41. The Immortal Immortal Mansion, the Taoist Mansion that Lives as Long as Heaven

Style: Science Author: General Ying YangWords: 2035Update Time: 24/01/12 20:22:02
After reacting, Zhao Kuangyin showed the psychological quality that a founding emperor should have. He bent down to pick up the loose Taoist robe and slowly put it on as if no one else was watching. After a while, he asked: "I wonder what the Immortal Chief's purpose is for resurrecting me? "

As a peerless hero who overcame obstacles and climbed to the throne step by step, Zhao Kuangyin naturally would not simply think that Chu Feng's rescue of him was without purpose.

When it came to business, Chu Feng automatically ignored the embarrassing incident just now and said calmly: "It is indeed important for me to resurrect you, but this is not the place for a conversation. Let's talk as we walk."

Zhao Kuangyin was about to leave when he suddenly thought of something, said something to Chu Feng, and walked in the same direction.

Because it was night and the fog was deep, no one could be seen at a great distance. Chu Feng had no choice but to follow behind because he was worried that he would be wrong.

The old army also followed with hundreds of people.

After walking for a while, Zhao Kuangyin stopped under a tall tree and asked the soldiers for a knife. Regardless of his status as an emperor, he started digging on the spot. It took about half an hour to dig out a small and exquisite stone horse with stains on it, but Zhao Kuangyin looked like he couldn't put it down.

Chu Feng couldn't help but remember that when he was checking Zhao Kuangyin before, he saw a record that in the spring of the ninth year of Kaibao (976), he (Zhao Kuangyin) once again went west (Luoyang), and by the way returned to his old residence in Jiamaying, recalling his childhood The playful scene and the nostalgia are beyond words. He pointed to a place and said to his entourage: "When I was a child, I had a favorite toy stone horse. Later I buried it here. I wonder if it can be found now?" After that, he ordered people to dig, and sure enough, the stone horse was found. He couldn't put it down when he picked it up, so he took it with him.

On the way back to Tokyo, when I arrived in Gong County, I went to the Yong'an Mausoleum, where my parents were buried, to pay homage in person.

After the sacrifice, he climbed up to the southwest corner of the sacred wall of the cemetery and looked around. When he saw the eternal green mountains in the distance and the slow flowing water nearby, it immediately aroused his thoughts about the past and the past, and he couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

So he pulled out a loud arrow, put on his bow and shot towards the northwest. The arrow flew until it was about two hundred paces away before falling. He sighed deeply and said to the ministers accompanying him: "Life is like a fleeting moment, and it must eventually find its destination. Remember, the place where the arrow fell today is where I will rest a hundred years from now." After saying that, he took out the stone horse and ordered people to bury it where the arrow fell as a record.

This record shows that Zhao Kuangyin is a very nostalgic person. Today, when the stone horse is dug out again, I am afraid that he will have to remember it for a while.

After waiting for another hour, Zhao Kuangyin still didn't move. Chu Feng stepped forward and said, "Bury it and take it out when you are an emperor again. This will be the beginning of reincarnation."

Zhao Kuangyin was startled, nodded silently, and buried the little stone horse again. After finishing his work, Zhao Kuangyin borrowed a broom from Lao Jun and cleaned the main part of his parents' Yong'an Mausoleum. It was gone. He even didn't spare the damaged main part of the mausoleum. He cleaned it carefully. Again.

There is no one else who can sweep his own grave!

When daybreak was about to break, Zhao Kuangyin was still dilly-dallying, and Chu Feng was about to step forward to persuade him.

The old army stood in front, knelt down and said: "The Yongchang Mausoleum has been destroyed. The emperor and all the officials in the court will definitely pursue it. Please ask the immortal to give this villain a way to escape."

Chu Feng thought to himself, as the saying goes, the guards have their responsibilities. As the guard of the Yongchang Mausoleum, Laojun sat back and watched the destruction of the Yongchang Mausoleum, which would inevitably lead to the execution of everyone. He could not let honest people take the blame for what he did.

