I smiled: "Well, our Ling'er is so capable, and it's not too late for your father to be happy."
Fang Ling said with a smile: "Brother, you know how capable Ling'er is. However, Chengwei Escort Agency's profits are also due to the growing business of Shifeng Trading Company. You should thank me for this, brother."
"Why are you thanking me? I am your brother. Besides, a great man once said that it is the right way to let a few people get rich first, and then let these people lead everyone to get rich together."
"This sentence is quite right. Only when everyone is rich can we be truly wealthy. However, this great man comes from your ancient book,"
In the blink of an eye, we have arrived at the eastern section of Sudi.
"Brother, here is the famous Broken Bridge with Canxue," Fang Ling pointed to the distance. "Over there is Waihu, and to the north is Gushan. This Broken Bridge is the junction of Waihu and Wuli Lake, and it is also the junction of Lin'an and Waihu. The best place to enjoy the snow scenery of West Lake in winter,”
Following the direction pointed by Fang Ling, one could see the stairs rising and falling, covered in white snow, like jade paved with jade, crystal clear, and a kind of cold beauty was immediately visible.
"What a beautiful broken bridge with residual snow," I thought of a comment about the broken bridge in the West Lake during the Ming Dynasty, and said, "The beauty of the West Lake is that the clear lake is not as good as the rainy lake, the rainy lake is not as good as the moon lake, and the moon lake is not as good as the snow lake. How many people are there in this world who can lead the way to perfection in mountains and rivers?"
Lin'an is located in the south of the Yangtze River. The snow season is short every year, and heavy snow days are even rarer. Once it is covered with silver, it will create a snowy lake scene that is completely different from the usual scenery.
Fang Ling nodded slightly and said, "Well, that makes sense, brother, then are you considered a peer?"
I didn't answer but asked instead: "Ling'er, there is also a classic in the middle, do you want to hear it?"
"Classic, of course I want it,"
"Ling'er, listen up," I said, raising my voice slightly, "Moon Lake is not as good as Snow Lake, and Snow Lake is not as good as Ling Lake."
"The lake in the sunny sun, the lake in the rain, the lake under the moon, the lake in the snow, where does this spiritual lake come from?"
"The West Lake where Ling'er is present is called Spirit Lake. This Spirit Lake is the real wonder in the world,"
Fang Ling felt happy and said angrily: "Brother, this so-called classic is just nonsense of yours."
"No, no, this sentence is a true reflection of your brother and my heart," I said, holding Fang Ling's hand.
If the mountain is not high, it will be famous if there are immortals; if the water is not deep, if there is a dragon, it will be spiritual.
Liu Yuxi's famous saying is quite similar to Jing Youxinsheng's meaning here. Although I know that Fang Ling and Le Lingshan are not the same person, whenever I am with Fang Ling, I will subconsciously regard her as a happy person. Hoshisugi.
Being with the one you love is the best thing in the world.
Time passed slowly, and towards evening, light snowflakes began to fall in the sky again. At this time, most of the people who were enjoying the snow had gone home, and there were fewer and fewer people around. Fang Ling and I came to the south bank of the West Lake In a pavilion, looking at the distant scenery through the sparse snowflakes, we cuddled together, as if we were in an elegant, quiet, crystal clear fairy tale world. The falling snowflakes filtered and purified all impurities, and for a while , the air becomes so fresh, the mind becomes so pure, and the world becomes so beautiful.
We enjoyed this tranquility and this happiness, and everything outside the pavilion no longer existed. The snowflakes seemed to have completely separated the world, leaving only Fang Ling and me between heaven and earth.
After a long time, Fang Lingcai murmured: "Brother, sing a song to Ling'er,"
"Well, when it snows, I will sing a song about snow to Ling'er. The song is called "Love in the Snow,"" I coughed dryly and sang in a low voice.
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Love in the snow, love in the snow
Dreaming in the snow yet to wake up
Infatuation is worth a lifetime of tears
Love in the snow, love in the snow
I walk alone in the snow
How much heroic spirit has been exerted
Only with you
walk with you
Only then can we pursue our dreams.
After singing the song, Fang Ling could remember it completely. She moved her red lips and spoke softly, singing softly, "Love in the snow, love in the snow, dreaming in the snow before I wake up, infatuation in exchange for a lifetime of tears, only with Only by walking together can you pursue your dreams."
Fang Ling's voice was extremely clear and sweet. Even though he lowered his voice, it still echoed among the pavilions like the sound of nature.
"The lingering sound lingers for three days," I praised.
"Brother," Fang Ling leaned on my shoulder and called softly.
Just after Xu time (7 pm), the snow was falling heavily, and it was getting heavier and denser. It was different from the heavy snow in the early morning. At this time, the wind began to increase, and the snowflakes were flying in the wind, just like overwhelming force. It's like it's windy and snowy.
There are almost no pedestrians on the road. In this kind of weather, even the most romantic poets and the naughtiest children are unwilling to go out to find inspiration or go out to play.
In front of the Prime Minister's Mansion, a figure vaguely appeared.
Yang Lianzhenjia was walking towards the gate of the Prime Minister's Mansion with a bamboo hat on his head. Dense snowflakes were falling on his body. The cold wind blew up the monk's robes. The bamboo hat was completely covered with snow. However, all this seemed to have no impact on Yang Liangzhenjia at all, and he still maintained his position. With a slow pace.
"Bang, bang," Yang Lianzhenjia knocked on the door of Jia's house.
"How can someone come to the door in this damn weather?" The servant of the Prime Minister's Mansion who was huddled inside the door muttered a few words, but he quickly opened the door. The servants of the Jia Mansion knew very well that before coming to the Prime Minister's Mansion, Most people are either rich or noble, but they cannot afford to offend.
