Wagging his little tail, Wang Zhaixing barked a "woof" outside the courtyard.
"Come here."
Wei Hao stood up and saluted with his hands clasped together. He now understood why Wang Zhaixing said yesterday that he smelled more fragrant. It turned out that he had met an elf.
I just don’t know where the sacred place is.
Keep on going and you will arrive in Fucheng today.
The scholars on the way chatted and talked nonsense, and Bai Chen also exchanged various gestures with Chen Mengnan, such as "immortals guiding the way", "flying immortals from the sky", "fairies descending to the earth" and "fairies playing the flute", which opened Wei Hao's eyes.
Regardless of whether they are humans or dragons, the second generation of rich people are all having fun.
It's nice to have money.
"Hey, brothers, the 'Qin Gong Temple' is in front of us, why don't we pay our respects together?"
"Qin Gong Temple?"
Wei Hao asked curiously, "Which senior is it?"
"Elephants are always in Wufeng. It's normal not to know. This is the incense in the west of Fucheng. This Duke of Qin was the inspector of the west bank of the 'Holy Moon Lake' in the previous dynasty. Like me, he also has the reputation of being a scholar."
"From the previous dynasty?"
"Exactly."
The scholar who talked about this matter held a folding fan in his hand and explained the origin of this "Qin Gong Temple".
It turns out that the "Qin Gong Temple" was built by the villagers in the west of Fucheng City. More than 400 years ago, the "Holy Moon Lake" burst its embankments. It was Qin Wenruo, the west bank patrol inspector, who personally drove a boat filled with rocks and sandbags to block the breach.
, this ensures the safety of one party.
The low-lying area in the west of Fucheng was originally a gathering place for poor people. Qin Wenruo could have ignored it, but he still sank his boat and saved a group of poor people.
Along with the sunken ship to block the breach, there was Qin Wenruo himself.
After that, Qin Wenruo was not commended, but the rescued people felt sorry for "Qin Gong", so they donated money to each other to build the "Qin Gong Temple".
Not long after Qin Wenruo's death, the blind old mother also went there because she missed her son.
Two lonely children were left behind, and they were taken by the old housekeeper to seek refuge with relatives. However, they encountered the plague on the way and unfortunately died young.
It can be said that this is a complete tragedy.
After hearing this, Wei Hao felt something in his heart. He took Wang Zhaixing and rode to the "Qin Gong Temple". After offering a stick of incense, he looked up and was shocked: "Xiao Wang, I met someone last night."
Yes, it turns out they are Mr. Qin’s family.”
Wang Zhaixing was startled and said quickly: "How can the incense in a small rural temple make the gods travel far away?"
But Wei Hao could be sure that what he saw was Qin Wenruo's family.
In the small village temple, the statue in the middle is Qin Wenruo, and sitting next to it is a blind old lady made of clay. Who else could it be if not the old mother that the middle-aged man carried on his back last night?
On the other side, the diligent old man is the old housekeeper who takes care of the young master. The two children are innocent and innocent, both wearing sky-high buns, one holding a rattle, the other barefoot, smiling faces, so happy.
The incense in the small temple is not very strong, but it is kept very clean. It can be seen that the local villagers are grateful for Qin Gong's great kindness in keeping their ancestors alive.
"Those who are called Wenwei are not necessarily weak."
Wei Hao felt reverence in his heart. Unlike his friends who were rushing to take the exam, he did not want to ask for the blessing of "Qin Gong", but admired the courage of a weak scholar.
Driving a shipwreck and sacrificing oneself for others not only requires courage, but also noble moral character, and it is a moral character that transcends the shackles of the spirit of that era.
Going back four hundred years, Qin Wenruo at that time must have regarded ordinary poor people as living people, right?
Wei Hao respectfully offered another stick of incense. When he was about to leave, he was stunned for a moment, as if he saw laughter and laughter coming from the statue.
If you think about it carefully, Qin Wenruo probably did not enjoy the happiness of a family, did not fulfill his filial piety to his mother during her lifetime, and did not even see her children grow up with her own eyes.
This is really a great sorrow in the world, and the local villagers must have felt this sorrow, and used this gratitude to reunite the "Qin Gong" family with simple clay idols.
"amazing."
After leaving the door, I heard Bai Chen say three words. He was very emotional. He was quite shocked. He turned around and said in a surprised tone: "He is still a patrol inspector after all."
"So it's amazing."
Wei Hao nodded. He thought of the group of people who were on their way last night, carrying the old and supporting the young, traveling under the stars and at night. They must have some responsibilities.
A middle-aged man holding a bamboo stick was carrying his old mother on his back. He let the children eat the cakes given by passers-by first, which was really impressive.
"You humans... are so strange."
Mr. Bai said this with complicated emotions.
"Didn't you also say that man can conquer heaven?"
"Is this one of the reasons?"
"yes."
Wei Hao smiled and patted Mr. Bai on the arm, "I believe that even if there are no gods and elves in this world, the local villagers will still build a temple in memory of Mr. Qin."
"If there are no gods and elves, what else can we do?"
"It is not only to commemorate the deceased, but also to educate future generations."
"That makes sense!"
Bai Chen's eyes lit up, "When I have children in the future, I will educate them like this."
"You are flirting in Goulan, wouldn't you..."
"of course not!"
Mr. Bai looked proud, "How can you beget dragons and grandsons if you are not born with some strangeness?"
"..."
When he thought of all the strange dragon sons and grandsons in the story, Wei Hao suddenly understood the quirks of the dragon clan.
Whether it looks good or not is secondary, weirdness is a must!
Playing is exciting!
"What kind of dragon son and grandson?"
Chen Mengnan came over and asked.
"Nothing, I'm talking to Mr. Bai about whether there is a real dragon in Shengyue Lake."
"A dragon can be big or small, who can see it with your own eyes?"
Chen Mengnan shook his head, and then suddenly remembered something, "Brother Bai, if you and the elephant become tributes next spring, we will be considered to be in the same year."
At this time, Bai Chen also remembered that he also had the title of "Shadow Supervisor" in Dachao Prefecture, and he immediately smiled: "Let's go to Xiadu together then, Brother Chen."
"To be honest, I have long had the ambition to go to the capital to meet the world's heroines!"
"I heard that there are sixteen ships in Xiadu's two courtyards, four lanes, eight floors, and so on. There are really beauties like clouds and gorgeous women like smoke. Brother Chen, why don't you and I join hands and kill them all together?"
"I think so too!"
Chen Mengnan, who had similar interests, immediately said, "With my intelligence, I can get at most half of the twenty-five questions in the Mingshu Science Examination correctly, and I'm afraid I won't be able to pass the exam. It's better to wait a few years and donate a gift. Life is too short to keep a reputation for talent."
Well, it’s better to imitate Brother Elephant and leave a heroic name!”
"..."
Wei Hao was immediately numb. How am I the same as you?
"Yes, yes, I am the hero in the romantic field, and I am invincible in the feasting and feasting! Hahahaha..."
"Brother Bai! You are actually Chen's confidant!"
One person and one dragon walked shoulder to shoulder, gradually drifting away, and they began to talk about what the Fucheng's Goulan was doing.
Wei Hao was completely speechless, sighed, turned around and hugged Qin Wenruo's statue to express his apology.