"Let's talk about it then, if you don't take the test, it's not the time to draw conclusions."

Lin Ling knew what Guo Quan meant, but no matter what, Lin Ling had his own plans, and at this time, listening to Guo Quan's persuasion like this, Lin Ling couldn't refuse, so he could only be sloppy.

"Okay, anyway, the road ahead will be up to you after all, but you have to remember that I will always support you behind you."

After speaking, Guo Quan reached out and patted Lin Ling's shoulder, got up and got into the low cabin, and didn't say anything more.

At this time, the ship has entered the range of Jingshan, and Lin Ling is only left at the stern, but although the weather is gloomy, the scenery of this thousands of miles of flat waves is like a still landscape painting, which can always inadvertently suck people firmly into it, and swim in the world in an alternative way.

"Two sons, the front is the northern foot of Xingshan, do you see whether my ship will stop on the shore and wait, or will I leave first?"

After a while, when Lin Ling continued to indulge in it, the voice of the boatman suddenly came from the front, thinking that he was about to reach his destination.

"Boatman, you just wait for us on the shore, we will come down in about an hour or two, and then you will have to bother the boatman to carry us back."

As he spoke, Guo Quan took out five taels of silver from his arms, raised his hand and threw it at the boatman.

After the boatman received the money, the whole person immediately became more attentive, until Lin Ling and the others got off the ship one after another, and the boatman was still on the deck and waved to Guo Quan and the others frequently, looking like he really wanted to follow Lin Ling.

When Lin Ling missed it from the boatman's side, he always felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't think of it for a while, so he could only complain and say:

"Hey, I said, where did you find the boatman, are you so excited about the five taels of silver? And this is Kyoto, so as long as there is a full-time businessman, there shouldn't be a shortage of money, right? ”

The four of them went around the bush and walked north for a distance of about two or three hundred meters, because of the large temperature difference between the mountain and the mountain, so at this moment, the ice and snow at the foot of the mountain have begun to form ice ballast in a large area, and in some places it has directly turned into ice water.

"You say, what is there to visit in this mountain, it is all a white world, and there is not even a bird in sight, that is, you Guo Pinzhi, can be interested in this kind of place."

Lin Ling complained weakly while stepping on the snow.

"This doesn't seem like a word came out of your mouth, besides, this Gubei Pavilion is of great significance, I let you follow it not just for you to see the scenery."

After speaking, Guo Quan pursed his lips, urged Yang Zhen and Zhang Lun, and accelerated his pace and walked towards the mountain, while Lin Ling, who was lagging behind, had no choice but to go up helplessly.

However, speaking of this Gubei Pavilion, the reason why the site was set in Xingshan actually has a certain purpose.

First of all, the significance of Gubei Pavilion is to celebrate the imperial court's conquest of the Far North, and most importantly, Xingshan is a lonely mountain, surrounded by rushing water on all sides.

And Zeshui is an important river hub connecting the big river and Kyoto, all the passenger ships that enter Beijing by waterway, without exception, the first thing you see is the Gubei Pavilion on the Xingshan Mountain, and there is no shortage of foreign tribes in the northwest from Zeshui to Beijing, so this Gubei Pavilion also has a part of the purpose of deterrence.

However, although Mount Tsuyama is a lonely mountain, but on the back of the peak, there is a naval army of about 2,000 people, after all, the north is not as good as the south, although Kyoto only has two rivers, Guangji and Hirozawa, but the source of these two rivers is Zeshui.

In order to deal with emergencies, the imperial court transferred a school of sailors from Weishui, and its main purpose was to control the flow of Zeshui to ensure that the river in Beijing was unharmed.

And this Jingshan is like a huge turntable switch, with the Guangji River in the south and the Guangze River in the east.

"By the way, Gongwei, I heard that there is a naval army stationed near this mountain, why did we walk for so long, but we didn't even see the shadow of a soldier?"

I don't know how long everyone has been gone, but seeing that the atmosphere is a little dull, Lin Ling thought of picking some topics to talk about, so as to alleviate this dull state.

However, to Lin Ling's surprise, without waiting for Yang Zhen to speak, Zhang Lun on the side gave the answer.

"Childe doesn't know, the defenders of this mountain can't control so much about the city, after all, this mountain is not big, but it is not small, and their numbers are effective, it is impossible to disperse all the troops."

Hearing Zhang Lun talking, Lin Ling immediately became interested, but looking at Yang Zhen's embarrassed face, he thought that he was not very clear about the matter of this waterway.

However, Lin Ling is not the kind of person who likes to be careful, so he smiled at Yang Zhen and nodded, which can be regarded as resolving Yang Zhen's embarrassment.

Then he turned his head to look at Zhang Lun, nodded and said, "What's going on, you go on." ”

found an opportunity to show his face, only to see Zhang Lunqing cough his throat, and continued: "The geographical environment of this mountain is different from other places, the navy only needs to contain the north, and the foreign enemies that the navy needs to guard against can only come from the northwest. ”

Speaking of this, Zhang Lun stopped and did not continue, because the meaning of his words was already obvious, in the northwest direction, there was only the Poison Investigation Department located in the grassland.

"Look, Childe, Gubei Pavilion has arrived!"

Just as Lin Ling was pondering, everyone had unconsciously come to the halfway point of the mountainside, and there was only about fifty meters in diameter left from the haunting Gubei Pavilion.

"It turns out that this is Gubei Pavilion, I feel a little disappointed, I don't have the surging atmosphere in my heart, I always feel like something is missing, it's too ordinary here."

Originally, Lin Ling had made many fantasies before he came, and the Gubei Pavilion in his impression, not to mention magnificent, was also the appearance of dragon patterns and blue brick cornices, but he never expected that it would be such a dilapidated small pavilion.

However, in the center of the pavilion, there is a stone tablet close to two meters long, which seems to be an epitaph-like inscription, but because the distance is still a little far, everyone can't read the words on the tablet clearly.

However, compared to Lin Ling's mediocre reaction, Guo Quan ran over with an excited face, looking at his impatient appearance, as if he had seen something extraordinary.

"Xianghe, come and see, this stone tablet is engraved with Young Master Xin's Gubei Pavilion Nostalgia!"

Lin Ling, who was still a little unimpressed, suddenly heard Guo Quan say this, and only felt a burst in his heart, and immediately ran into the pavilion.

Speaking of this young master Xin, in history that is a great patriotic leader, his real name is Xin Zhongmin, born in the Song State of the post-Sanjin Dynasty, his humanities and martial arts are cultivated, he can fight on the battlefield and make contributions, and he can retire to govern in the wild to protect the country, and he himself is the most dazzling star in that bright era.

Although there are not many poems of this young master Xin, in the only two or three articles, there is a different kind of patriotic feeling between the lines, just like the poems on this stone tablet, the original text must be treasured in the royal inner courtyard.

It's just that the emperors of the past dynasties, in order to thank such a world for their loyalty, are willing to sacrifice rubbings to copy, but it is also very rare, after all, people are selfish, especially such rare poems in the world, even if they are just copied, it seems to be a kind of enjoyment.

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