Daxiangguo Temple, according to legend, is the Warring States Period, the former residence of Xinling Jun Wei Gongzi Wuji.

Idle over the letter tomb drink, take off the sword and kneel forward.

Probably Zhu Hai and Hou Huan drank wine in a big bowl, and it was here that they ate meat.

In the sixth year of the Northern Qi Tianbao, the "Jianguo Temple" was founded here, and it was later destroyed by fire and water.

The Tang Dynasty was rebuilt, and Ruizong Li Dan felt it in a dream, and the edict rebuilt the national temple into the Great Xiangguo Temple.

During the reign of Emperor Zhaozong, it was destroyed by fire and rebuilt again.

In the Jianlong period of Taizu of this dynasty, it was rebuilt by fire again, and then expanded all the way, getting bigger and bigger.

Emperors Taizong, Yingzong, and Daojun all successively praised or praised this title, and the appointment and resignation of the abbots of each court were approved by the emperor's edict.

Various royal tours and prayer activities are also held here, so this Daexiangkokuji Temple is still a royal temple.

At this time, Xiangguo Temple covers an area of as many as 540 acres, divided into 455 communities, and has jurisdiction over 64 Zen law institutes, with Hui Cup, Zhihai two major Zen temples corresponding to the east and west.

There are poems to praise: the golden splendor, the clouds and the clouds, thousands of rides, flowing water like a dragon, this is strong, and it is advisable to praise the voice.

Xiangguo Temple is open five times a month, and people can buy and sell things at will.

Zhao Ta took Liyan Nazha to the main gate first, here is used to selling all kinds of birds and beasts, known as rare birds and beasts, everything, although it is winter at the moment, but there are still many people who buy and sell, and the beasts and birds in the cage are rare.

A few people tasted it and continued to walk inside.

Inside is crowded and bustling, and the stalls on both sides are set up with colorful tents, selling some puhe, screen curtains, washing utensils, seasonal fruits, preserved wax and other things, although it is open-air but very orderly.

After the second or third door, close to the Buddha hall, there is the fixed stall of the famous Tokyo time-honored brand, Mengjia Daoguan, Wang Daoren candied fruit, Zhao Wenxiu's pen, Pangu ink ingots and so on.

Zhao Ta walked here, looked at those time-honored things, and couldn't help but think of Wanyan Baohua in his heart, so he was silent.

Several people looked at him and stood up, and after a while, Zhao Ta sighed lightly and said with a smile: "Don't you have anything you want to buy?" ”

Liyanaza said, "Let's take a look again." ”

Zhao Ta nodded and continued to move forward, this time in front of the Zisheng Gate behind the Buddha Hall, which is a place where literati and artists love to go, selling all kinds of books, antiques, calligraphy and paintings.

A few people walked forward, and suddenly two people came to them, a pair of middle-aged men and women, dressed rich and noble, followed by their relatives, holding a lot of things.

Zhao Ta couldn't help laughing, it was Li Qingzhao and Zhao Mingcheng, these two people have always been willing to come here to look for things, and there are many things at home from this great Xiangguo Temple.

They actually knew each other, but Zhao Ta's face recovered a lot at this time, and he was a little sallow and thin, and he passed by, but the other party didn't pay attention.

Then go to the local products, spices and medicinal materials brought back from all over the place, and then the back corridor is a stall for divination and fortune-telling.

As a royal temple, Xiangguo Temple is not short of incense money, Xiangguo Temple's gate pavilion and Zisheng Gate each have 500 gold and bronze Arhats, what to eat, offering, must be approved by the host of the temple to open the door, not you can enter if you want to go in with something.

The chef of Xiangguo Temple has very good skills, even if he encounters a large-scale fasting party, he will do a good job of three or five hundred servings of food and tea and fruit after a while, and he should be indispensable for this kung fu incense money.

But the Great Song Dynasty advocated business, and the temple did not lag behind.

Since there are ordinary people in the temple who set up stalls to sell things and go shopping, the temple prepares meals for those who set up stalls and shop, opens restaurants, and earns money.

In addition to the Saikai restaurant, there are also homemade handmade gadgets in the temple.

Under the corridors on both sides of the main hall of the temple, the teachers and aunts of each temple sell embroidery, collar wipes, flowers, pearls, heads, hats, silk threads and other things.

Seeing this, Liyanaza walked over, looked at it for a long time, and in addition to buying some things for herself, she also bought a belt for Zhao Ta.

