Lonely Mountain is the largest island in the West Lake, located between Beili Lake and Waihu Lake, has always been a good place for literati and ink writers to step on the snow to find plums, this place is also the place where the poet Lin Hejing of the Song Dynasty lived in seclusion, this person is known as the plum wife and crane, and the famous sentence of Yongmei made by him is "the shadow is sparse and the water is shallow, and the dark fragrance floats in the moon dusk", which is the first best sentence of Yongmei, and there is no one else so far.

Plum blossoms are planted all over the lonely mountain, the heavy snow is in the early glow, all kinds of plum blossoms are proud of the cold and blooming, the sandalwood plum, the palace pink plum, the cinnabar plum, the wax plum, the green calyx plum compete for the fragrance and spit out the core, the beauty is overwhelming, and the faint plum fragrance comes to the nose.

Xu Jin and the girls walked up the stairs, while enjoying the beautiful scenery of the cold plum and the snow with great interest, because the road was slippery, Xu Jin naturally took Wang Cuiqiao's soft wattle, the latter was still a little embarrassed at first, but gradually got used to it, let Xu Jin take the little hand forward, there was a kind of sweet joy in his heart.

At present, the upper reaches of the lonely mountain are full of people, very lively, but unlike the modern tourists who are busy taking selfies, the tourists of the Ming Dynasty are much more elegant, people are indeed appreciating the plum blossoms, three or five friends around a plum blossom and talking about the head, and the interest also shakes the head and writes a poem, which is very elegant.

Of course, it is not excluded that some people are deliberately "peacock open screen", trying to attract the attention of the little lady among the tourists, for example, where Xu Jin and his party passed, there are always individual scholars who make jade trees in the wind, and chant their proud poems loudly, but unfortunately whether it is Wang Cuiqiao, or the attention of the two twin pretty maids is on the plum blossom and Xu Jin, and the "peacocks" who open the screen are ignored, which is really hurt.

The lonely mountain is not high, the sea dial is less than 40 meters, all the way up to the outside of Guanghua Temple, Guanghua Temple used to be called Gushan Temple, the name was changed during the Northern Song Dynasty, but the fame of Gushan Temple is obviously louder, because the Tang Dynasty poet Bai Yiju has a poem: Gushan Temple is north of Jia Tingxi, and the water surface is low at the beginning of the clouds. Several early warblers compete for warm trees, and whose new swallows peck the spring mud.

Gushan Temple has always been full of incense, although the weather is cold today, but because of the heavy snow at the beginning of the day, so there is an endless stream of tourists. As the so-called entering the house to shout people, entering the temple to worship God, since the tourists have come to the temple, most of them will go into the temple to burn incense and worship the Buddha, and rest their feet to eat some fasting by the way.

Therefore, at this time, the Lonely Mountain Temple is full of cigarette smoke, and the open space outside the temple is also very lively, especially under the wishing tree that is hung with red cloth, surrounded by good men and women, several monks who are responsible for the reception are very busy, of course, the copper money is received hand cramps, the merit box is heavy, and the copper money is about to overflow.

"Miss, the wishing tree, I heard that the wishing tree of Guanghua poetry is very effective, let's maybe make a wish!" The autumn geese are excited.

Wang Cuiqiao looked at Xu Jin across the fence, and the latter smiled: "Go!" ”

Chu Chun said with a smile: "Then the old man still doesn't let go of the hand of the girl Cuiqiao?" ”

Xu Jin sweated darkly, and hurriedly let go of Wang Cuiqiao's soft wattle, this soft little hand was warm, and the skin was tender and smooth, and the feel was excellent, and Master Xu was a little addicted to it.

Wang Cuiqiao glanced at Xu Jin with disgust, and walked towards the bottom of the wishing tree with early spring and early summer. Xu Jin has always been uninterested in the Wishing Tree and the Wishing Pool, so he stood in place and waited.

Jingle ......

Suddenly, a pleasant ringing attracted Xu Jin's attention, so he looked away, only to see a guy in strange clothes in the distance, carrying a very exaggerated large wooden hammer on his shoulder, estimated to weigh twenty or thirty pounds, and a bewitching woman next to him was rattling the bell vigorously.

"Everyone, come and see, Hercules Bell, the bell rings gold 10,000 taels, the bell rings two Guotai Minchang, only five cents once, ringing to get a valuable gift of a cow, Tong Su is not bullied, come and see, come and see!"

A bearded man who was also dressed in a fancy dress tore his throat and shouted loudly in pure Chinese, which instantly attracted many onlookers.

"Huh, Persians?" Xu Jin couldn't help but blurt out in surprise, because those people were clearly wearing white robes from Central Asia, wearing white turbans, deep eyes and high noses, blonde hair and blue eyes.

