subvert the late Tang Dynasty

Minshan is located in the city of Fuzhou. The mountain is not high, but the scenery on the mountain is excellent, with jagged rocks, shady forests, and many places of interest.Zhu and Wen visited the stone carving of the seal script "Prajna Terrace" written by Li Yangbing, a great calligrapher of the Tang Dynasty, next to Huayan Rock in the south of Shannan. The brushwork is simple and vigorous, and the silver hook and iron painting have high artistic value.

Huang Ying said with a smile: "Third Brother, your poetry is so good, you must be very knowledgeable, do you know who this Li Yangbing is?"

Zhu Wen was sweating for a while, he couldn't write any poems, he could just recite some excellent works of famous "later generations", and he really didn't know who Li Yangbing was.Immediately replied honestly: "Xiaosheng is ignorant and ignorant, and I hope the talented Huang Dacai will tell you."

Seeing that Huang Ying finally stopped Zhu Wen once, she said proudly, "You know the great poet Li Bai, don't you?"

Zhu Wen smiled and said: "Of course I know about Li Bai. Poetry Immortal, no matter how ignorant I am, I have heard of Li Bai's fame... Could it be that Li Yangbing has something to do with this Poet Immortal Li Bai?"

Huang Ying nodded with a smile and said: "You can teach me a child. This Li Yangbing is Li Bai's clan uncle, and he once wrote the preface to Li Bai's poetry anthology. Li Bai was frustrated in officialdom, and his career was ups and downs. He offended the powerful several times, thanks to his clan uncle's help. resolve."

Zhu Wen said: "That's how it is. Speaking of which, Li Bai is a real person. He is talented, but he is too frivolous and arrogant. He even asked Gao Lishi to take off his boots for him. What's even more ridiculous is that he dared to let Meng Lang Li Longji, Emperor of the Tang Dynasty, rubbed ink for him, although Li Longji appreciates his talent, he will definitely not reuse someone like him."

Huang Ying giggled and said, "If it's someone like you, you'll definitely be reused, right? Not only are you good at writing poems, but you're also surprisingly talented in martial arts. You're also so low-key, and you can cook well. And know how to please girls..."

Zhu Wen said boldly: "Of course, I don't even look at who your husband is?"

Huang Ying stuck out her tongue, shaved her face and said, "I'm really shameless, who would agree to marry you, a poor boy? How dare you call yourself a husband?"

The two were walking in the mountains while bickering. Suddenly Zhu Wen saw a rock about three feet long, but it was divided into two in the middle. This is the famous Perak Rock.According to legend, during the reign of Sisheng in the Tang Dynasty, an eminent monk read the Huayan Sutra for the first time here. Suddenly, it rained heavily, and a thunderstorm split the stone into a room. An eminent monk was given a lecture in the stone room, hence the name Perak Rock.

It was a sunny day with no clouds in the sky. Although it was just early February, it was still a bit early for outings, but there were quite a few people visiting Minshan.There is a tea booth in front, more than ten tourists who are tired from walking are drinking tea and chatting in the simple tea booth. Go for a walk and chat during the day to pass the boring time.

Zhu Wen said: "I'm also a little thirsty, let's go to the front and have a drink of tea, and take a rest by the way."

Huang Ying twitched her lips and said, "You are also a martial arts practitioner. Why do you have to rest after walking for a while? It seems that your martial arts training has been for nothing."

Zhu Wen said with a smile: "Even if you don't rest, it's good to have a sip of tea."

The two went into the tea booth and sat down, and ordered a pot of high-quality Wuyi mountain tea. The tea was fragrant, sweet and smooth.Although the level of tea production at that time had not yet reached the heights of the Ming and Qing dynasties, after all, Wuyishan tea is the hometown of tea with the longest history in the history of Chinese tea. Guanyin and Dahongpao are all developed on the basis of Wuyi Mountain tea.

The two sipped tea and listened to the group of tea drinkers chatting about some mountain anecdotes.

The old tea seller said: "Do you know that nerd Zhou Pu who lives in Minshan Temple on the mountain?"

