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Yang Yi is very idle, but Xiao Yi is very busy. Yang Yi brought out a lot of people from Beijing this time, but they were scattered to various states and counties to investigate and secretly visit, and all kinds of news would come every day, and these news were sorted out by Xiao Yi before being handed over to Yang Yi for final decision;

Every few days, Yang Yi would give a recital to the court on the facts of the place he had collected, and of course, this recital was also written by Xiao Yi.

In this way, Yang Yi has enough time to take Qing Niang and Adele to enjoy the scenery of various places.

The beautiful scenery of the south of the Yangtze River makes people linger, and it is the bright spring season, Yang Yi decided to stay in Suzhou for two more days, and Qing Niang and Adella were very happy to hear it.

Qing Niang immediately proposed to go to Hanshan Temple, not for anything else, Qing Niang mainly went to Zhang Ji's song "Fengqiao Night Park".

The smoke and rain in the south of the Yangtze River are very distinctive, usually for several days, as fine as fog, as light as smoke, since the hit came to Suzhou, this smoke and rain has not been sunny.

But this will not affect Qing Niang's interest, on the contrary, the different taste of the apricot blossom spring rain in the south of the Yangtze River is more poetic for Qing Niang.

Declined the company of Xia Mingqing, Yang Yi took Qing Niang's Adella to take a light boat again, towards Hanshan Temple, people who have not been to Suzhou, most of them will misunderstand that Hanshan Temple is built on the mountain, in fact, Hanshan Temple is actually located on the canal in the west of Suzhou, not on the mountain.

Hanshan Temple was built in the Liang Dynasty during the Six Dynasties period, and was originally known as "Miaoli Puming Pagoda Courtyard". During the Zhenguan period of the Tang Dynasty, it is said that the famous monk Hanshan and Shide at that time had come here from Tiantai Mountain as the abbot, so it was renamed Hanshan Temple.

Hanshanzi lived in Hanyan, Tangxing County, Tiantai. With birch bark as the crown, cloth fur disadvantages. Or the promenade singing. Or the village villa sings, for people casual and detached. Moreover, he was the first person in China to write poetry in the vernacular.

He likes to use bamboo and wood to write poems on the walls of village villas, and he has written more than 300 poems. It was mostly in the vernacular, and when someone laughed at him, he responded with this poem:

Some people laugh at my poems, and my poems are elegant.

Don't bother Zheng's note, how can you use Mao Gong to explain.

Don't hate to be sparsely populated, just for the lack of friends.

If you take advantage of the palace business, you can't stop the rest of your illness.

When you suddenly meet a clear-eyed person, you will be free from the world.

Of course, his vernacular style poems were promoted in the late Qing Dynasty and early Republic of China. Only when he met a discerning person, he was quite admired, and nowadays, how can literati and writers still look up to his poems. People come to Hanshan Temple to enjoy and play, and most of them come to Zhang Ji's "Fengqiao Night Park".

Since it is to go to Hanshan Temple for "Fengqiao Night Park", Fengqiao must go first, along the way the smoke and rain are drunk, the peach and apricot are fragrant, and there is occasionally a Jiangnan minor tune on the Wupeng boat. The song is as soft as the clear water under the bridge.

Yang Yi and the three of them anchored under the Feng Bridge, and there were many people like them who came to admire it, and there were several boats parked by the bridge, all of which came to pay homage to the monuments.

A young woman in Tokyo wrote a good poem. You can win the car and horse Yingmen immediately, not to mention the thousand-year-old immortal masterpiece "Fengqiao Night Park"? The literary style in Jiangnan is at its peak, and it is normal for literati and writers to come in droves.

Three oil-paper umbrellas. A big white wolf, Yang Yi and the three of them stepped into Hanshan Temple in the rain. The cigarette smoke curling in the temple is this rainy day. There are also a lot of people who come to the incense, and Qing Niang and Adella also entered the Daxiong Treasure Hall to put on a pillar of incense, and then came out to enjoy it.

There are many buildings in the temple, in addition to the Daxiong Treasure Palace, there are also the palace, the Tibetan scripture building, the tablet corridor, the bell tower, the Fengjiang building, etc.

The first place that Qing Niang wants to go to is naturally the stele corridor, because this is the place with the strongest cultural atmosphere, the second daughter holds an oil-paper umbrella, strolls in the misty ancient temple, the Hunan skirt is lightly swayed, the posture is graceful, and the step brings the spring breeze, which attracts many pilgrims to cast admiring eyes.

