Lang Zhengchun asked Song Zheng to accompany him to Qingcheng Mountain, and Song Zheng reluctantly agreed to Xuanwu's decision. As for the sacrificial text, Song Zheng was not interested in writing it. It's a dangerous job. The sacrificial text was not well written, and Lang Zhengchun was unhappy; If he writes well and praises Lang Zhengchun, then Song Zheng will not have a good life after returning to Jiangning. Don't look at Song Zheng's usual writing of a few poems, and some scandals with some "Guiying Layman" or something, there is no problem, but if you want to write formal things, you must be cautious.

Regarding this mountain sacrifice, Song Zheng then learned the truth: Liangquan in Fengzhou had fallen into the hands of the Shu army, and the two counties of Liangdang and Hechi, both of which belonged to Fengzhou, were also occupied by the Shu army. At this point, the Shu army has completely blocked the passage from Guanzhong to Hanzhong.

From Liangquan to Dasanguan, but more than 200 miles, across the Qinling Mountains. The Shu army occupied Fengzhou, which greatly lost the strategic significance of Dasanguan to Li Xi. Even if the Qi army marched westward, Li Xi guarded the pass and became a wedding dress for the Shu army.

How Li Xi reacted to the actions of the Shu army, Song Zheng didn't know, but the Shu army occupied Xingyuan Mansion, and the land immediately increased a lot, and it was equivalent to adding a layer of protective clothing to the hinterland of central Sichuan.

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Qingcheng is secluded in the world.

The word "secluded" shows the characteristics of Qingcheng. The vegetation here is luxuriant, the mountains are four, and the palace is hidden in the mountains and forests, which can be called a fairyland.

As soon as the Lantern Festival passed, Song Zheng and the prince Lang Bochuan and a key minister in Shu drove to Qingcheng. Two thousand forbidden soldiers and hundreds of servants followed. The king drove away, the momentum was huge, and the procession stretched for several miles.

This time the mountain festival is complicated with many rituals and many sacrifices. Despite all the preparations, the team was moving slowly. Departure from Chenshi, until it was dark at the time of the unitary did not arrive at the foot of Qingcheng Mountain.

There are many spectators on Qingcheng Mountain Road, among which the Changsheng Palace is the largest, and the history is also long, and the emperor Lang Zhengchun lives in the Changsheng Palace. Prime Minister An Zhou and other important ministers were arranged in the adjacent Taoist temple.

The Palace of Eternal Life is at the foot of Qingcheng Mountain, which was originally built by Fan Changsheng in the Jin Dynasty, and has lasted for hundreds of years. Lang Zhengchun believed in Taoism and carried out a large-scale expansion of the Changsheng Palace, turning it into a palace-like location. Song Zheng was stained with Lang Bochuan's light and lived in the Palace of Eternal Life together.

The current Qingcheng Mountain is different from the later generations, in addition to the Taoist treasures such as the Patriarch's Hall and the Changdao Temple (Tianshi Cave) on the mountain, there are dozens of Taoist temples of all sizes distributed among the mountains. There are some that even Lang Bochuan, who is familiar with this place, does not know.

Song Zheng followed, purely to watch the excitement. Although he is also interested in visiting Qingcheng Mountain, the most important thing at the moment is to return to Jiangning as soon as possible. The juniper is dead, and there is no time for me. It's just that Lang Zhengchun wanted the envoys of Daqi to see his "great achievements", and Song Zheng couldn't refuse.

On the seventeenth day of the first lunar month, the mountain sacrifice procession continued to move forward, and the destination was Shangqing Palace.

Shangqing Palace is located on the highest peak of Qingcheng Mountain---- halfway up the peak of Pengzu Peak. Just like the emperors of the past dynasties Feng Chan Taishan, Lang Zhengchun sacrifice mountain should also choose the highest place in Qingcheng Mountain.

However, it is not a good idea to worship the mountain during this season. Since the snow has not melted on the mountains, the verdant mountains are still covered in white, and although they look beautiful, the roads are cramped and difficult to navigate. Lang Zhengchun's Wang Jia had to be thrown in the Palace of Eternal Life, sitting on a special yellow-topped sedan chair, and went up the mountain. The important ministers naturally refused to climb the mountain, and also climbed in various small sedan chairs.

