Doctors in the late Ming Dynasty

Chapter 143 What I saw in Qingdu

Yaowang Temple is located in Nanguan, Dabao Market is located on the south bank of Nanguan Pier, Qizhou South Gate is half a mile away from the pier, Qizhou City, Nanguan Pier, big and small medicine markets, and Yaowang Temple are located in order from south to north. Commonly

This led to the world-famous Qizhou Yaowang Temple Fair.

Early on the next morning, Zhang Jiebin and others bid farewell to Hall Master Cao at Nanguan Wharf. Then they rode north towards Tang County with Bai Yuzhan, Chen Jisheng and others.

When we arrived at Tang River and waited for the ferry, Zhang Jiebin asked curiously: "Master Bai, you became a monk in Qingxu Mountain, but are you from Tang County?"

Bai Yuzhan shook his head and said: "No, I was brought back from Shaanxi by a traveling master. There was a drought at that time. Without the help of the master, I would not be where I am today."

Zhang Jiebin couldn't help but sigh after hearing this.

Chen Jisheng also felt deeply: "Me too, if I hadn't met Brother Zhang, I would have died. Brother Bai, is this why you can't see the suffering of the poor?"

"Yes, in this world, I have to do something for everyone. Our Taoist sect emphasizes cultivating Taoism, respecting ancestors, honoring parents, doing things without doing anything, doing good deeds and accumulating virtue. I came into the world to cultivate Taoism, and I should practice the purpose of Taoism."

Bai Yuzhan's words put Zhang Jiebin in a trance. Over the years, many people had told him that Taoism was good and he believed in Taoism.

But as he grew older, especially when he saw the chaos in society, his faith began to waver.

I went to visit Qian Xuzi this time because I wanted to eliminate the confusion in my heart. It was a spiritual pilgrimage.

At this time, Zhang Jiebin remembered his mother leading him to worship Buddha, and his father leading him with piety when worshiping his ancestors. He also recalled the scenes of believers praying at Yaowang Temple and medical officers from Imperial Hospital offering sacrifices to the Three Emperors.

He couldn't help but said: "Let's rest in Qingdu today, and then go to Tang County tomorrow!"

"Okay." Bai Yuzhan had no objection.

Chen Jisheng asked in confusion: "Qingdu is not far from Tang County, why don't you wait until you get to Tang County to rest?"

"Because we are going to meet a high-achieving person, we should burn incense and bathe three days in advance." Zhang Jiebin explained.

"Oh." Although Chen Jisheng still couldn't understand, he still kept his mouth shut.

Soon, the ferry arrived, and everyone led their horses across the river and continued northward to Qingdu County.

"When you go to the countryside, you should do as the Romans do. You should pay homage to the wharf and stay at home. I wonder which temple has the most incense in Qingdu? Let's go burn incense and worship the gods."

"Brother Zhang doesn't need to tell me, I already know that it must be the City God's Temple. Didn't you see it when you entered the city just now? There are many people waiting to burn incense!"

The three of them entered the city and settled down. Zhang Jiebin asked, but before Bai Yuzhan could open his mouth, Chen Jisheng answered quickly.

"Really?" Zhang Jiebin looked at Chen Jisheng with a half-smile.

"Probably!" Chen Jisheng was immediately unsure.

Bai Yuzhan shook his head helplessly and could only introduce: "What you saw just now were mostly traders from near and far. Like Qizhou, people in Qingdu also have their own gods of faith."

Having said this, Bai Yuzhan looked at Zhang Jiebin and asked, "Do you know why this place is called Qingdu?"

Zhang Jiebin was also surprised and said: "Yes, how can a county in general dare to call itself the capital? Could it be that some small country in the past Yanzhao land had its capital here?"

"You might as well take a bold guess."

"If you want to form a public consciousness, firstly, it must exist for a long time, and secondly, it must appear for a long time. The Wei, Jin, Northern Dynasties and the Five Dynasties and Ten Kingdoms can be excluded first, and it may be the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period. However, the disputes among the countries, excluding the five hegemons and seven heroes, will

I don’t know anything else, so I really can’t guess.”

Zhang Jiebin did some analysis and finally narrowed the scope to the Spring and Autumn and Warring States periods of the pre-Qin period.

