Reincarnation of the Heavens: Starting from Hong Kong Comprehensive

Chapter 218: The Scenery of the Capital (Additional update, 22)

The veterans of the former Qing Dynasty had been struggling for so long, and they even sent a little Belle just for three things:

decent!

decent!

Still so decent!
Therefore, it was difficult to expose the secret help of people in the Taoist sect, and Meng Fan was too lazy to pay attention to these guys who were nostalgic for the old times and daydreaming.

After giving three days of grace time, they followed the master to their destination in the capital.

Outside Xuanwu Gate.

Lu Zuguan.

This is a Quanzhen Taoist temple, dedicated to the famous Lu Zu. The specific construction year cannot be verified. It is only known that one of the attics was built in the early Qing Dynasty, and other areas are even older.

Although Meng Fan and his party are members of the Shangqing sect, Master said that he and the master of the temple are close friends, and they often communicate and discuss Taoism, so they have a close relationship.

Moreover, as many as ten thousand flowers grow on one tree, all Dao sects in the world are one family. The current situation is difficult and it is the time to support each other.

Going up the stone steps, there are mountain gates, bell and drum towers, three front halls, three middle halls, three east and west side halls, five back halls, and five east and west side halls on the north-south axis.

Each hall has exquisite reliefs, made of wood and brick, matching various scenery, historical background, and the blessing of Lu Zu's prestige, Meng Fan has the feeling of Grandma Liu entering the Grand View Garden.

Perhaps noticing the surprise and awe in his disciple's eyes, Qianhe couldn't help but say: "Maoshan Zongtan is even more impressive. Let's go back early at the end of the year and kowtow to the ancestors."

"Okay." Meng Fan nodded seriously.

"The most blessed place in the world, the eighth cave..."

The patron of Xianfeng Daogu spoke with admiration and said half-jokingly: "If you can stay here for a short period of time, you will have no regrets in this life."

"What did Brother Xu say? It just so happens that our sect is holding a grand ceremony this year. Why don't you go back with me and be a witness..."

Hearing the word "witness", Taoist Xu stopped talking.

As time went by, the leader of Maoshan fell into the devil's path and was jointly killed by his junior brothers and juniors, which has caused an uproar.

However, one should not take the initiative to ask about this matter. Xu Taoist cherishes his friendship with Qianhe very much. Because of this, he should be careful about it.

"As long as you want, I dare not ask for your ears."

Just like that, the matter was settled.

Under the leadership of Taoist Master Xu, the six masters and disciples first offered incense to the Sanqing Taoist Patriarch, followed by Lu Zu...

Finally, he was placed in a large courtyard.

Spacious and quiet.

Meng Fan rested for the night, took a shower and changed clothes early the next morning, put on a wide Taoist robe, and together with his fellow Taoists of the Quanzhen Sect, kowtowed incense to the Taoist ancestors of Sanqing and Lu Zu as usual to express their respect.

Nothing happened, so I spoke to Master again at noon, and then went out to see the sights of the capital.

Having traveled through time twice, and having never entered Taoism in the first half of his life, he had never been here before, so he was naturally curious about all the features.

"Mahua, hemp flowers with assorted fillings, delicious and not sticky to the teeth."

"Bun, the dog ignores the bun!"

Sellers carrying burdens peddled along the street, wearing faded short coats and ripped cloth shoes.

It's a hard time...

In a few years, it will become even more difficult.

Meng Fan sighed inwardly, and helped out as much as he could, taking care of the business of the shopkeepers. Anyway, he practiced physical training, let go of eating, and his appetite was astonishingly large.

Soon, the story of Meng Daoye's righteousness and wealth spread around Xuanwumen. In more than ten or twenty years, some literati may mention such an anecdote when writing their memoirs.

"Master Dao, that's the southern half of the alley, also called the Shaoxing Guild Hall."

A seller of marijuana flowers volunteered to act as a guide for Meng Fan, introducing the scenery of the capital.

It has to be said that the people in the market are indeed well-informed and quickly explained the origin of this place.

Guild halls existed as early as the Ming Dynasty. They were built to provide food and accommodation for candidates from all over the country who came to Beijing to take exams.Chinese people attach great importance to local concepts and feelings. Officials from all over the country hope that the children from their hometown can pass the scientific examination and become officials in the court.

