Pagoda Mountain, known as Fenglin Mountain and Jialing Mountain in ancient times, is located in the southeast of Yan'an City. From the mountain, you can have a bird's eye view of the entire city of Yan'an. Because there is a pagoda on the mountain, it is often called Pagoda Mountain. Pagoda Mountain is more than 1,100 meters high. The pagoda was first built in the Tang Dynasty.
It is now a Ming Dynasty building. It has an octagonal plane, nine floors, about 44 meters high, and a pavilion-style brick tower.
Li Guolou accompanied Zuo Zongtang to visit Pagoda Mountain. Standing on Pagoda Mountain, you can have a bird's-eye view of the entire city of Yan'an. At the foot of the mountain, there are many Moyan carvings left over from past dynasties. Fan Zhongyan's official script "Jialing Mountain" and "I have tens of thousands in my heart"
The most famous inscriptions are "Jia Bing". Next to the tower is an iron bell cast in the Ming Dynasty. There are also Fan Gong Well, Zhaixing Tower, Dongyue Temple, Jialing Academy, Beacon Tower and other historic sites on the mountain.
Gu Yanshou, the prefect of Yan'an in the Ming Dynasty, wrote a poem:
"The sky is clear with stacked chairs in Jialing, and the scenery is all in the west.
The shadow of the tower is divided into deep green trees and low-lying flower branches reflecting the green and flowing red.[
The secluded monk lives in Yanxiawu, and the wild birds fly back to the beautiful scenery."
The two arches on the bottom floor of the tower are also engraved with the words "Gaozao Biluo" and "Looking down at the world of mortals" respectively. In addition, there are also a 260-meter-long group of cliff stone carvings and a forest of steles. The stone carvings on the shore are neat and complete, making them rare stone carvings.
Art.
"Really? Li Guolou, you're not fooling me, are you? I haven't even killed anyone myself when I had my head shaved. Can you think of any civil servant who has done such a thing?" Zuo Zongtang squinted and pretended to be drunk.
"If you have learned from past mistakes, your descendants will inherit it. Didn't the lower official do it personally? Please rest assured, Marshal Zuo. The lower official will take the lead and ensure that Lei Heng is beheaded alive. The lower official will also use the eight-knife punishment." Li Guolou.
He is completely exposed as a gangster and looks fearful. At heart, he is a sinister villain who gets excited when he sees blood. Watching executions is his hobby. He has long had the desire to commit suicide himself.
Zuo Zongtang did not want to use the execution ground as a performance stage, and said anxiously: "I like to cut through the mess with a quick knife. Li Guolou, don't play tricks."
The people at the three tables in the box applauded one after another. They had the opportunity to witness a piece of history. The execution ground will be lively tomorrow. Zhang Yao shouted: "Okay! Marshal Zuo will do what he says, and he is an example for us to learn from. I also respect both civil and military officials."
Learn from Li Guolou, slaughter all the chickens and dogs in Jinji Fort, and compete with Liu Jintang in the execution ground to have a killing contest."
Li Guolou looks down at Zhang Yao. An illiterate person can learn a little knowledge and become an educated butcher. No! It reveals the nature of an executioner. He doesn't believe that Zhang Yao can become an educated person by relying on his wife to teach him how to write. An illiterate person.
, I only know a few words in my twenties, how can I comprehend the profound things?
Zhang Yao's classical Chinese essays, let alone eight-part essays. The excerpts presented to the emperor must have been revised by Zhang Yao's wife. He dared to deceive the world even if he had a good wife. Zhang Yao was still a big boss, but he still had the nerve to engrave a seal of "illiterate" to encourage him.
Fighting spirit. A shameless military attache, a fake and empty thing.
Li Guolou has personal experience. He has two bookkeepers at home, Xie Xiuzhu and Wu Peipei secretly helping each other, so he can become Nezha with three heads and six arms. He boasts that he can get everything done. He often stays up and writes notes without sleep.
"I will compete with you! I am good at digging out my heart and lungs. Even the lower officials are good at it." Lan Mingtai jumped up and asked him to sit in Yan'an. He was overqualified and underused. His heart was ready to move and became active again. He yearned for burning, killing and looting.
Life, sitting in the office from nine to five, sapped his fighting spirit. The turbulent years of the past were still vivid in his mind. What kind of killing was it? He had done no matter how difficult the job was, so he just wanted to go to the front line to fight, and live a life of burning, killing and looting.
addiction.
"It's a match! It's a deal!" Zhang Yao went crazy with alcohol and even high-fived Lan Mingtai at the banquet and vowed to have a killing contest.
