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Li Bai has a poem, 'the white emperor of the court, between the clouds, thousands of miles of Jiangling in one day', and the words go down the river heartily. This is the extreme speed that human beings can experience in this era.

Chen Ke stood at the bow of the boat, looking at the magnificent scenery passing in front of him, only to see the black mountain wall coming. The river boat rushed towards the mountain wall at a rapid pace, as if it was about to crash into it, and he couldn't help but close his eyes. But when he opened his eyes again, he had already left that section of the mountain wall behind him and threw himself on the other side of the mountain wall.

This kind of exciting experience has never been experienced in his life, and the ape in the high place let out a long howl, and he also roared with it. Song Duanping also made a whistling sound, and the sound spread to the cliff, which caused the apes to respond, and the sound was endless.

The airsick passengers on the ship looked sideways, and couldn't help but be amazed by the vigorous vitality of the two young men. Hearing people's admiration, the boat boss laughed and said: "The current heroes are not called heroes, but when they arrive in Qutang Gorge and enter the Hunan Weidui, they can still be called really heroes if they can do this." "The relationship has not yet reached the real Three Gorges......

As the boat boss said, the real thrill starts from Zhaitang Gorge. Before entering the gorge, the boss of the boat solemnly instructed everyone not to make any noise after entering the gorge, let alone to disrespect the gods. Then he put wine and pig's head on the bow of the boat, burned incense and prayed sincerely, and then got up and sailed into the canyon.

As soon as you enter Qutang Gorge, you will see a number of huge reefs looming in the river. These boulders are called 'Hunan Weidui', because the stormy waves hit the huge rocks, and the water splashes scattered, like the clouds and mist temples on the head of a beautiful woman. These strange rocks, whose names are reverie, have created some terrible whirlpools. The speed of the boat was carried by the rapids. The waves are turbulent, and if you are not careful, you will hit a boulder, the ship will be shattered, and there will be no reason to survive.

The life and death of the whole boat are in the hands of the boss of the boat, and he uses extremely high skills and rich experience to make the boat pass through Qutang Gorge without danger, and soon enter Wuxia again. Wu Gorge is 100 miles long, the high mountains on both sides are endless, and the heavy cliffs and cliffs sandwich out a turbulent waterway. The boat sailed on the river, and when I looked up, I could only see the winding blue sky. If it weren't for noon, even if the sky was blue, the sun would never be visible.

The danger of Wuxia lies in the clouds and mist, the thick water vapor that does not disperse all the year round, like rain and fog, like glue and paint, and the Chu people who are romantic by nature have created an ambiguous word 'Wushan **' for it, but it has seriously blocked the sight of the boat boss and brought great danger to the boat.

At this time, Chen Ke's face did not change, but when he walked to a place called 'Renxian Urn'...... There is a particularly large round stone in the middle of the waterway, occupying eighty percent of the width. As a result, the waterways are narrowed and the currents are extremely rapid. When the ship is forced to pass here, it must turn sharply, and the hull of the ship is thrown by the blow, like a dry leaf, struggling in the whirlpool, and may turn to the bottom of the water at any time, making the boat full of people become 'fresh' in the river.

Chen Ke only felt dizzy and ringing in his ears, clutching the bulkhead tightly, and the sky was spinning for a while, not knowing how the ship passed. When the turbulence slowed down, and the cabin was full of vomit, he rushed out of the cabin, holding on to the side of the boat and vomiting.

Out of Wuxia, soon arrived at Zigui, now it is just a small village, which makes it impossible to connect it with the ancestors, Qu Yuan, Wang Zhaojun, and Meng Haoran. Further down from Zigui is shrimp and toad cultivation. Not far from the shrimp and toad pei, the eyes suddenly opened up, the river gradually slowed down, and the suffocating Tianwei anger was finally left behind.

I only listen to the fishing songs singing late, but I see the sand gulls soaring, and the smoke of the village houses in the distance.

Looking at the beautiful scenery on the river in front of them, the people on the boat knew that this trip to the Three Gorges had finally come down alive. Regardless of whether they know each other or not, everyone has a sense of intimacy after experiencing the catastrophe together. They rewarded the boat boss and his disciples with wine and money, and also toasted each other to celebrate their return to the earth.

Looking back on the course of this day, Chen Ke really felt like a nightmare. He finally knew why Shuzhong had always been able to stand alone in the chaos of the world...... Because it's scary to go in and out.

Calming down, he chewed two slices of Sichuan ginger, and gave a few slices to Goro, who was seasick, and then walked to the stern of the boat and handed a few slices to the little monk Xuanyu.

"Amitabha, thank you Chen Tanyue." Xuanyu was still meditating, but he was also seasick, his face was pale, and he didn't eat a mouthful, but he still refused: "The little monk is not hungry." ”

"This is the best Sichuan ginger slices." Chen Ke smiled: "Buddhists can't help but eat ginger." ”

"Amitabha! Ginger is not one of the 'five meats', and it is the best quality of Zen health. Xuanyu said very seriously: "It's just that the little monk takes twelve oaths and doesn't eat at noon." ”

Thanks to Chen Ke's knowledge in recent years, he would have to be confused. He remembered that the ascetics had twelve vows, such as 'but sit and not lie down', 'but three clothes', 'live in the grave' and so on. It's just that in this era, most of the heads of Yunyou are wine and meat monks, and it is very rare to take the precepts seriously like a little monk.

