Chapter 10 is hateful and lamentable

"Any questions?" I asked, puzzled.

Yuan Jian took two steps forward and whispered: "Childe, in the past hundred years, no one from the royal family has entered the Yuewang Temple. ”

"I see, I forgot, but there is always a beginning to everything. Let's go, go inside. After speaking, I took the lead towards Yuewang Temple.

Since Song Xiaozong rehabilitated Yue Fei Zhaoxue, almost every generation of emperors will posthumously seal it, the first emperor Li Zong posthumously presented Yue Fei as a loyal martial artist, Taishi, and later changed to Zhongwen, but no emperor went to Yue Wang Temple to worship Yue Wumu, over time it seems to have formed a convention, even the people are very clear about this.

Yuewang Temple is located in the northwest corner of the West Lake, and was built in the 14th year of Jiading in the Southern Song Dynasty, that is, in 1221. After Yue Fei was killed, the jailer Kui Shun risked his life and quietly carried Yue Fei's body on his back on a dim night, crossed the city wall, and hastily buried Yue Fei's body next to the Jiuqu Cong Temple at the foot of the North Mountain. Twenty-one years later, Song Xiaozong ordered Yue Fei to Zhaoxue, and offered a high price of 500 yuan to seek Yue Fei's body, and buried it under the Qixia Ridge with a grand ceremony, and built this Yue Wang Temple in front of Yue Fei's tomb in the Jiading period. Although it has been renovated many times in later generations, it has basically retained its original appearance.

When I was a child, I watched Yue Fei's biography many times, and I admired this anti-gold hero very much.

Turn left from the fork and you will see this famous Yuewang Temple not far away.

The head gate is a two-storey heavy eaves building, majestic and solemn, and the three-character vertical plaque of "Yuewang Temple" is hung in the middle.

Entering the gate, I saw a courtyard courtyard, in the middle is a bluestone paved road, about 20 meters long, on both sides of the ancient trees towering to the sky, solemn and solemn. The front is opposite the main hall of the Yuewang Temple, the martyr's shrine, there is a horizontal plaque of "heart Zhaotian" hanging in the middle of the heavy eaves, these four big characters of the later generations are written by Marshal Ye Jianying himself after reconstruction. In the middle of the main hall is the colorful statue of Yue Fei's whole body, nearly five meters high, wearing a purple python robe, the arm is exposed to gold armor, it looks majestic, the righteousness is still, the horizontal plaque above the statue is the grass body of Marshal Yue, "return my rivers and mountains" these four are also very famous gilt characters in later generations.

I stood quietly in front of the statue of Yue Fei, next to Yuan Jian led Lan Yu and Shen Mo to light three incense sticks, and kowtowed respectfully three times, Xiao Qi, who grew up in the palace, did not know Yue Fei so well, which also reflected that Yue Fei's influence among the people was far greater than that of the court.

"Zhuang is hungry for Hulu meat, laughing and thirsty for Hun blood. Return my rivers and mountains, I will definitely do it, Marshal Yue will rest in peace, and when the king of the king is in the north of the Central Plains, I should come to sacrifice again. I said silently in my heart.

"Respectable, lamentable." After I had said these four words, I left the main hall.

Passing through the main hall, turning left and passing through a corridor, you will come to Yue Fei's tomb. The most attractive part in front of the tomb is the statue of Qin Hui, Qin Hui and Wang tied their hands behind their backs, kneeling on the ground, as if they were confessing to Yue Fei.

I glanced at it, shook my head and sighed in a low voice, "Hateful, sorry." ”

As soon as I finished speaking, I heard a crisp voice behind me say: "Ask this son, hateful can understand, why is this lamentable?" "I looked back and was stunned. Is it Rhombophil? It's too similar, could it be that she also crossed? My mind suddenly became very confused, staring stupidly at the girl in white who was speaking, basically lost my soul.

