In a blink of an eye.
It's already the summer solstice.
As one of the Four Seasons and Eight Festivals, people have had the custom of worshiping gods and ancestors during the summer solstice and spending the summer to avoid disasters since ancient times.
The group also went north from Bashan Wu Gorge and entered the boundary of Jinmen.
Tianjin Wei was originally a water and land wharf, where five parties lived together. At the end of the Qing Dynasty, due to the gathering of three religions and nine streams, dragons and snakes were mixed, and a large number of capable people and strangers naturally appeared in the market.
However, it is not easy to make a name for yourself in Jinmen.
You must have a unique skill that is difficult for ordinary people to achieve.
Nowadays, when it comes to talented people, there are fifteen people who deserve to be mentioned first. They are called the most extraordinary people in the world. However, these people are limited to the people in the market. If we really want to talk about the extraordinary people, there are also They are the four gods.
River God Guo Deyou, Wealth God Dou Zhanlong, Fire God Liu Hengshun and Disaster God Cui Laodao.
The fame of these people is not only limited to Tianjin Wei, but also circulated in Beijing, Hebei and even outside the customs. There are countless rumors about them in the market.
The difference can be seen from the name.
Those fifteen are either absolute or weird, but these four are named after gods.
How can you possibly do it if you don’t have any real ability?
Before entering the city, Chen Yulou and others could hear cocoons coming out of their ears along the way. Yang Fang was both pleasantly surprised and a little unspeakably annoyed.
Over the years, he has been looking for people everywhere, even if one of his legs is broken, he dares to fall in love with that bitch Cui Laodao. He has already made such a famous name in Tianjin Wei, and lives a leisurely life.
He had made up his mind.
When we meet, we must give him a good beating. No, we have to feed him good food and drink for ten and a half days, in order to relieve his nameless fire.
"Gentlemen, Baihe Pier has arrived."
"Go ahead and cross the old street, and walk a mile or two eastward to the Drum Tower Gate."
A group of people stood at the bow of the boat.
Not long after, the ferry slowly approached the pier. In the distance, merchants gathered together, and it was very lively. The vast sea was full of people. As one of the eight major Guandu crossings, Baihe Ferry connects the north and the south, and all business and trafficking must pass through it.
On the vast waters, there are hundreds of ships floating like clouds, large and small.
The last time I saw such prosperous water transport was at the ancient ferry of the Yellow River.
But the small town is desolate, but this place is extremely prosperous, with flowers blooming and traffic flowing.
Get off the boat and enter Dukou Old Street.
Rickshaws are all over the street, shuttling in the streets and alleys. Pedestrians are bustling in an endless stream. Listening to the accents, there are people from all over the world. Mandarin jackets, robes, suits, and costumes are also all kinds of strange and dazzling. There are even many old people hanging on the back of their heads. Long braids cut off.
Several people who saw it were surprised.
But others seem to have become accustomed to it, and most of them are just immersed in their own things.
As a result, a few people seemed a little out of place among the busy and hurried people.
"Masters, do you want to take a car? There are three copper coins in Tanggu, eight copper coins in Ningyuan, and only ten copper coins in the Jingang Bridge area. I think this is your first time coming to Tianjin Wei. I can just show you the way, and you can save a penny. money.”
"Ningyuan, I only want five coppers, gentlemen, for a brand-new rickshaw, so that you can sit comfortably."
While still looking around, the rickshaw pullers parked on both sides of the road waiting to pick up customers immediately surrounded him, speaking in a few people's ears with a strong Tianjin Wei accent.
A sports car that hangs around the dock and station all year round.
All of them have piercing eyes.
Rich or not, a stranger or an old customer, you can tell 60% to 70% at a glance.
Although Chen Yulou and his group looked a little weird, including a scholar, a Taoist, a Jianghu traveler, and two women, but since they got off the ferry, just standing there, their Chuchen aura could not be concealed at all, and they were all dressed in rich clothes. .