"Of course I know, who doesn't know that poor and pedantic old man, what's the matter, what jokes have the old man made recently?" A tea guest asked.

The old man selling tea said with a smile: "Why do you know that old guy is making a joke again as soon as I tell you?"

The tea guest also laughed and said, "Who doesn't know that old nerd Zhou Pu is making jokes every day? As long as someone mentions him, the old guy must have made some funny things again."

"Hehe, I really made you guess right. I heard that Zhou Pu wrote a poem before this week. What are the two lines in the poem... Oh, by the way, it is 'Yu Li is not everywhere, the sound of the river flows to West.' The day before yesterday, a scholar walked to the gate of the temple where Zhou Pu lived, and read loudly on purpose: 'Yu Li is not everywhere, and the sound of the river flows to the east.' "This old guy is most particular about poetry, and there must be no difference , I am going out to argue with the scholar right now, and I want to ask the scholar why he mispronounced his poems.But the scholar was also badly injured. When he saw Zhou Pu coming out, he ran away on his donkey, and the stubborn old man Zhou Pu chased after him.I didn't expect that pedantic old man Zhou Pu to be able to run, and even chased him for several miles in one breath... Haha..."

All the guests who were drinking tea burst into laughter. There was even a tea customer who was drinking tea, and when he heard the old tea seller's words, he spit out the tea.Zhu Wenwen and Huang Ying couldn't help but smile, thinking: "This old guy is really pedantic, because he mispronounced a word in his poem, and even chased him for several miles. You are short-sighted."

I only heard the tea guest ask: "What happened later, did you catch up?"

The old tea seller said: "Of course I caught up. After Zhou Pu caught up with the scholar, he stopped him and asked: 'My poem is: Yu Li is not everywhere, and the sound of the river flows westward. How do you pronounce it as the sound of the river flowing eastward? ?' You said how pedantic that old guy is?"

The crowd laughed again.

A woodcutter who cut firewood said: "There is something even more irritating. Last year I was cutting firewood on the mountain, and I was going down the mountain with a bundle of firewood on my back. I happened to meet this pedantic Zhou Pu. I didn't know him at the time, but he saw him When I got there, I strode forward and grabbed my arm and shouted, "Haha, I finally got it, I got it!" This scared me a lot. I thought it was a lunatic who came from somewhere, and I was so scared that I lost my mind. When the firewood is gone, it runs away.

"That stubborn old man picked up my firewood and chased me. I couldn't help but run faster. At this moment, two servants from the yamen came to the front. I saw the old man chasing me behind. I was still holding a hatchet for chopping wood. So those two tolerances regarded me as a thief. In my neck, you say I am not unlucky?"

The old tea seller said with a smile: "Then what happened later? It can't be true that you will be sent to the yamen to be punished, right?"

The woodcutter said: "Fortunately, the stubborn old man Zhou Pu followed behind, and talked a lot to the tolerance officers, what to say, because he saw me passing by with firewood on his back, he thought about it, and got two poems , and then excitedly took my hand. Tell me, isn’t this old guy sick? He thought that the two poems had nothing to do with me, and he was beaten up several times by two tolerance brothers..."

Zhu Wen asked curiously: "Do you still remember the two poems that Zhou Pu got?"

The woodcutter saw that Zhu Wen was so dignified that he didn't look like an ordinary person, so he didn't dare to neglect, and hurriedly said: "Although I don't know many words, I almost went to jail because of the two lines of the old man's poems, so I remember those two lines of poems." It is very clear, it should be "Where are the children and grandchildren free to be guests, and the pines and cypresses are cut down for salary." I don't think these two poems are good, and the old guy actually treats it as if he got a treasure."

Zhu Wen also became very interested in Zhou Pu, a pedantic old man, and asked, "Which monastery does this old man live in?"

The woodcutter said: "I used to live in a small temple not far from here. A few days ago, I heard that Elder Guanxiu of Shaolin Temple in Songshan invited him to Shaolin Temple to discuss literature and poetry. Now he lives in Shaolin Temple."

Zhu Wenqi said: "Songshan Shaolin Temple? The old guy ran so far?"