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Chapter 404: Zunzhe Mountain, Huangliang County

Chapter 404: Zunzhe Mountain, Huangliang County

"Since ancient times, people have said goodbye to relatives...

"There were more tears than in the imperial palace."

Song You walked slowly, leaning on a bamboo stick, as if on an outing in harmony with the spring scenery. The bay-red horse behind him was carrying a quilt and followed behind obediently. In comparison, the cats and swallows were much freer.

Yaozhou has many poor mountains and rivers, and is full of miasma.

It's still spring, but it's already as hot as midsummer.

For example, Zhengxi and Anmin are better, but the farther south you go, the hotter it becomes. The proportion of natives increases, and there are fewer and fewer people who can speak Mandarin. Song You often chats with people on the road, and often does not understand. Occasionally,

I heard in the Mandarin with a strong accent that even in winter here, it feels like warm spring.

But there is one interesting thing -

"This seems to be very close to Xuzhou." Song You was sitting in the bamboo forest, holding "Yu Di Ji Sheng", and turned to Sanhua Empress.

"Xuzhou?"

The calico cat that was chewing grass on the roadside suddenly turned to look at him.

The swallow also flew over and landed on the Taoist's shoulder, staring down at the book in the Taoist's hand.

"Yes, Xuzhou."

"Is it the Xuzhou we went to when we were away from home?"

"Miss Sanhua has a good memory."

"Is it the Yanzi's Xuzhou?"

"Ms. Sanhua has an extraordinary memory."

"Did you meet the neighbor heroine Xuzhou?"

"Empress Sanhua has a photographic memory." Song You said but paused, "But why didn't Empress Sanhua say anything about the woman next door?"

"Miss Sanhua remembers her name."

"Miss Sanhua is really amazing."

"Xuzhou is far away!"

“It’s very close to here.”

"Well?"

The cat tilted its head and looked at him with doubtful eyes: "But we have gone a long way!"

"Yeah, I've been gone for seven years."

"Seven years!"

"Miss Sanhua, come and take a look."

Sanhua Empress has obviously become more mature. I think the one year of independent living in Yeshan, studying and the worry of taking care of her Taoist priest who is paralyzed on the high platform and loves to eat are the most important. I wonder if she is as good as she was a year ago.

Thanks to the fierce changes in the field, in short, as Sanhua Empress was getting smarter, Song You showed her the map, pulled off the half of the grass in her mouth, pointed to the map in the book with the tip of the grass, and said to her

:

"We were originally here, this is Yizhou, then we went east to south to Xuzhou, and finally we went east to north to Changjing. We circled in the north like this, returned to Changjing, and then went south all the way.

After arriving at Fengzhou, we arrived at the western part of Yaozhou, which is right here..."

Song You pointed to Yaozhou on the map.

The cat watched carefully.

Song You pointed to a state to the west of Yaozhou: "This is the Xuzhou we passed through before, which is also the home of Yanzi and where the Liujiang River is located."

The cat didn't blink, with a serious expression.

At this time, she no longer asked questions like "Why don't we just come here?", just like she now doesn't ask people why they want to climb a mountain. It takes hard work to climb up and then work hard to get back down.

After all, Empress Sanhua was extremely smart. In the few years she had been with the Taoist, she already knew why the Taoist went down the mountain and the meaning of the journey.

But for her, most of the meaning of the journey is still to follow the Taoist priest.

Just as the Taoist said when he asked her to leave the small temple, she was going with him so that she would not be lonely. Just as she often said on weekdays, she would follow the Taoist.

Song You patiently spent some time telling her about the appearance of Dayan's world and the basic geographical concepts.

"Then we have to walk back to Xuzhou?"

Empress Sanhua looked at Song You with a serious face.

"Does Yan An want to go back to his hometown for a visit?" Song You turned slightly and said to Yan Zi on his shoulder, "If Yan An wants to go back for a visit, we will wait for you in the county ahead for two days. It's not far anyway. With your

The speed is such that I can fly back in half a day. We just happen to have a rest."

The cat also turned its head and stared at the swallow.

"..."

Yanzi thought for a while and then said: "My ancestors have gone to heaven and are no longer in Anqing. Although I want to go back, there is nothing to see when I go back. One day is enough for me to fly back and forth."

"That's fine."

Song You nodded, staring at the simple map in his hand, with a hint of memory in his eyes.

When I first arrived at Xuzhou, it was really not long after I came down the mountain. I left Yidu and went straight to Xuzhou. Looking back now, if I only think about that time, it seems that not long ago, but in fact it has been more than seven years. And if I think back,

The mountains and rivers we have traveled and the ups and downs we have experienced in the past seven years make me feel that a long time has passed.

Song You will naturally not go back to see it again.

Now that Lao Yanxian is no longer in Xuzhou, I don’t know if the temple owner I was familiar with before is still there. The Liujiang Convention should still be held, but it won’t be held this year, and it won’t be held now, and it may not have been held in the past.

He can still see his old friends, but only the familiar landscapes remain - Song You should look at these familiar landscapes again, at least once. At least before the end of his life, he needs to look at the path he took when he was young.

Yes, but obviously not now.

"Then where are we going?"

"Let's go to Zunzhe Mountain." Song You said to Sanhua Empress, drawing lines on the map with his hand, "Go slowly and take a look at the customs and customs of Yaozhou."

