Baolu Tianxing

The next day, after breakfast, the four of them drove Gio to Phoenix Mountain. The mountain road was rugged, but this broken car could withstand the bumps.Da Ya originally wanted to call Du Qin, but Wu Chen disagreed. It was so dangerous last time, but this time it might be worse than that. Can't go away!

There is another layer that he didn't mention. With Duqin outside, if something happened to their group, they would have someone to call for help immediately.Although they thought it was an adventure and not a tomb robbery, they knew in their hearts that such a thing should not be called to the police unless it was absolutely necessary.

The main road into the mountain is accessible. Although it is winding, it is an asphalt road, and there are basically no cars, so it is very cool to drive!

At the foot of Fenghuang Mountain, let’s take a rest first. There is an ancient Fenghuang Town here. Although it is not big, it has been rooted here for thousands of years. It looks simple and simple.They randomly found a small restaurant to eat, and by the way, they asked the villagers about the way up the mountain, and they only said that they wanted to buy tea.

Fenghuang Mountain is shrouded in clouds and mist all day long, so it is especially suitable for growing tea. The oolong tea produced here is thick and straight in shape, yellowish-brown in color, moist and shiny, and has red spots of cinnabar.

This kind of tea, when brewed, has a long-lasting fragrance and a unique natural orchid fragrance. edge".In particular, there is a thousand-year-old Song tea on the mountain, and the tea produced is even more precious, hard to find!

Wu Chen usually likes this unique mountain rhyme character. Although he can't drink too expensive, he still wants Fenghuang Dancong. After brewing, the tea soup is golden and clear, with a unique natural floral aroma, mellow taste, and sweet aftertaste in the throat!

He had already thought about it, and it would be the most convenient to go to this kind of place under the name of a tea guest.

Because I often see tea customers from other places come to buy tea, the villagers are not suspicious, and seeing that Wu Chen and Da Ya are both locals, but they are stupid and don’t seem to be old tea customers, so I tell them that this tea is from Phoenix. It is also divided into grades, like stretching for dozens of miles at the foot of the mountain, every village has tea, but the variety is average and the price is cheap.

If you want better tea, you need to go above the fog line. The high mountain tea there is in the fog all the year round and has sufficient sunshine. The quality of the tea produced is much better, and of course the price is much more expensive.If you want authentic Wudong tea, you need to go to Wudong village near the top of the mountain, where the rumored thousand-year-old Song tea is also located.

Now Phoenix Tianchi has been developed for tourists. There is a straight road leading directly from the foot of the mountain to Tianchi. However, the mountain road is narrow and can only accommodate one car. Therefore, tourists are not allowed to drive up by themselves. They can only park their cars at the foot of the mountain and sit in the same place. Bass up.

Following the instructions of the fellow villagers, several people detoured up the path from the back of the mountain.This road is the original old road, built close to the mountains, circling around several hills, passing through almost every village on each hill.

When the car was halfway up the mountain, it passed the fog line, and when we went up, the car window seemed to be covered with a layer of slowly flowing tulle, which was so beautiful. Kong Si and Da Ya, two pseudo-literary youths, shouted to take pictures , even Chen Waizui stroked his thinning hair, and posed for a few photos with a smile.

Seeing that it was still early in the morning, Wu Chen didn't bother to bother with them, so he went to smoke by himself and felt urgent to urinate. Seeing a big stone monument next to him, he turned to the shade behind the monument and found a place to pee.

After urinating, he looked at the stele. The words "Wen Jiachong" were engraved on it. In their area, most people with the surname Wen could be related to Wen Shangong.

Could it be that this place is also a descendant of Wenshan Gong?As soon as Wu Chen thought about it, he called the three people who were still posing for pictures, drove into the village, and stopped the car under a banyan tree.

It looks like the center of a village. The village is not big. On the mountainside, there are steep slopes everywhere. Some houses are built on the edge of the cliff. Only here is a flat open space. More importantly, there are two or three grocery stores. In the shop, under the banyan tree, there are a few old people sitting and enjoying the cool air, with a few children playing beside them.

After getting off the car, Da Ya and Kong Si pretended to go to the grocery store to buy something to drink, and inquired about the situation by the way.Wu Chen stretched his muscles and bones, the mountain road made him nervous!While walking under the banyan tree, he took out a cigarette, offered cigarettes to several old people, and asked questions while smoking.

It turns out that this Wen Jiachong is indeed a descendant of Wenshan Gong, but not his own house. He has lived here for generations, but the population has never been prosperous. Today's young people, those who study and those who work part-time, are left in the village. There are dozens of old people and children.

Hearing that Wu Chen and the others came to buy tea, an old man shook his head and said that the location of their village is not good, surrounded by gravel and steep slopes, there is basically no place to grow tea. Just a little, just enough for your own use.

Wu Chen nodded, and casually asked about the past of Wenshan Gong. Those old men regained their energy and told the history of the heroes of their ancestors in those days.

But to put it bluntly, it's still those allusions that the world is familiar with. Wu Chen already knew most of them when he was studying in the past. some.

Although there was nothing to gain, he still echoed a few words of flattery.

Just as he was about to leave, he heard an old man say that they actually settled here for a reason. When Emperor Song moved south, there were several routes to choose from.

After Wenshan went south to contact the rebel army, he had been here, and then he firmly suggested that Emperor Song should go here, and left behind a nephew who accompanied the army to take root here, and Wen Jiachong only had a few days.

It's just that God failed to fulfill people's wishes. Emperor Song never set foot on Fenghuang Mountain, so he died for his country on Yashan.

A few old men were shaking their heads there, chattering, as if if the little emperor could have come here back then, who would own the world?

Wu Chen didn't take it seriously. The general trend of the world was formed through years of accumulation of strength. How could it be possible to recover from the situation of the Song Dynasty.He added some words, but no one could tell why Wenshan Gong chose this place.

At this time, Big Ya and Kong Si had already come out of the grocery store, so Wu Chen offered another round of cigarettes and bid farewell to the old men.Back in the car, he took the can of herbal tea, drank it in one gulp, and told them what he heard while driving.

After listening to Kong Si, he said it was strange, because he felt that there were many rebels here, and it was in the mountains. If he could beat them, he would fight them. ?

Da Ya also agreed, when the Japanese came, didn't a bunch of people run to the mountain?Even in the past few years, when the family planning was strictly enforced, there were quite a few women with big bellies going into it!

It shouldn't be that simple. If you want to talk about drilling valleys, there are more suitable places than here. Why not go?Here is a hilly area, and no birds can get out.