Seeing that it is about to enter June, although the weather is already very hot before the ambush, since the sun rises in the east to the sky, it is like a fire, and the dust of the official road under the hot sun is dry and loose like flour, and it can stir up wisps of dust when you step on it.

Only walked under the sun for an hour, Lao Zhu was already sweating profusely, and his back was soaked with sweat, what was rare was that he did not give up under his feet, holding a wooden staff and walking like the wind, Ma Du rode a horse to keep up with his footsteps, Lao Zhu's good body is no wonder that he can live to be seventy years old.

Looking up at the hot sun, Madu wiped his sweat with his sleeve, and just took off the kettle on the side of the saddle, which contained the sour plum soup that had been prepared long ago, and was about to drink a sip to quench his thirst, but a wooden stick stretched out from the side and picked up the strap on the kettle, and it was taken away.

Ma Du turned his head in annoyance, only to see that Lao Zhu had already poured the kettle into his mouth, and he drank it in one go, "It's really happy!" Then he threw the kettle to Madu.

"Look, I walk in the sun, but you ride a horse, don't you feel that you are derelict in your duty as a courtier? Hurry up and get me off the horse! Lao Zhu said and poked the stick in his hand into Ma Du's thigh.

That's right, although the Jinyi guards in civilian clothes also brought a lot of horses, but they all led behind Lao Zhu one by one, and no one dared to get on the horse when they were sweating profusely as hot, and only when they saw Lao Zhu drinking water did they dare to untie the water bladder on the horse's back and drink it. What a good eagle dog! Ma Du is really envious, where is he so eyeless like his long-term follower.

"Hurry down!" Lao Zhu made Ma Du dare not disobey, so he had to get off the horse and follow Lao Zhu's side.

Soon he regretted it, Lao Zhu walked calmly, but Ma Du walked with a sore back and weak legs, who the hell is tossing whom.

"Your Majesty, it's almost noon, let's rest and leave again."

Lao Zhu smiled and waved his hand, "Rest some, otherwise you won't be able to catch up with Maoshan today." ”

"You don't necessarily need to go to Maoshan Mountain, this sentence is full of beautiful mountains and rivers, or just cook nearby."

"No, Maoshan Zhong Lingyuxiu Taoist Famous Mountain, how can it be compared anywhere, if it affects my mouth blessing, it will not be over with you!" Lao Zhu said and hit Ma Du on the back.

Ma Du hurriedly dodged away from Lao Zhu, whether it was in the military academy or in the army, he had also participated in several long-distance rapid marches, who was afraid of whom! Adjust his breathing at the moment, take a long step, grit his teeth and follow behind Lao Zhu.

Lao Zhu is over half a hundred years old, and he is carrying thirty pounds of things on his back, and his pace slowed down after noon, and he turned his head to look at Ma Du, who had been following him, "I actually followed very closely, and I didn't squeak and thought you were left behind." ”

"Wechen has his own way to keep up with His Majesty." Ma Du looked up at the sky, the bright sun was shining, "It's hot, Your Majesty should stop and rest, if you really suffer from heat stroke, Weichen can't save you." ”

"You know what, when you're in a hurry, you're most afraid of resting, and as long as you stop, you'll open your legs." Lao Zhu wiped the beads of sweat from his forehead, "Bring me another pot of chilled sour plum soup." ”

Maoshan is located more than a hundred miles southeast of Yingtian, and such a long road Madu did not plan to walk in one day, who would have thought that Lao Zhu would really be on it. He has been pampered for many years, he has carried thirty pounds of things on his back, starting from Mao Shi and arriving in Shen Shi, walking more than 100 miles in six or seven hours, many Jinyi guards have fallen behind, but he is getting more and more energetic.

Looking at the lush mountains at sunset, Ma Du sat on the ground, "It's finally here!" ”

Lao Zhu took a long breath and reached out to pick up Ma Du's collar, "I haven't entered the mountain yet, so it's not okay?" ”

"Weichen is really not good, Your Majesty is just whipping me with a cane, it's not that I won't leave!"

"It's useless! If he doesn't go, let's go! Without the cool day, Lao Zhu became more and more relaxed, Ma Du hurriedly beckoned Zhang Wuliu to lead the horse over, and the leper dog seemed to lie on the back of the horse and followed Lao Zhu into the mountain.

