Li Bai has a poem that goes, "Amidst the colorful clouds of the White Emperor's speech, thousands of miles of rivers and mountains are returned in one day", which expresses the smoothness of flowing down the river. This is the fastest speed that human beings can experience in this era.[]
Chen Ke stood on the bow of the boat, looking at the magnificent scenery that passed by in front of him. He saw the dark mountain wall coming towards him. The river boat rushed towards the mountain wall quickly, as if it was about to hit it, so he couldn't help but close his eyes.
But when he opened his eyes again, he had already left that mountain wall behind and rushed towards the other mountain wall.
This kind of exciting experience was something he had never experienced before in his life. The apes at a high place roared loudly, and he roared along with him. Song Duanping also roared together, and the sound spread to the cliff, causing the apes to respond.
, the sound is endless.
The weak passengers who were suffering from seasickness on the boat looked sideways and couldn't help but be surprised by the vigorous vitality of these two young men. Hearing people's admiration, the boatman laughed and said: "Nowadays, heroes are not called heroes. When we reach Qutang Gorge and enter the Xiangbin Dock
"If you can still do this, you can be called a true man." The relationship has not yet reached the real Three Gorges...
As the boat boss said, the real thrills start from Zhaitang Gorge. Before entering the gorge, the boat boss solemnly asked everyone not to make any noise after entering the gorge, let alone disrespect the gods. Then he placed fine wine and pig heads on the bow of the boat.
After burning incense and praying devoutly, he got up and sailed into the canyon.
As soon as you enter the Qutang Gorge, you will see a number of huge rocks looming in the river. These huge rocks are called "Xiang Bingdui" because the strong waves hit the huge rocks and the water spray flew away, like clouds and mist on the head of a beautiful woman.
It got its name. These strange rocks with imaginative names have created a number of terrible whirlpools. The speed of the boat is also very fast due to the rapids. The waves are rough, and if you are not careful, you will hit the boulder, and the boat will be broken and people will die.
The principle of survival.
The life and death of all the people on the ship were in the hands of the boss of the ship. With his extremely high skills and rich experience, he made the ship pass through the Qutang Gorge quickly and without any danger, and soon entered the Wu Gorge. Wu Gorge is long.
For hundreds of miles, there are endless mountains on both sides of the river, and a fast waterway is cut out by heavy cliffs. When a boat sails on the river, when you look up, you can only see the winding blue sky. Unless it is noon, even if the sky is blue, you will never see the sun.
The danger of Wu Gorge lies in the clouds and fog. The thick water vapor that persists all year round is like rain, fog, glue and paint. The romantic Chu people created an ambiguous word "Wushan**" for it. However, it seriously blocks the sight of the boat boss.
, bringing great danger to sailing.
Up to this point, Chen Keshang's expression remained unchanged, but when he arrived at a place called the 'Human Fresh Urn'... there was a particularly huge round stone standing in the middle of the waterway, occupying 80% of the width. The waterway was
It narrowed, and the water flow was extremely turbulent. When the ship passed here, it had to turn sharply. The hull was hit and thrown, like a dry leaf, struggling in the whirlpool, and it could topple to the bottom at any time, turning the people on the ship into
The "fresh people" in the river.
Chen Ke only felt dizzy and tinnitus, holding on to the bulkhead tightly, and the world was spinning. He didn't know how the ship passed. When the bumps slowed down and people vomited everywhere in the cabin, he rushed out suddenly
He went to the cabin and started to vomit while holding on to the side of the ship.
After leaving Wu Gorge, we soon arrived at Zigui. Now it is just a small village. It is impossible to connect it with Lei Zu, Qu Yuan, Wang Zhaojun, and Meng Haoran. Going further down from Zigui is Xia Toupei. After passing Xia Haoran
Toadpei was not far away, and the vision suddenly became clearer. The river gradually slowed down, and the suffocating anger of God was finally left behind.
I could only hear the fishermen singing late at night, but I could see the soaring sand gulls and the smoke from the village houses in the distance.
Looking at the beautiful scenery on the river in front of them, the people on the boat knew that they had finally made it through the Three Gorges trip alive. Regardless of whether they knew each other or not, everyone felt a sense of intimacy after experiencing the disaster together. They rewarded them with fine wine and money.
The boat boss and his disciples also toasted each other to celebrate their return to the world.
Chen Ke looked back on the course of this day, and it felt like he had had a nightmare. He finally understood why Shuzhong could always survive alone in the chaos of the world... because a trip in and out was really terrifying.
After calming down, he chewed two Sichuan ginger slices and gave a few slices to Wulang, who was severely seasick. Then he walked to the stern of the boat and handed a few slices to the little Xuanyu monk.
"Amitabha, thank you Chen Tanyue." Xuanyu was still meditating, but he was also seasick, his face was pale, and he hadn't eaten a bite, but he still refused and said, "I'm not hungry, little monk."
"This is the best Sichuan ginger slice." Chen Ke smiled and said, "Buddhists can't help but eat ginger."
"Amitabha! Ginger is not one of the 'five meats', but is a top quality food in Zen Buddhism." Xuan Yu said seriously: "It's just that the young monk takes the twelve oaths and does not eat after noon."
