Chapter 84: Ke Sibei has always been (Part 2)

The meeting talked about the end of the evening. Abu originally wanted to keep Zhao Xing for dinner, but Zhao Xing was busy going to the dock to see his boat, and Pu Yian seemed to have no intention of attending the banquet. After signing the contract, the two hurriedly said goodbye.

After leaving, Zhao Xing had an extra ring on his hand. This was the seal ring given by Abu, with a special secret note on it. Hailu and Luoyao, in an era when information exchange was not smooth, the two sides agreed to use their own seals as identification. Only those who hold the authorization letter with the seal are trustworthy... Of course, these are all small details.

After walking out of the Arabian shopping mall, Pu Yian seemed a little worried. He said in a low voice: "Recently, news has been heard that the trade route to Europe has almost been interrupted. A Principal of Venice has emerged there, and on land, Christian pirate attacks have never stopped..."

The Principality of Venice - Then, with the rise of the Principality of Venice, it should be the prosperity of the glass manufacturing industry. In this Principality of Venice, except for glass, Zhao Xing only remembers that Shakespeare once wrote a comedy "The Merchant of Venice".

In this era, the Arabs' navigation technology should be the most advanced, and they dominate the oceans of the world. The Principality of Venice got the moon first, and learned advanced navigation technology from Arab merchants. Then, they purchased goods from Arab merchants and sold them to Europe, making a lot of money.

Later, the Spaniards quickly learned advanced navigation technology because they were close to Venice and Arabia. Then, the world entered the era of great navigation...

The Age of Discovery is an important stage in world history. Zhao Xing, no matter how blind he is, he roughly remembers the existence of this era. From the Principal of Venice, he suddenly thought of Singapore.

"I remember there was a place where I remember that the gorge was a fertile place... We went to find it and built it into an Eastern transit station. In this way, Venice transferred goods in the West, and we transferred goods from the East to Africa and Arabia... Let's go, we have no time to delay, so leave quickly." Zhao Xing immediately made a decision.

In fact, his decision was too late. Shortly after he arrived in Saigon, a prince of Sanfuqi came to a strange land to chase a lion. He named this land "Lion Kingdom", which later became Singapore, Singapore that guarded the Strait of Malacca.

Pu Yian shook his head: "I know where you said, Boni (the name of Brunei in the Song Dynasty) right? Don't you know that it was Pu Luche, my ancestors who led the Boni merchants to pay tribute. Therefore, our family has the identity of a Song man? We can no longer do it by guarding the gorge.

This time, Abu wants to follow us, and he needs at least ten days to prepare. And I haven’t been home for many years. I have to rely on him to guide the way across the sea. So we have to wait."

Puluche should be "brucher". This name seems to be the name of the Vikings? Why, the Pu family has Viking blood?

Zhao Xing also wanted to say, "I'm afraid you misunderstood. Boni should be the name of the Philippines." But as soon as he opened his mouth, he heard a young man in Tang suit on the side of the road, shaking his head and chanting in the posture of the Song people: "Jiazhi is different from the wind, cold and warm again urges. The mountain fruits are ripe in mid-winter, and wild flowers are blooming in the first month of the year. Rain brings fog and thunder under the light frost. My hometown is more than ten thousand miles away, and I have always thought about it... What a good poem."

He recited this poem in Song Dynasty. When he recited it, he still stared at Zhao Xing, as if he was waiting for Zhao Xing to talk.

Zhao Xing stopped, looked at the other party, smiling and silently. The man bowed his hand and performed a song: "In the lower Chen Gongchuan, are you a great sage from the Supreme Kingdom of the Heavenly Kingdom? In the past, Du Shenyan of the Tang Dynasty wrote the song "Hi'an Annan" just now. Is there any masterpiece of the great sage here?"

Hearing the other party's common name, Pu Yian's face changed and he leaned into Zhao Xing's ear and said softly: "His grandfather is the commander of the palace and a very large official."

Chen Gongchuan looked at Zhao Xing with a smile and continued to ask: "I just heard that someone invited you to the Wang Fuzi Temple, but you were in a hurry to go and refused... I wonder if you are anxious now?"

"No rush," Zhao Xing replied readily: "I'm not in a hurry at all now... Depending on the situation, I have to stay here for a few days and wait for a partner to go out to sea together. In these days, I'm not in a hurry at all."

"Please--", Chen Gongkawa greeted him with his hands. Zhao Xing walked side by side with him without hesitation.

Wang Fuzi Temple does not respect Wang Fuchou, but he respects his son very much. Wang Bo, a talented man in the Tang Dynasty. At the door, there are several steles and stones inlaid on the wall, engraved with the "Preface to the Pavilion of King Teng" written by Wang Bo. These inscriptions seem to be from different people. They write the same article in various brushstrokes, and carve these characters into stone steles and inlaid on the wall. However... In Wang Bo's father's ancestral hall, writing these copybooks always gives people the feeling of "playing with a big knife in front of Guan Gong's door."

At the entrance of the temple, there was a couplet hanging on the door posts on both sides, as if to express my feelings about Wang Bo’s life experience, and it read:

So how can luck be nothing more than half a lifetime of vanity and a big dream;

A young man will inevitably go to the end of the Qing Dynasty and the setting sun."

Good couplet.

