Chapter 413 Dialects

"Me?" I laughed and said, "Ling'er, of course I can."

"Brother, why can you?"

I smiled and said: "Ling'er, because your brother and I have no private interests, people in the world have so-called public and private, but for me, there is no difference, and naturally there is no such thing as using power for personal gain." ”

Fang Ling thought for a moment and said, "Brother, it sounds very reasonable. ”

Although Fang Ling knew my identity as the emperor, he didn't show any signs of alienation with me, the emperor, maybe after the amnesia, the feudal idea of respecting the king was also lost, plus my laissez-faire and favor for Fang Ling, the people around me also accepted Fang Ling's advanced way of expression.

More or less, from Fang Ling, I seemed to feel the bits and pieces of Lingshan again.

As I approached the north shore of Nishihoku, I proposed, "Let's go to Engfukuji Temple." ”

"Yanfukuji? Lian Zhen monk? All right. "Although Fang Ling can't remember going to Yanfu Temple, he heard me mention it, so he knows that there is a monk named Lian Zhen in Yanfu Temple, who is a doctor and a good looker.

Zhang Quanyi is still not very familiar with Lin'an, and he has no opinion on where to go to Qingqing.

As soon as he landed on the shore, Yuan Jian, who had excellent eyesight, pointed to a pavilion not far in front of him and said, "Childe, look, it's Ouyang Jianqing and Mr. Jerry." ”

Ouyang Jianqing did not travel with the Eastern Expeditionary Army this time, but stayed in Lin'an and was responsible for the recruitment of new recruits for the Navy.

"Hehe, it's them." I walked slowly forward and came to the pavilion and said, "Mr. Jerry, why do you have time to play here today?" ”

Jerry and Ouyang Jianqing, who were facing away from us, turned around, and when they saw that it was us, they were stunned for a moment, and hurriedly stepped forward and saluted: "Subordinate Jerry, subordinate Ouyang Jianqing has seen Prince Huyan." ”

I waved my hand and said, "Feel free." ”

Jerry. Polo said happily: "Gongzi Huyan, I'm so happy to see you here, in the words of your Song people, it is 'where you don't meet in life'." ”

"Well, Mr. Jerry, that's a good point. In the past two years, your Da Song dialect is completely qualified. ”

Ouyang Jianqing said: "Prince Huyan, Mr. Jerry is about to return to his hometown, so his subordinates specially accompanied Mr. to West Lake to have a look." ”

I nodded and said, "Yes, in a few days, the big ship will make its maiden voyage, Mr. Jerry, you can finally go home to visit your family." ”

Jerry said excitedly: "Exactly, Gongzi Huyan, my subordinates thank you and Ouyang Jianqing very much for helping me, this time I go back, my subordinates will definitely find more talents that Gongzi likes to come to Lin'an." ”

"Okay, Mr. Jerry, we're going to Yanfuji Temple on the mountain, why don't we go together?"

"Yes, Childe."

Fang Lingle said: "Mr. Jerry, although you can understand Chinese, your tone is weird. ”

In the ears of Chinese, the tone of Westerners speaking Chinese is quite strange, this phenomenon has not changed since ancient times, until later generations, and later generations have found that there are two main reasons, one is that many Western languages have only two tones, while Chinese pronunciation has four tones; There is also the difference in pronunciation parts, most Western languages start to pronounce at the small tongue, that is, the often said back pronunciation, and when speaking Chinese, it is used to front pronunciation.

For example, when Ouyang Jianqing says "subordinate", the genus is the third tone, while Jerry says "subordinate" when he says "subordinate".

Jerry. Polo smiled: "Miss Fang, Prince Huyan, you Han people have many dialects, and what I said can be regarded as one of them." ”

"You can say that, Mr. Jerry, do you know why you always speak Chinese differently than we do?"

Jerry shook his head and said, "Childe, my subordinates don't know." ”

I told Jerry the two reasons I knew, which were very common in later life. Polo nodded frequently and praised: "Huyan Gongzi, I didn't expect you to even know this, God, what a god." ”

"Mr. Jerry, my dynasty has a vast territory and many nationalities, so naturally there will be many dialects, just speaking of our Han people, there are no less than 100 dialects, for example, Ouyang Jianqing's hometown dialect belongs to the Chinese dialect of Sichuan, Ling'er speaks the Jiangnan dialect, although what I speak is Lin'an dialect, it belongs to the official dialect of Lin'an, with the flavor of the northern language, and the local language of Lin'an is different. Some of these languages vary so much that it is difficult for unfamiliar people to understand them, and in remote villages, even if they are just separated by a mountain, people in both villages are very likely to not understand what the other is saying. ”

Jerry said: "The Great Song Dynasty is vast, far more than the subordinate hometown, no wonder in the Tang Dynasty, this land was respected as the Celestial Empire." ”

"Mr. Jerry, the Tang Dynasty was strong, and all the surrounding ethnic groups came to pay tribute. In the near future, our Great Song Dynasty is bound to do the same, and not only the surrounding peoples of our Dynasty, I will let the whole world know that in the East, there is a powerful and wealthy country called the Great Song Dynasty. ”

"Yes, yes." Jerry praised, "Childe, are your subordinates considered to be the people of the Great Song Dynasty?" ”

"The Great Song Dynasty welcomes people from all over the world to come here, and those who agree with the civilization and laws of our dynasty can settle in our dynasty. Mr. Jerry, you are a friend of my dynasty, and you are even more meritorious to my dynasty, if you want, you can apply for the official household registration of the Great Song Dynasty at any time. ”

"Okay, son, when my subordinates come back from visiting relatives, I will officially apply for the nationality of the Great Song Dynasty."

