The clipper of Cao Jiang Yushi's Yamen still didn't move. The colleague on board was in a dilemma and looked ugly.
But Xu He no longer cared about him. He asked the sailors to push the boat next to Zhenke's official ship. The great monk laughed and asked people to board Xu He's ship. In this way, the Japanese ship was prepared there. Zhi gritted his teeth and continued walking westward.
When the boat left, Xu He bowed his head to the tunnel and said, "Thank you Master for rescuing me."
Master Zhenke is really capable. He waved his hand and smiled freely: "The poor monk is just entrusted by others!"
Xu He said in surprise: "I was a little surprised when I just saw this official ship. I didn't know this..."
"The magistrate of Jiangdu is my good friend, and this is the official ship I borrowed!" Zhenke continued, "As for the poor monk, it was entrusted by the layman of Beiming. He said that although you are sitting there preparing Japanese ships, I'm afraid you still can't It is very safe, so I asked the poor monk to welcome the donor to Yangzhou."
"So it's your uncle!" After saying this, he was no longer surprised. Xie Kun seemed to be bohemian in his dealings, but he was actually very careful. Otherwise, Li Zhijie would not have given full authority to the city defense of Hailing County to this good friend.
The reason why the last encounter with the enemy was so miserable cannot be blamed on Xie Kun at all, but because the situation forced him to have no troops available, so he had no choice but to leave the city. It was not a crime of war.
Master Zhenke sat in the cabin and looked at Xu He curiously: "I heard from the donor Xie that Mr. Xu is very good at writing poems?"
When Xu He heard this, he immediately remembered something about Tianning Temple.
There is a saying in the Chinese dynasty that "if the water in a bottle is cold, you will know the weather is cold; the rise and fall of a place in Yangzhou can reflect the fate of the country". There is another version of this saying: "the water in a bottle is cold, you will know the weather is cold; the rise and fall of a temple in Tianning can reflect the destiny of the country". .
Since the Tang Dynasty, eminent monks have appeared frequently in the temple. During the Kangxi period of later generations, three important books, "Complete Poems of the Tang Dynasty", "Complete Tang Dynasty Prose" and "Peiwen Yunfu", were compiled in Tianning Temple in Yangzhou.
It can be said that the literary charm of Tianning Temple is natural. Without hundreds of years of profound accumulation, the style of writing in the temple would not be as good as it is.
Thinking of this, Xu He smiled and said: "Master is also interested in poetry?"
Zhenke recited the Buddha's name: "Tianning Temple is adjacent to Meihua Ridge, Banghua Village, Xiaomaoshan, and Leitang. If I don't write poetry, wouldn't I be living up to such beautiful scenery?"
At this time, the boat reached the Baoan River, and the tall city wall of Yangzhou Prefecture suddenly appeared in front of us not far away.
The water surface of this river is wide. It was originally the remains of the moat of Luo City in Tang Dynasty and Dacheng City in Song Dynasty. It was just an ordinary river.
However, since the implementation of the Kaizhong Law in the salt industry during the Wei Dynasty, a large number of merchants gathered in Yangzhou. Many of the world's most wealthy salt merchants have spent large sums of money on both sides of the river to hire famous gardeners to design and manage water gardens.
Many of the Twenty-Four Scenic Spots of Slender West Lake in later generations have now begun to take shape.
Moreover, there are many tourists along the coast, and there are many large and small restaurants. It really feels like you are riding a crane down to Yangzhou with a hundred thousand yuan in your pocket.
Seeing this, Xu He sighed and said: "The weeping willows are constantly catching up with the weeds, and the wild goose-toothed red bridge is like a painting; it is also a pot of gold, so it should be called Slender West Lake!"
When the great monk Zhenke heard this, he froze where he was and remained silent.
After a while, he suddenly laughed and said: "No wonder the donor thanked you for saying that your poetry can be used as a dictionary. No matter how difficult it is, you can easily do it."
"If the poor monk's guess is correct, this [Selling a Pot of Gold] should come from the book "Old Martial Arts" written by Zhou Mi in the BC Yuan Dynasty, right?"
Xu He: "..."
This poem was actually written by Wang Hang during the Qianlong period of later generations, and Slender West Lake got its name from it.
