The mountain stream rang loudly, making a sound like thunder.
Listening to Su Shi's words, Zhang Yue smiled. Su Shi's praise and love for everyone came from the heart.
Because he has enough knowledge and experience, he can find the advantages of everyone in his eyes. As he said, everyone he sees is a good person.
Therefore, Su Shi had many friends and was popular.
However, with Su Shi as a friend, it is difficult for ordinary people to get into his heart. He is really too high-minded. On the contrary, some "gangsters" may easily offend people with their words, but if you make friends, they will treat you sincerely.
After reading the title of the book on the wall, Zhang Yue and others continued to go down the mountain, and climbed the mountain again. They walked among the endless mountains, majestic clouds and mist were rising, and there was a dragon gushing and spitting at the bottom of the valley.
Halfway through the walk, a heavy rain fell in the mountains. Everyone found a mountain pavilion to take shelter from the rain, and the others quickly changed their clothes and cooked tea for them. .
After the rain stopped and the journey was delayed, everyone continued walking along the mountain, and in the evening they found a Taoist temple to stay overnight.
There is only one Taoist priest in the Taoist temple. The Taoist priest of the Taoist temple said that he was a monk who had been fasting for many years and that he only ate pine needles on weekdays. Nearby is the Zhongnan Mountain in the Qinling Mountains. It has been a haunt of hermits since the Tang Dynasty, and there are many hidden immortals.
Everyone is not surprised to hear that the Taoist master can live without grain.
Hearing that everyone was hungry, the Taoist priest cooked a pot of rice for everyone with pine needles, cypress kernels, and Polygonatum japonica.
The pine needles, cypress kernels, and Polygonatum japonica can be called the food of immortals, especially the Polygonatum odorata. After the fresh buds are steamed, they taste particularly sweet in the mouth.
After everyone took a bite, they couldn't help but praise, "If you eat Polygonatum Rice today, you will feel full and forget about the hunger the day before." The Taoist told them that eating Polygonatum every day can make the hair whiter and darker, and the teeth can be regenerated.
Not only is the polygonatum delicious, but the pine needles are also fresh and tender. The outer skin is removed and only the tender heart is eaten.
Everyone had never eaten any delicacies from the mountains and seas, but they were all hungry after walking on the mountain road for a day, and because of such light and delicious immortal food, they ate it with gusto.
Su Shi was holding a large bowl of Huangjing rice and devouring it. He was very interested in talking to the Taoist priest about the method of keeping healthy and eating grains, and at the same time he also inquired about the news about the gods.
It was a cold night in the mountains, and everyone did not sleep well that night. Zhang Yue heard that Zhang Dun and Su Shi got up and were talking in the middle of the night. He couldn't help but put on his clothes and got up. However, he heard the sound of Taoist chimes during night classes echoing inside and outside the Taoist temple. Just as a moon appeared above Cangshan Mountain, the deep valley of the empty mountain was suddenly filled with clear light.
Zhang Yue returned to the Taoist temple to rest. At the fourth watch of the day, no one was sleepy and got up to leave some money for the sleeping Taoist priest and left the Taoist temple to climb the mountain to watch the sunrise.
When everyone climbed to the top to see the beauty of the sunrise on Nanshan Mountain, they couldn't help but be amazed. Originally, everyone had agreed to watch the sunrise and write poems, but they couldn't help but be at a loss for words for such a beauty that overwhelms heaven and earth.
Even Su Shi said, "Although Haitang is beautiful, it does not compose poetry."
One of the examiners suddenly said: "I've been running around all day, but it's just a waste of time. It's not very interesting. I really hope that one day I can get rid of my errands and see the beauty of the mountains, rivers and countryside, and stop asking about official career."
Such is the escapism of scholar-bureaucrats from ancient times to the present. When Confucius was depressed, he also had some random thoughts: "If you are not good at the Way, you will float in the sea on a raft." Several people present commented that "if you live high in a temple, you worry about the people; if you live far away from the rivers and lakes, you worry about the king." Such a state has not yet been reached.
Su Shi said: "When you are an official, you follow Confucianism and Legalism; when you go into seclusion, you think about Taoism. This has been the same throughout the ages."
Everyone agreed with Su Shi's remarks.
An examiner asked: "Where does Zizhan think it is better to retire?"
Su Shi said: "I heard from Jiang Ying's book (Jiang Zhiqi) at the banquet in Qionglin that Shan Junci (Shan Xi) once said that Yangxian has a beautiful scenery and good tea, so I want to be an official for ten years. After I save enough salary, I will buy some thin fields here and plant them. Some orange trees, choose a hillside to build a house until you grow old."
