Chapter 143 Yuncheng International Student Diary 2
Mr. Komatsu avoided answering. He only said that he would take everyone to visit the four mountains of Mingzhou and Tiantong Temple as a reward. Later, I learned that Mr. Komatsu privately traded sulfur, saltpeter, copper, lead and red iron with Song. No wonder he made as much as 200,000 yuan in a month. I was very worried that this matter would be leaked to Beijing. The revenge of the old Fujiwara family.
Maybe I thought too much. On the way to play, I felt very uneasy. It was not until I followed the people to Tiantong Temple. When I climbed the mountain, I met an official of the Song Dynasty. No, it should be said that the official who was traveling. At that time, he improvised two poems, and my irritable heart calmed down after I heard the beautiful poem.
I still remember those two poems, one called Tiantongxi and the other called Tiger Running Spring.
Tiantongxi
The stream is clear and the trees are old,
Walk through the stream trees and walk in the spring sun.
The deep stream is dense and uninhabited,
Only the fragrance of flowers and water.
Tiger Running Spring
For the kitchen to cook the bath,
Turn the mill to the beginning of spring to the field.
I paid off the pure debt in the mountains,
But come to the world for a bumper year.
After listening to this, Mr. Komatsu was impressed and praised him. He actually reported himself to meet the official of the Song Dynasty. The dark-faced official smiled casually and also reported to his family and replied, "I, Wang Anshi, is the governor of Yin County, Mingzhou. Look at your clothes and talk, but the island country in the east. People?"
Mr. Komatsu quickly replied and said, "I'll wait. Lord Wang, are you going up or down the mountain?"
Of course, this is what Mr. Komatsu didn't know until I translated it. The poet's original name was Wang Anshi, and he was the governor of Yin County.
This adult named Wang Anshi is not bad. At least he is very polite to us. No matter what Mr. Komatsu asks, he will talk about it. It seems that there is nothing in the world that he doesn't know. From this point of view, Mr. Xiaosong sighs that he is not as good. He can't wait to live in Mingzhou for a few more months with this Wang An. Lord Shi, study hard and count it as the practice of coming to the Song Dynasty thousands of miles away.
However, the task of the owner of the Satsuma family has not been completed. Unless the 200,000 taels of gold and silver are safely sent back to Satsuma, it is impossible for Mr. Komatsu to have extra time to practice in the Song Dynasty. At this point, it is much more convenient for me.
It was a night before Cross Maru left Mingzhou. I came to Mr. Komatsu's yard and pleaded with him for something.
It's hard to say about this matter. At that time, I was worried about being scolded by my husband, but Mr. Komatsu actually laughed.
He patted me on the shoulder and told me, "Sanzang, you have to practice hard. When you return to China, you are the only one who is Samo's husband."
I was frightened and replied, "I dare not. I have to thank Mr. Xiaosong for his great kindness. Sanzang is unforgettable. Please tell your Highness that Sanzang will definitely return to Samo to work for your Highness after learning."
Mr. Komatsu looked at me with a deep intention. He found that there were tears in his eyes. He pushed me away and replied, "I understand, but Sanzang, you should also live well. Samo's mother and sister are waiting for you."
My heart was hot, and tears rolled down. I cried for a long time before leaving Mr. Komatsu's yard.
The next day, the cross pills took Mr. Komatsu and the people back to Samo. I went on the road alone again. Where should I go? I thought about it for a long time. Later, I went to Yin County and met Governor Wang Anshi. I asked Lord Wang what I should learn when I came to Song.
Lord Wang asked me, "What do you want to learn, Brother Sanzang?"
I looked up at the sky, and my mind was very confused. I didn't think of anything for a while. I just casually asked, "Your Excellency, what should I do if I want to learn the way of governing the country?"
"Naturally, it is to read the book of saints. After familiarity with the five classics and four books, and then read the history books. It is ancient and modern. There is no way but unfavorable. I don't know what Brother Sanzang thinks?"
