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Chapter 110 Chisong Mountain

Chapter 110 Chisong Mountain

It seems that to demonstrate the geometry problem of Gai Jiaotian, maybe the Hu brothers are the auxiliary lines I want to draw. But how should I draw this auxiliary line?

"Mr. Song, what are Hu Yun's daily habits like?"

"Sir, from what I know, Hu Yun basically hangs out in three places: the government office, the prison, and his residence. He doesn't have any hobbies on weekdays. According to his colleagues, Hu Yun is not sociable and doesn't speak much.

He is also quite old-fashioned in how he handles things, so everyone stays away from him when nothing happens."

"Really?" I thought for a while and continued, "Mr. Song, what is the character of the Jinhua Prefect?"

Song Chengzu lowered his voice and said: "Back to the young master, Ren Yisong, the prefect of Jinhua, was a Jinshi during the late emperor's period. On the surface, he was quite upright. He prided himself on being noble and noble. He had been diligent in politics in the past few years, but for some reason he has been doing bad work in recent years.

It was only after I became obsessed with Nan Opera that I changed."

"Nan Xi, what is this?"

"Sir, Nan Opera was formed in the Yongjia area of ​​Zhejiang Road (today's Wenzhou). It is also called Yongjia Zaju. It developed rapidly after I moved south. The script of Nan Opera has no limit on the number of turns, the music is not bound by palace tunes, and all kinds of characters have different characters.

With lively and diverse singing forms such as singing, duet singing, and chorus singing, Southern Opera has a wide influence in the southern region."

"Oh, I got it."

"Since Ren Yisong became obsessed with Southern Opera, he has neglected political affairs. Most of Jinhua's government affairs have been handed over to Fang Zhuo, a concubine and cousin of his concubine. He is a cunning man. He was promoted by Ren Yisong three years ago and took charge of Jinhua

The government general judge, at first, did things decently, but as his power grew, he began to corrupt and bend the law behind the scenes. Especially in the past one or two years, he took advantage of loopholes in the public land law to buy and sell short, and wantonly plundered the people's wealth, which caused great indignation among the people."

"Then doesn't Ren Yisong know?"

"Ren Yisong is focused on Nan Opera. He doesn't know anything about the farmers and landlords outside. Besides, Xing Fangzhuo was proficient in Nan Opera earlier and was eloquent, so he won Ren Yisong's trust. These are my two

A subordinate overheard it, so the credibility is quite high."

"It seems that the Jinhua Prefect is not very qualified, and I don't know how he passed the examination of the Ministry of Civil Affairs."

"Sir, do you want to go to the government office?"

"No, you can continue investigating the case. Let's walk around."

"Then you can go to Chisong Mountain outside the city. I passed by Jinhua ten years ago and have been there before. The scenery there is pleasant. You may wish to take a look."

"Chisong Mountain?" In my memory, only the caves in Jinhua are the most famous. When I think about it, maybe the caves at this time have not yet been developed. After all, the unfathomable caves are not easy to develop without the support of later generations of technology.

In fact, the later Jinhua Shuanglong Cave was located in the Chisong Mountain area, but it had not yet been developed in the Song Dynasty.

"Yes, it's in the back hill of Chisong Town, ten miles away from the eastern suburbs of the city."

Fang Lingle interjected cheerfully: "Legend has it that Chisong Mountain is the holy place where Chisong Taoist cultivated his moral character and became an immortal. Brother, let's go."

"Well, since Ling'er likes it, let's go to Chisong Mountain."

Heading eastward from Jinhua City, the road gradually narrowed. This was not an official road, and we did not ride horses. We just moved forward at a normal speed. The ten-mile journey was quite easy for us.

After walking for about a mile, a villa appeared on the left side of the road. This villa covers a large area, a bit larger than the "Qiuquan Villa". It looks antique, elegant and unique, and it is obvious that it has been aged for some time. The entrance of the villa

A dozen or so people were busy dismantling a large stage. When they saw us passing by, they looked at us curiously.

"Hejiazhuang?" Wen Zhang said loudly with very good eyesight.

"Well, the horizontal plaque in front of the villa says Hejiazhuang. This villa looks quite impressive." Fang Ling continued.

"It's a bit stylish." I nodded and said, "The play just finished here?"

"It seems so."

Whenever there are weddings or weddings, wealthy people will set up a stage and invite people to sing. This is also one of the few entertainments in this era.

"Yes, we have just finished singing the opera." One of those people said enthusiastically, "Five days ago, our Miss Hejiazhuang competed in martial arts and recruited her husband Ruyi, so we sang the opera for three days in a row. If you gentlemen could arrive earlier, you could also

You can see it.”

