The three of us walked and chatted as we returned to the urban area of Shanhaiguan.
It's still early now, just in the afternoon, still some distance from midnight in the evening.
We happened to have nothing to do at this time, so we might as well go shopping and relax from the tension of the three of us who had been searching for clues and experiencing danger for the past two days.
In 1381, the 14th year of Hongwu's reign in the Ming Dynasty, General Xu Da was ordered to build the Great Wall here and build the Guancheng Pass here.
Because it is located between the mountains and the sea, it is named Shanhaiguan Pass.
Shanhaiguan is square in plan, with gates on all sides.
The east, west, south and north are called "Zhendong Gate", "Yingen Gate", "Wangyang Gate" and "Weiyuan Gate" respectively.
The Shanhaiguan City Wall is fourteen meters high, seven meters thick, and about four kilometers in circumference.
The exterior is wrapped with green bricks and the interior is filled with rammed earth.
A moat eight meters deep and seventeen meters wide was dug outside the wall to surround the east, south and north sides, and suspension bridges were erected.
There is a bell and drum tower built in the center of the city.
Shanhaiguan's Ming Dynasty city wall buildings are basically intact.
It is an ancient cultural city with most of its main streets and alleys retaining their historical original appearance.
In fact, the first pass in the world does not just refer to one pass.
It includes Shanhaiguan City, Dongluo City, and the "No. 1 Pass in the World" towers, Muying Tower, Jingbian Tower, Linlu Tower, etc.
The tallest gate tower in the world, towering above the Great Wall, overlooking the surrounding countryside.
Climbing to the second floor of the city tower, you can overlook the entire Shanhaiguan City and the wilderness outside the pass.
You can see the sea to the south and the Great Wall to the north.
Therefore, the ancients said that "the two capitals are the key to each other and are the first pass of the Great Wall."
Fatty, Shiry Yang and I wandered all the way and came to the bottom of the east gate.
We looked up and saw five powerful characters "The First Pass in the World" in the center of our heads reflected in front of our eyes.
These five characters were written so brilliantly that the three of us couldn't help but applaud them.
"Lao Hu, look at how damn beautiful the writing is.
Hook when you need to hook, turn when you need to turn.
It's so beautifully written.
Although it's still a little bit worse than Fatty's, it's already done.
It’s very beautiful, but who wrote such beautiful calligraphy?”
"Little Fatty, you don't know this.
There is a story about the origin of these words.
Listen to me tell you.
In other words, more than five hundred years ago, Emperor Chenghua of the Ming Dynasty had a whim and personally issued an edict to A large plaque titled "The First Pass in the World" was hung on the Shanhaiguan Gate.
At that time, a director of the Ministry of War guarded Shanhaiguan.
Little Fatty, do you know what the position of the director of the Ministry of War was?
"Old Hu, correct your attitude.
Stop talking and get straight to the point.
I'll be waiting for you, Fatty."
"After receiving the imperial edict, the head of the Ministry of War did not dare to neglect.
He immediately sent people to climb up the archery tower and measured the dimensions.
It was about eight feet long and five feet wide.
Then he asked a carpenter to make a huge plaque.
The plaque was made Okay, but the most important thing is to find someone to write about.
There are a lot of calligraphy masters in the Ming Dynasty.
The director of the Ministry of War thought about it for a day and a night, and finally remembered one person.
This person's surname was Xiao Mingxian.
He was born in the second rank of Jinshi, and his calligraphy was vigorous and powerful.
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Smart, very suitable for this master It just so happened that Xiao Xian resigned from his job and returned home to Shanhaiguan for leisure.
The head of the Ministry of War visited Xiao's house in person the next morning and explained his purpose.
I want to go, I'm thinking about it After a long while, he nodded in agreement.
However, Xiao Xian said that writing such words should not be rushed or rushed.
It can be done in one go when the time is right, and the head of the Ministry of War had no choice but to agree.
But more than twenty days passed.
After that, there was still no news.
The head of the Ministry of War had no choice but to prepare a few things for his subordinates to send over, in order to urge Xiao Xian that it was time to write.
The subordinates came back and reported: Mr.
Xiao every day.
He was practicing in the side courtyard from dawn to dusk, as if he was juggling a long pole.
The head of the Ministry of War didn't understand what writing had to do with juggling a pole.
He didn't care, he had been waiting for so many days, and it was so long. , again After ten days and a half, there was still no reply.
The head of the Ministry of War was really impatient.
He had a bad temper all his life in the army, but when he asked for help, he had no choice but to ask his subordinates to prepare some food. good The pen, ink, paper and inkstone were sent over.
Soon, the servant came back and reported that the old gentleman was reciting poetry.
There was a bright moonlight in front of the bed.
It was suspected to be frost on the ground.
The head of the Ministry of War asked: What did he say after seeing the gift?