You can tell from a glance that he comes from a distinguished family.
Most of these people are generous and are their best customers.
They came from afar and didn’t know much about Tianjin Wei. They had to eat and stay in a hotel when they entered the city. Then they would casually say a few words and invite people into the restaurant, and the shopkeeper would get an intermediary fee. .
Although it's not much, for poor people like them, buying a big cake and a bowl of herbal tea and wine can be considered a good amount of income.
However, those who met the shopkeeper, Hua Ling and Miss Hong were surrounded by many carriage drivers.
Kunlun frowned.
Boom——
Take one step.
The energy flowing through his body was like a waterfall, and in an instant, the originally noisy chirping sound suddenly stopped.
A height of nearly two meters is extremely rare in any era.
What's more, in these years, he has walked around the world and fought upside down to the grave. His seemingly calm face has a murderous aura. Even if he doesn't say a word at this moment, he only takes half a step forward, and the sense of oppression he brings is... Extremely scary.
Just standing there.
Just like a gate tower and city wall, a bear in the mountain.
Those rickshaw pullers even had to look up to see his appearance clearly. They swallowed subconsciously and looked at each other in confusion, not daring to say anything casually.
Damn it, the tsarist strongman who had been domineering in Tianjin Wei a few years ago and was known to be invincible in all corners of the country, stood in front of Kunlun, and he was probably a little dissatisfied.
What's more, people like them, standing on tiptoes, can't reach people's chests.
Seeing that the noise disappeared, Kunlun nodded, turned to look at the shopkeeper, and waited for his next words.
"How far is it from the Empress' Palace?"
Chen Yulou didn't hesitate and asked casually.
"At the mouth of... Sancha River, Gongbei Street, it takes almost an hour to get there."
How could a group of coachmen dare to remain silent, but you looked at me and I pushed you, and finally an older man had the courage to stand up and responded cautiously.
Previously I only thought about making copper coins. Now that Kunlun was moving forward, they realized in hindsight that these people didn't understand why they dared to travel around like this these days. How could they be a Taoist and a woman? How could they be a good person?
"An hour or so."
Chen Yulou pondered for a moment, and then randomly selected seven or eight people, including the old man.
"Send us to the Empress' Palace."
The old man was still a little nervous at first, but when his name was suddenly called, the wrinkles on his face were stretched out by the joy. Without any hesitation, he hurried back and pulled the car over, and the rest of them did the same.
There were nine people in their group.
Normally, renting three cars would be nothing.
As expected, this patron was a generous person. He actually had a car for each person. The group suddenly felt like they were in good hands. After all, one moment they were worried and uneasy, and the next moment, wealth and wealth fell on their heads.
The drivers who were not hit were all dejected.
I just regret that I was silent just now and couldn't reply.
But it was useless to worry, the opportunity was fleeting, and in the blink of an eye, the car had passed through the old street, disappeared at the Drum Tower Gate, and headed straight into the city.
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Along the way, Chen Yulou briefly asked.
These coachmen solicit customers all year round and know all the big and small things in Tianjin Wei. They can accurately find alleys and alleys with their eyes closed, not to mention places of interest such as the Empress Palace.
It is said that it was first built in the Yuan Dynasty, and was renovated, repaired and expanded in the Yongle, Zhengtong and Wanli dynasties of the Ming dynasty, and during the Qianlong, Daoguang and Tongzhi dynasties of the Qing Dynasty.
Because its existence predates the establishment of health centers in Tianjin.
Therefore, there has been a popular saying among the people that "there was Tianhou Palace first, and then there was Tianjin Wei".
Although Thean Hou Temple was built by the royal family as a Mazu temple, today, the Empress Temple not only contains the main palace to worship Mazu, but also has a theater building, archway, sutra library, Fengwei Hall, Qisheng Temple, as well as a bell tower, a drum tower, and a pass. Temple of Emperor and Temple of Wealth.
Covering an area of dozens of hectares, the houses look like row upon row.
