Lushan, also known as Kuanglu Mountain, travels west from the west bank of Poyang Lake, and can reach the foot of Lushan. Jiujiang Mansion has been flourishing since ancient times, and there are more Xunyang Jiangtou night send-offs, maple leaves and flowers in autumn. Lushan is the first of the wonders of Jiujiang Prefecture, the male of Lushan, Hanyang Peak looks down on the world; the show of Lushan is the name of Kuanglu Qixiu in the world. The realm of Lushan Mountain, the ravines are vertical and horizontal, and they are endless. In the overlapping ravines, the mountain springs are murmuring, converging into large water, flowing through strange stones for thousands of miles. Therefore, Lushan Waterfall is also a wonder of the world. In the Tang Dynasty, Li Taibai once had a poem: the sun shines on the incense burner and produces purple smoke, and the waterfall hangs in front of the river. The flying stream went straight down to 3,000 feet, and it was suspected that the Milky Way had fallen for nine days. There are also poems: the five old peaks in the southeast of Lushan Mountain, the blue sky cuts out the golden hibiscus. The beautiful scenery of Jiujiang can be knotted, and I will nest cloud pine here.

Because of the strange show of Lushan, since ancient times, literati and artists have gathered here, so it is also a must-visit place for guests from afar. Su Yuan and the three of them climbed from Hanyang Peak and looked at it, and saw that the Lushan mountain streams were vertical and horizontal, the ravines were interconnected, and there were many strange peaks and strange stones. From a distance, you can see that Poyang Lake is lined with hundreds of boats and thousands of sails, and it is a good scenery.

From Hanyang Peak down, to Sandi Spring, you can hear the sound of rumbling in the distance. When I didn't see it, I felt like thousands of horses galloping among them, closing my eyes lightly, and my ears were rumbling, and I could feel the majestic momentum coming from the sky. Walking in front of the waterfall again, the momentum of the high and far abruptly arises, and the human beings stand in front of the waterfall, how small. Let's look at this waterfall, throw beads and splash jade, look like egrets flying in the distance, snow waves rolling; and just like the shark silk thousands of pieces such as practice, the bucket hangs in the sky, nine days throwing. If you look at it closely, you will feel that the floating one is like snow, the broken one is like a fog, and the hanging one is like a curtain; when you hear its sound, you will hear it when you hear Yunlong, the wind will stir up the lightning, and it will be like a thunderbolt and four blows, and the roaring sound will be endless. As if hearing the battle of Kunyang and Julu again, tens of thousands of people drummed and corresponded. Xi Zhen was conquered by this vast momentum, and his uncle couldn't bear to leave.

Walk a few miles along the mountain road, you will reach the wonderful scenery of Xiufeng, and there are waterfalls hanging like this, even more than the three stacks of springs. Tang Li Taibai's "Wanglu Mountain Waterfall" was written here. When the waterfall roars, splash layers of white mist, put yourself in the white mist, feel the aura of heaven and earth, and the cold is pressing. Walking in the white mist, there is a hole in the heavenly blessed land on the stone wall. Entering the cave and walking, only one person can be done at the beginning, after half an hour, the heaven and earth are wide open, and the weather temperature is as moist as jade. The bamboo forest here is faint, and the birds are chirping, but the sound of the waterfall has long been heard.

At the end of the bamboo forest, there is a courtyard, which is plain and elegant as usual, and is no different from the ordinary farmhouse courtyard from the appearance. There is a bamboo plaque above the courtyard gate, and the book is hidden in the mountain villa. Entering the villa, you know how magnificent it is: gilded white marble door posts, vermilion hall doors, and the surrounding walls are full of famous calligraphy and paintings: there are calligraphy and paintings of famous people in the Tang and Song dynasties, and there are the authentic works of the great Confucian Fang Xiaoru of the world. On both sides of the hall, there is a row of guest seats, and each row has eight tables, implying the meaning of eight immortals crossing the sea. There are delicate Hetian jade teacups on the table, which are translucent throughout, as well as various wine glasses: white jade cups, rhino horn cups, ivory cups, bamboo cups, luminous cups, etc., which shows the wealth of the owner.

The main seat in front of the hall, the left and right sides stand side by side, one in the middle, and the teacups and wine glasses on the stage are no different from the guest table. The furnishings here are rich and noble, more like the actions of literati and scholars, if Taibai can enter here, there will be a good sentence passed down through the ages. However, the opposite abrupt place of the scenery here is that behind the guest tables on both sides, there are weapons racks arranged on each side, and there are eighteen kinds of blades such as swords, swords, halberds, axes, hooks and forks.

At this time, the hall was full of men in various costumes, but it was surprisingly quiet, and it seemed that even a silver needle could be heard falling on the ground. The people in the rivers and lakes who were sitting looked at the main seat in unison, although the main seat was empty, but everyone was looking at it with all their eyes.

After a while, a middle-aged man wearing a hat from behind the screen came to the main seat and sat on the left seat. As soon as they sat down, many men in the rivers and lakes all stood up, looking at the people who came without saying a word. The man hurriedly stood up, smiled and arched his hand: "Friends, it is really an honor for me to come to the Hidden Fog Villa. Jianghu people say that they are open to money, but in fact, what they rely on is the love of their friends. In the past, the ancestor had fought with Taizu in the Quartet, and he had a small success, and the ancestor did not want to be an official, but just wanted to be a free businessman. Therefore, Emperor Taizu gave the ancestor Danshu iron coupons, which were enshrined here in the next few generations. ”

I saw Qian Shangren open a curtain behind him, and everyone saw an incense case, and an iron coupon was enshrined on the incense case. Everyone was amazed, and the sound of tsk was endless.

