Daxiangguo Temple is said to be the former residence of Wei Gongzi Wuji, Lord Xinling during the Warring States Period.
When I was leisurely passing by Xinling to drink, I took off my sword and stretched my knees forward.
This is probably where Zhu Hai and Hou Ying drank from a large bowl and ate meat.
In the sixth year of Tianbao in the Northern Qi Dynasty, the "Jianguo Temple" was founded here, but it was later destroyed by fire and water.
When the Tang Dynasty was rebuilt, Emperor Ruizong Li Dan ordered the reconstruction of Jianguo Temple into Daxiangguo Temple because of his feelings in a dream.
During the Dashun period of Zhaozong, it was burned down by fire and later rebuilt.
During the Jianlong period of Taizu of this dynasty, it suffered another fire and was rebuilt again. Then it expanded and became bigger and bigger.
Emperors Taizong, Yingzong and Daojun all inscribed inscriptions or made praises for this purpose successively. The appointment and resignation of the abbots of each hospital were approved by the emperor's edict.
Various royal tours and prayer activities are often held here, so this Daxiangguo Temple is still a royal temple.
At this time, Xiangguo Temple covered an area of 540 acres, divided into 455 subdivisions, and administered 64 Zen temples. The two major Zen temples, Huibei and Zhihai, corresponded to the east and west.
There is a poem that praises: the splendor of gold and green, the clouds of clouds, the appearance of thousands of horses, the flowing water like dragons, it is so magnificent that it is appropriate to praise it.
Xiangguo Temple is open five times a month for trading, and people can buy and sell things at will.
Zhao Tong took Liyanaza to the main entrance first. This place is used to selling all kinds of birds and animals. It is known as rare birds and animals, and there are all kinds of them. Although it is winter, there are still many people buying and selling, and there are different kinds of animals and birds in the cages. Strange.
Several people commented and continued walking inside.
It was crowded and bustling with people, and the stalls on both sides were set up with colorful tents, selling some cattail bags, curtains, washing utensils, seasonal fruits, preserved wax and other things. Although it was in the open air, it was very orderly.
After passing the second or third gate, close to the Buddhist temple, there are the fixed stalls of the famous Tokyo time-honored brands, Mengjia Daoguan, Wang Daoren preserves, Zhao Wenxiu's pens, Pangu ink ingots, etc.
When Zhao Tong walked here and looked at the time-honored items, he couldn't help but think of Wanyan Baohua and became silent.
Several people saw that he was interested and stood up. After a while, Zhao Tong sighed softly and said with a smile: "Don't you guys have anything you want to buy?"
Liyana said: "Let's take a walk and take a look."
Zhao Tong nodded and continued to move forward. This time he came to the Zisheng Gate behind the Buddhist temple. This is a place where literati like to go, selling all kinds of books, antiques, calligraphy and paintings, etc.
A few people were walking forward, and suddenly two people came face to face. They were a middle-aged man and woman, dressed in rich and noble clothes. They were followed by followers who were holding a lot of things.
Zhao Tie couldn't help but laugh when he saw it. It was actually Li Qingzhao and Zhao Mingcheng. These two people had always been willing to come here to hunt for things. Many of the things in their home came from the Daxiangguo Temple.
In fact, they recognized each other, but Zhao Tong's face had recovered a lot at this time, and he looked a little sallow and thin. He passed by each other without the other party paying attention.
Further on, there are local specialties, spices and medicinal materials brought back from various places, and then there are divination and fortune-telling stalls in the back corridor.
As a royal temple, Xiangguo Temple is not short of incense money. The gate pavilion and Zisheng Gate of Xiangguo Temple each have 500 gold and bronze Arhats. Anyone who wants to eat or make offerings must get approval from the abbot of the temple before the door can be opened. You don’t have to take it. You can get in if you want to.
The chefs at Xiangguo Temple are very skilled. Even if there is a large-scale vegetarian gathering, three to five hundred portions of food, tea and fruits can be prepared in a short time, and the money for incense should be indispensable for this time.
But the Song Dynasty promoted business, and the temples did not fall behind.
Since there are people setting up stalls to sell things and go shopping in the temple, the temple prepares meals for the people who set up stalls and goes shopping, opens restaurants and earns money.
In addition to the Zhaihui restaurant, there are also home-made handicrafts in the temple.
In the corridors on both sides of the temple hall, the nuns from various temples sell embroidery, neck wipes, flowers, pearls, heads, faces, hats, ribbons and other items.
When Liyanaza saw this, she walked over and looked at it for a long time. In addition to buying some things for herself, she also bought a belt for Zhao Tong.