I deeply think so. When I thank Lord Wang Anshi, I wanted to ask him about something. Unexpectedly, Lord Wang said that his official business has been busy recently. If Brother Sanzang really wants to study, he might as well go to Bianliang in Beijing. It's better to travel thousands of miles than to read thousands of books. If you go to Bianliang, you will definitely get a lot.
Lord Wang Anshi's encouragement made me very excited. After leaving Yin County, I immediately set out on my way and asked how to get to Beijing Bianliang. When I was in Mingzhou, many passers-by would tell me, "Fanke advised you to take a boat and take the waterway. It's so fast that you won't get lost. If you go to Beijing, you will say less than half a year."
I don't believe it. At that time, I said confidently that I had to be familiar with the local characters of the Song Dynasty while walking and draw a map of the mountains and rivers of the Song Dynasty along the way, which was part of my own practice. However, after leaving Mingzhou, I went all the west along the official road and entered the border of Yuezhou. I fell tired and rested in the countryside for half a month before recovering. It's healthy. When I arrived in Hangzhou, it had been two months, and my clothes were already tattered. As a last resort, after arriving in Hangzhou, I took off my original clothes and changed into Song people's long shirt. I remember that the store told me at that time that this was called straight clothes, which was made of superior silk from Suhu. You bought it right.
It may be the first time to wear the clothes of the State of Song. I always feel very awkward. It's not as comfortable as Wu's clothes in my hometown. I lived in Hangzhou for a long time before I got used to it. At this time, three months have passed, and the year is coming to an end.
However, Hangzhou is really a good place, worthy of what the Song people call a paradise on earth. I lived by the West Lake for a long time and became a gentleman who taught vassal language for a period of time. I wanted to stay for a while. I watched the new governor, Lord Li Dui, command the people of Hangzhou to dredge the West Lake, plant trees and canals, irrigate thousands of fertile fields, and make a few paintings as a souvenir. Thinking of this, I was worried that my will to rush to practice. The funeral was exhausted, so that the achievements were lost.
After a few days of self-reflection, I made up my mind to leave Hangzhou and go on the road again.
This time, after I left Hangzhou City in the west, I turned north on the way and entered the boundary of Huzhou in an ox cart.
Huzhou is vast and sparsely populated. It is adjacent to Xiuzhou in the east, Hangzhou in the south, Taihu Lake in the north, and across the lake from the famous Wuxi and Suzhou in the State of Song Dynasty. Along the way, the mountains are high and dense, and the mountains are dense. It seems that there are endless hills and endless mountains. I walked in this mountain for half a month before I came to Wucheng, Huzhou Prefecture, but this Huzhou is really beautiful. It's not these green mountains, but the green rivers. As long as I climb high and look all the way, I can see the clear water. I think there are no mountains and no water in Huzhou.
After staying in Wucheng for a few days, I visited the Feiying Pagoda and the thousand-year-old temple Iron Buddha Temple in the Tang Dynasty. Then I took a bath on the edge of Taihu Lake and chatted with an old man fishing by the river. I asked the old man where the Song Dynasty was the best. The old man replied, "Of course, it's Huzhou, and the old man's family is here."
I told the old man that I came from Hangzhou. The West Lake in Hangzhou is more beautiful than this, and it's better to move there.
The old man laughed at me and said, "The little brother is joking. Don't you know that his hometown is difficult to leave? I don't know where the little brother's family is. How can he be alone? There are many strong people on the road."
I asked the old man, "What is a strong man?"
The old man told me, "This strong man is those who occupy the mountain as the king, or the villain who does evil. He specializes in robbing pedestrians on the road. I'm afraid there will be something wrong with such a thin little brother like you."
I told the old man with a smile that in fact, my swordsmanship is very good. Even if he is a general, I dare to do a few tricks with him.
The old man laughed so much that he couldn't even hold the fishing rod. He touched my arm and laughed, "My little brother's arm is very thin. I'm afraid it's a scholar. It's okay to brag with the old man today. If you really meet the strong man who cuts the path, don't anger that man, or the little brother's life will not be safe."
This is the second time I've heard the words 'life is not safe', but it's gratifying that this time it's a kind word of advice. I deeply think so. I told the old man that the old man can rest assured that I'm fine.