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丰城在江西的中部,赣江边上。 如果有人也像我一样,把江西的地貌看作一张脸的侧面,那么丰城就刚好在太阳穴那儿。妈妈说我生在丰城的万寿宫,那时妈妈20岁,爸爸24岁。年轻的爸爸是县里的小报记者,万寿宫大概是他们的集体宿舍。 有一回出差到丰城,我还假模假式地到自己的“故居”看了看,发现爸爸妈妈描述的那个住过的、带回廊的二楼已经没了。万寿宫只剩下一个大殿。趴着门缝往里看,什么也没有看清。 万寿宫前的石碑却还在,看不太清晰的字里行间,依旧透露着本地民众对一个被他们唤作许真君的人的祭怀之情。 江西的许多地方都有万寿宫,这是早就存在的事实。只是我这个对江西一无所知的人,有一天突然才注意到这一点,倒像是有了什么了不得的发现似的。万寿宫里奉祀着的那位许真君,因此也一下引发了我的好奇,他究竟有什么样的“德行”或者“道法”,让江西本土的民众在1700多年的时间里,一直对他念念不忘,崇敬有加? 有一年夏天,我那80岁高龄的外婆携我那50多岁的姨妈,在我父亲的护送下,到南昌西山的万寿宫敬香。那还是改革开放之初,各种宗教与民间信仰刚刚被允许恢复。那天,从西山回家后的父亲,疲惫不堪,连喊:“疯了,完全疯了,西山上人山人海,
Fengcheng in central Jiangxi, Ganjiang edge. If someone like me, the landscape of Jiangxi as a face of the side, then Fengcheng just in the temple there. Mom said I was born in Fengcheng Longevity Palace, when my mother was 20 years old, my father was 24 years old. The young father is a county tabloid reporter, probably the Longevity Palace, their dormitory. Once upon a business trip to Fengcheng, I went to my “Former Residence” and looked at it. I found out that the second floor of the corridor, which Mom and Dad described, was gone. Longevity Palace only one hall. Tuck in the door to see, did not see anything. The stone monument in front of Longevity Palace is still there and the lines between the lines that are not clear are still revealing the local people’s feelings of sacrifice to those whom they call Xu Zhenjun. There are many places in Jiangxi Longevity Palace, which is already a fact already exists. It is only one who knows nothing of Jiangxi that one day suddenly noticed this, but it seems that there was nothing to discover. The Xu Zhenjun enshrined in Wanshou Palace also caused my curiosity. What kind of “morality” or “Taoism” did he actually have so that his native people could not forget him for more than 1700 years? One year in the summer, my 80-year-old grandmother brought my 50-year-old aunt to the Wanshou Palace in Xichang, Nanchang, under the escort of my father. That is still the beginning of the reform and opening up, and various religions and folk beliefs have just been allowed to resume. That day, after returning from the Western Hills father, exhausted, and even shouted: "crazy, completely crazy, crowded mountains,