Chapter Seventy-Nine: Confucianism and Taoism
As soon as they entered Hanzhou City, Li Xiangyun and Xiao Qianjun were surrounded by a group of soldiers wearing battle armor and holding spears.
This surprised him a little, but he didn't panic and stood calmly.
A military man dressed in gold armor, with a horizontal sword at his waist, and a long-looking man, stepped forward and stared at the surrounded scholar in green shirts.
"Are you Gu Tianju?"
Li Xiangyun shook his head: "No, under Li Xiangyi, I don't know why the military master set up such a battle?" β
Jun Han looked at him carefully: "Dressed in a green shirt, tall and handsome, you are really not Gu Tianju?" The second lady has your portrait in her hand, don't coax me, otherwise the crime will be added to the first! β
Li Xiangyun replied with a smile: "It's really not, I'm from the Great Wei of the Central Domain, and I set foot in Hanzhou City for the first time today, and I have nothing to do with anyone, let alone Gu Tianju in the mouth of the military master." β
Junhan is still skeptical.
At this moment, a series of loud horses' hooves sounded in the street, and a young girl in blue clothes rode a horse with several retinues.
Soon several fast horses came to the city gates, and the soldiers got out of the way.
"Ma Teng, what are you doing around this showman?" The girl in the blue dress stopped with the reins of her horse, glanced around and asked.
The military man hugged him and said, "Second Miss, he ......"
"You recognized the wrong person, he is not Gu Tianju's bastard!" The girl in blue clothes interrupted.
also understood what the situation was, and apologized to Li Xiangyi: "This Xiucai, Ma Teng, they mistakenly recognized Ling as someone else, how offensive, I apologize to you on their behalf!" β
It's a bold and neat girl.
Li Xiangyi bowed his hand and saluted back: "It's okay, it's a misunderstanding, just say it." β
The girl nodded, took out a portrait from the storage bag on her waist, and handed it to the military man: "This is just drawn by the painter, this is the bastard, you see, stop making jokes and delay the business." β
The military man opened it and took a closer look, and saw that the person in the painting was in his early twenties, dressed in a green shirt and holding a jade fan.
Compare the scholar in the green shirt in front of him, it is indeed not the same person, the scholar in the green shirt in front of him is more elegant and handsome than the person in the painting.
He immediately closed the portrait, and also hugged his fists and said: "I'm sorry Li Gongzi, I was clumsy and mistook you for the thief surnamed Gu, please forgive me!" β
Li Xiangyun returned the salute again: "It's okay! β
Then the girl in blue clothes took the people away, rode out of the city, and the soldier Ma Teng followed with the soldiers.
The river breeze blew, and a few words of dialogue faintly came:
"Second Miss, then Gu Tianju is afraid that he has already escaped from the border of Hanzhou, right? Can you catch up? β
"That bastard dares to deceive the feelings of the eldest sister, even if he escapes to the ends of the earth, I, Lu Xueying, will also arrest him back and peel his skin!"
There were many pedestrians and merchants at the gate of the city, and when the maiden and the soldiers were gone, they immediately whispered and talked about it.
Li Xiangyi listened to it and learned that the bold girl in blue clothes was the second daughter of Hanzhou Taishou, and there was also a sister named Lu Shuirou, who was friendly with a scholar surnamed Gu, and it was known all over the city.
When Lord Taishou couldn't help his daughter's bitter pleading, and finally agreed, the scholar surnamed Gu abandoned Miss Lu for some reason.
It's like a script of a talented and beautiful woman.
Li Xiangyun didn't care about these idle things, and led Xiao Qianjun to Luohuatai in the east of the city.
Luohuatai is one of the most famous buildings in Hanzhou City, standing on the edge of the Hanjiang River, you can see the streets of the whole city and alleys to the inside, and you can see the water and sky of the Hanjiang River outside.
Falling flowers and rivers and moons are one of the eight scenic spots in Hanzhou.
However, the most famous thing about Luohuatai is not its landscape and pavilions, but the legend of Emperor Li Houzhu through the ages.
Empress Li was originally an emperor of Nanmeng Huazhou, and the queen of the imperial pole indulged in romance, neglected national politics, and became the lord of the country.
After the collapse of the country, the sorrow and sorrow of the country, but the true meaning of the words, jumped from the monarch of the world, promoted to the saint of the immortal family, and became the emperor of the nine continents.
It is rumored that when he became a saint, the sentence "Ask how much sorrow you can have, just like a river of spring water flowing eastward", it caused nine days of sorrowful rain to descend on the world, turned into a river of spring water, and went east.
