Chen Qingzhi who travels south in all clothes

After the army entered Luoyang, Qingzhi led the Jiangzuo disciples to drink horses in Yongning Temple.

Yongning Temple was originally a glorious royal temple. After the "Heyin Rebellion" in which Er Zhurong looted Luoyang and slaughtered the clan, the monks in the temple dispersed one after another. All the mattresses and banners were looted, but the remaining halls were empty and the courtyard was bleak.

Grandfather Zu once sneered, "This treasure temple with carved beams and painted walls is really luxurious for us to use for horse racing."

Everything in Luoyang seemed so unreal.Here, Qingzhi's ancestor, Cao Wei Shangshu ordered Chen Qun to formulate the nine-rank Zhongzheng system. This official selection system, regardless of the Southern and Northern Dynasties, has been used to this day and has influenced more than 300 years; General Zu Ti of the Eastern Jin Dynasty once went up to the tower and sighed, "the well-dressed gentry are all in Luoyang, the rites and righteousness are prosperous, and the characters are Yin Fu".

Qingzhi, Zu Laoda, and Ma Fonian, the three of them galloped on horses. They started from the Northern Wei Palace, walked along the north-south main road Tongtuo Street, and walked all the way south. They passed the three provincial government offices, Yushitai, Royal Yongning Temple, and Taishe. The Taimiao, Guozixuemingtang, houses are row upon row, the streets are wide and orderly, and the inner squares are well-organized.

After that, they went all the way to the east and ran around the inner city of Luoyang, passing Jianchun Gate, Dongyang Gate, Qingyang Gate in the east, Pingyang Gate, Pingchang Gate, Xuanyang Gate, Jinyang Gate in the south, Ximing Gate, Xiyang Gate, Hechang Gate, Chengming Gate, Daxia Gate and Guangmo Gate in the north.

Going out from the north gate is Mang Mountain. The three of them abandoned their horses and climbed the mountain. They saw dense trees, green like clouds. When they climbed to the top of the mountain, they could have a panoramic view of the magnificent scenery of Luoyang. Among them, the tower of Yongning Temple is the highest, and its clock sounds resoundingly, vigorously and long, echoing among the floating clouds in Cangshan Mountain.

Qingzhi said, "Luoyang is worthy of being the capital of emperors through the ages. The Yellow River, Yishui River, and Luoshui River lie on all sides, and towering mountains surround it.

Ma Fonian pointed to Luoyang City from a distance, and said leisurely, "Not only that, this Luoyang City was built by Emperor Xiaowen of the Northern Wei Dynasty for many years, imitating the emperor's capital of the Eastern Han Dynasty. Most of the thirteen city gates follow the old names, and along the way, there is a real feeling that things are different."

Grandfather Zu stood in the middle, patted both of them on the shoulders and said, "Can you two, talk to people once in a while?"

Qing Zhi and Fo Nian looked at each other, and they both laughed heartily.The three of them, after this year of gold and iron horses, have been together day and night, and they have long been in love with brothers, regardless of each other, and they speak and laugh without restraint.

The elder ancestor changed his voice and said angrily, "It's a pity that Xiao Zong was not captured alive when he entered Luoyang this time. Three years ago, he sacrificed the city and surrendered to Wei, and harmed many of our Huaibei brothers. I really want to tear him apart. .”

"What General Zu said was about the king of Yuzhang, Xiao Zong," Ma Fonian said with a slight upturn of his mouth, "I've heard a little bit about him. Would you two be interested in hearing about his condition after he surrendered to the north?"

Boss Zu was noncommittal, and Chen Qingzhi nodded slightly.

"It's a coincidence that when King Yuzhang first entered Luoyang, he also stayed in Yongning Temple. At that time, the Northern Wei court didn't know how to place him. This made him anxious day and night, so he wrote a poem about the depression in his heart." Listen to the bell', I didn't expect this poem to cause a sensation as soon as it came out, and it was sung by scholars in Luoyang."

"This is really interesting. Hurry up and recite the Buddha's Nian for the two of us!" Qing Zhi said with great interest.

"Listen to the chiming of the bell, and you should know that you are in the imperial city. It's difficult to count the odds, and there are all kinds of troubles. Old friends love everything, like fallen leaves. Where do the lonely geese live, and the cranes cry in the middle of the night..."

No matter what his character is, this moving chapter, which touches the scene, is sad and desolate, is enough to hit people's hearts directly and makes people feel emotional!

"If I knew this earlier, why bother?" Eldest Zu frowned, "I've changed my mind now, if I catch this guy, give him a dead body!"

Qingzhi laughed out loud, Ma Fonian shook his head and said with a smile, "General Zu, listen to me."

He said slowly, "His talent is so brilliant that he attracted Wei Emperor Yuan Ziyou's attention, and he paid more attention to him. Not only did he marry his own sister, Princess Shouyang, to her, but he was also appointed General Hushi and Governor of Qizhou. "

"Asshole, did he ever enjoy being a son-in-law?" Eldest Zu said through gritted teeth.

"I don't know about that. I only know that Luoyang City was broken and he escaped with Yuan Ziyou," Ma Fonian sighed.

"One day, God will take him away," the ancestor said bitterly.

The three of them looked at Luoyang City in the sky, and were silent for a moment.

If there really is a cycle of cause and effect in this world, how can there be such a chaotic world!This is an era when heroes rise together, winners and losers, and what they do, it is still unclear whether it is right or wrong!And their fate, will it be like fallen leaves, floating around, not knowing where to go!

Looking north from Mount Mang, the Yellow River is surging, sometimes clear and sometimes turbid, rushing to the sea, engulfed by knives and swords, blood and tears!