Song Zheng also has a cyan sedan chair, so how can he be willing to sit? His foot strength, I don't know how much better than those sedan chair men, since he is walking in a car, all the way to enjoy the beautiful scenery of Qingcheng. Lang Bochuan walked with Song Zheng first, but before he reached the Five Caves, he was physically exhausted and shrank into a sedan chair.

Due to the uphill, the line was very long, almost shoulder to shoulder, and the march was extremely slow, which made Song Zheng a lot less fun.

After another day of grinding, I finally arrived at the Shangqing Palace, and everyone was exhausted. The entire Shangqing Palace has been vacated, leaving only the garrison and two Taoist servants to accompany him. After Lang Zhengchun hastily met with the station, he rested.

Song Zheng was also a little sleepy, and sat in the room arranged for himself to practice Changchun music.

Nothing was said all night. Early the next morning, the entire Shangqing Palace was busy, and the various sergeants transported the sacrificial items to the top of Pengzu Peak early.

The ritual of sacrificing the mountain is cumbersome, from noon to midday, as long as two hours, not to be repeated one by one. Anyway, after the mountain sacrifice was completed, the forbidden army seemed to have peeled off a layer of skin. As for Lang Zhengchun, after three incense sticks were placed on the top of the mountain, the rest of the ceremony had to be handed over to the crown prince Lang Bochuan to complete.

The poor prince of Shu had to make a solemn appearance and complete the whole ceremony. After returning to the Shangqing Palace that night, Lang Bochuan plunged into the room and fell asleep. The young and strong are still like this, and many of the older courtiers are infected with the wind and cold. Fortunately, Shu was quite well prepared, and boiled up the medicine that night and gave it to everyone.

Song Zheng hid in the room and snickered. In the first month, I ran to the highest peak of Qingcheng Mountain, and also followed the ceremony of sealing Zen in Mount Tai in the past dynasties, and those old courtiers were not reimbursed, and they were already good.

After all, the mountain is not a place to stay for a long time, and the next day, a team of people rushed down the mountain to disturb the sky and read it all. Everyone had a tired and sick face, as if they had been drained of their spirits. This makes the whole mountain festival drama like a farce.

Lang Bochuan did not descend the mountain. I don't know where the rules of the Shu State Rite Department came from: as the crown prince, Lang Bochuan needs to stay in the Shangqing Palace for three more days to pray to God on behalf of the emperor. In fact, it is to worship Sanqing every day and burn a few Taoist scriptures copied by Lang Zhengchun himself.

Under Lang Bochuan's plea, Song Zheng had to stay. There were only three days to be horizontal and vertical, and Song Zheng agreed.

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Lang Bochuan's work is also simple, burn paper with incense, and finish his life in less than half an hour. However, because of yesterday's toss, Lang Bochuan has not slowed down. Therefore, on the nineteenth day of the first lunar month, Lang Bochuan has been resting. After Song Zheng swam around the Qing Palace, he stayed in the house and read.

The next day, Lang Bochuan was busy with business, and after asking if there were any other ceremonies in the Ministry of Rites, he greeted Song Zheng, "Mr. Song, I have long wanted to take you to enjoy this Qingcheng show, but the past is complicated, and I have never had a chance." In the past two days, I will take you to see the beautiful scenery of this Qingcheng. ”

Song Zheng nodded with a smile. Taking the opportunity of sacrificing the mountain to enjoy the scenery, this is what Lang Bochuan has already discussed with him, and it can be regarded as stealing half a day of leisure.

The two of them did not have many retinues. Song Zheng was the only one on his side, Zhang Chong, and Lang Bochuan only brought four escort masters and two servants. A group of nine people, the first stop is the top of Pengzu Peak.

The day before yesterday, when the mountain was worshipped, everyone cared about what beautiful scenery they could enjoy, it was all about people. Everyone knows that when there are many people, the heart will be confused, and the scenery will become bleak.

The mountain road is rugged, but Lang Bochuan and Song Zheng are full of pride, pointing out the country along the way, inspiring words, and laughing endlessly. An hour later, they climbed to the top of Pengzu Peak.

Lang Bochuan was sweating profusely, panting in his mouth, but his eyes couldn't wait to look around. When his breathing had calmed down, he wiped his forehead haphazardly, closed his eyes, and took a deep breath.

Song Zheng was also attracted by the beautiful scenery, with his hands behind his back, and his eyes wandered. Standing on the top of the mountain and looking around, the mountains are continuous, and the mist is shrouded, which makes people feel refreshed and happy.