After thinking about it, Chu Feng took out the bottle of wish power, released more than ten giant wheat plants that Guo Jia had not thrown away last time, and said: "Tomorrow, take these auspicious signs to Bianliang and tell Zhao Ji that this is a poor thing." Pindao gave it to him, and Pindao resurrected Emperor Taizu so that he could take care of himself."

Lao Jun looked at the wheat that looked like a towering tree and nodded stupidly.

Upon seeing this, Chu Feng pulled Zhao Kuangyin and walked out. He didn't go far when the old army's shout came from behind.

"If the emperor asks about the origin of the immortal, what will the villain say?"

"The Immortal Immortal's Mansion, the Taoist Mansion that Lives as Long as Heaven"

After Chu Feng said these words, he used his teleportation and took Zhao Kuangyin back to the smoky woods. He found three horses tied to a tree, one for each of them, and one for free, and ran towards the east.

Galloping all the way, by sunset, they had already traveled more than a hundred miles. The good horse was so tired that it was foaming at the mouth and could no longer move forward. Chu Feng had to spend gold to buy good horses from rich families along the way. When they rushed to the east of Bianliang, Chu Feng and Zhao Kuangyin each had four good horses. They took turns riding and resumed their original speed.

In ancient times, when traveling, especially if they did not take the official road, the most likely thing to happen was to get lost, take the wrong road, and enter the boundary of Shandong. Because several people pointed the wrong way, Chu Feng and Zhao Kuangyin ran through Liangshan and arrived at the boundary of Yanggu. They found that they had gone the wrong way. The road turned around again and headed towards Liangshan.

At noon that day, when I was about to leave Yanggu, I saw a restaurant in front of me, carrying a flag in front of the door, with five words written on it: "Three bowls are not enough."

Zhao Kuangyin, who was hungry and thirsty, expressed that he wanted to go in for a drink.

Chu Feng agreed with a weird look on his face. As a normal Chinese, I'm afraid no one doesn't know what the saying "three bowls of rice is not enough" means.

After entering, he found a clean seat by the window and sat down. Chu Feng took out half a broken piece of horseshoe gold, put it on the table and said, "Master, please bring the good wine and food quickly."

Chu Feng himself doesn’t know what good wine and good food are, but that’s what the heroes in movies and novels say.

Not long after, I saw the owner of the shop placing two bowls, two pots of wine, a pair of chopsticks, two plates of hot beef, a plate of chopped chicken, three side dishes, and a steamed fish on the table one by one.

Zhao Kuangyin on the opposite side asked puzzledly: "Why so fast?"

The shop owner smiled and said: "There are a lot of customers here, so I prepare a lot, put them in a steamer and heat them up, so that the customers can eat them when they come."

Zhao Kuangyin nodded, picked up the wine bottle, and poured a bowl for Chu Feng and himself. Then he picked up the bowl and said: "I will give you a bowl of honor to the immortal."

Chu Feng picked up the bowl and drank it all in one gulp.

Then, the two of them drank two more bowls each.

The owner of the shop came over again, put down his wine glass, and persuaded: "You two guests, you can't drink like this!"

"But he did something strange again" Zhao Kuangyin, who was in high spirits, was a little unhappy.

The owner of the shop said: "Guest, you should see that the flag in front of my door clearly says: 'Three bowls are not enough.' Although my wine is village wine, it tastes better than old wine; as long as the guests come to my shop to eat, Those who eat three bowls will be drunk and cannot cross the hill in front of them: so it is called 'three bowls but not the hill'. If a passing guest comes here and only eats three bowls, he will not ask any more questions."

When Chu Feng heard the familiar words, he felt funny in his heart, and he asked very cooperatively: "You drink so much, what can you say?"

The shopkeeper looked proud and said with a smile: "My wine is called 'Tou Ping Xiang'; it is also called 'Outdoor Pour': when you first drink it, it is mellow and delicious, and it will be poured after a while."