To be precise, Maoshan is not a mountain, but a hill of dozens of square kilometers, Ma Du followed his grandfather in later generations, not to burn incense and worship God, but to visit the New Fourth Army Memorial Hall here, because it was a famous anti-Japanese base here.

Now there is no wide road for tour buses to go straight to the scenic spot, only a narrow road that can barely pass through the cars. The strange rocks and strange stones in the mountains can be seen everywhere, the gurgling clear springs crisscross and crisscross, the green trees cover the mountains and the green bamboos are luxuriant, the peaks and peaks are stacked and the mist is shrouded, and it is really a fairyland on earth under the sunset.

Lao Zhu bowed a handful of clear spring and put it to his mouth and drank it clean, took the handkerchief that Yuansheng had soaked in water, wiped it on his face, and sighed in the cool breeze of Xi Xi: "It is worthy of being the first blessed land, the eighth cave heaven, it is really a good place with pleasant scenery!" ”

"The slave also thinks that this place is good, this place is not far from Yingtian, and His Majesty should build a palace here to escape the summer."

"How can I have that idle thought, besides, it's not that there is no place to live on this mountain, so I can live if I like it, why spend that unjust money, don't spend it casually in the future." Lao Zhu handed over the burden on his back to Yuansheng, shook his arm and walked forward with his hands behind his back.

Lao Zhu said that the residence naturally refers to the Taoist temple in the mountain, Maoshan is a famous Taoist mountain, the history of Taoism can be traced back to the Qin and Han dynasties, to the Tang Dynasty Li family is to recognize Lao Tzu as an ancestor, Taoism has developed a small peak, Maoshan is the peak of incense has "three palaces, five views, seventy-two Mao'an" said.

However, to say that the largest scale is the top palace on the Da Mao Peak, dedicated to the Da Mao Zhenjun Mao Ying, the emperor of the Yuan Dynasty had ordered to repair and expand, and gave the name "Esheng Hu Guan".

The mountain road is getting narrower and narrower, and everyone goes up the stone steps, even if it is late, they also meet a lot of pilgrims who come down the mountain, which shows that the incense in the view is vigorous. When everyone arrived at the mountain gate, it was nightfall, and they vaguely saw a building with blue tiles and red walls standing on the top of the mountain, but unfortunately the mountain gate was closed.

Jin Yiwei immediately stepped forward to knock the door, but Lao Zhu reprimanded: "Don't be arrogant in the place where the monks cultivate!" ”

Only then did everyone remember that Lao Zhu was the reincarnation of Emperor Ziwei, and it was indeed inappropriate to bully his disciples in front of him.

Soon, two young Taoist priests opened the door with torches, and the scene outside the door was probably startled to them, and they hurriedly closed the door.

Although the Ming Dynasty did not have the rule that ten families used a kitchen knife, not everyone could carry weapons around the world, Ma Du and they were interrogated by Minzhuang several times along the way, and it is estimated that the two young Taoist priests thought they had encountered bandits.

Han Cheng immediately blocked the door, and the two little Taoist priests said nervously: "You good believers are getting late at this time, if you want to ask for incense, please come back tomorrow." ”

"We are the guards of the Marquis of Jiangning, not the villains, I am playing in the mountains today, but I don't realize that it is getting late, and I want to spend a night in the precious land."

Ma Du took out his waist card and hurriedly handed it over, the young Taoist priest took it and looked at it and handed it back, it is estimated that it is a letter, after all, no one will be idle and have nothing to pretend to be a prince, and hundreds of knives and knives can not be made up by any cat or dog.

"Xiaodao is rude, please wait a while, go and tell the abbot here!" A young Taoist priest hurried away after speaking. The title of presiding was first used by Taoism, and later began to be used by monks.

Not long after an old Taoist held a torch and led the crowd out, Ma Du stepped forward to meet the cover of Lao Zhu, the old Tao naturally galloped to Ma Du, to Ma Du and said happily: "Poor Dao yesterday divination knew that there was a noble person visiting today, just now I thought it was a wrong divination, and I heard that the disciple came to report that it was the same master to drive to the very happy." Immeasurable blessings, immeasurable longevity, immeasurable views! ”