Yang Yi couldn't help but subconsciously look around, for fear that the four great talents of Jiangnan were hiding in the shadows, looking at Qing Niang and Adela with obscene eyes, just as they were judging Qiu Xiang. Well, this is not the Ming Dynasty, Tang Bohu's grandfather's grandfather doesn't know where it is.

At this time, Qing Niang stood in front of a poem tablet and chanted softly: "The moon is falling and the sky is full of frost, and Jiang Feng is sleeping. Hanshan Temple outside the city of Gusu, the bell rings in the middle of the night to the passenger ship. ”

Yang Yi stepped forward to take a look, only to see that the stone tablet was engraved with Zhang Ji's "Fengqiao Night Park", it can be said that if there was no poem, Hanshan Temple would definitely not be so famous, and the incense would not be so prosperous.

And the inscription of this poem tablet is inscribed by Wang Qi, Wang Qi is a Jinshi of the Renzong Dynasty, who began to be the prime minister in the Shenzong Dynasty, and has been doing it for 16 years, but he is a typical echo board, and is jokingly called the Three Decrees by the government and the opposition, the so-called Three Decrees, that is, he will only take the decree, receive the decree, and after receiving the decree, he should get the decree with a voice.

However, although Wang Qi did not do much in politics, he was not bad in terms of knowledge, and he wrote "The History of the Song and Song Dynasties" and the sequel "The Six Dynasties of the Song Dynasty". He is now ancient, but he does not want to leave a treasure here.

After Qing Niang finished reciting the poems on the poem tablet, she turned back to Yang Yi and said: "Brother Yang, Ouyang Wenzhong once said that although the Tang Dynasty Zhang Ji's "Fengqiao Night Park" is a rare masterpiece, but the third watch is not the time to hit the bell, Zhang Ji's poem is suspected of being fabricated;

For a long time, there have been different opinions on whether the Wuzhong region of the Tang Dynasty really had the habit of ringing the bell in the middle of the night, and it is difficult to conclude, Brother Yang, what is your opinion? ”

Yang Yi asked with a smile: "What about you, Qingniang, what do you think?" ”

"I agree with Ouyang Wenzhonggong's statement, ringing the bell in the middle of the night is really unreasonable, Brother Yang was born in Jiangnan, do you have a different opinion?"

Qing Niang particularly admires Ouyang Xiu, which is particularly fond of the sentence "The courtyard is deep and deep" in Ouyang Xiu's lyrics, and she herself uses "The courtyard is deep and deep" as the beginning, and made a total of three "Butterfly Love Flowers" before and after, her love for Ouyang Ci can be seen from this, so it is not surprising that all parties agree with Ouyang Xiu's statement when it is difficult to reach a conclusion.

Yang Yi said with a smile: "Qing Niang, this time you and Ouyang Wenzhong are wrong, as far as I know, the monks and temples in Wuzhong in the Tang Dynasty did have the custom of ringing the bell in the middle of the night, which is called the "night bell";

Such as Bai Juyi's poem: "Under the shadow of the pine in the new autumn, after the bell rings in the middle of the night." Yu Hu's poem: "I must know that I should not be a companion in the harem, and I should listen to the midnight bell of the mountain." Wen Tingyun's poem: "Leisurely travel and think back, there is no pine window in the middle of the night." ”

They are all midnight bells heard by Tang Dynasty poets everywhere. Written poems. From these poems, it can be seen that Zhang Ji is not the only one who hears the midnight bell. It's just that the other verses are not good and are not widely circulated. People just didn't pay attention. ”

"Nightbell?" Qing Niang was stunned, unable to refute, just muttering and repeating these three words.

Yang Yi's words were reasonable and convincing, Qing Niang thought for a while and said, "Brother Yang, who did you listen to this statement about the night bell?" So why don't the bells ring in the middle of the night in the temple now? ”

Yang Yi spread his hands and smiled: "How do I know this?" The world has changed over time, and Buddhism has always paid attention to keeping pace with the times, and I am afraid that the monks are afraid that ringing the bell in the middle of the night will disturb people's dreams. The people were not happy, and no one donated money for sesame oil, so they waived the night-fixing bell. ”

"Hee-hee, Brother Yang is talking nonsense" Qing Niang and Adella were amused and giggled.

"Amitabha!"

Yang Yi suddenly heard a Buddha horn behind him, he looked back, only to see an old monk with a white beard followed by two little novices walking slowly, the old monk was kind and kind, but the two little monks behind him looked unhappy.

It's no wonder that Yang Yi's words just now were full of ridicule. The little monk was naturally unhappy when he heard this.

