bayedsolid Chapter 157
Chapter 157
There is a Daci Temple inside that you can visit.
Separated by a wall, there are modern high-rise buildings outside and classical temples with flying eaves and pointed corners inside, which has a unique charm.
Then we turned to Wuhou Temple, which is where Zhuge Liang is worshipped.
This was actually originally Huiling, the tomb of Liu Bei. According to the old system of the Qin and Han dynasties, where there is a tomb there is also a temple.
The Shu Kingdom inherited the Han system, so there must be a Wu Zhaolie Temple near Huiling. This is because Liu Bei was posthumously named Emperor Zhaolie after his death.
"Isn't Zhuge Liang buried in Dingjun Mountain? Why is the Wuhou Shrine here?"
Liu Xin asked curiously.
Those who like the history of the Three Kingdoms know that Zhuge Liang died in Wuzhangyuan and was buried in Dingjun Mountain according to his will, which is now Shaanxi.
Lu Qingfeng explained.
"There are many reasons for this. According to the "Records of the Three Kingdoms: Biography of the Later Lord," after Zhuge Liang's death, the Shu ministers requested Liu Chan to build a temple for him. However, Liu Chan refused, arguing that Zhuge Liang was not an emperor and that building a temple was against the law."
"It was not until later, after the advice of other ministers, that Liu Chan built the Wuhou Temple on Dingjun Mountain."
"Then the Wuhou Temple should be in Shaanxi?"
Liu Xin said.
"A lot of things happened afterwards. The Sima family swore an oath at the Wei River, seized the world from Cao Wei, established the Western Jin Dynasty, pacified the Three Kingdoms, and unified the world. Naturally, they did not recognize the legitimacy of Shu."
"Liu Bei's Wu Zhaolie Temple was demolished. Later, the Sima emperors were all unruly and fled south. The Western Jin regime was divided into two. The Han system was revived, and the Wu Zhaolie Temple was rebuilt."
"It was at that time that the Wuhou Temple and the Wu Zhaolie Temple were merged together. This is the only time in Chinese history that a temple dedicated to a monarch and his ministers was combined."
It is the peak tourist season during the summer vacation, and there are many tourists at the Wuhou Temple, as well as tour guides leading groups.
A tour guide carrying a small bee praised.
"Sure, young man, you're good at history."
"No, I just like to read books."
Lu Qingfeng smiled.
"Look at others, then look at you."
A parent said to his child.
Lu Qingfeng received a roll of the eyes.
The Wuhou Temple is very large. When we walked around it and came out, it was already past five o'clock.
Because we had dinner late, everyone was not too hungry, so we went for a walk in Jinli next door.
This is an antique commercial street and there is not much to do.
After a quick look, we went to Yulin Road for dinner.
For dinner, we had Chuan Chuan Xiang, which had a different flavor from Bobo Chicken.
After we finished eating, it was already past seven o'clock.
There are a lot of young people in this area of Yulin Road. There are many small bars on both sides of the road. Through the glass, you can see people playing guitar and singing. The atmosphere is very good.
"Would you like to come in and sit down?"
Liu Xin was very excited, and Hou Xiaobing and Lu Hui were also eager to try.
Young people who have just escaped from high school are always curious about these places.
Lu Qingfeng had no objection.
The four of them found a very stylish tavern and walked in.
As soon as he entered, Lu Qingfeng was stunned because he saw an acquaintance.
Meng Siwen was singing on the small stage in the tavern.
She sang a folk song, and with her unique and charming voice, the originally soft melody was interpreted in her own style.
Since Meng Siwen is here, her agent should be here too.
After looking around, they saw Zhu Zhichang, who was chatting with a very literary middle-aged man at the bar and didn't notice their arrival.
What a fate!
Liu Xin and others were not impressed by Meng Siwen and did not even recognize that the person on the stage was her.
Lu Qingfeng and his friends found a table and sat down, ordering some snacks and beer.
This kind of place is all about the atmosphere. After work, you can invite a few friends to come here to listen to music and drink some wine. It's quite relaxing.
But for those who come here for tourism, it is a bit boring.
After a glass of beer, I lost interest and planned to leave.
"Wait a minute, I'm going to the bathroom."
Lu Hui said at this time.
Everyone sat down again and waited for a while.
After a while, a woman's scream was heard in the tavern, followed by a man's shouting and Lu Hui's voice.
"She hit me."
Lu Qingfeng and the other three looked at each other and hurried over.
I saw the fat boy surrounded by two young men, and next to him was a woman in a short skirt with wine stains on her body and an empty cup in her hand.
"Everyone, please tell me what you have to say."
He rushed over, pulled Lu Hui to his side first, and then spoke calmly.
Liu Xin wanted to say something but was stopped by Hou Xiaobing.
"Your mother..."
The woman in the short skirt raised her head and was about to start cursing, but when she saw Lu Qingfeng, she swallowed the rest of her words.
She lifted her hair and spoke softly.
"Handsome guy, your friend spilled some wine on me, what do you think I should do?"
"I didn't. She got up and bumped into me."
Lu Hui felt very aggrieved.
The two young men over there were unwilling to listen to this, perhaps because they had drunk too much and were a little drunk, so they came over with their chests puffed out.
"How can you talk like that? Is it because of you that we spilled the wine and got our clothes wet? Not only did you not apologize, but you also blamed us."
Lu Hui was so excited that he wanted to say something, but Lu Qingfeng stopped him.
It's hard to explain this kind of thing logically.
It's all a dispute of personal feelings, and as the argument goes on, it becomes a matter of whoever speaks the loudest is right.
Young people are full of passion and there are wine bottles all around, so a fight might break out.
If it were in a novel, there would definitely be a fight.
In reality, if you dare to fight, the police will be here soon.
The trip was ruined.
If someone accidentally hits you on the head with a wine bottle, that would be interesting.
Lu Qingfeng controlled his friend, his tone remaining steady.
"No matter who's right or wrong, this was just an accident. How about I buy you a drink and let this be over?"
The woman in the short skirt was about to speak, and it looked like she was about to agree, but her two companions felt that Lu Qingfeng and the others had given in, and with the attention from everyone around them, they were a little too excited.
"Who are you talking to? You're so young and you're just pretending. Anyway, if you don't get five thousand dollars for this, you can't leave."
Lu Qingfeng frowned.
These two idiots are determined to do things to the extreme.
He took out his cell phone.