Chapter 74: Xiaojue Temple
The next day is already the seventh day of the lunar month, and the snow in the sky is a little lighter, but it is still fluttering!
Li Zheng called a dozen or so big men from the village, borrowed a sturdy sedan chair, and let people carry them down from the bald mountain in shifts, and then walked along the official road to Xiaojue Temple. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info
Liu Yuanshan had nothing to do left and right, so he was with Lizheng, and he also wanted to see the scenery of this Xiaojue Temple. And tomorrow is the Laba temple fair, which is estimated to be very lively.
In addition to Liu Yuanshan, Wang Xiucai was also entourage. He didn't want to go, but Li Zheng said that he was a scholar, and he could help say a few words in Xiaojue Temple when the time came, but he couldn't resist Li Zheng's sincere invitation, so Wang Xiucai had to accompany him.
The mountains and fields are lonely, as far as the eye can see, the whole world is covered with a layer of white, the original post road has been flooded by heavy snow, and its location can only be recognized from the two rows of dead trees on both sides of the road. A few tufts of shaggy dead grass swayed in the wind, as if they had grown out of the snow.
Liu Yuanshan wore a pair of leather boots at his feet, and he had a hard time walking in the snow with short legs and short feet, stepping out of a deep pit with each foot, and creaking when he walked, the sound seemed to freeze people's hearts.
If it weren't for the fact that the entire continent was now in the Xiaoice River period, Liu Yuanshan would have doubted whether he had arrived in the legendary Xiangyang Mansion.
More than a dozen men carrying a sedan chair is not much effort, a few people rotated, and in less than half a day, they arrived at Gushan Town from the place where Liujia Village is located, about ten o'clock in the morning, Li Zheng asked people to buy a few mixed noodles and steamed buns in the town, and everyone was full.
The people in the village are not particular about these, so they can just eat their fills with pickles, and after eating, they do not continue to stay in the backing town, but go on the road again.
The road was changed from north to south to east to west, and the road was rough and difficult, and the speed was much lower than before. There are fewer and fewer flat ground along the way, and the mountains are always pressed overhead, and there is an indescribable depression in the snowy and gloomy weather.
Along the way, there were few people talking, until about two o'clock in the afternoon, and finally arrived at the foot of Guangfu Mountain, where Xiaojue Temple is located. At this time, although it was snowing, there were more people coming from all directions, most of them small businessmen who were carrying flat shoulders and walking together, needless to say, they also knew that they were coming for tomorrow's temple fair.
Guangfu Mountain is not high, and quite fat, there are more than 300 steps, the top is a wide square, behind the square is the small jue temple that occupies a large area, at this time the incense is in full bloom, not only the ordinary people often come to burn incense to worship the Buddha and ask for a man to seek marriage, even the official family often comes to visit and travel.
"Let's go, it's not easy to go up the mountain, let's do some more effort!" Li Zheng smoked dry smoke at the bottom of the mountain for a while, let everyone rest for a while, and then raised his hand to direct everyone to go up the mountain.
More than a dozen men all went into battle, each carrying a corner of the sedan chair, and used all their strength to climb the stairs. attracted the attention of the passers-by next to him.
Sitting in a sedan chair up the mountain is such an act of killing people in a pit, except for those princes and officials, I am afraid that not many people will do it.
I went up to the top of the mountain before dark, at this time the wind and snow had stopped, the clouds in the sky were swept away, and a crumbling red sunset appeared in the west.
A slightly sunken half-moon also faintly emerged from the canopy, arcing in the direction of the setting sun, its shape less than a semicircle, looming.
Although it was not yet dark, two earthy yellow lanterns at the entrance of the temple had been lit, and the snow outside the door had been swept away, revealing the wet bluestone floor. Looking into the temple from the door, through a low old wall, the sloped hilltop of the inner hall is far away, reflecting the sunset and emitting a little golden shimmer, which is more eye-catching and clear under the clear sky.
"It's here, everyone take a breath first!" Li Zheng patted the snow chips on the corners of his pants with a dry tobacco pipe and said to everyone.
Taking advantage of the rest, Liu Yuanshan looked at the square outside Xiaojue Temple, and found that the open space on the top of the mountain was still quite large, not only were there already various hawkers shouting, but many people had already drawn the boundary and occupied a good position.
Of course, in addition to the hawkers, there are many rows of buildings on both sides of the square, including inns and restaurants that are open, as well as small grocery stores selling incense and other items.
"Is the incense of this Xiaojue Temple so vigorous? Is there a restaurant here? Liu Yuanshan was also drunk.
"yes!" Wang Xiucai smiled faintly, stretched out his hand to rub the fan he was carrying, and suddenly felt that it was a little inappropriate to take out the fan in this weather, so he took it back again, and said softly: "You don't know, in the entire Xiangyang Mansion, how many people want to take the first incense, especially on the first and fifteenth days of the new year, more." ”
I'll go!
Liu Yuanshan said secretly, it turns out that it is not only modern society, but also the first incense stick in the ancient Ming Dynasty, it seems that this Xiangyang Zhu Yiming came to the temple to worship the Buddha is mostly fake, and it is true to ask for the first incense.
"You guessed it right!" Wang Xiucai seemed to know what Liu Yuanshan was thinking, and said softly: "Not only Laba, but also the first incense stick on the first day of the New Year, which is also the prince's, but his old man usually does not come during the New Year, and will only be done by his children." ”
"How many monks do you guess there are in this Xiaojue Temple?" Wang Xiucai pointed to Xiaojue Temple and asked mysteriously.
"Fifty?"
Looking at Wang Xiucai's smiling appearance, Liu Yuanshan guessed again: "Eighty? ”
"Hey, three hundred!"
"I'm the next Ao!" Three hundred monks, this is a lineup of two reinforced companies.
"Surprise!" Wang Xiucai looked like a young man in the second middle school and said: "It is said that every day, a team of people go down the mountain to buy food and vegetables!" ”
At this time, Li Zheng finished smoking his dry tobacco pouch and urged everyone to enter the monastery.
Everyone lifted the sedan chair and walked towards the gate of Xiaojue Temple.
Under the bright lantern, there was a young novice who looked to be in his early twenties, standing on the side of the gate, watching everyone's sedan chair, hurriedly stepped forward to stop it, and asked, "What are you doing?" There are distinguished guests in the temple today, and if you want to offer incense, you should wait until the day after tomorrow. ”
Li was about to argue, but his son Liu Xiangyang next to him ran out with a smile, stretched out his hand and shook the dozens of copper plates in his hand, and then handed them to the door seemingly secretly, and said: "Be accommodating, let's find the master of the miscellaneous affairs institute to discuss important matters." ”
"Oh......" The man got the benefit, and his attitude before and after seemed to be a different person, and he said with a smile: "It turns out that a few people are here to find Uncle Duku, since there is something important, then wait a while, I will come when I go." ”
After speaking, he ran into the temple to deliver the message.