The first prince of Song Dynasty

Chapter 1197 The storyteller I met by chance
"You all sit aside, since you don't want to leave, stay here, but you have to act like a normal person, and don't let people know that we are abnormal at a glance."

Zhao Kuangyin is also very helpless, these people are too stubborn, but stubbornness is also a good thing for him, after all, is it for his own good?
At this time, the Four Ghosts of Xiangxi also slowly obeyed Zhao Kuangyin's orders, found a place to cook, and began to order something to eat.

"The four of them are not only high in martial arts, but also loyal. They can rest assured in the master." Miao Xun couldn't stop nodding.

"Such people can be met but not sought after. Unexpectedly, Zhao Xu has four. It seems that he is really lucky."

Zhao Kuangyin was also very happy in his heart. After all, he is his son's subordinate, and he is also his subordinate in name. He is quite happy to have such a talent.

"This is the son's blessing. Of course, it is also my great song's blessing, and it is the master's blessing." Miao Xun said only polite words, and he had become accustomed to such politeness before he knew it.

"By the way, our Jinling City has a lot of history. If you look at Jinling City, Jinling City must be related to gold. Doesn't mausoleum mean earth? Guest officials, I don't know if I'm right."

When Miao Xun and Zhao Kuangyin were discussing about the Four Ghosts of Xiangxi, a voice came over.

"Sir, what are you doing there? It's so lively, it seems that there are quite a few people there?" There are indeed quite a few people around, and it looks very lively.

"Guests, you don't know. Recently, a storyteller came here. The stories he tells are so attractive that everyone likes to listen to them. The key point is that he doesn't charge money. You heard that he started to tell stories again. "

The stall owner next to him answered this question for Miao Xun. It turned out that he was a storyteller. There are so many people in these circumstances. He doesn’t charge for this storyteller. So what is he trying to do?

"Wouldn't it be a pity if we missed it?" Zhao Kuangyin is also a person who likes excitement very much, so he walked over first.

"Don't talk nonsense, my family has lived in Jinling for generations, why haven't I seen any gold in Jinling, etc., this is all nonsense, and you are talking nonsense, there is nothing Jinling is gold and soil, you don't know anything about bullying us, right? ?”

Zhao Kuangyin and the others started to quarrel just outside the perimeter, and some of them began to question the storyteller's opinion just now.

"It seems that this storyteller is just looking for a momentary pleasure. The explanation of this mausoleum has come out long ago, and there are two kinds." Miao Xun also listened to a general idea, and he himself began to talk.

"Oh, sir, I also know it. Please tell me, so that I can open my eyes."

"Don't dare, I just saw it by accident. I don't know if it means that, but it's just a kind of talk."

The "Dafu" mentioned in "Shuowen Jiezi" in "Shuowen Jiezi" refers to a higher mountain, and Shanling also refers to a high mountain. There are also many words that match the word Ling, like hills.

There is another one that is more commonly used, at least at this time, that is to say that the mausoleum is the tomb of the emperor.The ancients compared mountains to the supreme ruler, and the death of an emperor was called "mountain collapse".The emperor's tomb rises like a mountain, and the tomb is often built when the emperor is alive. To avoid bad luck, it is taboo called mausoleum or mountain mausoleum.

"Oh, then what does the word Jinling City mean? I only know Jinling City, but I don't know why it is called Jinling City." After listening to Miao Xun's explanation, Zhao Kuangyin still didn't know the origin of Jinling City.

"Hahaha, I don't talk about golden soil, can you come here and listen to me, I am a strategy, you don't understand, you people really don't know anything, I just want to satisfy you Vanity, see if you are very proud, do I not know the origin of this Jinling City, listen carefully."

Zhao Kuangyin and Miao Xun glanced at each other. Just now this person spoke very vernacular and was a bit rude, but it gave people a very different feeling.

In the theory of "establishing a name because of the mountain", "Jinling" was originally the name of the mountain, and "ling" was interpreted as "mountain mausoleum".Jinling, Zijin Mountain.At that time, many places used the names of mountains as place names. Mausoleum was a mountain, and Jinling was a golden mountain.Adding the word "mountain" after "Jinling" is a later habit, and it should have been called Jinling in ancient times.

The rocks on the top of Zhongshan are purple and reddish, so it is called Jinling. The name comes from the color of the rocks, but in fact there is no gold mine on the mountain. The "gold" in "Jinling" is interpreted as golden, but it actually refers to the color of copper, not gold.Copper is also called red gold, and we now call pure copper copper.

"You know, you people are really ignorant. The gold I said is actually only worth copper. Do you know what copper is? You know money, gold and silver in your heart. You don't understand anything when it comes to national affairs. , Such people are the most pathetic.”

The storyteller began to feel depressed as soon as he spoke. He was a completely different person from just now. He really didn't know how he could change so quickly. Zhao Xu felt a strong sense of loss from him.

The storyteller said other insignificant things, but Zhao Kuangyin was not listening. When the storyteller was about to leave, Miao Xun stepped forward:
"This gentleman has invited, and my master has invited."

It wasn't until now that I could clearly see what this person looked like. He was covered in tatters, his hair was fluffy, but his eyes were piercing.

"En? What is your master looking for me for? I am a beggar and what can I say to you high-ranking officials? Don't block my way. I'm going back to sleep." The man glanced at Zhao Kuangyin and immediately asked Walk.

"Wait a minute, sir. My master wants to discuss with you the origin of Jinling City that you mentioned just now, so please don't refuse." Miao Xun continued.

"Oh, your old Ye also likes this thing, so since this is the case, I really want to have a good chat with him, it's so good, it makes me unexpected that they will meet like-minded people in this place, it's great, Come and take me there."

Zhao Xu didn't know why he was interested in this person, maybe it was because of fate, it was this momentary impulse that benefited Zhao Kuangyin a lot, of course he didn't know it yet, he was only slightly interested in this person now , so I want to chat with him, this is fate.

Seeing Miao Xun leading the tattered storyteller towards here, Zhao Kuangyin felt familiar with China. This feeling is inexplicable, and he has never experienced it before. I don’t know what happened to him today. , but he definitely doesn't know this person, why he still has such a feeling, he himself doesn't understand.

(End of this chapter)