Another month.
Wait, there is finally a deadline, so just wait.
The next day, the head of the Ministry of War received an urgent letter from the central government, saying that the new governor of Jiliao would come to Shanhaiguan on behalf of the emperor to inspect the hanging of the plaque and was expected to arrive within three days.
The sudden incident made the head of the Ministry of War very anxious.
The head of the Ministry of War felt that it was not necessary to delay, and immediately had someone carry the huge plaque and a jar of ink to Xiao's house.
He arrived at Xiao's house in a hurry and had no time to chat, so he told him the whole story.
Mr.
Xiao was an extraordinary person, so he did not dare to neglect and took action immediately.
I saw him walking up to the huge plaque with his pen in hand, looking at it, laughing and nodding.
Then, he suddenly stopped, held his breath and concentrated, and wrote in a hurry.
I saw him, starting to write like a flying swallow, and writing like a falling stone from a mountain.
He was steady and accurate, sometimes fast, sometimes slow.
His pen moved with him.
In a short time, the five characters of "The First Pass in the World" were written.
The head of the Ministry of War was also very surprised and quickly thanked him.
Mr.
Xiao said: I originally planned to read ancient poems and cultivate my temperament for a month, but it was a pity that time was too urgent.
"This is already very good, already very good."
The head of the Ministry of War replied in succession.
In order to express his gratitude, the head of the Ministry of War hosted a banquet for Xiao Xian at the Yuexinzhai Restaurant under the Arrow Tower the next morning.
After drinking for a few rounds, the guests and hosts leaned on the railing and looked up. , Mr.
Xiao discovered that the word "下" on the giant plaque on the city tower was a little missing.
At this time, it was too late to go back to the house to get a pen and go up to the tower to rewrite, and the servants reported it.
It was said that the Governor of Jiliao had crossed the Shihe River.
What should I do?
Mr.
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Xiao was indeed very smart, and he immediately asked the boy to study ink.
Then he grabbed a piece of tablecloth from the waiter's hand, put a ball in his hand, soaked it in ink, and pointed it towards the arrow tower.
The huge plaque was thrown away with all his strength, and with a snap, the ink cloth landed on the lower right corner of the word "Xia".
"Haha, I didn't expect that a small plaque could have so many stories.
This Shanhaiguan is really an ancient city in the true sense."
"Actually, there is a more interesting story about Shanhaiguan.
Do you want to hear it?"
I said.
"Of course I want to hear it.
Lao Hu, when did this happen?
Why do you still have anything to do with us?"
said the fat man.
"Lao Hu just likes to titillate people, it's true."
Shiry Yang also scolded.
"Okay, okay, since you all want to hear it so much, let me continue."
In this way, I finished talking about the history of the event.
"Today, we stand in front of the ancient city of Shanhaiguan, looking back on the present and thinking about the past.
How many thoughts should we have and how many sighs should we leave."
A story about Shanhaiguan made Shiry Yang and Fatty feel a little heavy.
Shiryy Yang may be thinking about Wu Sangui's rage for beauty, and Fatty may be thinking about how many soldiers shed so much blood here, how many families were broken up, wives and children were separated, and the ancient city was always full of people.
There are many stories.
When I saw that they were obviously not in a high mood, I quickly suggested: "Come on, come on, since we are all here, let's go shopping quickly.
I know there is a very famous market next to this city tower called Chaihuo Market.
What is it?
They sell all kinds of delicious and fun things, let’s go shopping there.”
As soon as the fat man heard me saying that there was something delicious, he immediately became energetic and nodded in agreement.
The three of us went all the way to Chaihuo City to see if there was anything interesting and delicious.
There are a lot of people in this market.
There are sellers of fruits, local snacks from Shanhaiguan, and many other random things.
Of course, when the fat man came to this place, his first reaction was to eat.
He bought a lot of snacks and held them in his hands, eating them while walking, like a greedy child.
But Shiry Yang and I didn't have as good an appetite as him, so we just went to the Chaihuo Market for a stroll and didn't want to buy anything.
While walking around, we suddenly saw a lot of people gathered in front of us.
We went over to join in the fun.
When we got closer, we saw that it was a middle-aged man who had put a big piece of cloth on the ground and was selling antiques.
The seller shouted: "Come on, come on, don't miss it as you pass by, take a look.
These are all old antiques that I have collected.
They are very valuable for collection.
Now my family is in urgent need of money, so they are all sold at a cheap price."
They’re all on sale at bargain prices.
Come and take a look.”
Maybe it was a matter of professional ethics.
As soon as Fatty and I heard the word "antique", our eyes immediately lit up and we couldn't move our feet even half a step.
We pushed through the crowd of onlookers and squeezed to the front.
It happened that an old man was playing with a clay pot on his stall.
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The old man asked: "What age is this clay pot of yours?
It looks good."
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