Although people have become holy, their family and country are no longer there, and the beautiful women have passed away, but after the old thing, Emperor Li Cidi traveled all over the world, and his deeds spread all over the nine continents.
It is rumored that his last stop was to come to this cold state.
On a drizzly spring day, I looked at the river by the cold river, leaving a sentence of "flowing water and flowers go in spring, heaven and earth", and then disappeared from the world, and never disappeared from there.
In order to commemorate the emperor of the ancient words, the descendants built a building at his riverside, which is today's falling flower platform.
On the falling flower platform, Li Xiangyi listened to an old man with an elegant temperament, and seven or eight children, telling the history of the falling flower platform, and he was a little nostalgic.
If this Empress Li did not indulge in romance back then, but ruled diligently, perhaps there would not be "the most hasty resignation day", there would not be "the old country is unbearable to look back at the moonlight", and "people grow up to hate the water and grow east".
Of course, in that case, there may be one less emperor in the world.
Who knows?
Li Xiangyi does not disturb the elegant old man, and talks about the past and the present to the younger generations of the family, and educates and entertains.
He led Xiao Qianjun to the other corner of the building to enjoy the magnificent scenery of the Hanjiang River.
Under the falling flower stage, in a street shop, a woman in her early forties heard the elegant old man talk about all kinds of anecdotes about Emperor Li Ci back then, but she took a sip.
"Whew! He is also worthy of being called the Emperor of the Ages? It's just an abandonment of the country and disobedience to the marquis! β
After scolding, the woman swallowed the melon seeds, which seemed to be particularly disdainful, and spit out the melon seed shell in her mouth to the ground.
"Mrs. Zhou, how do you sell this comb?" A young girl enters the store and takes a fancy to a delicate horn comb.
"Five cents, if you scold a bad word and disobey the order, I will give you a free gift."
"This ......"
The young girl was thin-skinned, but in the end she chose to pay for it.
Li Xiangyi, who came down from the falling flower platform, just saw this scene, smiled, and led Xiao Qianjun away.
Then the brothers and sisters went to another famous spot in Hanzhou, Killing Dragon Cliff.
There is also a very famous legend that it is said that four hundred years ago, Hanzhou at that time did not belong to Dashun, but belonged to a small country.
In a wild bay in the lower reaches of the Hanjiang River, there is an evil dragon coiled around, asking for a pair of boys and girls from Hanzhou City every month, if it is not sent in time, it will flood Hanzhou for 800 miles.
The small national strength is so small that it cannot be controlled, so it can only be supplied.
Later, a woman from a village outside the city was selected because her five-year-old daughter was chosen, and even if she tried hard, she couldn't stop it, so she ran outside the city gate, scolded everyone in the city, and scolded the sky, hating the injustice.
Its voice is hoarse, its drink is terrible, it is too guarded and not out, and the heavens are not revealed, but it attracts a passing immortal, who comes across thousands of miles, and kills the evil dragon with a knife.
The severed head of the dragon was as big as a hill, and the dragon's blood spurted into the sky, turning into a rain of blood, and it rained for three days and three nights.
When Li Xiangyi came to the Dragon Slaying Cliff, he saw an incomparably huge skeletal dragon head from a distance, lying horizontally on the river cliff.
At the fracture of the huge skeletal dragon head, there was still a pure sword intent remaining.
Without using the [Heaven and Man Induction] supernatural power, he could see in a trance that an unruly swordsman, hearing the angry scolding of the village woman, stepped into the air, slashed lightly, and let the evil dragon give the head, and then left in a dashing manner.
Coming down from the Dragon Cliff, he went to the Wenji Academy in the north of the city, which the old boatman mentioned.
Wenji Academy is the premier Confucian academy in Hanzhou City, and the head of the academy is known as a virtuous person, and almost every person who comes to Hanzhou to study in the countryside will go to pay respects.
However, when Li Xiangyun and Xiao Qianjun passed, the academy was empty.
The mountain chief took all the teachers and students of the academy, emulated the Holy Teacher, and went out to study, leaving only a blind old man to watch the door.
Li Xiangyi had no choice but to wait for the next opportunity to visit again.
In the evening, he led Xiao Qianjun to the last place worth visiting mentioned by the old boatman-Qinglian Temple.
Qinglian Temple is located in the west of Hanzhou City, by Qinglian Lake.