Therefore, those who are officials in Beijing must choose a location, purchase land, and build a guild hall for the younger generations in their hometown, so that they can prepare for exams with peace of mind and shine on their family name.

"Alas, when the Tatars came to Beijing, they instituted a system of dividing banners and civilians. They reserved the best areas for their own people, and moved the people and guild halls who had lived in the city for generations to the outer city."

Mentioning this matter, the salesman gritted his teeth, obviously his ancestors had suffered a lot for generations.

"Let's watch the cycle of cause and effect." Meng Fan shook his head.

"What the Taoist said is that although Chang Mao did all kinds of evil in those days, he killed Tatars. This alone makes people feel relieved."

Next, the two of them did not talk about the things that were swept into the garbage, but continued to talk about the style of the capital.

"This Shaoxing guild hall, originally called Shanhuiyiguan, was originally a guild hall shared by the people of Shanyin and Kuaiji counties. During the reign of Xuantong, the two counties were merged and called Shaoxing, and the name was changed to Shaoxing guild hall."

Vaguely aware of Meng Fan's interest in this alley, the salesman immediately searched his mind and combined his own opinions as he continued:

"So, the Shaoxing cuisine here is absolutely authentic, and many people from Shanyin and Kuaiji like to gather here..."

Get together?

Can I see Brother Xun?
Meng Fan had no intention of interfering with the general trend of history, but he wanted to meet the gentleman with hundreds of pen names and countless vests. When he was studying, he read many excerpts of articles and deeply admired him in his heart.

"Unfortunately, the southern half of the alley where the Shaoxing Guild Hall is located has bad feng shui, and the entrance to the alley is the famous execution ground - Caishikou.

When the old witch Cixi was there, many righteous men were killed here, and all kinds of evil rumors spread.A few days ago, Wang Er, a bun seller, was walking at night when he saw an unusually large dog suddenly appear at the end of the alley, licking blood from the ground.

After the beast saw him, a burst of fire shot up into the sky. "

At this point, the salesman glanced at Meng Fan, thinking that the Taoist man was attracted by dirty things.

In fact, there is no evil spirit here. On the contrary, there is a great righteousness.

The Six Gentlemen of Wuxu were tortured at Caishikou. The old witch specifically told them to kill these six people with a blunt knife, thinking that she could scare those who came after her.

The results of it.

The blunt knife slashed Mr. Tan's neck bones dozens of times before his body was separated.

But the sentence left behind: If you have the intention to kill the thief, you will be unable to save yourself. If you die well, be happy!
It has become an eternal masterpiece.

"Ugh."

With a long sigh, Meng Fan silently recited the "Lingbao Salvation Sutra" in his heart, feeling quite uncomfortable.

Around two in the afternoon.

On the recommendation of the salesman, Meng Fan went to Guangheju, a little further away. It was an old-fashioned restaurant without a shop. From the outside, it looked like an ordinary courtyard house.

"Master Dao, I won't go in. I'll wait for you while eating mahua outside."

"Don't refuse. I have to trouble you to show me around these days."

Meng Fan put his arm around the salesman's shoulders and dragged him through the door.

Facing the screen wall is a screen wall with a shiny copper-lettered signboard - Guanghe Ju Restaurant.

Inside the gate, there is a large black oil bench for the diners and their attendants to rest.

Since he said he would treat us, Meng Fan could not break his promise and continued walking inside.

The waiter was slightly surprised and glanced at the salesman several times. When he came to his senses, he did not neglect him and greeted him warmly: "You're here! How many of you are there?"

"Two people." Meng Fan said.

As soon as the waiter heard this, he immediately shouted inside: "You two, watch your seat!"

　Mr. Lu Xun lived in the Shaoxing Guild Hall, and he often wrote diaries to complain. Here are two for your viewing pleasure:
　　"Night, there was a fuss from Fujianese in the next room."

　　"A Fujian guest came from the next room, and at midnight Judah howled like a wild dog. He came out and scolded him, don't worry."

　　It is mentioned in the novel that Caishikou is indeed near the Shaoxing Guild Hall. Perhaps it was influenced by the heroic souls that Mr. Wang wrote those articles. The rumor of wild dogs licking blood comes from the memoirs of Zhou Zuoren (Lu Xun’s original name was Zhou Shuren, there will be no big boss) I don’t know), I guess the story of human blood steamed buns is probably related to this supernatural rumor.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)