In fact, in the early Tang and Song dynasties, Persian merchants came to China through the Silk Road to do business, but they were generally active in Shaanxi, and Persian merchants who went to Hangzhou were rare.

Xu Jin couldn't help but be interested, so he went over to join in the fun, Song Dayan hurriedly followed to protect him, and the other soldiers and brocade guards silently scattered around.

I saw that two wooden poles nearly three meters high were erected in the field, and a bronze bell was hung on the top of the wooden pole, and the bottom of the wooden pole was made of a device that used the principle of levers, as long as the equipment was struck with a wooden hammer, the slider on the pole would bounce up along the pole, and as long as the height was enough, the bronze bell on the top of the pole could be ringed.

Xu Jin looked weird, because he had also played this kind of bell ringing game in his previous life, this kind of thing all depends on strength, and the dealer can adjust the strength of the leverage at any time, so there are not many people who can successfully ring the bell, and they only make money and do not lose.

"Hey, that bearded man, how did you get this Hercules clock?" At this time, a scholar who was watching the excitement couldn't help asking.

The bearded Persian smiled and said, "This is very simple, Babur, and you can show you." ”

Babur is the guy who carries a big wooden hammer, this person is about twenty years old, tall, blue-eyed and high-nosed, and is quite handsome, a bit like the famous Indian movie star Ami Khan, and the women present can't help but take a second look.

At this time, I saw Na Babur smile in a dashing manner, carry the wooden hammer to the bottom of the pole, and easily smash it on the lever, and the slider on the rod immediately swooped up, rose to the top of the pole, and struck the brass bell with a loud bang.

"Cut, I thought it was some kind of strange plaything, but it was just a thing that studied brute force, this kind of game is still fooling those martial artists!" The scholar shook his head disdainfully, and then turned to leave.

The bearded Persian hurriedly said: "Childe, wait, as long as you can ring the bell, you will get a precious gift from us, Childe may as well take a look, you don't have these things, rare is expensive!" ”

After the bearded man finished speaking, he lifted the cloth curtain covered by the cart, and it was instantly full of colors and dazzling people, and the people around him invariably let out a burst of amazement, and the scholar's eyes were also straight.

I saw that the things placed on the board car are all colorful, there are colorful glass ornaments, all kinds of rare pendants, pearl agate stones, etc., as well as beautifully made daggers, dressing products, etc., a dazzling array of dazzling.

Xu Jin's gaze couldn't help but fall on a scimitar set in a shark skin sheath, the bearded Persian merchant's eyes were quite poisonous, obviously seeing that Xu Jin's identity was not simple, he reached out and picked up the scimitar and pulled out the sheath, and suddenly the cold light was awe-inspiring, and the sharp blade made people feel frightened.

Xu Jin couldn't help blurting out: "Damascus knife!" ”

The bearded Persian couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, and then gave a thumbs up and praised: "Son, good eyesight, this is indeed our Persian Damascus treasure knife, which can be blown and broken." ”

"Bearded, don't brag, this knife looks bells and whistles, and it is estimated that it will be broken with two cuts from our Daming's waist knife!" One onlooker said dismissively.

The bearded man was not angry, and said with a smile: "You Han people have a saying, hearing is false, seeing is believing." Contemptible people can show it on the spot, whether it is bragging or not, it is clear at a glance. Zana, you're going to show you. ”

The seductive Persian woman stepped forward to take the scimitar, pulled several strands from her blonde hair, and then blew at the edge of the scimitar, and the blonde hair broke off and fell on the spot.

A group of pro-soldiers and brocade guards were all shocked at each other, and Xu Jin couldn't help but praise: "It's really a good sword!" ”

The bearded man put the knife back into its sheath and said triumphantly: "My Kulun has always been a child in business, and this car is full of rare good things, as long as someone rings the brass bell on the pole, you can choose any thing on the car to take away, including this Damascus knife." ”

"I'm coming!" The scholar who had just expressed his disdain was the first to come out, rolled up his sleeves and wanted to dry.

"Childe, promise five cents!" The Persian woman spoke in stiff Chinese as she handed a copper plate to her.

The scholar happily took out five cents and threw it on the copper plate, and then took the wooden hammer handed by Babur, but as soon as the hammer went down, the slider fell before it could even reach half a rod.

The scholar didn't believe in evil, so he took out five cents and smashed it again, but the result was still not even half a shot, and in a laughing voice, the scholar retreated with a red face.

"Hehe, this boy was a little less powerful just now, do you have a lot of strength to come up and try it?" The bearded Cullen glanced at Xu Jin with a smile.