For more than a thousand years, the incense in the Empress Temple has been flourishing and continues to this day.
Every household in the Wei family in Tianjin would go to the temple to ask questions about big or small things, whether to ask for money or get married, to get married, to move home, or to ask questions about their birthdays.
"Then are there any Taoists in the Empress Temple now?"
After listening to several people talking to each other about the rise and fall of the Empress Temple, Chen Yulou asked casually with his eyes moving.
"There were some in the past years, but in the Gengzi Year, the gang of foreign devils invaded Tianjin from Tanggu and burned, killed and looted everywhere. The Taoist priests in the Empress' Palace were expelled, and then some churches were built. In the end, the Boxers fought back. ”
"The Empress Temple has been idle for several years. However, seven or eight years ago, there was an old Taoist from the south. It was said that he was very capable and very effective in fortune-telling. That year, Grandma Wang San's spirit appeared and she appointed him as the temple blessing."
"I also heard that he seems to be some kind of calamity god who has the ability to kill demons."
The old man wiped the sweat from his face with a towel and replied with a smile.
Temple blessings, Taoist priests, and strangers are too far away from the lower class people like them who make a living in the market and make a living. That is to say, they are usually heard from people in the market and used as conversation topics after cooking.
only.
These words fell into the ears of a kind of person in the car, but they were enough to make a clear decision.
Congratulations to the Empress in the palace, fortune-telling, cutting off the iron mouth, and slaying demons.
Who else could it be besides Cui Laodao?
An hour later.
As the car entered the other end of the river and sea, the streets were bustling with people. It was no less deserted than the pier, and it was even more lively. Almost everyone you could see were people, and there were shops on both sides of the road.
Cars are no longer rare on the road.
Chen Yulou even saw a photo studio and a suit shop.
Although Changsha City was considered a big city in this era, it was far less prosperous than Tianjin Wei. It was actually considered normal when you think about it. After all, it was close to the capital city. In addition, water and land transportation was developed, and there were several concessions from various countries in the city.
Waiting for Gongbei Street.
Everyone sitting in the car saw the magnificent ancient temple from a distance.
On the outer theater floor, there are still people faintly singing on the stage, and the corners are full of people listening to the music, standing on their toes, listening in rapt attention.
The long street outside the temple was filled with stalls of various sizes. Pedestrians were crowded with each other, and the rickshaw couldn't squeeze through. The red girl took out her wallet to pay the fare, and the group got off the car and planned to walk in.
Walk all the way through it.
My ears were filled with noise.
Singing opera, juggling, porcelain and antiques, clothing, food and miscellaneous goods, at a glance, there is a dazzling array of everything, which makes people dizzy.
Fortunately, Bai Banla was here. When he went to Xiangyin before, he had been here first. He came to Cui Laodao to tell his fortune for him. It was also because of that time that he decided to find Chen Yulou and tell all the relics of Faqiu. Gift.
Now, after more than half a year, I have returned to my hometown. It is still as lively as ever, but my mood is completely different.
Since reading through the mausoleum genealogy, he can now almost set up a stall here, tell people's fortunes, predict their birth dates, and grab Cui Laodao's business.
Take a group of people around the theater building, drum tower and Guandi Temple.
Turn left and right around the Empress Palace.
Not long after.
From a distance, I saw a group of people gathered outside a small stall, each holding a bamboo stick in their hands, waiting quietly for the interpretation of the fortune.
Behind the stall, there was an old Taoist sitting leaning against him. His body was dirty, his hair was tied with a wooden hairpin, and he wore a long Taoist robe. There was a flag beside the stall, which said something like "comprehending the past and the present".
After just one glance from a distance, Yang Fang was sure of it instantly.
The originally calm breath suddenly became rapid.
Not caring about anything else, he quickly passed through the crowd and walked to the fortune-telling stall in a few steps, patting the table with his big hand.
"I heard that Mr. Cui is good at fortune telling. I wonder if you can help me find out what Yang's fortune is?" (End of Chapter)