Everyone laughed when they heard this and didn't care.
The other two examiners thought that Zhang Yue, Su Shi, and Zhang Dun had become officials when they were young, and now they were very focused on fame and were just talking about going into seclusion.
But Su Shi later really settled in Yangxian.
In the eighth year of Xining's reign, Zhang Dun wrote a poem to Su Shi when he was frustrated in politics. Jun Fangyang admired Bu's new residence, and I also renovated the old house in Wumen. ... The next day, we would go back and forth in a small boat, and we would write poems, wine, woodcutter and fishermen together.
After Zhang Yue and Su Shi made an appointment to retire, we sat in a boat to communicate with each other, poetry, wine, woodcutter and fishermen.
Let me sigh here, the two of them are really good friends, so good that they were sent to Hainan Island...
Everyone was chatting and laughing, and after going down the mountain, everyone started to write poems again.
Whenever someone feels poetic, he will ask his entourage to bend down and write on his back, and finally put the written poem into the poem bag.
Like Su Shi, Zhang Dun was very prolific, and within two or three days his poetry bag was filled with a thick stack of paper.
Everyone was looking for a wild ferry to cross the black water to the North Temple. Zhang Yue couldn't help but tell Su Shi that when he went to Wuxi to study when he was young, his eldest brother told him not to take the wild ferry.
Su Shi laughed when he heard it, and Zhang Dun also heard it faintly, but said nothing.
When the boat was moored, it was on a rocky beach. Everyone immediately picked up their pens and wrote on the rocks on the wall. Zhang Yue's books and Su Shi's books are both famous in the world. Zhang Dun was proud of Mo Chan and was praised by later generations.
It is a beautiful thing for a scholar-bureaucrat to write while leaning against a cliff.
One of the people accompanying him happened to be a local official, and later he ordered a craftsman to carve all the writings written by everyone here. This cliff carving made this place a scenic spot, attracting countless scholars from later generations to come and worship.
After everyone crossed the black water and walked along, they could see the outline of the temple in the distance.
Officials from Zhouzhi County came here to welcome them. They waited at Zhongxing Temple all night. They thought they would arrive yesterday, but they disappeared. Now that they saw Zhang Yue and his entourage, they immediately came forward to serve them and served them tea soup and hot wine.
So the yamen servants gave the crowd a hand and put them on horses. Only then did the group of people have mounts to ride to Zhongxing Temple.
That night everyone visited Zhongxing Temple.
There are many scenery in the temple. For example, there is a cave in the temple, which is said to be the place where jade is played and the flute is played to attract the phoenix. Su Shi got inspired to write a poem, "Blowing the flute in the cave keeps you alone all year round." The stone spring serves as the morning mirror, and the mountain moon serves as the curtain hook. At the end of the year, all the fir trees and maples are gone, and people return home in the mist and rain. The farewell and greeting should be humble, who will follow the Chu ministers to praise. '
There is another cave in the valley to the east, which is said to be Ma Rong's reading place.
Everyone stayed in Zhongxing Temple that night, and the monk's room where they stayed was hidden by tall pines and cypresses.
Not far outside the monk's room is a small stream that surrounds the temple. In the night, the lights of the monk's room shine on the stream, and the gurgling sound of the stream can be heard. Many monks are carrying wooden buckets to fetch water from the stream. On the other side of the stream is A vast pear forest.
Under the autumn colors, the pear trees along the stream have turned red!
The next day everyone set off on their way home.
Everyone drank wine all night yesterday, and they are still drunk at this moment.
On the way, I suddenly heard the roar of a tiger!
Everyone was startled. Zhang Dun, Su Shi, and Zhang Yue all drove their horses forward a few steps to look at the sound of the tiger. As expected, they saw a tiger coiling on the road dozens of steps away from people.
At this moment, the three horses were too frightened to move forward.
Su Shi was surprised and said: "What's the reason why Ma is like this?"
After saying this, Su Shi quickly turned the horse's head and retreated hastily. Zhang Yue was also confused. Apart from the zoo, he had never seen a second living tiger.
Zhang Dun smiled when he heard this, then rode his horse forward and said, "Zizhan doesn't need to come near to rescue him. I have my own reasons."
When Zhang Dun drove his horse closer, he took the bronze gong used by the Yamen officials to clear the way and banged it on the stone. When he saw the tiger, he immediately fled in fright.
Zhang Dun rode his horse back and smiled at everyone: "You are definitely not as good as me!"
After Zhang Dunfang finished speaking, there was another tiger roar.
The tiger goes away and comes back!
