Nothing was said all night.

At noon, the group rushed to the front of Shushan Temple.

He Xianzhou, a famous scholar of the Tang Dynasty, was infatuated with this mountain scenery after abandoning the official in the first year of Tang Xuanzong Dazhong (847 years), and built a house here, built a study hall, lived in seclusion and read, called "Xianzhou Book Hall", so it was called "Book Mountain". This is also one of the earliest study halls in Fuzhou. In the second year of the Tang Dynasty (881), the founder of the mountain, Kuangren Zen Master, founded the Baiyun Temple. In the following year, Kuang Ren Zen Master invited the Dharma Protector and the then Fuzhou Thorn Shi Weiquan to hold the book on the table, and Tang Xizong wrote the book "Ejian Shushan Temple", and the book mountain was renamed Shushan, and Shushan Temple also came from this.

Because the temple was built on the side of the Fuhe River, the front of the temple is flat, and there is the convenience of Fuhe River traffic, there are many pilgrims and tourists, and it is really not comparable to the small temple with cold incense like the White Horse Temple. Come to think of it, in addition to Tang Xizong, Taizong and Zhenzong of this dynasty also have imperial plaques, and the idle temples definitely do not have such an honor. Even if it is to pay homage to the ink treasures of several emperors, it is really a good place to come here to make incense and make wishes in your spare time.

This also brings a corresponding problem, the level of the scenic spot has changed from 4 A guns to 5 A guns, and the price of tickets is not appropriate to go up a little, right? It's not appropriate for the incense money not to go up a little, right? It's not appropriate for other supporting services to go up a little bit, right? Looking at the big signboard of "Incense money shall not be lower than consistent", Fang Zhongyong pursed his lips and secretly gave an evaluation - not in vain! It's not in vain!

Seeing that Fang Zhong never planned to go in, Lao Dao said with a smile: "If you don't go in and worship, I heard that it is very effective!" You must pass every exam! ”

"No money! Why don't you go in? Fang Zhongyong can see it, and he can't talk well with this old way.

"I'm a Taoist priest, go into the temple to burn incense and worship the Buddha? The abbot still thinks I'm going to smash the field? ”

Well, you win. The Taoist priest worships the Buddha and hangs a cross around his neck, which is no less sour than ice cream dipped in chili sauce. Although Zhang Junlai seemed to be quite capable of fighting, Fang Zhongyong didn't want the master he had just worshiped to be beaten by a group of lawless monks.

Since they didn't want to go into the temple to burn incense and worship the Buddha, Fang Zhongyong took some money and asked Uncle Zhong and Li San to buy some food and supplies. Fang Zhongyong accompanied the master to wander in front of the temple.

As soon as Fang Zhongyong said, "Master, please", Lao Dao said very seriously: "Zhongyong, although Poor Dao taught you a few crop techniques, I dare not be your master." ”

Lao Dao waved his hand and stopped Fang Zhongyong's defense: "Poor Dao has been practicing with his master since he was a child, and it has been more than 80 years. To put it mildly, the poor still have some ability to look at people. But you, I can't see through it. You seem to have a place to come from, but you don't seem to have a place to come from. Last night, I used the method of God to look at your spirit, and it seemed that there were three people, which was really weird.

If it weren't for your long luck and peaceful aura, the poor road would have removed you long ago.

At present, it seems to be a peaceful and prosperous world, but in fact, there is a hidden murderous intention. The heavy task of rescuing the people from fire and water is most likely to fall on you. Therefore, the poor way taught you the method of forging the body. I hope you will uphold the heart of a child and let this prosperity continue for a few more years. ”

Lao Dao said plainly, but Fang Zhongyong was shocked into a cold sweat, and he was almost slaughtered as a demon and a monster. This old way has such a way, I don't know if I can solve my doubts? Fang Zhongyong is also very strange about his origins. Is it a dream? Is it supernatural? Is it a high-dimensional civilization?