Zhao Xing couldn't help but feel excited when he entered the ancestral hall - is this the place where the famous Wang Bo was nurtured? I remember that Wang Bo's father taught Wang Bo to become a talent here, so the preface to the Tengwang Pavilion that has been famous for all ages - "The setting sun and the lone wild goose fly together, the autumn water and the sky grow together... The mountains and rivers are hard to cross, who is sad about the lost people? When we meet by chance, we are all guests from a foreign land... We are not lucky and have a miserable fate. Feng Tang is easy to grow old, but Li Guang is difficult to be granted... Older old should be stronger, and we would rather move our heads to the old age? We are poor and stronger, and we should not fall into the ambition of a green cloud..."

In this preface, every word is worth casting with gold! For thousands of years, it still shines with a sparkling light!

The layout of the ancestral hall is very strange. As soon as you enter the gate, two small pavilions were built symmetrically on the left and right open spaces, and two couplets were hung on the pavilions. Zhao Xing stopped and was about to ask the other party to see the couplets on the pavilion. At this moment, a Vietnamese man wearing a hat met Chen Gongchuan and handed two pages of paper excitedly: "Yanei, I got it, two new Song boats came to the dock. I heard that there were students with bachelor's surname, Zhao. They also brought new bachelor's work with them..."

Chen Gongchuan snatched the two pages of paper and chanted loudly at one of the pages, sighing with one thought: "The river goes east, the waves wash away, and the eternal heroes.

To the west of the old building, the humanity is the Red Cliff of Zhoulang of the Three Kingdoms.

Rocks collapsed in clouds, waves cracked in the shore, and thousands of snow piles rolled up.

The country is like a picture, and there are so many heroes at the moment!

I remember that when Gongjin was first married, Xiao Qiao was so handsome that he was so handsome.

Feather fan and silk scarf, while chatting and laughing, the masts and oars were destroyed.

When I travel in my hometown, I should laugh at me for being passionate and give birth to my hair.

The world is like a dream, and a bottle of wine will pour out the moon in the river."

After reading it, he quickly turned over a page and then read the next song: "The sunset embroidered curtain rolled up, and the pavilion was empty.

Zhijun’s new work for me, the windows are wet and red.

I have long recorded the misty rain in the south of the Yangtze River in Pingshan Hall, and there are no lonely geese.

I recognized the drunken man's words: "There is no mountains."

A thousand hectares, all the mirrors are clear, and the green peaks are falling.

Suddenly the waves rose, and a white-headed man danced.

It is a pity that the young master of Lantai is not clear about Zhuangzi's natural sounds, and he is a male and female.

A little bit of great energy, a thousand miles of wind is so happy.”

Zhao Xing laughed. The first poem was Su Dongpo's most famous old work, while the latter poem was a new poem - Last year's new poem, Su Dongpo's friend built a Kuaizai Pavilion in Huangzhou and asked him to drink at the pavilion, so this poem came into being.

After Chen Gongchuan finished reading the poem, he forgot that Zhao Xing was still by his side. He eagerly grabbed the man wearing a hat and asked, "Do you remember the road? It's that boat, take me there quickly. Meet the bachelor's disciple."

Zhao Xing didn't know that the man wearing a hat in Vietnam is basically a soldier now. Seeing that the man wearing a hat was shook by Chen Gongchuan, his eyes turned pale, he couldn't help but remind him kindly: "You are talking about Madam Su's disciple... As far as I know, there are not many Madam students, and in Vietnam, I just came on the Song boat, it seems that I am the only one who came here. My surname is Zhao."

After hearing this, Chen Gongchuan slowly let go of the man in the hat. He glanced at Zhao Xing. At this time, Pu Yian nodded vigorously behind Zhao Xing. Chen Gongchuan was stunned for a moment, and suddenly laughed at the sky: "Occurrence... Why is it so coincidental that I only heard that a tribute was on the boat, but I didn't expect it... "

"Happy Pavilion... Let's go to the pavilion, and we will also sit on the pavilion." Zhao Xing pointed to the two small pavilions beside the courtyard gate and said a whisper: "Isn't it happy to wear the collar and be in the wind? Brother Chen, go to the pavilion to talk."

Chen Gongchuan stood still, his face looked ugly, hesitated for a while before he replied hard: "The two pavilions were to pay homage to the dead... My ancestors crossed the sea from Fujian. During the rebellion in the late Western Jin Dynasty and Tang Dynasties, most of the villagers were wandering overseas, lonely and helpless, and unable to make funerals. Therefore, the villagers built these two Yi Pavilions, buried the villagers, and made the lonely people pay homage to them..."

"It turns out that they are all separated." Zhao Xing slowly walked to the two pavilions and looked up at the threshold couplet on the pavilion sadly. One of the trail couplets reads: "The willows in front of the wind, the flying flowers are light and the sorrows cannot be held back; after the rain, the suburbs are like washing the lush grass, and now there are still tears." - The pavilion is called "Fengyu Pavilion".

Another pavilion is called "Yongfae Pavilion", and the couplet is:

There is no noble and can grow up, and the world is like clouds. This is the true ending;

Don’t say that prosperity lasts for a long time, life is like morning dew, and it used to be a fake show."

Zhao Xing stroked the two sill couplets, and his fingers followed the strokes to depict one by one, and said softly: "After this, I travel through the war-torn continent, can I have a place of size to be buried?"

Pu Yian just said that the Mediterranean was extremely uneasy - in fact, the Crusades had already started before the Pope's call for the Eastern Expedition. Now, on the sea, the battle has been fierce. It was around the past few years that the Arab naval fleet had been completely destroyed, and since then, the sea has become the world of the Principality of Venice and the Byzantine Fleet.

The year the Pope issued the expedition, the Christians spontaneously organized had besieged an Arab port city for five years - it can be imagined that even on land, the African continent was not short of large-scale wars.
Chapter completed!