The world's most invincible

Chapter 79 Confucianism and Taoism

As soon as they entered Hanzhou City, Li Goyi and Xiao Qianjun were surrounded by a group of soldiers in battle armor and holding spears.

This made him a little surprised, but he didn't panic, and stood calmly.

A long-haired military man in golden armour, with a horizontal knife on his waist, stepped forward and stared at the surrounded green-clothed scholars.

"Are you Gu Tianju?"

Li Gouan shook his head: "No, I'm Li Gouan, I don't know why the military master put up such a battle?"

The soldier looked at him carefully: "Wearing a green shirt, tall and straight, and handsome, you are really not Gu Tianju? The second lady has your portrait in her hand, so don't coax me, or the crime will be worse!"

Li Xiangyi replied with a smile: "Really, I came from the Great Wei Dynasty in the Central Region. Today is the first time I set foot in Hanzhou City. I have nothing to do with anyone, let alone Gu Tianju as the military master said."

The military man is still skeptical.

At this moment, a series of resounding hooves of horses sounded on the street, and a young girl in green clothes came on horseback with a few followers.

Soon several fast horses came to the city gate, and the soldiers stepped out of the way.

"Ma Teng, what are you doing around this scholar?" The green-clothed girl reined in her horse and asked, looking around.

The soldier hugged him and said, "Second Miss, he..."

"You've got the wrong person, he's not that bastard Gu Tianju!" the girl in Bishang interrupted.

I also understood what was going on, and apologized to Li Xiangyi: "This scholar, Ma Teng and the others mistook you for someone else, what an offense, I apologize to you on their behalf!"

She was actually a bold and neat girl.

Li Xiangyi bowed his hands in return and said: "It's okay, since it's a misunderstanding, it's good to let it go."

The girl nodded, took out a portrait from the storage bag at her waist, and handed it to the soldier: "This is just drawn by the artist, this is the bastard, take a look, don't make jokes and delay the business. "

The soldier opened it and took a closer look, and saw that the person in the painting was in his early twenties, wearing a green shirt and holding a jade fan.

Comparing with the scholar in green shirt in front of him, it is indeed not the same person, the scholar in green shirt in front of him is more elegant and handsome than the one in the painting.

He immediately closed the portrait, cupped his fists and said, "I'm sorry Mr. Li, someone's eyesight is stupid, and I mistook you for that villain with the surname Gu, please forgive me!"

Li Xiangyi replied again: "No problem!"

Then the girl in Bishang took the people away, rode out of the city, and the soldier Ma Teng led the soldiers to follow.

The river wind blows, and a few words of dialogue are faintly heard:
"Second miss, Gu Tianju must have escaped from the border of Hanzhou a long time ago, right? Can he still catch up?"

"That bastard dared to deceive the elder sister's feelings, even if he fled to the ends of the earth, I, Lu Xueying, would also catch him back and skin him!"

There were quite a few pedestrians and vendors at the gate of the city, and after the girl and the soldiers had gone away, they started talking in low voices.

Li Xiangyi listened, and learned that the bold girl in green clothes was the second daughter of the prefect of Hanzhou, and she also had an older sister named Lu Shuirou, who had a good relationship with a scholar named Gu, and it was known all over the city.

When the prefect couldn't help his daughter's begging and finally agreed, the scholar named Gu abandoned Miss Lu for some reason.

It's like a book about gifted scholars and beautiful ladies.

Li Goyi ignored these nosy matters, and led Xiao Qianjun to Luohuatai in the east of the city.

Luohua Terrace is one of the most famous towers in Hanzhou City. It stands on the edge of the Hanjiang River. You can see the alleys and streets of the city from the inside, and you can see the water and sky of the Hanjiang River from the outside.

Luohuajiangyue is one of the eight scenic spots in Hanzhou.

However, the most famous thing about Luohuatai is not its landscape and pavilions, but the legend about Li Houzhu, the emperor of poetry through the ages.

Empress Li was originally an emperor in Nanmeng Huazhou. Empress Yuji indulged in love affairs, neglected state affairs, and became the lord of subjugation.

He is very talented, especially good at poetry. After the country was destroyed and the country was overthrown, he mourned with the sorrow of the country's subjugation, but got the true meaning of the poem. emperor.