"Amitabha!" The old monk folded his hands and recited the Buddha's horn again, and then said: "The poor monk Juekong, Tian is the abbot of the temple, and Mrs. Yang brings Yi'an Jushi and this female benefactor to the temple. It's a blessing for this temple."

This old monk is all-encompassing, and even Adella didn't fall behind when he greeted him, the question is whether he can pinch it. How do you know the identity of me and Qingniang?

Yang Yi also returned the salute, and then smiled: "The master is not worried about recognizing the wrong person?" ”

Monk Juekong replied calmly: "The poor monk can recognize Mrs. Yang. It's no surprise. Mrs. Yang and Yi'an Jushi Long Zhang and Fengzi complement each other with natural talents. It has long been rumored to be a good story, which is one of the reasons why the poor monk will not admit the two wrong;

Then there is the midnight clock that Ouyang Wenzhong has not yet been able to verify, but Yang Shizhu is at his fingertips, which is reasonable and well-founded, and people have to believe that there is such a young and talented person with such knowledge, and the poor monk wants to come except for Yang Taifu, who is afraid and does not think about the second person;

There is still one point, that is, this white-haired wolf king, the white wolf king followed Yang Shi to fight for the country, there are countless legends in the world, can tame such strange beasts, this world is only Yang Taifu one ear. ”

Yang Yi unconsciously glanced at Qing Niang, and after the old monk said it, he realized that there were really a lot of flaws in this "micro-service private visit"?

"Master, although I can verify that there was a night bell in the Tang Dynasty, but I don't know why there is no night bell now, the master, as the abbot of Hanshan Temple, must be able to solve our doubts?" Yang Yi decided to embarrass the old monk again.

"Amitabha!" Monk Juekong is really a little embarrassed, time has passed hundreds of years, Hanshan Temple has been burned by fire, the classic text of the Tang Dynasty is no longer there, Hanshan Temple has long been no habit of ringing the bell in the middle of the night, the specific reason has been impossible to verify.

"Amitabha, as Yang Shizhu said, Hanshan Temple leads to the market, it must be that the monks in the past were afraid that the bell would ring in the middle of the night to disturb people's dreams, annoy all living beings and lack sesame oil money, so the night bell was broken."

Yang Yi was stunned at first, and then laughed, and couldn't help but feel a little more fond of this interesting old monk.

The old monk Juekong saw Yang Yi smiling heartily, so he lost no time in saying: "Mrs. Yang can set foot in this temple today, it is really the luck of this temple, the poor monk has been preparing tea in Fengjiang Building with monks, waiting for the three donors, and I hope that the three donors can appreciate the light, and move their toes to the new tea produced in this temple." ”

Yang Yi was recognized, and he was no longer polite, and followed Monk Juekong out of the stele corridor and went west, to the garden on the south side of the mountain gate.

In the park, there are Changle Pond, Taying Bridge and Duowen Pavilion, flowers and trees are sparse, quiet and pleasant. The first floor of Fengjiang is located here. This pavilion is exquisitely carved and architecturally beautiful.

Yang Yi and his entourage climbed the Range Rover, but they saw the green water of Daishan and the green green building, and they had a panoramic view. Monk Juekong personally accompanied, his language was humorous and full of Zen, and his casual and detached mind was very Hanshanzi's legacy, and Yang Yi talked with him very happily.

After talking about speculation, Juekong said with a smile: "Mrs. Yang Tianzhong talent, the world tastes 'Su Yang' and called Su University Scholar and Mrs. Yang, today's poor monk He is lucky, get Mrs. Yang to guide the maze, I hope that Mrs. Yang can leave some ink treasures, for future generations to admire, and then add a good story to the temple, if so, the poor monk has no regrets!" ”

Yang Yi had long expected that Juekong would invite him to come to taste tea, and he would definitely not let go of the opportunity to ask for pen and ink, with Yang Yi's current reputation, if he could ask him to leave some pen and ink, Hanshan Temple would definitely benefit immensely.

Yang Yi knew that if he shirked today, Juekong must be doing everything possible to entangle himself, and he didn't bother to think about it, so he immediately wrote down a poem of seven laws:

The temple building is directly adjacent to the mountains, and the fish and rice are in the southeast of this important Jin.

I cherish the Yalang and the city, and I don't hear the poet of the fishing fire.

There is no reverse travel to know the return, and Ann asks Hanyan to be true.

As soon as the bell rang in the early night, several people dreamed of different dust.

After Juekong got the poem, he was happy in his heart, and immediately instructed the monks to find someone to carve a poem tablet to attract visitors from all over the world.

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