The belt is silvery-white, although it is not inlaid with any gemstones, agate, pearls, and jadeite, but it is embroidered with flowers and birds, which is very fine.

Zhao Ta held the belt in his hand and was speechless for a while, how could he still let the woman buy something, and he could only accept it.

After that, I walked around for half an hour and went to eat at the restaurant in the temple.

When Zhenzong, there is a one in the temple, called the roast pig courtyard, the great monk Huiming inside, the roasted pork is delicious, famous far and wide, and then the famous poet Yang Danian told him that you are a temple here, but in the name of selling roast pigs, isn't it bad? So Xiangguo Temple changed the name of this place to Yao Zhu Temple.

But now, these meats are gone, and the burning Zhu Yuan no longer exists.

After a few people had a vegetarian meal and discussed some empty door practice, Lyanazar said that this place was different from the Uighurs, and although the Uighurs also had many temples, they were far less grand than here, and the atmosphere was completely different.

Zhao Ta muttered: "Cultivation is still the best in the red dust, looking at the love and suffering of life, only to know that the four are empty, only to know to give up and let go." ”

Yao Pingzhong said on the side: "What Gongzi said is extremely true. ”

Zhao Ta glanced at him, remembering the rumors of this goods in later generations, Jingkang failed to steal the camp, rode a green mule and galloped overnight, and went to the mountains thousands of miles away to hide for decades.

He said: "Xiyan, you have Buddha nature, you have gone through the red dust, and you can go into the deep mountains to meditate. ”

Yao Pingzhong was stunned when he heard this, and said hurriedly: "Childe is joking with his subordinates." ”

Zhao Ta shook his head, stood up and said, "Take you to the most famous vegetarian teahouse in the capital to sit down, where there are words to talk about and books to listen to." ”

The most famous vegetarian teahouse in Tokyo is the long-established Dingjia vegetarian tea shop, and when you go out of Xiangguoji Temple to Dongmen Street, you can see the signboard.

At the moment, the tea shop was overcrowded and almost full, but there was a table at the front that was always empty, and a hardwood folding chair with tung oil brushed next to it was not sitting.

Zhao Ta brought a few people into the door, and immediately Xiao Er greeted him, looking at the four people and scratching his head, there was really no place, and there were too many four people at the table.

Zhao Ta stretched out his hand and pointed to the empty table in front of him: "Just go there." ”

Xiao Er was suddenly shocked, and hurriedly whispered: "It is absolutely impossible here, it is a distinguished guest who has a favor, and the distinguished guest is kind to the small shop, and a few are still ......."

Zhao Ta interrupted him and said, "Can't you even hear my voice?" ”

Xiao Er was stunned, looked up at Zhao Ta carefully, and after a while, he suddenly realized, revealing a look of surprise on his face: "It turned out to be a son, and the little one wondered why the voice was so familiar." ”

Zhao Ta nodded and said casually: "Is Huo Lao here?" ”

"In, in!" Xiao Er hurriedly said: "I said three points before, and now I am almost done, and I am going to talk about the next paragraph." ”

Zhao Ta said: "That's good, add a few chairs, eat and drink according to the old rules." ”

Xiao Erdao obeyed, turned around and trotted away.

Zhao Ta came to the empty table and sat down, and Liyan Nazha wondered: "Listen to that little er's words, isn't this table reserved for the right envoy?" ”

Zhao Ta said with a smile: "I liked to mess around in the market when I was a child, and I have a lot of connections with this tea shop. ”

At this time, the extra chairs were moved over, and after a few people sat down, they chatted a few words, and then saw two people walking behind the storyteller in front of them.

One was an old man with a white beard, wearing a green cloth shirt, and his face was full of traces left by the years.

The other person was a little girl with braids and a red shirt, with lacquered eyes and a small face carved in pink and jade, and stared at Zhao Ta when she came over.

"I've grown a little taller......" Zhao Ta muttered to himself, and the pastries and tea began to be served.

The old man bowed slightly to Zhao Ta in front, and then slapped the waking wood, and his voice was powerful: "The book continues from the above, this time it says that Cao Mengde coerced the Son of Heaven to make the princes ......"

After about two quarters of an hour of finishing a book, the old man sat down to drink tea and moisten his throat.

Liyanaza said in a low voice: "This old man is so full of qi, and it seems that he can also do martial arts. ”

Zhao Ta smiled faintly and said, "Holy Aunt is talking about Huo Lao?" ”

(End of chapter)