It is rumored that when he became a saint, he said, "Ask you how much sorrow you have, just like a river of spring water flowing eastward", which caused the nine-day sorrow rain to fall on the world, turning into a river of spring water, and heading eastward.

Although a person is sanctified, his family and country are no longer there, and the beauty has also passed away. After the past is over, Emperor Li Ci travels all over the world, traveling all over the nine continents.

It is rumored that his last stop came to Hanzhou.

On a spring day with gurgling drizzle, I looked at the river from the edge of the cold river, and left a sentence "flowing water and falling flowers, spring is gone, heaven and earth", and disappeared in the world, never to be seen again.

In order to commemorate this eternal emperor of Ci, later generations built a tower near the river, which is today's Luohuatai.

On the Luohuatai, Li Xiangyi listened to an old man with a refined temperament and seven or eight children tell the history of the Luohuatai, feeling a little moved.

If the empress Li had not indulged in romance back then, but had governed diligently, perhaps there would not have been "the most hasty resignation from the temple day", there would not have been "the homeland is unbearable to look back at the moon", and there would have been no "people grow to hate water". Changdong".

Of course, in that case, there may be one less ancient Ci emperor in the world.

Who knows?

Li Goyi does not disturb the elegant old man, but reminisces about the past and the present for the younger generation of the family, entertaining and entertaining.

He led Mr. Xiaoqian to the other corner of the tower to enjoy the magnificent scenery of the Hanjiang River.

Under Luohuatai, in a street shop, a woman in her early forties spat when she heard the elegant old man talk about various anecdotes about Emperor Li Ci back then.

"Bah! He is also worthy of being called Emperor Qiangu Ci? It's just a prince who abandoned his country and violated his orders!"

After scolding, the woman started to eat melon seeds, she seemed to be disdainful, and then spat out the melon seed shells in her mouth to the ground.

"Miss Zhou, how do you sell this comb?" A young girl entered the store and took a fancy to an exquisite horn comb.

"Five cents, if you scold me badly for disobedience, I will give it to you for free."

"This……"

The young girl is thin-skinned, and finally chose to pay.

Li Xiangyi, who came down from the Luohuatai, happened to see this scene, smiled, and led Xiaoqianjun away.

Then the brothers and sisters went to Zhanlongya, another scenic spot in Hanzhou.

There is also a famous legend about Zhanlongya. It is said that 400 years ago, Hanzhou did not belong to Dashun, but belonged to a small country.

In a wild bay in the lower reaches of the Han River, there is an evil dragon hovering. It asks Hanzhou City for a pair of boys and girls every month. If they are not delivered in time, Hanzhou will be flooded for eight hundred miles.

A small country with little power can't control it, it can only make offerings.

Later, a woman from a village outside the city ran outside the city gate because her five-year-old daughter was chosen, and she ran outside the city gate, cursing everyone in the city, pointing at the sky, hating the injustice of the sky.

His voice was hoarse, his voice was shrill, and the eunuch hadn't come out, and the Lord of Heaven hadn't appeared, but he attracted a passing immortal, who came across thousands of miles, and slew the dragon with a single blow.

The severed dragon's head was as big as a hill, and the dragon's blood sprayed into the sky and turned into blood rain, which lasted for three days and three nights.

When Li Xiangyi came to Zhanlongya, he saw an extremely huge skeleton and dragon head lying horizontally on the river cliff from a distance.

At the fracture of the huge skeleton and dragon head, there is still a pure saber intent.

He didn't need to use the [Heaven-Man Response] supernatural power, he could see in a trance, an unrestrained swordsman, who heard the village woman's scolding, stepped into the air, slashed lightly, let the evil dragon bestow his head, and then left gracefully. go.

After descending from Zhanlongya, he went to Wenji Academy in the north of the city mentioned by the old boatman.

Wenji Academy is the leading Confucian academy in Hanzhou City. The head of the academy is well-known, and almost every scholar from other places who comes to Hanzhou will pay homage to it.

However, when Li Goyi and Xiaoqian Jun passed by, the academy was empty.

The head of the mountain took all the teachers and students of the school to follow the example of the most holy teacher, and went out to study, leaving only a blind old man watching the gate.

Li Xiangyi had no choice but to wait for the next opportunity to visit.

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, beside Qinglian Lake.