Fortunately, Chen Ke's knowledge has greatly improved in recent years, otherwise he would have been completely confused. He remembered that the ascetics had twelve vows to practice, such as "but not to sit but not to lie down", "but to wear three clothes", "to live in the tomb" and so on.
It's just that in this era, most of the wandering Toutuo were monks who indulged in meat and wine. Those who took the precepts seriously like the young monks were very rare.
It is precisely because of this that Wang Fangcai had no choice but to pass on the arduous task of 'returning the young monk to secular life' to Chen Ke. He smiled slightly and handed out the two pieces of ginger again: "This is
You need to take the medicine to cure seasickness so that you can meditate peacefully... The commandments don’t say you’re not allowed to take medicine after noon, right?”
"That's not to say..." Xuanyu was still too naive, took it with both hands and said, "Thank you Chen Tanyue."
"Can you change your name?" Chen Ke smiled bitterly and said, "Your Sichuan accent is so strong that 'Tan Yue' sounds similar to 'Spittoon'. I don't mind. I'm afraid that people outside Sichuan will beat you up if they hear it."
"Amitabha!" Xuanyu announced the Buddha's name and said, "What about Chen Tanyue's opinion?"
"Is this..." Chen Ke thought about it seriously and said seriously: "Let's do this. From now on, you can call men 'brother' and women 'sis'."
"Amitabha," Xuanyu clasped his hands and said, "It's just Brother Yi's idea. Thank you very much for your advice..."
"Easy to say, easy to say..." Chen Ke stuffed a pack of Sichuan ginger slices into his hand, suppressing a smile and turned around.
The little monk Xuanyu picked up a piece of ginger and tasted it. The taste was pure sweet and fragrant, slightly spicy, and he thought that this medicine tastes really good...
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The next morning, the boat arrived at the end of the trip - Baling City in Yuezhou. Yes, it was the Baling County with Wu Gorge in the north and Xiaoxiang in the South Pole, where most of the immigrants and poets gathered.
And the legendary Yueyang Tower is the west gate of Baling City - Shuicheng Gate. When the boat is still far away from the dock, you can clearly see this three-story building, with blue tiles on the wall and cornices on the top of the tower.
At this time, eight full years have passed since Teng Zijing rebuilt the Yueyang Tower. Eight years later, the famous tower remains the same, but Governor Teng died of illness long ago in Suzhou.
Chen Ke and others saw from a distance that the Yueyang Tower was completely white. When they got closer, they saw that they were banners and white flags. They also heard bursts of sad music, which was heartbreaking. When the ship docked, they heard the preface of Yueyang Tower.
The cries shook the sky.
As soon as the boat stopped, Song Duanping jumped to the dock, grabbed a man wrapped in white cloth and said, "I'm sorry, could it be that a high-ranking official from a certain family died?"
"That's not us from Baling." The man shook his head and said, "He has never even been to Baling..."
"That is?"
"It's Mr. Fan..." the man said and sighed: "Looking at you, you must have come from Sichuan. It's no wonder that there is no news there. I don't know that Mr. Fan died last month."
"Ah..." Song Duanping was shocked and said, "It's impossible."
"How is it impossible? The imperial court has already decided on a posthumous title." The man said and actually shed tears: "Today is a public memorial meeting hosted by our Yuezhou gentry. You should also go and pay homage."
Song Duanping let go of his hand and looked back at Chen Ke, who was surprised: "How could he die?"
"Amitabha..." Xuanyu clasped his palms together.
"Let's go and have a look." Chen Ke's mood suddenly became heavy.
When the group arrived at the Yueyang Downstairs, they were shocked by the scene of tens of thousands of people crying in the square. They saw that both the old gentry and the common people were kneeling in front of the erected altar and weeping with their chests down, as if they were mourning their heirs... The cries were shocking.
God, it was heartbreaking. Even decades later, Chen Ke could still clearly remember this heart-shaking scene.
It's not that he has never seen scenes of tens of thousands of people crying, but they were crying for the emperor, a fake cry under the pressure of power. But the person who died now was not the emperor, nor the powerful official in power, but a man who had been exiled for nearly ten years.
He was demoted in 2006. These common people and gentry can only express their condolences in a hypocritical manner. There is absolutely no reason for them to cry so bitterly...
Chen Ke stared at this scene blankly, looking past the crying crowd and casting his gaze on the couplets in front of the Yueyang Tower, where he saw two lines of powerful characters:
‘Be worried when the world is worried first, then be happy when the world is happy’!
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In May of the fourth year of Huangyou's reign in the Song Dynasty, Fan Zhongyan passed away on his way to Yingzhou. Before his death, he had become a god in the hearts of the people of the Song Dynasty, a compassionate Bodhisattva who rescued people in distress. After his death, the officials were sad and the whole country mourned.
, extremely mournful and glorious, and even revered as the first person in three hundred years, the first sage of this dynasty!
However, why did such a contemporary sage, in the last eight years of his life, continue to be demoted, demoted, demoted... and was excluded from the stage that originally belonged to him?
This is something Chen Ke cannot figure out no matter how hard he thinks about it...
It's a pity that I can't save Mr. Fan, because firstly, the old man is indeed ill from overwork and is terminally ill. Secondly, Mr. Fan's political life ended eight years ago. The specific reasons will be discussed later...