Qian Shangren was still complacent, and said: "I Hidden Fog Villa, I just want to do business well, and I don't want to get involved in the battle between officialdom and rivers and lakes. Helplessly, on the sixteenth of last month, his brother Qian Weiren was slapped to death in Changsha. Although my eldest brother is greedy for money, he still opens up his fortune, sets up porridge shops everywhere, and builds houses to take in homeless people. But some people relied on martial arts to shatter their brother's heart with palm power and died. Speaking of this, the sadness on Qian Shangren's face gradually rose, and everyone in the hall sighed.

Qian Shangren said again: "Qian Mou has a little knowledge of martial arts, and he also knows a hundred schools, but he can't see the slightest clue in the palm of his brother's murder. In the past few days, I have been investigating in many ways, but I still haven't found who the murderer is. There are also rumors that Wudang Xi Zhen was killed, and when his brother's death was discovered, there was indeed a blood book left around him, and the murderer was Wudang Xi Zhen. Qian also thought this was the case at first, but later inquired in many ways, and it seemed that there were other people. Therefore, I, Qian, hereby make a heavy oath: no matter who it is, once Qian finds out the truth, even if I scatter all my wealth in Hidden Fog Villa, I will inevitably be entangled with him to the end. As he spoke, Qian Shangren couldn't help but get excited, and the people sitting down began to be excited.

A man in yellow said: "Money shopkeeper, looking down, the right and wrong of people in the martial arts are not headless." I think that Brother Ling and his father must have been killed by Xi Zhen, and he left a blood letter so that all of us would not suspect him, so that he could do it under the light. This man seemed to have spoken to the hearts of everyone present, and everyone present was in high spirits, and they all raised their arms and shouted, all saying that they wanted to find Xi Zhen and take revenge.

Qian Shangren's face was embarrassed, he basically believed the words of the Tianqing Daoist, but the scene in front of him might also overwhelm his judgment. However, the money shopkeeper still turned back firmly, and he waved his hand to signal everyone to be quiet: "Everyone, we should indeed take revenge, but we must also see clearly and investigate clearly. If we get carried away by hatred and kill innocent people indiscriminately, then how are we different from murderers?

As soon as Qian Shangren's words fell, a strange laugh came from outside the door: "Shopkeeper Qian, then who do you say is a good person and who is a bad person?"

Qian Shangren was stunned, and replied in a slightly angry voice: "Your Excellency, who is a master, come to the village, the humble house is full of glory." It's just that Your Excellency broke into my Hidden Fog Villa without passing the word, which is really not the work of the eldest husband, and it is also your lord's hidden head and tail, and the village is not very welcome. ”

At this time, a monk and a layman entered from the gate, and the monk came in and said: "Amitabha, the old monk Daoyan visited the money shopkeeper, and the money shopkeeper is not harmed?" The layman also hugged his fist with one hand and said: "In Xia Qiu Lie, I visited the money shopkeeper without permission, and I was really an uninvited guest. ”

Qian Shangren was displeased when he saw Yao Guangxiao and Qiu Lie, but when he heard Qiu Lie's words, his face suddenly eased, and then he greeted him with a smile: "It turned out that the master and Mr. Qiu were here, and the cold house was shining, so please have tea in the hall." ”

Yao Guangxiao smiled and said: "The money shopkeeper is wrong, if your village is a humble house, then there is no wealth in the world." ”

When Qian Shangren heard this, he also laughed and said: "What the master said is very true, the master is so humorous, Qian is embarrassed, please invite the master and Mr. Qiu to sit down for tea." Then he called the servant to serve tea, and asked Yao Guangxiao and Qiu Lie to sit at the head of the seat on the left and asked, "I wonder what the master and Mr. Qiu have to say when they come this time?" ”

Yao Guangxiao clasped his hands together and said: "The money shopkeeper is too modest, and the old monk came not to do anything for him, but only to meet with Sanqingguan the day before yesterday. The old monk knows that the money shopkeeper has always been benevolent and righteous first, and has the style of a gentleman, I don't know if the old monk comes, whether it is humiliating to drive? If so, the old monk should leave. ”

Qian Shangren has been secretly scolding Yao Guangxiao and Qiu Lie in his heart, just because that day in Sanqingguan, Yao Guangxiao and Qiu Lie's style made him very unhappy. He did not intend to make friends with such despicable people, but those who came were guests, and it would be contrary to hospitality to turn them away. And this monk sealed Qian Shangren's words as soon as he opened his mouth, so Qian Shangren was helpless, so he had to reluctantly greet him with a smile.

What kind of people Yao Guangxiao and Qiu Lie were, they could naturally guess Qian Shangren's thoughts, so they didn't continue to say anything, just sat there and said nothing. In this way, Qian Shangren is neither advancing nor retreating, which is very embarrassing. Qian Shangren could not know the intention of the two of them, but before the words were broken, no one opened the first sentence.