"A marriage contest?" I blurted out. Such a thing really happened.

After walking about five miles, the road began to wind up, with countless wild azaleas blooming on both sides, dotting the hillside with colors. I remember that the opening chapter of Mr. Ye Shengtao's "Two Caves in Jinhua" wrote like this: The sandy soil on the mountain

It's pink, and I haven't seen it anywhere else. The pink mountains, various colors of azalea, and thick or light new greens make it look bright before your eyes.

Coincidentally, this article by Mr. Ye Shengtao was also written in the fifth month of the lunar calendar. Eight hundred years are enough to change everything. The sea has changed, the stars have moved, and the Jinhua City at this moment will no longer exist in later generations. Only this azalea will return in the new year.

It blooms all over the mountains year after year, seeming to be witnessing the past history.

Go further, pass through Chisong Town, and arrive at the foot of Chisong Mountain.

Looking from a distance, you can see the tall and beautiful peaks and lush trees. It is really a pleasant scenery.

"What a beautiful scenery." Fang Ling couldn't help but praise.

"Well, compared to the foothills of Lingyin Mountain, it seems to be more fairy-like."

On the edge of the mountain stream, a winding mountain road leads to the forest. We walked slowly along this path, and we could see exotic flowers from time to time. The birds were singing and the fragrance of flowers was everywhere. The fresh air made people intoxicated and obsessed. Moving on.

As I walked, I saw undulating hills, ravines and deep valleys. Just when I thought I was going to wind up in the mountains, my eyes suddenly lit up.

The field of vision suddenly widened, and a large lake came into view.

Wen Zhang exclaimed in surprise: "Wow, what a big lake."

Fang Ling sped up and came to an open space. He pointed to a group of buildings on the right and said, "Brother, come and look, there is a Taoist temple there."

I looked up and saw that there was indeed a large Taoist temple halfway up the mountain. The courtyard and terraces were set against the mountains, leaning against the majestic green mountains, facing clear water, lakes and mountains, and the scenery was pleasant.

Yuan Ji, who usually doesn't talk much, couldn't help but praise: "The mountains and rivers are beautiful, and the ancient atmosphere is full of charm. It's a geomantic treasure."

"Well, it's really good. Let's go."

Everyone speeded up and arrived in front of the Taoist temple in just a short while. There were two streams in front of the Taoist temple. One of them came from the sky and the other went down through the Taoist temple. The two streams merged into the lake at the foot of the mountain. They walked closer.

, I saw a huge stone tablet standing, with the three characters Baoji Temple written on the top, and the origin of the Taoist temple briefly written in a few lines below.

Baoji Temple was first built in the Jin Dynasty and was originally called Chisongzi Temple. After Huang Chuping's brothers "achieved Taoism and became immortals", "people from the same country conspired to come to the place where the gods live, so they built Chisong Palace to commemorate their teacher Chisong."

"I will worship you". In the Tang Dynasty, it was called Chisong Palace. It was built by King Qianwu Xiao of Wuyue from 908 to 931, and was renamed Baoji Temple in the first year of Dazhong Xiangfu in the Song Dynasty (1008).

Brothers Huang Chuping? Aren’t they the famous Wong Tai Sin in later generations?

Wong Tai Sin not only benefited the people in his hometown, but also traveled around the country to "generate charity, encourage good deeds, and help others." In later generations, he was revered by overseas Chinese at home and abroad as the highest god of Chinese Taoism in the South China Sea. It has been said throughout the ages that Wong Tai Sin "exorcises evil and strengthens the righteous, eliminates violence and brings peace to good people"

."During the British colonial economic period, most Hong Kong people worshiped Red Pine and Wong Tai Sin as a symbol of Chinese culture.

The spiritual pillar of the Chinese nation. Wong Tai Sin is good at alchemy and medical skills. He once "cured diseases, saved lives, and blessed security" and was revered as the god of wealth and good fortune. Wong Tai Sin temples across the country are becoming more and more popular, with believers all over the world.

Especially after Hong Kong's return to the motherland, Wong Tai Sin Temple became well-known to everyone and became a must-visit place when visiting Hong Kong.

It turns out that the birthplace of Wong Tai Sin is here in Chisong Mountain. I secretly cursed myself for being ignorant, because Wong Tai Sin is the real person of Chisong.

After looking at the stone tablet, a group of six of us walked towards the temple.

"Please stay." A Taoist priest guarding the door politely stopped us.


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