Xizhixiang
Three miles east and south, there is a three-entry yard, a locust tree in front of the door, a stone bench under the tree, and a wall in the yard. Wang Cunye was about to knock on the door, but when the door rang, a middle-aged woman leaned out and saw that it was a stranger, she was stunned.
"I am Yang Xuan's friend." Wang Cunye said.
But the woman was generous and gave in: "Please come in!"
Wang Cunye took a few steps forward and saw a wheelchair. Yang Xuan sat quietly. The wind blew, and the scroll in his hand seemed a little old, which was caused by long-term reading.
Wang Cunye stared blankly, not knowing what it felt in his heart. After a long time, he saw a bowl with half a bowl of noodles left. When he looked inside, he felt a wrinkle.
It is well built inside, and the inner corridor is covered with blue bricks. Why is the pasta so shabby?
After taking a few more steps, I realized it in my heart and sighed: "I didn't expect that it was so lonely!"
When the middle-aged woman heard this, she couldn't help but swallow her voice: "When she came back, some people saw it. After half a month, the houses were sparse. It's okay. The old tribes in the village took back the originally sheltered fields, but they didn't even give any rent. Usually, the family didn't have much money to save, so it was difficult to turn around in a moment."
Wang Cunye knew that Yang Xuan was originally a Taoist official, so he was naturally sought after like himself, but once Yang Xuan was paralyzed and withdrew the Taoist official, he was already a conscience, and he might be bullying him in reverse.
No matter how much more pensions can you save, how long can you achieve the coldness of the world? At this point, Wang Cunye did not want Xie Xiang to fall to this point.
He immediately took out a hundred taels of silver notes and said, "Yang Xuan is a hero, I respect you very much. I'll accept it, don't refuse. I'm going on a business trip this time and I'll be back for a few years. I'm afraid I can't come to visit you often."
After a pause, he said, "There is a temple in Xizhi Township. You can serve as a palm incense in the temple. How about giving you five taels of silver in a month?"
The fragrance of palms is to sell fragrance, don’t underestimate this. In many officials and gentry families, once they are ruined, many female relatives will make a living as laundry workers. Cao Xueqin, the famous wife in history, made a living by working as laundry workers.
When the middle-aged woman heard this, she couldn't help but say, "It's rare that there is a friend like you!"
Said for a while and thanked me very much.
Wang Cunye said a few more words. He stepped out and sighed slightly after he left.
When I got to a relatively remote point, I used a trick. I jumped and walked forward into the sky, and arrived at an inland port in Xinshui - Zhangkou Town.
The Xinshui River flows smoothly. There are towns on both sides of the river, with dense populations and quite prosperous, stretching for 300 miles, leading to the Yangtze River and to the estuary.
Zhangkou Town kept moving cargo to the large ship, moving its paces hard.
After heavy rain, the thick wood passage was wet, and Wang Cunye was thinking. What kind of style is this thousands of miles away?
Seeing that there was no one around, he took out the Kunlun Dao Palace real man's talisman with one hand, pinched it gently in his palm, and followed a stream of light to the middle of Wang Cunye's eyebrows.
Wang Cunye's eyes were faint, and he would not hide or dodge.
It can reach the center of my eyebrows, and information turns into a map of thousands of miles. From this map, two big rivers cross thousands of miles towards the East China Sea.
The East China Sea is long, like pearls, scattered in the vast East China Sea. From this, the land gradually expands and shows a piece of land, which is Fusang.
It is a little different from the earth, with continuous islands as a transit, so it is probably easier for HNA.
Wang Cunye retained these information one by one, and then turned it into nothing. Although Kunlun Taoist Palace could not do anything, there was no mistake to be careful.
After doing this, I stepped into the dock.
A dock manager saw that Wang Cunye was wearing a high-quality Taoist robe and stood here for a long time. He was already paying attention. Now that he saw this situation, he hurriedly went up and lowered his eyebrows: "My lord has something to do? Do you need a villain to do it?"
This was said respectfully. Wang Cunye smiled, raised his hand and said, "Are there any cargo ships to Fusang recently? I want to take them, please help me find out."
As he said that, he took out a piece of silver from his cuff and threw it to the man: "You go and get some money and pay the shipment separately."
This piece of silver is not big or small, but it is worth the first half of the month's salary. I immediately responded and retreated. After a moment, the man ran back and whispered: "Sir, someone has been to Fusang recently, and there is a boat here--, you can take it."
"Well, take me to see." Wang Cunye ordered this person to lead the way.
Along the way, I saw a large ship with a deep deck, ten feet long and three feet wide, which looked extremely conspicuous on the water surface. Wang Cunye looked at this carefully and nodded secretly.
Only in this way can the big ship ride the wind and waves and carry him to Fusang.
At this time, a captain came over and saw Wang Cunye wearing a high-quality Taoist robe. He said, "Dare you dare to ask the Taoist priest, but you are going to Fusang?"
They walked through the waterway, but they knew the power of the Taoist Palace's real person and dared not neglect the slightest.
"That's right." Wang Cunye asked: "But there is still a top-class cabin?"
"Yes! When will the Taoist Priest set off? The ship will set off after cargo is finished and will set off tomorrow. What's the Taoist Priest's business has to do? It will be done tonight." The captain was so sophisticated and bowed.