"OK!"

"..."

The Taoist smiled and closed the book in his hand with a sigh.

Before I knew it, it was the time for the flowers to fall.

The road ahead is filled with mist and mist, and the sun is setting over thousands of miles.

There are countless mountains, and they are as red as rain.



In the summer of the ninth year of Mingde, Huangliang County, Xiejun, Yaozhou.

The Taoist, leaning on a bamboo stick and covered in travel dust, came to this remote town and looked around. Behind him was a bay-red horse with neither reins nor saddle, but it followed him silently.

This small town is located at the foot of Zunzhe Mountain, only dozens of miles away from Zunzhe Mountain. If the weather is a little better, you can see the mountain from the city.

However, Song You did not stay in the city, because on the way, he asked someone for directions, and they said that there was an inn at the foot of the Venerable Mountain, and there were quite a few, so it would be more convenient to stay there.

Zunzhe Mountain is probably the highest mountain in the entire Yaozhou and Langzhou. Hundreds of miles of continuous mountains naturally separate Yaozhou and Langzhou. Zunzhe Mountain stands on these mountains again, like a giant pillar holding up the sky.

The same Tianzhu Mountain looks like an old man standing motionless, hence the name Venerable Mountain.

Climbing Mount Venerable takes a whole day, so naturally you have to stay at the foot of the mountain for a night.

So Song You just passed through Huangliang County, made some supplies, and arrived at the foot of Zunzhe Mountain before dusk. He wanted to take advantage of the good weather in the past two days to go up the mountain to have a look, and then come down to the city to rest.

As expected, there are several inns at the foot of the mountain and there are quite a few tourists.

Song You found a hotel to stay in, bought a bowl of carved rice from the innkeeper, and asked him about Zunzhe Mountain.

The store owner is doing business here for tourists, so he has answered similar questions from many people. Almost as soon as Song You asked the question, he answered them all:

"You must have seen this loess road in front of the shop. Go early tomorrow morning. Go left and follow this road. When you reach the front, someone will ask you to pay the mountain tax. It's fifty cents. Pay the money.

You can go up the mountain by following that path. Horses, donkeys and mules can also go up. If you climb fast, you can reach it in the middle of the afternoon. If you don't climb fast, you will arrive in the evening. You don't have to worry about taking the wrong road in the middle. It's not the only way to go up the mountain.

It’s just a road, but the day you come is right. As long as you leave early, there will be many people along the way.”

"A mountain tax of fifty cents?"

"Yes, it's a famous mountain, Zunzhen Mountain. Burning incense at the top of the mountain can bring you good luck, and picking up a stone can ward off evil spirits. For fifty cents, you won't lose money." The store owner said, "Besides, it's all collected by the government.

"

"How much does it cost for a toddler?"

"How big a toddler?"

The store owner looked at the Taoist curiously, then looked left and right. He didn't see any children, only a calico cat with its head raised and bright eyes. He couldn't help but asked doubtfully: "Didn't you come alone, sir? Why?"

Ask the toddler."

"About this high."

Song You stretched out his hand to indicate a height.

"That's more than half a man's height." The shopkeeper frowned and shook his head, "I don't know about that. If you meet a conscientious person, maybe you won't charge me. If you meet someone without a conscience, you might also charge half. Mr.

If you were willing to secretly put ten coins into the policeman's belt, maybe no one would take it."

"That's it."

Song You nodded, and then asked: "Are there really many people going to climb the mountain?"

"There are many famous mountains, and there are also many dignitaries."

"Thank you, store owner."

"Remember to get up early..."

"Write it down below."

Song You turned his head and looked outside.

It was at sunset, the mountains in the distance were pitch black, and the clouds overhead were thick, but there was a thin line in the middle, allowing the light of the setting sun to shine in, dyeing the clouds on the mountains into flames. There seemed to be a statue under the clouds.

The huge stone man stood with his hands folded, his figure was bloated and his cloth robe reached to the ground. Only the upper half of it had penetrated into the clouds, so his true appearance could not be seen, leaving only half of his body.

Outside the door, another official was sitting on a bamboo sedan, being carried by two people from one side to the other.

"The meal is here!"

A bowl of rice was brought to Song You.

It was a bowl of dark rice, served in a thick brown bowl. Each grain of rice was a thin black strip, which looked very rough. There were a few pieces of pickled radish thrown on top, and there was nothing else.

Song You picked up the chopsticks and took a bite. It seemed that in addition to the sauerkraut, the store also poured some sour soup on it. The rice also tasted a bit sour. It had a taste and was quite appetizing in this summer, but the texture of the rice was still the same.

It can't be called good, at best it can be called strange.

Diaohu rice is actually wild rice.

Originally, it was used as a staple food in many areas of Dayan, but later it was gradually eliminated due to various reasons. Interestingly, when it was no longer used as a staple food and gradually became rare, some places began to use it.

Coming to entertain distinguished guests probably has a traditional meaning.

"Ms. Sanhua, please try it too."

Song You scooped up a spoonful of rice, mixed it with a small piece of pickled radish, put it in the palm of his hand, and handed it to Mao'er.

The cat was honest and took a bite.

He glanced at the Taoist blankly, and probably swallowed it out of economy, but then he looked at the Taoist with more pity and worry in his eyes.

Song You finished it.


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