Fang Zhongyong wanted to say something, but was stopped by Lao Dao again: "Your origin is not something I can know, I should know." Don't forget your original intention, what do you care about him so much? There is nothing to teach you about the poor way, and the fate of you and me is nothing more. If you still want to practice martial arts, you can wait to find my little junior brother Fire Dragon in the future. The old way to go! With that, he drifted away.

Fang Zhongyong looked at the old way of the game world, a little regretful, a little relaxed, and felt as if he had missed the only opportunity to know the truth. Who knows?

Uncle Zhong and Li San came back from shopping, and when they saw Lao Dao leaving, they didn't think there was anything unusual. The world's masters, naturally, are uncertain, and they don't see the end of the head. Only Li San said with some regret: "I don't know when I will be able to see Tianjun again?" If only I could ask him for a lesson or two! Hearing this, Fang Zhongyong quietly moved a few steps away, and decided that he must keep a safe distance from this sadistic driver and bodyguard in the future.

Fang Zhongyong was really not interested in this high-consumption 5A-level scenic spot, and was about to ask Uncle Zhong about crossing the river, but he saw a commotion in front of the temple. Fang Zhongyong gave full play to the fine tradition of the Chinese nation and "went to see it".

Facts have proved that joining in the excitement is really a fine tradition that has been maintained for thousands of years, and the place where the incident occurred has already been noisy and crowded. Fang Zhongyong finally squeezed in front of him, and saw two young men who looked like scholars arguing with several strong men with bare heads and monk-robes and monks.

I only heard the young man who was a little older say: "You wait for a bald donkey, you are really rude!" The younger brother just said, 'The plaque given by the emperor has become a means of profit', what is the reason why you will not forgive? ”

The younger scholar persuaded: "Brother, forget it! When I went out, my mother also told me not to argue with others. ”

It seems that this younger brother is a good boy. The elder brother was not so obedient, and said with a smile: "Mother told us not to make trouble, but she didn't say that we should be afraid, right?" Thinking of my Nanfeng Zeng family, who has been a scholar for many generations, is he a timid and afraid of things? I will not give up with these bald donkeys! ”

The elder brother raised his voice and said: "Besides, these bald donkeys are taking advantage of the fame of the first emperor to collect money, is it for great disrespect, what are you afraid of him doing?" The people who eat melons cheered at the right time, and the lord who is not afraid of big things is still shouting "return the money".

The elder brother bowed his hand to thank the people who ate melons for their support: "I am Zeng Ye, the grandson of Nanfeng Zeng's counselor, and my brother Zeng Gong came here to worship the Buddha." I don't want to be shy because of my pocket, but I was stopped by these guys who got into the eyes of money, and I was really disappointed. If you don't worship a fake Buddha like this, don't worship it! With a bang, the crowd was about to leave.

Seeing that it was about to bring large losses to the company, crisis public relations appeared.

A monk with a red face and a gold-threaded robe appeared at the right time and said, "What did Master Zeng say?" Since the opening of Kuang Ren Zen Master, our temple has always had a compassionate heart and often has helped the poor. The temple is dedicated to gods and Buddhas, and there are many miracles. Isn't it against the loyalty and forgiveness of the Nanfeng Zeng family that the Zeng benefactor only believes in a few things? ”

Look at the level of others, first say that I am good, then say that you are stingy, and finally say that you have violated the family motto. After three consecutive blows in one move, Zeng Ye, who had never seen the world, couldn't hold it. Although Fang Zhongyong didn't have a big war of words on the forum in his previous life, he still knew the main routines and skills.

Seeing that the stubborn bronze was invincible, his pseudo-order silver went into battle: "Why should the master care about him left and right." Just say that this consistent incense money, who set the price? Worshipping the Buddha is important in sincerity, does it depend on how much money you get? Could it be that the Buddha also looked at the amount of money and decided whether to bless or not? ”

The monk couldn't justify himself, so he had to pronounce a Buddha horn and said, "It's the poor monk who looks like a monk." From today onwards, there is no longer a limit to the amount of incense money, just as you like. Three sons, please come in and talk. "Is this the rhythm of preparing to give hush money?