The civil and military officials present applauded and showed no regrets at all. The blood debt must be paid with blood, and the 200,000 people in Jinjibao must pay the blood price for Liu Songshan's death.
Lan Mingtai frequently toasted to a group of military generals. This was his place. The host entertained guests from all over the banquet, filling the banquet with laughter and laughter. Those civil servants in Yan'an were promoted through military service, and each one became bolder than the other. The topics discussed at the banquet changed.
Fighting and killing people. There is no end to the story. The military attache who spilled the beans treated the privacy of the battlefield as a joke.
This was Zuo Zongtang's initiative, which turned the elegant banquet into a sour one. Since Marshal Zuo listened with great interest, which military general has never had blood on his hands? Military generals have no other hobbies in drinking, they just like to show off their military exploits. In the war-torn years, these military generals were even more attracted to
High-spirited and full of passion, all officials present here are murderous demon kings.
Li Guolou talked about the various criminal laws in the prison, the unheard-of lynchings in the Qing Dynasty, and the consequences of offending the prison boss were very sad. The wronged souls who died in the prison will be punished.
The celebration banquet was shrouded in an atmosphere of terror, and the people at the three tables still ate happily without any scruples. On the battlefield, even if there were corpses next to them, they still ate, drank, and slept. How could they mind the horrific scenes painted on their lips?
In order to go to the execution ground tomorrow, Zuo Zongtang was also borrowing wine to strengthen his courage. He kept toasting to meritorious ministers and prepared to get himself drunk. The officials present were all his promoted confidants, except for the talkative Li Guolou.
But Zuo Zongtang did not exclude Li Guolou. Instead, he cared deeply for Li Guolou. He clinked glasses with Li Guolou three times in a row, giving Li Guolou enough face.
War is a means of making war fortune, and many of Zuo Zongtang's subordinates have become rich by fighting wars. Hu Xueyan and Qiao Zhiyong are his pocketbooks.
Hu Xueyan and Qiao Zhiyong became the richest people in the Qing Dynasty because they joined Zuo Zongtang.
No one would believe Zuo Zongtang if he said he didn't get benefits. He couldn't do it even if he sat in his position. He took advantage of the 200,000 silver benefits from the Governor of Shaanxi and Gansu. The palace must be filial and the military department must take care of it.
The prince spoke for him and wanted to see the money in vain. But he had principles and was a moderate man. Most of the commissions were placed in the public account and no corruption went into his own pocket.
But generally speaking, war is a waste of money. Zuo Zongtang's pockets are always tight. The cashing rate of the IOUs and checks written is very low. Two hundred thousand Chu troops lived a life of tight clothing and food. (Actually, ten
There were 80,000 Chu troops, and another 20,000 people. Zuo Zongtang was short of quota.) But there was one person who made his life easier, and that person was Li Guolou. Even the self-proclaimed noble Zuo Zongtang
Tang will not have trouble with money. During this period, governors from all over the country rushed to donate to the Chu army. The amount was 50,000 or 80,000. It was said that it was for the country and the people, for the reunification of the motherland, and even if he lived frugally, he also wanted to help Zuo Zong.
Tang. The mystery is that the empress dowagers of the two palaces have greeted the governors of various places. Li Guolou's energy is amazing. Zuo Zongtang is aware of it and believes that Li Guolou will support him in the future.
Li Guolou received the imperial edict and returned to Beijing for important matters, which made Zuo Zongtang a little reluctant. Li Guolou was not just a stinker, but a talented Tanhualang. Such a rising star was worthy of close friendship. So Zuo Zongtang put down his airs.
, chatting heartily with Li Guolou about life. The two of them had a cup of wine, back and forth, and were very busy.
There are very few officials who are respected by Zuo Zongtang, not many in the world. Even Zeng Guofan, who was both a teacher and a friend, just now Zuo Zongtang dared to shout, "Zeng Shao!" Li Guolou was lucky enough to become Zuo Zongtang's
I feel honored to be my best friend, my face is shiny, and I am immersed in excitement.[
Li Guolou refused to refuse anyone who came, drank and chatted with everyone present, and hugged each other while drinking and drinking. They were all bloody sons and comrades who deserved to be deeply friends. A soldier's courage when moving forward is based on a mouthful of stuffiness. Who dares not to drink?
He just didn't give face. He had a good drinker, but he still couldn't escape the end of falling to the ground. Most of the civil servants present were drunk and were carried back by the guards.
The few people who stood up and went out were all members of the ranks of the wine masters. Zhang Yao curled up his big tongue, walked sloppily, and shouted: "I'm not drunk! I'm treating you tonight, and everyone is coming! Whoever dares not to come, I will kill you."