"Ah----" Suddenly, Lang Bochuan let out a long howl, which startled Song Zheng.

After a while, Lang Bochuan said quietly, "Sir, do you know that my life's wish is to travel all over the world's famous mountains and rivers and write poems and lyrics." ”

"The rest of the ambition also." Song Zheng said with a smile, "The mountains and rivers of my China are magnificent, and the scenery is everywhere, and it is beautiful. What I envy the most is that Li Daoyuan, who has read strange books and traveled all over the world, although his career has been bumpy, his life has been free, and he has left strange books such as "Notes on the Book of Water". ”

Lang Bochuan sighed, "I pity Lang Bochuan, I can only be in this Shu land, the north is not Qinling, and the east is not Fengjie." It can only be around this Chengdu Mansion, maybe just living in that small palace city, it's a pity! ”

Song Zheng was silent. As the prince of Shu, Lang Bochuan is destined not to open Shu, and he can't even leave Chengdu. For Lang Bochuan, who likes to travel, the identity of the prince brings only troubles.

"There are five mountains in the world, east, south, north, oh, and now there is Xiyue Huashan, all of which belong to the Qi country, and the north Yue is in Jin. I have never seen these five mountains. The Yellow River will never see each other, and the Yangtze River also ends at the White Emperor City. The beauty of the landscape, in a corner, the scenery is gone, it is a pity! Lang Bochuan sighed, raised his eyes and looked into the distance, and said for a long time, "Thinking of the seclusion of heaven and earth, I am alone and crying." ”

Speaking of this, tears welled up in the corners of Lang Bochuan's eyes.

For such a young man, Song Zheng didn't know what to say. The more you can't get something, the more beautiful it feels. For beggars, happiness is a piece of steamed bread. For Lang Bochuan, it is a cultural monument and a beautiful landscape.

After being silent for a while, seeing Lang Bochuan's nose fluttering, becoming more and more sad, Song Zheng had to say: "Why is this Qingcheng Mountain called 'Wuyue Zhangren'?" ”

"Legend has it that the 'Wuyue Zhangren' was sealed by the Yellow Emperor, so Qingcheng Mountain is also known as Zhangren Mountain." Lang Bochuan explained softly.

"Oh, does the Yellow Emperor think that this Qingcheng Mountain has five daughters and is married to the five mountains of the world?"

Lang Bochuan burst out laughing, "The father-in-law here is not the father-in-law of 'Yue-Zhang', but the meaning of 'old man', and the Wuyue-Zhangren is ......" Speaking of this, Lang Bochuan suddenly stopped, and he saw Song Zheng slyly curling the corners of his mouth. He Huo Ran understood that Song Zheng was deliberately teasing the boring son, so he smiled embarrassedly, and his face was greatly sad.

When he went back that day, Lang Bochuan asked Song Zheng for a long talk, vaguely revealing his heart: he had no intention of being a prince, nor did he like the throne, he just wanted to be a prince of peace, even if he couldn't go out of Shu, he could freely swim all over the mountains and rivers of Shu. As for the hegemony of the emperor, I don't even want to think about it.

The feeling of being involuntarily, Song Zheng also understood. If Lang Bochuan's virtue is corrupt and incompetent, the position of the prince will be abolished, but Lang Bochuan is kind in nature, virtuous and generous, and has no evil deeds.

Lang Bochuan spit out his thoughts, but Song Zheng didn't dare to say half a word more, once this kind of thing is involved, it will be a fatal disaster. Fortunately, Lang Bochuan didn't say it thoroughly, let alone let Song Zheng come up with an idea.

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In the early morning of the 21st day of the first lunar month, when Lang Bochuan was burning incense and paper in the Shangqing Palace, a forbidden army of about 30 people appeared at the gate of Changdaoguan, led by a white-faced general about 30 years old.

Seeing that a sergeant was coming, the gatekeeper had an extraordinary vision, and knew that it was the palace guard forbidden army, so he hurriedly made a joke and called it "good fortune and longevity".

The white-faced general nodded slightly, "I am the general of the palace guard, and I am ordered to welcome the prince down the mountain here, and I will stay in the precious treasure land for a while." ”

The Taoist servant hurriedly welcomed him into the temple and went to inform the station.

The white-faced general gestured back slightly, then entered the courtyard with his head held high, and the two forbidden soldiers at the back quietly closed the gate. A moment later, there was screaming in the audience. After half a burnt incense, there was no sound.