It is precisely because of this that Wang Fangcai had nothing to do, so he had to push the arduous task of 'returning the little monk to the vulgar' to Chen Ke. I saw him smile slightly, and handed out the two pieces of ginger and said, "This is a medicine for seasickness, and you can meditate after taking it...... The precepts didn't say, you are not allowed to take medicine after noon, right? ”

"That's not ......" Xuanyu was still too simple, and took it with both hands and said, "Thank you Chen Tanyue." ”

"Can you change your name?" Chen Ke smiled bitterly: "Your Sichuan accent is so heavy, 'Tan Yue' sounds similar to 'spittoon', I don't have to do it, I'm just afraid that people outside Sichuan will beat you when they hear it." ”

"Amitabha!" Xuanyu pronounced a Buddha horn and said: "What about Chen Tanyue's opinion? ”

"Is this ......" Chen Ke thought about it very seriously, and said: "That's it, in the future, you call the man 'brother' and the woman 'sister'." ”

"Amitabha," Xuanyu said, "Just according to my brother's idea, thank you for my brother's guidance......"

"It's easy to say...... it's easy to say" Chen Ke stuffed a packet of Sichuan ginger slices into his hand, forced a smile and turned away.

The little monk Xuanyu picked up a piece of ginger, tasted a piece, and suddenly felt that the taste was pure sweet and fragrant, slightly spicy, and said that this medicine tastes really good......

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On the morning of the next day, the boat arrived at the end of the trip, Baling City, Yuezhou. Yes, it is the Baling County that leads to Wuxia in the north, Xiaoxiang in the South Pole, and the people who move to the guest house.

And the legendary Yueyang Tower is the west gate of Baling City - the Water City Gate. The ship is still far away from the wharf, and you can clearly see this three-storey building, with green tile walls and the top of the cornice tower.

At this time, it has been eight years since Teng Zijing rebuilt Yueyang Tower. Eight years have passed, the famous building is still the same, but Teng Taishou died of illness in Suzhou.

Chen Ke and the others saw from a distance that the upstairs of Yueyang was plain white, and when they got closer, they saw that it was a banner and a white flag, and they heard bursts of mourning and devastation. When the ship docked at the dock, he heard a shocking cry in front of Yueyang Tower.

As soon as the boat stopped, Song Duanping jumped onto the dock, grabbed a man with a white cloth around his waist and said, "Offended, could it be that a big official has died?" ”

"That's not us Baling." The man shook his head and said, "His old man hasn't even been to Baling......"

"That's?"

"It's Fan Gong......" The man said and sighed: "Look at you like this, it should be from Sichuan, no wonder, the news there is blocked, and I don't know that Fan Gong died last month." ”

"Ah......" Song Duanping was taken aback and said, "It's impossible." ”

"How is it impossible, the imperial court has already set a name." The man burst into tears as he spoke: "Today is the public memorial meeting presided over by our Yuezhou gentry, you should also go and worship." ”

Song Duanping let go of his hand and looked back at Chen Ke who was surprised: "How could he have died?" ”

"Amitabha Buddha ......" Xuanyu put his palms together.

"Let's go check it out." Chen Ke's mood suddenly became heavy.

When the group came to the downstairs of Yueyang, they were stunned by the scene of thousands of people crying in the square. I saw that both the old gentry and the common people knelt in front of the altar and wept bitterly, like mourning...... The crying was earth-shattering and heart-wrenching, even decades later, Chen Ke still clearly remembers this heart-shaking scene.

He hadn't seen the scene of thousands of people crying, but it was crying for the emperor, and it was a fake cry under the pressure of power. But now it is not the emperor who is dead, nor the reigning minister, but a degraded official who has been guarding everywhere for nearly ten years. These common gentry, it's just a pretense of mourning, there is no reason to cry so much......

Chen Ke looked at this scene in a daze, his eyes crossed the crying crowd, and cast on the couplet in front of the door of Yueyang Tower, only to see the two lines of strong and powerful characters:

"The worries of the world first, the joy of the world after the joys"!

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In May of the fourth year of Emperor You's reign of the Great Song Dynasty, Fan Zhongyan died, dying on the way to Yingzhou. Before his death, he had become a god in the hearts of the people of the Great Song Dynasty, a compassionate bodhisattva who saved the suffering and the suffering. After his death, the official family was sad, the whole country wept, and the glory was exhausted, and he was respected as the first person in three hundred years, the first sage of this dynasty!

However, why did such a sage of the time continue to belittle, degrade, and degrade in the last eight years of his life...... What about being left out of the stage that originally belonged to him?

This is what Chen Ke can't figure out at present......

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It's a pity that Fan Gong can't be saved, because firstly, the old man is indeed overworked and terminally ill, and secondly, Fan Gong's political life ended as early as eight years ago, and the specific reasons will be discussed later......