The view is a lame old man, although the appearance is a little unbearable, but the character is excellent, and the Taoist method is even better, but anyone inside and outside the state city has encountered a sneaky and evil thing, will come to Qinglian Temple for help.
Lao Dao and his apprentices never shirked, and they only cut down the evil and punished the evil, without asking for any reward, and relied on their own strength to spend their time.
Outside the Confucian Academy in Hanzhou, the Buddhist temple was originally flourishing, since the establishment of the Qinglian Temple, there is a trend of the Tao rising and the Buddha disappearing, and the wind of the state city worshipping the Tao is a grand view for a while.
Before Li Xiangyi and Xiao Qianjun arrived at Qinglian Lake, they saw many people, carrying incense and candles, flocking to the simple Taoist temple located by the lake.
Li Xiangyun stopped an elderly woman and asked, "Auntie, why are you in such a hurry to Qinglian Temple?" β
The aunt glanced at the handsome scholar in green shirts, and then looked at the girl in the green skirt beside him, carrying a small bookcase.
Amiable asked, "Housheng, are you from other places?" β
Li Xiangyi nodded: "Yes, we are from Lingzhou in the west, and we just arrived in Hanzhou today." β
The aunt smiled: "Then it's not strange, you are a foreigner who doesn't know, Qinglian Guan Yu Lao Zhenren, invited the Liujing Immortal from the Eastern Changchun Temple to preach, and held a three-day festival, today is the third day!" β
"That Liujing Immortal, but the famous Daozi at the top of the Eastern Dao Gate, this opportunity is very rare, and all the believers in the city have come."
Li Xiangyi was a little surprised, and asked, "The Liujing Immortal you are talking about, but Nanliujing?" β
The aunt nodded proudly: "Yes, it's him!" I listened to the two-day puja of Liujing Immortals, and I benefited a lot, and I feel that if I listen to another lesson today, I will be able to realize the Tao and become a cultivator! β
Li Xiangyi glanced at his aunt's roots and qualifications, and did not speak.
The aunt hurried to the Taoist temple, grabbed a good position, didn't say more, waved her hand, and hurriedly left with the little horse.
Xiao Qianjun looked at the crowd of people who were flocking to the Taoist temple from all directions, but she was a little curious: "Senior brother, is that Nanliujing Daozi very famous?" β
Li Xiangyi nodded with a smile: "It is indeed very famous, but three years ago, he was ranked in the top ten of the Beizhou people list, the peerless Tianjiao, the leader of the Eastern Daomen, the closed disciple of the elder Guan Guan Master, the real Daoist of the Daomen." β
Xiao Qianjun blinked: "Is he more powerful than Senior Brother?" β
Li Xiangyi touched her head and replied, "You should ask, is he worse than the Xie family." β
Xiao Qianjun sighed and asked, "Then is he more powerful than the son of the Xie family?" β
"It's a little more powerful, it's almost to the Nine Realms. However, he is five years older than Xie Jiashu, and the Xie family in five years may not be weaker than his demeanor today. β
The corner of Li Xiangyi's mouth smiled lightly: "After all, the eldest son of Xie is the Yushu of the Xie family, the faΓ§ade of the cold mountain, how can he be weaker than the heirs of other families?" β
"Xiao Qian'er, did you say?"
Xiao Qianjun nodded, but she always felt that the smile of the senior brother was a little bad.
"Xiao Qian'er, do you think I should repair a book and send it back to the academy, so that Mr. and Dong and Liu can supervise Xie Jiazi together, so that he can cultivate quickly and ascend to the realm as soon as possible?"
"There is a person who returned to Ye on the first day of Beizhou, and it is just a matter of pressing it on his head, how can he let this Liujing Immortal also press on his head? I have lost the identity of my Hanshan faΓ§ade. β
Xiao Qianjun is sure that the senior brother is not a little bad with a smile, but a little bad at the person.
At this moment, a clear voice came from not far away: "If I were Xie Jiashu, I would have to smack your face." β
Xiao Qianjun followed the sound and saw that in the willow shade by Qinglian Lake, there was a young Taoist who was as rich as jade and white-clothed.
The white-clothed Taoist man was walking towards the two of them.
Xiao Qianjun looked at him, and then at the senior brother beside him, his big eyes flashed, and he didn't understand what the situation was.
Li Xiangyun shook the folding fan, very disdainful: "If you have the ability, you can smack it now, see if I don't rub your ugly face with the reflection Taoist method and send it to those aunts and aunts in the view?" β
"Phew!"
The young man in white clothes opened his mouth and flew towards Li Xiangyi with a mouthful of spit.