The belt is silver-white. Although it is not inlaid with any gems, agate, pearls and jade, it is embroidered with birds and is very detailed.
Zhao Tong held the belt in his hand and was speechless for a moment. Why did he ask a woman to buy something for him? He could only accept it.
Then we walked around for half an hour and went to eat at a restaurant in the temple.
During the Zhenzong period, there was a temple in the temple called the Roasted Pig Yard. The great monk Huiming inside was famous for his delicious roasted pork. Later, the famous poet Yang Danian told him that this is a temple, but in the name of selling roasted pigs, isn't it inappropriate? good? So Xiangguo Temple changed the name of this place to Shaozhuyuan.
But now, all these fishy smells are gone, and Shaozhuyuan no longer exists.
A few people had a vegetarian meal and discussed some Buddhist practices. Liya Nazha said that this place is different from Uighur. Although Uighur also has many temples, they are far less grand than here, and the atmosphere is completely different.
Zhao Tong muttered: "Practice is best in the rolling world of mortals. Only when you see the pain of love and love in life will you realize that all four elements are empty, and then you will know how to give up and let go."
Yao Pingzhong said from the side: "What the young master said is absolutely true."
Zhao Tao glanced at him and remembered the rumors about this guy's later generations. He failed to steal a camp during the Jingkang period, and rode a green mule through the night, thousands of miles away, and hid in the mountains for decades. He was not afraid of this "extreme" right now. Unintentional words.
He said: "Xiyan, you have Buddha nature, you have experienced the world of mortals, and you can go to the mountains to live in seclusion."
Yao Pingzhong was stunned when he heard this and said anxiously: "Young master is making a joke on your subordinates."
Zhao Tong shook his head, stood up and said, "I'll take you to the most famous vegetarian teahouse in the capital, where you can listen to words, talk, and read."
The most famous vegetarian teahouse in Tokyo is naturally the time-honored Dingjia Vegetarian Tea Shop. You can see the signboard when you walk out of Xiangguo Temple and onto Dongmen Street.
At the moment, the tea shop is overcrowded and almost all seats are occupied, but there is a table at the front that is always empty, and the hardwood folding back chair painted with tung oil next to it is also unoccupied.
Zhao Tong led a few people in, and was immediately greeted by a waiter. Looking at the four people, he couldn't help but scratch his head. There was really no place, and four people were too many to share a table.
Zhao Tong stretched out his hand and pointed to the empty table at the front: "Just go there."
The waiter was immediately startled and hurriedly whispered: "This place is absolutely forbidden. It is booked by a distinguished guest. The distinguished guest is kind to the shop, so some of you..."
Zhao Tong interrupted him and said, "Can't you even hear my voice?"
The waiter was stunned for a moment, raised his head and looked at Zhao Tong carefully. After a moment, he suddenly realized, with a look of surprise on his face: "It turned out to be the young master. I was still wondering why the voice was so familiar."
Zhao Tong nodded and said casually: "Is Mr. Huo here?"
"Here, there!" the waiter said hurriedly: "I talked about three parts of the paragraph before. I think I have almost rested now, and I will start the next paragraph."
Zhao Tong said: "That's good, add a few chairs, and eat and drink according to the old rules."
The waiter obeyed, turned around and trotted away.
Zhao Tong came to the empty table and sat down. Liyanaza asked doubtfully: "Listening to what the waiter said, could this table be reserved just for the right envoy?"
Zhao Tong smiled and said: "I liked hanging out in the market when I was a child, and I have some connection with this tea shop."
At this time, extra chairs were moved over. After a few people sat down and chatted for a while, they saw two people walking behind the storyboard in front of them.
One person is an old man with white beard and hair, wearing a green cloth shirt, and his face is full of traces of time.
The other person was a little girl with double braids and a red shirt, with lacquer-like eyes and a pink and jade face. She walked over and stared at Zhao Tao.
"Growing taller again..." Zhao Tong said to himself, and the cakes and tea began to be served.
The old man bowed slightly to Zhao Tao from the front, and then slapped the wood to wake him up. His voice was strong and vicissitudes of life: "The book continues from the previous article. This time it says that Cao Mengde held the emperor hostage to order the princes..."
After finishing the passage in about two-quarters of an hour, the old man sat down and drank tea to soothe his throat.
Lianaza whispered: "This old man is so full of energy, he seems to know martial arts."
Zhao Tong smiled lightly and said, "Aunt Saint, are you talking about Mr. Huo?"
(End of chapter)
