Chapter 11: The Taoist Priest Descends the Mountain (๑ ̇ー ̇๑))
As the saying goes, there are people outside the people, and there are mountains outside the mountains.
Just like Chen Yu at this time, he finally got off Qingtai in a twist and turn, and he didn't go far and saw a mountain blocking the way in front of him.
"Dao Chief, but this Qingtai Mountain's Cloud Crane View Li Dao Chang is a senior disciple?"
In the distance, there was a green ox sweeping its tail, chewing the tender grass in its mouth, and carrying a half-sized doll in his direction.
Chen Yu looked at it, and there was an old man standing in the field wearing a hat on the side, holding a bull rope in his hand, walking closer, and asking in a local dialect.
He inherited his memory, and he had no problem reading, writing, and listening, but he had some difficulties in dialects, so he used the official dialect, which is the elegant dialect of the world.
"The old man is polite, the family teacher is surnamed Li, dare to ask the old man?"
Chen Yu did not slack off, looking at the old man's appearance, he was fifty or sixty to say the least, and he was already quite an old elder in this world.
While showing a little respect appropriately, he was also a little unsure of the relationship between the old Taoist priest in front of him.
The next moment, I saw the old man waving his hand again and again, and laughed:
"The little Taoist can be informal, at the beginning, Li Daochang did not help the villages under the mountain, if it weren't for him, which of the twenty or thirty villages in ten miles and eight townships under Qingtai Mountain would be able to live in peace for so many years?"
The old man spoke sharply, not only full of temperament but also quite organized, not at all like an old country man with white hair and thin yellow cheeks.
I only heard him say again, "A few years ago, I often went up the mountain to listen to Li Daochang's preaching, but later when I got older, my legs and feet trembled so much that I couldn't climb the mountain anymore." ”
Speaking of this, the old man seemed to be a little emotional, and looked at the mountain not far away, as if he could still see the Taoist temple on the mountain, and he was determined.
There are many Taoist temples near Qingtai, but in the eyes of the old man, it is still the Taoist of Yunheguan Li who is the most powerful, and all kinds of Taoist classics are at your fingertips.
It's a pity that I couldn't listen to it again before Dao Changxian went.
After that, the two took advantage of the fact that it was still early in the morning and stood by the ridge and chatted a few words.
The big green cow looked at it, buried its head and continued to nibble on the grass.
The doll on the back of the cow looked left and right, and from time to time stretched out its little hand to scratch in the air, babbling at the butterflies circling on the grass in the field in the distance.
According to the old man, his home is in a village called Yungu behind the mountain, where he lived and there were two craftsmen in his ancestors, a carpenter and a stonemason.
Not a carpentry and masonry, but a craftsman with a teacher's heritage.
The status of the two and the ability to provide for their families are completely incomparable. The former is inferior to the ninth rate, and the latter has something to eat wherever he goes.
The stonemason was the old man's father, and he had also participated in the construction of the Cloud Crane Temple.
"At that time, the days were quite peaceful, and Guangyong Mansion was still called Guangping Mansion. What is like now, alas......"
The old man's father said that when Yunheguan was first built, he also brought his own dry food to help in the mountain, and even he was not very old at the time, and he was also brought together to help carry stones and wood.
Chen Yu listened on the side, there was no memory of these things, and the old Taoist priest didn't talk much, of course, he might have talked about it, but the elm head in the predecessor didn't remember it at all.
But no matter what, listening to the old man recount the past word by word, he was not the slightest impatient, but listened to it with relish.
During this period, Chen Yu also occasionally took over the conversation, because he saw that the old man was influenced by his father, and he was very yearning for the Taoist manager, so he inserted some fables and sentences from the Taoist books, and then dragged two sentences of Wen Zou Zou from time to time, and the two talked happily for a while.
Moo~
Ouch! The horns of the cow gently pushed down the old man who was chatting fascinated, and after interrupting, the two turned their heads to look, only to find that the doll on the cow's back had been tilted out at some point, as if it was about to fall to the ground in the next moment.
I didn't realize it, and I was still scratching and playing with the butterflies flying around.
The old man's heart tightened, and he hurriedly took it over, holding the baby's upper body in his arms.