The master of the temple is a lame old Taoist, although his appearance is a bit ugly, his character is excellent, and his skills are even better. Anyone who encounters sneaky and strange things inside and outside the city will come to Qinglian Temple for help.

The old Taoist and a group of apprentices never refuse, and just kill evil spirits, do not ask for any rewards, and rely on their own efforts for their expenses.

Outside the Confucian Academy in Hanzhou, Buddhist temples were originally prosperous, but since Qinglian Temple was established, Taoism has increased and Buddhism has disappeared.

Before Li Goui and Xiaoqianjun arrived at Qinglian Lake, they saw many people flocking to the simple Taoist temple by the lake, carrying incense and candles.

Li Goyi stopped an elderly woman and asked, "Auntie, why are you rushing to Qinglian Temple in such a hurry?"

The auntie glanced at the elegant and handsome scholar in green shirt, and then at the girl in green skirt with a small bookcase beside him.

He asked kindly, "Young students, are you from other places?"

Li Xiangyi nodded: "Yes, we came from Lingzhou in the west, and we just arrived in Hanzhou today."

The aunt smiled and said: "That's not surprising. You are an outsider and you don't know. Master Yu of Qinglian Temple invited the Immortal Liujing from Changchun Temple in the East to give a lecture. He held a three-day dharma meeting. Today is the third time. sky!"

"The Immortal Liujing is the most famous Taoist in the Eastern Realm. This opportunity is very rare. All the believers in the city have come."

Li Xiangyi was a little surprised, and asked: "The Immortal Liujing you mentioned, but Nanliujing?"

The aunt nodded proudly: "That's right, it's him! I've listened to Immortal Liujing's two-day dharma meeting, and I've benefited a lot. I feel that after listening to another lesson today, I will be able to enlighten and become an immortal!"

Li Goyi glanced at the aunt's roots and qualifications, but said nothing.

The aunt rushed to the Taoist temple in a hurry, grabbed a good seat, waved her hand without saying more, and left in a hurry with a ponytail.

Mr. Xiaoqian looked at the crowd of people flocking to the Taoist temple from all directions, but he was a little curious: "Brother, is that Daoist Nanliujing famous?"

Li Xiangyi nodded with a smile: "It is indeed very famous, but three years ago, he was ranked in the top ten of Beizhou people's list. "

Jun Xiaoqian blinked: "Is he better than senior brother?"

Li Goyi patted her head, and replied: "You should ask, is he more harmful than Xie Jiazi?"

Xiaoqian Jun snorted and asked, "Then is he better than Mr. Xie's family?"

"It's a bit more powerful, it's almost at the ninth level. But he is five years older than Xie Jiashu, and Xie Jiazi five years from now may not be weaker than his demeanor today."

Li Xiangyi smiled lightly at the corner of his mouth: "After all, Mr. Xie is Yushu of the Xie family, the face of Hanshan, how can he be weaker than the other family's heirs?"

"Little Qian'er, don't you think so?"

Xiaoqian Jun nodded, but she always felt that the senior brother's smile was a bit wicked.

"Little Qian'er, do you think I should write a book and send it back to the academy, so that Mr. Dong and Mrs. Liu can urge Xie Jiazi to practice quickly and get promoted as soon as possible?"

"There is Ye Guiren, the number one genius in Beizhou, and it's fine to put it on top of him. How can we let this Immortal Liujing also put it on top of him? I've lost my status as the face of Hanshan."

Mr. Xiaoqian is sure, it's not that the senior brother has a bad smile, but that he is a bad person.

At this moment, a clear voice came from not far away: "If I were Xie Jiashu, I would definitely spit on your face."

Xiaoqian Jun followed the sound and saw that in the shade of willows beside Qinglian Lake, there was a young Taoist priest who was as rich as jade and dressed in white clothes.

The Taoist in white was walking towards the two of them.

Mr. Xiaoqian looked at him, and then at the elder brother next to him, his big eyes fluttered, and he didn't understand what was going on.

However, Li Xiangyi shook his folding fan, very disdainful: "If you have the ability, you can spit now, see if I don't want to rub your ugly face with the method of reflection, and send it to the aunts and aunts in the temple?"

"Pooh!"

The young Taoist in white clothes opened his mouth, spit and flew towards Li Goui.

(End of this chapter)