The Song Dynasty has been deliberate for 16 years, only to know that it is the Water Margin

Chapter 330 Cultivation
Daxiangguo Temple, according to legend, is the former residence of Prince Wuji of Wei, Lord Xinling during the Warring States Period.

Leisurely drink Xinling, take off the sword knee and cross.

Probably Zhu Hai and Hou Ying had a big bowl of wine together, and this was the place where they ate meat.

In the sixth year of Tianbao in the Northern Qi Dynasty, the "Jianguo Temple" was founded here, but it was destroyed by fire and water disasters.

When the Tang Dynasty was rebuilt, Emperor Ruizong Li Dan ordered Jianguo Temple to be changed into Daxiangguo Temple because of a feeling in his dream.

During the reign of Emperor Zhaozong and Dashun, it was destroyed by fire and then rebuilt.

In the Jianlong period of Taizu of this dynasty, it suffered another fire and was rebuilt again, and then expanded all the way, getting bigger and bigger.

Emperor Taizong, Yingzong, and Emperor Daojun successively issued titles or praises for this, and the appointment and resignation of the abbots of each courtyard were approved by the emperor's edict.

Various royal tours and prayers are also held here, so this Daxiangguo Temple is still a royal temple.

At this time, Xiangguo Temple covers an area of ​​up to 540 mu, divided into 450 five districts, and governs 64 Buddhist temples, with Huibei and Zhihai two Buddhist temples corresponding to the east and west.

There are poems admiring: resplendent in gold and green, with clouds and rosy faces, thousands of rides and thousands of horses, flowing water like a dragon, the structure is so strong that it should be praised.

The Xiangguo Temple is open five times a month, and the surnames are traded, and the people can buy and sell things at will.

Zhao Tong brought Liyanazha to the main entrance first, this place is used to selling all kinds of birds and beasts, known as rare birds and beasts, everything is there, even though it is winter, there are still many people buying and selling, and the animals and birds in the cages have their own variety. Strange.

Several people commented and continued to walk in.

The stalls on both sides are full of colorful tents, selling some puhe, screen curtains, washing utensils, seasonal fruits, dried meat and other things. Although it is open-air, it is very orderly.

After two or three gates, near the Buddha Hall, there are fixed booths of famous old Tokyo brands, such as Mengjia Daoguan, Wang Daoren candied fruit, Zhao Wenxiu's pens, Pangu ink ingots and so on.

Zhao Tun came here, looked at those time-honored brands, couldn't help thinking of Wanyan Baohua in his heart, and fell silent.

Seeing him impressed, several people also stood up. After a while, Zhao Tong sighed softly and said with a smile, "Don't you guys have anything you want to buy?"

Lianaza said: "Let's go and have a look."

Zhao Tun nodded and continued to move forward. This time, he came to the Zisheng Gate behind the Buddha Hall. This is a place where literati and inkmen love to go, selling all kinds of books, antiques, calligraphy and paintings, etc.

A few people walked forward, and suddenly two people came to meet them, they were a middle-aged man and woman, dressed in rich and noble clothes, followed by their relatives, carrying many things.

Zhao Tang looked around and couldn't help laughing, it turned out to be Li Qingzhao and Zhao Mingcheng, these two people have always been willing to come here to search for things, and most of the things at home come from this Daxiangguo Temple.

They actually recognized each other, but Zhao Tun's complexion recovered a lot at this time, and he looked a little sallow and thin, and passed by, but the other party didn't pay attention.

Going further, there are local products, spices and medicinal materials brought back from various places, and then the back porch is a booth for divination and fortune-telling.

As a royal temple, Xiangguo Temple is not short of incense money. There are [-] gold and bronze arhats in the gate pavilion and Zisheng gate of Xiangguo Temple. Anyone who eats food or offers offerings must be approved by the abbot of the temple before opening the gate. If you think about something, you can enter.

The chefs in Xiangguo Temple are very skilled. Even if they meet a large-scale feast, three to five hundred servings of food, tea and fruits can be prepared in a short time.

But the Song Dynasty advocated business, and the temples did not lag behind.

Since there are common people in the temple setting up stalls to sell things and go shopping, the temple will prepare meals for the people who set up stalls and go shopping, open restaurants, and earn money.

In addition to the Zhaihui restaurant, there are also handmade gadgets made by the temple itself.

Under the corridors on both sides of the main hall of the temple, the teachers and sisters of various temples sell embroidery, collar wipes, flowers, pearls, heads, hats, ribbons and other things here.