"Brother Zhang is so awesome. I have never heard of the Unfinished Country, the Five Bag Country, or the country that is at war in spring, summer, autumn and winter. I think it is similar to ours in Liaodong. They are always at war."

Chen Jisheng applauded, but what he said was ignored by the two of them.

Bai Yuzhan shook his head and did not continue to talk: "This place is the hometown of Emperor Yao, so it is named Qingdu. Also, because Yao Mountain is in the north and Yao's mother's Qingdu Mountain is in the south, Yao's mother climbed Yao Mountain to see the capital.

The mountain is also the name of the capital city. Our emperor inherited the Yuan Dynasty in Ming Dynasty and has used it as the capital of Qing Dynasty to this day."

"I know." Chen Jisheng exclaimed at this time: "This is the fiefdom of Emperor Yao, so it is natural to worship Emperor Yao. If my guess is correct, the largest temple here must be the Temple of Emperor Yao. Let's go and worship.

Emperor Yao!"

Zhang Jiebin looked at Chen Jisheng and praised: "Xiao Sheng is finally smart. When he returns to Beijing, he will study more with me. What big things can he achieve by fighting and killing all day long?"

Bai Yuzhan laughed loudly and said: "It's a pity that you guessed wrong. The person worshiped here is really not Emperor Yao, but Mother Yao."

The three of them then visited the Platform of Mother Yao, paid homage to the Mausoleum of Mother Yao, and finally came to the Temple of Mother Yao, where they followed the crowd to offer incense and worship.

Just as Zhang Jiebin was about to offer incense, Chen Jisheng pulled his sleeve and said softly: "Brother Zhang, look at the many people around there. There may be something interesting there. Let's go and have a look later!"

"Xiao Sheng, when you offer incense, you must be sincere and don't do it half-heartedly."

After the incense was finished, Zhang Jiebin looked at the people around him and vaguely heard the sentence "pines and cypresses are connected to the sky". Is he thinking about this poem?

Before they could think about it further, a temple blessing asked them to make room for the people behind them. Zhang Jiebin had no choice but to give up the idea of ​​finding out and followed the crowd to squeeze out.

After the three people finally squeezed out of the crowd, Chen Jisheng shouted: "There are so many people, there are so many people, no less than the people in Yaowang Temple!"

"Silly boy, is Yao's Mother Temple as big as Yaowang's Temple? However, after the Yao's Mother Gate incident, when mentioning Yao's Mother, one must think of Madam Gou Yi." Zhang Jiebin couldn't stop thinking about Han Wu and Han Zhao's old events.

Feeling that things are impermanent.

“When a baby was born in Gouyi Palace, Yao’s mother was placed on the lintel.

Tian Yan is very happy and favors her, and even bestows money on her."

Zhang Jiebin couldn't help but recite Jiang Yuan's "Gong Ci".

Bai Yuzhan praised: "This is a good poem, but it was written by Brother Zhang?"

"Of course, my eldest brother Zhang is both civil and military, there is nothing he can't do." Chen Jisheng immediately came to support Zhang Jiebin.

This chapter is not finished yet. Please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Zhang Jiebin was waiting to explain when a burst of laughter came from behind. Three people walked out. One of them said: "This little brother, when did Jiang Guixuan do this?"

"Gong Ci" will become your brother Zhang's?"

Zhang Jiebin was immediately shocked. He only learned about this song "Gong Ci" when he accidentally got an orphan copy of "Guixuan Collection" a hundred years ago at the Chenghuang Temple Book Market in Beijing.

I never thought that a random scholar I met today would be so knowledgeable. You must know that Qingdu, like Qizhou, is at the bottom of the twelve counties of Baoding Prefecture, and scholars in both places are not known by their literary names.

Zhang Jiebin quickly saluted and said hello: "I have met three brothers. I am in Xiashanyin. Zhang Jiebin, whose courtesy name is Huiqing, I don't know how to call them?"

The three people returned the greeting and said: "Ou Daxiang (Ou Dalun) (Ou Dashu) has met three worthy brothers."

After greeting each other, Zhang Jiebin said: "Brother Xiangxiang's voice is of a very good standard. I couldn't even recognize my accent before."

Ou Dalun smiled and said: "Hui Qing, you are just going around in circles and saying that my eldest brother and I have strong accents!"

Zhang Jiebin also laughed. Can you imagine a Cantonese speaking Henan dialect?

