Haiyan

Zhongzhou is located in the west of Tiantuo Strait. It is not like the continuous high veins of the Northland, nor is it different from the endless plains of the Eastland. It is located in the basin, with beautiful scenery and spring like seasons.

There was just a heavy rain, and there was a faint sense of wetness on the long street. The cicadas in summer were screaming loudly, coaxing the yellow dog at the entrance of the tea shop to sleep. It was crowded with people from inside to outside again, and dozens of carriages of various colors stretched out, blocking the official road in Hancheng.

"Xiaoer, come to the pot for the sixth year of spring!"

The merchant shook off the wet mud stains on the soles of his feet, and hurriedly sat down in the inner room. This tea shop is not big, but there are many pedestrians coming and going every day, especially since it is directly opposite the ancestral hall, the location is excellent.

The waiter's figure nimbly handed over a pot of brown-yellow porcelain wine bottle, and with a firm foothold, he politely smiled and said, "Master, your wine is here, and it costs two dollars!"

The merchant threw the hemp money in his arms, and the waiter happily took it.

"Thank you for the reward!"

The merchant was wearing a black and blue gown, his body was a little damp, his shoulders were wet, he seemed to have not escaped the heavy rain just now, he was slipping a sip of wine into his throat, when he heard the two people at the same table talking: " For dozens of years, I haven't seen people at the entrance of the ancestral hall, and every time I burn incense, I have to wait in a long line, which is really annoying."

"Hey, once you get used to it, don't you have to do it once or twice a year!"

"That's annoying! Look at those powerful officials and lords. We have waited so hard all morning. It's good for them to come. They jump in line one by one, so that we can't get in at this hour. It’s not that I said, with this number of people, I’m afraid we’ll have to wait until dark again today.”

The merchant raised his eyes and saw that the entrance of the ancestral hall, which was very large and well-repaired, was indeed surrounded by crowds. He said in amazement, "You two are lenient."

Passed over the wine in hand, "Dare to ask which god is offering here, which has attracted so many people to pay homage?"

The two at the same table took the wine without politeness, and distributed the beef on the plate to the merchants, "Is the official from other places?"

The merchant smiled kindly: "Donglu came here and traded silk for tea to start a small business."

The man in the blue shirt wondered, "It's people from Donglu who come to do business, why don't they know the market in Zhongzhou?"

The merchant's eyes widened, and he asked in surprise, "This...can you please enlighten me?"

The young man in the blue shirt flicked his wide sleeves, and suddenly one leg came up, and he stepped on the bench under his buttocks, "As early as the early days of the founding of Zhongzhou, the silk tea and so on were connected to Donglu, it's nothing unusual Yes, the officials came all the way, why do such unprofitable business?"

The merchant frowned and said, "My lord, you mean that silk and tea are no longer rare items in Zhongzhou?"

The young man in blue shirt shook his head and said with a smile: "I don't think the official is someone who knows how to do business, but rather a scholar who reads books?"

The merchant laughed helplessly, with a hint of sadness flashing between his brows—this man was right. He studied hard for more than ten years in the early years in order to gain a reputation, but he failed to go to high school every year, and his family gradually declined. He was really unable to bear his full of ambitions, so he made up his mind to stay away from official career.Later, I heard people say that Zhongzhou in the south is peaceful and happy. Since King Dingxi established the country, although the country is small and prosperous, it has a wide range of merchants and writers from all continents. Small business, thinking that Zhongzhou does not have these things, he will definitely like it, and he can make a fortune because of it, so as to take care of his old mother who is still lying on the bed and paralyzed, but what the blue-shirted man just said made him feel uncomfortable The enthusiasm that is easy to summon up the courage to face life suddenly blew up.