"Water baby, you are careless! I almost fell, I really fell to the ground, and my ass had to bloom! ”
While teasing, he whispered 'reprimand'.
Chen Yu saw it, and also stretched out his fingers in front of the doll's round little face, swaying from side to side.
Anyway, he has a bit of martial arts, and his fingers are far more flexible than ordinary people, and at first glance it looks like two villains are dancing.
Yikes! Phew!
Sure enough, the little baby was attracted to attention, and the tiger head poked out of the old man's arms, and a pair of big black eyes moved left and right with his fingers.
"This doll is spiritual."
Chen Yu praised it from the bottom of his heart.
It can be seen that the old man's love for children is not mixed with any water, so after hearing what Li Daochang's senior disciples said, the smile on the old man's face could no longer be hidden, and the corners of his mouth were grinning to the back of his ears, and he was very happy.
The two chatted a few more words, and then parted.
Before leaving, the old man also invited Chen Yu to Yungu Village as a guest in the future, and the young Taoist smiled and responded to this hospitality.
Continue on the road.
The trails in the mountains are gradually becoming less cramped, and the trees on both sides are becoming more and more sparse.
The fields were far away, the mountains fell behind him, and after walking for about half an hour, a wide avenue was revealed.
In the past two or three months, Chen Yu went down the mountain once, and naturally recognized that this was an official road, which was rumored to have been opened up in the former dynasty, funded by the rich landlords at that time, and the peasant households in the countryside came out to build this dirt road about ten miles long under the leadership of the county officials.
Don't underestimate the fact that it is only ten miles, judging from the labor power of this era, it is estimated that financial resources and manpower are not less spent.
This is still Qingtai Mountain is relatively close to the county seat of Shiya, otherwise if it is as remote as Gufang Mountain and Luofeng Mountain, not to mention the wide avenue, there are few paths on the side of the mountain.
In ancient times, it was not easy.
Not far after the journey, a convoy of carriages and horses rolled and dusted shoulders past.
Chen Yu took a look, the carriage was so bumpy that it was about to fly at any time, and it was estimated that the people in the carriage were also too anxious, otherwise they would not have galloped on this kind of dirt road.
Along the way, the flow of people slowly increased.
Some farmers who rushed to the morning market returned with clean and empty donkey carts, and some got up late, so they hurriedly loaded the goods and headed for the county seat.
After walking for a while, the city wall was vaguely in sight.
Shiya County is located in the southwest of Guangyong Province, and its location is not very important, and the many wars of the past tens or hundreds of years have hardly affected it here - of course, this is compared to other places, and it has actually suffered military disasters. It's just that the number of times is far less than that of those cities that are in danger.
It is now, there is a group of bandits entrenched on Baiguo Mountain, which is only thirty miles away from the county seat, and they gathered together last year to uncover the pole, and the big boss headed by him seems to call himself the king of ploughing the sky.
Listen to this name, plough the sky, plow the field, and at a glance, you can know that it is a group of mud legs who can't survive who are gathering to make trouble.
The county government didn't pay much attention to it, and the local landlords didn't really pay attention to it at first. However, the situation seems to have changed recently. The gang of rich men and gentlemen heard that they had gathered thirty or fifty people, gathered the hunters from the nearby villages, and invited several boxers to help. It seems that a wave of bandits is going to enter the mountains.
The above are all things that Chen Yu heard from the old brother with a felt hat next to him when he entered the city, the middle-aged brother had two moustaches, and when he said a word, his eyes were dripping and rolling, and he looked like a member of the group of landlords and old wealth in his mouth.
Without much commotion, he stepped through the wide open gate and walked into the city, and the noise suddenly came to his face.
Calling for buying, walking on the street, running errands, he also saw a few practitioners in the corner of the road performing chest stones, the crowd surrounded, and the atmosphere was very hot.
Chen Yu was a little puzzled for a while, didn't he say that there was a fight in the north last time, and he had talked about it with the old man who was herding cattle before, and they all said that it was sinister now. Why is the situation in the city much more lively now than it was a month ago?
After thinking about it, Xu has changed something. A good place came to his head to inquire about the news.
So I picked a direction and walked a distance, and looked up.
Yiyuan Tea House.
Surveying the hot scenery in his eyes, he strode into the ......