Father can be an enemy to the country

The third day of the first lunar month is the day when the Jiming Temple holds a temple fair.

This thousand-year-old temple was built in the Western Jin Dynasty and is the oldest Buddhist temple in Nanjing. It is located on the eastern foothills of Jilong Mountain, and is located in the southern part of Jilong Mountain, including the Temple of Heroes, the Temple of the City God, the Temple of the Past Emperors, the Temple of Jiang Zhonglie, the Temple of Bian Yi, the Temple of King Liu Yue, the Temple of King Cao Wuhui, the Temple of Wei Guogong, the Zhenwu Temple and the Guandi Temple. The "ten temples" including the temple form a large temple complex, attracting faithful men and women from all over Nanjing and even Huizhou to burn incense and worship Buddha.

In order to compete with Taoism for believers, this place is obviously a pure place for Buddhism, but the most lively temple fairs are held. The monks use this method to attract people to come for entertainment and join in the fun, subtly bringing the distance between Buddha and Bodhisattva and the general public closer.

Because they are familiar with it, when people encounter difficulties, they will be the first to think of this temple they often come to and the common Buddha in the temple. I feel that the Buddha here should be more likely to grant their wishes than the gods elsewhere.

The Jiming Temple Fair has a history of nearly a thousand years and is also the earliest temple fair in Nanjing every year. On the early morning of the third day of the Lunar New Year, the ferry boats on the Xiang River were busy coming and going, taking the men, women, old and children who came to visit the temple fair to the southern foot of the mountain to disembark.

Zhu Di also took his younger brothers and sisters to mix in the crowds at the temple fair. Although there were crowds of people around them, they were not crowded at all.

I don't know if the common people automatically stood far away when they saw the menacing brothers. There were still plainclothes guards separating the crowd.

In short, Xu Miaoqing only saw the bustling crowd, but did not feel crowded at all. Her eldest sister was very strict and rarely came to such a crowded place in the past, so she couldn't help but feel a little excited.

So he changed his usual quiet and taciturn attitude and kept asking questions about this and that.

"What is this place for?"

"What's for sale over there?"

"That's over there..." Xu Huizu next to him was about to answer his sister, but was pulled aside by his brother-in-law.

"Ah, Huizu, what do you think that is?" Zhu Di used his big hand like a cattail leaf fan to force Xu Huizu's head to the other side and whispered in a low voice: "What did I tell you yesterday?"

"Oh." Xu Huizu then remembered that today's task was to fully cooperate with his brother-in-law to create a good dating atmosphere for Miaoqing and King Chu.

He obediently followed his brother-in-law behind, letting Lao Liu walk beside Miaoqing.

Zhu Zhen gave the two of them a look of thanks, then walked around the temple fair with Miaoqing, and acted as a commentator for her at the same time.

He is the head beggar gang leader who can beg for food from the street to the end of the street, and his lyrics are different in every shop. He has broad knowledge, a sharp mind, a good tongue, and an excellent improvisational rap skills.

The main character is a lotus flower with a bright tongue. She talks about one thing after another, making Miaoqing giggle non-stop.

She also deliberately asked Lao Liu about some businesses she knew, just because she wanted to hear an interesting talk from him.

"Brother Six, what about this?" Xu Miaoqing asked, pointing to a stall selling sliced ​​noodles.

"This is just a noodle seller." Lao Liu said with a bitter smile.

"I just want to hear you talk." Xu Miaoqing begged softly: "What you said is really interesting."

"Okay, Brother Six, just listen to my sister." Lao Liu smiled and said:

"When it comes to noodles, let's just say noodles and mix them together with an egg.

Roll it out into a large piece and cut it out into a line.

Go down into this pot, turn around, and pick up the lotus petals in the bowl.

It's delicious and beautiful. One person can eat half a catty, and three people can eat one and a half catties..."

"Okay, okay!" Xu Miaoqing also clapped her hands happily, with that youthful smile that made Lao Liu drunk.

At this moment, a discordant voice sounded.

"It's vulgar, it's really insulting to politeness."

The two of them looked around and saw that it was a scholar setting up a stall.

"Who are you talking about?" Before Lao Liu could speak, Xu Miaoqing became unhappy.

"Tell me about the person next to you." The scholar shook his head and said, "His limericks are not limericks, and his jingles are not called jingles. They are just for coaxing a little girl like you who is not familiar with the world."

"Damn it." Xu Zengshou, who was following the two of them, heard this and was about to step forward to help the picker.

But he was grabbed by the fourth child and whispered to him: "The sixth child can handle it."

"Oh, right, right, we can't steal his limelight." Xu Zengshou said suddenly.

But Xu Miaoqing didn't care about this. She smiled faintly and said coldly to the scholar: "We were just chatting and having fun. He likes to talk and I like to listen. What does it have to do with you?"

"He has nothing to do with me because he has insulted the gentlemen." The scholar glared.

"You are really lenient." Xu Miaoqing sneered: "Yan Fusheng in the Confucius Temple should be made a saint, and you should sit down and be the protector of Saint Confucius."

"You!" The scholar held it in for a long time and said, "Only women and villains are difficult to raise. A saint will not be deceived by me."

"Yes, I am a woman and you are a villain." Xu Miaoqing smiled.

"You, you..." The scholar did not expect that this innocent and beautiful little girl would have such a vicious mouth, and he almost cried because of her.

Zhu Zhen had no choice but to smooth things over and said: "Sister, don't be angry, I'll ask him."

Then he asked the scholar: "You said that I am disgraceful to elegance, but what is elegance?"

"These are the poems, lyrics, songs, and couplets that are elegant." The scholar pointed to the couplets around him that only had the upper couplet but no lower couplet and said:

"Students set up an arena today. There are ten pairs of eternal absolutes. If you can match one of them, I will give you a gift. If you can't match any of them, then bow obediently and apologize, admitting that you have insulted elegance. What, this condition is enough. Simple, right?”

"This young man, don't be fooled by him. He has been setting up his stall all morning, and no one can get it right." Someone nearby reminded kindly.

"Yes, Sixth Brother." Xu Miaoqing also said to him softly: "This person's first couplet is the kind that no one has been able to get right for many years. Don't fall for his provocation."

"Haha, don't worry, sister." Zhu Zhen raised his thick eyebrows and said with a confident smile: "I am a man known as the 'King of Right'. There is no second line in the world that I can't be right with."

"Hahaha..." The onlookers were all amused by this bragging young man.

"Come on, Your Highness." The scholar handed the brush to Lao Liu with a provocative tone.

"Oh, it's hard to get off the tiger..." The two brothers Zengshou Huizu secretly worried about Lao Liu. They had studied with Lao Liu in the main hall, and they knew that Lao Liu's cultural level was only higher than that of the second and fourth lao.

If he could match these absolutes, they would tear off all these couplets and eat them.

In the midst of everyone's questioning gaze, Zhu Zhen took the pen calmly, walked to the first couplet, and saw the following letter:

‘The tower is lit with lamps, and every layer of the sky is illuminated. ’

Some onlookers commented that this first couplet not only featured the mythical figure King Li Tianwang, but also cleverly used his magic weapon to bring out Zhuge Liang's name and surname. It is indeed very difficult to get it right, no wonder it is said to be absolute.

Anyway, no one expects this young man, who looks like a door panel, to be able to produce this couplet.

However, before they finished speaking, Zhu Zhen wrote the second couplet——

‘Ao Guang held up the fire, lighting up the clouds and Zilong step by step. ’