When Xu He saw Slender West Lake in this life, he couldn't help but recite this poem. He really didn't mean to show off, let alone, who is this Zhou Mi? Is "Old Martial Arts" a martial arts novel? I have no idea at all!
But Zhenke thought that Xu He was young and well-read in poetry and books, and he even dabbled in "Old Martial Arts" that was rarely known to the world, and his evaluation of Xu He instantly rose several levels.
"There is a cloud in the book "Old Wulin Stories": "The scenery of the West Lake is beautiful in the morning and evening, sunny and rainy, and the four seasons are always suitable. People from Hangzhou never travel... Money is lost every day, and there is a rule. Therefore, there is a Hangzhou proverb 'Selling the golden pot' 'No.]"
After Zhen Ke finished memorizing it, he looked at the rows of shops and crowds of people along the bank and couldn't help but praise: "Almsgiver Xu, the name of Slender West Lake is just right. It sounds much better than Bao'an River. As soon as this poem came out, the name changed!"
Chu Yuan and the others were behind Xu He. When they heard him reciting a poem casually, Master Zhenke from Tianning Temple was so impressed that they couldn't help but admire him even more.
Xu He was so embarrassed that he didn't pay attention and pretended again. In this life, he never expected that Slender West Lake would be named after me.
After a while, the boat docked at the dock, and the great monk led Xu He and others into the city and went straight to Yangzhou Weihang.
Along the way, this group of people included monks, scholars, and fast players in uniforms. The combination was so strange that it attracted an unknown number of people.
When they were approaching the Yangzhou Wei Yamen, the sound of rapid horse hooves suddenly came from behind.
Xu He looked back and saw a man galloping towards him on horseback. Pedestrians hurriedly got out of the way. For a while, the streets were full of chaos.
Seeing the man running straight towards Xu He and others, the great monk Zhenke was frightened and hurriedly pulled Xu He to hide aside.
At this time, the horse's reins were tightened, its front hooves were raised, and it stopped dangerously in front of everyone.
Cold sweat oozed out from Xu He's back, soaking his jacket.
When he looked at the person again, he suddenly became furious.
The guy riding the horse through the city was none other than the son of Zhou Yi, the prefect of Yangzhou.
Mr. Zhou sat on the horse and looked down at Xu He and the others with a proud look on his face. After a long while, he said, "I didn't expect you to really have the guts to come to Yangzhou!"
Those who dare to ride horses in the bustling city are either rich or noble. Among Xu He's group, except for Zhenke, Chu Yuan and himself, the other two schoolboys who protect each other, as well as the soldiers and Kuaishou who escorted Xu He to Yangzhou, are all nonchalant. To be honest, I didn't even dare to make eye contact with this young man.
Especially Zhang Jingxian's personal soldiers, when they met Cao Jiangjun, he knew that the other party had many concerns and dared to argue with him. But there are many situations where a yamen like Ma Ma would kick you half to death and then leave the money and not care about your life or death. There is no bottom line at all, so everyone is afraid.
Xu He felt so angry that he stood in front of everyone and sneered: "Master Zhou, you have really worked hard. I am a little boy, not even a boy, and I bothered your father and son to invite Cao Jiang. Jun, you really think highly of me!"
Mr. Zhou saw anger and ridicule in Xu He's eyes, but Mr. Zhou didn't take it seriously. He had seen such eyes many times in Yangzhou, but in the end the eyes of these people would all turn into fear, despair or flattery.
He glanced at Xu He nonchalantly and said: "You are lucky, there are many people protecting you, but I will tell you quietly that you, the leader of the county examination, will definitely not pass the government examination. Do you believe it?"
Before Xu He could speak, Chu Yuan behind him was furious: "Xu He is the head of the county examination. Let alone a government examination, even the Taoist examination can be passed as usual. And who are you? How dare you do it in broad daylight?" , saying that Xu He will definitely not pass the imperial examination, and he will be punished for manipulating the imperial examination. Do you know that? You are not afraid that we will go to Nanjing to sue you!!"
Mr. Zhou deliberately pretended to be scared on his face, covering his chest and saying, "Sue me? I'm so scared! Hahahahaha!"
After laughing, he reined in his horse, turned around and left!