"I wonder why the three of you are here?" Zhang Jiebin asked.

The Prime Minister of the District said: "My three brothers were originally studying in the Southern Imperial College. Last year, because of their failure in spring, they entered the Northern Imperial College and continued to study hard. A few months ago, we brothers, together, it was better to travel thousands of miles to read thousands of books than to travel thousands of miles and study all the way here."

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When Zhang Jiebin heard this, he said, "You must have gained a lot along the way, right?"

"Naturally, my brother has written a lot of good poems along the way! Just now, my brother wrote a poem for Yao's mother because no one had written one." Ou Dalun's face was full of pride when he mentioned his second brother.

Only then did Zhang Jiebin react. He was very surprised and said, "Could it be that the person who wrote the poem in the palace just now was Brother Xiang?"

Prime Minister Ou nodded.

Zhang Jiebin became excited at once and said repeatedly: "There were too many people in the palace before, so it was difficult to get close. I only heard the sentence 'Songs and cypresses are connected to the sky'. I don't know how powerful the whole poem is. I am willing to listen attentively."

"What's so difficult about that?" Ou Daxiang said, and slowly began to recite:

"The name of the Christmas Saint is still prosperous, and the business of the Tang Dynasty is prosperous.

The clouds and the Yao table are cold, and the sun shines brightly in the sky.

Pines and cypresses line the skyline, and picturesque paintings fall into the old palace.

Only the remaining earthen steps are there, showing the ancient imperial style."

After listening to it, Zhang Jiebin thought about it over and over again and couldn't help but applaud: "This poem is exquisite in word refinement and harmonious in melody. When read, it gives off a strong and generous feeling. I never thought that the Ming Dynasty would produce another great poet."

"You don't deserve such a high reputation." Ou Dalian waved his hands.

Ou Dalun joked: "Brother, don't be humble. Many teachers and teachers have praised you. Even Master Hai Rui said that you are the best poet in Lingnan."

When Zhang Jiebin heard Hai Rui's name, his eyes immediately lit up. He might be a true example of a great person who was strict with himself and even stricter with others.

At this time, Hai Rui was serving as the censor of Youdu in Nanjing. Regardless of his old age and frailty, he took up the empty post that was supposed to support the unemployed and severely reorganized Nanjing's officialdom.

"I wonder where the three district brothers are going to travel next?" Zhang Jiebin asked.

"Go to Qizhou."

"Go to Tang County."

Ou Daxiang and Ou Dashu said almost at the same time.

Ou Dalun spread his hand, and there was a book on it. He said helplessly: "Brothers, we have to continue to resign ourselves to fate. The top is flat and the bottom is flat, with Tang County at the top and Qizhou at the bottom."

"OK."

"Let's change the book, this time to "The Collection of Chicken Ribs"!" Ou Dashu said.

"Brother..." Ou Dalun said in a very embarrassed tone: "All my luggage is at the inn. When I go out, I only bring a copy of "Extensions of the University". Otherwise, I will still use this book..."

Before he finished speaking, Ou Dashu had already handed over a book, which was Wang Zuo's "Collection of Chicken Ribs".

Ou Daxiang smiled and said: "Brother, please stop struggling. You see, we are getting closer and closer to Tang County. Why bother?"

"There is no way to have fun on the way. Brother Yu has the responsibility to provide some fun to the two wise brothers." Ou Dashu said.

"Okay, then let's start?" Ou Dalun finally confirmed.

The two nodded, and Ou Dalun said: "Nan!"

District Prime Minister: "How can I be born in Hainan and be able to help..."

Ou Dashu: "The southern star is at the root, and the basket is full of harvest."

Ou Dashu finished reciting it first and added: "Stop, calm down, and go to Qizhou."

However, Prime Minister Ou didn't take it seriously and urged: "Third brother, continue."

"people!"

Ou Dashu: "Everywhere in life is like knowing..."

"I also know that Youniao has good feelings, and people like to meet Zengniaobi." The District Prime Minister was the first to recite this round, and said with a smile: "Bi, oblique sound, go to Tang County!"

"Come again!" This time it was Ou Dashu's turn to urge.

Round after round, the district prime minister finally had the upper hand, and the three decided to go north to Tang County.

Zhang Jiebin was also eye-opening when he saw this. He didn't expect that these brothers from the district family were so good at playing. They completely used the book in their hands as a compass.