Fang Zhongyong was unwilling to entangle with this bejeweled "poor monk", so he refused the "kindness" and only wandered around the temple and went out.

When I walked to the temple gate, I heard that Zeng Ye came to thank him: "Thanks to the help of the son, I didn't ask for the surname and Taifu?" ”

Fang Zhongyong smiled and said, "Zeng Gongzi is polite. The younger brother Jinxi Fang Zhongyong has never taken a word. Zeng Ye was very surprised: "But the prodigy Fang Zhongyong who wrote the "Birthday Poem"? I've admired it for a long time. ”

At the moment, I saw the ceremony again and talked about the year.

Zeng Ye said: "Under Zeng Ye, the word Shumao." This is the younger brother Zeng Gong, the word is solid. When he was ten years old, he became a brother. This time, the younger brother was going to Fuzhou to participate in the state examination, and the mother was not at ease so she asked her brother to accompany her. (Note: Zeng Yizhan married Zhou first, and after giving birth to a son, Ye, died young; continued to string Wu, gave birth to Gong, Mu, Zai and a daughter, and died of illness after only 11 years; Married Zhu again, and gave birth to Bu, Zhao and eight daughters. Zeng Ye, Zeng Gong, and Zeng Bu are all half-siblings, and there is a big age gap. ）

Fang Zhongyong looked at the young Zeng Gong, and his heart became unfortunate. This is one of the "Eight Masters of the Tang and Song Dynasties", and he is still alive. Han Yu and Liu Zongyuan have become ancient, Su Shi and Su Zhe have not been born yet, Ouyang Xiu and Su Xun are not from the same generation, and Wang Anshi, the second-year boy, is too lazy to pay attention to him. Zeng Gong is only one year older than himself, and in his previous life, he liked Zeng Gong's "quaint, fair, and peaceful" style, like a humble gentleman. Such a person is very suitable to be friends, because you don't have to worry about him cheating on you and betraying you.

Of course, Zeng Gong is still immature at the moment. Although when he was twelve years old, he once wrote a "Six Treatises", which is said to have been written with great courage and rhetoric, but it was only evaluated from the standards of children. As for the reason why his reputation in later generations was almost at the bottom of the Eight Families, this benevolent brother was not good at poetry - compared with the other seven, of course, he was good at strategy and prose.

An official said that everyone in the Tang and Song dynasties didn't read poetry in the first place, so it's almost nothing! No, it's almost that, but the impact is huge. Because Zeng Gong is good at strategy and theory, he is lighter than the exam-taking essay (to put it bluntly, it is a proposition that limits rhyme poetry), which caused him to fail repeatedly. It was not until the second year of Jiayou (1058) that Ouyang Xiu presided over the examination, insisting on focusing on ancient texts and policy theories, and taking poetry as a supplementary proposition, Zeng Gong and his younger brother Zeng Mu, Zeng Bu and his cousin Zeng Fu ascended to the Jinshi Rank. For a prodigy, it is by no means an honor to be admitted to the Jinshi at the age of 39, and it can even be called a "bumpy career".

What's even more bumpy is his brother Zeng Ye, who was admitted to Xiucai in the third year of Tiansheng (1025) - his father Zeng Yizhan was a jinshi in the second year of Tiansheng, and he was not admitted to the Jinshi until the fifth year of Huangyou (1053). On the way back to his hometown that year, he fell ill and died of shame, which is really a tragic figure like Kong Yiji.

Fang Zhongyong looked at Zeng Ye, who was heroic and bold in front of him, and he really couldn't and didn't want to equate him with Kong Yiji. As for a pure gentleman like Zeng Gong, although he played the role of an unlucky man who was not pleasing to both sides in the struggle for justice, he still made great achievements as a magistrate. It is really a big waste to waste the examination shed.