"Brother, I'm not busy lately anyway, let me go for a walk." Tang Mengli couldn't bear to watch Feng haggard day by day, and found an excuse to take Feng out to relax. Maybe if you go for a walk, the burden on your heart will be relieved and people will be relieved.
Feng did not have any major things to do recently. Kui Mulang and Liangzi have returned triumphantly; Dou Mu Hao is still running his team in the east, and is now leading the gangsters to fight the rivers and mountains; Su Hai Harrier has already met Huang Wenhu, and the rest of the work is up to him His own play; Jiaomu Jiao presided over the overall situation in the east, although the matter of instigating against the boss has not been successful, it has already gained some eyebrows; Feng Siye’s elites are coming out, weaving the big net, waiting for Mr. Liang’s The bank slammed inside. Everything is under Feng's control, and he really doesn't need to stay at home all day. Besides, Kui Mulang and Liangzi are sitting here, as long as the sky doesn't fall, Feng doesn't need to worry.
Of course, Feng knew the kindness in Tang Meng, and he was grateful. Now he smiled slightly: "Alright, let's go out to relax. Where do you want to go?" There are a few nice scenery near City A, but it's midwinter now, it's too cold.
Tang Mengli raised the things in his hand, but looked closely at the two tickets: "Go to Mount Tai to see the snow scene, I have booked the tickets." A few days ago, I saw the snow falling in Mount Tai. After discussing, the ticket was booked first. If you can watch the sunrise, perhaps you can find the relief at the top of the mountain.
"You girl is a big little ghost, and I have already designed it and discuss it with me." Feng feigned angrily, raising his hand and slapped Tang Meng's head, Miss Tang's heart moved, but she did not dodge. Feng didn't expect that he would be able to shoot. Fortunately, he didn't have much strength in his hand. It was always so embarrassing, and he said, "When is the plane? Should we hurry up."
Tang Mengli didn't care, she smiled: "Two o'clock in the afternoon." It is common for Air China's plane to be late. It was already past nine o'clock in the night when the two arrived at the foot of Mount Tai. Although the conditions of the hotel at the foot of the mountain were unsatisfactory, there was nothing to do. Rough charm. The meal is also simple, the cabbage tofu is the three beauties of Mount Tai, the pancake fire is a must of Mount Tai, and a pot of humble fish is cooked in clear water, but the taste is extremely beautiful.
"I didn't expect this small fish less than four inches to be so delicious. What kind of fish is this?" Tang Mengli asked the rising of eating, and asked Feng, who is also a glutton. Even though she was so knowledgeable, she didn't recognize the fish in front of her. But the meat is tender in the mouth, delicious and not fishy, but it is extraordinary.
Feng picked up a chopstick fish, and only after tasting it, he said, "This fish is called a red scale, don't look at it inconspicuously, it is a rare thing, and Fuchunjiang shad, Qinghai Lake stingfish, Bohai oil fish bow The fish is also called the five great tribute fish. The emperor has always climbed Mount Tai to enshrine the meditation. This red scale fish is a must-have for the royal diet. You have to use the spring water of Mount Tai to get the most delicious taste. If it is complicated, it will not be sweet and frank." This trip is really worthwhile. There are not many opportunities to eat wild red fish at the foot of Mount Tai.
"At first glance, the two are experts. There are a lot of people who eat fish in my small shop. There are not many people who know the foundation like this master." The boss came over after hearing the sound, with a confident smile on his face. "Two It’s a coincidence that I’m in a good time. Tomorrow is a sunny day. I wake up early to watch the sunrise. It’s not too far from me to the Riguan Peak. I go to bed earlier today and climb the mountain at two o’clock. The mountain is very cold, but You have to wear thick clothes. Don’t be afraid of oversleeping. I’ll call you when the time comes. It seems that the two are brothers and sisters.” The boss’s eyes know people. Although the two are close, they don’t look like lovers. Everyone.
"Thank you, boss." Feng and Tang Mengli looked at each other and smiled, returning to the house early to rest.
Climbing the mountain at night is indeed not an easy task, and it is because of Tang Mengli's agility that he dragged Feng up to the top of the mountain, and finally did not miss the time of sunrise. There are already a lot of people on the top of the mountain, standing sparsely, with no other noise except the sound of the wind, and it seems that no one wants to break the silence before dawn.
Taishan Sunrise is well-known, and there are countless tourists on the Riguan Peak every day, but not everyone is lucky enough to see the red sun. Dawn is approaching, and a ray of morning light turns from gray to gray, and suddenly becomes brighter and brighter, and a little gold is wrapped in dazzling red spraying out, red and purple are changing rapidly, and the sky and the billowing clouds merge into one, magnificent and beautiful. Ni is the clothes and wind is the horse. The dazzling red light shines across the sky, the gold smashes to the ground, and the peaks are dyed. No wonder Feng Chan was elected to Dai Zong. This is a situation where the red sun is the unity of heaven and man on the top of a small mountain, and what can be compared to this sacred place of Dai Zong
Feng and Miss Tang are like a pair of biren, standing in the wind, red clouds decorated with broken clothes and gold, admiring nature's extraordinary craftsmanship for a time. Feng just stood like this, with the leaping of the red sun, it seemed that something was leaping in his heart, with great pride and majestic hair, as if he was in the void, the stars of the universe loomed around him, and the three poles of heaven, earth and man were one. The red dust is rolling like a mirror, and it can no longer stir up a wave. Love, hatred, and hatred are nothing more than a thought in the heart. Being trapped by love is clinging, and escaping from reality is also clinging. Follow your heart, act voluntarily, you can observe each other's blessings and misfortunes, and life and death are reincarnations. Therefore, we should view death by life and life by death.
Tang Mengli stood on the sidelines, three points of her mind were at sunrise, but seven points were on Feng. She clearly noticed that as the red sun was in the sky, Feng's body followed up with an aura of righteousness. If the martial arts reaches a certain level of cultivation, it can naturally turn strength into energy, forming a complete cycle between one's own cultivation level and heaven and earth, that is, Tongxuan; but the scholar in front of him is only a scholar in the district, and he has this extraordinary aura. Tang Mengli was stunned for a while. Feng's eyebrows were originally pretty good, but at this time they added a little toughness, which is exactly the true character of a scholar and a literati style. This kind of aura is not like the kind of contemptuous life after the Buddha's enlightenment. The domineering domineering, peaceful and all-inclusive, seems to draw a very large circle, and it is necessary to tolerate the surrounding grass and trees, one person and one scene. I don't know where it is.
Feng himself didn't notice the difference in his whole body, but was immersed in inexplicable satisfaction and joy. The haze that lingered in his heart dissipated once, and there was an indescribable ease. He chanted casually: "What about Dai Zongfu, Qi Lu Qing is not yet. The good fortune bell is beautiful, the yin and yang cut the faint dawn. Zeng Yun is born with a chest swing, and the canthus will return to the bird. He will be the top of the mountain, looking at the mountains." Du Fu has a poem. At this point, Feng's share of the ideal of benefiting the world really coincides with the poet Du Fu.