Seeing that the merchants had no words, the man in blue guessed that he had probably guessed it right. There are many merchants who go to Zhongzhou to do business from Donglu and Beilu every day, and there are always a few who don't understand the market. He comforted him immediately. "Don't worry about it, officials. Although the Zhongzhou area is rich, our Hancheng is the worst. You can go to the city later to see if you are lucky and one of them is out of stock recently." The shop happened to change the silk, and it will be National Day in a few days, and the ladies and wives of the various officials want to cut clothes, and the silk is very tense recently."

Seeing a little hope, the merchant hurriedly expressed his thanks, and said, "Dare to ask your Excellency, what is the National Day?"

He thought that if it was the National Day, the whole country would be happy, and if he sold the things he brought on that day, he would be able to make a lot of money.

Before the blue-shirted man could reply, many customers poured in from the doorway, directly crowding the small tea shop.

The two people at the same table moved their seats, and invited a few guests who had no seats to sit down together. Then they saw a man with a big arm and a round waist wiped the damp cold on his face, and said harshly: "His grandma's are all crowded at this hour to burn incense. I was almost squeezed out of my breath."

The man in yellow shirt who was with the man in blue handed him the tea and asked with a smile, "Are you going in?"

The man wiped the tea stains from the corner of his mouth, gasped and said, "I started queuing up last night, and I managed to squeeze in in the morning, worshiped the sticks of incense, smoked a gift, and when I came out, hey, what a guy , the door is so blocked that you can't get out at all, it took a lot of effort, and it's hot and sweaty."

When the two people at the same table heard him say that he had just come out of it, they both cast envious looks and said politely, "Have a sip of tea first."

The merchant stepped forward and asked, "May I ask what the name of the god here is?"

The big man said: "The officials are from other places, right? Haven't you even heard of our Huang Jinhou's name?"

The merchant's face was obviously shocked, and the big man smiled and said: "There is no one else in there, and the one who made the offering is the founding king of our Zhongzhou land, King Dingxi!"

"But that King Dingxi, one of the Seven Heroes of the Troubled Times, who shocked the East, the North, and the North 70 years ago?"

The big man let out a cry of admiration and looked at him with admiration. Only then did the merchants understand that King Dingxi founded Zhongzhou 70 years ago. Died early, and was buried in the Jiuyi Mountains before the world was united. It is not unreasonable to say that the Emperor Taishi conquered the Western and Eastern Han Dynasties, founded today's Daxie, and ruled the entire Northland and most of the Eastland. The remaining land is still under the jurisdiction of Southern Chu and Northern Chu respectively.

The heroic deeds of King Guangming and Emperor Taishi are known to everyone in the East and North, but King Dingxi took his family to the west of the Tiantuo Strait and established himself as a country, so there are not many legends in the East, but the Zhongzhou area People, from generation to generation, admire and sing praises, and respect King Dingxi as the Marquis of Gold, which is regarded as faith.

And since the founding of Zhongzhou, although it is far away from the two continents, the two countries have frequent diplomacy and exchange benefits for more than a year. Today, Zhongzhou is more prosperous than Donglu and Beilu.

Several people at the same table laughed in horror, "Isn't it our Jinhou!"

The merchant asked curiously: "Then dare to ask this year, month, month, what is the way of worship?"

The man in the yellow shirt pushed a plate of cold dishes to the middle to signal for everyone to share, and explained: "There are people who pray for everything, some pray for wealth and safety, some pray for power and wealth, and some pray for children... .There are too many."

The merchant said: "Since King Dingxi is respected as Marquis of Gold and regarded as the belief of Zhongzhou, why..."

"Why did you build the ancestral hall on the official road outside this remote city?" The man in the yellow shirt said with a smile, "This starts with the turmoil more than seventy years ago..."

The author has something to say: Happy New Year's Day on the first day of 2019

Meow Meow wishes everyone a safe and prosperous new year.

This is my second time posting in Jinjiang,

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The old article from many years ago has been revised a lot before it is written again.

Part of the inspiration of the whole book comes from "Crime and Punishment", "Kyushu Misty Records", "Walk with Knives in the Snow",

Congratulations to the three authors!

Thanks again readers.