The girl in white frowned, and said with some anger: "This girl asked you something, but you looked so directly, it seems a bit too much." ”

I fixed my mind on the downfall, and said with a sad expression: "The girl is very much like an old friend of mine, please forgive me for the rudeness." Qin Hui framed Zhongliang and caused Marshal Yue to die unjustly in Fengbo Pavilion, which is hateful, as for this, is it a pity......"

When the girl in white saw me apologize, her face turned a little pale, but she said with a look of disdain between her eyebrows: "What is there to sigh about the great evil? ”

Not only the girl in white was like this, but even the eyes of Yuan Jian and the others also showed the same opinion.

I said, "Girl, do you think it's Qin Hui or Emperor Gaozong?" ”

"This still needs to be asked, of course it is the emperor."

I smiled and didn't continue.

Yuan Jian next to him seemed to have an understanding, and hurriedly stepped forward and said, "Son, it's not too early, it's time to go." ”

"Girl, take your leave." As I was leaving, I heard the girl in white muttering to herself, "Is this the answer?" ”

Tongle Building is the largest restaurant by the lake, and it is said that the name of this restaurant was taken by Su Shi, a great writer during the Northern Song Dynasty.

When Su Dongpo was in Lin'an Zhizhou, he invited his friend Huang Tingjian to a banquet here, just when the restaurant had just opened, the owner Xiao Guan loved Su Shi's poems very much, so he asked him to name the restaurant. Dongpo was pleased, then named Tongle, Huang Tingjian personally wrote three big characters of Tongle Building, and now the handwriting on the horizontal plaque in front of the door is the true handwriting of Huang Tingjian.

The signature dish of this restaurant, Dongpo meat, was also passed down by Su Dongpo at that time, and has always been regarded as the only authentic Dongpo meat by the people of Lin'an. Prince Zhao Yu and Xiao Qi had eaten here when they sneaked out before, and their impressions were not bad.

Tongle Lou business has been very good, when we arrived to see that the private room was full, so we randomly picked a table by the window on the second floor and sat down, there is no Internet and photos these years, so no one knows me, not to mention Yuan Thorn and other masters, I don't have to worry about my safety at all.

Although the food here is exquisite, it is still not as good as the imperial kitchen in the palace, and it cannot be compared with later generations.

The cuisines of this era are sweet, sour, bitter, spicy and salty, but the umami is insufficient, by the way, it is a lack of MSG. Since I crossed, I haven't had any appetite, firstly, because of the rhombus, and secondly, maybe because I used to eat MSG. When I go back, I have to think about whether this MSG can be developed in this era, and if it can be successful, it will be a big deal. Gunpowder and guns have to be done, and this can make money must also be done, and in the end the war is fought to compare who has money, if I have much more money than Kublai Khan, then who is afraid of whom, with money can crush these people on horseback to death.

We were eating, chatting at the same time, Yuan Thorn's experience in the rivers and lakes is quite rich, when he was young, he had traveled all over the world, Dajin, Xixia, Dali, Mongolia, etc., and he had an understanding of all walks of life, and he casually told us an experience to let us listen to it with relish.

Looking out the window, it was already the first light of the lanterns.

On early winter nights, there are still a small number of pleasure boats that brave the cold and sail through the lake. The boat is brightly lit, and there are bursts of singing and drinking from time to time.

No matter what the war at the border is, no matter how much the people suffer, this West Lake is always full of sheng songs and dances, just like the Qinhuai River in the last years of the Ming Dynasty, only knowing drunk life and dreaming of death.

At this time, a pleasure boat that is far larger than other ships came, parked in the lake, and the boats that were originally around avoided one after another, and this boat was full of red lanterns, which seemed to be full of joy and style, and seemed to be the owner of this West Lake.

"Why is this big ship so arrogant, and the other ships have avoided it?" I said, looking out the window.

"I don't even know this, can I still be regarded as a Lin'an person?" The crisp voice sounded again, and the girl in white that I met in the Yue Temple suddenly appeared in front of me.