I laughed and said, "Welcome." ”

When approaching Eifukuji Temple, I put on a mask. Afterwards, we crossed a tree-lined path, and a group of seven people walked straight to the temple gate.

"Brother, although Yanfu Temple is not big, I didn't expect the incense here to be so strong, it seems that it will not be lower than Lingyin Temple." Fang Ling looked at the bustling crowd in front of the door.

"Well, since the chain true monk has been practicing medicine here, as long as he is in the temple, there will be many people who come to him to ask him to diagnose the pulse, this chain of true medical skills is good, and does not charge a penny, so it is very much loved by the surrounding people."

"It seems that Master Lianzhen is also compassionate, and it is the same as the charity of our Red Cross."

There is a long queue on the left side of the main hall of Yanfukuji Temple, and according to preliminary estimates, there are about 20 people, all of whom seem to be surrounding people. There was also a small novice on one side of the crowd to maintain order, asking everyone to line up and see a doctor one by one.

Following Fang Ling, we first came to the main hall and worshiped the three statues of Shakyamuni Buddha enshrined in it. After a casual look at the other halls, he returned to the left side of the main hall.

"A few donors, please line up." Seeing that we were numerous, the novice mistook us for a doctor.

Fang Ling said: "Little master, we are not here to see a doctor. ”

"Really? Ladies and gentlemen, please go elsewhere, the master has just returned, and in the past few days, there have been many people who have come here to seek medical treatment, and this place is small, so as not to affect the people who see the doctor. ”

Fang Ling smiled and said: "Little master, don't get in the way, we came here last year to find Master Lianzhen, and we happened to pass by here today, so I came to visit by the way, I don't want the master to be so busy." By the way, little master, are the people who come here to see a doctor all the nearby villagers? ”

"Not necessarily, last year it was mainly from the surrounding villagers, but since this year, many people have come from Lin'an City. You see, the benefactor surnamed Chen, who was in front of the line with a child, was a merchant from Lin'an City, and it was said that he was still from Sichuan. ”

"Kawanaka?" I subconsciously followed Xiao Shami's gesture, and sure enough, I saw the middle-aged man surnamed Chen with a child. I suddenly asked, "Little master, does Master Lianzhen not only treat people, but also give people a look?" ”

Xiao Shami showed a hint of helplessness and said: "The master hasn't shown people for a long time, and now there are too many people to see a doctor, how can I have time." However, having said that, we all like to watch the master look at people, which is like now, only to see people, and we can't understand this disease and that disease, it's just boring. ”

Fang Lingdao: "Compared with looking at the appearance, curing diseases and saving people is a more good deed, and it is this kind of good deed that the monks cultivate, your little master can learn medical skills from Master Lianzhen, won't it be boring?" ”

"Donor, you don't know anything." Xiao Shami also seemed to be a man of many words, and said, "The master is only a monk in this temple, and five or six times out of ten are not there in a year, and even here, he is always treating people's diseases, or presiding over with us, how can he have time to teach us." Xiao Shami sighed and said, "Ladies and gentlemen, why don't you go to the side room to rest, and after the master has seen the doctor, I will ask the master to meet with you." ”

"Hehe, no need, little master, you're busy with yours, we'll come back another day."

"That's fine, donors, please walk slowly."

As we turned to leave, we heard a loud voice from where Lianzhen was sitting.

"Thank you Master Lian Zhen, my little doll's illness is basically cured. Doll, come, kowtow to Master Lianzhen. ”

Fang Ling said: "This person has such a loud voice, Ouyang Jianqing, is he talking about your Sichuan dialect?" ”

Ouyang Jianqing nodded, and was about to answer, but heard Yang Lian Zhenjia say in the same dialect: "Mr. Chen, don't be polite, a poor monk is a monk, so he should naturally accumulate virtue and do good, this is the daily homework of a poor monk." ”

After speaking, Yang Lian Zhenjia handed a prescription to the merchant surnamed Chen, and then said, "Mr. Chen, according to this prescription, take it for two more days, give the doll more water, and it will be completely fine in two days." ”

"Okay, okay, Master Lianzhen is really the reincarnation of Medicine Master Bodhisattva, thank you again." The person surnamed Chen folded his hands and said, "Master, then we will go first." ”

"Well, go slowly, there are other guests here from the poor monk, so I won't be far away."

"Want, get."

Although Yang Lian Zhenjia's voice was not loud, it was clear to us, especially Yuan Jian, Fang Ling, Ouyang Jianqing and others who heard it word for word.