It was already dusk at this time. When Wang Cunye heard this, he took out two large incisions of silver. One large incision was ten taels and two twenty taels of ingots. He took a boat to cross the sea, but it was enough. He said, "Prepare a room for me to enter the cabin, and I will come over tomorrow morning."
The captain took it with one hand and looked a little excited. This was not the twenty taels of silver, but the benefits of these Taoists being on the ship.
Seeing that, Wang Cunye left a few steps and saw that it was dawn. It was already night. Stars flashed, and lights were shining. A inn was open.
Wang Cunye walked in as he saw this.
"Oh! Guest, do you want to stay in a hotel?" the waiter greeted.
"Arranging a room to go to the room, sending four dishes, one soup and one pot of wine, come here tomorrow to settle the settlement together." Wang Cunye spoke.
"Okay, please, please!" Seeing that the waiter said directly, he didn't say much, and brought it into it. The room was not big, but it looked clean and a little satisfied.
After entering the door, he lit the candle, the man closed the door and stepped down. After a while, he brought four dishes, one soup and one pot of wine. Wang Cunye drank it alone and used it up.
The guy burned a large bucket of hot water and sent it to the room. It was dark. He served to wash his feet and face and said, "If you don't have any instructions, I'll go down."
Wang Cunye waved his hand and asked him to go down. When he opened the window, the moonlight suddenly sprinkled in like water. He took out a box in a moment.
There were some gifts in the box, and there were redeemed soft silver.
Fusang has no money house and silver notes are useless.
Take out a book and read it carefully. This is Fusang's information.
At this time, Fusang was said to have been in troubled times, with the vassals in various places, and it was a rare and powerful area of ​​Buddhism.
After the Taoism appeared, Buddhism did not show its magical powers accordingly, which caused it to plummet and severely squeezed in the Middle Earth region.
But in Fusang, it can still be relatively moist and alive.
Secondly, Fusang has its own divine power, known as eight million gods, and has its own system. It is said that he is a courtier to the Heavenly Court. In theory, he is a minister of the Heavenly Court, but in fact he is probably a ** vassal state.
I am afraid that every step is difficult, and it may not be so easy. After thinking for a long time, I blew out the candles when I saw it late at night.
The next day, the sky was bright, the red sun rose, and purple clouds surged. Wang Cunye still followed the original method, took purple air, sucked three mouthfuls in a row, got out of the room, gave the house money, and headed towards the dock.
When we arrived at the dock, we saw that the workers were all stopping and resting. Yesterday, the goods were completely moved, and it seemed that we were working overnight. A voice came from the boat: "Master! Come up quickly! The boat will be started soon!"
Wang Cunye smiled and leaped, crossed the distance three meters, half a step on the hull and jumped onto the deck.
"Master Taoist, this is your cabin key!" The captain handed over a long grooved iron bar. Wang Cunye waved his sleeves and accepted it. He ignored the man and turned around and walked towards his cabin.
The deck on the boat was thick and his feet were on it, and he felt solid. The ropes on the boat were plated and the eaves of the deck. There was a middle-aged scholar in blue clothes and Confucian shirt standing in the wind, his face was a little sallow and a bit depressed.
Seeing this, Wang Cunye couldn't help but move and stepped forward: "Sir, too, are you going to Fusang?"
The middle-aged scholar turned around slowly when he heard this. Seeing that it was a Taoist with a very eccentric figure, he was shocked and said, "Yes, I'm going to Fusang."
This was a bit bitter, but it looked unspeakable. When Wang Cunye saw it, he said, "I'll go to Fusang too, you and I happened to be together this time."
After hearing this, the middle-aged scholar bowed and said, "It's great. My name is Xing Siyuan. How dare you ask the Taoist lord?"
Upon hearing this, Wang Cunye bowed: "I have not yet obtained the Xuanmen's direct teachings, so I dare not have the name of Tao, just call me Wang Cunye."
"Oh, it turns out to be Master Wang!" Xing Siyuan relaxed when he heard this.
It is said that since the Taoist Dharma appeared, the government and imperial examinations have declined day by day, and the government and the great scholars have become a little hostile. Although Xing Siyuan dared not think like this, the other party was not a formal Taoist priest, which made him feel relieved.
Now the big ship is starting, and it is gradually moving away on Xin Water. Wang Cunye's eyes are dark and he is thinking.
"What's wrong with Master Wang going to Fusang this time?" Xing Siyuan looked at the river in a daze and asked in a daze.
Wang Cunye nodded and smiled: "Hey...but I'm going to travel and gain some knowledge."
Xing Siyuan was envious when he heard this and said, "Read thousands of books and travel thousands of miles, alas!"
There is a lot of melancholy in the tone.
This is originally said by Confucian scholars, but being able to read thousands of books and travel thousands of miles is based on the monopoly of Confucian knowledge. Once the glory is gradually lost, few Confucian scholars can "read thousands of books and travel thousands of miles", because it is not economically cost-effective and cannot afford to travel.
On the contrary, Taoist priests are now well-off and have magical powers. Gradually, young Taoist priests will study with swords and guide the country, which makes Confucian scholars envious and jealous.
Therefore, after saying this, Xing Siyuan did not doubt at all, and only sighed with melancholy and enviousness. (To be continued)
Chapter completed!