"The poor monk Lian really wants to see the grand master,"
"Ah, it's Master, please wait a moment." When the servant opened the door and saw that it was Jia Sidao's distinguished guest, he didn't dare to neglect, so he hurried inside to announce.
"Master Liangzhen, please come in quickly." Not long after, Yang Liangzhenjia saw Jia Xuan, the chief steward of the Jia Mansion, approaching quickly.
"It's time for you, sir, sir,"
"Master, please don't be polite. The prime minister is in the study, please,"
The heating facilities in Jia's mansion are no less than those in the palace. There are two worlds inside and outside the house. Jia Sidao is leaning on the Taishi chair, his eyes are slightly closed, and he doesn't know what he is thinking. The stove on the side is releasing bursts of heat. Dejia Sidao's face was rosy.
"The poor monk Lianzhen is here to see the grand master," Yang Lianzhenjia said with his hands clasped together.
"Master, why are you here in such a wind and snow?"
"Your Majesty, the poor monk will leave for the north tomorrow and came here to say goodbye to the Grand Master."
"Go north," Jia Sidao opened his eyes, pointed to the seat beside him with his left hand, motioned for Yang Liazhenjia to sit down, and then said, "It's freezing in Lin'an now, let alone the north."
Yang Lianzhenjia said: "The Grand Master did not know that a few years ago, the poor monk met an eminent monk in the Tusita Temple in the north. At that time, the issue of 'where does life come from and where does death go' arose. With different views, neither side could convince the other, so we made an appointment to meet at Tushita Temple at the end of this year to discuss the Tao again to seek for the realization of the Dharma."
"A matter of life and death,"
"Exactly,"
Jia Sidao said lightly: "Life and death are cyclical things. There is no birth in life, and there is no death in death. There is no saying about where it comes from and where it goes."
After hearing this, Yang Lian Zhenjia couldn't help being stunned. Then he clasped his hands together again, recited "Amitabha", and praised with great respect: "What the Grand Master said is absolutely true. There is no such thing as life and death. How can there be such a thing as the Grand Master's body?" A Buddha with a wise mind is endowed with extraordinary insights. A word can awaken a person from a dream, and a poor monk can be taught."
This time, Yang Lianzhenjia was not flattering, but fully recognized Jia Sidao's remarks.
"I just said it casually. Where is the wisdom? Master, you don't have to take it seriously," Jia Sidao laughed and said, "Now that Master is gone, I think it will take a few years for him to come back."
"Well, it's snowy and windy in the north now, so the journey is very inconvenient. It will take at least a month or two to go back and forth."
"Jia Xuan, let's go get some food and drinks."
"Yes, Prime Minister,"
"Master, I remember you said before that you learned physiognomy from an eminent monk in the north. I wonder if master will meet that eminent monk during his trip north."
Yang Lianzhenjia pretended to think, and then said: "Master Taishi, that eminent monk occasionally goes to Tushita Temple to preach scriptures, but I don't know if the poor monk is lucky enough to see him."
Jia Sidao nodded and said, "It really depends on fate."
"Master, what do you need to ask the eminent monk about?"
Just as Jia Sidao was about to answer, he saw Jia Xuan arriving and said, "Master, let's drink some wine and eat some food first."
"Yes, my lord,"
Yang Lianzhenjia raised his glass and said: "The poor monk has been wandering around. The biggest gain in recent years is that he got to know the Grand Master. The poor monk borrowed the Grand Master's wine to toast the Grand Master. May all the wishes of the Grand Master come true in the coming year. Grand Master ,please,"
"Well, let's take a drink." Jia Sidao drank it all in one gulp and then poured the wine for Yang Liangzhenjia himself. "Master Liangzhen, I feel the same way. This year has been extremely difficult for me. The only gain is that I got to know the master." Come on, I'll give you a drink in return."
"Thank you, Grand Master, for the wine,"
"Lianzhen, last time you gave me a fortune telling, you asked me to remain silent and wait for the opportunity. However, the person in charge seems to be getting smarter and smarter. Therefore, I would like to ask your physiognomy master to estimate the specific time. , let’s see how long I can endure it,”
"Well, Master Taishi, the poor monk's physiognomy teacher is not only good at observing faces, but also proficient in the art of celestial phenomena. If there is a chance this time, the poor monk will definitely ask the eminent monk to explain something clearly, in order to clear up the confusion of the great master. "
Jia Sidao thought for a while and then said: "Lian Zhen, if that eminent monk is willing, then no matter how much it costs, how about inviting him to come and see him."
Yang Lianzhenjia said: "Master, if we meet him, the poor monk will tell you what he meant."
"Okay, Master Lianzhen, let's drink."
The two of them had one drink and one drink for about half an hour, and they didn’t know how many drinks they had.
"Grand Master, this poor monk is already too drunk. He has to get up early tomorrow to travel far, so I'll say goodbye."
"Okay, I won't keep you anymore," Jia Sidao took out a pure gold medal from his arms and said, "Master, this medal is the Duke's Medal, which ranks fourth in the title of my dynasty. You You have been traveling all year round, so I give you this chapter, which will be of great convenience."
"Grand Master, this is too expensive. A poor monk would not dare to accept such a heavy gift."
The titles of the Song Dynasty are divided into six categories: king, duke, marquis, uncle, son, and male. Among them, those who can be crowned king are basically limited to people from the Zhao royal family, and the rest are dominated by the Duke of the State. Although the Medal of the Duke of the State has no real power, But in the Song Dynasty, no one knew about it, and no one dared to commit the crime. Everyone knew that there were only a few princes in the Song Dynasty, and they were all prime ministers in the court. Who could afford to offend them?