir. Last year, she married a wealthy businessman in Ningbo Prefecture and left the pipa to me. Usually it's just an ornament, but it's Fang Xiucai who plays better than her. ”

The old man in Sima Xin's mouth is a big green building in Hangzhou, the oiran before Cuiweitai. When Sima Xin first came to Hangzhou, he took her to live in the garden for several months, and Bai Mengyang's eldest son Bai Zhijie found the garden several times for her to provoke Sima Xin, which caused a sensation in Hangzhou for a while, causing Bai Mengyang to lose face. Fang Tongbao and Wuwei had never walked in the rivers and lakes at that time, and they didn't know the details, but Sima Xin was debauched and uninhibited, and it was common for him to have a confidant.

At this time, the sky was dark, and a crescent moon rose in the east. This day is the twenty-eighth day of July, and the day of Dongfang Lin's marriage is approaching. Wuwei didn't know what day her wedding date was, she had passed by Nanjing a few days ago, and vaguely heard that Miss Dongfang was going to get married, and the people who welcomed the Bai family had already arrived in Nanjing. I just listened to the sound of a pipa in this lonely garden, which evoked a lot of thoughts. At this time, he bowed his head and said nothing.

"Shangguan Gongzi, have you seen Miss Dongfang recently?" Coldly, Sima Xin suddenly asked.

Seeing that Fang Tongbao was a little unclear, Sima Xin said: "Fang Xiucai, you probably don't know yet." The young master Lin of the Dongfang Dart Bureau who came to your house to beg for the baby last year is actually the young lady of the Dongfang family. When Fang Tongbao heard this, he was surprised: "Huh? It's true? Sima Xin nodded and said, "Her makeup skills are very skillful, and even I was almost deceived." After that, he looked at Wuwei and said, "Aren't you friends?" ”

Wuwei's face was slightly embarrassed, and he said, "Yes." But I've been traveling far away lately and haven't seen her. ”

Sima Xin said: "Last time I mentioned to you that the Lord of the White Pavilion is my uncle, and I have been treating the old man of his family these days, so this time my cousin married a wife and invited me to the wedding banquet. Alas," he sighed, and added, "I don't really want to go." Our family has nothing to do with theirs. But if you don't go, it's a loss of manners, and it's not appropriate for your mother. It just so happens that the two of you are here, and you both know Miss Dongfang, can you accompany me to the banquet? lest there be no one at my table to speak. ”

Fang Tongbao was stunned for a moment, and then said: "Son, where is this, you command, go naturally." ”

Wuwei was a little embarrassed, hesitated again and again, but said: "Two, there is something I want to explain first." In fact...... I am a monk. ”

Sima Xin and Fang Tongbao had different colors on their faces. Sima Xin stared at him for a long time, and suddenly smiled: "How can you say this?" Wuwei saw that he was smiling a little teasingly, his face was red, and he said, "Don't hide it from the two of you, I am a true Taoist." Last year, I went to visit my classmates who were officials in the capital, and in order not to cause trouble to him, I dressed up as a layman. Afterwards...... Sometimes they dress up like this to make it easier to walk. But he was a monk. So...... It's not appropriate to attend a wedding banquet. "Although the truth is spoken, Wuwei has no confidence in his heart, but he looks a little bit like a thief.

Fang Tongbao was silent, but Sima Xin laughed and said, "Shangguan Daoist!" What's so hard about that? There is a way to be at ease in your heart, so don't be afraid of other people's tongues. Aren't you Taoists talking about being at ease? All mundane things are just passing away, so why not go away? Not to mention, apart from the two of me, who knows that you are a Taoist priest. ”

Wuwei didn't want to argue with him, nodded and agreed, knowing in his heart that he didn't want to go, even if he didn't go, could he cut off the troubles in his heart? Since the chopping continues, it is better to go with the flow.

A few days pass in a flash, if you don't have a concern, living in the garden is very peaceful. The garden is very quiet, but because it is not far from the famous places of West Lake, there will be tourists strolling here during the day, and it is not deserted. In the past few days with Sima Xin, Wuwei gradually found that he was not as arrogant as he was when he first met, perhaps because he was not familiar at the time, which always made people feel that he was a little cold and arrogant.

Wu Wei was interested in medicine when he was young, so he studied a lot of medical books, and he was a small success, but most of the techniques he learned focused on internal adjustment, and he never dabbled in knives and needles. However, Sima Xin is very good at surgical knife and needle methods. According to him, this was originally inherited from Mrs. Lee. Talking about the stubborn illness suffered from by the old pavilion master, Sima Xin said that since last year, the old pavilion owner has felt frequent pain under the abdominal ribs, weak cold during the day, night sweats, and his already old body has deteriorated, and it has been difficult to get out of bed earlier this year. I have invited several famous doctors in Hangzhou, but they have their own opinions, and there is no definite statement. It's just that the internal poison is deep, the liver is swollen, and it is caused by hard work, and many prescriptions for regulating qi and channeling are prescribed, but it is not very effective after eating, and it is still good and bad.

When he came to treat Lao Ge a month ago, he found that his subcostal lump was distinct, and the pain was unbearable, and even the skin could see blue and red blood vessels, and the abdomen was swollen like a basket, and he was wheezing in bed, describing it as withered. Sima Xindang even said that if he did not open his abdomen and remove the tumor, the time for his departure would not be far away. But the old pavilion master refused to live or die, and only wanted to take the decoction. Bai Mengyang had no choice, and persuaded him many times, before the old pavilion master reluctantly agreed, and let Sima Xin try the knife once. It is said that it is an open abdomen, but in fact, only two small openings were opened in the abdominal cavity for preliminary exploration, and it was found that the malignant tumor spread like a bead and a stone, and the Buddha could not be saved while he was alive. So that day, Sima Xin could only clean up the knife as far as he could and help him stitch it up. After that, he said to Bai Mengyang that if the old pavilion master was willing to do it again in a month, he could do his best to remove the tumor for him, and maybe he could live more comfortably before he died. But the old pavilion master didn't want to do it this time anyway. Sima Xin couldn't, so he could only make a decoction and delay for him. After that, Xiang Wuwei sighed, a figure like the old pavilion master Bai who used to be superb in martial arts, but he got such a disease when he was old, it may be induced by the intractable knot for many years, and the accumulation of depression and poison over the years, once it happened, it was uncontrollable. On the one hand, Wuwei marveled at Sima Xin's medical skills, and on the other hand, he also lamented how hard life is, and it is unpredictable.