Seeing these, Liannazha walked over and looked at them for a long time. In addition to buying something for herself, she also bought a belt for Zhao Tun.

The belt is silvery white, although it is not inlaid with any gems, agates, pearls and jadeites, but it is embroidered with embroidered birds very finely.

Holding the belt in his hands, Zhao Tang was speechless for a while, why did the woman buy something for him, so he could only accept it in embarrassment.

Then I wandered around for half an hour and went to eat at the restaurant in the temple.

During the reign of Emperor Zhenzong, there was a part in the temple called the Roasted Pig Yard, where the great monk Huiming was famous for its delicious roasted pork. Later, the famous poet Yang Danian told him that you are a temple here, but it is called selling roasted pigs. Isn’t it true? good?So Xiangguo Temple renamed the place Shaozhuyuan.

But right now, all these meaty smells are gone, and Shao Zhu Yuan no longer exists.

A few people ate a vegetarian meal and discussed some things about Buddhist practice. Lianazha said that this place is different from the Uighurs. Although the Uighurs also have many temples, they are far less grand than here, and the atmosphere is completely different.

Zhao Tong pondered and said: "Practice is still the best in the rolling world of mortals. Only after seeing the sufferings of love and love in life can we know that the four things are all empty, and only then can we know how to give up and let go."

Yao Pingzhong said from the side: "Young master's words are very true."

Zhao Tang glanced at him, remembering the rumors of this guy's later generations, Jingkang failed to steal the camp, rode a green mule and galloped all night, and went thousands of miles away to hide in the mountains for decades. Words against your will.

He said: "Xiyan, you have Buddha nature, you can go to the deep mountains to practice in seclusion after you have gone through the world of mortals."

Yao Pingzhong was taken aback when he heard the words, and said anxiously: "My lord is making fun of my subordinates."

Zhao Tong shook his head, stood up and said, "Take you to the most famous vegetarian teahouse in the capital, where there are words and books to listen to."

The most famous vegetarian tea house in Tokyo is of course the time-honored Dingjia Vegetable Tea Shop. When you leave Xiangguo Temple and go to Dongmen Street, you can see the signboard.

At the moment, the tea shop is overcrowded and almost no seats are empty, but there is a table in the front that is always empty, and there is no one to sit on the hardwood folding chair brushed with tung oil next to it.

Zhao Tang brought a few people in, and immediately a waiter greeted them, looking at the four people scratching their heads, there was really no place, and there were too many four people if they shared a table.

Zhao Tong stretched out his hand and pointed to the empty table in the front: "Let's go there."

Xiaoer was shocked immediately, and hurriedly whispered: "This place is absolutely not allowed, but it is taken by a distinguished guest, that distinguished guest is kind to the shop, how many of you are..."

Zhao Tong interrupted him and said, "Can't you even hear my voice?"

Xiao Er was taken aback, looked up at Zhao Tun carefully, and suddenly realized after a while, showing a look of surprise on his face: "It turns out that it is the son, and the little one wonders why the voice is so familiar."

Zhao Tun nodded, and said casually, "Is Mr. Huo there?"

"Yes, yes!" Xiao Er hurriedly said: "I talked about three minutes before, and now I guess it's almost time to rest, and I'm going to start the next paragraph."

Zhao Tong said: "That's good, add a few chairs, eat and drink according to the old rules."

Xiao Er obeyed, turned around and trotted away.

Zhao Tong came to the empty table and sat down, Liyanazha asked suspiciously: "Listen to what the little girl said, is this table reserved for right envoys?"

Zhao Tong said with a smile: "I liked to hang out in the market when I was young, and I have some relationship with this tea shop."

At this time, the chairs were moved over, and after they sat down, they chatted for a while, and saw two people walking behind the storytelling desk in front of them.

One is an old man with white beard and hair, wearing a blue shirt, his face is full of traces of time.

The other person was a little girl with double braids and a red shirt, her eyes were like lacquer, and her little face was carved into jade, she walked over and stared at Zhao Tong.

"I've grown taller again..." Zhao Tang said to himself, and the cakes and tea began to be served.

The old man gave a slight salute to Zhao Tun in front of him, and then he patted the wood, his voice was vicissitudes and forceful: "The book follows from the previous text, this time it is said that Cao Mengde was coercing the emperor to order the princes..."

It took about two quarters of an hour for a section of the book to be finished, and the old man sat down and drank tea to moisten his throat.

Liannazha said in a low voice: "This old man is full of energy, and he seems to be good at martial arts."

Zhao Tun smiled lightly and said, "You mean Mr. Huo?"

(End of this chapter)